Blind little celestial master was crippled by evil spirits

The seabed of Wangchuan is icy cold, ordinary ghosts will corrode and corrode their bones, and their souls will melt away.

Rao is a ghost with a strong soul and body like Su Yu, the palms exposed outside the clothes are also eroded by the water of the river of forgetfulness, revealing the white bones.

He frowned and broke through the barrier set by Wu Lanye, and appeared in a palace room on the seabed of Wangchuan.

The water of Wangchuan in the palace was completely isolated, and the inside of the palace was empty.

Su Yu stepped closer, the dark red robe swayed to the ground, and the white bones wrapped in the long sleeves gradually returned to their original white and slender.

On the high platform in the center of the hall, there is a bead containing memory.

Su Yu stepped forward, held the bead in her hand, and crushed it hard in the palm of her hand.

The memory bound in the bead surrounds the body and finally merges into the body.

Memories are displayed one by one in Su Yu's mind.

In the 233rd year of the calendar, the Yong Dynasty fell, and the crown prince of the Yong Dynasty, Yongyu, was abolished.

Winter, heavy snow.

There was a sudden movement on the roof, "Who are you?"

"Strong man, strong man! Can you pick me up from below, I... I seem to be on the roof..."

Yong Yu stood below with arms folded and took a cool look at him, "Okay."

Yu Baizhou only felt that his feet were slippery, and he fell down, "Catch me! I'm going to fall!!!!!! Ah——"

There is no soft embrace, only the hard ground.

Yu Baizhou: "..."

Yu Baizhou felt as if his legs... were out of place.

He endured the pain and got up from the ground, his eyes were red and he yelled, "You don't mean anything! I asked you to catch me, but you watched me fall! Woooo...it hurts me to death!"

It seems that it is not the person who came to assassinate him.

After all, killers are not as stupid as him.

Yong Yu raised his eyebrows and stepped forward, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Yu Baizhou's eyes were dark, and the person in front of him was clearly not a ghost, "I don't know."

It was only then that Yong Yu noticed the gray and white color in Yu Baizhou's eyes, "Little blind man?"

Hearing the other party's voice, Yu Baizhou rushed up with the fire that had just fallen to the ground.He stepped forward a few steps, stretched out his hand and grabbed the other party's neck, "You bastard! Do you have a conscience..."

Yu Baizhou's mouth was covered suddenly, and Yong Yu heard the movement from outside the door, dragged him into the room, and stuffed him into a closet beside him, "Shh, someone is here, if you don't want to die, don't make a sound."

The cramped environment in the closet made people feel a little uncomfortable. Just as Yu Baizhou was about to say something, he heard voices coming from outside the door.

Intermittently, he seemed to hear some verbal insults and applause.

Outside the house, Yong Yu watched the person go away, propped himself up from the ground, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and looked down to see the blood on his hand.

Yong Yu stared at the glaring scarlet on his hand, dragged his body in pain from the beating, turned around and went back to the house, stretched out his hand and opened the cabinet door.

The boy who looked fifteen or sixteen years old in white was leaning against the cabinet wall, falling asleep.

The dim light shone on his soft and tired face, and his whole person looked like a piece of white jade, beautiful and flawless.

This is a gift from God, right?

Yong Yu knelt on one knee outside the cabinet, stretching his fingers towards the other's cheek.

At this moment, the person leaning on the door woke up faintly, and Yong Yu suddenly withdrew his hand and stood up.

Yu Baizhou turned over and fell out of the cabinet. The pain in his leg made him gasp.

Yong Yu's eyes fell on the opponent's bent legs, and he stepped forward and squatted in front of him, "Don't move."

Yu Baizhou: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"I haven't moved yet." Yong Yu squeezed out a few tears from Yu Baizhou's eyes, and slowly lowered his hand, "Tell me, why did you appear here?"

Yu Baizhou sniffed, "I remember... I was at Wuwang Cliff outside Cangcheng..."

