(forty-six)

These days, the demon cultivators who have come to the Dry Glory Dao are like great enemies.

Since the death of the hidden Tsuki-based Demon Cultivator, the criteria for selecting the target of the Ghost Summoning have become more and more antelope-horned, and it is impossible to speculate. Qian Fang's cultivation has been stagnant for a long time, and his ambition has been lost, and there is neither any effort to press the bottom of the box, nor a special relationship. This is tantamount to a big shock at the lower level, and most of the demon cultivators who can cultivate to Jindan are ruthless, and they feel that they are the eldest and my second, and they know that they are being targeted and also want to lay out or fight; The vast number of demon cultivators who have just built the foundation are not so kind-hearted.

Why is a foundation-building demon cultivator who is so well hidden that it is useless to kill it be dug up and killed? It's not bad luck, just happened to bump into the ghost summoning, right? The panicked low-level demon cultivators were not very bold and suspicious, and they categorically did not believe in this kind of luck - and they did not believe in their own luck. The believers have dug up the Qian side and the place where he lives countless times, and there are a few earthworms under the ground that can be dug up, but they haven't found any reason why the ghost calls his old man to do it.

In the end, it can only be said that this person is unlucky, and Ghost Summoning is a mad dog.

Thanks to Gongliang Zhi for carefully handling the crime scene, the large array materials he arranged were just right, and as soon as the formation was broken, all the array materials were consumed, and all the traces of half a column of incense disappeared. Thanks to the intermittent neurosis that Ghost Zhao fought himself when he went crazy, everyone thought that he would attack here before he was seriously injured, and no one thought that he would hide halfway and live in seclusion.

Wei Zhao lived in the grass house for half a month, and when his head sobered up, he pondered and found that he had escaped by mistake. Wei Zhao didn't know that there was a Yuanying Elder searching for the ruthless Kurong Dao outside, but he remembered that he had already killed two people who had participated in the Xuanbing Yuan incident before. This time he slaughtered the money side, Wei Zhao originally planned to go to another related person with insufficient protection, which was too revealing. The people in the Demon Gate are not all fools, I am afraid that if one more person is killed, there will be smart people who can guess the clue.

By mistake, Gongliang helped him again.

Gongliangzhi opened his eyes one morning.

He smiled slightly the moment he opened his eyes, because in front of him was the wall of the grass house in his home, because there was a pair of palms against the back of his heart.

Wei Zhao knew that he was awake, and when he withdrew his hand, he actually fell soft again. Wei Zhao stretched out his hand to help, his fingers unceremoniously clasped Gongliangzhi's veins, and almost burst into a foul mouth: "What the hell are you doing?" ”

"I want to wake up earlier." Gongliang said innocently, "There will be such consequences if it is not over." ”

What are the consequences? After waking up, you can't regulate the consequences of your true qi on your own. Before the restoration, a true qi chaos needed to be adjusted by Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao suspected that he was playing a bitter trick, and he couldn't withdraw for this, otherwise his efforts for almost a month would be wasted. He sent his inner breath into with a gloomy face, and the last bit of self-defense in Gongliangzhi's body also disappeared under the master's initiative to disarm, so Wei Zhao was able to detect a golden pill in Gongliangzhi's sick state, as dim as a night pearl, like a tattered waterwheel. Dismantle the Jin Dan and stuff it back, how can it be so convenient to heal the injury? Are you a garment?

Gongliang didn't lie for the most part, this injury really can't be faked, if you can sleep and recuperate for a while, it is indeed possible to restore the minimum restart configuration. But he didn't say that Wei Zhao also knew that in this form, he could only do his best to wake up as soon as possible, there were too many variables to sleep in one sleep, and Gongliang was so anxious that he just wanted to wake up as soon as possible, where would he dare to gamble for a few months.

So Gongliang, who woke up more than a month earlier than Wei Zhao expected, looked like a premature baby less than a month old, and carried out his illness to the end, looking like he was about to fall into a coma after saying a few words.

When Wei Zhao was under the Xuanbing Abyss, he often thought about what they could say if he came back to see Gong Liangzhi.

