all beings pity you

In Qingjiang Town, which is a hundred miles away from the middle of Sichuan, even the Ghost Festival can be extremely lively every year.

There are many people surrounded by the river, old people, women and children are all here, children are chasing after holding the river lantern in their hands, some accidentally fell, and their hands are still tightly protecting the river lantern in their arms.

One person on the shore knocked on his clapper and shouted at the crowd:

"The time is here!"

As soon as people heard this, they all rushed to the shore, helped each other light the candles in the river lanterns, put them gently on the river surface and pushed them with their hands, and the river lanterns floated away along the water.

There is a teahouse in the distance by the river bank. There is no one in the teahouse, except for a tall man standing on the second-floor terrace.After a while, a thick-headed boy walked up behind the man and asked:

"Sir, don't you want to put a river lantern? It's so lively here every year!"

The man seemed not to understand, and frowned slightly.The young man was very good at observing words and expressions, and said directly:

"I heard rumors from the older generation that the rivers outside are connected to the Liansheng River in Kunwu Mountain. Only when the river lanterns float to the Liansheng River can they bring memory to the deceased relatives."

The man didn't answer after hearing this, and the young man retreated back very wisely.

"Liansheng River..."

The man suddenly lowered his head and smiled, his expression was almost gentle, and he was still muttering:

"Liansheng River..."

He glanced at the river flowing with lights, and wanted to put one on himself, but his hand suddenly felt hot, and after he waved his hand, a few lines of words floated in the air and lined up:

Master asked me to bring you the original words: "Come back quickly when you have had enough time! White-eyed wolf!"

The man waved his hand to erase the handwriting in the air, he was a little dumbfounded for a while, he glanced at the river in the distance, but finally he didn't go to light a river lantern.

There are few people in Tianmen Mountain, and they each occupy a section of the mountain and seldom interact with each other. However, there are no human festivals, and a wave of people from all over the world have to join in the fun, so it is hard for Zhuqing to scurry around on the several hills.

Liu Qingyuan sat in his own Wenxueju, knocking on the table with one finger a little irritably, and looked outside the door after a while, I don't know how many times, finally someone pushed the door of Wenxueju.

After the man came in, he bowed upright and said:

"Master."

Liu Qingyuan put away his impatience, and raised his hand calmly:

"Get up quickly. Where did you go?"

Zhuqing happened to come back from the outside, holding a lot of messy spirit objects of unknown purpose in her hands, and muttered as she walked:

"The third elder is really serious. He insisted on giving away some spiritual objects. He gave Yu Sheng a bunch of them, and insisted that I also bring them to Zhu Xuan. Master! Has Yu Sheng returned yet?"

Liu Qingyuan glanced at Yu Sheng who was standing aside, then turned his head silently.Zhu Qing babbled on for a while, only to find Yu Sheng who was standing aside, swallowed all the words in an instant, and said stammeringly:

"Yu Sheng...you're back."

Yu Sheng nodded, then turned around and asked, "Master, where is Master?"

Liu Qingyuan got angry when he heard it, and he really didn't want to say it but had to answer, so he said angrily:

"I haven't seen anyone recently, so I should still be busy with Luoer's affairs..."

Yu Sheng responded with a low voice and did not speak, and Zhu Qing also fell silent, only the breathing of a few people remained in the room.Liu Qingyuan probably knew what the two were thinking, so he cut to the chase and said:

"Don't be impatient. Luo Er's soul is broken like that, and it's good to be able to stay in the world. He will definitely find a way when he is brought back in Kunwu Mountain that day. Judging from the situation at the time, we can only wait until Only when Luo Er is back can we know what happened back then."

Yu Sheng remained silent, standing aside with his eyes on his nose, his nose, his nose, and his heart.

100 years have passed.He thought a little wistfully.

He had no way of knowing how Luo Er, who said he was struggling to entrust himself in General Wumu's body, was stripped out and brought back. He just imagined it, and perhaps only Luo Er could answer the cause of the general's accident and the real cause of Zhu Xuan's death.

He doubted Jiang Xian more than once, but doubt was doubt after all, and it didn't mean anything.

"Master, I want to go to Kunwu Mountain again."

After hearing this, Liu Qingyuan didn't realize it for a while. After recalling the words "Kunwu Mountain" word by word, he stood up and gave Yu Sheng a look, before saying coldly:

"No."

Yu Sheng didn't refute the expected answer, but just lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, leaned back to Liu Qingyuan, then backed out and returned to his residence.

Zhuqing looked at Yu Sheng's tall and straight but lonely back, and couldn't help saying to Liu Qingyuan:

"His words have become less and less in the past hundred years..."