"This is the imperial capital of the Yong Dynasty." After Yong Yu finished speaking, his voice paused, and he changed his words: "But...it's not the Yong Dynasty now."

Yu Baizhou's eyes widened, "Yong Dynasty? The Yong Dynasty 500 years ago?"

Yu Baizhou only heard about this dynasty in ancient books, because after the Yong Dynasty was annihilated by the Ning Dynasty, Ling Xuzi, the national teacher of the Ning Dynasty, established the Baidi City by himself. grow.

He actually... went back to the past.

Yu Baizhou frowned, "No, I want to go back."

With a scream, Yong Yu snapped back the dislocated leg bone.

He clapped his hands and stood up, "Your leg is hurt, where else do you want to go?"

Yu Baizhou raised his finger and pointed at the person, "You...wait for me...when my leg recovers, I will definitely teach you a lesson."

Yong Yu opened Yu Baizhou's hand, "Get out and sleep."

Yu Baizhou: "..."

Yu Baizhou: "Hey! I'm hurt, do you have any sympathy?"

"To shut up."

Yong Yu took the bed off the cabinet and threw it on him, "Except for the bed, this room is up to you."

Yu Baizhou: "..."

As soon as the screen turns, time flicks.

The ruined palace is gloomy and cold without seeing the sun all day long, but Yu Baizhou who appeared out of nowhere is like a ray of light shining into a person's heart.

The emperor of the Ning Dynasty ascended the throne and held a banquet for his ministers. Emperor Ningshuo ordered the abolished prince Yu to attend the banquet.

After drinking for three rounds, Yong Yu jumped up and attempted to assassinate Emperor Ning Shuo, but was arrested on the spot.

It was three days later when they returned to the abandoned palace.

"A slave who has lost his country wants to assassinate the current sage, does he really think that he is the former master?"

"If it wasn't for His Majesty's kindness and mercy to spare your life, do you still think you will come back alive?"

In the middle of the night, heavy rain poured down, and the raindrops fell on the person lying on the ground covered in blood.

The people around kicked her feet and left cursingly, and the person lying on the ground moved.

I don't know how long it took, but the rain above my head disappeared.

Through the rain curtain, Yong Yu looked up and saw an umbrella covering his head. A boy in white squatted in front of him holding an umbrella. He stretched out his hand and touched the cold body under his palm. "Hello? Are you okay?"

The sound of chains being pulled on the ground sounded in his ears, and then Yu Baizhou heard a weak and almost hoarse voice, "I...it's fine."

Yu Baizhou frowned, and squeezed the umbrella handle tightly, "I heard everything."

Seeing that the person in front of him had no voice, Yu Baizhou said again: "Who are those people? You..."

His fingers touched the chain on Yong Yu's wrist, "You...could it be their slave? Or some heinous criminal...?"

"Prisoner?" Yong Yu staggered to his feet and laughed, "If I were a prisoner, they would be the executioners. Today...there will be no guards here, so go, leave here."

Yong Yu clutched the wound on his arm and moved towards the room step by step.

However, when Yong Yu passed by someone, his arm was grabbed by the other party, "They...they abused you, you and I get out of here."

Yong Yu shook Yu Baizhou's hand away, "Let go, I want to stay here...cough cough..."

Yu Baizhou frowned and questioned, "Why?!"

Yong Yu clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were tinged with coldness under the moonlight, "I want revenge, and I want to let them be buried with me!"

"Are you crazy?" Yu Baizhou's eyes widened, "Killing pays for life, even if you kill them, you won't survive."

Yu Baizhou grabbed the corner of the other party's clothes, "Don't kill anyone, okay?"

Yong Yu: "You go."

"I won't go." Yu Baizhou was led to take two steps forward, "I don't care who you are, for the sake of treating my injury and letting me stay overnight, I will save you."

"Don't kill people. If you feel bitter in your heart, if you feel that you can't live anymore, let me stay with you, okay?"

I don't know if it was in the rain, but Yu Baizhou's voice was too warm. Yong Yu only remembered that before he passed out, he said a word: "Okay."

