Yin Yuchen didn't say no.

With his curly stomach, there is always a way to put things into perspective.

He asked Yanchun, "Have you made up your mind, sister?"

Yanchun was excited now, nodded and said, "I think yes, I am very suitable for sorcery."

"But Xie Xiu wants to kill people," Yin Yuchen said in a very calm tone, "Why don't you kill a practice hand first?"

"My sister should have seen the method of refining walking corpses. Let's try it out first."

Yin Yuchen sincerely suggested: "In this way, kill Mo Qiulu first. I heard that she is annoying my elder sister again today. My elder sister will use her to practice and kill her, and the symbiosis will be solved. My elder sister also said that her grievance is very The heavier the resentment, the more powerful the walking corpse made.”

"At that time, not only will she no longer be able to control her sister, but she can also be used by her sister, why not?"

Yan Chun's turbulent "devil's crooked way" was instantly swept away by Yin Yuchen's fluttering remarks.

She imagined killing Mo Qiulu... just imagined it, and found that she couldn't do it at all.

But now she has retreated immediately, and Yan Chun is a little unwilling... This part of the unwillingness is mainly because she watched Yin Yuchen talk about murder, with a calm look that made Yan Chun feel dissatisfied.

In her opinion, Yin Yuchen is the same as her. If he can kill himself, he can't kill him?

Besides, Yan Chun's useless desire to win or lose started to play a role again, and she didn't want Yin Yuchen to think that she was only playing tricks.

So Yan Chun held his head and pretended to be distressed and said, "But Mo Qiulu is locked in the disciple's courtyard arranged by my senior brother. I am afraid that everyone who enters and leaves will be photographed by the formation. It is inconvenient to do it..."

"What does that matter? I can let someone try to change the formation to draw Mo Qiulu out." Yin Yuchen narrowed her eyes slightly behind the Shasha and said, "I know many disciples from the inner sect, and my sister knows what a 'shredded corpse' is. 'A crime?"

"It's not about cutting people into pieces, it's one thing, seemingly the accidental consequence of multiple people."

"When the matter is found out, these coincidences are the corpses of broken corpses, and it is difficult to find out the connection. And even if they are found out, there is no direct evidence, and they can escape. Besides... the law does not blame the public. my good sister."

Yin Yuchen spoke softly, and Yan Chun felt chills on her back.

She has a bit of a sense of riding a tiger, but she is still struggling tenaciously and refuses to give up her desire to win or lose.

"It doesn't work either, my second senior brother has a spirit of punishment," Yan Chun said seriously, "whatever lies come to him, there is nothing to hide."

Yin Yuchen looked at Yan Chunxiao, he said in a slow voice with a smile on his face: "Sister, why are you so stupid, you also know that the chief justice has been in seclusion for many years, and now the head of the hospital is your second senior brother, on behalf of you. The head of the sect is also your senior brother, and the disciples of the twins are all over the world, and they are the pillars of the sect."

"You Yan Shuiyun just killed someone, you're still that kind of pheasant disciple, you don't have a name in the Destiny Pavilion, and you don't have a family background. Now she's become like that, and no one even knows her true face..."

"Who will be held accountable?" Yin Yuchen raised her hand and flicked Yanchun's ear, approached her and spit out a damp whisper: "Who dares to be held accountable?"

Yan Chun's eyes slowly widened, and his lips moved, staring at him as if he didn't know Yin Yuchen.

When Yin Yuchen saw that she was frightened like a dumb goose, she suddenly laughed.

"Sister is serious?" Yin Yuchen said, "I'm joking..."

He wasn't joking, what he said was true, how much more did he kill by these two methods? Just casually picking up these two simple words.

If Yan Chun really had the slightest intention to kill Mo Qiulu, even if he had shown the slightest hint to Yin Yuchen, Mo Qiulu's body would be rotten and smelly by now.

Yin Yuchen didn't move that Mo Qiulu, just because Yanchun couldn't accept it.

"Hahahahaha..." Yan Chun was sweating a little, and when Yin Yuchen was joking, she laughed happily.

After she finished laughing, Yin Yuchen asked, "Does my sister still want to practice sorcery now?"

Yan Chun smiled, touched the tip of his nose a little angrily, and said, "You are so annoying... If you persuade me, just persuade me directly, what are you doing to scare me around?"

When Yan Chun said this, the tenderness and anger at the corners of his eyes and brows were extremely vivid, and the thin little hook at the end of Liu Ye's eyes made Yin Yuchen almost pounce on it.

He bit his cheek, forced himself to calm down, and said, "Okay, I will persuade my sister directly in the future."

