The mountains are covered with clouds, and pear blossoms and jade fall.

Lin Qingbai walked in a pear garden, and the fragrance of flowers permeated the tip of her nose.

He turned around, and the hem of his clothes fell with the flowers, and the fallen white flowers trembled on his shoulders.

There are clouds and mist in front, and flying flowers in the back. This beautiful scenery is hard to find in the fairy world.

This is where?

Why is he here?

Lin Qingbai was stepping on the flower mud, walking in the pear garden, and vaguely saw a few shadowy figures in the mountain mist ahead.

Lin Qingbai quickened his pace and walked over. He walked through the clouds, through the falling flowers, and finally saw the scenery in the distance clearly.

A few white-haired old men were playing chess and drinking wine. The fragrance of flowers and wine wafted in the air, so unrestrained.

Lin Qingbai stepped on the fallen branch and made a crisp click.

The old man in green who is playing chess will drop a piece, without raising his head, he says: "Someone is here..."

The old man in blue on the opposite side gave him a compliment, ignored him, and continued to study the chessboard while twirling his beard.

"Go and ask him." The old man in green took a sip of the tea cup on the side and said again.

"I won't go." The old man in blue refused flatly, and added: "Why don't you go?"

The old man in green shook his head and blew on the tea, saying, "I'm taciturn and not good at communicating with others..."

The blue-clothed old man finished his study, stroked the plate with his long sleeves, and made a move without raising his eyes. He sneered in his throat and said, "Not good at communicating with people? I think you want to regret the game again......"

The old man in green glanced at the chessboard, his face changed drastically at that time, his indifferent expression was no longer there, he raised his hand tremblingly, raised his eyebrows angrily, and said: "You you you...you old manWhat are you talking about! Am I that kind of person!!! You slander me so bloody! Morals are corrupt! What can I say with a person like you! Stop playing and stop playing!!!”

After finishing speaking, the old man in green raised his hand to sweep the chessboard, turned around angrily and left.

"..."

At this time, the old man in yellow who was drinking in the pear tree stood up staggeringly, grabbed the hand of the old man in green and said, "Isn't it just a newcomer? Let me ask! You two are arguing."

After finishing speaking, the old man in yellow took the jug, and slowly approached Lin Qingbai.

This old man looked like an old longevity fairy, with a round head, slender curved eyes, and a long white beard. When he walked up to Lin Qingbai, he smiled and had a kind face.

His eyesight should not be very good, he wished he could see Lin Qingbai's face clearly when he was in front of Lin Qingbai's eyes.Young and handsome!!!”

Upon hearing this, the other two old people rarely looked away and looked at Lin Qingbai.

Seeing that Lin Qingbai was so young, the old man in green was shocked. He raised his hand, rolled his sleeves twice and ran over, sizing up Lin Qingbai carefully.

Lin Qingbai was not used to being looked at like this, so he frowned slightly and stepped back.

The two old people were familiar with each other, they squinted their eyes for a while, looked at each other, nodded and said: "Sure enough! Sure enough, you are young!"

Lin Qingbai rolled his Adam's apple, and asked in a calm voice, "Excuse me, where is this place?"

"You don't know where this is?" The old man in yellow widened his eyes and said, "This is Shenluo Mountain."

Lin Qingbai frowned, and said in a low voice, "Shenluo Mountain..."

This place sounded very familiar to him, but his mind was empty, and he couldn't remember where he had heard of this place before.

"You're going to become a god—"

The old man next to him said something again.

Lin Qingbai suddenly remembered where he had heard of this place.

In the legend........

In the legend that he thought was fabricated and all false, Mount Shenluo did appear.

Shenluo Mountain is the first mountain to ascend to become a god. There is a divine gate here, as long as you walk in, you will be free from worry and suffering from now on, and become Ling Ling.

to the gods of the people.

When Lin Qingbai was lost in thought, a three-person-high gate suddenly appeared next to the pear tree in Shenluo Mountain.

"Look, here comes the door."

The old man in yellow smiled and pointed, and led Lin Qingbai over.

There is a white light around the gate, which will disappear at any time like fog, and the scene inside the gate is covered under the white light, making it hard to see clearly.

Lin Qingbai stood in front of the gate, looked into the gate, and stopped in his tracks.

"Just walk in." The old man in yellow waved his hand inside and said again.

Lin Qingbai raised his foot according to his words.

The old man in green clothes stood under the pear tree with his beard pinched, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you are the first person who has become a god in thousands of years.Absolute love, I am so envious of this old man. Back then, I practiced hard all my life, and only became a god when I was 30,000 years old..."

Lin Qingbai didn't understand what was said later, but when he heard the words "Severe Love and Absolute Love", he withdrew his feet abruptly, feeling a twinge of pain in his heart.

He seems to have forgotten something...

One thing, very important thing...

He should remember!

But why can't remember anything!

Lin Qingbai frowned, feeling that his mind was full of white mist, he tried his best to drive it away, but to no avail, he ran around like a headless chicken!

Suddenly a name appeared in his mind.

Ann....

Ann....

With the appearance of this name, those things that happened once engulfed him like a tsunami.

He thought of the two of them who knew each other and accompanied each other in the mortal world, and remembered their love and hatred in the fairy world.

I still think of the last, when his little apprentice learned that he was just Lin Qingbai's furnace all his life, but he walked into the formation willingly without any hatred or resentment, and let the blade goug out his chest.soul pill.......

Lin Qingbai's heart ached and he couldn't breathe, his face turned pale in an instant, his fingers tightened, and he grabbed the clothes on his chest into folds.

He looked at the divine gate that everyone followed, not half yearning for joy, but as if he was looking at a scourge, he couldn't stand stably in pain, and backed away again and again,

Where is Ann...

Where is his Ann...?

What should do... He just came to Shenluo Mountain and almost couldn't remember the past, and he couldn't remember his An'er. If he stepped into Shenmen, he would definitely forget everything.

He can't stay here for another second, can't...

Seeing that Lin Qingbai's expression was wrong and his figure was erratic, the old man in yellow beside him supported his body and asked, "Young man, is there anything you can't let go of? It's fine. As long as you step into the gate of God, you will forget everything."It's..."

