The lights are off.

The curtains blocked all light from outside, and the bedroom went dark, except for the set-top box that still shimmered.

Cheng Yun fell asleep.

Little Lori scanned around in the dark with a pair of big eyes, and after a while, it got up from its little princess bed and tiptoed to Cheng Yun's bed.

……

Cheng Yun dreamed of Changyao Daoist again.

Since the death of the old Taoist, the Changyao Taoist has traveled the world alone.

There is no destination, no direction, you can stop when you want to go, and you can stop wherever you go.

When you meet the city, you can buy wine freely, when you see the village house, you will come forward to ask for water, the ancient banyan tree will take shelter from the rain, the mountain cliff cave will take shelter from the wind, rest when dusk comes, and set off at sunrise in the east. Sometimes, when he came across a place with a great view or simple residents, he would stop for two days to rest or stay for a while, and this was when he had good luck traveling the world. Sometimes when he encounters evil people and demons causing chaos, he doesn't mind summoning a sword to kill them and eliminate harm for the world.

Sometimes he walks into the mountain demon group banquet, just to drink wine, sometimes he frolicks with children, and only for Bo Yile.

Visit famous mountains and holy places, chat with the best people on the way to practice, find the abode of demons, and be driven away by the big demons.

Sometimes he also gets acquainted with people, whether it is a scholar or a farmer, whether it is an old man or a child, or even a human or a demon, he only cares about fate. But he never wants to leave any love and hatred, when he gathers indifferently, when he scatters, when he leaves, he never lingers much, at most he waves his sleeves, and the back of walking while drinking gradually disappears at the end of the mountain road, stepping on the morning mist and dew.

It's as if this is what fate should be.

He thinks he is dashing.

I don't dare to get married.

But sometimes fate is unstoppable.

……

He had met two people who made him want to take them as apprentices, and he wanted to leave a legacy like his master did, and also find a companion on the way to the clouds.

A scholar, whose family is in the middle of the road, plows and eats himself in a small dilapidated house outside the city, and studies for his fame.

The son of a farmer, kind-hearted, hardworking and simple, has formed a good relationship with several demons.

So the Changyao Daoist made a five-year covenant with them, saying that after five years, if they still had the idea of seeking immortals and asking questions, and still maintained this pure heart, he would accept them as apprentices.

Come back in five years.

The book is born and died, tuberculosis, and there is no medicine for mortals, let alone a scholar who can't afford medicine at all.

The farmer's son has already married a woman, married to a woman from the next village, I don't know if he still has the idea of cultivating immortals in his heart, but he is now worried about the family's livelihood.

The Changyao Daoist left.

Five years!

For him, he walked a few places and saw a few landscapes, for a short period of time.

But for mortals, five years is enough to completely change a person's life, and even enough to make a person die.

It's fate.

A mortal cannot resist, and neither can he.

……

Changyao Dao remembered two women in his heart.

One is a mortal woman.

At that time, the world was already full of chaos, there were demons who were causing chaos everywhere and confusing the king, and there were also cultivators with unscrupulous intentions who stirred up the peace of the land for the sake of Bo's interests. The evil demon Dao, which has been squeezed by the righteous human race for many years, has risen again, and has started a great war with the famous mountain faction of the human race and the immortal holy land. All of a sudden, something messy came out, as if an existence that controlled the rules fell asleep, so the people and demons who originally followed the rules were all messed up.

When the Changyao Daoist first arrived in Xuzhou City, both sides of the path were full of white bones, and they creaked when they stepped on it.

Wild dogs gnaw on human corpses, passers-by catch frogs and locusts and stuff them into their mouths, and children and women dare not go out for fear of being killed by hungry people and dragged away as meat food. The city is sparsely populated, mostly young people, no old people, and occasionally someone is blown down the street by the wind, and immediately attracts a large group of people with yellow faces and thin muscles and green eyes as if they were scattering a piece of gold.

The city is filled with a strong stench, there is feces, and there is a rancid smell and a demonic smell.

At that time, the prefect was under siege by refugees, and among the refugees, there were still mixed with the former soldiers and servants, and there was no shortage of familiar faces of the prefect. There was no food to eat, and everyone became a beast.

The Changyao Daoist drank back these people and eradicated the monsters who created the troubled times, but they did not necessarily save the people of the city, at least they saved the prefect's family.

The daughter of the prefect is young and beautiful, has been studying since childhood, has a strong temperament, and is ready to start a fire, but she was rescued by the wandering Changyao Daoist, and she is very grateful.

At that time, Changyao Daoren was not the appearance of this sloppy middle-aged man, although he was unkempt, he was also handsome and had a young face.

