Dinghai Fusheng Records

"Not necessarily the same person," Chen Xing paced in the room, saying, "Maybe just the same name with the same name? Item..."

The item has been completely chaotic, and it is unconsciously pinched, and the amount is full of sweat. If his mother was an ancient man three hundred years ago, what is he? ! The two looked at each other subconsciously. Chen Xing saw the strong uneasiness in the eyes of the subject. He used the same name and the same name to comfort the story, but in reality both of them were very clear. That may be the mother of the story.

The log of Yin Yang Jianli Zhang stayed, the place where the mangosteen was not moved, the whereabouts of Haizhu, all seemingly unrelated mysteries, finally at this moment, seemed to be successfully linked together, in a name The sly Han Chinese exorcist girl.

And this girl is also very likely to be the mother of the story!

“Here?” Feng Qianxi’s voice said.

Xiang Shu and Chen Xing were shocked and shocked.

Feng Qianxi was also screaming outside the door, and the three men yelled at the same time. Only Xiaoshan looked at them indifferently.

At the third time, Feng Qianxi and Xiaoshan were found. Chen Xing first left with the boy, and then he was the subject. Both of them did not go back. Feng Qianxi was accompanied by Xiaoshan in the room, and the two eyes were wide-eyed. No matter what he asked, Xiao Shan did not care about him. The atmosphere in this mansion could not be said to be different, which reminded Feng Qianzhen of the ghost story that the old man said when he was a child: it was terrible to have a sleep in the storm, and the companions disappeared one after another.

"Don't be scary!" said Chen Xing.

"Is it scary for you two!" Feng Qianxi said with anger. "Running out for so long, all three, and not coming back!"

Xiaoshan entered the room and looked around curiously. Chen Xing gasped, and the face of the story could not be seen any more. Feng Qianxi said: "What have you found? Let me see?"

Chen Xingchao Feng Qianxi explained that when it comes to the identity of Xiang Yu, this thought about the life of the item, it is inconvenient to say more, and the intention is vague, but the article says: "She is my mother."

Feng Qianxi also realized that it was not right. He trembled: "Have your mother lived more than three hundred years old? Oh, this... this is really true. The exorcist, um, the exorcist can live for so long?"

Legend has it that people who have cultivated immortals live two or three hundred years old, and even live with the heavens and the earth, but they have never been seen before, and the right to explain can barely speak.

Xiang recalled the mother and said: "She is not like a 300-year-old."

People live for a long time, and the heart will definitely differ from the appearance on the surface. For example, an 80-year-old person, even if he has a 20-year-old face, his words and actions will never be like twenty.

"What is the falling soul clock?" Feng Qianxi wondered.

"A magic weapon," Chen Xing recalled the details and said, "Can take away the two souls of the demon, the person, the beast."

Feng Qianxi: "Isn't that dead?"

Chen Xing waved his hand and explained: "When people are born, there are heaven, earth and people. If the soul is lost, people will die. The soul of the earth will be the perception of the foreign objects and the spirit of the people. The third soul 'Human soul', the master of your memory. In addition to the soul of the heavens, the other two souls are lost, people will not die for the time being. Empty and then elaborate with you... Xiaoshan! Do not mess things!"

Xiaoshan is not tall enough. Maybe it is boring to look at the top of the bookshelf. Maybe he wants to make a point to announce that he is still there. He stretches his claws and pulls the whole shelf down. The room is full of dust, Chen Xing. Busy to Xiaoshan to come over, Xiaoshan looked reluctant, blocked Chen Xing, and then pointed to his own ears, but also refers to a back door that appeared after the bookshelf collapsed.

Chen Xing: "?"

Xiaoshan lifted his foot and opened the door, indicating to come with him.

Chen Xing: "What's wrong?"

Behind the door is a path leading to the depths of the backyard garden. This path has been left unattended for nearly a hundred years. It is covered with weeds. Nearly four times, it is silent, and the moon emerges from the dark clouds. The outline shines on the trees and shrubs.

"What did you hear?" Chen Xing asked.

Xiaoshan does not say anything, Chen Xing knows that his hearing has always been more powerful than Xiang Shu and Feng Qianxi. Then, Xiaoshan opened the weeds with the claws, and Feng Qianxi said, "I will come."

Chen Xingchao’s confession is to ask for advice. Does it mean that you want to stay here or come with us?

