Chapter 63 Wei Meng Leisure

"So," Lu Yingjiu asked, "Why did the Chu family try to solve the curse so long?"

Chu Qianju and Peacock God, one is a ghost exorcist genius, and the other is a ghost god who has formed a bond with their own family, both are extremely important to the Chu family.

If the curse can be broken, the Chu family will inevitably benefit.

Chu Banyang said: "We have been thinking about ways. For hundreds of years, we have never been able to solve it, and we haven't even seen any dawn. This is a dead end of the solution."

It is not easy to make Chu Banyang admit that one thing is "no solution".

Lu Yingjiu asked: "Where does the curse on their body come from?"

This time, Chu Banyang did not answer him immediately.

He hesitated for a few seconds, looked back, and saw that everyone else had a distance from them, and then whispered, "I will change to you later."

After he finished speaking, he quickened his pace: "Come on, Chu Qianju's former home is just ahead."

Lu Yingjiu looked forward, and he saw a small room appearing in the corner of the village.

Because of many years of uninhabited, it is broken. The anti -theft window is rusty, the glass is blurred by dust, and the wooden door is about to rot. There is also a large, red [disassembly] on the wall.

Just now Chu Banyang had tried to find a way to open the door with violence.

They pushed the door directly and stepped in.

There is not much space in the house, only the simplest furniture, such as beds, bookcases, wardrobes, etc., are all covered with dust a few centimeters thick. Chu Qianju is probably a minimalist, everything is very simple, not even the slightest decoration.

Chu Banyang went to the bedroom, bent over and pulled out the drawer under the bed, exposing the book densely stacked underneath.

He said: "I probably read it just now. Most of his books and notes were placed under the bed. We can turn it over, and then I bring things back to Chu's house."

"Where to take it back?" Lu Yingjiu blown the ash and picked up a note.

"Warehouse." Chu Banyang replied, "There is a corner that is dedicated to him. When he returns to the next turn, he can see -of course, showing him those things is useless. He only saw the peacock god At that time, you can think of the past. "

Yao Gou murmured beside: "They are really loving."

They each look at the notes.

For a while, there was only the rustle of the rolling notes in the house.

Yao Gou couldn't stand this kind of thing. Without a few glances, he ran to the house and walked behind. Chu Banyang is also in the next room, turning over other things.

And sitting next to Lu Yingjiu, he watched Chu Qianju's collection in silence.

Lu Yingjiu glanced at him. He was a ghost book in his hand. The ghost fire on the top of it, the six -legged fire horses raised the forefoot, and the undead bird was new from the ashes.

The illustrations are pretty.

The same carelessness is the same.

On the way, there are not many words of leisure.

It seems that since the female ghost mentioned Chu Qianju, Jingxian has maintained a rare reticence.

Lu Yingjiu turned the notes on his hand over a page, and asked with his leisure softly: "What's wrong with you?"

"I miss you."

Lu Yingjiu said, "I haven't separated from you."

"Just now you whispered with the surname Chu," said leisurely, "I think our hearts have been separated for a long time."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He ignored his leisurely speaking, or was worried about his wrong, so he stretched out his hand to cover his leisurely left hand, and gently stroked it on the top: "In a bad mood?"

"I don't ..." Jing Xian suddenly stopped, and turned around, "Yes, I am very bad, unless there is a cave in the cave in the cave, then I have a good mood."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

It's a day when can't spit out ivory.

However, he also probably guess his idle thoughts.

Chu Qianju's curse was similar to his, presumably causing some kind of worry in Jingxian.

In countless reincarnations, Chu Qianju and the Peacock God fought each other.

So, does he have the same past?

Lu Yingjiu wanted to ask the question of leisure.

But he knew that he wouldn't say it.

Leisure always concealed many things alone.

Saying in your mouth, you never dare to hide private room money,

After marriage

Everything was frank to him, and he had to report to him even when he met a stray dog ​​on the side of the road.

As a result, on this most critical issue, he didn't say anything.

