no signs of spirituality

Xie Lingzheng walked down the street with one foot deep and the other shallow, holding the Xuexue Sword.There was a sea of ​​mud on the street because of Xiao Wuyin's sword just now, and now the flooding mud was getting deeper and deeper, gradually spreading from his ankle to his calf.

Sea of ​​silt is not uncommon in Nixia Road. Due to the accumulation of mud and sand around it, whenever there is rain, waterlogging will occur in Nixia Road.This time, Xiao Wuyin's sword struck the mud path again, and the silt in the canal gushed out, and mixed with the snow and melted water, it was so cold and damp to the bone.

Xie Lingzheng was born to need this kind of coldness. His body is unusual. Snakes, scorpions, worms and worms are all cold-blooded, so there is no heat in his body, but attracted by the soul-calling incense, the heat aroused is hundreds of times higher than usual. It was even more embarrassing when the time was burning, and after being teased by Xiao Wuyin, it was sweltering and cold at this moment, so it could not be said that he was not embarrassed.

He walked along the long street for a long time. After the sea of ​​silt covered his knees, it gradually slowed down. The sleeves of his clothes were soaked in wet, cold and sticky slush, but he still felt unquenchable. He walked for a few more meters. , Seeing a big red wine flag waving in the wind, his heart moved, he rushed in quickly, and told the shopkeeper that he would like two jars of wine on credit.

The shopkeeper laughed at him as a poor beggar, who might not be able to pay back, and wanted to throw him out. In a trance, he felt that this scene was familiar. He walked out and looked at the shop door, and saw that the name of the tavern was "Snake Stove".

Xie Lingzheng stood in a daze for a long time, suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, he subconsciously shook his head and smiled lowly: "Bohu Gong." Then Fu stepped into the shop again, and hissed twice softly according to his intuition: "Cedar? White pear?"

Two white lights appeared in response to the sound, and two huge civet cats half a person's height whimpered and rushed into the house. They raised their heads to look at the caller, but they didn't recognize them.

Xie Lingzheng laughed and sighed, "It's really so tall!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the civet's chin. The cedar's long hair was like silver wisps, and he closed his eyes and ignored him. Delicate and lovely.

Xie Lingzheng couldn't put it down quite a bit, he sat down on the bench cross-legged regardless of his muddy body, leaned forward, buried his head in Bai Li's fluffy and long back hair, and rubbed vigorously, only to wink at the dumbfounded storekeeper. Blinking and smiling, "The cat is so cute, I can't help it."

The shopkeeper said in shock: "How do you know the names of these two ancestors? I thought that the people who could recognize the two brothers were all dead."

Xie Lingzheng said: "I don't know—brother, I look familiar to you, do you know me?" He raised his head, brushed the messy forehead hair away from his body, and casually pulled the messy hair into a bunch Tied behind the head, revealing the whole handsome and heroic face, slightly raised his lips at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper stared at him for a while, and suddenly exclaimed "ah".

Xie Lingzheng asked suspiciously, "What?"

The shopkeeper suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed to him three times.

Xie Lingzheng was startled: "Hey, what are you doing?" But he didn't hide.

"Grandpa!" the shopkeeper raised his head and said happily, "I have finally found you! You saved my life a hundred years ago, and I still miss it!"

"I saved you?" Xie Lingzheng asked with a smile, as he rolled up the soaked wide-sleeve trousers and wrung them to remove the mud, "I don't remember."

"That day when the gods invaded the uncle's mansion, our servants were all dead and maimed. If it wasn't for my benefactor, I would not be able to stand here intact now!" said the shopkeeper, "Benefactor, I haven't seen you in a hundred years!" , your appearance has not changed, but your complexion is much better than that day!"

Xie Lingzheng responded in a low voice, and Fang asked: "Did I look bad that day?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "To be honest, you are covered with wounds and bleeding, your complexion is gray and your eyes are dull. I also said that you escaped from the minions of the gods like me, and you gave me the medicine when you couldn't be saved. I can't be happier to see you now. Come on, benefactor, let me buy you a drink!"

As he said that, he called Xiaoer to bring out two large jars of wine from the wine cellar, slapped the mud on the seal, and then poured it out of a bowl.

