After Hanxiang finished worshipping, she came to Li Yun's side with some loss, she did not receive any guidance, and there was no so-called immortal arrival.

As a mountain spirit, she naturally knew that this was the meaning of the gods' lack of response.

Hanxiang was a little disappointed by this.

Looking at the lost Hanxiang, Li Yun said lightly.

"Hanxiang layman, do you believe in the poor way?"

"Ahh Big brother, of course you can. Hanxiang said as a matter of course, not because of how well she knew Li Yun, but simply because as the original mountain god, she could clearly distinguish the good and evil of the person in front of her.

Qingshan Immortal Dao, full of merits, faintly filled with immortal energy, is definitely a Taoist power, and the fragrance will relax subconsciously.

"Then relax your mind, let the poor road see, your obsession, your persistence, your shackles..."

Li Yun smiled slightly, and connected Hanxiang's heart with his heart.

A faint golden thread connected the two.

Enlightenment.

The scene begins to distort and transform.

...

Ancient city, bustling lanes, noisy streetscape.

There are all kinds of people walking on the roadside, including ox cart drivers, foot monks, fortune tellers, and scholars.

On the road, on the other hand, there was a carriage, which was clearly different from the surrounding carriages, and was decorated with silk and various decorations, which looked very valuable.

Inside the carriage, there are two girls, one is Hanxiang, and the other is a girl with the same beautiful appearance, with slightly pursed pink lips, tangled long hair, white skirts and long sleeves, so beautiful.

"Miss, Miss, do you say that there are really immortals on this Penglai Mountain?" Hanxiang, who was wearing a yellow skirt, asked the girl next to her with great interest.

The girl said lightly with an expressionless face.

"I don't know, if you want to, there should be, after all, there are many legends, and who knows whether it is true or false? I don't think about it, because the so-called immortals are too far away from us, and even if there is, we don't know, since we can't get in touch, why bother to understand it?"

Hanxiang seems to understand whether she understands or not, but in fact, she doesn't understand it at all...

"Miss, aren't you happy to see your husband soon?" Hanxiang looked at the expressionless lady and said suspiciously: "I heard that he is a famous local talent, and he meets the entire capital, but he is a rare son-in-law, and many eldest ladies want to marry him." ”

At this time, the girl in white said with a smile.

"Feelings, it's not about the so-called talented and beautiful people, more importantly, that heart, if you don't like it, this husband is a fairy who can drive colorful auspicious clouds, what can I be happy about?"

Hanxiang still doesn't seem to understand, she doesn't understand these things, and she doesn't want to understand, she is a personal maid, and she has served the girl in white all her life, and she will become her dowry maid in the future, and marry into her husband's family together.

But Hanxiang doesn't care, what Hanxiang cares about is just following the eldest lady.

Seeing that Hanxiang didn't understand, the girl didn't explain, but touched Hanxiang's delicate face with distress on her face.

"We are all people who have no freedom..."

The carriage drove through the deep mountains, with lush forests and many wild animals.

"The view is so beautiful, it would be nice to stay here in the future. Hanxiang looked at the flowers with an innocent face, and the girl's thoughts began to permeate, and the deep mountains were settled, so chic.

The girl in white still has a face like water, but from time to time she will smile at Hanxiang.

At this moment, the surrounding grass shook, and suddenly several bandits jumped out of the grass, all of them wearing leather armor, with grim faces, holding long knives, and did not hide their faces with cloth, not at all.

A bandit who does not hide his face will naturally not leave a single person alive.

"Kill! I heard that the eldest lady of the Huo family is in this carriage, and she is the most beautiful person within a radius of a hundred miles! Catch it back and be Lao Tzu's grandmother! Kill them all!"

"Kill!"

"Uncle Ben is going to eat fragrant and drink spicy food today!"

The bandit leader looked at the carriage with greed on his face.

"Protect Miss!"

The guards fought hard with the bandits, but these guards were no match for the bandits, and the bandits took advantage of the geographical advantage and numbers to defeat the guards one after another, and finally could only fall one after another, like leeks.

opened the curtain, looked at the incense outside is face like white paper, and looked at the girl in white without a master and said, "Miss, what should I do... The bandits are in, let's get out of the way. ”

The girl in white still looked as usual, calm as water, but looked at Han Xiangdao with a gentle face.

"Hanxiang, here's something to hand over to you, you... Help me bring it to the swordsmith's son next door to my house and bring it back to him. ”

An envelope with the taste of a girl in white.

Hanxiang took the envelope at a loss, and then continued to panic.

"That's... Miss, what about you?"

"I—my heart was dead when my father betrothed me to that so-called genius. The girl in white smiled faintly: "The order of my parents, the words of the matchmaker, I can't refuse my father, and I can't refuse, since my heart is dead, what's the point of living? It's a pity that Daolang will never be able to wait for me..."

"But you're different... You don't have to bury me with your life. ”

"Goodbye, Hanxiang, remember, help me hand over this letter to him, after handing it over to him, you will be free, no longer my maid, nor our Huo family's maid, you are you, you are Hanxiang, you can choose your own husband, you can also choose your own life, you don't have to tie your life to me anymore... I've had enough, I've had enough of this arranged life, but the times are like this, and I can't resist it, so I can only let it end by my choice. ”

The girl in white picked up a short sword used for protection and wiped it towards her neck...

One foot of green peak, red mercy incense broken.

...

Hanxiang hid among the corpses of the guards and did not die, but when the bandits were mending their knives, they were stabbed in the abdomen, but even so, Hanxiang did not make a sound.

You can't die now, you have to die and you have to send the letter to die again...

After the thieves had checked their belongings and corpses, they walked away, and after the thieves left, Hanxiang stood up with difficulty, took the envelope, and walked into the distance.

"It hurts... But I can't die..."

The little man covered his wounds with his hands, crawled the mountain, and after walking for a long time, Hanxiang finally fell, but even if he fell, he did not forget his task.

That Hanxiang who used to have only the eldest lady in her heart...

"I must... Write to him..."

"I'm going to... Freely... Choose my husband... My life..."

The life that belonged to Hanxiang came to an end, and blood seeped into the land.

But the life that belongs to the mountain spirit with fragrance has just begun.