Between the clouds, as deep as the sea

In midsummer and July, the silver and the Han are far away.

Without the pollution and lights of the city, the night sky of Yunjian Kingdom is full of stars, shining brightly little by little, converging into a vast Milky Way floating overhead, and facing the Milky Way far away is a semicircular silver moon, the moonlight The surrounding stars are dim, which makes it even more unstained.

Under the sky, the towering and rolling mountains are covered with dark outlines by the night, and the undulating ridges are covered with flickering lights.The people of Yunjian Kingdom holding soul lamps will make a special trip to climb the mountain behind the altar on this day when the ghosts walk at night, waiting for the dead souls of relatives, friends and old people to find their soul lamps after they are purified, and then return to the blue sky with the soul lamps.

In the bright world, the altar has also been newly decorated, with fragrant flowers like tides, even the white jade pillars are covered with blue and fluorescent lily of the valley, and three long lines like galactic streamers divide the venue in front of the altar into four parts. In this area, the spells of the Yunjian Kingdom are not the colorful and colorful ghost charms in the ordinary imagination, but fireflies.

Ling Han changed into the priest's sky blue elegant clothes, the long robe hanging down to the floor, and a long strand of dark blue silk braided out of his short hair.

Two or three steps behind him, Zhizhi led the royal family of Yunjian Kingdom to follow, Princess Xiaozhi was seriously injured and did not show up, Zhizhi has been acting as the representative of state affairs during this time.After the royal family, there are civil and military officials, and after that are the palace people who hold lamps on both sides and finally.

When they reached the boundary of the first spell, the last palace guards stopped and dispersed respectfully, and the lights shone like stars around them.Before reaching the second boundary, the officials and the palace people on the side also stopped. The few remaining royal families followed Ling Han to the final boundary area, and Zhizhi sent him to the edge of the boundary, the last 20 meters , is something that even the most noble prince can't surpass.

Seeing Ling Han's fingers tightly holding the white jade folding fan, the tense calmness on his face was a little shaken, Zhizhi sneered:

"What, are you afraid?"

His voice was very low, probably only Ling Han could hear it, but this familiar sarcasm suddenly relieved the pressure brought by the solemn atmosphere to Ling Han, as if he had returned to the relaxation of his usual practice at this moment.

"Cut, brat, just wait and see, I'll blind you later!"

Ling Han was not forgiving, and crossed the line in one step.After this step, he suddenly paused, knowing that this person was being cowardly again, but unexpectedly, Ling Han looked sideways and smiled at him.

The fireflies on the boundary were scattered for a moment when Ling Han passed by, lingering around the sky-blue elegant clothes, Zhizhi caught off guard with a smile in the dreamy light, and in an instant, the scene in front of him seemed to be replaced by another person, that The momentary beauty was peerless, and it was still a familiar face, but it seemed to have a different soul.

This moment of astonishment was like a flash in the pan, knowing that in the blink of an eye, Ling Han had already turned around, a blue figure, in front of the empty and gorgeous altar, looked so small.

At this time, there was a commotion behind him:

"Who are you, hurry up, stop now! Don't die!"

Knowing that turning around, there are blue flames everywhere. At that time, the fire of punishment rose after the barrier was broken. The center of the blue flames wrapped a tall figure. If you look closely, you can also distinguish the black clothes of that person. and silver hair.

This figure passed through the second barrier and was walking in the direction of Zhizhi. None of the surrounding generals and soldiers could enter this area that only the royal family could set foot in. They could only yell at this figure who came out of nowhere. A fatal neurosis.

But Zhizhi clearly knew who it was, he looked in amazement at the wolf demon approaching step by step, and couldn't help shouting: "Huan..."

He usually puts almost all his energy on He You, staring at He You all the time, seeing him show a little bit of unusual attention and tenderness to Ling Han, he can't help getting angry, but Ignored the wolf demon who was always by Ling Han's side, only knew that he had a cold temper, but his strength was unfathomable, but he never expected that such a dull gourd who hardly spoke would make such a crazy move now .

Others only know that the fire of the enchantment does not seem to burn a single hair of a person, but it can make life worse than death, but they know very clearly how life is worse than death.

When he was a child, he sneaked into the dungeon and watched the judge judge the prisoner. He just used the enchantment fire to touch the prisoner's finger, which made the prisoner howl in pain, and almost rolled off the window when he learned about it.

Now the wolf demon is covered in flames, he staggers a little, but he doesn't make a sound, apart from his amazing perseverance, what kind of magical power does the priest in front have that makes him so obsessed?

Seeing that he was about to pass through the third barrier with the strongest spiritual power without hesitation, Zhizhi couldn't help but want to reach out to hold him, but when the blue flame approached, he found that he had used it repeatedly. He didn't even have the courage to hold Huan's clothes with his fingertips through the flames, so he could only watch helplessly as Huan was swallowed by the fire of the third barrier.

The entire barrier turned into a sea of ​​flames, and Ling Han, who was about to step up to the altar, also heard the commotion behind him, stopped in his tracks, and looked back.

