Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 126
There is an excellent place near the river in the south of Mengdu city.
There are nearly a hundred long alleys, with sparrows and flowing water arch bridges.If you look for a high place in the pavilion, you can still see a white stone horse road leading straight into the forest.The horse road is connected to Shiliting Mountain, where apricot blossoms will bloom all over the mountains in early March.
The place is comfortable and lively, and the neighbors are familiar, but if there is something new, it will be spread all over the streets overnight.And these days, they would occasionally talk about the same thing, saying: “There is a new house in the southeast corner, have you heard about it?”
“Which alley?” Someone asked, who couldn’t distinguish east from west, north from south.
People still like to name after anecdotes and events, not all the hundred and ten alleys have names.What they were talking about happened to be an unknown long alley.
So they made gestures and guesses, and it took a lot of effort to talk about the exact place.
Then it got weird-
One said: “That house is not new, it has always been there, it’s just at the end of the alley, but it was vacant before, and the long vines covered the courtyard wall, and no one noticed it when passing by.”
Another said: “Wrong, there used to be a deserted wall and grassland. I don’t know when it was left over. I also caught crickets there. The house is newly built.”
“Impossible! You must have misremembered the place. If a house like that was newly built, it would be noisy for at least a year. Have you heard any noise?”
“No……”
“That’s fine.”
“But……”
The more people in the tea house argued, the more confused they became. One of them was tired of listening, so he simply said: “Seeing that the sun is going to the west, and there is nothing left or right, why don’t you go and have a look. Whether the courtyard wall is new stone or old stone, whether the roots have grown or not Moss, you don’t know it just by looking at it.”
The other person said: “It makes sense, let’s go and have a look. You guys made my skin crawl, and I have to figure out what I said today. Otherwise, if you keep arguing like this, it will become a haunted house.”
……
***
The owner of the house knew nothing about these rumors.
Because it doesn’t matter at all.
This house was indeed a new one at the end of the alley a few days ago.
The reason why it appeared so silently that even passers-by could not tell its origin was because it was shrouded in a layer of light enchantment.
The enchantment was created by Xiao Fuxuan.
It is completely different from the countless barriers that Tianxiu has set up before, this barrier is not offensive at all.It is like a lingering mist, which will not hurt anyone or hinder anyone.It will only blur the cognition of the people around and make passers-by get used to the existence of this house…
Oh, and also to block the sound in the courtyard, because the people in the courtyard are a little noisy.
As for why there was trouble, it had to start from the day Xiao Fuxuan opened his eyes.
***
The place where Xiao Fuxuan came back from the dead and opened his eyes should actually be the Quebuluo courtyard in Zhaoye City, after all, it is the exit from the chaotic line to the present world.
But because of the demise of the Lingtai, the Shenmu offset.All the things that have been experienced for hundreds of years in this world have changed in a self-consistent way.
Therefore, there is no such thing as the Devil’s Nest Zhaoye City in the world, and naturally there is no such thing as the city lord’s house that the birds dare not approach.
That place is still in the mountains.
Xiao Fuxuan just woke up in that field, wrapped in the smell of blood like cold iron, hugged Wu Xingxue who was dressed in bright red and hadn’t opened his eyes yet, went down the mountain and stepped into the world.
He originally wanted to find a spiritual place where no one would be disturbed, and wake up with Wu Xingxue.
But at the critical moment, he changed his mind.
Those spiritual places are always deserted within a few miles, too remote and too quiet.It always reminds people of the 33 floors of the underground in the Canglang Northern Territory where the clouds and mist do not disperse.
Some people are born to like the street market with long lights like dragons, the noise of people talking, and the surrounding of chicks.If you open your eyes and see only lonely clouds and mist, you will feel deserted…
So Xiao Fuxuan went to Mengdu instead, picked the most comfortable and busiest place in the south of the city, and settled down in a house at the end of an alley.
***
This house is neither like sitting under the south window and sitting in the spring breeze, nor is it completely different from the sparrow.It is the most common courtyard in the south of Mengdu City, but the pavilions are higher and there are more wooden beams under the eaves where birds can live.
There is a tree in the yard, which is not as towering as a cloud like a sacred tree, but it is still a pavilion with a canopy, half leaning against the courtyard wall and half leaning against the house.
You can always hear people chatting and laughing outside the wall here, and even in the deepest night, you can occasionally hear the bluestone road being pressed up and then falling down, making a thumping sound.
Stable, but never falling into dead silence.
Wu Xingxue was lying on the couch facing the wide window sill, and the spirit circle under her body was running quietly, day and night.
