Yin Yang

The incident of the Artifact Refining Gate being attacked since Ziwei Sect sent people to the Artifact Refining Gate, the development of the whole thing has become strange.The Artifact Refining Sect, which was very angry at first, has been standing still, as if this incident didn't happen, the silent attitude is very strange, and Tianxuanzong is also in a state of standing still as the outside world speculates.

On the contrary, Ziweizong jumped up and down in it, and was watched by everyone like a clown, but he didn't get any benefits at all.

And the secret service department no longer paid much attention to the follow-up of the matter, anyway, the situation has become clear, this is a lesson for the Tianxuanzong and the Artifact Refining Sect to teach the Ziweizong.Anyway, this has nothing to do with them, so I just wait and see the follow-up of the situation.

After returning to the secret service building, Su Yi lived in his room for a few days, and was dragged into his room by Yixiu to sleep together. Su Yi's room became half of his studio.It's just that they still haven't completed the great harmony of life. Most of the time they just kiss and hug each other, and then they just sleep under the quilt.

Yixiu, who was sleeping with Su Yi in his arms, was in pain and joy. Although he really wanted to eat the young man obediently nestled in his arms, he respected Su Yi's thoughts and planned to wait until he was ready.

Time continued to pass peacefully, during which the people from the secret service made several visits to the rich and powerful's houses and solved some trivial problems for them.This kind of business has increased significantly during this period, obviously because people from the Taoist sect, especially the Tianxuanzong and Ziweizong, are mostly staring at the attack on the Artifact Refining Sect and have no time to care about others.In addition, there were no ghosts who had been promoted to level [-] when they went out to patrol, and it was a peaceful day.

One day, after Su Yi slowly finished drawing the patterns of a bronze mirror magic weapon, he was about to put the bronze mirror into the cardboard box at his feet, when a gust of wind blew through the half-opened window, blowing the curtains continuously raised.

There was a slight sound of bells in the wind, Su Yi paused, put down the bronze mirror and turned back slowly, and saw Feng Qingwei standing in front of the window, looking at him quietly.

He couldn't help being a little embarrassed, because all the materials in the stone house were emptied in the South China Sea Secret Realm before, and he didn't know if Feng Qingwei came to him to talk about this.

After a moment of silence, he still felt that he wanted to speak out.

"That... I saw you in the South Sea Secret Realm before... Then we went into that stone house and took away all the materials in the stone box on the third floor..."

Feng Qingwei obviously didn't come to investigate the matter of them taking away the materials. She didn't seem to know about it, and she didn't expect Su Yi to tell her this. , you can take it away."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Su Yi quietly and said, "The centenary ceremony of Haogezong is about to begin, are you ready?"

Su Yi was taken aback, the hundred-year ceremony of Haogezong?

He couldn't help sitting upright, and asked, "What's wrong with Haogezong's Centennial Ceremony?"

Feng Qingwei looked at him silently, pursed her lips slightly, and lowered her eyes in silence.

Su Yi thought about the last time Feng Qingwei disappeared in the middle of her speech, so she stood up and asked repeatedly: "Who the hell is Ni Hongyun? We searched all over Huaguo, but we couldn't find anyone who matched, and then we found him in the secret realm of the South China Sea." a clue..."

Feng Qingwei's eyelashes trembled, and there seemed to be some extremely complicated emotions hidden behind those dead eyes.She raised her head to look at Su Yi, her pale lips slightly opened and closed: "Ni Hongyun...he is in Haogezong, please stop him."

Su Yi was taken aback, and murmured in a low voice, "Is there really such a person?"

Haogezong... Ni Hongyun...

Feng Qingwei fixedly looked at Su Yi who was thinking with his head down, and said: "The Hundred Years Ceremony is the time when Haoge Sect's defense is weakest. If you have any plans, you must seize the opportunity."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingwei turned around, and the small bells on the sleeves and skirt swayed with a crisp jingle sound, and the figure gradually became transparent, and it was about to disappear.

"Wait..." Su Yi was startled, raised his head and called Feng Qingwei.

Feng Qingwei paused, the illusory figure became solid again, and she turned her head slightly to look at him.

Su Yi looked at her seriously, and said softly, "I've always wondered, how... did you die in the first place? With your wisdom, you shouldn't be forced to die."

