"Don't feel bad, wait a little longer, maybe I'll have to make you wait a little longer, and I'll come back to accompany you."

Now that the oil had run out, he had no scruples, and said something that sounded god-like.

Wang Xilou didn't understand, but when he was in the end, he liked to say something out of tune.

This guy just likes to tell fantasical jokes.

She smiled and said, "I will plant woody flowers in the yard, ten miles of fragrance, you will know where your home is when you look for the fragrance of flowers." ”

"You want me to come back by myself, aren't you going to pick me up?"

"You're too lazy, and you still want me to pick you up."

"Don't trouble Zao-kun, you're not an opponent of the immortals."

"If I can't beat him, I'm going to kick him!"

"It's a pity that I've been busy for a whole year, and I've been picking up for so long, and I thought I could see the flowers blooming in this yard."

"I take care of these flowers every year, and you can see them bloom when you come back."

"Are you doing it alone? Clumsy. ”

She glared at this guy in annoyance, it was all the last, and she had to hurt herself, it was really a beating.

Tears flowed quietly on her face, but Wang Xilou didn't seem to feel it at all, only felt that the hand she was holding was getting colder and colder, and she was at a loss.

The man took off his mask.

Wore it on her face.

"The way Wang Xilou is crying, I don't really want to see it." He laughs.

Through the two pupils of the mask, she saw the face of a young man, who was wearing the strange clothes they had met for the first time, and had a handsome smile.

"Sing me a tune." He said.

In a short time, a soft hum sounded in the courtyard.

That's nice to hear.

It's a pity that with a crying tone, few words are in tune.

"It's a terrible singing."

"Begging for a beating."

He turned into a sea of fireflies, dissipating between heaven and earth along with the mask on her face.

The yard was empty.

Wang Xilou found out that the home was so deserted.

She was stunned for a long time, for a long time, and then, as if nothing had happened, she swept the floor of the house, and went to dry the clothes again, and after drying the clothes, she filled the rice jar, because there was no one to make trouble, and these chores were quickly completed, and at noon she brought out all the food, and looked at the dishes and chopsticks placed on the opposite side of the table.

"Why did you make two bowls of rice......

She wanted to laugh at her confusion, but she couldn't stop crying.

A few days later, everyone in the neighborhood knew that the man in the Wang family, who always wore a mask, had passed away.

Wang Xilou was dressed in white, there was paper money floating in front of the door, Yang Zhutou, Shang Fuzi, and the nearby neighbors sighed, but Wang Xilou just smiled, gently and gently expressed his gratitude to everyone who came to mourn.

She said that the man didn't like her coldness, and he didn't like to see her cry, so it was better to smile and laugh more.

Since then, the flower shop has stopped selling flowers and has instead sold incense and candles.

The flowers in the yard can't be sold, so when he comes back, let him see if he can take care of them alone.

Can't be underestimated, no.

"Why is it just like him, he likes to talk nonsense."

She likes to listen to opera, and she also likes to hum by herself, not to mention that it's quite like that.

The spring equinox is here again, and the spring rain is like a crisp.

This Jiangnan is full of his traces.

The flowers in the yard bloomed, and the rain hit the petals and fell into the soil.

More than a hundred years later, Wang Xilou cultivated the seventh shadow and went to the territory of the stove king.

The battle lasted for more than half a month, and the mountains were half ice and snow and half lava.

Zao Jun's immortal mansion was also destroyed into ruins, and countless precious things were destroyed.

In the end, Wang Xilou was defeated, seriously injured and fled, and Zao Jun was at a loss, unwilling to continue to die.

In fact, he was also wounded in that battle, and it was not light.

This is the first time that a mortal dares to argue with an immortal, making such a violent noise, and finally successfully retreating.

Wang Xilou became completely famous in the first battle, and everyone in the rivers and lakes knew that there was a terrifying zombie living on the side of the Xiangjiang River.

She doesn't ask about mundane things, and she runs an incense and candle shop.

