Qixuan

【East calendar three thousand five hundred and ninety-eight years】

"Hey, the idiot from the east of the village killed someone!!"

"Who did you kill?"

"It is said that he is the youngest son of the old Li's family. Those group of children insisted on snatching that fool's sword. Don't look at that fool laughing at everyone he sees all day long. He is really unambiguous in killing people."

"Where are they going?"

"Take that idiot to the government, kill him and pay for his life."

"Mighty!!!" The servants poked their staffs loudly on the ground, yawned, looking slack.

They hadn't reported the crime here for a long time, and now they suddenly came to report the crime, which is really a bit uncomfortable.

The county magistrate waved the tree to wake up the hall, and the hall immediately became silent.

According to the usual practice, the county magistrate said, "Who is kneeling in the hall and why?"

Second Li rubbed his tears and cried, "Master Qingtian, Mr. Li, a grassroots man, you have to decide for the grassroots. This idiot shot and hurt my son. My son is only five years old."

The county magistrate yawned, closed his eyes and asked the fool, "Is what he said the truth?"

I saw that the fool in the hall was wearing a fairly clean coarse cloth. It was the twelfth lunar month, and his exposed skin was red from the cold. Hearing the county magistrate's question, he put down his finger in his mouth and looked towards the county magistrate. The officer smirked.

Seeing this, the county magistrate waved his hands and said, "That's all, you're a fool, what can you ask?"

The master asked: "Second Li, it's okay if it's public or private, how do you want to solve it, you shouldn't care about it like a fool."

Li Er Er threatened: "Why not, he just needs to pay me for the sword that hurt my son."

Everyone can see that the fool's precious sword is a good sword, maybe it was left by a fairy, but I don't know why it fell into the hands of a fool. Li Lao Er can get such a good opportunity, of course it is Thinking about how to knock the fairy sword into his hand.

The people outside the courtroom raised their voices: "Second Li, your son just broke his oily skin, so you just knocked this big?" Soon after, someone echoed him.

The county magistrate was so angry that he patted Xingtangmu a few times, "Silence! Silence!"

The idiot seemed to have just realized it, and his face suddenly became serious. He waved his hands and said, "No... no, I... mine." pointed to himself.

The county magistrate said impatiently: "Hey, it's useless for you fool to hold that sword, why don't you just give it to Li Lao Er."

Upon hearing this, the fool hurriedly held the fairy sword in his arms, got up from the ground and ran out.

The county magistrate patted Tangmu awake, and ordered: "It's against him, take it down for me!"

The yamen servants stepped forward with their sticks, trying to catch the idiot back, but they didn't expect that the bony idiot was so strong that several people couldn't catch him.

The fool was a little annoyed by those court sticks, so he simply pulled out the fairy sword and cut them off one after another.

"Oh, it's amazing, you've all seen it, it's really a fairy sword!"

"See if there is moonlight on it, tsk tsk tsk."

The fool brandished the fairy sword in a disorganized way, rushed out of the yamen and ran out.

The county magistrate thumped the table with a headache, and said repeatedly: "What should I do, what should I do."

Li Laoer was also blinded by the brilliance of the fairy sword just now, and he continued to cry to the county magistrate when he came back to his senses: "Master Qingtian, you have to make decisions for the grass people."

The county magistrate was already having a headache, but when he was quarreled by Li Lao Er, he felt that his brain was about to explode. He opened his mouth and said, "What's the noise?! Didn't the magistrate already decide? Let that idiot pay you back." Jian, you are going with him, don't quarrel with me here, retreat!"

"mighty!!!"

No way, Li Laoer came out of the county government office and went straight to the ruined temple at the east end of the village, where that fool usually lived.

"What's the origin of that fool." The woman who didn't know why pulled someone casually and asked.

"You don't know, you are newly married." No one would let go of this opportunity to gossip, in order to show their "extensive knowledge".

