I'm a thousand years older than you

When Wen Zihe came out from Duan Yuming, he didn't actually leave, but went up to the top of the extreme cold.

On the top of Fengqi Mountain, for thousands of years, the spring breeze has been relentless, and the snow has been brutal and windy. At a glance, everything is white, and there is no limit. It makes people don't know where they are for a while.

Wen Zihe walked in one direction with ease, until he saw the small "Tomb Keeper Pavilion".

The outer circle of the Extreme Cold Summit is used to bury the dead of the Yaozu, guarded by a few Yaozu children who committed minor crimes. Those children naturally recognized him, and the leader bowed respectfully towards him: " How did the young master come down from the mountain?"

"Sit at the dead son's place." Wen Zihe leaned against the pavilion pillar, "You won't report me, will you?"

The few disciples glanced at each other, it stands to reason that the tomb guards are not allowed to go out without authorization, but the elders turned a blind eye, how dare they pursue it.Hearing the words, he replied repeatedly: "How dare you dare."

Wen Zihe saw the expressions of several people, and smiled: "Then I will go back quietly, and you all pretend you haven't seen me."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about other people's reactions, and walked straight in through the main entrance of the cemetery, turning himself from an intruder into a returning person without leaving any trace.

Several disciples secretly slandered: Look at this swaggering appearance, what kind of "quietness" is it?

The "silver coffin" is at the highest place on the top of the extreme cold, and the children guarding the tomb outside are not allowed to enter the cemetery, so naturally they cannot go inside.Even if someone came in, they would be blocked by the barrier.

He stretched out a hand and pressed it lightly on the cloud-shrouded air, and was sucked in by a force after a while.

His vision was temporarily blinded by the white mist, and when he could see clearly, he was already standing inside the barrier.A person who looked exactly like him appeared in front of him.

He was startled reflexively, and then remembered—this is the puppet he left behind when he left 21 years ago.

That puppet can't speak, it's just a show that looks like a young master, it's not useful, after more than 20 years, its body is already a little bit crumbling.

Seeing such a weak and frail self, Wen Zihe also felt very uncomfortable. He repaired the puppet in a few moments, and then let it go for a walk by itself.

The silver coffin was the place where Ying Hui's remnant soul was imprisoned back then. It looked like a crystal-clear short column, somehow it reminded him of the "crystal coffin" in Lu Yebai's story.

The "Crystal Coffin" is empty now, neither Snow White is lying there nor a cruel soul is locked.

He sat down with his back against the "crystal coffin".Although this is the cemetery of his enemy, after all, it is a place he has been used to for thousands of years. The surroundings are lonely, but it makes people feel calm.

He took a deep breath, feeling the biting cold air reaching his lungs, which slightly soothed the ups and downs in his heart.

At the same time, Duan Yuming's words kept echoing in his ears, for a while it was "Do you think he can stay out of it?" for a while, "Are you going to stab him with a knife or protect him?"

——So the suppressed emotions came out again.

Thousands of years of frost and snow did not blow his heart as hard as ice.Whenever he encounters matters related to Lu Yebai, he seems to be particularly irritable, distracted, and mother-in-law.

As soon as the Mingjian incident happened, especially now, he knew that Lu Yebai might not be able to be a normal person in this life.Over the years, he has not stopped looking for ways to drive Ying Hui out, but in the end he found nothing.After all, the monster ran into the belly of a mortal and attached itself to a fetus. There is no ancient rule to follow. No one knows whether Ying Hui will wake up, and what will happen to Lu Yebai on the day he wakes up——

He watched him grow from a brat with a snotty nose to a handsome young man. His mentality was as if he was taking care of his own junior, but also as if he was looking at his friend.Naturally, I hope that I can protect him for the rest of my life.

The extremely cold summit was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the cold air was bitter. He sat down for an entire afternoon as if he was not afraid of the cold.

"Summer is here, and the vegetables in Master's yard are so beautiful. There are green loofahs, yellow pumpkins, and rows of small peppers..."

With one hand on his waist, Lu Yebai put a hoe on the ground with the other hand, looking at the vegetable field in the backyard of Ruan Zhenzhen's house, and made up a composition for elementary school students as he went to each place in his mouth.He was wearing a short-sleeved pair, with trousers rolled up to his calves, and he looked like a serious farmer.

"Very good." He was very satisfied, "All the varieties have been watered."

