Mo Lingfan opened his eyes and saw that the unfamiliar room was empty, the furnishings in the room were very quaint, and a row of screens embroidered with purple orchids blocked his view of the door. The house is very large, and there are some calligraphy and painting antiques. Mo Lingfan estimated that it must be a good thing.

Gently lifted the quilt, and in an instant, the coolness from the quilt made Mo Lingfan secretly frightened, this must not be an ordinary thing.

After getting out of bed and putting on his boots, Mo Lingfan did not forget to turn around and fold the quilt on the bed, and the bed also revealed a trace of coolness, this bed is also a fairy product! He secretly thought: "This place must be the residence of a high-ranking person!"

After quietly doing this, he walked out, and then found that there were wooden tables and rattan chairs on both sides of the screen, and there were round cups and low pots on them, all of which were jade-colored, as if there were spirits, elegant and solemn where they were placed, and it could be seen that the person who placed him was meticulous.

After walking through the screen, a long wooden chair appeared in front of him, and when he saw this wooden chair, Ling Fan couldn't help but guess, "It's an old man?"

"There is Mr. Tao Qian in the poetry book, drinking in the wooden house, ploughing the South Mountain, seeing chrysanthemums quietly, and writing poems with long songs. This is the place today. Mo Lingfan couldn't help but sigh when he heard the sound of gurgling water outside the house.

"Wouldn't it be faster if there were any more people who led the piano and poetry, the mountains and rivers flowed, and the wine was in the sky!" A voice came from the room, but Mo Lingfan couldn't tell the location.

"Who! is that you?" Mo Lingfan was startled, and quickly stood up and asked respectfully.

"I'm not a master, you have to find someone to wait for you outside. Go after him. Then he stopped making a sound.

Mo Lingfan didn't hesitate, he pulled his legs and ran outside, he must have been rescued by the master, otherwise he was probably still in the hands of that monster, and he must repay it well, and he couldn't be lazy.

As soon as you go out of the house, it is actually a courtyard, more like a garden in front of the house, all kinds of strange flowers and plants, mixed and in front, and the two sides are green forests and green bamboos, faint and fragrant.

Mo Lingfan cautiously avoided these flowers and plants, and tiptoed to the door, for fear of hurting a flower and plant, and after a while, he finally came out of the garden safely.

Looking up again, he was stunned, the clear spring waterfall, flowing endlessly, thousands of miles in the sky, blue as washing, green grass dotted on the shore, wild flowers dotted in the meantime, far and near distinct, there is a light mist hidden above, beautiful like a fairyland.

"This is a fairyland!" Mo Lingfan couldn't help but exclaim, taking a big sip of air, "What an abundant aura!"

The man in the room smiled secretly and ignored his performance.

Mo Lingfan calmed down in a moment, and when he looked at it, he suddenly found that the spiritual power in his blood mark was converging into his eyes, and his vision became clearer and broader, "Is it the use of blood marks?" An idea popped up him.

But in his field of vision, he had already spotted a figure by the waterfall not far away, and without saying a word, he ran over there. Because this is a place of seclusion, there must be no outsider, and this person must be the owner of the wooden house.

The waterfall is not far away, and you will arrive at the foot of the waterfall in a blink of an eye, and you can watch the waterfall from a quiet distance, which is more magnificent and majestic, and the sound of the water is more clear and majestic.

The man turned his back to Mo Lingfan, so that he couldn't see clearly, but he spoke first: "Awake?" The tone is ordinary, like a general greeting.

Mo Lingfan now has this question, but he can't say it, why did he come here, why did he only remember that he was arrested, and he didn't know what happened next. And he wanted to know why this master brought him here?

But before he could help but speak, the man spoke again: "I know you have a lot of questions, you first ask what you want to know the most!"

After hearing the instructions, Mo Lingfan immediately blurted out and asked, "Why can't I remember what happened after I was arrested?"

Gu Ming didn't move, the breeze blew his sleeves, his long hair fluttered against the waterfall behind him, and he changed his mouth and said: "Everyone has an angel and a demon living in their hearts, sometimes you are an angel, sometimes you are a demon The two become a complex person when they are together." ”

"Anything else?" After Gu Ming finished speaking, he asked, his face did not change, and he could not see joy.

"Then when I became a demon, did I hurt others?" Mo Lingfan then asked.

