crossing yin and yang

The moonlight was still bright, and the silvery-white moonlight reflected on the luxuriant treetops, casting mottled light and shadows. The weeds on the ground were so tall that they were so dense that they almost covered the rugged dirt road. The rustling of grass stems in the wind.It's not a pleasant scene, but it's familiar.Zhang Xiuqi looked at the scenery in front of him coldly, took a step forward, and walked deep into the bushes.This is the forbidden area of ​​Heming Mountain, and it is also the place where his father died and his mother died...

Zhang Xiuqi knew that he was dreaming. After recovering the Heavenly Soul, he would dream about this experience every night. From the initial ignorance and confusion to the later clarity and bone-chilling, each time was accompanied by pain and anger, but he never stopped even once.The things in the dream may not all be real, but they may not all be illusory. Some memories are imprinted deep in his mind, but he was too young to understand what happened. Now, he has enough knowledge , can find clues from those clues, and find the beast that killed his father.

So Zhang Xiuqi didn't avoid it, and wandered in this wild forest day after day, watching those evil spirits rise up, watching how the young self was torn apart by the ghosts, and how he was hidden in the cave by his father .This is not like a nightmare, but rather like an endless torture, tearing open the old scar over and over again, making the wound dripping with blood.He couldn't stop.

Stumbling and running in the forbidden area, Huangquan Road has been completely opened, the group of crazy evil spirits are screaming, Zhang Xiuqi tried his best to escape, the ghost claws with a gloomy aura tore his back, blood ran down Arms hang down, every time at this time, there will be a big warm hand to grab him and drag him out of that hell, but today, it seems to be a little different, the waiting hand did not appear, and he rushed into a colder darkness In the middle, there is no more light and shadow, no more crying, and no longer the unique rancidity and gloomy wind of mourning objects, only the chaotic black mist remains.

What's going on here?Zhang Xiuqi hesitated for a moment, he didn't remember such a situation, but soon, a warm hand touched his hand, that hand was not too big, similar to his own palm, the skin was smoother, not as familiar The thick callus, warm and firm, held his palm.There was some heat from the tiger's mouth, which calmed his heart and kept his anger and fear away.He likes this hand.However, Zhang Xiuqi woke up in just a split second. He was still being chased by the evil spirits and surrounded by a large formation. He couldn't drag him into the quagmire!

However, he couldn't shake off that hand.

The darkness suddenly disappeared, and the dense forest returned, but this time, there was no longer anything in front of Zhang Xiuqi. At his feet, there was a man lying with black hair scattered on his forehead, covering his once agile eyes. His eyes, his lips were white without a trace of blood, and his face bore a few scars from scratching. A huge opening was cut between the man's chest and abdomen. He had experienced such a wound once, and he knew how serious it was. Pain, but this time, he felt that the pain was unbearable, as if it wanted to split him from it.

He was still holding that hand, but the temperature on his hand was rapidly disappearing, it became cold and stiff, and it lost its vitality.

He shouldn't have caught him!

Zhang Xiuqi woke up with a start, cold sweat drenched his back, and after a while, he realized that he was not in the dense forest, but in a bedroom. The faint sound of breathing echoed behind him, as if someone was falling asleep.The voice calmed him down. Immediately afterwards, the scene in the dream appeared in his mind, as if stimulated, Zhang Xiuqi sat up suddenly, and walked out the door without looking back.

When Wei Yang woke up, the sun had already risen to the top of the zenith, and the warm sunlight shone in, making his skin a little hot from the sun.This sleep may have passed for a long time, and he seemed to have dreamed of something again, but he slept for too long and forgot those dreams completely.Turning his head to look around, the other half of the big bed had already been emptied, and he didn't even save his body temperature. Wei Yang scratched his hair angrily. This kind of lack of energy is really worrying, it's a waste of opportunity ah!

But it's useless to struggle any more. With a sigh, Wei Yang got up from the bed.To be honest, this is really uncomfortable. You must know that even if the little celestial master got up earlier than him, he would obediently wait by the bedside to be fed, but now, I am afraid that he no longer needs other people to take care of his third child. Let's have a meal.

