Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing's gaze has not yet withdrawn from the scriptures, and at some point there is a figure beside her.This person came here all day without knocking on the door, and appeared like a ghost. It had been a while since the last time he came here.

He slowly put down the scriptures, Xiao Junlan sat beside him, lit a red candle, and the light in the hall was not so dark.

"I heard that you went to find Yunfei today."

Xiao Junlan's voice was calm, his thick and dark eyes fell on his fingertips, and his eyes paused slightly.

The wounds in the ghost world are no worse than ordinary dust, not to mention that there is no spiritual power here, so the wounds will heal more slowly.

Ye Wanqing gave a simple "hmm" and closed the Buddhist scriptures in her hand.

"It's so early today, do you want to start now?" He said and wanted to take off his clothes. Xiaojunlan sent him all plain clothes, with beautiful camellias, silver silk embroidery, and Xiaojunlan's clothes on them. The golden thread python robe on his body looks like it is lining.

Now all the traces on his body have disappeared, he hasn't gone out for the past few days, the ghost world can't see the sun, and he has been raised more and more white.His skin is snowy and greasy, his neck is long and slender under his black hair, and his waist is as thin as an inch.

The face is beautiful and compelling, but the eyes are cold, like a calm pool, suppressing the beauty, like a thick plant with thorns growing out of soft flowers.

Ye Wanqing lowered her eyelashes, and he met Xiao Junlan's gaze upwards, Xiao Junlan's eyes were covered with a thin layer of ice, looking at him without any desire, only a little sneer.

The line of his lips was tense, and the hand that was unbuttoning his clothes stopped. At this moment, he could vaguely see that Xiao Junlan was playing tricks on him, and he slowly put on the clothes again.

"Who taught you this?" Xiao Junlan refused to let him wear it, and directly held him in his arms, with icicles in his eyes, and helped him put on the clothes bit by bit with his own hands.

"You have practiced the sword for so many years before the sword ancestor, and this is what you have learned?"

At this time, he turned around again, obviously Xiao Junlan asked him to do that kind of thing every time, so what was he pretending to do now.

Ye Wanqing didn't speak, he didn't move, Ren Xiaojunlan helped him put on the clothes, he was hugged from behind, the clothes were put on again, the laces were tied neatly, the skirt was pulled up a lot, the neck was almost blocked .

He felt a little uncomfortable, moved slightly, and Xiaojunlan let go a little.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Wanqing asked.

Xiao Junlan pulled his finger over, and Xiao Junlan put on the clothes again, wrapped them tightly, Xiao Junlan looked at the wound on his finger, and bandaged him.

"This is my temple, I can come here anytime."

Xiao Junlan's thick eyelashes fell down, half-covering the emotions in his eyes, and his voice was lukewarm, "I used to be used to being sulking, but now I have learned to be magnanimous."

He heard that his fingertips moved slightly, and both fingers were injured. He felt that the young man should be in a good mood today, his eyes looked ignorant and curious, and he couldn't feel disgust.

Thinking like this, without intending to tell Xiao Junlan, a little blood oozes from his fingertips again, and then he felt a warm touch from his fingers, Xiao Junlan lowered his head slightly, and licked off the blood from his fingertips.

When the fingertips touched a piece of heat, Ye Wanqing felt like getting an electric shock. He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pressed again. Xiao Junlan let him go quickly. He took a closer look and found that the wound was no longer bleeding. Stop it. blood.

Ye Wanqing had never heard the rumor that saliva could stop bleeding, so he quickly retracted his fingertips.

Xiao Junlan didn't do anything when he came here this time, he just watched him copy Buddhist scriptures for a while, and soon disappeared in the hall.

When he went out the next day, he heard the guards say that all the nobles in the backyard were sent away.After inquiring, he found out that he was sent to different Yan Luo Temple and the sect of the Twelve Evil Gods. In a disguised form, he was sent to the lower level.

Ye Wanqing didn't even have anything to say this time, she could only talk to Xiao Junlan occasionally every day, and he and Xiao Junlan couldn't speak a few words, Xiaojunlan talked a lot, he talked less.

If he retorted, the two of them would definitely quarrel, which would make them unhappy.

Apart from Ye Wanqing copying Buddhist scriptures in the palace every day, Xiao Buyi occasionally came to look for him, usually when Xiao Junlan was not around.

He has not received any further news from the Presbyterian Council. It seems that because of the guard who was thrown into the lotus pond last time, the inspection of the ghost world has become much stricter.

