The Daxiong Treasure Hall is the main hall of the temple, there are monks who concentrate on practicing in the morning and evening, and there are countless pilgrims and believers who come and go to burn incense and kowtow, which is very lively.

On the thickest ridge beam of the main hall, Qi Ci sat cross-legged, half helpless and half annoyed: "Stubborn! ”

"You should have listened to me earlier, sat down on the Buddha statue, and I performed a stealth technique, and none of them could see it. In this way, one day can be worth ten days of incense, and your disease should be cured. ”

Don't look at Huo Rongdong as soft and weak, and his speech is gentle and soft, as if he has no temper, but in some things, he is as strong as a cow, and he can't pull it back.

It's like sitting in the Buddha's position and receiving incense from the believers, and she doesn't agree to it.

At the feet of the eighteen Arhats on both sides of the main hall, a woman wrapped in a quilt sat on the steps, half of her face buried in the quilt, revealing only a pair of rippling autumn pupils.

Of course, Huo Rongdong heard Qi Ci's words, she clasped her hands together, and her voice was muffled: "...... It's not a matter of stealth, I'm a mortal, mortal with flesh and bones, sitting in the Buddha's position is blasphemy against the gods and Buddhas, it's a big sin, and I'm going to be poked in the backbone, I can't hurt my son. ”

Qi Ci snorted coldly, and said in his heart, when you were in great trouble, the gods and Buddhas did not come to save you. But he finally respected Huo Rendong's wishes and remained silent.

The man changed his position, bent one long leg, his back against the beam, and his eyes unblinkingly looked at the woman praying devotionally below, his eyes following her.

Later in the evening, when the pilgrims in the temple were decreasing, Huo Rendong finally finished the day's treatment, and the two left after a meal in the dining hall.

"Childe, it really works! I've burned incense for a day, and now I feel much clearer. ”

"When did I lie to you? If you listen to me and sit on the Buddha's seat, you can run and jump now. ”

"Childe, don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want."

For months, Huo Honeysuckle searched for temples and Taoist temples with strong incense everywhere in the mortal world, bathing in incense to cure curses.

After a long time, in the face of all kinds of pilgrims, she was able to keep her face unchanged, and treat herself as if she did not exist, just like a tree and a stone in the temple.

The curse of the red pill was suppressed by the power of willingness, and it was gradually relieved, the symptoms improved, and the five senses recovered.

In addition, Huo Rongdong felt that her mood had also calmed down in the chanting and preaching day by day, and in just a few days, she looked down on the negative person Han Lu, as if this person did not exist.

Only the hatred for the Han family and the curse of Hongdan is endless.

On this day, after they finished bathing and burning incense from a Taoist temple where incense was flourishing, Huo Honeysuckle was already able to walk on his own, except that his body was a little weaker, and he looked no different from a normal person.

Qi Ci took her to a stop at a wonton stall next to the Taoist temple. The stall is small, leaning against a large locust tree on the corner, the hot pot is steaming, and there are a few old tables and benches in the stall.

The fat wontons in the big bowl floated in the thick soup, sprinkled with a little green onion, smelling the aroma, Huo Honeysuckle suddenly had an appetite.

The bench was greasy, but Qi Ci didn't dislike it at all, he sat down with his hands copied: "A bowl of wontons." ”

The shopkeeper answered the call behind the stove, and quickly cooked wontons, set bowls, and ordered soup.

Because the two of them only ordered a bowl of wontons, the stall owner was still a little curious after coming up, thinking about whose husband was so poor that he actually had a bowl of food with his wife.

After getting closer and seeing Huo Rongdong's appearance, the stall owner sighed secretly in his heart, thinking that if he got such a beautiful wife, let alone a night of wontons, it would be willing for her to eat and drink every day.

Qi Ci didn't know the stall owner's brain supplement at all, his face did not change, he reached out and pushed the bowl in front of the woman, and threw a few copper plates from his sleeve, which happened to fall into the stall owner's arms.

Huo Rongdong held the big bowl in his hand and asked quietly: "Childe, do you still have the ability to turn stones into gold?" ”

Qi Ci saw her excited eyes, and only felt funny: "What do you think, that's the money I exchanged in the city." Take a spirit stone casually, it is beautiful jade in the eyes of the pawnshop shopkeeper. The spell of turning stones into gold only appears in folk books, and it is just a trick, don't think about it. ”

Huo Rongdong replied in disappointment, lowered his head and concentrated on eating wontons.

When she was almost finished, Qi Ci suddenly pulled out a red thread from her sleeve.

The red thread swirled between Qi Ci's slender and white fingers, the colors were distinct, and his voice was faint: "The Han family chose you because you have no family and relatives alive, and your connection with the world is weak. The curse of the red pill makes people lose their sense of existence, no one knows it, no one reads it, and it is the day when it is completed. ”

He raised his phoenix eyes: "Stretch out your hand." ”

Huo Rongdong obediently stretched out her hands, and the next moment, her left hand was caught by him.

"Childe ......?"

"Don't move."

Qi Ci lowered his head and patiently wrapped the red thread around the end of the little fingers of the two. Huo Rongdong wanted to pull back, but he pinched it again, from this angle, she could only see his straight nose bridge and extremely curved forehead, and a few strands of white hair wrapped around the sides of the two of them, like whisking willow branches.

