Ancestor of Magic

The three elders looked at each other, the other elder got up, looked at Qingshe, and said with a smile, "Qingshe, forget it, just give him a chance to make amends! After all, these years, under his leadership, the Yaozu , and it's fairly calm."

Qingshe got up abruptly, and said angrily: "Okay, since you both feel that you should give him a chance, then give it, but I'm ugly to say that in the future, if something like today happens again, then He can no longer save the demon emperor of my demon clan."

"This..." The two elders looked at Hu Yi who was kneeling on the ground with some embarrassment, as if they were asking for his opinion.

Hu Yi kowtowed vigorously, and said affirmatively: "Don't worry, the three elders, if something like this happens in the future, I will abdicate myself without you telling me."

"Humph! Remember what you said today." Qingshe walked past him with a cold snort, and the other two also shook their heads and followed Qingshe.

Even though the three left, Hu Yi still knelt on the ground as before. He still could not forgive himself for his dereliction of duty, but he was not willing to abdicate like this. If he wanted to abdicate, he would avenge those people.

"No one blames you, why do you still have to kneel down?" A white-bearded old man bent over with a cane, and walked in slowly.

Hu Yi choked with sobs and said: "I kneel those who died in vain, my people are all under the land where I kneel, and cannot rest in peace."

The old man stepped forward with a smile, "Then whose fault do you think it is?"

"Mine." Hu Yi frowned and said affirmatively.

The old man stepped forward and looked at all the tablet tablets, and said with a smile: "They are destined to have this calamity, and no one can escape. The so-called reincarnation of cause and effect, why should one bear it alone."

Hu Yi raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him, "Grandpa, you have seen so many joys and sorrows in the world, but have you ever seen through them?"

The old man shook his head, raised his head and sighed: "I am a maple leaf tree. When I was young, I always didn't want people to rest under me, so I played tricks on them and drove them away."

When the old man thought of this, he laughed heartily and exclaimed: "Young and frivolous!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Hu Yi, the corners of his eyes were full of smiles, it seemed that he also had a happy past.

"Fox, do you know whose solitary grave under my tree belongs to?" the old man said with a smile.

Hu Yi pondered for a moment, then said: "Grandpa, I heard from my father that it belongs to a friend of yours."

The old man shook his head, his eyes were full of love, "Actually! That's the grave of my sweetheart."

"Sweetheart?" Hu Yi looked at the old man suspiciously.

The old man sat down, let out a long sigh, looked into the distance, and began to recall his acquaintance with him.

"It was a hot afternoon, and many people wanted to take a rest in my place, but they were all driven away because they didn't want to. Later, another very handsome boy came." When the old man talked about it, the corner of his mouth The smile is very sweet.

"I originally! I didn't want to let him stay there, but after he became shameless, no matter what I did, he just didn't leave. I got angry at that time and showed my true self."

"Hey! Kid, hurry up, this place is not for you to rest." Maple Leaf Demon said dissatisfiedly with her hands on her hips.

The man raised his head with a gentle smile on his face, then got up, and said in a gentle and gentle manner: "I don't know if this is where Xiongtai is. I don't mean to offend. It's just that the weather is too hot and I want to rest for a while, don't you know?"

"No." Maple Leaf Demon immediately refused politely.

"My son, the so-called relying on parents at home and friends when going out, today, you will share an acre of land with me, and in the future, what you need, I will share with you too?" The man still asked with a gentle smile.

The Maple Leaf Demon snorted coldly, and looked at the man with disdain, "Look at you, you have a breeze in your sleeves, what can you exchange with me!"

Hearing what he said, the man covered his mouth and laughed instantly. Seeing this, the Maple Leaf Demon glared at the man displeasedly and said, "Why are you laughing, don't laugh, shut up."

The man bowed and said: "Brother, don't be angry, I'm not making fun of you, it's just that you are not a local, right?"

"Who said that, I am a local." Maple Leaf Demon immediately retorted affirmatively, thinking to himself: "Hmph! I have been here for hundreds of years. You even said that I am not a local, I think you are not a local! "

"Your Majesty, Ling Bai, I don't know how to address you, Young Master?" The man introduced himself, and then asked the Maple Leaf Demon's name.

"Name?" Maple Leaf Demon asked with some doubts.

Ling Bai nodded, "Yes."

Maple Leaf Demon lowered her head, "I don't have a name."

Ling Bai was surprised and said: "How is it possible, everyone will have a name from the moment they are born."

Maple Leaf Demon turned around and snorted coldly, "I don't need it!"

"You don't need it, so what do others call you?" Ling Bai asked suspiciously.

The Maple Leaf Demon was silent for a moment before whispering: "No one has ever talked to me, so..."

