Wang Yue Han

Wushang led the two of them into the lobby. The furnishings inside were extremely simple, but there were rules to follow. It seemed somewhat similar to Jiuchong Tianhua. Wushang invited the two of them to sit on the ground by the window and laughed: "The humble house is simple, You two don't want to dislike it."; "Brother, you are polite, this place is elegant but not extravagant, how can we both dislike it." Jiang Zihan sat down with Yan Ziyao, he was facing the window sill, there was a small bamboo near the window Long and slender, there are peach blossoms competing in the distance. Zheng Yinghe would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. Bamboo is one of the four gentlemen among flowers. There is also a pot of water lilies and two rows of gladiolus outside this courtyard. It can be called a perfect residence, but it's a pity that when a saint makes mistakes, no one is perfect, so ordinary things should be like this; Wushang took three jugs of wine from the inner hall and sat back at the main seat, separating the wine from the cup On the table, there are three kinds of cups, one is platinum, the other is black jade, and the last is Chiyu. I only heard him say in detail: "These three wines are Yuan Sheng, Yuan Mie, and Li Shang, and Yuan Sheng is like a white curtain. Contaminated with red customs, the heart is as gentle as the golden sun, and it is naturally matched with a platinum cup. Fate disappears, the world of mortals reincarnates, fate arises and fate dies. There is black jade coming to welcome you, let’s talk about this Lishang..."; "This Lishang, I am afraid that he will fall into Abi Hell after his heart is broken. How can there be other colors in the fiery purgatory? Since the red one belongs to it." Wushang Before the words were finished, Jiang Zihan took over the conversation, he understood fate, fate and death, but this glass was paired with Chiyu... Jiang Zihan suddenly felt as if he was already in hell, and he couldn't help asking: "Is this wine... Too bleak? Dare I ask why it is called this name"; "One dream and three lives is naturally the same, you two can give it a try?" One life is destined to be born, and one life is destined to die. That would be a reenactment of Li Shang in the drunk dream of the third life. Of course, those who have no worries for the third life have no such worries; It's different, he avoids alcohol like poison and doesn't get close to him. Seeing his embarrassment, Jiang Zihan replied: "This dream and three lives are so mysterious, I will naturally not be polite, but this Zikey Taoist master is not good at drinking, I also hope that Brother Wushang will not be offended."; Wushang's face was calm and calm, so he kindly reminded: "There is nothing wrong with not drinking wine, but this Sansheng wine has great stamina, so you must not be greedy."; The host's kindness Reminding, but Jiang Zihan didn't take it seriously, he picked up the wine of fate and poured it into the platinum cup, his expression was high, and he said confidently: "I have been with wine since I can remember, I believe I can't get drunk after three cups Me.”; the first cup of Yuansheng’s wine, the mouthfeel is as sweet as cherry blossoms and snow in March, warm and warm, Jiang Zihan turned the platinum wine glass and sighed: “When Yuansheng was born, it should be like this.” Yan Ziyao looked at him alone Drinking, it's not good to spoil his interest, watching him put down the fate and bring up the fate, I don't know how this wine is?

The second cup of Yuan Mie’s wine, the bitterness in the mouth is comparable to Coptis chinensis, the eyes are dim like a sea of ​​curtains without moon and stars, and the surroundings are silent, just like the world is so big that I am the only one left in the world. Jiang Zihan smiled wryly: “It turns out that Yuan Mie It's so bitter..."; "There's one cup left..." Yuan Sheng Yuan passed his throat and entered his heart, Jiang Zihan filled Chi Yu, raised his glass and stared at it for a long time, he didn't know whether he should continue, he thought, this The third cup of Lishang sake, I'm afraid it's more enlightenment, right?When he raised his glass to drink, Yan Ziyao snatched the glass without even thinking about it, raised his head and drank it down. He didn't do anything else, but saw that Jiang Zihan's eyes were already drunk, and he acted as he wished, Jiang Zihan The fine wine was robbed, but he fell headlong on the table when he wanted to make a fuss, and Yan Ziyao was also drunk. For a rest, Wushang helped the drunken two into the room, stood in front of the couch, bowed his head and sighed: "One dream and three lifetimes of love, so sleep well...".

