Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

Covered in mist, rain and fog, you can't see five steps at a glance. It's a fairyland, and it's like this after all. The more you can't see it, the more mysterious it is. Meng, when did Emperor Mo become so generous that he even shared his private possessions.

"woke up?"

Shen Junbai came in with a jar of wine, asked a question, looked at Hua Shiqi's tightly closed eyes, remembered the Hulan Stone that was destroyed in his hands not long ago, and thought helplessly that fine work was really not suitable for him.

"I woke up, the child is still in the dream."

Hua Shiqi adjusted a more comfortable posture and lay on the bed. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't been drunk. Except for Emperor Mo's Huangliang Yimeng, there was really no wine that could make him drunk.

"Go to bed later, no one here can disturb you."

Shen Junbai sat on the bedside and touched the Xiyan flower between Hua Shiqi's eyebrows with his fingertips. He knew that Xiyan would never come back. After wearing a wedding dress, a brand-new soul is born from the long years, and the soul is used to nourish the soul. Whose soul is it that is nourishing?

Hua Shiqi breathed steadily and fell asleep. He was too weak, and the environment in the mountain and sea world could make his soul appear alternately. After all, the burden was too great. Shen Junbai was silent for a while, got up and left the room. In the dream, the strange future still It's going on, but the person in the dream still doesn't know it...

Beiyang Mountain, there is an endless stream of people coming and going on the mountain road. Apart from the name of the fairy gate on this mountain, the scenery of Beiyang is also unique. Those strange and incomplete memories vaguely sneaked down the mountain and passed by here. With the black history of being trapped to death, Hua Zangu is very impressed here.

"The terrain here is complicated, and there are many formation traps. Wen Yuan, don't run around. I'll show you around after I'm done."

Gu Qian held Hua Zonggu's hand along the way, and stayed by his side almost every step of the way. Although he never said thank you, he never forgot that when he was about to give up, it was this brother's words that woke him up.

"Wen Lan, I don't feel well..."

Hua Zanggu looked at a certain young man who was rushing towards him aggressively, and simply threw himself into Gu Qian's arms and pretended to be a dead body.

"Wen Yuan? Wen Yuan!"

Gu Qian who was caught off guard almost fell, but fortunately, one of his hands grabbed the unconscious flower bone and gave him a hand. Seeing the man hugging the flower bone in his arms very naturally, Gu Qianjun's face turned dark Halfway through, I can think of the body of Huabugu, so I can only suppress it forcibly and temporarily have no seizures.

"Brother Cichen, thank you for your help, my brother has caused you trouble."

As Gu Qian said, he stretched out his hand to pick up the flowers and bury the bones, but Han Ling turned sideways to avoid it, leaving behind a sentence of "It's okay, it's a matter of duty." Then he turned and left, Gu Qian froze on the spot, who can tell him what's going on? Yo.

"In full view, aren't you afraid of losing face to the Han family?"

Hua Zanggu opened his eyes helplessly, the Han family, Han Ling, Cicichen, his former childhood sweetheart, is now a stranger.

"Your soul is unstable, I will use Xiguang to stabilize your soul later."

As Han Ling spoke, his arm put in a little more strength. Hua, who was guilty of a guilty conscience, had to remain silent. The Hua family is a hermit, and the news of his accident was deliberately played down. If the brothers in the family knew that their younger brother died It's so miserable, it must be crazy.

"I won't hide it from you, you have to keep it secret for me."

Hua Zanggu sighed and surrendered. He was able to spot him beyond recognition in the crowd at a glance. Han Ling must have found out some inside information. The most important thing at the moment is to keep it secret. He doesn't want to be whipped to death right after his resurrection.

"……it is good."

Han Ling paused, his voice was inexplicably low, and he turned left and right into a courtyard with the flowers buried in his arms.

Gu Qian stood in front of the yard and lingered for three steps, then turned and left. Wen Yuan was not in good health, it would be better to leave him behind, and it would not be too late to pick him up after the arrangement was settled, the Han family could not deny it in public.

Watching Gu Qian leave, Hua Zanggu let out a long sigh of relief and signaled Han Ling to sit down. His memory was incomplete, and he didn't even know what happened when he died. The only thing he remembered was that the man was holding a sword. ruthless.

"How have you been all these years?"

Han Ling asked without changing his face, his heart ached, he didn't know what to say, he had been looking for this person for 50 years, and after waiting for 50 years, it was the first time he knew that a hundred years would be such a torment.

