readx; Chapter 15: What the hell

It's still the same day, and the blue is scary before the rainy season; The cloud is still the same cloud, white as marshmallows; The bird is still the same bird......

Lin Zhiqing coughed lowly: "Abandon Hong, I said that you are not suitable for writing poetry." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

I closed my mouth and glanced at him, then turned my head to greet him: "Hey, isn't this the prince of Zhongyin of the Bai Ze clan, why do you have time to come here today?"

The smile on my face seemed to be fake, and I pondered that with the way I greeted me just now, the tone and tone of my voice and tone could be opened in Changtai, the imperial capital.

Zhong Yin's little face turned white, after all, he was thirty thousand years younger, not as thick-skinned as me: "I'll come to see you, thirteen." ”

He is always so honest and doesn't know how to prevaricate. Thinking back to my slippery and tricky temperament, maybe I raised it when I followed the eighth senior sister to set up a stall opposite the largest green building in the mortal world at that time. Every time I think of this, I always have to sigh and sigh, you have what the eighth senior sister said back then, what else do you want to see, it's just that yours is not as big as them. Do you still want to humiliate yourself?

The eighth senior sister has a very straight temperament, and she is not shy about speaking. The only time to restrain is when she sees the master silent, she will suddenly speak softly and stop making messy jokes. At that time, I was still ignorant, but I just thought that if only the master could look at the eighth senior sister all the time, she would always be so ladylike.

When the eighth senior sister said this, we were setting up a stall on the street, and the bustling Xiangche BMW was talking about the Hualou Chunyuan opposite us, as if it was calling something. I've been talking about this name for a long time, and I always feel that I've seen it in a book, or that this one has a branch in all of Kyushu. Fortunately, there was no one on the street at the time, so I was spared the embarrassment. The two of us have changed into men again, except for the beautiful girl who came to count the marriage and the street gangster who licked the blood with a knife on his face, only the girl opposite can be seen on weekdays.

"Oh, Prince Lao. Wuyang: Okay, very good. I squinted at a purple daylily for a moment and said.

"I know you're not good," his voice was low, painful and serious, "you've fallen into karma when you're casting your spell, and if I hadn't arrived at the time, you'd have fallen into the path of demons and become demons." I've got to watch over you. ”

I think it was probably because I had been staring at that Zixuan for too long just now, so the words became much softer when I said them, and he couldn't hear what I was saying and drove him away. Naturally, I knew that I was stuck in karma, and it was not a light karma. Karma is simply the curse of every god, and once you fall into it, it means that you are not far from falling. However, it is not easy for the Phoenix clan to survive since stealing the spirit grass, and when they are five hundred years old, they have to go through a heavenly fire to cleanse themselves of their evil spirit, and they are truly reborn as an immortal fetus. After surviving, it will be much easier to experience the heavenly fire again, and it can also make oneself purer and more immortal. So, this karma is just a big deal for me.

I touched my nose and was about to refuse, I really can't afford this person to get bigger and bigger.

Lin Zhiqing turned around and said to me, "Let this prince stay." ”

I stared at him blankly, I didn't know what he meant, did he still show favors, did he care about me?

Lin Zhiqing had seen enough of a gray-blue bird in the distance, and turned around and entered the Yanhua Cave.

So our prince Zhongyin stayed in a daze. However, the most amazing thing is that since he stayed, I have been idle like a rich lady. During the day, I watched Prince Zhongyin inspect Ah Mao, and Du Du Xiu recuperated and recuperated. The two of them took turns cooking, one day it was a plain pulp, and the other day it was a fat hare.

I was bored, so I had to go through the notebook for many days until I had read all the looted inventory.

Due to the consistency of the book and the above, I successfully formed an alliance with this little prince of Zhongyin. Occasionally, when I cook, I will also cook some sumptuous dishes, in order to raise Ah Mao for nothing.

Ah Mao was always not very happy, I had to look at his green shirt standing with his hands in his hands and sigh with the sunset. Sometimes, I think it's really my fault, and for more than 200 years, I've always wanted to save him, whether it's going to the sky or digging three feet into the ground, I want to do my best. I soaked his body in blood, and the three souls and seven spirits were gathered in the magic weapon made of jade souls. The jade soul is good-looking, but it is very cold. I thought that if I had been immersed in a cold place all the year round, and I was not allowed to spit out a fireball to keep warm, I would probably feel that life was better than death, and I wished that I would die sooner.

