I have a deep love for Zhenjun

After waiting for a long time, the man didn't speak any more.

I don't feel disappointed, and I don't feel sad.At this moment, any emotion returns to nothingness, leaving only a meager interest in life, supporting this lingering body.

It sounds so good, but in fact it is nothing more than that.

I laughed, trying to say something to ridicule him.Before I could speak, he suddenly stretched out his hand, stroked the back of my neck with his palm, and pressed me into his arms.

Shocked, I forgot to resist.Pressing his forehead against the man's shoulder, he shivered unconsciously, thinking, it's so cold.

From this hand to this hug, everything is cold.It's like a snowy day and an ice cellar, without any temperature.

What didn't match the coldness was the soft, almost comforting slap from the back.

"When I was punished before, my mother always hugged me and patted me three times like this." The man said inappropriate words in an inappropriate tone, "She said, Zhaohua is good, if you pat me, you won't feel sad."

I didn't want to hear his nonsense, so I reprimanded: "Shut up."

Don't think I don't know what he's up to.He would comfort me like this, but the instinct to survive and avoid death was at work.

Do you really think it's so simple...will impress me?

"Zhu Luo, good boy." A slightly cold breath brushed the back of my neck.As if he couldn't hear what I said, he said almost stubbornly, "Take a pat, and you won't be sad."

——Zhu Luo is good, Zhu Luo is good.Don't be sad if foster father pats you, okay?

I froze in place, distraught.

From the beginning of my spiritual consciousness, I knew that my fate was low, and my body was mixed with the blood of black birds and demon foxes.

One wrong move may turn into a bloodthirsty monster.

Whenever I am frustrated in my practice, thinking that maybe I will not have the chance to go to the fairyland in this life, I always avoid everyone, hide in a dark corner alone, break down and cry.

No matter where I hide, foster father can always find me.

He is the most careful, never piercing the self-esteem I tried to maintain, and would just stand aside silently.After I cried to my heart's content, he picked me up and coaxed me softly: "Zhu Luo is good, Zhu Luo is good. Father-in-law pats you, so don't be sad, okay?"

I feel like a lump in my throat, already devastated by grief, but my eye sockets are so dry that I can't find a trace of astringency.Those extraneous things that seemed to me incompetent and weak were resolutely left behind by me in the endless bullying and verbal abuse, maybe even earlier.

On the day my adoptive father passed away, I shed all the tears in my life.

This man is lucky.

With these words, how can I have the heart to kill him?

All the strength in my body was drained in an instant, I lowered my hands and said in a weary voice, "You go, I won't kill you."

"Let's go together." He remained motionless, his fingertips lightly touching my back, "I'll take you away."

"Who are you to me?" I was irritated by his self-righteousness, I pushed him away violently, took a few steps back, and paused every word, "Why don't you get out of here?"

He remained silent, followed my footsteps, pointed two fingers between my eyebrows, and the pure cold spiritual power spread to all limbs and bones like a bubbling spring.

The evil spirit was appeased, and I regained some sanity, raised my eyes, and looked intently.

The face of the person in front of him was still blurred, and he couldn't see clearly.Only those eyes, as clear as the moon and dust-free, penetrated through layers of fog and mists, and leaked a little light.

The faint light was like falling stars at first, falling to the ground without a trace, but in the next instant, an everlasting candle was born.The flames slowly swayed away like waves, eventually engulfing countless filth and embarrassment.

With the help of the light, I finally saw the true face of this man.

That face was the same ice-snow look as before, but when he moved his gaze down and put on the blood-stained white clothes, the ice-snow look showed a bit of sickness for no reason, as if he was about to fade away immediately.

"I'm sorry. I... didn't mean it." I was in a complicated mood, apologetic for the first time, and reached out to touch his wound, "I'll heal your wound."

"No need." Zhaohua avoided me, and covered the wound with his palm, the brilliance circulated a few times, and the blood stain disappeared.

