Between the clouds, as deep as the sea

In the courtyard where the sun is shining brightly and the flowers are chasing waves, the crabapple tree has sprouted new stamens, and the tender buds are reflected in the gurgling water, which is full of prosperity.

The group of paper men who were supposed to be alive and kicking sat listlessly around the tree on such a sunny day.If you look closely, you can also find that each of them is holding a large tome in their hands, and they are lined up one by one, and the line has been extended in a barely intact room.

In the room, Ling Han, who was wearing a chicken nest head and dark circles under his eyes, was paralyzed in the corner of the wall, ghostly symbols were scattered all over the floor under his feet, and the big book in his hand was being flipped through. Day and night of torture, finally fell apart.

Looking at the pages of the book flying around, Ling Han rubbed his messy hair in pain:

"Change, change, change one, this one is simply perverted!!"

Hearing this, the paper figurine next in line held up the book in his hands almost "excitedly". You know, this adult locked himself up for three whole days, and only read one book over and over again. Even if they were paper figurines, they could Sleepless, but the pain of standing in a long line without moving is enough to torture any kind of object to death!

"Hey, it would be great if Heyou still followed me. With this strongest support, why do you still read these heavenly books! Hey, it's better to steal Heyouqin, it's definitely more reliable than relying on me to learn how to summon it myself !"

Ling Han stood up "swish", proud of his witty and heroic method, the paper figurines who were about to be lined up were shaken by the "gale wind" he stood up and sat on the ground, the big book directly covered the whole "person" Slap on the ground.

Ling Han vigorously pushed open the door, the fragile door shook pitifully three times, and a bright yellow figure standing outside the door suddenly blinded his eyes.

The chest symbolizes the noble white crane spreading its wings and ready to fly. Wearing a Chinese dress, half of the sleeves are still draped in a flowing manner. Zhizhi stood outside the door for a long time holding a black guqin, his forehead was covered with sweat beads from the sun .

"Humph!"

But when he saw Ling Han, he turned around and left as if he saw a fly.At this time, the guqin in his arms rang loudly, and the foot that Zhizhi had just lifted was fixed in place again.

A phantom appeared floatingly, and He You, who was dressed in gray and had a wooden hairpin, bowed to Ling Han Shi, and then pulled up Zhizhi's sleeve.

The phantom's touch itself doesn't feel anything, but the moment Heyou's transparent fingers touch the sleeves, Zhizhi spreads out his palms naturally as if he really felt it.

Heyou wrote in his palm stroke by stroke, Zhizhi looked at it, his face was so dark that he was about to squeeze out water.

After Heyou finished writing, Zhizhi squinted at Ling Han and said:

"Hey, you, come with us!"

Ling Han was annoyed by this tone, put his hands on his chest, and snorted disdainfully:

"Why, you can drag it because you are the prince?! I am Lord Si Ling, your ancestors have to kowtow when they see me!"

"you!"

Seeing that Zhizhi was about to ignite, Heyou stood between the two of them, first nodded apologetically to Ling Han, and then quickly wrote a line of words in Zhizhi's palm.

"What!? Want me to pay attention to my tone?"

Zhizhi stared at Heyou, and Heyou looked back at Zhizhi. There was a stalemate for a moment, but Zhizhi finally lost under the gaze of those gentle eyes.

"Youyou said, Lord Si Ling, please hand over the Wolf King to him. His piano music can help the Wolf King recover."

Zhizhi's tone softened, and he was like two people with his previous attitude.Heyou saw that Zhizhi was sensible, and then wrote:

"But I have a heartfelt request. In July and a half, the gate of ghosts will open. At that time, the night walk of hundreds of ghosts must be sealed with a soul dance. When Si Lingjun was still alive, you were the one who held the ceremony. Every day after you disappeared In [-], the royal family of the Yunjian Kingdom performed it on their behalf. But this dance is extremely energy-intensive for ordinary people. Princess Xiaozhi sealed a soul ember a few days ago, and her vitality was severely injured and has not yet recovered. The prince Zhizhi is not good at dancing... ahem"

Zhizhi, who had been in front of the repeater, said this, paused in embarrassment, and then said: "So, I have to beg Lord Si Ling to move to the palace, make some preparations, and return to the altar in a few days to seal the souls of the dead." Ling Han thought in his heart There was a thud.

Of course he remembered this so-called soul-cleaning dance.In the game Legend of the Clouds, every few days in the middle of the month, the altar project will be opened. Players who have reached a certain level have a chance to go to the altar once a day, and within a certain period of time, they can wave their folding fans to shoot down wandering souls, and they can Get a lot of gold coin rewards.

However, how could Ling Han remember the passing dance steps in the game? Moreover, he had already noticed that every small detail in the game would be expanded into an intricate plot here. He couldn't even handle a summoning book. Delusion to sacrifice the seal! ?

