Why is This Little Brother - Chapter 48

Yan Chun was trapped in these memories belonging to Yin Yuchen, and sometimes felt that he was Yin Yuchen, and knew what he was thinking at the time. But sometimes I feel that I am myself.

At that time, the disciples in the sect were very young, and it was very laborious to deal with shadow demons because they didn’t know enough about them. Even Jing Yangyu at that time didn’t know enough about shadow demons, so this time, Yanchun stayed in Xiaoyu Village for a while. half a month.

Yanchun was restless every day, sitting on the edge of the stream all day, waiting for the puppy to finish her work and come to play with her. Every day Yanchun would bring something to the little Yin Yuchen at that time that he had never eaten in his life.

She would hug him, fight water fights with him, and praise him that his eyes are actually very beautiful, and his skin is still fair after working so hard, like a little boy who is spoiled by a big family.

Yan Chun made up his mind to take the poor Yin Yuchen back to the mountain with all his strength at that time. He just wanted to find an opportunity and immediately told Jing Yangyu.

As a result, the shadow demon was not removed, and the demon cave came first.

Jing Yangyu was tracking the Shadow Demon in another village at the time. When the Demon Cave appeared, the entire small fishing village was like a **** on earth.

The experienced disciples did go down the mountain with the responsibility of helping mortals. But in front of such a tyrannical devil’s cave, it is already a luxury to be able to protect oneself, the magic weapon is stretched out, and it is reluctant to accommodate the experienced disciples at that time, and even the slow-moving Yanchun is squeezed in the periphery of the magic weapon.

Then she saw that the small fishing village was distorted, and no matter how the villagers cried out for help, mortals were simply no match for the astral wind that was wrapped in demonic energy, and they were all sucked into it.

It was the first time Yanchun had faced such a tragic situation in one of the few times she had descended the mountain. She felt a huge shock in her heart, looking at the vortex of violent storms and man-eating people, and there was genuine compassion in her eyes.

At this time, she saw Yin Yuchen, the “child” who had spent the boring time with her in the back mountain and picked delicious wild berries and wild fruits for her.

He was also sucked in by the vortex. Unlike the adults who were tearing at each other and screaming, his expression was numb and calm in front of the earth-shaking demon cave.

As if this was his doomed destiny, his thin shoulders and weak body had been doomed from birth.

A Demon Seed who was rejected by his parents and beaten and scolded by the whole village, his best end is to take the whole village to death happily, right?

When he is dead, no one will scold him.

But…

But what?

Yes, there is a “silly fairy” who promised him to take him to Xianshan to cultivate. He looks like the stupid goose raised in his yard. Whatever he says, that person will believe it.

But that was the only kindness from others that Yin Yuchen felt at the time. When he was being rolled and crawled, he subconsciously looked around, wanting to take another look at that person.

In fact, he didn’t think she was a dumb goose in his heart, she was born like a fairy, and her mind was really pure and innocent.

She is like the crane he once had the honor to see once in the back mountain. She is a bit like a goose, but the crane is born on the fairy mountain. For mortals like them, being born in the fairy mountain is born in the sky.

He didn’t think that the “crane” would really take him, a dwarf with a developmental deformity, a monster with red spots all over his eyes like a cultivator, to the sky.

He just wanted to take another look at the only warmth he got, and miss those delicious foods that were so delicious that they swallowed his tongue before he died.

Then he saw her, she and a group of “immortals” were buckled under a transparent cover, there was no strong wind inside, the hair of those people fell well on their shoulders, but they all looked terrified.

Yin Yuchen knew that it was a fairy weapon.

Yin Yuchen saw the “Crane” in the fairy artifact, her expression was particularly exaggerated, and she seemed to be more frightened than him outside the range of the fairy artifact.

I don’t know why, but Yin Yuchen wanted to laugh at that moment.

He deliberately crawled over there, and soon, when he could not tell that his head and buttocks were being swept by the strong wind and passed by the “immortal weapon” shrouded area, he got his wish and “Crane” met his eyes.

He gave her a smile, the kind of smile she’d always wanted to see on his face. It’s a pity that the gust of wind broke his bun, and his small face, which was always taut and gloomy, which was not his size, showed a rare relieved smile, but was mercilessly buried by the messy hair.

But soon he really stopped laughing.