Zhaohua straightened his collar and looked at me for a long while, hesitant to say anything, but he didn't know what to think, his face was glowing, and his expression was quite uncomfortable: "I want to remove the barrier."

I was thinking about how to explain the ins and outs to Zhaohua, but seeing that he had no intention of asking, I was relieved, and followed his words: "Then withdraw, why did you inform me?"

"Your...ears." Zhaohua turned his eyes away, and lightly tapped Yubai's fingertips, landing on the top of his head.

I raised my hand to touch it, and what I could reach was not hair, but soft and fluffy fluff.I thumped several times in my heart, and then touched behind with trembling hands.

Sure enough, because the demon power was out of control, the tail of the fox that I despised the most also drooped and drooped on the ground.

All my life, I hated this ghostly appearance of being neither human nor beast. I tried to transform myself back into a human form, but because of the disordered power of the monster, I made frequent mistakes.

In the end, Zhaohua couldn't see, so he grabbed a floor-length cloak out of thin air, and wrapped me tightly, leaving only a gap for my eyes to show me the way.

After the enchantment was removed, the noise of people sounded again, and the sound of gongs and drums was endless.This bustling scene dispelled a bit of the chill in my heart.

Zhaohua took me around West Street and walked to the back of the Shanren Mansion.Seeing that the road was getting more and more remote, I couldn't help but wonder: "Where are you going?"

He didn't shy away from it: "Explore the good man's house at night."

Night visit to the mansion of the benevolent?I walked a few steps quickly and stopped in front of him: "It's obvious there is something weird there, why are you going into muddy water?"

"Why do you talk about muddy water?" Zhaohua asked me back, "If you stand by and watch at this moment, what should the common people do?"

I really wonder.

In front of me, he has always acted like an idle, dandy young master, but I can't see that he still has the leisure to be a good old man, wasting unnecessary energy for these insignificant people.

I tried to persuade him: "Everything in the world has its own cause and effect. It's just wishful thinking, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and the other is willing to pay the debt. You don't need to rescue him."

"The truth is not yet known. If it is a relationship between love and debt, future generations have no right to comment, so I will naturally not intervene." He walked around me unmoved, "If you don't want to wait for me, go first Go back."

My temper also came up, and I turned around and walked back and forth.

As if someone was too rare to wait for him.

After walking a few steps, he slowed down inexplicably.

The previous demonic aura was so evil, you don't even need to think about it, it must be an old demon who has lived for thousands of years.This god of plague was hurt by me earlier, and his vitality was seriously injured, so I'm afraid he will be at a disadvantage.

In terms of emotion and reason, I shouldn't leave him alone.

……wrong.

My master taught me to do everything according to my ability.If the God of Plague can't beat this monster, I'll die in vain to help him.Then what kind of man Xiao Dashan has never met me, why should I give my life for him for nothing?If Zhaohua wants to take care of it, let him take care of it. If he dies, he can only blame himself for meddling.

I gritted my teeth and wanted to keep walking, but my ankle was so heavy that it seemed to be tied with several catties of lead, and I couldn't move it no matter how much I moved.

Zhaohua saved me, and I owe him a favor.

My foster father said that the word 'debt' alone can bring about countless misfortunes.Only by not defaulting on each other can we not be burdened by it.

I don't want to owe him favors, and I don't want to be burdened by him.

I also don't want to get involved with him.

Different from the hustle and bustle outside, Shan Ren Mansion can be described as dead silent.

Walking along the path of the evil spirit, I can occasionally see a few people who are upside down on the road, dressed as long-term workers.I lowered my body and sniffed one by one.

The breath was long, but he fell asleep.

It seems that the monster has no intention of harming anyone.

At the end of the corridor is the place with the most evil spirit.The black mist is like a cloud, dense as a net, enveloping the whole room, and condenses for a long time without dispersing.

Zhaohua opened the door one step ahead of me, and I followed, too shocked by the sight before me to speak for a long time.

A candle as big as a bean was burning in the room, reflecting the body of the snake entrenched on the ground, its scales glowing with a cold color.

