Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

A game of broken chess, a fantasy dream, the outcome is not yet decided, the man in the dream watches the chess without saying a word, he is not a gentleman, but he is too emotional to say anything, the game between Hua Zangying and Shen Junbai has a hidden edge, Hua Shiqi watched it Boring, I yawned and went to the stream to play in the water. Xue Huai hadn't woken up yet. Others would always find this place. There was still plenty of time, so don't worry.

The water in the stream is so clear that you can see the bottom at a glance. Take seventeen cups of water to your lips, it is cool and sweet, and relieves the headache of a hangover. Although Yimeng Huangliang is a good thing, even if you are drunk for a few days, you will feel uncomfortable.

"The funeral bone is your character. What a coincidence, my character is also the funeral bone."

Looking at the strange eyebrows and eyes reflected in the water, Hua Shiqi smiled to himself, saying that this face resembled him, but he didn't look like him at all. The face in the dream that buried flowers and bones resembled him, like him. Very much like him at the beginning, and he doesn't know who influenced whom, the fates are surprisingly similar.

"Are you reluctant?"

Pale hands stretched out from the water and grabbed Hua Shiqi's wrist, the bone-chilling cold made him frown, but he didn't break free, and his thoughts were a little dazed, reluctant?Would that feeling come to him too?

Maybe, in Hua Shiqi's body, even though he couldn't appear, he felt the same. He was also touched by the tenderness that made people nostalgic. It was because of touching him that he became more aware of the cruelty behind the tenderness, which the child could not bear. Yes, for more than a thousand years, his heart of stone has actually been softened.

"So what if he can't bear it, he always wants to come back and bear everything. This is his fate, and it's also my fate."

From the very beginning, Hua Shiqi never thought of occupying the child's body and resurrecting him. Even with Emperor Mo's painstaking efforts, he never wanted to live it again. One life was too long, and he was tired of it. He admitted that he was cowardly and cowardly. So unwilling to mix with those love and hate grievances, so cowardly that he doesn't even have the courage to live, the mountain and sea world is just a starting point, the real starting point.

Tens of thousands of years ago, there was a god who saw the secrets of the sky and set up this game. Everyone was a chess piece, but he was so innocent that he could be favored. Unwillingness and resentment supported him to gather his soul and sacrificed too much. Introduction, game with the sky.

"Since you have made your choice, leave early and don't involve the innocent."

When the hands were released, the voice also disappeared. Hua Shiqi rolled his eyes in an ungraceful manner. He was really stingy. Before he did anything, he started to protect his shortcomings. But when you think about it carefully, everything Shen Junbai did shows a Question, he is determined to enter the game, watching the game without saying a word.

"You fox who stole the wine, you know it's a good thing. Come on, get drunk with me again, and look at that child more, after all, time is running out."

Seeing the snow-white fox holding the wine jar in its front paws and walking awkwardly with its back paws, Hua Shiqi laughed. He picked up the wine jar, hugged the white fox into his arms, and rubbed its soft fur. Qiankun took out a big bowl and shared a bowl of wine with the white fox. God knows what is in his Qiankun, anyway, as long as he thinks of it, he can find it.

It's another dream. In the dream, the old people meet and don't know each other. In terms of cause and effect, it doesn't come first that there is a cause and then there is an effect. It is also a common thing that the priority is reversed!

"Wen Lan, do you still remember the demon you met when you were young, and the world called him to bury bones with flowers?"

"Wen Lan, no matter what happens to Ah Yuan, you have to remember to protect him. If even you despise him, wouldn't it be too pitiful to live alone."

With the sound of thunder and rain in his ears, Gu Qian sat in the cabin hugging the sleeping flowers and bones. He seemed to have figured out what happened that day, but no matter what the truth was, he didn't know what else to do except feel distressed.

His father's exhortations before he died were still in his ears, but what Gu Qian thought of was Hua Wenhai's blood and tears streaming down his face. He tremblingly stretched out his hand to grab something, but he couldn't speak and wept. He said, "Seventeen, why don't you go home?" Woolen cloth?"

Han Ling's unbearable, Xue Huai's trembling, Gu Qian could see clearly as an outsider, these people are trapped in their hearts, and the only antidote is his lost and recovered brother.

"Gu Wenlan, will you regret it?" Xue Huai asked him privately when he was leaving. Gu Qian himself didn't know why he didn't want to stay, maybe he didn't want to see the strong flowers and bones.

God knows how much he was touched by the sound of Hua's burial, and at that moment he really felt that he had come alive.

Gu Qian also felt that he was too partial. He didn't feel sorry for Gu Yuan's maturity, and he never cared about Yingge's experience. He didn't even care too much about his own heart. As long as Gu Wenyuan is alive, Gu Qian can feel alive . .

"The Jiangnan water town is the most important thing to support people. I'm afraid there will be troubles recently, so we won't go back to Qiuhe for now."

While looking at the letter in his hand, Gu Qian talked to Hua Zanggu, his eyes flashed strangely, but he remained calm.

"I'm so tired, I'll tell you when I wake up."

Hua Zonggu lay sleepily on Gu Qian's lap, his body was too weak to accept the evil spirit of the sea of ​​blood at once, so he had to take it slowly.

"Sleep, I'll watch over you."

As soon as Gu Qian finished speaking, he heard Hua Zungu's well-proportioned breathing, and the flames in his palm swallowed up the news that something had happened to the Xue family.

The body of the dead disciple of the Xue family was found in the back mountain of Beiyang. There was no scar on his body, and a red sunset flower between his eyebrows was very similar to the method of burying bones with the evil flower a hundred years ago.

The reason why he is called an evil spirit is because the way he practiced cannibalize people's blood and devour human souls, so he is an evil spirit.

