Looking at the snowflakes in the sky, Shen Xiuming once again gave birth to the same feeling, war is really an unreasonable thing, the bravest, smartest, and most vigilant people may not survive, and the cowardly and powerless may not only have one death, all of them are accidents and accidents, if he hadn't seen the high-level Taoist priest and the giant demon king fighting with his own eyes, manipulating the trend of the battlefield, he really wanted to believe that there are gods and spirits in this world.

Zuo Liuying and Qi Wusupreme may be gods, but they don't care as much about ordinary beings as they imagined. Shen Timing shook his head, driving useless nonsense out of his mind, he would rather only be a gardener or a pure farmer than go to war again.

He dragged a wounded leg to the barracks in the city to attend the funeral of the fallen soldiers, and tried to postpone the time to leave the city.

In fact, there were only a few bodies left, and the vast majority of the dead had only a wooden sign with their names and countries written on them. The funeral was short and solemn, the flames were lit at noon, Shen Xiuming stood at the gate of the barracks and watched from afar, the commanders of various countries took turns to speak, and his voice was amplified by the guò talisman, but he didn't listen to a word.

The veteran Pan Sanye slowly stepped over from the crowd, standing beside Shen Xiuming, there was an extra scar on his face, which was left by a demonized weapon, it is said that it can never be recovered, and cold, hot, dry and wet will bring pain, but Pan Sanye didn't care, just had an extra habit of twitching the corners of his mouth, which was completely unconscious, and he never admitted it himself.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess wants to see you. Pan Sanye whispered, his eyes still looking at the flames of burning corpses and tablets.

Pan Sanye has a reason to survive, he is a veteran, experienced, brave in battle, loyal to the princess, when he fled together, he helped the disciples of the Zhiyong Institute a lot, Shen Xiuming smiled, "If the demon soldiers dare to come again." I'm definitely going to war, but until then, I don't want to touch weapons and armor anymore. ”

The corners of Pan Sanye's mouth twitched again, it was cold and snowy, it was the time when the wound hurt the most, it was much more painful than the moment when he was cut, "It's not a matter of fighting, the demon soldiers won't dare to come again for a while, I heard that Qi Wushang hasn't appeared for five days, and he is probably dead." His army was torn apart, either entrenched in the city or fled back to the north. Your Highness would like to thank you personally. ”

"Thanks for what? Truth be told, I'm not fighting for her. Shen Xiuming paused for a while, "I fought for myself, for my friends, and for Pang Shan, I didn't die, not because I was better than others, but because I ...... Just lucky. ”

"Then go and see Your Highness once for your friend, she worries about the catechumen as much as you do. Pan Sanye patted Shen Xiuming on the shoulder. Turned around and walked away.

After the funeral ended, the crowd dispersed, and Shen Xiuming saw a few familiar faces, Mu Feihuang and Zhao Dayi from Yelin Town. There were also the other three disciples of the Zhiyi Institute, and several of them did not greet each other, and the pain and consternation of the war were still in everyone's hearts, and it was not enough to talk about them casually.

Shen Xiuming didn't know where to go. He didn't want to go out of the city, so he thought about it for a while, and dragged his injured leg to the inn where the Taoist priests lived. The portal is hidden. As soon as you push it, the courtyard is full of snow, flat and neat, and there is not a single footprint.

The three-headed unicorn lies under the eaves, and the male unicorn loses a horn and a front leg, which will never recover, and for most of its remaining life, it can only lie on the ground.

The female unicorn and the little unicorn fleas snuggled up to its side one left and one right, the male unicorn was seriously injured in order to kill the mother and son for a way to escape, five days have passed since the war, it is still vigilant, and when it hears the voice, it immediately raises its head, although it only has one horn, its eyes are more majestic than ever.

Seeing that it was Shen Xiuming, it lowered its head again and looked at the snow on the ground, like a contemplative village pedant.

The female unicorn didn't move, only the flea stared at the door for a while, and now only Shen Xiuming was alone, and let out a sigh like a human in disappointment, its enthusiasm was gone, except to stay by its father's side, it didn't want to go anywhere, but it still cared about a human, but this human never came back.

The Taoist priests were obviously not there, Shen Xiuming didn't go inside, looking at Zuo Liuying's room, in his heart, he didn't see the Forbidden Secret Seat as a Taoist.

He felt a trace of fear, his body shook involuntarily, the cold suddenly penetrated his skin and bones, and he seemed to be standing at the feet of the demon king and the golden giant again, but Zuo Liuying's image was taller and more powerful.

No one wants to be an ant, but Shen Xiuming is glad that he is as weak as an ant at this time, and he can't enter the eyes of a high-level Taoist priest.

He was just about to leave, the door of a guest room opened, Zeng Fu came out of it, and saw Shen Xiuming with a little surprise, "Who are you?"

"My name is Shen Xiuming, yes...... Yes......" Shen Xiuming couldn't answer for a while.

"Oh, I know who you are, you are also from Yelin Town, and you came to Pang Mountain with Mu Xingqiu. Zeng Fu smiled, walked to the gate of the courtyard through the snow, and stared at Shen Xiuming for a while, "You don't have Neidan?"

Shen Xiuming's face flushed, "Well, I'm stupid, I don't have Ning Dan, and I'm planting flowers in the application." ”

"It's better to be stupid, Taoist priests are smart people, sometimes they are too smart, but they harm others and themselves. Zeng Fu sighed, and suddenly smiled again, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Of course, you can say it. Shen Xiuming was slightly flustered.

"I'm in my Chinese New Year's Eve, and I don't know anything other than to speak for my seat. Can you help me find a job like this? I don't need to be paid, I just have something to eat. ”

"Huh?" Shen Xiuming was startled, "Are you going to leave the left seat?"

