Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

In the spring of March, the garden is full of fragrance, and the waves are like the tide. I am free to write and paint old-fashioned paintings. Forgotten by the world.

"If you like this painting, I will give it to you."

Chen Jian shifted his gaze from the painting to Sun Ce. The Chen family in Jinzhou and the Sun family in Lichuan had no contact with each other. Today, this man came to look for him with a painting. He either had a request or a plan. Chen Jian turned his attention again. In the back painting, the painters of the Sun family in Lichuan can draw bones and skins, and the people in the paintings are as lifelike as real people, both old friends and enemies.

"You should know that the current Patriarch cherishes it, and coming to me so recklessly will not bring you any help."

Chen Lun, courtesy name Xizhi, the fourth son of the Chen clan in Jinzhou, the head of the Chen clan, and one of the seven patriarchs. Sun Ce naturally knew what Chen Jian meant, but he had no intention of leaving. It was radiant and beautiful, Chen Jian was lying on the couch, but sat up the moment the amber glass appeared, his dark brown eyes changed in an instant, and when he lay down again, there was already a smile on his lips. smiled.

"Why is the amber glass in your hand?"

"A gift from my mentor."

After one question and one answer, Sun Ce answered happily, Chen Jian lowered his eyes, and his thoughts were a little dazed. There are many gods in Kyushu who hide their names in Jiuze, waiting for the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, but even those who are good at drawing bones and skins don’t need to guess , I searched all over Kyushu and couldn't find the second boring god. I thought he hid it deep enough, but I never thought that he made a wedding dress for others.

"Leave the things, you can get out, if Xizhi sees you, I can't help you if you get skinned and cramp."

Chen Jian waved his hand as if chasing a fly away, but Sun Ce didn't care. He swept the ink brush in the air, and the amber glass flew straight to Chen Jian. After Chen Jian caught it with his hand, he turned around fiercely, Master Told him not to entangle with this person for too long, otherwise he would not know how he died.

"If you want to be a oriole, you have to weigh your own weight, otherwise it will be bad if you are skewered and made into a roast sparrow."

A small piece of amber glass powder was painted on his fingertips, and it fell on his clothes. It was swept lightly without leaving any traces. Looking at the direction Sun Ce left, Chen Jian hooked his fingers, and the painting was in the air. It ignited spontaneously, and the red-purple flames jumped, resembling the scene of flowers burying bones and burning souls a hundred years ago.

Hua Biangu woke up from hunger, as usual, he was lying in the tallest pavilion, his room was warm, but not the biggest, in Hua Feiqing's words, it's a deserted room that lives alone in such a big room Yes, it's too pitiful. Hua Zanggu doesn't comment on this. It doesn't matter where he sleeps anyway. In his dreams, he always finds himself a comfortable place to lie down, and even wakes up one day lying on his stomach in a hot spring. Soaked in water, naked, and his clothes went somewhere, one accidentally sank into the water, choking on his saliva for a long time, it was Hua Feiqing who found clothes for him and fished him out.

After a long time, he got used to it. After all, after waking up, he didn't know what happened in the dream at all, but every time Hua Feiqing looked at him when he woke up, his eyes were extraordinarily gentle, and the gentleness made him feel creepy. .

Rubbing his stomach and looking in the direction of the kitchen, the black smoke billowed, which added some mundane atmosphere to this fairyland-like Mirror Lake. Hua Zonggu stood up and went to the ground. It was not as cold as expected, and his feet were fluffy. Blankets, warm, soft, people can't put their feet down, the flower funeral bones moved to the stairs step by step, and the stairs were covered with blankets, when the flower funeral bones rubbed to the first floor , Hua Feiqing was coming towards him with a bowl of dark viscous liquid, Hua Binggu, who failed to escape, reluctantly lay down on the ground and buried his face in the plush carpet, so he didn't want to drink Bitter medicine!

"After drinking this bowl of medicine, I will play with you in the lower world for a while."

Hua Feiqing has always known how to make Hua Zonggu drink medicine obediently. This is the experience accumulated over a hundred years, and it is a lesson learned from blood. Big, he was already shaking.

"Send you to Xihe to see Gu Qian."

Hua Feiqing's conditions, Hua Zanggu couldn't refuse at all, especially the second one, got up without saying a word, took the bowl and drank it all in one go, it was so bitter! !The medicine was bitterer than the previous ones. Seeing Hua Zanggu wrinkled his face and looked like he was about to cry, Hua Feiqing pushed a piece of ice fruit to Hua Zanggu's mouth, and it turned out...