This is the practice Ruan Zhenren arranged for him.After taking care of Ruan Zhenren's vegetable garden, he can go to the study to read casually, a lot of strange travel notes, chat with Ruan Zhenren, and occasionally watch her engrave spells.

He has gained a lot in the past few days, and he has reshaped a new and complete world view.

Ruan Zhenzhen is also very satisfied - she has never met anyone willing to chat with her in her life - she has officially accepted him as a disciple, and he will be the only disciple of "Yixin Sect" from now on. Unexpectedly, he will be the next head.

Regardless of whether it is meaningful or not, it is quite powerful to say it.

It's also because Wen Zihe didn't have much contact with Master Ruan. If he knew that Master Ruan was such a virtuous person, he wouldn't send Lu Yebai here even if he was killed.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang. Lu Yebai hadn't heard this familiar melody for a long time, and he was thinking about someone again. He answered it quickly like Pavlov's dog, with a little vague expectation: " Hello."

"Yebai, are you in that summer camp yet?" It was his mother.

Lu Yebai cleared his throat, and eased the embarrassment of being affectionate: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"How is it? Is it fun? What class do you have?" Lu's mother over there seemed to be talking nonsense, and kept asking questions, "Why do you say that you didn't hear anything after you went there? Don't play like Zihe, I'll tell you." You said, it's been several days, and your dad thought you disappeared."

"No way. Isn't there no signal here?" Lu Yebai said casually, and immediately added after realizing it, "I mean the laboratory is completely sealed, and there is no signal for a whole day."

There is really no signal on this unknown mountain, Lu Yebai often can't find the Internet, his mother can call in, probably because of his good character.But it's okay not to mention Wen Zihe, but when he mentioned it, he remembered that the man said that there was no signal at the place where he worked, so could it be here?

He had thought that Wen Zihe was a monster, but now he suddenly felt that Wen Zihe might also be a Taoist priest.

He was thinking wildly, and he just responded blindly to what his mother said over there.After hanging up the phone, he turned to the text message on the screen and learned a lesson: Why didn't you hear from me once you went there?

Those text messages were sent by Wen Zihe on the day they reunited, there were only two text messages, and he took them out to have a look if he had nothing to do, and he could see a hundred flavors.

He stuffed his mobile phone back into his trouser pocket, and suddenly remembered the story of the monkey in the Himalayas——the more people in the village at the foot of the mountain restrained themselves from thinking about the monkey in the Himalayas, the more they would think about it, so they couldn’t order it for the rest of their lives. Stone becomes gold.

He felt that Wen Zihe was that monkey in the Himalayas, jumping up and down in his mind tirelessly, unable to drive him away.

"Master!" He yelled into the room, pretending to be happy, "I'm done pouring! When are we going to chat?"

He has learned how to speak pleasantly since he was a child, and is good at getting along with various types of people. In the past few days, he has figured out what Ruan Zhenren likes, and he pretends to be a silly white sweet with a strong desire for knowledge.

Ruan Zhenren quickly appeared at the door: "It's teaching. Now that you are an official disciple of my Yixin Sect, I naturally want to teach you some orthodox knowledge."

Lu Yebai: "No problem, I will listen to whatever you say."

Master Ruan didn't spare his Taoist robe, so he sat down on the threshold: "Let me tell you about the history of our sect's development."

Lu Yebai: "..."

He didn't want to hear about the history of any sect's development.

But he still replied, "Yes, Master."

Reverend Ruan coughed, met his eyes wide and small, and said for a while, "Sorry, I don't remember either."

Lu Yebai hurriedly said: "Master, don't you think that if you accept me as an apprentice, you have to put on a decent posture. Our sect, the word 'one heart', doesn't it mean to follow one's heart? What do you want to say? Whatever you say, I like to listen to it, wild history and miscellaneous monsters are the best."

Ruan Zhenren originally thought that she had accepted an apprentice and was regarded as a serious master. She wanted to pretend for a while, but when she heard the apprentice said so, she laughed "haha" twice: "To tell you the truth, my master likes to talk about some sects. History, I want to learn from him, but I can't remember it. Then I will tell you about the "Liuzhou Ghost" you read yesterday, have you finished it?"

Lu Yebai leaned his hoe against the wall casually: "It's over. There are a total of 32 monsters mentioned in it, and six of them can eat people."

Ruan Zhenren waved his hand: "There are not many monsters that can eat people now. The monsters recorded in it are almost dead."

"How did he die? Did he die of old age naturally?" Lu Yebai asked.He already knew that the life of a so-called monster is actually somewhat similar to an elongated version of a human life, with love and hate, separation, birth, old age, sickness and death.