As he spoke, the old man involuntarily pulled his arm and led him into the gate of God.

Lin Qingbai struggled to let go of his hand, took two steps back, his chest heaved violently, his cold eyes were full of guard, he gasped and said to the old man: "I won't enter the gate of God......I'm getting out of here...."

The old man in yellow gave a few more words of persuasion.

"Young man, you are still young, you will become a god at this age, and the Three Realms will be in your hands in the future!"

"What could be more important than this?"

"Those loves, loves, are just fleeting moments! When you live to our age, you will understand..."

"Listen to the old man's words, you will definitely not suffer..."

But no matter how the old man persuaded, Lin Qingbai just gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not a god, let me go! Let me go!"

Seeing Lin Qingbai's stubbornness, the two old people looked helplessly at the other old man in blue.

The old man was still sitting in front of the chessboard, with his back to everyone, as if he didn't care about what happened here, only the voice came from afar.

"I can let you go... It's just that Shenluo Mountain is difficult to enter and difficult to exit. If you want to leave, you can

Get out of here."

After finishing speaking, the old man in blue waved his sleeves, and a big hole suddenly appeared on the ground filled with fairy mist.

The bottomless hole is so deep that it is dark and silent. You can only hear the sound of water rushing down in the cave, but you can't hear the echo of the water falling to the ground for a long time. It is as terrifying as leading to an endless hell.

Lin Qingbai felt that this place looked familiar. He walked to the edge of the waterfall, looked at it for a while, raised his eyes with a dull brow, and said four words in his voice like a frozen knife: "Digging Waterfall."

"That's right, even if it's the Digging Waterfall."

"..."

"Since the Digging Waterfall can lead from the fairy world to the mortal world, it can also lead from the god world to the fairy world. If you want to go back, just jump down by yourself."

The old man in blue spoke briefly and did not explain much. After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes and took two sips of tea.

The old man in yellow came forward, still persuasively persuading Lin Qingbai: "You must know about this ground-digging waterfall. Jumping down means that you will fall into the darkness forever, and there is only a one-in-a-thousand chance to get out from here.", back to the fairy world, how to choose you should be clear in your heart..."

Yes, how to choose Lin Qingbai is clear in his heart.

He jumped from here, but only one in a thousand can return to the fairyland. Even if he did, would Yan Qiusi still be there?

If...he died in that formation...

That would be thousands of times more painful than when An'er died in front of him in the mortal world.

Lin Qingbai didn't dare to imagine this hypothesis. Once this idea popped up, he would be riddled with holes and his veins would be broken.

It's better to enter the gate of God and forget everything to be at ease......

But...he couldn't bear it.

Lin Qingbai closed her eyes, stepped forward in two steps, and jumped down from the waterfall. The white gauze all over her body was flying in the air like smoke, accompanied by the sound of water crashing, dancing gracefully.

The three people next to him didn't expect Lin Qingbai to jump so simply. The old man in green panicked and rushed forward two steps, trying to grab Lin Qingbai's arm, but only touched the hem of Lin Qingbai's thin and gauzy clothes.

No one else.

He was furious, and turned around to lose his temper at the old man in blue: "We have waited for thousands of years!!! We have waited for thousands of years for this person to come, and it will be a performance if he steps in the door!!! Tell himWhat a digging waterfall!!!”

"...."

"You too, what are you talking about with him?! Just knock him out and bring him in, and it's over!"

"This... I didn't expect him to really jump..."

"You two pay me for my performance!"

Lin Qingbai opened his eyes abruptly, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

It was still the familiar bedroom.

The black ceiling and red curtains are just like the happy color on the bed during a big wedding...

This is Yan Qiusi's bedroom.

Lin Qingbai's Adam's apple rolled, and he slowly turned his head to look over.

It should be noon, the demons could hardly get out of the sun, the sun shone in through the window, cast shadows on the ground, and flying dust floated in the air.

Lin Qingbai lived in Yan Qiusi's dormitory for many days, this was the first time he saw sunlight in the always dark dormitory.

But the difference is that in the past, every time Lin Qingbai woke up from illness, he would see Yan Qiusi guarding his bedside.

Whether in the mortal world or in the fairy world.

This time, the people guarding him in the dormitory were not Yan Qiusi, but He Fangleng and Mu Yan.

The two of them were sitting in the sunshine in front of the table, playing bamboo cards, so absorbed in their game that even Lin Qingbai didn't notice when he woke up.

He Fangling didn't know what card was played, he should have won, raised his eyebrows at Mu Yan, Mu Yan threw the cards in his hand onto the table, propped his chin with both hands angrily, and puffed his mouth.

Under the light and shadow, the girl's angry eyebrows became much more vivid.

Lin Qingbai's mind was in chaos, and he looked at the two of them for a long time before saying: "Where is Yan Qiusi?"

Hearing Lin Qingbai's voice, the individual paused and turned around suddenly to look at Lin Qingbai.

Mu Yan threw down the newly issued bamboo token, and threw herself in front of Lin Qingbai, her red face that was angry just now turned into tears, and she looked at Lin Qingbai with flushed eyes and said, "Master!"...... You finally woke up...... Do you know how long you have been in a coma......"

Lin Qingbai didn't care how long he had been in a coma, he propped himself up with one hand, and asked again: "Where is Yan Qiusi......"

His voice trembled, and his slender fingers tightly grasped the bed sheet. Every word he said seemed to push himself to the cliff step by step. As long as he took a step forward, he wouldTo pieces.

He Fangling shook his head, and sighed in a pretentious manner: "Oh, brother..."

Lin Qingbai's heart tightened suddenly, he couldn't care about anything for a moment, he threw off the quilt, and was about to rush outside.

But his body was weak, and he was anxious. Before he could take two steps, his legs suddenly went limp, and he almost fell to his knees.

Mu Yan was standing beside Lin Qingbai, with sharp eyesight and quick hands, she supported Lin Qingbai's body, turned her head to stare at He Fangleng, and said angrily, "Master, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

"just kidding......."