But how many good people he has killed, how many wicked people he has killed, and how many innocent people he has saved, no one cares about these.

All the good things turned into other plans, and all the good things turned into evil, just because he was too powerful, among which Gu Qian knew no less than Han Ling.

"Look, even if you die, they won't let you go. I'm afraid they will attack the Hua family this time."

Gu Qian was talking to himself, Hua Zanggu's closed eyes suddenly opened, the remaining compassion was covered by hatred, he would never allow history to repeat itself.

"Sleep, I have everything." One hand covered the eyes of Huabugu, blocking his sight, the turbulent murderous thoughts in his heart faded, and his consciousness began to blur. It seemed that someone had said the same thing as him, but it was too long ago He can't remember.

Gu Qian caressed the evening flute at his waist, and laughed at himself, thinking that the century-old reputation of his Gu family was going to be buried in his hands, and the generations of ancestors in the underworld knew it, and they were afraid that they would climb out of the coffin and split it. him.

"Brother Funeral Bone, I will always remember you. Whether you are Hua Funeral Gu or Gu Wenyuan, I am the one you brought home, Alan."

Gu Qian's voice was deep and deep, which didn't match his appearance at all. He took off his coat and put it on the flower funeral bone. Outsiders never cared about it. In just three months, he became more mature and stable. How can life and death be unstable.

But who would have thought that he was like that a long time ago...

Hua Zang Gu didn't see Gu Qian when he woke up, got up and walked to the bridge, he could see a corner of the Jiangnan Water Town, quiet, with smoke curling up, and a young man with disheveled hair was reflected in the waves, Hua Zan Gu touched it and grunted He remembered that the drunken fish of Quan's family in the south of the Yangtze River was delicious, and Quan Ye and Quan Se were friends with him, and he was always generous to let him eat to his heart's content.

"My lord is awake, just now the lord said that you must be hungry when you wake up, and asked me to rest the boat here, and wait for him to come back before docking."

The boatman is a man in his forties, with a simple and honest appearance. After thinking about it, he thought about passing some broken silver. Life is not easy. Since he can live an ordinary life, there is no need to be involved in their world.

"Boater, I bought your boat, and you can buy it again with these silver taels when it lands later."

"This, this won't work, there are too many, and it doesn't take so much to buy a boat!"

"Not much, I still want to ask you something."

"Excuse me, my lord!"

The boss of the boat's cramped appearance made Hua Binggu laugh, but he didn't say much, he was sitting on the bow of the boat wearing Gu Qian's coat, his voice was scattered by the wind.

"Do you know the Jiangnan Quan family?"

"I know, I know, there are many people who don't know the reputation of the Quan family in the south of the Yangtze River."

"Have you heard any rumors?"

"Rumours? Not in recent years, but I heard from the old people that the main force of the Quan family came out in full force in the demon killing operation 100 years ago. Instead, the emptiness of the family's defense was taken advantage of by the demons, and all the people who stayed behind were burned to death with a torch. No, none of the 430 corpses is complete. I heard that they were deliberately seriously injured and then thrown into the fire and burned to death. On the one hand, these are all the credits of the immortals!"

"They're all dead?" Hua Zonggu murmured.

"Isn't it? From the old children to the infants, no one is spared. It's really a crime..."

The boatman was still chattering, but the flowers and bones couldn't listen. Amidst the sound of thunder and rain, the heart-piercing voice was full of anger and grief, and every word and sentence was full of heart-wrenching.

"Hua Zonggu, I think I treat you well, even close relatives and close friends, but you treat me like this, has your conscience been eaten by dogs!"

"Flower Burying Bones, I hate you every day I live, even if you die, and your bones are turned into ashes, I will never forgive you!"

"Arthur, why on earth are you..."

That question was broken in Huangquan, Hua buried his bones until he died, but he didn't understand where his friend's deep-seated hatred came from, but now he thinks it's ridiculous. We have known each other for decades, and the breakup is instant. No matter whether he was innocent or not, he should be trusted. No one believed him, and even an explanation was pointless.

"He's back, let's go to the shore!" Seeing Gu Qian who came back by stepping on the water, Hua Zanggu put aside what he had just thought, and ordered the boatman to stop the boat and go to the shore.

"Okay," the boatman replied, turned and left.

"What delicious food did you bring? I want to eat fish." Hua Zanggu stared straight at the food basket in Gu Qian's hand, making Gu Qian laugh for a while.

"The best drunken fish in the south of the Yangtze River, we will disembark after eating." Gu Qian said, taking out the fish in the food basket, and under Hua Zungu's direct gaze, he carefully picked up the fish meat, picked out the fish bones and put them in the small fish basket. On the plate, the flower burial bone was finished in one bite, and Gu Qian was amused by the way he sat and waited for the next piece to be fed.

"Eat slowly, there are still a lot." Gu Qian said that his hands moved quickly. He should be hungry after sleeping for so long. When the soup was gone, he took out the biscuits in his arms and ate the soup with Gu Qian's leisurely pace.

"You, why didn't you eat just now?" Hua Zonggu felt a little uneasy about his conscience, he ate so fast that he forgot to ask Gu Qian if he had eaten.

"I don't like fish, but I like soup." Gu Qian answered naturally.

The reason is good and powerful!

Hua Zang Gu is not good at talking, so Gu Qian said so, so he didn't bother to ask. He rubbed his stuffed belly and lay down behind him, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight. Before falling asleep, Hua Zang Gu seriously disliked this and became more and more lazy of myself.

Gu Qian watched the flower funeral bone fall asleep again, packed up the fish bones, carried the man back to the cabin, and lay down beside the flower funeral bone for a while in his clothes. Trouble will catch up soon, let him enjoy it until then Have a rare moment of peace.