The atmosphere in the room instantly dropped to freezing point, Feng Qingwei looked at him fixedly, but her eyes fell on a certain point in the void.

After a long while, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she said lightly, "Forced to death? No."

She turned to look at Su Yi, and said in a low voice: "No one can kill us who have the power of ghosts and gods, except ourselves. When I knew the source of my wisdom and the existence of you and Yixiu, it was me He decided to kill himself."

Su Yi gasped for breath, his eyes widened in surprise.Feng Qingwei continued to say expressionlessly: "After the death of ghosts and gods, the three disappearing forces have never appeared at the same time. At that time, I realized that the three of us must not coexist in the world, although it seemed that there was nothing for the time being. problem, but this event must not be allowed to happen."

Feng Qingwei paused, and said calmly: "At that time, I decided to commit suicide. After my death, there will be no coexistence of ghosts and gods."

Su Yi swallowed with difficulty, and said in a low voice, "Then why are you now..."

Feng Qingwei's eyelashes trembled, her gaze was blank for a moment, and she murmured: "...I was deceived."

Su Yi was startled, he didn't hear what Qingfeng Qingwei said.

Feng Qingwei came back to her senses, looked at Su Yi fixedly, and suddenly took a few steps closer.The collar with broken tassels on her chest and the white jade long life lock swayed slightly. Amidst the crisp jingling sound, she raised her pale hand and gently reached out to Su Yi's eyes.

Su Yi subconsciously leaned back and narrowed his eyes.However, when Feng Qingwei's hand rested lightly on his face, he didn't feel anything, only a faint coolness lingered on his eyes.

His gaze penetrated Feng Qingwei's translucent palm, and he saw Feng Qingwei who was looking at him silently.

She looked into Su Yi's eyes and said softly: "It is a very reluctant thing to carry the power of ghosts and gods with a human body. Whether we are willing or not, we have to pay the price for this, just like your color blindness, He Yi Xiu monthly power riots. I have already paid my price, and what I got in return is this ending."

She slowly put down her hand, and the crisp bells jingled, and her figure gradually became unreal.

Before disappearing, her illusory voice clearly entered Su Yi's ears.

"Remember, no one can kill us but ourselves. You, absolutely, must not die."

Su Yi stared blankly at the empty room, touched his eyes subconsciously, and found that the coolness had long since disappeared.

Absolutely can't die...

Feng Qingwei, she...

He stood there digesting for a while, then turned around and went out the door to find Yixiu and Yu Hanyin.

"So, the power in Yixiu's body is really the power of ghosts and gods?" Yu Hanyin whispered, looking worriedly at Yixiu, who was leaning on the table next to him, holding Su Yi in his arms.

Yixiu looked very calm, and said, "Isn't there already a guess? Now it's just confirmed by Feng Qingwei. As for the price of the power riot, haven't I survived after so many years? It's nothing to worry about. Necessary. However, what does it mean that you must never die?"

Yu Hanyin sighed, and said: "If you can't die, it means that Feng Qingwei's current state is not right. Maybe if you and Su Yi die, something may happen. After all, the coexistence of the three does not necessarily have to be You are all alive, if you coexist in the ghost state of Feng Qingwei..."

Yixiu grabbed Su Yi's shoulders and said coldly, "I will not commit suicide easily, and Su Yi will not."

Hearing this, Su Yi nodded seriously.

Yu Hanyin thought about it for a while and thought it was true, so she put the matter aside for the time being and said, "Feng Qingwei said that Ni Hongyun is in Haogezong, what do you think?"

Yixiu patted Su Yi on the shoulder, motioning for him to talk.

Su Yi glanced at Yixiu, thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Either Ni Hongyun hid behind Haogezong, and Haogezong helped him cover it up, so there was no news about him from the outside world. Or Ni Hongyun hid His identity sneaked into the Haoge Sect, and the Haoge Sect didn't even know of his existence."

Yixiu raised the corner of his mouth, shrugged and said to Hanyin, "Which one do you think it is?"

Yu Hanyin narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "If anyone can hide their identity under Ni Yuansi's nose and do so many things, I don't think there is such a person who can do it."