Ye Wanqing saw Xiao Junlan again on the ghost world's Ghost Festival, which is a big day in the ghost world.He didn't know what Xiao Junlan was busy with all day long, there was no way to inquire here, the ghosts who served him didn't dare to talk to him, and Xiao Buyi didn't know the truth of what he said.

On the day of Hungry Ghost Festival, Xiao Junlan came early, ordered him to change into a red robe, and took him out.

He wears a jade pendant and a sachet on his waist, and a hosta and crown in his hair. This is a mortal attire, and the south of Kyushu is so beautiful.He has seldom dressed up so grandly since he entered the fairy gate.

He didn't go through anyone else to dress, Xiaojunlan dressed him up one by one, Xiaojunlan didn't take the trouble, just told him.

"I'm going to a lot of places today, you'd better take care of yourself and don't flirt with people casually."

"And Xiao Buyi, if he comes to look for you secretly again, the two of you will never see each other again next time."

Ye Wanqing and Ren Xiaojun wiped his wrists, and he asked: "It's the festival of the ghost world, I can stay in the hall, you go alone."

"You are the one my matchmaker is marrying in," Xiao Junlan's expression became a little lighter, "Besides, you think you don't want to go, and I will indulge you?"

Ye Wanqing's eyes stayed on Xiao Junlan's face for a while, then slowly withdrew his gaze, he stopped talking and turned his head away from Xiao Junlan.

He heard Xiao Junlan chuckle, his cheeks were pinched, Xiao Junlan leaned over and touched the corner of his lips, with a faint smile in his voice.

"Let them all remember your face. If you run away in the future, someone will notify me at any time."

Ye Wanqing also noticed that Xiao Junlan seemed to be on guard against him to run away. He glanced at Xiao Junlan and said slowly, "Since I've come here, I won't break my promise easily."

"You really won't break your promise, don't you still miss your uncle, sister, and the people of Kyushu?"

Xiao Junlan's brows and eyes were a little cold: "You value these things so much, so they are naturally more important than the so-called promises you said, and you may go back on your word at any time."

"You'd better not think about leaving. If you leave, I don't know what I will do."

Ye Wanqing was slightly taken aback, he followed behind Xiao Junlan, the corners of his lips were slightly tensed, it sounded like he cared about these words.

It seemed to have other meanings, and he pretended not to understand.

Ye Wanqing went out with Xiao Junlan. Outside the Red Lotus Hall was a ghost chariot led by a little ghost, carved with twelve evil gods and a cluster of skeletons overgrown with ghosts. Xiao Junlan did not choose the chariot, but ordered someone to lead the ghost chariot. Come here.

This kind of animal was born in the ghost world. It looks like a mortal horse, but it is taller than a horse. It is black all over, and there are faint black spells on its four hooves, as if it is stepping on ink waves.

Xiaojunlan went up first, and then stretched out his hand towards him. He grabbed the reins and was easily carried up by Xiaojunlan. Most of the person was held in his arms, and Xiaojunlan's faint breathing fell on his ears.

Now Xiao Junlan is dead, not a living person, but he can still feel the breath of the other party, and his chest seems to be warm.

He had never visited the ghost world before, but Xiao Junlan told him a lot in his dreams a few years ago.The place where the Ghost King Red Lotus Hall is located is called Lidu, outside is the territory of the twelve evil gods, and outside is the twelve hells.

Today they are going to Lidu.The ghosts of Lidu are traveling today, and the crimson sky is full of reflections. Ye Wanqing passed by and saw many shrines carved with Xiaojunlan.There are ghost writings in front of those shrines, and he recognizes those ghost writings.

Xiaojunlan was originally the Murong family, but at this time, the shrines were all written with Shou Huaiyu, enshrining my lord Shou Huaiyu forever.

The twelve evil gods followed behind, and Ye Wanqing vaguely felt the black mist shrouded around him. Some of the twelve evil gods could see their faces, but some could not.

Just looking at their appearance, these evil gods have different appearances and have their own characteristics.Among them, there are three females and nine males, each with their own advantages and disadvantages, but their appearances are not bad.

In the middle of Lidu, there is a huge altar, which is formed by the formation of countless ghost scripts. The sacrifices are displayed on it, and there are dense ghost faces underneath, as well as the greetings and noises under the sky that burns like a torn silk.

Ye Wanqing listened. Seeing so many grimaces, he subconsciously wanted to draw out his sword. Sensing his movement, Xiao Junlan hugged him back and held his hand.

"Just walk around, and I will go back soon, and I won't let you stay here for too long."

After Xiaojunlan finished speaking, he let go of him. He grabbed the reins and watched two of the evil gods step forward. Jiang Chuan.