He You seemed to have sensed Ling Han's embarrassing expression, and while writing on Zhi Zhi's hand, Zhi Zhi conveyed:

"Master Si Ling has been gone for too long, and I probably don't have a deep impression of the past. Fortunately, Heyou witnessed the dance of the adults back then, and his memory is still fresh, and he will definitely help you remember it soon."

Ling Han still had no idea, but at this time Hua Yang's voice came from behind:

"Even if this kid agrees to go with you, you don't want me to hand over my brother to you!"

Hua Yang embraced the sleeping little wolf, lazily leaning against the crabapple tree, but his eyes were murderous, and he continued:

"What a qin fairy, really shrewd. Take brother away when he is weakest, and use this deal to control this half-baked priest, cut, think everyone is a fool, so easy to deceive!"

Heyou was startled, Zhizhi was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he was about to draw his bow with his backhand.

It's just that the bow was not drawn out, and the guqin in his left arm broke free from his embrace. Zhizhi turned his head and saw He quietly sitting on the ground, beckoning gently, and the guqin floated in front of him.

The phantom couldn't touch the strings of the zither, but just stroked it in the void, and the sound of the zither came like flowing water from a mountain stream.The blue light surrounded him like a firefly, Heyou's gray clothes moved without wind, and his hair fluttered, like an ink painting that would faint at any time.

"Youyou, you..."

Zhizhi looked at him incredulously, but saw Heyou also looking back at him, his gaze fell on the shakuhachi on Zhizhi's waist.

The Crane Youqin is not complete, only when the Shakuhachi is played together can it display its full power.

Zhizhi understood what Heyou meant, and reluctantly blew the Shakuhachi.The last piece of music was used to reduce the speed of the opponent, and this time the piece was used to increase the physical strength of the companion. The two completely different pieces of music were played equally badly by him. The blue light bypassed Huiyi, then Zhizhi's fingers, and covered the little wolf's body melodiously.

The fluffy little guy stretched out his limbs little by little in Hua Yang's arms, first restored his torso, and then took off his ears and tail.

Slowly, Huan returned to a tall appearance. At first, he was so weak that he could only stand by supporting Hua Yang's shoulders. The blue light continued to surround him. Soon, Huan let go of Hua Yang's support. Yang's arm.

Seeing that Huan had returned to his original appearance, Ling Han was so pleasantly surprised that he wanted to punch his strong chest, but when he looked up, he saw that Huan was also looking at him, his silver hair half covered his calm gaze, and he couldn't tell what it was mean.Ling Han could only withdraw his thoughts with a guilty conscience, and replaced it with a big smile.

"Whether it was 500 years ago or now, I am absolutely loyal to Sir Si Ling."

The blue light dissipated little by little with Zhizhi's words, and Heyou got up without knowing when, and wrote each sentence in Zhizhi's hand.

"Master Si Ling, this is not a transaction. This is a plea from Heyou and all the children of Yunjian Kingdom to you, my lord. I beg you to seal the souls of the dead and protect the common people."

Seeing the always gentle Heyou's awe-inspiring expression, Ling Han also felt very sorry. He scratched his head, smiled, and said:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Ergou speaks so nonchalantly. Usually, I even hate him. Youyou and Zhizhi are as knowledgeable as him. I'll go with you, why don't we just have a dance, easy to talk about."

Ling Han was about to step forward, but was blocked by Huan.

Looking at the tall black-clothed back in front of him, Ling Han suddenly remembered the life-and-death entanglement between the wolf clan and the Yunjian Kingdom for these years, how could it be resolved in a few sentences.

"Huan..."

Ling Han opened his mouth and tried to explain, but what should he say? He said that he wanted to kill himself at the beginning, and Huan just made a tool for him to commit suicide, but it caused the wolf tribe to bear the fate of traitors for 500 years. .

Tell me, will anyone believe it?

Ling Han hesitated to speak, the air froze for a few seconds, then Huan suddenly said:

"Together."

He didn't look back, and he didn't know whether he was speaking to Ling Han or He You, and after finishing speaking, he walked forward on his own.

Ling Han caught up with him a few steps, and said:

"Hey, big dog, are you saying that you want to go with me? Are you worried about me or me? But I am more worried that you will be in danger if you go to the palace. Hey, you have to say something! "

"rest assured."

Zhizhi said on the side.He stretched out his right palm, and He You wrote on his palm.

"The wolves sneaked into the palace not once or twice, they have experience."

Ling Han was taken aback.

"What?"

He looked at Zhizhi, the "repeater" had a calm tone but an ugly face, and then looked at He You beside him, the man in gray returned to his elegant posture, but there was a rare bit of banter in his gentle eyes.

Ling Han followed his gaze and saw Hua Yang was still lazily leaning on the crabapple tree.

He stretched himself, and said lightly:

"Since my brother wants to be together, I have to be together, so as not to save the brats from playing tricks."

So, Ling Han watched these two self-assertive men in black walking in the front "high and proud", Zhizhi followed closely behind with his zither in his arms, and he, the most honored guest, Lord Priest Si Ling, I can only follow in the end.