The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

【Tianyong City】

Ling Duan was temporarily unable to move, and Ling Yue stayed with him in Fengyao Cave for three days. After confirming that there was nothing unusual about him, he let go of his long-sustained heart and returned from the back mountain with him in a good mood. Disciple Jingshe.

Ling Duan stood at the door with Ling Yue's shoulders on his shoulders, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his trembling left hand and pushed open the door of the bedroom. Everything in the room was still the same as it was before he absorbed the evil spirit and went down the mountain.

With difficulty, Ling Duan directed his stiff body, moved to the table in the middle of the room, and rubbed his fingers against the nick he had made on the edge of the table with a dagger when he was seven years old. The Tianyong City school uniform hung neatly on the side, if it wasn't for his physical discomfort reminding him of the unbearable memory of living outside, he would have suspected that he had actually just dozed off accidentally while practicing swords, and had a haircut. It had been a nightmare, and now he woke up, and everything was the same.

"I'm afraid you won't get used to it. You haven't let anyone touch anything here."

Ling Yue couldn't see Ling Duan's expression, but he could somewhat guess some of his inner thoughts, and he was unconsciously cautious in his tone, for fear of touching the taboo in Ling Duan's heart.

"I thought this place had already been allocated to other disciples, but I didn't expect my brother to keep it for me."

Ling Duan's eyes widened and he raised his head and paused for a moment, stopping the tears that were about to come out of his eyes, before he turned around and smiled at Ling Yue. He should feel lucky, although for a while, their life trajectories seemed to be off. The wild horses without reins ran wildly in two completely different directions, but fortunately, they still arrived at the same destination by different routes and did not miss each other.

"Second Senior Brother, you are finally back!"

Several sword lights flashed across the sky above the disciple's jingshe, before Fu Que finished speaking, people had already appeared in the courtyard, and all the juniors who had good friends with Ling Duan lined up behind Fu Que, staring closely at Ling Duan , Many people have red eyes.

Ling Duan wiped the corners of his eyes to straighten his expression, clasped his fists with both hands, and saluted.

"During this period of time, I will be sorry for you, brothers and sisters."

As soon as Ling Duan spoke, Fu Que's heart was full of emotions, and she couldn't bear the elder's arrogance at all. She lifted the intricate Taoist robe, threw herself into Ling Duan's arms, and cried bitterly.

Lingchuan and other well-known elders of Tianyong City also raised their sleeves to hide their red eyes. When they were young, they studied together in Tianyong City and went down the mountain to eliminate demons. Lingduan was lifeless in the back mountain. After being in a coma for thousands of years, scenes flashed before his eyes, which is really embarrassing.

"I have become someone else's master, why are you still crying like a little girl?"

Ling Duan was bumped by Fu Que, but fortunately Ling Yue reached out to support his back in time to maintain his balance, shook his head helplessly, raised his hand to pat Fu Que's back, and teased her.

"Second senior brother, I'm sorry."

"Second senior brother, I'm sorry."

"Second senior brother, I'm sorry."

Fu Que raised her head and choked out a sentence of apology that had been suppressed in her heart for thousands of years, and all the juniors also bowed down and saluted, chanting those six words.

She waited for a chance to apologize face-to-face with Ling Duan for thousands of years. She thought she would have to wait until the next day to meet underground before she could speak out. She didn't expect that they would really meet one day, maybe it really was God have mercy on you.

Ling Duan turned sideways, passed the courtesy of all the juniors, and helped Fu Que up with his own hands.

"I absorbed the demonic energy into my body without permission. No matter what the reason was, it was all wrong. In the past, everything was my own fault, no one else."

"Don't mention the past, as long as the second brother can continue to stay with us in Tianyong City in the future, now that you are back, this family will finally be reunited!"

Fu Que sniffed, wiped away the tears from her face, and raised a smiling face. After hearing this, everyone outside the door relieved the burden in their hearts, and felt a lot more relaxed.

"Yeah, yeah, I can practice swords with my second senior brother in the future, and we can learn from each other..."

People poured into the room, chattering and discussing.

"I see that even the worst of you is already in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and I'm only in the late stage of Jindan, how can I compete with you?"

Ling Duan waved his hand, making everyone laugh with an annoyed look.

"In the past, we were tortured by the second senior brother in every sparring session. We just took this opportunity to take revenge. Otherwise, in a year or so, the second senior brother's cultivation level will definitely surpass ours again."

Ling Chuan danced and moved towards Ling Duan, with a funny expression on his face.

"Brother, they bully me with low cultivation, don't you care?"