It seems to be a promise, a word of treasure.

When Yong Yu woke up, he found himself lying on the bed topless, with someone leaning very close to him from behind.The other party's breath sprinkled on the back, and the cold fingertips grazed the wound.

Yong Yu's body tensed up instantly, and just as he was about to make a move, a familiar and slightly displeased voice came from behind, "Don't move around, oops, I can't find a place again..."

Yong Yu: "You..."

"I'll help you treat the wound again..." Yu Baizhou, who had finally found a place because of Yong Yu's actions just now, frowned. He held the gauze in his hand and found a place for others to bandage him. "You have a lot of injuries on your body. , deal with it for you...I can't see...you...you don't have to worry...I won't see anything..."

After speaking, Yu Baizhou himself blushed.

He quickly tied a bow, drew his hand back, picked up the water basin on the side, and stammered, "You rest...I...go out."

Hearing the person leave clumsily, Yong Yu looked down at the bow tie on her body and bent her lips.

As New Year's Eve approaches, sitting on the steps of the abandoned palace, one can hear the sound of fireworks bursting in the air outside the palace.

Yu Baizhou: "What color are the fireworks?"

Yong Yu: "It's colorful."

Yu Baizhou: "Does it look good?"

Yong Yu turned his head to look at the color of fireworks falling on Yu Baizhou's face, and bent his lips, "It looks good."

In fact, people are better looking.

Yong Yu: "What happened to your eyes?"

"It's been like this since I was born." Yu Baizhou smiled, "However, although I can't see people, I can see ghosts."

Yu Baizhou didn't hear the other party's voice, and frowned, "Do you not believe it? What I said is true."

Yong Yu chuckled, "Is that so, you can only see me if I become a ghost?"

"If you become a ghost, you will die." Yu Baizhou shook his head, "I don't want it. I would rather never see you for the rest of my life."

Yu Baizhou suddenly thought of something, and rummaged through the small rag bag he was carrying, "This is for you, Happy New Year."

Yong Yu looked at the jade flute handed to him, "I don't know how to play it."

"I didn't ask you to brag about it." Yu Baizhou scratched his head, "This... this is a relic left to me by my master. I... I don't know how long I can stay here, maybe a few years, maybe tomorrow. So, I give it to you."

"You don't have a deserted person. If I leave one day, let him stay with you, okay?"

He used to be the crown prince of a country, and he had never seen any precious jade and gold objects. The jade flute in his hand could not be called a precious object, but at this moment, Yong Yu felt that the thing in his hand was very heavy, as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold, so heavy that It weighed on his heart, causing him inexplicable palpitations.

Royal Palace

"Your Majesty, the hangover soup is here."

Sitting on the soft couch was Emperor Ning Shuo who was helped down from the banquet.Ning Shuo Di Ninghong, who was over 40 years old, suffered from headaches. At this time, he propped his head and knocked out the hangover soup handed over by the eunuch in charge, "Go away."

The eunuch in charge tactfully ordered people to clean up the debris on the ground and retreated.

Ning Hong supported his head, as if he suddenly thought of something, he opened a pair of misty eyes, "Come back."

The eunuch in charge hurried back, "Your Majesty."

Ning Hong lowered his eyes and asked, "Is that child still in the abandoned palace?"

The eunuch in charge immediately understood who Ning Hong was asking, and he bowed his head: "Yes."

Ning Hong stroked the emerald jade finger on his hand, "Do you know why I killed all the royal family of the Yong Dynasty but left that child alone?"

The eunuch in charge lowered his head even lower.

"The most correct thing Yongsheng has done in his life is probably to give birth to a good son." Emperor Ning Shuo pinched his fingers and waved them in mid-air, "Gu Pan is handsome and charming."

When Emperor Ning Shuo was talking, what he could not get rid of in his mind was the face of the other party that made him linger in his dreams.

