When the fortune teller said this, I was even more confused. Apart from the corpse hunter in Huangquan, who else would look for Qingluo? Moreover, the other party directly blinded all Qingluo's auras, which meant that he didn't want anyone to find Qingluo again and deduce Qingluo's whereabouts.
"Thirteen, or, I want to think again?" The fortune teller knew that Qingluo and I had not known each other for a day or two, and whispered: "Let Zhuangzi's brother look for more these days. I also bother to think about it. How to do."
"Forget it." I knew in my heart, although I don't know who told Qingluo to leave, but the other party did not leak, even if I look for it again and deduct it again, it will not have any results.
At this moment, I felt a deep loneliness, Fang Tian left this world, she disappeared so completely, even the body was reduced to ashes, I will never see her again.
Mrs. Mingyu’s remnant thoughts also disappeared, the whereabouts of the Huangquan corpse collector is unknown, and Qingluo has now disappeared strangely, and the people close to me have just moved away from me one by one.
The distress in my heart was indescribable for a while, the fortune teller naturally knew how I felt in my heart, and even talked and persuaded me.
However, this kind of pain, how could it be possible for others to persuade them in a few words.
"Old God, don't say anything, I know you are kind." I looked at the fortune teller and said, "Is there any wine? Get some."
The fortune teller went to get the wine, and the two of them hid in a hut, sat face to face, and drank glass by glass.
The sorrow of wine is even more melancholy, the mellow wine, the entrance is so bitter, but I can't stop at one end of the glass, it seems that only this bitter taste can suppress the pain in my heart.
The fortune teller accompanied me, one cup after another, and after less than half an hour of drinking like this, I was already drunk.
When I get drunk, my mouth feels like there is no door, my heart is full of distress, and I am really uncomfortable. I don’t know how many oaths I have made, and I will never cry again in this life. However, at this moment, my tears are not affected. Control, it will drip down instantly.
My mouth became very broken. I didn't want to talk about sweet things to the fortune teller, but now I keep chatting, drinking a glass of wine, crying, and complaining. The fortune teller was very patient and listened silently. He sighed deeply when I was nagging and even speaking uncomfortable.
"Thirteen, some things, I... I didn't dare to tell you. Actually, long ago, I knew that you and Fang... Fang could not achieve a positive result in cultivation, but at that time, how did I say it? I just thought, there are always mistakes in deductions and calculations. I have been looking forward to it. I must have made a mistake, but I didn't expect... Thirteenth, Miss Fang is a good person. She did this entirely to make you well Live, then you should live well, right?"
"You don't know, you don't understand... She told me before she died..."
"I know, I know, she told you, telling you to live well, if there is a child in the future, you must name the child Wuyue." The fortune teller looked at my drinking stuff and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support me and said: "Ms. Fang’s request before she died, you must never fail, let alone break your promise. You must live well and give birth to a child in the future. It’s called May.
Whenever I saw May, my heart was always thinking, Miss Fang knew that you did not break your promise in the Spirit of Heaven, and she would stare at it..."
I don't know where I am anymore, lying on the ground, I just kept crying.
After drinking this drink, I slept for two days with my head covered, and when I woke up, I locked everything in my heart deeply, and would no longer confide in who is going to die or live. .
However, I have not forgotten, I have not forgotten Fang Tian’s blood and blood.
During the two days I was drowsy, the fortune teller had not rested, so he stayed by his side, and when I woke up, seeing his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, I felt very sorry.
The rivers and lakes are sinister, knowing people, knowing the face and not knowing the heart, I have been deceived a lot, but there are still life and death friends like gods, who will never leave.
"Old God, thank you very much."
"Thank you, we don't need this friendship." The fortune teller grinned, then narrowed his smile, and said, "Thirteen, what are your plans?"
"Go back to the Wuxian Temple." I have made plans. This time, I will not be able to retreat, at least until I enter the territory again, how much I can compete with those extremely masters.
The fortune teller understood my thoughts, and he frowned and said: "Thirteen, it's not that I beat you back and compete with those top masters. You still owe a lot of heat."
"Don't be afraid, one year won't work, then two years, two years won't work, then five years, ten years, I will keep this account in my heart, sooner or later I will calculate it."
"You are a stubborn temper, I don't advise you."
The fortune teller sent me a long way away, and I temporarily entrusted Hu Zhanshan and the others to the whistlezhuang. I left the whistlezhuang and did not go anywhere else, and went straight back to the Wuxian Temple.
