Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Magic Moon

"Senior, senior, what's the matter with you, what happened..." Lin Jingyu rushed to Wan Jianyi's side, knelt down, his hands were trembling, and he wanted to help him up, but the place where he started was soft, and there was a wave of evil. A coldness rose in Lin Jingyu's heart, Lin Jingyu seemed to be in a bottomless ice cellar, where there were tentacles, not a single bone of this old man was intact. "Who, who is it?" Lin Jingyu's voice became hoarse in an instant, his teeth were biting his lips deeply, blood was bleeding in a blink of an eye, and even his eyes burst open in anger and despair.

"Senior, senior..." He yelled in a low voice, choked with sobs, and finally cried out. He never knew that he would cry again, right in front of this desolate and powerless old man, the despair of more than ten years ago It seemed to envelope him again. Wan Jianyi looked at the young man helplessly, he was so sad and hopeless.Maybe, after all, someone is sincere to me, Wan Jianyi thought in his heart. His fingers moved, and then, as if a god was pitying him, he raised his palm tremblingly, Lin Jingyu's body was shaken, he grabbed his hand, and said anxiously: "Senior, senior, what do you want to say? Say, who made you do this, I, I will avenge you, who, who is it?"

Wan Jianyi's face became paler and paler, and his breathing slowly slowed down, but for some reason, his eyes became brighter, the palm in Lin Jingyu's hand, his fingers were shaking slightly... Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then looked down, in the palm of his hand, that old and feeble finger, stained with blood, was gently and scribbled a stroke: "Little...heart..." Suddenly, behind Lin Jingyu, in the mist, a black shadow flashed out, and Mr. Ghost stared at him with piercing eyes.Lin Jingyu turned his back to Mr. Ghost at this moment, and was staring at Wan Jianyi's fingers with all his attention, without feeling it at all, but Wan Jianyi saw it, his gaze and Mr. Ghost's gaze silently met in mid-air, It seems that a hundred years have passed by.

The vicissitudes of the past... Wan Jianyi suddenly smiled, with a bloody smile, facing Mr. Ghost, then he shook his head. Lin Jingyu waited for a long time, but he didn't see Wan Jianyi continue to write, looked up in astonishment, but saw Wan Jian bent to one side, he had died.Lin Jingyu's body trembled, his hands trembled, and he looked at the lifeless face in disbelief. After a while, he yelled: "Senior..." Painful cries came from him throwing himself on the old man's body. Mr. Ghost stood silently behind him, staring at Wan Jianyi's old face. After a long time, he quietly backed away and disappeared into the mist. In the distant wind, there was a faint sigh. .

※※※ From the foot of the Wolf Howling Mountain, the sharp and ferocious howls sounded continuously from afar.On the top of Qingyun Mountain, people's heads are shaking, people in the righteous way gather on Tongtian Peak, Reverend Daoxuan, Master Puhong, Yun Yilan and others standing at the front all have serious faces and frowns, and they are facing the direction down Qingyun Mountain looking out. It has a faint fishy smell, which can be faintly smelled in the wind, making people think of the countless cruel and vicious monsters at the foot of the mountain.No one knows what will happen after this catastrophe.

In the square outside the Yuqing Palace, people's heads were shaking, but there was silence, and everyone's expression was solemn. At this moment of silence, suddenly, there was a long howl that soared into the sky in the distance, like a wolf howling, like a ghost crying, sharp Breaking through the sky, approaching from afar. Listening to the place where the sound sounded, it seemed that it was still at the foot of the mountain, but the screeching sound came into the clouds, and everyone changed color for a while.The screeching sound echoed curlingly, turned a few times among the dangerous peaks of Baiyun, and then slowly lowered again, but at the moment when it could barely stop the sound, all beasts roared at the foot of the mountain suddenly, and the countless beasts roared together. The roar soared into the sky, gathered together like an overwhelming mountain, and changed the color of the sky and the earth, rumbling.

The clouds dissipated abruptly, the mountain stopped abruptly, and a cloud of black air rose from the foot of the mountain, getting bigger and denser, and condensed in the sky opposite Tongtian Peak until it blocked the sunlight.Black clouds gradually drifted over this fairyland-like place. I don't know who was the first to call out, everyone on the top of the mountain looked over, and saw in the depths of the black clouds, in the hunting wind, a young man in a conspicuous silk shirt was standing with his hands behind his back, his face was expressionless and he was watching indifferently. with.

In the eyes of heaven and earth, what kind of thing is man? He waved his hand lightly, but his eyes seemed to pass through the mountain range.At the foot of the mountain, thousands of beasts roared, the wind gusts, and the screams finally came... ※※※ As if feeling something, Gui Li paused for a moment, turned around with a slight frown, and looked towards the front mountain of Tongtian Peak, only to see that the sky there was dark and cloudy, the wind was howling, and the weather was completely different from the back mountain where he was. . The warm sunlight, falling from the sky, was falling on the skirt of his clothes.

