Brother, this showman

Through the light by the door, one can vaguely see the mess in the room, the tables, chairs and even the beams are in a mess, with sawdust falling like snow from time to time.

This should be the main hall. The statue enshrined in the center of the hall fell down due to the vibration just now, and lay across the center of the hall, dividing the spacious hall into two halves.

If you look any further, you won't be able to see clearly.

Ye Wenqing threw a fire talisman, trying to light up the darkness in the hall.

However, this light of fire undoubtedly disappeared, and was soon swallowed by the boundless darkness.The only sliver of light can only illuminate the vassals around him, and it is just a vague outline.

"Junior brother." Ye Wenqing subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed at his side, but he couldn't catch it for a long time.

"Feng Lianchen!" Ye Wenqing's heart skipped a beat, his tone became tense unconsciously, and he moved the flame on his fingertips to the side, but he didn't see Feng Lianchen.

Ye Wenqing frowned, not caring about anything else, and cautiously stepped forward.

Suddenly, there was an extra hand around his waist, which took him out heavily, and then the hall was filled with light.

"Senior brother, it's me." A gentle voice sounded from above Ye Wenqing's head, making his hanging heart finally return to its original position.

Ye Wenqing withdrew his hand across his chest, heaved a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Where were you just now? I can't see you."

"Always by my brother's side."

"Always by my side? Then why don't you answer me when I call you?"

"Brother called me?" Feng Lianchen was puzzled, "But I didn't hear it just now."

"Yes, I called twice." Ye Wenqing felt something was wrong after thinking about it, and turned around to look at the layout of the hall.

The god lying on the ground faced the ground, and it was impossible to tell which priest it was for a while.And now they were standing on the left side of the statue, with nothing but simple decorations under their feet, and they didn't see Xuan Yan's figure.

Ye Wenqing paused, pulled Feng Lianchen back a step, looked back and forth on the statue, and finally settled on the painted and mottled head of the statue.

"I'm sorry." Ye Wenqing bowed towards the statue, threw a thin rope around the statue's neck, and pulled it back abruptly.

The statue looked like a big buffalo that fell into the mud, and when it was pulled up, it let out a groaning sound of grievance.

"Junior Brother, give me a hand, and put this statue back to its original position." Ye Wenqing tapped his toes, jumped onto the altar, increased the strength in his hands, and shouted at Feng Lianchen below.

"it is good!"

Feng Lianchen threw Wuming, and two clusters of green flames rose from his palm.In an instant, the two clusters of flames split into pieces and turned into countless clusters of tiny sparks, and they circled around the statue in an orderly manner like ants carrying food one by one. Cooperating with Ye Wenqing's movements, he carefully put the statue back to its original position .

The statue returned to its original position, and the furnishings in the hall instantly returned to their original positions.The windows are clean and brightly lit, which is completely opposite to the mess that came in before, as if it was just their illusion.

"It was the first floor of the dawn just now, and the stars are moving." Ye Wenqing was so tired that he simply sat down cross-legged, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, but it happened to drip on the palm where the string had made a cut , causing a slight sting.

"That is to say, the layout of the main hall we see now is exactly what it was a hundred years ago. Did Zhan Mingzun replace it?" Feng Lianchen stepped forward, took Ye Wenqing's hand distressedly, and gently stroked the place in his palm. A scar that oozes blood, and continued his words.

"Well, hey hey! Don't you think it's dirty?" Ye Wenqing didn't feel how painful the cut in his palm was, but Feng Lianchen licked his palm with the tip of his tongue, itching and numb Yes, with that little something.

Ye Wenqing immediately withdrew her hand, patted Feng Lianchen's head, and gave him a sideways glance: "It's not a girl with delicate skin and tender flesh, so a little bit of skin is nothing."

"Okay, okay, don't get bored, go and find out where the master is." Ye Wenqing jumped up, and instead of falling to the ground immediately as imagined, he fell directly into a firm and warm embrace.

"Brother is injured, I have to take care of it." Feng Lianchen hugged Ye Wenqing tightly, pecked him on the cheek, and said in a serious tone.

The corner of Ye Wenqing's mouth twitched fiercely, and he looked down at the blood-stained gash on his palm.Is he a porcelain doll?If you open a mouth, you will be smashed to pieces?

Feng Lianchen didn't give Ye Wenqing too much time to worry about it, and just kept walking around the hall with him in his arms.Finally, when I walked to the backyard, I was attracted by the coffin placed in the center.

The outside of the stone coffin was covered with wet yellow mud, and even the mythical beasts carved on it were covered with mud and blurred.It's like a child who is still asleep in his sleep is ruthlessly awakened by his parents, looking at the world with sleepy eyes.

Judging from the dryness and wetness of the mud, the coffin should have been dug out not long ago.

The upper layer of the coffin was opened, revealing the dark red coffin inside.

Ye Wenqing looked far away and couldn't see very clearly, but he was regarded by Feng Lianchen as the "injured patient" who couldn't move, so he could only urge him to move forward.

The coffin placed in the stone coffin was the same as the one just bought from the coffin shop. It was bright in color and showed no sign of decay, and the smell of red paint could still be vaguely smelled.

If it wasn't for the person lying inside, Ye Wenqing would have thought that this coffin was newly bought.

If you want to say that the person lying inside is familiar and unfamiliar, say you are not familiar with it, but I was brought up by this person's other appearance.

It was Qi Yunchu lying in the coffin, his body was intact, as if he just fell asleep.

