Months have passed in the blink of an eye...

Wen Ruyu went out during the period and retrieved the core of the paulownia wood that was refined by the trustees.

In the ashram at this time.

A Yanshu puppet custom-made according to Wen Ruyu's body shape ratio of 1:1 stood in front of the altar, while the original owner Wen Ruyu was wearing a Yanshu mask and holding a talisman pen to draw Yanshu rune seals on his body.

Ji Bo often watched quietly in the corner, and under the light of the candlelight, his face flickered brightly and darkly, as if he had something on his mind......

Wen Ruyu glanced at him, and urged with a little coquettishness in her helplessness: "Husband, don't just look at it, come and help." ”

"Okay~"

Ji Bochang also came back to his senses in response, stepped forward to hold her waist with one hand, and held her pen-holding Ye Yi with the other hand to help him share the pressure.

Although the cost of trial and error in refining the 'Mirror Flower' puppet is high, there are sufficient auxiliary materials for backup, and it is now in the final stage.

Although it was refined by two people, the handwriting was calm, and the steps such as outlining the Yanshu rune and injecting mana were completed in one go, and the cooperation was very tacit.

As the last stroke fell, the outlined Yanshu rune seal also disappeared, and the 'Mirror Flower' puppet that was supposed to be a dead thing seemed to be injected with vitality, revealing bursts of spiritual light...

"Done!!"

Wen Ruyu put down the talisman pen in her hand, took off her mask, and found a piece of clothing from the storage bag, and put it in front of the 'Mirror Flower' puppet to check whether it fits.

"Does this look good?"

"Isn't this one a little thin?"

"Where's this one?"

It took two years to finally refine the hope of birth, her voice trembled slightly, and it was difficult to hide the joy on her charming cheeks.

"It's good-looking, it's all good-looking."

Ji Bochang only smiled, and then said mysteriously: "However, there is a better looking thing for the husband, although it is not a magic robe, but I think it should be suitable for it." ”

With that, he found a Luo skirt with blue trim on a white background from the storage bag and handed it over.

"Huh?"

Wen Ruyu glanced at him in surprise, took Luo's skirt and put it in front of the 'Mirror Flower' puppet to inspect it.

I found that the skirt of this skirt was slightly shorter than the ordinary Luo skirt, and even exposed part of the ankle, but instead of a little frivolous, there was a little more indescribable clarity.

"It's really suitable~"

She was full of joy and tested it, and then she seemed to think of something, and muttered with a faint expression: "Why didn't I know that my husband still had such skills? ”

"There's so much you don't know."

"Hmph..."

"Hahahaha."

Seeing that she seemed to be a little angry, Ji Bo smiled and took a bite on her lips, explaining: "Its shape and appearance are designed for the husband, and the husband naturally knows what clothes it wears to look good." ”

After that, he seemed to think of something, and chuckled in his ear: "Even those socks you wear on weekdays are from your husband's hand. ”

"You ......"

Wen Ruyu instantly thought of his quirks and tricks at some time when he heard this, and when he glanced at him like a fire, he blamed him with coquettishness: "The sky is blue and the sky is white, but you are not allowed to talk nonsense." ”

"Hahahaha~"

Ji Bo couldn't help laughing when he saw his shyness, but instead of the slightest restraint, he stepped forward and got a little closer.

"Hmm......"

Wen Ruyu struggled for a while, but she couldn't escape the devil's mouth, but her eyes were blurred, and the mist gradually appeared, and then she slowly catered to it.

For a long time, the lips parted...

Ji Bo saw that the beauty in his arms was already in love, and he knew that the time was ripe, so he guided her to hold the altar.

"Baby, ......"

"Husband... Husband..."

Wen Ruyu said with a trembling voice: "It's daylight, and this is still the altar, shall we change places?" ”

"What's wrong with the altar?"

Ji Bochang continued to guide her unmoved, and after a few light pecks on her pink neck, he said softly and comfortingly: "The altar is reserved for her husband and mother, and if her old man knows that we have become dependents, even the spirit in heaven should also feel gratified." ”

Wen Ruyu bit her lower lip lightly, and then seemed to think of something again, touched his cheek, and murmured with tenderness in her eyes: "That... That's not an example..."

Ji Bochang was slightly stunned, as if he had sensed something, nodded and smiled: "Okay, don't take it as an example..."

…………………

Early the next morning.

Ji Bo often turned sideways in a sleepy mood, habitually wanting to hug his wife beside him, but his arm stretched out, but he hugged him empty...

Then he opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw that there was no one beside him, the drowsiness disappeared instantly.