When the “Xianhe” saw that it was him, like waking up from a dream, he stretched out his hand from the transparent fairy weapon and grabbed his wrist.

Then “Xianhe” was pulled out of the fairy weapon by the gang wind and the weight of his body, and was swept into the vortex together with him.

At that time, Yin Yuchen restrained her emotions all the year round, and didn’t know how to express her shock in this situation.

But at that time, his whole body was stiff, his eyes stinging in the wind and sand and messy hair, but he stared at “Xianhe”.

She’s crazy, he thought.

Then he was carried into his arms, he heard her groaning, felt that she wrapped him in her arms with a spiritual power that was too unprofessional for “Immortal”, and saw “Xianhe” open and tender Featherwing, trying to protect him.

Her nose and mouth soon spilled blood.

The blood was rolled onto his face, with an indescribable taste. After he had fantasized about killing his parents countless times, the blood splattered on his face.

At that time, Yin Yuchen was distorted, and his thoughts had already rotted into a pool of mud. He wished that everyone around him would die, but at that moment he had the idea that at least this “white crane” should not die.

She couldn’t take care of herself, she was so frightened that she was covered by the fairy, why did she reach out and pull him out of her own power?

They were not involved in the devil’s lair in the end, and the person who came to rescue them was like a real god, who called “Xianhe” as a little junior sister.

He also saved himself by the way.

Yanchun watched the demon cave in the past from Yin Yuchen’s perspective, and then pulled away from Yin Yuchen’s consciousness, and began to watch everything as a bystander.

The magic cave swallowed a lot of strangers, and the reason why Yan Chun and Yin Yuchen were not torn apart was because when Jing Yangyu arrived, it was shrinking.

But Yanchun still shattered the Lingfu, passed out and was brought back to Xianshan by a group of people.

As for the rescued child who was also in a coma, Jing Yangyu sent someone to resettle him. At that time, Yin Yuchen’s disciple was resettled, and he was sent back to their dilapidated yard, and handed over to an old neighbor who was lucky enough to not die.

This kind of “placement” is very common. Cultivators are not really immortals. They can go down the mountain to remove evil spirits, but they can’t get too involved with mortals. Mortals have their own destiny, and the cultivation world is not in charge of orphans, widows, and mothers, otherwise, wouldn’t Xianshan be overcrowded?

Naturally, when Yin Yuchen woke up again, he was the only one left.

He waited for three months in the dilapidated fishing village, and even from the perspective of a bystander, Yan Chun knew what he was waiting for.

He kept looking at the direction of Yanchun and the Xianshan he said, and he had been relying on the tributes from the village after the death of the people and the funerals held by the government collectively for three months.

From early autumn to late winter.

The “Crane” who promised to take him back to the mountain to cultivate immortals before he could save him.

He couldn’t live if he didn’t go, so he was a little one and went on the road alone.

The memory is here, Yan Chun is in a dream, but tears are already streaming down his face. At that time, she was still in a coma because of the broken Lingfu. When she woke up for the first time in Dilingchi, it was a few months after the accident. She was asked to go down the mountain to find Yin Yuchen, and he had nowhere to go.

She was lying on the bed choking and crying, and Fu Tianlan and Yan Gaohan were guarding her, but they couldn’t wake her up.

The memory was incomplete, and after the bracelet was broken, the only one who flew into the Yanchun Lingtai was the half-soul of the heavenly soul torn by Yin Yuchen himself.

Wherever he went after he left the small fishing village, what he experienced, Yan Chun couldn’t see it at all, it was a white expanse.

It was Yin Yuchen who refused to show her.

Yanchun walked through the white expanse and saw Yin Yuchen again.

That was their first meeting at the back of the outer gate of the Hengjue faction. He’s grown up and doesn’t look the same as when he was a kid.

He suppressed his excitement and excitement, closed his eyes, and was pinned down by Yan Chun who had rashly rolled down the mountain, but he didn’t dare to look at Yan Chun.

Because he learned that Yan Chun had broken the Lingfu for himself, he did not dare to recognize her.

Afraid that this old friend is now the culprit that Yan Chun hates the most.

From another perspective, Yanchun looks at all the past that belongs to them…

“Senior Sister Hui, my name is Yin Yuchen, jade, jade, Beichen, Chen.”

“Senior sister, be careful, the stones in the water are covered with moss and are very slippery.”

“She doesn’t look like you.”

