My practice narration is weird

In the desolate courtyard where the Luo family lived, a few blue bricks were put together to form a small stool.

Although it was June, the night in the mountain city was cool.

Zhou Wenxian took out a watermelon and sat on the stool. Then he showed a cold light in his eyes and snorted.

His four-level supernatural power was clearly revealed.

He slapped it with his palm, and the watermelon split into two halves.

Then, Zhou Wenxian began to eat the watermelon.

While eating the watermelon, Zhou Wenxian glanced at a house in the corner of the courtyard. The door of that house had not been opened for two days.

The movement in the mountain city was really big. This night was too long.

But no matter how long the night was, it would eventually usher in the dawn. The sky was already dawning.

The pavilion outside was about to collapse in an instant. The other four-level people in the Luo family couldn't help but run out to watch, but they were scared back by the oppressive aura of the six-level.

The six-level, if they really fought in front of them, they would not be in a good situation.

So their first reaction was to find Zhou Wenxian and ask him to call out the head of the family.

Those who could follow Luo Yue here were also considered to be the people of the Luo family who had been selected through layers of selection, so they more or less understood where the head of the family's power came from.

But the other practitioners of the Luo family did not know that the current head of the family could no longer use [Confine the Spirit and Send the General] and no longer had such a powerful power.

As the only person who knew about it that day, Zhou Wenxian did not tell others about it.

So, he could only remain silent at that time.

"Zhou Wenxian, what are you hesitating about? Without the head of the family, how can we fight against the Six Realms?" Everyone was puzzled.

Zhou Wenxian did not speak, but just thought silently in his heart.

It's very simple. The young man who fought with the Six Realms outside is also from our Luo family.

But except Zhou Wenxian, the others did not know Ye Wuyou.

Finally, the aura went elsewhere, and the other practitioners of the Luo family breathed a sigh of relief, but after a while of hesitation, they ran out again, mumbling that they wanted to go and watch, even if there might be danger, they wanted to join in the fun.

During this period, there was also a moment when Zhou Wenxian sensed an aura that made his body stiffen, and that aura seemed to cover the entire mountain city in an instant.

Even surpassed the previous six realms.

Hasn't that demon brother Ye come back yet...

Zhou Wenxian couldn't help but worry.

He knew that Ye Wuyou was now in the fifth realm, and was much stronger than the fifth realm he knew, but it was only the fifth realm after all.

He also saw the battle on the street corner outside. Ye Wuyou did not gain any advantage, and being able to fight evenly was beyond his expectation.

Now the fight has gone to who knows where.

After all, it is the sixth realm Tianquan...

"Will he win?" Zhou Wenxian murmured, and then took another big bite of melon.

"What's the point of winning or not, Zhou Wenxian, don't think about winning every day, you will only lose everything in the end."

Ye Wuyou walked in from the door, his expression natural, his pace unhurried.

Cough cough cough, Zhou Wenxian suddenly coughed, suddenly put down the melon, thought about it and handed the other half of the melon to Ye Wuyou.

"Eat, eat melon, Mr. Ye?"

"Your melon, I don't eat it."

"Uh, first, before..." Zhou Wenxian hesitated.

"It's over, nothing big, where is Luo Yue?"

Zhou Wenxian pointed to another house at the corner of the courtyard, and then whispered.

"The head of the family has been closed for two days, and now it's the third day."

"Two days ago..."

Ye Wuyou interrupted him and nodded.

"I know, it's okay, I'll go over and take a look."

Zhou Wenxian was a little confused. Why did Ye Wuyou know what happened two days ago?

He didn't know the mystery of the divine Taoism technique Tianyan.

He watched Ye Wuyou walk by calmly. Although his clothes were tattered, he didn't seem to have any injuries.

Some strange ideas suddenly came to his mind.

Are the practitioners of the magic path so strong? They can fight against the sixth realm without losing a single drop, and come back unscathed?

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Ye Wuyou knocked on the door.

No response.

He stood at the door and waited for a while, then looked at the window next to him.

A door naturally couldn't stop Ye Wuyou, but breaking the door or climbing through the window, this thing Ye Wuyou always felt was not in line with his image.

So, the ripples under his feet flickered, and the magic of shrinking the earth into an inch was performed, and Ye Wuyou directly performed a face-to-face quick pass.