He Fangling also didn't expect Lin Qingbai to react so much. He bent over and said with a playful smile: "Senior brother, I'm just joking... Yan Qiusi is doing well, stronger than a cow,Anywhere is fine, don't worry about him."

Speaking of which, He Fangling was still afraid that Lin Qingbai would not believe him, so he walked quickly to the balcony of the bedroom, and pushed hard on the wooden door of the balcony with both hands.

Yan Qiusi should have rarely opened that wooden door before, but later Lin Qingbai was locked here, and Yan Qiusi put an enchantment on all the places that could lead to the outside world, including these two wooden doors.

So Lin Qingbai never opened this door.

The wooden door was heavy, and there was still some dust on it. With the strength of He Fangleng's hand, the wooden door creaked heavily on the ground, and the sunlight came in through the gap.

Until the wooden door was fully opened, a large swath of sunlight mercilessly shone in, and under the bright sun, you could still see flying dust in the air.

He Fang pouted his chin outward, and said to Lin Qingbai, "Look, senior brother, where is he?"

Lin Qingbai supported the side of the bed with one hand, stood up slowly, and walked to the door of the balcony with Mu Yan's support.

The light outside the door was dazzling, Lin Qingbai was wearing a pale inner shirt, standing at the door, as if he was outside the divine door in his dream just now.

The white light was still the same, but this time Lin Qingbai looked outside through the light, and what he saw was not an empty white light, but a few figures flying lightly in the air...

At the same time, He Fanglen's voice sounded.

He said: "I really admire Yan Qiusi. A bowl-sized scar was gouged out on his chest. He woke up that night and was alive and kicking within two days..."

"Brother, you were going to scare us to death that day, we really thought you were going to die in the barrier with Yan Qiusi......"

He Fangling's voice echoed in Lin Qingbai's ears, and Lin Qingbai's Adam's apple rolled. Looking at the group of people and seeing the familiar shadows among them, the pain in his heart gradually calmed down, and he asked in a trembling voice: ".......what are they doing?"

The white light in front of his eyes disappeared, and Lin Qingbai could see clearly.

He saw Xuan Che, Mo Yuluo, Fang Hua, Feng Wan, and... that person...

These young people seem to have inexhaustible energy forever, and none of them know what to do. They are flying quickly in the air, shouting and making noise, you bump into me, I scold you, as if they are catching a blackthing.

The floating light fell on the shoulders of several people, illuminating the dancing people as lightly as birds.

"They're catching ghosts," He Fangleng replied.

"Catch Ruogui...why do you want to catch Ruogui?"

"Brother, do you still remember what happened that day... I

Let me tell you..."

From the descriptions of He Fangleng and Muyan, Lin Qingbai learned what happened when he was asleep.

On that day, the magic circle of becoming a god was ignited, and Yan Qiusi gouged out the soul pill.

He didn't have a heart, but now he lost his soul pill, and his life was on the verge of disappearing, but Lin Qingbai hugged Yan Qiusi, bursting out all his mana, preventing the soul pill from entering his body.

The confrontation between the magic circle and Lin Qingbai ended up hurting both sides.

The magic circle shattered, Lin Qingbai was seriously injured, and then the soul pill returned to Yan Qiusi's body.

And because Lin Qingbai's body absorbed part of the golden light of the Soul Pill, his life can last for a while.

Lin Qingbai's expression did not change when he heard this.

Mu Yan put a cloak on his shoulders, he closed the cloak, lowered his eyelashes, and repeated in a soft voice: "It can last for a while... that's okay......that's enough...."

Seeing Lin Qingbai's indifferent expression, Mu Yan knew that Lin Qingbai had misunderstood.

She immediately said: "Master, where is it, you have a soul pill now! You will never lose your soul again! Don't listen to the uncle who is panting."

Lin Qingbai suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Mu Yan.

Standing by the railing, Mu Yan smiled and said to him with eyes crooked: "Ghost eyes, Master!"

Lin Qingbai was startled, and tightened his fingers holding the cloak tightly.

His eyes glowed, and his heart began to beat rapidly at this moment, like a spring revived, and pieces of green grass reflecting the light grew in the wasteland.

"Ghost eyes..."

"Yes, Master, have you forgotten?! We still have ghost eyes!"

Mu Yan's eyes turned red with joy when she said this, and her voice couldn't restrain her excitement: "In order to save you, the Demon Emperor cut out the ghost eye from Ruogui's sword hilt, and captured the princess of the witch clan to refine it for you.Soul pill, now the soul pill in your body is ghost eyes! Why are so many people trying to catch Ruogui!"

"Because it was robbed of the Ghost Eye, I was angry, and I didn't want to be the magic weapon of the Demon Emperor anymore, so I wanted to defect! In order to catch him, the senior brother and the Demon Emperor have been arresting him for three days and three nights!"

Yeah, ghost eyes....

And ghost eyes.......

And ghost eyes.......

Ghost eyes can be his soul pill......

Lin Qingbai lowered his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

The sockets of his eyes were sore when he smiled, and his eyes were full of tears. He raised his hand to cover his heart, and felt the soul pill rotating and braking in his body, continuously providing nutrients for his body.

Neither he nor his Ann will leave again.

Finally, he raised his head, his eyes were red and he looked into the distance.

The light falls on the top of the mountain, and the spring breeze is warm.

On this day, he finally saw the sunshine of the demons, saw the endless smiles on the faces of his apprentices, and saw... his An'er turned around and looked back across the valley.The bright sun looked at him.

Yan Qiusi paused for a moment, stunned on the spot, then raised a big smile, raised his hand and waved at Lin Qingbai twice, and shouted: "Master!"

He ran towards him, the light on his shoulder.

He runs fast, very fast.

It seems that in the three worlds, there are only the two of them, and nothing else.

He has crossed the light, the wind, all the obstacles, all the love and hate, all the years.

Like it has been done countless times.

Without hesitation, he rushed to his master——

Embracing his master——

Although Lin Qingbai already had a soul pill, the soul pill made by Ghost Eye is still very different from his original soul pill.

Coupled with Lin Qingbai's poor health, he recuperated in the demon clan for a full month before his body gradually recovered.