Who doesn't know the reason?Zhu Xuan has been away for a hundred years, and Tianmen Mountain has rarely been lively once in a thousand years, and it was only when Zhu Xuan was there for less than 18 years.

Liu Qingyuan rubbed between his brows irritably: "Forget it, just don't let anything happen."

Yu Sheng returned to the room with his eyes downcast all the way. The tall and tall figure was cast on the ground and the table beside him by the light. He took off the cloak on his body and suddenly remembered something. He grabbed a scripture book on the table and opened it. .

Slowly flipping through for a long time, finally the fingertips landed on a page.On this page is the page that Zhu Xuan held his hand and led him to copy.Yu Sheng seemed relieved and smiled in relief.

The room was very deserted, even though there were people, there was still a layer of loneliness that no one had visited before.

Yu Sheng lit the lamp at the corner of the table, took out the book of words brought back from Qingjiang Town, and opened it, which read:

"Hundred years ago, there was a fairy king riding a crane, with a beautiful body, but the gods were not beautiful, and it was hard to find me after death. Today, there is a fairy king wearing black ink and a black sword, with a jade crown standing upright, with picturesque eyebrows, no eyes and no one. , sitting and guarding Kun every day, we and others will never return..."

Yu Sheng closed it gently and didn't look any further.

He didn't know when it was spread. It was probably when Kunwu's affairs gradually stabilized and no longer a serious problem in the world. After more and more people settled down near Kunwu, they often saw him coming alone. Going in and out of Kunwu, that's why I thought of such a story.Yu Sheng was a little curious. These people had never seen Zhu Xuan before, so how did they know what he looked like back then?

For a hundred years, he has been cultivating silently, and his cultivation base is refined and his swordsmanship is perfect, but suddenly he doesn't know who to show him.

100 years... It's too long, it's enough for him to get rid of his youthful body, it's enough for him to polish his temper, it's enough for him to learn how to lock his emotions tightly in his heart.

He asked many people, what would happen if they fell into the Cliff of Ten Thousand Ghosts?Those people would just shake their heads and regretfully say: "The soul is gone, the body is gone, and it is completely wiped out."

Yu Sheng didn't believe it, that's why he hid Liu Qingyuan and others, and went to Kunwu Mountain when he had nothing to do, but the seal was done back then, even if Zhu Xuan survived by chance, it might be difficult to break the seal and come back.

But the hope of living is too slim, even in the books of the world, it is said that he is a homeless person. I am afraid that he is the only one who still firmly believes that Zhu Xuan is still alive in the thousands of miles in the four realms.

At night, even though half of what was said in the book was unbelievable, Yu Sheng read it with great interest.A letter came from Jing Tunan, who was far away in southern Xinjiang, saying that he had news about the matter he wanted to investigate.

Liu Qingyuan has been staying at Tianmen recently, and Mei Sanqian stayed at Hexianghuan's place and didn't come back very often.Early the next morning, Yu Sheng told Liu Qingyuan that he was going to the southern border to look for Jing Tunan.

Zhu Qing was a little worried after hearing this, and asked Liu Qingyuan in a low voice: "Master, do you think he will go to Kunwu Mountain again?"

Liu Qingyuan was in a daze: "This kid is too stubborn, he can't stop him if he wants to, so it's better not to."

Yu Sheng was walking away when he heard these words and almost knelt down. Everyone saw him clearly and Zhu Xuan's death clearly, but he was the only one who seemed to fall with Zhu Xuan It was like a thousand ghosts, and never came out again.

When he arrived in southern Xinjiang, Jing Tunan was lying on a boulder, looking at the red sun on the edge of the boundless sky.Seeing that he had come and said nothing, Jing Tunan patted his side to signal him to lie down too.

Yu Sheng couldn't help laughing, if Zhu Xuan was here, he would be the first one to go up to him.He didn't lie down, and after sitting down beside Jing Tunan, he said directly:

"Brother, just tell me."

Jing Tunan opened his half-closed eyes, turned over and sat up after a while, with one leg bent and his elbow resting on it casually:

"The place you told me, that so-called Wuwang City, is indeed not a rumor. But...it is a place where souls stay. To put it bluntly, it is no different from the ghost world. Even if you know where it is, how do you get in? First use Will Shi Mingzhi get another pass?"

This person is still the same as before, he doesn't care about other people's thoughts at all when he speaks, he is really straightforward.

"Brother, this is not good news."

