Yan Wang Ah Qi Volume 1

Abandoning their status as human beings, the two traveled through the clouds, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the Xinjiang border at the westernmost end of Kunlun Mountains.

Yan Qi saw the guy singing on the top of the mountain at a glance.The guy was in his early twenties, standing upright, straight and straight, with a gun on his back, singing the same song over and over again: "In that barracks, you have to do a good job... guard Good frontiers of the motherland, let’s talk about returning home.” Behind him is a snow-capped mountain that is higher than the clouds, and the cold wind howls on the ridge, telling the endless loneliness of the vast Kunlun.

Yan Qi landed beside him, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, looking forward.The place where the young man looked from a distance was a small village, located at the foot of the mountain, with low houses in a patchwork order and smoke curling up from the kitchen.

The young man turned his head to look at Yan Qi, saw that he was dressed in white, and asked, "Are you Bai Wuchang?" With just this one sentence, Yan Qi was sure that he knew he was dead.Yan Qi truthfully replied: "No." The young man was a little disappointed, "I thought I had a special death, and I could have Bai Wuchang to collect my soul, but I didn't expect it to be just an ordinary ghost messenger." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly explained: "Well, I didn't mean to despise you." Yan Qi hummed without thinking about it.The transparent Zhang Haotian teased: "If you tell him that you are the King of Hades, will he be frightened and die again?" Yan Qi ignored him, and continued to listen to the boy, "My grandma said that when a good person dies, he can touch you." As far as Bai Wuchang is concerned, when the bad guys die, they will be captured by Hei Wuchang and thrown directly into hell." Yan Qi secretly rejoiced that Fan Wushe wasn't allowed to come, otherwise he wouldn't have skinned the young man when he heard this.

"Grandma taught me to be a good person and a useful person since I was a child. Isn't being a soldier a good person and a useful person? Bai Wuchang didn't come to pick me up because I wasn't good enough or useful enough? "Yan Qi patted his head and comforted him: "No, you have done a good job." Seeing this scene, Zhang Haotian said sourly: "That's right, you are so good that King Yama came in person. "

Yan Qibai gave him a look and told him not to interrupt.Haotian was a little bored, so he looked around for the scenery.I looked around, but couldn't find the boy's body.It stands to reason that a ghost who died in a foreign land would usually return to his homeland with his body, but his body had already been transported away, so why did he still stay here.Haotian told Yan Qi about his discovery, and Yan Qi asked the guy: "Why don't you go home, your grandma is waiting for you at home." The guy's face darkened, but he sang that song when he opened his mouth: "In that barracks, you have to work hard. Your grandma and I, I hope you will be the pillar. For the sake of the country and the people, don't think about home. Guard the frontier of the motherland, and then go home." He sang Then he cried, repeating the last sentence: "Guard the frontiers of the motherland well, and then go back to my hometown."

Yan Qi didn't speak anymore, Haotian reminded him, "There is still half a day to go, it's not close from Kunlun to Nantianmen, be careful to miss the time." Yan Qi said that he knew, but he still stood there quietly waiting for the boy to cry over.With tears in his eyes, the young man knelt down to Yan Qi and said, "Master Guishou, please give me another two days. I heard from my comrades that the enemy will withdraw the army the day after tomorrow. When they withdraw, I will go directly to the underworld to report. Is it okay to waste your time?" Yan Qi agreed, and handed him a strand of white hair, "Don't rush to the Temple of the City God, take this hair in two days, and it will guide you home." The guy kowtowed and thanked .

Yan Qi and Haotian then walked back, they were going back to the highest place of Kunlun Mountain, which was the entrance to the heaven.Zhang Haotian smiled and asked Yan Qi: "That guy's hometown is Jinan, right?" Yan Qi smiled and said nothing.Haotian said: "I remember when we were in Jinan, we went to a grocery store called 'Quancheng Memory', which was opened by an old man surnamed Han. In order for him to go back to his hometown, you specially went to his grandma's. The old man's hair, right?" The tokens of loved ones can guide a soul's way home.

After hearing this, Yan Qi still laughed, laughing so much that Haotian was almost ashamed to look at him.This person has always looked cold in heaven, but he is so gentle in the world.It is true to say that I am not jealous. For so many years, Yan Qi has always hated Tianting. Even if Haotian called him, he would not listen to the announcement.If Zixia hadn't been used as a threat this time, he might not have followed the order.

"A melon egg, why do you do so much for him? What's more, he will drink Mengpo soup in a few days. He will forget all the experience of this life, you have treated him well." Every word Haotian uttered was full of dissatisfaction.

Yan Qi didn't answer Haotian's question directly, he looked back at the boy who was singing on the top of the mountain.The young man's back became straighter and straighter, and his singing voice became louder and louder.Even a dead soul, he still sticks to the border, waiting for the enemy's withdrawal.

Yan Qi told Haotian that the song he sang was sung to him by his grandmother when he returned home in his second year as a soldier.The boy was crying when he heard it.Back at the barracks, he often sang this song to his comrades in arms and to the Kunlun Snow Mountain. "He sang in Kunlun Mountain, and it is said that your Heavenly Court will definitely be able to hear him."

Haotian was silent.Yes, he had heard the song.In his endless life, he has heard many songs, hymns of praise, songs of departure, and elegy, all of which sounded the same to him, and in the thousands of years of the Three Realms, small songs were insignificant at all.

Haotian looked at Yan Qi, "Ah Qi, I found that you are different from before." What is different, Haotian didn't say anything, he couldn't bear it.In the past, Yan Qi, no matter whether he was in the heaven, the underworld or the world, gave people the feeling of being light and light, as if he would disappear as long as the wind blows.Shangguan Yao's disappearance touched him too much. In order to keep the memory of Shangguan Yao's existence, he gave up his obsession with death and chose life.From this point of view, Haotian is grateful to Shangguanyao from the bottom of his heart, for her appearance, and for her departure.

After a while, the two arrived at the top of Kunlun.Yan Qi pointed to the sky above his head, "How about asking to open the door of your house?" Haotian raised his hand and slapped the sky with a huge hole.Yan Qi said distressedly: "This is the door of your house, there is such a big hole." He flew up while speaking.Haotian shook his head helplessly behind him, "They said it was the door of my house, why did you enter faster than me."

Two days later, Yan Qi heard singing from Kunlun Mountain again.The singing became louder and louder, and the singing became louder and louder: "If you guard the frontier of the motherland, you can return to your hometown." Yan Qi knew that it was the young man's comrades in arms, singing the song of farewell to Robe Ze.