Zhuxian Ertianhuo

Qilidong

Stone House

It has been seven days since I came back from Shiwan Dashan.

Yan Xiaoan was unconscious, lying quietly on her bed, as peaceful as a deep sleep.Her body had already been washed clean, only her face was slightly pale, but it also showed her original color, delicate and tender, after so much torture, she still looked like a little girl.

Yan Hui sat quietly at the table as usual, his pale and slightly weak face not only did not affect his handsomeness, but added a strange beauty in the sunlight.

White clouds are rising, the sun is shining, and it is a rare good weather!

The sunlight slanted into the stone house, and the grains of dust were clearly visible, flying around for no reason, with nowhere to go.Yan Hui just watched quietly, looking at the dust, one by one, without doing anything, like a boring person passing the time, but the deepness in his eyes had already betrayed him.

He is waiting.

Waiting for a woman, waiting for a woman he expected to come here.

I don't know how long it has passed, but at least the sun is still shining brightly. A sharp squeaking sound came, ruthlessly breaking the tranquility of this small world.

It was the sound of the door being pushed open.This door is rarely pushed open by other people, or only a few people have pushed it open, including Yan Hui, Yan Xiaoan, and that charming Mr. Miao, and today the fourth person is ushered in!

A soft jade hand gently pushed the door open and walked in slowly.

Ever since she pushed the door, Yan Hui's gaze never left her.

Wearing a black silk dress, covering the face with a black scarf.

Yan Hui smiled slightly, and said slowly, "Long time no see." The gentle voice greeted him like an old friend.

"Long time no see." The voice was faint, like the voice of a warbler and swallows, full of magnetism, hooking people's souls, and entwining people's thoughts.She also smiled and sat down on the bench opposite Yan Hui.A faint fragrance permeated quietly, and slowly floated into Yan Hui's nose.

Yan Hui was shocked, but didn't speak any more, just looked at her silently.Although her face could not be seen clearly through the black veil, but from her voice and posture, especially her pair of rippling eyes, it is not difficult to guess that this is a very beautiful young woman.

At this moment, she was also looking at Yan Hui, her eyes were slightly worried, as if sad, "Is your injury better?" The voice was soft, like a spring breeze blowing across her cheeks.His eyes kept moving on Yan Hui's pale face, the concern was very obvious.

"Well, it's better, it's not a serious problem." Yan Hui nodded.

The woman seemed to let go of her heart when she heard this answer, and let out a sigh of relief.

This woman is the sage envoy of Suzaku in the Ghost King's sect and the disciple of the elder You Ji.

Suzaku looked up and looked around, not expecting the house to be so simple.Just now, her mind had been focusing on Yan Hui's injury, and she only noticed the living room after she got an affirmative answer. To her, this room was a bit too simple.Except for a table and two benches, there was basically nothing else in the living room.

"Have you lived in this place all these years?"

Yan replied quite puzzled, surprised: "Exactly, what's the matter?"

Suzaku froze, slightly embarrassed, but it was hard to see through the scarf, but subconsciously scratched his forehead with his fingers, revealing a trace of charm inadvertently.After a while, his tone became condensed, and he said: "I heard the news from you back to the sect that you met Cangsong?"

Yan Hui's expression was also restrained, he didn't worry about the problem just now, and said: "Exactly, everyone in the world thinks he is dead, but he is still alive."

Suzaku asked: "Why did he appear on Shiwan Dashan? All I know is that he used to be a guest minister of my Holy Cult, a peer of the elders. It's just that I started too late and never saw him."

Yan Hui looked solemn, and said: "I don't know, but he is profound, not comparable to you and me, if he was not eroded by the power of Shura, and finally I gave him a surprise blow to make him retreat, I'm afraid, today I will die." I can't sit here anymore." Speaking of Shura's power, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, as if something touched his mind.

"The power of Shura?" Suzaku also showed grief, "Many people in the sect are still suffering from it." Suddenly she was startled, and said anxiously: "Since his practice is so advanced, then your injury is real? ..”

