After all, it is really strange, not long after, a fiery red shadow appeared in the gray-white wind, this red shadow is particularly conspicuous in the gray-white, like a red flower blooming in the desert, although small, but extremely dazzling, it dragged the wind gradually smaller, the stones and dust in the wind fell one after another, and finally the leaves and dust inside also slowed down and fell to the ground.

At this time, I saw that in the center of the original wind, there were two figures, one red and one green, I couldn't see it really, just vaguely like two human figures, the two shadows of red and white kept spinning and rotating, and they rotated very fast, so fast that they couldn't distinguish the colors, and only saw a gray shadow rotating rapidly there.

Just as this gray shadow was spinning for an unknown amount of time, with them as the center, the wind slowly became stronger again, and seeing that there was a tendency to grow stronger, everyone present no longer cheered, no longer happy, but reverted to fear and worry—what if there was another wind as strong as just now? Everyone present was probably going to be swept into the eye of the wind and torn to pieces!

At this moment, one of his companions could not sit still, and rushed up with an iron pickaxe against the wind.

Yue Jinlin shouted, "Don't, that's the Red Moon Great Immortal!", although he couldn't see the face of the red-clothed man clearly, he intuitively knew that the person must be the idol he worshipped-the Red Moon Great Immortal, this is the secret induction between the believer and the idol.

But the man didn't seem to hear it, maybe it was because the wind was too strong, maybe he didn't want to pay attention to it, after all, survival is the most important thing, what is more important than surviving? Of course not!

The man braved the fierce wind, walked to the swirling gray shadow with difficulty, raised the iron pickaxe, everyone's hearts beat wildly, even held their breath, and they could kill the two of them immediately, whether they were gods or demons, as long as they died, this man-eating wind could stop.

But it turned out to be a big surprise to them.

Just as the man raised the iron pickaxe, the swirling gray shadow suddenly exploded, like a balloon suddenly bursting, and the sound shook Yue Jinlin's ears and almost became deaf. When it exploded, it emitted a large cloud of green smoke that enveloped the man who was holding the pickaxe.

The white smoke kept surging, and there were things rushing in and out, as if those things that were constantly clashing were living animals, but the green smoke seemed to be a cage, sealing everything in it, and no matter how they clashed, they couldn't escape.

Everyone looked at this strange scene and was so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.

At this time, the wind also stopped, and even the insects stopped, as if the whole world was frozen, and only the white smoke kept moving.

Time seems to be boundlessly long, and it seems to be so short that it is only between breathing in and out.

Everyone present was on the ground, and no one dared to move, let alone step forward.

Suddenly, a light breeze blew from the side, and the green smoke was blown away, and when the green smoke had cleared, I saw the man who had been holding the pickaxe lying on the ground.

Yue Jinlin and a few other people ran over, and saw that the person did not have a single wound on his body, but the muscles on his face squirmed strangely, as if those muscles had autonomous consciousness, and his whole person was breathing normally and his heartbeat was normal, but the whole person was like he was asleep, no matter how he breathed or shaked, he would not open his eyes, but when you called him, his eyes would beat lightly, and his fingers would tremble slightly, but that was all.

Later, he was carried to the infirmary, and the doctor said that he was too frightened, and his soul was temporarily separated from the body, and he was recuperating to recover.

Yue Jinlin had to give him enough pension and let his wife carry him home to recuperate. A month later, the man recovered and came back to work. The whole person speaks and acts, but it is more appropriate and stable than before, not as impulsive as before, and people have become taciturn, other than that, it is normal, and later he became the gentleman of the Yixue Museum.

After listening to Yue Jinlin's narration, Xifu thought about it for a while, then sorted out the outline, and asked, "That person is Cai Lan?"

Yue Jinlin nodded!

"Later, you found out about his abnormality, but because you felt guilty, you didn't expose him!"

Yue Jinlin nodded and sighed, "Actually, there are occasional femininities in him, and even I have heard female voices, but he has never done anything bad, until you ......." Presumably at this moment, he also thought of the truth - Cai Lan is no longer Cai Lan, he has two consciousnesses in his body, one is the Red Moon Immortal, and the other is the Apricot Tree Demon.

As for Cai Lan's own consciousness, in the battle between the powerful immortal cultivator and the apricot demon, it had already been blown out like a candle in the wind.

"Yes, I understand. "Cai Lan just discovered that she had the breath of an immortal cultivator on her body, and she was afraid that the secret would be snooped on, and she would hurt people and blame her, who would have thought that she would be smart but mistaken by her cleverness!

"Unexpected...... Unexpectedly...... But it killed Uncle Long and Aunt Long!" Speaking of this, Yue Jinlin pursed his lips, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

This middle-aged fat man, he has always been happy and exquisite, no one would have imagined that he would have such a deep guilt for his house slave, Xifu unconsciously deepened his good impression of him, from his current state, he did not expose Cai Lan's abnormality because of kindness, it should be a fact.

