Say two flowers, one for each.

When Xiao Yuan was practicing in the Liuhe Temple, Yaoqing was struggling in front of the gate of hell.

Yaoqing was stunned by the monk, and when Yoyo woke up, he found that he was contained in a gourd. The gourd is so narrow that it is impossible to turn around. Yaoqing tried to touch the gourd with her hand, but her hand hurt as if she had been struck by lightning, knowing that the gourd must have been planted with a charm.

Two very small holes were opened on the left and right sides of the gourd to ventilate. Yaoqing looked through the hole and saw that the place where she was a very simple thatched hut, and the gourd was placed on a broken table. Moonlight shone in through a hole in the roof and shone right in front of the table.

There was no one in the house, and in the middle of the house there were two tombs with two coffins in them. Yaoqing was frightened, and she didn't know what the situation was.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and by the moonlight, Yao Qing saw that the monk who had grabbed her walked in with a basin of water, put the basin on the table, and washed his hands carefully.

After washing, he turned around and walked to the corner of the house, and called softly, "Youqing, Youqing, I'm back." ”

Yaoqing looked closely, there was a curtain in the corner of the room, there was a very simple bed behind the curtain, there seemed to be a very thin woman lying on the bed, the monk took out a knife, wiped it on his wrist, put his palm down, and the blood from the wound in his wrist dripped into the mouth of the woman on the bed drop by drop.

Seeing this scene, Yaoqing was a little creepy, knowing that the person named Youqing on the monk's bed must be dying, so even the coffin was ready. In order to save her, the monk snatched the cloud pupil bead and did not hesitate to serve her with his own blood. The moonlight shone down from the roof, illuminating the monk's face particularly hideously. Yaoqing didn't understand, what was the purpose of snatching the cloud pupil bead and grabbing himself? Who was the other coffin?

Yaoqing looked around, looking for an opportunity to escape. I saw a "Wave of Sand" written on the opposite wall, the handwriting was beautiful, soft and rigid, and it seemed to be written by a woman:

Seeing Chu Yunkong, there was no trace of the past. Leave a grudge and lock the eyebrows. Since the lotus blooms late, it is lonely and the east wind is ......

Looking out of the gourd, you can't see the back. Although she had only seen half of it, and she was in danger, Yaoqing still couldn't help but praise the "good words" in her heart. The author Lan Xinhui is very good, and her writing is graceful, I don't know who it is, and what does it have to do with this monk and the woman on the bed? Thinking of Xiao Yuan again, I don't know how she lives or dies, and I can't help but feel anxious. Secretly condensed the true qi, and wanted to recover his strength and rush out of the gourd.

The monk dripped blood for half an hour before he leaned back and lay on the ground beside the bed to recuperate. One hand was still holding the woman's hand on the bed.

When Yaoqing arrived at the dantian, there was a sudden sharp pain in her ribs and abdomen, and she screamed miserably, knowing that her meridians had been interrupted by the monk. The meditating monk woke up instantly when he heard the cry and opened his eyes.

He shook his body, stood up and walked towards Yaoqing, and when he got closer, Yaoqing saw that he looked very tired, and his face was frighteningly white in the moonlight, thinking to himself, although this person has amazing strength and strong mana, but if he has been using his own blood to renew the life of this woman, I am afraid that his life will not be long.

Yaoqing's mind turned more than a dozen times in an instant, and she decided to speak first: "Master, you arrested me for this woman?"

"Yes. ”

"You want to save her?"

The monk opened the lid of the gourd, poured it down, and Yaoqing rolled out with a grunt.

"I want the golden pill in your belly. ”

There are three ways to cultivate the fox fairy, one is to worship the moon and cultivate the immortal method, absorb the essence of the moon, kneel and worship the moon, break into the center of the moon with the snout, and breathe deeply at the moon until the bright moon fills the body. Yuehua condenses into crystals on the fox fur and inhales it into the abdomen to form a golden pill. The fox's body is becoming more and more transparent. This is also called the inner knot golden pill, the method of feathering and ascending immortals. This kind of golden pill can detoxify all kinds of poisons, and people can come back to life after eating; the second method is to collect tonic techniques, to suck men's essence blood to help cultivation, the body does not form a pill, and the speed of sperm is fast, but it harms others and benefits oneself, and is often punished by God; the third is to take advantage of people's snort when they are sleeping, and the effect of this method is very slow, and it penetrates into the crowd, it is very dangerous, and there is basically no fox use. In order to achieve quick success, the foxes in the world mostly practice with the technique of collecting and supplementing, and there are very few fox immortals with golden pills.