Feeling full of disappointment, Wei Yang took a special look at the balcony and found that even the tortoise master had disappeared. He couldn't help lamenting that his status as a breeder might be coming to an end, so he put on his slippers and walked out dejectedly.Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw Zhang Xiuqi walking over from the dining table, as if he had just had breakfast.

"Brother Qi!" A smile suddenly appeared on Wei Yang's face, "Have you guys already had breakfast? Where's Mr. Zeng?"

"I have something to go out." Zhang Xiuqi still had that cold expression, and he didn't seem to have any intention of talking to him, so he passed him directly and walked into the study.

Wei Yang sighed helplessly, and walked towards the dining table. There were still some fried dough sticks and a small dish of pickles left on the table, probably bought from an early stall outside the community, but besides these, there was also a white fast food bowl, Wei Yang opened it curiously, and there was a bowl of pork liver porridge inside, which was very thick, and what was even more rare was that it was still steaming, as if it was freshly ordered.It was only at this time that Wei Yang realized that it wasn't right, it was almost ten o'clock now, how could it be impossible for Brother Qi to have just eaten, could it be that he just ordered this porridge?

As soon as this idea came up, Wei Yang's heart immediately became warm. Although he knew that it was probably only Mr. Zeng's order, he quickly sat down at the dining table, forgot to wash up, and directly picked up the bowl to drink up.The taste is a bit like Xuanlilou. He used to order some porridge there before, but he didn't expect Mr. Zeng to find the fast food menu there...

etc?Did Mr. Zeng really find out this fast food list?Wei Yang stopped eating the porridge, and looked towards the study with some hesitation. He ordered food outside all the year round, and there were quite a few fast food menus at home. How could Mr. Zeng choose this restaurant by such a coincidence?Could it be Brother Qi's idea?

With this thought, Wei Yang immediately gave a wry smile, come on, don’t lie to yourself, if the Taiyan Zhenjue is still considered “important”, this fast food order is probably not on the same level as important, thinking about these There is no benefit at all.Anyway, the person has been tricked back home, and the bed has been kidnapped to sleep, there will always be a chance in the future, and he is not afraid of doing it again.

Smiling, Wei Yang no longer hesitated, and started to eat quickly.

After filling his stomach, he sat at the dining table in a daze for a while, but after all, he couldn't resist the temptation of "the parents were away", got up and walked to the study.After hesitating for two seconds between knocking and not knocking, he pushed the door open and walked into the room.

Zhang Xiuqi was sitting in front of the table, seeming to be preparing the cinnabar for drawing talismans. The bottles and jars were piled up in a pile, and he didn't know where to go. The sound of Wei Yang entering the door made his hands pause slightly, just like that , He didn't even lift his head, and continued to move his hands.Wei Yang didn't dare to interrupt at this time, so he glanced at it from a distance, then pretended to go to the bookshelf, took out the talisman basis that Mr. Zeng gave him, and sat on the small bed beside him to read it.

Although he was reading a book, Zhang Xiuqi still focused most of his energy on Zhang Xiuqi. The man methodically mixed the contents of several bottles together, took out his short sword and stroked his fingertips lightly, squeezing out A few drops of blood mixed into the cinnabar.Seeing this action, Wei Yang frowned, thinking that he might need a boy's blood as a lure, he immediately thought of what Mr. Zeng said, coughed lightly, and interjected, "Brother Qi, my witch blood should be of some use, right? Why don't you try using my blood to adjust cinnabar?"

Zhang Xiuqi's hand was hanging in the air, he seemed to pause for a few seconds, and then said coldly: "No need."

"Uh, well, didn't Mr. Zeng say..."

Wei Yang still wanted to explain, but Zhang Xiuqi had already interrupted him: "No one knows the efficacy of witch blood, so it can't be mixed with these talismans."

These words immediately blocked what Wei Yang wanted to say, but soon, he tried to ask again: "Then let me try to get some for myself first? I have practiced a few basic talismans before, and there seems to be some As for the effect, I haven’t painted for a few days, and my hands are almost born.”

"No!" Zhang Xiuqi's tone was even more icy, directly denying this idea.

Wei Yang was choked to death, and depressed the pages of the book, wondering if he should secretly practice drawing talismans, but Zhang Xiuqi said again: "You are short of energy, and you cannot use any talisman tools within half a month."