It's nothing more than hearsay, and then adding oil and vinegar.

It turned out that this idiot came to Yunwai Village two years ago. He was dressed in tattered black clothes, with a fairy sword pinned to his waist, and he smiled silly at everyone he saw. He slept in the ruined temple at the east end of the village at night. Watch the sky when you have nothing to do, and go to bed on time when it gets dark.

But this fool has a good appearance, with a pair of extremely energetic peach blossom eyes, he can smile crookedly at anyone, and the big girls and young wives blush when they see him laughing, and they almost all give him some steamed buns, Nor did he starve.

This fool is pretty good, tall and handsome, but his brain is not good, he has problems, and he can't speak well.

The idiot ran out of the village with the fairy sword in his arms, and there was a light snowflake in the sky, and a small snowflake fell on the tip of the idiot's nose. I thought for a while.

The idiot looked at the fairy sword in his hand, jumped three feet high, and shouted, "Hahaha, I am free, whoever will hold me in the future, I will fight him hard."

The fool seems to have not understood one thing, and now a monk in the foundation stage can beat him to the ground and scream.

【Dongzhou Xuanming Island】

A small two-story viewing building stands alone on Xuanming Island, with wind chimes made of ceramic pieces hanging from the eaves, in a clumsy and crude way.

Ye Feng knocked on the door, then pushed in with a cup of hot tea.

"I said, you don't need to do these things." A young man in white turned out from behind the screen, and he reached out to take the tray from Ye Feng, "You don't need to stay by my side either."

Ye Feng lowered his eyes and said, "I think he will come back and come to you as soon as possible."

The young man hooked the corners of his lips, and pushed the door out. The snow from Beizhou blew here, and everything the young man could see was covered with a thin layer of white velvet.

"The winter moon is here again, and it's starting to get cold again." The young man reached out to catch a snowflake in his palm, watching it slowly melt.

Ye Feng opened his mouth and said, "Young Master Yan..."

Yan Heng interrupted him, "Come with me to Zhongzhou, there are still some things to deal with."

"it is good."

In the second year since Ji Chen and the ghost king "died together", Yan Heng and Yu Yaoyi teamed up to snatch the Nuwa Stone from Qixuan Mountain and made a body for Ye Feng, but it was not good for Yan Heng to come forward directly , all the things that came out before and after were all done by Yu Yaoyi.

The master of the demon world reaped the benefits of the fisherman and marched into the remaining five states.

General Wan Gui died shortly after Ji Chen and the others left the Realm of Flames, which simply provided Yan Heng and Yu Yaoyi with great convenience. Imprisoning him in the crevice of the stone leak, I am afraid that there will be no chance of survival in this life, and the plan of the master of the demon world will be shattered.

Since then, the demon world has been in chaos, and Qixuan Mountain and Qiyun Mountain have been recuperating for many years. Recently, there have been rumors of the return of the master of the demon world. The old demon clan asked to welcome back the old master, but the new demon clan followed Yu Yaoyi and Yan Heng's lead. Yu Yaoyi only wanted to manage his courtyard, and the heavy responsibility of the leader fell on Yan Heng.

"Father, you sneaked out again behind my back, this time you want to take me with you." A girl about ten years old flashed out from the side and threw herself into Yan Heng's arms, asking, "Are you going to carry me behind your back again?" I'm going to find my dad?"

Yan Heng stretched out his arms to hug the girl, and said with a smile, "Shi'an, when did I say I was going to find your father?"

"Then where are you taking Uncle Yefeng?" Shi'an held Yan Heng's cheek and rubbed his forehead affectionately.

Yan Heng replied: Zhongzhou, are you going? "

"Go, why don't you go?!" Shi'an hugged Yan Heng's neck, excitedly said: "I can fly in the sky again, Shi'an wants to ride a big horse."

"Mr. Yan, you are too used to her." Ye Feng shook his head, he seemed to see a real Ji Chen, even though the two were not related by blood.