When Gu Ming heard this question, the scene of the blue-haired and red-eyed boy holding his sword and drinking his soul and bloodthirsty appeared in his mind. A river of blood!

Gu Ming turned around and said to the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, "No!"

You can also ask one last question. Gu Ming said a little tiredly.

Mo Lingfan also felt strange, but he didn't say it, and he didn't know, but the moment he looked at Gu Ming, what he saw was not the old man he imagined, but a young man in his twenties, with indifferent eyes and a fair face, and a sense of antiquity that came from the breeze. But after being surprised for a while, Mo Lingfan began to think about the last question, and he thought about it carefully.

For a long time, the sun went from mild in the morning to scorching and dazzling in the middle of the day. Gu Ming remained motionless, quietly watching the waterfall rush down, waiting.

"Then how can the angels be present and the demons perish forever?" Mo Lingfan's firm voice sounded, the sun and the water waves were still, there was silence, and Mo Lingfan also felt that he couldn't move. Even the waterfall stopped halfway.

That was Gu Ming's shocked eyes, wide open, his body emitted a faint blue light, he actually had the ability to freeze the waterfall. "Powerful!" Mo Lingfan only had this one impression left in his mind.

Gu Ming's complexion suddenly softened, and he turned to look at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy again, and the waterfall and the water waves began to collide again, stirring up a large splash.

Everything has returned to its previous state, but Mo Lingfan knows that everything just now has really happened.

Gu Ming looked at this child, and Mo Lingfan also slowly raised his head, looking at this person who looked only a few years younger than himself, his eyes were full of awe.

Gu Ming's serious face suddenly smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll teach you!"

"Oh... Thank you, master, I'll kowtow to you. As he spoke, he fell to his knees and knocked his head three times.

"Congratulations to Brother Gu for being a good apprentice!" A white shadow floated in, and smiled at Mo Lingfan: "Little brother, if you don't meet for a while, you won't recognize me?"

The person who fell on Mo Lingfan's side was the person who spoke in the previous room, he was personable, his clothes were simple and unpretentious, but his appearance was charming, coupled with the fluttering feeling of flying immortals, he was like a god!

"Introduction, my Qin Spirit, called Qin Ming. Gu Ming said, and then turned around and disappeared in place.

"Master?" Mo Lingfan wanted to say something, but Gu Ming was gone.

"You leave him alone, he's used to it, he's a rectum, and it's not easy to get along with, but now that I have you, my life is better. Hehe" Qin Ming smiled at him, making Mo Lingfan very uncomfortable, "But that guy is actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside, you know!" Qin Ming said again.

"Thank you, Brother Qinming. Mo Lingfan thanked Qin Ming for his reminder.

"It's Qin Ming, not Qin Ming, my name is Qin Ming. "Uhh

"Brother Qin! I will call you Brother Qin from now on. Mo Lingfan said.

"What do you call me, big brother, I'm old enough to be your grandfather. Qin Ming smiled: "But I like this title, after all, I am still young." We're the same. ”

Mo Lingfan was secretly happy that there would be such an enthusiastic person here, he liked such a person, just like the big brother of the underworld, but the big brother in the spiritual sea seemed to have disappeared. There has been no movement.

"By the way, little one, let me ask you, why do you want to worship him as a teacher?" Qin Ming asked solemnly.

"Because I know that he can make me an angel, so that I can not hurt others, I can see that I must have done something to hurt others when I became a demon, I can't do that anymore, I still have to protect my Grandpa Tang, even Grandpa, Xiaolan, and..."

"Can you see that?" Qin Ming knew that his memory was sealed, but there should be something left, he knew Gu Ming's cultivation and ability.

"Yes, I can feel that the master doesn't seem to be telling me if I've hurt others. Mo Lingfan's blood mark discovered Gu Ming's concealment and fed back to Mo Lingfan, so that he could see a master's concealment.

"Oh, by the way, I've been arrested for so many days, Grandpa Tang must still be looking for me, I want to tell the master to keep Grandpa Tang safe. With that, Mo Lingfan ran in the direction of the cabin.

"There is truth and goodness in the world, and there is a good future regardless of the future! Those bad memories, let us remember them for you!" Qin Ming looked at Mo Lingfan's back, the sun went down, stretching his shadow, and dyeing the clear spring red.