Decades have passed. If it weren't for the court's repairs, the temple would have been abandoned long ago, and not many people would come to burn incense.

Wen Ren'e saw that Yin Hanjiang was familiar with the place, and he couldn't help but become suspicious. When Yin Hanjiang came back to him after burning incense and cleaning the statue, he asked, "Do you come here often?"

Yin Hanjiang's ears blushed slightly, but his face remained cold, and he answered honestly, "If I wasn't in seclusion, I would come here once a year."

This was the first time he came here with the Lord.

"I don't cultivate merits, nor do I eat incense from the world. I'm right next to you, so why do you have to worship a statue?" Wen Ren'e asked in confusion.

Yin Hanjiang had been with him since he was a child. Wen Ren'e thought he knew the Dharma Protector Yin, until he opened "The Sadistic Love Story" and realized that what he saw was just one side of Yin Hanjiang. Since then, he has focused more on Yin Hanjiang and discovered many details that he had not noticed before.

For example, this temple has been more than 80 years old, and the statue is still as new as before. This must be partly due to Yin Hanjiang's efforts. He came here once a year, but Wen Ren'e never noticed him.

Yin Hanjiang was about to answer when a man dressed as an official came up to them. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties. When he saw Yin Hanjiang, he took the initiative to step forward and said, "Is this young man's surname Yin?"

Facing the old official, Yin Hanjiang was not as indifferent as the others. He bowed politely and said, "Yes."

The old official looked at Yin Hanjiang's face with a nostalgic look and sighed, "I have been guarding the Martyrs' Shrine since I was sixteen years old. More than forty years have passed, and I have seen fewer and fewer people coming to worship

. Only Young Master Yin's family, from grandfather to you, come every year before winter. I haven't seen your father for these eleven years, and I thought you had forgotten him too." "My father has had difficulty walking in recent years, and he has been complaining about not being able to come to worship. This year is my first time going out, and my father has repeatedly told me to come. He told me that my great-grandfather was saved by General Wenren more than eighty years ago, and the Yin family has never dared to forget each other for generations. Even when I am old, my children and grandchildren must come."

Yin Hanjiang seldom spoke such long speeches and was not good at expressing his thoughts. Seeing him skillfully pretend to be his great-grandfather, grandfather, and father in front of the old official, and maybe he would pretend to be his son and grandson in the future, Wen Ren'e felt a sense of freshness that he had never felt before.

He hadn't been here for eleven years, not because his father had difficulty walking, but because of the eleven years before and after the war between good and evil, Yin Hanjiang couldn't get away to come.

"My father is the same," the old official picked up a wet cloth and wiped the martyrs' monument in front of the Martyrs' Shrine, revealing every name. "He kept saying that if there had been no General Wenren in the battle more than 80 years ago, this town might have changed its owner now."

After wiping each name with the wet cloth, the old official stared at a name called "Zhang Ergou" and said proudly: "This is my grandfather. He left my father behind and died on the battlefield. My father said that the peace of the border town today was exchanged for the flesh and blood of my grandfather and countless soldiers. My grandfather died with honor."

The autumn wind blew, the old official wrapped up his clothes, and said to Yin Hanjiang with a smile: "Young people are young and strong and are not afraid of the cold. They should also add more clothes in winter, otherwise they will be uncomfortable when they get old."

He put away the cleaning tools, picked up the bucket, and slowly left the Martyrs' Shrine.

Seeing that he had walked away, Yin Hanjiang turned around and seriously repeated what he had just said: "It's different."

This time, Wenren E understood.

Wen Ren'e, the first master of the demon path, is different from General Wen Ren in the Martyrs' Shrine in the border town, just as Yin Hanjiang, the left protector of Xuanyuan Sect, is different from Yin Shaoxia who comes to worship every year.

He walked to the martyrs' monument, ran his fingertips over each name, and smiled with satisfaction: "I can actually match each name with the face in my memory."

Not "the original body", but "I". At this time, he is no longer the demon master, but General Wen Ren.

Probably every name on the martyrs' monument has been reincarnated, and some people even say that they may have been reincarnated several times. But in this small town, in the hearts of countless people, they live vividly in the memories of the town residents.

These names are connected together and are called "guardianship".

The wind at the border is harsh. Every autumn wind is like a knife, piercing through people's cotton clothes. The people who set up stalls on the roadside saw that the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and pedestrians hurried to their warm homes. They put down their stalls one after another. In a blink of an eye, only Wen Ren'e and Yin Hanjiang were left on the road.

