Angelica returns

An Yan was also very curious, "Grandpa, don't be a fool, just tell me!"

"This young man, Lu...Lu Jin, this is a good young man with amazing willpower, ordinary people hurt him so much that he would stare at the sky early, and he can last until today.

I adjusted his breath just now, although he couldn't wake up, but luckily he saved his life, so let's keep it in my dilapidated place until his injury stabilizes, otherwise he might be something wrong.

However, having said that, his injury has been delayed for at least two months, why are you two thinking of seeking medical treatment at this time? "

Zhou Tingyu sighed, and said helplessly: "He was arrested by Wujietang, and we rescued him just now. Those people in Wujietang are like snakes and scorpions, and they hurt him like this. I will never bear this tone!"

"Unbounded Hall?" An Zhibu asked.

"Have you heard of it?" Zhou Tingyu asked back.

An Zhibu laughed, and said, "It's not just that I've heard of it. I was there when their hall master Qie Yi broke through Yuanji Mountain."

The world is too small, and there are acquaintances everywhere.Why do you call your palms sweating slightly, "Are you here?"

"That's not it. It's all old things. At that time, Qiong Yi was very hostile. On the [-]-meter-high Yuanji Mountain, there are many fairy souls living in seclusion.

This is so easy, he was born after the battle of Angelica, about him, I heard a gossip that he worshiped Angelica Immortal Head very much, after Immortal Head went west, he inherited the mantle of Immortal Head without authorization, that's why he is so powerful.

It is also said that at that time, the remnant soul of the mountain spirit fled to Yuanji Mountain, and Qiongyi had to cut the grass and roots before fighting.

But where is the remnant soul? Everyone said that he was avenging his own private revenge.The wild gods from all walks of life did not help in the battle of Danggui, and this Qiongyi has always held a grudge in his heart!

The truth and falsehood of hearsay lies in people's hearts.But, tsk, whether it's true or not, it's still pretty scary when I think about it now. "

He Huo's palms were already wet, so he asked again, "Who are you?"

Ke An Zhibu seemed to be still immersed in the story just now, and murmured: "I also heard that this Qiongyi is the mastermind behind the scenes, and he was the one who made the Angelica battle. To dominate and dominate."

Why Huan's heart skipped a beat, like a glow on his back.

An Zhibu came to his senses and said, "What did you just say? Ask me who I am? Yan'er, tell them who I am!"

"Aren't you a drunken old man?" An Yan rolled his eyes, "You have never shown yourself to me, grandpa."

"You can't stay in a female college," Anzhi said, "I usually don't have anything to show off. That's all I can do, so don't hide it. Also, to belittle your grandfather like this in front of outsiders? It's nothing to bring you along." Come back and raise it so big!"

An Yan had a sudden realization—"I know!" She looked at He He Call, but He He Call had a gloomy expression on her face, and then she turned to Zhou Tingyu: "My grandpa seems to have been a witch god in the Western Regions. It's been too long. I'm young, and I don't remember much. If I don't mention it, I may never remember it for the rest of my life.

Now the so-called witch gods practice the art of witchcraft and master the principles of calculus.When I was a child, I always felt that witches and gods have their own appearance, and it was absurd. I didn't want my grandfather to be so genuine, and he didn't forget his old profession after drinking and dozing off all these years.

"Yan'er, what are you talking about?" An Zhibu scolded.

An Yan stuck out her tongue at him.

After digesting the grievances and grievances of the Xianmo family, Zhou Tingyu asked: "Grandpa An, you are from the Central Plains, why did you go to the Western Regions? And became a witch god?" After speaking, An Yan also echoed and said that she also wanted to know.

"It's a bit embarrassing to say it. It was that Qiong Yi. When he passed away on Dapo, I was sitting down to practice with a wild fairy. At that time, I was injured. I heard my unlucky master say that the Western Regions belong to mountain spirits." Hometown, let me think about it, even if the spirit of the mountain is still alive, the most dangerous place is the safest place, and the Western Regions will be a paradise.

I worked so hard to get to the Western Regions, and by chance, I came across a legend from a long time ago——

There are many peaks in the Western Regions, and the mountain spirits are their devout gods. Every mountain, big or small, has spirits. The mountain spirits gather the spirits of thousands of mountains and are so powerful that they cannot be controlled.

When the vast territory of the Western Regions couldn't satisfy his curiosity, he was irritable and angry, but he didn't hurt every plant and tree in his hometown.

He went to the Central Plains.But all ruthlessness is meaningless, and it is not worth it if there is no right or wrong value. This is the existence of Zhongyuan Yu him.

At that time, the people in the Central Plains were in dire straits.Fortunately, Angelica, the Supreme Immortal Sect, and his head, together with the Chongxian family, tried their best to spread a net and seal him on the top of Angelica Mountain, so that the Central Plains could live in peace without hearing the spirits of the mountains for thousands of years. "

Zhou Tingyu was surprised: "Why haven't I heard of this story?"

Unexpectedly, An stopped and laughed aloud: "The story is from ten thousand years ago. The wind covered the scars, the personnel changed, and the mound disappeared long ago. I never heard of this legend before I went to the Western Regions."

Why call with a handful of tears, which should not be shed, so I have to be silent.

An Yan said again: "I was born in the Western Regions, and I have never heard of it."

An Zhibu: "You were born too late."

Zhou Tingyu: "What happened next?"

