Chapter 96
◎How did the saint die? (Part 2)◎
"Si Lan, when did you learn to litter?" Jiang An grumbled. "If I accidentally drop a melon seed shell while playing on his mountain, he'll catch me and give me a good scolding."
Lian Jiu laughed: "Maybe I was scared and didn't pay attention for a moment."
At this moment, several heads popped out from the doorway: "Director~"
It’s Ke Yuansi and the others. They’ve probably finished filming for the day.
Lian Jiu paused and asked, "What's wrong?"
The three brothers looked around furtively, making sure that Lord Si Lan was really not there and that there were indeed no belongings of his in the room before they sneaked in. Otherwise, they would not have dared to set foot in the room.
Although everyone knew that Lord Si Lan was not a bad person, and had never been cruel to anyone, everyone was still afraid of him.
I always have a feeling that except for when he looks more real in front of the head teacher, he always seems distant and close when facing other people.
As they approached the room, the three of them didn't dare look around, but stood obediently by the door. Although Si Lan wasn't there, his "spirit" always loomed over them. Ke Yuansi said, "I have a favor to ask of you."
Lian Jiu gestured for him to continue.
"We've already reached the second half of filming, so we should be starting post-production now," Ke Yuansi said. "But besides the film, we still have a lot of other things to do."
Ke Yuansi and his colleagues knew a little more about filmmaking, so Lian Jiu basically just let them do it.
She asked, "Is there anything I can do?"
"It's a movie theme song," Qin Wenxuan said. "Although we make movies, we have no experience with music. Coincidentally, Ms. Rao Yan is currently a teacher at our kindergarten. Unfortunately, she's announced her retirement, so we were thinking of asking if you could do her work. After all, Ms. Rao Yan knows the kindergarten inside and out, saving us the hassle of scouting for singers and collaborating with others."
Ke Yuansi nodded: "Yes, I heard that Teacher Rao Yan is also an original singer and can write his own songs and lyrics."
After meeting Rao Yan by chance, Yuan Qing and Jiang An listened to many of her songs and watched several of her concert recordings.
Lian Jiu was also influenced by her works and had a certain impression of them. As a singer, there is no doubt that Rao Yan is very good.
Now both her character and talent are beyond doubt, and after all this discussion, Rao Yan seems to be a really suitable candidate.
Although she has retired from the entertainment industry, Rao Yan also said that she can sing anywhere and everywhere is a stage.
So Lian Jiu decided to give it a try.
After dinner, teachers usually take a walk around.
It is rare to be in an oasis in the desert in such a season and weather. Everyone has their own curiosity and can chat with the monsters around them. It seems like they have entered retirement life early.
Lian Jiuke followed Rao Yan's pace and fell behind. After he had some distance from everyone else, he asked, "Rao Yan, do you still want to sing?"
Although she didn't know why the principal asked this, Rao Yan still replied: "I have been singing all the time."
Teaching children also requires singing, even if it is nursery rhymes.
"I mean singing in front of a crowd."
Rao Yan fell silent: "Why do you ask this?"
"Our movie is almost finished," Lian Jiu said truthfully. "Xiao Ke and the others told me that we're still missing a theme song."
Rao Yan understood and breathed a sigh of relief: "You want me to sing this song?"
Lian Jiu has always been very open about these matters and never willing to put pressure on anyone. He said casually, "I'm just asking if you have any plans to do this. We have many candidates, but I think we should always prioritize our own family members."
Rao Yan felt relieved to know that this person was from her own family.
In fact, when she came to the mountains to be a teacher, she always put herself in the right position. No matter where she was, she was just a staff member who signed a contract.
What's more, this is the demon world, and I have never been able to come into contact with any demon god before, and there will not be much intersection between us in the future.
It is not easy to have this opportunity to meet each other, how can we expect a closer relationship?
There is also the head teacher, who is the guiding light of her new life, so she always maintains a respectful attitude when facing the head teacher. People should always be more responsible and have a clear understanding of what they deserve and what they don't deserve.
