Chapter 59: Feelings (Part 1)

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Jun Ying's eyes were completely invisible.
Yan Dan still remembered that he had a pair of clear and beautiful eyes. But now he can only listen to the surrounding movement with his eyes closed, and sometimes opens his eyes, but those eyes are no longer pitch black and clear, and they are slightly grayish and out of focus. His face was ruined, Xianfa was imprisoned, and sometimes he lost his mind in one day, and he lost almost everything.
Yan Dan had seen him lose his mind once, as if he had been caught by a dream demon, gritted his teeth tightly, but did not say a word. When she first saw this scene, she was a little frightened, but even though she was scared in her heart, she still did not go away. When Ying Yuanjun recovered, he raised his head and smiled weakly: "Why are you still here? From now on, you still don't come again."
Yan Dan lingered for a while, muttering: "There are very few people here. If I don't come to talk to you, wouldn't I be suffocated?"
There are already many good-looking fairy princes in the heavenly court, but Ying Yuanjun is not the most outstanding at first, and now his appearance is ruined, and he will feel scary when he first sees it. Yan Dan didn't think he looked ugly like this. He was born with a natural appearance, and he couldn't choose whether he was good or ugly.
Ying Yuan was stunned, as if a little helpless: "It's fine, when you see my fire attack in the future, be careful."
It's a pity that Yan Dan prefers to care about irrelevant things: "Huo Du? What is that?"
"They are the blood sculptures of the Demon Realm. They are formed by the blood of the Heretic God, and when they strike, they will bring out the flame of innocence. Because of this, my eyes are...invisible." He said in a low tone and slowly opened. He closed his eyes and looked ahead without focusing. On this day, he would never forget about it in his entire life. The light in front of him gradually dimmed, but the darkness and silence grew thicker. He knew that soon, his eyes would no longer see anything, but he could only forcefully do nothing.
It wasn't until the demon realm collapsed that no one noticed it.
However, the fire poison of the blood sculpture has been immersed in the body, and he will often lose his mind. He almost kills the few fairies under his seat at a time, and has to trap himself here.
Yan Dan thought for a while and couldn't help asking, "Can't this poison be cured?"
"Perhaps, it's just that Ling Hua Yuanjun, who is the longest in medical skills, is helpless..." He looked calm, "It's okay, it's not bad for me now."
Yan Dan doesn't think this is not too bad. After she returned to Diya, she went to look through the classics, but she went through the book and found no record of the blood sculpture.
The bamboo curtain shook slightly in the small breeze, the wind chimes ding ding dong dong, and the crisp bells reverberated in the empty courtyard.
When Yan Dan looked back, he saw the Rui Beast sandalwood incense burner beside the pane. Strands of pale white smoke overflowed from the incense burner, filling the room with fragrance.
She remembered that the few days when Master came back from the Devil Realm, he was also grumpy and grumpy. How could a well-trained fairy suddenly become grumpy? She walked over and held up the agarwood burner, but slightly at a loss.
Master is the person she respects most, even if she removes the petals and leaves on her body for Master, that should be the case. But what is Ying Yuanjun in her heart? It's just an unrelated person. Isn't it weird to hurt yourself for an unrelated person?
Yan Dan couldn't figure it out, so he had to stroll to Xuanxin Cliff, and from a distance he saw Antarctica Immortal Weng standing by the lotus pond, muttering words. When she got closer, she heard the other person say: "Oh, it's almost time to transform people, don't be awkward with these nine fins, but be a fish for a lifetime..."
Will there be any fish that like to make trouble in this world?
Yan Dan couldn't help but said, "Xian Weng, how long will these nine fins turn into human form?"
"It's probably more than half a year. You don't know how hard it took me to grab the last nine fins in this world from the Jade Emperor. I have worked so hard to raise these for many years without even having an egg. When I came out, the old man in vain picked a pond of female fish to accompany." Antarctic Xian Weng was asked about the pain, and said sadly, "Yan Dan, look at this pond, the long, flat, short, and slender ones, what? There is no such kind of female fish, but there is no one that has been cultivated to achieve a positive result!"
"...Cough cough!" Yan Dan couldn't help choking, and said carefully, "this one has to be taken slowly, besides, maybe this nine fins have different preferences from others, and they don't like females."
"I just thought of him or a broken sleeve fish, and later put the male fish in, but there was still no change, but the male likes to hook up."
The Antarctic Immortal Weng felt much better after nagging, and then left contentedly.
Yan Dan squatted by the lotus pond, and after a short while, only the little black fish with red eyes raised his head out of the water. She couldn't help smiling: "It's another day, I didn't bring the book over today."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the little fish dive into the water with its tail wagging, and stopped paying attention to her.
Yan Dan was annoyed: "Hey, anyhow I have read dozens of books for you. At least there is hard work without credit? What is your attitude?"
