Dominant Personality Research Report

Chapter 33 Part 3

After Lin Yiyu's death, Ye Wangchun lived in a hut on the border of the extreme north.

He built a tombstone for Lin Yiyu. There was no name on the tombstone, but only the words "Yunxiao Yiyu".

Would it be more free to be a feather in the sky than to be a human?There are many people in the world whose life is not as good as a feather.

He has a dog and grows some flowers.However, Jasmine cannot survive here, and can only grow some hardy flowers.

The flowers bloomed, swaying in the cold wind, beautiful, but the person he wanted these flowers to see was no longer there.

The dog he raised, with shiny black fur and docile eyes, is very clingy.If Lin Yiyu is still there, he should like it.He forgot to ask Lin Yiyu what he wanted to name the dog, so he didn't name the dog.This dog is called "dog".

When the sun rises, he will get up, water the flowers, feed the dog, practice the sword...

At sunset, he would go to bed and close his eyes.

Day after day, it just passed.

He would often go to the tombstone and speak to the tombstone.Sometimes it's about what he did today, sometimes it's about things in the past.However, all the words are scattered in the wind, no one hears, no one responds.

Later, his words became less and less.In the end, he stood in front of the stele, silent.

Unlike humans, demons have no soul, and they no longer exist in the world after death.

If Lin Yiyu could be reincarnated, he would have to find him even if he went up to Qiongbi and went down to Huangquan.

But he and him, not even his life.

One day, Ye Wangchun received a letter from Lu Qingshan, in which Lu Qingshan said that he hoped that he could return to Cangxuan Academy and let the past go.

He didn't miss the position of the head disciple of Cangxuan Academy, but he was a little tempted when he thought that there were many memories of himself and Lin Yiyu there.

After thinking for a few days, he returned to Cangxuan Academy.

Lu Qingshan was much older than the last time Ye Wangchun saw him, and there were some silver streaks in his black hair.Cultivation has no age, and I don't know why he is old.He saw Ye Wangchun and said, "Just come back."

Ye Wangchun asked: "Master, what do you mean by immortals and what are demons?"

Lu Qingshan was silent for a while, then said, "Wuxin is a fairy, but following your heart is a devil."

Ye Wangchun asked again: "Although we are cultivating immortals, we are human after all. How can we be unintentional?"

"Self-restraint." Lu Qingshan replied.

Ye Wangchun then asked: "What if you can't restrain yourself?"

"If it's mild, your cultivation will stagnate, and if it's serious... you will fall into the devil's way." Lu Qingshan said in a deep voice.

"Really..." Ye Wangchun murmured.

Lu Qingshan knew that Ye Wangchun still couldn't let go of Lin Yiyu's death, "Wangchun, if you become a fairy and live forever, you will find that human emotions are not worth mentioning, but just a short part of your long life."

"Master, but I feel that I killed him with my own hands, as if it happened yesterday." Ye Wangchun looked at his hands. After killing Lin Yiyu, he washed his hands many times, but he always felt that there was something on them. A lingering smell of blood.

"Time will always make you forget." Lu Qingshan paused, "Some things, I thought they would be engraved in my heart, but later, in the long time, I can no longer remember her face."

"I see." Ye Wangchun saluted, "The disciple will step down first."

Ye Wangchun left the room and met Song Yuntao.Song Yuntao was thinner than before, and his expression was not as carefree as before.

In this battle between immortals and demons, perhaps many people have changed.

When Song Yuntao saw Ye Wangchun, he was both happy and worried, "Brother, you are back."

"Seventh Junior Brother." Ye Wangchun smiled lightly.

"There are some things that I didn't even say to Master, but I want to say to you, senior brother." Song Yuntao stared at Ye Wangchun.

"Speak, I'll listen." Ye Wangchun patted Song Yuntao's shoulder.

Song Yuntao told Ye Wangchun everything that happened after he was taken away by the demon Shen Yin.The story is very long, and he told it for a long time.

Although he witnessed the demon Shen Yin killing many people, he couldn't say he hated Shen Yin, but a kind of complicated and indescribable emotion.Of course, if he was given a chance, he would kill Shen Yin too.

He was actually a little curious, how did Gu Huaicang, a thousand years ago, see Shen Yin?However, Gu Huaicang died, Shen Yin also died, and the question will never be answered.

Ye Wangchun was not surprised when he heard this, and said calmly: "It turns out that so many things happened."

"Eldest brother, that demon said that I am the reincarnation of Gu Huaicang. Is it because I am also responsible for the death of the third senior brother? If I can restore the memory of the previous life, the third senior brother won't have to pull out the magic sword." Song Yuntao lowered his head.

Ye Wangchun patted Song Yuntao's head, "You don't have to blame yourself, it has nothing to do with you. Even if you can restore the memory of the previous life, you may not be able to restore the cultivation of the previous life."

"I've always been stupid. I heard what you said and thought it made sense, and what Master said also made sense. Then who was wrong?" Song Yuntao said sullenly.

"Maybe everyone is right, but they have different positions." Ye Wangchun said in a low voice.

Song Yuntao forced a smile and said: "I made a bet with the third senior brother, saying that if I won, he would give me the jar of wine buried under the peach blossom tree, but unfortunately neither of us won in the end, and there was no one in the jar of wine." drank."

