Chapter 179 Lian Yan, Arhat
As strands of hair-like dark gray yin lingered between the brows of the skinny old man, the already blank picture scroll was gradually stained with gray.
Zhao Xingyan seemed to have regained some sanity at this time. He half sat up tremblingly on the wooden couch, still holding the scroll tightly in his arms, looking at the silent Ji Yuenian with his cloudy eyes, hoarse He said in a voice: "You... Yue... Yue'er..."
Ji Yuenian shook his head slightly, and said: "Over the years, you have suffered from the dark energy of nightmares. Although your sanity has been eroded, it has also allowed you to survive in a very strange state. Now I will take your soul Ingesting the Yin Qi of heaven and earth inside, it can temporarily restore your sanity in a short period of time."
Ji Yuenian thought that there was something weird in Zhao Xingyan's body before, so he didn't do it rashly, but after a little contact with him, he concluded that Zhao Xingyan was eroded by the yin energy of the world, as long as he deeply Zhao Xingyan will naturally wake up from the dark energy of the nightmare at the place.
It's just that his soul and body have long been rotten, and now he has lost the entanglement of the Yin energy of heaven and earth, and his skinny torso has become more and more withered, as if a gust of wind can blow it to ashes.
Zhao Xingyan didn't know where the strength came from. He opened his sunken eyes and sat up on the wooden couch. He stretched out the bones of his left hand, which was only covered by a layer of gray skin, and tremblingly faced Ji Yue. Touching Nian's cheek, he murmured: "Yue'er...Yue...Yue'er..."
Ji Yuenian quietly looked at Zhao Xingyan, who was about to lose his mind and soul, his eyes were still covered by the endless swirl of blue swirls, and no one could see the true emotions in his heart.
"Yue... Yue'er... live... live..."
The skinny hand bones never touched Ji Yuenian's cheek, and with a breeze blowing by, Zhao Xingyan's whole body collapsed into an imperceptible gray powder, which was completely annihilated in the dust of the soil.
A ball of deep gray light was suspended in the place where it dissipated, and it faded rapidly as soon as it emerged, as if it would completely disappear into the unknowable nothingness in the next moment.
Ji Yuenian's mind moved slightly, and a cloud of cloudy energy from heaven and earth swept over, shooting the translucent gray ball of light directly.
This object is exactly where Zhao Xingyan's soul memory resides.
If Ji Yuenian hadn't just expelled the nightmarish yin above his soul, he would never have been able to detect Zhao Xingyan's masked and blinded memory of his soul. Although Zhao Xingyan had passed away at this time, he finally got rid of the endless The torment of nightmares can be regarded as a kind of relief for him.
Looking down at the blurry ball of gray light in his palm, Ji Yuenian settled down, and without hesitation, he pressed it directly between his eyebrows.
boom!
The vast clouds and mist in the depths of the true spirit were dispersed, and scenes of long-ago scenes gradually emerged from memory.
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Zhao family.
"Father, starting tomorrow, you don't have to keep watch for me anymore."
The beautiful girl in a brocade white dress slightly raised her head, quietly looking at the tall man in front of her.
Zhao Xingyan frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "I've already said, it's just a little yin, it's okay for me for the time being, don't worry about it."
"I... don't mean that," Zhao Yinyue was silent for a while, and took out something from the frosty moon white sleeve, "This thing can protect me from the invasion of nightmares, so..."
"What is this?"
Zhao Xingyan reached out and took the thing, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
This is a humanoid wood carving about four inches long. Although the wood carving is small, it is lifelike. What puzzled Zhao Xingyan was that he had never seen the creature carved by this wood carving, and he had never even had any impression of this creature.
This creature has four eyes, six arms, and bare feet. There is a lotus flame wooden ring behind its head. On the six arms are holding a Sanskrit bell, golden drum, chime, cymbal, ancient bell, and wooden fish. A billowing silk ribbon.
The whole wood carving is natural, even the silk sash seems to be floating slowly, it seems that this wood carving will turn into a real creature at any time.
"This thing is very strange! Yue'er, where did you get this wood carving?"
Zhao Xingyan inadvertently met the four eyes of the wood carving, his heart trembled involuntarily, he quickly covered them in his hands, lowered his head and asked Zhao Yinyue anxiously.
Zhao Yinyue looked up at him fixedly, then shook her head slowly.
"Yue'er, this matter is not trivial, just tell me!" Zhao Xingyan's heart sank. After all these years, he has already understood Zhao Yinyue's character very well. With his current behavior, it is obvious that he will not reveal the true origin of this thing. Inform yourself.
"Starting today, you don't have to keep vigil for me." Zhao Yinyue gently opened Zhao Xingyan's clenched palm and took the wooden carving back.
Although she has not yet awakened the memory of her true spirit, Princess Aoli's pride has long been ingrained in her true spirit. Once she decides something, it is impossible for others to stop her.
"Moon!"
Zhao Xingyan looked at Zhao Yinyue's thin figure that was gradually going away, his mind was a little confused, and the four eyes of the creature with indifference flashed through his mind from time to time.
If Yue'er was to be accompanied by such a strange woodcarving all the time, I'm afraid it would not be a good thing at all.
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child time.
Zhao Xingyan stood quietly outside the door of the attic, transporting profound energy into his ears, listening to the movement in the attic.
Although Zhao Yinyue has made it clear that he will no longer keep watch at night, Zhao Xingyan is still worried. When the moon is in the sky, he quietly walks outside Zhao Yinyue's attic, wanting to see how the wooden carving can stop the nightmare The invasion of Yin Qi.
quiet.
There was no sound at all in the attic, only a terrifying silence.
The appearance of the woodcarving creature flashed uncontrollably in Zhao Xingyan's mind, and his mind became more and more confused.
Zhao Yinyue sleeps very lightly, not only sleeping with her clothes closed every night, but also tossing and turning on the couch from time to time, it is absolutely impossible for her to be as quiet as she is now.
After half a stick of incense, Zhao Xingyan couldn't hold back the anxiety in his heart anymore, he directly pushed open the wooden door of the attic, focused his profound energy on his eyes, and looked towards the darkness in the attic.
In just a short moment, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, his expression became extremely horrified, his mouth opened to the limit, but he never really made a sound.
At the moment before losing consciousness, there was an indifferent and ruthless Sanskrit sound echoing deep in Zhao Xingyan's soul, which has been deeply imprinted on his true spirit memory ever since.
"Luo... Han..."
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Fuliu City, in a deserted courtyard.
Ji Yuenian suddenly opened his eyes, a golden light glowed in the depths of his eyes, while recalling the appearance of the wood carving, he flicked his sleeves lightly, the mysterious energy swept and condensed, and within a few breaths, a wood carving was condensed. film.
This phantom wood carving is exactly the same as the wood carving deep in Zhao Xingyan's memory, even the silk sash and the wooden circle behind his head are the same.
"Is this the Arhat?"
Ji Yuenian took the phantom of the wooden carving that trembled in front of him from time to time, and murmured: "I just don't know, is this so-called 'Arhat' a living thing...or a title?"