I'm a thousand years older than you

The Zangshu Pavilion, the lord of the monster clan, is hidden in an unknown corner of Fengqi Mountain. When Wen Zihe stepped out of the barrier, he felt the red beads in his hand moving in one direction, probably where the Zangshu Pavilion's barrier is located. .

Walking eastward for half an hour, I entered a forest. The forest was very dense, and there seemed to be some kind of enchantment that obscured the eyes. My eyes were intricate and often divided into multiple paths when I was not paying attention. will get lost.Fortunately, Wen Zihe was guided by a red bead, so he reached the depths of the forest without much effort.

This place seems to be isolated from the outside world, the surroundings are lonely, and the dense leaves are enough to cover the sky, making the light dim, and the shadows of the trees are reflected in a piece of amber that is naturally formed.

The Zangshu Pavilion was built facing this lake, surrounded by a circle of carved stone railings, and each stone pier is a barrier formation, from which red halos are layered and staggered, and the Zangshu Pavilion is shrouded in this area. Under a piece of red light, from a distance, it seems that the pavilion itself is shining.

This kind of enchantment that looks soft and gentle is actually very fierce. Someone who approaches the nearby area will be injured by the turbulent flow of monster energy that automatically pops up from the surface of the enchantment.That Yayu private guard they met outside Duan Yayuan that day entered here by mistake, and was beaten into a sieve for no apparent reason.

Wen Zihe carefully identified the location of the formation, and put the "key" given to him by Duan Yuming on it.Just as the red bead rolled into the hole on the stone pier, the red halo on the enchantment flickered violently twice, spreading a circle of light around, and then quickly extinguished, making people's eyes go dark.

Wen Zihe took advantage of this opportunity and quickly walked in.As soon as he stepped into the formation with his front feet, the circle of halo above his back feet lit up again, and the red demonic aura continued to spread along the circle of outlines, continuing to take on the task of guarding meticulously.

This book collection pavilion built near the water, except for the halo, looks almost the same as those built by ancient emperors in appearance, with upturned eaves, brown wood and white walls, at most it is a little smaller , Surrounded by exotic grass and beautiful trees, it looks more exquisite, beautiful and elegant.

The entire pavilion is divided into three floors, Wen Zihe closed the door behind him, first looked around, but the walls were empty as far as he could see, not to mention treasures, not even a speck of dust.

He waved his hand to sweep out a cloud of monster aura, which spread out in the air and spread around, and after a while, it seemed to be hindered by something, and it stagnated.

Anyway, Chuang broke in, and Wen Zihe was brutal to the end, destroying the barrier here, causing several ripples in the air, and then revealing the original appearance of the house.

There are two wooden brackets inlaid on the wall facing the door, like a place for hanging knives, but there are no knives on them.On the side below the bracket, there are some literati calligraphy, probably made by Duan Yanlin in his spare time, or maybe brought back by Duan Yuming from his travels in the world.

On the entire wall on the east side, there is a huge picture scroll, which shows a woman with fluttering clothes, holding a plum blossom with one hand, and smiling slightly at people.This is probably the Mrs. Duan Yanlin who has never met before.

It seems that the first floor of the Zangshu Pavilion does not seem to store books, but some personal belongings of the Duan family. Wen Zihe also noticed that the fire of Zhiguangyan is not here, so the Zhiguangyan in Duanyayuan , it really came from here.

He searched every place carefully, but he didn't find anything related to Ying Hui, so he went up to the second floor.

The second floor is filled with rows of large bookcases built against the ceiling, on which are the genealogies of various Yaozu families, as well as some verified records of the Yaozu's deeds.It seems that few people read it, and a thick layer of dust has already accumulated on the book.

Wen Zihe was about to continue walking in, when he caught a glimpse of a faint reflection somewhere out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but stop.

There was a row of genealogy trees in that place, but the surrounding area was very clean, without a trace of dust, and it was a little out of place with the entire gray bookcase. The light just now was reflected by the light from outside when it hit the smooth wooden bookcase.

