Zheng Zhiyu clearly likes her too.
Xu Jiao could see it.
But the other party refused to agree to marry her. The girl in the dream had no choice. One day, she secretly used the spirit wine made by Zheng Zhiyu herself to get drunk, and secretly replaced it with Zheng Zhiyu. I have been sewing my own wedding dress for a long time.
As soon as all this was done, the girl started to arrange the wedding room.
Red candles, wine, peanuts, melon seeds…
She arranged it the same way.
Humming the song, the mood is very happy.
Even counting the time when she was waiting for a good time, she would be able to wake up the awkward and stubborn Taoist nun and marry her. After all, she had already seen it, and the other party also liked her.
I just hope that Zheng Zhiyu won't be too angry at that time.
The place where the two live is a temporary place to stay, in a small mountain village. The people in the village are all working at sunrise and resting at sunset. They are simple and kind. Just when the auspicious time was about to arrive, there was a sudden knock at the door Voice.
The man Xu Jiao leaned over consciously walked over without defense, and when he opened the door, there was still joy on his face, "Who... ah?"
The voice hasn't fallen yet.
There was already a pain in the chest.
She saw a woman with hatred on her face, and also saw the pig-killing knife in the woman's hand. At this moment, the sharp blade was aimed at her, and it sank into half of her chest.
The girl recognized the woman.
Previously, Zheng Zhiyu took her and accepted this person's entrustment together, saying that her husband was hooked by the fox-jing and wanted to ask the immortal master to help, so the two went together, but it was not the fox who cultivated it The ghost, but the weasel, was originally the woman's husband who killed the weasel family, and now they come to seek revenge.
That weasel was stubborn, and would rather give up his cultivation and let this man die of heartache because of the loss of his love.
Zheng Zhiyu couldn't wake it up.
The weasel was no match for Zheng Zhiyu. When he still had one breath left, he cursed himself and cursed the man of that family for three generations. At that time, whether it was the cursed man or the woman who entrusted him, they were all desperate and sad. look.
The man woke up from his confusion and kept scolding the woman: "Why are you looking for these charlatans! Even a weasel can't solve it! What should I do! What will happen to my curse in the future!"
"It's all your fault! A woman's opinion!"
Zheng Zhiyu originally planned to find a solution to this curse.
The girl had seen many times that she planned to go to the Miao Village or go to the north, all for the purpose of unlocking the curse, who knows...
She looked down at the knife in her chest.
The woman seemed to be frightened, but also seemed to have decided her hatred. She looked around and thought that Zheng Zhiyu was not there, so she spit at Xu Jiao and scolded: "Yao Dao, it's all your fault! It's all your fault! Harmful! My family has been destroyed! It has caused us to be destroyed! It's all because of you!"
…
Xu Jiao came to Zheng Zhiyu's point of view again.
She experienced the pain of the Taoist nun rubbing her forehead after sobering up. She saw the beautiful wedding dress on her body, and she didn't know what to think. Then, she suddenly started to pull on the dress, chanting words in her mouth:
"no… "
"Love is not over... You can't get married..."
Halfway through the conversation, she noticed a faint smell of blood in the air.
Zheng Zhiyu was startled, sat up and shouted outside the courtyard, but no one answered.
She had a strong bad premonition in her heart, and she didn't even need to measure anything, she had already guessed who had the accident, she hurriedly went out, and the long wedding dress under her feet blocked her for a while. The **husband stood firm.
Zheng Zhiyu kept telling herself to calm down, to calm down, but when she saw the figure in the pool of blood, her breathing was still suffocated.
Immediately after—
She went over quickly and tapped several large acupuncture points on the person's body, trying to stop the bleeding, but the person who was hugging was already cold.
The three souls and seven souls are about to disperse.
Weakness.
Zheng Zhiyu hugged this person, but the first sentence that sounded in her mind was many years ago. When she took this person out of her titular husband's house, the other person asked innocently:
"I don't love him... Is this also a calamity?"
Zheng Zhiyu only counted that that day was the day when the other party would transcend the calamity.
turn out to be.
It turned out that the calamity to be crossed was not the so-called husband, but himself.
Because the girl the girl likes is her.
From the moment she rescued the other party, the girl had already been robbed.
No wonder how Zheng Zhiyu calculates their marriage now, they are both fierce, no wonder...
She didn't care that her red robe was stained with blood, she sat there dumbfounded with someone in her arms, and flashed in her mind many spells that changed fate, each of which she had heard of and learned from her master. I have been told by my master thousands of times:
"I passed on these techniques to you, but our Daoist inheritors are all for the pursuit of longevity and the Dao. The Dao has its natural laws, but these techniques are all against the sky, and will damage the lifespan and cause and effect backlash. I passed it on to you so that it will not be lost, but I hope you will never use it in your life."
Xiuxian this way.
One wrong step, one wrong step.
