The years I was in the human world

"Xuefeng left Zhongting overnight?" Yaoguang inserted a golden hairpin into her hair in front of the mirror. The face in the mirror was stunningly beautiful, but it couldn't hide the scheming and calculation in her eyes. After getting the approval of her female official, she put down the pearl hairpin in her hand. The lonely moonlight outside sprinkled in, and Yaoguang chuckled, "I'm afraid she can't suppress the surging divine power in her body. Let's go to father."

At that time, Master Mingjing was meditating and regulating his breathing in his own residence. Under him was a huge formation with blood-red totems, emitting an ominous aura. The bells on Yaoguang's body rang with every step, and the movement could be heard from a long distance. He still closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, and said to his daughter who was walking slowly near him: "Yaoguang is here."

"Father." Yaoguang bowed respectfully, then stood up with a smug smile, "The God's Bone has been fully developed."

Hearing this, even the calm and composed Master Mingjing opened his eyes and looked at Yaoguang with a strange light in his eyes: "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Yaoguang smiled, also showing joy, "Although there were some problems in the middle, and the Snow Phoenix pushed the Red Phoenix, it did not affect the nourishment of the divine bone. Father, look, the stars in the sky are gradually moving, which is a sign that the divine bone will be born."

As soon as Yaoguang finished speaking, a Buddha holding Buddhist beads and with a compassionate look walked in from outside the door. It was Master Lingzhong. He first chanted the Buddha's name, then raised his eyes full of compassion and said something completely different: "The divine bones have appeared. Those who should leave should not be kept."

This means killing someone.

"But...what about the Grand Elder?" Yaoguang hesitated. Lu Zhouxue ran out of Zhongting by himself. They took the divine bone without anyone noticing. It would be best if he died outside. However, Yaoguang was a little afraid of Baili Changqing. "If he interferes, we may lose everything."

"Go ahead, Madam Pojun." Master Ling Zhong looked calm, having already guessed that Baili Changqing would not be able to intervene in this matter. "The Grand Elder has not yet recovered from his old injury, and a trip to Rongcheng is already the limit. He will go into seclusion again soon, so there is no need to worry."

"Am I coming at a bad time?" The young man's voice sounded silently, and the three were all startled. No one knew when the man who spoke had come. They only saw Gu Yin standing at the door, holding something in his hand, looking at the three with a half-smile.

"It turned out to be Master Gu Jian." Venerable Mingjing stroked his beard and said calmly. He and Master Lingzhong were both old foxes. Even though they knew that Gu Yin heard everything, they could still pretend that nothing happened. But Yaoguang frowned and looked at the newcomer with some vigilance.

Gu Yin was too lazy to play Tai Chi with the three of them, so he threw a piece of human skin in front of them, and cast a cold gaze on Master Mingjing, saying in a bad tone: "I wanted to ask you what's going on, but now it seems unnecessary."

Venerable Mingjing looked at the human skin on the ground with flickering eyes, sighed softly, and pretended to be embarrassed but had no choice. He said sincerely: "Since Gu Jianshen has been to Zhuyao Wilderness, he must know almost everything he should know."

"I am really surprised that Venerable Mingjing can still act like it is none of my business at this moment." Gu Yin sneered. Because when he saw Li Lanyin who had turned into a fierce ghost in Rongcheng, he became suspicious of the identity of Li Lanyin who claimed to have gone to Zhuyao Wild for recuperation. So he quietly checked secretly and found out that there was indeed a Li Lanyin in Zhuyao Wild, but he was just an empty shell in human skin. With one sword strike, the man's true face was revealed.

Gu Yin was not stupid. He knew that the people directly related to Li Lan's recovery from injuries were Master Ling Zhong and others, so he brought the human skin with him to find out the truth, but he didn't expect to hear such words. He could guess roughly with his eyes closed. Whether it was his wife's early death or his daughter's unjust case, they were probably conspiracies made up by these people for the sake of this damn divine bone.

"God Gu Jian, I know you have resentment in your heart, but now the matter is done. If you pretend that you didn't hear anything, and I can get the divine bones, I will naturally resurrect your wife and daughter, then everyone will be happy." Venerable Mingjing is indeed an old fox. He touched upon the issue that Gu Yin cared about most in just one sentence.

Seeing that the latter seemed touched, he changed the subject and threatened, "But if the Sword God insists on making it public, then all our efforts will be in vain."

Gu Yin had come here angrily to demand an explanation, but he calmed down after hearing what Master Mingjing said. Even though he was filled with hatred because his wife and daughter had died in the other party's plan, he had to consider the other party's proposal at this time. Master Mingjing was right. Even if he tore the three culprits in front of him into pieces, his wife and daughter were still dead and could not come back.