Lu Yingjiu became more and more uncomfortable. He reached out and poked his leisure.

Gong leisure:?

Suddenly happy: "Hurry up and poke me again."

Lu Yingjiu said, "Do you have any strange hobbies ..."

"How good," said leisurely, "I like to flirt with you the most."

——In said this, he had to pay for his wish, and was ruthlessly poked by Lu Yingjiu.

Chu Qianju didn't have much left, and they quickly finished it.

Lu Yingjiu deliberately looked at his notes carefully to determine whether there were clues.

However, no.

It is said that he can see his character from a person's items.

In Chu Banyang's memory, Chu Qianju's character was indifferent and extremely self-disciplined. And his notes are really neat, horizontal and vertical, and it is very serious at first glance. He took notes on the books he had read, and it was very simple and neat, almost like the effect of printing on a printer.

Except for one place...

Lu Yingjiu turned the book in hand to the last page, and saw that in the blank space of the last page, Chu Qianju drew a small peacock with black pen.

His painting skills are mediocre, but the things he draws are extraordinarily vivid.

The little peacock opened the screen, with bright eyes, fluffy feathers, and the feeling of holding it up must be excellent.

It does not have the majesty and beauty of the temple, it looks very cute, but the arrogance in the bones is still drawn. If you use today's style evaluation, it is a Q version of the little peacock.

At a glance, the author of the painting loved it.

Books from more than ten years ago were placed in front of them.

This is the only place where Chu Qianju expresses his feelings.

Lu Yingjiu couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

When they were about to pile the books together, Yao Gou planned to tie them up. Chu Banyang was still in the next room, and he didn't know what he was tossing about.

Lu Yingjiu said, "I'll go and call him."

When he went over, Chu Banyang was still reading the last notebook.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Why, what did you find?"

"No." Chu Banyang shook his head quickly and closed the book, "I'll be right here."

But before taking a few steps, Chu Banyang suddenly said again: "Actually, since I met Chu Qianju, I have been thinking about a question."

"What?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

"I'm thinking, whether that curse is good or bad for those two." Chu Banyang said, "Chu Qianju is a human being, and his lifespan is not at the same level as the Peacock God. If there is no such curse, , Chu Qianju is dead, and they won't even have a chance to meet."

Lu Yingjiu said: "It depends on what the two of them think. It's possible that, as you said, Chu Qianju thinks it's enough to meet Peacock like this forever; it's also possible that he prefers to be able to calm down. After a lifetime, old age is part of life.”

"Well." Chu Banyang nodded and said, "If it were me, I would choose to reincarnate like this forever. If you die, you are really dead, and there is no room for you to go back and start over. After going to the ghost world, most of Ghosts are about to be reincarnated, and there is no way to be with priests. But in reincarnation, I can see the world a few more times and see my lover again."

Just as Lu Yingjiu was about to answer, a voice came from behind him: "I would prefer him to grow old safely."

When Lu Yingjiu turned around, he saw Jingxian standing at the door.

I don't know when, he has followed.

There was no emotion on Jingxian's face, and he continued: "What good is reincarnation? There is no memory, it is always repeating itself, only a few seconds of sobriety at the moment of death. What good is death over and over again? If I were a peacock , I must be reluctant to see my lover die. That kind of death is too painful, I can't bear him to bear it."

Chu Banyang was stunned for a second or two, and then said, "Well, you're right, but I stand by my point of view."

"I also insist on mine." Jingxian smiled and took Shanglu Yingjiu's shoulder very smoothly, "Let's go."

Chu Banyang's gaze stayed on his hand for a few seconds, then moved away: "En."

The four of them packed their books and prepared to move out.

...

Young Master Chu was on a trip. There were drivers and assistants. Three or four luxury cars were parked in the parking lot outside the village. They were full of arrogance and publicity, attracting a few little boys to look around.

When Chu Banyang instructed his assistant to sort out the books, Yao Gou went to the village and began to collect the entrusted money.

When he happily got the money from the villagers, he wanted to share it with Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian according to the agreement.