Gui Li slowly retracted his gaze, and subconsciously looked over his shoulder, but he didn't see Xiao Hui.This time he entered Huanyue Cave, he purposely did not bring Xiaohui, the danger was self-evident, and he was not sure.In the battle with that mysterious old man just now, although Mr. Ghost helped him, Gui Li had an indescribable feeling for the old man in his heart. Qing Yunmen's thousands of years of history is really a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. Once upon a time, wasn't he a part of this place? He pursed his lips indifferently, and walked forward again.Both sides of the path are the same as before, with dense forests everywhere, evergreen pines and cypresses, and dense vegetation. Only this mountain path winds and turns forward, leading to the unknown mystery.

In the depths of the woods, there are still faint and crisp birdsong. It seems that the catastrophe in front of the mountain has not affected the place across the mountain in the slightest. There is a calm atmosphere everywhere, and even the air is cold. the taste of. Ghost Li originally had a little nervousness in his heart, but in such a quiet environment, he quickly calmed down, so that when he looked up for the first time and saw the four words "Huanyue Cave House", facing the world-famous However, there was no strange expression on his face, as if he saw an ordinary cave. But in fact, what was in front of him seemed to be just an ordinary cave.

The entrance of the cave, which is half higher than ordinary people, is about seven feet wide. It appears on a gentle hillside, surrounded by green vines and thorns, and a few branches hang down from the entrance of the cave. When the mountain wind blows, the vines are also gently shaking.And just under the green vines, four words are engraved on the stone above the entrance of the cave: Huanyue Cave Mansion. Apart from the meaning of these four characters, everything around here, including these handwritings, seems so ordinary. Could it be that this is the root of Qingyun sect for two thousand years? Is that unnamed ancient scroll that created countless talents and heroes, including Qingyunzi and Qingye Patriarch, just lying here quietly? And that famous ancient sword! Gui Li looked at those four words quietly, and the handwriting that had gone through years of wind and frost seemed to be staring at him silently. He didn't speak, didn't sigh, the next moment, he stepped in, as if stepping into the past... ※※※ It is not as deep and long as imagined. What appears in front of you is just an unpretentious stone room. You can see all the furnishings in the cave at a glance. A few stones are piled up in the corner, and there is faint moss in the slightly moist corner of the wall. The only difference from the outside of the cave is that it is very clean here. When you enter the cave, everything seems to be quiet suddenly, as if you are cut off from the outside world. Withdrawing his gaze, Gui Li's gaze finally landed on the stone wall facing the entrance of the cave. In the flat stone wall, there was a piece of Taiji pattern inlaid on a stone slab. This is the only thing in this cave that can be related to Qingyunmen. up. Gui Li took a deep breath, walked up, and stopped in front of the Taiji pattern.The Taiji diagram is full of scars, and there are signs of damage in many places, obviously it has been a long time, Gui Li watched silently, slowly echoing what Mr. Gui said not long ago in his mind. The next moment, he lightly placed his hand on the Tai Chi pattern, and a faint blue light radiated from between his palms.Ghost Li stared at the light in his hand expressionlessly, feeling the familiar Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao aura flowing from the meridians of his body, that once belonged to this mountain range! As if a person who had been sleeping for a long time finally woke up, the peace in the stone room was suddenly broken by a distant soft sound, like the whole cave sighed softly, something started to rotate, and then, the same bright light appeared on the Tai Chi diagram. There was a cyan light, and at the same time, the Tai Chi pattern began to rotate. After turning from left to right for exactly one week, there was a sudden "click" sound in the stone wall, and everything stopped.Gui Li withdrew his arm and waited quietly. The moment of silence disappeared in a blink of an eye, and there was a dull and rumbling sound in the cave. Just to the right of the Taiji pattern, a ring-shaped crack suddenly appeared on the originally complete stone wall, and then slowly rotated and separated to the side, revealing a secret It's just that there is a strange thing in the shape of a gray water mist hovering at the entrance of the cave. It looks like mist, and it looks like water waves. Gui Li looked at the mist, Mr. Ghost still didn't lie to him after all.But within this mysterious mist, who knows what it is? Without hesitation, he strode in. The water mist engulfed him, and the figure quickly disappeared, but this time the two stone walls turned around silently and closed gently, without any trace showing. ※※※ In a trance, in the depths of the deep sky, there was a flash of lightning, which pierced through the darkness of the long night, and turned into an incomparably huge lightsaber that descended from the sky. It was so dazzling that people couldn't look straight at it, and it pierced straight into the deep heart. . Then, a strange moon with a strange silver light rose from the dark sky, hanging high in the far sky. At that moment, there was a blank in my mind, I forgot everything, only my eyes were still moving forward, staring at the back of that ray of white light. It seemed to be a deep and resentful voice, someone was crying softly, but then a familiar voice laughed out, and a young voice said "Wow", and finally started to cry. Somehow, he held his breath! Inexplicably