Chapter 1 The hot earth is cold, and the poetry is still turbulent when drunk
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Ever since the young man had fought in and out of the hosts, slashing and capturing the flag like a leisurely stroll, all the Candle Ghost had been convinced, and from then on, the Candle Ghost had been proud to have met such a master when the Ghost King traveled through the dust.
When he said goodbye, he bumped into the big battle, and he said that he had killed in and out several times, but he didn't think it was too much at the time, but after all, he was a little out of strength, so he stayed in the Candle Ghost Domain with Qiong Wei for a few more days to recuperate. In these days, Xingyan remembered Qiong Wei's reckless behavior when she was alone behind enemy lines, so she spoke harshly to Qiong Wei until she burst into tears. After that, he took her to wander around in the Candle Ghost Domain, looking for secluded visits, and passing the boring time of recuperation in the past few days.
Walking leisurely in the Ghost Sea Spirit Domain shrouded in the dark sky also allowed them to discover some new places. For example, about 200 miles away from the northeast of the Nine Netherworlds, there is a forest as white as snow, in which the white bones are lined up, and all kinds of light gray and pale bone jade branches bloom with five-colored flowers, among which the soul shadow is faint, like a pregnant new ghost;
Among these many ghosts, the most peaceful and quiet place has to be counted as the unsullied river in front of the Pure Land Shore.
If you stare at the flowing water on the river for a long time, you will find that the smooth river flowing slowly in front of you is unfathomable, the deep abyss bottom is as dark as the sky, and the occasional jumping waves on the river surface are projected to the bottom of the endless Youming River, as if a little starlight, with the bottom of the deep Youhe River is as moving as the summer night stars in the mortal world. And above this starry river, there is a blue and white water smoke, slowly moving above the dark river, like a precious light veil on the black jade inkstone pond.
On this day, on the third day after the ghost side repelled the surprise attack of the South China Sea Divine Army, Xingyan sat on the bank of this impure river and enjoyed the river scenery. When he looked at the deceased like a river, thinking about whether he could fish in this river, his little sister who had just been scolded was running and jumping all the way nearby, giggling and smiling on her face as bright as jade, and she was happy for some reason.
After such a period of playing, Qiong Wei peeked at Xingyan, and saw that her brother was sitting on the river staring intently, his face was solemn, obviously thinking about something important, and he definitely couldn't take care of her for a while, so she moved her eyes carefully, and ran all the way east along the source of this impure river, wanting to see where this ink-like river originated.
Naturally, Qiong Wei's ambition did not last long, as she had done in the past, and when she ran up the river for forty or fifty miles, she saw a red tributary winding northward, and she suddenly felt sleepy and wanted to sleep. As soon as she felt confused, Qiong Wei quickly found a sleek stone like a cushion chair on the bank of the Red River, leaned on it and fell asleep.
It didn't take long for Qiong Wei to lean on the cobblestone by the river, and she knew that she was asleep.
"I'm dreaming again!"
The girl, who confirmed that she was asleep, looked around at the dream in front of her, and felt very happy, and clapped her hands in the dream and cheered:
"That's great, it's not a nightmare this time!"
It turned out that at this moment, in front of her, there was no hateful scene of a volcanic river, nor was there any nasty thing such as Yaohua Qicao, in front of her, there was only a blood-colored monster more than six feet high, with a hideous face, two huge legs straddling a stream more than a foot wide, and blood gushed everywhere all over his body, staining the stream under his feet like a river of blood.
At first sight of this terrible-looking giant, whose whole body was bulging and swollen as if it were made up of blood bags, Qiong Wei was not afraid, but was very happy, although she knew that it was in a dream, the little girl was still polite, and asked him politely with her face up:
"Uncle Bloodman, are you here to play with me?
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Qiong Wei asked, but the blood-colored giant, who was a little vague in his dream, did not answer. Looking down at the petite and delicate little girl at her feet, the monster in the girl's dream was stunned for a while, but suddenly fell to her knees, and bowed awkwardly to Qiong Wei on the blood-soaked stream.