Ruan Zhenren didn't seem to be answering him: "I don't know much about the history of the sect, but there is a history in the Yaozu. I have studied it for a long time. If you are willing to listen, I will tell you now."

Lu Yebai didn't know how this topic changed, but he loved to listen to the history of the Yaozu, so he might be able to figure out where Wen Zihe came from, so he said, "Apprentice, listen carefully."

"Do you know why people in the world now think that there are no monsters in the world? Because there are very few monsters. In the past, people dare not go out at night because there are many monsters in the mountains. Not all of them are harmful, but some are very cruel. "Ruan Zhenren said, "About 1000 years ago, there was a great war among the monsters. After that battle, the most brutal monster died, and half of the monsters who united to encircle and suppress him also died. All the rest moved to Fengqi Mountain with the Demon King and hid, so it is nearby."

"Fengqi Mountain?" Lu Yebai searched carefully in his head, "I seem to have never heard of it when I grow up."

"In the Yanshan area, there is an enchantment, and ordinary people can't get in, let alone know about it." Ruan Zhenren said, "Most of the monsters in "Liuzhou Ghost" died in that battle. I heard from Master that, The monster who was hunted down and killed by them back then was a dragon, who had cultivated some kind of monster way, whose strength was against the sky and tyrannical, whether he died or not in the end, there are still a few people arguing about it."

"If that kind of thing is not dead, it should not be able to hold back and come out to do evil, right?" Lu Yebai said, and then he seemed to mention it unintentionally, "Master, there is a book that can change into various appearances. monster, what's going on?"

"You know, for those who become demons through cultivation, what they look like after they take human form depends on their luck. Those who are born demons, just like us, probably have something similar to genes in their bones. Generally, they can't change into other appearances casually." Ruan Zhenren paused, "However, there are exceptions. The kind of monster you mentioned is called a 'face monster'. It is born to change into various forms to deceive people, and it died in that battle. There is also a kind of monster that will kill people and then attach Body, it looks like that person, and it can be regarded as the change you said. But it has not been recorded for many years, and it probably exists in the country tales."

Lu Yebai nodded, and said more bluntly: "Master, have you ever seen a monster pretending to be a human being, growing from a child to an adult?"

Ruan Zhenren took a look at him: "That's actually constantly changing his appearance. Ordinary monsters can't do it, and it takes a lot of cultivation to do it. If your cultivation is short, your life will be short. It's not worth it. Besides. What are you doing so blindly all the way? Are you full?"

Lu Yebai wanted to ask again, but he was afraid that he would be too impatient - this real Ruan's butt was very likely to sit on the same bench as Wen Zihe, so don't turn around and sell him.

Wen Zihe...what the hell is it?

The monster who lives with him calls him Young Master. He has a knife that looks unusual. He is very skilled in using a knife, and he can use spells to cover the doors and windows of the car... It doesn't look like a human being.

If he is really a monster, he will turn into a child and stay in Xijing after expending his cultivation, what is he trying to do?

Lu Yebai felt that the problems in his head were enough to produce a book of "One Hundred Thousand Whys", he shook his head, and suddenly recalled the day he pretended to fall asleep, and heard Wen Zihe at the door of the room telling Bi Yao that there was a treasure in Xijing ——

What is that treasure?

The author has something to say: Monkey Story in the Himalayas (from Du Niang):

At the foot of a big mountain, there lived a group of mountain people. They worked hard at sunrise and sunset but got little.One day, a tourist came from outside the mountain, and he said to the mountain people: "I know a spell, as long as you face the mountain and recite this spell silently in your heart, a lot of gold coins will appear in front of you. I can teach you the spell You, but you have to give me a sum of money as a reward first."

So the mountain people managed to collect the money and handed it to him, and then sat on the ground and listened attentively.Visitors from outside the mountain began to teach: "The mantra is: *****************, but when you recite this mantra, you must not think of the monkeys in the Himalayas, otherwise the mantra will be invalid. .”

The mountain people said: "Sure, sure. Who will go back and think about the monkeys in the Himalayas?" The tourists left, and the mountain people got ready. Everyone faced the mountain and chanted a mantra devoutly.However, the monkey in the Himalayas always appeared in their minds, and the more they reminded themselves not to think about it, the clearer the monkey's image was.In the end, gold coins appeared in front of no one.The mountain people thought: He was right, the spell really didn't work.