My enemies became my companions

Chapter 505: I Should Starve You to Death (Two in One)

The matter of the ghost town in Wacheng came to an end for the time being. The statues of the Five Gods were redecorated and placed in the temple, acting as the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faceted Devil, the Black and White Impermanence, the Civil and Military Judges, etc. Just like the Dutou, Bantou, and Zhubu under the county magistrate in the human world are all clerks, the officials in the City God Temple have great titles, but they are also appointed by the City God alone and are not dispatched by the underworld. In this way, everything has been arranged properly. Chen Yi, the City God, is a figment of the imagination, and life in Wacheng goes on as usual.

The Five Gods were naturally grateful for this arrangement. They had been bringing blessings to this town for too long and had long wanted to become the ineffective gods. The wild gods had to be worshipped with both kindness and force and every effort had to be made to maintain their worship. But it was different for the genuine gods. They sat around the offering table in all directions and received incense and offerings.

After the dust settled, Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue rested in the town for a night before leaving, still staying in the guest house of Li's mansion.

Yin Tingxue read a book to Chen Yi for a while. She was tired after a busy day and didn't want to be bothered by him, so she read a book of lyrics to Chen Yi.

Ci talk is a form of ci discussion and review, commenting on ancient and modern poetry. Some are essays, some are theoretical monographs, or chronicles, evaluations, music, discussions, and also talk about poetry writing methods, which are passed down from generation to generation... In short, Chen Yi was drowsy after listening to it, with his eyelids half drooping, and Yin Tingxue took advantage of the situation and tried not to read the poems, but only read the reviews, not giving him the chance to perk up when hearing the good poems.

Chen Yi looked at her with half-closed eyes.

The candlelight flickered. Yin Tingxue had just cut off the long wick when she turned around and saw him staring at her. She couldn't help but feel guilty and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No... I'm just a little sleepy."

"If you feel sleepy, go to sleep." Yin Tingxue wanted him to sleep, "Don't force yourself."

"Come to bed, I want to hold you."

"Oh." Yin Tingxue responded, kicked off her shoes, and just as she climbed onto the bed, Chen Yi held her in his arms.

Chen Yi perked up a little and wanted to try to talk about the poem just now, so he said:

"'Dreaming of the drizzle in the distance, the cold sound of the jade flute in the small building...', it's really beautiful."

"Yes, Li Zhongzhu's words are beautiful and his artistic conception is profound, but they are a bit off-the-beaten-path and the intention is also a bit weak. They are not as profound as his son's words."

"Who is his son?"

"Li Yu, the last ruler of the Southern Tang Dynasty." Yin Tingxue paused, then said consciously, "Think about it. Both of them describe hatred, but the former is 'how many tears and how much hatred', while the latter is 'the hatred of life is long and the water flows eastward'."

"Oh, then I prefer the post-subject to the middle subject, just like... just like..."

Chen Yi was feeling sleepy and wanted to make a metaphor, but he couldn't find the words for a moment, so he just said:

"I like you better than your sister Weiying."

As Chen Yi spoke, he buried his face in her tender belly.

Yin Tingxue shuddered subconsciously, then twisted her waist and slowly relaxed. The touch of his face came through her skin.

She was embarrassed, twisted her waist and asked, "Really?"

"real."

Hearing this, Yin Tingxue was not as happy as she had imagined. She was only a little happy, and then she became distressed again, because she thought that Sister Wei Ying would never want to hear such words. She thought for a while and said, "Don't like me so much...just like me second best." These words sounded like a struggle to escape.

Chen Yi circled her and said confusedly: "You beat her by too much."

"Then...I surrender."

"Don't surrender." Chen Yi refused to follow her wishes and said with a smile: "Do you really think you can stop fighting if you want to?"

Yin Tingxue stopped talking, and it was unclear whether she was agreeing or silently resisting.

Chen Yi was extremely sleepy for a moment, and he closed his eyes. Before falling asleep, he smiled and said, "I am happy here, and I don't miss Ying..."

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Deep sleep.

It was like sinking into the gently rippling lake, and yet it seemed as if there was endless emptiness in all directions.

Chen Yi suddenly opened his eyes and looked up to see a white-haired old woman sitting in the distance. She lowered her head and leaned over, then turned her head to look at him.

Then he slowly turned his head back.

"Hey!"

Chen Yi suddenly became alert. He had clearly fallen asleep, so how did he suddenly find himself in such a strange environment?

The old saint turned and looked at him.

"Why am I here?"

"Tonight is the Gengshen day. Since you fell asleep and did not observe the Gengshen day, your soul will naturally overflow." The old saint lowered her head, as if she was searching for something. "I guided you casually, and you came to this place."

After hearing this, Chen Yi understood the situation. Geng in the Heavenly Stem belongs to Yang Metal, and Shen in the Earthly Branches belongs to Yang Metal. The Gengshen day is the day when the three corpses of the human body are most active. People stay up all night, and Taoists often practice all night to guard the three corpses and prevent them from causing trouble.