"Divine bone, can it revive my Lan Yin?" Gu Yin gritted his teeth, suppressed the hatred in his heart, and asked somewhat stiffly.

Gu Yin's words meant compromise. Master Ling Zhong and Master Ming Jing looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes. Master Ming Jing looked at Yao Guang and said, "You can explain it to Gu Jianshen."

"Yes." Yaoguang nodded, saluted to Gu Yinhang, stood up and explained, "The body of the Snow Phoenix has already grown divine bones. Phoenix fire can turn bones into flesh. Once divine bones are obtained and Phoenix fire is used to refine them, a divine spirit can be born. Mortals are not equal to the gods. Life and death are predetermined, but gods can reverse life and death."

"So, as long as we have the divine bones, we can resurrect my wife and daughter?" Gu Yin didn't care how these people would control the gods after "creating" them. He just wanted to make sure whether he could resurrect the people he wanted to resurrect. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would try his best.

"Of course." Yaoguang gave an affirmative answer. She also brushed her mind and pondered for a moment. She said, "The divine bone is now in Xuefeng's body, but he is very powerful. I think it will take some effort to get the divine bone."

"I will get the divine bone myself. Remember what you say now." Gu Yin looked at Yaoguang deeply. Her tricks were obvious to him, but he didn't care because it was not important.

……

The late spring raindrops dripped from the eaves, creating ripples on the white jade steps. The willow catkins had no roots, and were blown into the wind and rain. The person whom I could not see in the dream was sitting by the window. I reached out to catch the swaying catkins, but caught nothing with my hands. The bitter wind and rain blew in through the window sill and landed on my face, like drinking alone and experiencing the unforgettable ups and downs of being drunk.

But in the blink of an eye, that person was gone, along with the small window in the bitter wind and rain, and the willow catkins floating in the wind and rain, all of which disappeared without a trace, leaving only broken walls, weeds and ruins. Lu Zhouxue tried hard to suppress the chill spreading from the depths of his soul, while he couldn't help thinking about the past.

"Brother Sui Miao, it is not easy to reverse life and death. Although your body has been rebuilt, the deathly aura cannot be concealed. I'm afraid you will suffer every mid-month." Xiao Yueheng held his face and drew his facial features with a red pen. Her moving eyes stared intently at the place where the pen was placed, and even every breath she took was gentle.

At that time, Lu Zhouxue had just been resurrected, neither alive nor dead, full of resentment. His face was held in Xiao Yueheng's hands, and tears of resentment flowed from his freshly painted eyes, blurring his brows which were still wet with red ink.

"Don't cry, your eyes are blurry." Xiao Yueheng wiped away the tears and blood from his eyes with her fingertips, and gently outlined a little bright red lips with the brush in her hand. After drawing a beautiful face, Xiao Fengzhuo looked at Lu Zhouxue's face and nodded with satisfaction, "Although it is not as beautiful as my brother's original appearance at the end of his years, it is still beautiful."

Xiao Yueheng gently put down his brush and looked at the facial features he had drawn himself: charming and alluring, he smiled and said: "If one day Brother Suimo can't stand the pain of the cold air entering his body, you can find someone to stay with you, to touch your skin, to blend your essence and blood, and that will help to relieve the dead air in your body."

At that time, he looked at Xiao Yueheng with hope in his eyes. He didn't believe that he didn't understand, but that person just smiled gently and said, "Brother Sui Miao, even rabbits don't eat grass near their nests. You should find a good person to live with forever. I am not worth your concern."

The memories come to an abrupt end here. The person who has been missed countless times in memory has never believed that someone has already missed him deeply.

Lu Zhouxue was so cold that his whole body was stiff and unresponsive. He didn't know where he was running to, but he subconsciously ran away from Zhongting. When he came to his senses, he had already walked through thousands of miles of rivers and mountains into the southern border. Walking further, he reached the Cangwu wilderness.

Lu Zhouxue pulled his cloak closer to his body. It was only autumn and he had already wrapped himself in a thick robe, but he still felt cold. Frost covered his eyelashes and his fingertips that were exposed were so white that they were bloodless. Frost slowly formed on the places he touched.

"Do you want to freeze yourself to death?" The evil spirit stood in front of him, his brows twisted as if he could pinch a fly to death. Lu Zhouxue was already unconscious at this time, his eyes staring blankly at the road ahead, but he could not see anything. A cry escaped from between his cold and bloodless lips and teeth. The evil spirit put his ear close to listen and vaguely heard that he was calling "Xiao Yueheng".

