My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

Fanwaiji

Between Li Shangnian and Nan Yu, the war is imminent.

Li Shangnian knew that in the entire Jindan, he was the only master, and he had to face the five masters of Nanyu. In order to win steadily, he still needed to practice for a while.

The last time he failed in refining the sword, he was so worried that he always wanted to find a powerful and exclusive sword, so he returned to Chaoqiu, read Chaoqiu's books on refining magic weapons, and at the same time announced to the world, looking for Forging master.

Huangtian paid off, and he has found someone who can help him refine this sword.

In the ancient secret method, if you want the sword to recognize the master, the safest way is to nourish the sword with the blood of the master after the sword is completed, not much, one drop is enough.

Li Shangnian was a little pleased, this time he personally supervised the work, and the forging process was carried out under his nose, no matter what, there would be no mistakes.

It takes a long time to refine a peerless sword, but Li Shangnian is still unwilling to wait too long. It takes at least 81 days to forge, but he insists on shortening it to one month. He is too eager to dance in front of the world immediately. Show off how powerful you are.

A month later, Jiancheng, and it was time for Li Shangnian to recognize the master with a drop of blood.

In order to prevent any accidents, after careful consideration, Li Shangnian left a follower to guard the house.The entourage was under Li Shangnian's orders, and when he was about to bleed to recognize the master, as long as there was something wrong with the blacksmith, he would kill him without hesitation.

The attendants kept their eyes on the whole process, for fear of accidents, but fortunately, the process was safe and sound.

The sword recognized the master, and he was very obedient to Li Shangnian. Li Shangnian played with the sword in his hand, and for a moment, aimed at the blacksmith and his followers, killing two corpses with one sword, and then he was relieved.

Before attacking Nan Yu, Li Shangnian found a middle-level monastic sect to try out. He almost single-handedly washed the sect with blood.

One person with one sword, occupying other people's estates, and the laughter gradually became rampant.

Really good!Li Shangnian thought, at this moment, he felt the sword move, and when he turned his head, the saber that was fighting side by side with him just now came out of his chest.

In astonishment, before he recovered, the sword was drawn from his chest.

Behind him, Wei Qing tore off the disguise on his face, wiped the blood on the sword with it, and said with disgust, "It's really disgusting."

These days, Wei Qing pretended to be beside Li Shangnian and offered him his sword Qingkui. This idiot actually believed in the fact that dripping blood nourishes and recognizes the Lord.

But Qingkui had shed her own blood long ago, so how could she rebel.

Although the sword that Li Shangnian gave was quite painful, but at least Qing Kui had a sense of proportion.

It was so easy for Li Shangnian to die, it was so easy for Wei Qing to feel that all this was like a dream.Standing there, surrounded by dead people, he suddenly felt oppressed, and then he saw He Wangxun.

It seems that it has been a long time, when He Wangxun appeared in front of him again, Wei Qing was pleasantly surprised, but He Wangxun didn't seem to know him, took away the astrology plate from Li Shangnian, and left, followed by a man behind him.

Wei Qing saw something familiar but couldn't remember it.

Two months passed, Wei Qing came back from afar, after much deliberation, he still decided to return to Nanyu.He pushed open the small door with three questions, and the grass inside was thousands of feet deep, so he started to clean it.

As the cold comes and the summer comes, the three-question wooden door is closed tightly, and the grass path in front of the door is so deep that no one is there because no one patronizes it.

Three years passed in a flash, and 30 years passed like time.

100 years come as promised.

Wei Qing's appearance has not aged, he made a tombstone for himself with green sunflowers, and slept in the house all day long.

One day, the small door creaked, and someone came back.

"go home!"

"Hey, Si Xia!"

Wei Qing sat up in shock from the bed.

Xue Huan waved to Yan Zhou behind him, pulled him in, and said, "From now on, we will all live here, no one will bother you, and then send Si Xia down the mountain to buy groceries."

Wen Shang smiled: "I agree."

Si Xia's face huddled together, "I don't agree."

Yanzhou suggested: "We can grow vegetables ourselves, we can build a vegetable garden and grow some green vegetables."

Xue Huan agreed: "Okay."

Wei Qing came out and stared blankly at them.

Seeing him in a daze, Xue Huan was in a good mood, and said, "What are you looking at, how lazy you are at home, look at the grass growing, hey! Why did you dig a grave in the yard, what a virtue!"

Si Xia was the first to run over to sleep on the hanging vine, but she fell down as soon as she lay down on it, and complained: "Wei Qing, how long have you not got this hanging vine?"

"You can just sleep on the floor." Wen Shang sarcastically said, "You still expect Wei Qing to work?"

Shocked all the time, Wei Qing calmed down a little, "You——"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Huan rushed to him in two or three steps, hooked his shoulders, and said softly: "Hey, stop." He looked at the noisy people in the yard, and solemnly announced: "Everyone, we will come back here for three days today. Ask, I have to re-regulate the door rules, listen to it and remember it!"

"What did you say..."

"Just treat it as a fart."

"First, you are not allowed to leave the mountain without authorization. Second, I will reflect on myself three times a day. Third, keep in mind-the past cannot be traced. Alright, let's go."

What Xue Huan said was grand and casual, and the children didn't know whether they listened or not. However, it seemed that life was going on peacefully, and the three questions here resumed the lively atmosphere of the past.

But how did Wen Shang and Si Xia go from death to life? It stuck in Wei Qing's heart like a fishbone. He had hallucinations, and sleepwalked to Xue Huan's house at night, scaring Yan Zhou. Xue Huan knew his knot, so he took the initiative to tell him about it.

After Xue Huan came back, one thing was missing from his body, which was the copper coin tied behind his hair.

This copper coin looks like a copper coin, but it is actually three shell scales. The half piece that Yan Zhou gave him back then has a lot of space inside, and it contains the half of a phoenix that Yan Zhou secretly hid when he rescued him in the heaven.

The phoenix has three scales and six shells, that is, the phoenix species, and has the power of nirvana. He found the flower field where Wen Shang and Si Xia died, and drew a circle around it, attracting the voices of ghosts from a hundred miles away, and saving innocent lives.

The power of half a phoenix is ​​limited, and the people who can be saved are only within that circle.

"So none of them remember what happened before?"

"What's wrong with not remembering?" Xue Huan asked back, he looked up at the stars in the night sky, carefree and shining.

Starting from scratch can also be regarded as mending the soul and making up for regrets.

In the early morning of the next day, it snowed heavily, and after a while, the sky and the earth turned white, and the snow gradually became smaller.

Si Xia, Wen Shang, and Wei Qing were making snowmen in the yard, Yan Zhou watched them making noise with a smile on his lips.

When Xue Huan came back from the outside, his hair and clothes were covered with a thin layer of snow.

He held a branch of wintersweet flower in his hand and handed it to Yan Zhou, who took it.

"Do you want to go out to step on the snow?" Xue Huan asked.

"Okay." Yan Zhou replied.

The two adults put on thick shawls, Yan Zhou stepped forward, and stepped on a few footprints on the flawless snow, Xue Huan followed slowly, stepped on his own beside his footprints, and trotted up, pulling Hold Yan Zhou's hand.

There is frost and snow in the world, and there are people in the hometown.