"Can I sing?" Rao Yan asked somewhat flattered.
"Of course." Lian Jiu smiled, "An An and Yuan Qing both liked you very much before. They have been listening to your songs in the mountains. They will definitely be very happy if you can come."
"You're too kind to me." Rao Yan lowered her head embarrassedly. "Actually, if I have the opportunity, I really want to sing it. Do you have any requirements? Do you have a melody or do I have to write it myself?"
After receiving her reply, Lian Jiu breathed a sigh of relief: "No requirements. During this time, you can ask anyone in the demon world for anything you want to know. The lyrics and music are up to you."
Rao Yan suddenly became nervous. The director had given her enough trust by being able to ask any person or demon in the demon world.
Noticing her tense mood, Lian Jiu stopped and found a place to sit down, looking at the vast snow-covered sand in the distance with her: "I watched them when they watched your concert, too."
The topic was suddenly changed and Rao Yan was a little slow to react.
"It seems to be a video from a few years ago." Lian Jiu turned around and said in a slow and gentle voice, "When I see you on stage, even though I'm not there, I can still be infected by your confidence and hope. It's so dazzling."
Rao Yan was stunned.
Many times she herself could hardly remember what it felt like to be standing on the stage, but she was very happy anyway.
"But the state we were in when we met outside that day made it difficult for me to connect the two of you."
Rao Yan said softly, "I can't do it myself."
Lian Jiu picked up the snow on the ground and squeezed it in his hands: "But when you came to the kindergarten, I wanted to..."
She paused and said, "Since you have the courage to start over and find yourself, then you can definitely become your confident self again, because you are amazing."
Rao Yan's eyes warmed up.
The next moment, a small microphone made of snow appeared in front of me.
Lian Jiu handed her the microphone: "It's going to melt."
These words made Rao Yan unable to think about anything else. She immediately took the cold little microphone, but it felt hotter than any microphone she had held before.
"You're pretty cool." Lian Jiu gave her two thumbs up and said, "So I can't answer questions like whether you can do well, but I believe that as long as you want to, you can do well."
Rao Yan's hand tightened subconsciously, and the already precarious microphone suddenly broke into two pieces, and some of it turned into water due to body temperature.
But her mind became clearer and clearer. Finally, she nodded vigorously: "I will definitely write it!"
Lian Jiu cooperated with her: "I'm looking forward to it."
Rao Yan didn't ask this time. She threw away the broken microphone and hugged Lian Jiu. "Director, how can you be so kind? I feel like I'm not here to work, I'm here to enjoy myself."
Lian Jiu smiled, not knowing what he was thinking about: "Isn't it good to enjoy happiness?"
"Okay, that's great." Rao Yan released her and said cheerfully, "Not only will I enjoy a good life, but I'll definitely work hard and teach the children well! I can even hold a concert for the monsters in the mountains!"
Hearing this, Lian Jiu's eyes lit up: "There is one more thing."
"What?"
"Our demon world is planning to hold its first Spring Festival Gala this year. Would you like to attend?" Lian Jiu invited sincerely. "You can bring your family to celebrate the New Year with us in the demon world!"
This time, Rao Yan didn't even think twice: "Come! I must participate!"
Lian Jiu hugged her again: "Okay, then I look forward to your performance."
After chatting with Rao Yan, Lian Jiu planned to go back.
She doesn't have that much free time and has to go back to her room to study.
I had deliberately left Si Lan alone for a night, but I didn't expect that he would really not be here tonight.
When passing by his door, he could no longer see the night light that was on day and night. Lian Jiu was still a little uncomfortable.
With the help of the light from the corridor outside, she took out the painting she had found in Si Lan's room.
She remembered the first time she met Si Lan at Fuyu Mountain. She had agreed to stay and was chatting with Yu Chongming when Si Lan walked over from outside the school.
He said he was a new bodyguard, and he only agreed reluctantly after finishing his hot pot.
But this picture was taken when I first arrived and I was the only one around. How could he see it so clearly?
