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    ¡°Perhaps everything she has encountered recently has made Luo Yuanqiu feel confused, and her reunion with her junior sisters today caught her even more off guard.  The visit of the old friend also awakened her memories of the past. After she fell asleep after meditating at night, she had a rare dream.

    In the dream, the sky was dark and seemed to be overturned.  Guanshan is like iron and covered with heavy snow.  Black and white flow coldly between heaven and earth, forming an indestructible prison in the howling north wind, silently coming from all directions.

    The copper bell swayed gently, echoing in the valley, ethereal and misty.  It was the only sound that could be heard besides the wind.  The hawk flew along the ridge, and its eyes reflected this huge funeral procession, watching them go farther and farther in the wind and snow.

    In the wind and snow, Luo Yuanqiu whipped his whip to drive the horses forward, and the spiritual flags were flying, almost blending with the snow.  The grand and solemn funeral before entering the mountain almost made people forget the fear of death. However, as they went deeper into the valley, the weather was cold and the road was far away. Many people could not keep up with the team and had no choice but to turn back.

    Even so, there are many people left.  All kinds of faces passed before her eyes, obviously different from each other, but in the end they converged into the same blurry face in her mind.

    After the extremely sad and glorious ceremony, only this long and difficult road remains.  The cold sealed all the emotions inside the body, along with the sadness that had nowhere to vent.  Along the way, we occasionally see frozen animal carcasses, which are like a metaphor, silently telling us that the distance from birth to death is far more than the loneliness caused by this trek.

    She looked up and saw the outline of Yinshan Mountain appearing and disappearing in the wind and snow, resembling the sharp teeth of a beast, closely connected with the gray sky.  It is rumored that there is a fire burning on the highest mountain all day long. The flames are like the color of grass. From a distance, it looks like a new grassland.  If you get too close, those fires can burn a person to ashes in an instant.  But if this cyan flame is used to forge a weapon, it must be a rare weapon in the world.

    "These true and false rumors are not groundless," she thought in her heart as she held the horse's reins tightly with her fingers.  Maybe someone has hidden something in those almost legendary stories, waiting for the day when they appear in the world.

    Because the wind and snow were too strong, the team rested in a sheltered place.  After the tent was pitched, a bonfire was lit on the ground in the center. Many people sat around the bonfire, either silently mourning or sobbing softly.

    At midnight, everyone dispersed, and a woman dressed as a priest walked out of the tent. Her eyes were red, and a crescent-shaped gold ornament hung on her forehead.  She held a thick stack of papers, knelt down and sat by the bonfire, and slowly burned each sheet.

    The fire suddenly brightened, reflecting the snowflakes flying in the sky at night.  Luo Yuanqiu came closer and sat next to her. The woman was muttering a curse. Seeing that she was coming, he gave her a stack of paper and said, "You're here just in time. Help me burn these together."

    Luo Yuanqiu did as she was told. There were handwriting on the paper that she couldn't understand. When it was swallowed by the flames, it turned into a mass of light and death.  When it was almost finished burning, a dried flower fell out from the remaining pieces of paper, and the bright color was faintly visible.  The woman picked it up and put it in the palm of her hand. She stared at the firelight for a long time and said, "Look, the human portrait is not like this flower. The flower blooms and fades. No matter what, it will wither in the end. How can it last forever in the world?"

    She threw the flowers into the fire, stood up and said, "Let's go, he will be buried tomorrow, let's go see him again."

    Compared with the boundless cold night, the torches lighting up the road below are just tiny stars that will be swallowed up by darkness at any time.  Snowflakes flew past her eyes. Luo Yuanqiu opened her hand to catch it, but it slipped away from her cold fingers.  The tent was opened and a wooden coffin was placed inside, shaking unnoticeably.

    "Everyone says that grandpa is a wise man with unparalleled wisdom. But people like him are still afraid of death." The woman stuck the torch on the ground and slowly brushed her hand over the complicated carvings on the coffin lid. "Just now  The pieces of paper you burned were the Sutra of Return to Souls that he once wrote. I wonder if he thought about today when he was looking at the flower while writing."

    The mist from her mouth disappeared in an instant. The two stood in silence for a moment, and the wooden coffin trembled violently.  With a mix of sadness and anger on her face, the woman pressed the lid of the coffin and suddenly opened it.

    There was an old man lying in the coffin. He was dressed in luxurious clothes, his limbs and neck were tightly fixed in the wooden coffin with iron chains, and his mouth was wearing an iron tool commonly used when taming animals.  Even so, a faint gurgling sound could be heard from his throat.  His hands and feet kept struggling, trying to escape from the confinement, but his chest did not rise at all.  A strange smell spread from his body, like a flower blooming from blood. The fragrance was mixed with the smell of blood, coming through the cold snow without any obstruction.

