"Unbearable to Copy" by Wuxin Mage

Wuxin and Bai Liuli had never seen her like this before, and they froze in place for a while.It was Gu Zhi who came back to his senses looking at the broken porcelain pieces all over the floor, fearing that Yue Qiluo would hurt her hand, so he walked over to help her up: "Qiluo, let's go."

Bai Liuli also came back to her senses at the right time, and said: "Yue Qiluo, if you have anything to say, wait until you get out. Let's leave this place first."

Wu Xin asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with this place?"

"Do you still remember the three incense sticks in the vestibule?" Bai Liuli glanced at him, picked up a piece of broken porcelain from the ground and threw it to him, wiped it on the table, and showed him the black ash on his two fingers, " The incense has just been lit, but the ashes here have accumulated for at least a year or two, how long does it take for a piece of incense to burn?"

Wuxin was stunned for a moment, and rushed out to bring the incense burner, only to see that the three incense sticks in the center of the incense burner were still only burned to the end, but there was a handful of incense ash underneath.Wuxin stared blankly, and murmured: "This is not right...why..."

"The magic circle of the ghost city is still there." Bai Liuli stared at her fingertips, "Not only that, I can feel its power has increased."

"Qiluo, are you injured?"

The two looked around, and saw Gu Zhi grabbing Yue Qiluo's hand, with several bloodstains running across the fine white skin.However, before Wuxin could see clearly, those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a moment, even a trace of blood was gone.

Seeing such a strange thing happen before their eyes, the three of them were silent, and the air was as sticky as stagnant glue.If the spells in the ghost city were only carried out at a speed that ordinary people could not detect before, then the current ghost city is like a crazily rotating gear, and Wuxin dare not think about what will happen if he stays any longer.Immortality?Although he has lived for thousands of years, he has never thought about being trapped in a maze and living forever.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder, and threw the broken porcelain in his hand on the ground.

"Let's go," he looked at the tiles on the ground, and his stomach convulsed when he thought of the scene where the tiles were assembled into vases, "Maybe we can find a way out."

Yue Qiluo was terribly silent at this moment, and Gu Zhi helped her up, with a pale face and the corners of her lips trembling slightly.She wanted to reach out to grab Gu Zhi's collar, but she let go, her fingers were weak, a ball of cotton, the bones were pulled out.Yue Qiluo couldn't bear to look at the Taoist robes and hair scattered beside her, but she couldn't help glancing out of the corner of her eyes, and couldn't help imagining Xu Yun's death.When he was wearing that Taoist robe, he was like white jade, how could he die?

From the back door of the Taoist temple, there is a road down the mountain.A group of people walked in silence for half an hour before catching a glimpse of the outline of the town in the distance.Wuxin was already tired from walking, and couldn't wait to lead the charge into the town.Yue Qiluo wandered in the back, like a wandering soul, full of thoughts and didn't know where it went.

The small town was still empty and eerily quiet.After walking a few steps, it was Bai Liuli who first noticed something was wrong, and the more he saw it, the more familiar it became.Yue Qiluo's face at this time was even more pale and frightening, with her ghostly black eyes, she looked more and more like a little female ghost.

Walking all the way to the other side of the town, a smell of food wafted from a shop in front, and smoke from the roof curled up.In the whole dead town, only this room is alive.Bai Liuli walked over and saw that it was a fan shop. He felt more and more familiar, and the answer was already on his lips.It's just that the time has passed too long, and I couldn't remember it for a while, so I walked into the shop.

This fan shop was originally transformed from a main room, and there are all kinds of folding fans and round fans on the walls and tables.Wuxin's sharp eyes saw a small door behind the screen, and the fragrance was coming from the backyard.He walked over to have a look, and saw a small stove on the ground simmering a cup of soup, and a pot of pearl dwarf orchids was in full bloom.Going further inside is a small workshop-like room.There is also a half-painted fan on the low table, and three or four lanterns are hung on the wall. The style is unique and exquisite, which is quite beautiful.

