I had a dream.

The long street was twilight, the sun fell on my body, like a warm glow coat, the cool evening breeze was blowing in my face, I hid in the corner, holding a small bag in my hand, staring at the oblique corner.

Several figures swayed over, and the one headed by walked like floating, shaking and shaking, and picked one from the gourd stall on the side.

The shiny bald head really makes people want to shoot it a few times at first sight.

I took the stone out of my baggage, took aim and threw it at it, he groaned, looked up, and I was busy and hidden.

"Who! Who! He shouted.

"Who's sneaking up on our boss!"

I took out another one, tossed it lightly in my hand, and as soon as I thought about it, the stone struck him in the head from the other direction.

Grain after grain, they fled with their heads in their hands, and I covered my mouth and giggled.

"Shopkeeper Tian." An old voice suddenly sounded.

I looked back, and Xu Tanweng took the burden and smiled: "Why are you bullying them again." ”

"Hey, hey." I got up and clapped my hands, "If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, who asked him to ask me for protection money every once in a while." ”

"You didn't give it."

"He can snatch it."

"Hahaha!"

I put the bag away: "You're tired of walking, sit down." ”

"No, I don't want to move again this time, I'm leaving, you be careful."

"You should also be careful, it has been raining these days, and the road is slippery."

"Haha, I know, I know!"

He passed me, his back against the sunset, slightly clumsy, and I watched him leave until he disappeared into the crowd, drifting away and disappearing.

The long wind crosses the sky, and the dream is like a surging sea of clouds, changing rapidly.

At the bustling bridge, the little brother who sold sugar gourds looked at the beautiful woman in the distance. The two children beside him were obsessively staring at his sugar gourd strings.

A few embroidery girls passed under the bridge, holding the embroidered basket and laughing in a low voice.

Not far away, a maid in green clothes looked left and right, and quietly handed a letter to a thin talent.

The river is babbling under the bridge. The song is like a song, the twilight of the world, the most beautiful is so.

Aking up from the chaos, my body was lying on the stone platform, my eyes still covered with white silk. There are low voices on the side.

"There's nothing to be done."

"There's really no way?" Master Zun Dao.

"What else can be done, now even the Zhengyang Array can't disperse her turbidity, and if it intensifies, she will be swallowed directly."

"Yes, you can also look at it, I know that Jiu'er is different from others, but there are so many graves in the mountains behind you, and there are fewer life and death experiences than parting."

After being quiet for a long time, Shizun said in a low voice: "But the ninth day of the first month, she is too bitter in this life. ”

"We're old. What misery on earth has not been seen? Buy her more delicious food, and make up for it for the rest of her life. ”

The speaker turned around and raised his hand to slowly pull out the long needles on the center of my eyebrows and the side of my face.

My throat was a little dry, and I said in a dumb voice, "Master." ”

He stepped over and helped me up, removing the white silk from my eyes: "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." I said.

I looked at the figure standing aside with a long needle in his hand, and my blurred vision gradually cleared, and I said, "Old man in front of the hill." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and his eyebrows raised: "You recognize me?" ”

I turned to another tall man. His eyes were full of anticipation: "What about me, what about me?" ”

I smiled: "Uncle Songyun." ”

"Hahaha!" He laughed, "It's good to be recognizable, it's good to recognize." ”

I lowered my eyes and looked at the jade platform under me, my mind was very confused. Sort them out one by one.

They didn't speak, they looked at me quietly.

After a long time, I raised my hand to look at the back of my unformed hand, paused, and I looked up at Shizun: "Master, I want to go back to the house." ”

It was raining lightly outside the hall. It was already dark, and Master was not at the door.

A few maids waited for me with umbrellas and sent me back to Fuhuanju, and when I entered the house, I glanced at the closed door of Master's room and wanted to go over, but I held back.

The rain outside the house became heavier, and it was falling tricklingly, and by the small lamp under the eaves, you could see the raindrops falling on the windowsill, and the splashes were clear and clear, like jade beads falling on the plate, one by one.

The room was as old as it had been when I had left six years ago, and I told the maids to go back to rest and then close the sashes.

After meditating for a long time, I got up and went to turn over a few books, and when I came back to study the ink and lay the paper, I heard the master knock on the door of the master's room.

I tensed up, my pen froze, and before long, Master's cries of grief were heard.

My tears followed.

Qing Luo appeared in the middle of the night, a young body who didn't know where to find, was stunned when she entered the house, and looked at me: "The ninth day of the first month? ”

"Qingluo." I looked at her.

She was overjoyed and walked over and said, "It seems that you are normal." ”

I hummed and lowered my eyes to continue writing.

She looked at the bookcase, "What are you writing?" ”

"Organize your thoughts."

She raised her hand and moved a stool and sat down next to me: "I'll accompany you." ”

"I'm going to Kunlun," I didn't look up, "it's too far, is there any way you can get me there in three days." ”

"Did you figure it out?"

"Nope." I stopped my pen and looked at the inkstone quietly, "I can't figure out why it would be me." ”

She didn't speak, she was silent for a long time, and said: "Everyone has a life, and I am not as hard as you, but I don't understand why my father imprisoned me for a hundred years." ”

Captivity.

