"Your brother said that you have been out there for many years. Did you find anything useful?"

In order to avoid being discovered by Lu Jiyu, the two said goodbye to the lingering dust and came to the farmer's house on the saline-alkali tidal flat outside the city.

Nearby is a slum area, populated by salt farmers who can't afford to pay rent in the city, and who have erected their houses with damp-resistant sea wood, with shiny Jiyunze underneath. Three or five families live together, and the long line and bamboo bridge for drying clothes are built with hemp rope between the households, forming a very distinctive floating village.

"I found Wave Fragrance. ”

Lu Xuanhuai, who was walking in front to lead the way, seemed to let down his guard against Nan Ling and said to Nan Ling.

"What is it?"

"Ripple incense is a very powerful thing. ”

Xuan Huai explained.

"Well....... the wave of incense is a fairy thing, a drop of flowers and trees, can re-bloom small flowers, people with broken arms, with wave fragrance fragrance, the flesh will grow again. The dead can be resurrected by soaking in the water that has been scented with ripples. ”

Xuan Huai spoke in a cute tone, Nan Ling listened to her for a long time, and finally understood the origin and function of this wave of incense.

Wave incense is the immortal thing in charge of the reincarnation of the world in the ancient immortal world. Originally, it was the ink used by Si Ming Xingjun to write his lifebook, and it was a mixture of the scales on the candle dragon's body and the tears of the goddess Nuwa.

When mortals are born, they all have names, and Si Ming Xingjun used the incense ink made of wavy incense to register the names of mortals on the life book, and then cast this person's life character. From now on, poverty and wealth, happiness and sorrow are all destined.

But I don't want to, in the ancient immortal realm, the divine dog under the seat of the Erlang God Yang Jian, but because of a moment of playfulness, he overturned the ink bucket of Si Ming Xingjun, causing the ink to scatter in the world and condense into a kind of nephrite. Legend has it that nephrite can live the dead, flesh and bones, very magical.

Since it was originally obtained by a country called Wave Shaki, it was named Wave Shaki. Since it is the fault of the gods, it is no wonder that mortals do not suffer karmic rewards for those who use the incense to bring the dead back to life.

This is not to say that there is no karma, such a thing against the sky, the laws of heaven and earth will never allow it, it is to return the karma to the roaring dog, every time a person uses the wave incense, he will be punished for losing his hair for hundreds of years, piece by piece, bare, so ugly that it screams.

This is a legend of the Datong period, after the first battle of immortals and demons, the immortal court changed hands, and the star monarch also changed positions, and this matter is over, after all, the wave of incense is very rare, and there are very few people who can be resurrected. Compared to those who practice the path of cultivation to act against the sky, this matter is simply the size of a sesame mung bean, and it will pass with one eye closed and one eye closed.

"Then how did you get this wave of incense?" Nan Ling asked curiously.

Xuan Huai thought about it and replied to Nan Ling like this:

It turned out that Xuan Huai, who was wandering around and inquiring about the news, once met a strange person. This man, in Xuan Huai's words, is a dark, dirty weird guy. He covered himself with a black-gray cloak, and his face could not be seen. He spoke like a dry stream, cracked earth, rough and hoarse, like a beggar. Only the pair of boots peeking out of the cloak looked very precious, but they looked very old. It seems that it can be imagined that it should be a rich child in distress. I don't know why he wore a dirty cloak to cover people's eyes.

She met him in a long-distance carriage carrying pedestrians.

At that time, the car was dim, and there were a lot of people, all kinds of things. Xiao Xuanhuai didn't notice this guy. But a few days later, there was a guy in the car who died of a disease, which made everyone feel very unlucky and unwilling to approach, only Xiao Xuanhuai did not dislike it, and seriously wiped the filth on the dead man's face due to vomiting, and offered to bury him.

Someone said: "Dead people who don't know each other, what do you care about so much?"

Xiao Xuanhuai replied: "He is also a close relative of someone. There is still someone in the world waiting for him to come home. ”

There was no smell in the carriage where the corpses had been removed, and everyone felt relieved, and when they heard the words of this simple and upright "young man", they couldn't help but sneer a few times, shook their heads in admiration, and sighed that he was really a good person.