"It's not about leaving, I'm like a kitten and a puppy by his side, no, it's not as good as a kitten and a puppy, he likes animals, not people, so I've never been around him, and of course I can't leave. Zeng Fu hugged her shoulders and rubbed them twice, she was too thin to withstand such weather, "It's so cold, look, I haven't stepped out of the yard yet, he won't help me out of the cold anymore." ”

Shen Xiuming didn't have any purpose in this trip, and he couldn't help but be a little at a loss in the face of Zeng Fu's request for help, but he quickly came up with an idea, "I can't guarantee that I will be able to help you find a job, but...... Come with me. ”

The two of them walked outside together, and Zeng Fu waved his hand at the three-headed unicorn, "If you are careless, you can push him hard, and he won't be hurt anyway." ”

Qilin was very familiar with Zeng Fu, looking at her together, the flea even stood up, with a hint of confusion in his clear yellow eyes, and soon lay down again. It will not leave its father half a step again.

Shen Xiuming took Zeng Fu to the City Shou Mansion, which was the princess's temporary residence, and the two were immediately received.

There was no stove in the princess's room, but it was as warm as spring, and several palace maids and old women were taking care of Zhang Lingsheng's daughter, which made her giggle, she didn't know anything, she didn't know that her parents were dead, she didn't know that an extremely tragic war had just ended five days ago.

Shen Xiuming was even more cramped and uneasy in this kind of place, bowing his head and saying nothing. Zeng Fu looked around curiously, and when she saw the princess wearing a veil, she said: "There are really a lot of people around you, Shen Xiuming said that I can be a maid for you, but I don't think you need it anymore." ”

Shen Xiuming was embarrassed, he originally wanted to talk about it later, but he didn't expect Zeng Fu to be so straightforward. The princess didn't show the slightest surprise, as if she had known that there would be such a request, "You are the maid of the left seat of the forbidden secret department, right? It will be a great gift from God. ”

Zeng Fu smiled, and immediately liked the princess, but he didn't know what to do yet.

The princess chatted with her for a while and stood in front of Shen Xiuming. "I invited you here to say that you are a friend of the royal family of Saisuke, and that's all. ”

Shen Xiuming's face turned even redder, although he had served as a guard for the princess. He was not used to standing in front of her, muttering a few words, and even he didn't know what he said.

"Do you want to see the catechumen later?" asked the princess.

Shen Xiuming nodded. After all, he has to go, even if he keeps delaying, he still has to go, "Does Your Highness want me to bring a message?"

The princess's younger brother Xin Youtao can talk at any time, but she thinks that this disciple of the Zhiyong Institute is more suitable, "I don't know much about how a Taoist priest views death, and I don't know how long a Taoist priest's grief can last, I hope you can tell the Taoist priest: in his bones he is still a mortal, then accept the gifts of mortals and learn how to forget." ”

Shen Xiuming bowed down and said goodbye, he didn't understand what the princess's words meant, he felt that Brother Xiaoqiu was by no means extraordinary, and he didn't think that forgetting was a gift from mortals.

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, Shen Xiuming refused the horses provided by the city guard, dragged his injured leg and walked out of the city, after walking a few streets, looking at the altar that stood in the ruins, he suddenly understood that forgetting was indeed a gift, just like himself, he was gradually forgetting the death of his younger brother Erliang. He had to forget, he didn't have Neidan, he was mortal, his fragile body and state of mind couldn't bear the grief and hatred day and night, it was forgetting that saved him.

Taoist priests will not forget, the higher the cultivation, the clearer the memory of the past, although Mu Xingqiu rarely mentions it, but Shen Xiuming knows that the hatred of Erliang's killing has always been buried in the hearts of good friends, just waiting for the moment of revenge to come.

How could Mu Xingqiu forget Fangfang?

Shen Xiuming felt extremely sad, and even wanted to shed tears, but he was frozen in his eyes by the cold of winter, and he couldn't stand this sadness as soon as he delayed coming to see Mu Xingqiu. The princess was a smart person, but she was also a mortal, and her advice was useless to the Taoist priests.

The city wall on the west side has not yet been built, Shen Xiuming saw the scene outside the city from a distance, not only him, the closer to the city gate, the more people on the street, everyone looked in one direction.

Immediately above the huge pit near the city wall, there was a man floating at this time, he was hanging in the air, he had not moved for five whole days, even if the snow was flying all over the sky, he could not hide his figure.

"Why did General Mu stop there?" asked a man on the street softly, but no one answered.

Shen Xiuming knew that the knowledge he had learned in Yangshen Peak had not been completely forgotten, and the Taoist priests believed that the soul would not disperse for seven days after death, and the location where Mu Xingqiu was located was the place where Fang Fang performed the technique of breaking the pill at that time.

Shen Xiuming quickened his pace, and suddenly his feet loosened, and he was carried to the sky, he turned his head and looked, it was Yang Qingyin, the old lady he had always been afraid of.

Neither of them spoke, and flew straight towards Mu Xingqiu.

Shen Xiuming hadn't decided whether to convey the princess's words to Mu Xingqiu, but he had a stomach full of things to say, begging, reprimanding, persuading, seducing, anything he could say, as long as he could bring his good friend back from another world, he would say it.

The two stopped opposite Mu Xingqiu, Shen Xiuming didn't like the feeling of his feet hanging in the air, he was always afraid that he would fall, but today he was not afraid, because Mu Xingqiu, who had been silent for five days, actually opened his eyes.

Mu Xingqiu's face was not half sad, and he even smiled at Shen Xiuming and Yang Qingyin, and said in a very low voice: "She is nearby, I have heard her voice, she told me many interesting things." ”

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