"The kitten's paws are too sharp, go and get me to teach/teach him well, and send him to the palace in a month's time."

"Brother, come quickly, it seems to be blooming." Yu Baizhou squatted in front of the flowers in the yard, leaning over to sniff lightly.

The sun was shining today, and the light hit his hair from the top of his head.

In the courtyard, beside the man in white clothes is a cluster of small white flowers that have just bloomed, swaying in the wind, as if they would disperse when the wind blows.

However, no matter how beautiful a flower is, in Yong Yu's eyes at this moment, it is not as good as Yu Baizhou's bright face and flowery smile.

Yong Yu stepped out, and in his eyes, the man's body in the light gradually became blurred.

"Xiaobai." Yong Yu frowned, and took two quick steps towards the person.

Yu Baizhou heard the trembling whisper behind him, and straightened up suspiciously, "Brother?"

"Don't go!" Yong Yu rushed forward and stretched out his hand to grab it, but his fingers brushed against the opponent's snow-white material, and then he caught nothing.

The person who was clearly alive disappeared in front of his eyes like the wind.

Just like the fragile flowers blooming in front of me, they are scattered.

It was like his people, who came and went, as if they never left a trace.

Yong Yu seemed to have thought of something, turned around and went back to the house.

I saw a white jade flute lying quietly on the table in the empty room.

Yong Yu stepped forward quickly, brushing his fingers over it bit by bit.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye and landed silently.

"Come here, take him away with me."

The eunuch in charge broke into the house with someone and pushed him to the ground.

"Hey, why is there such a good thing here?" The eunuch in charge stepped forward and reached out to pick up the jade flute that was on the table.

Yong Yu reached out to grab it, "Give it back to me!"

"Such a precious thing?" The eunuch in charge rubbed the texture of the jade flute and sneered, "Could it be you who stole this thing?"

The jade flute lifted Yong Yu's chin, "You are really a beauty, no wonder His Majesty has taken a fancy to you."

The eunuch in charge straightened his waist, the jade flute slipped from his hand and fell to pieces.

"No!"

The eunuch in charge watched Yong Yu break free from the shackles and hold the fragments in his hands like treasures, and laughed contemptuously, "After waiting for your Majesty, let alone a small jade flute, maybe it can make you live like a former person." The Venerable Master's life..."

The shards cut the palm of the hand, and the blood dripped down the palm without realizing it.

After all, Yong Yu's eyes were red, he pressed the eunuch in charge to the ground, clenched his fist and slammed it down on the other's face.

When a group of people pulled him away, the eunuch in charge had already been beaten with blood all over his face.

"You hit me! Well, very well."

The eunuch in charge was lifted up unsteadily, pointed at Yong Yu and cursed loudly, "Hurry up and take him to Yichun Tower, let my mother teach people the rules, don't let him get hurt after a month His Majesty!"

Yichun Building

Yichunlou's mother condescendingly pinched the person who was kneeling in front of her, "Listen, from now on, the crown prince of the Yong Dynasty is dead. Your name is Suyu, but I, Yichunlou, dedicated it to the palace. Slave, do you understand?"

Yong Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly let go of his clenched hands, and lowered his eyebrows, "Nu... Su Yu has seen her mother."

"When you enter my building, you are inferior and female." Mom took a step back and waved the people who were pressing him to disperse, "Take off /:; let's go."

After a while, the person kneeling on the ground slowly raised his head, and tore off the belt of his clothes...

A month later, the palace

"Stepping in here, one thought of life, one thought of death." Mom watched the palace door being opened, and turned her head to look at the beautiful person standing beside her, dressed in a thin green shirt, "Serve Your Majesty, and I will give you my best service." There are all kinds of glory and wealth that you can't imagine. Remember your identity, you know?"

Su Yu lowered her eyes slightly, and chuckled lightly, "I'm just from Yichun Building."

A month of teaching seems to have made the once sharp wild cat put away its sharp claws and become more obedient. The mother looked away and said, "Go in, don't keep His Majesty waiting."