Zheng Zhiyu looked down at the person whose face had turned pale in her arms, and felt that every voice in her mind was encouraging her, use it, you have been devoted to the Dao in your life, you have done countless good deeds, and you have saved an unknown number of people, but you But you can't even save your lover, don't you feel useless
Use it, since the master has passed on your techniques, it means that you have a predestined relationship with them. After all, you will not be able to cultivate the Dao. It would be better to be with her today as an ordinary mandarin duck in the world, and stay together for a lifetime.
Cast it, you only have one life, don't you
But there is still residual reason telling her—
Now sending the other party to reincarnation, the girl still has a happy next life. In this life, the other party will follow her to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and the next life will have good retribution, and there is no need to become something that is neither human nor demon.
If you use those heaven-defying sorceries, Zheng Zhiyu, you will lose your whole life. You want her to not be reborn after her death, so it will be wiped out
A person whose life has been changed will not be recognized by reincarnation after death.
It would be fine if the living changed their lives, but the dead still forcibly continued their lives, which is equivalent to changing life and death, reversing yin and yang, and violating the principles of the world. How could Samsara admit her
Zheng Zhiyu sat in that courtyard all afternoon.
That night, she finally moved, cleaned the girl, and changed her clothes.
The pale-white soul and tailed person clung to her sleeves, looking very guilty:
"If I..."
"It would be fine if I didn't give you alcohol. I deserve it, don't be sad."
Zheng Zhiyu just replied "um" very lightly.
When she saw the person passing by the Sanshengshi and was about to cross the Naihe Bridge, the other person stopped and said to her, "You... go back, don't send me off, before going down the mountain, it was you who watched me go, This time, I'll see you go."
Zheng Zhiyu looked at her, as if rooting under her feet, she didn't move.
The girl smiled at her: "Let's go, while I still remember you, I will give you a ride, and when I cross the Naihe Bridge and drink the Mengpo soup, I will never remember you again, and you will forget me too. To repair your avenues, to be your immortals."
Zheng Zhiyu stood still, just looking at her and listening to what she said to gain immortality.
Looking at that face, which is very beautiful even if it has become a soul, Zheng Zhiyu's most steadfast heart since he followed his master to cultivate immortals at the age of six or seven gradually began to shake...
Be a fairy.
Does she still want to be a fairy
After entering this world and responding to this love calamity, how could she become a fairy
But she didn't want the other party to worry, just turned her head back silently, hiding her thoughts as usual, this time she also carefully hid her struggles, pain, and feelings of parting, and walked out of the underworld as if nothing had happened.
She didn't know, but Xu Jiao knew that the girl didn't leave the front of Sanshengshi, she just stood there dumbfounded, because Xu Jiao's angle changed again, this time she returned to the girl with the same face and name as herself on the child.
She saw a person in the Sanshengshi, Zheng Zhiyu.
Legend has it that the souls of the underworld can see the lives of the people they cared about most when they passed through the Three Lives Stones. Some souls are so concerned about their relatives and loved ones that they can't bear to leave, and they have to wait in front of the Three Lives Stones for the people they care about to come back.
The girl thought, she has no wish, as long as she sees Zheng Zhiyu forgetting herself and becoming an immortal, she will reincarnate and leave.
so…
In this way, she can also forget this Taoist nun.
…
With this thought in mind, Xu Jiao stood in front of Sanshengshi for a long time.
She saw Zheng Zhiyu returning from the underworld.
The man didn't even change the Taoist robe on his body, so he sat for a long time in the wedding room she arranged, as if he was in a trance, and then Zheng Zhiyu slowly raised his hand and touched the bright red under his body On the sheets, I touched the lilies, melon seeds, and peanuts one by one.
At first Xu Jiao didn't know what she was doing.
Until Zheng Zhiyu got up from the bed, put away those things one by one, and then filled the two brand new glasses on the table with wine, picked up a glass by herself, and bent her arms, as if she was drinking with someone.
As soon as the wine glass reached her lips, Zheng Zhiyu put it down again, a bit of shyness appeared on her face, a little crimson. After a long time, she lightly touched another glass that was already full of wine with the glass, and issued a message. crisp sound.
Xu Jiao heard her say:
"I do not blame you."
"You are happy with me and want to marry me, I... why not?"
"Today is our wedding day."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Zhiyu raised his head and drank the glass of wine.
She poured herself another glass.
Xu Jiao watched her drink cup by cup, and the wine flowed from her face, chin, and everywhere. Xu was drunk, and later, the corners of her eyes were also wet.
Like crying.
Also like spilled wine.
She tore off the Taoist robe from her body, put on the wedding dress that Xu Jiao secretly changed for her, and slept alone on that wedding bed.
Seeing this, although she didn't know what happened between them later, Xu Jiao knew at this moment why Zheng Zhiyu always wore that bright red wedding dress when she was with her.