Non-Pro Vase [Unlimited Stream]

Following the memory of Chapter 78, I am speaking.

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Chang Chong's reaction was beyond Yan Luo's expectations. He showed no respect for the "fat" big mouse in the young man's hand, and stood up staggeringly on the snow.

Seeing that his body was unstable, Yan Luo hurried to help him up, pinching a mouse's tail in his hand, suddenly collided with Chang Chong, and the mouse stretched its body and struggled to break free from his grasp.

It was just right again, falling into Chang Chong's clothes.

Long Worm: "..."

Yama:"……"

After about half a stick of incense, Chang Chong pinched the gray mouse that had "nearly escaped from death" and "turned around" with two fingers, frowned and lowered his eyes, and asked in a very disgusted tone, "Why do you keep this thing?"

After all, he raised his hand and wanted to throw the mouse into the snow.

"Don't throw it!" Seeing that he was going to throw it, the young man hurriedly yelled.

The gray tail that was just about to be released was hooked back by Chang Chong's finger, and he asked him helplessly with disgust, "Do you want to eat?"

Seeing that he was really suffering, the young man sympathetically took the mouse's tail and pinched it in his hand, and helped him lean against a intact bamboo tree, and said: "Wait a moment, I will put it back to the place where I caught it earlier." place."

After a pause, the young man muttered and said, "If we throw it in the snow, I'm afraid it will freeze to death in the wilderness."

"It's really troublesome." Chang Chong rolled his eyes angrily.

The young man was not angry at all, and helped him to remove a dead leaf stuck to the end of his hair, then turned around and walked into the depths of the bamboo forest with the mouse in his hand.

Seeing his figure disappearing in the depths of the bamboo forest, the person leaning on the bamboo stretched out his left hand from his heart to the wound on his body. As the palm stroked, a faint mysterious light flashed across his body.

After healing most of the injuries on his body, he was about to leave.Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, looked at the dark and heavy clouds, rolled his eyes twice, heard the sound of footsteps approaching from the bamboo forest, retracted his legs, stretched out his hand and tapped his chest twice, and immediately vomited. A mouth full of bright red blood.

Yan Luo came out of the forest and saw Chang Chong fainted by the bamboo just now, and hurriedly ran over in small steps.

The long worm curled up and fell to the ground, with a few drops of blood dripping shockingly on the snow beside it.

Yan Luo helped him up, and Chang Chong said with a voice as if he was about to become an immortal in the next moment, "Good man, good man save me, there is a demon monk who wants to kill me..."

He was wearing a white robe, his face was so pale that it seemed to be comparable to the color of snow under his feet, his beautiful straight eyebrows were tightly frowned, his eyes were dark with two spots of snow, and his good skin was heavily dyed. He looked ill, as if if the young man dared to say "no", he would shake his arms and stare at him, and roll his eyelids away.

The new Yan Luo is a good man, a very good man, a good old man.

Naturally, he would not leave him easily, and picked up the long worm: "I will take you to find a place to rest first, and you will tell me the detailed cause and effect on the way."

If there really is such a cruel and innocent demon monk in this world, it's fine, it's definitely not his style to let it go.

Chang Chong replied dying, glanced secretly at his body, which was not as tall as his own, and said thoughtfully: "It's good for a good person to help me walk."

The good man refused straight away, squatted on the ground, turned around and said, "Come up quickly, I should carry you faster."

Chang Chong thought about his weight, which was comparable to [-] Mount Tai, smiled faintly, and climbed onto his thin shoulders.

He swore to himself, he really never imagined that this person could carry him on his back, and he could even run like a swallow in the wet and slippery snow with his back on his back.

Chang Chong choked: "You..."

The wind and snow were too heavy, and Yan Luo couldn't hear what he said clearly, but he vaguely knew that he called him, so he turned his head and asked loudly: "You called me?"

Snowflakes fell on the straight and pale brows of the young man, and there were a few handfuls of bright colors in the amber eyes. After coming up to the world for a long time, Yan Luo ate food from many places along the way, and the side of his face became a little moist. It was so smooth and delicate that the long worm who hadn't eaten for a long time gulped down his saliva.

