All living beings go down the mountain

In the height of spring, Ye Xuanyu finally started to go down the mountain to subdue the demons again.

Fengyu Village at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain sometimes throws away some insignificant things, such as the rattle in the child’s hand, a few candies from the sweet shop, the kite that was battered all night and ready to fly tomorrow, and the bamboo flute that was just wrapped and put on the counter In a blink of an eye, there was no trace.They are not valuable things, but the villagers of Fengyu Village are often troubled by this kind of trouble.

"Who's thieves owe a lot, and they always steal small things when they have nothing to do." The uncle resting in the teahouse drank a big bowl of tea and said to the Taoist priest, "When we catch him, first hit him twice on the buttocks." Slap him, send him to the ancestral hall to kneel for a few days, and see if he dares to steal again in the future."

Ye Xuanyu listened carefully, but he didn't say anything, but his heart was like a mirror. This is not a low-handed thief child at all. Those who have thrown things in Fengyu Village have a hint of evil spirit, and there is a hint of beast fur. The fishy smell, especially in the drawer where candies are often thrown in the sweet shop, there is still a gray wolf hair.

Fengyu Village is located at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. The back mountain is vast. In the height of spring, the wild strawberries all over the mountain are full of grains, red, red and green. The overgrown leaves swayed down, and a gray and silver-haired wolf was sleeping soundly under the tree, and it didn't even hear the Taoist priest's approaching footsteps.

"You sleep like this, don't be afraid that I'll hunt you down and make a wolfskin scarf." Ye Xuanyu stabbed the curled up wolf with his sword, feeling sleepy, the wolf opened its eyes and stared at Ye Xuanyu for a while, then changed its position He continued to sleep again, and after a while, he lazily said: "I am not some heinous monster, I am afraid of what you will do."

Ye Xuanyu put down the sword in his hand, sat cross-legged beside the wolf, took out a water bottle from behind and took a sip, before saying, "Did you steal everything in Fengyu Village?"

"Yeah" mixed with drowsiness, he replied in a hurry.

"What about things?"

"Just throw it away for fun, it's not a good thing." The tone was relaxed and he didn't care.

"Things are not expensive, but if you harass the villagers all day long, I'm afraid it will affect your cultivation." After Ye Xuanyu finished speaking, the wolf opened his eyes and looked at it for a while. Juvenile, Ye Xuanyu looked at him and he had only cultivated for a few hundred years. He was not considered a demon with profound morality. He was only a dozen years old when he turned into a human. His short gray hair was neat and clean, and there was a strand of long hair on the right side hanging down to his collarbone. The golden pupils were crystal clear, and when the sunlight passed through the leaves, the pupils shrank immediately, making the golden eyes even brighter.

The man slowly climbed onto Ye Xuanyu's crossed legs, put one hand on Ye Xuanyu's legs to support his face, looked at him from bottom to top for a while, and then said slowly: "I don't want to become a fairy, I want this cultivation to do it!" What?"

"For a monster, a hundred years is not a long time, but it is not easy. Since you have cultivated for a hundred years, why don't you want to become a fairy?" Ye Xuanyu looked at him from above.

The wolf seemed to think for a moment, and then said: "What's so good about becoming a fairy, it's too lonely"

A trace of affection flashed in Ye Xuanyu's eyes. Someone once said this before, what's so good about being a fairy, it's too lonely, it's better to be unrestrained and comfortable in the world.

"Then why don't you reincarnate as a human being? With your cultivation, it's not enough to be a fairy, but it's enough to be a human being." Ye Xuanyu asked again.

The wolf propped his face, looked into the distance, thought for a moment before squinting his eyes and said: "Someone told me that the world is too bitter and I don't want to be a human."

"Then what do you want to do?" Ye Xuanyu asked him.

"Just be an idle ghost in my Zhongnan Mountain, chic and comfortable"

Follow his eyes and look into the distance, the vast land is covered by layers of clouds, everything in the world remains unchanged day and night, the human world is morning and evening, the fairy world is a hundred years a day, the underworld is cold and lonely, it is better to be a human being, and it is better to be a demon , as long as you can find a moment of peace from it, time flies, and it is peaceful and quiet.

The wolf's name was Xiaolou, and Ye Xuanyu often came to visit him later, and every time he would buy some candy from the sweet shop, and occasionally bring some toys that children like, clay figurines, spinning tops, flower ropes, toys for boys and girls, regardless of gender, Ye Xuanyu didn't quite understand the purpose of these toys, so he just bought them all at once, and Xiaolou readily accepted them. There was only one cricket cage, which Xiaolou especially liked. A few crickets were placed inside, and occasionally they would make a few calls. Xiaolou carried them in his arms all day, and took them out to listen to them when he had nothing to do.

"Don't steal it from now on." Ye Xuanyu put a few ingots of silver in his palm, "Buy what you want with this."

