Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Across the wall, all the conversations between the two fell into Xiao Junlan's ears, not because he wanted to hear it, but now under the influence of the evil spell, he could know Ye Wanqing's every move.

He lowered his eyes, and the kneeling guard in front of him called out "Master" again.

"Ningsi has been cultivated into a human form, and his subordinates found the statue of Ningsi in the Yelin area, and the aura left behind shows that he is heading towards Jingzhou."

The bodyguard disappeared in place, Qi Jin and Ye Wanqing went out after discussing, and the two met outside the hall.

Qi Jin glanced at the figure not far away.Xiao Junlan stood alone under the moonlight, his figure was elongated, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be smudged with ink, his figure was tall and straight, like a cool and upright cedar.

His family's eldest son and Xiao Jianshen should have some unspeakable past events. This is Qi Jin's intuition. Qi Jin sighed in his heart, and disappeared directly on the spot without saying hello to Xiao Junlan.

Leaning behind Ye Wanqing, he raised his eyes to see the statue of the Creator Goddess on the top, the flying goddess pipa wrapped around the beam, floating clouds surrounded it, and the goddess smiled.

After the person left, Xiao Junlan came back. This time, he did not develop any prescriptions for him in the room, but ordered the guards to find a lot of weaving grass.

Xiaojunlan is very proficient at weaving grass, and after a while at the table, he made a little rabbit, a little hedgehog, and a bird's nest for the phoenix.

The two of them were not far away, and it was difficult for Ye Wanqing to pay attention to Xiaojunlan's movement or not. He watched Xiaojunlan's skillful movements, Xiaojunlan's side face was serious, his fingertips turned, and the grass in his hand seemed to be With spirituality.

After a while, a guard came in, and he glanced at the familiar fluffy and chirping phoenix birds.

As soon as the dumplings were put down, they all went to bite the woven grass in Xiaojunlan's hand, and a few of them circled around the rabbit woven by Xiaojunlan, seeming a little curious, and one of them arched its body.

The grass-woven rabbit was moved by the ground, which startled the dumpling, and the dumpling jumped into Xiaojunlan's arms.

Ye Wanqing frowned slightly, thinking that she is really an idiot.

When his fingertips touched the soft touch, the phoenix flew to the soft bed, rubbed against his fingers, and uttered "Jiujiu" twice, with a little flattery.

Xiao Junlan didn't care about those dumplings, finished making up everything, put the things down, and said to him: "Xiao Wan, the whereabouts of Ning Si have been found out, we will leave tomorrow, how about it?"

Chen Daoshan is remote, and it is more than ten days away from Jingzhou. They set off tomorrow, and it will take at least half a month before they arrive.

Who knows what will happen in this half month, not to mention whether you can see Ning Si, whether Ning Si is willing to help them understand is another matter.

Ye Wanqing thought in this way, he looked in Xiaojunlan's direction, slowly retracted his eyes, and let out a "hmm".

"If you don't like these things, I'll send them back tomorrow."

After Xiaojunlan said this, seeing that he was about to get up and leave, Ye Wanqing stopped him.

"and many more."

Ye Wanqing's expression was flat, and she lied without changing her face.

"I can't sleep without you in the temple."

Xiao Junlan raised her eyelashes upon hearing this, her eyes were dark and thick, and when they looked at each other, there was always an illusion of being seen through.

He quietly waited for Xiao Junlan's reply, Xiao Junlan lowered his eyelashes, and said silently for a while: "I'll stay tonight."

He watched Xiao Junlan pack up the things, the rabbit dragged back to its nest, and the phoenix flew away knowingly. The two of them were lying on the same bed, and neither of them took the initiative to speak.

The hall was quiet, Ye Wanqing hid a dagger in his sleeve.There are silver-faced gold patterns on the dagger, and if you want to take your blood, you need to be voluntary.

This is too difficult for him, there is another kind of cheating, entering Xiao Junlan's dream, deceiving Xiao Junlan in the dream, asking him to give his heart and soul voluntarily.

He thinks this is not difficult, as long as he pretends to serve sake, it is not easy to deceive Xiaojunlan's heart and soul.

There was a spell in Ye Wanqing's hand, and there was more than half the distance between the two of them, because he was sleeping, Xiao Junlan didn't meditate to accompany him to sleep.

It's just not sure if it's really asleep.

He turned around, and out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the embroidered mandarin duck patterns on the pillow. Xiaojunlan was sleeping in an unusually regular position. The lights in the room were turned off, and half of Xiaojunlan's face was hidden in the darkness.

He could see Xiaojunlan's deep black eyelashes, down to the high bridge of the nose, thin lips, and handsome jawline.