Yan Chun pursed her lips, and said as if asking for merit and reward: "I scolded Huai Yubai and ran away this afternoon. When I get back all the things she stole from me, I will give them all to you."

Yin Yuchen sat on the ground and bent one leg against the bookshelf, looking a little tired, but more relaxed.

To come to Yanchun, to look at her, to talk to her, is to rest for him.

Yin Yuchen worked for Jing Yangyu and went down the mountain to reconcile the conflicts between the townspeople at the foot of Longya Mountain and the outer disciples. This kind of thing is not tiring.

Yin Yuchen took the opportunity to send out disciples to visit Yin Hezong, and gave a token to an old friend of Yin Hezong to make something, and it would take a few days to get it back.

Yin Yuchen is tired because of this. This kind of fatigue is after climbing over mountains and mountains, climbing over the sea of ​​corpses and blood to where he wanted to go, and seeing his white crane.

But Baihe's leg was caught by the bones protruding from the ground. If he wanted Baihe to fly again, he had to go back to the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses to find and smash the skeleton that grabbed Baihe's wrist. bone.

"Sister..." Yin Yuchen called Yan Chun and asked her seriously, "Can't you really kill Mo Qiulu? Killing her is the best way to break the symbiosis."

Otherwise, he really didn't know that he still had luck and strength to climb back alive from the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Yan Chun was taken aback by the question, thinking that Yin Yuchen was still joking, but she answered seriously: "I want to kill her too, really, but I'm afraid that if I kill her, I don't know who I am... "

Yin Yuchen was shocked all over, then chuckled and said, "Sister is right, you can't become the same person as her, it's my fault."

Even though cutting off the white crane's feet is the easiest way to break free, after the white crane's feet are cut off, even if it immediately flutters its wings, it will not be able to stand in this life, nor will it be able to rest again. die.

That is not freedom, it is another kind of imprisonment, from imprisoning her on the ground to imprisoning her in the sky.

Yin Yuchen smiled, moved her body closer to Yan Chun, sat side by side with her, and said softly, "Sister, I went down the mountain today and was beaten by the villagers at the foot of the mountain. Look, my wrists are blue. "

He lifted the sleeve of his robe, and his wrist was indeed blue. He deliberately didn't take the wound medicine and didn't get rid of it.

Yan Chun hurriedly grabbed it after seeing it, feeling so distressed that he didn't lie at all, and sighed "Oh, oh, oh".

"Why is it so miserable," Yan Chun said, "Those foolish people at the foot of the mountain have relied on being mortals all these years, and the monks are unwilling to care about them, and the land will be reclaimed to the fairy mountain!"

Longya Mountain is shrouded in a great formation, and the spiritual mist of the cleansing pool has been moistened over the years, and the natural aura will also leak a little.

Therefore, the towns at the foot of Longya Mountain have benefited a lot. As long as they are planted a little closer to Longya Mountain, the harvest can be doubled. The harvested grains contain spiritual energy. Although they are very subtle, for ordinary people, they are one-of-a-kind good things, which can be sold at high prices among the mortal nobles.

And because the Hengjue School is a major sect, the discipline of the disciples is still strict, and the outer sect disciples do not dare to bully people outside under the banner of the sect, especially mortals.

So this gives some daring, shameless opportunities to take advantage of. Farming is getting more and more advanced, and after two generations, they are about to plant crops on Longya Mountain.

Negotiations have failed many times. Some of them have received silver money sent by Hengjue, and they have retreated for more than ten years. When the next generation, they continue to rely on the great formation and disciples of Hengjue to not hurt mortals.

The Hengjue School is a sect of miscellaneous practitioners. To communicate with the outside world, it is impossible to close the mountain and cultivate as hard as the Beisongshan swordsman, and not open the mountain for one or two hundred years. Therefore, the conflict with the villagers at the foot of the mountain has never been broken, and they have become more and more greedy.

"This matter has repeatedly been poorly coordinated, and the senior brother is in a lot of trouble because of this, and the outer disciples often conflict with them. Why did they send you there? Even the high-level cultivation can't suppress this kind of thing... Once my second senior brother personally I went, and a rotten persimmon was thrown."

Yin Yuchen laughed when she heard the words.

Yan Chun also laughed, she mobilized the thin aura she could mobilize, and rubbed Yin Yuchen's wrist, Yin Yuchen said softly: "Sister, I'm so tired, I was almost digging by them with a pick, fortunately I ran fast... "

Yan Chun giggled like a hen that had just laid eggs, Yin Yuchen coaxed her into a happy mood, and then went a little further and said, "Can I borrow my sister's shoulder to lean on?"

