The man nodded sobly, with an obsessive look on his face, raised his hand to hold the old woman's face, and said softly: "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, come home with me." ”

The old woman looked happy, rubbing the man's palm with its bark-like old face, "Are you willing to ruin your own face for me?" ”

The man nodded mechanically, and the other hand became a claw, placed on his face, the green tendons and hand bones on the back of his hand were clearly visible, and the nails were pulled down hard after digging deep into the skin, and five blood marks appeared, dripping with blood.

The man seemed to be ignorant of this, ruined the left cheek, and scratched the right side with his backhand.

The old woman looked at it quietly, showing a satisfied expression, "Now, take me home." ”

The man smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, smiling very happily, but the wound on his face was constantly bleeding, he grabbed the old woman's waist and legs, held the old woman in his arms, and walked back with joy.

The old woman's sleeves waved, the brazier and the cloth bag disappeared at the same time, but there was an ancient mirror in her hand that was missing, which supported the ancient mirror under the man's chin, so that the blood that gathered and flowed dripped onto the surface of the ancient mirror.

In just ten meters, the mirror surface was dyed red, and the nightmare was once again young and beautiful, but the man's face was festering and blackened, exuding a rotten stench.

……

In front of Ji'an Temple, Su Chan leaned against the door and poured a sip of rice wine, looking at the man who gradually appeared from the thick fog.

The man's cloak was added, and the wide cloak covered his face, and he couldn't distinguish the appearance, but Su Chan knew who the person was, and he sprayed a mouthful of wine outside the door and chanted: "Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog." In the middle of the night, the morning goes. When you come like a spring dream, you go to the clouds and have nowhere to go. ”

The rice wine fell to the ground, the person stopped in front, and a dull voice came from under the cloak, "Who are you?" ”

"I am a scattered immortal in the mountain, falling into the dust of a thousand catastrophes, the distinguished guest comes to the door, the poor pillow is bad, and he does not get up to greet him, I don't know where the distinguished guest comes from? Where to go? ”

Su Chan half-leaned on the door, crossed Erlang's legs, his posture was lazy like a real drunk, he didn't squint when he spoke, his eyes looked at the door pier in confusion, but his words didn't look like he was drunk.

"The guests of the ten directions sit on the heavens and the earth, the people of the eight directions, the souls of one party, and the ghosts and gods. The guests of the ten parties are strange, and they are ordered to kill by the ten parties, and they are here to arrest the traitors Li Qianchen and Yi Seventeen, do you know where these two people are now? ”

"The ten parties detain the heavens and the earth, the people of the eight directions, the souls of one party, and leave one side to prohibit ghosts and gods...... It turned out that it was the seventh master of the wind who was a guest from ten directions, disrespectful, disrespectful. Su Chan held the wine gourd sideways and casually arched his hand, poured another sip, leaned his head against the door frame and said: "Poor Dao is a loose person, ignoring the world, not asking about the world, if Mr. Feng is looking for someone, he should go elsewhere to inquire." ”

The Taoist said with a smile! The Ji'an Temple here is quite peculiar, in the next way to run around and tired, can the Taoist make it convenient for the head of the road to let the wind settle here? Feng Qi secretly probed, but found that the enchantment casually laid by the Daoist in front of him could not be easily crossed.

"It stands to reason that Mr. Feng came from afar from Shifang, and the poor truth should be the friendship of the landlord, but the poor road is just a gatekeeper, and he rashly left Mr. Feng to live, just for fear of annoying the master, so he did not leave Your Excellency."

"If that's the case, I won't bother at the bottom."

Feng Qi bent down slightly, and when he turned around, a round pu fan came out of the cloak.

The name of this thing is the wind and fire fan, it is the magic weapon of the wind and the strange, it is rumored to take the cypress wood of Laojun Mountain for ten thousand years, and the Hongding of Lushan Mountain is the furnace, with the two fires of civil and military affairs, and the refining is made by 9981 days.

Wind and fire fan out, one fan for the wind, two for the fire, the wind for the wind, the fire for the real fire, restrain the world should be evil, combined with the wind Qiqimen formation, invincible.

