Chapter 5 Xie Ying (1)

Chapter 5 Xie Ying (1)

Yan Qing was imprisoned in Jinghong Hall, the main peak of the Huichun Sect, waiting for the leader to come out tomorrow to conduct the final trial on him.

According to the plot, the trial scene was when someone from the Wangqing Sect announced his marriage to Xie Ying to the world.

"……"commit a sin.

Yan Qing decided to leave tonight so as not to be humiliated in public.His relationship with Xie Ying was too complicated. If possible, Yan Qing would never want to see him again in this life.

On a cold moon in the sky, Yan Qing opened the window and unexpectedly raised his head to meet the cold gaze of the guard.His father has a better memory now. The outside of Jinghong Hall is heavily guarded, so not even a mosquito can fly out.

There is a row of pear blossoms planted outside the hall, as colorful as snow, and glowing under the moon.

Yan Qing put her hands on the window sill and smiled at the guard: "Don't be nervous, I'll open the window to get some air."

The guard said coldly: "Master, I advise you not to have any wrong ideas."

Yan Qing thought to himself, if I have a wrong idea, who of you can stop me.But he can't. After his identity is exposed in public, he may be chased by the entire Shangzhongtian.

Yan Qing pointed her finger and suddenly smiled brightly: "Brother, aren't you bored standing around? Why don't we come and chat."

The guard was unmoved: "Master, it's late at night now, please go back and rest."

Yan Qing ignored him and asked himself: "How old is Chunhe now?"

After all, the guard did not dare to offend him, so he pursed his lower lip and replied: "Spring and a hundred years."

Yan Qing was thoughtful.

Spring and a hundred years, it turns out that he has been dead for a hundred years.After his rebirth, he ran around and made noise all night for Biyunjing. Now he calmed down and seriously thought about what happened before and after his life.

Yan Qing smiled and said: "Spring and the Hundred Years, isn't that the Qingyun Conference will be held again?"

The Qingyun Conference is a grand event in the world of cultivation. It is held every hundred years and gathers monks from all over the world. Even the nine major immortal sects will send their core disciples to participate in the examination.The conference established the Qingyun Ranking, and the names on the Qingyun Ranking were known all over the world.

The top spot on the previous Qingyun Ranking was Xie Shiyi.

The guard looked at him inexplicably and reminded him: "Do you still remember this? The Luo Linhua that the sect has raised for a hundred years was intended to be offered to the Wangqing Sect at the Qingyun Conference, and then it was stolen by you."

Yan Qing: "..."

Yan Qing laughed awkwardly and impolitely.

A pear blossom floated in front of Yan Qing's eyes. Yan Qing blinked and immediately changed the subject: "Tell me, will Xie Yinghui attend this Qingyun Conference?"

The guard was stunned. He did not expect to hear the word "Xie Ying" from Yan Qing's mouth in such an understatement.After all, this name is more like an unspeakable legend in the world of cultivation, as far away as the moon in the sky, the snow on the mountains, and out of reach.

The guard said vaguely: "Maybe he will participate. However, in the first year of Chunhe, Duweixianzun went into seclusion in Nanshan. I don't know if he has left the seclusion now."

Yan Qing was startled: "Xie Ying went into seclusion?"

Guard: "Yes."

Yan Qing was quite curious: "Why?"

The guard said: "How can we guess the thoughts of Immortal Duwei?"

Yan Qing chuckled: "Please tell me something specific and I'll guess."

Guard: "..." This young master must have had his brains blown up along with You Lao. What nonsense are you talking about?

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Yan Qing didn't say much.Looking at the pear blossoms dancing in front of me, I was slightly lost in thought. I felt a little thirsty and asked, "Do you have pear blossom wine?"

The guard reminded him: "Master, you are a criminal in prison now." The implication is, don't be too presumptuous.

Yan Qing touched his chin: "Can't sinners drink alcohol?"

The guard couldn't bear it anymore: "Master, please go back."