Although Ling Bai was surprised, he didn't continue to ask further questions, he just stepped forward and said with a smile: "Then how about I give you a name?"

When Maple Leaf Demon heard this, she smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Okay! Okay!"

Ling Bai looked up at the red maple leaf tree above his head, and said with a smile, "Since you don't have a family, why not just follow my surname, how about the single character maple?"

"Ling Feng?" Maple Leaf asked.

"En! Ling Feng." Ling Bai smiled and nodded.

"Okay, let's call it Ling Feng! But, even so, I won't let you rest here." Ling Feng said with satisfaction, but then he looked like he didn't like Ling Bai.

Ling Bai looked at the sky getting late with a smile, and said: "In that case, I will take my leave first."

Seeing Ling Bai turn around and leave, Ling Feng hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, turned his head to the side uncomfortably, and said in a twisted way: "Well, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't give back, so let's do it! It depends on you For the sake of my name, in the future, I allow you to come here to rest, but you have to promise me that every time, you have to bring me something interesting."

Ling Bai smiled and said: "Okay, after that, we will meet here, and I will definitely bring you something."

"Okay." Ling Feng nodded.

"Then, did he come?" Hu Yi asked Ling Feng curiously.

Ling Feng nodded, "Come here, come every day, bring me many things that I have never seen before, and teach me how to read."

"Then what kind of person is he?" Hu Yi asked calmly.

"He! He is a gentle and kind person." Ling Feng's mouth was full of happy smiles.

"Then why did he die?" Hu Yi asked suspiciously.

At this time, Ling Feng's smile also gradually smiled, and his eyes gradually became sad, "He died in battle. He was a general in the dynasty. After going out for an expedition, he never came back. All that was left for me was just a glimpse of his back."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I didn't mean to mention your sad things." Hu Yi said apologetically.

Ling Feng smiled heartily, "Silly boy, it has been thousands of years, and I have already let go of it. Besides, his tomb is beside me, and I accompany him every day. Why should I be sad? Maybe it's the best ending."

As Ling Feng said, he stepped forward to touch Hu Yi's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Son, I've told you so much, but in fact, it's like telling you a truth, everything has a definite number, don't embarrass yourself too much, None of that is your fault."

Hu Yi hugged the person in front of him, "Grandpa, I understand, from now on, I will wholeheartedly protect the Yaozu."

Ling Feng nodded in relief, and the two remained silent.

After Meng Ziyi took back the Wangyoucao, he immediately handed it over to the ghost doctor to make a pill for Leng Ling to take.

But Leng Ling refused to eat anything, let alone take medicine. In desperation, the ghost doctor had to take the pill to Meng Ziyi.

After hearing this, Mencius was furious, dropped what he was doing, took the medicine, and walked towards Leng Ling's residence.

Kicking the door open, looking at the dark room, and the cold wind pouring in from the window, it made people feel a slight chill instantly.

Mencius Yi ordered people to light the lamp, and then asked everyone to step back and walked towards Leng Ling step by step. He was only wearing a thin layer of clothes, and his eyes were staring blankly at the top.

Seeing that Leng Ling didn't care about his body so much, Meng Ziyi decided not to fight, and unceremoniously dragged Leng Ling from the bed to the ground, and asked in a cold voice: "Are you so determined that you will You toss yourself to death, don't you?"

Leng Ling sneered, looked out of the window, ignored Meng Ziyi at all, did not stand up from the ground, just sat on the ground coldly, in a daze.

Mencius Yi's heart turned, he turned Leng Ling's face to face himself, took out the pill, "Take it, give it to me." Since Leng Ling was confined, Meng Ziyi could only forcefully stuff it in, He unceremoniously poured it down on her.

The drugged Leng Ling lay on the ground, weeping silently, and soon fell asleep.

Meng Ziyi hugged him on the bed, went out, and returned to his room. He sat on a chair and leaned against his back. He suddenly felt sleepy and fell asleep.

Unknowingly, he entered a dream. In the dream, he was deeply trapped in the mist, no matter how he walked, he couldn't get out.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded beside him, "Ziyi..."

Mencius turned his head sharply, but there was nothing behind him.

"Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost, come out to me." Meng Ziyi scolded coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's cry came, and she said bitterly: "Ziyi, don't you even remember my voice?"

Meng Ziyi opened his eyes wide and looked around, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Lingyi, is that you? Did you come to find me?"

"It was me, but you forgot about me." The woman complained.

Mencius shook his head again and again, "No, Lingyi, I haven't forgotten you. I've been waiting for you to come back every day. Do you know how much I miss you? Do you know how much I want to see you again?"