Tai sui

In Yanyang, the northernmost part of Jingzhou, Bering, who had just received the news from the official post, was running wildly in his carriage.

The driveway between the prefectural capitals has not been repaired yet, Teng Yunjiao was shaken by the earthquake caused by Yutu and several railroad tracks were broken, the waterway was blocked, the land road was not smooth, and the traffic in Dawan almost collapsed.The Immortal Artifact and the Lowering Immortal Artifact failed again, and when Bai Ling received the news from Xi Yue from the station, it was already a few days later.

And it's useless even if he can fly back with his wings, because the "Zhou Ying" in the carriage is a piece of paper.

With Bering's cultivation level, the paper figurines could be confused with the real ones, at least below the same level, they can't be distinguished from the real people at a glance, but at this time, all the magical powers in Dawan territory have failed, and the paper figurines have also been beaten back to their original forms. Zhuang casually painted a lot of finesse, but that's not the case after all--when the wind blows it makes a "sloppy" noise, and if you don't pay attention, your face will be twisted to the back.

This paper figurine is Bai Ling's substitute for his Highness, and it has engraved a spiritual image. It contains a drop of Zhou Ying's heart and soul. If you don't want to go to a social event—such as boring occasions such as the emperor's enthronement, let the paper figurine go there to fool you. Anyway, Jinping did not build a foundation.

At this time, Bering dragged a paper figurine around, not because he had any strange habit, but because after Zhou Ying left, Wang Chuan's blood suddenly "vomited" on the drip of blood he left on the double paper figurine. cigarette.The light smoke rolled more and more, and finally it happened to completely cover the real-life paper figurine.

At this time, the half-demon could only act as a coachman himself, and Wangchuan, who was covering the paper figurine, remained motionless. Could it be that it didn't use aura to drive it?Can it really cover the eyes of cicadas?

Bering didn't know that he was calm on the outside, and his heart was burning with anxiety—he had completely cut off contact with Zhou Ying, and all the news about Jinping had reached his hands.

And the cicada slough that is still in the world may fall from the sky at any time.

If the paper figurine can still be used, and being protected by Wang Chuan like this, Bai Ling may feel a little relieved.Ke Wangchuan couldn't keep the paper wind from blowing, and if he touched it closely, not to mention the cicada's slough, mortals could tell that it wasn't a flesh and blood body.

The half-demon who was born able to devour spirit stones discovered for the first time that the road for mortals is so long, the horse is so slow, and the sound is so vague.

Suddenly, Bering pulled the rein and grabbed the horse: "Woo——"

No way.

The Jingzhou area is the most mountainous and watery place in Dawan, and the road ahead is blocked by rolling rocks.

"My lord," Bai Ling took a deep breath, and said to the paper figurine as respectfully as he did to Zhou Ying, "My lord, please stay calm and don't be impatient. This subordinate will find a way."

A paper figurine without aura would not answer, so Bering put on his bamboo hat and ran over like a mortal.

Going north from Jingzhou, Tengyunjiao was cut off, only this section of the road was still possible, and Bering was not the only one blocked at this time.There were those who had to transport goods by land after Tengyunjiao was out of service, some who went to Beijing to study and find relatives... and some who went to funerals.

Three religions and nine streams were mixed together, and there were insurmountable mountains and boulders in front of them. When Bering arrived, people were clearing the way with their hands.The half-demon who established the foundation was stunned for a long time in the smoke of the coyotes, and had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and descend to the mortal world.

Without the protection of spiritual energy, dust treats all living beings equally. Bering's flowing robe, which was cleaner than paper, was soon covered with dust, and it rained again after a while, and the rain mixed the dust with mud.Bering's nose was full of sand, and he didn't know how to get in. He ground his teeth with his tongue.

He has never been so embarrassed in the abyss of no crossing!

After a full delay of more than half a day, the slow-moving steam forklift of Yanyang Mansion arrived slowly, and the "chug" of steam sprayed out everywhere as far as the field of vision was, and mixed with rain and mud with great force At the same time, Bering felt that he was about to turn into rotten pulp, and his hand that was too heavy to move the stone trembled uncontrollably.

Not long after, I heard that the road was opened, but before he could show joy and report to the "Master" in the carriage, he heard a loud noise, and the blind rain washed down a pile of rocks.

