Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Dead Reborn

Somewhere in Tianlin Yongzhou, an unknown valley.

The sound of the murmuring water of the stream, the valley is full of beautiful orchids, and the valley is blooming with a tree of wisteria, only to see a brilliant lilac, like a waterfall, hanging down from the air, deep and shallow purple, flowing, glowing with a little silver light, just like the murmuring stream from time to time to splash splash.

Passing through the wisteria waterfalls, in addition to the brilliance, there is also a faint fragrance, and the fragrance seems to be light purple, dream-like gently shrouded in this secluded path and the bamboo houses shaded by thousands of green bamboos.

Walking through this bamboo forest that is particularly inconsistent with wisteria rose, there is a zigzag verandah in front of you, the stones under the steps are spread into a road, there are several bamboo houses in it, the backyard of the bamboo house is full of medicinal fragrance, it is like a medicine garden, there are more large pear blossoms and plantains, there are a few open green bamboos next to it, a gap suddenly opens on the bamboo, and the water flows out, watering the garden.

Yao Huang Wei Zi, floating green and flowing pills, such a gorgeous and colorful scene shrouds the bamboo house like a dream.

"The most difficult way to disguise is to imitate the charm. ”

In a bamboo house covered with wisteria, a woman in a blue shirt and feather coat stood next to the bed, frowning slightly and looking at the man sitting upright on the bed and masked with a white veil and only his nostrils exposed.

"You should first cultivate your self-cultivation here. ”

The woman in the blue shirt and feather coat put her hand in the copper basin water, and the originally clear water quickly became dirty.

"Can the face change back?"

A hoarse, slightly embarrassed voice came from the man's mouth.

"It's just a simple transfiguration, not a change of bones, and it's not too difficult to change back later, but the person who brought you here asked me to tell you one thing when you woke up, your current situation is not good. ”

The woman in the blue shirt coughed lightly, and learned from the man to speak: "You have no martial arts now, you have lost all your internal strength, there are not many friends left in the rivers and lakes now, and your enemies have been all over the streets recently, if you don't want to die early, stay here quietly for a few years." ”

"You're imitating the tone of your voice, but do you know who I am?"

The white-gauzed masked man listened to the tone of the blue-shirted feather-clad woman's voice, and it was easy to think of a person, but the white-gauzed masked man suddenly thought of something and asked.

"We have been closed in Ziyan Valley for many years, not to mention you, even if Your Majesty comes here today, we don't know who his surname is and what he looks like. ”

"My name is Wang Yimu. ”

The white-veiled masked man hesitated for a moment and said slowly.

"It doesn't matter what your name is Wang Yimu, Wang Yishui, Wang Yihuo, or Wang Yiming, as long as you don't make trouble in this Ziyan Valley, whatever you call it. ”

The woman in the blue shirt and feather coat, who called herself Lan You, was not interested in Wang Yimu's identity, picked up the water in the copper basin that was already turbid, and didn't even look at Wang Yimu when she walked out of the door.

Wang Yimu touched his nose in embarrassment, for the first time, someone was indifferent to his self-registration, and did not show a shocked look on his face. It's just that the tip of the nose feels slimy, as if something strange has been smeared.

Ziyan Valley?

Wang Yimu had never heard of such a name in the rivers and lakes, but now Wang Yimu has not experienced this feeling of weakness for a long time.

Wang Yimu clenched his palms slightly, felt the strength in his body, thought for a moment, and still stood up, but when he stood up, his legs and feet were weak and he fell to the ground. But after all, there was still a little strength left, and Wang Yimu slowly walked out of the door with his body crooked.

"Your body is in poor condition right now. ”

Wang Yimu opened the door, crossed the bamboo steps, and couldn't help but squint when he saw the scene in front of him at first sight, like a waterfall of wisteria hanging on the eaves, and in the distance was the green bamboo, criss-crossed, and there were two or three people walking between the bamboo verandahs and roads, as if people were walking in a dream.

The person who spoke to Wang Yimu was a young boy with bright eyes and bright teeth, and his bright eyes looked up at Wang Yimu who was masked in a white veil.

