Immortals come on the moon

Chapter 108

Song Minhuan went all the way to the east gate mentioned by the long-tongued ghost, and he quickly found the ruined palace. There were several ghost soldiers guarding the gate.He hid behind the pillar and watched for a while, and sneaked into the hall when the ghost soldiers changed the guard.

The moment he stepped into the palace gate, the palace gate quickly closed behind him.The hall was gloomy and cold, and the torches on both sides in front of him suddenly lit up, and not far away was a huge statue of a servant god.

This statue is not too different from the ones he has seen, but it is not the same.The statue seems to have been carved for a long time, and there are cracks in many places on it. The servant is looking down, but still can't see the face clearly.

If we talk about the subtle differences, the Servant carved out of this statue is not contaminated with evil spirits, and looks like an ordinary statue, with a gentle and compassionate temperament.

Next to Shijun, there are three other statues of gods, namely Changle God of War, Gongzi Lan, and Feng Yuan.

This is Shijun's underground palace. Naturally, Shijun is more respected. The statues of the other three people are not as finely carved as Shijun. The three of them are like a foil for Shijun.

It seems that the fourth person wearing a robe that he saw in the underground Chongguang City was the servant.Shijun also accompanied Changle at first, but for some reason, he chose to part ways with Changle.

Song Minhuan didn't see the shadow of the three-eyed female ghost in the temple. He walked up to the statue and carefully looked at the statue in front of him.There seemed to be a little dust on it. He reached out to touch it, but he didn't touch the dust, but he touched something uneven.

He wiped off the layer of sand and dust on the top, revealing the writing underneath.

: The statue of serving the king and the moon slave, serving my lord forever.

Jun Yuenu?Is this the servant's name?

Song Minhuan noticed that there seemed to be handwriting on the same position of Changle God of War beside him.Subconsciously, he wanted to reach out and wipe it away to see what happened. At this moment, a cloudy wind suddenly blew over.

The long arrow pierced through the air with fierce killing intent, and with a bang, it pierced the god statue in front of him, and the visitor showed no respect for the god statue.The shoulder of Changle God of War was pierced, and the floating and sinking substances on it were scattered, and some stones were loose, and several pieces fell to the ground.

Song Minhuan quickly dodged the moment he noticed it, but unfortunately the arrow was much faster than he had imagined. The long arrow grazed his side face, and his side face felt a burning pain in an instant.

He looked over with feeling, and Bai Jingtang appeared at the door at some point, with a smile on the evil monk's face, "You don't really think that this is a place you can come in if you want?"

"Gong Zilan and the others think highly of you."

Putting up the longbow, Bai Jingtang pointed the long arrow at him, tightened the arrow string with his fingertips, and shot another arrow in his direction.

Song Minhuan avoided it with the scabbard, and he took several steps back. The long arrow carried a deep evil aura, and the coercion spread over. Where the arrow blade dipped, part of the ground sank downward.

There was a coolness coming from behind, Song Minhuan turned his head subconsciously, he saw a red shadow on the statue.

Half of the three-eyed female ghost's face was still wrinkled, and the eye on her forehead had no white. At this time, that eye was open, and the three eyes were looking straight at him.

When Song Minhuan turned his head like this, he didn't pay attention, and it was too late when he realized it.A white light suddenly lit up in front of him, and he was no longer in the hall.

He heard the sharp laughter of the three-eyed female ghost, one after another, at this moment he understood that he had almost entered the illusion created by the three-eyed female ghost.

There was a vast white mist in front of him, he stood still, the scene in front of him gradually changed, and a familiar gentle voice came from his ears.

"Shan Shan."

Shen Yingxue?

Song Minhuan didn't answer, but another clear and youthful voice answered for him.

"Master, I'm here—"

A young man wearing a moonflower lotus-patterned robe ran out of the palace. He had a dusty sword hanging from his waist. There was a gentle smile in his eyes. After walking a few steps, he threw himself into the man's arms. inside.

"What are you doing in such a hurry, you haven't tied your hair well."

Shen Yingxue looked down at the other "he", gently helped "him" to tie up his hair again, and led him into Linhua Palace.

Song Minhuan watched from the side, wondering what the three-eyed female ghost meant by letting him enter this illusion, and he was thinking about how to get out of this illusion.

These are the memories of him and Shen Yingxue, he went in with him, looked at it from the perspective of a third person, and now he can find many details that he couldn't notice in normal times.

For example, when he was copying the spell that Elder Zhao told him to copy in the palace, Shen Yingxue was reading the classics by the window, she would raise her head and stare at him after a while, and she would take a long time to look away.For example, there is also a small portrait of him in Shen Yingxue's book. I don't know when it was drawn, but it is round and round, with his hands still open for someone to hug.

Normally he wouldn't do this, unless he was drunk, otherwise he would hug Shen Yingxue immediately, so there was no need for him to act like a coquettish coquettishly.

This was in an illusion, he was standing next to Shen Yingxue, I don't know if it was his illusion, Shen Yingxue seemed to have sensed something, and met his gaze across the air.

Song Minhuan's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment she thought that Shen Yingxue could indeed see him.

Impossible, this is an illusion, it's all fake.

Shen Yingxue looked at him for a while and then looked away, as if that glance just now was just an illusion.