Chang Chong changed his mind, his head sank against his shoulder and neck, and his thin lips moved closer, "Am I heavy?"

The lips brushed against the young man's earlobe several times, making him itchy.

The young man rolled his eyes, smiled, and said, "It's not too heavy, don't worry, I even helped a peasant woman bring back a sow that was lost."

No matter how you hear these words, it is strange to your ears. Chang Chong ignores these words and hears the young man ask: "Please explain to me the matter of that demon monk carefully, and I will help you get justice."

Chang Chong just casually made up a demon monk, how could he know more details, he thought for a while, and came up with an idea: "My brother and I were originally from Gusu..."

Along the way, Changchong turned the "Legend of the White Snake" that he heard from a storyteller when he first fell into the human world a few days ago into a story about himself and his brother.

The glamorous white snake became a mighty mysterious snake, the scholar Xu Xian became an infatuated girl of a member of the old master's family, and the intelligent green snake became a premature snake born weak.

He originally wanted to say that if the young man found something wrong with his smack, he would immediately eat him to fill his stomach. How could he have imagined that the young man would gallop across the snowy sky with his nose and tears on his back: "Brother Changchong, the experience of you and your elder brother is really embarrassing. The "Blessing Lovers" I heard from the storyteller a few days ago did not make you cry like you!"

Long Worm: "..."

I really want to thank you for listening to the storyteller before he had time to tell you "The Legend of the White Snake"...

After walking for a while, Chang Chong suddenly thought of a question, and said half-complainingly: "Why do you keep calling me Chang Chong?"

Yan Luo was taken aback, and asked, "Then what should I call you?"

Chang Chong was also stunned for a moment, remembering that he didn't have a name yet, he sighed faintly: "Forget it, it's up to you."

The two rushed all the way, and Yan Luo suddenly noticed something: "Brother Chang Chong, you were injured by that demon monk just now? Could it be that the demon monk is still in the bamboo forest? Why don't we go back quickly so that we can get justice for you? "

How could the worm know where the "demon monk" was at the moment, he had fallen from the sky because he had escaped the pursuit of the heavenly court and lost all his strength due to starvation.

But he is very thin-skinned, so it is naturally impossible to tell this person the reason why he fell because he was "too hungry to fly, and he was half disabled". He pretended to cough twice, and said, "No need, I used my real strength when he attacked just now, and flicked his tail to send him flying, and now he is flying in the sky."

Yan Luo said to himself, "Sure enough, you can't underestimate Chang Chong's becoming a spirit", he weighed him up, and started chatting with him: "Brother Chang Chong, you were born at the bottom of a small pond outside Gusu?"

"Probably..."

Yan Luo asked a question, and Chang Chong crawled behind him to answer slowly, and kept silent when he didn't want to answer, and rolled his eyes to deal with him with nonsense.

In this way, the two walked together.

The sky was covered with white snow, and at some point Yan Luo walked out of the bamboo forest with the worm on his back. The ruins after the famine were submerged in heavy snow, and the surroundings were desolate.The color of snow was reflected between the sky and the earth, and they walked towards the end of nothingness.

Walking slowly, Yan Luo took a breath, leaving a deep footprint behind him.

Chang Chong's eyes moved, and he said in a low voice: "I am a mysterious dragon in the world—"

"Brother Chang Chong, don't tease me." Yan Luo's cheeks were so cold that two clouds flew up, and at the moment he seemed to be dizzy at what he said: "Chang Chong and dragons are not of the same kind. Besides, dragons are not the same kind. It is a divine beast that has not been born for a long time..."

The pleasant voice explained the difference between the dragon and the worm all the way, the wind was blowing, the worm crawled on his back and yawned lazily, and slept all the way on Yan Luo's slightly thin but warm back.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yan Luo raised his eyes and found that Chang'an City was not far ahead.

Famine or not, from the outside, Chang'an is still the same Chang'an, the lights of thousands of houses are lit up with warm light, red lanterns are hung high on the city wall, and the faint noise leaks out along the wind.