"Master said you need to recuperate. ”

Wang Yimu looked down at the childish boy with a very serious expression, his palm lightly covered the child's head, he didn't speak, and his eyes showed a trace of nostalgia. Wang Yimu's little thumb stirred the child's ponytail, and his thoughts drifted a little away.

"Master said, you can't leave for the time being!"

The childish child angrily grabbed Wang Yimu's sleeve and tried not to let Wang Yimu leave here. Although Wang Yimu has no internal strength and no skills, it is still easy to deal with this child, after all, no matter how weak an adult is, it is not something that a child can deal with.

Soon, the child's feet were already hanging in the air, his hands were hanging on Wang Yimu's arms that were walking crookedly, and he was dragged by Wang Yimu step by step.

"Stand down. ”

A crisp voice came from the backyard.

Even if her face was full of exhaustion and servant dust, she still couldn't hide her delicate facial features, her snow-white skin was as gorgeous as satin, and her eyes were an endless blue, which belonged to the brightest sky color, shining with scorching brightness.

"Childe, please go back to your room and rest. ”

The woman said softly to Wang Yimu, a pair of slender white hands were already covered with dirt, and she was holding a medicinal herb in her hands.

Wang Yimu looked at the woman's eyes and shook his head.

"If the concubine wants to be unfavorable to the son, why wait until now. The woman in the lilac gauze shirt sighed slightly, thinking that she had guessed what Wang Yimu was thinking.

"I really can't imagine that in this kind of place, there will be such a tall person as a girl. It's just that I didn't think that the girl would be bad for me, but I have been drinking the rice porridge made by my lady for a long time, and I miss it very much. Wang Yimu smiled slightly and said to the woman.

The woman was silent for a moment, walked straight across the cobblestone road, and entered a bamboo house, where a wisp of medicinal incense wafted out.

"She's your master?"

Although Wang Yimu didn't know why the woman was silent, he squatted down and looked at the angry child with eyes that only showed the white veil and asked with a smile.

"Yes!"

The childish boy looked at Wang Yimu's smiling eyes, a vigilant look appeared on his face, and he took a few steps back, and crossed his hands in front of him.

"I'm not going to do anything to you, just wanted to ask where is this?"

Wang Yimu did not continue to approach the child, but waited for the childchild to take the initiative to find a psychological safety distance before asking.

"Ziyan Valley. The child said vigilantly.

"What's the name of the largest city nearby?" asked Wang Yimu with a squint.

"Yuanfang City, what do you want to do, I won't tell you anything!" The childish boy realized that something was wrong, and quickly covered his mouth and looked at Wang Yimu in front of him with smiling eyes and white veil.

"Then how many years is it now?"

"Yongchu? It's been nine years since Yongxing. ”

The childish boy looked at Wang Yimu suspiciously, he didn't understand why this strange man asked these strange questions.

"It turned out that I was sent to Yuanfang City, Youfeng County, Yongzhou, and transported from the border of Jizhou to Yongzhou, and there were few officers and soldiers to check it, and it seems that there is someone helping among them. But why has it been nine years since Yongxing? Your Majesty really hasn't survived the catastrophe of life and death, and I don't know which prince ascended the throne and changed the name of the era......"

Wang Yimu roughly sorted out the environment he was in, gently patted the child's head with his hands covering his mouth and asked, "What's your name?"

"I won't tell you that my name is Guo Yu!"

"Okay, I didn't know your name was Guo Yu. ”

Wang Yimu smiled and waved his hand to this young boy named Guo Yu, and couldn't help but think that his wife seemed to be pregnant when he left, and after all these years, did the child born by his wife be as cute as this child? And how has his wife been doing all these years?

Wang Yimu recalled the past and walked back to the bamboo house where he had been staying, his smiling eyes gradually became calm, and his dark eyes looked at the bronze mirror on the dresser in the house.

The bronze mirror reflects Wang Yimu's current appearance.

The white hair is like snow, the eyes are full of vicissitudes and exhaustion, the white veil hides his face, and he can't see his current appearance.

"Is it worth it?"

Wang Yimu asked himself.

"I don't know. ”

Wang Yimu replied to himself.

At this moment, in Wang Yimu's depleted dantian, there was a drop of tenacious and unyielding water in the shocking scene, which slowly ran along the cracked dantian, and a wisp of colorful smoke slowly rose behind him.