Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

"Five Ghosts Borrowing Their Fate..." Luo Xiao murmured the title of the book lightly, and attached his fingers to the book title, feeling a cool feeling from between his fingers.

She vaguely knew the content of this book in her heart, but for her child, for the continuation of her and that person, she couldn't let her have an accident no matter what.

The five ghosts borrow their lives, the five elements of heaven and earth, the principles of common ethics, and the number of human beings is determined by heaven. If you want to go against the sky, you will exchange your life for your life, use your flesh and blood as a foundation, draw the evil curse of time to yin, and seize your soul. She can use her own life to save Xiao Luo Shushan, or she can turn into a ghost and take revenge on those who bullied her!

Luo Xiao closed the book, pinching her fingernails into her palms without realizing it. After a long time, she slowly raised her head, with endless haze in her eyes.

Fusu stood in front of the door, watching her expression, and remained silent for a long time.

Excuse me?

Fate is the number of days, the destiny of the soul is affected by the sun, moon and stars, so how can it be easily discussed.

What Qiu Gaojie planned was Luo Xiao's sacrifice of his body to make Luo Shushan's most yin body even more sinister. As for the ghost, how could Qiu Gaojie leave him with future troubles?

He watched Luo Xiao close the book, put on a beautiful wedding dress, and put on the most exquisite makeup. She sat in front of the bronze mirror, combed her hair strand by strand with a gentle smile, and put on a gorgeous and complicated hairstyle. Tassel Nobile, like a married woman, her face is flushed, and her eyes are full of tenderness.

She took out the knife she had hidden under the bed, and cut her wrist according to the record in the book. The scarlet warm blood slipped from the white wrist and fell to the ground, rippling in circles.

Using blood as ink, she drew a strange blood curse on the ground, surrounded by candles burning with sparks.She was like a girl who was about to be married sitting under a blood spell, her bloody hands were hanging limply on the ground, bright red blood was gushing out, but she still had a happy smile on her face, bloody and beautiful.

As if she didn't feel the pain, she used the knife to gouged out the flesh on her body one by one. The sharp knife surface was stained with scarlet blood, and there was a strong smell of blood all around.

She stared straight into the distance, as if she saw her lover through the deep wall. He was walking towards her with a silly smile just like many years ago.

If you ask me if she is not in pain, I will tell you that she is in pain, very painful, but she smiles and keeps her tears from falling. She wants to meet her lover in the most beautiful posture, and she wants to dress up to marry him.

As the knives fell, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the bones were gradually exposed. The blood flowed down from her body, but she spontaneously avoided those spells when she passed them. After a while, the room was covered in blood.

A faint black air came from above the strange and bright red charm, and the black air entered the woman's dilapidated body along with the blood.She let out a soft cry, looked out of the window as if she had exhausted all her strength, and then slowly fell into a pool of blood, a tear slipped from her open eyes and mixed in the blood.

Blood flowed out of the door along the door, and a scream woke up the sleeping people...

The girl far away on Zhiting Island was curled up in the corner of the wall, she suddenly raised her head, her empty eyes looked out of the window, there was a trace of wetness on her face, she cried, but she sat quietly, looking out of the window, humming She listened to the little song taught by her mother, but her numb face was covered with tears.

Luo Shushan forgot a lot of things, she only remembered her own name, she had a master named Qiu Gaojie.

The master is very kind and gentle to her, and she will buy her candied haws and small clay figurines, but the master forbids her to go out, so she can only stay in a small house, which is very dark, with only a faint light.

She usually sits in the corner with her knees curled up, biting her nails time and time again, even though the blood is flowing, she still bites again and again.

She thought she would stay in that house forever, in that corner.

Until one day, the master smiled and opened the door, and the bright sunshine filled the cabin.

I always yearn for the sunshine, but when I get the sunshine, I find that I am very afraid. The sunshine is too warm, so warm that I can't bear to leave, so warm that when I enter the darkness again, I feel helpless and confused.

How can I know darkness without seeing the sun.

The master held my hand, and his face was gorgeous like never seen before. I knew he was very happy.

The master took me into his room. The room is full of medicines, and there are medicines being boiled on the table. In the center of the room is a big, big table, which is covered with white brocade cloth. It is inevitable to lie on it. A little drowsy.

"Shan'er, the master is refining a kind of medicine, can Shan'er test the medicine for the master?" The master stood at the table and looked at me and said gently.

I lay on the table, looked at him, and nodded.

The master was very satisfied with my reaction, he touched my face: "Tomorrow, the master will buy you candied haws"

Candied haws?

I looked at the master, recalling the sweet and sour taste in my mind, I can eat candied haws after trying the medicine.. Master will be happy after trying the medicine..