In the steam, people with vague outlines shouted loudly, and Bering was wrapped in the crowd, and retreated involuntarily.He was Zhou Ying's secret guard, killer, and Lu Wuli's mysterious "Mr. Bai". He had never been so close to ordinary people, and was pushed and dragged back and forth by a bunch of strange hands. He was a little dazed for a while.

A man about 40 to [-] years old suddenly burst into tears, his voice trembling so loudly.The man knelt down, beat the ground with his hands, kowtowed his head on the ground, and said in his mouth: "I don't want to see my old lady anymore, please open the road, I beg you... please... "

He went to the doctor in a hurry, and he didn't know who to ask.

The people around had no choice but to avoid looking away, not to look directly, sadness came from it.

Together with the struggling passers-by, Bering looked at the indifferent mountains and rivers stretching towards the sky with nowhere to rest his eyes.

Just when he didn't know where to go, a line of sight cast down from the sky, and the two cicada sages who were with the heaven and the earth and were not restricted by the spiritual veins in the world returned to the fairy mountain, and they happened to pass by this place.

This time Xuanyin was in a catastrophe, one of the four major surnames was uprooted, and the whole area was in chaos. Zhang Jue and Lin Zongyi looked very dignified and said nothing all the way.

Zhang Jue suddenly felt something, opened his eyes, cast the sight from his snow-white pupils to the world, and saw the half-demon among the mortals.

Well, where is the last spirit bone of the Zhou family?

For some reason, Elder Si Ming always felt that there was something wrong with the hexagram calculated in the East China Sea. His Highness Zhuang Wang's spiritual bone had been soaked in Huawai Demon's Cave for more than 20 years, and the sea of ​​stars was always unclear.Dawan is more than a thousand miles from east to west, and longer from north to south, so it can be said to have a vast territory.Among tens of millions of people, he just happened to meet Zhou Ying at this very moment, and something seemed to have touched the inspiration of Great Elder Si Ming.

Zhang Jue was waiting to take a closer look, but when he glanced down, he happened to see the rain breaking the mountain.The horse pulling the carriage was a little startled, but Bering didn't hold back, the carriage shook, and "Zhou Ying" on the carriage jumped out in embarrassment, and half of his body rolled down under the seat.

Zhang Jue only had time to take a quick glance, but his eyes were scalded by the kowtowing man next to the carriage.

Elder Si Ming couldn't bear to see for a while, sighed, and waved his sleeves, the heavy rain seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and the road was separated from the boulder by the mud and sand blocking the road.

The Holy has finally manifested.

"The people's livelihood is so difficult." Zhang Jue withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes again, and said to Lin Zongyi, "Let's go."

Dawan's spiritual pulse was cut off, and all the demons and ghosts outside the country retreated. The mutated spirit beasts raised by the wealthy people in Jinping seemed to be hibernating, and fell asleep.

Xi Ping is the busiest.

His spiritual sense not only has to shuttle back and forth between Xuanyin Mountain and Western Chu——Xu Rucheng changed his identity, sneaked into the team of Western Chu "supporting" Zhao's family in a low-key manner, and became an inconspicuous servant, Wei Chengxiang is also waiting for an opportunity in Chu State - he is fine and afraid that his third brother will be lonely, so he will go to the East China Sea to harass Zhou Ying, and tell him in real time that "Elder Cicada has returned to the mountain", "The inner sect has begun to liquidate", "Princess Duanrui is coming... Temporarily acting as the post of rites" and other first-hand information, and asked some very short-sighted questions: "Third brother, you are safe there, why haven't you withdrawn from Wangchuan, is it because you don't know how to water", etc. Generally, after asking questions, they would be thrown out of Zhouying Lingtai and receive a free "roll".

Although Zhou Ying couldn't use his spiritual energy and was trapped in the vortex of his soul and couldn't get out, his "eyeliner" in Xuanyin Mountain was always at the highest point to show him the overall situation.

Let him have the illusion that he knows everything and has everything in his hands.

Except for Zhou Ying who overheard Cicada's words, no one knew when the spiritual pulse would recover. Bering could only drive day and night while trying to send letters to Zhou Ying with the fairy artifact dozens of times.

Ma tired and collapsed, and the fairy weapon didn't respond.

Until the ninth day after the severance of the spirit vein.

The golden sky was sinking, and finally there was a faint brilliance on the dead inscription, and the stagnant spiritual energy began to flow again.