When he didn't finish watching "Dragon Hunting Seal", he decided to make up a gorgeous story, telling that there was a fairyland under the Xuanbing Abyss in addition to the miasma, and some immortals saw that he was born too well, so they had to keep him as an apprentice. In the years when they were separated, he participated in the banquet of the immortals below, eating fairy fruits, drinking immortal brew, playing with spirit beasts, and fighting wits and courage with the immortals, and when he finally came out, he suddenly found that several years had passed. didn't suffer at all, really, there is an oasis in the desert, why is there no fairyland under the Xuanbing Abyss? As the saying goes, the pole of things must be reversed, otherwise the pole is Tailai......

When Wei Zhao's heart was full of hatred, he wanted to finish the real experience in detail. He wants to say what a miasma under the Xuan Bing Abyss is, it is like a blunt knife cutting flesh for a while, and staying below when the true qi is exhausted is like being constantly delayed, he is born of a true dragon, tenacious to the extreme, and the piece will slowly grow back into a skeleton, hey, my grandmother used to laugh at him for being a "hob meat", and now it is really accurate. He wanted to say to Gong Liangzhi, "If you take a small plate and put it on the side, you can eat the meat that I have dropped every day." He wanted to say: If I didn't have the Dragon Ball, I wouldn't have been invaded by evil thoughts, and my soul would be cut by a knife every day. He wants to say: I want to see you every day, for ten years, you didn't come, no one came.

When he had just left Xuan Bingyuan, if it weren't for the fact that his willpower had been tempered for ten years, he really wanted to run directly in front of Gongliangzhi and ask him how much he knew about his situation, how much had he changed in the past ten years, and why he would fight against him in the future. When fate will reunite with Gongliangzhi ten years later, Wei Zhao wants to slaughter the village in front of him, ask him how he feels about Bai Yueguang becoming the Great Demon King in his heart, force him to express his position, and ask him which side he wants to stand on. Wei Zhaoneng kept talking for a few hours, and the double-edged sword came again and again, unraveling the bloody truth, how hearty.

In every assumption, Wei Zhao thought that they had many, many things to say, but they really lifted their skins, and so many things happened, and they actually didn't say anything. Gongliangzhi's face was as usual, as if the person in front of him was not the big devil who came back from the dead, from good to evil, nor was he a close friend who had been separated for ten years. He didn't ask, he didn't say, he just talked about boring nonsense every day, and when Wei Zhao couldn't help but want to tear his face again, he said it thoroughly, and his face turned white again, his head tilted, and he began to pretend to be dead.

He can't see death without help, he pretends to be really dedicated, the kind that needs to be rescued-it's not easy to say, Gongliang's injury at this time needs to be calm, his breath is stable, and he can't be happy or sad, maybe he really fell ill when he heard Wei Zhao turn over old accounts?

What a ghost.

Gongliangzhi and Gongliangxi looked like they were all right, as if they had returned to what they should do every day when they were on vacation with Wei Zhao. Only occasionally, Wei Zhao could feel a gaze looking at him, secretly, without malice, and unable to ignore his existence. He spun his head around and caught the peeper in the spot.

Wei Zhao was not used to this, he put away the black mist at present, and felt that he had become Wei Zhao's appearance to cover his ears and steal the bell, so he simply revealed his true appearance. This didn't seem to be empty-hearted, but it made him feel red, especially in the eyes of Gong Liangzhi. Wei Zhao felt a trace of embarrassment that had not yet been hollowed out, and he glared at the peeper, but Gongliangzhi smiled at him.

He simply sat in front of Gongliang and let the other party see it up close. Wei Zhao's face now appears in front of ordinary people, but it can be comparable to the effect of seeing ghosts in the daytime. Some of his faces still have the same appearance as before, but in such a tattered environment, there is a sense of horror that he has snatched a small half of the dough sticky. He smiled at Gongliang and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Can I touch it?" Gongliang blurted out.

Wei Zhao was dumbfounded, he didn't know whether to laugh at the other party's Qiqing thinking or felt that he was offended, he didn't speak, and he was so good that he took it upon himself.