As soon as the wind and fire fan came out, accompanied by the wind scattered, the surrounding fog dissipated instantly, and Feng Qi was about to step diagonally, but before he raised his feet, he listened to Su Chan's drunken words and chanted:

"The wind rises and grows in the forest, like clouds falling from the curtain; The wind rises and the mountains are like a torrent; The wind blows up the dust, like silk. I have a side, tell the wind to listen, the wind and dust are miserable, and the widow of the dream building is ...... personally"

Su Chan fell asleep soundly, looking at Fengqi, in the dark, a pair of starry eyes stared, his eyes were puzzled and a little panicked, hesitating, and finally put away the wind and fire fan and left silently.

Until Feng Qi was far away, Su Chan opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Feng Qi's departure, and his gaze could not be withdrawn for a long time.

"Ah......" Su Chan yawned, stretched, covered the stopper of the wine gourd and got up, "Come out." ”

"Thank you for reaching out again."

There was a one-armed and one-eyed old man who came out of Ji'an Temple, and if Yi Seventeen was here, he would be shocked, this person was Bai Wuji.

"Fengqi is here, and the other three must follow, but after a few months of peace, this world will be chaotic again......" Su Chan seemed to be talking to himself, ignoring Bai Wujian on the side, and walked towards Ji'an Temple.

Bai Wujian looked at Su Chan's back, hesitated again and again and said: "Real person, now that the ten directions are chasing after you, if the four of them gather together, ......

Su Chan didn't hear it, flicked his sleeves, a breeze sent Bai Wujian out of the door, the gate of Ji'an Temple slowly closed, after a while, only Bai Wujian stood in the fog with a sad face, Ji'an Temple has escaped into the fog, as for whether it is still in this world but unknown.

……

The proprietress of the Plum Restaurant is middle-aged and widowed, and she has to raise a stupid son in addition to running the Nuoda Hotel.

Aunt Mei's son's name is Yang Ning, it is said that the high fever burned out the brain when he was a child, and he has not been cured since then, Yang Ning in the year of the dancing elephant is fat, apricot eyes and nose, often holding a bamboo stick plate and sitting at the staircase, if people look at him, he will be stupid and smirk.

Li Qianchen saw Yang Ning for the first time, Yang Ning let out a "hehe" stupid smile, there was still half a sugar gourd left on the bamboo skewer, the saliva melted the syrup, and the napkin that dripped on his chest was dyed red.

"This child is Aunt Mei's son, fifteen years old, and a high fever falls like this, which is also pitiful."

Li Qianchen often recuperates in the house, and has not seen Yang Ning yet, Yi Seventeen feels pity, Yang Ning lost his father when he was young, and Aunt Mei runs a hotel, and often takes care of him flawlessly.

"The self-conscious and shrewd man is sorrowful in every way, and the mediocre person disturbs himself, but this foolish man is carefree and happy. Although we are not stupid, we are not as comfortable as this idiot. ”

The two helped each other upstairs, and for Li Qianchen's words, Yi Seventeen said disapprovingly: "The difference between humans and animals is that they think, they can't think, and they talk about being complacent all day long, but they are deceiving themselves and spending their time in vain." ”

"The wise are happy, the fool is happy, the child is not a fish, and the fish is happy?"

"The wise are happy to be wise, and the wise are happy to be foolish, and do not take it." His stupidity is not what he wants, you envy him for being content in a corner and enjoying it, but you don't know that he is being bullied and ridiculed. The day before yesterday, I went out to buy and saw him squatting on the side of the road and using dog shit as food, and the children around him hit him with stones, and he didn't know how to dodge. ”

The two returned to the room, rain and fog one after another, the room was damp and stuffy, and it was finally sunny today, Yi Seventeen insisted on taking Li Qianchen out for a walk, but it turned out to be windy again, so he had to come back.

Yi Seventeen went to collect his shoes and socks, Li Qianchen pushed open the window, and the breeze came slowly, making the room not so damp.