Ye Wanqing stared at it for a while, then closed her eyes, and moved closer to Xiao Junlan, almost as soon as he moved, Xiao Junlan woke up.

"Xiao Wan?" Xiao Junlan opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly and asked him, "Can't sleep?"

Ye Wanqing moved closer to Xiaojunlan, almost rolling into Xiaojunlan's arms.He hummed lightly, leaned over and pecked Xiao Junlan's lips.

He took the initiative, but Xiao Junlan didn't move. He just turned his body slightly and said to him: "I have to get up early tomorrow, so you should rest early."

Ye Wanqing frowned, he was about to fall into Xiao Junlan's dream today, and he was not at ease if it took another day.

He leaned forward again, this time a little more patiently, and kissed little by little, wanting Xiaojunlan to respond to him so that he could feed the medicine, the medicine took effect quickly and could make Xiaojunlan fall asleep immediately.

He kissed for a while, Xiao Junlan came up to bite him, he quickly breathed out, then let go, and went back to the side, quietly waiting for Xiao Junlan to fall asleep.

A slight movement came from the side of the bed, Ye Wanqing looked over, Xiao Junlan closed her eyes, he went to check Xiao Junlan's breathing, her breathing was very steady, she seemed to be asleep.

Without delay, he immediately cast the spell and entered Xiao Junlan's dream with his own dagger.

After Ye Wanqing entered, his eyes were plunged into darkness. As he walked in the darkness, white light slowly appeared in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scene suddenly brightened.

The goal of entering is a battlefield in the wilderness. There are many corpses lying on the ground. This is the battlefield between the fairy clan and the ghost world.

In the dream, Ye Wanqing seemed to be able to feel the smell of blood. The people here couldn't see him. He was outside, and saw the corpse gnawed by the little ghost. Under the slope, there was a thin figure there.

As he approached, what caught his eyes was a slightly familiar face, that of Xiao Junlan when he was young.

At this time, Xiaojun Lan was about seven or eight years old, and his appearance was not outstanding. There was a scar on his face that spread from the end of his eye to the other side of his cheek, and the blood on it was not dry yet.

At only seven or eight years old, Xiao Junlan's eyes were dark and bright, hiding behind the shelter of the earth slope, behind him was a bloody and rotting corpse.

He noticed that Xiao Junlan's eyes were a little distracted, and he was resting on the female corpse not far away. The female corpse was wearing the clothes of an elder in the world of cultivating immortals.

Those ghosts didn't find Xiao Junlan hiding under the soil slope, Ye Wanqing guessed that it might be Xiao Junlan's relatives.

He was not interested in Xiaojunlan's past, and thought it would be better to turn into the appearance of that woman just now, but the woman could no longer see her face clearly.

Turn it into sake?Now it should be young Qingjiu. In the dream, there is a set of self-awareness that the owner thinks.

After Ye Wanqing hesitated, the scene was reversed, this time in an imposing courtyard.At the end of the sky is daylight, but it is full of old dimness, like a fragment of memory full of dirt and mud.

He met the owner of the memory fragment again.

Xiao Junlan still looks like a seven or eight-year-old boy, but now he has put on clean clothes, and the wounds on his face have grown into scars.He didn't have the vivacity and childishness of a child, his eyes were dark and mature, like a cloud of indistinct thick ink.

A man and a woman appeared in the mansion. The man had a pattern of long swords holding the moon on his cuffs, and the woman wore a long gown and a goose skirt. Someone behind him pushed Xiao Junlan in front of them.

"Murong Lan, go over."

"Xiaolan, we will take care of you in Xiaofu in the future."

"From now on, your surname will be Xiao. Your parents died at the hands of the ghost clan. They don't know that you survived. You must remember that you cannot tell anyone that your original surname is Murong. Do you understand?"

The screen in front of Ye Wanqing flipped again, this time it was in Xiaofu.

Ten-year-old Xiaojunlan was led into Xiaofu, and met two older brothers and one younger brother.

Xiao Junlan is gentle and good at guessing people's hearts. He is a very dazzling and perfect existence in many people's hearts. He wears a mask on his face all the year round. Over time, that mask can no longer be taken off.

What Ye Wanqing saw at this time was Xiao Junlan when she was young, Xiao Junlan who hadn't put on a mask yet.

Xiao Junlan was taciturn, and followed her new mother into the main hall of the Xiao family.His mother's name was He Lan, and she was the junior sister of the Patriarch of the Xiao family. It was only after entering Xiao's mansion that Xiao Junlan realized that He Lan was not the main wife, but a so-called side branch.

In the mortal world, they are called aunts or concubines.

