"It's a month, it's time for you to go back. ”

Jiang Shaohua cleaned his wounds day by day, applied herbs externally, and infused spiritual power internally, and after a month's time, the skin injuries on his body were almost healed.

Qin Zhen's smile froze on his face: "I...... Do I really want to go?"

"Hmm. ”

"Can't you stay?"

Qin Zhen, I also wish that someone could stay here and spend thousands of long lonely nights with me, but you can't.

That would hurt you.

Jiang Shaohua's heart was like a knife: "...... Well. ”

"Can I come back to see you, then?"

Jiang Shaohua hung his head low, his eyelashes also hung down finely, and he didn't raise his eyelids for a long time.

"I'll come back to you," Qin Hao took a close-fitting jade pendant from her neck and stuffed it into her hand, swearing to look her straight into the eyes, "Under that peach tree on the mountainside, wait for me to come back." ”

Jiang Shaohua clutched the jade pendant he gave tightly, and there seemed to be a body temperature that belonged to him on the mutton fat white jade.

It wasn't until Qin Zhen walked away that the slender figure disappeared from her field of vision little by little, and then she made a promise to herself.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back. ”

......

Less than a month after Qin Zhen left, the Peach Blossom Demon of Wuling Immortal Mountain was captured.

It was a huge hunt, the sound of the silver bell jingled, the Xianmen families of Wuling attacked it, and under the peach tree halfway up the mountainside, it was almost effortless to hunt the legendary impermanence and hidden whereabouts of the peach blossom demon.

Jiang Shaohua is a demon tempered by the essence of the sun and the moon for thousands of years, and his strength is strong enough to supply the needs of the entire Wuling, which is the blessing of the entire Wuling Immortal Sect.

The teahouse was bustling, and Jiang Shaohua's arrest became a topic of conversation between Mr. Storyteller and the small people in the market after tea and dinner.

"Eh, have you heard, the newly captured spirit creature seems to be a beautiful beauty!"

"Beauty, what's the use of a pair of skins, you have to find someone to look at the skins, what do you have to stare at that demon?"

"Eh, you can't say that, I heard that the newly powerful young master of the Qin family seems to be very interested in that spiritual thing, and some time ago there was some kind of non-demon not marrying or something, and he hasn't set up a long house until now. ”

"The Qin family...... Could it be that the Qin family?"

"Eh, isn't it, but if it weren't for the Qin family, the spiritual creatures might still be at ease on the mountain now!"

"Yes, if people really like that demon girl, how can they still reveal her hiding place to Wuling, I'm afraid she has been raised in the boudoir for a long time, where did you hear this bullshit news, it's really unreliable?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you must have been blinded, you believe everything! The family background is not blown out, if he really marries a peach blossom demon as his wife, then how can he gain a foothold in the Qin family!"

“......”

The door to the box was slammed shut, blocking out all the sounds coming from outside.

The indignant little guy closed the door vigorously, stood on the side again, and couldn't help but hug the grievances while warming the wine: "Young master, you have made so many sacrifices to please Wuling like our Qin family, and now, it has become the talk of these small people in the market!"

Qin Zhen silently took the warm wine and drank it all.

The bitter wine entered his throat, and he clenched the wine glass, so that his bones turned white and his muscles burst out.

"They weren't wrong. He said hoarsely.

Time gently rolled back to the night he had just left Wuling Immortal Mountain, and he made a deal.

"The world is only the word cause and effect, Gongzi wants to get my Wuling's help, but what is the reward?" The old man with white hair stroked his beard, turned around in a dignified manner, and a pair of dirty eyes stared at his face.

"This ......," Qin Zhen took a deep breath, "I naturally won't treat Wuling badly." ”

"Under the peach tree on the mountainside of the back mountain, there is a small gift I prepared for Wuling. ”

"Follow the sound of the bell and you will find her. She wears white clothes and stands out in the midst of a green mountain field. ”

"She moves fast, but the hairpin on her head is complicated, and it is easy to hang on the branches, and that is your chance. ”

Qin Hao's voice was low, word by word, but there were no ups and downs, as if she was forcing herself to say it.

But after saying that, he felt that he was hypocritical.

"Deal. The old man leaned over and bowed to him, "After the matter is completed, our Wuling Immortal Family will become the most solid help for the son." ”

Qin Zhen waved his hand and did not reply again.

Thinking back, he put down his glass, turned to the little guy beside him, and said, "Let's go." ”

Miss Shaohua, I'm sorry.

......

Spiritual creatures only have one life, and they cannot enter reincarnation.

In the past life, he was a spirit, and in the next life, he can only turn into a ghost.

Jiang Shaohua was tied with a red rope, describing her withered lying in the eyes of the array, with a bell tied to the thin red thread, absorbing the spiritual power she had cultivated for thousands of years.

Under the altar were hundreds of monks meditating cross-legged, sitting in a circle centered around her, absorbing her power as a matter of course.

How long have these days lasted?

She already had some of the trouble remembering.

The disciple who sprinkled the sweep passed by in front of the hall, his eyes fell on Jiang Shaohua, and he suddenly put down his broom and said in a loud voice: "Sect Master, look, that peach blossom demon seems to be talking about something!"

The sect master, who was over the age of six, raised his eyelids slightly, unmoved, and still sat on his knees against time to meditate.

The disciple stepped forward and saw that the peach blossom spirit in the enchantment had long since lost the girl's flower and moon appearance, his hideous face was wrinkled, and his hands were tightly clutching a piece of mutton fat white jade.

Her eyes were like two bloody holes, making it impossible to distinguish all kinds of joy, anger and sorrow, and the disciple was so frightened that he couldn't help but shrink back, but her chapped lips seemed to be still moving invisibly.

"Sect Master, she's talking!"

"Don't make noise. The sect master stroked his beard, a little dissatisfied, "How many years has she been bound here, how much mind do you think there is left?"

"But she's really talking. ”

No one paid any more attention to him.

"Momo...... It is dying, scorching...... Qihua?" Through the layers of red lines, the disciple traced Jiang Shaohua's lips with his eyes, and read out the words she said intermittently, "The son is home, and it is appropriate for his room." ”

"Ridiculous, she is a peach blossom demon, can she understand the Book of Songs?" the sect master blew his beard and glared at the disciple to shut up, "After sprinkling and sweeping, go out quickly, don't hinder the cultivation of the inner disciples." ”

The sprinkler disciple let out an "oh", picked up the broom and went out.

Jiang Shaohua's lips on the altar were still moving, and he was weak.

"The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family. ”

"Qin Zhen, when are you coming back?"