Yan Hui smiled slightly and said, "It didn't hurt the root. It's nothing serious."

Only then did Suzaku feel relieved, and thought for a while: "There are so many precious treasures in the depths of the southern border, it seems that Cang Song has also gone to find a way to suppress Shura's power."

Yan Hui nodded, and said: "I think so. No matter how tough the character is, people can't bear the pain of Shura's erosion. I have found countless ways to treat it, and the method of combining southern Xinjiang's witchcraft is just the beginning. There is progress." A hint of doubt flashed across the sad face, "But...the place where I fought with Cangsong seems to be a relic, and it should be related to my holy religion."

Suzaku was startled, "Everyone knows that my Holy Cult originated in the wilderness in the northwest, how could there be relics of the Holy Cult in the [-] mountains?"

"I don't know either. It's just that the ruins are quite old, and now they are almost completely destroyed in the fighting. After you go back, you can find some disciples in the sect to check it out, but you must be careful of those monsters and poisonous miasma."

"Well, I've made a note of this." Suzaku nodded, with a faint gleam in his eyes, and asked, "Xiao An, how is he now?"

"Still in a coma, but nothing serious."

"Can I go and see him?" Suzaku's tone was faint, with an indescribable emotion. "I only saw him when he was very young. He should have known me long ago."

Yan replied with a smile: "At that time he just opened his eyes, how can he remember anyone."

In the room, Yan Xiaoan breathed evenly, like a sweet sleep.

Suzaku looked at Xiao Anbai's tender and lovely face, and couldn't help but touch it lightly. The touch was so gentle, like a loving mother, afraid of waking up the sleeping child.

Yan Hui watched quietly from the side, "This encounter exhausted his mental and physical strength. He woke up once on the way I brought him back, but passed out again."

Suzaku frowned slightly, "That's why you won't be in a coma for so long, right?" Suzaku's tone slowed down, hesitating for a moment, and said again: "You're the most skilled doctor I've ever seen, so you didn't find anything?"

"He was poisoned by the ancient golden flower python. Fortunately, his cold air burst sealed his meridians, and he was bathed in the essence and blood of the ancient golden flower python. That's why he survived by luck." Yan Hui's tone was flat, but unquestionable, as if At that time, he saw it from the side.

"Golden flower ancient python?" Suzaku was taken aback, and couldn't help flashing in his mind a frightened boy in a pale virgin forest who looked up to a mighty giant python, couldn't help but look at Yan Xiaoan a few more times , It seems that some do not believe that he is still alive.

Yan Hui nodded and said, "There should be thousands of years of Taoism, otherwise it would not be able to suppress the cold in his body, but it is also the case, the snake venom will attack again and make him unconscious."

"Thousands of years?" Suzaku raised his brows lightly, and was surprised again.

"Well, it should be killed by Cangsong. Maybe this is the way Cangsong thought of suppressing Shura's power." Ren Cangsong also didn't expect his idea to be guessed by Yan Hui. "Now I've given him the 'Suppressing Yin Pill' and adjusted a few medicines, and he will wake up soon."

"So that's how it is." Suzaku nodded, feeling a little lucky.His eyes were full of pity, and he couldn't help sighing: "The fate is so bad at such a young age!"

"Haha" Yan Hui laughed for a while, "What is this? If there is no hard work, how can you be a real man?"

Suzaku glanced at Xiao An's appearance like a little girl, shook her head lightly, and then smiled softly.

The laughter between the two gradually stopped, Yan replied: "This time it was a blessing in disguise for him, and most poisons in the world will not be able to harm him anymore. But what is even more rare is that the essence and blood of the ancient golden flower python can improve physical fitness. It has special effects, and is of great benefit to his weak constitution, especially the occasional cold illness."

"It's the best, so I'm relieved." I couldn't help touching Yan Xiaoan's face again, Yan Xiaoan's cute appearance was reflected in his eyes, and he felt a little bit reluctant. "Let's go out."

Yan Hui nodded and followed out.