"Fox spirit, it's not easy for you to cultivate, if you are willing to spit it out yourself, I will let you live, after you have been cultivating in this mountain for a hundred years, you can become a spirit again. If you refuse, I will disembowean you alive and take out the golden pill. Although the effect has been greatly reduced, it is not difficult for me to go to the ends of the earth to find two or three foxes to skin and extract pills. ”

Yaoqing knew that the monk's words were true, he had not taken the pill before he woke up, and he still wanted to make himself willing to do the pill so that the woman could quickly recover. But he only seemed to know that the fox immortal golden pill could come back to life, and he didn't know that the mana of the cloud pupil bead was ten thousand times stronger than the fox bead. But if he really spit out the elixir, he may not let himself live. So he pretended to be scared, and his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of a way to get out.

At this moment, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and from far and near, the huts seemed to begin to shake.

After a while, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps, and a young man said, "Dad, there is a thatched hut in front, let's go to shelter from the rain first, and it's not too late to go when the rain stops." ”

The monk glanced out, quickly stuffed Yaoqing back into the gourd, put the woman on the bed into the coffin on the left, closed the curtain, lifted the lid on the right by himself, and hid in. I think it was in the hope that the passers-by would be discouraged when they saw the coffin and leave immediately.

Immediately afterwards, many people walked in, and a rough voice said, "Just take shelter from the rain here." Celestial, light it up!"

Yaoqing looked out from the small hole in the gourd, and saw a slender and thin little Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth coming over, obediently lit a flint, took out two candles and lit them on the table.

When he saw that the table and chairs were very dirty, he blew the ashes and wiped the chair with his sleeve: "Dad, you sit!"

Dust from the table fluttered down onto the gourd. Yaoqing thought to herself, this little Taoist priest, his eyes don't know where to look, but he didn't find me.

An elderly Taoist priest sat down: "This day is the same as a woman's face, and it will change when it is said." ”

Yaoqing thought to herself that this family was strange, father and son were both Taoist priests, I don't know if the husband had a son and then became a Taoist priest with his son, or became a Taoist priest and gave birth to a little Taoist priest? Moreover, this little Taoist priest is so handsome, but the old Taoist priest is not good-looking, and his words are vulgar, and he wants to come to the mother who looks like a little Taoist priest.

Looking at the wall again, I couldn't help but be surprised, there were twelve people standing neatly on the wall, all standing upright, wrapped in black corpse cloth, wearing a high blanket hat on their heads, and a yellow rune paper pressed on their foreheads.

Yaoqing remembered that she had heard that there were corpse chasers in Xiangxi, and the people who died in a foreign land were transported back to their hometowns by driving corpses, and the corpse chasers were tired and would rest in a special inn, and it was difficult to walk on a rainy day, so they had to stop in the inn for a few days and nights before continuing to hurry. Yaoqing thought about it, the monk naturally wouldn't sleep in the coffin for a few days and nights without coming out, and the corpse chaser also had some skills, so I don't know if he would fight.

The candle gradually lit up, and the little Taoist priest found the coffin and exclaimed, "Dad, there are two coffins here! ”

The old Taoist priest glared at the little Taoist priest: "What if you are as old as you, you have already gone to the rivers and lakes to support your family, you are fifteen years old, and you are still afraid of everything! There are so many of us, what is there to be afraid of? It is about to rain, where are we going? What should I do if those tea, silk, and copper coins are drenched in the rain, or if they are discovered?" shouted at the dozen or so corpses: "Brother Hong, Brother Ma, there is no one around, everyone should come and rest." ”

I saw the corpses standing by the wall moving one after another, and it turned out to be living people. They untied their carrying, sat down around the table, and shouted for a hot drink to be raised. And no one cared about the coffin, thinking that they would go north and south, and the dead were nothing.

Only then did Yaoqing understand that this group of people were smugglers, pretending to be Taoist priests and corpses who were driving corpses at night, so that neither officers and soldiers nor bandits would come forward to investigate. Thinking that the world is so big, it's really strange. Secretly begging for someone to be curious to pick up the gourd, uncover the charm, and slip away by himself to escape the clutches of the monk.

The little Taoist priest was very clever and diligent, and soon lit a fire, boiled hot water, and took out dry food for his father to eat. Put the gourd on the ground.

