The years I was in the human world

The attendants with white painted faces stopped, turned their heads strangely, but their bodies were still facing the original direction, and grinned sinisterly. They drew the swords at their waists and searched around for the source of the crying.

The ragged little girl was roughly dragged to the front of the crown prince's carriage. The matchmaker glanced at her coldly, then turned to the groom in a bright red wedding dress and asked, "Your Highness, how do you think we should deal with this little hoof that has ruined the joy?"

The crown prince's face was also very pale. He stared at the girl who was pinned to the ground by the guards for a moment, and suddenly asked in a strange tone: "Is it just her? The number of people doesn't seem right."

As he spoke, he raised his head, and his gloomy eyes swept around, then looked at the place where Lu Zhouxue and the other two were hiding, raised his hand and pointed: "Aren't there still strangers hiding there? The wedding banquet is just missing a main course."

Hearing this, the wedding lady rolled her eyes and understood what the crown prince meant. She then ordered the attendants, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you continue to look for someone?"

Seeing the eerie attendants surrounding him, Lu Zhouxue quietly summoned the Sad Wind Sword from his sleeve. Just as he was about to take action, Xiao Fengzhuo reached into his sleeve, grabbed his wrist, and signaled him to be patient.

Lu Zhouxue turned to look at him with doubt in her eyes. Xiao Fengzhuo shook his head slightly and whispered, "They can't find us—"

Before Xiao Fengzhuo finished speaking, Kong Que suddenly gave a short cry of surprise, then rolled and crawled behind Lu Zhouxue, afraid of alerting the enemy, so he pointed at the ghost-like wedding procession and asked, "Brother Lu, what is that?"

As she spoke, her eyes became watery, as if she was really scared, and she clutched Lu Zhouxue's sleeve tightly.

The sound of Peacock startled the attendants who came with Bao Chao. What was originally a small matter that could be avoided by concentrating and holding one's breath turned into a trouble that had to be dealt with. Xiao Fengzhuo glanced at Peacock obliquely. This girl was more decisive than he had imagined.

Even if she could go back in time, she had no intention of changing her mind. So it seemed that her act of keeping Lu Zhouxue's body was not out of nostalgia as the rumors said.

"Keep an eye on her." Xiao Fengzhuo pushed Kong Que into Lu Zhouxue's arms, saying something with a double meaning, he drew out the scimitar from his waist and came to catch their ghost servants. These guards were just ordinary Qing ghosts, and it was not difficult to deal with them. They could be dealt with in a moment.

Peacock pretended to be afraid and shrank into Lu Zhouxue's arms, but in fact she was staring at Xiao Fengzhuo's movements intently. She was also observing, trying to tell from his moves whether he had come back as well. Noticing Peacock's hidden gaze, Xiao Fengzhuo paused in his smooth swordsmanship, intentionally revealing a flaw.

Although he still dealt with the group of ghost servants, the sudden pause in his movements in the middle was seen by Peacock as a sign that his time was up and the spiritual energy in his body was beginning to riot. Peacock could not remember many details, but she did not forget that Xiao Fengzhuo's time was up during this period.

Although she didn't know how he came back two hundred years later, at least two hundred years ago, he was indeed just an old demon who was about to die. Peacock didn't know why she suddenly went back two hundred years, but it was not a bad thing for her.

Judging from the current situation, perhaps she is the only one who has returned, so maybe she can do better this time on some of the things that were delayed last time.

For example, the divine bone in Lu Zhouxue's body. Last time, she was a rookie and powerless, so the divine bone was divided between the goddess Yaoguang and the goddess Wuxiang. She had to take Xiao Fengzhuo's demon bone as a substitute. This time it is different. She wants to keep the divine bone, and as for Xiao Fengzhuo's demon bone, she can use it for other things.

Peacock looked down at her wrist, on which was a very light tattoo, which was the mark of the Zhaoyang Sword. This time she returned to the old days, she had the cultivation level of two hundred years later.

Xiao and Lu were unaware that Kong Qing was already planning what to do with their bodies after they died. Xiao Fengzhuo pretended to have done his best to deal with all the Sheqing ghosts. Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was really exhausted from holding back and pretending.

"Azhuo, are you okay?" Lu Zhouxue tightened his hand on Kong Que's shoulder, also diligently performing his duty of showing anxiety and worry.

"I'm fine, just take care of yourself." Xiao Fengzhuo waved his hand. The two exchanged glances in the air and then looked away.

"You really are loyal and righteous. Even at this time you still care about each other." The matchmaker snorted and licked her lips with her long tongue. She hadn't tasted the tender taste of human flesh for many years. Today, with the blessing of the crown prince, this crude old woman could also ask for a bowl of meat soup.