The Scarlet Strange Man's actions startled the little girl who was patiently waiting for him to reply. Trying to stand firm in the wind fanned by the blood giant's worship, the little sister, who was a little overwhelmed, thought about it, and then reassured to tell her name to the very polite blood uncle, and asked him what his name was. In such an ordinary greeting and reply, the blood-colored giant turned a deaf ear at first, and waited until he bowed a dozen times before he straightened up again, half-kneeling and handed an object to Qiong Wei - even in a dream, Qiong Wei could see clearly, only to see that the thing handed by the blood-flowing giant was a bright red blood lotus, in which blood flowed, and the smell was fishy!
Waiting for the blood man to hand over the blood-colored giant lotus the size of a basin, before Qiong Wei raised his hands to take it, the stem of the blood lotus broke off, and the flower fell to the ground, and after touching the ground, it turned into a pool of blood, and quickly meandered into the blood stream at the bottom of the giant's feet. After that, the bloody man in the dream suddenly shattered, like a flock of flying birds, into thousands of blood-colored monsters with bulging mouths and eyes, and in the blink of an eye, they were scattered into the rushing stream of blood, squeezing and flowing downstream.
When the lotus flower turned into blood and the giant dispersed into the river of blood, Qiong Wei's dream of accidentally sleeping soundly came to an end. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he looked at the crimson water in front of him, and everything was as if nothing had happened, except for the little water between the waves, which was a little like the eyes of the monster in the dream just now.
After this somewhat unbelievable little dream, Qiong Wei and her cousin brother officially bid farewell to the uncle and sister of the Candle Ghost Fang, and stepped into the vast sea waves again. The brother and sister, who had successfully completed the task, followed a path farther than when they came, and went around the camp of Fubo Island, where the four desecrated Xuanlings were located.
About three days later, in the evening of that day, the vigilant Xingyan brothers and sisters returned to Fubo Island. Omit all kinds of trivial matters, and tell the Four Blasphemous Dragon Kings everything that has happened in the ghost side these days, and the Four Desecrated Old Dragon Kings will be amazed:
"Ah, it turns out that your ghost servant is really the king of the ghost side!"
After squeezing his eyebrows for a while, Lao Longjun suddenly seemed to remember something, and sighed:
"Let's go, I thought that in the past few days, I personally led a large army to conquer the Shenmu Islands, and under the Shenmu, Sangyu, Nanba, Zhongshan and one island and three continents, I should be able to remember the first merit, but compared with your great achievements such as killing the flag and forming an alliance with the ghost party, it can only be relegated to the second class!"
In the old dragon monarch's remorseful voice, the congratulations of the other four blasphemy Xuanling Wenchen generals came overwhelmingly, and after this disturbance, the young man who was already a little dizzy was pulled by a maid of the Dragon Palace who had finally squeezed in, saying that her princess was waiting for him on the reef on the east side of the island, and wanted to hear him talk about the completion of the mission of this trip.
...... At night, on the seashore, the glamorous lady is dressed up, and when I see her again, I only feel that she is as bright as before. In the hazy night, in the light and shadow of a pair of soft white lanterns, the charming face under the phantom palace costume was full of joy, and only after the awakening words were carefully experienced, did they realize that the noble and delicate dragon girl in front of them had added a few traces of haggard like rain and smoke in her eyes.
Seeing this, the sympathetic young man, in the dragon girl's involuntary questioning, tried his best to downplay the story of the horror of the sea a few days ago, as if he had just gone overseas for a few days.
It's just that Rao is like this, and the exquisite dragon girl still hears something strange from the young man's simple words, and combined with the words that the well-behaved little sister adds from time to time, it makes the girl who has been worried shocked.
On this reef where the waves are constantly surging, the dragon girl who snuggles up next to the boy is suffering from gains and losses, mixed joys and sorrows. She is happy that her vision is really good, and the character who seemed to be so tired back then is actually outstanding, saving the princess from bothering to hope that he will be motivated in the future......;
Every time she thought of this, she was so frightened that the daring dragon princess didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Speaking of which, this time Lingyi and Xingyan have been separated for more than half a month, and now they have seen each other again, as if they have been separated for a few years; The two of them were still full of interest, and their heartfelt words were like the never-ending tide that kept pouring onto the beach in front of them, and they couldn't finish talking. So, after waiting for midnight, Lingyi asked Xingyan, and ordered the two dragon palace maids who had been carrying lanterns for them to send away the little girl who had already been asleep, and then they simply stayed on the rocks and reefs, snuggling up to each other in the sound of the tide and waiting for the arrival of the sunrise on the sea.