"He's really crazy." The evil spirit sighed like a madman, but disappeared again. He didn't want to care about his life or death and planned to let him fend for himself.

The wind blows, and everything is silent. A full moon hangs high in the dome, and the bleak moonlight falls directly on the earth, making the dry grass in the troubled times look even more dilapidated and desolate. The ancient road to the south is prosperous all year round, but who would have thought that there is dead silence among the mountains and valleys. The traveler who could not find the way forward fainted in the cold winter alone, lying in the weeds and mud, unconscious.

The coldness from deep in his bones gradually soaked through his clothes and leaked out, even the dry grass was frosted. Lu Zhouxue just closed his eyes and slept peacefully, as quiet as a painting of a beautiful woman.

……

Xiao Fengzhuo was called back to the demon tribe by Qi Nankuo. Although it was just a call back, the welcoming ceremony stretched for ten miles, as if he was welcoming a victorious general back to the capital.

Qi Nankuo was wearing gorgeous clothes and waiting at the front of the procession. Xiao Fengzhuo strolled over lazily, with leaves still hanging on his clothes from walking through the woods. He walked in front of Qi Nankuo's procession in an unruly manner, and the scene was very funny for a while.

"Uncle Wang." Qi Nankuo didn't find it strange at all. He respectfully passed the sedan chair and invited Xiao Fengzhuo to take the seat. The latter looked at him and refused, "My leg is not broken."

Xiao Fengzhuo refused, and Qi Nankuo did not force him. He served him like a real junior and asked about his situation in Zhongting: "Uncle Wang has been in Zhongting for more than a month. Did those people make things difficult for Uncle Wang?"

"How can a cultivator have nothing better to do than to embarrass me?" Xiao Fengzhuo's words were full of innuendo. He looked at Qi Nankuo with a half-smile and pinched his face. "Don't try to be so mean to me. I raised you and I can see through your thoughts at a glance. It's boring to pretend like this."

"Uncle Wang, how can my nephew's concern for you be considered as pretending?" Qi Nankuo took Xiao Fengzhuo's hand and squeezed it lightly, pretending to be unintentional. He was going to command the demon clan, and his aura was very aggressive. On the other hand, Xiao Fengzhuo was wearing a feather crown, a loose belt and a light fur coat, and he looked very casual and unrestrained. The two of them standing together, they didn't look like an uncle, and the nephew didn't look like a nephew.

Xiao Fengzhuo pulled his hand away and did not spare Qi Nankuo's face. He pointed at the beauties in the ceremonial guard beside the latter and said with a smile: "Why, you don't like these beauties so much that you want to tease your uncle?"

The demon race has no respect for propriety, righteousness, and shame. Even blood relatives can have intercourse. When Xiao Fengzhuo pointed this out to him, Qi Nankuo was not embarrassed. He smiled and said, "How can they be even a third as elegant as my uncle?"

Hearing these familiar words, Xiao Fengzhuo actually laughed out of anger. He licked his back teeth and thought, tit for tat. Originally, he used these words to tease Lu Zhouxue, and now his good nephew is teasing him. Xiao Fengzhuo kicked Qi Nankuo and cursed, "Get out of the way. I won't have a homosexual relationship with you."

Qi Nankuo arranged Xiao Fengzhuo to stay in a palace in the mountains. Ostensibly, it was for Xiao Fengzhuo to recuperate, but in reality it was house arrest.

"What is this, nephew?" Xiao Fengzhuo watched Qi Nankuo impose restrictions on the palace, so that people outside could not come in and people inside could not leave.

"This is just in case." Qi Nankuo said, "Uncle Wang is always meddling in other people's business."

"Okay." Xiao Fengzhuo chuckled. He finally understood what was going on. "When are you going to let me go? Uncle has a little baby waiting for you outside."

"Uncle Wang is as romantic as ever. Don't these things make him happy?" Qi Nankuo also smiled. He pointed to the dozens of dancers he brought with him and said, "These little things are for Uncle Wang. I'm sorry to bother you for a while. When this is over, I will come to apologize to you in person."

After saying that, Qi Nankuo left. A formation blocked the palace. This uncle of the demon king, who seemed to be in great glory, was actually just a prisoner controlled by others. The moment the palace door was closed, the servants kneeling on the ground thought in unison.

When they raised their heads to serve, they were more disrespectful and less respectful.

"What are you standing there for? Didn't I tell you to serve me? Why don't you play the music quickly?" Qi Nankuo wanted to put him under house arrest, so Xiao Fengzhuo simply embraced him left and right and summoned the people who stayed behind to have fun with him. They had music and revelry every night. After a few days of such nonsense, the palace was filled with lewd sounds and scenes of debauchery.