Lord Water God who still hasn't taken medicine today

Ji Lian: "..."

If this Taoist is a storyteller on the street, the money he earns every day must not be enough to support him, no wonder he wears such a robe like a beggar.

What a legendary story, he told it like a ghost story before going to bed to scare children to be obedient.

Perhaps it was Ji Lian's disdain that showed in his eyes, and the purple-clothed Taoist choked hard at his reaction, so he could only pick up his teacup and drink the bland boiled water in one gulp to cover up his embarrassment.

Yu Libai giggled and laughed.

When he was pretending to be a woman, his behavior did not look like a woman. Probably a certain water god spent 500 years in role-playing. At this moment, the woman laughed and trembled. Only the priestesses would wear fish scales. The hem of the feather cloak was decorated with small copper bells, which made a light and pleasant sound as he trembled.

The two men tried not to cast their eyes over it.

The witch Baiyu here looks completely different from the unlearned and ignorant young master Yu in Baihe town.

"Young Master Ji, don't listen to what Taoists say. According to legend, there is a demon realm outside the world, but who has seen it? The so-called Changyuan sword is just like thousands of famous swords in the world. It was added out of thin air. There are many legendary swords, the blades are sharper, and they are equipped with supernatural powers to destroy magic and demons, that's all." The witch laughed.

Ji Lian was silent.

I said before that this sword is a magic sword, isn't it the witch herself?

The Taoist in purple looked up at her, "The witch has a different opinion."

"The "Book of Great Xia" records that Emperor Tai Zu Yanyan died in the 25th year of the Great Xia Yuan, and his two swords crowned the world. It is the sword of imperial power. Xuanzhe Changyuan, passed on to his second son Jing Yuan Xigong, who commanded all the armies south of Yuanshan and north of Ma Dao, is the sword of soldiers and horses." Yu Libai paused, and continued, " From then on to the first year of Emperor Xuan, in five hundred years, Ziwei hadn't left the capital, Changyuan hadn't entered the capital, and Tai and Zu had never met each other. All the provinces in the Northwest respected Duke Yuanxi as their lord. Its lineage is called the Changyuan Sword Master, and it has killed countless generations, and the name of the sword of military power is only in this way that it is truly recognized."

Ji Lian was speechless, and asked after a while, "What happened in the 500th year?"

"It's a good country to be split into two, of course it's unacceptable to be in the orthodox line." The Taoist in purple responded casually, "It just so happened that Yuan Xigong also had a fork, and the Changyuan sword master was discovered He is the son of a half-demon. Since ancient times, plants and trees have been called spirits for monsters, and beasts are still beasts for monsters. No matter what, they are not my race. How can the majestic royal blood be stained by a half-human animal?"

Ji Lian felt that he could already imagine how the story would end.

Yu Libai didn't say a word, but the Taoist in purple looked at her secretly, the candlelight was beating, and there seemed to be something flickering in the witch's eyes, "Ahem, anyway, the emperor at that time issued a decree, which said that the Yuanxi Gong was stationed on the frontier from generation to generation. In view of the many hardships, the Changyuan Sword Master at that time will not be punished, as long as he returns the Changyuan Sword to the royal family and removes his surname."

The corner of Ji Lian's mouth twitched.

This statement, the emperor is really merciful.

"The Changyuan Sword Master naturally refused. The royal family judged him treason based on this, removed his position as an official, Duke and Marquis, and sent many masters to kill him, but there is no serious record here."

Ji Lian, who was engrossed in listening, almost couldn't catch his breath, and was choked.

Pei Ji turned over in his arms, frowning, not knowing that her elder brother forcibly silenced his cough in order not to wake him up.

Yu Libai frowned, leaned over calmly, and beat his back.

Avoided by Ji Lian.

Yu Libai: "..."

A certain water god felt that his heart had been stabbed with a knife, and the deep-seated sadness that flooded his heart because of the memory was gone, replaced by another kind of sadness.

The dead child was so indifferent to him, he was heartbroken.

So Ji Lian turned around and found that the witch who was inexplicably close to him was looking at him with teary eyes.

This expression is indescribably stupid, indescribably... familiar.

Why did he suddenly think of that idiot.

On the other hand, Taoist Ziyi saw this scene and showed a clear smile of watching the show.

He interrupted the gaze of the two people in front of him, and continued, "There are no more records in official history, but there are some stories passed down in many versions of unofficial history."

Ji Lian looked back at him.

"The version that is generally accepted now," the Taoist in purple clothes closed his eyes, paused, and recited, "The sword master put the scabbard on his friend, drew his sword and fought with all the masters in the south of Yuanshan for more than seven days. The sword falls into the volcano, a generation of heroes will die and the sword will be destroyed."

Ji Lian frowned.

The Dark Council has a group of mages who pursue knowledge and are full of curiosity about everything. What they have verified is that there is a ball of fire that never goes out like the sun under the earth, and the volcano is the passageway from the surface to the big fire ball.

If you fall into it, there is indeed only death.

but……

The young man asked: "Put the scabbard on a friend?"