nervous, there seems to be wind in my ears, but I can't feel my own existence, as if it's just a pair of eyes exploring and looking around, and finally see... That small village, and a dilapidated grass temple behind the village. "Did you give birth?" a man's voice asked anxiously. "Give birth, mother and child are safe, it's a boy!" Wen Po said with a smile in her voice, "Congratulations!" "Hehe, hehe..." The honest man smiled honestly, with some comfort and joy in his simple feelings. The next moment, he saw the crying boy, the child nestled in the arms of his parents. "What name should I choose, his father?" The mother was a little weak, but there was still a happy smile on her face after all. Father thought for a while, and said: "We all don't know any big characters. If you want me to say that the most knowledgeable person in the village is Mr. Lin who teaches in the east of the village. There are children in the village, and they are named after him. Why don't we ask him to get one?" The mother nodded, and the father went out. After a while, he came in from outside the house, with a smile on his face, holding a note, and said: "Mr. Lin said that the most important thing for people like us What he wanted was to be safe and keep his duty, to live a good life, so he took three characters and wrote them on it." The mother happily said: "Oh, learned people are different. What name did he name our son?" The father took the note to the mother with rough hands, hugged the mother and the peacefully sleeping child with his arms, lowered his voice, as if he had great respect for these three words, and said quietly: "Zhang, Xiao, Fan..." "Boom!" There was a thunder in the sky, and it rained in the sky, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he was gasping for breath! There was rain outside the house, the sky was like black ink, and the Qingyun Mountain in the distance was impressively ferocious. In the bleak wind and rain that filled the sky and the ground, the father and mother embraced each other, with smiles on their peaceful faces, looking at the child in their arms... He wanted to shout loudly but couldn't make a sound. Thousands of words echoed in his mind, but in the end they were only reduced to two words: "Father, mother!" The rain all over the sky seemed to fall on his face, which was icy cold. ※※※ The phantom moon in the sky shone faintly. "boom!" A stone flew from the sky, as if passing through the body, and fell behind. The sky became clear at some point, and a group of children were running in the village, laughing and playing loudly. The ordinary-looking boy was running desperately ahead, and a boy who was older than him was chasing after him with a group of children, shouting loudly: "Zhang Xiaofan, stop if you have the guts!" The kid in front gave a piss, and said while running, "You think I'm an idiot!" As he said that, he ran even faster. Chasing all the way, these children gradually approached the dilapidated grass temple at the east end of the village.From the outside, this small grass temple is dilapidated, and I don't know how many times it has experienced the wind and rain of the world. Zhang Xiaofan was the first to rush in, and the group of children behind him also ran in, the voices of the children came from the dilapidated grass temple. He stared blankly, and suddenly his mind was blank again, as if a trace of inexplicable fear radiated from a place in his heart that had long since disappeared, filling his heart. One step after another, he quietly approached the grass temple, approaching the nightmare that seemed to have disappeared a long time ago. The older and handsome boy was riding on Zhang Xiaofan's body, with a smug expression on his face, he said with a smile: "I caught you, now you have nothing to say, right?" Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes strangely, and said: "It doesn't count, you plot against me, how can you count?" The boy was taken aback, and wondered: "When did I plot against you?" Zhang Xiaofan said: "Alright Lin Jingyu, do you dare to say that you didn't put this door panel here?" The child named Lin Jingyu said loudly: "How can this happen!" Zhang Xiaofan pursed his lips and tilted his head, showing a resolute attitude of not surrendering or yielding.Lin Jingyu got angry from his heart, strangled his neck with one hand, and said angrily: "If you agree to catch him, you will admit defeat, will you accept it?" Zhang Xiaofan ignored it. Lin Jingyu's face was flushed, he exerted force on his hand, and said loudly: "Are you convinced?" Zhang Xiaofan's trachea was strangled by him, it was gradually difficult to breathe, his face gradually turned red, but at such a young age, his temper was extremely stubborn, he insisted on not saying a word. Lin Jingyu was getting more and more angry, his hands were getting stronger and stronger, and he said in a voice: "Are you convinced, are you convinced, are you convinced?" Can't accept it... Can't accept it... The voice suddenly reverberated in his mind like mountains and seas. The sadness that had been for many years, just like this, flooded into his heart in a series of shouts. Then, as if looking forward to it: that hand stretched out quietly from the years, haggard and wrinkled, so familiar, so kind, but once upon a time, it was so heart-shattering, with boundless hatred! The old monk smiled, still the same kind and compassionate smile, and stood in front of him.For a moment, his world was completely blank, everything else, villages, children, disputes, suddenly disappeared, only the compassionate and peaceful old monk looked at him with a smile, as if in the eerie years. A painting that never fades. His whole body trembled, and an indescribable grief and indignation welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help shouting up to the sky. When did the sky turn black again? There is wind and rain, quietly fall!