I'm a thousand years older than you

The night was getting darker, and the dark sky was empty without stars or clouds.Only when the eyes touch the dim halo of the street lamps on the side of the street, do you realize that the drizzle has been falling silently.

In the middle of the night when it is lightly raining like this, no one wants to stay outside. Even a young man who has drunk too much wine in the bar and wants to come out for a walk, will curse when he sees the rain, and give up the idea of ​​blowing .If it is pouring rain, going out to take a shower is not unhappy, but if it is a soft drizzle like this, it will be a bit annoying if it falls on the body, like a faint melancholy that cannot be shaken away.

The rockery in the park was soaked by the rain, and the light was slippery at the moment, and the shadows of the surrounding trees were hazy and empty, presenting a scene of peace and tranquility.

The moment he stepped into this silent forest, the string that had been tightly holding his reason was suddenly broken. Lu Yebai raised a hand and slapped the tree trunk hard, and the leaves immediately rustled. It fell, pouring down countless drizzles, and thick black mist overflowed from between his fingers, almost covering the sky, spreading to the surroundings, gradually blending into the darkness of the tree shadows, within a short while, the sound of the trees The sound of falling to the ground one after another.

The hostility that had been entangled in his heart finally dissipated a little with this palm. He turned around, let himself fall backwards, hit the tree trunk with his back, and let out a breath of relief.

Ever since he dreamed of Wen Zihe when he was a child, every night, the powerful monster power in his body began to surge restlessly, clamoring to get out of his control all the time.At first he was able to suppress it, but now the situation is getting more and more wrong, especially tonight, when he woke up suddenly, he found that his hands were trembling uncontrollably, and there were even wisps of black mist overflowing.

He almost didn't think much, and fled out of Wen's house in a hurry.Fortunately, Wen Zihe had just recovered from his poisonous injury, and slept deeply every night, so he didn't notice it.He walked aimlessly along the way, his fingers stretched out inadvertently, and he retracted them tightly again and again. His nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and he suppressed the urge to unleash the demonic power in his body.

He noticed that his heart became more and more tyrannical for no reason, as well as the increasingly powerful ominous evil spirit in his body, although Wen Zihe said that no matter what strange things happened to him, he would tell him, With him, there is no need to be afraid.

But Lu Yebai knew that if he told Wen Zihe about the current situation, it would only add to his troubles and concerns.Wen Zihe is good at disguising himself very confidently, with an appearance of "you don't have to worry if I'm here", but it's extremely unfortunate that Lu Yebai is just the best at seeing through Wen Zihe's pretense, knowing when what he says is true and what What I said at the time... It was words that I didn't know what to do in my heart, but I still wanted to comfort others.

He quietly returned to Wen's residence before dawn, his body was already badly wet from the rain, so he simply went to take a bath, and when he came out, he saw an acquaintance.

"Master?" The man turned his back to him, but judging from his attire and appearance, it was undoubtedly Reverend Ruan.

Master Ruan turned around: "Oh, apprentice, long time no see."

Lu Yebai wiped his hair with a towel, then put the towel on his shoulders casually, and said with a smile, "When did Master come?"

When he asked this question, he felt a little worried. If Master Ruan happened to catch him going out or coming back... it would be a little troublesome.

"Yesterday evening. How's it going? Is the injury on your body healed?" While speaking, Ruan Zhenren looked at Lu Yebai, but he didn't see any obvious injuries. He walked to the long table beside him, "Breakfast is already set, how about Sit here and have a meal with Master?"

Lu Yebai nodded in agreement, and was about to take a step forward when Master Ruan threw a small ball of paper at him. He raised his hand to take it, and opened it to see that on a piece of crumpled yellow paper, there was a picture drawn with red cinnabar. Complicated spells.He raised the yellow paper in his hand: "Is Master here because of me?"

"Tsk, it's my apprentice after all, very sensitive." Ruan Zhenren crossed his legs and straightened his Taoist robe, "How did you guess?"

"Master knew I was injured, so he tried me with a talisman." Lu Yebai sat down on the chair beside her, unfolded the talisman, and stroked it with his fingers a few times, "Zihe probably invited you here, For my situation...does Master have anything to do?"

He didn't shy away from it, and Ruan Zhenren also said it bluntly, and waved his hands: "Don't think too highly of me, I only have a little idea, and I'm still thinking about it. However, even if I come up with a solution, I can't guarantee success [-]%. Will definitely allow me to use it on you."

Mentioning Wen Zihe, Lu Yebai's eyes softened, and he said, "Zihe is not me after all, and he dare not take risks with me. But if Master thinks of something, just try it on me, I don't mind."

He could well understand Wen Zihe's concerns, but right now the monster power in his body is getting stronger and stronger. In order to avoid losing control in the future, even if Master Ruan finally proposed a method of "hurting the enemy one thousand and self-damaging eight hundred", he would not hesitate to do so. Hesitantly give it a try.