Wushang brushed his clothes and left, the carved windows and doors of Peach Blossom Nunnery covered all the afterglow by themselves, there were only two dim candles left in the room, the drunken man dreamed into the mist, he didn't know where he was today and what night, fairy clouds and mists were around his feet However, Jiang Zihan walked on the cloud like walking on flat ground. The magnificent hall at the end of his vision asked himself: "Am I just visiting a fairyland?"; Go through the high-level threshold and enter the main hall. This hall has no roof, and the middle leads to the upper-level seats. The four pillars stand upright, and there is a person kneeling in the center of the hall. He is dressed in purple and looks noble. Because he hangs his head, Jiang Zihan can't see what he looks like. The kneeling person does not want to look at the superior person. After a long time, he listened. The superior persuasively said: "If the sky has love, the sky is also old, why don't you know the reason and just stick to it?"; If you are affectionate, I am naturally willing to give it a try, even if life and death are in turmoil, I will have no complaints or regrets!" The kneeling man still did not raise his head, he thought he was right, but he just had feelings in his heart; when the man above heard this, his expression was calm The emperor was already angry, and roared: "Are you really going to be attached to the word love? You have spent a lot of energy in practicing Taoism to become an immortal. Do you really want to give up everything for someone who doesn't love you?!"; How? Since you are ruthless, why do you care about whether I go or stay?" No matter what color the other person's face is, the kneeler still insists on his own opinion. If the immortal can't get love, then what is the immortal doing?It's better to throw yourself into a commoner, and maybe you can get that person to look down; the superior is already furious, and he has always been authoritative here, and no one dares to challenge his limit, including your own siblings: "Since you want to Go, what's the use of keeping you anymore! Come on!" He shouted loudly, and a few heavenly soldiers dressed as guards passed by Jiang Zihan, respectfully lined up on both sides and waited for instructions. Without any intention of begging for mercy, he ordered in a rage: "Xianjun Muyin violated the will of heaven. Today, he will be punished to remove the immortal bones and enter the human realm of reincarnation. He will never be able to re-enter immortality!"; The kneeling man smiled instead, the sky is ruthless but he is sentimental, it is better to be ordinary than to be intolerant of each other, he bowed three times and thanked: "Thank you brother for fulfilling! But I still have one thing to ask. You must take your anger out on him..."; "You will have to intercede for him even in the face of calamity!" The superior has already lost his temper, but fortunately, the other immortals don't know about this matter, if not, what face will he have as a god!With a flick of his sleeves, he got up and left, and added a roar: "The punishment of evisceration, the execution will be executed immediately!"; The purple clothes in the palace had already been escorted to the Zhu Xianzhu, and he stood proudly on the God-breaking Altar. When a person in white clothes fluttered over, he snorted coldly and said: "Why, our indifferent Ziyu Xingjun, why don't you come here?" Thinking of coming to give me a ride?"; "Mu Yin, you know you can't do it, why are you still persistent?" The man called Ziyu Xingjun, the whisk in his hand is pure white and spotless, just like himself, just being caught He did feel a little guilty for being involved in this futile cause for no reason...

"Perseverance? Hahahahahaha..." Mu Yin laughed endlessly when he heard the words, and after a long time he smiled bitterly and said: "Ziyu, you said I am persistent? Then why are you not persistent? Ask your heart! Ask it really Feelingless, desireless, and seeking nothing?"; His words did not respond to the person being asked, but it made sense to Jiang Zihan's ears. Everyone has one thing or one person who refuses to give up in their hearts. It's persistence, but some people know what they want, and some people don't want to face it. The heavenly soldiers pushed Mu Yin up to Zhu Xianzhu, and pulled the iron chain to bind him, but saw Mu Yin leaning over to stick to the pillar. Stretching out his hand to Xuhuan Zhu Xianzhu, he looked sideways at Ziyu with firm and decisive eyes, only to hear him threatening loudly: "I'm used to being loose, and I don't like being tied up, but I'm fine with the punishment of evisceration." If Mu Yin frowned, his soul would fly away on the spot, and he would fall to Hell forever and not be reborn..." No one present had ever seen such a stern gaze, and Mu Yin always smiled like a spring breeze in their eyes. If it hurts, then there will be no more pain in this world. The iron chains on Zhu Xianzhu are prepared to prevent those tortured from fleeing because they can't bear it. Now Mu Yin says no, which shows his courage, or It is said that he has no love in his life...

In a short while, the bone-eviscerating punishment started, and the sky thunder bursts were gradually stained with blood. It was the blood overflowing from the corner of Mu Yin's lips, and it was also the hatred flooding in his heart. He had no worries at first, but he fell in love with that person at first sight. There are [-] human bones, but there are [-] immortal bones, and one bone will be removed by a thunderbolt, which means that Mu Yin needs to be struck by the thunderbolt [-] spirits seven times before he can get it. Even after the punishment is over, there is no self in the world under the hatred, what pain can compare to the pain in the heart...

The slender fingers slowly inserted themselves into the body of the iron Zhuxian column, so as not to let him slip off the column. The originally upright hair crown was shattered, and the black hair was scattered behind him. There was frequent cold sweat on the forehead, but he never frowned. , I only heard him say in a hoarse voice: "Ziyu, you... you better... bless us in the next life... never to meet again, otherwise... otherwise I will still haunt you... let you escape forever Don’t let me go!!! Ah!!!!!!”; when the last thunder fell, Jiang Zihan retreated a few steps timidly as if feeling the same pain, the person who was tortured was powerless to say anything else now, let the heavenly soldiers throw himself into reincarnation, that person entered reincarnation , Jiang Zihan also felt that his eyes were dim, but before his vision disappeared completely, he seemed to see Ziyu Xingjun's face without any fluctuations, standing under the Zhu Xianzhu for a long, long time...