Yan Qing smiled lazily: "It's so boring to go back and I can't sleep. I told you that we should have a chat to relieve our boredom."

The guard looked disgusted.

Yan Qing rolled his fingers around a small pear blossom branch that had been blown into his palm by the wind, and said, "Let's talk about thanking you."

"..." The guard really wanted to tie this ancestor back and make him sleep well and stop talking!

Is Xie Ying also something they can discuss?This world-famous Qingyun leader, in addition to his identity as the great disciple of Wangqing Sect, he also has a terrifying identity: he is the leader of the Immortal Alliance.The name of Xie Ying's sword is "Buhui". Over the years, countless demon species have died under the sword of Buhui. It can be said that there is a river of blood and a city of withered bones.

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The most frightening thing is that when Xie Ying kills the demon species, he doesn't know how to use the fairy weapon to identify whether there is a nightmare in the sea of consciousness. Life and death are all decided by his thoughts.No one knew whether he had killed by mistake, and no one dared to question it.

Guard: "Master, I advise you not to speak so openly in the future."

After Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, he laughed muffledly, shaking the pear blossoms in his hand, and said lazily: "Is this called speaking without restraint?"

The guard said coldly: "Immortal Duwei is not something we can discuss."

Yan Qing sneered: "Isn't he talked about enough? Don't you know what happened when he was in Zhancheng when he was a child?"

"..."

The guard now wished that Yan Qing was mute, and wished that he himself was deaf.He turned around and no longer paid attention to this man seeking death.

What happened to Duweixianzun in the barrier city when he was young is not a secret - but that person dares to discuss it without fear of death.

Xie Shiyi was once the legitimate son of the Xie family, one of the five great families in Barrier City on earth.When he was young, he was also a talented and talented person who was highly envied.But all this changed because of a beggar who came to the door.The beggar took out the token and revealed Xie Shiyi's identity, which directly caused his reputation to be ruined and he fell into the abyss.

It turned out that the beggar was the real legitimate son of the Xie family, and Xie Shiyi was just the son of a lowly sword servant.His life was changed by the evil-minded sword servant Tanuki in exchange for the prince, but now everything he owns has been stolen.

As soon as the news came out, the other four families, who had always been overshadowed by Xie Shiyi's limelight, immediately fell into a nearly crazy revenge——

They believed that his cultivation was all due to the Xie family, so they cut off his bones and muscles and destroyed his veins.

They locked him in a seclusion chamber for seven to forty-nine days, trying to drive him crazy.

They thought he was a thief, a street rat, born with original sin that could never be washed away.

They believe that Xie Shiyibai has enjoyed the glory for so many years and cannot afford to pay no price.Whatever they did, Xie Shiyi deserved it.

The most widely circulated thing in the world of cultivation is probably Xie Shiyi's trial on the cliff of regret when he came out of the Youjue room.

The beggar who came to my door died of an old disease.

The head of the Bai family, full of justice and indignation, said that he would make Xie Shiyi pay for his life, as it is only right that a father owes his son a debt.

From the Realm of Youjue to the Cliff of Buhui, there is a very long corridor, surrounded by the people of the entire barrier city, children of aristocratic families, and outside monks.

They had different opinions on whether Xie Shiyi should die.

That corridor also has a nice name, Peach Blossom Spring Water.

In fact, Yan Qing still vaguely remembers some scenes.

It rained heavily that day, the rain and mist were hazy, and spring came with peach blossoms everywhere.Xie Shiyi wore a black iron chain on his hand, his black hair was disheveled, and he walked forward in silence.

The mountain road next to it was full of people.Everyone whispered to each other, looked at each other with sympathy or sarcasm, and spoke clearly and coherently.

they said.

"I feel so pitiful for Xie Shiyi. He couldn't choose all this."

they said.

"He is pitiful? Why don't you feel that the dead young master is more pitiful?"

"His biological father killed Patriarch Xie's child. The father's debt must be paid by the son. He is not innocent at all."

they said.

"But it was his father's mistake. Why should he bear it?"