However, as soon as he entered the house, Ye Wuyou frowned.

The room was dark, without any lights.

Besides, the doors and windows were closed, and the air was filled with a strong musky smell, so strong that it was pungent. The incense burner in the simple and plain room was still emitting wisps of white smoke.

Ye Wuyou glanced at the bed, which was empty, with only a broken bronze mirror placed on it.

The bronze mirror was broken by someone.

There were several exquisite small boxes scattered on the ground, but they did not contain any panacea, but rouge boxes, but the powder in the box was also scattered on the ground.

Ye Wuyou's eyes moved slightly, and finally looked to his side, his eyes slightly lowered.

The thin and emaciated figure was curled up at his feet at this moment, or in other words, leaning against the corner behind the door.

The window was pushed open by Ye Wuyou, and fresh air rushed in. The strong fragrance in the room receded a little, but there was also a faint smell of death and a faint smell of decay.

Ye Wuyou wanted to light the candle, but the difficult voice came from his feet.

"Don't……"

The clothes were gently held by a small hand. Ye Wuyou turned his head and looked around, only to see a pair of deathly pale eyes in the darkness.

In fact, it didn't make any sense whether to light the candle or not. Not to mention that Ye Wuyou was in the fifth realm at the moment. He could even see things clearly in the second realm at night.

The air in the room was a little dull and a little hot, but Luo Yue was still wearing thick clothes, and her face was covered with a black veil that was not breathable at all, and it was wrapped layer by layer, tightly wrapped. , without revealing anything.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wuyou trembled slightly, but was suddenly speechless.

He doesn't know Shinto magic, and his level is too low to integrate into the second weird one. This is the result.

From the time Luo Yue integrated into the [Ju Ling Sent General] to today, it has been full of success, but it has only been a few months.

This is because Luo Yue practiced the Luo family's "life and death transformation" method, turning her body into a corpse in advance so that she could maintain consciousness.

Otherwise, ordinary people would have lost consciousness long ago if they were corroded to this extent.

After a moment of silence, Ye Wuyou looked calm, as if nothing had happened, and bent down to pick up the scattered rouge on the ground.

There was a slight smile in his voice.

"A lot of things happened that night. The head of the Cui family was driven naked onto the street by me earlier and ran in a panic. Of course, he is no longer here."

"The Cui family does have someone from the Sixth Realm. It seems that he is not the same kind of person as the head of the family. He was quite dangerous at the time and was slightly better than her by half a move. However, she has not moved now. Well, if there is, then I will beat her again."

"A real person from Baiyunguan came forward. I chatted with him for a while and finally calmed down the matter."

After clearing away the debris, Ye Wuyou walked back to Luo Yue, but there was something extra in his hand.

It was a branch, looking ordinary.

Luo Yue looked a little puzzled.

But if Lu Chen were here, he would recognize it at a glance as a branch of the sacred tree.

Moreover, unlike ordinary branches, even if Lu Chen went to pick them up, the Lu family could only get dry buds. Occasionally, they could get new branches, which were only a little more green and had no leaves.

But what Ye Wuyou was holding was undoubtedly a fresh bud just picked from the tree, with two leaves still hanging on the branch.

With the help of the Cui family leader's six-level soul and absorbing a ray of soul power from Feng Xin, the sacred tree finally burst out some rice.

"What's this……"

Luo Yue asked doubtfully, but when the branches of the sacred tree were placed in her hands, her words stopped abruptly.

She could feel that the strangeness in her body that was constantly eroding her slowly fell silent at this moment, and even the erosion gradually stopped.

Although it is not completely silent, the erosion is still there, but it has become extremely subtle.

After all, the suppressive power of the branches of the sacred tree is not as good as that of the sacred tree, and as time passes, the suppression will slowly dissipate.

But at least it's okay for now.

You can add it later.

"This is..." Luo Yue spoke with difficulty, but the doubts in her voice were stronger than before.

Ye Wuyou didn't speak at this moment. He first reached out and patted the woman's forehead, then leaned down, his eyes were level with the curled-up woman in front of him, and whispered softly.

"Didn't I say before that you should still be the head of the family? Don't think about leaving these things to me. That would be too tiring."