It is said that on the evening of the day when Xingyan returned to the Fubo Sea area and watched the sunrise over the sea with Lingyi, Yun Zhongjun, the lord of the four desecrations, held a banquet in the big tent of the four desecrations in Fubo Continent to catch the wind and wash the dust for the young hall master who returned triumphantly. Omitting the trivial matters during the banquet, in the staggered sound of the golden wall's glorious dragon tent, Xingyan finally gradually understood the major events that had happened in the South China Sea these days. It turned out that a few days ago, under the siege of the demon army of the four Xuanling Water Tribes led by Yunzhongjun himself, the Shenmu Islands on the periphery of the South China Sea Dragon Domain were isolated on one island and three continents, and under the pressure of the army, they finally surrendered to Yunzhongjun under the leadership of the Shenmu Island Spirit Clan, led by the "Rising Sun Heavy Light God", and announced that they would abandon the darkness and surrender to the light, and be loyal to Boyu, the eldest prince of the South China Sea Dragon God, and no longer recognize Meng Zhang, the son of the three dragons, as the co-lord of the South China Sea.
During the banquet, Xingyan also saw the inhabitants of the Shenmu Islands who had come to congratulate him, and he found that the indigenous elves of the three continents of Sangyu, Nanba, and Zhongshan were all shrewd and strong, with a broad forehead and a slightly ape-like appearance;
Xingyan heard that the four blasphemous old dragon monarchs conquered the three continents and one island of Shenmu in less than ten days, it is precisely because these fairy-like characters on Shenmu Island are well aware of the righteousness, in order to avoid the misery of the island, they do not wait for the war to burn on the island, when the army of the four desecrated Xuanling is still in the periphery, they will go out and surrender sincerely.
For them to surrender without a fight, there is no contempt for them, but they feel that they have done nothing, but it is really like the doctrine that they have always followed in the Shangqing Sect. Thinking like this, the drunken Daomen Hall Master picked up his wine glass and walked up to a few Rising Sun Chongguang elders to talk about Taoist cultivation to see if they were in the same way. Under his questioning, I don't know if these newcomers tried their best to curry favor with this young man who had just risen, but after only a little questioning, they all said that they admired the Qingjing Taoist very much, and when they answered with Xingyan, they could even quote scriptures, and they said that they were extremely in love.
Not to mention the immortal wind and Dao bones of the South China Sea Spirit Clan, try their best to flatter this Taoist boy, not to mention the drinking banquet in the big tent. After three rounds of drinking, there was a sudden turmoil in front of the singing and dancing field in the middle of the big tent!
At that time, Xingyan was humbly answering with the seniors in the South China Sea, and was talking into the alley, but suddenly heard a chaotic sound of cups near the left, and when he looked back, he saw two men with tigers and bee waists looking at each other angrily, with empty wine cups in their hands, and juice on their bodies, apparently just splashed on each other.
Speaking of which, Xingyan had just returned from the turmoil, and he was very vigilant, and when he saw that there was a mess, he didn't care about anything else, so he quickly rushed over and seriously asked why the two were in conflict. When he got closer, he was a little sober, and then he saw that the two fighting people in silver light armor were the Silver Light Continent giant bee clan that he had surrendered before.
Besides, the two angry eyes confronted each other, and when they saw the words come to them, they all recognized the benefactor of their own people, and when they saw him come and ask, they hurriedly put down the weapons in their hands, and stood with their hands bowed, and treated the benefactor with respect.
When the two troublemakers calmed down, they asked the reason for the reason, but suddenly they felt a little crying and laughing- It turned out that the reason for the dispute between the two silver light bee spirits was to argue which of the Liuhuazhou butterfly girls who were singing and dancing for everyone in the front hall of the tent was more beautiful, because the elves of their silver light Liuhua Continent had always had a heart for admiration, and the two butterfly girls singing and dancing in front of the tent were none other than their wives, and naturally they all said that their wives were beautiful, and they were different from the usual beauty in the past, because it was about their own wives, and they quickly became angry with the strength of the wine when they talked about it.
Besides, as soon as I heard this, I felt that it was interesting, but I also felt that it was just a trivial matter, so I was ready to say a few words of comfort to the two bee spirits and return to my seat; Who knows, although there is a lack of interest in awakening, the two bee spirits regard him as a benefactor, and they have regarded him as a god, but now they see him coming over like the folk bitter lord seeing the master of the blue sky, how can he let him go.