Qi Yunchu was changed into a gorgeous dragon robe, and the blood on his body was also wiped clean. The left side of his face was cut by a blade, but only bones remained, and some blackened dead flesh stuck to the bones.The flesh on the right cheek is still there, but it is occupied by criss-crossing scars like centipedes.

The voluminous robes fluttered over the thin body, like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes.

Ye Wenqing's eyes felt sore, and he struggled to look away.That young man who is as bright and flamboyant as the sun is shining.After all, it is like the dry river bed, after the surging water flow disappears, only the bony traces remain.

The ethereal singing lingered in the empty courtyard, desolate and melancholy, containing a different kind of melancholy and unwillingness.

"I visited the mountains and rivers from the world, and the mountains and rivers call me a happy guest. My ambition is like a blue cloud, and I can't ask for it after many years of travel. A few books are used up for half my life, and I have been sleeping in Nanke for a hundred years. Only after death can I understand the meaning of the past. Fate, the world will treat me poorly. "

"Wenqing, Ah Chen."

After the end of the song, an abrupt voice sounded behind him, and a vague sigh came closer with the sound of steady footsteps.

Xuan Yan rested his hands on the stone coffin, looked down at himself inside the coffin, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and smiled mockingly: "I'm afraid I'm the only one in this world who collects his own corpse."

"I wasn't like this before." Xuan Yan glanced at Qi Yunchu's shocking face, and the smile froze on his lips, "I'm not so scary. Wen Qing, you saw it, right?"

"Master." Ye Wenqing's voice trembled.

"Wenqing, do you know how the people at the time evaluated me and my senior brother?" Xuan Yan raised his eyes to meet Ye Wenqing's, and there was a gleam of light in his deep eyes, like running water suddenly emerging from a spring that had been dry for many years , Washing away the loneliness and bleakness that filled the pool, "Lang Yan is unique in Yu Xingye, Qi Yunchu is unparalleled in the world."

"Brother, he is from the Luanchuan tribe in Longnan. The Luanchuan tribe is a descendant of the gods. They follow the gods' orders and are respected by the world. After they complete their merits and virtues, they will be granted the title of envoy of the gods and they will be able to ascend in a short time. The Luanchuan tribe has a rule that all tribesmen must choose on their own. Temple practice. At that time, my brother chose Linyuan's Lingxu Temple, which happened to meet me."

"Brother is a descendant of the gods, and he is pure and kind. He hoes the strong and helps the weak, and is deeply loved by the people of Linyuan. As for me..." Xuanyan paused, and smiled wryly, "I felt proud at the time, but now I think about it. It's just incidental."

"Wenqing, I used you to test the dawn, and now I think it works well, so I want to try again. This time...for myself."

"So Master recruited all the monks, and the purpose of dissecting the golden elixir is to open the dawn again, so that he can go back to the past?" Ye Wenqing jumped out of Feng Lianchen's arms, and looked at Xuan Yan in astonishment.

"That's right, I want to go back." Xuan Yan nodded, his eyes showing nostalgia, "The current space-time chaos is caused by you and me, and another reason is the lack of Lingwu."

"I need a more powerful spirit weapon to act as the piercing slash. It must have strong spiritual power. Bai Chi is a rare orange weapon. It absorbs too much resentment and is difficult to master. I want to try to use the golden elixir. Spiritual power to temper it."

"Then what's the difference between you and Huhaha!" Ye Wenqing's expression was solemn, the brows were soaked in frost, the light in his eyes disappeared like the wind blowing candles, pain and anger were tightly intertwined in his ashen eyes .He clenched his fists tightly, creaking his knuckles.

"Master taught me since I was a child, 'Don't destroy others with your own selfishness, and don't mislead your way because of others' thoughts. Only practice together with kind thoughts, not for the sake of saving yourself and the common people.' Have you forgotten, Master?"

"Cangsheng?" Xuan Yan looked at Ye Wenqing's accusatory gaze, as if he had heard some joke, and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.It wasn't until there was a gleam of light at the end of the eyes, that point of accusation was isolated before stopping.

"What does the common people have to do with me, Qi Yunchu?" Xuan Yan turned around indifferently, "They are not worthy."

"To cut off Xiao Xiao is to disobey the destiny, and the punishment of heaven is bound to come. Why do you go against the sky, Master?" Ye Wenqing stared at Xuan Yan's resolute back, and said again unwillingly, "There is still Yanrantai, you go After that, what will Yanrantai do? Master, what do you want us to do?"

"That boy Lu Yan planted a large peach grove for you, and said that he would sell the peaches when they grow, and buy wine for you with the money. Master, please stop, please?"

"Wenqing, I can't turn my head back." Xuan Yan closed his eyes, and the fingers hanging by his side trembled slightly, "I still have private wishes, and I don't have much time to spend."

"Ayan! Bai Chi is finished!"

A voice full of endless joy sounded behind him, like a thunderbolt suddenly exploding in the clear sky, which caught the few people present off guard.

"Wen Qing, look, even if there is no golden elixir, Bai Chi can still make it. God is helping me." Xuan Yan smiled brightly, his eyes gleaming with determination.

Chen Xian ran over holding the white Chi, and even jumped when he encountered a stone, just like a child who picked up a treasure and was eager to show off to the adults in his family, happy and eager.

Ye Wenqing originally wanted to keep up with Xuan Yan, but when his eyes touched the white Chi in Chen Xian's hand, his eyes froze for an instant.