Immortal burial in the snow mountain, deep in the cave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is light here to illuminate the Three Realms, and the breath seems to have the length of all coffins.

The black-robed monk is murderous. That's the Devil.

Above the cave, a ray of heavenly light poured down. In the skylight, a transparent and ethereal coffin hung in the middle of the cave. Ethereal, illusory.

In the shadow of the coffin, the Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower lies peacefully, her face is like life. The golden fairy text and the seven-colored light are as brilliant as the stars.

For three years, nothing has changed. In fact, time here is inherently static. Because, there is a shadow of a heavenly coffin in this cave.

Mo Lang stood in the cave and didn't say anything. It was the first time he had been here in three years, and the longest time he had ever been there.

At this time, Mo Lang's eyes did not have much sadness and joy and were very calm, but what was reflected in his eyes was not a phantom flower, but the shadow of the heavenly coffin.

You know, that shadow may be the enemy of the other coffins.

The nine coffins are perfect, and everything is reversed.

For thousands of years, this obsession of the demon has never changed. It's just that everything is so difficult that it is. Now, the demon is sealed in Amu's body.

Although there is no worry for the time being, Molang doesn't know what will happen once Amu Fanyi is consummated. Will the demon break the seal with Amu's recovery?

For demons, everything is unknown. In fact, Mo Lang was also planning for the worst, but he didn't tell Shen Yan about all this.

"If there is love, it will flow for ten thousand years, and it will not fight for the day!" Mo Lang whispered the words that had been written to Phantom Flower, and then his voice sank suddenly, "Isn't there no hatred?

The Demon Lang and the Heavenly Maiden are both calamity and fate! Could it be that in the end, it is actually a calamity to win the fate? The Demon Lang let out a long breath, and then crossed his knees in the cave.

At that moment, no one knew what was going through Molang's mind.

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Qingzhuang and Baizhuang are located in the southeast and southwest of Liuzhen respectively. They are thirty miles away from Liuzhen. Three villages, forming a triangle.

Qingzhuang and Baizhuang are not big or small villages.

Each of them was located in a plain valley in the Immortal Burial Mountains, and both villages had a population of seven or eight hundred. The villagers basically make a living from fishing and hunting.

The immortal burial snow mountain has not melted for many years.

Today, however, there is only six months of snow per year in the area. The rest of the half year was as warm as spring.

In the middle of the three villages, there is a large lake that never freezes, with a radius of several miles, and grows fish and shrimp. The people of the three villages call it Shansheng Lake.

Because, this lake feeds many villagers.

In fact, Qingbai and Baizhuang only appeared in the Xianfu Mountain Range three years ago. It's just that now whether it is in the memory of the people of Liuzhen or the people of Qingbai Liangzhuang, Qingbai Liangzhuang has always existed.

Under the immortal arts, there is no cave in the forbidden heaven and earth.

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White Village, noon. The snow season has arrived, but the sun is slightly warm.

Villagers come and go on the long street, but they don't walk fast. Occasionally, it is clear and pleasant. Everything in the whole Zhuangzi is safe and soothing.

This day is the day when Amu sent the coffin to Baizhuang.

Liu Sanbo drove an ox cart and pulled a pine coffin. On the left and right of the car, there are also Amu and Snow Bear. In fact, this is the first time in three years that Amu has come to Baizhuang.

For Bai Zhuang, Amu felt strange and familiar. Strangeness is because it has never been there, and that feeling of familiarity is really indescribable.

Amu looked around, quite curious.

Snow Bear was not the first time he had come, and almost every time his father brought a coffin, he followed. At this time, Snow Bear was asking as if he wanted to know something, and was telling Amu something.

If the mouth hangs over the river, it is complacent.

The wooden coffin is heavy, and the ox cart is slow.

Two wooden wheels creaked against the snowy road. Liu Sanbo is an acquaintance of Baizhuang, and people kept greeting Liu Sanbo along the way.

Liu Sanbo is tall and has a loud voice, and responds to everyone very cheerfully.