    "He has also reached this point and became a living corpse."

    The woman¡¯s hands covered the old and gray face, as if she wanted to close his eyes.  But those eyes with only the whites of their eyes were always open.??What's a good thing? Why do you look so happy?  "

    "A good thing?" Chen Wenying bit her bun and said with a smile, "The good thing is that my sister-in-law was transferred to work by Si Tiantai and will never come back before the year! No one can control me at home. Do you think this is a good thing?  "

    Luo Yuanqiu nodded, thinking it would be better to ask your sister-in-law to come back soon.  Then he asked: "Why did you come to see me? Is there anything wrong?"

    Chen Wenying glanced at her: "Today is the fifteenth of this month. I have to go to the Taishi Bureau to report on my work. Have you forgotten?"

    Luo Yuanqiu asked curiously: "What, there is such a thing?"

    Chen Wenying said: "Forget it, I knew you must not have remembered it, so I came to look for you. Bai Bin happens to be here too, let's go together, okay?"

    Luo Yuanqiu smiled, and looking at Chen Wenying's expression, he felt that it was not that simple, so he said: "Okay, but I just went to the Taishi Bureau and came back. I won't go anywhere else."

    Chen Wenying curled her lips, glanced at her quickly, and said, "You said before that you were going to pursue the elixir. I'll be right behind you and won't hinder you in your work. What's there to worry about?"

    Luo Yuanqiu thought that was indeed the case. Fortunately, he didn't agree to Chen Wenying so quickly.  Chen Wenying was still dissatisfied and said: "You can have more helpers with me. Look at me, I can fight no problem? Looking at the capital, it is really rare to find an opponent"

    Luo Yuanqiu suddenly asked: "Then can you beat your sister-in-law?"

    Chen Wenying was suddenly stuck: "Sometimes yes."

    Luo Yuanqiu then thought about it and said, "Then Jing we met last time Lord Jing, can your sister-in-law beat her?"

    Although Chen Wenying was very unhappy with that Master Jing, she said honestly: "It's a bit difficult. She seems to be very powerful."

    Luo Yuanqiu smiled slightly, touched Chen Wenying's head with his clean hand, and said, "Okay."

    Chen Wenying said in confusion: "Why do you ask this? Have you ever competed with Mr. Jing?"

    "Of course." Luo Yuanqiu made a horizontal slashing gesture, smiled narrowly, and said: "With such a move, she will be defeated by me. So you tell me, why should I take you with me?"

    As she walked out the door, Chen Wenying caught up with her and asked, "Seriously, you're not tricking me, are you?"

    Luo Yuanqiu replied: "Seriously."

    Chen Wenying asked suspiciously: "When and where?"

    Luo Yuanqiu said: "The day before yesterday, at Huayue Pavilion."

    "Huayue Pavilion?" Chen Wenying asked in surprise, "What are you doing there?"

    Luo Yuanqiu touched his chin and said half-seriously: "Someone invited me to drink, so I went. I happened to run into Master Jing, and she was also there."

    Chen Wenying became more and more confused after hearing this, and said: "Drinking? She also drank when she went there?"

    Luo Yuanqiu said casually: "Who knows, maybe it's to listen to music?"

    The two of them walked outside the hospital. Luo Yuanqiu locked the door, raised his head and said, "By the way, you know who Jing Lan is"

    At this time, a male voice said: "Chen Wenying, is Miss Luo at home?"

    Chen Wenying said hurriedly: "I'm here." She turned around and said to Luo Yuanqiu: "It's Bai Bin, let's go. He had something to do at home a few days ago and has never been free. I only saw him today."

    Just as Luo Yuanqiu was about to nod, Bai Bin came leading the horse.  He was wearing a dark robe today, with a haggard look on his face, and a plain white belt around his waist.  When he saw Luo Yuanqiu, he smiled and said, "Miss Luo, long time no see."

    Luo Yuanqiu said: "Some time has disappeared."

    Bai Bin said: "Today I have to go to the Taishi Bureau to report on my work, so I took it upon myself to ask Wen Ying to call you. Without further ado, let's go early so that we can come back early."

    Chen Wenying whistled, and a brown horse trotted over from the corner.  Chen Wenying said: "Let's go, let's ride a horse in Yuanqiu."

    Luo Yuanqiu had no choice but to mount the horse first, and Chen Wenying turned over and held her in his arms.  Bai Bin drove his horse past them, causing a gust of wind.  Luo Yuanqiu suddenly smelled a strange aroma mixed with fishy smell. Suddenly she seemed to see flowers blooming in the blood, and her breath was suffocated.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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