c_t; Chapter 673 The Quietly Erecting Back Wave (I)

Three days later.

Below the Shuiyue roundabout, on a thin golden sand, a roaring bonfire rises. The bonfire tower made of fire oil pine wood was wrapped in the corpse of the frightening stone, and against the backdrop of the sparks, it seemed so small and powerless. Liu Beishui wore a dark filial piety robe, standing solemnly in front of the bonfire tower, looking at the corpse licked and licked by the tongue of fire, deformed little by little. Ye Qingcheng still had a large number of scars on his body, his body was wrapped in silver-white bandages, and he stood in front of the bonfire tower like a mummy, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

The sun sets, the waves are gentle, the autumn breeze is cool, the sunset is thick in the sky, and the water and sky are magnificent.

The smoke from the bonfire drifted into the sky in the light breeze and finally disappeared into the clouds. Except for Yuntian, Ye Qingcheng couldn't imagine that there was any other human being who could be a legend like Hua Jingshi in his life. In the roaring firelight, he even felt in a trance that Hua Lao was not dead, and it seemed that one day, he would emerge like a mystery, wearing his beloved red robe and carrying his kind smile.

However, he knew that after this bonfire was extinguished, there would be no god of war in the world.

The flames lasted for several hours before they were completely extinguished. The bones of the god of war were very tough, and they persisted for a long time under the flames of this most violent fire pine, before they were completely shattered and turned into ashes.

Ye Qingcheng carefully cleaned up the charcoal, and all that was left was a large amount of ashes.

The ashes mixed in the ashes are actually not difficult to identify. The ashes are not like sand and gravel, nor like wood ash, but like pieces of broken jade, warm and smooth, just after incineration, with a little bit of temperature, after cooling, it is more like jade fragments. It doesn't hurt your hands, it's light, and all the ashes add up, and they don't weigh a few taels. It's just that in this pile of ashes, picking out all the ashes without leaving is a matter of patience.

A crescent moon slanted across the sky, and the waves gently lapped against the beach. The full text of the latest chapter is like two people picking up shells on the beach, the two brothers Ye Qingcheng, holding an ash altar, silently picking up the ashes in the ashes.

About an hour later, Liu Beishui sat on the beach with a very light ash jar and looked at the cool sea silently.

Under the bright moonlight, he seemed to return to the past. When he was very young, because the wind spirit in his body was too majestic, his body could not bear it, and he suffered from a "strange disease", and his body and mind were tormented. Compared with his own grandfather, Hua Lao is more like a meticulous grandfather, he holds him in his arms, takes him wherever he goes, and takes care of him carefully.

"Hua Lao was an old friend of the Hanging Pot Gong. Ye Qingcheng thought of Liu Beishui when he was a child, and said: "You say, at that time, could it be that Hua Lao secretly used means to invite the hanging pot to save you?"

Hearing this, Liu Beishui's eyes trembled suddenly. The teenage imp, under the wing of the old man, grew into a man who stood up to the sky. But the old man was reduced to a handful of ashes and put into a jar. Time can't go back, the original scene has changed, and now the little ghost at the beginning holds the old man in his arms, but he can't do anything but mourn.

"Goo-goo-goo-goo......" Ye Qingcheng raised the wine gourd and drank non-stop. Then, he stretched out the wine gourd and said, "Do you want it?"

Liu Beishui shook his head, always holding the ash altar, looking at the sky desolately.

Time flies like a white ji, and if you are not careful, the autumn night on this sea is already dark.

The crescent moon is like a thin piece of ice, floating indifferently in the western sky, and most of the stars on the sky have receded, only the morning star is particularly bright. Under the cool sea breeze, Ye Qingcheng woke up from the drunkenness in the fog, opened his eyes, and saw the lone star waning moon, the waves rhythmically lapping the beach, Liu Beishui was still on the beach, holding the ash altar, looking at the endless sea.

Ye Qingcheng casually picked up two crabs on the beach, mentioned Liu Beishui's side, and said, "Why don't you eat first-"

As he spoke, he found that the sad look that had been shrouded in Liu Beishui's face had dispersed like a dark cloud in contemplation overnight. His eyes were silent, but bright, like the bright stars in the sky, full of hope.

Hua Lao slaughtered too much in his life, and finally he regained his freedom, reflected on the sins of his life, and the guilt weighed him down, making him disgusted with life and not wanting to live anymore. Liu Beishui said: "However, he can't do nothing, just choose a quiet place to die." Perhaps the biggest regret in his life was killing Akira Miyagawa, although he was controlled at that time, it also made him disgusted with himself. He knew what Akira Miyagawa meant to humanity, it was a hope like a rising star! So, at the end of his life, he chose to push the two of us into the fire pit, he wanted to be able to see that new star again before he died, rising under the burning flames! Big brother, you are all the sustenance of Hua Lao, no matter what happens in the future, even if it is broken bones and souls, I will push you to the throne of the beastmaster!"

Ye Qingcheng sat down beside Liu Beishui, stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulder, and said, "You can't do this for me, you have your way, I don't want you to help me all the time, but I hope you can become the strongest medicine king in the world like Hanging Hugong." ”

"Hmm. Liu Beishui nodded, took out a letterhead, and said, "Summoning Xiao Wu out." ”

Suddenly, a space-time smoke floated in the air, and then formed a circle of green dragon space-time gates that connected from end to end.

"Squeak!" A crisp cry came, and Xiao Wu jumped out of the space-time gate with joy and jumped onto Ye Qingcheng's shoulder.

Ye Qingcheng shook out a blood-colored box and opened it, and there were two treasures inside. This is the blood dragon seal, one of which is a transparent bead, there is a blood-colored small dragon shadow in the bead, it is a dragon pattern seal; the second is a light red spirit bottle, which contains half of the ethereal liquid, this is the dragon spirit, due to the overdraft consumption of the war between the god of death and the Yongmen ancient guard, the pure spirit left of this dragon spirit is not much, only ninety times, only a little more than the green dragon spirit, but a lot less than the wind dragon spirit.

"Xiao Wu, this is your gift. Ye Qingcheng handed over the dragon spirit to Ranwu.

Xiao Wu has a straightforward personality, never subtle and pinching, Ye Qingcheng gives it anything, it will take anything, sometimes it doesn't give, it will also grab it, it is not like Lihuo, indifference is also mixed with the personality of the elder brother, it is a willful little sister.

However, it was very smart and knew what kind of treasure Ye Qingcheng gave it. It put away the dragon spirit bottle, hugged Ye Qingcheng's neck, and kissed him fiercely, so happy that he couldn't help himself.

"As for how to use it, Master Tiger will hand it over to you then. Ye Qingcheng thought about it, Tianmu Tiger might be in the Dragon Clan now, so he asked, "Is the Tiger Lord on the mainland?"

Xiao Wu shook her head, then thought about it, learned to be funny, and screamed "wow".

"Where is the left-eyed Aurora senior?" Ye Qingcheng said.

The left eye aurora is an old toad, one of the pillars of the Yun clan, with the archery of gods and ghosts piercing the stars and the moon.

"Squeak. Xiao Wu nodded.

"That's fine, Zuo's senior will guide you on how to use it. ”

Ye Qingcheng's explanation is over. Liu Beishui handed over the urn to Xiao Wu, put the letterhead in his hand into the urn, and said seriously: "Xiao Wu, this matter is very important. Send this urn to Liu's house and give it to Yuxian and the black blind man, and when they see the letter, they will know what to do. Can you help me with that?"

"Squeak!" Xiao Wu nodded in response.

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)