Luo Yue didn't speak, she just turned her head and slightly avoided Ye Wuyou's gaze. Then she lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the sacred tree branch in her hand, lost in thought.

Seeing the lonely and autistic girl in front of him, Ye Wuyou thought for a while, and joked with a smile on his lips.

"The main reason is that I really don't want to go to work, well, I really don't want to do anything. If you leave the Luo family to me, if I'm a bad person, I'm afraid I'll just cash in and take the money and run away. You know, I'm very easy to run away. Hurry, even if you are in the coffin, you will only be able to cry in the coffin. "

The girl huddled in the corner finally had some reaction after hearing these words. She snorted softly at first, but then she chuckled and let out a slightly hoarse laugh.

"It doesn't matter. You can... carry my coffin and run with me. I don't need to eat."

"This...isn't good. I'm not some spiritual guy who kills ghosts all over the world behind my sister's back."

Ye Wuyou scratched his head and seemed to be thinking seriously.

Luo Yue just said it casually, but Ye Wuyou's words made her slightly stunned.

what is that?

Ye Wuyou obviously couldn't answer the doubts in the girl's eyes. He just tapped the girl's forehead with his fingertips again, and then pointed to the side...well, the desk in front of the window sill.

After all, apart from the desk and bed, this room has no other place to sit.

"Okay, okay, even if you are autistic, don't sit on the ground. Come on, go over there."

Luo Yue was silent for a moment, her body trembling, but she didn't move at all.

Ye Wuyou turned his head and looked at her doubtfully.

After a while, Luo Yue turned her head slightly, glanced at Ye Wuyou with her pale eyes, then lowered her head and whispered.

"Move, I can't move, my body feels numb."

Ye Wuyou looked slightly stunned, then without saying anything, he leaned over to pick up Luo Yue and put him on the chair.

The girl's figure was very stiff, as stiff as a dead person. He was completely unable to move. Even when he was picked up by Ye Wuyou, he always maintained a curled up position.

Her palms were held together with five fingers. Ye Wuyou could see Luo Yue trying to open them with force, but there was no movement at all.

Did you stay curled up in the same position for three days?

Like a dead person... In fact, this is indeed the case. The original idea of ​​the Luo family in creating this technique was to allow those who practice this technique to "resurrect towards death" or even "resurrect the dead". Unexpectedly, in the end, it can only be used as " "Living corpse" has nothing to do with "living", but it does wonders for containing the weird.

Ye Wuyou held Luo Yue's closed palm and opened the green-black fingertips bit by bit, and then tried to inject a bit of Qi into her to sort out her meridians, but it was like nothing happened.

Sure enough... his meridians were all gone, and he could barely maintain his own Qi, let alone make any progress.

This is also the reason why Luo Yue's cultivation has been in the third realm for half a year and has made no progress.

Ye Wuyou put down the girl's stiff hand, with an indescribable look in his eyes, but at this moment he suddenly understood how those old Chinese doctors felt when they took the pulse and suddenly frowned.

Just suppressing the weirdness at this moment is not enough.

The look in Luo Yue's eyes was calm. Being able to temporarily suppress the weirdness in her body was beyond her expectation.

She just felt that this branch that could suppress the weirdness should not be given to her.

On the one hand, it was because she knew that Ye Wuyou also had something strange about him. Although the other party was better at Shinto magic than she was to suppress it, the erosion of the strangeness was still there after all.

on the other hand……

Luo Yue looked around at this moment and saw Ye Wuyou's face thinking hard. She opened her mouth and her voice came out through the veil.

"Did you pay a lot for this thing? I think..."

"No, you can use it first. Although it's only temporary, it's enough." Ye Wuyou responded casually.

Luo Yue lowered her head, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly. She hesitated to speak, but she didn't know how to speak.

A soft tut came from in front of her, and Luo Yue's eyes trembled, thinking that she had said something wrong and made the person in front of her dissatisfied.

But when she looked around, the voice came first, and she heard Ye Wuyou talking to her.

"Wait a mininute."

Immediately, Ye Wuyou closed his eyes for some reason and frowned tightly.

Luo Yue was confused, what was he doing?

But she has long been accustomed to Ye Wuyou's strange things. After all, she was the one who took good care of Ye Wuyou during the half-month period when he was in coma at Luo's house.

