Scroll of Seven Sorrows

Xie Bi'an likes Fan Wujiu for more than 500 years.

In the first year, Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu made obeisances, from then on they didn't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but only wanted to die in the same year, the same month and the same day.

In the second year, Xie Bi'an held Fan Wujiu's swollen corpse, three feet in white silk, and a beam of wood, and fulfilled the vows he swore when he was married.

In the third year, the two stayed in the underworld together. One was dressed in white like snow, the other was dressed in black, with a smiling face and a cold face. open.

In the 3000th year, Fan Wujiu was having a drink with various ghosts in Hades, and Xie Bi'an looked at him with a smile.Some things, if Xie Bi'an didn't say anything, Fan Wujiu wouldn't know.If Ba Ye didn't ask, Qi Ye wouldn't say anything.Xie Bi'an has fooled others, and he almost fooled himself, sometimes he hardly remembers that he still loves Fan Wujiu.But no matter what, there is one thing that Xie Bi'an always remembers, that is, Xie Bi'an died for Fan Wujiu, and Bai Wuchang was born because of Hei Wuchang.

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Once Fan Wujiu got drunk, he became very clingy to Xie Bi'an, and he didn't let go all night last night.Xie Bi'an couldn't ask for more, so he left him to sleep in his own room for the whole night, and when he woke up the next day, it was already high in the sun.

Xie Bi'an has never combed his hair or changed his clothes for many years, looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Xie Bi'an feels very fresh.

"Qiye, are you tying your hair? Give me the comb, I'll do it." Fan Wujiu lazily opened his thick black eyes and said to Xie Bi'an.In just one night, some short stubble grew on Fan Wujiu's chin, and his hair was scattered on the bed, looking a bit sexy.Seeing the comb Xie Bi'an held in his hand, he couldn't help but think of how he always helped Xie Bi'an tie his hair like this when he was alive.

Fan Wujiu got out of the bed, took the comb from Xie Bian's hand with one hand, and held Xie Bian's waterfall-like long hair with the other hand.The comb made of sandalwood exudes a faint fragrance, slowly passing through the hair, past life and present life, suddenly thousands of years.

"Qi Ye is handsome, and he is even more handsome when his hair is tied neatly." Fan Wujiu joked.

Xie Bi'an didn't speak, just smiled.

That's enough, he doesn't get married, doesn't start a family, and lives with me, and when he's in a good mood, he can comb and tie my hair like a wife, so why should I ask for more, Qi Ye thought.It's just a layer of window paper, Qi Ye is not afraid to pierce it, but he is afraid that if he pierce it, he will never be able to return to the current close relationship with Ba Ye.

In this era, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva arranged for Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an to be the seven masters and eighth masters of Yuchun Tower. For the sake of convenience, the necessary memories have been implanted in their minds. It wouldn't make black and white duo confused.But Xie Bi'an was a little curious, how did the bodhisattva manage to change the memories of everyone, so that everyone around him accepted the existence of Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an?Moreover, there is another point that Xie Bi'an did not understand, that is, where did the two sect masters who originally existed in this era go?

Fan Wujiu helped Xie Bi'an tie up his hair, and Xie Bi'an also helped Ba Ye shave his beard clean.Just after the last shave, someone came down to report that Zhao Mingzheng asked to see him.Seventh Master narrowed his eyes, immediately changed his clothes and went to the reception hall with Eighth Master.

At this time, Zhao Mingzheng was only in his early twenties, and he was not the twisted and cruel man on the scroll.His lover got married last night, and he was so excited that he just sneaked into the room and planned to kill him.Last night by the river, Xie Bi'an persuaded Zhao Mingzheng for a long time. Zhao Mingzheng tossed and turned all night after returning home, but he couldn't think of a better solution other than Xie Bi'an's suggestion. I can come here and ask Xie Bi'an for help.

"Master Qimen, what do you want me to do, just tell me." Zhao Mingzheng was still holding the tea that the servant had just poured. Seeing Xie Bi'an's arrival, he put the teacup on the table, and the tea splashed all over his hands. .He took out a handkerchief and wiped it casually, then raised one eyebrow and said, "Seduction? Sex after drinking? Or move it with reason and understand it with emotion?"

"No need...do you have a task on hand right now?" Xie Bi'an asked.

Zhao Mingzheng: "There is one. I picked it up the day before yesterday, but the landlord got married and gave his brothers three days off, so he wasn't in a hurry to do it."

"Who did you kill?" Xie Bi'an continued to ask.

Zhao Mingzheng: "It's just a quack doctor who offended the head of the Dunyun Sect, and that's why he got killed."