"Don't bite things randomly, it's not clean."

Hua Feiqing withdrew his hand from the mouth of the flower funeral bone with a helpless face, wiped his hands and sat down next to the flower funeral bone, waiting for the flower funeral bone to fall asleep on his shoulder. There is no such thing as cheap in the world. There is a price to be paid for resurrection. The flower burial bone is originally a lack of soul, but now it is good. One body and two souls, good and evil. Take half.

"Third brother, aren't you happy to see me?"

Hua Feiqing stared blankly at the flower burial bone that was sniffed by his neck. If goodness is as simple and pure as white paper, then the so-called evil is more like a monster, a monster that seduces the soul. Speaking of him, even Gu Li has been seduced by this evildoer. This is the reason why he has never let the flowers be buried in the lower realm for 100 years. Is he letting go to harm the common people?

He also discussed with Shu Xing, and temporarily decided to leave this evildoer in Jinghu to harm them, at least until this evildoer has digested all the memories before he can go down to the realm.

"happy."

"Yeah, today is a happy day, I feel another amber glass."

"where is it?"

What Hua Zang Gu casually said was what Hua Feiqing cared about the most. The more reason why Hua Zang Gu was insane was because of his pair of eyes, which were originally a pair of amber glass, but now one is in Xue Huai's eye socket. The whereabouts of the other is still unknown.

"Don't worry, the time has not come yet."

Hua Zonggu didn't care about his own soul, he stretched out his hand and yawned, feeling sleepy, his strength was too strong and he was rejected by his body, sometimes he was really envious of another carefree self.

"Don't be in a hurry, it's the fox who always leaks his tail!"

With a pun, Hua Feiqing nodded, caught the sleeping Hua Biangu, let him lie on her lap, and combed his white hair for him.Ever since Sujiu forcibly took Xizewan away a hundred years ago, there has been no news, and there is still no news.If Sujiu is the fox's tail, then the fox is the one behind everything. It seems that Hua Zungu already knows who the instigator is, and telling him not to act rashly is to prepare for his own revenge?

So, it's interesting!

Shuxing didn't go directly to Jitianguan to find Wenjiu, and there was another person who knew about the resurrection of the flower's buried bones. Quanse, who had never appeared since leaving Jinghu a hundred years ago, Shuxing felt that it was necessary to meet this young man. Maybe it can lead to a deep mentor-student relationship, and Wen Jiu would also like this ghostly young man.

Quan Se was lying on the rattan bed under the big tree to enjoy the shade. The stone table beside him was filled with all kinds of fruits, all of which had been chilled. He practiced the ghost way and changed his physique. He was extremely cold and couldn't bear any heat. Seeing him like this, Quan Ye persuaded him not to continue practicing, Quan Se smiled and agreed, and he will do whatever he wants later.If he didn't practice, how would he solve those messy troubles for Quan Ye, how would he make Jiangnan Quan's name firmly established in the seven sects, a hundred years hastily passed, Baiyun Canggou, he is no longer the Quanser who followed Hua Zanggu's butt.

Witnessing the self-determination of flowers burying bones and burning souls, and seeing him resurrected in the sky full of stars, the joy of being lost and regained made him cry with joy, and it was this kind of great sorrow and joy that made him calm, even though on the surface he was still an arrogant young man, acting recklessly.The Xihe Gu Sect could do without Gu Li, but the Jiangnan Quan Sect could not do without Gu Se. He practiced the ghost way without knowing how many people were pointing behind his back. His elder brother had already expended too much effort to protect him. One of them was under pressure, if he hadn't followed Gu Qian, went to the graveyard alone, suppressed all ghosts, and became famous in the first battle, I don't know what it would be like now.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Quan Se and Shu Xing are familiar with each other because of flowers and bones. Seeing Shu Xing falling from the sky, Quan Se casually threw a piece of iced watermelon over. , this person is used to enjoying it.

"You're not guarding him in Jinghu, what are you doing here? Don't talk about going along the way, this place is completely different from Beiyang, and it's not going along the way at all."

Quan Se is already used to Shuxing stopping by his house every day, and he doesn't think Shuxing is very busy. He ran so far just to say to him that it's been a while, and he wouldn't believe it!

"Before the first snow, he will come back."

"He's coming back..."