Or was he looking at himself the whole time?
After staying there for a while, Lian Jiu put away the painting in his hand and sighed, "An An."
In a few seconds, a dark shadow emerged from the corner and jumped into her arms.
It seems that turning into a cat has become an addiction. Lian Jiu carried her to her room and asked, "Have you finished studying today?"
"It's over." Jiang An said obediently, "You can go and see it after a while."
Lian Jiu didn't check their homework every day, and they studied on their own initiative. Although the two little ones always felt very tired, they never relaxed, and she trusted them very much.
Lian Jiu asked, "Why are you following me?"
Jiang An answered honestly: "It's not safe to go out alone at night."
Lian Jiu tugged at her ear and asked, "So you've replaced Si Lan's bodyguard position now?"
"This is my job." Jiang An snorted, "If he hadn't woken up earlier than me, I would have been Jiujiu's bodyguard."
That's possible.
After carrying Jiang An to his room, Lian Jiu put her on his bed and moved a chair to sit opposite her.
Seeing this situation, Jiang An always had a bad feeling. Why did it look like they were here to call for an explanation?
She immediately sat up straight and assured him confidently: "Jiujiu, I really finished my homework!"
"I believe you." Lian Jiu softened his tone, asking her not to be so anxious. "I have something else I want to ask you."
Eh?
"What's the matter?"
Lian Jiu said, "When Si Lan sacrificed his Dharma image, was the saint you mentioned also there?"
Jiang An's face changed, but luckily he was still the size of a kitten, so it couldn't be seen for a long time.
Her eyes rolled around, and before she could think of what to say, she heard Jiujiu say, "Si Lan told me before that she is here."
How can you say this?
Si Lan is his own traitor?!
Jiang An, who originally wanted to change back into human form, now didn't want to change anymore and obediently buried his claws under his belly.
Seeing her little action, Lian Jiu knew what was going on and said, "If you tell me the truth, you can sleep with me tonight."
Sleep with Jiujiu!!
Jiang An, who hadn't slept with Jiujiu for thousands of years, was moved.
But this temptation did not make Jiang An lose his basic judgment: "But, Si Lan has already told you, so why are you still asking me?"
Lian Jiu: "Because I want to know some details."
"detail?"
"When I met Si Lan before, he told me that he hated humans." Lian Jiu said softly, "And according to what the other demon gods said, he seemed to have always been unwilling to associate with humans, and even had a gap with the demon gods themselves."
Jiang An nodded: "That's right."
Lian Jiu smiled and said, "So why did Si Lan choose to sacrifice his own Dharma image at that time to save so many people?"
Jiang An: “…”
It's over, I fell into the pit.
"I don't really know what he's thinking." Jiang An looked away and stammered, "Jiujiu, you know we don't know much about Si Lan. He has such a stubborn personality."
"Then let me ask you something you know." Lian Jiu said calmly, "You are Bai Ze. When you were about to wake up, they told me that if a saint appeared, Bai Ze would come with a letter. So you must have been by the saint's side at that time, right?"
Jiang An nodded cautiously, fearing that he had fallen into another trap.
"If the Saint were still alive, he wouldn't have allowed Si Lan to sacrifice himself, so the Saint must have been gone by then." Lian Jiu said slowly, "When you woke up, you also said that if it weren't for Si Lan, you wouldn't be alive. So, was the Saint dead at that time, so Si Lan chose to sacrifice himself and save you at the same time?"
Jiang An: “?!!!”
Jiujiu what kind of brain is this!!!
There was no response, so Lian Jiu didn't rush to ask. Seeing Jiang An's fury rising, he said, "It's okay. It's okay if you don't want to answer. That's not what I want to ask."
At this time, Jiang An's heart was beating fast and he had no idea what Jiujiu would say next.
Lian Jiu sat down beside her and stroked her fur from time to time: "I just want to know how that saint died."
So you're already certain the Saint is dead! You don't need my answer at all, right?
Jiang An said tremblingly: "She is a saint. How can a saint die?"