Zhou Ying was hearing Xi Ping say that the nine peak masters of the Zhao family were collectively "retired", and the specific handling will be discussed later, perhaps to wait for "Wen Tian" to recover, to hear what Tianji Pavilion and the court mean.

"If the Zhao family doesn't want to touch the map, maybe this matter can be dismissed as a misunderstanding." Zhou Ying said casually, "But they played their cards too fast...huh?"

A paper figurine jumped out of him, and before he could open his mouth to speak, he was exhausted again, and lay down limply. Zhou Ying twisted the paper figurine, feeling the thin aura from his fingertips: "The spirit veins have begun to flow, Wentian should come right away, you just wait and see, I am also curious about how His Majesty will make a decision."

When Xi Ping heard about it, he thought to himself: "What are you looking at? Let Xuanyin Mountain play with you."

He even put aside Xu Rucheng and Wei Chengxiang from West Chu for the time being, withdrew his consciousness and concentrated on waiting for the third brother to take him back to Jinping, only to come here with a dog leash.

Zhou Ying said with a smile: "People are not as sensitive as the low-level fairy artifacts that convey messages. Whether it's Yujian, Bering and paper dolls, if you want to go unimpeded, I think you have to wait until dawn at least."

When he said this, he suddenly paused.Seeing the paper figurine lay down limply, then struggled to get up again, with its limbs clinging to his sleeves, almost struggling... What's wrong with Bering?

Zhou Ying suddenly felt a little uneasy.So he didn't settle down as usual, and while waiting for the communication to resume, he went through the events of this period of time several times, looking at the omissions.

At first, blurred handwriting flashed across the paper figurine, and then disappeared before anyone could distinguish it, and then it repeated again and again...Bering sent him countless messages, and the paper figurine was exhausted, its limbs curled up, and it rolled onto Zhou Ying. On a small piece of reincarnation wood to play with.

"Hey, third brother," said Xi Ping from Reincarnation Wood, "Did Brother Bering write the front side badly, and the words went to the back, writing..."

His words stopped abruptly, and Zhou Ying retrieved the paper figurine at the same time.

This time, the handwriting finally became clear, what the paper figurine said was: Mrs. Xi is critically ill.

When the first autumn rain fell in Jinping, the sweet-scented osmanthus had prepared buds in advance, and sooner or later it was cold.

The spirit stones cannot be used, and at least [-]% to [-]% of the factory buildings built around the gold melting furnace in the southern suburbs cannot be started. The sky has become clearer, and the geese are about to fly back from Beili.

At the emperor's order, the court judge of the imperial medical office personally brought several old imperial doctors to the door of the Yongning Marquis Mansion, and prescribed medicine and acupuncture.

Master Hou personally sent the judge out of the hospital, and the old judge with a gray beard bowed his hands and refused to send him away: "Prepare all the clothes you want to change, the needles hurt too, don't make the old lady suffer."

Hou Ye then said: "The old lady is waiting for someone, in your opinion..."

The court judge waved his hand: "I heard that the road outside is cut off, and the letter cannot be delivered. At this time, there is no way... oh, there is no way."

The court judge was about to retire, and he was very old. Speaking of this, he was a little lost, and he didn't know who he thought of in the bleak early autumn.After a while, the old court judge patted Lord Hou's arm tremblingly, not knowing if he was persuading him or talking to himself: "A relationship can be thick and thin, sometimes it can continue in the next life, and sometimes it can't be finished before this life is over." It's all over, you and I are mortals, we can't force it, that's all!"

After speaking, he supported his apprentice and walked away step by step.

Hou Ye watched the old court's sentence. After a long time, he lowered his head as if he had recognized something, and called his family: "Ask someone to send a letter to the palace...tell the noble concubine."

In the west of Guangyun Palace, Yuying Palace.

The older Concubine Xi Gui, the more she avoids loud noises. People in Yuying Palace usually wear soft-soled shoes. If the material of the clothes is easy to wear out, they have to tighten their cuffs and trousers. They communicate with each other almost in whispers. At this time, a little maid But running wildly.

Her soft soles made a muffled sound on the bluestone floor tiles, and the sound of her footsteps sounded unpleasant, like a barking dog in the palace.

She pushed open the door of the inner hall, the smell of snow brew hadn't dissipated, and the refreshing fragrance curled her face coldly, the hot sweat on the maid's forehead instantly dissipated, and she shivered from the shock.

