[Xue Xiao] Don't know dreams

A-Qing was nowhere to be seen early in the morning.

The bamboo pole she has been using is still in the corner.

She ran to the street and asked everyone she met if she knew the notice on the bulletin board some time ago, the one with the portrait of the young man.

She was eager to hear the name of the wanted man and what crime he had committed.

Last night, A-Qing, who was sleeping in the inner room, woke up and secretly watched everything.Including Xue Yang silently answering his name.

Judging by the mouth shape alone, there may be several pronunciations, but it must be two words.

If she wants to find out, she can at least cooperate to confirm it.She is even planning to report to the officials and lead people into the Yizhuang where she lives.

The boy who lives with him is simply not human, he is a demon.

She didn't want to recall anything about last night, she was so frightened that she was biting her sleeve to keep herself from screaming.

That demon not only corrupted himself, but also defiled her Taoist priest!

A-Qing asked a lot of people on the street, but no one could recall it, because the bulletin board was already full of other notices, all kinds of things. The resort, the Lanling Jin Family's entry-level sword manual lucky draw, etc., the previous arrest warrants have long been forgotten by people.

At first, A-Qing was very angry, angry that she was useless, unable to protect the Taoist priest, unable to punish the devil, she gradually felt hopeless, and finally only deep sadness remained.

In the dark and damp basement, there was a rancid smell in the air.

"With this, wouldn't it be more effective?"

Jin Guangyao threw a stack of papers to Xue Yang.

"what is this?"

Xue Yang opened it, and found that the handwriting was wildly cursive, and Xue Yang's heart was surging when he read the content.

"The manuscripts of the ancestors of Yiling."

Xue Yang continued to read greedily, earnestly admiringly said: "Master 'Xian Du' is indeed omnipotent."

"Should it be done now?"

"Sure enough, I guessed correctly, that guy is also using an ancient and fierce weapon!" Xue Yang sighed without taking his eyes off the paper.

Jin Guangyao remained silent, waiting for about two sticks of incense before Xue Yang finished the book and closed the manuscript.

Xue Yang glanced at Jin Guangyao and said, "This kind of manuscript should be destroyed as soon as possible."

"It's okay for you to say, after you make it, I naturally don't want such things to remain in the world," Jin Guangyao said disdainfully, "How many days will it take?"

"Seven days."

"Seven days?"

Jin Guangyao exclaimed that in the past two years, they kept killing in secret meetings in order to awaken the evil spirit on Xue Yang's dagger. The invincible evil forbidden weapon, the Yinhu Talisman.Xue Yang studied for more than half a year, but still made no progress.Now it only takes seven days to get it at your fingertips, why not teach him to believe it?

"Seven days is enough. Then you prepare 20 people, no, 50 people to go to the wilderness..."

Hearing that the ancestor of Yiling was a casual and scheming man, Xue Yang feared that the manuscripts left by him would be difficult to distinguish between authentic and fake.

Jin Guangyao interrupted Xue Yang: "Understood, there must be a ceremony of sacrificial vessels for the birth of a god, and a blood sacrifice of a hundred people will be secretly performed seven days later."

Xue Yang rolled his eyes angrily: "It's just killing people! What orders!"

A smile floated on Jin Guangyao's face: "Let me give you a little reward first."

Seeing Jin Guangyao take out a candy ball and put it on the table, Xue Yang turned pale with shock.

"What Xiao Xingchen carries with him."

"Impossible...he has already forgotten me." Xue Yang murmured.

"Maybe Xiao Xingchen himself likes to eat."

Xue Yang quickly denied: "It's impossible, he doesn't like sweets."

People who can't go down the mountain appear at the Lanling Jin's banquet, and people who don't like sweets may change their tastes and fall in love with sweets.

After Xue Yang finished speaking, he even faintly couldn't believe it. He was afraid that one person's memory had become one person's imagination.