"If you hadn't died, you should be by her side now." Lian Jiu raised an eyebrow. "Could it be that I am a saint?"
Jiang An immediately denied: "Of course not!!!"
Lian Jiu lowered his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered, "So, she's dead, right?"
This is a series of pitfalls, I might as well not sleep today!
Jiang An tried to break free from Jiujiu's arms, saying, "I don't want to sleep anymore. I'd better go back."
But her struggle was futile. Lian Jiu had already grabbed her by the scruff of the neck. "Is this question that difficult to answer? I already know so much about your past. Now I just want to know how she died."
Jiang An was a little upset: "Why does Jiujiu want to know this?"
"Because I can't figure it out." Lian Jiu said gently, "I'm writing the final script for the movie, and I can't find a reasonable explanation for Si Lan's self-sacrifice."
Script?!
Jiang An said in shock: "Si Lan agreed to write here?"
"If he doesn't agree, how do I know this?"
Jiang An asked in surprise: "Then why didn't he tell you how the saint died?"
Lian Jiu was silent for a moment, then said truthfully, "I don't know either, but I suspect it now because it's a concern of his."
Jiang An paused before saying anything.
Knowing that Si Lan likes Jiujiu so much, it is not difficult to understand why it becomes a source of worry for him.
"An An, I'm a little surprised. As a lucky beast following a saint, her death doesn't seem to have that much of an impact on you, but it's different for Si Lan." Lian Jiu was curious, "Why?"
These words made Jiang An feel a little ashamed.
It’s not that the death of a saint has no impact on me. In fact, for me, if the saint dies, I will die too, and if the saint lives, I will live too. In short, we will always be together. Moreover, I am a auspicious animal, so I don’t have many negative emotions.
I followed him for only one lifetime. Although I saw Jiujiu disappear with my own eyes, I also fell asleep. Now I woke up and saw Jiujiu was here alive and well, so I was naturally even more delighted.
But Jiang An really couldn't answer this question to Jiujiu, and said dejectedly: "I really don't know this. Si Lan has known the Saint longer than I have."
Jiang An only found out about this some time ago.
Si Lan had already lived for many years when he was born, and he even gave himself a name after the saint, which means that Si Lan met the saint when he appeared in the world.
Compared to this, I am really not competent at all.
Lian Jiu asked, "Hasn't he told any demon god about this?"
"How could he possibly tell me? No one can pry him open his mouth." Jiang An held his breath, "If you hadn't asked him about the origin of his name that day and told him this, I wouldn't have known anything about it."
I see.
Then he is really good at hiding.
"So..." Lian Jiu stroked her and said softly, "An An, don't you think this is unfair to Si Lan?"
"What?"
Lian Jiu slowly reasoned with her, "He's endured so much for the demon world, and now he has this huge knot in his heart, but none of us knows about it, and we can't help him resolve it. Thousands of years have passed, and who knows how many more years will pass. Are we just going to watch him go on like this?"
“…”
Damn it, after listening to what he said for a long time, I actually sympathized with that bastard Si Lan!
It turns out that being a lucky animal is not a good thing. I am just too kind.
Although Si Lan was not close to everyone in the past, Jiang An had to admit that no matter who he did it for the demon world, the results were there and no one could leave him alone.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang An asked, "But does this have anything to do with the death of the Saint?"
"Of course." Lian Jiu nodded. "The saint is very important to him. He has been thinking about it for many years."
Jiang An, with a cat-like face, twisted his expression to his heart's content: "You know all this?"
"I can tell." Lian Jiu didn't hide anything. "He mentioned it before."
But in fact, it was mostly her own guess, and Si Lan had no choice but to admit it because it had reasonable evidence.
Jiang An said angrily: "Then I don't know as much as you do."
"So I only have one question for you," Lian Jiu said with a smile, "How did the Saint die?"
After hearing so much, Jiang An finally understood. It turned out that Si Lan had revealed more things to Jiujiu than any other demon god!
The only thing she hadn’t told Jiujiu was that she was already a saint.