With a "thump", she knelt down in front of the drunken-eyed imperial concubine.

In Qiong Fang Miasma, Concubine Xi Gui is acting like a carefree girl.It’s always been like this in their family. It’s good for boys to be willing to make achievements, but it’s okay if they don’t succeed. Just don’t go out to commit crimes; it’s difficult for girls to commit crimes anyway. Just be silly.

At home, the crooked-necked plum tree that hasn’t bloomed for three years, and the mixed-haired cat and dog picked up from nowhere are all treasures after staying for a long time, not to mention the little daughter carved from ice and jade.

She is fooling around with women, and she doesn't read books well. Apart from stealing pocket money from her eldest brother's pocket in different ways, she only cares about beauty and is unscrupulous.Man Jinping's boudoir misses all like to imitate her, and Cui Ji's eldest miss also rushes to make friends... Although it was discovered later that Miss Cui had ulterior motives.

What a day it was.

The noble concubine opened her eyes, her soul still sank in the amber-like old time, and she heard people say, "His Majesty Xu Guitai concubine went to the palace to visit her relatives and see the old man" or something.Confused, she didn't quite understand, so she asked the palace servants to do the dressing in a daze, thinking: Did you go home?

Xiao Song, the court lady who accompanied her into the palace back then, has now become "Aunt Song". At a young age, she became reckless again and accidentally knocked over a bottle of fragrance.The jade bottle shattered into eight petals on the ground, and the crisp sound woke up Concubine Xi Gui. The little girl in Qiong Fang's miasma caught off guard and looked at the woman in the mirror who was over fifty years old.

As if frightened, she snapped the mirror on the dowry.

The maids and servants knelt down on the ground amidst the rich aroma, the noble concubine stayed for a moment, then waved her hands wearily: "I won't go."

Aunt Song chased her a few steps with her knees, and said anxiously: "Mother, the family said that this time might not be good, if we don't see each other again, just..."

"No, no, no."

see what?Let mother see how the little Guerlain she cared for back then had its roots rotted by the snow brew?

The noble concubine tore off her hairpin, and her long hair rushed down from her shoulders like a bank. She said in a calm tone, "Warm me another pot of snow wine."

It's the same when you look in Qiongfang Miasma. Anyway, Danguifang is not home.

The sorrows and joys of the whole life are like bubbles, why should people wake up?

Why wake up?

For a moment, Xi Ping suddenly thought in a wild way: If he was still a "Tai Sui" in Tao County who didn't know his own origin and development, and was a rootless and rootless bad wood spirit, wouldn't he have to suffer so much?

Zhou Ying grabbed the reincarnated wood, as if she could catch Xi Ping through that piece of bad wood.

"Don't worry, Shiyong," his voice was so low that he didn't know who he was talking to, "it may not be... just wait for me to find a way."

The old man in Xuanyin Mountain said "Jingzhou" before. At that time, Bai Ling was still in Jingzhou. After his spiritual vein was cut off, he couldn't fly. , Bering may not be able to go back...

Zhou Ying jumped up holding the blue veins on the back of the reincarnated wood, gathered herself together, and quickly passed the message to Bai Ling: Ling Banou to make a teleportation circle, wait for something to be picked up, take a drop of grandmother's blood...

But before the last sentence was finished, the words disappeared from the note out of thin air.

At this moment, there was a vague restraint on the magic seal under his feet - not to be revealed.

Damn!

Zhou Ying tore a corner of the paper figurine.

"Third brother." At this moment, Xi Ping's voice sounded in his altar. Unexpectedly, Xi Ping was very calm.

He has been tossing and turning in Xiajiang for five years, and he is used to being calm. "The young master in the gentle village" is like an old dress. He puts it on to relive an old dream. Abandoned the Tai Sui in the evil heap of Tao County.

"Don't worry, if the spirit meridian can be opened at night, you can take me back at night. If it can be opened tomorrow, you can take me away tomorrow. If you can't make it in time, that's also..."

Zhou Ying turned a deaf ear to it, and in a blink of an eye sent another more vague message through the paper figurine: half puppet, teleportation circle.

This time the news was delivered, and Zhou Ying said calmly, "Bering should probably be able to guess what I mean, that half-marion has been with you before, and knows about the reincarnated wood, right?"

