bookcurios Chapter 41
Chapter 41
nothingness
"Why don't you, your Excellency, rise up to [-] miles?"
Lan Jingyi, who was lying on the bed, raised his arms to cover his eyes, "Sir, are you in a bad mood?" She was more annoying than herself.
The man who took Lan Jingyi's pulse took a complicated look at the Taoist in black, stood up and saluted, "I've seen Taoist Yanling."
Taoist Yanling glanced at the warmth in his phoenix eyes, nodded slightly, and turned to face Lan Jingyi, his voice was as cold as the ice of the polar region, "If it weren't for the nine-turn yin-yang fish to block the sword for you, Jiang disaster would have pierced you with a sword It's my heart." After saying that, he felt a little dissatisfied, "Nine-turn Yin-Yang fish can't be stained with your blood in advance, I told you."
"My fault," Lan Jingyi said before the warmth, sat up, and sighed, "But I am really worried that the remnant soul of Daoist Xiao Xingchen is in Xue Yang's hands. You are my teacher, Xiao Xingchen Daoist Xingchen is my little uncle at any rate, I can't sit idly by."
"Then what are you and Wei Wuxian's generation?" Taoist Yanling turned around with a flick of his sleeves, almost happy, but he found that Lord Hanguang thought of a gentleman towards Wei Wuxian.
"I dragged you into nothingness just for the sake of my junior brother." He raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, "You and Lan Sizhui entered the dream world together, there are some things that are inconvenient to check, now Coincidentally, you enter the Dream Realm first, and use the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Fish to find the place where that person's spiritual consciousness is."
The warmth finally couldn't help but stop, "No, Jingyi's soul is too weak now to enter the dream world frequently."
Taoist Yanling said coldly: "His soul is weak, but he is still protected by the Ningshen bell. That one is not good. When they gather the corpse of that one, if there is no spiritual control, that one will become a murderous corpse."
Lan Jingyi voluntarily got out of bed, cupped her hands and saluted, "Yes, sir, don't worry, I'll go to the dream world right away." After a pause, "Sir."
Taoist Yanling turned his head sideways, "What's the matter?"
"Sizhui, are you okay?" Lan Jingyi still remembered the spiritual power he saw before he passed out, "Did he lose control of his spiritual power before? Did he and Senior Wei have any accidents?"
Surprised by warmth, she asked anxiously: "what happened to A Yuan?!"
Lan Jingyi took a warm look, pursed her lips, looked away, and nodded.
"It's nothing." Taoist Yanling turned his eyes around Wenqing and Lan Jingyi's faces, "he just consumed too much spiritual power and was a little out of strength. He can take a short rest. As for the others, Wei Wei The three elders of Wuxian are protecting them, and they have not been injured."
Lan Jingyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then hesitated, "But, who is that good brother?"
Taoist Yanling left without looking back, "Check it out yourself."
Lan Jingyi watched Taoist Yanling leave, frowning, "You didn't dislike me so much when you pretended to be an elder of the Gusu Lan clan, did you really break the pot?"
Jiang Yanli, who came with a bowl of decoction, sighed helplessly, "You."
"Aunt Jiang," Lan Jingyi saluted Jiang Yanli, took the decoction, thanked Jiang Yanli and his warmth, raised the bowl and drank the decoction, the warm decoction fell into his stomach, and the continuous stream of warmth Slowly spreading from the abdomen to the whole body, the tiredness emanating from the depths of the soul disappeared in an instant, Lan Jingyi frowned, "I feel much better."
"But you still have to insist on taking the medicine." He rubbed the head of this junior from Gusu Lan's family tenderly, "You need to take the Dingpo Ninghun Pill prepared by the doctor of Gusu Lan's family every day, so don't forget it. "
"Sizhui helped me remember it, don't worry." Lan Jingyi took out the Qiankun bag, and took out a palm-sized black and white disc from it, smiling, "I'll go to the dream world first, Aunt Jiang, Aunt Wen , there will be a period later."
