"I thought that the most important thing in his life was the Buddha, but I didn't expect that the most important thing to him was a woman." The female ghost Haitang said quietly after waking up. "It's not that I'm bad, it's just that I'm not the person he likes."
Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes looking at Qing Huan. "Thank you for making this clear to me."
Qing Huan's eyes were equally indifferent, "Drink up this soup, go."
"Won't you be reluctant?" the female ghost Haitang asked before picking up the soup bowl, eagerly, as if she wanted to prove that this mysterious and powerful woman was just like herself. "Won't you miss him? He loves you so much and treats you so well..."
"The past has passed, the future has not yet come, I only exist in the present." Qing Huan smiled slightly. Love has never been something that can hold her back. In her eternal life, love is just a beautiful process, not the final outcome.
She enjoys and loves this kind of solitude, but at the same time she learns open-mindedness and calmness from Xuan Ji. Be it confusion or loneliness, they are all owned by her. What she has to do is to find answers for confusion and companionship for loneliness.
But the female ghost Haitang couldn't understand. She looked at Qing Huan, and seemed to have a little understanding of why Xuan Ji was attracted to her. After a while, she drank the soup in one gulp and walked slowly towards the other side of the darkness.
That will be a new cycle.
You see, as long as you let go, nothing is too difficult.
Qing Huan smiled softly, she sat at the table and started to cook a new pot of soup. Ji Guang and Xiao Hei were chasing and playing in Zhuangzi. After the female ghost Haitang embarked on the road of reincarnation, they ran out and rubbed her legs attached. I don't know who I learned from, maybe because I became a cat before, Jiguang's voice is meowing now. Because of his chubby body and short legs, Mo Ze couldn't run fast, so he sat in Qing Huan's arms all the time, occasionally stirring the soup with a spoon.
Such a quiet and comfortable time did not last long, because soon, the summoning banners began to whirr, the bell rang loudly, and the little ones disappeared like fish slipping into the bottom of a lotus leaf, that was so fast Yes, it's just Qing Huan's blink of an eye.
Although a bit embarrassed, but...these three all have super cute appearances, and Qing Huan just wants to laugh when he sees them.
The female ghost in red from a distance approached, and Qing Huan realized that she was not wearing red clothes, but the clothes on her body were stained red with blood, but the strange thing was that from the outside, there was no blood on her body. Any visible wounds.
As soon as she saw Qing Huan, the female ghost rushed over, knelt down in front of Qing Huan, raised her head and begged and asked: "Miss is a fairy? Please help me!"
In fact, she is not a fairy, but there is no need to explain to the female ghost. "What is your unfulfilled wish?"
"My master, and three senior brothers, the immortal begs you to save them! I'm worried, I'm worried..." The female ghost suddenly became flustered and shook her head, but she couldn't say a word. suffered a huge blow. Seeing this, Qing Huan stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly between her eyebrows, and the female ghost fell down in response.
A snow-white figure slowly emerged on the bridge, Qing Huan said calmly: "Take her to Li Wang Terrace and settle her down."
"yes."
Mo Ze took the initiative to turn into a red light and spread it on the table, Qing Huan quietly watched the life of the female ghost above, and the ins and outs of her life and death.
The female ghost's name is Liangxue, and she was...a female Taoist priest. There is an old naughty boy master and three senior brothers who have their own strengths. The four masters and apprentices have no family or sect. It would be nice if she could live like this for the rest of her life, but unfortunately Liangxue fell in love with someone she shouldn't love, that person is her uncle's apprentice, talented and bold since she was a child, and she has been pursuing immortality all her life. Heaven's Secret, Destiny, Taoism... In his view, everything can be sacrificed. The two of them practiced evil methods, and in the end they even put their minds on Liangxue's master and apprentice.
The female ghost Liangxue didn't know the love between men and women, so she was naturally deceived. The plan of the teacher and apprentice was to draw her soul out and make her a Rakshasa with evil methods, but the four masters, seniors and brothers desperately rescued her. The snow ghost was obsessed, and finally ended up like this. Although his body died, his soul was freed.
She was soaked in a pool of blood during her lifetime. In order to save her and free her soul, the master changed his life against the sky and sacrificed a total of 100 years of life together with the three senior brothers. But in the process of fighting with the uncle, they didn't win, both sides were injured, the senior brother even broke his legs, the second senior brother lost his cultivation base, the master's hair turned gray all night, and the third senior brother was seriously injured.
The female ghost Liangxue is extremely guilty, hating her stupidity and being used by traitors, she can just die, but she is sorry for the kindness of her master's upbringing and the fellowship of her brothers. They just escaped from the mountain, and the female ghost Liangxue didn't even know if they could survive.