Yixiu smiled, straightened up and said, "Okay, anyway, we were going to explore the Haoge Sect. Now that we have an accurate answer, it's better than wandering around aimlessly like a headless chicken."

Yu Hanyin nodded, and Yixiu took Su Yi out of Yu Hanyin's office and back to the dormitory.

Yu Hanyin watched their backs disappear, turned around and glanced at the printed paper on the table, picked up the paper with the word "Hongyun" on it, and frowned.

If "Ni Hongyun" does exist, who is the "Hongyun" in the ancient books?Is there a relationship between them?Or does it just happen to have the same name?

On the other side, Yixiu, who was walking towards the dormitory building, was out of shape and insisted on walking on Su Yi's body.Su Yi couldn't resist him, so he could only let him lean on himself, dragging a large burden and walking towards the dormitory with difficulty.

The chilly evening wind blew from the corridor, but Su Yi didn't feel cold at all. His whole body was hugged by Yixiu, and his whole body was covered with jumping and warm rays of light, so the cold wind couldn't blow him at all.

After returning to the hall of the dormitory building, Yixiu buried his face on Su Yi's shoulder and rubbed vigorously twice, then stretched out his hand and rubbed his head fiercely twice, before letting him go to walk.

Su Yi straightened out the messy hair on his head, and slowly followed Yixiu back to the third floor. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and was ready to sleep.

Yixiu put his arms around Su Yi, buried his face in Su Yi's soft shampoo-scented hair, and kissed and kissed on the little white hair.

Su Yi looked up at him, but Yixiu grabbed his mouth and squeezed a familiar warm tongue into his mouth.

The soft Su Yi let him kiss in his arms, and Yixiu quickly responded.He got up in embarrassment and ran out the door to the bathroom.

Su Yi froze for a moment, looked at the door that was not closed tightly, and lightly pursed his slightly red and swollen lips.

After Yixiu came back covered in moisture, he went to bed and hugged Su Yi, who was obediently lying in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, it's late, go to sleep."

Su Yi blinked, and silently had an idea in his heart, but he didn't say anything after all, just closed his eyes in his warm embrace.

-

Su Yi, who was sleeping, had a dream.

He dreamed of Feng Qingwei who was once a sacrificial son.

At that time, she was wearing the black sacrificial clothes, the wreath collar around her neck was still intact, and a white jade safety buckle of the same color as the longevity lock was hanging under the white jade longevity lock.

Feng Qingwei was walking in a place that was very unfamiliar to Su Yi, walking through a long corridor on the water, and stepping into a hall covered with tulle.People in the main hall, wearing familiar wide-sleeved and straight trains, saw her and saluted one after another, calling out respectfully and admiringly: "Master Sacrifice."

He seemed to be a pair of eyes floating in mid-air, following Feng Qingwei's movement, watching her push away the crowd, quietly flipping through ancient books in the hall, holding a brush and quietly deducing and recording something on the paper.

The peaceful scene in front of him made Su Yi's heart sink, and he quietly watched Feng Qingwei sitting in front of the desk, constantly reading ancient books and writing something on paper.From time to time, a member of the Haoge sect wearing wide sleeves and straight train came in to listen to her talk, and then left.Su Yi tried to listen to their conversation, but couldn't hear clearly at all.

Feng Qingwei stayed in the main hall or study room almost all day long, and Su Yi even saw the young Ni Yuansi who came to look for Feng Qingwei.

At that time, he couldn't see that he would become what he is now. He had a faint sense of elegance, but he was still a young boy who hadn't grown up.He surrounded Feng Qingwei, shouting Qingwei Qingwei all day long, trying to show a mature appearance in front of Feng Qingwei, and he looked a little cute.

Su Yi looked at the mime-like scenes in front of him in a daze, wondering why he dreamed of these scenes.

This hall is extremely peaceful, Feng Qingwei has been staying here quietly reading and writing, suddenly, a blood-stained Haoge sect stumbled into the hall, completely breaking the peace in the hall.

This time Su Yi finally heard what he yelled: "It's not good! The ghosts are back! Elder Xu, Elder An, Elder Luo... There are many people from the sect, they, they are all dead! Those ghosts who were manipulated They all ran away!"

