Zeng Changqing was almost mad, this person's words were not inferior, although he didn't spit out a dirty word in his mouth, but he really insulted the immortal Dao that he admired piously in his heart.

Xu Changchang is also a little unbearable, since he got off the mountain gate, ordinary people are all respectful, but this young man has never had the slightest respect for the immortal family, not only that, but also obstructed them in every way, without the slightest humility.

Damn, damn it.

Xu Changyuan scolded in his heart and made a decision faintly.

"Please move the two senior brothers for the time being, and let me and Xianggong say a few words alone." Tie Xinlan, who had been silent from the beginning, suddenly spoke.

Zeng Changqing and Xu Changyuan glanced at each other, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, the bride called them senior brothers, and their intentions were self-evident, and it seemed that this matter could be settled.

Originally, they could wait until tomorrow, Tie Xinlan finished taking care of the things at home, and then waited for Tie Xinlan to come to the door to find it in person, but they were afraid that the matter would be delayed, and this talented flower of tomorrow would be persuaded by the family to go back, so they couldn't wait to visit late at night.

Finally the cause and effect landed, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief, being able to recruit such a handsome man for the master is not only beneficial to the master, but they can also get a rich reward for each.

The two of them touched the ground on tiptoe and swept backwards, and with a stroke of their cuffs, the two doors closed, and the wind and rain were cut off, and the new house with red silk and colored satin returned to tranquility again.

Tie Xinlan moved the chair, sat beside Shen Yushan, grabbed the young man's hand, carefully picked out the fragments of the wine cup that pierced his fingers, and pulled out a red handkerchief from his placket and bandaged it carefully.

"Does it hurt? Why do you not cherish yourself so much? ”

This scene, how similar it is, from childhood to adulthood, Shen Yushan was accidentally injured, Tie Xinlan carefully helped him deal with his wounds, and every small scar on his body was deeply engraved with such a memory.

"Can you tell me why?"

The bare hands were frustrated, and then continued to be casually carefully wrapped and tied in a concentric knot.

"You just think I'm longing for it."

Tie Xinlan raised her head, Shen Yushan lowered her head, and the depths of each other's clear eyes reflected each other's shadows.

"Where's your daddy?"

"I will come back to see him often, cultivator, there should be no shortage of a few silver coins."

"So...... What about me? ”

“…… I'm sorry, forget about me. ”

Shen Yushan laughed miserably: "If you go today, I will become everyone's laughing stock from now on." Xinlan, you are so ruthless, I remember the humiliation that the Gu Immortal Sword Sect and you gave me. ”

"Hehe, you can remember it if you want." Tie Xinlan stood up, clapped her hands and smiled.

"Aren't you afraid of my future revenge?" Shen Yushan saw that Tie Xinlan didn't take it to heart at all, and became more and more ashamed.

Tie Xinlan walked to the door, looked back and smiled: "You, you're not such a person. ”

The door opened, and the wind and rain poured in.

"Wait."

Tie Xinlan was about to step out, and suddenly her figure was stunned when she heard the words.

"Remember to bring an umbrella."

Tie Xinlan hesitated slightly, but finally shook her head with a smile, and her figure disappeared behind the door.

"No, you don't."

The two big red lanterns with happy words on the door have been extinguished by the wind and rain, just like Shen Yushan's tragic newlywed.

The hazy and yellow candle flame, as if there was a soul in the heart, was extinguished suddenly, and the inside and outside of the house were completely connected into a condensed pitch black.

Vaguely in the wind and rain.

Silent and silent.

……

……

The next day, the news spread.

Countless people flocked to Qiaozhen, just to get a wisp of immortal fate from the Gu Immortal Sword Sect, but only one girl was picked out, but that girl was actually the wife of the Shen family Erlang of the City God Temple, and the cave house was not completed, so the people ran away.

The news gradually fermented, and countless versions were derived.

At noon, there was a new story to be shared, and I heard that the bride who had run away went home to say goodbye to her father, and prepared a lot of money, but her hands were red, but she couldn't knock on the door of her mother's house.

In the upper reaches of the Qing River, a dragon head building boat, Tie Xinlan leaned on the railing, overlooking Qiao Town, Daddy refused to see her, scolded her and begged her to cry her, but he couldn't persuade her back, so he simply drove her away, and he didn't give birth to this daughter.

Even so, Tie Xinlan may never have a reason to come back.

As soon as his hand reached in, he dragged something from Xiubai's neck, which was a red rope decorated with a sleeping fox wood carving.

The fox carved from wood is sleeping soundly, vividly, faintly breathing up and down, as if alive.

Tie Xinlan held the wood carving in her hand, and her palms trembled slightly.

"Ancestor, I'...... Am I really the Qingqiu Fox Fairy......"

The oars tossed, and the boat sailed upstream, quickly disappearing into the thin morning mist.

……

……

Shen Yushan did not eat for three days, and only drank water.

Ask your uncle, who is good at physiognomy and divination, to help you choose a good day and auspicious time, eat a full meal, bathe and change clothes, turn out the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures left by your grandfather, and copy books to meditate.

Stay in the dead of night, all silent.

The young man put down Zhu Hao's pen, the candle flame was extinguished in the depths of his dark eyes, and he said in a low voice:

"Drink the order, Linyuan."

In the blink of an eye, the fog spreads, and the sky and the earth change.

It seems to be at the bottom of a cramped well, and it is as if it is in an endless abyss, with a tearing and sharp wail in my ears, and the hell is nothing more than that.

It's still the familiar place, it's still the familiar stench.

Shen Yushan turned around, facing the rotten man who melted into the walls of the boulder, with a tone of determination.

"I want to cultivate immortals!"