Lu Yingjiu rejected him, saying that it's okay, he's not short of money, this commission was originally accepted by you.

He was thinking that Yao Gou seemed to lack more money than him, and there was no need to divide it.

"Then how embarrassed!" Yao Gou's eyes widened, "This time you have also contributed a lot! No matter how you say it, at least half of the money will be given to you!"

After speaking, he insisted on transferring money to Lu Yingjiu, but Lu Yingjiu refused, so he was anxious.

Lu Yingjiu felt dizzy and dizzy, remembering that Yao Gou was so greedy for money in the past, he had to bargain when he bought things at a young age.

Even with friends, Yao Gou has always been very generous, and he would often help Lu Yingjiu with him when he bought food.

After so many years, Yao Gou remained the same.

Seeing that Lu Yingjiu refused to accept the money, after a stalemate for almost ten minutes, Yao Gou slapped his thigh: "Aiya! Although we have lost contact over the past few years due to an accident, I haven't forgotten you at all! You are too much. If you don't treat me as a brother, I will be sad! You can't forget your old friends when you get married, and you can't forget your old love when you have a new one!"

Lu Yingjiu was made dizzy by his mouthful of running the train. Seeing that Yao Gou was really in a hurry, he could only reluctantly accept it in the end, meaning.

Although Yao Gou wasn't satisfied, he patted him on the shoulder, and at least he stopped.

When they finally finished pulling, things were packed.

Chu Banyang watched the driver cover the trunk, and then said to Lu Yingjiu, "Come with me, and then I'll tell you what happened just now."

He was referring to the question Lu Yingjiu asked him, "Where did the curse on them come from?"

Lu Yingjiu nodded.

Then Chu Banyang opened the back seat of the car and took out a black object with great difficulty.

Lu Yingjiu took a look.

It is also the urn of the ancestors of the Chu family, and it is also the bucket of the entire Chu family.

Lu Yingjiu: "...Why are you still carrying this thing with you?"

"There are a lot of backups, so I just took it with me." Chu Banyang said, "I thought I might use it." He patted the urn, "Let's go to Shenshui again."

Lu Yingjiu nodded.

Just as he was about to follow Chu Banyang, he felt a strong gaze fall behind him.

He looked back, Jing Xian's face was not obvious, but his eyes were full of resentment.

At this point, it seems that Jing Xian has turned into jealous Xian.

The vinegar jar was overturned again, and the sour smell swept the entire Lintian Village.

Lu Yingjiu laughed, then turned around and whispered to him, "I'll go back when I go, don't eat this vinegar again."

Jingxian also whispered, "I feel like our hearts are going to be separated again."

Lu Yingjiu: "...That's not true. Where did you learn such strange words?"

Jingxian said, "I watched a lot of love movies."

Lu Yingjiu: "...Okay." He patted Jingxian's shoulder and comforted, "I'll be back soon."

Jingxian asked, "Can I have a candle night after I come back?"

"No." Lu Yingjiu said, "Aren't you a bride? How can a bride be in such a hurry? Be reserved and remain calm in front of your husband."

After saying this, he laughed to himself.

"No," Jing Xian said, "I have no face and no skin, I just want you to ravage me and ravage me."

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

He said, "Jingxian, you are a strange person."

"I'll take it as a compliment." Jing Xian smiled.

So Lu Yingjiu said goodbye to Ji Xian and left with Chu Banyang.

When they reached a secluded place, Chu Banyang took out a knife and cut through his palm, staining the red talisman paper with blood.

Then he lit the talisman paper, and they flew up by themselves, automatically and consciously sketching the formation on the ground.

Previously, Chu Banyang used the urn to summon an illusion of the Peacock God.

There are 59 dreams of peacocks and Shenshui.

Now that he has the formation, he can bring Lu Yingjiu in again.

After all the talismans stopped moving, Chu Banyang placed the urn in the middle, stroked his palms, and read complicated and jerky words in his mouth.

There was a gust of wind on the ground, lifting their jackets.