After the item was closed, he got up and Feng Qiang turned his knife, and there was still some grievance on the blade. Chen Xing glanced at it. Apparently after several encounters, the grievances on the knife had not completely dissipated.

The trees blocking the road withered, retreating toward both sides, showing the secret path, and the old woman’s voice came from the breeze: "Leave here... stay here... don't go..."

"Female...woman?"

Chen Xing heard the creeps and looked at Feng Qianxi. Xiang Shuo pressed his shoulders and crossed Feng Qianxi and Xiaoshan to enter the depths of the garden.

"Don't go... stay here..." The old woman voiced painfully, "Don't go..."

A gust of wind blew, the dark clouds obscured the moonlight, Chen Xing and Feng Qianxi heard the cold hair straight, Chen Xing grasped the hand of the story, and threw his not afraid of ghosts into the clouds, saying: "Or we still first... go back first ? Come back in the day?"

"What are you afraid of?" Xiang said frowning, while clenching Chen Xing's hand, and his ten fingers, said: "You are not afraid, but also afraid of ghosts?"

Chen Xing mourned: "The main thing is this big night, nothing can be seen, it is terrible."

"Heart lamp!" The item tightly tightened his fingers, and the warm big hand made Chen Xing calm down a little.

Chen Xing trembled, and he sang the heart lamp in one hand, and painted the surroundings in a white, showing the rockery under the pale white light, and the swing on the tree next to the rockery. The swing was still shaking in the wind and making a sound. This scene is even more horrible. It is.

When the heart lamp shines, the sound suddenly seems to be summoned, a little bigger.

"Don't go! Stay!" The old woman's voice screamed.

When Feng Qianxi and Chen Xingdeng flew away, Chen Xing quickly hid behind the story, and Xiang Shu stopped his steps. Only Xiaoshan doubtfully went to the rockery.

"Don't go..." The voice was stunned.

Xiaoshan side, the claws point to the ground in front of the rockery, under the swing, the sound is from the head.

Xiang Shuchen Chen Xing said: "Don't be afraid, let me see."

When the four people came to the rockery, Xiaoshan dug a few muds with the dragon claws, and the sound of the ground kept saying: "Leave... leave me..."

Feng Qianxi is also a bit unbearable, saying: "I think it is still waiting for the sunrise to dig again? Little brother! Stop it!"

Chen Xingdao: "What do you do in the middle of the night, and then dig up a dead man!"

Chen Xing’s mind has already revealed that there is an old woman buried in the ground, and the picture of resentment does not dare to look again. However, Xiang Shuo also digs up and digs less than a foot with Xiao Shan. In the depths, the sound of "叮" met metal objects.

At this time, Feng Qianxi and Chen Xing were flying apart, and Feng Qianxi immediately said: "I am leaving first!"

"Not a coffin!" The story is impatient.

Then, Xiaoshan took out a bronze gong from the mud.

Chen Xing: "????"

When Feng Qianxi saw that he was not a corpse, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Xing was finally not afraid. He only heard the old voice from the inside of the village: "Leave... Leave..."

"What is this?" Chen Xing was much better. He took the scorpion and saw a copper lock on it. Xiaoshan placed it on the stone next to the rockery and broke his claws.

Chen Xing signaled everyone to step back and go ahead to open the gong.

"How come suddenly and not afraid?" Xiang Shu looked at Chen Xing in disbelief.

Chen Xing: "It's not a ghost... it's okay."

Feng Qianxi held his arm and said, "In case you live in a ghost?"

Chen Xing: "That... I am not afraid of seeing the real thing. I will open it and look at it. You should be careful."

Feng Qianxi said: "I am still here."

Feng Qianxi gently tapped the edge of the scorpion with a blade to prevent the hidden weapon inside. After opening the scorpion, the smashing cover flipped, and the slammed bounced open, and the sputum cast a shimmer.

There was a withered dried flower inside, and a glowing butterfly was parked on the petals, gently fluttering the wings, and the dim blue light was emitted from the butterfly wings.

The butterfly made a faint voice: "Leave..."

Chen Xing: "????"

Everyone frowned at this scene, and the item asked: "What is this?"

Chen Xing: "I don't know. Bring it back to study? Xiaoshan, don't mess it!"

Xiaoshan took off his claws and went to catch the butterfly. Xiang said that he would immediately hold his wrist. The glowing butterfly patted his wings and flew out of the scorpion. He took a light powder around the people. Circle, slowly rising.