In recent years, the Lantern Festival has become less popular among the people. Even if there are lanterns, they are mostly made of plastic. The craft of making paper lanterns has been lost.Wuxin missed it in her heart, took off a lantern and looked at it in her hand.This lantern is in the style of a palace lantern, the whole body is as green as jasper, the top is made of neon pink satin, the surrounding bright yellow satin is painted with peonies, and a carmine-colored lotus sits on the bottom.This lantern is exquisitely crafted, and it must have won the first place in the lantern market back then.It's just that there are slightly scorched traces inside the lantern, like an old lantern that has been used, and it shouldn't be placed in the workshop.

Bai Liuli also walked into the back room at this time, holding a folding fan in her hand, walked over to look at the cloak and clothes hanging on the wall, her brows were furrowed, and then her eyes suddenly lit up.

"This is Xuanzhou City in the first year of Tang Zhen."

Wuxin saw countless strange things today, so she was not surprised at this moment, and just nodded without interest.The ghost town has thousands of years of history in one magic circle, and it can no longer be considered with common sense. Even if a group of bald Manchus suddenly broke into the town now, he would not be too surprised.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden clang in the front yard, and Wuxin and Bai Liuli ran out to take a look, but it was Yue Qiluo who stretched out his foot and kicked the stove over, spilling the soup all over the ground, and the whole orchid pitifully soaked in the heat. soup.Wu Xin was tongue-tied: "Yue Qiluo, why are you insane?"

Yue Qiluo raised his eyes and glanced at him, without saying a word, he snatched the lantern from his hand, threw it on the flame and lit it.She couldn't understand this place, she kept thinking of Axiu's appearance, and the hatred in Liu Zigu's eyes when he stabbed her with a sword, her body became cold, and she just wanted to burn the matter.Seeing that a beautiful lantern was burnt badly, Wuxin was dumbfounded, thinking that Yue Qiluo had fallen ill again and couldn't remember who she was.

Gu Zhi was not by her side at this time, instead he held up a folding fan and looked at it with frown.Yue Qiluo saw the old cow and orchid painted on the folding fan from a distance, and felt even more sour, so she walked over and asked him, "Does it look good?"

Gu Zhi looked at the folding fan in a daze, but at this moment he was called out by her, and he came back to his senses leisurely.Still frowning, he said slowly: "The surface of this folding fan is very unique..."

Before the words fell, Yue Qiluo snatched it up again, tore up the folding fan twice, threw it into the fire and burned it to ashes together with the lantern.After venting her anger, she regretted a little, lowered her head and asked him: "Do you like this fan?"

Gu Zhi laughed: "It's just a fan. I can't say I like it. It's just a piece of orchids next to the cattle. I haven't seen such a fan. I think the author is unique."

Yue Qiluo's heart was churning, and she reluctantly asked: "If you painted this cattle, and someone added a bunch of orchids, what would you think?"

Gu Zhi was taken aback: "I would like to meet this painter and chat with him about the mystery."

Yue Qiluo's heart sank heavily, he was indeed the same Liu Zigu back then, he had never changed.He still loves his one-painted confidant!For a moment, his heart was full of turmoil, his body swayed a few times, and he felt a biting cold all over his body.She suddenly figured out the purpose of the ghost city. It turned out that it was nothing more than pressing her head and forcing her to review all the karma she committed in the past.She once crushed Axiu's heart with her own hands in this room. Over the years, she killed people like hemp and never regretted it.Now that she was tired, she wished for the first time that she had never lived.

Gu Zhi saw that her expression was different, and he didn't know what happened for a moment, so he walked over to touch her shoulder, but she pushed her away, and stared fiercely: "Why don't you go and turn over the ashes of the furnace, and put your Pick up the folding fan!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran out the door, Gu Zhi chased after her and saw that she had already run far along the road, so he hurriedly chased after her.

Wuxin let out a "hey" and wanted to chase after her, but was grabbed by Bai Liuli: "Wuxin, have you forgotten about Huayue?"

"I remember!" Wuxin shook off Bai Liuli's hand, "Then let her get angry? This place is so dangerous, even if she, Yue Qiluo, wants to get jealous, she has to wait until she gets out. What's more, Gu Zhi is not Liu Zigu, Why is she angry at him?"

Bai Liuli sighed: "Forget it, the misunderstanding between her and Liu Zigu is not for you and me to solve. Let her be. Yue Qiluo is not a child, she has a sense of propriety."

"She has sense?" Wuxin didn't believe it, "It was the first day you met Yue Qiluo?"