The black snake's eyes were like ink, and its letter was like fireworks, entangled the already unconscious bride, almost licking the end of her eyes tenderly.

As a half-demon, although I cannot freely manipulate the demonic energy, I can sense that this snake demon has no evil intentions.

I was afraid that Zhaohua would make a move rashly, so I grabbed his wrist without thinking, and said sharply: "Snake demon, why don't you obediently catch him with nothing?"

A black light flashed, and the snake demon turned into a human figure, and fell to the ground with the woman in his arms.He smiled slightly, stroked the end of the woman's eyes, and said softly: "You have misunderstood. I am not here to take her life, but to say goodbye to her."

bid farewell?Of course I don't believe it.

"You are a demon, she is a human, what do you have to say?"

"Yes." The snake demon paused, "She and I... used to be married couples."

I saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so I asked suspiciously: "Married couple? What evidence do you have?"

"The four offenders cinnabar at the end of her eyes was planted by me for her back then, with the intention of forming an eternal bond." As he spoke, the snake demon loosened his collar, revealing another cinnabar that was as red as blood, impartial The location is right in the middle of the heart.

"This mole in my heart is a couple with her."

"Since it is an eternal bond, why..." I wanted to ask why this woman wanted to marry another woman today, but seeing the sad expression on the snake demon's face, I couldn't ask the words that came to my lips.

"Why?" The snake demon murmured and repeated my words, "Because of reincarnation, she is no longer Aran from Yaoyeling, and she no longer loves me."

I am not surprised.

This is the case with mortals, love comes and goes quickly.The only one to blame is himself, it's absurd to talk about eternal fate with this mortal who only fights for the day and night.

"If that's the case, then end it as soon as possible." I persuaded patiently, "She's not worth your nostalgia."

"That's why I came here." The snake demon opened his mouth, spit out the inner alchemy, and put it in his hand.The five fingers slowly retracted, intending to crush it.

Does he want to die?I was slightly angry, why did I do such a thing for this merciless mortal?

"You are—!"

I wanted to scold him a few words, but Zhaohua stopped me.He broke away from my hand, walked in front of the snake demon, and said the first sentence after stepping into this room: "Have you thought about the consequences of doing this?"

"Think about it. Only in this way can she be freed." The snake demon closed his eyes and sighed softly, "The four crimes against cinnabar, pain what hurts, mourns what mourns, delights what delights, and delights what delights. Listen Get up, doesn’t it look like God only bestows the best blessings on lovers?”

"..."

"Aran thinks it is, and so do I. But after all these years, I finally understand that this is actually not a blessing, but a curse."

"how you said that?"

"From the time when the love was strong to the time when the love was as thin as paper, why did it take so long? It was just a snap of the fingers. She no longer loves me and doesn't want to see me again, but she is forced to be entangled with me because of this cinnabar .” He smiled and asked, “Isn’t this a curse, or what?”

Zhaohua closed his eyes and didn't say another word.

Seeing that the inner alchemy had cracks and the light was getting dimmer, I couldn't care less about the principle of doing things alone, so I couldn't help but said: "Besides dying, there must be other ways, you—"

The snake demon interrupted me with a firm tone: "I just want to die."

Depressed Qi piled up in my chest like a mess, and I couldn't manage it no matter what.Pushing open the door, I went straight out of the room, admiring the moonlight and the cool breeze, and never cared about those disturbing life and death, love and hatred.

After a long time, footsteps came from behind.I looked up and saw Zhaohua standing beside me, his side face immersed in the night, showing a bit of sadness for no reason.

"he's gone."

I clicked my tongue, I don't know what this snake demon reminded Zhaohua of the past.Ever since he entered the house, he looked very abnormal, and he didn't look like him when he was sentimental.

"Let's go, let's go." The plague god never expected to hear a good word from me.This snake demon is just suffering on his own, I will not feel sorry for him, nor will I feel sorry for him.