"Brother Amu, I'm going to be at Uncle Xing's house in a while. The sister of the criminal family is beautiful. Xue Xiong was quite excited, and then lowered his voice and said, "Of course, she can't compare with Sister Shen Yan!"

"Oh!" Amu didn't pay attention to Snow Bear's words.

The wheels babbled, and soon they were in front of a house. Blue brick courtyard walls and black gates. The style of the house in Baizhuang is similar to that of Liuzhen.

"Snow bear, knock on the door!" Liu Sanbo called.

"Okay!" Snow Shadow flicked and got out of the car like a snowball. Snow Bear seems to be very keen on knocking on the door.

Bang Bang Bang - Bang -

"Third Uncle Xing! Third Uncle Xing—" Xue Xiong called as he knocked on the door.

"It's coming!" someone in the courtyard replied, and it turned out to be a girl. Snow Bear couldn't help but look at Amu and stuck out his tongue mischievously. Obviously, the one who answered the door was the sister of the criminal family in Xue Xiong's mouth.

Squeak-

The door opened.

A girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, with a delicate face, graceful and generous. The red dress is quite eye-catching. She is the daughter of the criminal family, named Xingyu.

"Snow Bear, Liu Sanbo, you're here!" Xing Yu said with a smile. For the father and son of the Liu family, Xing Yu has seen it and is no stranger. However, it was the first time she had seen Amu.

"Sister Xingjia, this is Brother Amu. Now the coffins of the Wang family are all made by him. The old man of the Wang family almost doesn't make the coffin himself. ”

"Brother Amu, this is the sister of the criminal family. Snow Bear gave a brief introduction to the two of them.

"Brother Amu is good!" Xing Yu smiled slightly. That smile was very warm.

However, when Amu saw Xingyu again, he didn't say a word, just stood at the door in a daze, with a blank look in his eyes.

"Brother Amu is good!" Xing Yu greeted again.

However, Amu remained silent. At this time, Amu's face turned a little pale, and his eyes were full of red clothes. That smear of red once lingered before Amu Xiuxian.

Red! That was the most important color when Amu was a mortal.

"Brother Amu!" At this time, Snow Bear also sensed Amu's abnormality.

"Amu!" Liu Sanbo couldn't help but call.

However, Amu couldn't hear at all.

Boom -

In Amu's mind, it seemed as if something had exploded. Suddenly, Amu leaned over and fell to the door of the torturer's house. It was the first time Amu fainted after three years in Liuzhen, but it wasn't the last.

That's just the beginning.

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At this time, high in the sky, the blue and white light was blurred.

The Blue Devil and Xing Fei were actually kneeling on the clouds. One in green clothes and one in white shirts. The two people have different lights on them.

Qingzhuang and Baizhuang are actually under the light of green and white.

The two of them don't have to wait and see everything, because Qingbai Erzhuang is like the lines of their palms. In fact, these green and white villages were created by them at the behest of Wang Jue.

"Amu actually fainted?" Xing Fei said.

"Hehe!" the blue devil smiled faintly, "It seems that the red coat is a mortal obstacle. That seems to be the color of Wang Yu back then, right?"

"Strange, that little girl, why did you wear a red dress today, don't you like to wear vegetarian clothes on weekdays?" Xing Fei shook his head.

"You and I are no longer arranging everything in the two villages, so I'm afraid that some cause and effect will begin to derive. That red coat may be born because of this. The Blue Devil said, "In the future, no one knows what will happen." If everything is really Amu's mortal tribulation, then this may be a good thing. The real one should not be manipulated. ”

"All obstacles are not broken, and all hearts are not born!" Xing Fei sighed, "Qingbai Liangzhuang is left to its own devices, I hope that what Mo Lang expects is good, and he can solve Amu's difficulties." ”

There was a brief silence. Neither the Blue Devil nor Xing Fei spoke.

"Blue Devil, what if the demon regenerates when Amu recovers? You and I both know that the coffins of the Buddha and the demon may not really be able to seal the demon. Xing Fei broke the silence.