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "Your parents didn't give you a name, so I'll come up with one for you. Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan teamed up to punish evil and promote good, and all the families rushed to invite them to be guest servants, but you are still here." Thinking here and there. The beauty of a gentleman as an adult, you might as well just say 'beautiful', what a gentleman!"

Xue Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Say! Where are they now?"

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "Song Lan's Taoist temple. It's not far from here. I've drawn the map for you. But 'Xue Chengmei' shouldn't be needed." Qingfeng Mingyue Xiao Xingchen, Aoxue Lingshuang Song Zichen ', the two of them are in a pair, and they are a perfect match."

Xue Yang gave Jin Guangyao a hard look, snatched the map from his hand, and rushed out with big strides.

Xue Yang didn't go far but turned back again. Jin Guangyao watched him come back, grabbed the sugar ball on the table and left, shook his head and sighed, "It's the evil of a villain."

Just as A-Qing was walking back dejectedly, she was suddenly stopped by someone.

The man asked softly: "Little sister, have you ever seen a Taoist priest dressed in white?"

A-Qing was startled. The man was very tall. When she looked up, she met a pair of eyes that were as shallow as they were deep.

A-Qing seemed to have never seen such clear eyes, and for a moment she forgot about it and just stared at it.

The man knelt down and patted A-Qing's head.

"Sorry, I was rude."

He was dressed in black, like a Taoist priest.

A-Qing forgot to bring a bamboo pole out today, and everyone in the village knew that she was a homeless little blind man. The priest looking for someone from outside saw her natural white pupils, and knew that he was asking the wrong person.

A-Qing thought foolishly, if her Taoist priest was not blind, he must have such beautiful eyes.

The Taoist priest in black is looking for a Taoist priest in white clothes, wait, isn't the Taoist priest in white clothes her Taoist priest Xiao Xiao!

The priest in black was about to leave after apologizing, but A-Qing hurried after him and grabbed his sleeve.

Xue Yang ran wildly all the way, Song Lan's Taoist temple was at the foot of the mountain, quiet and secluded.

His hand holding the sugar ball trembled slightly, he didn't know what he could say to Xiao Xingchen after seeing Xiao Xingchen.

He hasn't figured it out yet, but he is already standing at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

Several Taoist priests came in and out, Xue Yang hurriedly clung to the wall.

He twirled the candy ball in his hand and waited silently.

As night fell, and I don't know how long it took, a dim lantern was lit in the dark street.The two priests, one black and one white, returned from hunting at night, walking in harmony and talking softly, just like an elegant painting.And Xue Yang outside the picture is obviously out of tune with this scene. Could it be that Jin Guangyao asked him to come here just to satirize and fool him?

While he was in a daze, two Taoist priests had already arrived in front of him.

Song Lan had an intuition that the visitor was not kind, so she stepped in front of Xiao Xingchen who was carrying a lantern.

"who?"

Xue Yang completely ignored Song Lan, dodged it, and rushed straight at Xiao Xingchen.

Before reaching Xiao Xingchen, Xue Yang stopped.

Because Shuanghua had pierced his shoulder!

Xiao Xingchen held the lantern steadily, and with the other hand drew out a sharp sword to threaten.He also didn't expect that when the visitor saw Jian Guang, he would continue to approach him indifferently.

The light of the lantern illuminated the boy's silhouette.

"You are... a student of the Jin family!" Xiao Xingchen exclaimed in shock, and hastily sheathed his sword.

Shuanghua only hurt Xue Yang's flesh, and Xue Yang didn't feel any pain at all. He didn't know what happened until he looked down at the large bloodstains on his clothes.Compared with the fact that he was injured, what he cared more about was that his Taoist priest was facing him with a sharp sword.

"What are you doing?" Song Lan shouted at the side.

When Xue Yang knew that Xiao Xingchen was carrying a sugar ball with him, although it was clear in his mind that it might not necessarily have something to do with him, a little hope still inevitably ignited in his heart.Even if it is a very small hope, it still burns brightly with warmth and becomes the consolation in his heart.

