"Red-sleeved fairy, please also persuade Brother Bao'er, among our ghost elves, there is no Baixia fairy who can live!"

None of the Baixia fairies who can survive?

This sentence has no beginning or end, and everyone frowned when they heard it, they felt ......

It should be only Sister Lin behind Baoyu who can understand.

Lin Daiyu grabbed Baoyu's black fox tightly, leaned on Baoyu's back, and said in a low voice: "If she is completely demonized, Hei Niang will definitely kill people indiscriminately, she didn't kill anyone, she just didn't completely demonize, she is still a fairy of Baixia." ”

After a little explanation, Lin Daiyu turned her head and expressed her attitude very clearly.

"The Red Sleeve Fairy!"

Zisha shouted anxiously, her strength is higher, but in terms of the status of ghosts and elves, the red-sleeved fairy is the top one.

In response to her shout, Lin Daiyu just moved her little head and tilted herself more comfortably on Baoyu's back.

Bai Nanyan sat behind Lin Daiyu, and suddenly felt very regretful, maybe when he fell on the horse......

Should you put yourself in front?

...

Baoyu straightened the black fox and made Sister Lin more comfortable, but her eyelids were lowered, and she was thinking carefully.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't believe Zisha's words, a person who wants to kill him is let go because of a fluttering oath?

But in Baoyu's heart, he always felt very uneasy.

To kill? or not to kill?

What happens if killed?

If you don't kill, what will become of you?

Baoyu suddenly remembered what Ji Wuxian said-

'As long as you want to climb up, there will never be black, no white, dangling in the middle of the gray place. Sooner or later, his conscience will be dyed black, or white, and he will be smashed to pieces. ’

[As long as I want to climb up, there will never be black, and there will be no white?]

[The black lady is very pitiful and innocent, if I kill him, won't my heart become black? But if I don't kill her, will I have a white heart? Hehe, let go of the person who wants to kill herself, this is called a white heart? Ridiculous, too ridiculous!]

Baoyu kept thinking about it, and in a trance, he felt that he was standing on a forked path.

One is to kill, from now on the vast thousands of miles, the journey is immeasurable!

One is to let go of this time, but the road is tortuous, like climbing the difficult Shu Road!

[If I am a wicked person, I just need to ignore it and soar into the sky, but if I do this, what is the difference between me and the Fadao literati?

[No, it's just an illusion, many things look like they're killed, but it's clear, it's not that I don't report it, the time has not come, I just need to look at myself, what kind of person do I want to be?]

[White heart, black heart, neither!That's Ji Wuxi's reason, but it's not the way I Jia Baoyu, I want to go!]

Baoyu seems to have angels and demons in her head, arguing, entangled, and fighting!

And above his head, above the platform of more than 1,300 zhang, there are also people watching his figure.

White jade ground, starry sky.

This hall seems to be surrounded by fragrant wood walls and beaded yarn, but when you walk in, it is like walking into an infinite starry sky, and the sky is full of bright stars.

In the center of the white jade paved ground is a chessboard with a square circle of 100 zhang, and the chess pieces on it are as big as a stone mill, but they are like light feathers, which are being moved by someone.

There were two people sitting on both sides of the chessboard, one was a hunchbacked old man, as if he would lose his last breath at any time, if Baoyu saw it, he would definitely grit his teeth;

The other was wrapped in a silver-patterned silk silk robe, and when his fingers moved, the silk robe reflected the starlight in the sky, as if there were also a thousand stars twinkling, setting off a gorgeous demeanor.

"Xiang'er,"

Ji Wu shed a black spot in tears, pointed down and said with a smile: "This kid is the one I said, look at his appearance, he is now at the level of black heart and white heart, I don't know how to go." ”

"Call me Xue Qianshang,"

The woman glanced at Ji Wuxian coldly, shook her head and said, "What kind of white heart and black heart? Don't take your set and put it on the students of my Asking Heart Palace!"

You have to remember that the people of the Heart Palace only need to be themselves, whether they choose the Eternal Hero or the Ancient Master, they are all their own paths.

I ask the heart palace, I don't care!"

"Hey, Ji Qianshang has become Xue Qianshang, and she doesn't follow her father's surname, but she wants to follow her mother's surname, you also call yourself yourself?"

Ji Wutear muttered in a low voice, and saw that the entire chessboard was shattered, and the dust covered the silver veins on the opposite side.

Xue Qianshang laughed coldly: "You are very idle? So, there is a dragon in the Hanshui River to do evil, it was originally a demon carp cub, but the demon carp was crushed by the passing Fadao literati, and now it has grown up, and it wants to avenge its mother's blood hatred."

This is the evil obstacle you have made, you go and deal with it!"

Ji Wuxian pinched twice, and exclaimed: "Demon king-level evil Jiao, good daughter, your father is locked by the Nine Dragons Golden Lock, you are going to be your father's life!"

He pinched twice, and the little ghost Buddha touched his forehead, and said with a smile: "Besides, if that demon carp is not killed, there will be a flood disaster to seal the mountain later......