I have also heard men say some strange words in a coma.

"Tell me to come from the bottom lane. Why am I here? The other side has entered my jungle area. You should activate it as hard as you can."

"I'm really pulling..."

Luo Yue doesn't understand.

But at the moment, Ye Wuyou closed his eyes and thought, and Luo Yue's eyes moved away slightly, just scanning the surroundings unconsciously.

Luo Yue suddenly caught a glimpse of the light on the bed from the corner of her eye.

Although there were no candles lit in the room and it was dark, the sky outside the window was already glowing with light.

The night is gradually dissipating, and the sky is about to break.

In a glimmer of light, the broken and blurred bronze mirror on the bed reflected a ghost-like face.

There was a trace of fear in the pupils that were obviously only the whites of the eyes, and they kept shrinking. The entire pupils were stained with paleness, and the stiff body suddenly trembled.

Luo Yue was trembling now. She stretched out her stiff hand with all her strength and touched her cheek.

The thick veil wrapped in layers is still wrapped around his face. So, what is in the mirror.

Why am I still...

For three days, the deepest fear in her heart had faded slightly, but at this moment, it resurfaced in her heart like a nightmare, penetrated into her mind, and engraved in her eyes.

How can there be a woman in the world who doesn't care about her appearance?

She also wanted not to care, and even kept telling herself not to care about her face.

Beauty and ugliness are just common people's opinions, and everything is just a pink skull in the end.

But I kept warning myself in my heart, but I cared about it more and more in my mind, and it even became a kind of obsession lingering in my mind.

But I am just a layman.

People will always fight for some things that are destined to be left behind because of some obsessions in their hearts. They strive for it diligently, worrying about gains and losses along the way. In the end, they are just fetching water from a bamboo basket, looking around at a loss.

My mind is full of thoughts, but I am not free in any way.

The body kept shaking, and the wooden chair made a slight creaking sound.

It was obvious that the sky was getting brighter, but Luo Yue only felt that her eyes were pitch black at this moment. She felt like she was alone in the turbulent waves at night, and her body was tossed up and down by the violent storm.

The next moment, the thin body suddenly lost its balance and fell from it.

A strong hand grabbed her.

She reached out almost subconsciously and grabbed the hand tightly, her black and sharp fingertips piercing the other person's skin at this moment.

Then, the whole person attached to it.

A small boat seemed to appear on the sea at night.

It was a lone boat.

But it allowed her to cling on and survive in the dark, uninhabited sea.

Luo Yue felt a touch of warmth on her cheeks as the dark and cold sea water lapped her.

This warmth gradually spread to the whole body, like playing in the ice and snow when I was a child, but when I came back to my senses, I only felt trembling with cold. I returned home to find the coal stove that enveloped my whole body with warmth.

Only then did the darkness in Luo Yue's eyes recede like a wave, and all the scenery in the room returned to her eyes little by little.

She looked in front of her blankly.

But when she saw the scene in front of her, there was undisguised horror in her eyes, and she even wanted to escape from it all.

Ye Wuyou had taken back the broken bronze mirror at some point, and now it was slowly standing up in front of her.

"No, don't." Luo Yue's voice was filled with a desperate wail, and she reached out to cover her veil tighter.

But she only then realized that the heavy veils on her cheeks had already been taken off by the man and placed on the corner of the table.

On the black veil, there were still some black blood stains, which had dried and clumps, and were extremely ugly.

The broken bronze mirror was already blurry, but it was finally placed in front of her.

Her body was tightly bound, and her sight could not escape from all this.

But the girl's eyes showed astonishment, and then this astonishment turned into a hint of stiffness, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, but she was speechless for a while and could not speak.

In the extremely blurry bronze mirror, there was a face that was pale, but no longer had the blue-black corpse spots.

That face was even more normal than before, with a touch of youthful elegance.

Dawn has broken in the sky, the sun rises slowly, dispelling the last bit of darkness.

The warm sunlight shines through the window and falls on the ground.

The sea is no longer dark, and the surging waves are gone. Only the calm water and the wooden boat swaying in the wind are left, but they have broken through the darkness and walked out of the storm.

A lonely boat.

10,000 words

4800+5200

Give Luo Yue an arrangement, the little girl is too miserable