After burying the man, Xuan Huai looked out the shaking window at the simple stone mound she had built with her own hands, muttering to herself, if only she really knew the method of resurrection, so that this person would not have to die in a foreign land.

"Resurrect the dead? I know a way. ”

The weirdo sat in the corner, and the weirdo who never said a word spoke.

It's the weirdo who is wrapped in a tight body.

He told Xuan Huai that there is such a thing as wave incense in the world. Xiao Xuanhuai asked him curiously, how do you know? He replied mysteriously that he just knew. Xiao Xuanhuai asked strangely who are you?

The mysterious guy paused, sneered, and asked Xuan Huai if he knew what the underworld was? Xuan Huai looked at him suspiciously, shook his head, and the man seemed to know that Xuan Huai would definitely answer like this, so he laughed dryly twice, and said in a mocking tone: "Me..... is the person who speaks of the biggest underworld in the world. ”

Xiao Xuanhuai was very excited to learn about Bo Xiangxiang, but she was inexplicable by his brainless words, she still politely thanked the strange man, turned sideways, and ignored the words. The carriage swayed, the road was difficult, she fell asleep unconsciously, and had a big dream, dreaming that she had resurrected Brother Lian with that wave of incense, and when she woke up, the person was gone, and she didn't know where she went.

Xiao Xuanhuai followed what he said, and went around to explore the city, and the emperor lived up to his wishes, and finally asked her to find it, and then she used some tricks to get in, and secretly stole the wave of incense, but she was still discovered, and sent people to look for her all the way, and she actually found Jiyun Kingdom.

Nanling didn't pay much attention to the mysterious man when he heard this.

Xuan Huai led him to a salt farmer's house, greeted him a few times, and the amiable salt farmer's family arranged for Nan Ling to stay and prepare some simple meals. Nanling didn't have a very appetite, looking at Xuan Huai who was gobbling up in front of the table, the chopsticks dipped some vegetable juice, picked it up and put it down. Seeing that she seemed to have eaten enough, she asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xuan Huai used chopsticks to concentrate on pulling the dishes: "I don't know." ”

Nan Ling was slightly startled, I don't know?

Such an important matter, she actually said she didn't know?

Xuan Huai looked at Nan Ling's expression like eating a fly, put down his chopsticks seriously, and said, "I mean, act when the opportunity arises." ”

Nanling was embarrassed. The little girl is a little girl after all, although she is smart, she acts recklessly and has no rules, and she has no plan for what to do. It seems that she has only one idea, which is to sabotage first, not to let Lu Ji Yu turn Lianyin, and then use wave incense to resurrect Lianyin.

Nan Ling couldn't help but be a little skeptical about her choice, following this naïve little girl, is it reliable to do these things? She stole other people's treasures because of the casual words of a strange person, and no matter whether this thing is useful or not, she will definitely be able to resurrect Lian Yin if she wants to die.

Lu Jiyu said that it has been several years since Yin died, but if the soul does not escape into the underworld within seven days, it will become a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and if it becomes a lonely soul and a wild ghost, it is very likely to turn into evil and become a ghost and a scourge to the world.

What's more, Lian Yin also committed murder, just with the ripple incense, can he really recondense a wisp of lonely soul into the body?

In fact, Nanling has a pessimistic attitude.

Although he didn't quite understand why he did this, he seemed to have become one of those bluebirds who flew desperately forward and rushed into the sea without realizing it because of the slightest illusion of the sky. He knows it's stupid, but sometimes he can't control himself even when he knows it's stupid. If everything is an illusion, then let Xuan Huai's illusion be done to the end, let Yingchen live in anticipation all the time, so that there is still the motivation to live. Isn't it?

Sometimes, it is also a cruel torture to wake up a person who is sleeping in a sweet dream and let him wake up and face the cruel reality.

The first chapter on the shelves, very excited, a new journey!!!

(End of chapter)