"It's okay!" the Blue Devil shook his head and chuckled, "Xing Fei, if we really have a chance of winning against the demon?"

"You can fight! but—" Xing Fei muttered for a moment.

"There's nothing but!" said the Blue Devil with a smile, "As a last resort, we can transform into a fight." Big deal, the fish die and the net is broken. All of them can be sacrificed!"

"It's better to be broken than to be complete!" Xing Fei also smiled.

"I just hope that everything is still within the derivation of the Canghai Immortal Venerable......" The Blue Devil looked down at everything, and his eyes were deep and calm.

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After that, another seven years.

It was early spring, and on this day, Liuzhen was full of lights and beaming. Shen Yan accompanied Amu to stand at the door of Wang's house and looked towards the entrance of the town.

Shen Yan's face seems to have changed slightly, and it seems to have more charm. Actually, it's all a cover for magic.

Because, since he has been incarnated as a mortal, how can he remain unchanged for seven years? Shen Yan was wearing an ordinary purple robe. Amu was wearing a new dress, looking much more mature and stronger.

But, in fact, Amu's health has not been good in the past seven years.

In seven years, Amu fainted three times.

Once he heard the cry of a baby in Liuzhen, once he saw a woman holding his nephew who was less than 100 days old in Qingzhuang, and once it was a group of children running by Amu laughing.

Those things seemed to have touched a certain nerve in Amu.

Amu's fainting seems to be becoming more and more irregular. Because, no one knows what the obstacles in Amu's heart are.

Everyone in Liuzhen knew that Amu had such a strange disease, and they didn't care about it. And every time he faints, Amu will be seriously ill.

It is less than ten days, and more than a month.

And after he recovers, Amu will not faint inexplicably under the same condition. It's just that Amu's head hurts from time to time.

Moreover, this headache seems to get worse every year, but fortunately, it is only a few days of headache in a year.

Other than that, it was business as usual for seven years.

The number of coffins made by the Wang family is no longer limited to nine. For seven years, more or less, as needed.

Amu's skills in making coffins seem to have improved, but he still can't remember those runes, and then he simply doesn't remember them. Amu has not been beaten and scolded again for making coffins.

Wang Amu's attitude was also much calmer. When he was free, Wang Jue went to the town to walk around the town, bask in the sun, and have a good time with the old people in the town.

The rhythm of the entire Liuzhen and Qingbai villages is extremely soothing and comfortable.

In seven years, it seems that all of them have become truly mortal. Shen Yan, Wang Jue, and even Lishui and Liruo who live not far away.

It's been ten years, and it's just a moment for an immortal. However, for mortals, it is not a short time.

And the reason why it is lively today is because the snow bear got married on this day. Snow Bear married a girl from Qingzhuang.

"Amu, Shen Yan!" At this time, the two of them walked towards the door of the Wang's house.

Dressed in an old white dress and a green skirt of homespun cloth. That's the water and the pear. Liuzhen for ten years, they have been. It's just that they have all dissipated the immortal energy on their bodies, and they are mortal with Amu.

"Senior Brother Lishui, Liruo, you're here!" Amu said with a smile. In his memory, Lishui also learned to make coffins with his master, and Liruo was Lishui's wife.

In the past ten years, they have been very close to each other and quite close.

"Snow bears are all married!" Li Ruo said with a smile, "Amu, Shen Yan, when will you drink your wedding wine after so many years? Otherwise, everyone will be old!"

Liruo held Shen Yan's hand.

At that moment, Amu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and he had mixed tastes. And Shen Yan's face was flushed. A thousand years of life and death are not as good as ten years of red dust.

In the past ten years, they have gradually understood what it means to be an ordinary man and an ordinary woman. Life and life are not so simple.

Tick-tock-knock-to-knock-to

Suddenly, the horn sounded crisp and the gongs and drums rang out. The team that picked up the relatives has returned to Liuzhen. At that moment, a spring breeze gently swept through the entire Liuzhen. (To be continued.) )