"If it is not broken, it will not stand, or without the death of Long Bo and Aunt Long, maybe Chinese New Year's Eve will not be able to tie the immortal fate of Zhu Fu Sect. Xifu said this passage not purely to comfort Yue Jinlin, but since she embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, she has also had some more rational insights into her life experiences.

Yue Jinlin let out a long sigh, "Maybe!", after spitting out these three words, his brows stretched slightly, and it was obvious that Dexifu's words comforted him.

"The world of immortal cultivators is also the law of the jungle, and a loose cultivator like me who has no sect protection can easily be eaten to the bone, so I hope the curator can keep this secret for the students!"

Yue Jinlin showed a wrong face, "Aren't immortal cultivators all immortal wind bones, and they have no quarrel with the world!"

Xifu shook his head, and had no intention of describing it further.

Yue Jinlin saw that Xifu had no intention of answering, so he didn't ask, but promised, "Don't worry, I will never leak half a word." After a while, he asked, "What's your next move......?" Will you go back to the Righteous School?"

Xifu nodded, "I'll think about this again." ”

Yue Jinlin nodded, "Okay, I'll wait for your reply." After a moment's hesitation, he said, "The kids love you!"

"I don't know if there is a candidate for Mr. Jingshu?" The radish pit left by Cai Lan needs someone to fill it.

"There are several candidates, but the jury is still out. ”

The two chatted a few more words, and Xifu got up and went back to his room.

Yue Jinlin went all the way to the door of his room, bowed down and closed the door, and breathed a long sigh of relief: It is really not easy to talk to an immortal cultivator, although he tried his best to act relaxed and chat, but ...... After all, he is tired, after all, the immortal masters are all high and high, and people look up to them, and he is a mortal with an immortal master, and the pressure is too great.

"I think the curator has something to do with my ...... The relationship is completely different!" Xifu frowned and asked the demon lord.

"Naturally, you used to be a mortal, but now you are an immortal cultivator. "Back in the room, the demon lord has revealed his true body, like a bright moon, making the entire dim small room brighter. "There's no going back to the past. ”

Xifu nodded, with her exquisiteness, she naturally understood the huge gap between mortals and immortal cultivators, which had nothing to do with concepts, wealth and poverty, and gender, but the accumulation of power that immortal cultivators had formed in the hearts of mortals for thousands of years. Whether it is Yue Jinlin or herself, it is impossible to break the barrier of this long river of performances.

She couldn't imagine that if Daddy and Auntie learned about her identity as an immortal cultivator, would they still be able to get along normally?

"Why did you confess your identity as an immortal cultivator to him?" the demon lord's voice was very stern, "Let a mortal understand this information, it is very likely to harm others!"

Xifu returned to his senses to recall and experience his psychology at that time. After a long while, he shook his head, "It's just that I feel that I can't hide it anymore and just admit it, and I also think that my confession may be exchanged for his confession." Facts have proved that the frank exchange has achieved the desired effect, in exchange for Yue Jinlin's frank confession.

"Why don't you leave!" the demon lord's tone was as flat as water. has achieved the goal of living in seclusion in the Shrike Township - obtained the official household card, while the fetters are not deep, the cause and effect are still shallow, if you leave, leave at this time, disappear in the vast sea of people, for immortal cultivators, may be the wisest choice.

Xifu walked silently around the room for a few times before raising his head and saying to the demon, "Give me some more time!"

The demon lord breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect her to agree with his opinion, this decision was really not easy for an orphan girl who longed for the joy of family.

"Do you need it?" Xifu's words were clueless, but the demon lord could understand, and the demon lord nodded, "Yes!"

Xifu nodded at the demon lord and let the demon lord do it.

The demon lord turned into a puff of white smoke, passed through the wall, and entered Yue Jinlin's room.

Yue Jinlin was lying on the bed at this time, hazy, and saw a white light flashing in front of him, but the strange thing was that the light was very bright, but it was not dazzling, but directly pierced into his mind, and there was a faint pain in his mind, which was extremely short-lived, but only half a breath, and then the white light disappeared, and everything returned to normal - but a trace in the corner of his mind that he didn't know was erased, and those traces were all the memories of Xifu as an immortal cultivator.

About half an hour later, Bai Xian Ling also saw the same white light, when he was still in the study to sort out official documents, suddenly a cloud of white smoke floated out of the window, and then a white light flashed out of the smoke, half a breath, the white light disappeared, Bai Xian Ling rubbed his eyes, only to find that he might just be dazzled. The suspicion in his mind that Xifu was an immortal cultivator had disappeared, and he had never had a similar thought.