Only then did Yan Luo realize belatedly that today seems to be the New Year in the world.

Just as he was thinking, a blunt bang made him look up.

A firework shot straight into the sky and bloomed on the heavy evening clouds, one after another, illuminating the whole city in the dark night.

Yan Luo shouted excitedly: "Brother Changchong! Brother Changchong!"

Chang Chong slept so comfortably, and was a little annoyed by being woken up, just about to scold someone, but thought that he was on someone else's back, before he could figure out how to "tactfully" express his anger, the young man said: "Look at the sky! Chang'an City is setting off social fire!"

Boom! ——

The sudden light made Chang Chong squint his eyes, looked up at the sky, and caught a glimpse of the young man's bright eyes from the corner of his eye.

Yan Luo asked: "Brother Chang Chong, have you seen such fireworks before?"

Chang Chong shook his head before remembering that he was on his back, and said again: "Never."

Yan Luo thought that although he was incarnate in the human world, he had been living in hiding with his elder brother, and comforted him: "I have never seen it before."

"Ah."

Yan Luo looked up at the sky and asked, "Brother Chang Chong, are these fireworks beautiful?"

The cool air was filled with smoke and the spice of gunpowder, and the snow was still falling, as if the sun and the moon were going to be confused, and the sky and the earth would split.

The long insect crawled on his back and raised its head a few times, lowered its head to stare at the young man's plain face, said "Mmm" in a low voice, and said, "The beauty in the world."

After the fireworks were set off, Yan Luo yearned for things in Chang'an City even more. He did not turn into Yan Luo after the death of a mortal, but a judge's pen conceived by heaven and earth. He was very yearning for things in the world.

Yan Luo murmured and thought: "I heard from Fan Wujiu and the others that in Chang'an City, there is a donkey meat that is delicious, as well as spicy lamb scorpions, and fire-roasted beggar's chicken..."

Chang Chong felt a little depressed when he heard him pick up the name of the dish and thought of the momentary palpitations, crawled on top of him and stopped talking.

Yan Luo babbled for a while and realized that the backside had been very quiet, and asked, "Brother Changchong, what's wrong with you?"

The long-term insect sighed deeply, "It's okay..."

I seem to like a nerd, don't worry about me, I can hold on...

2.

However, when the two entered Chang'an City, they didn't eat all over Chang'an as Yan Luo thought.

There are many reasons, but mainly, lack of money.

Is a penny a hero, Yama even worse.

In Chang'an City, even food and lodging became a problem.

Although Yan Luo's mana has been greatly weakened in the human world, he can still maintain his health and not suffer from illness.

However, Chang Chong hadn't healed from his serious injury, and he encountered successive years of heavy snow. There were signs along the way, and he developed a fever not long after they entered Chang'an.

Yan Luo hurriedly carried him to the medical clinic, and went in to ask the old doctor for his pulse.

The old doctor withdrew his hand on Chang Chong's wrist, and his white eyebrows frowned: "This is terrible, this little brother has a damaged heart and lungs, and he must be hanged by boiling old ginseng and angelica..."

He seemed to be really unable to figure out how in this peaceful world where there is no war today, how could someone suffer such severe trauma, and immediately thought that the two of them came from outside the city, they must be the victims of the famine all the way north, and said sadly: "I will give you For prescriptions, Angelica is available in my clinic, but this old ginseng..."

Yan Luo took out two pieces of silver in his pocket and asked, "Are these enough?"

The old doctor shook his head: "This old ginseng alone may cost nearly a hundred taels of silver, but other things are easy to talk about."

After hearing this, Yan Luo frowned worriedly for a moment on Chang Chong's face, whose eyes were tightly closed and sweating on his forehead.

Seeing a white jade pinned to his waist, the old doctor said: "Why don't you pawn the jade pendant?"

Yan Luo pulled off the jade pendant and frowned.

This jade pendant was originally a part of his pen body, but after it was transformed into a human form, he made it into an accessory and tied it around his waist...

He looked back at the long worm on the bed whose cheeks were flushed due to the high fever, and asked the old doctor, "Mr., where should I get this jade pendant?"

