After the Master's reinstatement

At that time in the sea, from the moment Yu Yan rescued her and fed human blood, Nan Sisi knew she had found it.

There is nowhere to find it.

Although I don't know why, what is flowing in Yu Yan's body is indeed the smell of immortality pill.

What's more interesting is that people who have taken the immortality pill seem to be unaware of it.

"In the past few years, the mansion has spent countless manpower and material resources on searching for and refining the immortal pill. They can't figure it out, and the credit for it still falls on me."

The servant replied, "That's right, this time the palace master will definitely look at you with admiration."

The boat sailed for five days, and finally stopped in the middle of a vast lake.Nan Sisi lifted her skirt slightly and stepped into the water when the spring breeze was in full swing.

She walked in the front, and the servant walked behind with the child in his arms. They didn't use light work, but they walked on the water like walking on the ground.

If you look carefully, it turns out that the underwater building is a long jade road. People on it are like walking in the middle of the water. On both sides of the jade road are neatly arranged statues of gilded immortals. Looking up, one side has double eaves and corners It is like a shadow in the fog, and there are iridescent colors flashing above it.

Going up the jade steps, you can finally see clearly the palace located in the water.

The mountains stand behind the palace, and the main hall above the blue waves is as high as a thousand feet. It is majestic and magnificent, as if built in a fairy cloud

If you come here for the first time, you will only think that this is the Penglai fairyland, how can you imagine that this will be the Netherworld where the people of the rivers and lakes talk about discoloration?

Nan Sisi stared at this beautiful scenery intently. Of course it was not the first time she came here, but every time she returned to her life, she would marvel at the magnificent beauty.

The Lord of the Underworld likes to be quiet, so there are long blankets spread around the main hall, and the servants are all dressed in white robes and bronze. They don't look sideways, but they are more alive than the statues outside, and they walk quietly on it.

The servant opened a huge hall door, Nan Sisi stepped in, bowed and knelt down, full of piety.

"Lord, I'm back."

Nan Sisi is of course not really "Nan Sisi".

The real Miss Nan, from the day her identity was replaced by an imposter, sank into the sea of ​​corpses without any bones left, leaving only a face in the world.

The Nether Messenger will change his identity every few years. A concubine like Miss Nan, who is not very noticeable, is the best choice. Even if there is a slight change from the deity, no one will attract the attention of others. .

The outside is resplendent and resplendent, but there is no candlelight in the hall, and it is as dark as an unopened chaotic night.

"You said, you found the immortal pill."

A deep voice sounded from the depths, and the voice of Palace Master Nether was very calm: "What I need is the immortality pill, not people."

Without the expected praise, Nan Sisi even heard a sense of uneasiness in the calm words of this sentence.

Nan Sisi was sensitive enough to be able to climb up from the Nether Palace step by step to the current position, her heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously looked at the young boy lying in the middle of the hall——

She took away the soul chasing nail from Yu Yan's body, in order to deceive others, the other party has been maintaining this body these days.

People who have taken the Immortality Pill can live forever, so she didn't bother to take care of it all the way, and occasionally fed some water, and didn't give much food.

After a few days like this, the boy's face became thin, and he lost a lot of weight.

Anyway, she won't die, and things like being cute won't touch Nan Sisi at all.

"Reporting to the lord...he, but Yu Yan has an immortal pill in his body."

She didn't dare to breathe too much, like a mosquito resting on a beast, she exhaled lightly and softly.

Barely composure, she tried to explain.

"As long as you kill him and take blood to refine alchemy, the slave will be confident that he can do it."

The Lord of the Nether Palace stepped out from the depths, leaning on a bronze witch's staff in his hand, and the crutch hit the palace bricks, emitting a regular and low humming echo. trembling.

She entered the Nether Palace at the age of eight, and underwent countless cruel trainings before becoming a "messenger".

She kills people like hemp outside, but here, the other party can kill her instantly with a snap of a finger.

The Lord of the Nether Palace slightly bent down, picked up the child on the ground and walked back to the inner hall, without looking at her from the beginning to the end.

"There's no need for amorous minions here."

Different from what outsiders imagined about the Lord of the Nether Palace, the man's voice was soft and warm, with a damp and cold breath, as light as oiled paper covering a human face.

When one is covered, you don't feel anything, but soon, your breath will be strangled layer by layer like now.

Nan Sisi pressed her head against the ground, her breathing was disordered, and a hot mist condensed from the place where the tip of her nose touched the ground.

"...Yes, the slave understands."

**

Yu Yan felt that he was "disappearing" little by little.

Not a physical disappearance, but a spiritual—

This feeling is very strange. He seems to be walking in the darkness composed of countless forks. Time condenses into gravel and becomes insurmountable sand dunes. The original self slowly evaporated, melted, and disappeared under the sun.

Powerful power penetrates the soul through the brow.

... Is it very hard, if it is hard, just give up, a voice bewitched him and said.