He was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he stood up, got dressed, and got out of bed.

Standing in front of the ashram door...

There was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.

When he opened the door and found that the quiet room had been cleaned up and there was no puppet in sight, his breath stagnated, and the little hope he had left in his heart was shattered...

He stood at the door of the ashram in a daze, looking a little dazed, as if he had no courage to step into the room.

Because he knows, Wen Ruyu, is gone.

The bubble that has been maintained for half a year has also broken...

Some time ago, Wen Ruyu went out and got back the core of the Tongxin wood that was refined by the trustees, and when she came back, she was not only commensurate with her husband, but also responsive, and she was a little untrue in her gentleness...

At that moment, he had a hunch that his wife had something to hide from him, and it was very likely that he couldn't interfere with it...

Then she tried again and again, and she did not refuse until yesterday in front of the altar.

Ji Bochang also became more convinced of his guess - she might be leaving!

I just didn't expect...

It will go so crisply, so fast.

He sat on the threshold with a lonely expression, and in the sunlight, the shadow curled up in a ball resembled a beast licking its wounds when it was wounded...

"I guessed she was hiding something from me, why didn't you ask?"

"I guessed she's leaving, why don't you try to keep her?"

"She called my husband yesterday, and left me today, how could she be so ruthless?"

Ji Bo often muttered in distraction, and then as if he had thought of something, a spirited person stood up from the threshold.

Wen Ruyu is definitely not a ruthless person!

Even if you go, you will definitely leave a letter!

He looked at the layout of the meditation room, his eyes fell on the altar, and when he saw that there seemed to be a piece of manuscript paper pressed under the Yanshu mask, his heart couldn't help but move, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pull it out.

"Husband, see the letter like a meeting..."

"I was already gone when you read this letter, please forgive me for saying goodbye..."

"Actually, I deceived you..."

"I'm not your mother's friend, I don't even know your mother, it's just that I only found your mother a sorcerer within the scope of the mountain gate, so I came to you to try my luck."

"Also, when you were designing the artwork for the 'Mirror Flower' puppet in the quiet room, I was actually watching you from the door, watching you hurt yourself, but I didn't stop it..."

"Am I being selfish?"

"Are you going to blame me?"

"It's useless to blame me, in fact, I have long seen that you have bad intentions, and you want to influence me and get closer to me, but I didn't refuse."

"I didn't tell you much about my past, because the cultivation world is very cruel, and I have only barely adapted to living in a 'mask' for decades, so I don't want to affect you more."

"In the past two years with you, I have tried to take off the 'mask' and live, and I feel very relaxed, more relaxed than ever before."

"The cultivation world is far from being as beautiful as you imagined, if I could, I would rather stay in the lonely city and live, and I hope you too..."

"The probability that the soul transfer technique will refine me and the 'Mirror Flower' puppet is actually only thirty percent, so you don't have to look for me, if possible, by the way, help me set up a clothed mound, write the tomb of my deceased wife Wen Ruyu, and then find two wives and concubines to live well."

"Husband, my heart is so chaotic that I don't even know what I'm writing and what I should write..."

"By the way, husband, I still owe you a personal favor, and it seems that I can't pay it back, but we are Taoist couples, you shouldn't blame me, right?"

"Husband, I still have a lot to say to you..."

"But I'm afraid that you will wake up and look for me and be caught by you, so be it......"

"Wife, Wen Ruyu left a book."

………………………

Ji Bochang held the letter in his hand and staggered out of the door of the quiet room.

When he found the recliner that had accompanied him for more than ten years, he was like a lonely old man with inconvenient legs and feet, and as if his bones had been sucked away, he fell softly on the recliner, and all that came to his mind was Wen Ruyu's joy, anger and sorrow...

Disciples of the foundation building period of Xianxia Mountain...

The seller has scraped together enough materials to refine the 'Mirror Flower' puppet, and he once said that he still owes others a favor...

And the core of the refining of Tongxin wood is obviously from the hands of others, so the human favor owed is likely to come from this...

Say that the probability of success in the refining of the soul transfer technique is less than thirty percent, so there is no need to look for each other, and persuade me to stay in the lonely city to live, and help erect a well-dressed mound by the way...

plus saying goodbye, and the helplessness revealed between the lines...

Can I assume that you don't want me to be in danger, and you have to leave? ’

Ji Bo often quietly looked at the words on the letter, such as 'don't look for me, live well', and the little dry tears, and didn't know what to think, and suddenly laughed out loud...

"Heh, I'm off ......"