Xi Ping sighed: "The Seal of the Devil is here, the reincarnating wood with my consciousness stored in it cannot pass through the magic circle, don't waste it..."

Zhou Ying seemed to be deaf. Before Xi Ping could finish speaking, the teleportation circle had already taken shape.Zhou Ying quickly cut a small piece from the reincarnated wood, but before placing it on the magic circle, the wood fell apart and disappeared out of thin air.

There was a flash of hostility in Zhou Ying's seemingly calm eyes, and Xi Ping suspected that he was regretting not smashing the magic seal.

"Third brother," Xi Ping quickly hid all disturbing worries and anxiety, "let's wait a while, there is no elixir and there is the Imperial Medical Office, the old lady will leave me a bowl of crispy cheese, how can I not?" Waiting for me? Hey, third brother, why don't you tell me about your home..."

Zhou Ying ignored him, and suddenly cut off another piece of reincarnated wood, and formed a teleportation circle in the other hand. Before Xi Ping could react, he pierced his finger and twisted the Wangchuan wrapped around him.

Wang Chuan shrank into the palm of his hand as he wished in an instant, wrapped the piece of wood that shouldn't exist, and fell lightly into the magic circle.

At the same time, Zhou Ying, who lost Wang Chuan's protection, suddenly fell into the vortex of returning to the soul.

"Third Brother!"

"Go, I can't die."

Zhou Ying expelled him from her altar involuntarily.Wang Chuan rolled the Reincarnation Wood and Xi Ping's spiritual consciousness, and flew to the distant Jinping. The moment it landed in Xi Yue's hands, the light smoke in Wang Chuan dissipated, and Zhou Ying used the last precious "ferry boat" into the mortal world.

Xi Yue stared at the piece of reincarnated wood that was still stained with blood at the corner for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and ran away.

is it you?You're back...why are you coming back now!

The familiar gates of houses and courtyards passed before Xi Ping's eyes, but the railings remained the same, but the shape of the moss was changing, the vegetation grew and withered, people would grow old, and everything became strange again.

"Grandmother...grandmother!"

The unfilial sons and grandchildren who clearly promised to go down the mountain a year ago knocked on the door of the house, and the altar of the dying person was like a crumbling sand house, constantly collapsing under the urging of time.

Mrs. Xi's bewildered eyes lit up like a flash of light: "Xiaobao..."

The magic seal blocked her voice, and the family members only saw her move her mouth and approach her for some unknown reason, but they couldn't hear anything.

Mrs. Xi said: "Why did you come so early?"

Xi Ping was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether the old lady was confused, or she was blaming him with irony.

Then Mrs. Xi discussed with him in a gentle voice: "Grandmother knows you are lonely, just wait a little longer, wait for your aunt and brother, my baby is the most sensible..."

Just like when he was a child, he watched longingly at the Nanshu candies and little spirit beasts that Cui Ji asked someone to send, and the old grandmother asked someone to invite his lonely grandson out of the palace to play, while coaxing him to wait.

The old lady thought he had come to pick her up from "the other side".

The ordinary old man in the compound of the deep house knows nothing and knows everything.

Xi Ping curled up on her collapsing altar, wanted to tell her something interesting, thought for a long time, but found that there was nothing interesting, so he had to make up something, listening to her voice getting weaker and lower in response.

Then at dawn, Xi Ping's eyes blurred, and his consciousness returned to the Reincarnation Wood, just like he was bounced back to the statue countless times in Yehu Township.

He heard suppressed cries and orderly voices, and knew that the house was ready.

The spirit flow of the calendar card hanging on the wall turned and lit up again, and the words jumped out, saying that today is fine—it's really strange, why is the Hou Mansion also using the Immortal Artifact of Lifting and Falling?

Zhou Ying almost tripped over the threshold of the Hou's Mansion. He crawled out from somewhere with blood on his body and his hair was still wet.

The most self-restraining and respectful man in Jinping City didn't bathe and change clothes, and he had no grace. When he saw the servant of the Hou's mansion who came out to welcome him, he suddenly realized something. He helped the courtyard wall and knelt down slowly. .

There used to be a pair of ignorant eyes looking forward to him in this world, not His Highness, not a sacrifice, not the enlightened Lu Wu Lord, not a monster in troubled times, but Zhou Ying.

But eager to see through, did not wait for him.