Chapter 652 Three Inches Under, the Seal of the Peach Blossom
The night wind washes the empty city, the birds flutter lonely, Wu Gou is frosty, everything is silent, only a solitary lamp lights up the yellow paper in the corner grocery store Window lattice.
The dim yellow candlelight casts a blurry silhouette on the bluestone path.
The old man with a stooped back sat in front of the window, holding a delicate knife in his skinny palm. The blade was extremely thin, and the silver handle was as beautiful as a handicraft. There were several simple things on the table. objects.
Using the blade of the knife as a pen, he drew softly on a piece of soft leather made of an unknown material, as white as fresh snow, and carefully cut out a beautiful shape in his hand.
Putting down the pen sharpener, the old man took two more wolf hairs and held them between his fingers. The wolf hairs were lightly dipped in green ink and rouge, but his skinny hand wrote extremely steadily.
In a few strokes of painting, a delicate and beautiful face carved from jade was laid out on the crystal clear soft skin.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew open, blowing open the two ajar windows. The lights of the candlesticks swayed in the wind, and the old man's face, which flickered on and off, seemed a little quiet and strange.
When the atmosphere was just delicate, the corners of the old man's crinkled eyes suddenly jumped, and there was a steady sound of footsteps on the deserted streets of the royal city.
The old man's eyes were slightly surprised, and then a smile appeared on his lips. He stood up and pushed the window sash further open: "Now that the devil's capital is in such trouble, there are still people who are reluctant to part with this business. You You're early, my guest, you're still one eye away from painting this dough. I'm suffering from a cold at night, why not sit in a humble house and wait for a while..."
The old man's pale voice suddenly froze in the sound of the wind. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the wrinkles on his face were like ripples in a pool ruffled by the wind, and he started to tremble slightly.
The person who came out of the window was not the princess of Dongfu in his impression, but a middle-aged man with very ordinary appearance and clothes.
The man raised his palm with a casual expression, passed through the old window lattice, took the beautifully painted beauty skin on the table, spread it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and spoke in a plain and ordinary voice. A bit of cold ridicule: "You still It’s the same bad taste as always, Sikong.”
The old man loosened his fingertips, and the scarlet-colored wolf hair dropped in shock. The trembling pen tip drew a bright red mark on the corner of the beauty’s face, like a line. Tears of blood slowly flowed out.
The man lowered his eyebrows and said calmly: "It's a shame to have such a beautiful face."
The name Sikong has long been banished and abandoned. There is only one person in the Six Realms who is qualified to call it out again.
The old man standing in front of the window was swaying and almost unsteady. He placed his palms heavily on the table to prevent him from falling down.
The man raised his eyes slightly and said sarcastically: "Why, where did the madness of killing brothers and feet go?"
Si Kong opened his lips tremblingly, that The pair of sickly eyes should not show any twisted madness, and a heart that is almost beating in the chest with excitement.
The moment he saw the man appear, he could no longer tell whether he was sad or happy, scared or frightened.
In an instant, my internal organs were stirred up with unparalleled frenzy and trembling. I never thought that I would be able to be so kind in my lifetime, and see him again: "Father...Father..."
The general glanced over, Sikong immediately withdrew the title in his mouth, his face turned pale, and he squeezed his finger bones to force himself to calm down. I spoke carefully and respectfully: "Why are you here?"
"I heard from a distance that the little devil wanted to take the prince's wife, so I came to join in the fun, but I never thought that this devil world is still as boring as ever. "
Although Jiangchen's tone was very calm, as his first child, Sikong could still hear the anger hidden in his words.
For this reason, Si Kong couldn't help but feel nervous, and then he realized that the weight of his youngest brother in the hearts of the generals was probably a little unusual.
During the Battle of Burning Sea, he led the immortals and gods across the sea and fought all the way to the Dark Continent that belonged only to the corpse demons. Including Si Li, all sixteen corpse demon royals were captured.
Fifteen royals were bloodletted and burned into the sea, their bones were crushed and ashes were scattered, and their heads were collected as trophies by many immortals and gods. Such a tragic battle did not attract the ruthless ancestor of the Corpse King to take a second look at him with pity. .
Other than the royal family Sili, who could make him look at him differently, Sikong had never seen a general care so much about anyone.
Now that the demon clan is in turmoil, that little guy is in a catastrophic situation, and it is actually possible for his soul to leave the blood pool and end up in this situation.
This made Si Kong smell something unusual.
Jiang Chen moved his fingertips lightly, and the beautiful face silently turned into dust particles, disappearing like snow dust on his fingertips. He looked at Si Kong who tensed up his muscles in front of him, and said softly: "I'm not here for you. , Naturally I will not touch your life today.”
Even so, Si Kong was highly nervous and did not dare to relax even a little bit.
From the first day he planned to rebel, he never thought that his life would be in his hands at all times.