"Understood," Xiaolou agreed nonchalantly, catching crickets in the grass with her buttocks pouted.

"You haven't heard enough of the crickets all day long on this mountain. I thought you disliked this the most." Pointing to the cricket cage in his arms, Ye Xuanyu said, "I thought you would find this redundant."

"Who said I listened to it myself?" I crawled carefully in the grass, the tip of my nose touched the soil covered with green grass fragrance, like a devout believer "I caught it for others to listen to"

"Who is it for?" Ye Xuanyu asked.

"It's unnecessary to ask, and I won't tell you." He stepped forward and clasped his hands, clasping a fat gourd. This kind of cricket made the loudest cry. Xiaolou put the cricket into the cage contentedly, and the cage was already full. In a cage, the crickets are standing on their feet, head to head, squeezing each other, and their cries are loud.

"His place is too deserted, it's more lively than this one." Xiaolou never said who he was talking about, but Ye Xuanyu knew from a few words that it was a place as cold as Yin Ruins, but fortunately, the people there knew each other. A person who is as passionate as Ye Wuming.

In the past, Ye Wuming also liked to make some noises in everything, even when he was walking, he liked to use his shoes to pull the floor to make a friction sound, or he dragged his long knife on the floor, and the tip of the knife rubbed against the floor, making a harsh sound. Ye Xuanyu told him many times because of this, but he always smiled absent-mindedly, with the corners of his mouth raised and his eyebrows raised again and again, and said: Yin Ruins is too deserted, and I don’t know that I’m still alive unless I make any noise.

But today's Yin Ruins is the same as the place Xiaolou described, without Ye Wuming's Yin Ruins: lifeless, Xiaolou described the place where the man lived, Ye Xuanyu thought, probably in the past, Ye Wuming also thought the same.

The sky is full of stars and the moon hangs high. When Ye Xuanyu saw Xiaolou again, he seemed to be much younger. If he was about seventeen or eighteen at the age of human beings before, he would only be fifteen or sixteen now. The boy's demonic aura is also much less, his cultivation base is running low, and his favorite cricket cage is gone.

"Did you steal the Taoist temple of some immortal family and let someone beat you back to your original form?" Ye Xuanyu asked.

Xiaolou rubbed his nose with his hands, and said cynically, "I didn't live a good life in this life. I fell to my death. Let's live again."

If a spirit with a hundred-year cultivation level dies and reincarnates in the underworld, he can at least be a human being, but this wolf monster seems to be in conflict with a monster, and he will still be a wolf monster after cultivating again.

"It's good to be a human being. At least in the next life, I can cultivate a good family and be a young master. I don't have to worry about tigers and leopards every day, and I don't have to worry about being hunted."

"If I want to enjoy happiness, why don't I become an immortal?" The wolf demon lay on Ye Xuanyu's crossed legs, looked at the stars and said, "When a person dies, he has to cross the Naihe bridge and drink Meng Po soup. That soup is terrible. Very, I can’t drink it.” After a long time, he just said: “It’s enough to save a little bit of cultivation and choose a birth for yourself, and still be a demon.”

The sky is full of bright stars and stars, and the sky is full of dark blue. Xiaolou lay on Ye Xuanyu's lap and said for a long time: "Smelly Taoist priest, maybe one day, I want to become a fairy, so I have to come and beg you, can you help me? "

Ye Xuanyu looked down at his golden eyes and said, "Why don't you cultivate yourself?"

Looking up and seeing Ye Xuanyu's silver hair, Xiaolou said slowly: "The man said, 1000 years is too long, he and I just want the day and night"

But how can it be day and night, if I can be with you, 1000 years is too short, I am greedy, I want to last forever.

"Greedy by demon nature" Ye Xuanyu came to Xiaolou's conclusion loudly and loudly.

Xiaolou curled Ye Xuanyu's white hair with his hands. Someone once curled his hair like this, sniffing the faint scent of ink and said, Ye Xuanyu, I like you...

Looking down at the seemingly cynical young man in front of him, his eyes were full of melancholy. About a few years ago, when he looked at the young man in black, his eyes were also filled with such impenetrable sadness. Now Ye Xuanyu understood a little bit.

"How can I help you if you want to become a fairy?"

"I want your fairy bone." Putting down the tangled hair in his hand, his golden eyes stared at Ye Xuanyu's cold face.

"Idiots talking about dreams" Ye Xuanyu pressed Xiaolou's head.

The god-given fairy bones are the beauty of the Yin Ruins, the future of Yin Ruins, and the shackles of Ye Xuanyu. Once upon a time, a young man in black broke into his dream and begged him to let go of him with fiery eyes. Indifferent, what he wanted in his life has never changed, how could he give up this fairy bone to others.

