It was a spring day, the sun was just right, and the snow-capped peaks of Fuyu Mountain quietly poked out a small corner from the eaves, with the K!ssing beast squatting high-spirited beside it.
The mountain wind blew by, and some of the neem tree flowers fell to the roof. Perhaps because of good feng shui, this is the tallest neem tree that Lila Ni has ever seen. It once reminded her of the invulnerable apricot trees on Xinghua Island. Even the purple flowers are somewhat similar, unique to the Xie family. Wanggui is only slightly lighter in color than it.
Lila Ni suddenly realized that she had really stayed in Xinghuazhou for many, many years.
"Xiaoyun, please remember, the way of heaven is the way of heaven, and people are people. The way of heaven is unpredictable, but the human heart is always somewhat predictable..."
In the past, the Lord of Xinghuazhou also looked at Wanggui like clouds and mist, and said this.
An earthworm can still shake a tree, but the ants may not have to be caught without help.
Lila Ni suddenly felt a bit unwilling, saying that the way of heaven is unpredictable, and every bit of misfortune that does not fall is like a gift. Does luck and misfortune come from the hands of heaven or the hands of thousands of people?
The hall was silent for a long time, until a dull collision sounded.
Adrian Wen put down the cup in her hand, lowered her eyes and looked at the shadows of trees moving on the ground for a while, then raised her head and said lightly:
"Where's the guy who said he saw the fire?"
Mr. Wang suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, took a breath and said, "Just wait in the side room."
The man was dressed as a peasant, and when he saw many people in the hall staring at him, he couldn't help but flinch. Mr. Wang said a few words to him warmly in the local dialect, and then the man spoke in Mandarin, which was not very fluent. .
"I... am new here. I live in each house. I built a hut with thatch for a long time. There," the man swallowed, "I stayed up at night. When I saw something bright, I quietly approached it. One o'clock, look, see a ball of fire, floating, and there are people, many people! "
Adrian Wen: "When did this happen?"
"Three...three days ago." The man stumbled and answered.
Adrian Wen nodded.
Mr. Wang asked again, "Is there anything else?"
The man shook his head. Mr. Wang looked at Adrian Wen and asked the boy to take him out.
No one spoke in the hall for a while. Lila Ni sat next to Adrian Wen, separated by a narrow coffee table, and the slight draft brought a little bit of strange fragrance. The couple's expressions were obscure and unspeakable, and Mr. Wang's vicissitudes of face could not conceal his anxiety.
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In the middle of the night, the full moon hung high in the sky, and the distant mountains turned into thick and faint shadows. Outside the city, it was desolate, and all the wheat seedlings that were lush during the day were submerged in the darkness.
This place is just a small town where you can walk from east to west with three sticks of incense. The lights are very sparse at the moment, except for a few stars in the distance like will-o'-the-wisps.
Adrian Wen took a deep breath of the evening breeze, and the green smell of vegetation and a little bit of rain came far away along the wind.
Maybe, it will rain later.
she thought uncertainly.
Lila Ni arrived not long ago and didn't know that there were no seasons changing in the sky. It was warm as spring all year round, even though there were snow-capped peaks beyond the sky.
She was used to such an environment, but now, she suddenly felt that she had stayed in Wuwentian long enough.
Under the moonlight, Adrian Wen's robe flowed like mercury, and a slanting shadow was reflected behind her.
Lila Ni followed subconsciously, but suddenly stepped on the elongated shadow. There was nothing under her feet, but she suddenly pulled away a little.
After an unknown amount of time, the two of them had already reached the middle of the long-deserted field. Their feet were covered with scorched earth. The aura of thunder had not completely dissipated. The surroundings were eerily quiet, except for the low hum of insects.
Ding---
The unmarked jade medal hanging around his waist swayed among the soft fabrics, but there was an inexplicable distant crashing sound. Lila Ni was shocked, and his mind seemed to suddenly come back.
Adrian Wen paused and wanted to reach out to hold Lila Ni beside him, but he still put his hand down and said hesitantly:
"The aura of the Heavenly Tribulation is still a bit heavy. If not, why don't you go back first?"
Lila Ni unconsciously touched the warm jade pendant around his waist.
Adrian Wen gave this to her when she came down the mountain, saying it was a belated apprenticeship ceremony.
She occasionally felt that Adrian Wen was too careful with her, as if he was holding a fragile glass bottle. But she was far less fragile than she thought.
Even if it is a gentleman's sword, no matter how polite it is, it will still see blood.
She didn't speak, just shook her head.
"Okay then, follow closely."
"Toharu-kun."
Coincidentally, the couple had already arrived here, like two silent phantoms in the night. Judging from the dew on their bodies, they must have been there for a while.
Their relationship should be quite good. Adrian Wen thought about the every move between the two that seemed to be in harmony, which should have been harmonious, but she always felt that there was something wrong with this couple.
Something insurmountable seems to have been between the two of them for a long time, and yet they seem to be pursuing something whose outcome they already know.
Adrian Wen stopped, and a faint golden thread suddenly rose from her fingertips. It was as thin as a gossamer, but it instantly extended to the end of the field of vision. As far as the eye could see, there was no end in sight, as if it had directly crossed the sky.
