Chapter 055: The Covenant of Double Cultivation

Xifu put down the rattan box, put his messy hair into the towel with both hands, revealing his little face, the little face was already made of sweat and dust, Xifu looked down at the hands after touching his face, it was dusty, and he laughed out loud very embarrassed all of a sudden: "Hehe, it's quite an accident!"

"Well, it's quite an accident!" Although Long Chinese New Year's Eve is socially dull, he still clearly feels the embarrassment of this young female gentleman, yes, girls are all beauty-loving, this wild girl always doesn't want to be bumped into. But I didn't know how to comfort her, so I had to respond cautiously, not daring to say a word, for fear that my stupid mouth would make the family even more embarrassed.

Xifu is a single character, but he was bumped into anyway, and it's not a big deal, and it's a lot of meat. Then he said generously, "It's not surprising, although my husband's duties require me to be dignified and generous, but after all, I am young, and it is my nature to be lively and playful! We are both the same age, so I must be able to understand it, haha!"

"Understand, understand. Long Chinese New Year's Eve nodded busily, at the moment he was very nervous, regretting that he had just called her name, if he didn't call her, just as if he didn't see her, strode away, Yu both were fine.

"Look at this wild dog, it's dirty...... I'm going to wash it up when I go back to school. "Let's pick up the rattan box and walk in the direction of the school. Although this rattan box is not heavy, it looks a bit large in size, and the figure of Xifu is even thinner.

Baozi screamed a few times, "Stabilize your mind and keep looking inward." The demon lord's voice was still calm and calm, without the slightest emotion.

The two and a dog walked a few steps side by side, and Long Chinese New Year's Eve snatched the rattan box in Xifu's hand, "Sir, you come and lift it!"

Xifu was also not polite, and generously accepted Long Chinese New Year's Eve's enthusiastic help.

The two chatted as they walked.

From the chat, Xifu learned a lot of information.

On the day of Lombard's burial, the weather was fine and everything went well. It's just that A-Niang's health is not very good these days, presumably because on the one hand, she can't accept the sudden death of her husband, and on the other hand, the funeral is also very draining, and she should recover after a while.

The senior brother of the Zhu Fu Sect came to the academy yesterday, and the senior brother said that after inspecting the hair of the dragon Chinese New Year's Eve that he brought back last time, he determined that the dragon Chinese New Year's Eve was made of spiritual roots, that is, the real human race with the qualification of cultivating immortals, and after the first seven days of his father, he could go to the sect by himself.

The head of the family, Yue Jinlin, asked him to accompany his mother at home, but he thought that the canteen of the school hall needed a personal helper, so he insisted on coming to the school hall, which was regarded as repaying the kindness of the head of the family.

Xifu is still quite envious of the immortal fate of Long Chinese New Year's Eve in his heart, and after all, the systematic cultivation that can be obtained in the authentic immortal cultivation clan is much better than a wild path like her.

Along the way, most of them were Xifu talking, Long Chinese New Year's Eve was listening, and two quarters of an hour later they came to the gate of the school hall.

Long Chinese New Year's Eve looked up at the gate on the high steps, and said in a low voice: "Zhu Beard Sect pays attention to the dual cultivation of yin and yang, if, if ......."

If it's been a long time, there's no follow-up. His face was flushed.

Xifu also looked at it with a blank face, Yin and Yang double cultivation? What the hell!

At this time, Baozi couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted a few times in a row: "This little doll, it's so twisted, isn't it 'I'm missing a double monk, are you willing'?"

Taoist couples are all one in their lives, otherwise there are many Taoist couples, and they will compete for the wind and eat the wind, but they will divide the mind of the cultivators, and what is the use of Taoist couples? For immortal cultivators, this Taoist couple is equivalent to a marriage proposal! Therefore, this dragon Chinese New Year's Eve is twisted.

After listening to the demon lord's translation, Xifu's face suddenly turned red.

The demon lord is gloating on the side, it's not easy to see this girl blushing!

Blushing for a moment, Xifu raised his head and said generously, "Ah, this kind of thing of cultivating immortals is about spiritual roots and fate, I can't have any spiritual roots, when I was in my hometown before, there was an immortal sect when I accepted apprentices, and I tested it!"

Long Chinese New Year's Eve heard her say this, sighed a long time, and a sentence was about to come out, but after all, it was stuffy in his heart - "Or there is a spiritual root, are you willing?", this unasked sentence became a long-term mental calamity after Long Chinese New Year's Eve.

The two walked up the steps awkwardly and entered the gate of the academy, and Long Chinese New Year's Eve walked into the cafeteria on the left side of the first courtyard, and whispered goodbye to Xifu.

Xifu walked into the courtyard.

When he walked through the second courtyard, in the scripture hall, Cai Lan was analyzing the "Book of Rites": "The customs are bad, because there is no teaching. What is the explanation of this, that is, the customs and customs of a place are bad, and that is the reason for the bad education...... The first saint Xunzi also said that people are rude and do not stand, things are rude, and the country is rude, and this ceremony is also very, very important, just like some gentlemen are not like gentlemen, hippie smiles, sooner or later students will not be like students, how can we talk about teaching?"