Inside the palace, incense is lingering.

Ning Hong took the wine glass and leaned on the soft couch.

Su Yu entered the door, knelt down in front of the other party, and bowed to him, "Nu Su Yu has seen His Majesty."

Ning Hong lowered his eyes slightly, "Do you know why I came to you this time?"

Su Yu rested her head on her hands and said aloud, "Sleep servant."

"Yichunlou's mother is really good at tricks." Ning Hong looked at the person in front of him who was completely opposite to New Year's Eve, and Chunpan's smile deepened.

The person kneeling in front of him is as low as dust, and his figure is outlined in a thin blue shirt.

Ning Hong sat up, "Do you know what it means to serve the bed?"

Su Yu: "Slave was born in Yichun Building, so I understand."

Ning Hong staggered and stood up, walked up to Su Yu, "Hold your head up for me."

As soon as Su Yu straightened her waist, Ning Hong's rough fingertips pinched her chin.

The strength was so heavy that he could only raise his head and look directly into the opponent's eyes.

"Prince Yongchao is unparalleled in style, it's true." Feeling the hot skin under his fingers, Ning Hong's eyes darkened, "What did you drink when you came here?"

Su Yu smiled, warmly.Ignorant, "Since I came to serve His Majesty, I naturally drank something to add to the fun."

"It's really slut." With the beauty in front of her, Ning Hong felt itchy.

He pulled the man up, stretched out his arms to hug the other's slender waist, and hooked off the thin shirt on the other's body with his fingers, "From now on, it's better to wear nothing at my place."

Su Yu's red lips hooked lightly, "I will always obey His Majesty."

The button of the inner shirt was unbuttoned, and Su Yu held the other's hand, "Your Majesty, you can go inside."

Seeing Ning Hong's displeased face, Su Yu leaned into his ear and chuckled, "Your Majesty can do whatever you want."

Ning Hong's face was instantly happy, he reached out and picked him up, lifted the curtain and threw him into the bed curtain.

He tore off the strap on the side and pulled it over the other's slender ankle to tie it on.

Su Yu frowned, "Your Majesty?"

"Didn't you say to play with me?" Ning Hong pulled another ribbon to tie his wrist, and pulled him closer, "The knife on the beauty on New Year's Eve made me lie down for a few days, and I just tied his hands and feet. Does not affect."

Su Yu's smile deepened, "What Your Majesty says is what it is."

Ning Hong tore the opponent's clothes impatiently and leaned forward.

The next moment, Ning Hong's body froze suddenly.

Ning Hong stared wide-eyed, propped himself up and lowered his head, "You..."

There is no smile in the smiling eyes that are close at hand, only the eyes are full of ice and coldness.

Su Yu pulled him out of the bed, and Ning Hong fell under the bed, his chest was wet, and he was already dying.

Su Yu sat up slowly, holding a heart on the bound hands.

"It's really dirty."

With his bare feet, he stepped over Ning Hong's corpse and stepped on the bright red precious carpet. Holding his heart in one hand, he pulled out the emperor's sword placed in the bedroom with the other hand.

His face was reflected on the sword.

His clothes were disheveled, and his face was so murderous that it was almost ferocious.

Yichunlou's mother had a good saying, the prince who was once noble and beautiful is dead, and now he is a lunatic who is about to go to hell.

The door of the palace was pushed open from the outside, and the maid who came to check screamed when she heard the movement, "Kill...kill..."

"His Majesty is dead..."

Su Yu sneered, and walked out holding the long sword in his hand.

"Brother, I can actually see ghosts."

"Then if I become a ghost, will you be able to see me?"

"I do not want."

"But I want to... want you to see me."

When a person dies, he enters reincarnation and forgets his past.

Xiaobai, if you really come from a hundred years later, I would like to step on the mountain of corpses, step on the bloody water, turn my resentment into a ghost, and never enter reincarnation again.

Once, I was the prince who protected the people.

Now, I'm going to kill these people and make a way to your side.