Shi'an was the child picked up by Yan Heng, if Ye Feng was not there at that time, he almost thought it was Yan Heng's biological son, and was ready to beat this "half-hearted" man to death for Ji Chen.

Later, Ye Feng thought for a while that he was really abrupt. The possibility of Ji Chen surviving was too small, almost zero. How could he ask Yan Heng for his whole life, let alone the length, Ji Chen has been silent so far. It has been 20 years, and 20 years is nothing to cultivators and monsters, but it is enough for an ordinary person to grow from a child to a young man, but Yan Heng is still alone. If Ye Feng asks him again, It is quite excessive.

Later, Yan Heng told him about Ji Chen and his plan, which was to adopt a child. Unexpectedly, he unexpectedly met a girl whose biological parents had died. Everything was logical.

Yan Heng said warmly: "It's better for girls to get used to it."

"Uncle Ye Feng, Dad didn't spoil me. He was very strict with me. You see, my hands are still hurting because I practiced calligraphy all day yesterday." Shi'an looked at Ye Feng aggrievedly, And stretched out his little hand to show him.

Yan Heng patted Shi An on the back lightly, and said with feigned anger, "It's not because you always lose your mind when practicing calligraphy."

Shi'an rolled his eyes, showing a sly smile, like a squinting little fox, "It's not because Daddy is so good-looking, I was unconsciously attracted to him when I saw Daddy's portrait , where is the mind to practice calligraphy?"

This small picture looks like Zhou Ruochun again, so it goes without saying that the little girl Zhou Ruochun must have taught Shi'an like this after seeing the painting in the study.

Ye Feng sighed silently, "Shi'an, you should play less with your aunt in the future, and be a lady of the family."

Shi'an pursed his mouth, and said dryly, "No, Auntie Ruochun is so nice, and she will bring me a lot of delicious and fun things, Uncle Yefeng, you are bad, why don't you let me play with Auntie? "

Yan Heng comforted: "Okay, okay, Shi'an won't cry."

Shi An secretly made a face at Ye Feng.

Two giant birds dragged a sedan chair and landed on the open space of Xuanming Island. The three of them sat in the sedan chair. The two giant birds stretched their necks and let out a cry, flapping their huge wings and soaring into the sky.

Yan Heng sat down and began to close his eyes to meditate, Shi'an didn't bother him, and went to play with Ye Feng consciously.

Ye Feng feels that Yan Heng's words have become less and less in recent years, only when facing Shi'an, he talks a little more, although his treatment of others is still the same as before.

Shi'an asked, "Uncle Yefeng, where are we going this time?"

Ye Feng rubbed Shi'an's hair and said, "Go to Zhongzhou, why don't Shi'an go to your aunt's place for a few days first?"

Shi'an pulled Ye Feng's hand away, trimmed his hair smugly, and complained: "Uncle Ye Feng, you have messed up my hair, and my aunt is going to laugh at me again. Also, you just said you won't let me Playing with my aunt."

"Uncle apologizes to you."

Shi'an rubbed Ye Feng's face with his hands, and said with a smile: "Then I will reluctantly forgive you, who made my lord have a lot."

Yan Heng opened his eyes suddenly, "Shi'an, why are you talking to your Uncle Ye Feng?"

Shi'an pouted unhappily, wrapped his arms around Ye Feng's neck, and said willingly, "Uncle Ye Feng, I'm sorry."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "It's okay."

【Nanzhou Suhuai City】

The spy landed in the courtyard, he knocked on the door of Gu Muyi's room, and said outside the door without going in: "Mr. Gu, he is back."

Gu Muyi put down the book in his hand and walked out. At this time, he had grown a beard to the extent that he was satisfied, it was like covering up his shrewdness for this old fox.

"Really?"

The spy nodded, "Yes, the Hell Envoy must have done something to the sword, just wait for him to draw the sword."