"Oh, stop arguing. They are all poor people who have been tricked by fate."

Those eyes passed through the spring water, through the peach blossoms, and fell on Xie Shiyi's straight back.It seemed to penetrate his bones and soul—looking at his sins and judging his life with a condescending and arrogant attitude.

After the guard turned around, he felt itchy again.Although he was afraid of talking about Xie Ying, he couldn't help but be curious. No one usually dared to talk about this.

He moved his neck, turned around, and opened the topic with a cold face: "What's the point of talking about this now? All the evil people Duwei Xianzun met in Barrier City when he was a boy have already been killed by him later..Zhancheng has now been burned to the ground and turned into a ghost town."

Yan Qing sneered in his heart: No, the young master of the Bai family in Zhangcheng City is still alive and well. By the way, he has become Bai Yueguang of your Duweixianzun.

The guard felt itchy when he saw that Yan Qing had stopped talking.People are just mean, they will ignore you when you catch them chatting, and then you really can’t control your mouth after you stop talking.

The guard spoke loudly: "Douwei Immortal Lord must have hated the Buhui Ya trial back then. Fortunately, he survived in the end and took revenge."

Yan Qing laughed for a long time after hearing this. After laughing enough, he said, "Do you think he was extremely hateful at that time?"

Guard: "That's not true. How can you not hate this? Fortunately, there were many monks from other cities at that time who had good intentions towards the Immortal Lord. They felt sorry for what happened to him and said a lot of good things for the Immortal Lord.It can be regarded as giving the Immortal Lord some comfort."

Yan Qing leaned against the window, laughing so much that her stomach hurt: "Comfort? Do you really think so?"

The guard felt that he was being ridiculed and became angry: "Why are you laughing! Then tell me what Immortal Duwei was thinking at that time."

Yan Qing's slender fingers touched the cold flower branches, the corners of his lips raised, and he said slowly: "He? He wanted an umbrella at that time."

The guard was stunned: "An umbrella?"

Yan Qing pulled the pear blossom and nodded: "Yes, he wanted an umbrella. At that time, he had lost all his cultivation, his meridians were broken, and his body was covered with injuries. After staying in the secluded room for a long time, he had problems with his vision and hearing. Yu YuIt's very uncomfortable to fall on him, and he can't see bright light, so what he needs most is an umbrella. Is it weird to want an umbrella?"

Guard: "...Are you kidding me?"

Yan Qing: "Why am I teasing you?"

The guard gritted his teeth: "How could Immortal Duwei think of this?"

"But that's really what he was thinking." Yan Qing laughed: "Moreover, for Xie Shiyi at that time, there was no difference between other people's good intentions and bad intentions."

It's more about boredom.

After all, Xie Shiyi's true original sin has always been pride.

In the trial of Buhui Ya, in the end, a monk who ascended to heaven accidentally passed by, took pity on Xie Shiyi, promised some benefits to the five major families, and saved his life.

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The distant mountains are cold and green, and the mist and rain are wet.

Xie Shiyi stood in front of his leaky firewood house, listening to the instructions of the elder in charge, and thinking to himself - he needed an umbrella.

The elder in charge said softly: "Don't hate the master of the house. Just blame God for his tricks. It's normal for him to hate you. You are a mortal now, so just hide away from him when you see him."

Xie Shiyi nodded: "Yeah." He thought that there was a bamboo forest in the back mountain, which might be used as an umbrella.

The elder in charge sighed, looked at the pale young man in front of him, and said softly: "Shiyi, I believe you are a sensible person. Leave the barrier city after your injuries heal."

Xie Shiyi smiled, took the baggage brought to him by the elder, lowered his eyes and said, "Thank you."

The elder in charge left with two disciples.

One of the female disciples turned back frequently, looking at him with eyes full of pity.

Another male disciple looked contemptuous, tugged on her clothes and said, "Let's go, why are you watching."

The female disciple's voice was very low, heard through the rain: "Don't you think Senior Brother Xie is pitiful?"