Wen Zihe used a little demon power to destroy the barrier outside. The original family tree was gone, replaced by a bamboo slip.

The bamboo slips have obviously been tempered by time, and they are already extremely fragile. A slight touch can break the thread. Wen Zihe spread it out carefully. Every bamboo slip touched by his fingertips was smooth, as if it had been touched by someone. The hand was repeatedly taken out and grinded.

It was a document describing Ying Hui's life.

The bamboo slips said that this monster Ying Hui was not raised by his parents, but was transformed by a miasma in the heaven and earth. He didn't say how it was transformed, only that since it was transformed by the heaven and the earth, then the heaven and the earth cannot be transformed. If it dies, it should be dark and not die.

Since the day when Ying Hui was born in Huasheng, he has the appearance of an adult man. He is handsome and handsome, but no matter how glamorous his appearance is, his heart is as sinister as he is.Later, a group of equally restless forces gathered together, occupied a mountain with the strongest moonlight essence in the north, and began to plan to devour the entire monster clan and lead one side.

The following words can be glimpsed from what Ying Hui has done, and it is not new information.What is really intriguing is the sentence at the beginning of this bamboo slip, since it was born of heaven and earth, where did his two younger brothers come from, could it be that they are just called sworn brothers?

Wen Zihe put the bamboo slips aside for now, squatted down, and pulled out another book from under the bookcase.

If the bamboo slips in the front can barely be regarded as a biographical record, the book in the back is completely like a book that is flipped through after dinner.

The story is about a thousand years ago, the county magistrate of Qing County had a son. The young master had read all the sage books since he was a child, but he didn't have the idea of ​​being a sage. Not only do they talk about articles in Zhiguaizatan when they meet people, but what's more, they often lie on their backs in the courtyard in the middle of the night with disheveled hair, saying that they want to absorb the most refined and pure emperor liquid in the moonlight, and then become a demon, possessing the power that others cannot. The sorcery that can be achieved lasts a lifetime.

The family members suspected that he was bewitched by some kind of evil, so they immediately invited a group of monks and priests to circle around the young master and practice incense to drive away the evil spirits.After several months of tossing, the young master's condition is not getting better, but tends to worsen. He has a violent temper and beat up the Taoist priest who is exorcising evil spirits.

The family has no choice but to watch him indulge in ghosts and heresies. When he grows up, the family will force him to complete the task of marrying a wife and having children, hoping that with the burden on his shoulders, he can restrain himself and return to the right path .

Unexpectedly, on the night when the child was just full moon, the young master left a letter, saying that he would go out to travel and continue to pursue the law of becoming a demon, and he would never return.

The county magistrate lost this young master, and since then he has been sick for a long time and has been unable to be an official. The family with some family background has fallen into ruin and disappeared.

It was another story without an end, and did not explain what happened to the young master in the end, but Wen Zihe frowned a little. At first glance, this story looked like a story made up by others, but if it was true, Duan Yanlin would never hide it in many family trees, and even sealed it.

Duan Yuming mentioned that in ancient times, there was a man who sacrificed himself to monsters in the Gengshen Yeyuehua that happened every 60 years. After becoming a monster, although he had the power of a monster, his mind was confused and he was often crazy. , just like two people living in one body.What if that is not an anecdote, but a follow-up of the young master's travels in the storybook?

Could it be that after the young master went out to travel, he really met a certain monster, and the two reached some kind of agreement, thus making an exchange in Gengshen night?

Since there are rules to follow for the fusion of humans and demons, there should be records of relevant methods. If they are found, maybe they can go against the path of fusion and bring Lu Yebai back.Wen Zihe rummaged through the bookcases, but couldn't find any relevant materials. Maybe they didn't stay at all, or maybe they were destroyed.

He was about to put a book back in its place, when a few words flashed through his head——

Emperor Ooze, half demon...

