Ayin helped Mao Qing, followed by Fang Ruo and his wife, and the four of them passed through the enchantment, and saw Ji Shan and the others standing at the back door looking anxiously.

Shaman's face was pale, obviously the internal force was injured Yan Zòng, he was originally supported by Yu Qingyang, but after seeing Fang Ruo and his wife, he grew his mouth in surprise, pushed Yu Qingyang away, and ran towards the four of them.

When Ah Yin saw it, he immediately jumped out to block in front of Mao Qing, posing as a hen guard. Unexpectedly, Shaman did not rush towards Mao Qing, but pounced on Fang Ruo's husband. The man saw Shaman for the first time, and he couldn't understand why the pale and beautiful woman was so excited to see him.

"Lady, this~" The man awkwardly stretched out his hand to block his chest, and looked at Fang Ruo in confusion.

Fang Ruo pursed her lips and smiled: "Xianggong, she is not a bad person!" Although the man felt that the woman in front of him was wearing a light veil and behaving profliantly, since his own lady said that she was not a bad person, it must not be.

"Girl, down there~"

"You're resurrected?" Sharman interrupted the man, reaching out in disbelief and touching his chest. Fang Ruo could understand Shaman's feelings, but he couldn't bear such a frivolous move.

"Hey, don't touch it!" Fang Ruo sideways in front of Shaman, took his husband's hand, turned around and nodded at Mao Qing, and said, "Master Mao Qing, if there is nothing else, Fang Ruo wants to take her husband home first!" ”

Mao Qing nodded.

Fang Ruo pushed Shaman away and held the man's arm, at this moment, the two of them were like arrows, where would they pay attention to everyone's surprised and puzzled eyes. Sharman was there, just now she really felt the breath of the man who was already dead, it was hot!

"Why? Why is this happening? Shaman muttered to himself, and suddenly raised his head and approached Mao Qing, with a look of crazy desire, so frightened that Ah Yin's legs almost weakened, and he ran back behind Mao Qing as if he had fled, pulling his sleeve and poking out half of his head.

"Why, he can return the yang?" Shaman looked at Mao Qing and asked softly, "Did you really find Lian Yunzhu?" ”

"Shaman!" Mao Qing let out a low cry, and the guilt in his eyes almost shattered one of Shaman's hearts hanging in his throat.

"Yes, even if he finds it, what can he do, he has been dead for ten years, only a pile of loess and white bones remains, and his soul has already gone to the underworld, even if it is a Daluo Immortal, it is impossible for him to return to Yang! Hehe, I'm so stupid! How stupid! Shaman laughed, his eyes watery, sliding down his white cheeks against the gravel floor.

"Shaman!" Mao Qing called again.

Shaman raised his arm and wiped his face indiscriminately, and looked at Mao Qing with a smile, "It's okay, I'm already fine!" What you asked me to do, I've already done it, those people's demonic qi has been removed, it's just a temporary weakness, and it will recover in a while! It's going to be fine, and after a while, it's going to be fine! It's going to be fine! ”

Mao Qing raised his hand and took out a brocade handkerchief from his arms, and the breeze blew the pink silk handkerchief open, and the inside was wrapped in two strands of black hair wrapped with red rope.

Shaman burst into tears, took it with trembling hands, and finally couldn't help it, and fell on his face and began to cry.

Mao Qing sighed: "Ten years is too long, there is only so much I can do for you!" He's waiting for you in the Peach Blossom Forest~"

Shaman was stunned, and the next moment, everyone only smelled the fragrance of flowers, but the people were long gone. Mao Qing finally had a matter on his mind, his spirit could no longer support it, he coughed violently while holding his chest, and his whole body was weakly spread on Ayin's shoulder. If it weren't for Ayin's amazing body, he would really be crushed half to death by him!

Ji Shan was shocked, and hurriedly beckoned Yu Qingyang and others to help Mao Qing into Qingyun Temple.