The male disciple asked, "Isn't the young sect leader who died pitiful?"

The female disciple bit her lip: "But what does this have to do with Senior Brother Xie? Why should he suffer this?"

The male disciple rolled his eyes: "It is only natural that the debts of the father should be paid by the son. The only fault is that he has such a father."

What else does the female disciple want to say.The elder in charge turned back with cold warning eyes, and both of them closed their mouths.

Xie Shiyi held the clothes with a calm face as he listened to those words that he almost recognized as cocoons. He turned around and took a few steps before holding on to the threshold and retching silently.He hadn't eaten for a long time and couldn't vomit anything, but the nausea in his lungs lingered no matter what.

Throat is on fire.When you close your eyes, you will see faces that are pitiful and gloating.

They said he was not guilty, they said he was guilty, and they argued over it.

Xie Shiyi's face was as pale as paper, he pulled his lower lip sarcastically, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Standing up, he heard a familiar voice among the mountains and sea.

Bright and crisp, but with a lazy tone: "Where do you plan to go now?"

Only then did Xie Shiyi take off his disguise, showing some vulnerability and fatigue, and said softly: "I don't know."

Later, they made an umbrella out of bamboo and went to Liuxianzhou.

Probably because people's thoughts are always unstable after rebirth. Yan Qing went back to his room and lay on the bed at night, and dreamed about something about Xie Shiyi.

In fact, what outsiders say about a dove occupying a magpie's nest and being born rich are all false.The head of the Xie family was a romantic by nature. He never had a wife but only kept concubines. He had too many children to count and had no feelings for his children.

Everything Xie Shiyi owned was taken away step by step from the cannibalistic Xie Mansion.

At first, they lived in a dilapidated house that leaked all year round.

When he was seven years old, Xie Shiyi learned to wield a sword. Without the guidance of a master, he could only use the stupidest method, stepping on the sword and jumping off the roof.It's a good thing that the cultivator has thick skin and thick flesh, otherwise he would have died countless times.

In an accident, Xie Shiyi accidentally poked his eye with a stone while falling from the roof.Although he was not blind, it took a long time to recover. His eyes were covered with black silk and he could not see anything.

The Dengxian Pavilion will recruit people in a month, and they must be able to wield a sword.Time was running out, so Xie Shiyi had no choice but to fumble blindly and fumble up the stairs to the roof every day, resulting in many wounds from his stumbles.

Yan Qing watched with cold eyes, not wanting to care about him at all.At that time, they both looked disgusted - it was impossible for two equally proud teenagers to live harmoniously in the same body.

But if Xie Shiyi was seriously injured and fell into coma, Yan Qing would passively bear the pain he suffered.The pain was comparable to being shattered into pieces, and it made him curse every time.

After feeling the pain several times, Yan Qing couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "Xie Shiyi, stop."

Xie Shiyi ignored him completely.

Yan Qing took a deep breath and said, "Xie Shiyi, turn left and face east."

Xie Shiyi paused slightly, but still ignored him.

Yan Qing was furious: "There is a dead tree under the direction you are walking. If you want to die, can you find an easier way?"

Xie Shiyi's tone was cold: "It's none of your business."

Yan Qing was even colder: "If you hadn't died and I would have been in disgrace, do you think I would be willing to take care of you?"

Xie Shiyi: "Then don't worry about it."

Yan Qing: "Get out!"

To Xie Shiyi, Yan Qing was just a lonely ghost trying to take over his body, and every word he said was disgusting.

To Yan Qing, Xie Shiyi was a plague god who always led him to death and injury, and he couldn't wait to eat his flesh and blood.

Xie Shiyi has been fearless of death since he was a child, like a madman.Several times, Yan Qing forcibly snatched Xie Shiyi's body out of fear of death, only to have it snatched back again soon.In the process of snatching, they were all bruised and bruised, and neither of them benefited. Over and over again, the hatred for each other became deeper and deeper.