Ling Duan stretched out his hand to pull the sleeve of Ling Yue who was standing quietly beside him, and shook it slightly, pouted with an aggrieved expression.

"Whoever wants to compete with you, let them come to me for a few tricks first, and I will challenge you after winning..."

Ling Yue patted Ling Duan's head, seeing that his physical strength was a little weak, he pulled him closer to his arms and carried him to the bedside.

Fu Que took the lead with a "shh", and the people in the room winked at each other and clicked their tongues.

"You said, Second Senior Brother is back, what title do you want to use?"

"Elder Duan? It's kind of ugly..."

"Second Elder? It sounds even worse..."

Fu Que rolled her eyes, pointed with her chin to the two people who were leaning against each other beside the bed as if no one was whispering, and despised this group of slow-witted fools in her heart.

"What's the elder, it's best to call Mrs. Zhangjiao!"

Ling Yue clapped his hands and laughed, put his arms around Ling Duan's neck, and pressed a kiss on the corner of his mouth generously.

"Ling Duan, Fu Que has grown more and more over the years."

【Different world】

The next day, Xie Jiuye sent someone to deliver a piece of high-quality Hetian jade. Qi Tiezui tried three times with the material Zhang Qishan found for him, but all failed. He was obviously familiar with the refining method, but when he started, he always It was a bit off the mark, but there was really no other way, and Zhang Qishan was asked to help, and the jade pendant sent by Xie Jiuye was successfully refined.

The jade pendant was sent to Xie Mansion, Xie Jiuye took out a brocade box from the secret compartment in the study room, opened the brocade box and took out the jade pendant that Lingduan had given him before and put it together with the jade pendant that had just been delivered. After looking at it for a while, he sighed. Take a breath.

"Xie San, call Xie Yi and Jie Er back, and you don't have to follow Master Ba in the future."

Xie San, who was hiding in the dark, agreed, and turned out of the study from the window. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared. Xie Jiuye held the jade pendant tightly, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"Lingduan, where have you been? Didn't you say you are the best friend, why don't you even give me a chance to say goodbye..."

In the empty study room, only Xie Jiuye's murmurs echoed, and no one could answer his questions.

The second master was recovering from his wounds in Baiqiaozhai, and it had been a while since he had inquired about the holy tree. He was almost recovered from his injuries, but he didn't find any useful information. After receiving a message from Zhang Qishan asking him to return to Changsha, he bid farewell to the hospitality The big chieftain returned to Changsha City alone.

The adjutant brought Lord Baylor into Changsha with great fanfare, and lived in the newly purchased courtyard of Zhang Qishan. Qi Tiezui has been busy running around in recent days, contacting various forces, suppressing Lu Jianxun and others, and living in the moldy house in Beiping When Yin Xinyue heard the news, she also brought the staff and girls from the Xinyue Hotel back to Changsha to join in the fun.

At night, all the parties had settled down, and each went back to the room to rest. Xie Jiuye was still drinking and drinking in the yard of the other courtyard. There were many things during these days, so for the convenience of contact, he simply stayed in the other courtyard for a while for a few days.

"Old Jiu, why are you interested in drinking alone this month?"

In recent days, Xie Jiuye's attitude towards Qi Tiezui has changed. No one else has noticed, but Zhang Qishan is somewhat aware of it.

"My mind is a little tired, so I just stay here and relax for a while."

Xie Jiuye took an empty glass, filled it himself, and put it on the empty seat beside him.

"Some things are arranged by God, so why be persistent."

Zhang Qishan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, the wine was stronger than expected, he remembered that Lao Jiu didn't like drinking strong alcohol very much.

"Didn't the Buddha always say that you don't believe in fate?"

Xie Jiuye drank all the wine in his glass, his cheeks were a little flushed, but his eyes were very clear.

"It's all that stinky fortune teller who keeps nagging in my ears every day, probably brainwashed by him."

Zhang Qishan hooked the corner of his mouth, picked up the wine glass and touched the glass in front of Xie Jiuye, and drank it down again.

"Who he is is very important to you, but to me, as long as I can always guard him and keep him safe and happy."

After Zhang Qishan finished speaking, he put down his wine glass, patted Xie Jiuye on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

"Will he be fine?"

Xie Jiuye also stood up, looking a little excited.

"They're all going to be fine."

Zhang Qishan paused, and replied in a low voice, but he went straight upstairs without looking back.

Xie Jiuye sat down slumped, repeating the words that he will have a good life over and over again, and it took him a while to show a bitter smile.

"Xie San, I'm drunk, help me back home!"

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