The lotus pond was peaceful, only the fierce tiger beard jumped up and down happily. When Yan Dan stood up, he thought to himself that no matter what he said in the past, the weak fish would at least react a little bit. Although she felt that she was completely despised, she has even been so despised recently. Omitted. Although this little fish is clever, it is really unpleasant.
When Yan Dan turned around, she couldn't help thinking, in fact, what she wanted to do was originally irrelevant to others, so why should she care if the other party agrees?
The next day, when Yan Dan went to see Mr. Ying Yuan, he took an agarwood burner along the way.
The air was filled with a calming scent.
Ying Yuan seemed to like this kind of fragrance, and he actually asked, "Did the lotus flowers by Yaochi bloom recently?"
It was long before the lotus blooming season, and he was stuck here for a long time, and he couldn't even remember the days.
Yan Dan hummed softly, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Do you want to see Lotus?"
Ying Yuan smiled slightly: "Even if the lotus blossoms well, I can't see it."
"But you can smell the scent of lotus, hear the wind, and use it to touch. Even if you can't see the color of the flower, you can still remember it as long as you have seen it before." Yan Dan felt that there was no need to comfort him. This eye may still have a good day. She is a four-leaf scorpion supporting her body, and she is better at healing fairy art than ordinary people. She feels that it is impossible for Ying Yuanjun to see it again.
Ying Yuan still smiled: "In fact, the best lotus I have ever seen was two hundred years ago."
On that day, the four-leaf flower turned into a human form, probably because it was still early to adulthood. He was actually a bad little devil who could not even speak clearly and would crawl all over the floor. He originally thought he had forgotten, but now he realizes that he still remembers clearly.
It's just that the wicked little ghost in the impression became somewhat different from the original one hundred years later. He came out one day after reading the official document, and wanted to walk around in Yanxu Palace to relax his muscles and bones. As a result, he saw a fairy in a snow-white ice silk shirt holding a book standing under the lamp, looking at the clothes. It should be the only fairy Zhixi next to Lu Jing.
When he walked over, Zhi Xi hurriedly hid the book in his hand behind him, saluting gracefully: "The Emperor."
Ying Yuan glanced at the title of the book, and then smiled clearly: "This book of "Linjiang Four Dreams" was brought by Emperor Zi Xu from the mortal world. It is still an isolated copy. Don't break it."
Zhi Xi opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head: "Yes, the emperor."
Ying Yuan walked away a few steps, and then suddenly turned around and asked, "Do you think the entanglement between men and women in this kind of mortal drama is true?"
Zhi Xi held the book and thought for a while before he said: "Returning to the emperor, Zhi Xi thought that this kind of infatuation and sorrow is true, and it is true. There are many things, not what you want to do, so there will be The bitterness in it is wrong."
Ying Yuan just smiled without speaking.
He actually believed that even if it was a drama, there must have been similar stories. It's just in the heavenly court that such a blatant talk about mundane feelings is contrary to Taoism. Zhixi is still under-age, but in time, she will definitely understand more. And he has lived too long, and he doesn't know what will be long. The ordinary thoughts and emotions will definitely not stay the same with the vicissitudes of the sea.
After a few days, when Yan Dan saw that his true body was about to become bald, he finally couldn't help but propose: "Have you really thought about leaving here?"
"Why are you leaving?" Ying Yuan was slightly surprised.
"I think so, anyway, this is the end of the heavenly court, and no one will come over on weekdays. And there is a vacant house behind the Earth's End Palace. It's better to live there than to be tied to a tree? What's more, I had a few days ago I checked the classics and it said that the Kunlun God Tree was born by absorbing spiritual energy. In the end, you will be sucked into skin and bones, and you will get such an ugly tree for nothing."
Ying Yuan was silent.
Yan Dan was very happy, knowing that she would be able to convince the other party if she knew it like this, moved by emotion and reason. In fact, this is also because of the benefits of Agarwood. At least, Mr. Ying Yuan has been awake more and more recently, and hardly any attacks occur. She also felt that it would be more or less a pity if he stayed here forever.
Ying Yuan thought for a while and said slowly: "Then try it, and come back if it doesn't work."
"How could it not work? You have fewer and fewer attacks recently. Maybe it will be better in a while."
Ying Yuan raised his wrist laboriously, even a bit of immortality was useless, and the branches that entangled his hands and feet immediately loosened. Yan Dan was stunned. It seemed that if he wanted to break free, he really didn't have to spend a little effort, but he didn't want to. Ying Yuan lowered his body and touched the ground, and picked up the long iron lock: "This bundle of immortal locks must never be taken off, you must not forget."
Yan Dan replied, stepped forward to support his arm, and brought it forward.
Ying Yuan carried the immortal chain, and it was painful to think about it, but he never mentioned it.
Yan Dan thought to herself, she has been very fond of talking to him recently, and she also thinks that he can recover soon, if this is just sympathy, then why would she be so willing again?
She always felt that something was wrong with her, as if she suddenly became very empathetic and considerate.
And the conclusion, thinking about it, will not be the one she wants.