Before sitting in the case, Feng Qingwei, who was writing something with a brush, was taken aback for a moment. After realizing what he said, her eyes continued to widen, and the brush in her hand fell with a "snap", hitting the half-written paper .

She stood up abruptly, and said with a pale face: "Impossible, how could something go wrong?! Take me to see it!"

Feng Qingwei left with the blood-covered Haoge Sect disciple, but Su Yi was confined in this hall and could not follow Feng Qingwei out.

Su Yi stared blankly at the door of the empty hall, and his eyes fell on the half-written piece of paper.

The handwriting on the paper was blurred and he couldn't see it, but the ink smeared by the brush was smudged into a large black area, which was extremely dazzling.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Qingwei came back.

She lowered her head, clenched her fists tightly, and walked back alone.She stepped into the hall slowly, the color of the long black dress on her body seemed to be deeper, it was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

Su Yi quietly looked at Feng Qingwei who was standing upright in the hall, and at her slightly trembling body under her wet long skirt, already aware of what happened.

Dark clouds billowed outside the main hall, suddenly a flash of lightning flashed, and a huge muffled thunder sounded suddenly.

Feng Qingwei trembled, as if she had been awakened suddenly, and murmured, "No, how could it be a backlash... There must be something wrong!"

She rushed to the study room, rushed to the bookcase, turned out all the papers that had recorded the results of the deduction, and dumped them on the ground, letting them be wet by the gray liquid dripping from her body.She herself knelt on the ground, flipping through the pages at a fast speed, roughly flipping through the paper that was originally laid flat, trying to find out what was wrong.

After turning over all the papers, Feng Qingwei found nothing.She gritted her teeth and crumpled the last piece of paper in her hand, threw it on the ground, and then made a "boom", wanting to hammer the empty bookcase hard.With her head down, her chest heaved violently, she got up again and flipped through the books on her bookcase.

It rained heavily outside the hall all night, and Feng Qingwei also searched in the study all night.When the clouds cleared and the rain faded away, and the sky dimmed, she sat blankly in the extremely messy study room, with all the books and papers scattered everywhere, and finally calmed down.

Su Yi watched her eyes turn from anger and despair to emptiness, and then condensed into condensed light again, then slowly stood up, took off all the papers stuck to her body and threw them on the ground.

"Using the pupil technique to manipulate ghosts... why did I have this idea and idea, and it succeeded, something is wrong..."

She murmured, slowly raised her head, and strode towards the outside of the hall.

This time Su Yi was able to follow her out of the hall, and he followed Feng Qingwei all the way, watching her walk across countless stone roads washed by heavy rain, and walked towards a small attic behind which was tightly protected.

There were two gatekeeper disciples in that small attic. When they saw Feng Qingwei striding forward, they couldn't help showing panic and fear.

Feng Qingwei said coldly: "Open the door, I want to go in and look up ancient books."

She already had the right to freely enter and exit this small attic. The two gatekeeper disciples looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't dare to stop her, so they opened the door and let her in.

The black sleeves fluttered, she strode into the small attic, picked up the lamp placed by the door, and headed in a certain direction with a clear goal.She finally stopped in front of one of the tall bookshelves, reached out to take down several ancient books, and sat down on the ground to read them.

In the following days, Feng Qingwei stayed in this small attic, flipping through it non-stop.

Su Yi quietly looked at Feng Qingwei who was biting her lower lip and staring intently at the ancient book, already knowing the ending.

I don't know how many days passed, Feng Qingwei went through all the books on that big bookshelf day and night, and finally fully understood where the wisdom that she admired and admired by the world came from.

You can control ghosts with your eyes, this is what the thoughts and wisdom in her mind told her.

There is nothing wrong with this, however, only the eyes of ghosts and gods can really control ghosts.

At the same time, she also deduced that the boy with terrifying power brought back by Tianxuanzong had the power of ghosts and gods.The ghost cave was opened, proving that the eyes of ghosts and gods were also born.

And what she possesses is the wisdom of ghosts and gods that is left out of the three ghost powers.

Feng Qingwei sat in the small attic for a day and a night without moving.

She understood that the wisdom of ghosts and gods in her body had deceived her, and some kind of unspeakable hidden existence used her to promote all this.Although all the ghosts in the ghost cave were repelled, it also led to the tragedy of the large-scale backlash of the manipulated ghosts. Xuanmen suffered heavy casualties, and the backlash escaped ghosts filled the world again.