After a while, the thread was wound. Qi Ci waved his hand, and the part connected in the middle disappeared, leaving only the coil at the end of their respective little fingers, like a red ring, this is the immortal method.

"This is a thread taken from the Buddhist wishing tree, which has collected the wishes of local people for decades, and is considered a mascot. This line connects you and me, and when I remember you in the future, you will not disappear. With that, he got up and walked away, as if he had not noticed the ambiguity of the statement.

Covenants, tokens, promises.

Huo Rongdong shook his head and waved away the messy thoughts.

She touched it secretly, Qi Ci's hand was extremely hot, and with that red thread, it seemed to retain his hot body temperature just now.

"What are you doing sitting stupidly, we should go."

"Oh, here we are!"

She hid her hand in her sleeve and hurried along.

The two of them walked in the mortal realm, like two migratory birds that stayed for a short time, not blending into any place.

The longer Huo Rongdong spent with him, the more she found that she didn't know anything about Qi Ci.

He cultivates every day, and he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, but he is not as high as those immortal masters, even if he is to the vendors who set up stalls around him and the old farmers who farm the land, his attitude is as normal as ever.

But sometimes at the end of his cultivation, his face was as cold as a thousand years of ice, and no one should enter, and the Thunder Torture Sword circled around him, like a big killing weapon that was about to go berserk at any time.

Huo Rendong didn't know Qi Ci's life, and he didn't know what past he was experiencing. Therefore, she didn't know what kind of dangerous person she chose to follow.

In the eyes of others, how did she get out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den......

These days, they were walking through a mountain range, and the only sound of two people's footsteps in the open canyon was there.

Huo Rongdong felt that Qi Ci was not quite right since this morning, his face was gloomy, his body was full of irritable temperament, and he also accidentally crushed several dead trees.

It's like a pot that boils water and is about to boil.

Huo Rongdong was two steps behind him, looked at the man's back, and suddenly exclaimed: "Childe, you are bleeding!" ”

The cuffs of the robe were already stained with blood, but the fabric was dark so that it was not obvious.

She walked a few steps quickly to check, but Qi Ci's face changed greatly, she covered her left shoulder, gritted her teeth and shouted: "Don't follow, stay away from me!" ”

Huo Rendong was yelled at and paused, but Qi Ci turned around and ran away directly, disappearing into the canyon without a trace in an instant.

He forced his breath, his face turned pale, beads of sweat rolled down his jaw, and the bruises on his forehead burst out. In addition to the blood stains on the left shoulder, there are also foreign objects wriggling under the fabric, protruding left and right, very terrifying.

Qi Ci found a hidden forest and used the Thunder Punishment Sword to give himself two blows without hesitation. Zizi's thunder light suppressed evil exorcism, he sat in the ten directions of the thunder light array and was struck by lightning, and he couldn't even see his body, such an inhuman pain could only barely suppress the toxins in his body.

Qi Ci's cultivation has actually reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Period, which can be described as a half-step primordial infant. With his aura reserves, he can get married at any time and advance to the level, but because of the poison in his body, he doesn't dare to cross the catastrophe easily.

Because once he makes a mistake, he will become the most tricky demon in the cultivation realm.

The real irrational, cannibal-eating and blood-drinking, righteous enemy.

Previously, when he strengthened the Demon Seal, he could wipe out all the hundreds of monks who had fallen into the demon with the power of one person; When he is polluted into the demon, the cultivation realm will have to pay a greater price if it wants to kill him.

Qi Ci lay on his back on the grass, looking at the blue sky in front of him in a daze.

There was not a cloud above him, but the bright sunlight could not penetrate the darkness of the woods, only leaving a broken spot of light on him.

The Thunder Sword was thrown aside, dusty. The electric light in the ten squares had been extinguished, leaving only a scorched black place. Qi Ci felt the restlessness in his body gradually subside in the severe pain, like a dormant beast temporarily retreating.

Although he managed to survive another poison hair, the progress of the demon has increased significantly. According to the old men in the Tianyan Sect, he had already stepped on the entrance of the demon cultivator with one foot, and he was half a dead man.

Qi Ci closed his eyes, forget it, so be it. He was exhausted.

His whole body seemed to be fished out of sweat, his hair and clothes were soaked, and he was clinging to his body to reveal a slender and thin figure.

His clothes were in disarray in the struggle, and there was a crimson scar on his white and broad chest. The wound was covered with blood, cracked from his left shoulder, and did not heal for a long time, but with his breathing, it gradually spread to his arm, like the root of a tree growing.

In the silence of the jungle, the man slept on the ground, unguarded.

After a while, a gentle footstep appeared, slowly approaching the motionless man.

Huo Rongdong was carrying a burden and carrying a simple straw basket in her hand, she found Qi Ci's location by mistake, but she didn't know whether to step forward or not.

The roar he had heard before was still in his ears, it should have reached some critical juncture, and it was very dangerous around him.

But Huo Rongdong couldn't abandon his benefactor and stay away, just like he didn't abandon her in the first place.

The woman knelt lightly on the ground, setting aside the straw basket, and she picked up the coat he had thrown on the ground, and shook it to put it on for him. But as soon as his hand reached out, he was grabbed by a hand, and the person who came had a lot of strength and couldn't resist at all.

"Ahh

The huge force pulled her forward, and Huo Rongdong's whole person spun around, and was pressed on the grass by Qi Ci.

The whites of the man's eyes turned red, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent: "What are you going to do?" ”