Qinglong is an astrologer. From a little loser who set up a stall to tell fortunes and couldn't provide enough food and clothing, he became a disciple of the Exorcism Alliance, and then he walked step by step and became a protector. It can be said that this is difficult, so
He cherishes this hard-won life even more.
If you want the other party to go to Maoshan in the future and become an astrologer, of course you can, but not now. It may be one day after he gets old, or it may be when he has lost his value in the Exorcist League.
But no matter when the other party goes, Xiao Yu welcomes him with both hands. After several years of getting along, Qinglong is no longer the colleague or comrade he was back then, but a brother who lives and dies together.
Just like Bai Zimo, it has helped me a lot. They are no longer friends or passers-by in my life, but the arrow of fate, tightly connecting me with them.
The car stopped at the door of the hotel, and the two returned to the hotel again. Qinglong, Guizhi, and Lao Bai began to fight the landlord, while Xiao Yu sat on the bed and spread out the map of China, looking for the dream in his heart.
The place where the ground breaks down and takes root.
From this look, it was just an afternoon. It was not until dark and Bai Hu called that the few people left the hotel.
The capital city is dimly lit.
It's easy to lose yourself here.
How many people have perished here, and how many people have found their dreams here,
Xiao Yu, who had been looking at the map all day, felt dizzy while sitting in the car.
Through the car window, Xiao Yu looked at the sea of cars outside and suddenly felt extremely tired. At this time, deep in his soul, there seemed to be a voice shouting.
Go to sleep, go to sleep, you are too tired, go to sleep.
Xiao Yu fell asleep. The moment he closed his eyes, he felt that there were countless eyes outside the window, all looking at him.
There is urgency, expectation, sarcasm, and indifference in those eyes.
The moment he fell asleep, the chaos flower under Xiao Yu's white shirt looked like a blood tattoo, slowly becoming clearer, and like a blooming peony, becoming more and more delicate.
Immediately afterwards, one petal of the Chaos Flower seemed to wither and slowly disappeared. The original nine petals now became eight.
At this moment, Xiao Yu's mind was in chaos, and the petals turned into a gray mist and entered his mind directly.
At the same time, the originally lively capital city seemed to suddenly become quiet. Cars stopped, people stopped, the space was closed, and it became gray. It was difficult to see the direction clearly.
The gray mist entered Xiao Yu's body and merged directly into his soul. The moment the gray mist entered his soul, his head felt like it was struck by lightning, making him tremble all over.
Immediately, the mist seemed to be split open with a knife, and it split into two masses.
The two soul shadows twisted quickly in Xiao Yu's body, as if they came to life, and then slowly transformed into two Xiao Yus.
As the saying goes, a mountain cannot be ruled by one person, but a soul left Xiao Yu's body and floated on the car.
"Where is this and how did I get out?"
Soul curled up in the small car, looking around nervously.
"Lao Bai, Brother Chen, Qinglong, can you see me?"
Xiao Yu looked at the people who were talking and shouted loudly, but they didn't respond at all.
At this moment, the Chaos Flower on Xiao Yu's body suddenly began to close up, like an open hand that wanted to close now.
Immediately afterwards, a vast aura came out from the Chaos Flower's flower bones, directly covering Xiao Yu, and then with a gentle pull, Xiao Yu's soul in the car was directly pulled in.
On the Chaos Flower, Xiao Yu's soul is like an ant, standing among eight petals, like a stamen, looking so small.
Immediately afterwards, a few small petals appeared out of nowhere in the stamens, and began to slowly close, like a lotus, wrapping Xiao Yu in it with his frightened expression.
Immediately, the flower bone, which looked like a small lotus, slowly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
At this time, Xiao Yu was leaning against the window and snoring slightly.
Yes, he fell asleep, slept soundly, sweetly, and peacefully.
In his sleep, Xiao Yu saw a raging river in front of him. There were turbulent waves in the water, and countless innocent souls stretched out their hands and howled loudly at him.
"Xiao Yu, come back quickly. It's dangerous. Come back quickly."
Qinglong and Guizhi stood behind and shouted loudly.
Yes, Xiao Yu was scared. He retreated backwards without daring to take a step forward.
At this moment, a black dragon suddenly jumped out of the river filled with endless wronged souls and roared at him.
"Ah, there is a dragon, an evil dragon."
In the dream, Xiao Yu kept retreating backwards, trying to avoid the evil dragon, but suddenly, the dragon disappeared, the evil spirits also disappeared, and the surroundings became quiet.
At this moment, an old woman suddenly appeared on a big rock behind Xiao Yu.
The old woman's face was crisscrossed with ravines, like countless sharp knives scratching her face. There were deep wrinkles, and her eyes were even more cloudy, as if they had cataracts.
The old woman was holding a bone crutch in one hand and a broken bowl in the other, looking at him with a smile.
"Young man, are you a Taoist priest?"
The old woman stood behind and shouted loudly. Although she was far away, her voice seemed to ring in her ears.
"Old lady, I am a Taoist priest, where are you?"
Xiao Yu looked around and started walking towards the old woman, but no matter how he walked, he stayed in the same place.
"You are a Taoist priest. Let me ask you, what is Tao and where is it?"
The old woman asked with a smile.
Xiao Yu was stunned. Where he stood, he didn't know how to answer, "Yes, what is the Tao?"
"Juniors don't know, I hope the old lady will tell me."
Xiao Yu held up his hands to the old woman and wanted to walk over to see who she was, but no matter how he walked, he couldn't move a step, as if the road under his feet would move with him.
"I'm telling you, there is a road behind you. As long as you walk there, you will know what the road is. Do you dare to walk?"
The old woman stood far away and continued to seduce.
Xiao Yu stopped, looked at where he was, and then looked back behind him.
Yes, Taoists go against the will of nature and are extremely dangerous. If you don't dare to cross a bridge, how can you enter the Tao?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yu turned around and strode towards the wooden bridge.
Under the bridge, there were turbid waves, countless bones piled up like mountains in the water, and fish covered with spikes opening their huge mouths in the water, like prey waiting to fall into the water.
But Xiao Yu did not look down, but quickly walked towards the other side.
Behind him, the wooden bridge kept collapsing, being swept away by endless turbid waves.
Countless black mist began to pour out from behind, turning into ferocious ghost beasts and rushing towards Xiao Yu.
But Xiao Yu became more and more stable as he walked, as if walking on the road. The moment the ghosts and beasts touched his body, they would be bounced away by a burst of faint white light, unable to hurt him at all.
The road was very long. Xiao Yu didn't know how long he walked. Anyway, he kept walking and kept walking. When he was tired, he stopped to rest and then continued walking.