If... the heaven and the earth are immortal, Ying Hui will never die, then just find a container that will perish and die, and put Ying Hui in it...

Using Diliuye as a guide, "sacrifice" Lu Yebai to the demon. After the fusion is completed, Ying Hui will no longer be born in the world, but will only be a half-monster——

Wen Zihe's face paled in an instant, and he staggered to stand up, but his hand was unsteady, and the book fell to the ground, kicking up a lot of dust all over the place.

He subconsciously bent down to pick up the book, and the moment his fingers touched the cover, he fell to the ground slumped as if all his strength had been exhausted.

It couldn't be more ridiculous, he thought.

No wonder there was no movement in the silver coffin on the day when Yinghui was unsealed, because he didn't accumulate demon power and escape, but someone let him out quietly.Apart from Duan Yanlin, who else can do this?

Wen Zihe originally thought that the reason why Ying Hui had been silent for 21 years was because of something that happened to him after he escaped, but in fact, it was Duan Yanlin who deliberately opened the seal of the silver coffin, and in some way sealed the silver coffin. Ying Hui, who was still in a state of chaos, drove out.

During this process, Ying Hui's consciousness might not even wake up, and he began to fuse with the baby following instinct.

Since Duan Yanlin dared to release Ying Hui at the beginning, he must have made a complete plan, and Duan Yuming dared to give him the key to the Library Pavilion so carelessly, he was sure that he would give up his current naive thoughts after seeing this .

Now, under the catalysis of Diliuye, Yinghui's monster power has gradually awakened. One situation is that his consciousness is gradually restored. The other situation is that the monster Yinghui will disappear in the future, and it will be replaced by a Neither human nor demon... Lu Yebai.

This is a matter of course and the trend of the times. Whether he is willing to admit it or not, it is no longer possible to separate Ying Hui and Lu Yebai.Regardless of whether it was the original owner or Ying Hui who survived in Lu Yebai's body in the end, there is no doubt that what he is about to face is the fate of being besieged and suppressed by the demon clan.

After chanting the slogan that those who achieve great things don't care about small things for a long time, it is easy to regard the lives of ordinary people as ants, and they will not give up until they achieve their goals.Duan Yanlin and Ying Hui have been fighting for a lifetime, but in the end, he made a decisive move and went down such a crooked path.

How considerate of the overall situation, how... despicable and shameless.

Wen Zihe didn't come back until dusk, Gan Song stood at the entrance, he had already raised his hand to signal his disciples to come forward to tie him up, but his face was like gold paper, his mind was in a trance, he didn't seem to respond to everything around him , and finally took his hand back.

Gan Song winked to make the disciples retreat, stepped forward and pulled Wen Zihe's wrist, motioned him to sit down, mixed the evil spirit into Wen Zihe's veins, and asked, "Where did you go?"

He didn't answer, the demonic turbulence in his body seemed to be a little more manic, and the remaining miasma didn't get better on its own, but walked around the surroundings again, with a momentum that couldn't be suppressed, no wonder his face looked so ugly appearance.Gan Song sighed: "Your mood is too turbulent, the miasma poison has taken advantage of it."

With empty eyes, Wen Zihe said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry."

"Do you still think about it?" Gan Song slowly introduced his evil spirit along the cold wrist, trying to suppress the miasma poison, "If you don't think about it, I won't cure you. Also tired."

"Think about it. Treat me, I won't run around anymore." Wen Zihe said in a low voice, as if he was very tired, and it seemed that his voice was just a little softer.

Naturally, he thought about it well. If he can't be cured, with this half-crippled body, how can he fight against the entire monster clan?

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The author has something to say: I was arrested by the teacher today to help record the questionnaire, and I was beaten/black/worked from morning to night, so I couldn’t love it

Only an hour or so in the evening had time to type some words out. Fortunately, I wrote [-] more words yesterday.Look!Isn't this chapter quite thick and long! (kiss your waist for a while

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