Lie down again in Xiaolou and stared at the starry sky for a long time, "A few days ago I heard that someone broke into Penglai and stole a treasure. Look, I am really a good monster, and I only steal trivial things."

Ye Xuanyu also looked up at the starry sky and said slowly: "Penglai is something ordinary people can't break into. If you are so overwhelmed, if you are not forced to, you will definitely not go to death."

"Perhaps one day, I have no choice but to beg your fairy bone," Xiaolou murmured softly, as if speaking to himself.

I will definitely not hand over the fairy bone to others, but one day I really have the bone to become an adult, and I must be forced to do so, Ye Xuanyu said silently in his heart.

Since then, Ye Xuanyu, a celebrity of the Immortal Sect, would go down the mountain to open the coffin when he had nothing to do, and would often go to Xiaolou to chat with him. This little wolf demon with a low level of cultivation has a shadow of Ye Wuming, especially that kind of whimsical energy. Occasionally, in Ye Xuanyu's eyes, he would see them as one person, and gradually he didn't have to linger alone on the paper with the orthographic characters written on them in the long nights.Ye Wuming has already left, and Ye Xuanyu will seek this balance by himself.

But what he didn't expect was that one day, this balance would be broken.

"Master! The younger brother is back!" Ye Wuzang knew that sprinting was forbidden on Yinxu Mountain, but before he had time to admit his mistake, he saw Ye Xuanyu rushing out the door in a completely different way from before.

That familiar figure, that familiar face, Ye Wuming was dressed in tattered black clothes, his hair was disheveled, his body was covered with dried blood, but traces of blood were still dripping from his mouth, staggeringly standing at the Lingxiao Gate Outside, when he raised his head, he still had an unruly smile on his face.

"You're back." Resisting the turmoil in his heart, the sneering Taoist said lightly.

"Here you are" Ye Wuming took out a package from his arms and threw it at Ye Xuanyu who was standing in the door.

Opening the blood-stained package, it turned out that there was a rock and jade that glowed slightly red.

Ye Xuanyu suddenly remembered that the last time he saw Xiaolou, he said that someone broke into Penglai and stole a treasure.Ye Xuanyu laughed at that person for being overconfident. It turned out that Ye Wuming's heart disease was here.

Looking up, Ye Wuming's whole body was scarred, and there was no good place. There was a shockingly long scar on his chest. His half-kneeling body wanted to stand up staggeringly, but fell down due to lack of strength.

"Brother!"

"do not come!"

Ye Wuzhi anxiously wanted to come out to help, but Ye Wuming immediately shut him inside the door.

Using his long knife to struggle to stand on the ground, his chest was oppressed for a while, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was scattered on the clean ground of Yin Ruins, which was shocking.

The brothers and sisters who grew up all looked anxious and distressed, and each of them wanted to rush forward to help, but Ye Wuming raised his head and saw Ye Xuanyu who was expressionless. He still had the same cold eyes and cold silver hair. His heart was already filled with anxiety, Ye Xuanyu, who was obviously going to treat Xiaolou as his own, still suppressed his single-minded concern, and looked at him coldly.

Slowly one corner of the mouth curled up.

Ye Xuanyu, Ye Xuanyu, it turns out that you would rather be in shackles than be a human being, it turns out that you can’t get a sliver of mercy from him even if you throw away your dog’s life, it turns out that you would rather see your sweetheart in front of you. Look at your own heart.

Ye Wuming swayed, and put down his long knife with a smile: "You are all from Lingxiaomen, don't come out today, and I will never go in again." Drawing a horizontal line, the long knife slashed across the hard ground, making a sharp and ear-piercing sound, piercing the silence of the Yin Ruins for thousands of years, as if it was scratching Ye Wuming's heart.

"Ye Xuanyu, listen carefully, from today onwards, I owe Yin Xu, and I will pay it off."

One word at a time, he spoke loudly and clearly: "From now on, see you in Jianghu." The young man with a long knife turned around resolutely, and the acacia flower that fell from his cuff had long since dried up and was as light as a feather. It floated down in front of Ye Xuanyu's feet, whether it was accidentally dropped or discarded on purpose, it seemed that he had discarded Ye Wuming, who was watching Ye Xuanyu's back affectionately that day under the stone bridge in Liumen Town.

Therefore, Ye Wuming was still the unruly Ye Wuming, and Ye Xuanyu was still the cold Ye Xuanyu.

The line drawn between them is like a chasm that can never be bridged.

After all, on this day, the person who most wanted to go down the mountain left resolutely.Ye Xuanyu has vividly remembered this scene many times in his dreams at midnight. Once upon a time, he thought that when this day came, he could accept it calmly. He thought that he put a few steamed buns in the package with his own hands. Be careful.Thinking that he could send him out of the Lingxiao Gate in person, he took another look at the young man who turned his head and waved at him.

But never thought that the day of separation would be so decisive.