Having said that, Wuxin still had nothing to do. After all, it was someone else's business. He and Bai Liuli could only follow behind and watch from a distance.This time it was Yue Qiluo who took the lead, determined to get out of this small town, Gu Zhi silently followed behind her.Wuxin and Bai Liuli walked further back, along the road were Tang-made houses, Wuxin didn't know that she brought a candied pear paste along, and ate it while walking.

As Bai Liuli was walking, she subconsciously wanted to gather her sleeves up, and when she raised her hand to find the space, she realized that she was wearing a shirt, not a Hanfu with large sleeves.Then he sighed and said, "I think the next place is Bianliang!"

But the expected Bianliang did not arrive as expected.

After Yue Qiluo left the fan shop, she just ran wild and found the gate of the city.She had been stepping on the stone-paved ground all the way, but as soon as she stepped out of the city gate, her feet suddenly softened.She looked down and saw that she was stepping on a lush grass.

Gu Zhi followed carefully, but was also stunned.There was a prairie in front of me.He thought, did he come out?

Wuxin was also stunned, thinking exactly the same as Gu Zhi: "Have we come out?"

Bai Liuli froze in place, muttering: "It shouldn't be..."

Yue Qiluo took a few steps forward, completely stepping on the grassland.From Qingyun Temple to Xuanzhou City, the sky was gloomy all the way, but when she arrived here, she saw the sun behind the clouds, and the scorching sun hung above her head, making her unable to see clearly.She ran a few steps forward, and saw a patch of yurts not far away, and then turned around to see that the Xuanzhou City just now had disappeared.She stood on a vast and boundless grassland, a helpless little shadow.

She stood in the warm and strong sunlight, but her fingertips were as cold as ice.

Wuxin chased after her with the Tangli Paste in her mouth, and saw Gu Zhi standing aside with her hands drooping, and Yue Qiluo stood there motionless like a broken puppet.The three of them were all dumbfounded on the grassland, and Wuxin held a faint hope, thinking that they had finally walked out of the ghost town.Only Bai Liuli, who is a hard worker, ran into the yurt to check one by one. After entering three or four tents in a row, she walked over shaking her head, threw a machete on the ground in front of the three of them, and sighed: "It still doesn't work, here It’s not the grasslands of 1974 at all.”

The balloon of hope in Wuxin's chest deflated, and she spat out the Tangli Paste disheartened, and said sullenly, "I knew it wasn't that simple."

Gu Zhi originally wanted to ask, if it wasn't the grassland in 1974, where was it?But he suddenly thought of the name Yelv Tianni, and squinted at Yue Qiluo.Yue Qiluo's complexion was flat and gray, without waves or waves. Ever since she came to the ghost town, she has been immersed in her own world.There are thousands of years of turmoil in her heart, which can't penetrate the surface at all.Gu Zhi remembered Gu Fu Zhedu again.Thinking of the Gaochang ballad she sang to herself, my heart suddenly warmed up, maybe I really resemble Gu Fu Zhedu?

The four of them had already reached the grassland, and they couldn't go back to Xuanzhou City.Although the time here is chaotic, it took more than half a day to calculate, and I was already tired and my back was sore.Gu Zhi tried his best not to think that this was the grassland of the Liao Dynasty, and for a moment he had the illusion of going home.A few people picked up a tent to rest, and ran to take a nap carelessly, Bai Liuli set up a stove to stew beef, and Yue Qiluo sat in front of the tent blankly.Gu Zhi found milk from another tent and brought it to her.Yue Qiluo glanced at him, took the pot and took a sip.

"Qi Luo," he sat down beside her, "are you not angry anymore?"

Yue Qiluo didn't speak, and went to drink the milk with her mouth pointed, in order to prevent the milk from sticking to her mouth.

"Okay," Gu Zhi turned his head with a smile, and stopped mentioning her nameless anger, "I don't want to mention this, but I would like to know when did you recover your memory and walk out of Yelv Tianni's identity?"

The author has something to say: Oh my god, how did I get to the grassland? The progress is super slow... I don’t know when I will be able to get out of the ghost town.

I haven't written an article for almost ten days, and I can't write anymore. This chapter is purely an elementary school student's journal. Alas, I'm sorry everyone...

I can't wait to finish the story, there are still a lot of plots behind, ah, ah, why is my progress so slow?