After Ye Wangchun and Song Yuntao parted, he remembered what Song Yutao said just now.So, he went to the peach blossom tree in Cangxuan Academy.

In Cangxuan Academy, there is only one peach tree.The peach blossoms are scorching and open to the wind, like a beautiful woman smiling.

He looked at the peach blossoms for a while, it seems that in a certain year and a certain month, he also looked at the flowers under the tree, but at that time, there was a person standing side by side with him.

The peach blossoms are similar every year, but the people who look at the flowers are not as good as the peach blossoms, and they cannot get together under the flowers every year.

He squatted down and dug under the tree with his sword for a while, and sure enough he dug out a jar of wine.If the soul who died under his sword knew that he was digging the soil with the sword, I don't know what expression he would make.

He slapped open the mud seal of the wine jar, and the aroma of wine was tangy.

He leaned against the peach blossom tree, held the wine jar, drank the wine one by one, and the wine fell on his lapel.

I don't know how long it took, but he drank the jar of wine to the last drop.

He couldn't drink the taste, and he didn't know whether the wine was good or bad, but Lin Yiyu treasured it so much, it must be a good wine.Lin Yiyu might be angry if he found out about this good wine and he chewed peonies so well.

However, Lin Yiyu was no longer there.

Thinking of this, he laughed, but the laughter was hollow.

If it was before, he would not be able to do something like Meng Lang drinking in Cangxuan Academy.But after he came back from the Far North, it seemed that some things didn't matter anymore.

He is Ye Wangchun, not Ye Wangchun anymore.

He threw the wine jar to the ground and it was torn apart.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep under the peach blossom tree, and the peach blossoms fell on his face.

Ye Wangchun heard the laughter, he raised his head, and saw Lin Yiyu sitting on the trunk of the peach blossom tree.

Lin Yiyu waved at Ye Wangchun, "Senior brother!" He still looked like a teenager, with black hair and snow skin, and a slender figure.Peach blossoms surrounded him, making him so beautiful that he seemed not like a mortal.

"Be careful, don't fall." Ye Wangchun was a little worried.

Lin Yiyu jumped down from the peach blossom tree, and Ye Wangchun quickly caught him.

Lin Yiyu giggled in Ye Wangchun's arms.

"Nonsense." Ye Wangchun frowned.

Lin Yiyu hooked Ye Wangchun's neck with his hands, "Brother is the best, I like him the most."

Ye Wangchun couldn't hold back his face, but also smiled.He whispered: "I also like... Junior Brother the most."

Lin Yiyu got off Ye Wangchun, "At the beginning, my parents sent me to cultivate immortality, but I didn't want to come. To be an immortal, I can't do this, and I can't do that. It's better to be a mortal. But if I don't practice immortality, I won't meet you. Brother. From this point of view, it is a good thing."

"If you and I can both become immortals, and the years are endless, it is of course a good thing for you and me to be together." Ye Wangchun smiled.

"Brother must be able to become a fairy, but I don't know." Lin Yiyu said dejectedly.

"You have excellent talent, but you are too lazy. If you practice hard, you may not be able to become a fairy." Ye Wangchun held Lin Yiyu's hand, "If there is anything you don't understand about cultivation, just ask me."

"For the sake of Senior Brother, I will definitely practice harder in the future." Lin Yiyu held Ye Wangchun's hand back.

Ye Wangchun shook his head, "Cultivation is not for me, but for yourself."

"But I practiced immortality just for senior brother." Lin Yiyu said with a smile.

"People will change. If you entrust your practice to others, you will be prone to demons in the future." Ye Wangchun warned.

Lin Yiyu asked: "Will Senior Brother change?"

Ye Wangchun smiled and said, "I may change, but my heart for you will never change."

Someone woke Ye Wangchun up, "Brother, why are you falling asleep here?"

Ye Wangchun opened his eyes, revealing a pair of blood red eyes.

He is obsessed.

"It's a demon, it's a demon!" the man said in horror.

Falling into the devil way is actually not a difficult thing.Sometimes, just one thought can become a demon.

In the world of comprehension, countless people fall into the devil's way every day.It's just that the disciples of the three religions generally cultivate their own bodies and rarely become demons.

After Lin Yiyu fell into the devil's way, Ye Wangchun, the head student of Cangxuan Academy, also fell into the devil's way, which undoubtedly shamed Cangxuan Academy.

Ye Wangchun left Cangxuan Academy and returned to the border of the Far North.

His house was still the same as when he left, only covered with a layer of dust.But when he left, he was afraid that no one would take care of the dog, so he had already given the dog away.And his flowers, no one watered them, and most of them withered.

He threw away the dead flowers and poured some water on the ones that were not yet withered.Then, he replanted some more seeds.

The flowers he planted will probably bloom next spring.But in his world, there will always be only winter.

He walked to Lin Yiyu's tombstone, then rested his head on the tombstone and closed his eyes.

Tombstones are cold and have no temperature.The corpses in the tomb must have already turned into bones.

The snow kept falling and fell on Ye Wangchun's head, making the blue hair seem to turn into white hair.

Frost and snow fell all over his head, which can be regarded as white head.

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Thanks for giving me a chestnut mine~