In the next few days, Chang Ling meditated and adjusted his breathing in the house every day, while Lan Sheng stayed with Chang Ling. Chang Ling also taught her etiquette, literacy and cooking when he had time, just like a newlywed couple.
After a few days of recuperation, Chang Ling felt that he had almost recovered and could freely use the spiritual power in his body. He immediately called Lan Sheng and said:
"My injuries have healed. Let's get up and leave tomorrow."
"Are you going to Yuntian?" Lan Sheng's eyes were a little dim.
This is the village where Lan Sheng has lived for more than ten years, containing memories from childhood to adulthood. Although not many people in the village were willing to interact with her at ordinary times, they were reluctant to leave when she really wanted to leave.
"yes!"
Chang Ling saw Lan Sheng's thoughts, took Lan Sheng's hand and said softly: "We are only leaving temporarily. I will bring you back to see you whenever there is a chance."
"My husband is so kind to me!" Lan Sheng nodded slightly to Chang Ling.
Chang Ling smiled, leaned into Lan Sheng's ear and said slowly: "Let's say goodbye to the village before that? We will come back to get married in the future!"
Afterwards, Chang Ling took Lan Sheng around the village and bought some gifts to accompany Lan Sheng to visit relatives and friends.
People in the village are superstitious that Lan Sheng is the lone star. There are not many people who are close to Lan Sheng in the village. Aunt Liu is one, Grandma Zhang is one, and after thinking about it, there are not many others.
Chang Ling and Lan Sheng went to say goodbye to them. They only said that they were engaged and Lan Sheng would go to Chang Ling's hometown to live and would not come back until they were officially married in the future.
Then Chang Ling took Lan Sheng to a small teahouse that she usually liked to go to. This time, she listened to books in the teahouse. Chang Ling sat next to Lan Sheng, sipping tea, and listened to Mr. Shu telling stories with her.
"All fates in the world are determined by heaven. Even if you are extremely reluctant to let go, who can you tell to?" The storyteller slapped the tree awake and continued: "By the way, Zhu Yingtai was forced to get on the sedan chair, and the wedding procession arrived in front of Liang Shanbo's tomb. , Yingtai insisted on getting off the sedan chair and cried to worship the souls of the dead..."
Lan Sheng listened fascinated, and as the plot progressed, he was sometimes happy about the meeting of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, and sometimes felt annoyed by Ma Wencai's excessive behavior. Chang Ling was always slow about emotions and didn't have too many feelings. He just ate cakes leisurely and played with Lan Sheng's hair.
It was already night by the time the storyteller finished speaking. Lan Sheng listened attentively. This was the only time he was not chased away by the waiter.
She happily told Chang Ling about the plot and her own thoughts all the way under the moonlight, as if she had forgotten that Chang Ling was beside her and listening to the book with her.
When Lan Sheng returned home, she felt hungry. It was because the storyteller was so engaging that she forgot to eat.
Seeing Chang Ling looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile, Lan Sheng was a little unhappy and pretended to be angry: "My lord, it's all my fault that you didn't remind me to eat!"
Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, but he still replied calmly: "It's my fault." Then he saw him take out a pastry wrapped in oil paper from his sleeve.
At dusk, he saw that Lan Sheng was entranced and didn't eat much, so he quietly asked the waiter to pack a cake.
"Since you already know your mistake, I will forgive you, and remember not to do it again!" Lan Sheng said shyly.
Taking the pastry from Chang Ling's hand, I felt warm in my heart. I wanted to step forward and "bite" Chang Ling, but he blindfolded me: "Come with me, I'll give you a surprise!"
Lan Sheng followed Chang Ling out of the house, feeling the wind blowing constantly in his ears.
Then Chang Ling slowly removed his hands that were blocking Lan Sheng's sight and gently placed them on Lan Sheng's waist.
Lan Sheng opened his eyes and trembled, then stabilized his body. He saw a sea of clouds in front of him under the moonlight. The stars and moon in the sky were more real than ever before. He said in surprise: "Wow! I'm flying!"
Lan Sheng looked down and saw the curled long sword under his feet. Then he looked at Chang Ling, as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden, with curiosity that couldn't be hidden in her eyes.
"This is the art of sword control. Tomorrow we will use the sword to return to Yuntian Fairy Mountain." Chang Ling explained.
At first, Lan Sheng thought that he would walk to Yuntian Fairy Mountain tomorrow, and was still thinking about how long it would take. However, he didn't expect that he would actually fly there. He just thought that my husband was so awesome.
Suddenly Lan Sheng thought of what Chang Ling had told her that night that this trip was dangerous. If her husband was so powerful, could it be dangerous for him too?
I also think of what the storyteller said today: "Fate in the world is determined by God. Even if you are extremely reluctant to let go, who can you tell it to?" There is worry on his face. Will his ending be the same as Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai? ?
Chang Ling saw through Lan Sheng's thoughts and said as if: "You and I are destined to meet each other. If you follow me, I will protect you!" Then he hugged Keren'er tightly in his arms.
Lan Sheng leaned in Chang Ling's arms, feeling that the man behind her made her feel at ease. If possible, she wanted to keep leaning on him.