Therefore, at the end of Xingyan's words, these two handsome and heroic men from Nanhai Yinguangzhou bowed down together, imploring Lord Xingyan to judge and judge their mother-in-law for them.
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Seeing that the two of them trusted, and had a posture of having to make a fuss about this matter, Xingyan had no choice but to take care of this idle matter, and said hello to the few priest elders who were still waiting for him, so he patiently stopped and carefully looked at the two butterfly girls in front of the table. At this time, these two butterfly elves from Liuhuazhou also knew about their husbands' disputes, so they all stood up in amazement, waiting intently for the judgment of the young man.
Speaking of which, since he rescued the children of these butterfly bee spirits in the Sacred Tree Islands that night, it was the first time that he had taken a closer look at their appearances. Now the two flowing flower butterfly girls standing in front of the hall are all beautiful, light and delicate, and a pair of transparent wings behind them are shining, light and broad, almost the same as people. With the breeze of the butterfly wings, the two flower spirits were gently floating in front of the hall, their delicate bodies fluttering, as if they could escape immediately if they were alarmed. Of course, although she was being watched directly at this time, the shy butterfly girl was not ready to fly away, because after all, it was about her husband's honor.
Besides, I have been watching it like this for a while, but I really only think that the appearance of these two butterfly girls is only between the two butterflies. Moreover, even if he could really judge the slight difference in their faces in his mind, if he really said it, there would always be a bee spirit butterfly girl who would be disgraced by him.
"Your Excellency!"
Just as Xingyan was in a dilemma and regretted why he was moving forward positively just now, a bee spirit next to him who had been leading his head and extending his neck suddenly stepped forward and said:
"My lord, look at the one with the green light on the wings on the left, it is none other than Zunei, nicknamed 'Vanilla'!"
"Your Excellency!"
Seeing him step forward to point, the other bee spirit was not far behind, and hurriedly stepped forward and said:
"My lord, the one on the right of the vanilla brother and sister is Neiko, nicknamed 'Ruinu', please know it!"
"Uh......"
Ignoring the name of the last "Rui Nu", I didn't know what touched Xingyan's heart, and my originally calm face was so surprised for a while.
"Ruinu, Ruinu......"
After weighing the name a few times in my heart, I felt that the name always felt a little familiar.
"Alas, that's it!"
At this moment, just as Xingyan was staring at the butterfly girl named Ruinu for a while in a trance, he heard someone next to him say dejectedly:
"Brother Chaser Wind, I still lost. β
"Your little lady is indeed a little more beautiful than my vanilla, but I still like vanilla!"
Hearing this, the young man who had not yet made a judgment was even more stunned, and when he turned his face to look, he saw that the two angry bee spirits beside him had returned to the banquet, and they had already reconciled with each other.
In this way, this turmoil subsided, but Xingyan didn't know why the tide of thought fluctuated, and he couldn't calm down anymore. In the rest of the banquet after that, there was still a lot of wine and wine in front of him, and there were delicacies, but he couldn't raise any interest. While drinking lonely, he suddenly remembered the ghost poems he mentioned in the night debate with Peng Meng, the ghost clan of Xishan, outside Zhenyin Village.
"The grass is separated from the old incense, and now I listen to the sunset......"
With the help of the power of wine, this sentence was whispered, and the awakening words were a little bold for a while, but at this moment I suddenly felt that my heart was so sad, as if I had encountered some mysterious induction, or was opened the door of memory, and in an instant, infinite sadness surged into my heart. When his expression was bitter, he wanted to go to the reason, but his mind was hazy, his head ached, and he was full of inexplicable pathos, and in the end, he only turned into poetry with a full stomach of wine, and came to his heart, making him suddenly feel nostalgic, drunk and naΓ―ve, and sang with a cup:
"Raocheng smoke willow Poyang tide, inquire about the first bridge in Huaxi?
The fairy sideburns are dyed in spring, and the sleeves of the beauty are beautiful.
In the past period, the moon and the water and the sun have been shining for a long time, what is the snow in the spring mountain easy to disappear?
The melancholy wind blows too quickly, and a jade tree has fallen today!"