Pei Lingsu was a very smart person, and after making eye contact with Ning Yi, she understood what was going on......

The white-haired boy lying on the bed.

He was originally a person whose life had ended, and he would not live to be fifteen years old, but because of the Dao fetus of the Lotus Dojo, he successfully realized the method of immortality.

So his "life" changed because of this.

But...... After that night, is this Zhou Jingjing, or Zhou You?

This is the reason why Ning Yi's thoughts are entangled and struggling.

If he erases the "soul" of this young man, the white-haired Taoist priest he is familiar with should wake up.

But Ning Yi couldn't do it.

The dead silence in the broken temple lasted for a long time.

Zhou Yushui suddenly spoke: "Mr. Ning, you don't know how to speak, right?"

Ning Yi was stunned.

Zhou Yushui stood up, although he was not big, he looked at Ning Yi quite vigilantly, and said coldly: "You promised me before that you would take care of my brother's illness." ”

She sensed the mood swings of the two men after entering the temple......

She has been smart since she was a child, and she knows that some of the cultivators in this world seem to be well-intentioned, but in fact they are different, if they encounter "good things", they will turn their faces faster than turning books, and they will even shoot to intercept and kill, hurting people's lives.

Zhou Yushui remained silent, and casually picked up a piece of dead wood branch for burning the fire from the stove of the temple.

Ning Yi squatted down, took out a cyan bamboo slip from his sleeve robe, and said, "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." You only need to put this bamboo slip next to your brother's pillow every day, and his condition will get better soon. When he woke up, tell him that this is a peace charm, and that he should not carry it with him, so that he can continue his life. ”

"Survival?"

The little girl suspiciously took the cyan bamboo slip and asked, "Can I trust you?"

Ning Yi smiled and stretched out a finger and pointed it at Zhou Yushui's head.

Zhou Yushui's pupils contracted slightly.

With her forehead as the boundary, a circle of water ripples, "lala" swinging, the cyan light in the sky flows, with the bamboo slip as the center of the circle, countless swimming fish fly out, turn into a bright light, and drill into the little girl's eyebrows.

A surprise exclamation.

Zhou Yushui felt that there was a warm current washing through his body.

The meridians, lungs, and blood are enjoying the silent washing of the spring rain!

The vitality of the character scroll and the pure divinity of Ning Yi, if they wash away the mortal body, they can not only prolong their life, but also wash the essence and marrow...... Of course, this is a measure of "tyrannical destruction", who would use such a divine object to open up the bones of a mortal?

Zhou Yushui, this little girl, although she is smart, her body's muscles and qualifications are mediocre...... If you embark on the path of cultivation, even if you have the guidance of a famous teacher, the upper limit will not be too high.

But "Zhou Jingjing" is different.

The fact that he was able to be selected by "Travel" shows the talent of this body.

This white-haired boy can't live long, he was originally a fifteen-year-old who died young, even if he was "changed against the sky", he would just struggle on the sickbed for a few more days, and when his "life" completely disappeared, it was when another life woke up.

Even if Ning Yi gave the "word scroll", it would only delay the process.

When the cyan glow of the "word scroll" disappears.

Zhou Yushui relieved herself from the soft feeling of comfort just now, she held Qingjian in both hands, came back to her senses, looked at Ning Yi and said, "Mr. Ning...... This is?"

Ning Yi smiled silently.

"It's pure 'life'. He looked at the little girl who was cautious and gradually let down his guard, and thought of himself and the girl many years ago...... In the Bodhisattva Temple in Xiling, there is such a pair of brothers and sisters who depend on each other for their lives, struggling to support them

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Life, before meeting Xu Zang, I never slept peacefully.

Some people don't live well.

Some people should live a little better.

Ning Yi said softly: "In this world, if someone can cure your brother's current illness...... Then it must be me. ”

After feeling the power just now, Zhou Yushui no longer had any doubts about Ning Yi's words.

She pinched the green slip with her fingers in both hands, a little restless.

Zhou said to her.

You can be treated well.

But don't be too nice.

Zhou Yushui's face turned red, and his voice twisted intermittently and asked, "No one has ever been so kind to us...... Mr. Ning, your status is very noble, isn't it, why do you want to help us like this?"

This little girl.

It's always "we".

Zhou Jingzhen is really important to her.

Ning Yi glanced back at the white-haired young man sleeping in the temple, the withered young man with a thin body and a resolute face, with his own stubbornness between his eyebrows...... When taking out the Qing Jian, Ning Yi had already made his own decision.

He wants to let Zhou be stunned and live in accordance with the way of heaven.

Mr. Zhou You's "soul" fell on this young man, and instead of ending this young life that should have died, it helped him regain his life...... This was the answer of the Palace Master of Zixiao Palace.

In fact, the power of the "Character Scroll" is just to allow Zhou Jingzhen to obtain more "longevity" than normal people, and the loss of the Heavenly Dao will offset the two...... Ning Yi didn't know how long he would live, but one thing was certain, the two brothers and sisters lived in the Taoist temple in Lingshan City, and most of them couldn't get in touch with the people in the "Cultivator's Dao".

