The scholar planted his soul in the middle of the mountain, and he has been alone in the world for thousands of years.

He is an immortal with a middle-aged man, and he is secretly competing in his heart.

If he can turn a fish into a demon ancestor, I can teach a vine to snatch it back.

The scholar passed on all his life's comprehension of witchcraft to Xiaochun, but he didn't tell him about his past and present lives.

He wanted to watch Haru defeat Silver Bell with his own eyes, and then tell Haru that he and Silver Bell were actually a couple.

The scholar had thought about Koharu's expression at that time countless times, and it must have been funny.

Xiaochun practiced hard, and the demon law gradually became small, but the scholar didn't dare to be careless, afraid that he was not Yinling'er's opponent, so he urged him to be diligent every day, and if he was more diligent, he would go through a thousand years.

Perhaps what he has learned can defeat the current Moon Replenishing Fairy, the scholar decides to set off in the near future to kick over the gate of the Southeast Demon Realm with Xiaochun.

On a moonless night, someone suddenly landed in the middle of a garden full of flowers and vines.

The scholar drank tea, and this man drank and laughed drunkly: "You can grow a living person with your soul, you really have a set." ”

"Who are you?"

The person who came put down the wine jug, untied a white feather fan from his waist, shook the wind slowly, and said with wine in his mouth: "It doesn't matter who I am, do you remember who you are?"

The scholar spilled the leftover tea, refilled another cup, and scolded with a smile: "Mother's mother, grandma, don't talk about cars, if you want to fight, you can do it, and if you want to quarrel, I won't accompany you." ”

"You are an immortal, but you hide your soul privately, and you cut off the business of the Underground Mansion. The person who came took the scholar's new tea, tasted half of it, and seemed to have an endless taste: "If the king of Hades sues the heavenly court and says that you are causing trouble in the Three Realms, how will you end up?"

"It's simple. The scholar stood up and raised his eyebrows: "If I kill you, this matter cannot be leaked." ”

When he was talking about killing, he was full of innocent smiles, which made people feel a little happy, and nodded again and again: "This is indeed a good idea." ”

He put down the teacup, re-held the wine jug, took a sip slowly, the wine was fragrant, and then asked the scholar: "However, if you kill me, the war between the heavens and the underworld will be endless, and then all the lives will be ruined, and all the sins will be borne by you alone." ”

"Oh?" the scholar looked at the person carefully, his eyes full of disbelief, "Are you a big man?"

"It's just a little ghost, in charge of soul affairs. The person who came reported to his home and bowed his hand humbly: "The immortal wants to kill a ghost envoy, naturally it doesn't take effort, but you grab the soul in front and kill the ghost envoy in the back, is this the field where Heaven wants to smash the underworld?"

The scholar's face turned pale, his fists clenched, and he continued to listen to the people talking to himself: "Of course, you can wipe me out with a knife now, but before you do it, I remind you of one thing, the ghost envoy is black and white, and the form is inseparable, if you let me go, the other ghost envoy is the evidence that Heavenly Court disturbs the Three Realms." ”

The person who came had a good tongue, and after only a few words, he made the scholar sit down again with a hateful voice: "What do you want?"

"If it should be from the underworld, it will be returned to the underworld. Someone came to take another sip of wine, and said loudly: "I want Xiaochun." ”

As soon as he turned around and sat down, when he heard the intention of the ghost, the scholar suddenly got up, his eyes were bright, and he shouted: "You want to take Xiaochun's soul, unless you step on me!"

"No, no, no. Facing the scholar's anger, the person who came smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't want to harm Xiaochun, I want to give him a perfect ending." ”

The perfect ending?

The scholar frowned and wondered, staring at the ghost: "What do you mean?"

"I want to tell Haru the story of a fish that became a fairy. ”

How did the emissary know about this?