But Lin Qingbai really didn't want to rest any more.

During this month, Yan Qiusi was like a big dog shaking his head, standing in front of him every day, surrounding him during the day

He fed and massaged Lin Qingbai, held Lin Qingbai to sleep at night, warmed Lin Qingbai's body like a stove, hugged her tightly, and never left her day and night.

That's nothing yet.

The most important thing is that Liang Yaochu came to treat Lin Qingbai's pulse every day, but she and Yan Qiusi didn't like each other..

Every time Lin Qingbai was arguing, he had a headache and a stomachache.

But fortunately, now Yan Qiusi has gradually learned to control the killing intent.

Every time, Lin Qingbai just needs to see Yan Qiusi raising his hand to call Ruogui to cut Liang Yaochu, he will cover his heart, or his stomach, and take a light breath of air...

All it takes is this breath, and Yan Qiusi will immediately withdraw his edge.

Any murderous aura, any hostility has dissipated.

He didn't even care that Liang Yaochu was still standing aside, and immediately rushed to his master's bedside, and asked softly with worried eyes: "Master, what's wrong with you? Is it a heartache or a stomachache?"

As soon as Lin Qingbai said what was wrong with him, the little dog would carefully hug Lin Qingbai, and massage Lin Qingbai's sore spot with warm hands.

If Lin Qingbai didn't push him away, his hands wouldn't touch Lin Qingbai's soft body at all, and he wouldn't even remember that Liang Yaochu existed.

After Lin Qingbai recovered a lot and was able to walk on the ground, Yan Qiusi was willing to let Liang Yaochu back to the Wu Clan.

And Lin Qingbai's three little apprentices are leaving too.

Because Lin Qingbai didn't want to go back to the Immortal Clan, He Fangling had already gone back to take charge of the overall situation. Lin Qingbai's three apprentices insisted on staying in the Demon Clan for a month because they were worried about Lin Qingbai.

On the day of departure, Mu Yan's eyes were red, she grabbed Lin Qingbai's sleeve and talked for a long time.

She also said at the end that after He Fangling brought Xiliangu's body back, he still planned to hold a grand funeral for Xiliangu and bury it in the Xianling Mausoleum.

After hearing this, Lin Qingbai was silent for a long time, and finally said in a hoarse voice: "Okay... I won't go..."

The relationship between him and Xi Liangu is too complicated.

They have grown up together since childhood, thousands of years.

They used to practice martial arts together under the locust poplar tree in the fairy world, and listened to the teachings of the master together. If they did something wrong, they would kneel in front of the hall of the master together.

There was family affection and trust between them, and they also supported and helped each other.

Thousands of years of things, as long as Lin Qingbai is willing to think about it, he can't finish thinking about it for a few days and nights, but Lin Qingbai doesn't want to think about it, and he doesn't want to read it anymore.

People change.

He didn't know when Xiliangu changed from that smiling senior sister back then to an unscrupulous demon queen.

But since people change, let's change with him.

For a while, everyone who should leave left, and the demons who had been noisy for a month suddenly became quiet again.

Yan Qiusi finally started to deal with Yuehui and Princess Qing's affairs.

Although Lin Qingbai didn't say anything, he could tell that Yan Qiusi was a little depressed when he mentioned this matter.

That night, Yan Qiusi tossed and tossed on the bed with Lin Qingbai in his arms all night, causing Lin Qingbai to be sweating profusely, exhausted, lying on the bed unable to move.

Later, Yan Qiusi lay beside Lin Qingbai and rubbed his waist. Lin Qingbai was so tired and groggy that he could not open his eyes as he leaned on Yan Qiusi's shoulder, and asked with half-closed eyes: "...How do you plan to arrange Yuehui and Princess Qing?"

According to the tradition of the Mozu, General Yue and Princess Qing sacrificed their lives for the righteousness of the Mozu, so they must hold a grand funeral and bury them generously.

Yan Qiusi was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "...there will be no burial."

Lin Qingbai opened his eyes, looked at Yan Qiusi, and did not speak.

Yan Qiusi held his hand even tighter, he closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "If you are buried, you are really dead..."

Lin Qingbai immediately understood what Yan Qiusi meant.

When he died, Yan Qiusi did not bury him, but waited for him every day. After waiting for three hundred years, he really waited for Lin Qingbai to come back.

Perhaps, this time, Yan Qiusi also hopes to bring back the dead..

 …

Lin Qingbai felt sore in his heart, took a shallow breath, raised his arms to hug his little apprentice, and stroked Yan Qiusi's hair with his hands.

Dim candles swayed in the hall, and soon the bed and red curtains swayed too.

After a while, Lin Qingbai's uncontrollable groans and groans could be heard intermittently from the curtain, and there was a bit of crying when listening closely.

 …

This time Yan Qiusi tossed Lin Qingbai hard, Lin Qingbai's back hurt and his legs were weak, and he lay on the bed for another two days before his body recovered a little.

Yan Qiusi led him to a cave, and took Lin Qingbai's hand and walked all the way in through the cave entrance.

The cave is large, but there is nothing special about it.

If it is necessary to have it, it is to put a large coffin in the cave.

The coffin is made of ice crystals. From a distance, it looks like a piece of ice with blue light, emitting a glow in the dark cave.

When he got closer, he could see Yuehui and Princess Qing.

The two of them were dressed in wedding clothes, lying in the coffin with their eyes closed.

I don't know what kind of magic Yan Qiusi used on them. It has been a month, and the bodies of the two are still asleep, their eyes are slightly closed, their complexions are rosy, and their faces are beautiful.

Yan Qiusi slowly walked in front of the two, bent down and watched for a while.

His eyes were deep and focused.

After another long time, he suddenly lowered his head and laughed, and said in a low voice, "We can't be together when we're alive, but we can lie together when we die..."

Lin Qingbai clenched her hands tightly and stood still.

Later, Yan Qiusi didn't say anything more, he reached out and took out two bamboo weaving figures from the skirt.

The two laughing people were crookedly made up, and they were also wearing red clothes. They were ugly and short, but the smiles on their faces were made lifelike by Yan Qiusi, as if they were really happy....

