Take the ghost monster to catch the monster

Jiang Qizhi: "Lao Ye is unwilling to tell me in detail, and I don't know what happened specifically, but Lao Ye seems to have changed since then. I feel that he is more and more like a person. I feel that he seems to have As a god, I don’t know if this is good or bad, but after all there is a difference between man and god, Lao Ye seems to have used emotion, and he even made a promise.”

Jiang Qizhi went on to continue: "Some time ago it was very strange. I insisted on going to Xiaofengfeng, that dark place. I couldn't worry about Lao Ye, so I followed him. He seemed to be looking for the soul of that human being. Lao Ye Ye seemed to think he was dead, but Xiao Fengfeng told us that he was indeed dead, but he had been dead for more than [-] years.

"Lao Ye said that he was still alive a few months ago, and Xiao Fengfeng doesn't know why. We are still investigating, but there are no clues."

Jiang Qizhi crossed his hips, talking while walking.

Zhu Sha frowned after hearing this: "Xiao Fengfeng?! Who?"

Jiang Qizhi: "Hahaha, Xiao Fengfeng is the Lord of Yan Feng Palace!"

"Eh..." Zhu Sha silently wiped off the sweat for Lord Yan Feng.

Putting away the embarrassing smile Zhu Sha sorted out Jiang Qizhi's words, closed his eyes and thought for a while, feeling a little puzzled:

"It's so weird to be alive—"

"Okay, Jiang Qizhi, I won't talk to you about this, you take me to Mr. Zhuzhao first, and I'll go see how his injury is doing. Heaven's punishment is not so easy."

When Jiang Qizhi mentioned Ye Zhu's injury, he had a bad expression on his face: "Sister Zhu Sha, let's go, I'll take you there."

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【Penglai Immortal Pond】

Jiang Qizhi brought cinnabar to the fairy pond where Ye Zhu healed.

This place is the Penglai Immortal Pond, a sanctuary for healing in the Three Realms. The water in the pool is so clear that the bottom is clear, the water light is blue and bright, soft and quiet, and the moon is as bright as a silver plate in the sky.

The orange twilight is diffused between the water and the sky in the east, the fairy pond is like a huge dyeing workshop, the lake is full of white lotus, and the morning mist is like a thousand white yarns hanging in the air, swinging slowly...

It was embellished with countless fine gold flakes, and the sun ruled over the lake, changing strange colors, and the fog tent was quickly swept away to the far horizon by the wind.

Ye Zhu, sitting in the center of the clear spring pool, surrounded by mist and rays of light, floated beside him, and a round of bright red sun slowly rose and fell from the edge of the lake, washing the thorough lake water.

Zhu Sha and Jiang Qizhi walked towards Ye Zhu, only to see that Ye Zhu's face was pale, most of his clothes and coat were wetted by the lake water, and he could faintly see the electric scar left by the punishment of heaven, which was very heavy and deeply imprinted on his back .

"Master Zhuzhao." Zhu Sha stood far away on the other side of the lake, looking at Ye Zhu, the god in his heart.

Ye Zhu noticed that someone was looking for him, and was about to get up, but Zhu Sha quickly stopped him: "My lord, you don't need to get up, you can concentrate on healing."

Seeing Ye Zhu's injuries, Zhu Sha quickly turned her head and saw Jiang Qizhi with wide eyes angrily:

"Jiang Qizhi, I know Lord Zhuzhao was injured, but you didn't tell me that Lord Zhuzhao suffered such a serious injury. Even if it was God's punishment, he shouldn't be injured so seriously. Why didn't you tell me earlier? What happened in the middle? "

Ye Zhu withdrew his divine power, and the mist gathered around him, and he took the lake water to the opposite bank where everyone was.

Seeing Ye Zhu coming, Zhu Sha hurriedly saluted.

"Suzaku, I told her not to tell you, just because I was afraid you would worry."

"My lord, what is going on?" Zhu Sha was very anxious.

Ye Zhu did not intend to give specific details:

"All of this is a long story, and the specific matters need to be discussed later. By the way, Jiang Qizhi, Lord Yanfeng, there is new news over there."

Jiang Qizhi shook his head silently. He had contacted Yan Feng, but he had not found any new news till now.

"No, I still can't find him, did he really just disappear like this?" Ye Zhu looked sad, and he was silent.

Walking out of the Penglai Immortal Pond alone, he leaned against the sun under the magnolia tree, looked at the sky, and seemed to be longing for something, and a kind of melancholy that was almost numb slowly rose in his heart. This thing was once in front of his eyes, but now, But he couldn't find it. He had never felt so empty, his body seemed to be defective, and his heart was dry and unmoistened.

Ye Zhu stared for a long time, looking at the words in his hand, which flickered on and off.

Raising his head and holding his eyes, he squinted his eyes, looked at the sun above his head, and showed a self-deprecating wry smile:

"Xiaoyou, are you still alive? Where are you? Brother wants to find you."

The cinnabar turned into a Suzaku, fiery red feathers flitted across the sky, and a few feathers fell, and the wings of the Suzaku were as red as the scorching sun. She flew to the vast sky, representing fireworks and dawn, and a few feathers fell from above and landed on Ye Zhu's shoulders , landed on his chest, Ye Zhu gently picked up Suzaku's feathers.

The Suzaku feather landed in his hand and gradually turned into flames and dissipated.

Showing a wry smile, he stroked the hair on his forehead and pushed it back. Ye Zhu tidied up his clothes, closed his eyes slowly, and meditated in his heart:

Xiaoyou will find you one day, and we will meet again. I believe in you. You have been waiting for brother and you.

These days, he always feels that he is groggy, suddenly and namelessly melancholy, which makes him restless. In his thousands of years of life, he has never had such a thought. He can't find a reason to be happy, and he can't When there is no reason for purpose and expectation, the weight in my heart will gradually decrease, and sometimes my head will burst suddenly, and it will eventually disappear into nothingness.

Jiang Qizhi looked at Ye Zhu quietly from behind, but he didn't make a sound. He didn't know how to persuade Ye Zhu like this.

And on the ruins of that day, the former god lost his shadow. From his back, Jiang Qizhi saw the affection of human beings, those hands full of stains, the pair of hands that kept rummaging in the ruins hands.

The once high god is so desperate in the mortal world.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sunshine on his head is always so bright, but now it can't illuminate his heart, "Xiaoyou, have you ever been this lonely? It's also so sad and empty,"

A pair of images of the past floated in his mind, but everything was just a bubble, they didn't stay for anything, they all drifted away, just empty memories.

Ye Zhu: "Let's go, Jiang Qizhi, Zhu Sha, thank you for your hard work, let's go back, the sun will not be removed for a day, and there will be no peace for a day at the beginning of the sun."

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【Above the ruins, in the snow field】

A white fox patted the boy lying on the snow with its paw, and he pushed and pushed. The boy felt the movement, shook his eyelashes, and slowly opened his eyes.