Without waiting for Yan Chun to answer, he slowly and gently leaned on Yan Chun's shoulder.

It wasn't long before Yanchun came out of the Cleansing Spirit Pond. He was slender, and it was impossible to rest on his shoulders comfortably, nor did he feel reliable.

However, Yin Yuchen leaned against her, closed her eyes, and remained motionless.

That night, Yin Yuchen had been leaning on Yanchun to sleep all the time, woke up in a daze, and soon curled up beside Yanchun like a cat, sleeping with the book he usually read.

Yan Chun looked at him from time to time, reading the evil book with great peace of mind, but he no longer had the idea of ​​​​practicing sorcery.

In fact, she said that she wanted Yin Yuchen to persuade her directly, but for so many years, she was ordered to give birth to a conflicting mind. If Yin Yuchen said "you can't" directly, Yan Chun might really be rebellious and argue with him. .

But he said in twists and turns that if she asked her to think about it, Yanchun easily accepted that he really didn't dare to waste his life.

The ever-bright lantern reflected Yin Yuchen Ruyu's profile. His crouching posture was very insecure. He grabbed his hand curled up in front of his chest, as if he was holding something in his arms... Yan Chun also liked to sleep like this.

Yan Chun looked at him for a long time in a trance, she actually had a moment just now, she felt that if she really nodded and said she wanted to kill Mo Qiulu, even if she didn't have a distinguished identity and two senior brothers in power... Yin Yuchen would definitely help her cover up the traces, even It's to help her out.

I don't know why, but Yan Chun has this almost conceited intuition.

She blinked, and she took off her coat and put it on Yin Yuchen's body, but in a blink of an eye, he had already pulled the clothes off and held it in his arms, burying his whole face in it.

Yan Chun looked at it, and felt that the formation was probably a formation that raised the temperature to store books. Otherwise, why would she feel a little hot, or just her ears?

That night, Jing Yangyu waited and waited for his "good disciple" to return to Yiguang Courtyard, so he had to come again in person.

When he arrived at the Kangning Institute, Jing Yangyu scattered his consciousness and swept away, and felt that Yin Yuchen was lying on Yanchun's bed...

His face twitched slightly, and he was too lazy to change his face. Jing Yangyu, who got along strangely between them, caught a few times and didn't catch any excessive behavior. Now he feels that whatever he thinks too much, he is filthy.

But between men and women, are there really such good friends?

When Jing Yangyu entered Yanchun's room, the door was not closed at all. When he entered the room, he saw that the two of them were lying side by side on the bed.

They all slept soundly, with no intimacy, arms never touching.

But their scattered hair was entangled in one place, black and dazzling, and it was difficult to distinguish between you and me. It was like flipping a grinding disc and soaking two paintings at the same time. Just looking, let Jing Yangyu give birth to an inexplicable kind of inexplicable that they can no longer disassemble. Feel.

Jing Yangyu frowned slightly, and a stagnant soreness slowly developed in his heart.

He stood for a while before he stepped forward, crossed Yanchun, and directly reached out to hug Yin Yuchen.

Yin Yuchen opened his eyes abruptly when his body was in the air. Although he was covered with shackles, Jing Yangyu could see in his eyes the aggressiveness of a beast that was cornered.

But when he woke up, he quickly struggled to get down to the ground, knelt in front of Jing Yangyu, and called out in a hoarse voice: "Master..."

"Why don't you go back to Yiguang Courtyard?" Jing Yangyu didn't reproach him, but just made a routine inquiry. He heard other disciples who were with Yin Yuchen talking about Yin Yuchen's handling of the villagers at the foot of the mountain, but he hadn't heard Yin Yuchen report it to him. Woolen cloth.

He handled it very well. I was afraid that those villagers would never dare to make trouble again. Jing Yangyu wondered why Yin Yuchen didn't come to take credit with him?

"I'm sorry, Master," Yin Yuchen knelt down and remembered that she was carried out of bed by Jing Yangyu.

"Today... I was a little frightened. Later, I fell into a drowsy sleep... Uncle Shi should have seen me sleeping soundly, so she didn't wake me up."

He said vaguely, but the way he looks now, it really looks like his face has turned blue after being frightened.

Jing Yangyu didn't mean to blame at all, no matter how he felt that the relationship between Yin Yuchen and Yanchun was strange these days, especially Yanchun, who changed too much and would "bullying others".