This is a wedding gift that Yan Qiusi didn't have time to give.

Yan Qiusi placed the two villains in the coffin, between Yue Hui and Princess Qing.

The two villains are very close, holding hands.

Never separate again.

After Yan Qiusi finished all this, his Adam's apple rolled twice, but he didn't say a word, he just raised his hand and patted Yuehui's shoulder heavily, just like countless times before, they fought side by side,Running to different battlefields, Yan Qiusi patted Yuehui's shoulder heavily when his shoulders were intertwined.

It seems that this one shot can wish them a safe return and meet again.

After finishing all this, Yan Qiusi turned around and walked towards Lin Qingbai. He took Lin Qingbai's hand, and the two walked out of the cave together without looking back.

Today is another rare sunny day.

Yan Qiusi and Lin Qingbai stood at the entrance of the cave, looking up at the sun, no one took the first step.

Yan Qiusi suddenly said: "Master, I put you in this cave..."

This was the first time Lin Qingbai heard Yan Qiusi talk about the events of the year, he was short of breath, lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Yan Qiusi continued: "You said, since you can come back, then they..."

"Will be back."

Lin Qingbai firmly interrupted Yan Qiusi's words, he held Yan Qiusi's hand tightly, and said: "Life is reincarnation, thousands of years, as long as you are willing to wait, you will always come back.....”

Yan Qiusi was stunned for a while, and turned his head to look at his master's sharp-edged profile under the sun. After looking like this for a while, he suddenly smiled.

"Master, you are right."

"Thousands of years, as long as you are willing to wait, you will always come back..."

Another month has passed.

Yan Qiusi is a character who can't bear to be bored. He used this month to deal with the mess of the demons after the war, and then he wanted to take Lin Qingbai out for a tour of the mountains.

Lin Qingbai's health is not yet fully recovered, and he will become tired after walking for a long time.

The most important thing is that he knows that Yan Qiusi just wants to do that with him in a new place.

some things.

Yan Qiusi has been going too far recently, he didn't know where to get some gadgets for the couple's bed and bed, Lin Qingbai let him use it for the first time, since then he seems to be openopened the door to a new world.

That is, the more you use it, the more you like it, and the more you use it, the more you enjoy it.

Gradually, his unscrupulous gadgets are used more and more, and they are getting newer.

Several times he made Lin Qingbai tremble all over, with tears streaming down his face, he grabbed his hand and kept calling An'er, begging him for mercy.

Not only did he not stop, but it became more and more intense.

Lin Qingbai was a little angry, so naturally he would not agree to his request.

But within a few days, Yan Qiusi approached Lin Qingbai again, unlike before when he mentioned those mountains and rivers, this time he said with bright eyes: "Master, let's go to the mortal world and cultivateCome on, look at the way we came."

Look at the way you came....

Lin Qingbai was moved.

This time, as before, they set off from Judi Waterfall and arrived at the lake in the mountain behind Qingmo Temple.

The time when they arrived in the mortal world was in the morning, Sishi.

The lake is still the same lake as before, but the scenery beside the lake has changed.

In the past, there were luxuriant forests beside the lake, but from the lake, we could only see the top of Qingmo Temple through the forest.

Especially in the spring night, the moon is reflected on the top of the temple, accompanied by the rustling sound of insects in the woods, it is quiet and beautiful.

At that time, Yan Qiusi always liked to secretly come to the mountains to play with Lin Qingbai on his back. Even if there was no fun, he still liked to lie on the biggest branch in the forest, listen to the insects, and look at the moon in the sky, but my heart is full of endless hatred.

Hatred for the common people, hatred for the entire dynasty.

Now there are scattered mountain households living by the lake, and most of the trees on the mountain have disappeared, and they have been converted into a place for growing crops.

Lin Qingbai and Yan Qiusi glanced at each other, then continued to walk towards Qingmo Temple.

Three hundred years later, Qingmo Temple is still there, but it has also changed.

The small temple in the past has been overthrown and rebuilt several times, and it has become a five-storey large temple.

Today is not a holiday, but there is still an endless stream of people coming and going to the temple, even a little crowded.

Lin Qingbai and Yan Qiusi were walking on this road, Yan Qiusi was afraid that passers-by would bump into Lin Qingbai, so he blocked Lin Qingbai's outside.

For three hundred years, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and even people's attire has changed.

People in the Fu Dynasty like to wear light-colored gauze clothing, especially girls, who are mostly in light pink, light yellow and light blue colors, and delicate and delicate are the beauty.

But today's mortals wear brightly colored brocade robes, and women even wear intricate hair accessories, colorful rouge, and various flower petals dotted between their eyebrows.

Lin Qingbai and Yan Qiusi walked side by side on this road, when they passed by the gate of Qingmo Temple, Lin Qingbai looked around, and suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Xi'an back then.

It was snowing that day, and Xi An was still young, thin and small, almost as tall as Lin Qingbai's knees.

Lin Qingbai just gave him a steaming meat bun, and he followed Lin Qingbai all the way, stepping on the snow with bare feet.

At that time, Lin Qingbai only thought that this child was not afraid that he was a bad person, and that a bun was willing to follow him.

So silly, so naive.

Only later did he realize that the stupid and naive person was him.

It's just that for some reason, in the past, it was like the unforgivable memories engraved in the bones, but now they are all passed away, leaving only the dust scattered by the wind, and have long since ignored it.

Lin Qingbai was thinking like this, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Do you still remember the first time you met me in the mortal world, it was here."

Yan Qiusi naturally remembered, he said, "I remember."

Lin Qingbai asked again: "What did you think when you met me for the first time?"

Yan Qiusi was stunned for a moment, and said: "...Master, don't be angry if I tell you."

Lin Qing said without changing his face, "I'm not angry."

Yan Qiusi smiled, and just told the truth

Li: "At that time, I thought that you are a prince who is almost twenty years old, and you are so powerful. Why are you so easy to deceive? I saw Master at that time..."

Unexpectedly, Yan Qiusi hadn't finished his sentence when he saw his master's expression darkened, he shook off his hand, turned around and walked forward quickly.