The matchmaker was happy. She stared at the peacock in Lu Zhouxue's arms with burning eyes, but she felt a little regretful. The skin and flesh of adults were firm and not as tender as that of children. She was afraid that she would not be able to eat this piece of boy's flesh.

A dark road suddenly opened up under Lu Zhouxue's feet. He and Kong Que fell into it just like last time. Xiao Fengzhuo also rushed over and tried to grab his hand. Before the two separated, Xiao Fengzhuo's lips moved, and the shape of his mouth seemed to say, "Protect yourself."

Lu Zhouxue and Kong Que were gone, and without people watching the show, Xiao Fengzhuo was too lazy to pretend. His fingertips slid across the blade, leaving a long and narrow trail of blood. Then he rushed to the front of the wedding procession like lightning, and with a wave of his hand and a drop of the knife, the sedan bearer's head fell to the ground.

"I don't like your swordsmanship." The Crown Prince looked at the scimitar in Xiao Fengzhuo's hand and inexplicably thought of someone. For a moment, he was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. Even marrying a concubine couldn't make him happy. "It always reminds me of that damned man - all the soldiers obey my orders. This thief is rebelling and should be killed!"

Countless ghost soldiers crawled up again in the dark place. Most of them had wounds that could never heal. Some had half of their heads chopped off, some had their stomachs ripped open with their intestines spilling out, some had half of their bodies missing and could only crawl on the ground... Their appearances before death were all strange and varied, but they were all reflected in their souls. The torn armor was wrapped around their bodies, covered with rust, and the flags in the team could no longer be identified.

They are the souls who died in battle and cannot be reincarnated. They are used by the royal family for generations and are the cheapest pawns.

Xiao Fengzhuo looked coldly at the crown prince who was mercilessly driving these soldiers to die. He slowly tightened the scimitar in his hand and was a little hesitant.

Xiao Han's sword has a strong murderous aura, and these obsessed ghosts will be torn to pieces if they encounter it. These soldiers cannot be compared with the ghost servants he just dealt with. They were all on the battlefield and still missed their homeland, so they could not rest in peace. If he let them be torn to pieces like this, it would be too cruel.

Xiao Fengzhuo has never been an overly cold person. The love and hatred in his heart are equally strong, so he also has compassion and mercy.

Xiao Fengzhuo sheathed his scimitar. The Crown Prince raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that he was afraid of tens of thousands of ghosts, and seemed a little pleased: "Have you given up resistance?"

Xiao Fengzhuo looked at him inexplicably, with deep emotions in his eyes, but taking into consideration the whereabouts of Lu Zhouxue and Kong Que, he did not waste time and took out a snow-white mourning stick from the Qiankun Ring and hit the nearest group of hideous-looking ghost soldiers.

Soon, the resentment of these ghost soldiers was completely dispersed, and they returned to their original appearance and entered the reincarnation path. The crown prince watched him holding the mourning stick to pray for the souls of the dead, and his face sank again. He looked at Xiao Fengzhuo with a fake smile and said in a gloomy tone: "So he is a monk with long hair."

Xiao Fengzhuo was originally fighting with the ghost soldiers who surrounded him, and upon hearing this, he raised his eyes and stared at the prince with an ambiguous look, and then in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared from the spot, and the mourning stick came across from behind and was placed at the prince's throat.

The prince's eyes widened slightly in astonishment. Xiao Fengzhuo held his chin with one hand and whispered in his ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You are wrong, Third Brother. It has never been my habit to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures. How come you don't recognize me after not seeing me for so many years?"

"Chu Zhaoli! You are still alive?" Xiao Fengzhuo's voice and appearance had changed, but the indifference and mocking tone in his eyes really left a deep impression on the prince. Combined with what he said, the prince quickly recognized him.

"Yes, I'm still alive, living a better life than all of you." Seeing the prince's look of disbelief, jealousy and hatred, Xiao Fengzhuo, who had always been trapped in the past, finally felt a little happy. "But third brother, after all these years, you are still dreaming of becoming a prince?"

"Isn't it my eldest brother who dreams of becoming the crown prince?" The crown prince was in his hands. His face was distorted with jealousy when he saw Xiao Fengzhuo alive. However, he was still fearlessly poking at Xiao Fengzhuo's sore spots. He knew very well what his eldest brother, who had nothing, feared the most.

"No matter what I am, I am the crown prince who has ascended the throne and the most beloved child of my father. I am not like my elder brother, the deposed crown prince, the incompetent king, the Xihuai emperor...hahahahahahaha, even if he is the most cowardly emperor, he is definitely not as meritorious as my elder brother. Am I right, elder brother?"