"The fourth criminal cinnabar, he asked me to bring it to you." Zhaohua spread his hands, and there were two round and small red beads on the palm.

"Why did you give it to me?" I didn't understand.

"He said, hope you don't make the same mistakes he made."

I was silent for a long time before I said: "I will definitely not be the same as him."

The master is not that mortal woman, he can accompany me for a long time, and will not completely forget me because of reincarnation.

As for me, I will not be like that snake demon.

If I set my sights on someone, I will never let go unless I die.

Full of worries, I went back to the Candle Flower Tower, and was about to light the sky lanterns, when I saw the silhouette of a figure outlined in the darkness.

someone?I smelled some alcohol, my expression became alert, and I shouted: "Who's there?"

The sound of the wind passed by my ears, and in the blink of an eye, sparks shot up from the candles, reflecting the light in the room.

The host sat by the table, raised his jaw, and looked at me with a smile.Xu Shi drank some wine at the banquet, Ruxueyu's cheeks showed a little drunk blush, and her phoenix eyes danced lightly, showing some affection for no reason.

"I've been waiting for you for three hours." He tapped his fingertips on the desk, his tone soft and gentle, "I thought you weren't coming back today."

Will he care if I return or not?If he cared, how could he let Zhaohua and I go without making any effort to keep him?

He is really cunning, he just knows how to trick me with nice words, maybe he is drunk now and can't tell the difference between me and the woman in red.

I was so angry that I couldn't care less about the taboo I violated, I said in a strange voice: "Who is the master waiting for? You have to look carefully, don't pay the wrong tenderness, leaving regrets in vain."

"Zhu Luo." He looked at me with a smile without getting annoyed, "I'm waiting for Zhu Luo, waiting for him to come home."

The bottom of my heart softened inexplicably, and I was about to throw away my helmet and armor, but fortunately I gritted my teeth and held the bottom line.

Sitting next to him, I corrected him with a stern face: "Master is wrong. Linlang Tianque is not our home, Xuandan is."

"Yeah." The master lowered his eyes and chuckled, "I made a slip of the tongue."

Seeing him lower his figure like this, I can't bear to take Joe again.

Silently staring at the master's side face, he wanted to reach out to touch him a few times, but he didn't dare to go beyond the rules, so he could only grab his sleeve and ask tentatively, "Will the master think of me all the time these few days?"

"What does Zhu Luo think?" The master's face remained unchanged, and he threw the question back to me.

It should be... read it.

Otherwise, why would you be willing to wait for me for three hours?

The corners of my mouth curled up, my heart was full of joy, but when I thought about what Xing Huatian saw, it was as if cold water had been poured on my head, and my smile faded away.

After a moment of hesitation, I said nervously, "Do you have someone in mind?"

The master turned his face to the side, his eyes fell on me, and he still said indifferently: "What does Zhu Luo think?"

I can't guess his calm appearance, and I don't want to guess.I just want to beg him not to play tricks on me anymore, instead of letting me speculate on his thoughts that are deeper than a pool of water, it is better to give me a blunt pleasure.

Perhaps my face was too ugly, the master finally stopped teasing me and smiled: "Of course not, why do you think so?"

How can I think so?

He clearly never wanted me to touch him, but yesterday in Xinghuatian, I saw him cuddling with that woman, rubbing each other's ears.

How can I not think about such an intimate move?

Before I could respond, the master had already changed his posture and stroked his forehead: "Speaking of which, today's birthday is very lively. It's a pity that you and brother are not here."

Being interrupted by such an interruption, I also forgot what I was about to say just now, and couldn't help being curious about this birthday: "How did the master hide the truth?"

"... They say that I am very similar to my elder brother." His eyes were slightly cold, and his lips were drawn into a straight line, like a sharp sword blade, cutting those lingering thoughts and tender feelings to pieces.

"Look, I'm exactly like him now?"

Except for the color of the pupils, the master's indifferent attitude of rejecting others for thousands of miles is exactly the same as that of Zhaohua, and even a little bit better.