Black and white flashed, and Lan Jingyi disappeared.
Jiang Yanli and Wen Qing looked at each other with worry.
At this time, the white mist in the distance gradually dissipated, and an ancient and mysterious formation slowly emerged in the air. Under the formation, other monks in the void sat cross-legged, and the spiritual power in their bodies was continuously sent to the formation. middle.
dream world
In ancient times, there was a sacred tree named Dachun, which was cut off by the immortal elder and made into a yin and yang fish.The fairy leader sneaked into the underworld with the yin and yang fish, captured several gravels from the Sansheng Stone, placed them on the yin and yang fish, and after nine rounds of grinding, they finally became magic weapons. Disappear.
In the noisy city streets, Lan Jingyi looked at the nine-turn yin-yang fish in his hand, and couldn't help recalling what Taoist Yanling told him.The existence of the nine-turn yin-yang fish is a forbidden matter, few people in the world have heard of it, and there are even very few records related to it.Taoist Yanling didn't say anything when he handed it over to him back then, but he just asked himself to keep it safe.
Lan Jingyi couldn't help sighing, to be honest, she seemed to have been tricked.The maker of the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Fish is all dead, is he really okay with this Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Fish now?
Just as he was thinking to himself, the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Fish suddenly had a flash of brilliance. Lan Jingyi's palm burned, and he saw the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Fish float up into the air, and a spiritual force flew out of it. Looking at it, the spiritual power pointed to A ragged child.
Lan Jingyi put the nine-turn yin-yang fish back into the Qiankun bag, walked towards the child, looked at it carefully, and raised an eyebrow, "This child...why does he look familiar?"
It just so happened that the child was sitting in front of a step to rest, but saw a man in a shop opposite him beckoning him to go, the child ran over without thinking too much.
Seeing this scene, Lan Jingyi frowned slightly and followed.Lan Jingyi entered the shop and saw the man took out a piece of paper and handed it to the child, promising that the child would give him candy after he delivered the letter.
Lan Jingyi saw the man's face full of ill intentions, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly looked at the words on the paper. The obscene language was so unsightly, "You bastard!" Lan Jingyi instantly understood the man's intentions. Ghostly thought, this letter must be for the man's enemy, the man dare not go, but actually asked a child to deliver it, what a villain!
Lan Jingyi stopped him a few times, and the children passed through his body happily to deliver the letter. Lan Jingyi, who couldn't touch the person in the dream world, felt panicked and hurriedly followed, but could only look at the person in the dream world. The boy was slapped across the face by the burly man who received the letter, and went back to the store with his hair in his hands to look for the man.
Looking at the injury on the child's face, Lan Jingyi frantically searched for words and cursed the burly man all the way, but he could only watch as the burly man who couldn't find the man smashed up the shop and left cursing.
Lan Jingyi leaned on the wall, looked at the children who were thrown on the ground by the burly man and didn't know what happened, and then looked at the storekeeper who was smashed and dared not speak up, he was so angry that his heart and spleen ached stand up.
The child's nose was bleeding, but he was still thinking about his snacks, so he got up in embarrassment and went to ask the waiter for his snacks.
Lan Jingyi originally thought that both the boy and the boy were innocent victims of the disaster. Seeing the child's injuries, the boy would give some candy to the child, but unexpectedly, the boy suddenly broke out and slapped the boy several times with obscenities. , the sound of that slap made Lan Jingyi stunned, "What are you doing?!" Lan Jingyi stepped forward to stop him, but was in vain, and could only watch helplessly as the child was thrown out. Lie on the ground for a long time without being dazed, and the pedestrians on the road covered their mouths and noses in disgust, hurriedly avoided the child, and let the child fall to the ground with blood on his face.
Lan Jingyi's heart was in a mess, and she looked around in a daze.
From the time the child received the letter to the time the child was beaten out, countless people saw all of this, but no one came to help the child.
Lan Jingyi looked at the guy with a slightly familiar look, and suddenly remembered something, he quickly looked at the surrounding building structures, and finally remembered that he had seen this guy before, and he had been to this place before.