The cold wind like a knife blew off a strand of Yin Hanjiang's long hair, which hung on the side of her face. He usually tied his hair up so that not a single strand of hair was exposed. Although his face was young, he had a sense of maturity. At this time, the wind blew his hair and the broken hair hung down. In Wen Ren'e's eyes, Yin Hanjiang had a more pure feeling of a teenager.

In fact, Yin Hanjiang has always been like this and has never changed over the years. It's just that Wen Ren'e's eyes rarely fell on him.

Wen Ren'e smiled and took out "Sad Love: You Are My Only Unchanging" from his sleeve and said, "Thanks to this book, if it weren't for it, I would have almost missed Yin Hanjiang."

Yin Hanjiang saw the familiar title again. His Majesty had always kept this book that puzzled him.

It seemed that today he let His Majesty see another side of himself, and it seemed that he felt that His Majesty today was different from the past. In his heart, Yin Hanjiang only thought that the person in front of him was General Wenren instead of the Demon Lord. He boldly asked, "What is the mystery of this book?"

He still remembered that it was after His Majesty got this book that he left Xuanyuan Sect and paid special attention to a righteous disciple named Baili Qingmiao and took good care of him.

His Majesty only regarded Baili Qingmiao as a junior, and Yin Hanjiang also unconsciously paid attention to this woman who only had love in her heart, and even had the idea of ​​being disappointed with her. His Majesty was so impressed with her qualifications, and said that the two had a cause and effect in their previous lives, and even wanted to accept her as a disciple. Baili Qingmiao only wanted to live with He Wenchao, and He Wenchao...

Even though Yin Hanjiang rarely had his own opinions and views on people other than His Majesty, he had to admit that He Wenchao was not worth it.

Baili Qingmiao was still a simple and kind disciple of the righteous way, but He Wenchao was really disgusting.

Yin Hanjiang was a person who would never have two hearts for a person, so how could he get used to He Wenchao loving Baili Qingmiao on one side and sleeping with Shu Hufa on the other?

"This book tells a story about love," Wen Ren'e described it briefly, and then said, "This book makes me know Hufa Yin again."

Yin Hanjiang was stunned again.

"The wind is strong," Wen Ren'e put away the book and said, "What secrets does Dharma Protector Yin have in this town? Why not take this opportunity to tell me all of them?"

"I... often go to the restaurant to listen to operas and read books," Yin Hanjiang said, "Those operas and storytellers change the stories very outrageously, but they sound good."

"Take me to listen too," Wen Ren'e said.

Yin Hanjiang obediently led Wen Ren'e to a restaurant. After the wind started, there were fewer people outside, but more guests in the restaurant. The first floor was full, and Yin Hanjiang asked for an expensive box on the second floor.

The teahouse at the foot of the Shangqing Sect sells good tea with some spiritual energy. The guests drink tea, eat exquisite cakes, and listen to poetry. The frontier is a different scene. As soon as the two sat down, the waiter brought a steaming pot, a large plate of cut beef, a large plate of mutton, a jar of shochu, and two bowls of goat milk tea.

Unlike the exquisite teacups in Zhongzhou, the cups in the frontier restaurant are even wider than the bowls in Zhongzhou. The waiter filled two large bowls of shochu for the two without saying a word.

Yin Hanjiang felt a little embarrassed by the bold scene. He was about to ask the waiter to change to a smaller cup, but he heard Ren'e say, "Why use a bowl? Shouldn't shochu be drunk directly from a jar?"

The waiter clapped his hands and said, "I know that you know what you are talking about. I'll bring another jar right away!"

Wen Ren'e picked up the jar with one hand and took a sip of wine. The wine stains flowed down the corners of his lips and disappeared before they dripped. I wonder how strong the alcohol content is. It was the first time that Yin Hanjiang saw the steady and unrestrained look of his Lord. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He also felt that the wine in the jar was mellow. He lifted the jar and took a sip. His eyes were red from the spiciness. He stared at Wen Ren'e as if he had been wronged.

Wen Ren'e laughed loudly and said, "Hahahaha! It turns out that Yin Protector really can't drink. A master of the Void Realm was made so pitiful by this mere burning knife."

"It's because your Lord has a good alcohol tolerance." Yin Hanjiang said.

Wen Ren'e shook his head: "When I drank it for the first time, I followed my father and brother to drink it in big gulps. I almost died of spiciness. At that time, I didn't understand why the wine had to be so strong. My mother told me that the soldiers on the frontier were injured and relied on this strong liquor to save their lives."