Afterwards are the God of Plague General Hui, God of Calamity Qi Shu, God of Water Ao Yue, God of Night Qi Suiming, Hundred Harms Remnants, Sword Spirit Yan Chihan, Goddess Haoyuetian, God of Ming Bitian Umbrella and God of Crane Nanliang Que, and finally the priest There is no teacher.

Ye Wanqing knew their names, but couldn't tell them apart. What's more, these evil gods had good and bad relationships with each other, and Xiao Junlan was more like a subordinate.

He glanced at Ning Si's sheep's head, and stayed there for a while. He remembered that Ning Si cast the evil curse on the slave back then.I didn't understand it at the beginning, but now it seems that it wasn't this person who used the slave curse in advance to curry favor with Xiao Junlan.

Ye Wanqing recalled the past, he only followed Xiao Junlan, Xiao Junlan didn't stay long, only showed his face, and said that he wanted to let all beings in the ghost world look at him, but in fact he didn't show his face, very Quickly take his figure and disappear on the altar.

The streets of Lidu were very lively, Xiao Junlan did not take him back to the palace, but led him to walk on the streets, and they seemed to have returned to the mortal Kyushu on the streets full of people coming and going.

"This place is as lively as the mortal world, and today you can also blend into the mortal world. Even if you are a ghost, you still want to be a human being. Xiao Wan knows why."

Ye Wanqing didn't know, he was led by Xiao Junlan, and he saw that there were everything sold here, and the lifespan in the ghost world was endless, similar to that of the disciples of the immortal sect.

"This place is about people who are trapped here, and most of them who turn into ghosts are obsessed with obsession, or people who don't want to be reincarnated...they have only one way to go in the end."

"Either jump into the River of Forgetfulness to cleanse the obsession and reincarnate, or stay here for the rest of your life."

"The ghost world is different from the human race. The life here is boring and full of blood. Many ghosts can't get out of the ghost world in this life."

Ye Wanqing looked around, there were some ghosts here, some were long and some were few, and the strong preyed on the weak here, far more cruel than mortals.

"Why is it hard to get rid of the obsession? The so-called separation of yin and yang is originally people from two worlds."

Xiao Junlan stopped, her gaze fell on him, and she clasped his fingertips in a gentle voice, "Just like me and Xiao Wan... Xiao Wan is a human, but I am a ghost. I can keep Xiao Wan for a while." , but there is no way to keep Xiao Wan forever."

"Since this is the case, why don't we jump into the river of forgetfulness together... In this way, both of us can forget each other, and each of us can be liberated."

The ghost world seems to be able to see the end at a glance. At the end is the bridge of death. From there, jump into the water of Wangchuan Pool, and you can forget everything. All old love and grievances... all melt into the pool.

Ye Wanqing just suggested casually, his eyes were still looking at the bridge of death, where people jumped off every day.

His fingertips were held by Xiao Junlan, Xiao Junlan exerted a little force, looked at him and smiled, but his eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.

"Do you want me to accompany you to jump into the River of Forgetfulness? Xiaowan, I can't take advantage of you. It would be good if you jump down. When the time comes, I will look for your reincarnation, no matter how many lives."

Ye Wanqing had already started to have a headache when she heard this, which meant that she would pester him for life after life, whether she was torturing herself or him.

"What do you say to me, I will stay here now, you don't have to keep talking to me."

Ye Wanqing couldn't help saying a few words, her brows and eyes were slightly twisted, he met Xiaojunlan's gaze, Xiaojunlan's gaze was as cold as ice, and the two of them were speechless all the way.

Wandering around the streets of Lidu, when he was about to leave, he was bumped by a four or five-year-old child. He helped him back up and returned to the main hall with an extra paper crane in his hand.

It was the child who stuffed it into his hand.

Letter from the Presbyterian Church.

After Ye Wanqing finished reading, he burned the paper cranes. He looked at the Nanliang Goddess on the ceiling at night. The elders were already deploying. Recently, the boundary barrier between the ghost world and the human race has weakened a lot, and the ghost world seems to be ready to move.

Sending him a letter is just to inform him that according to the worst plan, no matter what, the ghost king must be eliminated.

The hints between the words are very obvious, Ye Wanqing has already understood the meaning of the Presbyterian Church.

Thinking like this, he vaguely heard the movement, and slowly closed his eyes.

There was a slight movement in the distance, a scent of orchids drifted over, Ye Wanqing closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, a familiar breath came to his bedside, and the other party's eyes fell on him.

He had fallen asleep before, Ye Wanqing closed her eyes and waited for the person to leave, the thin quilt on her shoulders was tucked in, and he felt Xiao Junlan touch the edge of his cheek.

