Chapter 103: Elder Yiqiu
Everyone turned to look in my direction, and I waved and greeted everyone a little confused.
Seeing that everyone did not respond, I put my hand down again at a loss.
Seeing this, Hu Yan first stepped forward and said, "Little young master, how can you have a god flute?"
"When I went to the ice cave, Master gave it to me, and I don't know why, as soon as I met the Avatar Flute, I was brought here by this guy with a ββ. "I will inform the Fox Clan's immortal families of the truth of the matter.
Afraid that he had done something wrong, he lowered his head after speaking, looked at the ground, and quietly waited for everyone to ask again.
I bowed my head and waited for a long time, and saw that there was no sound in front of me, and I didn't dare to look up for some reason, they were all immortals, and only I belonged to the human world. It wouldn't be good if you offended any of the immortals.
Just when I thought no one would speak, suddenly there was a burst of laughter in front of me!
"Hahaha! Thanks to the little young master this time, our fox clan was able to turn the danger into a disaster and tide over the difficulties!" said a white-bearded old man in a hearty voice.
"Yes, thanks to the little young master, we were able to summon the spirit bead back smoothly. β
"I never thought that only the little young master could enter the patriarch's talisman enchantment, and he could also successfully obtain the Divine Flute. Another gray-haired old man continued.
"This time the fox clan is in danger, thanks to the little young master, we can turn the crisis into safety. β
"The little young master has made a great contribution to our fox clan!"
When I heard that I hadn't made any mistakes, I finally mustered up the courage to lift my shy face. I don't think I've been praised by so many people in person, so I'm a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, I went out of my body in time, lived up to the guidance of my master, lived up to my master's teachings, and helped everyone get through this catastrophe.
After Hu Yu finished speaking at the immortals, he walked forward with a slight frown and said to me: "Little young master, you should have been out of this trip for a long time, and the soul body will be very harmful to you if you have been away from the body for too long, let me send you back." β
Seeing this, before I could answer, Hu Yan also walked to my side, and then said, "I will work with you to send the little young master back to the human world." β
Then, the two looked at each other, and one of them took one of my hands, and then I saw the white mist float up, and in an instant, it flashed to Ma's house.
When I saw that I had returned home, I walked through the wall to my physical body, which had just fallen into the realm of divine consciousness, and lay down in front of it.
After a while, when I opened my eyes again, I saw my mother's worried face.
After a moment of trance, he got up with a headache and looked at the sky outside the house, it was already night.
I must have been asleep for a day, and the bones in my body seemed to fall apart.
When my mother saw that I was open, she hurriedly said, "Son, what is wrong with you today?"
"I'm fine, but there are some things in the spirit world that I need to deal with. "My voice was almost a mosquito, and I don't know if my mother could hear me.
"That's good, no wonder, I've called your yin and yang veins a few times today, but I haven't detected your divine sense, and your soul body seems to be nothing. My mother was relieved to hear that I was fine.
"Mother, I'm worried about you. I raised my voice a little.
With my mother's support, I sat up, and after regaining some strength, I thought about getting up and looking for something to eat.
I leaned against the wall and gently lowered my feet to the ground, a little floating under my feet, and still a little weightless. If it weren't for it, I wouldn't have hurt like this!
I limped to the kitchen and saw that my grandmother had left a bowl of her favorite braised pork for herself, and my eyes lit up with joy!
I ate a big bowl of braised pork to my heart's content, and then went to my grandmother's house to say goodnight, and then went back to the house to rest.
As I lay in bed, I thought about what had happened today.
Alas, when will the Master be able to get out of the customs? If only the Master was here, all these difficulties would be solved! How could it be the turn of the master to suffer the sins himself.
Thinking about it, I fell asleep.
After sleeping for a long time, I had a dream, in which I dreamed of an old man, who was dressed in Taoist clothes and held a dust whisk in his hand, looking mysterious.
Standing in front of me, twisting his beard, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and from time to time a few laughs came out of his mouth: "Heheheββ".
Have you never seen him, and where did he come from?
Seeing his tricky appearance, I couldn't help frowning and said, "Hey, who are you? What are you smirking at here?"
"Hehe, the poor Dao is an elder of Yiqiu, who is good at witchcraft and Gu art. The old man finally spoke the first words he could glea.
"Then what are you doing here? I'm different from you, you can't get married, you're in the wrong place. "When I heard that it was witchcraft, I couldn't help but overflow with anger, this old man, it shouldn't be the same as the archmage last time, right?
"Hehe, no, no, everything in the world is true and false, false and true, why should you and I miss fate because of the Dao Fa?" The old man had a smile on his face, and seemed to be very talkative, but in fact he didn't leave.
"You don't need to say so much else, I won't get in touch with you, you better hurry up and find another place to find your true fate!" After saying that, I reached out and waved in the direction of the old man, trying to drive him away.
"Little girl, let's try to get along for a while, if you really don't have a fate for my witchcraft, then I won't force it, and I'll leave on my own. β
"If my witchcraft can really help you, we can also get married. When the old man saw the impatience on my face, he relented and put it another way, using an analogy, to fight for his chances of keeping him.
"Okay, whatever you want, but stay away from me, I've been feeling uncomfortable lately hearing the word witchcraft. "I gave the old man one last warning.
Finally, before the old man could reply, darkness fell before my eyes.
The next morning, when I slowly opened my eyes with a ray of sunlight shining through the gap in the window, I vaguely saw the old man with a white beard in my consciousness.
Wearing a Taoist robe, the surface of the Taoist robe is made of black and white square shapes. The old man was very thin, always holding the dust in one hand and leisurely brushing his beard in the other.
I can't help but think in my heart, this person doesn't look like a fairy wind at first glance, like an artist who sells tricks on the street. What are you wearing? I don't have any taste at all, as if it's black and white wall tiles.
After yawning, he ignored the deliberate posture of the old man and got up to wash.
I have an appointment today, it's an old friend of mine, somehow, I suddenly visited today, and I wanted to come to the door to pay New Year's greetings, so I called a few days ago and asked me to wait for her at home.
The two of us met because of something related to the fairy family.
At that time, Sister Xiaojiao was haunted by her late grandmother and a male ghost, and she often dreamed of various ghosts asking for her life at night.
Finally, by chance, when I broke down and cried on the side of the road, I met myself passing by.
I saw that there seemed to be something strange about her, and that she was alone, and she was crying pitifully, so I helped her to a small restaurant by the roadside. ordered a bowl of noodles for her, and while watching her eat noodles, he comforted her who kept crying.
When I learned that she had traveled all over the halls, just to change her bad luck to no avail, I felt a little compassionate.
Finally, at the time of parting, I didn't hold back my inner impulse, but blurted out: "I can help you." β
In order to make her believe me, I told her a lot about what happened to me and everything that happened to me. In the end, she chose to trust me and tell me everything about herself.