Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

"Your name is Qi Lian?"

"Correct."

Yan Xubai looked the boy up and down: "Mr. Fu is your master?"

"Yes." Qi Lian turned slightly sideways, leaving a way for Yan Xubai.

Yan Xubai remained silent, and continued to look at him: "When did you come to the dojo?"

Qi Lian still replied respectfully: "Eight years ago."

That day at Yanmen, Yan Xubai felt that the name Qi Lian was very familiar, if he had not the same name and surname, then he was the child of Zhou Sui and Qi Changyi.

"Are you the only son of Qi Mansion in Linru Town?"

Surprise flashed in Qi Lian's eyes, he didn't expect Yan Xubai to know his background.

"Before my grandfather passed away, I was entrusted to the dojo. I was loved by the master and accepted as a disciple."

Love?

"Mr. Fu was lucky to accept a disciple like you." Yan Xubai said coldly.

"It's not like this." The original appearance of Qi Lian holding it disappeared in an instant.As if he himself had spoken ill of Fu Guilan, he quickly explained: "When I was sent here, everyone said that I was possessed by an evil spirit, which made the Qifu run down. All the brothers and sisters thought I was Ominous, ignore me. Only the master does not dislike me and accepts me as a disciple..."

"After several years, everyone treated me better because of the master..." Qi Lian said, his voice gradually weakened.

Seeing Qi Lian like this, Yan Xubai didn't make it difficult for him.He looked down at Wuyou again, put the sword back into the scabbard, put it on the bench next to the window, and said: "Put the sword here, I'm leaving."

After stepping out of the room, Yan Xubai saw Fu Guilan coming in from the gate of the courtyard.

"Master, you're back." Qi Lian who followed Yan Xubai out shouted.

When Fu Guilan saw Qi Lian and Yan Xubai coming out of the room, it was still the same room where he was enchanted, the original tiredness on his face disappeared in an instant, and his usual smiling face changed, and he waved for Qi Lian to go back to his disciples' residence first. , "There are a lot of things to do today, don't do evening classes, go to bed earlier."

Seeing Qi Lian leave the courtyard, Fu Guilan's eyes changed, and he turned to Yan Xubai and said, "Mr. Yan, are you interested in going to the back mountain with me to check Yaoming?"

Yan Xubai didn't shirk, and replied "Yes".

It wasn't because what Qi Lian and Han Feizhou said had any influence on him, it was because Yan Xubai wanted to find out what happened to Yao Ming's abnormal movement in the afternoon.

Accompanied by the moonlight, the two went out from the back of Dulujian, took a shortcut and walked towards the back of Luozhao Mountain.

The mountain road is narrow, and even two people standing side by side are a bit cramped.Fu Guilan walked all the way, paying attention to Yan Xubai all the way, and what he said was serious.

Such a peaceful atmosphere instantly made Yan Xubai feel like he was back nine years ago, those days when he went out hunting with Fu Guilan.In a trance, Yan Xubai heard the question again: "What happened in the afternoon?"

He walked obliquely behind Fu Guilan, lowered his eyes to pay attention to his feet, glanced at Fu Guilan's sleeves from time to time, thought for a while in his mind, and replied: "The Yaoming in the direction of the back mountain has suddenly decreased. If it is not artificial, it should be Natural change."

Fu Guilan asked doubtfully, "Natural change?"

Yan Xubai said: "Mountain torrents or landslides."

This answer is obviously not convincing.Fu Guilan stopped suddenly, turned around, and said seriously: "Luozhao Mountain has not experienced any changes in the mountain for hundreds of years. If it happens, the towns at the foot of the mountain will naturally be affected."

Yan Xubai almost bumped into him, looked up at Fu Guilan, lowered his head again, and said a little impatiently: "That's man-made." Thinking of the sudden decline that happened not long after the mountain gate was forbidden to open in the afternoon.Until the ban was withdrawn later, but it was still not restored, something must have happened in the middle.

But what can happen?It is impossible for someone to move mountains and fill seas.

I just had a drink, and my brain is a little hard to use.Yan Xubai rubbed his forehead, he got a headache after the smell of alcohol dissipated, so he didn't care about these things anymore.

What changes forever, love changes how it changes.