And this one?Wei Yang raised his head immediately, who knew he was looking at Zhang Xiuqi's gaze, maybe he didn't expect him to look over, Zhang Xiuqi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he immediately looked away.Wei Yang blinked, was it just an illusion?Why did he feel that there was something else in Brother Qi's eyes.

My mind became active, and the little magic stick quickly spoke up: "I really don't know about this. It seems that it is not easy to activate the bone array, and you need to accumulate energy... Cough, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, there is still time. Wait until It's back to normal later, let's try again."

This time Zhang Xiuqi didn't answer, Wei Yang was not discouraged, and continued: "By the way, Brother Qi, have you remembered the Taiyan formula on the master's back? Cough, yes, I can't forget such a rare thing Fuck, I ran into a lot of things on the trip home. If it weren't for your help, my shell would have been taken over by foxes. And the guy who used Mingtong should also be the same as the one who met in the hospital. The two descendants who arrived belonged to the same group, right? I don’t know how powerful this group is, tsk tsk, if they touch this place, it will probably be troublesome. I don’t think so, let’s change places, anyway. Money is gone, it would be nice to start over in a city that no one knows, or go to Longhu Mountain..."

He had a pretty good idea, but Zhang Xiuqi stopped what he was doing and said coldly, "Shut up."

Uh, seeing the little celestial master's slightly irritable expression, Wei Yang shut his mouth in embarrassment, probably because he talked too much and disturbed his preparation work.Sure enough, after he closed his mouth, Zhang Xiuqi took a deep breath, got up again and took a stack of yellow talismans, and placed them in front of him, looking like he was about to draw talismans.Knowing that nothing can be disturbed at such a time, Wei Yang thought for a while, got up and went to the kitchen, boiled hot water with the electric kettle, dug out the good tea and the purple sand pot from his collection, and brewed a pot of tea carefully, He walked back to the study with a small pot and cup.Although he is not picky about food and drink, good food and good tea can still make Brother Qi feel more relaxed, and he probably has some preferences in it.

However, when the study door was pushed open this time, there happened to be a soft bang, as if someone had thrown a cannon.Wei Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that this was the movement when the talisman painting was broken, which is called talisman leakage. This is what he read from the book. Brother Qi had drawn so many talismans before, but there was never a problem.

Zhang Xiuqi obviously didn't expect it either, staring at the talisman in front of him with a gloomy expression, as if he had some deep hatred.Wei Yang coughed quickly, walked to the table and put the teapot down, and said slowly: "Brother Qi, you have just recovered your soul, it will take some time to adjust, don't be angry, come on, drink some water and rest first one time."

However, Zhang Xiuqi acted as if he hadn't heard his words at all. The hand holding the brush was almost bruised. Taking a deep breath, he took another piece of talisman paper and started to draw again.Wei Yang had never seen such a talisman before, and there was no such high-end stuff in his "basic textbook", and he didn't dare to disturb the other party, so he carefully retreated to the side of the bed and sat down, logically speaking, at this time he He should avoid suspicion, but since no one chased him away, how could he be willing to let go of this kind of time spent in the same room with Brother Qi.

The drawing seemed to go smoothly this time. After a long time, Zhang Xiuqi finally raised his wrist, and a faint green light lit up on the talisman. Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth, Zhang Xiuqi immersed himself in drawing another one, as if he was about to make a talisman.Wei Yang frowned, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out why, and finally put these things behind him.

It may be that the movement of drawing symbols is too monotonous, but also contains a certain rhythm. After watching for a while, Wei Yang's eyelids became heavy again. He insisted on supporting it for a few minutes, but in the end he couldn't escape the call of the Sandman and fell on the bed. .Zhang Xiuqi's hand drawing the talisman froze for a moment, but as soon as the talisman was distracted, another crisp sound echoed in the study. Zhang Xiuqi immediately pursed his lips and looked up at the bed, but Wei Yang didn't intend to wake up. , still asleep.

Looking at the sleeping face of the other party, Zhang Xiuqi exhaled lightly, hesitated for a moment, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, the cold tea seemed to calm the faintly suppressed flame in his heart.Putting down the cup, he picked up another talisman paper and started drawing again.There was no more crackling sound of talisman leaks, Zhang Xiuqi's expression seemed to become calmer amidst the faint breathing, and the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper floated softly in the study.