Chapter 2 Return

Qingyun Mountain, Xiaozhu Peak.

The night was dark, and the sky solidified like deep ink. I could only faintly see the thick dark clouds moving slowly in the sky, and the silent rain fell from the boundless black. Farther away in the sky, there is a faint rumble of thunder. I don't know if there will be more violent wind and rain coming.

The disciples of Qingyunmen who went to the southern Xinjiang have been back for several days. After meeting the elders of the teacher, Lu Xueqi returned to Xiaozhufeng and never appeared again. Even the undercurrent caused by the mysterious disappearance of Dao Xuan Zhenren and Tian Buyi in Qingyunmen, as if she had never paid attention to it.

The steep and beautiful little bamboo peak is still as calm as the past thousands of years. The bamboo cultivation is all over the mountain. On this stormy night, it still whispers the sound of sand and bamboo waves and silently stares at the people on the top of the mountain.

The green lights in the hut are like candlelight.

The door was light, but the window was still half open. The wind and rain in the mountains came quietly. From time to time, the rain powder flew into the house, wet the window sill made of bamboo, slowly condensed into water droplets, and slipped quietly, leaving water marks. The wind blowing from a distance shook the window gently, making a gentle "squeak" sound in this silent rainy night.

The candlelight on the table in the room swayed in waves, and it was uncertain. It seemed to be blown out several times, but it was always struggling until the mountain wind weakened, slowly recovered, and brightened again.

In the night, there was no other light. A little away from this candlelight, it was shrouded in a shadow.

Lu Xueqi sat under the lamp and silently looked at the candlelight.

Blue light, beauty, in such a night, it seems that the melancholy that can't be condensed, is silently engraved in the time, but I don't know how much time can be retained?

Outside the door, there was a gentle step from afar, and Lu Xueqi's head moved slightly. A mountain wind blew from the window, and the candlelight on the table shook and faded. Her hair on her temples fluttered gently with the wind.

The door made a low sound and was pushed open. The wind and rain outside the house suddenly became louder, as if the wind was getting louder in an instant and was about to rush into the house. Fortunately, after that moment, the visitor had entered the room, turned back and closed the door, cut off the wind and rain outside the house, and gave the house peace.

Lu Xueqi stood up, lowered her head slightly and said, "Sister, why are you here?"

The person who came was Wen Min. She glanced at Lu Xueqi, walked to the table and sighed slightly, "Since you returned to the mountain, it's rare to see you go out of this room. If I don't come to see you again, I'm afraid I don't know what's going on with you now?"

Lu Xueqi looked up at Wen Min and saw a smile on the corners of her sister's mouth, her eyes were soft, and she was obviously full of care. She smiled in a low voice and said, "What can I do? Thank you for your concern."

Wen Min looked at her for a long time and saw that Lu Xueqi was as normal except for her slightly pale face. Then she slowly relieved and said, "Sister, it's okay as long as you're fine, but as a sister, seeing that you have become like this, I feel very sad. In addition, after you returned to the mountain, you only met Master on that day, and then you closed yourself in this hut. You never went to see her. Anyway, you can't blame Master in your heart. You know, we were all raised by her.

Lu Xueqi shook her head and said, "Sister, what did you say? I definitely don't dare to blame the master at all. I dare not go to see the master, but I know that I'm unworthy, and I'm afraid of making the master angry."

Wen Min was stunned for a moment and looked at Lu Xueqi. After a long time, her face was complicated and her language stopped. She only sighed in a low voice and stood up.

At this moment, in the distance of the sky, a flash of lightning suddenly passed, followed by a thunderbolt, Huo suddenly rose, the sound was like a crack, but it seemed to echo on the top of the head, echoed, for a long time.

The wind outside the house seems to be a little tighter.

Wen Min frowned, walked to the window, looked out and said, "Look at the sky, it seems that the rain is going to be heavy again."

Lu Xueqi stood up and slowly walked to the window. She stood beside Wen Min and looked out. In the night, two slim figures stood side by side, staring at the dark night and endless wind and rain.

In the distance, the sound of sand and bamboo waves and bamboo leaves in the rain is coming quietly.

For a moment, I don't know if they are quiet in this tranquility, and both of them are speechless.

After a long time, Wen Min took a deep breath, smiled and said, "Speaking of which, we haven't watched the rain together for a long time?"