Yan Qiusi's complexion changed, and he immediately followed up quickly, trying to make amends: "But later I knew that Master is kind!"

Lin Qingbai still ignored him.

"If it weren't for Master's kindness, I would have starved to death in the snow!"

"..."

"If Master didn't take me in at that time, how could I have met such a good Master!"

"..."

But no matter how Yan Qiusi seeks love, Lin Qingbai doesn't want to talk to him.

Later, Yan Qiusi also became anxious, he pulled Lin Qingbai past him, looked at his master seriously with a pair of deep black eyes, and said eagerly: "Master, if you hadn't been kind-hearted back then, you would have killed Lin Qingbai in the heavy snow."I brought it back to the palace, I am afraid that I am now floating in hatred, or that demon emperor Yan Qiusi who doesn't know what kindness is, it was my fault back then, I lied to Master, Master, can you forgive me......"

The surrounding wind and human voices seemed to fade away at this moment.

This is the first time in a long time that Yan Qiusi asked Lin Qingbai for forgiveness seriously and attentively...

For what he did in the mortal world back then, ask Lin Qingbai to forgive me...

In the past, Lin Qingbai would have seriously thought about whether to forgive or not.

But now, what qualifications does he have to forgive Yan Qiusi?

Without him, Yan Qiusi wouldn't even have to go through these hardships.

What is the ups and downs of hatred?

Without him, Yan Qiusi might not even have hatred in his life!

What qualifications does he have to forgive others...

Seeing Lin Qingbai's eyes drooping, Yan Qiusi also understood what Lin Qingbai was thinking, he raised his hand and hugged Lin Qingbai into his arms and said: "Master, the past is not important anymore, I only know youYes, my master is also my wife, and I will treat you well in the future."

Lin Qingbai's face turned red when he heard the second part of Yan Qiusi's words. He raised his head and saw the passers-by around him looking at them.

He pushed Yan Qiusi away, and reprimanded him in a low voice: "Nonsense!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Qingbai ignored Yan Qiusi, turned around and left with red ears, waved his sleeves.

Yan Qiusi coaxed his master, but it was as if he hadn't.

He followed behind his master, went up to grab his master's hand, and pulled his master to shake it off.

"Master, don't be angry with me..."

Pull it again, and his master will shake it again.

"Master, I was wrong..."

The two of them walked to the original gate of Prince Yun's mansion just like that, and stood still.

The Prince Yun's Mansion has long since ceased to be a restaurant, with bustling diners coming and going, and the business is booming.

Xiao Eryi, who was soliciting guests outside, saw Lin Qingbai and Yan Qiusi standing outside the door, immediately warmly greeted them, and took them to the inn.

The two couldn't refuse, so they went in for lunch.

They were sitting in the same position as the desk table in Lin Qingbai's dormitory.

Back then, he and Yan Qiusi sat opposite each other countless times, and sat at the desk to eat.

Today, the cases are not the same as they were back then, the palace is not the same as it was back then, and the surroundings have already changed.

Only the two of them, who have crossed countless dynasties and countless people, can still sit opposite each other as they did back then.

How could they have thought that they would still have today.

How dare you think?How to expect?

After finishing their lunch, the two of them walked out of the restaurant, but they all looked back at the past......

If it was in the mortal world, Aunt Lian and Hongyue were the ones they couldn't let go of the most.

It's just that three hundred years have passed.

Ordinary people like Aunt Lian and Hongyue

, has long been buried in the long river of time, and even a cemetery that want to worship has returned to ashes and dust, and can't find it anywhere.

It happened that there was a bookstore opposite the restaurant.

Yan Qiusi walked over and asked, "Boss, do you have all the books here?"

The boss was a middle-aged man in his forties, holding a cattail fan in his hand. Hearing this, he stood up from the reclining chair and immediately said: "Quan! There is no bookstore more complete than my house in this area of a hundred miles!"

Yan Qiusi said: "Help find a history book that records the Fu Dynasty."

"Fuchao..." The boss was embarrassed when he heard this. He scratched his head with the handle of his cattail fan, looked around and said, "Which dynasty is Fuchao...."

"Three hundred years ago." Lin Qingbai said calmly.

"Three hundred years ago?!" The boss turned pale with shock, and quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, who cares about what happened three hundred years ago now, why don't you take a look at the popular books I have here, all of themThey are the best sellers.”

Books with colorful covers are placed in front of the bookstall.

Lin Qingbai and Yan Qiusi didn't care about these books, they turned around and were about to leave when suddenly a man driving a donkey cart came to the bookstall and shouted loudly: "Old Li, are there any waste books today?"ah"

"Yes——" Lao Li immediately poked his head out and said, "Wait a minute, I'll take it out for you."

It didn't take long for Lao Li to take out a stack of old books from the bookstore, and put them panting on the back of the donkey cart. After a deal between the two, the man drove the donkey cart away.

That man should be specialized in collecting waste books. There were already a lot of tattered and rotten books in the back of the donkey cart. As he drove the cart forward, a yellowed old book flew out of the donkey cart.

Yan Qiusi stepped forward, bent down and picked up the book.

This book should have been unavailable for a long time, and there are holes in the pages where insects can eat.

The cover reads: Unofficial history of all dynasties.

Yan Qiusi quickly flipped through a few pages with his thumb, and finally found the record about Fu Chao in a page that was gnawed and torn by bugs.

As for the heart-piercing love and hatred between the two of them back then, it was just a few words in the history books.

——In the twelfth year of Kuangyuan, General Xi, an apprentice of King Yun, rebelled, but failed. In the same year, King Yun died.

 …

It turns out that they have already been buried in these three hundred years...

There is no trace of that year in the mortal world, and the two of them just wandered around for a day before arriving in the cultivation world.

It has only been a year since Lin Qingbai and Yan Qiusi left the cultivation world, but the cultivation world has not changed.

Everything remains the same.

They first came to Lin Qingbai's home, the Lin Mansion.

After Li Niang and her son Lin Luo were killed by Yan Qiusi, Master Lin seems to have found a new love.