Liyang.
This is Liyang more than ten years ago!When he came to Liyang, he had seen this fellow in a restaurant, but this fellow was just old!
Lan Jingyi looked at the child who was finally able to bear the pain and got up, and knew the identity of the child.
This child is Xue Yang.
How can it be?
Lan Jingyi looked at the future villain in a daze and couldn't believe it. The child walked a few steps and happened to see the man. He was both wronged and happy, and rushed towards him crying, saying that the letter had been delivered, but the snacks were gone. Can I have another plate of snacks for myself?
Lan Jingyi saw that the man had a wound on his face, and was anxious, "Why are you so stupid! Don't go away! He must have been beaten, run away! Xue Yang, you are very fierce?! Aren't you going to cut me off?" Tongue? Why are you so stupid now?!" Lan Jingyi knew what Xue Yang was doing, but looking at this child, she couldn't help but worry about him.
The man kicked the child away, and when the child finally got up, he saw the man getting into the bullock cart and chased after him. Finally, the man snatched the whip from the driver's hand and whipped it on the child's head. The child fell to the ground.
Hearing the child's sharp cry, Lan Jingyi's heart trembled, and then he saw the man driving the ox cart forward, and his body flew towards the child one step faster than his thoughts, but it was of no help, the wheels passed through Lan Jingyi's body. The body overwhelmed the child's left hand.
Lan Jingyi's voice trembled when she heard the child's cry, "I'm not afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, everything will be fine...it will definitely be fine..."
The child cried and howled until his voice became hoarse, until the tears could no longer come out, until the day passed, until the moon was on the treetops, and almost passed out, someone finally picked up his collar, I dragged it to an empty alley and dropped it, patted the non-existent dust on my hands in disgust, and left alone, completely ignoring the crying children behind me.
Lan Jingyi suddenly wanted to laugh, because he found that he still wanted to thank this person. If there was no such person, the child might still be lying on the ground, not sure when he would be beaten again for blocking someone's way .
Time flies in the dream world, and Lan Jingyi knows that the man is Chang Ci'an from the Liyang Chang clan, because the Liyang Chang clan is a fairy family in Liyang, no one dares to mess with it, so no one dares to help this child, He didn't even dare to give him a steamed bun, let alone help the child see the injury on his left hand.
Lan Jingyi watched the child tear off the tattered clothes and clumsily wrap his left hand, watched the child develop a high fever and almost died of burning due to the injury of his left hand, watched the child slowly raise himself by eating leftovers and dead branches discarded by others. After recovering his body, he saw the child carefully hiding himself from being discovered by members of the Chang family... Finally, the child who was about to leave stood at the gate of Liyang City, and looked back in the direction of the Chang family, his eyes were full of cruelty. A gloomy killing intent.
The blood was spreading, the screams were loud, and the strong smell of blood permeated. Lan Jingyi was in the Changfu, with layers of red to black bruises covering her feet, and the whole body was wailing and screaming after being tortured by ghosts. The members of the Chang clan screaming, cursing and begging for mercy saw and heard it as if they were in an endless hell.
Lan Jingyi closed her eyes, covered her ears with her hands, and couldn't bear to watch and listen again.
The voice around her gradually weakened, Lan Jingyi hesitantly opened his eyes, looked around, and found that the location had changed, and the only thing that remained the same was still the corpses all over the floor.
After hesitating for a moment, Lan Jingyi quickly walked in front of a corpse, and carefully observed the other person's clothing, a black Taoist uniform... the same as Taoist Song Lan's.
Lan Jingyi's eyes darkened, and she quickly ran out of the Taoist temple, stood in front of the Taoist temple, looked down at the blood-stained plaque on the ground, and saw the words "Baixue Temple".
Lan Jingyi couldn't help taking a step back, and the scene in front of her changed accordingly.
"Chengmei," a voice came from the front, "how is the matter in the corpse refinery going?"