Xue Yang said jerky: "Prince Daoist, I want to ask you..."

The voice was full of the loneliness and sadness of the night.

"Why are you still carrying sugar?"

Xiao Xingchen showed doubts.

Xue Yang raised his hand, and Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan immediately returned to their guarded postures.

What Xue Yang raised was the hand that had been stabbed in the shoulder, and the blood flowed down the shoulder to the clenched hand. He slowly lifted it to his chest, opened the fist slowly, and the blood dripped down his fingers.

Xiao Xingchen asked, "What is it?"

Song Lan said angrily, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Xue Yang seemed to be one with the silent and lonely night, until the things in his hands were blown away by the night wind, he regained his composure and burst into wild laughter.

The young man in front of him laughed like weeping, Xiao Xingchen stepped forward and wanted to have a good talk with this student of the Jin family, to apologize for accidentally hurting him, and to let Song Lan invite him to a Taoist temple to rest for the night.

But Xue Yang flew away in an instant, as if descending from the night and returning to the night again.

In the still cold night wind, the powder made from sugar balls floated quietly, without a trace of sweetness.

"Daozhang, is the apple I peeled today sweet?"

Xiao Xingchen ate with relish, while Xue Yang watched with relish.

"sweet."

Xue Yang suddenly kissed Xiao Xingchen's lips like a dragonfly.

"Apple is sweeter, or am I sweeter?"

Xiao Xingchen blushed, and said, "Don't make trouble, I'm still eating."

Little Huya bit Xiao Xingchen's earlobe and rubbed it lightly.

"There is no way to grow sweet!"

Xiao Xingchen put his arms around Xue Yang.

A-Qing hadn't come back yet, if A-Qing came back, his Taoist priest wouldn't dare to be so bold, Xue Yang knew it very well.

"Daoist, apart from night hunting, what else do you like?"

"Reading, playing chess..."

Xiao Xingchen suddenly stopped.

Xue Yang immediately understood the reason.

Xiao Xingchen, who was already blind, couldn't do these two things anymore.

"You can tell me which book the Taoist priest wants to read, and I will read it to you. Playing chess... I can learn how to play chess. Would you like to teach me, Taoist priest?"

"Okay." Xiao Xingchen agreed with a smile, the smile froze on his face, and his thoughts turned to the black and white game on the chessboard. He always used white pieces, and his chess friends always held black. In the shade of a tree, the two of them can spend most of the day in a game of chess...

Xue Yang's eyes darkened, as if he could see through Xiao Xingchen's thoughts at this moment.

And his voice is still playful: "If the Taoist priest doesn't say he likes me, I won't be happy."

Xiao Xingchen had no choice but to offer a kiss to him.

Skin-to-skin kisses are very addictive, and when the kiss was in the dark, Xue Yang was thinking in his heart that the medicine in the black gourd that had been hidden all along should come in handy.

Xue Yang hated Song Lan to the bone, and worked tirelessly to develop it.He melted the dagger that Xiao Xingchen had given him, made a mold according to the blueprints of Yiling Patriarch, and then used the corpse farm Jin Guangyao built for him to absorb a large amount of corpse energy.

In the early morning of the fifth day, the Yinhu Talisman was already completed!

Xue Yanghong kept her eyes open and carefully put the Yin and Yang Yinhu Talismans into two bags respectively.

He carried the Yinhu Talisman in his pocket, instead of looking for Jin Guangyao, he ran to Song Lan's Taoist temple.

He wanted Song Lan to be the first to appreciate his Yinhu Talisman.

And he just wanted to admire Song Lan's expression.

"Unfortunately, the director of my family has gone out, the benefactor can come back later."

But Song Lan wasn't there.

"Did he go out with Daoist Xingchen?"

"Exactly, my family's Guanzhang is with Daoist Xiao."