Until the Wenren family exterminated the nine clans, Wen Ren'e had never learned to drink. It was a hundred years ago, in this small town, he mingled with the frontier soldiers and learned to drink and eat meat. At that time, he still had a physical body, and even though he had been fasting, it didn't matter if he occasionally ate some fireworks.

Now...

Wen Ren'e looked at the steaming pot, shabu-shabu a piece of mutton for Yin Hanjiang, but he didn't eat a single bite, just drinking and listening to the opera. Yin Hanjiang just thought that His Majesty didn't like to eat meat, so he also learned to drink. As long as you get used to the spiciness of the liquor, a master of the Void Realm will not get drunk.

There was a storyteller standing in the hall on the first floor, speaking with a strong frontier accent, telling a story about a fierce girl from a small town who took a man home. The woman in the story was straightforward, daring to love and hate, and never dragging her feet, and the audience applauded again and again.

"This is what love should be like." Wen Ren'e nodded repeatedly after hearing this. "If I commit a love disaster, and that person also likes me, I will definitely tie that person to my side; if that person is not interested, I will let go. What's the point of being sticky?"

He slapped "Sad Love" on the table. Both Baili Qingmiao and Wen Ren'e were on the wrong path.

Yin Hanjiang saw a pool of wine spilled on the cover. Wen Ren'e didn't seem to value this book very much. He showed a curious look under the influence of alcohol.

Wen Ren'e said: "This is the love story of Baili Qingmiao and He Wenchao. It tells the story of Baili Qingmiao who made himself extremely outstanding and then was abused by He Wenchao. Don't you think it's funny?" Wen

Ren'e thought that he could tell Yin Hufa some of the contents of the book, so that Yin Hanjiang would not always look like he wanted to say something but stopped. He was really afraid that the child would be suffocated. However, there is no need to talk about the things that Wen Ren'e died and Yin Hanjiang went crazy.

"When I got this book, I thought it was just a storybook. Who knew that after reading it, I found that it was actually a book that revealed the secrets of heaven." Wen Ren'e said slowly, "There is a brief record of the war between good and evil in this book. I also relied on this book to predict the enemy's moves."

Yin Hanjiang was surprised, but he couldn't help asking questions and listened to Wen Ren'e's story quietly.

Wen Ren'e briefly talked about the sadistic love between Baili Qingmiao and He Wenchao in the book, omitting the fact that he also liked Baili Qingmiao and later died for her, but explained it as: "I have received the grace of the innate gods in my previous life in this book and helped Baili Qingmiao several times. That's why I want to take her as my apprentice, lead Baili Qingmiao to the ruthless way, and get rid of the influence of He Wenchao." "

I see." Yin Hanjiang's doubts gradually unraveled, and a sense of pride rose in his heart. His Majesty was indeed far-sighted. Even if it was a love storybook, he could use the clues in it to lay out the lines and use the power of the war between good and evil to play against the way of heaven.

"I also learned about the existence of the Snow Flame from this book," Wen Ren'e said, "The book also mentioned that the guardian Yin had an opportunity at the Golden Coast Cliff, where there is the Broken Mountain Meteorite, which can be used to refine the sword for you."

In fact, the Broken Mountain Meteorite was Wen Ren'e's opportunity, but he subtly changed it to say that it was Yin Hanjiang's opportunity, so that Yin Hanjiang would not be so grateful that he would live and die for him. Wen Ren'e didn't like to see him like that.

The mass grave picked up Yin Hanjiang, and the border town fought on the battlefield. Wen Ren'e himself benefited a lot, so he didn't need Yin Hanjiang to be so grateful.

"It just so happens that both the good and the evil are recuperating at this time, and Xuanyuan Sect probably has nothing to do. I will go to the Golden Coast Cliff with you." Wen Ren'e said naturally.

Xuanyuan Sect... is there nothing wrong? Yin Hanjiang frowned and said, "Your Excellency, Xuanyuan Sect is leaderless. I am afraid that if you leave for too long, the Right Protector and the altar masters will have second thoughts."

"No problem," Wen Ren'e took a big sip of wine, "It would be easier to kill them all. The righteous sects can't fight now, and it's useless for the demon sect to keep so many masters, which will cause trouble."

Yin Hanjiang said respectfully, "Your Excellency is right."