But as long as she doesn't know this for a long time, those things will have nothing to do with her in the end.
Although he had been following Jiujiu all the time these two days, it was actually at Si Lan's instruction. When Si Lan said he was going back to Fuyu Mountain, he had instructed him not to let Jiujiu out of his sight.
Moreover, Jiang An could sense that, just like the last time when Jiujiu bled to save Bai Xiong, Si Lan placed a divine seal on her that time without affecting her at all.
This time, Jiujiu seemed to be covered with Si Lan's divine seal, which protected her completely.
Using the divine seal itself is a very risky thing, which is equivalent to bearing all the harm for this person.
When he repaired the wound for Jiujiu, his face didn't look very good.
Now that the Qilin is abusing his divine seal so casually, if something really happens to Jiujiu, he really doesn't care about his own life.
In fact, he is really pitiful. Now Jiujiu wants him to let go of his worries. This should be a good thing for Si Lan who likes Jiujiu so much.
Jiang An, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "For the seal."
Lian Jiu was caught off guard by the answer and was stunned: "Seal? Can a saint also seal it?"
"The Saint is the son of heaven and earth, the embodiment of all spiritual energy." Jiang An said, "It can be said that her mission is to heal disasters, so she can be sealed."
It only took Lian Jiu a moment to figure out the connection: "So, that was originally the duty of the saints?"
"Hmm..." Jiang An nodded slightly.
"But wasn't the Saint already dead by then?" Lian Jiu wondered. "If that's the case, the demon beast should have been sealed as well. Si Lan's sacrifices wouldn't have helped."
"After the seal is sealed, one must endure the backlash from the array's center." Jiang An said in a muffled voice, "In order to prevent the Saint from dying, Si Lan endured the backlash for her."
Lian Jiu was stunned: "Then why did she die?"
Jiang An looked out the window, his tone showing an unusual heaviness and maturity: "We didn't know originally, but now we know."
"The Saint represents heaven and earth. Even if she survives the seal, she will transform her body into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, just like before, to heal all the wounds left by the great war." She said, "The reason we demon gods can survive, and the demon world can emerge again, is because of her."
So one sacrificed his own Dharma image to seal those monsters, and the other sacrificed his own body to stay in the monster world.
I couldn't say anything for a long time.
Jiang An buried his head in her arms, unwilling to say anything more: "Jiujiu, this is really all I know."
"I see."
Lian Jiu didn't plan to ask any further, after all, there would be no result.
"Go to sleep." She put Jiang An on the bed and said, "I'm going to read for a while and will come back to accompany you later."
Jiang An immediately perked up, and immediately turned back to his original self, pulling up the quilt obediently: "I'll wait for you to come back!"
Lian Jiu couldn't help laughing: "Okay."
He stood up and returned to his desk, where he spread out his study materials but didn't concentrate on reading them for a long time.
Finally, he took out the portrait, looked at it for a while, folded it again and again, and put it in a small box.
On the other side, Si Lan took a flight in the afternoon and returned to Fuyushan late in the evening.
Just as he stepped into the mountain gate and planned to check out the seal, he found a huge black shadow standing next to it.
When he saw the shadow's face clearly, he was speechless for a moment: "...When did Fuyu Mountain need a door god?"
"It's not a door god." Su Caifeng turned on the flashlight on his phone and let him see the dark circles under his eyes: "I've been waiting for you so hard."
Si Lan frowned: "What happened?"
Su Caifeng was waiting for this sentence. He immediately turned over the phone screen and said as he turned it over, "I haven't had any appetite these past few days. As soon as I heard you were coming back, I waited here for you. So you must answer me truthfully, otherwise I will die with regrets."
Si Lan: “?”
Su Caifeng clicked on the photo Yuan Qing had sent him, a photo he had looked at countless times, and passed it to Si Lan. His dark eyes now blazed brightly. "Now! Right now! Tell me right now, who are you looking at?"
“…”
The author has something to say:
Pixiu: I can’t sleep well if I can’t eat the melon.
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