He bypassed the people around him and continued walking along the mountain path.Fu Guilan could see that he was uncomfortable, so naturally he didn't say much.But after walking away for a while, Yan Xubai suddenly asked again: "Where is that disciple?"

Fu Guilan replied: "It's a person from Yueyue City, and now I'm handing it over to the dojo. In the afternoon, he sealed his spiritual consciousness and locked him in a dungeon."

Seeing that Yan Xubai didn't ask for any advice, he continued: "It feels a bit like that disciple of yours."

Yan Xubai's footsteps paused, and he said, "Yes."

Probably uncomfortable again.

Fu Guilan walked behind him, without saying anything, just quietly looked at the thin figure in front of him.For a moment, he seemed to see the "little Patriarch" again.

There is no such thing as a forbidden area in Luozhao Mountain Dojo, and few people come to the back mountain.Next to the gate of Houshan Mountain, there is a water pool and waterfall similar to Zhehua Road, but because no one takes care of it, weeds are overgrown.

Going further in, a mountain road leads directly to the bottom of the mountain, but because the mountain here is steep, no one will choose to enter and exit from the back mountain.There are no disciples guarding the mountain, and even the barrier of the mountain gate is very weak.Maybe it's true that no one will come here for ten years.

Yan Xubai stood beside the water pool, closed his eyes, and chanted the magic formula in his mouth, stirring the spiritual energy in the sea of ​​energy.Fu Guilan knew that he was casting a spell, so she didn't disturb him, and just stood by.

After a while, Yan Xubai opened his eyes, his light golden pupils glowed with a faint light, and he looked around, gradually the silver necklace on Yan Xubai's neck also began to shine, the faint light refracted on his robe, making his coat and skirts glow. , The dragon plate Tai Chi pattern on the cuffs is also lit up.

The man in the dark night echoes the light and shadow reflected in the pond, like a banished fairy, even looking directly at it is profane.

Fu Guilan was fascinated by watching, and lingered back and forth.

After a while, the light around Yan Xubai's body faded, he raised his head and said to Fu Guilan, "Someone came this afternoon."

Fu Guilan said: "Can you see who it is?"

"No way. Judging from Remnant Yaoming, there should be a void here. Besides, there should be a monk who has performed the spell." Yan Xubai paused for a moment, feeling slightly skeptical about the results he saw .

However, it is impossible to make mistakes.

The originally stretched mountain was dark, but a fault suddenly appeared, and this blue color can only be found in the unsealed Wangjing, and ordinary mountains and rivers are dark green.

And there is still some golden breath on the ground, which is the Yaoming that escaped from the body with the aura after the monk performed the operation.

In addition to being able to predict the fate of the clan through the ups and downs of Yaoming, Buxu can also infer the past by relying on the remnants.

Fu Guilan continued to ask: "Is this person still in the dojo?"

Yan Xubai said: "Not here."

Fu Guilan didn't ask any more, but searched the nearby grass, hoping to find something.

The operation just now made Yan Xubai a little tired, mainly because the aura was diluted by drinking alcohol.Sitting quietly on the stone by the pond, breathing.I still had some headaches on the mountain road just now, but now I don't feel it anymore, and I feel much more refreshed.Looking at Fu Guilan's swaying figure not far away, Yan Xubai asked, "When did Qi Changyi's family fall?"

Fu Guilan was searching earnestly, but didn't notice what Yan Xubai asked, and just hummed.

"Sir, when did the Qi Mansion fall?"

Yan Xubai asked again.

This time he understood, he was still rummaging through the grass for a long time, finally stopped, and said: "One year after you left the mountain, Qi Lian was sent here, and another year later, Qi Yuanwai died of illness. Jin Although money and money were sent to Qi Lian, he has no relatives anymore."

Hearing this answer, Yan Xubai thought of what he said to Zhou Sui back then, "In just two or three years, the Qifu will inevitably decline, and there will be no turning back." Decadence, how cruel.

Yan Xubai looked up at the sky, the crescent moon was immediately covered by clouds, without moonlight, the surrounding became even darker, which made Yan Xubai a little uncomfortable.He took out a paper talisman from his bosom, chanted the Yinghuo Curse, and the paper talisman turned into dots of fluorescent light and wrapped around Yan Xubai's side.