Lu Xueqi smiled at the corners of her mouth and said, "Yes, in fact, I also remember that when I went up the mountain when I was a child, you took care of me at the beginning. At that time, I was ignorant. Whenever there was a stormy night, when the thunder roared, I was particularly afraid." She slowly turned her head, her eyes were full of softness, and whispered, "Every time it's my senior sister, you take me to sit by the window and watch the rain, telling me not to be afraid."

Wen Min shook her head and laughed. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Lu Xueqi's long soft hair on her shoulder. Suddenly, she sighed and said, "In a blink of an eye, you have grown up."

Lu Xueqi felt Wen Min's palm and gently patted her on the shoulder, as if there was a little warmth from there. After a moment of silence, Lu Xueqi looked at her senior sister and said, "Sister, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

Wen Min was slightly stunned, smiled bitterly, and said, "I know you have never been smart, and you can't hide anything from you..." She paused for a moment and said, "Sister, in fact, with your intelligence, you are far better than me as a sister, but how can you not see through it, understand it, and you feel

The smile at the corners of Lu Xueqi's mouth slowly disappeared. Instead, it was a familiar indifferent look. However, in the face of Wen Min, she no longer had that cold feeling.

"I'm not bitter!" Lu Xueqi stared out of the window at night, so quietly.

Wen Min looked in astonishment. Lu Xueqi's eyes drifted far away. She didn't know where she looked in the dark night, but the tone of her words could no longer be clear: "I've never suffered, sister. From the beginning of the teacher's teaching, it is to ask us to have no worries, be in a free state of mind, and understand creation, in order to live for a long life, right?

Wen Min nodded and said, "Yes, in fact, on top of practice, we Taoism and Buddhism have some similarities."

Lu Xueqi gently held the bamboo handle on the window sill, and a cold wind blew. She seemed to be a little chilly. She shrank, but she still stood. On her white palm, she quickly condensed crystal beads of water.

"But, what am I going to do for life?"

Wen Min opened her mouth slightly and frowned.

"I know that these teachings handed down by our ancestors in Qingyunmen for less than thousands of years are definitely not wrong. We mortals want to break away from reincarnation and practice in this way, or we can grow up. In the past, I also thought so, so I practiced wholeheartedly. It's just that now..." Lu Xueqi smiled in a low voice, as if to be deep in her heart, and said, "If I want me to be ruthless and loveless in my life, and my heart to ascend to immortality like white paper, then how can I want such immortality and such a fairy!"

Wen Min said, "Sister, what on earth are you talking about?"

As if she hadn't heard Wen Min's words, Lu Xueqi said to herself, "I know what you're thinking in my heart, sister, you probably scold me for not knowing the personnel. I don't know that the world is difficult and dangerous. What I want in my heart is hard to get results. In fact, I don't know? If you say it's hard, I did suffer for it. But now, I have thought about it. People say that the world is unforgivable and unforgivable, and I can't break the door and leave the house like him after all. But even so, I only want to have a person in my heart who can miss each other, and I also know that he also has me in his heart. As long as I do this, I will be satisfied.

Wen Min snorted and said, "Don't you know that you won't have a result after all? Don't you care about this?"

Lu Xueqi's face changed her expression for the first time, as if it was deeply gloomy and passed quietly. After a long time, she whispered, "Of course I care. If it's possible, who doesn't want to stay together for a long time, and who doesn't want to live forever? I just didn't think about it because I knew it was difficult to achieve. Anyway, who knows what will happen in the future, but I won't forget it after all.

Wen Min looked deeply at the beautiful woman in front of her. In the night, she was as beautiful and elegant as a lily, blooming in loneliness. She sighed gently and said, "Anyway, I knew I couldn't persuade you. You can go to see your master early tomorrow morning."

Lu Xueqi was stunned for a moment, turned her head and said, "Although it's not that I don't want to see my master, but if I go, I will probably make her angry again."

Wen Min shook her head and said, "Today, my master asked me to call you in private. What I'm doing is business. Don't worry."

Lu Xueqi hesitated for a moment and said, "In the southern Xinjiang, the beast god has disappeared, and the great trouble of the righteous confidant has gone. Is there anything else?"

Wen Min hesitated for a moment and said, "It's the resurgence of the demon religion."

Lu Xueqi's body was shocked, and at the same time, a complex and difficult look flashed in her eyes, saying, "What?"

