One side of water and soil raises one side of ghosts

Even more rosy and shiny than him.

"Hey, wake up." Sikong Yan Huai patted the face of the living man.

The man woke up quickly, and his eyes opened in an instant.His sharp eyes shot straight at Sikong Yanhuai, he dragged his head and sat up, and as if he suddenly thought of something, he grabbed Sikong Yanhuai's neck full of murderous intent: "Where's Liang Yi?"

Sikong Yan Huai looked up at the waterfall again indifferently.It's a miracle that this man really didn't die.

"You are the first 'foreigner' to enter the cold platform alive, tell me, how did you survive?"

The corpse named "Liang Yi" was not far away from the man. Seeing that Liang Yi's body was not damaged in any way, the man withdrew his killing intent and silently went to Liang Yi's side.

This time, it was Sikong Yanhuai who should have the murderous intent.This guy has a problem, it shouldn't look like this when his partner is dead.

"Under Luolang." The man quickly made a smile, as if nothing happened before, "I was reckless just now, I hope my benefactor doesn't care, dare to ask my benefactor's name?"

"En?" Sikong Yan Huai was also generous, and he forgot about the unhappiness just now, and explained, "I didn't save you, and I can't be considered your benefactor. I wonder how you survived. My name is Sikong Yan." Huai, you can call him whatever you want."

"Mr. Yan Huai, is this place?" Luo Lang looked around with a puzzled look on his face.

"This is the cold platform. Brother Luo, let me ask, why did you jump off the waterfall?"

"This..." Luo Lang narrowed his eyes, "I encountered enemies on the road and was forced to jump down."

"The enemy?" This is a little hard to imagine for the people in Hantai who have no hatred. "Who is that person? Is it very powerful?"

"That person's name is Chu Xuanmo, and he is the best at deceiving people."

Sikong Yanhuai said "Oh", but in fact he just asked casually just now.

"Has Mr. Yan Huai learned martial arts?" Luo Lang asked suddenly.

Sikong Yanhuai let out an "ah", not quite understanding what a stranger asked him for, so he replied: "I haven't learned it before, what's the matter?"

Luo Lang smiled.Sikong Yan Huai only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Luo Lang disappeared just like that, and when he reappeared, he was right in front of him.His chest was tapped, and he couldn't move.

Luo Lang pinched Sikong Yanhuai's chin, took out a red pill and was about to feed it.Sikong Yan Huai tilted his head, blinked his eyes: "Brother Luo, what are you doing?"

Feeling strange, Luo Lang instantly jumped back, pulled out the soft sword hidden on his waist, and said with a smile: "I thought people in the cold platform wouldn't lie, or did I come to the wrong place?"

Sikong Yan Huai moved his hands and feet: "Brother Luo, why do you think lies don't exist in Hantai?"

Luo Lang put on an air of humility, waiting for Sikong Yanhuai to explain.

"People will choose to lie when they are afraid of certain consequences, and they will lie to protect themselves. However, in a place like Hantai where freedom, security, equality, wealth, and clansmen look down on life and death, there is no need to lie."

"But Mr. Yan Huai knows martial arts, so..."

"Yes, I lied to you."

"Aren't you from Hantai?"

"No, I am."

"Then why?"

Sikong Yanhuai smiled: "Although Hantai is very free, but for the continuation of the Sikong clan, there are two prohibitions that I violated, so Hantai is not free for me."

Luo Lang narrowed his eyes and clenched the sword in his hand: "Why are you telling me this?"

Sikong Yanhuai smiled again: "I've been holding these words in my heart for a long time, but I can't and can't tell my clansmen. You are fine, and I can kill you after I tell you."

Luo Lang looked back at Liang Yi who was lying on the ground as if he was asleep, and tried to take Sikong Yan Huai as far away as possible: "Mr. Yan Huai, can I ask you a question? Why do you have to kill me? Maybe you You can choose to send me away, I believe there is a safer way to enter and exit the cold platform here."

"No." Sikong Yanhuai smiled and pointed at the corpses on the ground, "My friends on the ground were used as stepping stones by you, Brother Luo, so that you can fly down the waterfall safely, right? I can't kill you."

Luo Lang glanced at the corpse indifferently, then looked left and right, and said with a smile: "I forgot, it seems that being able to communicate with yin and yang is the ability of every person in Hantai."

Immediately, Sikong Yan Huai put away his murderous aura and asked anxiously: "Have you seen other people from Hantai? Who are they?"

"Does Mr. Yan Huai know Sikong Jue?"

Sikong Yanhuai was overjoyed, grabbed Luo Lang's arm, and asked loudly: "You know Ah Jue? Where is Ah Jue? He also came back together?"