I was too shocked to speak.

"Scared you?" The master lowered his eyes, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

I shook my head again and again, subconsciously not wanting to talk about this topic with him: "Speaking of birthdays, when is the master's birthday?"

"Birthdate?" The host answered simply, "I don't remember."

Why don't you even remember your birthday?Apart from being puzzled, I also felt that he was very pitiful.Not to mention the early death of the queen mother, as for the father who is above the nine heavens, he doesn't see him a few times all the year round, and it's the same as if he had nothing.

I feel the same way, and the more I think about it, the sadder I get.Through the clothes, he gently stroked his back with his hand, and patted him three times: "If the master can't remember his birthday, I will give you my birthday, okay?"

"Oh? How can you give it to anyone on your birthday?"

"Since it's my birthday, naturally I can do whatever I want."

The master's hand on the forehead slowly fell, covering the dark eyes, with a smile on his lips, hesitant to speak: "Zhu Luo, you are really..."

"Really what?"

After waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for him to respond.I looked up and saw that the master seemed to be extremely tired, and had already fallen asleep in this position.

"Master?" I called out again tentatively, but he still didn't respond, his thin lips were pursed with extreme restraint just like before, showing a bit of indifference and alienation, but on the contrary it made people more fascinated.

I don't know whose guts I borrowed, so I approached the master obsessively, trying to take the opportunity to steal something.

But he seemed to be aware of it, tilted his head slightly, and taught me to miss it, and only touched the corner of his lips lightly.

Although the result is not satisfactory, but I am satisfied.

With my head resting on the crook of my arm, I raised my eyes and looked at the master for a long time before falling asleep peacefully.

This sleep was not as peaceful as last night, but a nightmare.

In the dream, I fell into a demon, killing indiscriminately, and the blood under my feet was like a raging wave, reaching my ankles and pushing me to my knees.

I walked forward slowly, and at the end of the road was a body-length bronze mirror, reflecting my distorted face like a ghost, and the blue clothes soaked in blood so that the original color could no longer be seen.

"Bamboo Luo." There was a strange smile in his ear, "What are you talking about that can violate your destiny? What are you talking about asking for immortality? In the end, isn't it just a waste of water from the bamboo basket?"

"Look at you, what the hell are you looking like?"

I lowered my eyes, the palms of my hands were dyed a shocking red, and they merged with the vast ocean of blood, almost indistinguishable from each other.

"Look at you, what a ghost you've become!"

As the words fell, countless hands stretched out from the sea of ​​blood, intending to drag me into it.I struggled with all my strength, but I was helpless, I could only let myself sink into the bottom of the sea.

The smelly blood was poured into the nostrils, and there was only a foggy redness in front of his eyes.

At the moment of drowning, I suddenly woke up from the dream, with cold sweat on my head.I didn't care to wipe it, I raised my hand tremblingly, and looked carefully.

The palm is clean and tidy, even the interlaced lines are clearly visible.

It was a dream.

This knowledge did not let me breathe a sigh of relief, but made me more uneasy and fearful.

"Did you have a nightmare?" came a concerned question from behind.

I followed the reputation and saw that the master had already sobered up, holding a file in his hand, and was casually flipping through it.Seeing that I didn't respond, he raised his eyes and asked again: "Are you okay?"

From the moment I saw the owner, the uneasiness and fear in my heart were finally put on hold.I closed my eyes and smiled in relief, "No problem."

As long as he's here, I'm fine.

I live in this world only for three people and two things.

My adoptive father told me more than once that my mother chose the word bamboo for me, hoping that even if my body is like duckweed, I can still stick to my heart and never waver.I will not disappoint her, nor will I disappoint my master and foster father.

I will devote myself to goodness and practice diligently, so that I can attain Taoism and become an immortal as soon as possible.After hundreds of thousands of years, he will always be by his master's side, never leaving him.

Never let yourself fall into the demon way.

no way.

Three days have passed, it's time to go back to Xuan Dan.