Looking at Lu Xueqi's strange look in his eyes, Wen Min sighed in his heart, but he still said calmly, "Recently, there have been rumors that the demon thief who was destroyed in the hands of the beast god in the beast demon catastrophe that day still has remnants, which seems to be a comeback. Moreover, our Qingyunmen is worried about internal and external troubles at this moment. Master, she also seems to be worried. You know that she has always valued you the most, and most of them are calling you there for this matter.

Lu Xueqi silently for a long time and nodded, "Yes, I'll go to see my master early tomorrow morning."

Wen Min nodded and said, "Then you should rest early. I'm leaving."

Lu Xueqi didn't stay much. When she sent it to the door, Wen Min suddenly stopped her body, turned around and looked at Lu Xueqi and said, "Sister, if you have something to do in the future, don't hold it in your heart. If you believe in being a sister, tell me that it'

Lu Xueqi nodded slowly and whispered, "Yes, sister, I know."

Wen Min looked at her expression and expected that although she agreed, with Lu Xueqi's temperament, she probably had something to do, and she would not say anything. At that moment, he had to smile bitterly and turned around and left.

Relying on the door, he saw Wen Min go away.

Lu Xueqi slowly withdrew her eyes and saw that the night was like ink, and the wind and rain were bleak. The world was silent, as if there was a sense of bleakness.

She was crazy for a moment. For a long time, she seemed to wake up from a dream, silently turned around and gently closed the door.

The wind and rain of heaven and earth are also closed outside the door.

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Just like the news secretly obtained from Qingyunmen, Huqi Mountain, which is thousands of miles away, and the once deserted mountain, suddenly became lively here. A large number of magic disciples returned to the station of the Ghost King Sect. The once sealed organs were opened one by one, and the abandoned sentries were also restored one by one under the orderly command.

In a clear day, the last one of the Demon Sect and the most powerful faction ghost king at this moment, under the leadership of the ghost king, returned to Middle-earth.

Large and small packages, with a long queue that can't be seen at a glance, are like a group of ants returning to the nest from afar. In this team, the most eye-catching thing is that every dozens of feet, hundreds of magic disciples escort a huge thing. The outside is all covered with thick gray cloth, showing a huge square shape. And under the mantle, from time to time came a shocking low roar, full of fierce anger, but somehow it sounded like a monster that was extremely tired.

This huge and mysterious thing was quickly transported into the huge cave operated by the generation of the Ghost King Sect of Huqi Mountain by these disciples who seemed to be familiar with the magic religion. In the air, there was only a cry and roar of an unknown monster that gradually drifted away. At the same time, somehow, there was a strange bloody smell in the wind. The breath gradually rose from the surroundings and drifted in the wind.

The ghost king stood on the side of the cave with his hands behind his back, watching the last mysterious giant being transported into the depths of the cave, with no expression on his face. At a glance, he seemed to have not changed anything, except for the sideburns of his hair, which was once white for his daughter.

After him, there were two shadows. One was Youji, who was still covered with a black veil, silent, and the other was shrouded in a black shadow. It was Mr. Ghost.

When almost all the disciples of the demon religion entered the cave, several people soon ran up to whisper to the ghost king. The ghost king listened silently and did not say anything, but nodded slowly. Those demons quickly dispersed. Under the silent order, the boulder mechanism at the entrance of the cave slowly fell down and the outside world's The light blocked the outside.

The ghost king exhaled gently in the dark.

This familiar smell of caves.

In the deep cave corridor, the light slowly lit up. It was the magic disciples who lit the torch hanging above the channel one by one. Under the familiar dim yellow fire, the shadow also began to shake.

Being behind, Youji slowly took a step and whispered, "Suzerain, do you want to see the ghost?"

The ghost king's eyes seemed to flash and said, "After I came back, I haven't seen him yet. Where is he?"

Youji whispered, "He has always been at Baguio's place."

The ghost king was about to step forward. He paused for a moment. After a while, he said, "I'll go there. You don't have to follow me."

Youji answered and saw the ghost king go to the distance until the back disappeared. When she turned around, she was suddenly shocked. I don't know when the mysterious shadow beside her had disappeared. Under the black veil, Youji's two willow eyebrows slowly frowned, with a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

Outside the ice stone room in the depths of the mountain cave, it is completely different from the hustle and bustle outside. There is no noise here, and it is still as quiet as before. Perhaps in the eyes of some people, there should be more loneliness here.

