NABC Chapter 11
Chapter 11
Before Qin Suzhou and Yan Jue left at night, they made a special trip to the main street of Yangcheng.
In the illusion created by Muyan, every call and every shop is described in detail, and the streets are crowded with people, young and old.Walking on the real main street of Yangcheng again, looking at the shops that are close together, it is not difficult to imagine the original bustle of the city.
It's just how lively it was in the imagination, but how cold it is now.
Before dawn, fish-belly white floated far above the junction of the sky and the earth, and the hazy sunlight fell on the street, illuminating the dead trees that ran through the house and occupied the open space.As far as the eye can see, the rough trunks of the criss-crossed trees protrude from the ground, and the intertwined roots are all over the city, and there is almost no flat place to set foot on.
These trees were created by Muyan with spiritual power as carriers of illusion.All the living creatures in the illusion, Mu Heng's corpse, and even the puppets in the forest are all made of trees.Muyan's spiritual power is not enough to support a fantasy world as big as a city, so he thought of a tricky way, took out the memories and souls of strangers and placed them in the demon tree, and built them into living creatures that can move and laugh.
However, now that the illusion has dissipated, the spiritual power has been withdrawn, and they withered quickly, leaving only huge corpses showing the crimes they committed during their lifetime.
Qin Suzhou leaned against a dead tree at the corner of the street, watching Yan Jue who was not far away gently brushing a low tree.
The ground in front of the tree was scattered with long-withered flowers, and the petals that had lost their color were scattered all over the ground.A storage ring hangs on a branch of a small tree, swaying slightly with the spring breeze.
It's a pity that this spring breeze cannot wake up this tree, nor can it green this city.
Yan Jue pressed his palms on the rough tree trunk and closed his eyes.
"...Brother?"
Suddenly feeling something poking his hand, Yan Jue opened his eyes and saw Qin Suzhou handing over a branch of white camellia.
"Give it to her."
Yan Jue nodded, squatted down and leaned the camellia against the coiled roots.The white petals became the only color in the withered vegetation, dyeing this gray street with a trace of new vitality.
"When I left Yangcheng last year, she said that when we saw each other next time, she would give me the first bunch of camellias I picked in the morning." Yan Jue said in a low voice, "Because there is nothing good in Yingshan Medicine Shop, the camellias are the most beautiful. .”
——Last year and today, in this door, the faces of peach blossoms are red.
——The human face does not know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze.
Qin Suzhou looked at him with his arms crossed for a while, then sighed.
"Things are impermanent, if you feel sad for everyone's death, then you will not be able to feel sad in this life."
Yan Jue stood up and blinked.The first ray of sunlight in the morning pierced through the hazy clouds, and fell into his light-colored pupils brilliantly and warmly, shining golden luster.
"Brother, are you worried about me?"
Qin Suzhou rolled his eyes at him, turned around and left, "Who knows how long you will be hurting the spring and autumn, I don't want to stay in this unlucky place anyway."
"Senior brother! Senior brother!" Yan Jue chased after him, "Do you still have camellia?"
"Didn't I give it to you?"
"But I want to ask for another one."
"……Gone."
"There are so many! Are they all gone?"
Qin Suzhou stopped in his tracks, turned his head angrily, and said, "Even if there is, I won't give it to you again."
Yan Jue had an innocent face, "Why?"
The only answer to him was Qin Suzhou's faster and faster pace and the hem of his clothes being lifted by the morning wind.
……
The Holy Pavilion is located in Yuzhou, and the Baishi Banquet was held in Yuzhou.It's not too far from Yangcheng to Yuzhou, but it's really difficult for Yujian to fly there.Yan Jue fell in love with a silver fox on the way. He was eating wild fruits and taking a nap on the mountain. When he woke up, he tied a rope around his neck and let it carry people. He was very angry. nature.
Anyway, Qin Suzhou didn't know what rogue tricks Yan Jue used to tame it. Not only did it make a haughty fox willing to carry people, but he even accepted the name Gousheng, which even dogs despise.
"Goushengsheng, my clothes were bitten by you, and I didn't bring a spare, what should I do?"
"Wow." Gou Sheng flicked his tail with a foul face, and swept Yan Jue off his back to the tailor shop on the ground.
"Goushengsheng, look, I bought you a pink veil, it's suitable for your fur, I'll tie it on for you!"
"Aww!" Gou Remnant tore up the small pink handkerchief with his teeth and paws, and then unceremoniously tore off the jade around Yan Jue's waist and put it around his neck.
"Goushengsheng, look at this little sandbag, hey-quick! Go after it! Bring it back!" Yan Jue looked at the sandbag that was in the distance, and then at the big fox who was taller than him, and suddenly walked away from it. There was an unusual breath in those obsidian-like eyes.
The next moment, Gou Sheng bit his belt, and threw his head and feet flying out like a big sandbag.
call out--
Ah ah ah ah ah--
Snapped!
Qin Suzhou looked at the bubbling ripples smashing into the lake not far away, couldn't help but lowered his head and took a bite of the still warm scallion pancake, and seriously commented.
"really not bad."
Gousheng: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."
Blister: "Cuckoo, cluck, cluck...boom..."
There was no sound.
The surface of the lake was quiet and even the wind stopped. The dragonfly flew past the surface of the lake, making a series of shallow ripples, which were soon smoothed away.
The scallion pancake in Qin Suzhou's hand loosened and fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Gou Sheng, I remember one thing."
"Wow?"
"He doesn't seem to know how to water."
"..."
"!!!"
Yan Jue, who was rescued, was beaten by Qin Suzhou until his viscera were almost displaced before he spit out the water. He convulsed like a dying fish on the ground for a long time before he recovered.