Ruan Zhenren said: "Actually, my thoughts are the same as yours. To paraphrase a common saying 'wealth and wealth are found in danger', even if I can come up with a hundred ways to kill demons, if I don't take a risk, it will be empty talk."

"Then, this is considered an agreement between us, please master not to tell Zihe." Lu Yebai folded the yellow paper, pushed it in front of Master Ruan, thought for a while and moved it back to his side, "This Talisman paper, can master give it to me?"

"It's just a piece of talisman, take it as you like." Ruan Zhenren said, "But this talisman can only test the evil spirit on the body, it can't drive away the demon."

Lu Yebai nodded clearly, put the yellow paper into the bag, raised his head, and saw Wen Zihe walking towards this side.

"Morning." He smiled.

Wen Zihe stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyelids: "Morning...why did you take a bath early in the morning?"

Lu Yebai got up and walked to him, whispering in his ear: "There is usually only one reason for a man to take a bath for no reason."

The warm breath blowing into the ears made it itchy, Wen Zihe slightly tilted his head: "What's the reason?"

Then, without knowing what Lu Yebai said next to his ear, Wen Zihe slapped the table, causing the bowls and chopsticks on top to jump up and down: "Lu Yebai!"

Lu Yebai coughed lightly, and said with an innocent face: "Huh? You want to ask yourself."

Listening to the conversation between the two gods, Master Ruan was at a loss, and finally had to ask her apprentice cautiously: "Mr. Wen has a bad temper today?"

Lu Yebai didn't know what he was reminiscing about, so he smiled lowly: "...well, probably."

I couldn't stay here any longer, Wen Zihe gave the master and apprentice a sad look, turned around and walked out, and said coldly: "Eat your food."

Ruan Zhenren commented: "I have a bad temper." Then he picked up the wooden spoon on the table, scooped up a spoonful of white porridge, and said, "It's very fragrant, apprentice, don't you want it?"

Hearing this sentence, Lu Yebai subconsciously glanced at the porridge that was still steaming, and realized belatedly that he hadn't eaten for more than ten days, neither feeling hungry nor feeling hungry. I don't feel used to it.This is probably because... I am already close to the side of the monster?

Dodo squatted on the swing with half-closed eyes. It rained last night, and the wooden swing was still wet, even the long feathers on Dodo's tail were wet.It was combing its wings with its pointed beak, and when it sensed someone approaching, it stopped and looked up at the person.

Its owner seemed a little annoyed, but it didn't look like he was really angry. This was the first time such an expression appeared on the owner's face.Duoduo moved to the side, and wiped back and forth on the swing with his long feathers a few times in a fawning manner, giving up the position beside him.

Wen Zihe also sat down on the swing, grabbed the chicken, looked it over carefully, and said, "You really don't look like a chicken, what are you?"

Duoduo endured the scrutiny without moving, without saying a word.Wen Zihe picked up the feathers on the top of its head, put them down again, and said thoughtfully, "A species I've never seen before."

Duoduo suddenly let out a broken neigh, raised his head, Wen Zihe looked along it, and found a letter bee flying in the air.

He spread out his palm, with the palm facing up, and lightly hooked his five fingers inward. The letter bee, which was still flying slowly, rushed into the Wen Zhai barrier as if it had received a signal, and then landed quietly in his palm.

The surface of this letter bee has been stained dark by the rain, and the evil spirit on it is vaguely familiar. Wen Zihe opened the letter bee and saw a piece of plain silk lying inside.

It was written on plain silk: "Young master, do you still remember me? I am the trace of the invisible clan in Lingge Mountain. You left me this letter bee back then, and told me to let you know if I have something important to do." .”

Wen Zihe left this letter bee for Shizong at the beginning, and told him that there was a situation to inform him, referring to the missing monsters, but Shizong misunderstood it, thinking that Wen Zihe wanted to control Lingge Mountain All the important actions, and now it is estimated that something happened, and I wrote a letter to tell him.

Wen Zihe smiled, glanced casually, and saw the following, but the smile gradually disappeared from the corner of his mouth.

Zhizong wrote: "Since the past few days, no matter how much I have devoted myself to practice, the essence absorbed from the moonlight is still only a little bit, which is not as good as before. I also suspect that I am not talented enough. It is difficult to move forward after the inevitable "blocking" hurdle. When chatting with the clansmen, I found that everyone was like this. Although they kept practicing, their cultivation base had hardly improved. No matter how abundant it is, it seems as if someone snatched it all within a few days. Our family was originally born with a defect, and now we can't rely on the acquired moonlight essence to make up for it. The whole family is panicked from top to bottom. The Patriarch has already reported to Fengqi Mountain, but has not heard back. If the young master is willing to take the time to come, the whole family of Shizong will be very grateful, and we will definitely repay you in the future."

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