The master took a black pill and put it into my mouth. The pill was very bitter, and the whole mouth was full of bitter taste, which could not be dispelled even thinking about the delicious candied haws.I looked at the master, who was looking at me expectantly, so I swallowed the pill and grinned at him.

The master put his hand on top of my head, and a warm feeling spread from the top of my head to my body.

I hugged my stomach, curled up, and moaned in pain on the table.

I was in pain. It was like a fire was burning in my stomach. There was a burning pain in my internal organs. All the cells in my body were complaining of pain. I wanted to shout, but my throat seemed to be burnt out. little voice.

My lips were bitten, the taste of rust spread in my mouth, tears blurred my vision, I saw the master standing in front of the table in a haze, I wanted to grab a life-saving straw and stretched out my hand towards him, but the master stood there quietly , without saying a word.

I want to tell Master, I don't want the candied haws anymore, and I won't try the medicine, okay?

I want to tell the master that I am in pain and I want to go back to the hut.

I want to tell the master that I seem to be dying.

But I can only look at him, in pain and despair.

I forgot how long this pain lasted, I only vaguely remember seeing the satisfied smile of the master before I lost consciousness.

After the drug test, the master took me by his side. He taught me how to know the medicine and how to read. He was like a good master who taught his disciples carefully. Speaking out the empathy can point out the difference between medicinal materials and increase the success rate of drug testing.

The master will test the medicine every once in a while, and every time the medicine is tested is very painful, like a fire burning, ice soaking the body, and a hundred insects piercing the heart. The feeling is different every time.

Except for the first time, in the following days, I no longer cried, no longer shouted, no longer called for help.

I bit my lips, pinched my palms, blood flowed horizontally, and the pain made me forget my weakness.

Because I know that no one will respond to me, no one will love me, I have always only been myself.

When I was free, I always stayed in the hut, sat in the corner and looked out the window, and then continued to gnaw my nails.

Later I heard that the master had taken in another apprentice, a boy. I thought I would meet him on the wooden bed, but in the long time, I never saw him.

Once again, I was lying on the wooden bed, and the master injected a medicine into my body, and then, the expected pain hit me.

From the toes, it seems that there are thousands of worms slowly moving through my body. They gnaw on my flesh and blood, and crawl to my legs, stomach, heart, and face little by little. , I was like being in a vast ocean, drenched all over, with nowhere to go and no branches to rely on.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the master was startled and walked outside.

I raised my head, my lips were covered with scarlet blood, and my nails were tightly embedded in my palms.

In the dimness, I saw the master open the door, and there was a little boy outside the door, exquisitely carved, innocent, with a bright smile on his face, the master hugged him fondly, and the boy giggled sound, the master fondly called him 'Drunk'

The wooden door closed slowly, and the two of them gradually disappeared before my eyes. I looked at the beams, my dull eyes were emotionless, my pale face was covered with sea water, my thin chest was heaving up and down, and the pain in my body The bugs were still gnawing through my body, but I seemed to have lost consciousness and felt nothing.

After opening my eyes again, I returned to my hut. The faint candlelight flickered, bringing the only light to this cabin.

I retreated into the corner and looked at the dark starry sky outside the window, feeling a sense of discomfort. I subconsciously looked towards the wall, and a flash of red flashed. When I looked carefully, the surrounding area was still silent.

Year after year, I can't remember how long it has been, the perennial poison has made my body extremely weak, and the wind and rain may kill me.

The master took me to live in a big house and found two servant girls, neither of them had tongues, and they never appeared in front of me except in daily life.

That day, when the master was entertaining guests, I stayed in the room by myself. I slowly paced in the courtyard, and when I came to my senses, I had already stopped in front of the master's room.

I pushed the door open without hesitation. There are many books in the master's room, just like a study. I walked slowly along the wall with one hand on the wall. Secret passages.

There are many things in the secret room. One painting attracted me. I looked carefully. It was a very strange painting. There was a fire in the painting. There was a person standing in front of the fire. He said it was a person, more like a poisonous person. people.

An idea formed in my mind, I clenched my hands and stepped out of the secret room.

The master often said that if a person is not ruthless, he will not stand in the world, not only to be ruthless to others, but also to be ruthless to oneself.

I left Zhiting Island and came to a dense forest, where there was a very high cliff. I stood in front of the cliff, the breeze was blowing, and my clothes were fluttering. I closed my eyes and jumped forward slowly... ..

That year, Zhiting Island, which was like spring all the year round, suddenly burst into flames, burning the island owner's room and pharmacy to the ground.

That year, Qiu Gaojie's eldest disciple Luo Shushan entered the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain and jumped into the abyss to disappear.

That year, Liao Junjie of Xuantian Sword Sect left the mountain and his whereabouts were uncertain...