Xie Lingzheng chewed the words in his mouth twice, then suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, and asked, "These are all mine?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly said yes.

Xie Lingzheng took the wine jar, his wrist softened, and almost spilled the wine, he hurriedly changed his left hand to catch it steadily, but he didn't drink it, but poured the whole jar of wine down from the top of his head down.

The fine nectar moistened the ends of his hair and the corners of his eyes. The cold wind blew past, and a burst of coldness seemed to penetrate his skin. He was jolted, and most of the heat dissipated from his body. The aroma of the wine made his heart surge again. He took a jar of wine, took a sip, then poured it all over his body, and stood facing the wind, making the cold fragrance replace the passion, and the drunkenness was dyed with melancholy, a sober and enthusiastic spirit suddenly aroused in his mind, he let out a shriek, Say hello three times.

Although the store owner was puzzled, he was also overjoyed. He caught up and asked, "What are you doing? Do you want to stay here tonight?"

Xie Lingzheng brushed his wet hair behind his ears, shook his head and said, "I'm going up."

The shopkeeper smiled slightly: "Above?"

"Break the scars of the snow curse, and fulfill the old man's last wish." Xie Lingzheng said, pointing to the sky, the ground, and himself, "The snow melted into a stream, and the mud was everywhere, and the body was filthy and filthy. Renhe, if you don't go now, when will you stay?"

"Then... how can we break that thing." The shopkeeper trembled when he heard the word "Zhanxue", showing a pair of gray rabbit ears.

Xie Lingzheng smiled, and suddenly a gray rabbit spirit hiding in a wooden barrel appeared in his mind, so he picked up a chopstick holder from the table, put it on the ear of the shopkeeper, and said with a smile: "I know it in my heart."

After saying that, he stepped out of the door, waved his hand behind him, and carried the long sword wrapped in the pouch on his back, dripping mud as deep as his waist and abdomen, and then went again and again.

In the home of the old man Jie, the Immortal of Yingtai sat on the stone platform, the blood flow between his eyebrows had stopped, leaving only a deep red mark.

He was asking old man Jie what kind of spells he could use to get rid of evil spirits in the ghost way. Old man Jie frowned and pondered, and finally shook his head: "The evil spirit on your body is given by the laws of heaven and earth, and it is formed by killing evil. You bear thousands of lives. Because the celestial body is pure, it is free from the backlash of dead souls and ghosts, but to eliminate it is contrary to the law of nature, and it is really impossible."

Xiao Wuyin said: "I just want Lingzheng to not be afraid."

The old man Jie smiled: "You are so evil, and the law enforcement officials have to give up three points. Heaven, earth, gods, humans and ghosts, are there any beings in the three realms who are not afraid? I don't tremble or hide when I talk to you now, all because of a hundred years of friendship. I know that your evil intentions are not coming towards me, and you don't have any intention of hurting me. Second, I don't need to look into your eyes when I turn my back on you. Xie Lingzheng was not afraid of you in the past, and I think it's not because he is not afraid, but because he loves you and is delusional. And brave, self-injured eight hundred, just begging for a look."

Xiao Wuyin paused slightly while holding the hand of the jade bottle.

The old man Jie said again: "Love, hate, and attachment are originally the first vein of the three souls and six souls, but the obsession of the spiritual sign failed to return to the body, and was replaced by the promise made by the engraved soul stone. You have to be more involved with the wish on the stone. It’s just that he never thought that love and lust are so deep in his heart, once they are separated, he will forget about you completely.”

"He still remembers the fairy fate, and he also remembers the pain of the soul." Xiao Wuyin closed his eyes slightly, rubbing the mutton jade bottle in his hand, "If the soul returns to the body, will he come back?"

"Maybe it will, maybe it won't." The old man Jie sighed, "After sleeping for a hundred years and resurrecting from the dead, who can guarantee that he will still be the old man?"

Xiao Wuyin was silent for a moment, got up and put on his clothes, carrying the clean bottle containing the remnant soul, and went to Nixiadao Street again.

The north wind is still tight, and the silt sea is a little shallower than when it was the deepest, reaching up to knees.