The scholar's eyes were full of doubts, and when he opened his mouth to ask, he heard the ghost muttering to himself: "Actually, I have also heard this story told by others, and I don't know whether it is accurate or not." ”

"Who did you listen to?" asked the boy tightly.

"Fairy, middle-aged, handsome. ”

The ghost envoy said these three words, which made the scholar immediately think that it was an immortal who turned a silver carp into an immortal.

"Where did you hear him?" the boy's eyes fired.

"In the Taibai Restaurant in Jingfu. ”

"Okay, you are making a trick behind your back, and you will sue me for my black state in the underworld!" The scholar jumped up, stepped in the direction of Fengjingfu, and shouted in a child's voice: "The surname is Lu, I'm not done with you!"

When Xiao Chun said this, Yin Ling'er's eyes immediately flashed: "The scholar called the fairy surnamed Lu?"

Xiaochun nodded, and read the words that Cai Cai Xing read before leaving: "Wake up leisurely with both people and money, but it's just a dream in the world." ”

"Could it be?" Silver Ling'er covered her red lips, not daring to say the name she thought of.

Xiaochun and Yinling'er thought of going together, and let out a sigh: "Lu Dongbin." ”

Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals, when he was in the world, once studied to be an official, worked as a waiter, and was promoted to prime minister, but was later framed by traitors, put in prison, and his family was ruined.

From glory and wealth to displacement, but like a dream, Lu Dongbin leisurely awakened and turned into an immortal.

Since then, he has been in charge of the injustices of the world, and his chivalrous reputation has been passed on to the world.

"Wearing catkins in summer and lying in the snow in winter, begging in the downtown with long songs. Yin Ling'er read Caixing's words about the scholar again, and Sakura sighed with emotion: "If he is Lu Dongbin, then the scholar is Lan Caihe." ”

Yes, Lan Caihe is also one of the eight immortals, sleeping on the streets, begging for a living, after becoming an immortal by chance, he is used to wandering the world as a little boy, but he still can't change his temper in the market, and he often has no words.

Koharu and Silver Bell hugged each other tightly and were silent for a long time.

They have such a great creation, and they are respectively ignited by legendary characters.

Yin Ling'er listened to Xiaochun's heartbeat, recalled what he just said, and smiled lightly: "The ghost envoy who visited Lan Caihe at night, I don't know which one is black and white." ”

Not only did he visit Lan Caihe at night, but he also left me a cup of tea to drink. ”

Koharu continues to tell the story of Lan Cai and the flower vine after angrily chasing Lu Dongbin.

The ghost envoy plucked a leaf from the vine, wrote the story of Koharu and Silver Bell on the vine leaf, cooked the vine leaf into tea, and placed it on the side of the window lattice.

The next morning, Koharu drank tea, and the love of his heart thousands of years ago was all imprinted in his mind.

Yin Ling'er's smile is vivid, and the gentle whispers in her ears are full of tears.

Xiaochun immediately broke down the door and stepped on the wind, and he couldn't wait to go to the southeast demon world to recognize Yin Ling'er in the next moment.

When the wind was crying, I heard someone dissuading her in my head, Yin Ling'er didn't know that you died that night, if you recognize her now, you are just a negative person who is hated to death by her.

The voice in the brain pierced the heart, maybe the tea keeper knew that after Xiaochun regained his memory, he would immediately look for the bell to recognize him, so he also wrote this passage on the vine leaves.

Koharu stopped his feet and looked up to the sky and cried, "What should I do?"

A cloud in the wind, the cloud said in the voice: "When the opportunity comes, I will arrange for you to recognize each other." ”

Yin Ling'er frowned, looked at Xiaochun, and asked doubtfully: "Who is the person in the clouds?"

Xiaochun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know, but I think the voice of the person in the cloud is actually like the man in white who just drank and told a story." ”

After saying this, Xiaochun suddenly woke up: "Not only is the voice of the person in the cloud like the man in white, but the voice in my head before is also like the man in white." ”