Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

"What kind of promise?" Di Dongqing asked, "Could it be that Nan Yanqi is also greedy for fame and fortune?"

But Lu Zhengqiu shook his head and said, "It is something more attractive than fame and fortune, and it is the deepest desire in Nan Yanqi's heart."

"Nan Yanqi's longing...?" Di Dongqing fell into deep thought.

Lu Zhengqiu also recalled a lot of past events. In his impression, Xia Qiyuan was always cautious in dealing with things, never showing off, but able to firmly grasp everyone's desires.

Zhuo Yinglian wanted to avenge her father, so Xia Qiyuan gave her the power to turn her into a demon string and kill the righteous way of martial arts.

Feng Tingjian wanted to continue the glory of the Yushan clan, so Xia Qiyuan gave him the opportunity to test the medicine for Yue Baiyu.

King Yuchang wanted to seize the crown prince, so Xia Qiyuan removed the obstacles for him and cleared the rivers and lakes.

Although they are killers, they are not ignorant of the world, they only know how to kill.On the contrary, Xia Qiyuan never interfered with the two people's study and life. In addition to teaching martial arts, he even taught them strategies and tricks, so that they could understand the pleasure of teasing people's hearts.

In the world, conspiracy and power are rampant, fueling the desire in the hearts of the two.

On that day, it was also in such a quiet mountain, surrounded by water and swamps, reeds were overgrown, and the setting sun was slanting to the west. The sound of horseshoes startled a group of wild geese returning home, flapping their wings and soaring into the air.

At that time, Zhuo Yinglian looked at Xia Yun in the sky and said: "When I was young, whenever this happened, my father would urge me to go home, and he would call my name over and over again until I agreed."

Nan Yanqi laughed at himself, and said, "It's a pity that the two of us don't even have surnames, let alone first names."

Zhuo Yinglian said: "That's not easy, since I don't have one, I'll get one for myself."

At that time, they were still young and ignorant, but they were awakened by the words of others, so they used the scenery they encountered during the journey to give themselves a famous name.

They are not wild geese returning home, but floating duckweeds.

Duckweed has no roots, but the moment the name is removed, the seeds of desire have taken root and sprouted.

Nan Yanqi said that since he was lucky enough to survive, he would continue to live, frolicking in the world and despising the common people, wouldn't it be pleasant.

Desire was born in his heart, and weakness was born.

One thought becomes madness, one word becomes prophecy.

"What Xia Qiyuan promised to Nan Yanqi was not fame and wealth, but that when he got old, he would completely transfer Youying's primordial spirit to him."

Di Dongqing was horrified: "Is he willing to dedicate himself to Youying? It's crazy."

Lu Zhengqiu said indifferently: "He wants to be like what Xia Qiyuan promised, to become a god with a mortal body, immortal, and live forever."

Di Dongqing just shook his head: "Even if he is immortal, he is no longer himself."

But Lu Zhengqiu sighed: "He himself is a person who doesn't even have a name, and there is no place for him in the world."

Di Dongqing was speechless, he looked at Master's dejected expression, as if a strange sadness filled his throat.

Because the world is too vast, and mortals are too lonely.

The rootless duckweed would rather surrender to the evil spirits and fall into the darkness, but also ask for a place to return.

Lu Zhengqiu's expression became gloomy, because Nan Yanqi was a part of him, they were so alike, like two shadows cast by one person.Two flower stalks on a piece of duckweed.

Now, a part of him has been completely abandoned by him, buried.

As retribution, he will eventually face death, lonelier than a cunning wolf crouching by the water, lonelier than a dead bone sinking to the bottom of the water.

He murmured: "Actually, the leader's promise was made to me. If I hadn't betrayed the Demon Sect, I would be the next Xia Qiyuan. The cold poison that entangles me is the remnant soul of ghosts left in my body." , I spent nine years of hard work, and even turned into a soul to fight against it, but I couldn't drive it away, maybe one day, it will swallow me again..."

The wind blowing across the mountains made him shiver.

But Di Dongqing quickly approached, grabbed his arm with one hand, and said impatiently: "I will never let Master be taken away by others, whether it is a demon cult or a god, I don't care, your home is me. "

Lu Zhengqiu was startled, and said, "Silly boy, I'm already by your side."