Hehe, Xifu can't wait to run over and argue with this old antique, people say that flowing water is not rotten, Confucius also said that teaching according to aptitude, and believing in books is better than no book, you are so stubbornly adhering to the dogma, are you not afraid that you will rot and mold? But I just think about it in my heart, although she is brave, but she is not reckless, everyone has their own ideas, how can the party fight against differences, seek common ground while reserving differences, is her style.

Besides, if there is a conflict between gentlemen, the students will naturally stand in line in their hearts, which is extremely unfavorable to the professor in the future, or forget it, the kind of weirdo is not worthy of seeing him in general. Walking briskly towards the courtyard where the arithmetic hall is located.

The bun stopped suddenly, sniffed vigorously, made the sound of Buddha, and the hair on his head and back was all blown apart, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

Following the Xifu behind, he naturally stopped, and there was a faint rust-like breath coming from his nose. The pores of Xifu's whole body stand up, and a very bad feeling spreads all over the body, but what is the specific bad? I don't know, it's just a hazy intuition.

"Blood, it's blood!" The demon lord's voice was secretly poked with excitement, blood food was his love for thousands of years, every blood food has a different kind of consciousness, when enjoying blood food, the residual consciousness will bring him a different kind of numbness. Every taste bud and every pore is surrounded by this numb feeling, which makes him extremely comfortable and happy.

It's just that after becoming the spirit of the "Master Dao", he can no longer drink blood food casually, and has to use human food to draw energy. I can't return to it, but the preference hidden in my instinct will still manifest involuntarily.

The demon lord's excitement for blood, Xifu vividly remembered, but she was not worried about it, but had some sympathy for him, you can imagine that she loves meat, and she was forced not to eat meat but to eat vegetarian, what a pitiful situation it would be. However, at this time, she did not have much time to sympathize with others, and her attention was focused on the word "flesh".

Although she didn't see anything, she already had a faint guess about what was happening in the small courtyard in front of her, based on what the demon lord said and her sudden bad intuition! Could it be ......

I didn't have time to think about it, so I ran with the bun, and when I passed through the gate of the arithmetic hall, I saw that the grass on the left was dyed with a black and red, exuding thick blood, "It's human blood!", through the waist-high bush fence, I saw a human foot exposed, black and white cloth shoes!

Dead person!

Although he had a premonition, when it was about to become a reality in front of him, Xifu's heart still beat wildly suddenly!

The whole body of the owner of the foot is hidden behind the bush, and it walks towards that foot step by step!

The bun had stopped at that foot, stopping at his feet, waiting for the arrival of Xifu.

Xifu finally walked in, and the entire corpse was presented in front of him.

This is a middle-aged woman with a strong body, thick legs, a large belly, and a large face. Loose hair. His face was covered in blood.

This is Aunt Long, Uncle Long's wife, and the grandmother of Long Chinese New Year's Eve! Looking at the gray clothes and the bloodstained face, she was sure.

Didn't you say that Aunt Long was unwell and stayed at home? How could she be here, and she was killed!

Xifu rushed to her at once, squatted in front of her, held her head, and shouted, "Aunt Long, Aunt Long!"

But there was no response in exchange, Aunt Long was still trembling like that, it was obvious, it was a convulsion before dying!

"Demon Lord, save her!" Xifu shouted loudly, completely scruples that he might be heard by someone with a heart.

Baozi glanced at her: "It's useless, she's already gone." ”

At this time, Xifu heard a lot of footsteps converging here!

First, one or two children rushed in through the courtyard gate and ran to the bushes, staring at her and the dead body.

These children saw that the new Mr. Lin's hands were covered with blood, and he was squatting in front of the corpse, holding the deceased's head with both hands.

Then a tall and thin figure came towards her, the whole body was as thin as a skeleton, and with only a glance at it, Xifu knew that it was Cai Lan.

Cai Lan looked at Xifu, and then squatted down, his eyebrows and eyes full of sadness.

At this time, Yue Jinlin also appeared at the gate of the courtyard, and then Long Chinese New Year's Eve also rushed to the front and stood in front of his mother's body.

In the eyes of the children, all the adults present were extremely sad, Mr. Lin was like this, Director Yue was like this, Mr. Cai was also like this, and the saddest thing was the handyman Long Chinese New Year's Eve of the school hall.

At this time, he knelt in front of A-Niang's corpse, held A-Niang's head in his arms, and called out hoarsely: "A-Niang~A-Niang~" Ah Niang was too hard, originally born in a well-off family, but also entered the school to know some words, when he was seven years old, his parents died, he was sold by his uncle to Yuefu to become a house slave, after marrying Daddy, the young Daddy had a hot temper, Ah Niang was not less beaten, he remembered one time, Ah Niang's legs were almost broken by Daddy, and lay in bed for four months, I heard Ah Niang say that when she gave birth to him, she was knocked out a tooth by Daddy before she was in confinement......

Now, he has married an immortal relationship, and he is about to enter the Zhu Beard Sect in a few days, and her good days are coming, and she is ...... If he catches the murderer, he will tear him to pieces!

Xifu stood by the side, wanting to comfort Long Chinese New Year's Eve, but he really couldn't say it, his father died four days ago, and today he lost his mother, how can he not be heartbroken, in the face of this situation, what kind of comfort is pale and powerless.