It was right for Xie Shiyi to hate him, but the time travel was a completely unreasonable disaster for Yan Qing.

He had completely lost his memory at that time, and he had the same mind of a child as Xie Shiyi. To put it bluntly, he didn't want to die anyway!

"Xie Shiyi, let's talk."

Yan Qing tried his best to suppress his anger and said calmly.

The summer night sky is high and clear, and the Milky Way is covered with bright stars. His voice is particularly clear in the quiet environment.

Yan Qing said calmly: "The selection for Dengxian Pavilion will begin soon. It's impossible for you to learn to wield a sword with half the effort and half the effort."

Xie Shiyi stood silently in the dark night, his back fragile yet tough.

"I know you hate me." Speaking of this, Yan Qing said sarcastically, "It's normal. I don't like you anyway. But now, your death will do me no good at all. You can trust me."

Yan Qing took a deep breath before saying slowly: "I can see it, thank you Shiyi, I'll guide you."

After Yan Qing said this, he had exhausted his good temper all his life. He had a stinky face and didn't want to talk anymore.

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Xie Shi stepped on the crumbling tiles with his clothes and feet. Hei Ling covered his eyes and looked pale, holding his fingers tightly.His hands were bruised and bruised, bleeding and scabbed, and the wind brought with them dense pain.

The rooftop is very quiet. It is in the most remote corner of Xie Mansion. There is no living person for half a month.

I don’t know how long the silence lasted.

The young man covered in thorns spoke, his voice carried softly in the wind.

"Tell me which way to go."

This was the first reconciliation between him and Xie Shiyi, on the rooftop where he practiced swordplay when he was seven years old.

Looking back now, what impressed me the most was the vines growing on the roof.

The roots are connected to the roots, the stems are connected to the stems, and the blue waves reach the sky.

Yan Qing got up very early the next day. The dream he had last night made him not in a good state of mind.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand to rub his temples and laughed to himself. He and Xie Shiyi really shouldn't have met.

The sky was just beginning to break, and there was only a faint layer of fish belly white in the east.

Yan Qing tied up his clothes and tied up his hair, took off the folding fan on the table, opened the window, and saw pear blossoms falling like snow in the sky.The guard was sleeping soundly under the pear tree with his sword in his arms.While chatting last night, Yan Qing drugged this man with the scent of pear blossoms. The drug dispersed, and it was estimated that the people guarding outside Jinghong Palace poured a large amount of it on him.

Yan Qing didn't want to follow the plot at all. He had never been entangled by the devil in his life. The sky was high and the sea was vast, and he was free everywhere.

The bat was hanging outside the eaves of his house, drooling and sleeping soundly. It was only when Yan Qing knocked it with a folding fan that he woke up.

When the bat woke up, he was confused for a while, and then became furious and shouted frantically: "Damn it, Ge! What kind of vicious spell did you cast on me! Why was I dragged here to find you inexplicably? Let me go.Come on, do you hear me? Let me go! Otherwise, I won’t get a good harvest from you!”

Yan Qing directly put a silence curse on it.

Bat: "..." Inner output.

Yan Qing smiled slightly: "Shut up if you stay by my side."

Bat: "........." He was outputting madly in his heart.

Yan Qing's green clothes swept over the dew-stained grass and walked down the mountain.

An hour later, Bat's silence spell was lifted, his claws grabbed his shoulders, and asked: "Are you leaving?"

Yan Qing: "Yeah."

Bat said proudly: "Okay, I have long been dissatisfied with the shabby rejuvenation sect. I will take you to the place where I used to live and let you see the world."

Yan Qing said, "Where did you live before?"

Bat puffed up his chest and said, "Have you ever heard of Liuxian Continent? Three Continents of Shangzhongtian! The nine great immortal sects are located on Nanze Continent, the three major aristocratic families are located on Zijin Continent, and my family is located on Liuxian Continent!"

Yan Qing sneered: "Isn't Liuxianzhou a place that connects the human world to the heaven? There is no obstruction, and people and ghosts can go in and out at will."