As soon as this remark came out, Quan Se sat up straight and murmured for a long time. He naturally knew what Shu Xing said about returning. It has been 100 years, and he has never forgotten to wait for a day. When he came back, the good news that fell from the sky caught him by surprise.

"You know, he won't be silent just now, so I'm here to ask you, would you like to follow me for a while and take a chance?"

Quan Se raised his head and looked at Shuxing with complicated eyes. He was struggling and unwilling to stop there. He always had to choose between the family and the funeral.Gu Qian came back early today, and he heard all the conversation just now. He had already noticed Quan Se's instability, as if he had encountered a bottleneck.

"I'll wait for you at the pier before tomorrow evening."

Shuxing knew that this kind of thing should not be rushed, and he did not push too hard. Sometimes a proper step back is a better progress.Quan Se didn't speak, but blinked at the direction where Shu Xing was leaving, and took a long breath, he was really a troublesome guy.

"If you want to go, go."

Quan Ye walked to Quan Se's side. He naturally doted on this younger brother in every possible way. As the elder brother and the head of the family, he had the responsibility to take on everything to give Quan Se a free choice, instead of having no choice like him.

"But……"

"It's nothing to worry about. With me at home, you don't have to worry about anything. You can do what you want. There is only one thing you have to remember. Don't be bullied. Come back crying. I don't think it's so embarrassing." younger brother."

Without giving Quan Se a chance to speak, Quan Ye finished speaking in one breath, leaned down and gently kissed the center of Quan Se's forehead, he secretly saw Hua Zhegu doing this, and at that time he had eaten vinegar for a while , is obviously his younger brother, but the person who is close to him is not him.

Now, Quan Ye understands the feelings of Hua Biangu at that time, and he is really reluctant. The younger brother who has always been by his side will leave his side and go out on his own.

All he can do is guard the house, and when Quan Sefei gets tired one day, there will be a place to rest...

When Hua Zanggu woke up again, Hua Feiqing was no longer by his side. He was lying on the blanket on the first floor looking at the empty bowl beside him. Hua Zanggu sat up and took the bowl outside, and threw it away. With a crisp sound, the bowl shattered to the ground.

He walked over and squatted down, stretched out his hand to pick up the debris, and cut his finger without any accident. This is very similar to the clichéd plot in the scriptures. The next thing is the heavy rain. With a thought, a wind blew up in the calm Jinghu Lake , with a wet feeling, brushed Hua Zang Gu's cheeks, the sky was overcast, as if it would collapse at any time, Hua Zan Gu stood in the rain, staring at the splashing water on the lake with a dull expression, his eyes were fierce The pain caused him to kneel down to the ground, with sticky hot blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, covering his face with his hands, the blood oozing from his fingers, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Someone was walking towards him, Hua Zangu heard footsteps, he put down his hand, wanted to open his eyes to look, but what he saw was only a blurred figure in the blood red, that person walked up to him and helped him up. He got up, touched his head with a generous big hand, and let out a sigh full of love.

"It's messing around again."

The voice stopped suddenly after the heavy rain, and Hua Biangu suddenly felt aggrieved when he heard this sentence, although he didn't know why he was aggrieved, he stood there in a daze, tears mixed with blood and tears flowing down his cheeks.

"Burn the bones!"

The dream-like scene dissipated before his eyes, Hua Feiqing's voice came from not far away, Hua Zanggu reached out and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, it seemed that the pain was not so bad, the cut finger was intact, Hua Feiqing Running over with a nervous face, he picked him up without saying a word and walked into the building. Hua Zonggu looked out over Hua Feiqing's shoulder, with erratic eyes, that person felt so familiar just now!

In Wuyazhiya, Sujiu and Xizewan are sitting opposite each other. The situation is deadlocked. The most dangerous place is the safest place. He and Xizewan have been recuperating here for 100 years, but no one comes to Wuya In Zhiya, Xue Huai has been condemned by God since he sealed Wuwanghai, and Wuyazhiya has been implicated by Wuwanghai. In the eyes of those people, this place is already deserted, so naturally they would not come here to step on Xue Huai's painful feet.

"Speaking of which, we would also like to thank Xue Huai for keeping us safe for 100 years."

"I want to thank you. There will be plenty of opportunities after I go out. What's the rush?"

Xizewan glanced at Sujiu, his hand fell, and his sleeves flicked, disrupting the outcome of the victory. Sujiu's pupils flickered for a moment, and the shadow of heaven was fleeting. Xizewan lowered his pupils, hiding the trace of cold...