"There's a reluctant request down there."

"Since it's reluctant, don't talk about it." Xie Xiaoman waved his hand, ready to leave directly.

Xu Zhefeng was not so obedient, the pain on his body made him unable to get off the bed, but his body could lean forward: "I want to learn the art of cultivating immortals!" ”

Xie Xiaoman stopped and looked back at him curiously.

Xu Zhefeng said: "I know that this kind of thing is not arbitrary, but I really have the determination. What happened before...... If I knew a little bit about the Immortal Method, that Immortal Master Guo wouldn't have an accident. Although I didn't understand the problem, I knew that night that if Immortal Master Guo didn't save me, he wouldn't have any trouble. ”

"But he helped you anyway." Xie Xiaoman said lightly.

"Yes, so I should be responsible."

"How to be responsible? Now start cultivating, and then cultivate yourself to a very good point, and then go to avenge Guo Pu? Xie Xiaoman sneered.

Xu Zhefeng was unmoved, his face was still resolute: "I know that cultivating immortals must be very difficult, and there are many requirements, but I already owe the kindness of Immortal Master Guo, and I can't think of any other way to repay the favor except for this method." Speaking of this, Xu Zhefeng was faintly excited, and his body lifted a few points, "Although in your eyes, I am just an ant-like existence." However, in the streets and alleys of Jiankang City, I Xu Zhefeng is still famous! Kindness will be repaid, and revenge will be avenged! I, Xu Zhefeng, do what I say! ”

Xie Xiaoman glanced at him: "If you don't bandage the wound again, you don't need to cultivate immortals." But if you turn into a ghost directly, it's not bad to be a ghost cultivator. ”

Xu Zhefeng realized that while he was excited, the wound on his body was cracked, and blood was faintly oozing.

But he didn't bandage it immediately, but instead smiled fiercely and said, "If you don't teach me to practice, I will bleed to death here!" ”

"You're threatening me?" Xie Xiaoman sneered, with her temperament. Where can I stand the coercion of others?

Xu Zhefeng was stunned by her reaction, he didn't expect things to be self-defeating. He had seen all kinds of people in the market and knew what kind of people to be treated.

Just looking at Xie Xiaoman's appearance, she really looks like a simple and simple little girl. In Xu Zhefeng's cognition. This kind of little girl is the best to deceive, and she is also the best to be kind.

It's just a pity that Xie Xiaoman is not such a little girl.

She watched the blood gradually oozing out, watched Xu Zhefeng's face become more and more pale, and thought silently in her heart: Guo Pu, you are a dead guy. Desperate to save such a thing? You do good deeds here every day to save people, why when Lao Tzu was forced to marry and poisoned, you didn't move!

Angry and inexplicable, Xie Xiaoman almost envied Xu Zhefeng.

Xu Zhefeng's pale face gradually turned gray, not only because of excessive blood loss, but also because he was about to miss the path of immortal cultivation.

From his injury to now, he is struggling on the line of death, back and forth, these days. He thought about it a lot.

It's not an easy thing to be alive, especially someone like him.

Since childhood, he has been fighting and killing bravely, and many of his friends who roamed together when he was a child have now become a piece of loess outside the city.

He was not afraid of death, because death had always been with him since he was a child. Nor was he afraid of poverty, for he never got rid of the entanglement of these two words. He wasn't even afraid of being looked down upon, he was originally a stone in a pit, who was much cleaner than whom?

He's just afraid of forgetting. Fear to forget hatred, to forget kindness, to forget everything.

Xu Zhefeng lives a simple and clear life, except for a mother by his side. No more fetters. It's just that a few days ago, he owed a life.

He knows that the other party doesn't need his life, so he is very persistent and idiotic. I'm ready to make my life a little more valuable.

Maybe the value of this life is high, and the other party needs it.

That's what he thought. That's how it works.

It's just that Xu Zhefeng didn't expect that he was on the wrong path.

Once he misses the path of cultivating immortals, he will never have a chance to repay the favor in this life.

This is what Xu Zhefeng fears, and it is also the thing he fears the most in his life.

So his face began to turn pale, he began to lose weight, and he was even more desperate than he had been when he was nearing death that night.

"Here you go." Xie Xiaoman casually threw him a thin pamphlet. Smoothly fell in front of Xu Zhefeng, "There are all the cultivation methods, you follow and learn, but whether you can learn it or not, I don't know." ”

Xu Zhefeng was stupid, he looked at the three big characters of "Scattered Cultivation Record" in the booklet in front of him, and his mind was a little dizzy.

"But before you read this book, you'd better manage your wounds." Xie Xiaoman shrugged his shoulders, turned around and waved his hand, "I live in Nanluo Alley of Xuanqing Fang, and when I walk in from the mouth of the alley, there is a yard where plane trees are planted, and next door is my house." If you have any problems with me, you can come to me. But it's best not to bother me. That's it, farewell! ”

Xu Zhefeng watched Xie Xiaoman drift away, the door was quietly closed, and the moonlight disappeared as the door closed.