"It has to fly away!" Feng Qianxi said.

The item immediately reached out, pointing at the two fingers, holding the butterfly's wings and not letting it escape. However, just at the moment of grasping it, the butterfly turned into a light powder and disappeared, and the entire dark night garden lit up in an instant. The abandoned trees in all directions restored their vitality, the water in the courtyard was flowing, and countless memories came to the surface, and they were brought back to the house of 300 years ago.

Xiang Yu was dressed in a military uniform, sitting on a swing, shaking gently with the breeze.

A man walked into the garden, and the words screamed and the two turned their eyes.

"The old lady has lived for a long time, and her temper is stubborn," Xiang Yu said softly. "Let's stay, brother, if you say something, don't go to the heart."

The person who was called "Leaving Brother" was Zhang Liu. At this moment, I saw Zhang stayed sideways and took a few steps in the garden. His face is white, his hair is a few whiskers, his facial features are extremely beautiful, and he can even be described as "Jun Li". If he is not tall and straight, wearing a literary gown, some people will even regard him as a girl.

Zhang Liu said: "Nature will not care, just you... I thought that Xiangjia is much more reasonable than I imagined. So it seems that it is difficult for you. Or, I think another way. ”

"Leave a brother!" Xiang Yu stood up from the swing, and stopped talking, and when Zhang stayed around, he was uneasy: "You really want to... want to... do this?"

Zhang stayed a little smile and did not answer.

Xiang Yu said to himself: "It's too crazy, it's too crazy. Do you know what it is, what are the consequences?"

"The world has lost its aura. From then on, there will be no demon, no magic, no exorcism," Zhang stayed calmly. "There is still a mortal world."

Xiang Yu is silent, Zhang Liu said: "The people in Xiu Xian, the mana is strong, and then evolved, who can make it? The demon is revived in the millennium, for the thousand years of the state of the robbery, leaving the exorcist, set them What should I do if I am on the wrong path? I think that China is not waiting for the resurrection of the devil. I am afraid that in this long millennium, it will be destroyed in the hands of the exorcist."

Xiang Yu frowned: "Leave your brother, you always do, why do you always like to think of people as bad?"

Zhang Liu replied: "The Changan Exorcist Division is facing a crisis of division. Do you think this kind of thing is impossible? The exorcist divides Hu Han, but the demon industry does not have Hu Han's points. The mortal is still bound by the law firm. Once the magic division splits, who is it to bind?"

Xiang Yu said seriously: "If you don't say anything, just take away all the mana between heaven and earth, and you will become the enemy of the exorcist under the whole world."

"What about that?" Zhang stayed. "At that time, I have already left. In the language, you must know the most important thing about this."

Xiang Yu was upset and said: "Leave your brother, do you really think that you can get rid of the demon by relying only on Haizhu and not moving?"

"The road to the world is mostly thorny," Zhang stayed replied. "Only do your best, know the hardship, don't you do it?"

The two suddenly stopped talking and looked at the garden, where an old, angry woman stood.

"The big mother."

Zhang stayed for a little, then turned and left.

The so-called "big mother" is the meaning of "grandmother" in Huiji, and the old grandmother of Xiangjia is going to the language at the moment, cold and cold: "Let Zhang stay tomorrow and not stay in my home!" ”

The idiom wanted to distinguish, but he sighed softly.

"You still don't like it?" The old man said coldly, "I am listening to the words of Zhang Liu, and I am so arrogant!"

Xiang Yu squatted for a moment, suddenly said: "The big mother, the demon slayer, is the mission of my life, the child followed the brother to go to the demon, not exactly..."

"When are you going to Changan and Luoyang for a trip to the far door?" The old man said coldly, "You are going to go 3,000 years ago!"

This statement is like a thunderous thunder, running through Chen Xing's mind. However, the next conversation between the grandparents and the grandsons made him think about it deeply, and he couldn't help but listen to this vast amount of information.

The old man was holding his crutches and was angry. He said: "The plan of Zhang Liu will not be successful! When the devil is in the world, the heart lights will follow, and the heart lights and the mountains will follow each other. Now you have no heart lights. How can we succeed in the trade smuggling of martial arts three thousand years ago?!"

Xiang Yu argued: "But the brother also said, as long as he returns to the battlefield, when Chiyou has been weakened by Xuanyuan, there is a certain force of Haizhu, there is still hope for success. So, hidden in China In the earth, the curse that lasts for thousands of years will also be solved..."

