Huangtian City, Que Pavilion.

This is the house where the leader of Moling lives, from the outside it looks magnificent, in fact, the furniture and ornaments inside are very ordinary, but the area of this house is a bit ridiculously large, if the walls, pillars, or something are all smashed, all the rooms are opened, and it is estimated that a football game will be held.

It's not so much that it's quiet here, but it's so cold that people can't cry out in the big living room, and maybe there will be an echo...... Of course, Shang Lingxue wouldn't do this, but sometimes she would think that if Wang Xu came here one day, with this guy's character, it would be possible to learn to shout from Tarzan of the Apes for a while.

Someone on the long porch came on foot, and a woman's voice sounded outside the door: "Lord, it's not good. Her voice trembled slightly, and she didn't know whether she was scared or panicked.

Shang Lingxue replied very calmly: "The ghost king wants to see me, right?" Let him in. ”

"Yes......" She didn't ask why the Lord knew what she hadn't yet said, but quickly left.

About a little later, there was a knock at the door.

"Please come in." Shangling Snow Trail.

The Ghost King opened the door, a little incredulous at what he saw at first sight. Lord Shang Lingxue of Moling, the "seven" of the year, is now wrapped in a mink coat, sitting by a stove, holding a small bowl in his left hand, holding a pair of chopsticks in his right hand, and staring at a pot of unknown meat boiling on the stove with his eyes.

He closed the door, walked over by himself, moved a stool, sat opposite Shang Lingxue, and slowly said with that seemingly innate sad temperament: "Snake? ”

"Hmm...... I personally went out to catch it. She replied, and two seconds later, as if remembering something, looked up and added, "I won't give it to you." ”

The Ghost King looked at Shang Lingxue with an extremely complicated look, and finally sighed: "I didn't expect that when I see you again in many years, you will say something that senior brother would only say." ”

Shang Lingxue picked up a piece of snake meat, blew lightly, and then put it in her mouth, a blush quickly flew up her moving cheeks, followed by a satisfied look, and it seemed that she was almost full of burps.

After enjoying the delicious taste, she replied, "Years later? We've seen it before? ”

The ghost king said: "I'm 'four', don't you remember?" ”

"I don't remember, I forgot everything before I joined Moling." Shang Lingxue smiled and said, "What? You and I are old flames? ”

The Ghost King's tone became colder and colder: "You are really becoming more and more like my senior brother." ”

She asked, "Senior brother who opened your mouth and closed your mouth, shouldn't it be Wang Xu?" ”

The Ghost King sighed again: "It seems that you really don't remember anything......"

Shang Lingxue also said at this time: "I'm not interested in the past, I value it...... Only the future. ”

"Not interested?" The ghost king actually snorted coldly: "Your future and past, the bond has never been severed, and the temperament of the soul has always remained the same, even if you think you are different, even if you have deceived yourself to this point, but in my eyes, you can ...... a little excited" He gradually became a little excited: "You are still the 'seven', in this world, I want to ...... the most And the only soul I want to get rid of......"

Shang Lingxue continued to eat snake meat, looking leisurely: "Oh? So, not a lover, but an enemy? Then how did I get a grudge against the Ghost King? ”

The ghost king sat up straight and returned to his original calm appearance: "The purpose of my trip is to be afraid that you will have a bad memory and forget what you did back then, so I will tell you in person." ”

"How do I know if what you're saying is true or false? With your cultivation, I can't read your memory at all, in case the purpose of your trip ...... Actually, it's here to make up a story? ”

"I never lie." This is his answer, and it is a creepy truth.

"Okay, then I'll listen to it, what kind of story can you make up about the ghost king who 'never lies'." Shang Lingxue had already finished eating the snake meat and was ready to drink the soup.

The ghost king said: "Those memories are already in your own heart, I will start from the beginning, maybe you will remember it yourself." He sorted out his thoughts and spoke again: "In the last years of the Warring States Period, the seven heroes stood side by side, and the princes competed for power. My master, Guiguzi Wang Xu, has spent more than 150 years in the human world, and his knowledge and skills are beyond the reach of others. After many years of apprenticeship in Guigu, he no longer left traces in the world, hiding the mountain gate with Taoism, and comprehending the heavenly machine.

One year, Master visited a friend on Mount Tiantan, and on his way home, he found a baby in the mountain. The baby was lying in the tiger's den, but the beast did not hurt him, and the master calculated that the child was destined for him—very similar, very good, very gained, very lost. This fate is exactly the same as when Master himself was born. Master thinks that this is an enlightenment given to him by God, indicating that his time in the world is probably short, and this child is the person who has been given to him by God. So, the master brought him back to the Ghost Valley, raised him, and gave him all his mantle.

Ten years later, I entered Master's Mountain Gate, when I was seven years old, and Senior Brother Wang, who was already ten years old, still couldn't speak. ”

Shang Lingxue interrupted at this time: "Wait, the senior brother Wang you are talking about should be Wang Xu's previous life, in this life, he and Guiguzi have the same name and surname, which is fate, but at that time, it is impossible for him to use the same name as the master, you haven't said what his name is." ”

The ghost king said: "Call a fool." ”

"Huh?" She had to ask, because the Ghost King's answer sounded like a joke.

The ghost king is actually very serious: "Master is a strange person, he said, since he is not the child's parents, he has no right to name it, as an adoptive father, this child can follow his surname Wang, and when the senior brother grows up, it is up to him to decide what he likes to call him." ”

"Then why are you called a fool?"

"Senior Brother and I are considered closed disciples, but there are other ordinary disciples in the Guigu Sect, what do you ask them to call a child who can't speak at the age of ten?"

Shang Lingxue slapped the table: "Is that what you can call a fool?!" ”

The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, "Oh, you can call it, right?" Of course, he couldn't have said that, just think about it.

"I have always respected my senior brother, and I have never called him that, and those who call him a fool know how smart and talented my senior brother is. Those mediocre people, after seeing that I was Zhao Guo****, thought that I was talented and would become a great weapon, but in fact, in my opinion, compared with my senior brother, I am more like a fool. The ghost king seemed to recall the past, and couldn't help but sigh with some emotion: "The master calls the two of us to teach together every day, and he always asks me some questions during the period, even if I answer them fluently, I will not be praised, and the master has to praise the senior brother after the lecture every day."

At first, I inevitably thought that the master was biased, but after less than a year, I realized that even if the senior brother didn't say a word, his cultivation would be a rapid advance, and there would always be an insurmountable gap between me and him......

In the tenth year of the reign of King Qin, Master asked my brother and I to travel down the mountain on our own, when I was sixteen years old, and my brother was nineteen years old, but he still never said a word.

After I went down the mountain, I traveled around the world, visited famous people from all over the world, and looked for hidden friends in the mountains. And the senior brother ...... actually ran to the weak Yan Kingdom and became a beggar. It was also that year that he met you. ”