“I have nothing in my body, only myself… how about being a senior sister’s furnace?”

“Take a deep breath, calm down, I believe everything you say.”

“I’m going to help Senior Sister kill her, won’t it be solved?”

“Then how about I call my sister?”

“I wish my sister to have today every year, and every year to have this day.”

“I don’t think my life sucks. Meeting my sister is the luckiest thing in my life.”

“Sister, you were born with wings that cover the sky and the sun. After the shackles are untied, don’t be afraid and fly.”

“Sister’s words this time have to be counted.”

Yan Chun was deeply immersed in these memories and refused to wake up. She recalled everything between her and Yin Yuchen over and over again. It turned out that there were reasons for her confusion.

What he asked and asked for her was gentle and full of trust. It was not abrupt, nor was it for her shallow favor and solicitation. It all came from her life-saving grace.

He said that he had nothing in his body, that he could not repay him, and wanted to be her cauldron.

But it turned out that his furnace was used for life.

Yanchun was in pain, lost, missed, and collapsed in these memories.

Like what Yin Yuchen had taught her, she was puzzled, so she revisited everything over and over again.

Then Yanchun found something different.

He did be kind to her at all costs, but in this kindness, there was not necessarily no selfishness.

He led her to follow him step by step, opened his arms to her at any time, used her simplicity and ignorance of love, and often made those seemingly unintentional, but in fact the most seductive little actions.

There are also words that are more moving than love words, which are usually prepared in advance and spoken to her casually. Foods that precisely grabbed her appetite.

Use Mo Qiulu to pull out the conflict between her and Jing Yangyu on the bright side, let her see clearly and be completely discouraged.

All this is a carefully arranged seduction.

It is true that on the scale of seduction, he put his heart on it first, but this also makes people unable to ignore his intentions.

He knew that he was going to sacrifice himself and leave her, but he also responded to her courtship on purpose, and ran away as soon as he responded, so that she could not see or touch, thinking like crazy nonsense.

While guiding her and encouraging her to flap her wings, he also quietly marked her wings.

When Yan Chun finally calmed down in these memories, she found something new in her retrospect.

So she finally woke up.

When Yan Chun woke up, there was no one in the room. She was covered with a thick quilt and stood up suddenly, her head still a little dizzy.

The Taoist heart and meridians of the transcendental cultivator automatically circulated spiritual power, and her discomfort quickly recovered.

Then Yan Chun lifted the quilt and went to the ground barefoot, ran directly to the door, and pushed open the door—

It was snowing heavily outside, and the ground of the Corning Institute was covered with snow, but the lotus tank in the courtyard was blooming with bright lotus flowers.

Wearing a thin middle coat, Yan Chun stepped out of the door and stepped on the snow with bare feet, not feeling the cold at all.

This is the body of a cultivator in the Beyond Mortal Realm, which was quenched by the robbery and flashed, and with the blessing of Jing Yangyu’s two swords, she is alive and dead, and it is the best opportunity to enter the mortal world, and it is also the best opportunity to consolidate her cultivation.

Yan Chun stepped in the snow, and didn’t think about how long she had slept, but she hurriedly ran towards Shuangzun’s house, the restriction of Shuangzun’s house, in front of her now, does not need to open the seal at all , break in directly, and you can break it violently.

After Yanchun entered the house, she raised her sleeves and waved, and the tyrannical spiritual power swept away the flood dragon formation.

Yan Chun raised her hand beside the bookshelf Yin Yuchen often stood on about raising demons and the technique of descending spirits, and the book she had seen before flew to her palm.

The book spread out naturally as she moved, on the page she had seen before.

To create a demon – you need to kill a living person in a desperate situation.

Yan Chun stared at this line of words, and then looked down again after a while.

The demons are divided into three levels, the low level is easy to control, but the magic power is weak.

The middle-class retains a complete soul, but has no mind, and does not know what will happen in life and death.

High-level demons retain human intelligence, but refining requires looking for people with extremely tenacious wills, inspiring the most intense love and hatred in their lives, and then throwing into the devil’s lair, swallowing each other with all demons, and eventually becoming a spiritual person, whose cultivation level can surpass that of refiners. myself.

When Yan Chun saw this, the corners of his eyes twitched, his expression twisted slightly, like crying and laughing.

She took a deep breath and continued to look down.