He knew very well that if the general really wanted to kill him, there would be no need to wait for him to show up in person, he would kill himself on the spot in exchange for blood.
In front of the generals, his life was so insignificant and unworthy of publicity.
Sikong lowered his head very low, with a respectful attitude: "Sikong is scared."
The general brushed off the gray wisps from his fingertips and said: "My avatar soul is about to disappear. I'm afraid no one in this royal city can suppress your madness. I'm not interested in your perverted killing methods, and I didn't know you were here. What is the purpose, but I still want to give you a brief explanation."
Si Kong hurriedly opened the hem of his clothes, knelt down in front of the man in fear, and knocked his head heavily on the ground: "Your Majesty, Si Kong has nothing to say. I won’t obey!”
The general looked down at the man in front of him, not even daring to show his true face for fear of offending him.
The general's eyes, as deep as the sea, showed no emotion: "Although I don't know how many memories you have recovered now, looking at your appearance now, it is obvious that you know your identity and origin... ”
Sikong was about to answer yes, when the general said another sentence, which made him instantly feel as if he was dead by lightning: "And the goddess Yi on Gusong Mountain."
Sikong buried it low. The expression is a little blank, His shoulders trembled slightly and he said: "Yes..."
The general seemed not to notice his various abnormal behaviors, and his figure gradually became transparent under the moonlight: "Three hundred years ago, the goddess Yi was single. Across two borders , enter my blood pool, ask me to protect one person in the reincarnation from harm in this life.
My general has entered the blood realm and will never protect others. Even if she asks for repayment, I will not do it. Compromise, in desperation, She retreated and asked for the next best thing. She only hoped that the person would be able to survive safely and not be lost in your hands. "
Si Kong raised his head, with a blank expression filled with astonishment: "You are. Say..."
The general said calmly: "This person is in the royal city now. You must not hurt this person."
Si Kong asked: "Who is this person?"
The general pondered for a moment and did not say who it was, but said: "Three inches below the shoulder, there is a mark of peach blossom."
The faint horoscope almost made Si Kong's eyebrows tremble, as if the old scar on his heart was suddenly opened, and in the blink of an eye, , dripping with blood, half of his soul was numb from pain.
Sikong's eyes could not stop the blood-red and ferocious look, and his fingers dug out ten deep marks on the ground. However, the person standing in front of him was a general, so he did not dare There is no fault at all.
He could only slowly digest that crazy energy into his body.
Si Kong raised his palm to cover his scarlet pupils, his fingers trembling slightly with spasms: "Thank you for your advice, Sir, Si Kong... knows what to do."
At this moment, he had no idea how he responded to the general's order, and his whole mind was extremely confused. There was only one crazy idea left in my mind.
The person who was shattered to pieces by his own hands finally entered reincarnation and entered his life chart, and would be entangled with him endlessly again!
Goddess of the Yi clan of Gusong Mountain...
But in this world, where else is there Gusong Mountain...
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When Lin Zheng gradually returned to consciousness and woke up again, the sky was already bright. It was early in the morning, and the morning sunshine came through the window with the wind, and fell warmly on his face.
The moment Lin Zheng opened his eyes, he jumped up from the bed almost subconsciously, and his hand habitually moved to his waist to draw the sword.
But when I checked it with my palm, it was empty.
After being unconscious for a long time, his chaotic and blurred vision gradually regained some clarity, and only then did he realize that he was sleeping in a strange palace.
He was stunned for a long time. When he was at a loss, when a person's name was about to be called out, a rather cold voice came from beside him: "Those who know, I thought you were Hou. The son of a prominent family, those who don’t know this may think that you are the reincarnation of the monkey head, and you are so uneasy even when you sleep."
Lin Zheng turned around and said in surprise: "Ye Shu. ! ”
This shout was so loud that Ye Shu felt that it was noisy and frowned in displeasure: "The soul is summoned."
Lin Zheng slept for a few days, and his throat was so dry that it hurt badly. There was a teapot and teacups neatly placed on the desk at Ye Shu's end. He walked over without ceremony, picked up the teapot and poured a sip of hot tea into his mouth.
He didn't mind the heat either, so he swallowed it with water, tea leaves, and peony like a cow chewing peonies.
With the hot tea in his stomach, Lin Zheng felt like he had regained some of his yang energy. He breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the chair. He was all surprised and surprised: "I'm still alive?!"
Ye Shu slowly tasted the tea in his cup , his posture is elegant without any hint of frivolity. Compared with Lin Zheng, he is more like a well-educated and well-educated noble son: "The young Marquis who died bravely should be deeply pitied by God. Besides, you respect your body." The meat is so expensive that God won’t take it away.”
It's a pity that this yin and yang tone really doesn't please Lin Zheng.