But he even invited the "Punishment Spirit" to see it, and he really couldn't see anything different. Jing Yangyu didn't allow himself to be entangled in this kind of thing.

"You are the same teacher and go back to the Yiguang Academy, and the teacher will check it for you."

Yin Yuchen followed behind Jing Yangyu. When he approached Zi, the spiritual energy on Longya Mountain was stronger than that in the daytime. The spiritual mist on the stone steps was like a fairyland.

Jing Yangyu walked in front, his robe was plain white, and Yin Yuchen followed behind him. He really didn't have any ghosts at the moment. He really lacked energy today...

When the two returned to Yiguang Courtyard and Jing Yangyu started to check on Yin Yuchen, he asked in shock, "What's the matter with you, why did you lose half of your soul!"

Humans have three souls and seven souls, and Yin Yuchen has lost half of the heavenly soul. This kind of thing is reasonable for mortals, but Yin Yuchen is a cultivator who breaks the delusion.

Yin Yuchen looked up in confusion, "I... today... someone is going to plan me with a pickaxe, and I can't do it with them. I'm a little scared..."

Jing Yangyu probed again, only to confirm reluctantly: "You lost half of your soul when you descended the next mountain, or were you scared by a mortal?"

Yin Yuchen lowered her head and did not speak, and there was no emotion in Shasha's drooping eyes.

"I'll try to conjure your soul..."

Jing Yangyu simply didn't know what to say, he had never seen such a "delicate" cultivator.

He quickly formed a seal with his hands, and soon a small formation of spirit summoning was gathered on top of Yin Yuchen's head.

Jing Yangyu knew what happened down the mountain today.

Yin Yuchen didn't do anything, and didn't quarrel with anyone. He only told those foolish people that he represented Heng Jue to send one last time. If this group of people got an inch, they would suppress all the evil things held in the inner door at the foot of the mountain.

According to reports from other people sent by Jing Yangyu, Yin Yuchen originally said at the time: "Evil things exist when they steal the sky, and where they are located, no grass can grow, and they will steal the life of mortals. Within a few decades, the elderly in your village will definitely be weak and sick. The children born are also deformed and mentally retarded, the young and middle-aged are full of ill-will, and even the livestock they raise will bite mortals."

Of course, these are all true. The villagers living at the foot of Longya Mountain are not infested by evil and evil cultivators, but it does not mean that people in other places can also be blessed by the Great Immortal Sect like Hengjue Pai.

It is not uncommon for evil to harm people in the mortal world, and because it is true, those foolish people will be afraid after hearing it.

They have been sheltered under the immortal mountain for generations, enjoying the overflowing spiritual energy. There are many long-lived elderly people in the village, the children are very healthy, and the livestock they keep are fat and strong and docile.

It's just that Shengmien fights Miqiu, they gain benefits, and they know that monks and mortals care about their actions, which is detrimental to Dao's heart and not good for Dao. This is why the barefooted are not afraid of wearing shoes. Hands-on with the monks.

At that time, Yin Yuchen said that the evil things would be shaken at the foot of the mountain, destroying the "blessing" that has been passed down from generation to generation. Some of the villagers were afraid to compromise on the spot, and some of them went crazy and would fight with the monks.

Yin Yuchen did not run away as he and Yan Chun said, but did not dodge or avoid, facing the group of people's manuscript **** coldly said: "The way of heaven does not allow monks to hurt people, it may damage the heart of Taoism, but it allows monks to take revenge and end it. Chen resentment, if you dare to hurt me today, I will obey God's will tomorrow and slaughter your entire family."

The wicked have their own grind. At that time, those **** manuscripts were swiped in front of Yin Yuchen, and they all hurriedly turned. Only one of the manuscripts hit Yin Yuchen's arm that was raised to block his head, smashing his wrist.

The man was so frightened that he almost lost control on the spot, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy to Yin Yuchen repeatedly. Yin Yuchen stood there, without saying a word, without coercion, and with a smile, these people would be heartbroken.

Of course, it's not that he is domineering, but that the wicked know what the wicked really look like. They couldn't provoke people like Yin Yuchen, and they were even more puzzled why such people were clearly evil cultivators, but they could be in Xianshan.

Anyway, this bad thing that has plagued the inner and outer doors of Xianshan for many years was temporarily solved by Yin Yuchen's words.

Those inner disciples who followed Yin Yuchen, fell to the ground one by one, because he was angry with those ignorant people all the year round, even if Yin Yuchen's actions and words were extreme, those disciples did not think that he was too vicious, but felt that he had let out a bad breath.