Before leaving, Madam Fuling asked someone to summon me, and asked me to come to Langfeng Palace alone.After that, she retreated from the serving Xian'e, took my hand, and asked softly, do you want to stay a few more days?

I thought she was being polite, so I politely said another day.

Fu Lingxu saw my perfunctory, and changed the rhetoric: "When I have free time in the future, can I come to Linlang Tianque to accompany my son?"

"The most indispensable thing in Tianque is the attendant?" I didn't understand her intention, "Why does it have to be me?"

Fu Ling sighed: "You really don't understand what my son means?"

I was amused by her words, and I waved my hands again and again: "You may have misunderstood. The young gentleman just thinks it is very interesting to tease me. Apart from this, I don't have any other intentions."

"I think he treats you differently from others."

Seeing her determined expression, I gradually couldn't laugh anymore.

Fu Ling waved me to sit down, poured a cup of tea and handed it to me, recalling the past by herself.

"I remember that when I was young, this child was the most naughty. His father hated his temper so much that he always punished him severely. He was born to disobey etiquette and scars all over, and he was unwilling to admit his mistake."

"It's his style." I couldn't help muttering.

"Ask him if it hurts, and he shakes his head. I advise him not to contradict his father, but he still shakes his head. My heart aches, but I'm in a dilemma, so I can only turn my back and wipe away my tears."

"..."

"This child is also really strange. He is not afraid of punishment or criticism, but he is afraid of me crying. After that, he is completely different from before. He strictly abides by etiquette and abides by ethics, and he can't find any faults."

"..."

"I started to feel relieved, but after so many years, seeing him pretending to be prudent, I felt indistinguishable from all kinds of feelings. It seems that I am getting older, but I am looking forward to, hoping that he can live a life of willfulness , or fall in love with someone. Don't be trapped in this cage like me..."

Fu Ling's voice became lower and lower, almost to a whisper.

"There is no escape."

I came out of Langfeng Palace and followed behind my master, still in a trance.It wasn't until I heard the master call the word "brother" that I was shocked and came back to my senses.

Zhaohua waited by the side of the moon chariot. I don't know how long he has been standing.

I stopped, looked at his spotless white clothes, and finally figured out what Madam Fu Ling said belatedly.It turns out that his strange behavior these days is not to tease me, nor is it to have fun with me.

It doesn't matter whether you give soup, change clothes, play the flute, or rescue.Outsiders can see clearly, only I was kept in the dark, thinking that he had ulterior motives.

At the moment when everything was straightened out, there was only confusion in my heart.

Why?He clearly knows my filth, my ugliness, and all the darkness I don't want to be known, but he still hasn't wiped out the love in his heart?

How could there be such a person?

I do not believe.

Zhaohua exchanged a few words with the master, then set his gaze on me, as if he was about to walk towards me.I panicked for no reason, wishing I could run away and leave this person behind forever.

It's best...it's best not to see her again in this life!

"Zhuluo." Zhaohua saw my intention, walked a few steps quickly, grabbed my arm without question, and said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Seeing that I couldn't escape, I calmed down instead.

Now that I know his intentions, the most taboo thing about his feelings is to be sloppy.I raised my head, looked straight at Zhaohua, and said indifferently: "No. Please let go, young master, I am going back to Xuandan with my master."

"Don't stay a few more days?"

"Why do you have to stay for a few more days? Xuan Dan is my home. I want to go home, it's only right and proper."

Zhaohua was silent for a while, then asked again: "What if I want you to stay?"

I laughed exaggeratedly three times: "Ha, ha, ha. Young Master thinks too highly of himself. If you want me to stay, I should stay gratefully? Why? You are not someone to me, I Why listen to your orders?"

"...That's right." Zhao Hua didn't refute, nor did he retort, "I'm really not someone to you now."

Hearing these words, my heart tightened inexplicably for a moment.

Actually, I didn't want to hurt him like that.But I have suffered so much in the inseparable relationship, and I know the torment in it, and I don't want to...give him unnecessary hope.