There is also a note below the high-level demons – high-level demons are extremely easy to lose control, because they retain some human intelligence, and there are many master eaters.

When refining, it is necessary to seal the demon spirit in the spiritual platform of the refiner, and suppress the whipping with the cultivation base for many years.

Yan Chun stared at the page of the book, read the last word, and then subconsciously reached out and touched his eyebrows and soul table, there… Yin Yuchen’s celestial soul was stored in it.

After the bracelet shattered under the robbery, it penetrated into her eyebrows.

She grabbed the spine of the book tightly, and sat on the ground leaning against the bookshelf. The thin meridians on her forehead burst. At this moment, she hated Yin Yuchen.

How could he do this?

How could she make her heart and gallbladder split like this, turning her head and guarding this half soul for him, hoping day and night that he will not be eaten away by the ten thousand demons in the devil’s cave!

How could he be so sure that he could become a high-level demon!

How could he be so sure that after he jumped into the devil’s cave…he could still enter the kingdom to help him guard his heavenly soul.

Yan Chun gritted his teeth and rolled out the words “Yin, Yu, Chen!” from the gap between his teeth.

I hate him for running out of organs, and I hate him for taking his life to gamble.

Yan Chun raised his hand and wanted to smash the book out, but his arm trembled in the air for a moment, and finally took the book back and pressed it against his heart.

She slowly shrank her shoulders, hugged the book, and curled herself into a ball like a life-saving straw.

She felt that she couldn’t do it, how could she be as brave as he bet if she couldn’t do it?

He walked with him all the way. He treated himself so well, how could he be willing to agree to her courtship and leave her alone!

Yan Chun began to cry lowly, curled up like a child.

But soon she laughed again, leaning against the bookshelf like crazy and laughing.

He is not dead!

He is not dead.

After death, the soul of a person will slowly dissipate, but Yin Yuchen’s heavenly soul sealed on her spiritual platform is still fine. She slept in the snow, and it was still fine!

Yanchun cried and laughed, cried with laughter, hated him madly, thought about him madly, wanted to slash him with a knife, and wanted to throw himself into his arms to express his grievances.

His stomach full of intrigues and tricks were all used on her alone. How many hearts does she have to withstand his calculations?

Yan Chun’s mood fluctuated wildly, like crazy, but he no longer had to worry about his mood swings, waiting for an opportunity to be occupied by another person.

Her inner palace is now full of spiritual power, and the meridians are smooth and wide. She has absorbed the vitality of two people, plus the powerful sword intent in the middle stage of the extraordinary realm, and also borrowed the power of robbery to bombard the devil’s nest, and achieved the realm of transcendence .

And now, how could Yanchun keep thinking about leaving the body like before?

She promised that **** Yin Yuchen that as long as he was there, she would never leave her body.

Yanchun hated that he used words to deceive herself. He said that he would always be with her, but Yanchun never thought that it would be in this way.

He said that he would tell her everything after he came out of the training ground, which is also the way.

He even dug several holes at the end of his memory, and insisted that Yan Chun would watch the past of the two uncontrollably and repeatedly. When he was so heartbroken that he wanted to leave with him and this friendship was all over, he found his sneaky trick.

Yan Chun was about to be driven mad by the two emotions of ecstasy and resentment.

However, she soon heard a voice outside the Corning Institute, and her current state was no longer “deaf and blind” like an ordinary person.

Yan Chun couldn’t care less about joy and sorrow, she stood up immediately, and it was too late to go out of the house. She rolled up the book about demons and spirits into her cuffs, and then raised her hands, using her ability to escape from the world for the first time since she entered the realm.

The moment Fu Tianlan entered the door, Yan Chun violently spread the coercive spiritual power into the formation where the evil book was stored.

Books and bookshelves collapsed in an instant, scattered from the air like snowflakes.

As soon as Fu Tianlan entered the door, he saw Yan Chun standing in the collapsing formation, wearing only a thin middle coat and shredded paper on his shoulders, as if he was standing barefoot in the swirling snow.

“Shuiyun!” Fu Tianlan cried because of Yanchun’s awakening, and walked towards Yanchun quickly.

“Why did you run out without wearing shoes and clothes,” Fu Tianlan hurriedly took off his robe and put it on Yanchun’s shoulders.

After so many years, she still regards Yanchun as a child, a little girl who never grows up, and doesn’t know how to add clothes.