Xue Yang became furious after hearing this, and took out the Yinhu Talisman from his bosom.

The two Yinhu Talismans of Yin and Yang bite together instantly, and the two poles are connected, emitting a dazzling light.

Even though it was daytime, the entire Taoist temple was reduced to a place of extreme evil like night.

There was a strong wind, and the howling of ghosts and wolves was deafening.

Jin Guangyao couldn't get away for several days. He finally had the time to check on Xue Yang's progress, but found that he had gone to the building.

The table was in a mess, the mold and Yiling Patriarch's manuscript were still there, but the dagger was missing.

"Damn it!" Jin Guangyao slammed his fist on the table.

That guy Xue Yang is going to make trouble again.

When Xue Yang opened his eyes again, he felt much better.

Every time he kills, he sees visions.

Xiao Xingchen, who was dressed in white, frowned, pursed his lips, and shook his head at him.

So he was obsessed with killing.

Even if it was an illusion, he just wanted to see more.

But today, when he activated the Yin Tiger Talisman, what he saw was even more real.

The flustered Xiao Xingchen yelled at him: "Xue Yang, Xue Yang stop!"

The entire Taoist temple was as silent as death.

The manuscript is real, the ancestor Yiling didn't lie to him.

He took a deep breath of the blood-smelling air with great satisfaction.

"why is it you again?"

It was almost dusk when Song Lan came back.

The scene of Taoist priests coming in and out in twos and threes has resumed in the view, and Xue Yang is standing among them.

Xue Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "Where is Taoist Master Xingchen?"

Song Lan had a sullen expression on her face: "I'm afraid that you will disturb my peace again, so he moved out."

In fact, Xiao Xingchen went to the Jin's mansion to find Xue Yang.

Xue Yang snorted softly.

All the Taoist priests who were walking in the view changed their walking routes.

Song Lan said slowly, "You just wait in the courtyard, I sent someone to call Xingchen, he seems to have something to say to you."

Hearing this address, Xue Yang felt uncomfortable, and said, "It's fine if you don't come, but in fact, I came to see you today."

As soon as the words finished, a dozen or so Taoist priests quickly stepped forward. It turned out that Xue Yang had already refined them into walking corpses.

Song Lan was unprepared, and was almost pinned down by the walking corpse. Rather than avoiding it, he rushed to attack. Suddenly he spun on the ground, and drew his sword to attack Xue Yang.

Xue Yang seemed to have figured it out, and unhurriedly pulled the corpse of a ten-year-old Taoist priest to block him.

The little Taoist closed his eyes tightly, as if he was dozing off, or as if he was reciting Taoist scriptures silently.Looking at his face again, his face is livid, and his seal is purple and black, it is obvious that he has been dead for a long time.

Song Lan's movement only paused for a moment, and was immediately taken down by the walking corpse ordered by Xue Yang.

"Despicable!" Song Lan scolded.

Xue Yang walked around behind him, and kicked Song Lan's knee hard. Several walking corpses pressed Song Lan's shoulders, and he knelt down in front of Xue Yang.

Xue Yang randomly picked up a sword from the ground, and slashed at Song Lan's face.

"what--"

Song Lan covered her eyes tightly, blood dripped from Song Lan's cheeks and between her fingers.

In Xue Yang's eyes, it looked like Song Lan was crying and apologizing to himself, with red tears streaming down his face.

"Why do I have any complaints and worries with you, you want to destroy my Taoist temple?"

"Song Daochang, speaking of it, there is really no hatred or enmity," Xue Yang said lightly, "Save your dog's life, and stay away from Xingchen Dao in the future!"

When Xu Shi heard him mention Xiao Xingchen, Song Lan suddenly crawled forward, groping for Xue Yang with bloody hands.

"What are you going to do to him, Stardust? What are you going to do to him?"

Xue Yang kicked Song Lan away, spat, and said viciously, "You don't care!"