Xiao's eldest son and second son are the sons of his first wife, who is from a famous family and a famous princess in Jingzhou. Both children are also very outstanding.

One played martial arts at the age of four, and the other sang poetry at the age of three, and was well-known in Jingzhou.

Feng Qingjiu is Helan's child.

One of the two teenagers is fourteen years old and the other is twelve years old. Seeing that Xiao Junlan's expressions remained unchanged, only a hint of disgust was occasionally revealed in his eyebrows and eyes.

There are enough children in my own family, and another one is from outside, let alone whether Xiao Junlan may be the child of the head of the Xiao family who is outside, the disgust of life alone has made Xiao Junlan in their Bad impression here.

Feng Qingjiu was in poor health when he was young, and when he saw Xiao Junlan's scarred face, he said bluntly, "It's so scary", and hid behind He Lan.

"Xiaolan is older than Qingjiu. In the future, he will be your elder brother. From now on, Xiaolan will be from the Xiao family, ranking third. You should get along well with him."

All three of them gave Xiaojunlan a meeting gift, Xiaojunyue and Xiaohanyu a dagger and a writing brush, and a box of snacks with sake.

The scene in front of Ye Wanqing followed Xiaojunlan all the time, he watched Xiaojunlan being led to a side hall by his servants, because He Lan arranged it, He Lan was kind, and the servants did not lack food and clothing for Xiaojunlan.

Back in the room, Xiao Junlan unwrapped the presents. There was nothing wrong with the dagger and the writing brush, except for the snacks that were served with sake. In fact, there was a box of disgusting bugs inside, and there was a note at the bottom that read The word cheap.

Ye Wanqing frowned, he was a little uncertain, did Feng Qingjiu have a bad relationship with Xiao Junlan?

He looked Xiaojunlan up and down, Xiaojunlan's appearance was indeed not very popular.The appearance is scary, taciturn, and from time to time it feels very cold, like a creature living in a dark environment.

It's normal to be unpopular with this appearance.

At this time, it seems that he hasn't learned to restrain his emotions, and he doesn't know how to flatter him. He is just a teenager who just lost his parents and came to a strange environment.

Xiao Junlan who came to Xiao Mansion has two more older brothers and one younger brother.Xiao Junlan still doesn't know how to restrain his emotions, but he can observe his words and emotions. He knows that his eldest brother and second brother don't like him very much, but he won't show it.

Fengqingjiu's performance is very obvious, targeting Xiaojunlan everywhere, but Fengqingjiu is still a child, and he is not as cold-blooded as his brother, so he is still soft-hearted after all, and often helps Xiaojunlan.

At first Xiao Junlan didn't like to see Feng Qingjiu very much, but after a long time, she would occasionally say a word or two to Feng Qingjiu.

The words were very short, Xiao Junlan was not very popular in Xiao Mansion, the Patriarch of the Xiao family was away all year round, only He Lan treated him sincerely, he talked to He Lan the most on weekdays, and he also sincerely regarded He Lan as his mother .

Xiao Junlan is not outstanding at this time, his spiritual roots are not good, and his natural sword bones have not been revealed at this time, the scars on his face are gradually healed under He Lan's care, but his appearance is getting more and more serious.

He was watching Xiao Junlan's youth from the sidelines.He Lan is not in Xiaofu every day, when He Lan is not around, no one in Xiaofu welcomes him.

Xiao Junlan had a fever that night because he was saving Fengshen wine from falling into the water, and his fever was so delirious that the doctors were all at Fengshenjiu's place, but no one came to see him.

In addition, he has a cold temper, and he has never asked for help. He was burned in the side hall, calling his mother drowsily, and calling his father after a while. He fell off the bed in the middle of the night and knocked over the tea next to him. The teacup shards stuck straight into the eyes.

The servants outside heard the movement, but no one came in. The Patriarch of the Xiao family and his wife had a conflict because of Xiaojun's male wind, and the servants were very knowledgeable about current affairs.Women are so jealous and often suspect that their husbands are unfaithful, even if the husband is unfaithful in the first place, those anger will only be implicated on other people.

The young Xiaojunlan yelled in pain on the ground, this time he uttered a sound, his eyes bled a lot, he couldn't see anything, his body was hot, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

For a moment, he thought he was going to die.

He screamed from his throat, the pain woke him up, he couldn't tell whether it was tears or blood, he struggled in vain on the ground, coughed a few times, his palms were warm.

No matter how he yelled, no one answered him. His cheek was pressed against the cold floor, his left eye was bloody, and his fingertips were trembling.

He lay on the ground all night, and the eye injury was pressed all night, and the next day his skin was almost glued together.