After a long while, a warm and dry touch fell on his lips, and then the hall became quiet again.

Ye Wanqing opened her eyes, the surrounding was quiet, he touched his lips, and slowly fell asleep again.

He specially inquired about the news in the past few days, and learned that the Presbyterian Council is exerting pressure, and Xiao Junlan has not been seen all day long, so he doesn't take the threat of the Presbyterian Council seriously.

Several envoys, including those sent by the Presbyterian Church, were all killed by Xiao Junlan, and their bodies hung on the edge of the barrier between the human race and the ghost world.

When Xiao Junlan came back again, Ye Wanqing asked a few more questions. After sorting out the Buddhist scriptures she had copied, she asked, "If I want to see you, where can I find you?"

"If you really want to see me someday, I will appear in front of you."

The implication is that now he wants to find Xiaojunlan because he has something to do, and he doesn't really want to see him.

Ye Wanqing raised her eyelashes slowly, "How do you know that I don't really want to see you?"

He spends his days copying books in the palace, and Xiao Junlan doesn't live in his stomach, it's not a roundworm in his stomach, how can he be so sure.

Xiao Junlan looked at him when he heard the words, with a slight smile on his cold eyes.

"How do I know? Xiao Wan, if you really miss me, I can see it in your eyes, and I can feel it in your words and deeds."

"It's not something that can be manifested just by talking about it."

Ye Wanqing stopped talking, he couldn't say enough about Xiao Junlan, looking clearly at Xiao Junlan's eyes, as if burned by the emotions inside, she slowly withdrew her gaze.

"I don't want to stay in the palace all day." Ye Wanqing said.

Xiao Jun glanced at him, "I never let anyone stop you, this Lidu is closed to hell, and you can come in and out as you please."

He said after a while, "Where did you go every day?"

"I've been to many places," Xiao Junlan asked, "Xiao Wan wants to come with me?"

Ye Wanqing thought about it for a while, and said "Yes", "I don't want to stay in the ghost world all the time, I want to go to Kyushu."

Hearing that the hall was quiet, Xiao Junlan said nothing, and the breath in the hall became a little lower. Obviously Xiao Junlan didn't want him to go back.

"If you can't, forget it." Ye Wanqing said.

If he stood on the side of the human race, it would mean taking Xiao Junlan's life. At this time, he was just relying on Xiao Junlan's liking for him again, trying to trick Xiao Junlan into falling into the trap of the human race.

The young man's eyebrows are slightly lowered, and his expression looks a little downcast. I really feel pity for such an appearance, but it looks like a flower that blooms in the poison.

Xiao Junlan forced himself to look away, he had been entangled in this poison for too long, and would fall into it every time.His Xiaowan must be playing tricks on him again, if he falls into it again, he may not survive this time.

In the heart of the other party, everything is in front of him, and he is nothing.

There has been nothing.

Ye Wanqing quietly waited for Xiaojunlan's reply, but he didn't wait for Xiaojunlan's response, he raised his eyes to look at Xiaojunlan, the corners of his lips were slightly tensed, and found that Xiaojunlan was not looking at him at all.

He was inexplicably unhappy, took his own Buddhist scriptures and continued to copy them until he had been copying Buddhist scriptures all night, secretly paying attention to Xiaojunlan, but Xiaojunlan never agreed to him.

When the people left, Ye Wanqing couldn't calm down after copying the Buddhist scriptures, so she threw the book aside and went to the window to look at it by herself. In the distance, someone was jumping into the river of forgetfulness, and the wraith screamed from below.

His eyes fell on the red lotus fire on the other side. If he jumped into the red lotus fire, he would lose everything.

He understood what the Presbyterian Council meant, and the worst plan was for him to find a way to make Xiao Junlan die in the fire of Honglian Karma.

No one in Kyushu is Xiao Junlan's opponent now, he stays in the ghost world, he is the last one-ten-thousandth hope.

He watched from a distance and sighed inwardly.

Now that Xiaojunlan is so guarded against him, it is not easy to trick Xiaojunlan out, to trick Xiaojunlan into jumping into the red lotus fire... This is a fantasy.

Ye Wanqing subconsciously didn't want to think about this possibility. Now the two of them owe each other nothing, even he owes Xiao Junlan some, and now he is required to personally deprive Xiao Junlan of her last life.

His thoughts were a little far-reaching, but the figure that had disappeared just now came back, and the man's voice was much colder.

"It's not impossible. If you have performed better recently, I may consider taking you to Kyushu."

The author has something to say:

I think this chapter is pretty sweet, what do you think?