Wen Ren'e bent his fingers and tapped his forehead, saying unhappily, "I am not omniscient and omnipotent. I also say and do wrong things sometimes. If Protector Yin follows my instructions, I will find it difficult to find my own mistakes. You should use your brain occasionally and help me think about things when something happens."

"As you command." Yin Hanjiang touched his forehead and chuckled.

The trip to the border seemed to have brought the two closer. Wen Ren'e and Yin Hanjiang were no longer the rigid master-servant relationship of the past, but had more ties.

The two drank ten jars of wine in total, and the shopkeeper was so surprised that he came forward to ask for their names, preparing to leave the name of the wine fairy in the restaurant.

Wen Ren'e refused to leave his name, and took Yin Hanjiang away from the mortal world. Wen Ren'e did not touch the steaming pot on the table, but Yin Hanjiang ate a lot.

Rushing to leave the town before curfew, Wen Ren'e said: "It is better for Yin Protector to fly to the Golden Coast Cliff. This magic sword will not be useful for a few days. When we get the Broken Mountain Meteorite, we will refine it together."

The Red Dark Sword trembled, as if protesting to Wen Ren'e.

Yin Hanjiang did not doubt him, and flew to the Golden Coast Cliff with Wen Ren'e. His flying speed was not as fast as Wen Ren'e's escape light, and the Golden Coast Cliff was a long way away, and it took a day and night to fly there. Wen Ren'e calculated the time, even if Baili Qingmiao returned to the sect, he should not have arrived at the Golden Coast Cliff at this moment.

The Golden Coast Cliff is located in the extreme east of the Zhongzhou Continent. The shore is full of golden fine sand, so it is called the Golden Sea.

There is a cliff on the coast, and the cliff face is also golden rocks, which is the Golden Coast Cliff.

Yin Hanjiang landed on the cliff, and he could no longer fly the sword here. According to legend, the Golden Coast Cliff hides a fairyland. In the world of cultivation, any place with the remains of the fairyland or the divine world will suppress the cultivation of the cultivators, and the more advanced the cultivation, the more restrictions they will face. On the contrary, cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage can move freely.

However, even if Wen Ren'e's cultivation is suppressed, he is stronger than ordinary people. Moreover, he has practiced martial arts and his skills are lighter and more agile than ordinary cultivators. Yin Hanjiang has practiced sword since he was a child, and his skills are quite good. The two of them walked down the cliff stepping on the rocks, stepping very steadily.

In the book, Baili Qingmiao fell down many times and was carried back by Wen Ren'e; fell down again, and was carried back again. It's strange to say that she never fell down once when she carried Wen Ren'e on her back to climb Jiuding Mountain, but she always slipped when she came to the Golden Coast Cliff. Maybe the Golden Coast Cliff is washed by sea water all year round, and the rocks are loose?

Yin Hanjiang didn't have this problem. He walked steadily and climbed fast. No matter how fast Wen Ren'e searched, he could keep up.

In the original book, it took a long month to find the Fairyland because Baili Qingmiao would twist her foot and hurt her shoulder every few thousand words. She would always stop to heal her injuries.

Wen Ren'e didn't know where the Fairyland was. "Sadomasochistic Love" records that Baili Qingmiao was bitten by a poisonous bat one day and passed out. Wen Ren'e held her and found the entrance to the Fairyland when Baili Qingmiao was dying. The Flame in the Snow was found when Baili Qingmiao was about to freeze to death, and the Ganoderma Lucidum ran out by herself after Baili Qingmiao fell into a coma.

Wait, is the reason for the appearance of these natural treasures because Baili Qingmiao is dying?

After searching for three days, Wen Ren'e stopped. Could it be that if Baili Qingmiao was not there, the fairyland would not appear?

Wen Ren'e was a little embarrassed.

"Your Majesty?" Yin Hanjiang saw Wen Ren'e stop and hang on the cliff in deep thought, and quickly followed him.

"It seems that I..." Wen Ren'e was about to speak, and he caught a glimpse of a blue-black thing rushing towards Yin Hanjiang. He immediately waved his long sleeves, and his arm turned into a blood mist, wrapping the thing in it.

After a while, the bat melted into blood water in Wen Ren'e's blood mist, and dripped into the sea water.

"Your Majesty, your hand..." Yin Hanjiang looked at Wen Ren'e's arm that dissipated into nothingness, and his voice trembled.

"You still found it." Wen Ren'e smiled, and the blood mist condensed into an arm and rubbed Yin Hanjiang's head.