Looking at these fireflies, Fu Guilan also accelerated the search speed.The aura exuded from the fingertips, urging it to collide weakly with the aura in the surrounding vegetation.

After about a stick of incense, Fu Guilan shouted to the people surrounded by fireflies: "Mr. Yan, come and have a look."

Yan Xubai got up, walked towards the grass with the fluorescent light, and saw some damaged seal runes on the ground beside Fu Guilan, he also drew spiritual energy from the sea of ​​energy, and began to move around the traces.

"Unsealed? But what about the entrance?" Yan Xubai asked suspiciously.

Fu Guilan said: "There is one more thing. There was no seal on the Wangjing on the Panshan Road in the afternoon. Some disciples said that the mountain road was normal at that time, but suddenly the Wangjing appeared out of thin air, and a large number of weird things poured out from the entrance. "

Yan Xubai said: "Is this on the winding mountain road?"

Fu Guilan put his chin in his hand and thought: "That's right, I'm just so skeptical. The seal is here, but Wangjing is on the mountain road. It's really unbelievable. It's just..."

Yan Xubai pursed his lips and shook his head: "It's just who has such a great ability to move the land. And what's the purpose of doing this?"

"Purpose..." Fu Guilan joked with a smile: "Creating chaos on the mountain road, does that count?"

Hearing this tone, Yan Xubai was speechless immediately, glanced at him, turned and left.

Thinking that Yan Xubai was not interested, Fu Guilan hurriedly caught up and said, "I'm not joking. The day of Zhengyan meeting is the gathering of various Taoist families. If you want to do something at this time, isn't it a good time?"

Yan Xubai stopped, turned his head and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Fu Guilan's words: "Forget it, we won't find anything in a while, let's go, tomorrow I will ask my disciples to repair the barrier of the back mountain gate .”

Well, since Fu Guilan doesn't want to discuss it anymore, let's not talk about it.

When the two left the back mountain, Yan Xubai thought that the banquet in the main hall of Yiyuan should have ended long ago, and Yan Minghuai probably went back to rest a long time ago, so he went straight back to the side room of Yiyuan.

Pushing the door open and entering the wing, Yan Xubai was surprised to find that this room...was really carefully arranged.

Noctiluca has been smoked in advance, clear and light.The furnishing was done with great care, if he hadn't just returned from Dulujian, Yan Xubai would have thought this was the room he lived in nine years ago.The window is facing the pond, the door is planted with white maple, and the curtain on the entrance is not a thing of pine, maple, plum orchid, but nocturnal flowers.

The quilt used on the bed is new, and there are several story books on the bedside table.There are even refreshments on the table, which are halva cakes.Yan Xubai sat down, picked up the teacup on the table, and smelled it, it was his favorite Songxi white tea.

There is another thing that Yan Xubai noticed as soon as he entered the door.

The Wuyou, which I saw just now when I came to Lu Jian, was lying quietly on the table at this moment, and the blade of the sword was floating.There was also a note, Yan Xubai unfolded it, and saw that it said: "Return to the original owner."

Looking at the note, he fell into thought.

It was his grandfather's decision to come to the dojo to recuperate, and it was Han Feizhou's decision to be taken care of by Fu Guilan. Yan Xubai always listened to his elders.But what happened later, Yan Xubai thought about it many times.

Who is to blame?

Blame Fu Guilan?Back then, I wanted to investigate, but now I fell asleep.If we rashly bring up the past now, will Fu Guilan admit it?Or did he say something else?

Blame grandfather?Grandfather was also for Yanmen, no one would have guessed.

Blame Han Feizhou?At that time, Han Feizhou didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, thinking that it was just the grandson of his best friend who came to recuperate, so of course he had to take care of him.

After all, Yan Xubai felt that he could only blame himself, after all, it was doomed.

He and Fu Guilan can't be called grievances.

If there is any complaint, Yan Xubai has a little bit.

"I'm not that noble. After all, I'm looking for a job in my place. The suzerain asked me to take good care of you, and as the instructor of the dojo, I will take good care of you. If you insist on messing around like this, I have my own way to deal with you. "