Brother, don't make trouble if you lose your memory

Chapter 51

The torrential flood roared and rolled from the distant horizon, forming a majestic wave screen.

It was raining heavily, and the sky was cloudy. On the peak of Yulou Mountain, a man was holding a whisk in his hand, carrying a long sword, with a seal on his forehead, exuding a noble spirit.

"I recite the mantra today, the way is supreme."

His gestures formed several complex spiritual formulas, and in an instant, an invisible barrier appeared, blocking the raging flood in the future.Following the young man's actions, the water splits from both sides of the barrier, and flows into rivers, lakes and seas.The man used his magic skills again, pointed his whisk lightly at the sky, and immediately the cloud cleared, the sky was clear and the continuous rain disaster ended in an instant.

A thick black cloud was wrapped in a demon mist, and after circling a few times in midair, it did not leave for a long time.

Seeing this, the young man on Yulou Mountain folded his hands and pinched the Yin Jue again, a burst of upright energy struck away, and the cloud and mist finally rushed away.

"What an evil monster, the crime of harming the world will not be tolerated in the end." The young man swung his whisk and flew away.

Ying Youqing fled temporarily in embarrassment, but this time it was a fairy who came, not quite the same as a Buddhist monk who has not yet become a Buddha.They enjoy conquering demons the most, and they have entered the immortal way, and their strength is strong. Even if he is the back of the thirteen heroes of the demon clan, he cannot confront him head-on.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, my uncle should go somewhere else!" Ying Youqing was still lying leisurely on the clouds, going with the wind, wherever she went.

On August [-]th, Xiangfu Wangjing.

As the rain had gone, the Thousand Lantern Festival was held as usual. Before sunset, many people were busy hanging up the lanterns made of tea and white jade. The apricot forest was all white, reflecting the snow on the top of Mayfly Mountain.

Jiu Shixue leaned against the tree, and shouted to Leng Duting and Mu Ruhang under the tree: "Ah Leng, Xiao Mu, come up and see!"

Mu Ruhang said: "Aunt Jiu, I'm not free! Be careful of your ghostly spirit, even the trees are covered with frost!"

Jiu Shixue curled her lips, and from the corner of her eye, she saw a graceful crane flying obliquely into the air, hovering over the apricot forest.

That night, Ninth World Snowy Night broke into the inn, intending to directly break through Tan Feiyu's Great Compassion Thousand Eyes Formation, but the ghostly aura she released made Leng Duting and Mu Ruhang aware of it, which made Tan Feiyu Yu Jiezhen let her into the inn.

When Lin Jichuan saw her, he was surprised and said, "Doctor Xue?!"

Jiu Shixue looked at him and Ren Yichen for a while and then smiled: "Hey, you are the little Taoist leader. I haven't seen you for many years. Where is that Miss Ruan?"

It's hard for her to remember.

In fact, when he was treating Ruan Shaoyan, Jiu Shixue recognized that the poison was placed by her lover Fu Shejiang, so she kept silent. Out of the mentality of protecting her shortcomings, she did not help Ruan Shaoyan completely force out the toxin. a tiny bit.

Lin Jichuan was a little embarrassed, so he didn't say anything. After hearing the words, Lin Cai said, "My mother has returned to Beiju Luzhou. Do you know her, Doctor Xue?"

"Your mother?" Jiu Shixue's eyes flashed, and the ambiguous eyes drifted on Lin Jichuan's body again and again: "So that's how it is."

Ren Yichen rolled his eyes unabashedly when he saw Jiu Shixue's gossip.

Jiu Shixue looked at Leng Duting again, and sighed with some emotion: "A Leng, I never thought I would see you again."

She watched Leng Duting grow up. When he heard the news of his death, Jiushi Xuefang knew about the entanglement between the three of them, so he took a few jars of wine to find Bie Chufu, and the two drank without saying a word. all night.She remembered that Bie Chufu's drinking capacity was quite good, but he was completely drunk that night.

Leng Duting also nodded slightly, and after hesitating for a while, he asked, "Master...is it okay?"

"Don't give up Chufu, I haven't seen him since your accident." Jiu Shixue said helplessly: "He sent me a letter, and the words sounded like his deadly enemy Qianshan Sword God Hanging out together, and saying that they have taken in apprentices again, I don’t know what they are doing.”

"That's it." Leng Duting smiled lightly and stopped talking.

But Mu Ruhang could still hear the disappointment in his voice.

Jiu Shixue also patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and said: "Your master, that old man, may be happy somewhere, there is no need to worry about him." After she finished speaking, she turned to Tan Feiyu: "That's right. , Mr. Tan, I still have something to discuss with you."

Tan Feiyu asked, "Is it about the Thousand Lantern Festival?"

Jiu Shixue smiled and said: "Exactly, Mr. Tan should have seen the son of Prince Rong beside me. I want to use the lights of the Thousand Lantern Festival to open the gate of ghosts."

Lin Jichuan looked at the continuous rain outside the window, and worried: "But the rain won't stop for a while, right?"

Tan Feiyu shook her head, with a mysterious smile on her face: "Don't worry, the rain will stop on August [-]th."

Seeing his firm tone, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

In a blink of an eye, it was August [-]th. On this day, the rainstorm stopped, and even the rumors of future floods disappeared miraculously.

Tan Fei turned into a crane, hovering in the sky, ready to light the lamp.

Lin Jichuan pulled Ren Yichen to a platform with a gentle slope, where the entire sea of ​​lights could be seen.

The two sat on the grass slope, the breeze was blowing, and the apricot forest was covered with a thousand lights, as if a layer of snow had fallen.