"Leave," said the old man. "You leave me, speak, don't go!"

Xiang Yu shunned the old man's gaze, and his eyes were full.

"The big mother," Xiang Yu said slowly, "I remember, in your life, the most regrettable is the separation from the great father... You said, one day, will..."

"Don't say it!" The old man suddenly screamed, "I won't let you leave with Zhang!"

The old man was so excited and coughing, and the words were busy taking care of her grandmother and helping her to leave.

In the garden, the seasons are changing, and the spring flowers of the court are withered and turned into snow. In the shadows of the sky, the words are carrying a sword, wearing a robes and walking into the garden. Her appearance is even more beautiful, the eyebrows, facial features, vaguely have the outline of the story.

In the sleeve arm of her plain robes, I don’t have a black gauze.

“Ready?” Zhang Liu’s voice said.

Zhang stayed in a huss costume, lined up and straightened, and then came to the garden.

"Leave your brother, you don't want to move like a mountain." Xiang Yu slammed the scorpion on the stone table and opened it. It was the epee that was taken from the exorcism, and said, "I don't want to see it." Look? This is the **** soldier that my great father used before."

"For the time being, I will accept it in Yin and Yang." Zhang Liu said that he offered a mirror and took the epee in.

"How much did you bring from Changan?" The slogan of the sorrow was not hurt, and it was apparent that it had come out of the grief of the death of the grandmother, with a bit of vitality in the eyebrows.

"I brought the magic of the Tianzi class," Zhang said. "There is still a bit of a sham for the job."

Xiang Yu was helpless, laughed, and under a smile, suddenly the garden became spring.

Zhang stayed and raised his hand, and there was a shining pearl in his hand!

Chen Xing only felt that the blood of the whole body had to be solidified at that moment!

The bead shines brightly, but the details of the details are not really cut.

"This is Dinghaizhu?" Xiangyu is obviously the first time I saw it. I reached out and touched it. I only saw that the sea pearls were shining.

“Yes,” Zhang stayed. “This is the “nuclear” of this Shenzhou we are in. In this golden wheel, I call it the 'tidal wheel'. Time is like the sea, the years are like the tide, then, We must get a good place to absorb the aura of the heavens and the earth, and then choose a layout to motivate the light wheel of the corresponding heaven and earth in the pearl to reverse, and the time can be reversed, and the cause and effect can be restarted."

Xiang Yu looked at Dinghaizhu, and then Zhang stayed the magic weapon and said that he could go.

"I still have a wish," Xiang Yu whispered. "Give me some more time."

Zhang stayed a "please" gesture, so the item 嫣 took out a small bronze clock, took it in his hand, and then handed it to Zhang to leave a scorpion, Zhang stayed open and looked at it, inside is a flower.

Zhang stayed frowning: "Speaking, you..."

"Let this butterfly stay in my homeland." Xiang Yu looked up and looked at the snow fluttering in the sky. "Let my memory fall like a snowflake, stay forever, never leave." ”

Immediately, the words of the lingering singer screamed in the hands of the singer.

The story suddenly widened his eyes.

I saw the body of the lingering glimmer, flying a flash of butterflies from the light, flapping the wings, flying into the soul of the falling soul, but holding the falling soul clock, gently letting, let the elegant Then, the butterfly stopped on the flowers in the shackles.

Zhang Liu put the scorpion on the cover, and the eyes of the lingering words were a little lost.

"The Shenzhou, which was 3,000 years ago, is also a Chinese state," Zhang said. "The people who live in China are also the same people as you and me."

"I know." Xiang Yu said softly, "But we will never come back again. I just want to bury the memory of the Xiang family here, and the right is part of my three souls." Staying with the land after these three thousand years."

She buried the scorpion in the mud, and finally got up and left with Zhang Liu.

The white light slammed and the rest of the garden stood four people. Chen Xing looked up subconsciously and looked at the subject.

When the **** was whispering, the sky gradually lit up. The black shadow of the claws and claws in the rockery and the wilderness garden slowly receded, as if the black cloth that had been hidden between Chen Xing's eyebrows was finally untied and fell to the ground. At this moment, he and the project still hold hands, and the subconsciously clenched Chen Xing's fingers and gasped, as if he had experienced a big dream of three hundred years ago.