The Taoist priest gently touched half of Wei Zhao's face, and from the relatively intact half, he touched the other half of the wounded dragon scales along the rift dragon scales. His fingers were so light that in the end they were like a feather, like a butterfly falling gently. Gongliangzhi traced his cheeks repeatedly, his expression was stunned, soft as a warm cloud.

Wei Zhao thought that this scene was probably like the goddess Du Shura.

"Have you touched enough?" He said uncomfortably, sneering, "I'm so fascinated that I can't speak? ”

"Ah Zhao has always been good-looking." Gongliang Zhi said.

"Open your eyes and tell nonsense." Wei Zhao snorted, "It was just before, now?" ”

"Ah Zhao was naturally quite handsome in the past, but now," Gongliangzhi said with a smile, "he is extraordinary." ”

Wei Zhao looked at him and realized that he was actually serious.

"You must be blind." Wei Zhao said, don't overdo it.

Gongliang Zhi prepared the formation in advance, and gave his daughter Bigu Dan, food, pills, etc., and it stands to reason that they have no problem in retreating on the mountain for a year or two. It's just that the plan is not as good as the change, and soon something happens that I have to go down the mountain.

Gong Liangxi is sick.

The daughter of the congenitally incomplete Dragon Ball is sick and calamitous, and Gongliangzhi used his own essence blood to refine the medicine before, and Gongliangxi, who took the medicine, has not been sick for a long time. As a result, one morning, Gongliangxi had a low-grade fever again, but Gongliangzhi knew what the cause was, what medicine to take (after all, he had been a single parent for so many years), but there was no one on the mountain.

The root cause of this matter is still Wei Zhao's pot, the demon cultivator he attracted before fought with him, destroying half of the grass house, and Gong Liangxi's standing medicinal materials were among them. Recently, Gong Liangxi has not been sick, and Gong Liangzhi has been busy laying out her father, and he really didn't think of replenishing medicinal materials for a while.

The little girl Gongliangxi's physique is particularly troublesome, she doesn't have the rough skin and thick body of the dragon clan at all-then again, it's a miracle that she can generate an ordinary person with joy, anger and sorrow, it's not good to be greedy more - she will be put down by a small cold, and she can't bear the power of the elixir that cures all diseases. Wei Zhao's ability to kill and bury it, kill people in minutes, and it is difficult to save people to the sky.

There is a small town not far down the hill with a medical clinic that provides on-site decoction services. He carried his own pot, not to mention that only Wei Zhao could take care of the matter here, so he took Gong Liangxi down the mountain.

Gong Liangxi's little face burned red, and he obediently hugged Wei Zhao, who was wearing back Wei Zhao's brother's skin. Wei Zhao looked at the wilting little patient in his arms, and then turned his head to look at the wounded who were left behind and fell down, and a ridiculous drama sounded in his head, the general content of which was "The wife and the child at home are sick like ghosts~ It coincides with the harsh government like a tiger and wolf~ The woodcutter I chopped wood and hugged the girl to find medicine to ......" sang very ugly, and I don't know which teahouse tavern listened to it.

On this day, my luck was particularly bad, and I accidentally met Aunt Li, who was hired to take care of Gongliangxi when she left.

As soon as Aunt Li saw Gong Liangxi, she came over, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, chattering non-stop. This aunt is very fond of talking, she can make a group of ducks bow down when she sings a one-man show alone, not to mention that this time she also came to fetch medicine for her family, and she was behind Wei Zhao and them. That's bad.

"Xi'er is sick again? Hey, hey, this poor child, look at your face, my aunt's heart hurts! Got a cold? Still haven't slept well? Now the weather has changed, and the old man on our street is lying in bed! He ......"

"When Auntie looked at you, she thought that when our Bao'er was still young, Bao'er was only so little bigger, smaller than you! Our Bao'er is the best at eating, she grows taller after eating, has Xi'er eaten well? It looks really skinny. My baby ......"