Returning to the simple living room, Suzaku thought for a long time before saying, "I have something I have been unclear about. I don't know whether I should ask it?" Suzaku looked serious, as if the matter was of great importance.

"But it doesn't matter." Yan Hui seemed to be still pleased with Xiao An, and he was in a good mood.

Suzaku was silent for a moment, and said, "I have only met Xiaoan twice so far. Although he was unconscious every time, I really... really like him from the bottom of my heart. I just don't know... His life experience..." At this point, she raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Hui quietly, but she saw Yan Hui's face turned solemn.Suzaku's heart skipped a beat, feeling a burst of regret.

But after a while, I did not know where to find motivation, and there was a flash of determination in my eyes, as well as an imperceptible expectation, and I said again, "I was on a mission in the Central Plains, and suddenly received a secret report that there was a change in the sect, so I rushed away immediately." I came back, but after I came back, the atmosphere in the sect was weird, and everyone seemed to have nothing happened. Only there was a weak child beside you, Xiao An. I asked the master, but the master...rejected me. "Speaking of this, the voice is a little hurried, as if the courage has also been exhausted, and I don't know what kind of mood I am now.

Yan Hui didn't reply for a long time, but habitually tapped the table with his right index finger.There was a boom, boom, and the air in the room seemed to be tight.It was like hitting Suzaku's heart once and for all. A heart seemed to jump out uncontrollably, but it was still looking forward with a little fear.

I don't know how long it had been like this, but when Suzaku was about to collapse mentally, Yan Hui spoke slowly, in a flat voice, "How did you know the news that no one in the Zongli knew?"

ah!As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Suzaku's ears were like thunder, and his heart was shocked. He felt at a loss for a moment, but he still pretended to be indifferent and kept silent.

"But it doesn't matter anymore." Yan Hui said again suddenly, as if he just said casually, "Your master and I decided not to tell you, because of this, the fewer people who know about it, the better."

Suzaku was stunned, the panic in his eyes gradually receded after a while, and then doubts and a strange color came up immediately, his talking eyes seemed to be complaining and asking questions.

Yan Hui smiled slightly, looked into her Liubo eyes, but seemed to answer her question, and said: "You better not know. Xiaoan's life experience is special, intricate, and involves a lot. There are only me and two people in the sect. The Great Elder knows that it is good for you not to let you know. Now, you only need to know that he is my nephew."

Suzaku nodded slightly, his heart was full of joy, and he didn't think about whether Yan Hui's words were perfunctory, and said dully: "I thought it was yours..."

"What? Do you think he looks a lot like me?" Yan Hui's smile had already spread to his face.

Suzaku was angry, raised his eyebrows, and opened his almond eyes.Yan Hui smiled coyly, and said sternly: "Let's not talk about this now, I haven't been in Zongli for a long time, I don't know if there is any big or small love?"

Suzaku slowly withdrew his gaze, and said: "Of course there are big and small things, but with me, Bian Feng, and Taoist Mu Lin, nothing big will happen. It's just Zongli..."

Yan Hui didn't say anything, and after a while, Suzaku suddenly sighed softly, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his voice became deeper and deeper, "It's just that since Master Xuanwu passed away, Master Baihu has been depressed, and put himself Locked up alone in the house, it is said to be in retreat, but I have visited him a few times secretly, and I feel that he is getting older day by day. Although Master and her old man look better, hey, he does not show his face in front of people all day long. "

Yan Hui's complexion also gradually turned serious, with a look of worry emerging, Suzaku continued: "Since the previous Ghost King died in the Shura Rebellion, there has been no one in the sect to take over as suzerain. The land collapsed under the crisis, it is all relying on these three great elders to turn the tide and help the country, now that Master Xuanwu has passed away, and the two are like this, I..."

Suzaku paused for a while, Yan Hui listened quietly, Suzaku suddenly said again: "By the way, before leaving, Master asked me to bring you a message, saying 'everything is more important than the overall situation'."

Yan Hui frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Tell her when you go back, I will go back within half a month."

Suzaku was startled suddenly, and said, "Are you coming back?"

Yan Hui said, "Yes."