However, if someone like Chen Yi practices too fast and has no habit of guarding the three corpses, it will naturally lead to the overflow of his soul.

But it's not a big problem, just be careful in the future. Chen Yi immediately sat cross-legged and looked around curiously. It was the first time for him to enter his own square.

This square statue was a gift from Yin Weiying. Inside it are pavilions, towers, waterside terraces and simple houses arranged in close proximity. The proportions are ingenious and comical, and the outlines are illusory and ethereal, as if one has entered a miniature world.

Chen Yi turned around and looked at the old saint, and said slowly: "You came to see me for the matter of Wa City, but I also have a lot of doubts. Why don't you tell me what you know first?"

After going through so much, the ghost town of Wacheng is no longer shrouded in thick fog, but only the tip of the iceberg is still revealed, and the remaining clues make Chen Yi confused.

He could guess that the old saint came to see him this time for a transaction, a transaction of information, but Chen Yi would not give it away for nothing. He never gave up until he saw the rabbit.

The old saint did not answer immediately, but was still looking through something.

Is this a joke? Chen Yi frowned slightly, waited for a moment, and then looked over.

A few words were printed on the yellowed cover of the book - "Xuan Guan Yan Ji".

The old saint looked at it with great interest, "Oh, young people like this thing."

Chen Yi: “……..”

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly said angrily: "I told Zhu'e not to give me obscene books, but she didn't listen. The husband is weak, this Princess Annan really needs discipline!"

The old saint immediately raised her head and glanced at him, forcing a smile on her wrinkled face.

Chen Yi remained calm and composed, looking like a real man who dares to take responsibility for his actions and not to do anything wrong.

The situation remained deadlocked for a long time. Seeing that she could not take the initiative, the old saint finally closed the book and said:

"What you want to ask is nothing more than the secrets of Wa City, and nothing more than the monk called Bodhisattva."

"Since you know, just tell me directly." Chen Yi paused and said, "Zhu E and I have always been on the same boat."

The old saint stared at Chen Yi for a while, and after a long time, she said: "You keep saying that you and Zhu E are in the same boat, but you seem to be a man in the fog. I can't guarantee that she has not been deceived by you. I can't believe you."

Chen Yi did not rush to speak, but just stared back.

"But..." The old saint girl pondered for a moment, then continued, "The monk they call Bodhisattva... In my time, only one person was called that."

"Yes……"

"Bodhisattva Sword, the Wuxiang Zen Master who once competed with Xu Qi."

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes.

Master Wuxiang is a name that has disappeared from the world for more than ten years. Coincidentally, the ghost town has only appeared for more than ten years.

Although the martial arts world is prone to decay and many martial arts legends are no longer praised, however, compared to Yi Nian Xian Chen Wu Bu Yu who has become a symbol of the past, Master Wu Xiang is still a name that people today talk about with relish.

It was because in the past, for a period of twenty years, Bodhisattva Sword and Zhen Tianren were the best in the world, both in the north and the south, and they were the pinnacle of martial arts. The two had fought each other, but in the end, there was no winner.

Precisely because Xu Qi, the true celestial being, is now so overwhelming that no warrior in the world can raise his head, and he is the undisputed number one in the world, the Bodhisattva Sword, which was once as famous as him, is becoming more and more brilliant.

The sudden disappearance of Master Wuxiang from the martial arts world left countless legends behind. Chen Yi certainly remembered Master Wuxiang. When he was still in the capital, the robes of the Bodhisattva Sword appeared in the Hehuan Sect, which not only brought disaster to the last incense of the Hehuan Sect, but the person who finally got the robes of Master Wuxiang was none other than Qin Qingluo.

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Annan Palace.

The period around New Year is the busiest time of year, and there is no curfew, so undercurrents are inevitable. Every day, the palace receives many letters and intelligence reports. Since Zhu'e is not here, Qin Qingluo will review them personally.

At the desk, the fine brush moved, writing word by word beside the lines of handwriting. Qin Qingluo reviewed from noon to night without feeling sleepy. When people have desires, they usually don't feel sleepy.

What’s more, the python wants to swallow the elephant.

Qin Qingluo kept writing, and many of the secret reports on intelligence could be handled according to the usual practice. Only a few required careful attention, pauses, and slight consideration.

And when she picked up a new letter, she pondered for a long time.

The letter was sent from Yinjian Mountain. They were a long way away, so the tiny light of the lamp made the shadow of her pen hanging in the air seem extremely long.

After a while, the great man seemed to find it ridiculous, and he unfolded the letter with a sneer.

In an instant, the rough straw paper from the north rubbed against my fingertips, causing a slight stinging pain.

"My wife received"

Snapped.