Xiao Wuyin neither recited the water-avoiding spell nor rode on the bicycle frame, and stepped straight into the quagmire without hesitation, letting the dirty and thick muddy water wrap around his feet, as if being entangled by thorny thorns Pulled the ankle.

The Immortal of Yingtai always liked to be clean, but this time he seemed to have forgotten his own like to be clean, walking step by step towards the noisy street through the slush.

Bai Luosha walked through this deserted street more than once, but this time was different, the cinnabar mark between his eyebrows disappeared, he did not carry his long sword, and his body was stained with mud and evil, and there were fewer people who knew him on the street Half of them saw him coming, but they didn't have time to avoid it.

The urchin makes trouble with the plum blossom, the old woman sings the snow, there are many evil ghosts and ghosts walking in the mud on the bustling street, the sound of the opera in the distance is repeated and solemn, the sky is getting dark, and a hundred ghosts are coming and going, but I have never found a muddy man in the crowd fairy.

The foul smell of the mud covered up the evil spirit on Xiao Wuyin's body, and also concealed Xie Lingzheng's aura. Xiao Wuyin held the clean bottle and walked through the mud sea in vain. In fact, he could have made a person-finding spell, but he I don't want to impose any fairy spells on Lingzheng's body.

Not long after, the snowflakes grew larger, the frosty hair of Yingtai Xianjun was covered with a thin layer of snow, and the muddy road was covered with silver, the white snow washed away the dust and smell, and everyone on the long street gradually became like The snowflakes melted into the sea of ​​silt are generally hard to find, and the slush is rippling. Now the mud road, which has always been dark and gray, now looks like a scene between clouds, with dirty undercurrents under the white clouds, and pure and clean snow on the snow.

Half of Xiao Wuyin was on the snow, pale as a flawless jade, half of his body was under the mud, buried and undercurrent, he looked up at the drowsy sky and the falling snow, and stopped in his tracks.

A woman on the side of the road was bringing a child home. He raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and recognized at a glance that it was a yellow fox with a dirty soul. Diligent, fierce and evil hidden but not obvious.

Immortal Yingtai lowered his eyes, put the jade bottle back into his arms, turned around suddenly and asked, "Have you seen Xie Lingzheng?"

The woman was startled, and when she looked up to see Xiao Wuyin's face, her voice trembled immediately, she stretched out her hand to smooth the messy hair on her forehead, tightened her five fingers on the boy's shoulders, and said shiveringly: "I have never seen it before, that is Who has never seen it!"

But the boy turned his head and said, "Aniang is stupid, he is a big brother with bright eyes, that's what Mr. Xu from the tavern next door called him."

The woman quickly covered his lips.

Xiao Wuyin turned around and left, but seeing the scarlet wine flag fluttering not far away, with the word "Snake Stove" embroidered on it, she frowned slightly.

He didn't remember these trivial things at first, but he had read the documents before the Law Enforcement Zun's case, but he knew that when Xie Lingzheng sold the fairy bone, it was here that he negotiated with Mr. Bohu.

He stepped into the tavern quickly, and saw the shopkeeper was calculating in front of the stage, raised his eyes and saw him, and immediately showed a pair of rabbit ears in fright, behind him two big snow-white cats were also whining close together, quite afraid.

Xiao Wuyin didn't speak, but leaned forward, and gently picked out a long black hair from the cat's snow-white fur.

"Where is Xie Lingzheng?" he asked the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper shook his head desperately, not even daring to say a word.

Xiao Wuyin sighed: "Where is Lingzheng? I won't hurt him."

The shopkeeper still didn't say a word, even the rabbit's tail came out in shock, his back was stuck to the cabinet, and he knocked down a jar of wine.

Xiao Wuyin was puzzled: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

The shopkeeper let out a cry and hugged his head.

Immortal Lord Yingtai didn't mean to coerce him, he was just confused, why everyone on the street feared him so much, but no one was willing to tell him the whereabouts of Xie Lingzheng.

Without a reply, he turned around and left the tavern, returned to the muddy sea of ​​snow, walked slowly and stagnantly along the long street, and felt that there was Xie Lingzheng's breath everywhere, but there was no figure of him, Xie Lingzheng It seems to blend into the mud and become an inseparable member of it.In the past, when the Peach Blossom Swordsman was in the heaven, the immortals often reprimanded him for his presumptuous and rude eyes, and then returned to the mud. He is just a "big brother with bright eyes". He will not be wronged in the slightest here, and he is cherished like a pearl.