Di Dongqing shook her head and said, "It's not enough. I must find a way to completely eradicate the remnant soul. First, I need to crush the conspiracy of the Devil's Cult, and then get the half-book of medical records left by Feng Tingjian..."

The young man's tone was urgent, and the fire of hope was shining in his eyes.

Lu Zhengqiu showed surprise again, he was once again warmed by the flames, compared to the long and lonely eternal life, he only wanted to be by this person's side for a moment, even if it just disappeared, he would be satisfied.

It turned out that his desire was so simple.

He smiled slightly, patted Holly on the shoulder, and said, "Fortunately, Xia Qiyuan had already given up on me, and turned to look for other people."

Di Dongqing asked: "By the way, what does Xia Qiyuan plan to do now? There are not many people in the Demon Sect. Could it be that he will choose Yaoxian?"

Lu Zhengqiu shook his head and said: "Zhuo Yinglian's qualifications are insufficient, and she has no will. I don't think Xia Qiyuan will choose her. Yue Baiyu was originally his goal, but we saved him halfway. I think, next, maybe Tianxing... "

"Tianxing, no wonder he wants to kidnap Tianxing!"

Leng Hook's hysterical expression flashed in Di Dongqing's mind, overlapping with the innocent face in her mother-in-law's painting.

"Master is right. We should indeed go to Wuxi. There may be a way to save Tianxing hidden there."

Even winter worms have dreams.

That night, Lu Zhengqiu dreamed of the scene beside the cave, Granny Wuxi walked towards him, but the expression on her face was not a smile, but anger.

The mother-in-law frowned, the wrinkles on her cheeks were intertwined, and her facial features were distorted by anger, as if she was asking—all the troubles were caused by you, why do you still have the face to live.

The trembling fingertips pointed to the grave, as if to say—the person buried there should have been you.

The next moment, he was really lying in the tomb, hearing the sound of his body gradually decaying. The ants gnawed at his cheeks, sucked his flesh and blood, drilled into his bone marrow, and devoured him from the inside out.He saw Di Dongqing's profile through the cracks in the damp soil, gave him a deep look, then turned and left, gradually drifting away.

He felt the tremor of his feet on the ground, but the tremor faded away, and he was alone in the cold grave.He wanted to make a sound, but he couldn't even touch his own throat. The damp soil pressed against him from all directions, making him feel suffocated like never before.

It is a pitiful winter worm, why should it have a dream of summer grass?

He woke up in the middle of the night.

The faint sound of insects pierced into his ears, and there was a cool breeze blowing over his shoulders. It took him some time to realize where he was.

He was in a stretch of barren mountains. Wuxi Village was located deep in the mountains, and the road was tortuous and desolate. The two could only spend the night in an abandoned house and sleep on the only stone bed.

Di Dongqing was lying beside her, her black eyes were extraordinarily bright in the night, like two stars.

He noticed the strangeness of the people around him, and asked with concern: "Master, are you having nightmares again?"

Lu Zhengqiu nodded.

This was the second time he woke up tonight, the night outside was dark, the cold moon hung high, it was the darkest time of the day.

Di Dongqing said: "Your complexion is not very good, do you feel cold, let me go get some firewood." As he spoke, he was about to get up.

"No need." Lu Zhengqiu grabbed his arm and pulled him back to the bed, "I'm not cold, I'm just a little tired."

Di Dongqing nodded suspiciously, the two were so close that even the rustling of hair against the bed could be heard clearly.

He asked back, "Why are you still awake, did you wake me up?"

"No," Di Dongqing shook her head and said, "I... have never felt sleepy."

"How come, you have been on the road during the day, you should be very tired."

"Well, but just lying next to you and thinking of you being so close to me keeps me awake."

The two of them were lying together, the stone bed under them was only covered with a layer of straw mats, it was cold and hard, but the shoulders that were pressed against each other were warm and soft.

Lu Zhengqiu was startled, and said: "It's not like there was no such thing..."

Di Dongqing interrupted him and said, "Your childhood doesn't count."

His words were a little hasty, and when he turned his head away, his warm breath fell on Lu Zhengqiu's cheeks.The broad shoulders moved uncomfortably, and the folds of the underwear changed accordingly, outlining the outline of his firm and straight shoulders.