Lu Yingjiu's eyes flickered.

When the vision is clearer, nine turquoise flames light up clockwise, and the decorative gems are strung with gold threads, with colorful brilliance.

In front of him is the altar, with golden-green feathers under his feet, and stars above his head, 59 dreams are brewing.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Why are you here?"

"Because there are some things that cannot be heard by it." Chu Banyang raised his head and looked at the stars.

Lu Yingjiu was confused for half a second and asked him, "Who is 'it'?"

Chu Banyang did not speak.

He still looked at the stars.

The light fell in his eyes, illuminating his complicated expression.

Lu Yingjiu could see that some kind of turbulent and messy thoughts were rising in his heart, drowning him mightily, even those bright stars could not guide the way forward.

After a long time, Chu Banyang stretched his finger to the air and said, "The way of heaven."

"The curse of the Peacock God and Chu Qianju comes from the way of heaven."

Lu Yingjiu was slightly surprised.

That is the law that binds people and ghosts, invisible, but everywhere.

Priests come to the human world in the flesh, against the way of heaven, if they die, they will be dissipated.

There are many rules in this world.

It's like humans cannot violate gravity, and sea water cannot resist tide. It's like the winged eagle falls to the ground. It is difficult to recover the water covered.

Heaven is the same as them.

But the terrible thing is that no one can violate it.

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a while, saying, "I have never heard of it, and the heaven will fall to the curse."

"I haven't heard of it either." Chu Banyang said, "I don't know what Chu Qianju has experienced. All I know is that Tiandao originally wanted him to be dissipated, but the Peacock God sacrificed himself to block half of the curse for him, Chu Qianju didn't lose his mind, so he has today's situation."

He paused and continued, "I used to follow Chu Qianju and learned the way of exorcising ghosts for a while."

"Once Chu Qianju accidentally mentioned to me that at certain moments, he would see an eye on the horizon."

"... There is one eye?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

"Um." Chu Banyang nodded, "According to him, the eyes have been staring at him. It will disappear after a few minutes, sometimes a few hours later."

"He didn't talk about me, but I speculated that it may be the curse of heaven."

"So," he sighed lightly, "It is not that the Chu family does not want to help them relieve the curse. Instead, the curse of this level cannot be solved, it is a dead end."

Just think about it.

There is always a monitoring you, but you are ignorant and unable to resist. Unintentionally turned around, the sky cracked the gap, and my eyes peeped at everything about you.

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a moment, and said: "Well, I know."

He also looked at the starry sky and asked, "Then you should also speculate on the dream of the peacock god broken?"

"Yes." Chu Banyang said, "I didn't tell you at the beginning."

He took Lu Yingjiu, walked around the altar, and walked directly under the starlight.

This space looks limited. In fact, it is bigger than Lu Yingjiu. They bypassed the bright fire and walked for ten minutes before they really approached the starlight.

The light here is dim and the wind sounds like a wasteland.

Chu Banyang bent over and picked up something on the ground.

The thing was almost transparent, about the size of a fist. If it weren't for the slight twists and turns of the light passing through it, it was also a little gray in itself, and Lu Yingjiu could hardly see it.

Looking at it again, there are still many such things from zero scattered nearby.

Chu Banyang took it and felt the cold in his hand, saying, "These are the dreams of the crushing of the peacock god."

"If the dream is broken for too long, it will fall down like this. This is a dream cemetery."

"I was in this space when Chu Qianju died, and there was a meteor shower."

At that time, countless dreams were dragging on the starlight and down from high altitude.

The color burst, colorful and gorgeous, like miracles for a while. The young Chu Banyang looked up, shocked this wonder, and couldn't forget it for a long time.

He didn't know at the time that it was Chu Qianju's death and the weeping of the gods.

Chu Banyang said: "Now the Peacock God still has two broken dreams."

"One is this village and the other is a distant school. Chu Qianju has stayed in both places."

"The Chu family has never come to a conclusion about the broken dream. But my guess is that it just doesn't want to dream of Chu Qianju anymore."