But she forgot that Yanchun was already a transcendental cultivator. As long as she didn’t want to, she couldn’t feel the temperature around her at all, and the cold could not erode her body.

“Mother.” Yan Chun was hugged tightly by Fu Tianlan, the corner of his mouth hooked, and he hugged her back, showing a sincere smile.

Everything seemed to have returned to before the Yanchunling Mansion was broken, and Fu Tianlan couldn’t help choking.

But she soon realized that everything was different.

Yan Chun did not act like a spoiled child in her arms as Fu Tianlan thought, and confided all the shock and grievance that Yan Chun had experienced during the short time when Fu Tianlan and Yan Gaohan went down the mountain.

Yan Chun looked at her with eyes full of admiration, but no attachment. And for the first time, Fu Tianlan found out that Yan Chun was much taller than her, and she was about to raise her head slightly to look at this little daughter who had been so happy under her knees in the past.

Yan Chun let go of Fu Tianlan and said, “Mom, don’t worry, I’m fine now.”

“You…” Fu Tianlan didn’t feel relieved when he heard Yan Chun comforting her so “sensible”, and his eyes were blurred.

She opened her mouth and said in a dry voice, “Shuiyun… Once upon a time…”

“Mother, everything is over. I’ll go back to the house to change clothes first, and then we’ll go to see my father together.”

Fu Tianlan apologized to his lips, and was choked back by Yan Chun.

She wanted to say, “We were wrong in the past. We shouldn’t distrust you, and we shouldn’t force you to live with the person who is trying to occupy the magpie’s nest.”

Not only did Fu Tianlan know the true face of Mo Qiulu, she even learned from Jing Yangyu that Yan Chun had tried to leave the body, and asked an outer disciple to crush her life card and decided to abandon everything.

She would rather die than steal someone else’s life, let alone let her replace her.

Before Fu Tianlan and Yan Gaohan, it seemed that their abilities could not give them both. So they refused to listen to what Yan Chun said and ignored her pain.

But now an outer disciple gave it to Yanchun. It took him two months, just two months, to do what their parents hadn’t done in more than ten years.

Fu Tianlan felt guilt in his heart, and Yan Gaohan felt even more guilty, practicing swordsmanship all day.

Even Jing Yangyu… also because at the time when the Demon Cave was in the world, he slashed Yanchun twice, and saw the photo jade that Yin Yuchen didn’t know when he placed it on his desk, which was full of Yanchun’s unspoken pain and determination. Now the Taoist mind is unstable, and he has been in retreat for more than two months.

As Yan Chun, who has endured the distrust of his family and lover for more than ten years, and finally had to rely on an outer disciple to make a comeback, he didn’t want to hear Fu Tianlan’s apology at all.

She behaved indifferently, as if she had stepped into the realm of escape, and she cut off the attachment to her relatives that mortals should have.

This made Fu Tianlan even more uncomfortable than being questioned by Yan Chun.

“Shuiyun…” Fu Tianlan looked at Yan Chun’s back and called her again.

“Huh?” Yan Chun turned his head, looked at Fu Tianlan and asked with a smile, “What’s wrong, mother?”

Fu Tianlan looked at her reddish eyes and knew that she must have cried just now, but now she doesn’t say a word, her lips trembled, and she didn’t say a word.

Yan Chun had a panoramic view of Fu Tianlan’s painful expression, she sighed, and turned to hug her again.

Looking past her, he looked at the fragments of evil books scattered everywhere after the formation was broken, and said, “Mother, isn’t it okay for me? You don’t have to be sad anymore. After all, these evil books are not tolerated by the righteous sect, and I will destroy them.”

“It’s just that my cultivation base has just entered the country, and I’m really unskilled in manipulating it. I couldn’t shake these books into flying ashes at one time. Did it make my mother sad?”

She really didn’t mean to be shocked into “heavy snow” and showed it to Fu Tianlan.

She now has no hatred or resentment toward Futianlan, Jing Yangyu, or even Mo Qiulu.

It’s not that she escaped from the world except for the seven emotions, but… the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys that she had nowhere to put were all taken over by one person.

Now that person jumped into the devil’s den with her emotions… Yan Chun misses him, hates him, loves him and hates him, misses him and annoys him, anyway, it’s all about him.

Except for him or him… Can’t tell the excess to give to anyone.