Can it actually be what you want? Chang Ling himself had no idea whether his master could tolerate Lan Sheng, and he was even less sure about Chi Lian Yao Xing five years later. But he will protect her and make himself satisfied every moment with her.
When we meet by chance, it suits my wish; when we meet by chance, I will be with you. As long as we are still together and as long as our hearts are happy, why bother worrying about these unthinkable things!
"Is the starry sky beautiful?"
"beautiful!"
The next morning, Chang Ling took Lan Sheng's sword and flew towards Yuntian Fairy Mountain. Lan Sheng reluctantly turned back and looked at the smaller and smaller villages behind him until they disappeared from sight.
Looking back, Lan Sheng's eyes were firm. This road was very dangerous and she wanted to accompany Chang Ling. Because she believed that the man in front of her was someone worthy of being entrusted with her for life, and that he would keep his promise to marry her. She was willing to leave everything here and follow him!
In vain, Chang Ling once again felt an abnormal spiritual energy fluctuation. This was the mountain forest where he met Suanni, but this time Chang Ling also felt a faint demonic energy.
Chang Ling was confused. Before he fell into coma, his junior sister had returned to Yuntian to seek rescue. His master should have arrived long ago. Then why was there a demonic aura?
Chang Ling said to Lan Sheng with a serious look on his face: "Lan Sheng, there is something strange in the forest below. Let's go down and check it out."
The Master will definitely not let the evil spirit go unchecked when he comes. If this is really a devil's energy, then did the Master die in the forest?
Worried in his heart, Chang Ling speeded up unconsciously.
Arriving at the top of the mountain forest, Chang Ling noticed something strange. Although the aura in the forest was too abundant last time, the chirping of insects and birds in the forest was endless, and it was a vibrant scene. At this moment, the forest was extremely quiet.
Although it was unusually quiet, no reason could be found. Considering that he would be too busy to take care of himself if he encountered a monster, and Lan Sheng had never practiced magic, Chang Ling did not dare to enter the forest easily.
The last time he met Suan Ni, he almost died there, and this time he did not dare to be careless with Lan Sheng.
Thinking of Suanni, Chang Ling flew directly towards the stone forest with his sword.
When they arrived at the stone forest, they saw blood all over the ground, and the smell of blood hit their faces. Sword marks, animal claw scratches, and traces of various other weapons were forcibly carved on many stones.
There must have been a fierce battle here, and Chang Ling couldn't help but worry about his master.
"What is this place?" Lan Sheng asked timidly.
Lan Sheng covered his nose and frowned. Seeing this shocking scene for the first time, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"The place where I was unconscious before I met you!" Chang Ling said, and then paused and continued: "This was not the scene when I was unconscious. It must have been a fierce fight afterwards!"
Lan Sheng nodded, seeming to understand. He didn't continue to ask any more questions. He grabbed Chang Ling's arm with his two small hands and followed him.
Chang Ling explored all the way and came to Suanni's nest. He saw that Suanni had been disemboweled and was lying on the ground surrounded by flies. He was too dead to die.
After bypassing Suanni's corpse and arriving at Suanni's lair, the entrance to the lair was still sealed with stones. It was likely that no one had entered from here.
Chang Ling thought that there was an exit with an opening at the top of the lair, and then used his sword to look for it near the stone forest.
After about a stick of incense, Chang Ling found a notch outside the stone forest. After confirming that the notch was another exit of the lair, Chang Ling flew towards the notch with his sword.
Entering the cave, Chang Ling found that this place was no longer what he remembered. It was said to be a cave but more like a bridge. One side of the bridge is the entrance to the stone cave, the other side is the stone wall that he chopped with his long sword, and the rest is a bottomless black hole.
Chang Ling recalled that an overbearing and unusual spiritual energy had once attacked him, and now he thought it must have been that spiritual energy that broke through the surrounding stone walls.
But now I can no longer feel the spiritual energy. It is replaced by a demonic energy. The source of the demonic energy is still the stone wall.
Chang Ling turned to Lan Sheng and said, "Lan Sheng, wait for me here. I'll go over and check."
Seeing Chang Ling's serious expression, Lan Sheng didn't dare to disturb him, so he reluctantly let go of Chang Ling's hand and stood there waiting for him.
Chang Ling did not dare to be careless and drew out his long sword and slowly approached the stone wall.
When Chang Ling was only one step away from the stone wall, the demonic energy suddenly moved, and a stream of demonic energy rushed out from the stone wall with a sharp wailing sound. Chang Ling hurriedly retreated, quickly holding the magic formula in his hand, and a barrier appeared in front of him.
It's just that this demonic energy seems to have consciousness, and its target is not Chang Ling. It bypasses the barrier and goes straight to Lan Sheng.
Chang Ling felt bad, and it was too late to rush to Lan Sheng's side. He immediately threw his long sword, and the cold sword energy split the demonic energy into two. Part of the demonic energy rushed out towards the hole at the top, while the other part of the demonic energy still rushed towards Lan Sheng, hitting Lan Sheng's chest.
I saw that part of the demonic energy that hit Lan Sheng's chest was absorbed by Baoyu, and the other part entered Lan Sheng's body.
The spells in Chang Ling's hands changed, and the long sword immediately returned to his side. He didn't dare to stop for a long time, and he pulled Lan Sheng up and flew towards the hole at the top.
