How could his husband ever say dirty words? Xu Ruoxue was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "Yes, it's Ruoxue who farts." This is impossible! ”

As soon as she said this, the little Taoist priest calmed down a little. He wiped the tears from his eyes, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry, ma'am. ”

Close your eyes and breathe deeply. When he opened his eyes again, the little Taoist priest had returned to normal.

He got up and said categorically: "Madam, you and I will rush to Xuanxian Valley now, and I will go overnight, now, set off immediately!" ”

Seeing that the little Taoist priest broke free from the pain so quickly, Xu Ruoxue was also full of admiration in her heart. She nodded obediently and said softly: "Okay, Ruoxue will listen to her husband for everything." ”

The two were about to go out, and the innkeeper hurriedly ran up, and when he saw such a miserable situation on the ground, he was about to shout, and the little Taoist priest threw a silver ingot in his hand. The shopkeeper took it, immediately smiled, nodded and moved out of the way.

The two turned over their horses and rushed to Xuanxian Valley.

Three days later, Xuanxian Valley.

But the valley is empty!

Wu Xuan Zhenren is not there, and neither is the Xuan Immortal Fairy.

Xu Ruoxue looked at the weeds in the flower garden and said, "The weeds here are overgrown and still flourishing, which shows that the real person and the fairy have been gone for a long time." The fairy has always liked to raise flowers, and if she were there, there would be no weeds in the flower garden. ”

The little Taoist priest nodded.

Xu Ruoxue said sadly: "This heaven and earth are big, where can we find the two of them?" ”

The little Taoist priest thought for a while: "According to Uncle Shi's cleverness, I will definitely guess that after I see the ghost card, I will come to the Xuanxian Valley to find him." Therefore, if Uncle Shi is willing to meet me, he will definitely leave a clue in the valley to inform him of his whereabouts. Let's look closely. ”

After some searching, under the pillow of the wooden house where the little Taoist once lived, the little Taoist found a note.

On it, is his familiar handwriting: If you see the jade plate, come to look for me ten miles west of the valley.

Ten miles west of the valley?

The little Taoist priest shouted: "Go!" ”

The two men went out of the valley, mounted their horses, and hurried away.

When it was near, it was about to arrive, and the little Taoist priest suddenly reined in his horse, and the rhubarb hissed, and the person stood up.

Xu Ruoxue asked, "Husband, what's wrong?" ”

The little Taoist priest said, "Ma is tired, I am also tired, I want to rest." ”

Xu Ruoxue sighed in her heart, and she said, "Yes, I'm tired too, so let's sit on that rock." ”

Sitting on the boulder, the little Taoist priest was silent. He didn't know what he was thinking, he was very confused, he thought of his master, he thought of his uncle, and he thought about it a lot.

After a while, the little Taoist priest said astringently: "My master once said that I am the body of the supreme yang, and I am also the life of the supreme yang, and an opportunity like mine cannot be encountered once in hundreds of years. But because of this, my life is too hard. ”

"What does 'life is too hard' mean, Master refused to say, but I understood it myself later. People with a hard life are suitable for growth, and even if they encounter catastrophes, they can survive it. But a person whose life is too hard is destined to be lonely, because he will often kill the people around him. ”

"Because my life is too hard, I was born without my father and mother, and I am alone between heaven and earth. Because my life was too hard, the people close to me died one after another. ”

"In the past few years, many people have died around me, and they are all good people, like my master, like Shou Zhenzi, and like a drunken Taoist."

Looking at the depressed little Taoist, Xu Ruoxue snorted coldly: "What life is too hard, what is destined to be lonely, when has the husband ever been lonely?" You've only been down the mountain for more than ten days, and you've deceived me into your hands. Since then, the beauties around him have been continuous, and all of them are stunning in the world. Lonely? If this continues to be lively, your woman may not be able to fill a room. ”

The little Taoist priest thought for a while and said: "The drunken Taoist said back then, my life is full of peach blossoms, and my life is destined to be full of blessings. It turns out that this is also true. ”

"My life is too hard, so gram the people around me. But I have a peach blossom life, so women keep coming. As a result, hey, I'm all men. ”

Xu Ruoxue was dumbfounded, thought about it carefully, and sneered: "Also, it seems that most of the women around her husband are doing well." It seems that most of the men around the husband are having a miserable time. ”

She patted the little Taoist priest on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It turns out that this is all fate!" When you meet your man, a bad one will lose your life. When you meet your woman, if you are not good, you will lose your body and lose your heart. ”

Then her laughter fell, and she sighed, "Yes, it's all fate!" It's your life, it's my life, or it's the life of Sister Rou'er. ”

The two were silent.

The little Taoist priest got up and said, "Whether it is fate or not, you have to face it in the end." Ruoxue, let's go see Uncle Shi. ”

Xu Ruoxue asked: "Husband, if Uncle Shi's life is not what you want, what will the husband do?" ”

The little Taoist priest hesitated and replied, "Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven!" ”

Ten miles west of Xuanxian Valley, there is a very small swamp. On the edge of the swamp, there is a lonely wooden house. The wooden house is very simple, but it is clearly inhabited.

At this time, it was getting dark, and it was gradually difficult to see. The two looked for a long time in the swamp, but there was no one, and when they wanted to give up, Xu Ruoxue pointed out: "Husband, look at that." ”

The little Taoist priest looked at it, but saw that in the darkness, there seemed to be a person standing faintly. He hurried over, and it was really a man.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man who had been unable to stand still like a piece of wood spoke, "Is it Tianyizi?" ”

This voice is very tired and slightly hoarse, but it is exactly, there is no doubt that Wuxuan is a real person!