Half a month later, Changyao Daoist left Xuzhou City.

The daughter of the prefect begged to go with him, but after being refused, she followed him all the way, out of the city and over the mountains.

In desperation, Changyao Daoist turned into sword light and rushed to the sky.

He thought he would get rid of the woman.

But the woman still inquired about his whereabouts, crossed mountains and rivers, took many wrong paths, passed him many times, and almost caught up with him many times.

When Changyao Daoren saw her again, she was unkempt and ragged, and her original white and tender skin had become dark and rough, and she had lost her former beauty. But she still thought about him.

The people of Changyao Dao don't care about this.

But he is a cultivator, and he travels the world, how can he bring a mortal woman with him?

He has lived for hundreds of years, and some emotions have long since degenerated, and he deliberately suppressed them if he did not degenerate, so as not to recreate the knot in his heart, how could he accept the emotions of a mortal woman?

He rejected the woman again and flew away.

When he returned, he saw that the woman had hanged herself and her body had been thrown haphazardly in the woods outside the foreign city.

The Changyao Daoist was silent for a long time before he said according to the thoughts of the cultivators in this world, "I shouldn't have come back. ”

……

The other is a big devil.

She has practiced for thousands of years, and her mana has reached the sky, and she has controlled a remote city, where all living beings are her livestock, providing her with essence, soul and blood food, so that she can prolong her life and increase her mana.

In this city, no one can escape her clutches.

The cultivator of Changyao Dao has attained, and he comes with a sword, with anger and self-confidence, intending to eradicate this demon.

But the ugly demon said they had known each other.

What did she say about the agreement in her previous life, what she said about waiting for him for a thousand years, and what did she say that this city was full of his enemies, so she tortured them for generations in this life.

Oh! The words of the demons! It's just trying to mess with my mind in advance! It's just trying to deceive me and let me let you live!

He'd heard the same thing too many times.

If you catch the way, you will be escaped by this demon, or you will be killed by her or even become her puppet.

Changyao Daoist didn't listen to a word, and the sword was like thunder.

The sword was about to strike, but the female demon said that she should go back and make some preparations.

Changyao Dao people are proud to the bone, and they are not afraid of her. He set up a sword array outside the ancestral hall in the city to prevent her from escaping, so he let her prepare as she pleased, thinking that when she was ready, he would break her only way of life and kill her in a dignified manner.

If this can be done, it will be able to deter the evil of the world!

Maybe...... Those who are in chaos in this world, whether they are demons or wicked people, can be restrained a little because of this!

But when the female demon came out, she didn't have any weapons in her hands, and there were no helpers behind her, only two banshees turned into two delicate little girls and followed her. And the female demon also changed her appearance, no longer ugly and terrifying, maybe she changed back to the way she was before she entered the demon path, or maybe she changed after a certain human beauty, she also smeared powder, dyed red lips, and held a little red horse in her hand.

"Do you remember?" she asked.

"Stubborn unknown!" the Changyao Daoist snorted.

"Alas......"

"Boom!"

The thunder was vertical and horizontal, and the sword light illuminated a radius of thousands of miles, and the entire city trembled under the spiritual power.

Put away your sword and stand in the air.

The demons are gone!

Changyao Daoren frowned tightly: "Why doesn't this demon hide, could it be that it still has a way to escape?"

First turn over the ancestral hall and dig three feet into the ground.

Look for the city again, and don't let go of a brick or tile, a grass or a tree.

It took ten days.

In the past ten days, each day has been more disturbed than the previous day, always remembering the appearance of the demon who has become a normal woman, her relieved eyes, and her last sigh.

To make matters worse, he heard some legends in the city that upset him.

In the end, Changyao Daoist stood in the air, looking at the ancestral hall where there was only one deep pit left: "This devil is really sinister in his heart, he actually arranged this plan early, knowing that if he is not against me, he will definitely die, but he still intends to mess with my Dao heart at the last moment!"

He kept saying to himself: "The devil is the devil, and the heart cannot be overcome! insidious, really insidious......

After doing so several times, he broke through the air.

This is the end of the legend of the 'Wine Sword Fairy' in the world!

A hundred years later, no one remembers him.

……

Cheng Yun woke up suddenly, and his head hurt terribly.

This Nima ...... His resistance is now much stronger than before, so he has instilled so many things in his brain?

Cheng Yun scolded in his heart and rubbed his head.

Suddenly, I felt an itch on the side of my neck, and there was a warm fluffy thing, still moving.

Cheng Yun turned his head to see that little Lori seemed to be awakened by his movements, and was lazily moving her body with the action of rubbing her head, and finally lifted half of her head from under the pillow and opened one eye to stare at him.