"No worries about food and clothing."

Hua Zanggu chuckled, for him, as long as he is alive, he doesn't want to mention what happened a hundred years ago, even if he settles the score after autumn, it is only his own business and has nothing to do with others.

"You're having a bad time, why don't you come to me?"

Han Ling's body shook, and he struggled to speak. He didn't want to believe what he vaguely guessed.

"Lonely wandering ghosts looking for you? Stop messing around, resigning minister, you know people and ghosts go their own way."

Hua Zungu looked down at his palm, the disconnected lifeline had been reconnected, as if mocking him for being beyond recognition now.

"How did you die?"

Han Ling murmured in disbelief, Hua Zonggu laughed silently, how could he die?Why won't he die?

"Cichen, you forgot, I am also human."

Hua Zonggu said these words in a hoarse voice, the bloody past was torn apart, and those betrayals were like a blade piercing into the bone marrow, always reminding him how innocent he was once.

"……Feel sorry……"

Apart from this apology, Han Ling didn't know what else to say, it was his fault, if only he didn't leave flowers and bones to bury himself.

"When I died, I thought it was a good thing you weren't here. Someone set up a trick to kill me. Even if you didn't leave, so what, it's just a waste of life."

Hua Zanggu finished feeling, touched her stomach, and looked at Han Ling.

"I'm hungry, I want meat."

As the saying goes, the world eats the most meat, and Hua Zungu was never the kind of person who would wrong him. After speaking, he took a peek at Han Ling's face. He was relieved and at the same time a little disappointed. He just died with regret. Sometimes no one is by his side.

"I'm going to get some food, and I'll talk about other things after I'm full."

Han Ling spoke stiffly, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and he was inexplicably happy to notice the details. No matter what the Han family is, at least this person has not changed, and he has always been put in the first place.

At the residence of the Xue family in Beiyang Mountain, Gu Qian came to the front hall to meet the heads of other families, and found Xue Huai on the flower vine swing in the other courtyard.

The purple brocade embroidered robe seemed to be integrated with the flower vines, Gu Qian slowed down his pace, a smile stained his lips.

"It's not good for the host to be lazy and slack here when the guests stay in the front hall for a long time."

"Wen Lan, you're here."

Xue Huai turned around with a smile when he heard his friend's voice, and asked curiously when he saw his friend alone.

"Didn't you bring Wen Yuan here, why are you alone?"

"Wen Yuan just recovered from a serious illness and felt a little uncomfortable. It happened that Han Ling met him and took him to rest."

"Oh! What a coincidence!" Xue Huai smiled and narrowed his eyes, thinking of this year's guest list, Han Ling is really haunted, his carefully prepared reunion was ruined just like that, the Han family really beat him .

"I'm here to talk to you about this, lend me your Graceland to stay for a few days, and borrow your hot spring to support Wen Yuan's health."

Gu Qian's original intention was to let the flowers bury the bones to soak in the hot springs. For other things, it depends on whether Xue Huai will borrow them.

"These words are divided. How do you and I divide each other? Since Wen Yuan is not in good health, I will go with you to pick him up and go to the hot spring first. I can't bother the young master of the Han family too much."

Xue Huai stood up and smiled generously. He knew the importance of gaining goodwill from Gu Qian. After all, he could revive the family by himself. Gu Qian is by no means an ordinary person, and his future is yet to come.

"So good."

Thinking of Han Ling's eyes looking at the flowers and bones, Gu Qian also felt that something was wrong, so he made a second suggestion and walked outside first.

In the small courtyard, Hua Zang Gu swallowed the last bite of the flower cake, and he was very satisfied. Han Ling's culinary skills were superb, and his desire for a hundred years of appetite was fulfilled. Hua Zang Gu felt that he could become a fairy.

"I haven't eaten so full for a long time."

Hua Zanggu said with emotion, seeing Han Ling's tight lips with sharp eyes, a basin of cold water suddenly chilled his heart, he seemed to have said the wrong thing again.

"I'll never leave you alone again!"

"..."

This is a flower burial bone.

"..."

This is Gu Qian who pushed the door and bumped into the scene of the confession.

"..."

This is Xue Huai who is following behind Gu Qian with complicated emotions.

...Hua Zonggu thought he should buy an almanac to have a look, it's a bad year!