Lin Qingbai and Lin Qingbai stood at the gate of the Lin Mansion, and they heard the laughter of the two people in the mansion.

Master Lin is better off than before without them

Lin Qingbai slowly withdrew the hand that was about to knock on the door, turned around and said to Yan Qiusi: "Let's go..."

Yan Qiusi didn't know why, but still followed Lin Qingbai.

They went to the gates of Mushan Academy and Xiuxian Academy.

It was the time for class, and there was the sound of reading books on one side of the road, and the sound of martial arts being hit by blunt objects on the other.

The children were all in class, so Lin Qingbai and Yan Qiusi sat in front of the roadside tea stall and had a rest.

They walked for a while, and Lin Qingbai sat on a hard stool, feeling a little pain in his waist.

He lowered his head, propped his hands behind his waist, and took a light breath of cold air.

Yan Qiusi was originally focused on looking at the people passing by, but when he heard Lin Qingbai's weak inhalation, he immediately turned his head, knowing that his master was not feeling well.

"Master." Yan Qiusi put down his cup and called out in a low voice.

Lin Qingbai's chin drooped slightly, her hair fell on her shoulders, her eyelashes trembled, she bit her lip, and said two words softly: "Back pain..."

Yan Qiusi's heart trembled, and he didn't care that he was outside now.

Putting his hands behind Lin Qingbai's slender waist, he wrapped his hands around his master's soft and cool body, and put his wrists on Lin Qingbai's stiff and twitching back to rub gently.

There were a lot of people around, Lin Qingbai leaned his chest on the table, and snuggled into Yan Qiusi's arms, his head was lowered, his face was a little red, and he subconsciously wanted to break free.

But the child Yan Qiusi knew his body too well, and as soon as he touched Lin Qingbai's waist with his palm, he melted the hard ice behind his waist.

It's warm and comfortable.

He couldn't bear to leave.

Yan Qiusi is thick-skinned, he doesn't care about other people's eyes at all, he hugs Lin Qingbai as if no one else is there, while rubbing, he still sticks to Lin Qingbai's ear and asks in a low voice: "Master, are you feeling better?" …”

"Master, is it still hurting..."

"Master, if you feel badly, I'll take you back to the inn to rest..."

Yan Qiusi only has Lin Qingbai in his eyes.

However, from the eyes of outsiders, it was the two men hugging each other crookedly.

Lin Qingbai reprimanded him: "Keep your voice down!"

But even though he said that, Lin Qingbai's earlobes turned even redder, his heart was as warm as if it was roasted on the stove, it was soft and melted, and his waist unconsciously rubbed against Yan Qiusi's palm.

He couldn't do without Yan Qiusi, so he thought that Zuo Buqi was in the realm of comprehension, no one knew him, and no one saw him when he lowered his head.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingbai slightly bent down and breathed a sigh of relief.

But he didn't finish his breath, the Mushan Academy and the Xiuxian Academy in front of him closed at the same time, and when the gate opened, the disciples rushed out with a coaxing sound!

Lin Qingbai panicked, sat up straight immediately, and raised his hand to push Yan Qiusi away.

Yan Qiusi was caught off guard, his body was swayed by his master's push, the small bench was unstable, and he sat down on the ground with a plop.

"Master..." Yan Qiusi was aggrieved.

Lin Qingbai ignored him, staring fixedly into the distance.

Although he has transformed now, he used to be the teacher of Mu Shan Academy after all, he leaned in Yan Qiusi's arms in front of others, he covered his ears and steals the bell, and he didn't care if he didn't care.

But not in front of his disciples.

Those children were still young, Yan Qiusi was the only apprentice he brought up who was a bad student, already a misfortune for the teacher, the other children still had to follow the right path.

Those children slipped away as soon as school was over, and after a while Lin Qingbai saw some familiar people.

Su Boyuan, Ji Mengtao, Du Xiangyu.

The three of them stood by the side of the road, seemingly waiting for someone.

After a while, Shao Yunfan and several children from Mushan Academy also came out. They walked in front of Su Boyuan and the others, holding a stack of papers in their hands.He asked, "Have you got any news?"

"No."

"Is there any news from your side?"

"nor......."

Several people were dejected, Shao Yunfan slapped the paper in his hand, and said: "It's been a year! The whole cultivation world has been searched, where can these living people go! Could it be that they are not in the cultivation world?!"

Upon hearing this, the other three people who had seen Yan Qiu's judicial power suddenly fell silent.

After a while, Du Xiangyu said: "Let's go, we'll go to the old place today..."

A few people took the list in their hands and walked into the crowded alley.

Someone handed out a list, someone posted stickers on the wall, and even Su Boyuan, whose eyes were above the top, was standing by the side of the road. When he was looking for someone, he stuffed a list into the person's hand and said in an icy voice: "Please pay attention to the pictures on the picture.people."

"Excuse me, have you ever met this man?"

Some of the passers-by ignored them, and some picked up the list and looked at it, shaking their hands.

At this moment, a little boy suddenly came over. He walked up to Su Boyuan and tugged at Su Boyuan's clothes, and said weakly, "Brother, is this your purse..."

Su Boyuan lowered his head and saw the little boy holding a blue money bag in his hand.

Exactly his.

Su Boyuan nodded, took the purse, took out a spirit stone from it, and handed it to the little boy.

But the little boy didn't dare to take it, he took two steps back, waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I didn't pick this up, it was picked up by my two older brothers over there, they already bought me candy....”

After speaking, the little boy sniffed and pointed to the other side of the road.

Among the shadows of people in the distance, Su Boyuan looked along the boy's fingers and vaguely saw their backs.

Those two people had gone far away, only one could be seen in black clothes and the other in white clothes, their backs were far away, their clothes were fluttering in the air, and they had a fairy dust aura that was incompatible with the mortal world.

Su Boyuan was shocked in his heart, he hurried two steps forward and was about to chase after him, but he saw that the two people were buried in the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Su Boyuan stood there blankly, staring blankly for a while, and suddenly remembered something, he lowered his head and quickly opened the money bag, only to see an extra note in the money bag.

He took out the note, spread the note with his thumb and forefinger, his fingertips trembling.