She just wanted to make up for the regret that she couldn't take care of her children, she just wanted to save them and let them live a good life, and she also wanted to get rid of the uncle and that person, otherwise all the people in the world would be ruined.
As a cultivator, she has even forgotten the most basic Tao. Now that she has ended up like this, she has to rescue her master and senior brothers desperately to gather a group of remnants of souls.
Qing Huan sighed.
The goose feathers were snowing heavily, and three people with torn clothes and injuries walked on the snow with difficulty. The one walking in the middle of them was particularly large, and after a closer look, it turned out that he was carrying an unconscious person on his back. It's freezing cold, and if they can't find a place to stay, they will die here soon. Even if they found a foothold, it was still a question of whether they could walk out of this mountain alive.
At this moment, there was a faint cry of a baby. The white-haired old man in the lead was taken aback and looked around quickly.
"Master, what's the matter?" asked the young man with his back on his back. His head and face were covered with blood, and he could no longer see what he looked like.
"It looks like a baby is crying."
"What?" the young man said without hesitation, "Then look for it quickly!"
Even at such a juncture, they still did not lose their innocent hearts, they were tolerant, upright and kind. Qing Huan suddenly felt that it was her honor to be able to save such a person.
Trembling, the old man pushed aside the snowdrift, and saw the wrapped child among the dead branches and leaves covered with snow. The little baby was already blue and purple from the cold, and even the cry was weak. He quickly picked up the child and said, "We have to speed up, otherwise not only will we die, but the child's life will also be lost."
"Yes, Master." The young man who always loved to confront Master was not as open-mouthed as before, but very respectful.
The young man who was walking at the end coughed twice, but he immediately covered his mouth, blood flowed from his fingers, he wiped it off as if nothing happened, and then continued to follow.
Strange to say, not long after seeing the child, they saw the fire at the foot of the mountain. The four masters and apprentices hurriedly knocked on the door, there was no one in the room, only the stove was burning vigorously, and on the table were steamed pancakes, side dishes and several plates of sauced beef—it seemed like it was prepared for them.
The four hesitated for a moment, and the old man said: "It's the only way to go now, eat quickly, and when you leave later, leave all the valuables on you." Otherwise, you will have to bear another karma.
The life of a true cultivator is very bitter. The Taoists have nothing to do. If they want to be detached, they can only practice hard. Otherwise, they will be like those magic sticks. They go to tell their fortunes and look at their faces. Don’t they worry about their good life? ? Old man Lang pays attention to two points in accepting apprentices all his life, one is fate and the other is character. Although his little apprentice has a heart for someone he shouldn't like, his morals are pure from beginning to end. Even at the critical moment of life and death, she was the one who blocked the attack, otherwise they wouldn't be able to live now.
Just as he was thinking, a pair of soft little hands suddenly hit his face. Old man Lang looked down, and saw that the child was gradually warming up under the oven, and was looking at him with a pair of big black and bright eyes. A child who was abandoned in the ice and snow, it would be useless even if he could find his parents. Old man Lang sighed, a look of sadness appeared on his usually careless face.
At this time, the boy brought over the warm rice soup, "Master, feed this child a little."
Old man Lang hummed, and fed rice soup to the baby in his arms with a spoon: "Shouxian, you should go and eat something too, we have to rest and hurry up, lest your uncle and the others catch up again if they are not dead. .”
"Understood." The young man named Shouxian turned around and went back to the kang to sit down, biting a pancake and watching the child in Old Man Lang's arms lost in thought. "Master, what should we do with this child? Shall we go before we find her biological parents?"
"The lost child in winter is a girl. I don't want it. Even if I find it, it's useless." The young man took a sip of the soju and said lightly, with a sad expression on his face. The man on his back who was in a state of embarrassment but was still handsome and handsome was put on the kang and forcefully poured some rice soup just now. This life is all hanging, and no one knows how long it will last. The pills were eaten up during the war, and it was their good fortune to be able to return to the mountain alive.
"Then what should we do, Master? This child?" Shouxian asked worriedly, and glanced at the young man again. "Poor thing."
"... take her with you."
The sudden hoarse voice stunned everyone, and Shouxian said in surprise: "Elder brother! You're awake!"
As he spoke, he ran over cheerfully, took food and stuffed it into the hand of the handsome man.
The man coughed a few times and didn't answer, but looked at old man Lang: "Master, God took away one of our junior sisters, isn't this returning one of us?"
Yes, at such a critical moment, it was a coincidence that they met like this, and then they found this wooden house, which happened to contain wound medicine and food... Old man Lang sighed and said, "Yes, there is a destiny."
"Give this doll a name!" said the optimistic boy with a baby face.
Old man Lang thought for a while, and at this time the man spoke again—in fact, he didn't know why, but such a name suddenly popped up in his mind. "Call it Qing Huan. The taste in the world is Qing Huan's Qing Huan."