And Xiao Fuxuan stood by the couch, meditating and cultivating, almost never leaving her.
But he did more than that.
On the day Mengdu settled down, Xiao Fuxuan pasted a “spirit-inducing talisman” on the gate of the house.
After he opened his eyes, he couldn’t find any trace of Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu.It is expected that they may also be affected by the self-consistent effect of the present world, and they don’t know what they have become or where they have gone.
This “spirit-inducing talisman” uses Wu Xingxue’s aura as a matchmaker.Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu used to be boys in Xiandu, and there were traces of Wu Xingxue’s movement on their bodies. When attracted by each other, no matter where they were, they would come to this house unknowingly.
The effect of the “spirit-inducing talisman” was faster than Xiao Fuxuan expected. Early in the morning of the third day after it was pasted on the door, there was a knock on the door of the house.
When Xiao Fuxuan heard the knock on the door, he faintly felt something was wrong.But he didn’t think much about it, he rushed to the door and untied the barrier for a while.
When he opened the gate of the house with the scabbard, he glanced out, but he didn’t see the two familiar demon figures of Que Buluo.
He was about to frowned when he suddenly heard two voices from a lower place calling him together: “Master Tianxiu.”
Xiao Fuxuan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes following the sound.
I saw two little boys who were less than leg height holding on to the door, looking up at him eagerly.There were faint shadows of Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu on their faces, and they didn’t know where they came from, and they seemed a little bit travel-wandering.
Xiao Fuxuan showed a rare look of astonishment on his face, and asked for a long time: “Where do you come from?”
The two little boys started talking in a haphazard manner.First he said that the immortals were gone, and then he said that they somehow wandered in the mountains and had a very long dream. They didn’t wake up until they smelled the “spirit-inducing talisman”, and hurried here.
Xiao Fuxuan asked, “What dream?”
The younger brother said, “I dreamed that we turned into demons…”
The slightly taller brother said: “I dreamed that we all lived in the magic cave. The place was very cold and quiet, and even the birds dared not stop.”
“Yes.” The younger brother nodded, looked up to see the tree in the yard, suddenly pointed there and said, “There is also a very tall tree in the yard of the Devil’s Nest, and the yard has a name, called… called… …”
When he just woke up, his eyes were red and he was panting heavily.It seemed that he had just escaped from a life-and-death battle, and almost lost his life.Everything in the dream was so clear that he and his brother had an illusion, as if it was not just a dream, but a real experience…
They really had that kind of life.
But when they walked for a day, the scene in the dream faded away.When I mentioned it again, I couldn’t even pronounce the name of the courtyard.
Obviously they said it countless times in their dreams…
The younger brother racked his brains for a long time, then suddenly became anxious, his eyes were red, tears were streaming down his face, he scratched his head and said, “The yard…what is it called?”
After a while, he raised his face and said, “My lord, I forgot.”
Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, then said: “The bird won’t fall?”
“Oh!” The younger brother patted his leg, “It seems to be!”
He pinched his brother again: “Really?”
The elder brother nodded and said, “Yes. It should be.”
“But how did your lord know?” My brother asked Xiao Fuxuan wonderingly, “Isn’t that our two dreams?”
Xiao Fuxuan answered irrelevantly, and said, “Is the dream difficult?”
“A little bit.” The elder brother paused for a moment, and then said: “…not bad.”
He vaguely remembered that the dream was extremely long, and everything before it was extremely difficult.But there was one last word that comforted him.
Although he no longer remembers what it was, but the moment he said it, life and death, dreams and dreams, he was not afraid of anything.
“That’s fine.” Xiao Fuxuan said.
He let two little boys in.
They were quick to forget, turned around and stopped mentioning the things in the dream, but went straight to the bedroom, huddled beside the couch, “Master” and “Master” called Wu Xingxue in a low voice.
“Why does your lord smell like blood?” The younger brother’s nose was more sensitive than anything else, he raised his nose and turned to ask Xiao Fuxuan who followed through the door.
Xiao Fuxuan said: “It was stained on the clothes earlier.”
He bent down and straightened Wu Xingxue’s spotless white robe.
The elder brother asked again, “Is your lord injured?”
Xiao Fuxuan said: “Now there are no more.”
“Then why did you stay awake?”
Xiao Fuxuan held Wu Xingxue’s finger that was baring her robe, and replied, “Because I’m too tired.”
Because I was too tired, because I couldn’t sleep for a long time, so now I want to sleep a little longer.
“But soon.” Xiao Fuxuan looked at the spiritual formation under Wu Xingxue, which was completely connected with him.From this, people in the formation can feel that they are slowly recovering and will wake up.