Cheng Yun was speechless: "Why did you run to my bed again! Didn't you tell you that you sleep in your bed and I sleep in mine, you get me a pillow of hair again!"

Little Lori stared at him with her eyes open, and it took a long time to wake up, and she suddenly raised her head and looked out again.

Why did this human get up so early today!!

It instantly came out of Cheng Yun's pillow, trotted back to his little princess bed, and got into the small quilt, only revealing one head, and then continued to stare at Cheng Yun sleepily.

"Huh?"

"I'm not mistaken, I'm not dreaming, I'm awake now. Cheng Yundan said painfully.

"Huh?"

"Pretending to be crazy and selling stupid ......"

Cheng Yun glanced at the hair that fell on the side of the pillow, and told it to clean up by itself later, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it, half sat up and leaned on the soft backrest at the head of the bed, thinking about last night's dream.

It seems that the people of Changyao Dao are not very chic.

On the contrary, it is full of knots.

It's just that......

"The last story looks like a dog's blood. Cheng Yun frowned, he couldn't remember many things in the dream, and many pictures had become blurry, but he still felt the feeling, as if he had experienced it himself, but it was too long ago and his memory was blurred. Of course, he may not feel the same way about these things as Changyao Daoren, but he can always guess a thing or two based on this.

"Is it really a demon design, and it will mess with your Dao heart before you die, or is there really reincarnation?"

"Reincarnation, ......"

Cheng Yun asked the old master about the 'soul' a long time ago, and later he also consulted the Lord of the Snow and the little mage.

In general, reincarnation is dictated by the rules of the universe, which is a cyclical mechanism, but not every universe has such rules. There are 'souls' in every universe, but the rules of each universe are different, resulting in different concepts and functions of 'souls' in this universe, in short, this is a relatively complex thing. Some universes have a mechanism for circulating the soul, and after death, the soul becomes blank and then reattached to the body of the newborn. In some universes, people are scattered, returning them to their origins, and each creature is reborn and a new soul is reconstructed.

For example, in the Earth universe, this rule does not exist.

It's just that some people on the earth fantasize about such a thing according to their instinctive yearning for the afterlife.

The Eagle God once speculated that it may be because people in the transcendent universe can come into contact with 'deviate energy', and the composition of souls is much more complex, so it is more difficult to construct new souls, resulting in the universe deriving such a reincarnation mechanism, which can more or less save 'it' some effort.

Cheng Yun hadn't asked Changyao Daoist if there was reincarnation in his world, but this possibility was very high.

Shaking his head, he didn't want to think about it, it affected his mood too much.

It's just that he didn't expect: "This person used to be really a big guy!"

got up and got dressed, and saw that little Lori was standing next to his pillow and picking up his hair seriously, and by the way, he also picked up his hair and divided it into two piles, Cheng Yun shook his head and began to wash.

He went upstairs for a walk, ready to move his body to breathe in the fresh air before coming down to cook, but he saw Changyao Daoren sitting on a chair on the edge of the roof, facing the east, as if looking at the red sun rising on the edge of the city in the distance.

He carried the wine gourd, which trembled in his hands.

I saw Changyao Daoist holding the wine gourd tightly, as if he was saying to the wine gourd: "Be quiet, you and I have been destroyed in the original universe, although some people have escaped, but only you and me have come to this world." You should thank me for bringing you out, if it weren't for me, you would be ruined with that universe now and even the most basic energy doesn't exist!"

The wine gourd was still trembling.

Changyao Daoren didn't care, but shook his head: "Eh, if you want to open up, the world you and I are familiar with has been destroyed, and everything you and I have seen and known is long gone, and it is also fate for us to be here together......"

After speaking, he suddenly turned to look at Cheng Yun: "You also woke up so early?"

Cheng Yun nodded: "I was tossed all night last night, and I didn't sleep well." ”

"Who? who is tossing you? It's definitely not a female doll, if you have a grudge, I'll cook for you, and you only need half a bottle of that red hair medicinal wine as a reward......"

"Red Hair Medicinal Wine? That's a lie. ”

"Huh?"

"I bought it for my grandfather, and I was charged an IQ tax, which is actually similar to brown sugar mixed with wine, and it has no fart effect, and it's strange that it's hard to drink. ”

"I see, that half bottle of five-grain spring ......"

"Don't think about it. ”

"Huh?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to beat him. ”

"Oh......" Changyao Daoren let out a long sigh, "Forget it...... then"

"......" Cheng Yun was a little speechless.

He looked at the wine gourd that had quieted down in Changyao Daoren's hand again—this wine gourd had followed him for many years, right?