Ling Fox Zhen only stared at the thick gauze wrapped in her hand.

Wu Yanjun raised his arm: "It's okay, it's already been put back, the monk is a monk in the end, we can only pretend to be dead, they can even pretend to be alive." ”

“...... Did they cut the second senior sister's finger?" Ling Fox Zhenzhen asked in a low voice.

"I let the demon soldiers cut it, I felt that it was wrong before I came to Chongyin Mountain, but fortunately, I asked the master for a wrench in advance. Wu Yanjun sighed, rarely having a shadow, "Don't talk about this, I don't want to keep thinking about this." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen said lightly: "I have already killed the Tangyuan Demon Monarch, don't be afraid." ”

It's good that she didn't say this, but when she said it, Wu Yanjun became depressed: "Zhen Zhen, you...... Are you really going to be a monk?"

She shook her head, "I'm not going." ”

Shen Gongjun suddenly spoke: "You are indeed too sloppy, come here, I will re-curl your hair for you." ”

This is a very rare treatment, which makes Fox Zhenzhen remember that only in the two days when she first started did the master have the interest to make her hair and take care of her clothes, and then she learned it herself, and the master never took care of it for her again.

She immediately raised her hand and ripped off the messy headband.

Shen Gongjun looked at the golden gold carving bracelet on her wrist, and a rare smile appeared on his face: "Your man's clothes are really not decent, and now that you have received your birthday gift, you should change your clothes." Yan Jun said that you look good in red, so I cut one for you and wear it to see. ”

When Ling Fox Zhenzhen came out from behind the screen, she had already changed into a gorgeous red dress, the color of which was as fierce as fire, bright and dazzling.

Wu Yanjun sat up straight: "I knew that Zhen Zhen looked good in red!"

Shengong Jun looked at her pale face kindly, and suddenly beckoned to the strange woman beside her: "Ayan, it was Zhen Zhen who took the Luanmu Fruit and saved your life, thank you well." ”

The woman named Ah Yan has a six-point resemblance to the master, most of them are the senior sister, she came over and saluted with red eyes as she said, and said lightly: "Little junior sister, thanks to your life-saving grace, I haven't had time to thank you for taking care of you...... Mother, you really want to ......"

"Ayan. Shen Gongjun interrupted her, "Adjust the rouge first, and dress up for your little junior sister." ”

She sat Ling Fox Zhen in front of the bronze mirror, and took a wooden comb to straighten out her messy hair little by little.

The cold and soft hair slid between the fingers, and the color was slightly lighter than that of ordinary people, but it was heavy and thick.

Shen Gongjun was a little distracted when she combed it, and it was rainy outside the window, which reminded her of the rainy night half a year ago, when a girl who looked like a chicken suddenly broke into the mansion of Shimen. She is abnormally beautiful, she is also very powerful, and she has a pair of particularly stable hands, and over time, it will not be difficult for her to inherit the title of Shengongjun.

She has always had high hopes for her, and Yan Jun always jokes that she is biased. is indeed a little eccentric, in addition to admiring Ling Fox Zhenzhen's qualifications, she also likes her straightforward and innocent nature.

Shen Gongjun suddenly spoke: "Zhen Zhen, I have been a craftsman for most of my life, and anyone who sees me must be called 'Shen Gongjun', even in the chaos of the Great Wilderness, where demons and monsters are rampant, I have never felt that I will be powerless." But this time, I really couldn't do anything about it. ”

From the moment Linghu Zhenzhen was taken away by the third prince, she realized in horror that she had touched the real wall of the Great Wilderness, not a wild demon, not a demon merchant, but the Changyuan Demon Monarch who covered the sky with one hand in the Southern Wilderness.

She stayed up all night thinking of countless ways to find someone who could help, but found that no one could help.

Later, Wu Yanjun had a flash of inspiration and remembered that he could use the bronze messenger bird to test it. The letter was finally handed out, but the messenger bird came back with the third son of Changyuan Demon Monarch.

He actually followed the messenger bird all the way to the master's mansion.

The third prince invited them to be guests in the Southern Wilderness Chongyin Mountain, and the invitation was the wood carving bracelet that made Fox Zhenzhen lose in the Juntan Palace.

The Great Wilderness showed them its true fangs, unscrupulous. After the false veil of warmth was torn apart, they realized how powerless they were as ordinary people.