For a moment, the surroundings were silent, except for the last struggling chirping of the summer insects, there was no sound.

Xu Zhefeng stretched out his trembling hand and gently rubbed the edge of the "Scattered Cultivation Record", almost unable to believe everything he saw, heard and perceived, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Only then did he remember something, and he hurriedly took out the wound medicine beside him, reapplied it, and bandaged it.

From now on, his life is no longer something that can be discarded casually. He wants to keep it, keep it for that Guo Immortal Master.

Xu Zhefeng secretly swore that with great awe, he slowly opened the "Scattered Cultivation Record".

"Well, I'm sorry." Xie Xiaoman suddenly stuck his head out of the door and came in, and he didn't know if it was the reflection of the moonlight, but he was a little inexplicably red.

She had already walked far before before when she thought of a big problem, and she turned back.

Greeting Xu Zhefeng's different gaze, Xie Xiaoman scratched his head and hesitated: "That, can you copy a copy yourself?" I'm just practicing with this book now, and if I give it to you, I won't have to practice anymore......"

"So? Then why did you give it to me? ”

"I forgot it!" Xie Xiaoman was annoyed and angry, "I'll come and get it in three days!" I don't care if you can't finish copying it then! ”

With that, he turned and left.

This time, it's really gone.

And, forgot to close the door.

Xu Zhefeng looked at the moonlight and shivered at the night wind blowing in at the door.

This girl...... It seems to be kind of interesting.

Thinking like this, Xu Zhefeng sneezed.

……

……

The rain stopped, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and the clouds chased the moon.

So, the willow tops on the moon.

The willow tree is not a real willow tree, but a plaque with the word "willow tree" written on it.

Xie Xiaoman casually threw the coat in the corner, looking at the absurdity in his eyes, and wondered if Guo Pu was also the same as this inferior when this guy was messing around here.

This is the Lanyue Building, the ebony gilt plaque on the main hall, and the two big characters of the official book - willow top.

It is said that this is still the ink treasure left by the famous man He Yan in the first year, and no one knows whether it is true or not.

Anyway, people come here and don't have too many prayers to pay homage to celebrities. Even if there was such a half-truth, after a few glasses of wine and a beautiful woman, you will forget it completely.

Lanyue Lou can chant the wind and make the moon.

It's the spring breeze that is singing, and it's the wind and the moon. It's really a good place to go in Jiankang City.

So many people like to wander here, not to mention, in addition to beautiful women, there are also good wines.

A jar of ten miles of incense is enough to incense all over ten miles, and it is enough to get drunk for ten days.

Xie Xiaoman looked at this scene, smelling the aroma of wine and rouge wafting in the air, and somewhat understood why Guo Pu liked to stay here.

In a place like Lanyuelou, the most important thing is that people come and go. People come drunk, go drunk, from dusk to the next morning, there is no scene where everyone is drunk and I am awake.

It's just that there are men who come and go here, and now that Xie Xiaoman has walked here, even if it is very quiet, it has attracted the attention of many people.

The men looked at this not very beautiful girl in a Taoist robe, perhaps because the oil lamp was slightly dim, and the freckles on Xie Xiaoman's face became more and more obvious at this time.

"Yo, where did you come from, Aunt Xiaodao!" There were drunken guests laughing and teasing.

Xie Xiaoman turned a deaf ear.

She grabbed the acquaintance beside her casually and asked, "What about Miss Shilan?" ”

Zhike was a little stunned, he was only a half-old child, he had never seen a woman enter the door openly, and he was about to find a girl, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

"What about you?" Xie Xiaoman frowned slightly, she didn't like the gazes of the men around her, although there was no erotic taste in this gaze, it was inevitable that there was an unpleasant scrutiny.

"Miss Shilan's body is not very good today, and she has already rested. The...... Girl, but if there is anything, you can tell the slave family directly. A woman in her thirties walked over, with a smile on her face that seemed to not disappear, looked Xie Xiaoman up and down, and blessed slightly, "The slave family is the mother of this Lanyue Building, and her cheap name is An Zi, dare to ask the girl's name?" ”

"It's okay to look for you." Xie Xiaoman smiled, "My surname is Xie, and my name is Xie Xiaoman." ”

If the surname is a resource, Xie Xiaoman naturally uses it hesitantly.

An Zi was slightly stunned: "The song "Water Tune Song Head" ......"

Xie Xiaoman smiled: "Let's find a quiet place to talk." If Sister An Zi is willing to help, Miss Shilan can sing, naturally not only "Water Tune Song Head". ”

An Zi's eyes lit up, she didn't know what an opportunity was after a long time, at this time, she hurriedly smiled, and led the way sideways: "Xie Niangzi, please come with me!" Little Liuzi, why don't you go and call Miss Shilan over! Tell her that the little lady she thinks about day and night has come to see her! (To be continued.) )