Although Yu Sheng had a slight smile on his face, his tone was so cold that it made people shiver.Jing Tunan glanced at him and said helplessly:

"Okay, then let me tell you the good news." Jing Tunan said, feeling inexplicably annoyed, "The good news is that if you want to go to the Wuwang City of Lianshenghe, you must either commit suicide or go to those places with deep resentment. If you are lucky, you can find a door of life and death through layers of resentment."

"The gate of life and death?"

Jing Tunan continued angrily: "That's right, I didn't find out what the door looked like. It was already my fault if I asked for you, I advise you not to have such a heart, who doesn't know what is under the cliff? "

Yu Sheng didn't speak, just lowered his head and curled his mouth, looked up at Jing Tunan sincerely and firmly.It was rare for Jing Tunan to see this person with a gentle expression, and he was a little stunned for a while, but at the same time he knew in his heart that he couldn't stop this person at all.

"Forget it, it's useless to tell you. No one in the world will tell the deeds of you, the ink-clothed fairy, and now your cultivation level is not what it used to be. It's okay to try it for the time being."

Yu Sheng himself understood that he was wrong, so he had no choice but to thank Jing Tunan. When he was leaving, Jing Tunan suddenly stopped him and said with some hesitation:

"If, if it's really possible, you must bring him back."

Yu Sheng turned his head and said with a smile, "Naturally." Before leaving, he turned to Jing Tunan and asked, "Senior Brother, won't you go back and have a look? Senior Brother Zhuqing always talked about you during that time."

Jing Tunan was a little surprised. He and Zhuqing didn't have much contact now, and he was wandering outside all year round. He really didn't know how this kid talked about himself. He thought it was interesting and asked, "What else? How did you talk about it?"

Yu Sheng's clear expression confused Jing Tunan's head, "I went to deliver the medicine that day, and I heard him muttering in his dream while lying on the crime."

Jing Tunan's expression froze, and he asked blankly, "Send medicine? What kind of medicine? What happened to Zhuqing?"

Yu Sheng didn't answer, just smiled mysteriously and walked away.

Tianmen Mountain ushered in an unexpected visitor that day.

Jing Tunan rushed into the mountain gate in a hurry, passed Lingxi Lake and went up the mountain. He didn't bother to pay respects to his master, and like a chaser, he directly grabbed Zhuqing's wrist who was holding a pile of medicinal materials. I couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

Zhuqing's mind is full of stories about Yu Sheng and Zhu Xuan written by chance in the notebook, and she still wonders how these people can talk so nonsense?Who would have thought that Jing Tunan, who is still in southern Xinjiang, would come directly to the mountain where there are usually few people panting.

Zhuqing was grabbed by Jing Tunan's wrist, and all the medicine in his arms fell to the ground spatteringly. Jing Tunan ignored him and went up and down to look back and forth. After confirming that nothing happened, he breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhuqing's face was gloomy, and he was still at a loss.

"Tell me, why are you crazy? Do you need me to give you medicine to cure your madness?"

Jing Tunan was stunned by Yu Sheng for a moment, but then he realized that it was over, he was deceived.

"Then... no, I hear..."

He wanted to say that Yu Sheng, a bastard, was talking nonsense that he was injured, but in this way, it was inevitable that no one would guess, so he bit the bullet, with his ears burning, and said with difficulty what he thought he would never say in his life.

"I... want to see you... yes, I want to see you..."

Zhuqing: "..."

Zhuqing got angry, and glared at him and bent over to pick up something, "Then why are you in a hurry? What can happen to me on the mountain? Forget it, you haven't seen Yu Sheng recently, have you?"

Jing Tunan's face froze, he gritted his teeth and said, "No, what's wrong?"

Zhuqing hugged the medicine again, because her face was still a little red when she bent down and looked up, "That's really bad. Not only have you become more and more taciturn in the past 100 years, you must also feel sorry, and the surroundings have calmed down. Those people They even grabbed him and Zhu Xuan and made up countless words and even drew a portrait. Don’t you think it’s strange, but the painting looks quite similar.”

Jing Tunan hadn't heard Zhu Qing rambling like this for a long time, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turned up when he was lost in thought, his expression was very soft, Zhu Qing looked at him inexplicably while walking, and continued:

"It's inevitable that Yu Sheng can't let it go. Zhu Xuan was so noisy back then, but he was very kind to Yu Sheng. Fortunately, that kid is careful and righteous, and he has remembered his affection to this day."

The two didn't pay attention, and walked to the long corridor leading to Zhu Xuanyusheng's residence. When the light and shadow hit Zhuqing's face mottled, he stopped suddenly, and said in a daze:

"If only he was still around."