Xiao Fengzhuo listened to the prince's mocking words, every word hit at his wound that would never heal. The titles that the world and historians gave him were indeed embarrassing. If he were a traitor, he could still deserve the title of ambitious. Ambition has never been a derogatory word in the Western Dynasty.

However, when the imperial edict to depose him was issued, even a three-year-old child knew that rebellion was just an excuse made up by the emperor and his father. In the final analysis, it was the emperor and his father and the court officials who thought he was too useless. The three words "Chu Zhaoli" were nothing but a joke in the entire royal family.

"Third brother, you are so proud, how could you forget that it was your eldest brother who buried your body?" Xiao Fengzhuo smiled gently, but kicked the prince off the horse, squatted beside him, pulled out the scimitar from his waist, wiped the prince's cheek and inserted it into the ground.

"Third brother, although my eldest brother has a bad reputation, he lived a long life. Now the old people of the Western Dynasty have turned into dry bones. At least some respectability was left in the history books, but you must remember that this respectability was given by Prince Ding'an. It is already very hard for my third brother to be a lonely ghost after his death. He should not want to not even have the offerings of Zhongyuan, right?"

"Chu Zhaoli! How dare you!" The prince's face changed instantly. He couldn't enter the reincarnation in the first place. If he lost the incense offerings, he would be no different from a wandering ghost. "You destroyed the offerings, and you will be struck by lightning."

"Third brother has really gone backwards over the years." Xiao Fengzhuo patted the prince's face. "When he begged me, he still called me 'eldest brother'. Now he calls me by my full name. Why shouldn't I be afraid? Anyway, I am not happy in my life. If you are not happy either, then I will be happy too."

As Xiao Fengzhuo spoke, he smiled at the prince's gorgeous red wedding dress, and then laughed again: "It seems that Third Brother really misses the days when he was crowned the prince and married a concubine. After so many years, he still has to drag the big ghost and the little ghost to act diligently."

"What a pity. Third brother was so proud and high-spirited back then, but now he is so gloomy and evil." Xiao Fengzhuo said mockingly, and then he suddenly remembered that he found Lu Zhouxue in the bridal chamber last time. The smug smile on his face froze, and then he looked at the prince on the ground in disbelief.

"Fuck you, you're going to marry my wife?" Xiao Fengzhuo kicked the prince hard, then thought of Lu Zhouxue in her wedding dress in the bridal chamber, kicked her again, then pulled her up by the collar, gritting his teeth and saying, "Chu Zhaoyun, you really like your sister-in-law, don't you?"

Last time, his relationship with Lu Zhouxue was not too close, so he didn't pay attention to it. This time the situation is different, so naturally he is angry.

拳打脚踢把太子揍了一顿，萧风灼提着刀正想去寻人，目光触及热热闹闹的娶亲仪仗，却又改了主意，既然新嫁娘是路舟雪，那么他来娶，又有何不可？

Thinking of this, Xiao Fengzhuo simply jumped onto the horse, looked down at his own dark clothes, which did not quite suit the atmosphere of a wedding. He got off the horse again and took a look at the wedding clothes on the prince. In the end, he did not take off his clothes because he was disgusted.

Xiao Fengzhuo squatted on the ground and thought for a while in distress. The red color was dazzling. Although he was unruly, he did not like that color. He had never worn clothes of that color. Now that it was urgent, where could he find a red dress?

Xiao Fengzhuo was unable to move, and the prince was thrown to the ground by him. There was no one in charge in the wedding procession, and the matchmaker was waiting carefully on the side with a handkerchief in her hand, not daring to act rashly. The entire ceremony was in silence.

"...Has the poison been administered?" The woman's voice sounded in Lu Zhouxue's ears. He did not lose consciousness after he and Peacock fell into the Netherworld this time. He pretended to be unconscious, controlled the frequency of his breathing, and quietly listened to the conversation between unknown people in his ears.

"I ate it myself. I saw him eat it." It was Peacock who answered. Her voice was childish, but her tone was indifferent and mature, which was inconsistent with her age. "He has strong spiritual power. After the poison takes effect, it will wear off very quickly. Have you arranged it?"

"Little girl, you are more cruel than I thought. He is an elder who has done you a favor." The woman said sarcastically.

"Yaoguang, don't criticize me with a righteous attitude. We are the same kind of people." Kong Que retorted. They were clearly two people in a cooperative relationship, but they were ruthless in exposing each other's shortcomings. "I didn't see you really feel sad when your father died."