Don't open your eyes, I harden my heart: "I'm leaving."

Zhaohua was still holding my arm, not letting go.I couldn't break free, and said angrily: "Shameless, don't let me go!"

He was indifferent to my vicious words and kept me firmly shackled to his side.Although his movements are strong, he keeps his eyes down and refuses to look at me.

Ren Hongxia covered her ears, fully expressing her charming feelings.

"The queen mother told me that if you have a heart for a person, you will always want to watch him and follow him. When he is sad, I will empathize with him. When he is hurt, I will want to replace him. I... was tempted for the first time , I don’t know if that person will also be tempted by me?”

I never expected that Zhaohua would directly speak clearly. I thought that he was arrogant, and he must feel ashamed after being run over by me earlier, so he would not talk to me again.

Zhaohua didn't wait for a response, but asked again: "Zhuluo, will that person also fall in love with me?"

"...No." I gritted my teeth, afraid that he might not understand, and added, "Never."

"Really?" Zhaohua slowly let go of my grasped wrist, as if talking to himself, "Never?"

"Never!"

After the words fell, the surroundings seemed to be completely silent.

During this period of silence, I inexplicably felt a little anxious, and I couldn't figure out why, so I only blamed Zhaohua for the crux.

I was thinking of favors before, and I clearly gave him a step down, but he insisted on asking for embarrassment... I can't blame me.

Just at this time, the master called me from the front: "Zhuluo."

I looked up, and there was a slight smile on his lips, he stretched out his hand to me, and said, "Come here. Let's go home."

Come back home?

Yes, go home.

Linlang Tianque is so high and so far away, it will not be my home, the Xuandan is the one, the master is.

In this way, I convinced myself and walked towards the destination I believed.When he passed by Zhaohua, he spoke suddenly, and the remnants of his words came to his ears, and every word was profound.

"He will."

I have lived for thousands of years, and I have never met such inexplicable people.

Like an evil ghost claiming my life, haunted by resentful souls, I can't avoid it.

I could no longer pretend to be calm, and ran towards my master as if fleeing, leaving Zhaohua far behind.But the three words just now still linger, ringing around my ears non-stop.

"He will."

"He will."

"He will."

……

I do not know.

I will never.

After returning to Xuandan, the days are very leisurely.

During the period, Zhaohua visited several times. I learned the news early, and every time I deliberately avoided him, hiding in the bamboo boat and not coming out or making a sound.

Fortunately, Zhaohua has no bad habit of knocking down doors, he just stands outside and tells me some boring stories, most of which are what he saw and heard in Linlang Tianque.

Monotonous and boring.

After listening to a lot, I can guess what he will say next after the last sentence.For example, the four words "get up early today" should be followed by the four words "negotiating matters in the court".

Also, after finishing the court affairs, Zhaohua would sit with Empress Fuling for a while, have a cup of tea and snacks, and then return to the room to complete ten paintings.

Not one more, one less.

Needless to say, those who are satisfied, as for those who are not satisfied, will be buried in the spiritual fire and burned to powder.

So far, he is satisfied with only two paintings.

I don't know what is painted on it, if there is a chance...

I withdrew my thoughts and slapped myself expressionlessly.

No chance.

This person is inexplicable, do I have to follow him to be inexplicable?

Seeing that winter has entered, there is fine snow in the sky, and the birthday is close at hand.I got busy and started to make arrangements for my birthday.

Taking advantage of my position, I set up many concentric candles and spent some time carving them into different styles and placing them in every corner of the house.Then I took off the dried green beads on my wrist, re-weaved a string and put it on, and put it in my pocket, day and night looking forward to my birthday coming sooner.

On the third day of the twelfth lunar month, I invited my master to stay in the bamboo boat, and blindfolded him pretending to be mysterious.Only when the last concentric candle was lit did he teach him to take off the black cloth blindfolded.

The master opened his eyes slightly and looked around, feeling a little surprised.