"After killing his lover with his own hands, perhaps every dream about Chu Qianju is torture for him."

Always see, but never touch, always just a glimpse.

"Of course," Chu Banyang looked at the dim sphere in his hand and the broken dream, "This is just my personal guess, no one can confirm it except the Peacock God himself."

"Wait until the next reincarnation of Chu Qianju, maybe, these dreams can be lit up again."

Lu Yingjiu listened silently.

A gust of wind picked up, making their clothes rattle.

Looking around, the stars above the head are dim and gentle, with many colors. Among them, the rain rushes through the glass, the windmill turns leisurely in the mist, the train whistle passes through the valley, the summer wind and the warm winter sun, the endless reeds, the cat on the corner and its favorite bookstore... …

colorful.

There is no Chu Qianju in every dream.

They were nothing like the shattered, dead dreams at their feet. On one side is the vivid world, on the other side is the cold cruelty.

Lu Yingjiu thought of a sentence inexplicably:

Only dream idlers do not dream kings.

When Chu Banyang finally took him away, he looked into the air again.

Looking at those dreams, what he thought of was Jingxian.

In front of darkness.

He wondered, would Jingxian have the same time?

The lifespan of priests is endless, and even loneliness will be eternal.

...

The second broken dream of the Peacock God is in Xiaoguang City, a thousand kilometers away from Lintian Village.

Lu Yingjiu wanted to know more about Chu Qianju, and of course he planned to go there.

Yao Gou inquired in every possible way whether his firm was still hiring or not.

Lu Yingjiu knew what he meant, so he laughed and said, maybe, do you want to continue this trip with us?

Yao Gou quickly agreed, patted his chest and said, with your brother here, don't be afraid! As far as my tonnage is concerned, no matter what the hell he came from, I'll knock it away for you!

Chu Banyang also said lightly, I will go with you too.

As a result, the group efficiently booked air tickets and set off for Xiaoguang in the evening.

Had dinner in the village, packed up and drove on the road.

In order to express his usefulness, Yao Gou voluntarily drove, and Jingxian sat in the back row with Lu Yingjiu.

As a result, it rained lightly on the way to the airport, and the weather was gloomy.

Lu Yingjiu made up for her sleep as always, but under the influence of the low air pressure on the rainy day, she leaned on Jingxian's shoulder drowsily.

Looking out inadvertently, lead clouds condensed overhead, thousands of raindrops fell from the sky, and a few passers-by without umbrellas fled in a hurry, splashing water droplets on their steps.

The roof crackled as the wind blew by.

Lu Yingjiu reached out and touched the window glass.

The fingertips were actually cold.

The next second, Jing Xian gently held his hand.

Sufficient warmth surged up, and he whispered, "Let's sleep again."

"...Well." Lu Yingjiu responded, rubbing against his shoulder to ensure that he found the most comfortable position.

When the car got on the highway, it didn't stop, and it sped forward all the way.

He was half asleep listening to the sound of the rain, half asleep, still the cold fragrance of Jing Xian's body in his dream.

fine.

- he thought in a trance.

I can still dream of Jingxian.

After an unknown time, the sleepiness dissipated into a peaceful slumber, and he opened his eyes in confusion.

The sound of rain dripping.

He hasn't spoken for a long time, his voice is a little hoarse, and before he wakes up, he subconsciously shouted: "Jingxian..."

The sentence stopped.

Through the window full of crystal water droplets, he saw the azure sky and the stratus clouds that could be pressed down at any time.

The violent storm is brewing over the city, like the end of the world. The top of the tallest building was engulfed by a cloud curtain, and the strong wind blew through it, as if it was about to collapse. A few lightning bolts fell, and the frantic light ripped apart everything and was about to hit it.

The thunder exploded in the ear, and the heart thumped with it.

However, these are not the reasons for Lu Yingjiu to stop.

At the very end of the sky, where electricity, thunder and clouds intersect, a huge eye stared at him intently.