Chapter Seventy-Five: Gathering, Scattering, Separation

When the woman saw the bride with pear blossoms and rain in the sedan chair, she sighed softly and comforted softly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You still can't forget him in your heart, but it's impossible for a cultivator to be with us mortals. ”

"After so many days, everything that should be forgotten has been forgotten, but this familiar neighborhood has touched the heartstrings. ”

Gu Yuhuan wiped away the tears in his eyes and said with a reluctant smile.

"Alas"

The woman next to her sighed lightly, lowered her head, and said faintly.

"Sister, I also like someone, although he can't stay around. But I have him in my heart, and it is enough. I have discussed with my mother, after your cave room is flowered, I will go to Zhongnan Mountain to inherit the mantle of the master, and I will never leave the mountain. ”

"Mingzhu, you!" Gu Yuhuan was taken aback.

"Sister, don't persuade me, I decided with the scriptures. Gu Mingzhu smiled faintly, and a trace of sadness crossed her beautiful eyes.

A burst of horses' hooves from far to near, with the sound of the reins of the horse, the groom dismounted with a voice, lifted the sedan curtain, and saw the two sisters inside, with a look of concern.

"What's wrong Yuhuan, it's not comfortable there. He asked eagerly.

"It's okay, my sister is just infected with a hint of wind cold. Seeing that Gu Yuhuan didn't speak, Gu Mingzhu hurriedly interjected.

"Oh, then back in the house, this son asked the best famous doctor in the city to treat Yuhuan's pulse. The groom breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly.

"Let's go, then. ”

Gu Mingzhu gently patted Gu Yuhuan's shoulder and stepped off the sedan chair. The bridegroom also stepped on his horse with a sense of humor, and walked forward with a wave of his horse.

"Pick up the car"

Gu Mingzhu snorted lightly, the eight men lifted the sedan chair, the drummers in front began to blow and beat again, and the team walked towards the front.

On the street corner in the distance, a green corner floated by, and a familiar back, the back of thinking day and night, was imprinted into Gu Mingzhu's eyes, and disappeared into the crowd after a while.

Gu Mingzhu's delicate body shook violently, her eyes were hazy with tears, and she hurriedly looked again, there was still a shadow there.

The greeting procession gradually disappeared from people's sight from near to far.

On another street, Li Fan shuttled through the crowd of people, and the pretty figure lingered in his mind.

But he knew in his heart that it was impossible for a monk to be a mortal to be united.

After all, he has embarked on a path from which there is no turning back.

An hour later, he walked into a wine shop on the side of the street, asked for a clean upper room, ordered two jars of century-old bamboo leaves and a few side dishes, and poured himself a drink.

Since the Black Demon Sect came out, after arriving at Yanyun City in the Spirit Wood Flying Boat day and night, it turned out that it was a day early.

was bored, so he walked around Yanyun City, but he witnessed the scene of Gu Yuhuan's marriage, which made him unstable, and the depressed **** erupted like a volcano.

A few glasses of wine went down to the stomach, and a fire rose in the lower abdomen, and it burned fiercely.

Late at night, when the wine shop closed, the two jars of bamboo leaves had already been drunk. And Li Fan fell asleep on the table.

The boss couldn't bear to scratch it, so he asked the guy to take a quilt and cover him, and watched from the sidelines.

Early the next morning, Li Fan woke up, but saw that he was still lying on the table, but he was covered with a quilt.

Li Fan glanced at the sleeping guy next to him and understood.

Li Fan stood up, woke up the guy, and returned the quilt to him.

Coming downstairs, he took out a gold leaf and stuffed it into the hand of the shopkeeper who was knocking on the plate, looking at the shopkeeper's stunned face, Li Fan smiled slightly and walked out of the wine shop.

It was still early, and Li Fan walked along a familiar street to a mansion.

But seeing that the courtyard has long been renovated, standing outside the courtyard, you can vaguely see the tall houses that have been repainted inside.

The gate has been re-expanded, and there are two more hideous-looking bluestone lions at the door.

A huge golden plaque hangs on the golden gate.

The plaque is engraved with four gilded characters of "Li Fan's Former Residence". The name of **** and Feng Sanniang is engraved at the signing place.

After Li Fan saw it, he was slightly stunned, sighed and left.

An hour later, Li Fan stood at the door of a huge, resplendent mansion and felt a trace of strangeness.

If I remember correctly, this is the location of the Gu Mansion, but the magnificence of this kind of mansion is far from being comparable to the Gu Mansion, and the area is as much as twice that of the former.

At the huge vermilion wooden doorway, there were four family members with solemn expressions.

A golden plaque hung on it, but I saw a few big characters written on the plaque.

"The Mansion of the Lady of Haoming".

At this time, a group of people slowly walked in the distance, carrying two sedan chairs.

After arriving at the gate of the mansion, four maids dressed in gorgeous costumes stopped.

"Madame, I'm home. ”

A crisp voice came, and then the maid divided into two rows and pulled up the curtains of the two palanquins.

Two middle-aged women in luxurious costumes walked out of the sedan chair and, with the support of the maid, walked into the door.

Li Fan's eyes narrowed, and he had already seen the middle-aged woman's face clearly.

Those two women were Mrs. Ruyue and Feng Sanniang.

"Bang Dang"

The door of the house was closed, and the family straightened up the waist that had just bent down, and the respectful smile returned to solemnity.

Li Fan, who was in the distance, calmed down and walked quickly towards the gambling room in Yanyun City.

When he came to visit Gu's mansion, Li Fan still had a trace of worry in his heart. Now seeing the reversal of the Gu Mansion, it must be that **** and Feng Sanniang have been sealed by the imperial court, Gu Huaiyuan's unjust case has already been recruited, and his heart has gradually relaxed.

After looking back at the gorgeous mansion deeply, Li Fan turned his head and walked briskly forward.

At noon, there were two people standing at the door of a gambling room in the north block of Yanyun City.

One was a monk in his fifties, with gray hair and gray clothes. The other was dressed in a black robe and wore a black cloak on his head, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

"It's been so long, Xiaoyou shouldn't miss the appointment. The middle-aged monk muttered to himself with a hint of anxiety on his face.

"The old man smells the breath of Xiaoyou, and in less than half an hour, he will be here. A shrill voice came from the cloak.

"It turns out that Daoyou has this talent, very good, very good. When the middle-aged monk heard him, his face was happy, and the anxiety in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Half a time later, Li Fan didn't expect it and arrived at the gambling house on time.

I haven't seen him for a year, and Brother Fan has aged a lot, his half-white hair has turned gray, and his face can hardly hide the dust and cangsang.

And his aura is still the same as at the beginning, without the slightest change, and his cultivation has not improved in the slightest.

However, after the two saw Li Fan, their hearts were shocked at the same time.

When Li Fan left, he was still a third-level Qi refining monk, but he hadn't seen it for a year, and his cultivation had reached the eighth-layer realm.

This shocked both of them.