The warm-hearted old doctor hurriedly led him to the door and pointed to a certain place: "Go out and turn left, Liu Ji's pawnshop."

Neither of them noticed, but the patient lying on his side quietly narrowed his eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and hastily closed his eyelids when he saw the doctor walking back.

About half an hour later, the old doctor gave the seriously injured patient some boiled medicine, and Yan Luo hurried in.

Yan Luo took out a paper bag from his arms, and opened the oiled paper: "Do you think this old ginseng is enough?"

The old doctor twirled his horns and pondered for a moment: "It's almost there!"

After that, he handed Yan Luo two packs of medicine, and told him: "Morning, noon and evening, eat after meals, if you still don't get better for seven consecutive days, come to the medical clinic immediately."

Yan Luo hurriedly answered "Okay", went to the bed and carefully poked Chang Chong, and was afraid that the sound would reveal Chang Chong's secret, so he bent down and whispered into his ear: "Brother Chang Chong, brother Chong, get up quickly!" , I will take you to find a place to live."

The young man on the bed just turned over in a daze, opened his staring eyes, and yawned lazily.

Yan Luo kindly squatted down with his back on his back, and stood up again when he climbed on his back. He thanked the old doctor with his index finger around the medicine bag, and then went out.

The author has something to say: To be honest, Shibuyan used to have a level of tea that I never expected.

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It snowed heavily that year.

Famine is raging everywhere, the long streets are covered with frozen dead bones, all the judges in the underworld have come to the world, even if all the manpower is mobilized, there are still thousands of dead souls lingering in the world and cannot find the entrance to the underworld.

Helpless, just as Yan Luo took office, he went to the world non-stop and stopped and sent away many "people" all the way.

But the snow continued to fall, making people confused. Even Tianting did not reply to the jade slips they sent for a long time. The letter asked Tianting to send a few ghost generals to follow and help.

Only the first jade slip returned two words: there are dragons.

There are dragons?

The young Yan Luo who just came out of the oven stared at these two words and couldn't figure out how "Youlong" caused the nearly year-long snow disaster in the world.

It is about a thousand years since a dragon came into the world, and the heavenly court is busy making registrations for the newly born little dragon, and has no time to deal with these things in the mortal world.

Thinking about it, Yuguan walked slowly on the snow-covered forest path and couldn't help but feel a little headache. I didn't know that so many dead souls would be sent to the year of the monkey...

As he walked, the young Yan Luo paused, and the tip of his nose smelled an unusual smell of blood in the cool air.

He opened his eyes strangely and forgot to look deep into the forest, and his expression became complicated: "..."

The tall, straight and dense bamboo grove was forcibly crushed into a row of "bamboo shoots" by a huge body. Young Yan Luo quickened his pace and walked towards the grove, only to see a tree as tall as two people lying in the depths of the bamboo grove. Zhang's Xuanhei——

Long worm?

Yan Luo, who had never seen a Xuanlong before, silently approached the long worm that had become a spirit. As soon as he got closer, a golden light flashed by, and the long worm disappeared, and a man was lying in the pile of "bamboo shoots" beside him.

He hesitated for a moment, but still walked over with tentative steps.

The breath on the man's body was weak, his long hair was wet and sticky to the back of his head, his face was still miserable white in the snow, some blood was stained on the corners of his lips, his eyelids drooped, and a few penetrating lines were drawn.

Just now, he couldn't see anything from the appearance of the worm, and it was only when Yan Luo turned into a human form that he realized that this person was pitifully thin, and he just took off his handsome appearance so hungry.

The young Yan Luo sighed sadly: "This heavy snow has even caused famines to grow insects."

As soon as the words were finished, the long worm's eyes rolled around twice under the eyelids, as if it was about to wake up.

Sure enough, "Long Worm" opened his eyes, and faced a ground mouse that was upside down and screaming: "..."

"Eat quickly." A quiet and pleasant voice floated down from the top of his head, and with a loving smile on his face, he moved the mouse in his face again, "Be hungry, eat quickly, I can catch it for you if it's not enough." Come."

Long Worm: "..."

I'm so fucking thankful...