Everyone made some vulgar jokes at the table, and the little Taoist priest was very uncomfortable, packed up his things, smiled and walked away.

Someone joked with his father: "Old Yuan, your son is too thin-skinned, will he have a son if he marries his daughter-in-law in two years?"

Father Tianbao glared at the man, and said in a rough voice, "Tianbao, come here!"

Tianbao pretended not to hear: "Dad, there is a writing on the wall over there, let me see what is written." "Walk over and read the "Waves and Sands" on the wall:

"Seeing Chu Yunkong, there is no trace of the past. Leave a grudge and lock the eyebrows. Since the lotus blooms late, it is lonely and bears the east wind. The inn sighed and scattered in a hurry. Whip that forbearance suddenly flowers. Looking at the broken sun, the people are gone, and the sleeves are red. ”

After reading for a while, he hummed softly with his palm.

Yaoqing thought to herself, this little Taoist priest is really an idiot, and he actually sang it. When he heard only one sentence, he was greatly surprised, because the little Taoist priest's voice was like a heavenly sound, and it was extremely pleasant. He shook his head with great pleasure. The people in the room fell silent and listened carefully to the little Taoist priest's singing.

A rough man said: "Tianbao sings so well, just like his mother." ”

Yaoqing has always loved to listen to small songs, at this time I listened to Tianbao's clear and moving singing, although the mud bodhisattva crossed the river and it was difficult to protect himself, but he had the intention of loving talents, and he was thinking in his heart, how to find a way to remind the young man to leave quickly, so as not to let the evil monk jump out and kill people.

Who knew that the old Taoist priest was extremely angry when he heard this, jumped up, and slapped the little Taoist priest on the ground: "You learn from that slut again!"

Tianbao's eyes turned red, and he covered his face and whispered: "She's not a slut, she's my mother!"

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to pull. The man surnamed Hong said: "Brother Yuan, his mother is his mother, Tianbao is Tianbao, I think Tianbao is a good child." Last winter, I took Tianbao into the city, I went to visit Chunxiang Building, I wanted to call a fan to help you train your son, in the cold winter, he would rather stand outside Chunxiang Lou for a night than enter Chunxiang Lou!"

Seeing that the old Taoist priest's face softened slightly, Ma Sange also said: "This kid is the most literate among us, although he is timid, but he is the most righteous, last time I was bitten by a poisonous snake on the mountain, he insisted on helping me suck out the poisonous blood one by one, and his mouth was swollen, you say, so, so...... What did Mr. Storyteller say about Guan Yunchang Guan Erye last time, yes, righteous Bo Yuntian, such a righteous Bo Yuntian child, he will become the leading brother in the future, if it is my son, I can't hurt it, how can I be willing to fight?"

Another person persuaded: "Lao Yuan, you can't blame the doll, what child in the world doesn't want to be a mother? Tianbao, this child is filial, he has followed you to the north and south in the past two years, he can't eat or sleep well, and he has suffered so much, just because he wants to see his mother again, so you don't say anything about sluts and sluts in front of children." ”

The man surnamed Hong said again: "Big brother, I think this child is smart and filial, and you will be able to live a good life in the future and enjoy the blessings of your children and grandchildren." ”

The little Taoist priest named Tianbao was even more aggrieved when he heard these words, tears rolled in his eyes, but he didn't dare to speak again.

The old Taoist priest saw that Tianbao's face was already swollen, and knew that Shicai's hand was too heavy, so he was annoyed and distressed, and he couldn't hang his face, so he didn't say anything anymore and walked out of the hut alone.

Tianbao hesitated, shook twice, and did not chase out, thinking that the young man's self-esteem had prevailed, squatting by the fire and pretending to take care of the fire.

At this time, Yaoqing heard a deep sigh coming from the coffin containing the woman, and it seemed that the woman had woken up.

Tianbao squatted on the ground, close to the coffin, and also heard it, jumped up wow, crawled behind Ma Sange, and stared at the coffin with wide eyes: "Ma Sange, can you hear a woman's sigh?"

"Where is there any woman who sighs?"

Tianbao trembled with fright, and pointed to the coffin: "Really, it's from here, inside the coffin!"

At this moment, the woman in the coffin let out another long sigh, and several people heard it.

Third Brother Ma said, "Evil Gate!" Everyone drew their swords from their waists and gathered them together.