Lin Jichuan felt a sense of alienation, he turned his head slightly to look at Ren Yichen's quiet side face, drooping eyelashes, nose peak, slightly puckered thin lips, and gracefully curved chin, he has seen it many times, But never looked closely.

Ren Yichen said: "What do you see me doing?"

Lin Jichuan smiled and said, "No, I see you look good."

Ren Yichen gave him a sidelong glance.

"Junior Brother." Lin Jichuan lay on the grassy slope with his hands on his head, heaved a sigh of relief, thinking back to that year's Thousand Lantern Festival, the thousand bright red red stone heavy lotus lanterns, Ren Yichen in white clothes with a sword on his back, stepping on the lantern and walking Then, that figure overlapped with his previous slender appearance, making Lin Jichuan dazed for a while.

Ren Yichen waited for a long time before he could say anything, so he also fell down.The two faced each other quietly, with completely different emotions surging in their hearts.

"Senior Brother," Ren Yichen said, he looked at Lin Jichuan's turned face, his calm gaze was like a demon mirror, making him invisible.His breathing became rapid, and he propped up his body with his arms, looking down at Lin Jichuan who didn't know why.

Ren Yichen's voice was as if falling into a mud pond, difficult and slow: "Brother...Actually, in fact, I..."

Lin Jichuan looked at him and blinked: "What?"

"I...I don't hate you..." Ren Yichen finally said a little sadly.

Lin Jichuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled with relief: "Really? I thought... Then why, I mean, why do you act like that when you meet me, as if I have done something to sorry you Like. I don't want you to treat me as an imaginary enemy, if you are willing to tell your knot..."

Ren Yichen bowed his head and kissed him before he finished speaking.

Lin Jichuan heard him swallow "I love you".

Not long after their lips met, Lin Jichuan realized that his teeth moved up and down involuntarily.

Ren Yichen shrank back in pain, covered his mouth and frowned, Lin Jichuan finally came back to his senses, and saw the faint color of blood when Ren Yichen let go of his hand.

"How is your mouth?" Lin Jichuan nervously took out a handkerchief to hold the wound for him, and after wiping it for a while, he realized that he immediately threw the handkerchief into his arms, and looked at Ren Yichen with a troubled expression. He stammered: "You...you just..."

Ren Yichen sighed and said, "Forget it."

Lin Jichuan looked at him in horror.

Ever since he was a child, Lin Jichuan thought that the relationship between them was as precarious as the rocks on Feilai Peak. In a state of half-identity and half-hostility, it was difficult for people to get used to the occasional big bumps.He didn't try to love someone too much, or he was afraid of loving someone too much.

The reason why Lin Jichuan was surprised was not that he had seen Ren Yichen's mind, he had only felt his hostility all the time, and suddenly letting him know that his love was like a daydream, not real at all.And it was unfair to Ren Yichen, he didn't love him that much, he felt worthless for Ren Yichen.

His bite was like biting himself, maybe it was because his whole body was numb that it didn't hurt.But it was not he who bled.

"Don't look at me like that." Ren Yichen whispered.

Lin Jichuan withdrew his gaze, still staring blankly at the sea of ​​lights below.At dusk, the snow on the top of Mayfly Mountain was covered with a layer of light orange, and thin clouds were lingering.

He heard the sound of water droplets.

However, Ren Yichen left as if nothing had happened.

Looking at his indifferent back, Lin Jichuan felt that he might not have gotten to know him seriously at all.

Jiu Shixue yelled at him from the top of a tree: "Daoist Lin, it's about to start, come down quickly!"

He also yelled, "I'm coming!"

As night fell, everything was ready.The crane made a clear cry in mid-air, swooped down and soared, and as he flew by, the tea-white jade lamps lit up one after another, gradually illuminating the black sky, and the fire burning in the plain white lamps seemed to be Swaying snowflakes.

Everyone was speechless for a while, and they all quietly watched this annual spectacle. The lights not only illuminated the world, but also led the ghosts back to their hometowns.And all of this was in exchange for Tan Feiyu's consumption of cultivation base. The crane croaked and flew towards the distance. The lights were halfway through, but they stopped igniting.

"What's going on here?" Jiu Shixue was the first to notice something was wrong, her vision was the farthest.

Leng Du listened: "Could it be that there is something wrong with Tan Feiyu?"

Shenfu Bulian said: "No, his cultivation can't last anymore."

But I saw the cranes flying back, those unlit lamps still remained the same, hanging dimly on the apricot grove, and the already lit lamps were about to go out.Everyone looked anxiously at Tan Feiyu hovering helplessly in the air, and at the same time, large swaths of cold air began to pervade.

"Not good, if the lighting ceremony stops midway, the ghosts will riot because they can't find the light." Jiu Shixue said seriously.

Tan Feiyu wailed, flapped his wings, his body glowed with a light blue light, he seemed ready to put all his eggs in one basket.

At this moment, someone came from the sky on a cloud, and with a wave of the dust whisk, the lamps under his feet lit up one by one. Tan Feiyu flew past him, and the young man left the cloud and jumped onto the back of the crane.

"Wow! Take a look, Xiaocai! There are gods!" Lin Jichuan said with his eyes wide open.

Tan Feiyu carried the young man to the upstairs where the crowd was, and did not change into a human form until the man got off him.

"Brother Tan, is this your friend?" Jiu Shixue asked.

The face of the young fairy is like white jade, with a crown and hat on his hair, long eyebrows into his temples, and pearls on his forehead. Wearing a black auspicious square and circle map cloak.

"In the previous life, as for Jiuquan. There is no life in the next life, and I will not be in the world of mortals." The young man swung his whisk and bowed to everyone: "I have no life, the immortal Linghu breathes."

The author has something to say: Linghu Xi will probably be... I am quite a npc in the article, right? 23333