When asked why she had been staying by the Xiangjiang River, she said she was waiting for someone.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the story of the invincible great cultivator under the immortal has come to an end.

"Do you want to be my apprentice?"

She smiled at a certain child in that small mountain village.

……

Junsha, the modern city is very noisy at night, unless there is a strong wind, otherwise there is no starry sky in the sky.

Feng Wuli was stunned in the courtyard for a long time, and suddenly realized that he was back.

Almost closing his eyes over there, when he opened them again, he was back five hundred years later, and he hadn't even changed his seat.

Appeared directly in the yard.

He was still wearing clothes before he went back to the past, not the winter clothes that Wang Xilou made for him.

The lights on the second floor were on, and after a year there, he didn't turn a corner for a while, and thought about it for a long time.

Then he lifted his feet and went back upstairs.

The TV was on, the lights were on, but I couldn't see Wang Xilou watching TV on the sofa with his legs in his arms, and the living room was empty.

Empty.

It was so empty that he was a little flustered.

At this time, the toilet sounded with water, and he turned his head to look, and the little zombie pricked his head with a ball and walked out with a mop.

After seeing him, he was stunned: "Are you back?" ”

"Just came back...... What about mopping? ”

"Go and sit on the side and put your feet away."

"Oh."

Feng Wuli sat on the sofa, holding her legs, watching the little zombie mopping the floor, the ground was mopping reflectively, and the fan hanging on the top was whirring, she went to the toilet to wash the mop again, and walked out while wiping her hands, looking at Feng Wuli still looking at herself.

"Inexplicable."

Because the ground was wet, she was afraid of getting dirty on the ground, so she tiptoed a long step and finally jumped onto the sofa, where the wind was unreasonably shaken.

This guy is still staring at himself?

"Is there anything dirty on my face?"

The wind shook his head unreasonably.

"Then why are you staring at me?"

The living room was only the sound of the TV and the fan, and he felt like he could always hallucinate and hear the sounds of things that had happened five hundred years ago.

The two of them nested on the sofa in front of the TV, and there was a bad smell of wetness on the ground they had dragged over, and he passed a little, sat next to the little zombie, and turned his head to look at the TV.

"Three lives, three worlds, ten miles of peach blossoms? Do you still watch this? ”

"No turnarounds."

"Is it nice to sing by the river tonight?"

"Generally, I don't sing as well as Master."

"Awesome."

"What tone you are."

I was beaten.

Did Wang Xilou know that he was the person at that time? The wind is unreasonable and does not know.

Maybe you guessed it when you cultivated the ninth shadow to get the trillion eternal tribulation, or maybe you knew it at the first glance when you saw yourself.

No wonder he took himself as an apprentice, no wonder he was reluctant to take the right emperor away from him, no wonder he said that this place would be his home from now on.

"Wang Xilou, I'm back." He said.

Wang Xilou was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Didn't you come back a long time ago?" ”

"Nameless is gone, it's broken, and you can't get all nine shadows back."

Wang Xilou was silent for a while, and the two leaned together and watched TV quietly.

After a long time, she smiled and said, "That's it, it's okay, you're fine." ”

"The flowers in the yard are beautiful."

"Listen to Master?"

"Wang Xilou, Wang Xilou, Wang Xilou."

Another blow to the shoulder.

"It's still like this."

"You can't be gentle."

"Don't argue Master watching TV."

Feng Wuli was speechless, took out his mobile phone and played, the wall clock on the wall ticked and ticked, and suddenly, the person next to him threw himself into his arms and hugged him.

"What do you do......"

"Don't argue Master watching TV."

She didn't speak, she just hugged herself tightly, and spoke with a little trill.

Feng Wuli patted her back lightly and said gently, "Didn't I come back, and I came back a long time ago." ”

——

In Nanshan Temple, the crisp sound of wooden fish is still knocking.

quiver

quiver

quiver

Why didn't you come to call the little monk back