"Although you cultivate all things and have spiritual paths, you are actually more stubborn than anyone else." Li Qianchen chuckled and sat down by the window, he just felt that Yi Seventeen was too easy to pity, but he didn't expect to be lectured by Yi Seventeen, so he had to smile bitterly.

Yi Seventeen sat at the end of the bed, tidied up his shoes and socks and clothes and said at the same time: "All things have spirits, and they do their own thing, if fate is the way of heaven, then it is my life not to accept fate, and it is not the same way to conform to the way of heaven." ”

"You, now you are more and more sharp-toothed, Li is willing to bow to the wind, and you are ashamed."

Yi Qiqi stopped the movement in his hand, and when he saw Li Qianchen's expression of forced laughter, he knew that Li Qianchen was making fun of him again.

Yi Seventeen didn't mean to argue with Li Qianchen, but what Li Qianchen said shouldn't come from his mouth, Li Qianchen's fighting spirit was gloomy after being frustrated, if he couldn't be vigilant at all times, he was afraid that he would become more and more depressed.

"Proper ventilation is good for your health, but you can't blow it for too long." Yi Qiqi deliberately diverted the topic and got up to close the window, but heard Li Qianchen say abruptly: "The wind is up......"

After closing the window, Yi Seventeen turned around and saw Li Qianchen looking out the window, with a solemn expression, and asked tentatively, "Is it really a strange wind?" ”

"Sooner or later, the guests from all directions will chase after us, and if we meet again this time, we are afraid it will be difficult for us to escape."

"Feng Qi is here, this place is so big, he can't find us for a while, after lunch, we will go to get Gui Xiyi, and when we collect a hundred devils cry and return to Ji'an Temple, he can't help us."

Having said that, even if it is really as Yi 17 said, is it really safe to return to Ji'an Temple? In the end, it's just a matter of living under the fence. It's just that Li Qianchen didn't dare to say it to his face, he was the pillar of Yi Seventeen, even if he was tired and tired, he couldn't show a trace of it, if even he fell, who else could Yi Seventeen rely on?

Without waiting for the two of them to come to pick up the clothes, Bai Wujian had already sent the clothes over, not in person, and sent a package to the front desk of the hotel.

After the apple box was opened, there were two sets of clothes, one white and one red, which were Guixi clothes.

Yi Seventeen didn't understand why Bai Wujian would send it by courier, instead of waiting for them to come to the door to pick it up, but Li Qianchen said: "Bai Wujian must have known that Feng Qi was coming, so he hid, and his broken arm was cut off by Feng Qi." ”

Li Qianchen once said that Bai Wujian's real name is Bai Man, and his real body is a winged bird, and a winged bird is born with one eye and one wing, and cannot fly.

Keiko helped Bai Wujian complete his true body, and after Keiko's death, Bai Wujian returned one eye and one arm, and no longer transformed into a complete form, walking in the world as an old man all the year round, and loving one person in this life.

Yi 17 caresses the wedding clothes, the fabric feels cold and delicate, caressing it like touching the baby's skin, which makes people love it.

"There is a good person in my heart, and I don't regret this life. It turns the longing for Keiko into a stitch and thread, and every time it sews a set of wedding dresses, it is to reminisce about the past, which has changed with each passing day for decades, but it has been living in reminiscence, this love, unswerving. ”

Fingers brushed over every stitch, and the touch on the hand seemed to tell the story of that tragic love, Yi Seventeen could even imagine Bai Wujian's expression when he sewed this wedding dress.

The needle and thread in his hand are the bits and pieces of the past, and what he sees in his eyes must be Keiko's smile before her death, it smiles with tears, and imagines that this wedding dress is worn on Keiko, and it must be the most beautiful bride in the world.

"The origin is deep, and the enemy is still fated and has no share, and the creation makes people, after all, it harms others and yourself."

Yi Seventeen looked at Li Qianchen with tears in her eyes, she didn't understand why Li Qianchen could be so calm, although Bai Wujian was a demon, he knew "love" better than people, such a miserable and beautiful love, how could he end up with a comment of "harming others and harming himself"?