I wanted him to live, but I never asked him if he wanted to live.

I told Zhong Yin about this, Zhong Yin pinched the scar on my wrist distressedly, a furrow that would have been red and swollen on a rainy day, but it was a little itchy in his hand: "Hmm, is this how it bleeds?" he asked suspiciously.

"Well, what else?" I said.

He took out a five-fold fruit and pressed it on my wrist, and recited a sentence: "I thought you would be like the stupid girl in the book, feeding your heart every day." ”

I wondered: "What you read in the book is really accurate, could it be that she has also encountered a great favor like me?"

"You took the blood of your heart to nourish his soul?" the little prince frowned for a moment.

I watched as the five scars turned into a trickle into the wound I had cut out to bleed, and a new layer of flesh grew out to repair the scar. Originally, the immortal fetus was godlike, and it was not easy to leave scars on his body, but I used a first-class divine soldier and bleeded for nearly a hundred years to leave such an ugly scar.

"Well," I said flatly, "the soul of the first seven days and the last seven **** needs to be raised by the blood of a god, but fortunately I am a god." The blood medicine that has only been stopped for him in the last few days. ”

I saw that Zhong Yin had taken out nearly ten Wuzi in the past few days, and he was the one who saved Zhiqing and gave me an insignificant scar on my wrist to eliminate the scarring, thinking that Wujizi was not as rare as it was legendary. So I spoke again: "Zhong Yin, you teach me the trick of eliminating scars, and give me another five-fold fruit fruit." ”

He stared at me for a moment and said, "I can teach you the trick, but the five tricks are gone." These ten pieces that have been knotted for nearly 30,000 years have been used. ”

It took 30,000 years to bear ten fruits, and I had a hunch that it would be a great favor. For example, when the master resigned from the final examination of the year, the third senior brother showed me a few papers, and I invited him to the mortal world for a few drinks; For example, the lioness invited me to eat a few fresh fruits, and I crepe a few sentences, "The night is like water to fall asleep, and the mountains are full of stars pressing clear branches", "I don't have an appointment to spend the night and a half, and I hold the pig's paws and hear the sound of the flute" or something to return her, Zhiqing said that my poems are unsightly, but fortunately, the lioness does not dislike it, and she also agrees with my statement that secretly eating pig's trotters in the middle of the night is very sweet, and both sides are very happy......

The most important thing in repaying the favor is that both sides are happy, and no one feels that they have suffered a loss, or they are willing to suffer this loss...... I came up with such a famous and philosophical assertion when I was seven hundred years old, but I have always practiced it in the wines and pleasures...... It's really hard to sustain such a big personal affection all of a sudden......

I sighed wistfully.

But I heard Zhong Yin's intermittent and earnest instructions: "What about that scar in your heart...... On weekdays, the placket is covered, which does not affect your good looks...... Probably only your husband has seen it...... But the person who is willing to be your husband will definitely not want you because of the scar on your heart......"

I think so.

He looked at Zitian wistfully for a while: "I don't know if I have this chance......"

I suspect that I heard it wrong, and after I saved Ah Mao, he never said anything like I want to marry you and I like you, and today I don't know how to say it suddenly,...... And slightly obscene.

He said again: "Thirteen, your eyes are on Lin Zhiqing. ”

I turned my head to take a closer look at him, he was still sitting in the night breeze, still so chic and self-sufficient, but the brocade clothes that had not been changed for a long time showed a little wrinkles, with his expression of crying and asking why...... It's really heart-wrenching.

I also looked at the Seven Star Beidou for a while, and whispered: "If there is a chance, why don't you try......"

His eyes were shining, and he swept over like a wolf that had found its prey: "Thirteen, are you serious?"

I was annoyed by his happy and cautious expression, and nodded carelessly with my forehead: "You said you like it, just wait, if I can't help him become an immortal, if he is no longer a Mao ......"