The miko who was sitting silently on one side turned pale for some reason.

"It is said that the head of Tianyiyi was an incomparable genius at that time, especially good at illusion," the purple-clothed Taoist's eyes flashed across Yu Libai's pale face, "He is the only friend of Sword Master Changyuan, so he went to help and pretended to be Zhang Changyuan Sword Master attracted attention and escaped with the scabbard, but was chased and beheaded in the end, and the whereabouts of the scabbard was also unknown in the end."

"Since he was beheaded, why is his whereabouts still unknown?" Ji Lian asked.

This time it was Yu Libai who answered him, the witch was as pale as a paper, looking like a thin shadow.

"Because the friend of Sword Master Chang Yuan happened to be beheaded near here, the body and the scabbard fell into the Baihe River, but was not found, and it must have been washed away by the rushing river." The witch paused. After a pause, he continued, "Because of this, our Water God has always been troubled by people."

Her last words are suspicious.

Yu Libai put aside the memories that appeared in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth, and the witch in Ji Lian's eyes smiled softly, "So Mr. Ji is in Baihe Town, and it is said that he holds the Changyuan Sword. Logically, it doesn't make sense place."

"...will it cause you trouble?"

Ji Lian asked suddenly.

The witch said softly, "If there is any trouble, as long as you are in Baihe Town, Lord Water God will not be afraid of any trouble, but if you want to wrong Mr. Ji, it is best not to leave the town during this time."

Ji Lian nodded.

"It's getting late, and there are still affairs in the temple that I need to preside over, so I'll take my leave now." The witch said again.

Ji Lian nodded again, stood up, and seemed to be planning to send him off.

Yu Libai was silent.

The child in his family is actually a very polite person.

Do you really want him to do those things?

The two walked to the gate of the Ji Mansion without saying a word. Now the Ji Mansion is like other houses. At night, two wind lanterns will be hung at the door. The orange flames on the candles burn gently, and the silence in the night spreads over the ground like water. .

Yu Libai bid farewell to the master with the manner of a witch.

Then he turned around and took a step, and couldn't help but pause.

The weather in Qionglin Province is cool. During the day, the sun is as warm as summer, but at night, the bluestone slabs are as cold as ice. What's more, witches traditionally don't wear shoes. Standing barefoot on the ground, it feels like standing on the ground. in the snow.

It's like... that snowstorm 500 years ago.

The water god was silent, and suddenly turned around.

Ji Lian didn't even close the door, and stood there looking at him.

"Actually... It's okay for Mr. Ji to worship the purple-clothed Taoist as his teacher."

Under the firelight, there was something jumping in the young man's dark eyes, but Yu Libai couldn't understand it, so he could only continue in one breath, "The purple-clothed Taoist of the Taohe sect has a great reputation as a god of killing. When you go crazy, you will disown your relatives, but no matter whether you can learn something from him, as his disciple, not many people dare to do anything to you, so even if you leave Baihe Town for a walk, you can get some protection."

That's right, who would want to be chained to a remote town where old people wait to die for such an amazing and talented young man like Ji Lian?

The so-called plan, not so anxious, is also possible.

How about... just stop?

But the situation of Shirakawa...

Various thoughts swirled in Yu Libai's mind, and when he thought of an idea, he would immediately refute it back. The quicker the idea, the faster the refute.

He knew that he was hesitating.

He is not a person who can make decisions by nature. It was rare for him to make a decision to help his friend back then. Not only was he scolded bloody by his friend, but he didn't help much in the end.

500 years ago, the head of Tianyi Yidao was famous all over the world, and his illusion skills were unmatched, but under his fame, he was just a weak coward.

In Ji Lian's eyes, Baiyu Miko's complexion kept changing, and the expression on her beautiful face turned out to be terrifying.

The young man felt warm, and did not respond to his persuasion, but instead asked, "Does the witch know the young master of the Yu family in Zhenbei?"

The priestess's changed expression suddenly froze.

After a few seconds, she returned to a smiling expression.

"The Yu family donates a large sum of money to the Water God Temple every year. Young Master Yu is kind-hearted and a very good person."

Ji Lian: "..."

It felt like it was indeed something that idiot who yelled that I was rich would do it.

The young man was suddenly a little worried about the property of the Yu family, that idiot didn't seem like a person who could make money.

"Master Yu cares about me very much, and I always feel ashamed of receiving it."

Yu Libai, who was in the witch's shell, was sore in his heart, feeling like his own awkward child finally admitted himself, thinking that he finally knew that I was good to you, but at the same time he didn't know what he was going to do by saying this all of a sudden.

He didn't expect Ji Lian's next words to make his heart skip a beat.

Ji Lian said: "Master Miko cares about me as much as Master Yu."

Yu Libai stared at Ji Lian's expressionless coffin face.

Why? !Huh? ! !ah? ! ! !

What the hell does he mean?Is that what he meant?Isn't that what he thought?Where is the show? !

Lord Water God looked at his little self reflected in the young man's dark eyes, and felt that the biggest crisis since his death 500 years ago was right in front of him.