It seemed to be directly condensed by the flowing moonlight, and it also seemed to be the epitome of the boundless stars.
The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to freeze for a moment, and a distant scream sounded in my ears, like the sound of extreme wind, or the howl of a monster.
The jade pendant around Lila Ni's waist lit up for a moment, and the hazy light shrouded her in an instant, and the nameless past that swayed in the long night disappeared like snow melting.
There was once a person here, and she felt a pain in her heart. Although it was only for a moment, the pain seemed to cross the boundaries of time and body and reflected on her.
Adrian Wen's eyes were slightly closed, and in his mind's eye, he saw a city that was connected by a thread. The city had high pavilions and corridors, and was extremely beautiful. This was a large city rarely seen in northern Sichuan.
On the other side, in the void, a phantom gradually appeared, reflecting a bit of bright red on the dark soil.
In the phantom are countless blood-colored runes. The rapidly flowing runes look like overlapping masks in the moonlight, stacked up irregularly. At first glance, they look like countless grotesque facial features, ferocious and terrifying.
"Is this a thread?" Wang Pingjun turned around and looked at the aura in Adrian Wen's hand that looked like a golden ball of light in shock.
Although the golden thread is faint, you can still see the runes flowing like breathing on it, and the shimmering light has a fascinating beauty in the dark night.
It is said that Thread-Line was originally a secret technique of the sharks, but it was later spread to the human race for some reason. It was originally used to find people and things, but when used to the extreme, it was half-divination.
Lila Ni stared at the direction where the thread disappeared and asked unconsciously: "What's there?"
Wang Pingjun looked from a distance, and there was only coldness on her round face that looked very gentle. After a long time, she said: "...hug Shuicheng, Gu family."
Under the moonlight, the earthworm-like bloody runes gradually faded and disappeared again amidst the silent breathing of everyone.
Lila Ni was startled, this breath was a little familiar.
Three years ago, when she was training in Qingzhou, she encountered many "non-returners" with this kind of atmosphere.
"Non-returning people" are actually not people, but creatures that are made up of the residual souls of thousands of monks who died in Qingzhou mixed with evil spirits. Most of them have no consciousness and only know how to devour their former kind to experience the moment again. of flesh and blood.
Only the most violent and pure evil spirit can cultivate "no return to people", which has always been a specialty of Qingzhou. So, what is the benefit of this formation?
Beside them, Wang Pingjun and Lin He's expressions, which had never relaxed, were a bit more ugly.
Adrian Wen stared for a long time in the direction where the string disappeared, "Burning Bone Formation."
Lila Ni was stunned when Adrian Wen's voice was calm, but she inexplicably heard a hint of coldness that she tried to suppress.
"Using bones as an array and resentment as a spirit, a demon was created from scratch. I never expected that there would be such a delusional person in northern Sichuan."
The moonlight was cold and cold, and the faces of the couple became extremely pale, and a hint of violence flashed past.
"This formation is one of the great evil formations handed down from ancient times. Very few people know about it. However, there was a bone-burning formation in the snowy plains of Qingzhou thirty years ago."
Adrian Wen sighed, paused for a long time and continued: "That person entered Qingzhou in search of treasure, but was used by evil cultivators and introduced into the formation. Fortunately, because the yin energy was too heavy, too much evil energy gathered, and it didn't take long for him to They were discovered by the monks and quickly destroyed."
Wang Pingjun's lips moved. She remembered this incident, which was quite a big deal at that time. After all, Qingzhou was a battlefield many years ago, and later it became a barren land because of the bloody war. The evil cultivator probably valued this point when he set up the formation there, but it was Xiao He who made him successful and Xiao He who made him fail.
However, Qingzhou is an ancient battlefield, what about here?
And, why?
"Seriously?" she muttered.
Adrian Wen nodded silently.
In the government office, the attendants, who were half farmers and half handymen, looked at the four people returning home at night with awe and fear.
Four immortal masters who were rarely seen on weekdays came at once! After the excitement passed, he quickly became worried. People said that the land was unlucky, but now it seemed true. So what happened?
It should be possible to solve it...it won't be like the village next door and next door that suddenly disappeared one day, right?
Watching the people's backs drifting away, the guard muttered a few words silently, and then suddenly thought of his toddler baby.
The four of them were silent all the way. The couple was obviously worried, so they just nodded and went back to their room.
At this time, most people have already gone to bed, and those who get up early will have to get up in a few hours.
Monks do not rely on sleep. Even if they don't sleep for a few days, they can be energetic. However, sometimes, sleep seems to be a nature that cannot be abandoned, and it is inherently comfortable.
The agarwood is burning slowly in the carved incense burner, and the vague fragrance floats through the hollow holes.
Adrian Wen sent Lila Ni to the room and said, "You should rest early."
"Uncle Master." Lila Ni suddenly called out to the man in Tsing Yi who turned around to leave.
"how?"
"...It's nothing." Lila Ni said calmly.
The dim light reflected Adrian Wen's face in an extremely hazy and soft manner, like jade that had been moistened over the years.
Just for a moment, the things he was about to say disappeared without a trace.
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