She also understood that the three ghost powers cannot coexist in the world.

Then it was clear what she was going to do.

Feng Qingwei stood up slowly, her eyes were calm, and she stepped out of the small attic calmly.She returned to the previous hall, took out an extremely exquisite dagger from an altar, which looked like a sacrificial dagger, and headed towards a place where mournful sounds shook the sky.

Su Yi floated behind Feng Qingwei, looked in the direction Feng Qingwei was walking, and found a place full of white silk and white lanterns.

Step by step, she crossed the stone steps, crossed the stone bridge, and walked into the mourning hall filled with coffins and spirit tablets.

There were not many people in the mourning hall, and they all looked at Feng Qingwei in surprise or hatred, and some wailed and cursed her frantically.And she seemed to turn a blind eye to everything, just holding that exquisite dagger, and walked in through the gate covered with white silk.

She stepped into the hall full of coffins, and there were not many real corpses in the coffins around her, and more of them were eaten up by the backlashed ghosts, so she could only use her clothes to put herself in the coffin.She walked through the coffin, and the wide sleeves and skirts lightly brushed against the newly made coffin boards, and there was a slight jingle of loneliness.

She finally stopped in front of the spirit tablet, carefully scanned the names on the spirit cards one by one, then slowly knelt down in front of the countless spirit cards, bowed down, and kowtowed heavily.

The black hair hangs down from the back, winding a large black area on the stone floor.Feng Qingwei kowtowed loudly three times before getting up slowly, looking calmly at the spirit card in front of her.

Suddenly there was a commotion behind him, Su Yi looked back, and found that a middle-aged man hurried in, waved away everyone in the mourning hall, walked quickly to Feng Qingwei's side, and said repeatedly: "Qingwei, Come with me quickly, a large group of people gathered at the foot of the mountain is about to rush up, and it is almost impossible to stop them."

Feng Qingwei, who was kneeling, remained motionless, and said calmly: "I won't go."

The middle-aged man was startled, turned around twice on the spot, and said anxiously with trembling hands: "It's up to you! Qingwei, I know you want to atone for your sins, but you don't have to worry about running out of firewood if you leave the green hills, and there are so many people in the world today. Big ghost, we still need you!"

Feng Qingwei picked up the dagger in her hand, slowly pulled out the scabbard, and said in a low voice, "I don't need it anymore. Father, this Xuanmen, this world doesn't need me to live, my death is the best choice .”

The middle-aged man looked at her in shock, and wanted to grab the dagger in Feng Qingwei's hand, but she had already pointed the sharp point at her fair neck steadily.

"What are you doing! Qingwei, don't be impulsive! Put down the knife!"

"I'm sorry, father. My daughter is not filial, so I won't be able to take care of you in the future." Feng Qingwei looked at the trembling middle-aged man and said softly.

The middle-aged man knelt down in front of Feng Qingwei with a plop, and the old man said hoarsely with tears, "Don't...Qingwei, Qingwei, calm down, things haven't reached this point yet...you don't have to if you want to atone for your sins. It must be like this!"

"No, father, I'm not doing it for atonement. I have to die, and I die voluntarily." As she spoke, the dagger in Feng Qingwei's hand moved forward, the sharp dagger pressed against her throat, and a slender stream of blood flowed from the dagger The tip runs down the neck.

Her eyes drifted away for a moment, and a smile slowly evoked.

The next moment, she made a sudden force with the hand holding the dagger, and it pierced deeply through the fragile throat!

A large amount of blood gushed out instantly, Feng Qingwei trembled, her body tilted, and she fell sideways.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and quickly stepped forward on his knees and hugged Feng Qingwei's fallen body. With trembling hands, he tried to cover the wound on her neck that was constantly shooting blood, and wailed: "Qingwei! Qingwei -"

Feng Qingwei stared wide-eyed at her father who was holding her, trembling and panting, the light in her eyes gradually blurred.

The surrounding scenery also began to blur. Su Yi looked around subconsciously, and found a somewhat familiar blurry figure rushing in at the door, stumbling through countless coffins, and rushing towards this side.

He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Xue'er—!"