Shen Gongjun sighed: "Although I am called Shen Gongjun, I can only make some dead things, and there is no way to do anything about my own daughter who is seriously injured and endangered, or you saved her life." Even for your life-saving kindness, I can't let it go, but even if I come to Chongyin Mountain, I can't even burn the jade. ”

She shook her head, and a deep layer of pain appeared in her eyes: "...... Many years ago, my husband died in a sudden scuffle with monks, and he happened to pass by, innocently involved, and died an unknown death, so I swear that I will not be involved with monks in this life. But in the end, if there are no monks in this turmoil, I am afraid that it will not be able to be reversed. ”

Linghu Zhenzhen whispered, "I can protect you." ”

Shen Gongjun smiled and didn't speak, only curled her long hair into a bun, tied the slender ribbon, took the pen in Ah Yan's hand, and personally dotted a little red flower between her eyebrows.

The dressed girl in front of her suddenly grew up to two years old, and she was almost bewitching.

She didn't seem to have clicked on Huadian, her thick eyelashes raised and blinked twice, her amber eyes were clear and clear, inexplicably innocent.

Seeing that she tried to rub her eyebrows with her hand, Shen Gongjun stopped her, looked at her for a while, and said: "Zhen Zhen, you are no longer an ordinary person, my master here can't accommodate you, go and be a monk." ”

Fox Zhenzhen's eyes widened in astonishment.

Why did you suddenly drive her away? Because she knew how to fly with a flying blade, she was not an ordinary person?

"Even if I could fly blades, I'm still, I'm still an ordinary person...... she began to start Ai Ai in a hurry, "I didn't know at the time...... Now that I know my background, the flying blade will definitely protect ......"

Shen Gongjun took two steps back, and his tone was indifferent: "Yan Jun's thumb has been cut off, protect? You won't eat, sleep or relax from now on?" Zhen Zhen, let me be blunt, your life experience is destined to be bloody, and there will only be many more similar things in the future." This time it's the Demon King, and next time it's probably a Middle-earth monk. The Shengongjun Sect is an ordinary person, and I can't afford it, and I will never accept a monk as a disciple. ”

This was said seriously, and Wu Yanjun sighed: "Master, you are too ruthless...... Even if it's a ...... But she saved the elder sister. ”

Shengongjun was dumbfounded: "If you really value Shengongjun's master, you should understand that it is the safest thing to have nothing to do with us." You must stay, that is not to protect us, but to harm us. ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen couldn't help but be silent, and after a long time, she began to touch her sleeve pockets and hurriedly rummaged through two envelopes full of silver tickets.

I received five hundred taels of silver before, and promised to be a disciple who has been closed for ten years, but now I don't do it, I have to return the money to the master, so that the settlement can be clean.

It's clear that the settlement is going to be cleaned, but she can't be happy.

The little courtyard, the bright sunlight that made her happy to fall on the money, the strange handiwork, her dimly rising love for the craftsman—she liked it, but she couldn't keep it, and she really couldn't keep it this time.

Whether she is a disciple of Shengongjun or a monk of the Taishang Mai, including being the daughter of Ling Huyu, it is not something worth caring about for her. You can do it or not, those are the identities of the outside world, and she only cares about what "Ling Fox Zhenzhen" likes.

But it didn't help for her not to care.

She is the daughter of Ling Huyu, so there are many people who should trouble her, and she is no longer a disciple of Shengongjun, so she can no longer keep what she likes, and she sees everything fade.

She was inexplicably flustered, she couldn't touch the envelope, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"I don't want you to pay it back. Shengongjun shook his head to stop, "You went to Middle-earth alone this time, and the money was kept and used slowly." ”

After that, she carefully looked at the red clothes on Ling Fox Zhenzhen's body, and then looked at the gold carving bracelet on her hand, and her eyes became gentle.

"Yan Jun is right, you look so good in red, and you look even better with this bracelet. Remember what I told you before? This bracelet, as well as the things in the bracelet, are all birthday gifts given to you by the master and apprentice of the Shengong Jun, don't return the gift. ”

On the third day of the lunar month, the winter rain is bleak.

The day before his birthday, Ling Hu Zhenzhen and Shengong Junshimen have nothing to do with each other from then on.

She walked alone in the cloister of the inn many times, and could not get out.

It was getting dark, and the drizzle turned to drizzle.

Linghu Zhenzhen finally walked out of the cloister and wandered aimlessly around the inn.

Perhaps because Zhanyuan Town is too close to Chongyin Mountain, although this inn is large, there are almost no guests, even few guys, and the backyard is full of dead branches and leaves, muddy, and it has not been taken care of for a long time.

There was a man standing by the edge of the small frozen pond, his snow-white clothes, particularly conspicuous against a gray and yellow background.

Dense light snow was separated around him, as if covered in smoke and dust. He had already heard the faint sound of approaching footsteps, but he didn't look back, only turned a little, his eyes still staring at the fine crumbs of ice on the water.

Ling Hu Zhenzhen asked softly, "Qin Yuanxi, are you unhappy?"

It just so happens that she is not happy, will it be better for two unhappy people to stay together?