A drop of ink fell, she put down the pen, and pretended to casually cut off the excess candlewick.

The female prince's expression was unclear, as if she hated this man's audacity, and seemed to be doubting who the "wife" between the lines referred to.

She read very quickly, and after she had finished it in a hurry, she was about to put it down, but a sentence suddenly appeared in her mind, so she picked up the letter again and looked back at the last sentence.

"I told you before, if there is no reason, then you will be afraid to see her." Qin Qingluo still remembered his words, and a salty and bitter taste rose in his throat, as if he had swallowed a ball of fire... "If you have no reason to see someone, you will be afraid to see her."

After a long time, she heard a dry sneer in her throat, which was very rough, as if it was tearing the heart and lungs.

The letter paper was left with deep fingerprints from her.

The female prince stood up from the desk, she suddenly felt tired, and walked out the door.

It's time to take a break.

Perhaps it was the warmth in the air, and for some reason she heard a faint sound, like a meaningless babbling cry. When she came to her senses, she had already lowered her head and leaned into the greenhouse.

As if he didn't expect her to come, Qin Yue paused and looked at her with wide eyes.

Qin Qingluo looked at him coldly.

The child could not bear the silence any longer, and after a pause, he began to babble again, but in a low voice, as if he was afraid of angering the man in front of him.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're annoying?" Qin Qingluo curled his lips coldly and said, "You're lazy and gluttonous, crying all day long, and annoying."

After saying that, she suddenly frowned and actually sneered at the child.

Qin Yue didn't understand, after all, she was only half a year old, so she just babbled and sucked her thumb from time to time.

There were tears in her eyes and she seemed about to cry.

Qin Qingluo frowned and turned away, saying:

"But I just wanted to take a look at you."

“…..Uwaaaaa…”

Qin Yue cried again, her voice loud and clear. The female prince walked around the screen while crying and never looked back.

“Wooooowaow…Mamamamamama…Wooowowaow…”

There was a strange sound in his throat.

Suddenly, a tall woman came back from behind the screen. Her eyes suddenly became stern.
"Who taught you, who instructed you?"

“Mamamamamama…”

Qin Yue was so scared that she stopped crying, but there was still a strange sound in her throat. After a while, she opened her eyes wide, sucked her fingers, and looked at her biological mother.

A long time passed, I don’t know how long it was.

Qin Qingluo's face was calm, and he picked up his daughter who was warming the bed and held her in his arms as if he had experienced a life-and-death struggle.

She uncovered a corner and sneered:
"If it weren't for your heart being full, I would have starved you to death."

The tone sounded frightening.

But my daughter's eyes were still staring.

Qin Yue didn’t know, and Qin Yue didn’t care about it.

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The chill of the New Year climbed all over the distant mountains, and the long black foothills spread across the earth. From time to time, the sound of firecrackers could be heard in the city, but it was quickly drowned out by the quiet night. Qin Qingluo saw through the window that a distant star dotted the distant sky, and it looked very far away.

Thousands of miles apart.

"If you have no reason to see someone, you'll be afraid to see them"

Qin Qingluo inadvertently thought of this sentence again. At that time, the light was shining on Chen Yi's profile... The child in her arms was sleeping soundly, getting deeper and deeper, and warmer and warmer.

I starved your daughter, is that an excuse?

"It's so annoying..."

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After bidding farewell to the Li father and son, and also to the Five Gods, Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue continued their journey.

Even though traveling south mostly involves water routes, land routes are also indispensable.

The travel speed was very slow these days, not to mention the journey was tens of millions of miles. If one did not practice cultivation, one would probably lose half of one's life just by reaching Mount Longhu, not to mention the various monsters that one might encounter on the way.

Moreover, there were few towns and even fewer county towns on the way, so most of the time they had to spend the night in wild mountains and temples. After walking for more than ten days, they finally arrived outside a county town.

Now that the White Lotus movement is raging in Huguang, to prevent infiltration by members of the sect, the further south you go, the stricter the checks on pedestrians entering and leaving the county.

"She has not received a Taoist name, her name is... Yin Tingxue." The leader of the literate soldiers on duty carefully identified her and asked, "Who is she?"

"It's me." Chen Yi responded.

Yin Tingxue blinked.

The chief of the officers and soldiers confirmed that the certificate was intact, but still frowned and said, "You only have one certificate in your hand."

Chen Yi immediately took out a silver coin from his sleeve, but before he handed it over, the leader of the soldiers waved his hand.

"No, the inspection is very strict now, and it's useless to collect anything." The soldier said, returning the certificate.

Chen Yi took it in his hand and looked at the prosperous county town, only to see a tall corner of the inn rising up.

I finally found a county town and was able to sleep on a bed, but now I have to spend the night in the mountains and temples again?
Chen Yi thought about it for a moment.

My martial arts skills are so high,
Let’s find an opportunity to sneak over the wall.

(End of this chapter)