Shaman rushed back to the Peach Blossom Forest, and the sea of flowers was still dazzling, not damaged by the catastrophe at all. In the depths of the peach forest, there is still a lonely grave, the only difference is that there is a scholar standing in front of the grave, dressed in blue-gray cloth, holding a folding fan, and is closing his eyes and looking up at the sky.

Shaman walked over slowly, the gauze skirt on his body was also changed to a green cloth skirt, and his long hair was pulled up by a few peach hairpins, like a woman. Shaman walked behind the scholar, clasped his hands at his side, Ying Ying bowed, and called softly: "Shaman has seen Xianggong!" ”

The scholar was stunned, still looking up at the sky. At this time, the breeze passed, and the petal peach blossoms fluttered like spring rain, and suddenly, the scene seemed to change. The familiar peach blossom forest has become a farmhouse, and a peach blossom tree is blooming in the middle of the courtyard, and the scholar is standing in front of the tree with his hands behind his back, still wearing a blue-gray cloth shirt.

"Xianggong!"

"Xianggong!" With a coquettish call, the scholar slowly turned his head, his eyes were clear, elegant and handsome, and he was vaguely still the same as when he first saw him. Shaman turned back in surprise, the door of the room behind him opened, and a woman in a pink gown walked out, her long hair tied into a woman's bun, and several delicate mahogany hairpins inserted in the middle. A face that is somewhat similar to himself is full of happiness.

"Xiao Man!" The scholar opened his arms and smiled gently, "Come and see, this peach blossom tree has bloomed so beautifully overnight!" ”

The woman named Xiaoman threw herself into the scholar's arms, looked up, and whispered: "The peach is dying, scorching its glory." Xianggong, is it exactly the same as the peach blossom in your dream? ”

The scholar hugged the woman, and there was a trace of shame in his eyes, and he replied in a low voice: "Perhaps, in my last life, I really met such a peach blossom!" ”

The heartwarming scene was interrupted by several big men who suddenly broke in, and before Sharman could wake up from his grief, he was startled by what was in front of him.

A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears and dressed in brocade angrily pulled Xiao Man away, and with a wave of his big hand, several big men couldn't help but punch and kick the scholar. Shaman immediately flew and pounced, but he didn't know that he was empty, and it turned out that a qiē was just illusory.

In the blink of an eye, I saw that the peach tree, which had just been in full bloom, had already bloomed, and the petals were wet by the rain, and they fell into the soil one after another, and instantly became dirty. The smell of flowers and the smell of blood in the air were mixed together. Under the peach blossom tree, the scholar's gray cloth shirt was already tattered, and under the unkempt hair, the originally clear and bright eyes were now closed.

The wind smashed the rain and flower petals on the scholar's body, but unfortunately he could no longer feel the pain. Because, he is dead.

Shaman fell to his knees in a daze, as if this cold rain had poured on him. Shaman thought that the woman named Xiaoman would come, but unfortunately, he watched the scholar turn into white bones, watched the flowers fall and the leaves fell, and finally the snow covered everything. No one ever set foot in this farmhouse again.

Sharman was still kneeling, as if his knees had grown into the soil, as if he had really grown into the peach blossom.

Sharman thought it had been a long time, because the peach blossoms were blooming again. With a "squeak", the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open, and a woman in a pink gauze dress walked in. It's Xiao Man, more bright than what I've seen that day.

Shaman looked at her hatefully, hated why she didn't live and die with the scholar, hated why she broke her oath and didn't do it.

Xiao Man looked at the white bones on the ground, looked at the peach petals that came one after another, and laughed: "Xianggong, they said that there is a flower demon here, sucking human bone marrow and eating human flesh and blood. They say there is a haunted house here, empty but often heard laughter. They also say that there is a peach blossom in front of the haunted house, which blooms all year round. Xianggong, if your soul really finds sustenance, shouldn't I bother anymore! ”