A mortal, no matter how long he lives, is only a few decades or hundreds of years.

Those who deserve to die will eventually die.

He who should be born will also be born.

Ning Yi rubbed Zhou Yushui's head, this time Xiao Nizi was very well-behaved, she didn't dodge, but let this rough big hand rub and pat on her head.

"A long time ago, there were people who lived in such a dilapidated temple. ”

Ning Yi's voice was a little fluctuating.

"You deserve to live better...... The silver is of no use to me, and I will leave it to you, a careful flower. You must be yearning for the days of wealth, in fact, if that day does come, it will be like that. ”

Ning Yi smiled and looked at the girl.

"The most important thing is to be with the people you like. ”

Zhou Yushui listened to these words in a daze.

Ning Yi took out a large bag of silver taels and put it on the high platform of the statue in the temple, Zhou Yushui needed to jump up to get it, but his head was pressed by Ning Yi, and he couldn't move very much.

Ning Yi continued: "Little guy...... There is one thing that I have to make clear to you. ”

Zhou Yushui stared into Ning Yi's eyes.

The cheeks of the two people were very close, about three fists apart, and she could even see the wind and thunder flickering in Ning Yi's dark pupils...... It's hard to imagine that a normal person would have such a vision in his pupils?

Grunted and swallowed.

"Not everyone will live long. ”

Ning Yi lowered his eyebrows and said, "There is no banquet in this world that will not be dispersed...... If that day comes, don't be too sad. ”

Bang.

The green slip in Zhou Yushui's hand fell to the ground, and he turned around for a while, and then fell silent.

The little girl smiled stiffly, "Mr. Ning, are you ...... Say what?"

Pei Yatou also fell silent.

His eyes flashed and he looked at Ning Yi gloomily.

"Aren't you able to save my brother?"

"This bamboo slip is so magical, can't it be saved?"

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Zhou Yushui's speed of speech suddenly became faster, she was quite anxious, glaring at Ning Yi, dancing with her hands and wanting to say something, but the more she spoke, the more chaotic she became, "No, it's not...... You...... I...... What the hell is my brother's disease?"

"He's a dying man. ”

An extremely light, but extremely deep voice broke Zhou Yushui's words.

The little one was speechless for a moment.

"The one who is about to die is destined for his life. No matter how it continues, it can only go a little further. When Ning Yi tried to make himself say this, he seemed very ruthless, "Many things are destined and cannot be changed." ”

Zhou Yushui gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "The sky is destined, it can't be changed?"

Ning Yi rubbed Zhou Yushui's head heavily for the last time.

He stood up and said softly: "Zhou Jingzhen will get better, and he will live here incognito, but if he is seriously ill in the future, other doctors will not be able to cure the disease...... And they took him out of the eastern land. ”

Zhou Yushui looked at Ning Yi and asked loudly, "Where to go?"

The backs of Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu paused in front of the temple for a moment.

He answered only the first question.

"Go to Shushan, go to the little uncle of Shushan. ”

......

......

In the world, meeting is fate.

Parting is also fate.

Gathering and dispersing, joys and sorrows are impermanent, Ning Yi did not stay with Zhou Yushui for too long, gave a green slip of the word scroll, and left quickly...... Through the brother and sister, he said the words that he had been holding in his chest and could not speak.

Along the way, the two of them walked on the lively Lingshan Ancient Street, people came and went, but they only felt cold and silent.

If you don't kill Zhou Jingjing, you will be given a Qingjian.

It's already all that Ning Yi can do.

This young life is destined to wither early.

He couldn't keep it.

I can't keep the word scroll.

The last few words are already mentioning Zhou Yushui, with the wisdom of that little girl...... must have guessed what Ning Yi meant.

Pei Yatou held Ning Yi's hand.

She asked softly.

......

......

Zhou woke up in shock.

It's like having a dream, and when I wake up, it's still very ......

"Don't move. ”

Zhou Yushui's expression didn't look good, the little guy put a red rope through Qing Jian with a straight face, and hung it on Zhou Jing's neck.

"It's ......"

"Peace charms. The kind that works. Zhou Yushui said seriously: "Don't pick it, don't pick it when you die, and don't pick it when it turns into ashes." ”

Zhou was stunned and couldn't laugh, but when he stretched out a hand and touched the talisman, his heart trembled.

A wisp of cyan air visible to the naked eye swept into his skin.

The white-haired boy couldn't help but close his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then spit it out slowly.

The depression in the body has dissipated a lot.

This...... Does it really work?

Zhou Jingzhen slowly opened his eyes and saw his face in the bronze mirror, although he was haggard, his complexion was much better, and the most important thing was that his white hair roots three years ago were a little regressive, and they were dyed a wisp of black again.

This talisman is renewing his life?

Zhou was stunned.

A hand touched the face of the white-haired boy.

Zhou Yushui's expression was a little sad, and her voice was very soft and serious.

......

......

"Brother......

"Can't you change what is destined by God?"

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