For those two hands that suddenly wrapped around him, Luo Lang was startled at first, then disgusted for a while, but he quickly suppressed his emotions and said with a smile: "Ah Jue is my friend, I will come down first, He'll be here in a few days."

The expression of joy turned into worry again, Sikong Yan Huai squeezed Luo Lang's arm tightly, and said anxiously: "You said earlier that you were hunted down, is Ah Jue in danger?"

"I came down first, and I don't know his situation, but I was probably caught by that man named Chu Xuanmo."

"Really?" Sikong Yan Huai's expression softened, but he tilted his head and smiled at Luo Lang in an instant, "You're just kidding, why should I believe you?"

"You..." Luo Lang also smiled, "Are all the people in Hantai like you? Then it seems that Sikong is a heretic."

"No, I'm the heretic." After the jokes were finished, Sikong Yanhuai pushed Luo Lang away, picked the herbal medicine that he had stepped on, and then fell silent for a while, walked forward and stopped, looking for the herbal medicine. Just ignoring Luo Lang, how could he be as tense as before.

For Ah Jue's sake, save that man's life for the time being.

Luo Lang was also too lazy to talk to this kind of person, so he hugged Liang Yi, went to the side of the relatively slow water stream, scooped up some water, and carefully wiped Liang Yi's slightly soiled face.

"Hey, who is that person you are holding?" Sikong Yan Huai was tired, sitting on the ground with his legs spread wide, clapped his hands, and said, "Has he been dead for a while?"

"It's my regret. Mr. Yan Huai, have you seen the soul of the person in my arms?"

"I didn't see it, maybe he doesn't have any obsession with this life, he has already reincarnated."

"Oh? Really? But what if his obsession is to want me to die?" Luo Lang didn't stop what he was doing. After wiping Liang Yi clean, he carried him to the other side, and then began to wash the dirt on his body. stains.

Sikong Yanhuai thought this person was interesting, touched his nose and said, "Brother Luo, tell me, what do you want when you come to Hantai?"

Now is not the time to play charades, Luo Lang said directly: "I want to bring one person back to life."

"Bringing back to life." Sikong Yan Huai glanced at the man, "The technique of bringing back to life can only be used on our patriarch, others will be punished by heaven."

"I am not afraid of God's punishment, as long as he can survive."

Luo Lang looked at Liang Yi with infinite tenderness in his eyes, even if he didn't understand love, he should be able to understand the meaning in that look, not to mention that Sikong Yan Huai is also the kind of person who is trapped by love.

"It's really a coincidence. I am the patriarch of the Sikong clan. I happen to know the method of bringing the dead back to life. I can tell you, but what can you give me?" It is necessary to repay the kindness of a drop of water, but the patriarch wants to exchange it in equal value. To this extent, it is indeed a heresy.

"what do you want?"

Sikong Yan Huai crossed Erlang's legs and really thought about it carefully.The wind blew up the fallen flowers and leaves, and also blew up Sikong Yanhuai's wide sleeves, revealing the two slender arms inside.And on that right arm, there was what appeared to be a birthmark and what appeared to be a tattoo.

"By the way, I am short of an heir now."

Luo Lang spread his hands below, and said regretfully: "I'm sorry, but I'm a man, so I can't carry on the family line for Mr. Yan Huai."

Sikong Yan Huai laughed a few times after hearing this: "You are really interesting." He shook his right arm at Luo Lang, "Did you see this birthmark? Every patriarch has this birthmark on his body. After I was born, My future has already been determined. I succeeded to the position of patriarch when I was five years old, and now it has been 30 years. I checked the genealogy. In the past, the next patriarch would be born at most 23 years apart, but this time it is true It's a little slow."

"Don't you want to be the patriarch?"

Sikong Yan Huai shook his head: "The position of patriarch is determined by heaven, how can I have the qualifications to choose? It's just that there is someone who can inherit my position, and I won't have so many worries anymore, and I can be relatively free. What? So, Brother Luo, can you conjure up a successor patriarch for me?"

"I can't help you."

"Really." Sikong Yan Huai smiled bitterly, "Since you can't give me what I want, I have no reason to help you. But, can you tell me why you must save that man?"

"he is my friend……"

"No." Sikong Yanhuai waved his hand impatiently and interrupted, "I want to hear the real reason, why? If your answer satisfies me, maybe I can tell you the art of bringing the dead back to life."

"There is no reason, it's just that I want to do this. And what I want to do must be done. I want him to live, and even if he goes to the Hall of Yama, I will bring him back."

Sikong Yan Huai patted his buttocks and stood up, beckoning to Luo Lang, telling him to follow him: "I like your stubborn temper, how about this, let me give you some time, first take you to find a place to live Next, come to me when you think about it.”

"I heard that outsiders are not allowed to enter the Cold Terrace."