When I came back, Wan Miao was naturally very happy, but after meeting, she realized that I looked wrong. After several questions, I told her the news of Fang Tian's death. Wan Miaoran was speechless at once, and was dumbfounded for a long time.
"You don't need to persuade me, I understand the truth." I looked at Wan Miao Ran and felt that although my life was bitter, it was not a bitter to the end. At least, I still have Fang Tian, and there is a woman like Wan Miao Ran.
I just stayed in the Wuxian Temple. The stormy big river beach, Wuxian Temple is temporarily safe. I usually don't show up, just practice secretly.
Days, just like this, day by day, I don't go out, but I still pay attention to the situation of the river beach. There are people in Wuxian Temple who are doing business outside, making money and also inquiring about news. Every time these people go back to the mountain, I will ask them carefully.
The Qiankun Dao really disappeared, and it was rare to hide it. Not only did the direct lines of the Qiankun Dao disappear temporarily, but even the sects of the rivers and lakes that usually attached to them were also much more honest. Fang Tian and Wan Kun died together, and the passerby was seriously injured. On the ancestral land of Qiankun Dao, Song Dao retired, leaving Zhang Yuanqian alone. It is impossible to leave the ancestral land and go straight to Da River beach support.
After all the calculations, there are only the Anonymous now, but the Anonymous seems to have also disappeared, and there is no trace of him. There is no news about him at all.
The deaths and injuries of a few prominent figures, and those who were left naturally did not dare to make waves. These days, the river beach was the calmest in two years.
There is no news, I am relaxed and nervous, I
I already greeted them, and by the way, I checked the whereabouts of the corpse collector in Huangquan. But Huangquan's corpse hunter was more mysterious than Qiankun Dao, and there was no news at all, and no one knew his whereabouts.
Now that I have made up my mind to live in seclusion in the Wuxian Temple, I don't care about the outside affairs for the time being. Although the days in the Wuxian Temple were calm, my heart could not be completely calmed down. My heart was chaotic, and my entry was slow. I lived there for about four or five months, but I still couldn’t enter.
The days passed so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was winter again. I can't remember, it was the first few winters since I went to the rivers and lakes alone.
When the first snow fell, Wan Yuxiang asked people to prepare a hot pot, and the family, together with the leaders of the Wuxian Temple, were lively and lively. For almost half a year, I have been unsmiling, and I rarely speak. Everyone knows that my mood is not good, so I deliberately interrupted on the wine table just to be happy.
Halfway through the meal, the guardian came to report that someone came to me by name. I thought it was a person from Shaozizhuang. When I left Shaozizhuang, I told the fortuneteller that I would live in seclusion in the Wuxian Temple for a period of time, so that he would come to the Wuxian Temple to find me if he had anything to do.
I asked the guardian to take the person who was asking for the meeting to the gate of the mountain, and went out to see it by myself, but after this meeting, I realized that the person who came was not from the whistle village, but a very strange middle-aged person.
This middle-aged man is about forty years old. He looks quite clean. In the snowy winter, he only wears a thin jacket and a bag on his back.
Seeing this person, I was puzzled and curious, and at the same time, I was a little wary, lest the other party was hiding bad intentions.
However, this is the gate of the Wuxian Temple, and the other party is alone, no matter how great he is, he can't make any waves.
I stepped forward and asked about the origin of the other person. The middle-aged man with a smile on his face, politely bowed, and said: "Entrusted by someone, I will give you a special gift, and if the gift is delivered, it will be fine. "
"Entrusted by others? By whom?"
"I'm only entrusted by others. I don't know who entrusted me. They just said your name and the place where you stayed. They asked me to give gifts." The middle-aged man took off the burden on his body. Said: "The gifts are here."
While I was talking to the middle-aged man, Wan Yuxiang and the others were standing under the eaves. Wan Yuxiang thought this middle-aged man was really my friend, and asked us to sit in the house together.
The middle-aged man was still very polite, thanking Wan Yuxiang, but did not enter the house. I became more and more puzzled in my heart, but when the other party asked three questions, he refused to say who asked him to give the gift.
"Little friend, don't ask any more questions, I really don't know." The middle-aged man said: "The person who gave the gift just brought a message and said thank you for the little friend's care, nothing else, little friend, don't make me embarrassing ."
When the other party said this, I stopped asking, knowing that there was no result after asking. The middle-aged man refused to enter the house, so he stood in the snow, bent down, pulled away the snow in front of him, and then laid down his burden.
The baggage was opened, and all the things inside were wrapped in thick cotton inside and outside several layers. He opened these small packages one by one, and all the gifts in the baggage were presented before his eyes.
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