I frowned slightly, remembering the dull hair.

It turned out that when we first met, the enemy it kept saying was us.

It turns out that it has been pestering me stupidly because of the blood curse, which has given it a delusion.

It turns out that tens of thousands of people have been looking for the catastrophe, and it has always been a bit stupid and fierce around me.

"Did you think of being stupid?" Qing Luo asked.

"Well, the Yue family is so sorry for it, it has been lonely and claustrophobic for a thousand years, how did it endure it."

"Don't think about that."

"Do you remember how badly I treated it before, how sad it was at that time, and now I see it clearly, if it had known a qiē then, how much it would hate me."

"But don't forget," she said, "that it is fierce by nature, that it eats raw meat, and that it is deceived precisely because it is greedy, and if your ancestors had not sealed it at the bottom of the sea, how many people in this world would have died in its mouth?" ”

I nodded slightly, "Hmm." But at the end of the day, I'm still sorry for it. ”

She sighed heavily: "So, do you really want to leave?" ”

"Anyway, I won't be able to last a few days, while I'm still awake. Whatever you can do is what you can do. My eyes became vain, and I whispered, "But I really can't figure it out." ”

"Then don't think about it anymore."

I shook my head: "I just can't figure it out, what do you say is fate, is it the will of God?" ”

"The Ninth ......"

"Why doesn't it snow in the summer in Qunan. Why can't so many impossible things in the world become a little more possible, such as I want my father and mother to be there, for example, I want to live a few more years. ”

"Stop talking stupid."

I frowned and nodded: "Okay, then you go and find a way, the sooner the better, within three days, I must rush to Kunlun." ”

"You don't need to go to Kunlun, Kunlun is in chaos now, let's go to the Lone Star Long Hall first. Then go directly to the Great Wilderness or Treading Dust Island. ”

"No," I said, "I'll go to Kunlun." I looked at the pages that had been dried, "Whether it is the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Desert, the Nine Heavens or other divine realms, those places are completely unfamiliar to me and I can't control them, and stepping on the dust island, the catastrophe has already suffered a loss there, how can I go again." ”

She paused. Some hesitated: "Chu Jiu, you don't need to control it, you are just, just a sacrifice this time." ”

"But I don't trust those people."

If someone has bad intentions. At that time, I could only be slaughtered by others, and the war in the demon world was protracted, if I was unfortunately in the hands of some traitors and was taken to blackmail, I knew that the master and they would not compromise anything because of me, but after all, I would inevitably blame myself, and I didn't want them to be embarrassed and sad.

I looked at the thoughts on the paper. Said lightly: "Those people in Kunlun like to watch from the wall, except for the Yujing Sect, the Xunhe Sect, and the Zicui Sect, what have the other five sects done. And the Yujing Sect, even the Bihai Sect where the Xue Immortal Venerable himself is located, there are people mocking him, these people who sit back and relax, now that the front of the door is on fire, they finally know that they are afraid. ”

"I know they are hateful, but on the ninth day of the first month, once Kunlun collapses, it will not only be for them, but also ......"

"Isn't there me as a sacrifice," I raised my eyebrows lightly, "Canghai can be sealed and turned into a catastrophe, why can't Kunlun, where their immortal qi gathers?" ”

I know Qing Luo's concerns, and I also know what Kunlun's status means to the world, but I am willing to sacrifice this dry bone not to let Kunlun have peace, but to have my teacher and my friends in this world, and everything I love and care about is here.

I took out a few sheets of paper and handed them to her: "Here's what I thought. ”

She reached out and took it, glanced at it, and pointed to one place, "Where is this?" ”

"Xunmeng Mountain South Lake, I'm not good at painting."

"Then this is the South Lake pear orchard."

"Well, I looked it up from the book." I picked up "Travels in the Clouds" from the side and said, "I liked to read it when I was young, and I kept it in the house all the time. ”

"I'm not good at witchcraft," she looked at me, "but I see this as difficult, are you sure you want to do it?" ”

"This is Ling Wei's Thousand Realm Array and Taiqing Soul Sealing Spell."

The realm east of the Chengxu Mountain Range is the best place to seal the catastrophe, and there are still many spiritual mountain stones and jade mines on the slopes of the west bank.

With jade as the guide, this is the superior witch array, and then the South Lake and the qi of the heavens and the earth and the mountains are complementary, this will be the most magnificent formation I have set up in this life.

Moreover, I still have some luck in my heart, according to the current situation, the people of the Wanzhu Realm must have rushed to Kunlun a lot, if I can kill a few before I die, I can take some revenge, it will be a little.

Qing Luo looked at the drawings for a long time, raised her head and said, "Chu Jiu, I believe you can do it, but will your body be the same as a few days ago?" She paused and said softly, "Chu Jiu, how long do you think you can last?" ”

"I have my own way of this," I said seriously, "you go and think about how you can get to Kunlun as much as possible, and leave the rest to me." ”

She nodded: "Okay, then I'll go to those elders and trick a big bird over." ”

"Well, I'll wait for you at the back mountain and the bald cliff before today."

"Okay." (To be continued.) )