Sure enough, the face of the young Marquis fell down after surviving the disaster, and he no longer smiled. He looked left and right, then frowned and said: "Where is this place? Look at the furnishings. Why?" It's like the way the demons build their palaces."
Ye Shu said casually: "Of course it's because you can sleep in this place. , it's the Demon Clan Palace."
"What!" Lin Zheng jumped up from the chair: "You are crazy!"
Ye Shuzheng was about to speak, and his eyes suddenly changed. In a flash, he quickly put down the tea cup in his hand, saluted towards the door, and said, "Brother Si Chen."
Lin Zheng hurriedly turned around and saw that Bai Lian was holding a three-layer food box in his hand. He was wearing a light belt and had a graceful temperament: "Young Master Lin Zheng is awake? Is he still feeling unwell?"
Lin Zheng saw him entering and exiting the demon world The palace was as relaxed and free as taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. He couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. He looked at him blankly as he put the food box in his hand on the table and took out a plate of roast chicken, a plate of Dongpo pork, two plates of cold tofu, and two steamed buns. Very rich looking.
"Brother Si Chen... what are you..."
"The young prince has absorbed a lot of essence for Minglong's heart, and his body is very weak. Now that he wakes up, first of all, Let’s eat something to fill our stomach.”
Lin Zheng was not in the mood to eat at this moment. He frowned and said, “I heard from Ye Shu that this is the palace of the Demon Realm.”
Not to mention that he was absorbed and assimilated by Minglong's heart and should have escaped death, so how could he suddenly appear here.
And the awakened Dark Dragon should have slaughtered an entire world, but at this moment everything was calm and there was no hint of danger.
Even if Ye Shusichen has the ability to escape from the earth vein, there is a wolf in front of him and a tiger in the back. According to the devil's cruel and murderous temperament, it makes no sense at the moment when the monks in the earth vein leave the dragon vein. Will spare their lives.
Not to mention being able to eat well, drink well, sleep well, and be entertained like a guest.
Although Lin Zheng's thoughts are not as delicate and meticulous as Ye Shu's, his city is definitely not shallow. He vaguely predicted something, and his words brought out a bit of temptation.
Balian didn't hide anything: "Yes, this is the Palace of the Demon Realm. The room you sleep in is the Nianqing Palace newly awarded to you by the Demon Lord. No outsiders will disturb you here, so you can live in peace of mind."
Lin Zheng feels proud His brain was a little exhausted: "What is the new reward given to me by the Demon Lord...Why did she give me this?"
Ye Shu's hurtful mouth started again: "If I don't give you this, Could it be that you want to be sentenced to death? "
Lin Zheng was furious like a cat stepping on his tail: "You know that's not what I'm talking about! I serve the monarch of Zeguo, when will I get it? A foreign king comes "Reward!"
Ye Shudan said: "Young Master is so arrogant. If you don't like it, you can go out of the palace now and repeat the iron words you just said loudly. I promise not to stop you. .”
Lin Zheng paused and became speechless.
Ye Shu is always like this. There is no need to explain too much nonsense in front of him. Although his strange and desperate tone often makes him extremely depressed and unhappy, he can always get to the point and call him out. Be quiet and be honest.
After regaining his composure, Lin Zheng stopped arguing with Ye Shu. He looked at the calm-looking Bai Lian with complicated eyes: "Brother Si Chen, who are you? With your great ability, I think you are not only afraid of being a war slave. Is he a person from the camp?”
Although Lin Zheng has a rebellious temperament and there are many aspects of his behavior that Bailian finds undesirable, but compared to the group of monks on the Earthline trip, Lin Zheng It can be called aboveboard.
What's more, when the sun came out, the female demon king was guarding the gate of the formation, and his identity was instantly known to those monks who had nothing to do with him.
So now in front of Lin Zheng, there is no need to deliberately conceal his identity and purpose.
Bailian briefly sorted out his words and then told the story in detail, including the bet between him and the female devil.
As Lin Zheng listened, he was extremely shocked and distraught. His jaw almost dropped to the ground with his jaw dropped. After listening for a long time, the young marquis only grasped one important point: "The king of the world, To be so uncertain and to commit such evil deeds of raping men of the people, in this way, I am so If the handsome and extraordinary young Marquis were to be seen by her, wouldn’t it be possible for him to escape bad luck?”
What’s more important is that Lin Xiaohou, who said such exaggerated and narcissistic words, There was no hint of joking on his face, but a look of genuine, frightened concern.
Bailian paused slightly while fiddling with the food plate, looked up at Lin Zheng, and said nothing.
Ye Shuyan looked at Bai Lian's face, then at Lin Zheng's face, and shook his head. He really didn't understand where he got the confidence to say such shameless words.
As a reminder, Sikong has no emotional line. That person is not his CP. His story is about family love and will not involve the love between men and women. So there is no need to worry about the supporting characters having too deep emotional scenes.
(End of this chapter)