Bat thought for a while and then forced his respect: "But I have a cave in Liuxianzhou."

Yan Qing: "These days, any hole dug in the mountains can be considered a cave?"

Bat: "...You know nothing!"

Yan Qing ignored the angry bat and walked on the misty road toward the clouds, looking at the green mountains.

Bat: "Where are you going?"

Yan Qing: "It doesn't matter where you go."

Bat: "Go to the Demon Realm?"

Yan Qing: "Let's forget about the Demon Realm." He was tired of being idle.

The bat grunted twice: "I knew you didn't have the guts." The bat flapped its wings twice, and suddenly gave an idea and said: "How about we go to the Sea of Desolation!"

The sea of chaos is at the end of the Nine Heavens.It is boundless and the fog is thick all year round, which cannot be driven away by any magic.For thousands of years, no one has ever been able to cross the sea and see clearly what is on the other side of the sea.

Yan Qing paused when he heard what he said.

Bat became excited: "How about it! You're excited too, aren't you! Let's go see the fog on the sea!"

Yan Qing didn't speak, but a smile of unknown meaning escaped from the corner of his lips, and he said slowly and lazily: "Sea of Delirium?"

Bat: "Yes, yes, have you wanted to go too?"

Yan Qing shook his head: "No, I just remembered that someone would die there."

Bat curled his lips: "Too many people die in the Sea of Cang every year."

Yan Qing: "Yeah."

He did not see the final ending of "Love Nightmare" because when he read the book, he only wanted to find out why his cousin had no intention of studying, so he abandoned the book when he saw Xie Shiyi died.

In the book, Xie Shiyi died in the sea of chaos.

A life of infatuation, even death at the hands of the one you love.

For Bai Xiaoxiao, he destroyed the ruthless way, shattered Liuli's heart, and was sentenced to exile from the sect.

What he got in the end was Bai Xiaoxiao's tearful sword.

Bai Xiaoxiao burst into tears and said, "You hate me, Xie Ying. From the beginning, I approached you with a purpose. All the kindness you did to me was because I was using you."

Bai Xiaoxiao cried and said: "Although you saved me many times, although you helped me so much. But you killed my parents. Xie Ying, the blood feud must be avenged."

The author of "Love Nightmare" claims that he is a "bloody sadomasochist" and he is not just bragging.Yan Qing could read ten lines at a time. In fact, for a reader who couldn't read the book at all, his views were very rational.No one deserves sympathy.

But now recalling the plot, Yan Qing crushed a flower with her fingers and twitched the corners of her mouth sarcastically.

Xie Shiyi, you actually have today?

Bat was startled by his expression: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you go if you don't want to go? Why are you looking so scary?"

Yan Qing: "Have you ever had porridge?"

Bat: "Why do you ask?"

Yan Qing: "I want to drink porridge."

In the book, love is deeply rooted over a bowl of porridge. Is Xie Shiyi really such a sensitive person who lacks love?According to logic, he had been starving and freezing with Xie Shiyi for decades, so he could no longer afford to call him "Dad".

Another focus of the book "Love Nightmare" is "redemption". The protagonist is the "white moonlight" of countless people.If Yan Qing didn't understand it, he wouldn't delve into its logic at all.But because I knew Xie Shiyi, the more I thought about it, the more something was wrong.

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Maybe something was wrong, but more importantly, he didn't want Xie Shiyi to end up like that.

I don't want him to betray everyone again.

I don't want him to fall into the dust again.

He didn't want to walk the long road of spring water and peach blossoms again.

A long, broad wind blew past Yan Qing's fingertips.

Yan Qing turned around at the mountain gate and said, "Go back."

Bat: "???" Bat flapped its wings and was very confused: "Why did you regret it again? Why did you go back?"

Yan Qing: "Go back and watch the show."

Bat: "Ahhhh? What show are you watching? Whose show are you watching?"

Yan Qing waved her sleeves and her clothes were like flowing clouds: "Watch the drama of my future 'husband'."