I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

In the middle of the night, the sound of crunching snow could be heard in the small courtyard covered with snow.

Someone staggered over and carried the man in red who had fainted in the hay back to the house.

The person who had been unconscious for a long time was as cold as ice. He was wrapped in two thick quilts like rice dumplings, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

"..." A sigh melted into the darkness.

Yu Huaiyin extinguished the candle on the table. In a blink of an eye, light fell on the smashed walnut shells, and the dried blood spattered on them was faintly visible.

"I still forgot about you." Yu Huaiyin sat on the bed with his back against the wall. He closed his eyes in the darkness. After being blind, other senses will be more sensitive.

He hesitated for a moment, then put his fingertips against Liangchi's jawbone. After tracing the shape in his mind, he slowly moved to his eyebrows. After stopping here for a moment, he touched all the way down to the straight bridge of his nose and slightly chapped lips. ... He was like a craftsman holding a carving knife for the first time, clumsily and carefully measuring inch by inch the outline he wanted to carve into his heart.

After he had written it down, he felt exhausted like a mountain and a sea, and could not tolerate any more struggle, so he had to fall asleep.

Liangce seemed to have slept for a long time. He was woken up by himself coughing. When he woke up, it was already bright outside. The warm sunshine shone on his face, which made him feel very dazzling. There were birds chirping in his ears. He screamed, dragging his bones as if he was drunk, to the window, thinking that he was dreaming.

Because although the familiar courtyard has not changed, it is already spring.

Strange, he obviously slept in the snow last night, how could it be... could he be dead?

Liangce frowned, cursing himself that he was really useless and couldn't even live for three months, but suddenly he felt a breeze blowing in his face, carrying a few elegant white flowers and falling on his shoulders.

It’s Master! Liangce noticed someone in the courtyard, so he hurried out and saw a piece of sky-green clothes hanging on a tree trunk.

The ginkgo tree in the white snow disappeared, replaced by white pears with flourishing branches. The mottled sunlight shone through the tree branches on the land that had been drizzled. The warm wind became the urchin who shook the tree and played, causing A crown full of pear blossoms trembles and falls, which is worse than the falling snow.

However, the man leaning on the tree was holding a jar of freshly opened wine and drinking alone. The wine was scarlet, and when poured on the man's thin lips, it gave off a moist light, lining an excessively fair face. Breathtakingly beautiful.

He was drinking blood, and Liangce thought that in the past few days, Yu Huaiyin had to eat pig blood porridge every time. He thought that this person was possessed by the devil in the Five Zang Temple and could no longer appreciate the taste of worldly things.

No one spoke for a while.

Yu Huaiyin took a few more sips of wine and saw that the person standing under the eaves was motionless. He suddenly smiled brightly and toothily. He folded a pear blossom and handed it to the direction of the good book, as if to say: This is for you.

The man in red clothes still didn't move, and his expression was as usual, but Yu Huaiyin could still sense the anger and fear in his heart. He was also a little annoyed, but the smile on his face did not diminish, and a wisp of magic flowed from his fingertips. The breath wrapped around the flower branch in his palm, urging a few shy buds to bloom. In an instant, the pear blossoms bloomed brightly, and he sent the spring spirit forward again.

"I just heard that you were coughing badly. It must be the cold wind in the snow that caused you to suffer from cold syndrome. I used magic to summon spring for you. Are you happy to see it?" It was Yu Huaiyin who finally asked first.

The elder was grateful for the gift, so Liangce stepped forward and caught the pear branch. Unfortunately, he still didn't know what to say, because he knew that Yu Huaiyin had completely forgotten him.

They even had a fight yesterday and never said goodbye properly. How lucky was he not to die on the bed three months later. Instead, his bones were buried under this pear tree first.

A pair of eyes soaked in green shed tears silently.

"Your eyes -" Yu Huaiyin clicked his tongue. His eyes lit up as if he had seen something of great interest. He jumped down from the tree, but not to admire Liangce's pair of chrysoprase-like eyes. Instead of using his move, he slapped his palm with lightning speed, hitting Liangce directly in the face in an attempt to kill him.

But how could Liangce resist? He stood there straight and closed his eyes, but Yu Huaiyin's menacing palm suddenly stopped. With just the slightest distance, he would definitely die.

"You are a good person, right?" Yu Huai suppressed his murderous intent. He stretched out his two fingers and swept the eyebrows of the man in front of him, "You are indeed."

In fact, it's not like he doesn't remember anything. When he woke up this morning, he had heard the words in the shell. The voice told him that Liangce was a trustworthy person, and the person he was last night left a clear outline in his mind for the person he is today. He knows it when he touches it.

There was a trace of blood at the corner of Liangce's mouth. He was obviously injured by the remaining force of the palm just now. However, he felt Yu Huaiyin's wanton actions on his face. He opened his eyes and caught the opponent. wrist.

"Master, are you injured?" Liangzhi stared at the thin piece of cotton wrapped around Yu Huaiyin's wrist.

"I don't know how to do this." Yu Huaiyin spoke casually, but noticed that the young man who was a few points taller than him called him master. Then he remembered that the shell mentioned that they were master and apprentice, so he started Calling people unceremoniously, "Can you cook? I'm hungry."

"Yes." Liangzhi lowered his eyes and nodded, and he was able to overcome the difficulty of the "big devil" not knowing anyone so easily.

"Can you tell me about your eyes?" At the dinner table, Yu Huaiyin looked at the plates of strange bloody things brought by Liangce, and he smiled politely, saying that there was no need for them.

"It's a curse." Liang Ce poked a piece of blood tofu with his chopsticks, and then recounted the grudges between the wolf demon Shuhuai and the Liang royal family. After saying that, he looked at Yu Huaiyin tenderly as he once again demonstrated the peculiarity of his eyes.

It was an emotional depth. Yu Huaiyin looked at it and praised it greatly. He really liked it, "It's beautiful."

Facts have proved that why a person's heart has been moved, when he meets again, it is very likely that he will fall in love a second time.

"Master, where is the ginkgo tree?"

Dusk is approaching, and now they can watch the clouds instead of admiring the snow after tea and dinner.

"No more." Yu Huaiyin didn't know why he asked this. He said that the long flying catkins were just an illusion left by his predecessors, and they would naturally cease to exist after being dispersed by his demonic energy.

Liangce couldn't deny the answer. The green color in his eyes never faded, but this time Yu Huaiyin couldn't distinguish his emotions clearly. The feeling was too complicated.

The sun and the moon rotated rapidly, but Liangce couldn't sleep. Late at night, he was still thinking about the ginkgo tree, even counting the leaves one by one. He always felt that he had seen this tree before, not in the yard under the sea. , not in the Siming Dao Palace, but in a dark underground tomb. There was nothing in that place except for the terrifying coffins.

He was locked up alone inside, with no food or water to drink. He didn't dare to sleep. It seemed that once he fell asleep, there would be impermanent evil spirits coming to claim his life, or his fingers would be gnawed off by rats that came in from nowhere.

Liangce probably saw a ginkgo tree or a person in such a place, so he couldn't wait to run over and try to catch the shadow. It felt like wind was blowing under his feet, but when he got to the person, he hugged him hard. But there was only a gust of wind, nothing, no one was waiting for him.

Everything seemed to be a dream when he was about to die. The young man trapped in the underground palace might have died long ago. He suddenly turned around and saw the tablet with the word "Liang Ci" written on it. There was also a coffin behind the tablet. , and there was a corpse that looked exactly like him lying inside.