"Afterwards, I made a fortune! After reading more and learning more, I became a witch god in the Western Regions. Didn't you see the Luo pattern when you burned the tree?"

It is the emblem of the witch god.Having said that, the Western Regions are natural treasures, and there are too many things worth digging.

Erosion of God, erosion of bone, erosion of heart, the things left by the mountain spirits are truly inexhaustible.As much as the mountain spirits ravage the Central Plains, he cherishes his homeland as much. These things have been passed down from generation to generation and become, culture. "

Zhou Tingyu: "Then why do mountain spirits have to wreak havoc on the Central Plains..."

An stopped; "Then who knows? Maybe the Central Plains is hostile to the Western Regions, and the spirit of the mountains is unknown. On the other hand, it is not a day or two for the Dacheng Kingdom to want to expand its territory."

After listening, Zhou Tingyu smiled without embarrassment.

They are all stories that have been separated for a long time and are difficult to touch. Although they are coming in a mighty way, Zhou Tingyu also feels that they are mirages that are beyond reach.

During the trivial chat, he learned that An Yan was a soul boy chosen by heaven in the Western Regions, and he would offer it as a sacrifice to the sacred mountain, and burn himself to show his faith.

For hundreds of years, An Zhibu has organized countless life sacrifices as a witch god. I don't know if he is old and soft-hearted, or An Yan's crying is too sad. An Zhibu rescued her in the fire scene and became the public enemy of the 36 countries in the Western Regions. .

Everyone said that he was a "deviating person" who didn't respect the sacred mountain and faith, and would cut off the survival of all people in the Western Regions.

Ann stopped and refused to listen. The king threatened him to expel him, but he would not compromise.He said that he had been alone all his life, and he wanted to leave a child for the elderly no matter what.

In the insult and slander, he returned to the Central Plains where he had not returned for a long time, settled in this land, and named the child An Yan, who was his granddaughter.

The sky in the Western Regions is very blue, so transparent that everyone gathers around the mountain to worship, which is sacred and solemn.

An Zhibu said that he had watched it for hundreds of years, and the novelty at the beginning was over. He only felt that these rituals were solemn and ruthless, not as good as getting drunk while holding a wine gourd.

The Western Regions took away the time that he would not look back, and gave him, besides medical skills and witchcraft, fortunately, there is also An Yan.

An Yan has no memory after becoming a soul boy, only the burn scars are left on her body. An Zhibu told her that when she was a child, she naughty climbed the stove and scalded it with boiling water. It is only now that she really knows why and who she is. He knew why he was brought to the Central Plains by the resigned witch god.

What Grandpa has paid for her is far from being able to repay her.An Zhibu said that he failed to remove the burn scar and left a very bad memory for Yan'er, and he was sorry.After hearing this, An Yan felt like a lump in her throat. She couldn't say a word, she just lay in her grandfather's arms and couldn't stop crying.

After lamenting the deep love between grandparents and grandchildren, Zhou Tingyu noticed why Zhao was distracted, so he said: "Yi Zhao, you are rarely absent-minded."

Why call: "Ting Yu, do you think the mountain spirit is worthy of forgiveness?"

"Shan Ling..." Zhou Tingyu said, "A child's heart and nature don't really know anything. But, he made too much trouble and should be punished."

An Zhibu patted his granddaughter's sobbing back, and interjected: "Shan Ling has repeatedly defeated countless heroes of the Angelica sect. Now that he is dead, he has no chance to make up for his crimes. You ask?" Whether he is worth it or not is naturally not worth it. There is no point in forgiving."

Why call nodded.

Shanling is not worth it, and neither is he.

Lu Jin changed his clothes and lay on the bed, An Zhibu took care of his body every day, regardless of the scratches on his forehead and eyes, he seemed like a finely carved jade, but fell into a deep sleep.

On the fourth day, Jingyu woke up unexpectedly, and surprised An Zhibu.He said that he had never seen someone who woke up so early after suffering such a serious injury. Lu Jin was simply a living treasure.

Zhou Tingyu saw that although Lu Jin's face was a little pale, his eyes had returned to their previous expressions, and the big rock in his heart had finally landed, and he was almost speechless with excitement.

Lu Jin twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, with a slight but consoling smile, he called his name and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You still ask what's wrong!" Zhou Tingyu wanted to reach out to fight as usual, but he was afraid that the attack would not be serious, so he withdrew it, "You have been out for so long, and there is no news. Shi Luhou Xiangyao's sister was very worried. Knowing that you are trapped in Wujietang, it is thanks to... Eh Yihuan?"

He Huan was sitting on the wooden board at the door, and Zhou Tingyu saw him looking sullen as soon as he went out. "Yi Huan, Lu Jin woke up, it's meaningful for us to toss for so long, why don't you go in and see him?"

"No, he hasn't recovered yet, don't bother."

"What to disturb or not to disturb, just to meet and get to know each other."

He Zhihao stood up, walked towards the firewood pile, and said, "I'll meet you later. I'll chop some firewood first, and I have to eat tonight."

Zhou Tingyu pouted on the spot, thinking: chop, chop, sweat, and the sour gas is gone, and everything will be fine.

In the house, Lu Jin had already been helped up, and An Yan was watching over him. She seemed to like this brother with gentle brows and bright eyes.

Zhou Tingyu sat down on the edge of the bed, and smiled awkwardly—they are all old friends who are familiar with each other, and they usually talk nonsense, but now they don't know what to say.