The younger brother thought for a while and said, “Is it useful for us to cry? In the past, as long as we opened our mouths, adults would stuff a ball of paper over us, and then we would wake up!”
As he spoke, he pinched his elder brother hard and opened his mouth to scream.
Before he could make a sound, his mouth was covered with a black cloth.
younger brother:”?”
Xiao Fuxuan said: “No.”
Brother: “Hmmmm?”
Xiao Fuxuan: “Don’t, I don’t understand.”
younger brother:”……”
***
Since Master Tianxiu didn’t let them cry, but they sincerely hoped that their master would wake up early, so they couldn’t feel at ease unless they opened their eyes.So the two boys saw all kinds of commotions in the courtyard.
The movement was not disturbing, on the contrary, it added a lot of excitement, and it fit in well with the streets and alleys.
So Xiao Fuxuan didn’t care about them and let them torment.
So it was three days.
Until this day, the two brothers finally couldn’t hold back anymore.
Taking advantage of Xiao Fuxuan’s seldom getting up from the couch, and going to the courtyard to pick out new spirit stones for Wu Xingxue’s spiritual array, they slipped into the house, preparing to wake up their adults by crying.
But they were afraid of being caught by Tiansu, so they leaned against the bed and faced the window, watching Tiansu’s movement in the courtyard all the time.
They saw the figure of Tianxiu turned into the blind corner of their field of vision, pinched each other’s most painful waist, their eyes turned red, and they opened their mouths to howl.
As a result, as soon as the throat came out, my brother felt a cold in front of his nose——
A hand stretched out from behind him, lazily covering his mouth and nose.That hand was pale and slender, with loosely curled fingers, as if it was just raised in sleep, without much strength, and would slip down again at any time.
There were still tear bubbles in the younger brother’s eyes, and when he lowered his eyes, large drops of water fell on that hand.He vaguely saw the snow-white sleeves, and just wanted to call out: “Tianxiu! My lord is awake!”
However, before the words could come out of his mouth, he felt a gust of cold wind sweeping past in front of him——
The person who was picking spirit stones in the courtyard a moment ago had already arrived at the couch.
***
Before waking up, Wu Xingxue actually had a lengthy dream.
It is said that the gods in this world have no dreams, and he no longer has a dream bell to ring, but he fell into a dream again.
When he was dying, he dreamed that he was like 300 years ago, kneeling for a long time in the forbidden place of Luohuatai after splitting the sacred tree.
He dreamed that there were still mountain fires around him, burning slowly from soaring to the sky, and finally completely extinguished.
And he looked at the scorched earth, stood up, concealed the blood on his robe, and then walked out of the mountain step by step.
The mountain road is so long and quiet.
He stopped and stopped, as if hundreds of years had finally come to an end.
But before the end, he stopped suddenly.
Because this moment is so similar to 300 years ago, he is always a little confused in his dreams.
So much so that he suddenly felt that as long as he took another step, he would see the scene from that year again——
The flying banners in the world have changed from “Sui Ning” to “Qing He”, and people passing by in the mountains will point to him and shout “evil demons”.
He even heard crying…
Just when he lowered his eyes and laughed at himself, someone landed at the end of the mountain path like a hawk, reached out and grabbed him, and said in a low voice: “Wu Xingxue, no one is afraid, and no one is crying.”
“Do you want to wake up?”
Wu Xingxue raised her eyes in a daze, and grabbed that hand tightly.
Following the strength of the man, he stepped out of the mountain path, pushed aside the dead branches and vines hanging on the cliff, and saw the light.
***
Wu Xingxue opened his eyes at that moment.
He had felt in his dream that his long life had come to an end when the Lingtai died.Everything after that is new, as if a mortal was reincarnated.
His life began in this moment.
The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Xiao Fuxuan.
He saw Xiao Fuxuan blink away the light red in his eyes, and looked down.
After a long time, his name was called: “Wu Xingxue.”
“Look out the window.” Xiao Fuxuan said again in a low voice.
Wu Xingxue was pressed against the side of his face by him, and turned to look to the left.
It was a window lattice wider than sitting in the spring breeze. The trees in the yard were in season, and falling flowers kept falling, and the shallow crimson petals were swept away by the wind, sweeping towards the window sill.Chaffinches circled the eaves, and two huddled together and landed on the tall wooden beams.I don’t know who’s children are playing and running through the long alley, the bluestone slabs are rattling, and laughter is over the wall.
It was the light of the sky that had been invisible for hundreds of years, but it shone through at the beginning of this life.
In the light of the sky, Wu Xingxue heard Xiao Fuxuan speak softly and said, “This time, do you remember me?”