Gu Muyi smiled and said, "After waiting for so many years, did the Hell Envoy get any news?"

"No, that sword has been in the Devil's Swamp for so many years and has absorbed so much hostility. It is no longer considered a fairy sword. It is estimated that the connection has been broken long ago."

Gu Muyi asked: "That's a pity, where is he now?"

"Yunwai Village, sir, look..." The secret agent looked up at Gu Muyi, implying something.

"No, after going through great hardships, he probably changed his mind a long time ago. He definitely doesn't like others restraining him. Besides, I cheated him so much back then. Are you going to run into the gun now? No." Gu Muyi shook with a smile. Shaking his head, he went back to the room.

After so many years, it is the personal nature that has changed.

【Nanzhou Yunwai Village】

Ji Chen swaggered on the road carrying the Yuechen sword. Anyway, in the eyes of these people, he was a fool, and it was reasonable to do anything out of the ordinary. Li Erer, who had just come to grab the sword, was slightly frightened by him. With a disheveled face, he ran away with his legs between his legs.

After wandering aimlessly for several hours, Ji Chen leaned on a corner and let out a deep sigh. How he wished someone would come to help him now. He is very hungry now, and he doesn't know anything about shit. cold!

Hey, brother, what time is it now? I slept for too long and became confused.

Ji Chen patted his face and regained his strength. He still doesn't understand the situation. Didn't he die bravely holding Duanyu that day?What's going on now?

Ji Chen swears to God, he never seized the house, and he didn't think about it before he died.

Thinking of this, Ji Chen stretched his arms, kicked his legs, and touched his face. He was very sure that it was his body, but he didn't know why.

Ji Chen rubbed his belly and walked out of Yunwai Village, walking along a small path, no matter where he went, we'll wait until we get there, his mind is messed up and needs to be sorted out.

Until the sound of footsteps catching up behind him brought Ji Chen back to his senses, he took the turn of Yuechen Sword and struck at it without thinking.

The visitor held the Yuechen sword in one hand, and met Ji Chen face to face, both of them were shocked in place.

Ji Chen's nose was sour from nowhere, tears almost rolled out, but upon second look, something seemed wrong.

"Tomb Slayer?!"

"Ji Chen?!"

"I'll go, why do you still use this face?" Ji Chen circled around An Le, and now he found it easy to tell, the Tomb Slayer's face was much more explosive than the real one's.

An Le pointed at Ji Chen's face, and said mockingly, "What expression did you have just now, you're not going to cry, are you?"

"No." Ji Chen touched his nose and said with a smile, "Long time no see."

An Le glanced at Ji Chen with disgust, "You are different from before, you could bicker with me for days and nights before, what's the matter now?"

Ji Chen turned around and continued to walk forward, "Don't be so sentimental, you have been greatly honored by this face, after all, this deity is my wife now."

An Le said in surprise: "Wow, you beast, attacking children!"

"No!" Ji Chen swung the Yuechen Sword on An Le's back before explaining, "It's almost ten years after that, how could I attack a child."

An Le grinned her teeth in pain, but couldn't rub it, so she had to shake her body to relieve the pain, "I thought it was tricky at the time, but I didn't expect you two to become a match, I'm the number one matchmaker!"

Ji Chen asked: "Don't be poor with me, how old is the star calendar now?"

"Let me think about it." An Le counted with his fingers for a while, and then said: "The star calendar is three thousand five hundred and ninety-eight years."

"It's been such a long time." Ji Chen suddenly stopped at the same spot, then Yan Heng...couldn't have forgotten him, he didn't say goodbye well back then, and didn't say anything unnecessary...Now...

"Hey, hey, where are you going now?" An Le patted Ji Chen's shoulder and asked.

"Travel the world on foot!" Ji Chen pointed at the road ahead with the Yuechen Sword, laughing loudly.

"Ah? Are you not looking for Yan Heng?"

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