But he saw the handwriting on the note was beautiful and familiar.

——The Cangshan Mountain is high and far away, the edge passes through a layer, the road ahead is long, goodbye.

Lin Qingbai and Yan Qiusi wandered around the mortal world and the world of comprehension. People who should see saw it, and things that should be remembered were also remembered.

It was night when they returned to the Demon Race.

As soon as Lin Qingbai and Yan Qiusi arrived at the gate of the Demon City, they heard the noise inside the city.

At the same time, there are brightly lit lights all over the city, stall owners on the side of the road inside the city gate are selling lanterns, and sky lanterns rise slowly along the sky.

The night sky is dotted with moon, and the lights are dazzling.

Lin Qingbai paused, and stood at the intersection in a daze.

In his memory, the night of the Demon Race has always been quiet. At night, only the rustling of the cold wind and the howling of monsters at night can be heard from time to time, which only makes people feel intimidated.

Even if the gates of the Demon Clan were opened, no one from other clans would dare to visit.

Today, however, everything is different.

This place is like the Shangyuan Festival in the mortal world, and also like the Lantern Festival in Peony City in the cultivation world.

People were playing in the street in groups. Children dressed in red, holding lanterns in their hands, ran and jumped happily. The adults chased after them and shouted: "Slow down, slow down."

The family reunion is very lively.

"This is..." Lin Qingbai turned around and looked at Yan Qiusi.

Yan Qiusi slightly raised his chin and glanced at Lin Qingbai, and said proudly: "This is the Lantern Festival of our demon clan."

Lin Qingbai was silent for a while, and said: "I remember that the demons don't have this festival."

"..."

Yan Qiusi was punctured by Lin Qingbai's words, his brows twitched twice, and he said domineeringly: "I am the Demon Emperor, and they will celebrate whatever festival I said! Who would dare not obey?!"

Lin Qingbai glanced at him speechlessly, turned around and walked forward on his own, ignoring him.

Yan Qiusi followed Lin Qingbai, ran two steps, grabbed his master's hand, frowned, took Lin Qingbai's slender hand, and said, "Why are your hands so cold? Are you cold?Master?"

Lin Qingbai shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Yan Qiusi took Lin Qingbai's waist with one hand, letting him lean against him, and with the other hand, he held Lin Qingbai's hand in his palm to warm it.

In fact, as long as Yan Qiusi was by Lin Qingbai's side, within a short while, Lin Qingbai's illnesses and pains would be healed, and his body would warm up.

"Take a lookbeautiful lanterns, beautiful lanterns"

"Come here, take a look—all jade bracelets and jewelry——"

"Various colors, various styles, you can choose——"

The cries on the side of the road are endless, even a little noisy, but all of these are melted into the bustling and lively city, but the scenery is warm, like hot wine in the throat, making Lin Qingbai's heart full of warmthHe swelled, his footsteps were erratic, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously evoked a faint smile.

It was a long road, and the two of them walked side by side, through the noisy and crowded streets, through the lights

The bright and long road is like when he and Xi An met each other back then, and walked through the disputes and hardships in the mortal world, and it also seems that he and Qin An accompanied each other, and walked through the dazed friendship in the realm of comprehension.

It's more like now, he and Yan Qiusi have gone through love and hatred, and they will hold hands together in the end, going through many years in the future.

"Kings!"

"Your Majesty! Immortal Venerable! Come quickly! Come quickly!"

Fang Hua's brisk voice sounded in his ears, and Lin Qingbai came back to his senses and looked over, and saw Fang Hua standing by the river beach waving at them.

Standing beside Feng Wan, Xiao Bai, and many demon people with lanterns in the air.

They all changed from the dark colors they used to wear in the past, but wore light-colored and bright-colored clothes.

The full moon reflects the water by the river beach, the waves are rippling, and the sky lanterns in the sky are like stars in the night sky, adding several colors to tonight.

Yan Qiusi pulled Lin Qingbai forward, took over the largest sky lantern that several people had prepared for them, and then Yan Qiusi handed a brush to Lin Qingbai.

He looked at Lin Qingbai and said with a smile, "Master, this time you can write down your wish."

Lin Qingbai's hand holding the brush was trembling.

It turned out that Yan Qiusi had always remembered...

They have released sky lanterns twice, but each time they have regrets.

For the first time in the mortal world, he was tempted first, and he wanted to set off lanterns with Xi An, but was interrupted by the sudden riot in the city, and he died without illness.

The second time in the world of comprehension, Qin An had him in his heart, but he forgot the past. Although the two of them put up sky lanterns, he had no wish or desire in his heart, and he didn't put a penny on the paper lantern.

Still sorry.

This is the third time. They were born in the fairy world, and they want to end all the regrets of the past on this paper sky lantern.

Yan Qiusi wrote quickly, and when he finished writing, he tilted his head and looked at his master.

Lin Qingbai wrote very seriously, and Yan Qiusi read it more seriously.

The warm light from the sky lantern reflected on Lin Qingbai's face, softening his sharp-edged profile a lot, and the fluff on his face seemed to be lightly golden.

His brows were slightly frowned, and the lights reflected in his eyes, like peach blossoms soaked in peach blossom wine. …

That trembled Yan Qiusi's heart.

Finally, Lin Qingbai finished writing the last stroke, put away the pen, and relaxed his eyebrows. The next second, Yan Qiusi came forward and kissed his lips.

The familiar aura rushed towards his face, making Lin Qingbai kiss at a loss, and stood there dumbfounded.

Yan Qiusi's kisses are always so unexpected, Lin Qingbai's heart churns, and his fingertips tremble uncontrollably.

The waves of the river and the sea, the voices of people rushing, seem to have faded at this moment.

The sky lantern came out.

The ink and pen are flying, the white paper and silk, with the three hundred years that the two will never forget, and the love that the two will never leave, fly to the sky, and blend into the brilliant lights and stars in the sky.

——The long road is long, hope to hold hand, level thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, cross the sea of dust, go through the twilight and twilight, and stay with me in the future, never leave.

——I want Master to only see me in his eyes and only me in his heart.

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