Xiao Wuyin looked at the strand of black hair in his palm, and unconsciously, slowly wrapped it around the base of his fingers, forming a circle around him.

The ghosts of the mud road soon got the news that Bai Luocha had gone crazy again. Bai Luocha walked all the way and all the way, dripping mud and water, and turned into a "half black and half white" Raksha. No one answered, and he never got angry. He just left quietly. After going around in a circle, he might still have the same expression as before, and asked exactly: "Have you ever seen Xie Lingzheng?"

The gods have no sorrow, no joy, no anger, no anger, but they seem to be obsessed with demons and delusional, but the ghosts in the ghost world are not gods, no one has pity for him, and no one wants to avoid his suffering, so everyone looks at him coldly Look at him, shrink back and respond to him, and let him look for a person who has long gone.

On the second day when the sky was full of sunrise, the wine seller behind the red tent incense finally opened his mouth and said to Xiao Wuyin: "He may have gone to Feilong River."

He said the same thing yesterday at this time, but after Immortal Yingtai rushed to Feilongchuan, it came to nothing.

Xiao Wuyin said: "I passed by there not long ago, but I haven't seen it before."

"Feilongchuan originates from a high place. It is quite interesting to drink wine and watch the clouds." The wine man did not raise his head, poured himself a drink, and said again, "He may have gone to Feilongchuan."

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Wuyin's heart trembled slightly. He thought about the scene where Xie Lingzheng praised him in the past, and suddenly felt enlightened. Float away.

The wine man was so surprised that he spilled the wine all over the table. After thinking about it for a long time, he was not sure if he really heard the immortal thank you, or if he was a hallucination caused by his old age.

Drinking heartily all day and night, lighting the lights following the morning glow.

Feilong River has water recently, and its source forms a small waterfall. Xie Lingzheng sits on a bluestone in front of the waterfall, his snow-clothed eyes reflect the multicolored rays of light, and his body seems to be covered with a layer of silk feathers.His black hair was tied up in a high bundle, and the braids and the blue hair on his forehead danced in the wind.

He didn't bring wine with him, but his body was full of alcohol, he didn't look drunk, but his movements were graceful.

"Immortal." He smiled at the white shadow that was swaying, "You chased after me, do you want to ask for the apology from yesterday?"

Xiao Wuyin fluttered down beside him like snowflakes, and said in a low voice: "I'll give you something back."

"The morning glow is blocking you." Xie Lingzheng got up and changed his position. He didn't look at him, just looked at the morning glow from a distance, shook his head and said, "I have all four limbs, my mind is clear, and I don't lack anything on my body, but I have a bunch of burdens on my back." Immortal, you don't have to return me anything, but I should return this thing to you." After saying that, he took off Zhanxue and threw it in Xiao Wuyin's direction.

Xiao Wuyin took the sword and said: "The things you have forgotten should be remembered."

Xie Lingzheng smiled freely: "The past is over, the karma is broken, and it is not a good deed to ask for it. I always like to climb high and look far away, and I don't want to look back at the past. Those things, whether they are bitter or happy, just throw a pole and let him go. Long or short, forget it and forget it.”

Xiao Wuyin remained silent, but the strands of hair in her hand loosened, fluttering and falling, obliterated in the dust.

As the morning glow recedes and the sun rises among the clouds, the dim red turns to brilliant gold, and the young people's brows and eyes are more radiant, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Xie Lingzheng walked two steps towards Feilongchuan, turned around and said in a loud voice: "I want to go against the water, the journey is long, and I am afraid of being lonely. If the gods don't think I am boring, and walk with me as a companion, what do you think?"

Xiao Wuyin was stunned for a long time, and Fang responded in a low voice like breath: "Okay."

Xie Lingzheng went to meet the morning light, and he followed him up the steps, half of his figure fell in the brilliance of the morning sun, and half of his body was hidden in the shadow of the rugged stone.

His heart was easily filled with this invitation, but the bottle in his arms was extremely hot, so hot that it would burn him.