...Give up the past, the pale, lonely and helpless past, just give up.

Anyway, you don't have too many memories worth lingering on, do you?

Yu Yan was suffocated by this huge boulder like Mount Tai's top pressure, and he was using all his strength to fight against this inexplicable voice——

Nonsense, nonsense, he has, who is talking nonsense there.

He has, he has a lot of memories that need to be cherished: the hug of his godson, the stupid things done by his disciples, the bickering between the brothers and sisters of the Fang family, the honest words of the masters in the Xueshou hall, the little faces that are crying or smiling...

These are all things he cannot lose.

...Finally, the chaotic consciousness gradually awakened in the fragrance.

Early in the morning, Yu Yan opened his eyes and looked up. At first, his eyes were blurry, and nothing he saw was real.

Rubbing his eyes again, he heard footsteps outside the house, and two white-clothed servants bowed from the outer room and hung the bed curtains to both sides.

"Young master, are you awake? Should we eat first?"

He hummed, the height of the bed was a little too high for his six-year-old self, but Yu Yan slapped away the hands that were about to hug him, bent his knees, and jumped off.

"Almost forgot, I have to brush my teeth first."

Yu Yan asked someone to move a chair of suitable height, he stepped on it, faced the bronze mirror, opened his mouth seriously, and brushed every one of his teeth.

This boring action is repeated every day, but for some reason, with Yu Yan's impatient personality, he never feels that this process will be difficult.

... On the contrary, there is a kind of happiness that is hard to describe, and it is impossible for others to understand it.

...Maybe it's because you can eat more delicious food because you brush your teeth well.

After washing up, breakfast was prepared on the table. After sweeping the tops and zeros, there were always about twenty dishes, which were very rich and exquisite. The chef must have been a royal cooker, and he wished he could carve radish into a pagoda.

Yu Yan ate a few mouthfuls casually, without much appetite.

On both sides behind him stood a white-clothed servant. The masks on these people's faces represented their ranks in the palace. Yu Yan couldn't tell them apart for the time being. In short, the more complicated the more powerful, it was like coming to let him go every day. A person whose blood is called a messenger has a relatively high status.

Through the masks, these people spoke in a low voice: "Young master, is this not to your liking? This slave will let the cook do it again."

"No."

Yu Yan frowned, he was very resistant to this behavior.

Everything is hard work, and you can't waste other people's thoughts just because you have money.

Maybe I am a person who cares about the country and the people, so I can't enjoy the happiness that I should have at this age.

Too early Hui is really distressing.

"If you can't eat it, you can reward it, or it's good to feed it to pigs."

His only immature height and voice, the former cannot be made up for temporarily, but for the latter, Yu Yan has learned to lower his voice to strengthen his majesty as a young master.

"..."

"Why, is there no one in the palace?"

The voice behind the servant's mask froze: "Return to the young master, yes."

It's good to have it, but it's not good to waste it.

After eating breakfast and changing clothes, Yu Yan had nothing to do, so he went around the palace as usual.

… Seeing that the palace is well-organized and there is no room for him to correct the faults, Yu Yan feels a little empty.

Did I, who was only six years old, start to understand the meaning of the word emptiness?

But Yu Yan felt that he should be satisfied. After all, from the moment he woke up every day, there were a lot of servants waiting for him to eat and drink. There was nothing else to worry about except that there was a woman coming for bloodletting on time.

"Don't I need to study?" Yu Yan asked himself, and raised a question from the depths of his soul: "Even if I have a family business, even if I am talented, but there is no limit to learning, it seems that this is not a good thing."

Although he may be a genius, in his subconscious mind, a genius should not be idle.

Talented people come out from generation to generation in the rivers and lakes. Under this wave, he should study, practice calligraphy, learn piano, and be versatile.

Why there is such a strong desire, Yu Yan himself does not understand.

From the moment he woke up, he couldn't remember his name, age, why he was here, and why he couldn't remember everything.

In the darkness, a voice kept telling him that there was no need to remember these things.

He was very tired, and he didn't know how long he had been in the abyss. At the end of the exhaustion, he said yes.

The owner of the voice is the man in front of him.

The other party is now lying on the couch, with a beautiful crown, and a winding robe hanging on the blanket along the edge. He also has a mask on his face, which is engraved with the image of a ghost. The man is tall and thin, so thin Even beyond people's imagination, the complicated and luxurious clothes wrapped her frail body airtightly, with no trace of skin visible from top to bottom.

Yu Yan observed and felt from a close distance that the other party's breath was cold.

The only thing that is still alive is the eyes under the mask.

Neither cruel nor stern, calm and calm, a pair of eyes that can make people feel like they are dying.

This man is the real ruler of this palace.

Everyone is afraid of him.Once, a court lady coughed while serving the dishes, she was dragged away immediately, and never came back. Usually there are no strangers in the palace, and occasionally some princes and nobles would come to see her. Yu Yan saw that these decent people Prostrate in front of the man, kneeling three times and kneeling nine times like a believer in a temple, praying for the unknown.