"Alas, Xi'er's health is not good, although your father loves you, how can a man's family know how to take care of children? Speaking of which, your mother has been gone for so many years, and it's always bad to have no woman in the family! ”

…… In view of the fact that Gongliangzhi is a widowed scholar in the eyes of Aunt Li, Aunt Li's greetings will always have this kind of ending.

"Your dad looks so good! And she is knowledgeable, young and golden, even if she is married for the second time, there are a lot of yellow flower girls who are willing to marry! She said excitedly, spitting stars flying wildly, and her eyes were about to glow, "I know that your father and your mother were in love at the beginning, but your mother went early, it has been ten years, and it is not a problem to always have an empty room, right?" How can a man stay unmarried all his life? Xi'er doesn't want your father to die alone, right? I have a cousin's granddaughter-in-law's friend's second sister's niece and a daughter-in-law, who is eighteen years old this year! She ......"

Aunt Li shuddered suddenly.

She tried to speak, but she couldn't, as if a hand had grabbed her neck. Aunt Li closed her mouth, and then she felt that her back was cold, as if something cold was sticking to her. Her cheeks were itchy, and she could see a few long, woman's strands of hair popping out of her cheeks, and her forehead was itching from something. She didn't dare to look up, she only felt her head down, and when she looked down, she saw a pair of embroidered shoes hanging behind her.

The young man with Gong Liangxi smiled heartily: "Auntie really loves to be a matchmaker, but my sister is very jealous, and if you want to push her husband to others, she will be so angry that she will crawl out of the tomb." ”

Isn't the crumbs that fall from embroidered shoes just dirt?

Aunt Li didn't take the medicine or say goodbye, she let out an earth-shattering scream and ran away.

Gong Liangxi snickered while coughing, knowing what Wei Zhao had done. Wei Zhao snorted, and felt a little funny when he got angry, and turned his daughter upside down, saying, "People still cook for you, you little bad bag." ”

"I don't like Aunt Li always wanting to stuff people in, they're so troublesome." Gong Liangxi argued.

"Then I stay at your house, do you feel annoyed?" Wei Zhao said.

"It's not annoying." Gong Liangxi said.

"Oh, double standards." Wei Zhao teased her, wanting to hear her praise herself, "How can I be better than them?" ”

"Because I like you, and Daddy likes you too." Gong Liangxi said without thinking, "Daddy has a lot of things in his heart, you want him to ...... Be a lot more lively. ”

Wei Zhao said incredulously: "Do you call it lively? ”

It's going to be in the ground, okay?

"I just think he's better." Gong Liangxi said that she thought about it for a while and said slowly, "He doesn't look for people from me anymore." ”

Wei Zhao was suddenly speechless.

At the beginning of the conversation, Gong Liangxi seemed to open the conversation. She continued as if talking to herself: "Sometimes Daddy looks at me like he is sweeping the grave, but I am no one else, I am Xi'er, and he can't find it." I also want someone to accompany him, but he likes it, and people I don't know have to live together, what's the point? So I don't like Aunt Li to say this, why do you want to send strangers as piles? ”

"Do you think that's taking your mother's place?" Wei Zhao spoke.

"No, it's not." Gong Liangxi said, "The dead are dead, and the living still have to live." ”

Wei Zhao felt a shock in his heart.

Among the countless resentments, a large part has been solved because of this transparent and somewhat cruel fairy tale. They resent the living, but in this resentment, how much of it is unreasonable, just jealousy?

Gong Liangxi hesitated for a moment and said, "I tell you a secret, don't you tell Daddy?" ”

"Okay." Wei Zhao said that he hooked up with Gong Liangxi.

"I seem to have been conscious before I was born," said Gong Liangxi, blushing, as if he was afraid of being accused of talking big, "in a daze, like soaking in warm water...... I felt that the world loved me very much, because my mother loved me very much, and she always protected me from dying before I was born. Probably because of this, she ......"

Gong Liangxi pursed her lips and said, "In short, A-Niang must love me very much, and she loves my father very much." If she lived, she would definitely not be willing to let him be lonely and sad alone. ”