Xiao Junlan staggered out of the yard by himself. As a adopted son, He Lan had given him a lot of money in the past, and he often asked him for it when he ran out of serving sake on weekdays.

If he didn't want to give it, he would say "My mother gave you the money, why can't I spend it?" when serving the sake, Xiao Junlan was at a loss for words.

He didn't have any money left on him, so with the remaining money, he went to the doctor in the mansion, everyone would look at the dishes, and the doctor took his money and gave him the worst wound medicine.

Every time the wound medicine covered the skin, it felt like a raging fire was burning, and the pain was so painful that he was dying. The medicine was very poor, and his injury was not cured, but even worse.

Xiaojunlan's left eye can no longer see clearly. He has been ill for more than ten days. When someone asked him what was going on, he said nothing was wrong. Don't see him for a few days.

When the Patriarch of the Xiao family came back, He Lan also came back. Seeing his eye injury, He Lan felt angry and distressed, reprimanded all the servants, and took him to the doctor himself.

Xiaojun suffered from pain for half a month, and his eye injury and fever were cured. He Lan was always willing to spend money for him, and what he found for him was the best wound medicine, so that his eyes could see clearly again.

He recovered from his illness, and the servants were still obedient afterwards, but soon a new accident occurred.

Every time He Lan went out, she was looking for medicine for Fengqingjiu. Fengqingjiu was born with a weak disease, and she couldn't survive the weak crown.

This time He Lan has been out for a year, and Xiao Junlan's appearance has become more and more provocative, even faintly surpassing Xiao's eldest son and second son, just standing there can attract the attention of everyone in the crowd.

He is like a gloomy snowberry, cold and restrained, blooming in the depths of Guanghan, people can't take their eyes off when they see it.

The most obvious is the change in Feng Qingjiu's attitude, from "bad breed" to being called the third brother, one mouthful of the third brother, and even when the boulder rolled down on the mountain, Xiaojun Lan blocked it by accident.

The boulder broke Feng Qingjiu's legs, and Feng Qingjiu tugged at his lapel, "Third Brother, I saved your life today, and you must not leave me behind..."

The 14-year-old Xiao Junlan was carrying Qingjiu on his back, as if a boulder was pressing on him. He was silent for a while, and finally looked at the boy's broken legs and said "OK".

When He Lan got back to the mansion, she learned the news. Her only child was not in good health, and now her legs were broken. He Lan's hair turned half gray overnight.

He was not blamed, but He Lan's health was getting worse and worse. When He Lan was dying, the only woman who treated him sincerely held his hand and gave him the sake.

"Xiaolan, I know what Qingjiu is thinking. He has suffered a lot since he was a child. If I leave, no one in Xiaofu will be able to protect him. Mother doesn't ask for anything but you."

"I've always known what he thinks of you. Even if you don't like him, I beg you, please protect him and don't make him sad..."

From this day on, Xiao Junlan lost He Lan, and from this day on, his freedom finally left him, and he was trapped in two shackles called guilt and responsibility.

You must protect Feng Qingjiu and not make Feng Qingjiu sad.

A few years passed in a blink of an eye, Xiao Junlan was born with a sword bone, was chosen by the sword ancestor, and became the first disciple of the sword ancestor. When he swept away the evil spirits in the ghost world with one sword, he was famous in Kyushu.

He seldom goes back to Xiao Mansion, but he will go back immediately when he is given a sound transmission with sake. He has visited all over Kyushu, looking for a solution to the natural weakness.

Until he learned that pure spiritual roots can cure weak diseases.

From then on, he embarked on the road of searching for pure spiritual roots.

……

Ye Wanqing didn't know what Xiaojunlan was thinking, he read Xiaojunlan's memories intermittently, and when the dream was about to end, he turned into the appearance of serving sake.

He appeared in front of Xiao Junlan, and turned into Feng Qingjiu's 17-year-old appearance. At this time, Feng Qingjiu's appearance is blooming, which is most likely to arouse people's compassion.

"Third brother." Ye Wanqing yelled with a dagger hidden in his sleeve, and Xiao Junlan who was not far away turned around.

Xiao Junlan is now 25 years old, with outstanding appearance and gentle temperament. She walked out from the thorn bushes and put on a mask of gentleness and kindness.

"Xiaowan?"

In a blink of an eye, Ye Wanqing's illusion technique showed his original shape, and he was also teleported directly at this moment.

Ye Wanqing was still holding the dagger in her hand, aiming at the position of Xiao Junlan's heart. Xiao Junlan opened her eyes in the night and was holding his wrist, the emotion in her eyes was unclear.

"What are you doing?"

The author has something to say:

I didn't finish writing, so I woke up and continued.