He often praised Yin Yuchen in front of Jing Yangyu, but no matter how Jing Yangyu listened to the situation at the time, he could not have imagined that when he was smashed, his little apprentice was so scared that he lost half of his soul.

The soul-calling formation was closed, but the half-soul could not be recalled. Standing in the Yiguang Courtyard, Jing Yangyu doubted whether his cultivation had regressed.

This is unreasonable, how can someone be so timid? But looking at the things Yin Yuchen did before... his sinister tactics of the outer sect, and his previous dare to deliberately provoke Jing Yangyu to attack him, he is definitely not a person who will be scared away by a hoe.

Jing Yangyu couldn't understand this, Yin Yuchen explained reluctantly: "Master, I am not afraid of being hurt by those people, I am afraid that I will not deal with it well, and I will affect the reputation of the master. After all, I am the first apprentice of the master..."

This kind of rhetoric, even ghosts don't believe it.

However, Jing Yangyu, who was always upright and upright and did not speculate on unresolved matters with malicious intent, believed more than half of it.

He didn't dare to deliberately arrange any more work for Yin Yuchen, just let him rest and recuperate, and he comforted him, and he could get it back slowly.

So Yin Yuchen just sat down and stayed with Yanchun every day.

At the same time, he couldn't help but quietly discuss with Yanchun under the cover of the formation of the Corning Institute: "Sister, you said that the head of the sect... Just my good master, does he have a gut going down?"

Before Yan Chun heard this kind of dirty talk, her face was red and her ears were red. She had read a lot of evil books, and her ability to accept it was comparable to the meridians after Jie Shan's expansion.

She laughed because of Yin Yuchen's words at first, and then quickly stopped laughing. She felt that she was also stimulated by these words.

"The reason you told Senior Brother, when you first told me, I also believed it..."

Yan Chun pursed her lips and stared at Yin Yuchen. Yin Yuchen immediately stopped her smile and said sternly: "It's different, my sister is young, and my master is over a hundred years old..."

"I'm not as young as you, so I'm not easily deceived by you." Yan Chun was not comforted, he reached out and touched Yin Yuchen's forehead, poked it twice and said, "When my senior brother finds out that you lied to him, you'll look good. He won't take revenge in public, but it will keep you reasonably free forever."

"Sister save me." Yin Yuchen quickly grabbed Yanchun's arm and said, "I just want to stay with my sister, read books, eat, and don't want to go down the mountain anymore... I was smashed by a pickaxe."

Yan Chun also didn't want Jing Yangyu to call Yin Yuchen away all the time. She was too bored, and if she couldn't find a solution for symbiosis, the rest of her happy days would be counted on her fingers, and she was not willing to waste it.

She decided to help Yin Yuchen hide Jing Yangyu. She really "learned badly" these days. After all, deceiving Jing Yangyu was something that Yan Chun would never do before.

"I can help you hide it, but you have to tell me, where did the half soul you lost go?"

Yin Yuchen's brows twitched, Yanchun became more and more difficult to fool. It had only been a few days, and she was only a little guided, and she was growing rapidly in the naked eye.

Yin Yuchen told the truth: "That half soul... I tore it off with my own hands."

"You're crazy!" Yan Chun knew the pain of the shattering of the spiritual mansion, and had also been out of his body. Although he had never experienced the pain of being torn apart, he knew that it was definitely not a pain that ordinary people could endure.

"Why do you want to do this? Just because you don't want to do things?" Yan Chun couldn't understand, and just imagined it would hurt Yin Yuchen.

Yin Yuchen looked at Yan Chun, stepped forward a moment later, and hugged her.

Yan Chun was stunned and heard Yin Yuchen's voice ringing in her ear.

"Sister, the half soul that I tore off is a part of the celestial soul, some memories of my past." It was also his most precious memory.

"It's okay for me to lose that half-soul. I just hid it temporarily, and it will come back naturally later."

"I really don't want to be called away by my master, but it's not that I'm afraid of hard work and don't want to help him handle trivial matters in the door, but..."

Yin Yuchen sighed and said, "Sister, we are still looking for a solution to symbiosis, have you forgotten? I don't have time to help my master with trivial matters in the inner door. The time until the return of the two masters is getting shorter and shorter, and we must do so before that. Find a symbiotic solution."

"I ordered Shanying to quietly go to the mortal sect in disguise today to find the source of the symbiosis technique."

Yin Yuchen let go and was a little stunned. Yanchun, whose eyes were red, raised her hand and wiped her face, intercepting a drop of her hot tears.

Yin Yuchen said, "Sister, I haven't given up yet."

"You can't even think about giving up."