"Why are you bothering?" Qin Suzhou squatted beside him, looking at the dog leftover with wet fur not far away, "He's a fox, not a dog, and besides, you ruined a scallion pancake for me."
Wrapped in a wet robe, Yan Jue blinked her amber eyes, "Senior brother, I'm cold."
"Stop acting like a spoiled child to me," Qin Suzhou rolled his eyes at him, "Go and change your clothes."
"It was all bitten by the dog leftover, this is the last thing." Yan Jue shuddered, and bit his purple lips, "Brother, I'm really cold."
A gust of wind blew, and Yan Jue hugged his knees tremblingly, her long eyelashes were wet, like a rain curtain, dripping water droplets as soon as they were lifted.
"You can't live on your own crimes, wait, I'll find you some firewood." Qin Suzhou glared at him angrily, knocked on his forehead and was about to get up, but was startled by the scalding skin on his forehead up.
"You...what's the matter with you?" Qin Suzhou put his hand on his forehead and frowned, "When did you have a fever? It's so hot?"
Yan Jue grinned, and smiled a little foolishly, then fell to the side, and fell unconscious on the ground.
……
Yan Jue's fever was very severe, her beautiful eyebrows were always tangled together, and she would talk nonsense when the heat came up, calling mother for a while, don't go, senior brother, please don't ignore me, and calling for so-and-so and so-and-so to accompany me Play.
Occasionally, when the heat subsides, she smiles playfully, pulls the hem of his clothes and clings to him, calling his brother one after another, telling him that he is fine.In a blink of an eye, he burned unconscious again.
After burning like this intermittently for four or five days, the heat never came down.Qin Suzhou watched anxiously. He was really afraid that his brain, which was not right at first, would be burned even more strangely, so he asked Gou Sheng to hurry up and arrive at the Holy Pavilion a few days earlier.
The disciples of the Holy Pavilion saw Yan Jue's waist card of Bihaijiao disciple, and glanced suspiciously at Qin Suzhou next to him, "This..."
Yan Jue smiled, "My wife."
"Oh, it's Mr. Qin." The disciple of the Holy Pavilion nodded clearly, "I have admired your name for a long time, I have admired your name for a long time."
Qin Suzhou: "..."
Qin Suzhou swears that the news of him killing Jiang Shan did not spread so quickly in the cultivation world.
The disciples of the Holy Pavilion led the two of them to a courtyard to the north, and bowed, "Please, but monks have arrived at Bihaijiao and lived in the two rooms on the west, and now only the room on the north is left. It's empty, you two... it shouldn't be inconvenient, right?"
Yan Jue waved his hands and smiled: "Brother, you're joking, it's convenient."
Qin Suzhou: "..."
Row.
You are good-looking and you have the final say.
"But who else is coming in Bihaijiao? Could it be the lord..." Yan Jue sent away the disciples of the Holy Pavilion, holding his head and muttering as he walked in, almost tripping over the threshold without noticing.
"If Luo Liu comes to this yard, I won't be able to stay any longer." Qin Suzhou stepped forward to give him a hand, "But why should you come here when he comes?"
"Not necessarily, my lord, it's weird... something..." Yan Jue had already started to speak incoherently, Qin Suzhou touched his forehead, and the heat came up again, and he couldn't help but sighed sincerely from the inside out. tone.
"Go to the house to sleep and sweat, and I'll find out if you have any medicine." Qin Suzhou sent the man into the house, when he heard the rustling of footsteps in the courtyard, he went out At a glance, Wen Ruan's hurried steps suddenly stopped, and the excitement froze on his face.
"Didn't Yan Jue not let you come?"
"You, you take care of us!" Wen Ruan stared at him with round eyes. Although he had no confidence, his fierce aura remained undiminished. "Get out of the way, I want to go in and see my brother!"
"Your brother is sick, don't bother him." Qin Suzhou pushed him out and closed the door behind him.
"Ill?" Qingshan Qingshui who came to ask the question followed behind Wen Ruan, both of them were taken aback.
"How could he be sick?!" Wen Ruan opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "Impossible, he never got sick no matter how much he was tortured by Master in Bihaijiao! Did you hurt him!"
"Why should I hurt him? Declare war with Bihaijiao?" Qin Suzhou's brain throbbed with pain from Wen Ruan's sharp voice.
"I, I don't know what you are thinking..." Wen Ruan muttered and wanted to say a few more words, but was pulled back by Qingshanqingshui.
"Master...uh—" Qingshan suddenly got stuck in the middle of speaking.
"I have something to say." Qin Suzhou waved his hand wearily.
"What's wrong with Senior Brother?" Qing Shan asked.
"Fever, it started four or five days ago... no, it should have been earlier, he kept it from me," Qin Suzhou rubbed the center of his brows, "The fever fluctuates up and down, and the fever doesn't go away. It's not unusual."
The three of them looked at each other, as if trying to discern whether what he said was true or not.
Qin Suzhou shook his head, opened the door and walked straight out, "Forget it, my worries about your elder brother are in vain, so you can do whatever you want."
The three of them watched him stepping out of the courtyard quickly, wondering whether he should be left behind or not, and when he was uncertain about his actions, Qin Suzhou's footsteps stopped suddenly.
An ax grazed his sideburns and smashed into the pillar behind him. Qin Suzhou's cheek gave way to the side, but still left a thin bloodstain.
The other party was approaching menacingly, but Qin Suzhou didn't panic anymore, and put on a confident smile on his face.
"Look at your clothes... are you from Mobei Loulanbao?"
Seeing his indifference, the man on the opposite side's face became even more gloomy, and his fingers, which had been eroded by wind and sand all year round, clenched the other ax tightly.
"Guan Jing, Lou Lanbao's deputy," a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he leaned forward with a copper ax in his hand, "Qin Suzhou! I want you to pay Immortal Jiang Shan's life back!"