Hey, at our level, what kind of black and white? What kind of evil obstacle is not evil? It's long been unclear, so I don't care about this matter!"

"Then you can choose, whether to deal with the demon king-level evil Jiao, or to deal with me, an unfilial girl who doesn't know what level?"

Xue Qianshang raised her palm, and the palm of her hand bloomed with stars and silver, which was very cold, and it seemed that there was really an explosive power that contained the entire star in her palm.

Ji Wuxian couldn't help but shudder, and just wanted to leave, when he suddenly stared at his feet.

The hard ground paved with white jade didn't seem to exist to him, and he saw the distant ground directly.

"Wait,"

Ji Wutear waved his hand vigorously and said with a smile: "Brother Bao seems to have figured it out, is it black or white? ”

Xue Qianshang couldn't help but look down, she also cared a lot about Baoyu's choice.

Baoyu is a disciple of the Heart Palace, and she wants to know how much she can increase or lower Baoyu's weight?

Ask the disciples of the Heart Palace, even if they are raised by the Holy Path, they must do things with one heart.

Regardless of whether Baoyu chooses black or white, he must start from the bottom......

I saw Baoyu raise her eyelids, and her pupils became brighter than ever.

He pressed down Chen Longbow's golden dragon bow and said with a smile: "Purple yarn Feitian, I can trust you once, but even this time, you owe me two favors." These two favors cannot be repaid separately, they must be added up, and they can be regarded as a more adequate weight. ”

Zisha nodded without hesitation, and repeatedly agreed: "I promise you, as long as you let us go this time." ”

"Very good, you can, but if Hei Niang comes to me again, I will kill her, and at the same time, you must also become the maid of our Jiafu, and let Jiafu drive you. ”

"This ......"

Zisha couldn't help but hesitate.

She is a ghost and elf, she is noble by nature, and she is highly respected everywhere, how can she be someone else's maid?

And... A promise is a matter of Confucian literati, what does it matter to her as a little woman?

Just like the couplet, whether it was to ensure that the black lady would not find trouble, or whether the two of them were added together, she never cared.

I don't plan to keep my promise at all!

[I can't agree to this, in case Hei Niang runs over again, Chen Changgong will definitely trouble me, either as a maid for them, or Chen Changgong......

Damn, if the Bidiao Bow can be conceived, what is the Golden Dragon Bow that this girl is afraid of?]

Seeing that Zisha Feitian had been hesitating, Baoyu put down the wrist that was holding Chen's longbow and asked him to lift the golden dragon bow again.

"I promised!"

Zisha hurriedly agreed, and dragged the seriously injured black lady into a purple gauze tent scattered all over the sky. The veil fell, and the two disappeared.

This time, Chen Changgong stopped and looked at Baoyu with a smile.

And in the palace high in the sky, Ji Wutear stupidly stomped his feet again and again.

"If you let people go, you have to force others to demand benefits, this and this...... Bastard boy, it's not black and it's not white!"

Xue Qianshang laughed instead, reaching out to summon a bright silver shelf.

There are more than ten silver beads on the shelf, and each small bead is connected with a silver pillar, and a name is engraved on it.

The silver pillar is marked with a scale, the lowest one degree, and the highest ten degrees.

At this time, Baoyu's beads are low and stay on the second scale.

"Do things with one heart, and the second-degree disciples who are raised by the Holy Path can be improved again. ”

As she spoke, Xue Qianshang picked up her fingers, whose skin looked like silver stars, and jumped up a square with the silver bead with Baoyu's name written on it.

"No! Damn Brother Bao'er, he didn't listen to the old teachings, he had to go down!"

Ji Wuxian shook his hunchback to grab the shelf, but was nodded by Xue Qiansheng and locked his whole person in a cage composed of several silver stars.

"Stay for a good life, don't worry about the affairs of our heart palace, otherwise we will ......"

Before she finished speaking, Xue Qiansheng suddenly stared at the ground below.

Her ears were also pricked up, a little bit of crystalline, and suddenly overflowed into the corners of her eyes......

...

Baoyu was looked at by Chen Longbow meaningfully, as agile as him, and saw through Chen Longbow's careful thinking at a glance.

"Senior, this kind of thing doesn't fit your identity. ”

"The old man doesn't want identity, he wants poetry. ”

Chen Changgong smiled happily and said, "You kid is not ungrateful, the old man has been thinking about your poems for so long, and he listened to you just now and let go of the black lady......

If you don't give a good poem, the old man will rely on you Jia Mansion not to leave, and you have to find Jia Zheng every day, so he has to beat your board. ”

I have to say that the board really hit Baoyu's weakness.

Now that he is a saint and a person, he will be in the limelight again, and there are not many things that can make him unsightly in this whole week.

But

Even if he becomes a titled Jinshi, a bachelor, a university scholar, or even a great Confucian or a half-saint,

There was still one man who was able to rip off his pants and press them on the bench,

Use a broom pimple, or a leather whip rattan board, and hit his ass/stock hard....... please Baidu "throw the book network" Thank you for your support!