I stopped talking, only looked at a few stars that were as cool as water and as jade, and then returned to Yanhua Cave.

A hundred years after that.

I have never owed half of the love of Zhongyin Shenjun again, but it is difficult for me to pay off this predecessor in my previous life.

I had a little headache and propped up my head, playing with an old fan in my hand, the tears on my face had already dried up, and I had shed so much for him, and it should be gone.

Angry.

Suddenly, he felt a figure dangling in front of him, and suddenly remembered that he had been hanging Jiuzhuo and singing for a long time, and half-opened his eyes: the green crow-colored Shenjun stood in front of him with his eyebrows lowered, and he was holding a little green fairy in his hand. Looking at their expressions, they look a little like father and son.

"You're awake. He said.

"Hmm. ”

"Wuyang, can I only wear these green clothes until autumn, and I will change into those yellow and clear clothes in autumn?" I was asked by him.

"Hmm...... Theoretically," I thought for a moment, "but there is a tree in the north called the northern parasite, which is green and smoking, and you can change your clothes." "I slowly enlightened this somewhat cynical-looking sycamore.

Sometimes people are just not satisfied, they don't admit their accounts, they know that the facts are in front of them, and they still think about some turnarounds, accidents and miracles. However, it is important to know that accidents are often happening, but turnarounds are not common, and miracles are even less common. Changge's clothes are so, and so is Lin Zhiqing.

"Is there any magic that can change the clothes of us tree fairies?" he asked.

I looked at the tree cave for a long time, and my nosebleed was about to be forced back before I lowered my head and shook it again: "In addition to practicing for more than 20,000 years, I can do whatever I want...... Or not. ”

"But I can cast a spell to speed up the four seasons of your body, and at that time, you may be able to reach the realm of one day of tender green, one day of dark green, one day of yellow and one day of gray. I added sincerely.

Changge looked depressed and tight, looked at it for a while, my eyes were low, and I said, Wuyang, you have a good rest, and it is gone.

I sighed, "It's like your son, it seems that it is still useful to hang a portrait." ”

Jiuzhuo's face turned white and he didn't say anything.

After a long time, I rubbed my eyes and touched my face, the Divine Monarch in front of me was motionless, I was sleepy, and it was not good to fall asleep directly, so I had to dry my mouth and said, "Is there anything else going on with the Nine Burning Gods?"

After thinking about it, it seemed that he promised to let others sleep in the tree hole, and it seemed a little unkind if he didn't move at the moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he felt a headache, and he couldn't move and said vaguely: "Nine burns to God and return my cave to me for half a day, I'll take it slowly." ”

He said that, but he had already risen.

Shangshen didn't say anything on his face, and said lightly: "He, what are you going to do?"

I looked at Jiuzhuo, and this kid Zhong Yin was actually noticed by Jiuzhuo. Maybe Jiuzhuo didn't know what he had to do with me, so he touched his nose and said simply: "Well, when he asks me to look suitable, I'll return the favor." ”

"What if he asks you to marry him?" said God.

I looked at Jiuzhuo with a biased face, today's gods are very strange, shouldn't it be that the water and soil are not adapted, what is the fever? I am entangled with Zhong Yin, although I am impatient, but in the end it is also the bane of my work, how can I look like I touched his brow?

Blinking his eyes and not understanding, he still answered truthfully: "Although I haven't had any peach blossoms for tens of thousands of years, I really owe Zhong Yin Shenjun a great favor, but I don't have the intention of being small." Zhong Yin Shenjun already has a family, and he thinks that he will have good news in a few years. I can only do what I can to repay him, and marriage is not one of them. ”

These words are high-sounding, and I admire myself a little bit, and I can still speak so eloquently. I've seen a lot of embarrassing scenes over the years, and I've always been so uplifting, as if I'm really a pure-hearted fairy with few desires, and I don't care about anything. All flowers are paid for water, and three thousand mortals are all nothing.

The god in raven-colored green clothes stood for a long time: "Yangyang, you can sleep." I have something to do, so I'll go first. ”

I was half-sitting and half-lying, took a nap, answered the word in a daze, and fell asleep on the couch.