The flames were so intense that he couldn't see the crowd behind the flames clearly, and he didn't expect that there would be people in the flames, so he just stared at everything in a daze.The screams of dead souls could be heard faintly from all around and overhead, making this scene even more terrifying to Ling Han who didn't know it.

At that moment, he couldn't help wanting to escape from this terrible place, this place where he was alone and helpless.But where can I escape now, the flames that were one person tall suddenly parted from them, a black giant wolf broke free from the flames, jumped up, and landed heavily in front of Ling Han.

The giant black beast let out a howling roar, and the blue flames that had not yet dissipated were still burning between its four feet, like a nine-day god and demon with an uncontrollable violent aura.But it happened that such a frightening beast, the moment it landed on the ground, was extremely careful to wrap the frightened and frail man under it against its chest, resting its big furry head on a slightly trembling forehead, gently Rubbing, it seems to be a kind of comfort.

Ling Han stared blankly at the giant beast's silver eyes reflecting his own appearance, and the moment he didn't notice, the giant beast had already turned back into a human form.Huan's hands climbed onto Ling Han's cheeks, and his cold fingers fixed his head, so that Ling Han could only stare more intently at those calm but deep silver eyes.

"My lord, this time, I won't let you alone again."

The words that floated out of my ears were cold, like whispers, like sighs.Ling Han didn't know why his heart ached, and a flood of emotions rushed to his limbs, but he couldn't find the exit of the answer, his eyes were sore, as if he wanted to hug something to fill the void in his memory.

At this moment, Huan hugged the person in front of him tightly, and Ling Han stretched out his arms to hug him back.The screaming that was getting closer and closer to the top of the head reminded everyone that the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts in July and a half was about to start. Ling Han let go of Huan, took a deep breath, and forced a smile.

Such a smile fell into Huan's eyes, and the last scene of more than 500 years surged into his heart like a tide, and an unknown fire ignited for no reason. With the tip of his nose, he stared intently from top to bottom and said:

"Don't laugh."

Ling Han was confused by this monster with an iceberg face that has been around for thousands of years and a moody heart, so he had to brake suddenly, and suppressed the extremely forced smile on his face.Huan slowly let go of his hand, carefully smoothed the messy neckline, then knelt down respectfully on one knee, held up the back of the blue elegant dress that was hanging on the ground, and touched his forehead lightly.

Ling Han stretched out his hand to rub Huan's silver hair, and lifted his chin frivolously by the way, smiling coquettishly:

"Wait obediently, it will be fine soon."

Huan actually nodded very cooperatively, his obedient movements matched with his granite-like expression, the contrast was indescribably cute, Ling Han turned and stepped up the steps, he couldn't see behind him, his own blue clothes were in Huan's hands It slipped down inch by inch, until the last corner brushed past, and Huancai reluctantly retracted his fingertips.

Standing on the edge of the altar, Ling Han wandered up and down for a moment, quickly determined the origin of the coordinates, took a few deep breaths, and the numbers that he had memorized countless times began to reflexively appear in his mind.

Much smoother than expected.

After having a well-thought-out plan, the densely packed square bricks are no longer messy.After taking the first few steps carefully, Ling Han walked more and more smoothly, without any hesitation in his feet, and his body stretched a lot. Unknowingly, a hazy figure appeared in his memory, raising his hands and dancing around.Ling Han tried to reproduce those movements, he lifted his hands tightly huddled by his sides, and the long-sleeved gown finally had a bit of vitality, like a young crane crowing in the night wind.

Crane's faint shadow floated above the outermost barrier, and the guqin was lying in front of him, the sound of the qin flowing from his fingers, and the footsteps of Ling Han, who followed him, echoed in the night sky.Accompanied by Heyou's piano sound, Zhizhiye put the shakuhachi to his lips, he tried his best to choose simple music to match, and he played it well in a short while.

At the beginning, everyone who looked at Ling Han's clumsy appearance was secretly sweating, fearing that this half-assed priest would make a mistake, but as the Pure Soul Dance gradually improved, the onlookers couldn't help being intoxicated by it.The ghosts and demons above the head are disintegrating, and some wandering souls clinging to the world slowly turn into little fluorescent lights, wandering and searching, and finally find the soul lamp lit by relatives and take refuge here.

As the dance drew to a close, Ling Han felt relieved, and firmly landed on the last square brick with his toes, then stretched his arms and gently closed his eyes.

He also didn't know why he suddenly lost his mind when the moonlight streamed over his head. It should be another scene from his previous life reappearing deep in his memory, which made him unable to close his eyes to feel the coolness of the moonlight. On the fingertips, one by one, it looks like someone's teardrops.

Everything is silent, only the sound of the wind.After a moment of emptiness, the neck suddenly felt hot.In the next second, there was a burst of dizziness, and before he could open his eyes, Ling Han was thrown heavily to the ground.

The exclamation of the crowd sounded in his ears, Ling Han stroked the silver hair in front of his eyes, knowing that he had been pushed down by Huan inexplicably, and was about to ask a question, only to see the man standing on his back slightly, looked back, and said:

"Pure soul dance, something went wrong."