"Zhuluo, what are you going to do?"

"Of course it's for you and my birthday." I brought out two bowls of noodles with a smile on my face, put them on the table, and waved to him, "Master, come and taste my cooking."

He walked around the concentric candles around the soles of his feet, held the bamboo chopsticks in plain hands, and joked with a smile: "Compared with the past, has your craftsmanship improved?"

I remembered that I had cooked on a whim a few times before, and the things I made... had three different colors, flavors, and none of them were sticky, so it was really hard to swallow.In order not to spoil my face, the host would symbolically shake a chopstick every time, and would not eat more.

"There will be absolutely nothing wrong this time." I patted my chest, my momentum was up, but I didn't have much confidence in my words.

The host lifted up his robe and took his seat, and then gave me a wink, motioning for me to sit down too.

I sat opposite him, neither of us spoke, we ate longevity noodles quietly.The wisps of hot smoke floated higher and higher, engulfing the bleak bamboo boat.

This noodle is very unpalatable, it has been cooked for too long and has become a paste.But I had an unexpectedly good appetite, and even took the bowl of soup down like a storm.

After eating and drinking, he raised his eyes to see his master.He didn't touch the bowl much, he just picked up two chopsticks in a gentle manner, chewed slowly, and smiled at me: "Not bad."

I didn't expose him, I picked up the most exquisite red candle on the table, put it in his hand, and said: "Master, please make a wish."

"This move can be avoided." The master did not follow me this time, and pushed the red candle away, "I don't believe in making a wish."

I couldn't persuade him, so I had to go to the battle myself and made three wishes. One wished him to be happy every day, the other wished him a good night's sleep, and the third wished that everything he wished would come true.

Then he blew out the candlelight in one go.

"It's done!" I tugged at his sleeve, "Master, guess what I wished for?"

He asked, but ascension as soon as possible?

I praised him against my will, the master is really clever.

He smiled and said no more.

Seeing that he was silent, I asked again: "Do you really not remember your birthday?"

He glanced at me and said "hmm".

"How can the master not remember my birthday?" I patted him on the back comfortingly, and sighed softly, "Well, if you really can't remember, I will give you my birthday. In this way, the master will also have a birthday today in the coming year. It's okay."

"How can you give someone a birthday gift at will?"

His response was exactly the same as last time.

Since it's my birthday, I can do whatever I want.

I pretended not to hear, and continued on my own: "No, no, not just today in the coming year, but also today in the coming year, today in the coming year... In short, for many years to come, I will spend it with you .”

The master was silent for a while, and then laughed heartily.The expression was not entirely joyful, but rather mocking.

"What's so funny?" I was puzzled.

The master laughed, fiddled with the extinguished red candle with his fingertips, and said in a low voice: "There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever. Although you think so now, but one day you will feel bored and want to leave Xuandan, leave me around."

I was afraid that he wouldn't believe my sincerity, so I was so anxious that my words were confused: "I won't be bored, I won't want to leave Xuandan, and I won't want to leave Master's side. Anyway, it's just like what I said in that sentence , My heart...my heart...well, in short, my heart is as hard as that rock, and I can't turn it around."

The master looked at me quietly, with a deeper smile on his lips.

"It's because I have a hard heart, and I can't change it. The book I taught you to read last time must have not taken it into my heart."

I was afraid that he would punish me for copying the book again, so I quickly echoed: "That's right, that's the sentence. Master, the grass and trees may wither, and the sea may dry up. If I love someone, my thoughts will be like a bandit, and I will never forget it." Turn also."

"Never and never?" The master thought thoughtfully, "In my opinion, it's better not to talk nonsense about the word forever."

Seeing that his expression was not displeased after being offended, I breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to use this momentum to make persistent efforts: "I still have one thing that I want to give to... the master."

The master raised his eyebrows: "What is it?"

I took out the beaded rope, walked up to the master, and handed it over with both hands like a treasure, my face couldn't help but get hot.

"I...have nothing precious, except