Everyone was afraid of him, but Yu Yan thought it was okay.

Mainly, he felt that he should have known the other party for many years, and when he became numb, he became courageous.

So he raised his head, and what he should ask was: "Do I really not need to study? You don't seem to live long."

The blood that is released every day is taken by this person.

Those nobles who came to ask the gods for divination, although they worshiped him as a god, were they just plain fortune-telling wizards, and it seemed that those who said such things would not live long.

"Will I inherit this place in the future? If so, for the sake of long-term consideration, you'd better train me well. It's really not good to avoid illness and avoid medical treatment."

After he asked the question, the dozen or so waiters kneeling behind the man seemed to be unable to breathe.

They were afraid, obviously Yu Yan said the words, but they who heard these words were the ones who were most afraid.

The whole world is silent.

As if surprised that he would say such a thing, the man actually laughed, that laugh was very faint, like the first flake of snow falling from the sky, and it melted into the air as soon as he uttered it.

All his emotions and appearance were hidden under this mask, and this laughter was the first time his emotions had been exposed in so many years.

In front of the couch was a lake. The man was wearing gloves and crushed a little fish food with his fingertips.

The five-color koi under the pond immediately huddled together for food. In fact, this scene was not very pleasing to the eye, because those fish hadn’t eaten for an unknown period of time. red catkins.

"Cultivate you? What do you think is worthy of my cultivation?"

Yu Yan didn't like the tone of the other party's speech.

It was a kind of arrogance and sarcasm hidden deep under the plainness, knowing everything about everything.

It seems that you are sure that you can't do it, but what kind of person are you, why should you let others judge?

In the past, Yu Yan probably wouldn't have refuted anything, but now he feels from the bottom of his heart that he deserves better cultivation.

So Yu Yan raised up his fingers, one represents a reason, and he couldn't count ten fingers on both hands.

He said a lot.

He is smart, outstanding, and has perseverance. He can memorize the multiplication table of nine and nine at the age of six. Where can we find such an outstanding genius.

If it is placed in the court hall, the next legend of Ganluo worship will happen to him.

It is true to say so, but Yu Yan is also a little confused.

...Are you really that good?Who gave you the confidence?

...It seems that there are.

Although I don't remember the memory, my body still vaguely remembers the trembling and joy left over from being praised by others.

... There was once someone who praised and loved himself very seriously.

Confidence is given by the other party.

But Yu Yan couldn't remember who that person was.

He feels that there are many things, like clouds gathering or dispersing outside, he wants to catch and chase, but he always catches empty-handed and nothing can fall.

The place where he lives now is built on the mountain behind the lake, Yu Yan propped his face, looking at the endless, borderless pool water in front of him, except for sunrise and sunset, it is almost shrouded in fog all year round.

Here, time seems to be frozen.

Just like the atmosphere here, it's cold and rich, but not popular.

Don't people here feel lonely?

Yu Yan didn't think there was anything wrong at the beginning, he should be used to it, but gradually, he felt that he was not used to it.

Home isn't supposed to be like this.

A home should be simple and clean, with the scent of pen and ink, and the sound of everyone talking and laughing——

The sun should be close at hand, the moonlight should fall in the courtyard, and there is the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in late autumn outside the window.

The home should be smaller, how small... at most, a dog or a cat can come.

Small enough to fit two people at best.

Yu Yan was so frightened by his own imagination that he sat up. It was night, and he covered the quilt, rolling himself into a ball with cold sweat.

What's going on, I'm only so old, I'm looking forward to this at a young age, is this the prelude to Sichun?

Wisdom makes people mature prematurely, but it is too much to be mature enough to think about these things.

Premature blind thinking, it is easy to not grow taller. If you want to grow to the height of a giant, you must have enough and full sleep.

Yu Yan forced himself to lie on the bed, he tossed and turned, wisdom still couldn't resolve this inexplicable anxiety, and there was one more thing that made it difficult for him to sleep——

It was he who heard the cry.

The cry should have come from the bottom of the palace, but it seemed that no one could hear it except himself.

The voice seemed to be scratching his heart, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped out of the window without disturbing the guard at the door.The layout of this palace uses the technique of maze, the corridors are intricate, one after another, it is completely a big maze.

Yu Yan didn't light the lamp, it was strange, but he knew where to go.

Under the palace, there is a large prison, but at a glance, the prisoners inside are all children.

The girls were held on one side, and the boys on the other. They were all about six or seven years old.

Some of the children who had just arrived had been drugged and fell into a drowsy sleep; some seemed to have been imprisoned for a long time, and they hugged their knees numbly, and they huddled together; some just woke up, Weeping at the top of my voice in panic and helplessness, various crying sounds and crying methods came and went.

In the direction closest to the iron railing, a boy found him.

The other party's dirty little face suddenly lit up, and he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Mu Chun, why are you here!"

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