The ghost king stood outside the door of the ice stone room for a long time. Facing the stone door, somehow he never stretched out and opened it. The thick stone door stood in front of him, but his eyes seemed to have penetrated the indestructible stone.

After the stone gate, where the cold is, is the daughter still lying calmly?

Will a strong person like him also have a weak moment and unwilling to face his daughter?

I don't know how long it took. Time passed quietly. The ghost king's body moved, slowly stretched out his hand, and lifted the mechanism. The low roar came, and the stone door slowly opened in front of him.

A cold air came from the back of the stone gate, and there was a faint trace of curling white air floating in the stone room. The ghost king stepped in, and the stone door was behind him and closed again.

Everything has not changed.

The calm lying figure even included the man who had been sitting aside in his memory.

Gui Li didn't look back. Even if he still looked at Baguio, and the Ghost King didn't say anything. He silently walked to the other side of the ice stone platform and stared at his daughter.

Baguio was still so calm with a satisfied smile, lying quietly. Between the hands crossed in front of her, the magical magic treasure acacia bell was quietly stopping in the palm of her hand.

The faint, golden brilliance seems to be refracted from the bell of the acacia bell, emitting light of different lengths. In the silent stone room, somehow, there is always an illusion, as if there is a low echoing and crisp bell from somewhere, but after listening carefully, there is always no trace. Only the faint light on the always flashing bell, as if it were gentle eyes, staring at the men in these two stone rooms.

"Is she okay these days when I'm not here?" The ghost king said lightly that his eyes had been on his daughter since he entered the stone room.

Gui Li slowly looked up and looked at the ghost king. The ghost king also withdrew his eyes from Biyao and looked at Gui Li.

The eyes of the two men met in mid-air, as if there was a silent thunderstorm.

Between them, in Baguio's hands, the light on the acacia bell flows gently.

"She's fine." Gui Li stood up and said lightly.

The ghost king nodded and said, "I'm relieved to have you."

He paused for a moment and said, "Have you found any news about the return of the soul art when you went to southern Xinjiang this time?"

Gui Li's face flashed a trace of gloom and shook his head. The ghost king silently looked down at Biyao and sighed softly. In fact, when the ghost went to the southern Xinjiang, the main thing was to track down the beast god and receive the secret order from the ghost king to catch the foreign beasts around the beast god, but at this moment, the conversation between the two seemed to have forgotten this matter.

In the stone room, there was another silence.

In the end, the ghost king looked solemn and said lightly, "I still have something to tell you, but it's not appropriate here. Let's go out."

Gui Li nodded and didn't say much. Finally, he glanced at Baguio. Somehow, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes and he randomly turned around and walked out. The ghost king followed him and walked out of the stone gate. The heavy stone gate slowly fell and once again intercepted the silence. In the huge ice stone room, there was only a faint light of the empty and flowing acacia bell.

The two men walked side by side in the spacious corridor. Along the way, the magic disciples they met retreated to both sides one after another, bowed their heads and saluted, and the sound of footsteps gently echoed.

Around a few corners, the two came to the residence where Gui Li lived. The ghost king looked at Gui Li and seemed to feel something. Gui Li frowned gently, but did not look at the ghost king. However, after a slight hesitation, he reached out and opened the door.

Two people walked in.

"Squeak, squeak..."

"Roar..."

In the familiar cry of the monkey Xiaohui, it was accompanied by a few strange roars. The glour of the foreign beast that once followed the beast god was lying on the ground of the fierce room at this moment. It only seemed that it was very depressed and lazy. It closed its copper bell-like eyes and lay motionlessly on the ground.

On the contrary, the monkey's little gray is still in the same spirit as before. He jumps around the glouter, touches the left, hits the right, pulls the glouter's tail for a while, pats the glouter's head for a while, and occasionally puts his hand on the glouter'

Looking at Xiaohui's appearance, it seems that he wants to cheer up and play together, but it obviously has no effect on the glaught.

After the ghost king and the ghost Li walked in, Taoie turned a blind eye and still lay on the ground with a lazy look. The monkey Xiaohui let out a happy cry, jumped on the ghost Li three times and lay on the master's shoulder.

The ghost touched Xiaohui's head and said to the ghost king indifferently, "That's it."

The ghost king didn't say anything, just stared at the glour lying on the ground. At the corners of his mouth, a faint smile slowly appeared, but between the smiles, there was a trace of unfathomable meaning.