The little Taoist priest replied, "It's me, uncle." ”

He went over and stood side by side with Wu Xuan Zhenren.

I haven't seen him for a few months, Uncle Shi has lost weight, he is too haggard, and he doesn't see the appearance of the previous fairy wind bones at all. What I have in my eyes is only deep powerlessness and deep exhaustion.

It's like a pond, a dead pond!

Seeing Wu Xuan Zhenren, the little Taoist priest felt that he had a lot to say and a lot to ask for a while. But he opened his mouth, but he didn't spit out a word.

And Wu Xuan Zhenren is still as motionless as wood. He just stared blankly at the bush that he didn't know where, as if he wanted to see a flower.

So the two were silent.

After a long time, the little Taoist priest asked, "Uncle Shi, what are you doing?" ”

Wu Xuan Zhenren pointed to a pile of bushes in front of him and replied, "I'm waiting, waiting for the flowers to bloom!" ”

After answering this question, the two continued to be silent, and just stood like this, looking at the pile of bushes all night.

It's dawn.

Wu Xuan Zhenren sighed: "The flowers didn't bloom tonight." Let's go. ”

After returning to the wooden house, Wu Xuan Zhenren fell asleep, and the little Taoist priest also fell asleep.

By noon, the two woke up.

After waking up, Xu Ruoxue came in with two bowls of porridge: "Husband, real person, you two must be hungry, please drink a bowl of porridge." ”

"Real person, my cooking skills are much worse than Sister Xuanxian, so please ask the real person to go down."

Wu Xuan Zhenren took the porridge, took a sip, and sighed: "It's indeed too much worse than Xuan Xian, and it's a shame that you have been studying with her for a few months." ”

Xu Ruoxue's face turned red, and she asked, "Sister Xuanxian......"

Before she finished speaking, the little Taoist priest suddenly looked up at her. This eye was like electricity, extremely sharp, Xu Ruoxue immediately shut her mouth.

After drinking the porridge, Wu Xuan Zhenren took out two bottles of wine from under the bed and said, "Tianyizi, can you have a few drinks with me?" ”

Xu Ruoxue was about to say that drinking alcohol after dinner is not good for her body, but she heard the little Taoist priest say with a smile: "Okay, I'll get drunk with my uncle." ”

Xu Ruoxue took a rag, wiped the table, took a bowl, and poured wine.

After a bowl of wine in one gulp, Wu Xuan Zhenren asked, "How is it outside now?" ”

The little Taoist priest was silent, and he drank two bowls of wine in a row. Putting down the bowl, he burped and said, "Very bad! ”

"The yang ghost is shocked by the world. In just one month, there have been seven homicides, thirty-four dead, and I don't know how many followed. As soon as the news spread, the imperial court was shocked and ordered the Monk Lu Division and the Dao Lu Division to investigate the matter. After many twists and turns, after the death of eight monks, four Taoist priests, two gods, and a sorcerer, someone found the whereabouts of the yang ghost in Bangqiu Lake. ”

"So a big war! In that battle, the Sanglu Division did his best. A total of 36 Buddhist instruments are gathered, including nine Buddhist treasures. There are fifty-five monks, of whom thirty-one are eminent monks. Among these people are me, Master Zhenyuan, and Master Wude! With such power in hand, and then with mental calculation or unintentional, even I think that the yang ghost is in a catastrophe. ”

Unexpectedly, in the battle of Bangqiu Lake, all the monks died, and they all died very miserably. The killing! Blood flowed into the lake, and half of the lake was stained red. ”

"The Yang Ghost was also seriously injured. At the last moment, Master Zhenyuan fought with his life and asked me to summon divine thunder. ”

"I successfully summoned the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which is the Yang Ghost in the middle."

Speaking of this, the little Taoist priest looked at Wuxuan Zhenren fixedly.

The wine in the real bowl began to fluctuate, moving more and more violently, and in the end, most of the bowl of wine was spilled.

Tilting his head and pouring the wine in the bowl into his mouth, Wu Xuan Zhenren hissed and asked, "What's wrong with her?" ”

The little Taoist priest sighed deeply and said, "She was hit hard again, but she still survived under the divine thunder." ”

"She was so angry that she wanted to kill me. I was closing my eyes and waiting to die, when Ruoxue rushed over and hugged me. But she didn't kill me and left. ”

Wu Xuan Zhenren asked, "Then where is she now?" ”

The little Taoist priest shook his head: "No one can know." Maybe she's gone into hiding and recuperating from her injuries, or maybe she's still wandering around with a lantern. In short, she is alive. No one knows what she came out of, and she continues to kill the world. No one knows who else in this world can stop this killing! ”

Wu Xuan Zhenren got up, walked out of the wooden house, looked at the small swamp, and said in an astringent voice: "Hey, it's okay for her to die under the divine thunder, it's even better." Why didn't she die? She didn't die, but she suffered her and me even more. ”

The little Taoist priest stood behind him, only to feel panicked in his heart, and he was extremely uncomfortable. He had countless things he wanted to ask and say, but he didn't dare to ask or say them.

Wu Xuan Zhenren was silent for a long time: "If you want to ask, just ask!" So far, what am I hiding? What else is there to hide? ”