He saw that he was lazy and didn't finish copying the spells. He knew those spells, and it couldn't be easier for him, so he left the rest and didn't copy them.

At night, he practiced a set of swords with Shen Yingxue, and Shen Yingxue always taught him hand in hand.He leaned in Shen Yingxue's arms, and would often step on Shen Yingxue without paying attention, sometimes the sword flower that he pulled out could not be placed correctly, and his spiritual power surged wildly, Shen Yingxue helped him block many of them.

When he practiced sword, he was easily nervous, and when he was nervous, he would tear Shen Yingxue's clothes, often tearing Shen Yingxue's clothes to pieces.Shen Yingxue's clothes were torn, and she had to mend them at night. He looked at the side and couldn't help, and felt embarrassed.

"Master, I will never do this again next time."

With such earnest assurance, he sat beside Shen Yingxue and watched Shen Yingxue sew for a while.Shen Yingxue's hands are so ingenious, not only can practice swords, but also embroider, and also draw, but for some reason the maps are so sloppy.

I only knew this before, and now I know it again.These hands will also sew laces for him, make red lotus snacks for him, and bleed themselves to suppress his evil spell.

He watched from the side, watching Shen Yingxue finish sewing her own clothes, and then sewing his clothes again.Shen Yingxue sewed two more circles of thread on the side of the belt of his Taoist robe, and it also sewed small lotus flowers on it.

He lowered his head to look at his robe, and opened the skirt if he felt it. He didn't notice it on weekdays, but there were a few exquisite lotus flowers on it.Next to the lotus, there is a small "Shen" character, which is neatly embroidered, as if quietly leaving a mark on him.

Shen Yingxue sews her own clothes casually, but she sews his clothes very carefully, stitch by stitch.A man usually practiced swords with rough hands, and it seemed a little awkward to touch the needle, but he was born well, no matter how you looked at it, it was pleasing to the eye.

The word "Shen" was slightly dazzling, and Song Minhuan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.He was usually careless, he didn't notice it, and he didn't know when Shen Yingxue sewed it up.

The candlelight reflected Shen Yingxue's profile, and Shen Yingxue sat beside his bed and watched over him, patiently helping him sew each piece of clothing.Such a watch lasted all night, and he did not finish sewing all his clothes until dawn.

Before he woke up, Shen Yingxue went to the small kitchen. He slit his wrist and poured out two bowls of blood.The wound on his wrist was deep and sharp, and after two bowls of blood were poured out, his whole face turned pale.

The dazzling crimson condensed together, and the wound seemed to spread into his heart along the way.He stretched out his hand to stop Shen Yingxue, but he couldn't touch anything, "Master, stop—"

Song Minhuan couldn't touch anyone, he watched Shen Yingxue's wrist wound covered by Taoist robe, and two bowls of concoction were brought to "he" in the hall to drink.

I was afraid that he would find the concoction unpalatable, as the concoction was fishy and thick.Shen Yingxue took a lot of red lotus-shaped preserves and coaxed him to drink up the two bowls of soup.

Even knowing the truth is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes.Shen Yingxue in front of him never complained of pain, no matter what time she was, she was extremely gentle to him, giving him all her patience and delicacy.

Shen Yingxue didn't care about being entangled by him and touched the wound, she still coaxed him in a gentle voice, asking him if his eyes still hurt, and if there was any other discomfort.

Song Minhuan looked at his memories again, and felt as if a long thorn had been stuck in his throat. He was so choked that it was difficult to breathe in his chest, and it became difficult to speak.

He wanted to tell Shen Yingxue not to hurt himself because of him again.

Don't do this, he doesn't want to see him hurt at all.

The evil curse on him cannot be solved, and everything done for him is not worth it.

He stood there and heard Shen Yingxue talking with Meng Yujin. Meng Yujin was outspoken, saying that they were not suitable, and told Shen Yingxue to be more careful and not to be confused by him.

"Your apprentice is beautiful, but his identity is unknown. Has he told you where he came from so far? He has an evil curse on him... You will not have any results with him."

"He doesn't deserve you."

Hearing the phrase "not worthy", Song Minhuan's eyes were gloomy. At first, he felt that he was not worthy, but later he learned of Shen Yingxue's identity.

Indeed, there are not only rugged and ravines between them.He and Shen Yingxue are like the difference between the colorful clouds on the high mountain and the mud in the swamp.

That person is the reincarnation of Chang Le, who was born to be the best in the Three Realms, and he gathered thousands of beautiful things in one body.

And he is haunted by evil curses, being with him will only be a drag.

He was comparable to ordinary disciples before.But when put together with Shen Yingxue, the stubborn stones are better than pearls and jade, and the eyes of fish are better than phoenix lins. It is obvious that the two are not suitable for each other.

But he was not reconciled in his heart, in order to be worthy of Shen Yingxue, he had been working hard.Compared with other people's opinions...he cared more about what Shen Yingxue thought.

He quietly clenched the long sword beside him, his eyes fell on Shen Yingxue, and he still had a little bit of expectation in his heart.

"When did you become like the world?" Shen Yingxue said with a smile in her voice, "You are talking about Immortal Linhua, not me. If Shen Yingxue says it, I, Shen Yingxue on him."

"Only with him, I am the real Shen Yingxue, not Changle, not the ghost king, nor anything else."

"I am unique in his eyes... the only existence in the world."