Suzaku said happily: "That's great, many people miss you very much," paused again, "What about Xiao An? Is he coming too?"

Yan Hui shook his head and said, "No, I will arrange for him."

"But he's still so young, wouldn't it be great to bring him back to Zongli?"

"He has a better place to go, don't worry." Yan smiled back.

Suzaku was jumping happily in his heart, nodded and stopped talking, Yan Hui was going back to the clan, so don't be in a hurry if you have anything to say or do, Xiao An also had Yan Hui for everything, so he got up and said: "It's not too early It's time for me to go back, you should take good care of your wounds, and this bottle of medicine is for you." He took out a small green porcelain bottle from his arms and gently placed it on the table.

Yan Hui got up to send them off, Suzaku was already far away in the sky in a trance, the light from the sky, like a beautiful halo, shone on him, Yan Hui's smile faded away, a trace of melancholy sadness quietly disappeared And out, finally Yan returned a long sigh.

Slowly withdrawing his thoughts, he went back to the house, took the medicine bottle, the medicine bottle was emerald green, and the jade was delicate, and he could tell it was extraordinary at a glance.Unscrewing the cork, tilting it slightly, a pill rolled out, also emerald green, and a fresh fragrance filled the whole room in an instant.Yan Hui sighed again, lowered his head, swallowed the pill, and went back to his room to meditate silently.

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When it is midnight, the moon is in the sky.

The brilliance is shining, and thousands of families are sleeping.

Yan Hui gently pushed open the door, and with a flash of blue light, he landed on a platform in the blink of an eye.

I saw that this platform was paved with flat rectangular stone strips, which was quite flat.It's just that in some places there are traces that seem to be scratched deeply by sharp claws, and some stone strips are red and black, like dried blood, which can never be wiped off, which seems to tell the tragedy that has happened here.

This is the platform in front of the altar of the five clans.

For ascetics, the militiamen on the road leading to the altar are useless, not to mention that they have already gone home to rest at night, and the wizards who really guard the altar.

Yan Hui did not stop, and walked straight into the altar.The altar is all made of huge stones, majestic and tall with a hint of roughness and clumsiness.Two huge stone pillars stood high in front of the altar. At a glance, they might not be as high as ten feet, but they were covered with cracks.

After entering this part of the stone building, the other half was directly excavated from the mountain and dug out on the hard stone wall, which is the residence of the wizards.

As soon as Shi Shi entered, there was a gust of wind blowing, and in the dark altar, on the stone walls, there was a faint red appearance, which looked like blood was smeared on it.In the corners of the stone walls, there are often skulls of ferocious animals, which are hideously decorated.

There were many forks in the altar, but Yan Hui never stopped along the way. Occasionally, one or two wizards would smile when they saw Yan Hui, and when they saw Yan Hui's dignified face, they all moved out of the way.Obviously, it was not the first time for Yan Hui to come here, and he was quite familiar with the wizards here.

Going deep, only the sound of Yan Hui's footsteps remained in the entire passage.Suddenly, the footsteps stopped abruptly, and Yan Hui stood still in front of a stone room in the deepest part.

As far as the eye can see, the huge stone chamber is empty, only the innermost one is burning with a ball of flame, which is particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

In front of the flames was a strange stone statue also carved from a whole boulder, with a dog-like head, but a full body, sharp claws on its feet, and two pairs of wings on its back.

But in the huge stone room, there is only one person, wearing a wizard robe, his back looks very broad and thick, mysterious and full of power.Sitting silently in front of the flame, as if meditating, but also as if silent.

For some reason, this place gives people the illusion of stopping time and stagnating.Here, it seems that everything has fallen into eternal stillness and silence.

The flames were blazing, illuminating the figure of the person in front of the flames, flickering on and off.

Yan Hui watched his back in the firelight, supported the stone wall of the passage, and said in a deep voice, "Brother! The plan has changed."

The figure was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up.The height is similar to that of Yan Hui, but it gives people a strange feeling like looking up at the mountains and holding the heaven and the earth.