Fan Wujiu, who was on the sidelines, said silently, "It's all about Jianghu doctor, why do you need Yu Chunlou's help?"

Zhao Mingzheng smirked and said: "Although he is a doctor in the Jianghu, he knows some martial arts and is good at using poison. There is nothing wrong with the little Dunyunmen."

Hearing this, Xie Bi'an also laughed out loud: "Hahaha, what a quack doctor, but it sounds somewhat similar to the master's technique. Brother Zhao took this task, obviously out of anger."

Qin Yu, the owner of Yuchun Building, is proficient in medical skills, and is best at throwing knives and using poison.

"However, Brother Zhao did a good job in taking on this task, let me explain in detail." Xie Bi'an squinted his eyes, and whispered in Zhao Mingzheng's ear.

Fan Wujiu stood aside, didn't ask what the two were whispering about, waited for Xie Bi'an to finish speaking, and then said, "Qi Ye, what should I do?"

"Trouble Ba Ye to go and check the life of the landlord's wife carefully. Has she ever had a marriage contract with someone else, and has she ever belonged to any son? The more detailed the better."

Fan Wujiu nodded, turned around and flew out of the hospital with ease.

The moonlight was like water, and the clouds were like lotuses. Outside the window, the night owl called three times.Just as Dou Ruhui put down the scissors after cutting the candle wicks and got up to close the window, she felt a gust of wind blowing.The wind directly blew out the candle in Dou Ruhui's hand, and the small bedroom was instantly plunged into darkness.Dou Ruhui frowned slightly, picked up the match on the table and struck lightly, a ball of flame suddenly appeared in mid-air.He picked up the match and lit it towards the candle. The flame only touched the wick of the candle for a moment, and then there was light.The corners of Du Ruhui's mouth curled up slightly, he picked up the candlestick and turned around to look, only to see a tall man in night clothes in the bedroom that was empty just now.

"Are you here to kill me?" Dou Ruhui asked without any haste, holding a candlestick.

Seeing Dou Ruhui being so frank, the man was a little surprised, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "Why, you expected that someone would come to kill you?"

"The head of the Dunyun Gate is not a good person. Dou didn't kill him, he was a benevolent doctor. That villain will take revenge, how could he let me go?" Dou Ru said dully, "I know you obey orders , it’s not easy. My life is cheap, let you take it.”

Wait a minute, brother, is this different from the agreed upon script? ?

The man's head was full of black threads, and he untied the face scarf covering his mouth and nose. It was Zhao Mingzheng.

After hearing Dou Ruhui's words, Zhao Mingzheng gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you resisting?"

"No, Dou has lived for nearly forty years and has saved countless people, which is considered a complete merit. When I get to the underworld, I think Lord Yan will not treat me badly."

Xie Bi'an, who was hiding outside the window to imitate the night owl's cry, also felt a little speechless at Dou Ruhui's big heart, and said in his heart, you are not afraid that Lord Yan will trouble you, even if you are not afraid that the two ghost messengers will go back to make things difficult for you because of your delay in the mission?

"You should resist for a while, how about I give you a chance?" Zhao Mingzheng discussed with Dou Ruhui.

Dou Ruhui waved his hands, and politely rejected Zhao Mingzheng's proposal: "Will you kill me or not, or I'll go to sleep if you don't."

"Well, I'll kill you, but you have to poison me, preferably a poison that looks dangerous but has a cure, and the detoxification will take several months to completely undo it." Zhao Mingzheng said .

Dou Ruhui stretched out a hand, touched Zhao Mingzheng's forehead, and murmured: "It's not burning, good boy, it's a pity..."

Zhao Mingzheng slapped Dou Ruhui's hand away, and said: "Then, I won't kill you, you can run away, and from now on you will become a doctor honestly and anonymously, and in return, you will help me poison me."

Dou Ruhui looked at Zhao Mingzheng's expression that was about to explode, and didn't dare to say any more nonsense, just nodded and said: "Okay, okay. I have a poison called Wushi Dan. After taking it, I will lose a sense every hour. , if there is no antidote, five hours later they will walk with corpses. Even if there is an antidote, it will take several months to restore the senses."

"Is it fatal?" Zhao Mingzheng asked.

Dou Ruhui: "It is not fatal, but if you are hunted down, use this poison the fastest. Because you will lose your sight immediately after being poisoned, so it is best to escape."

"Okay, I want this." Zhao Mingzheng said happily.

Dou Ruhui was worried, and said: "However... there are only four people in the world who can cure this poison. One is me, one is my master, one is the witch doctor Xuan, and the other is Yuchunlou Qinyu. I ran away , my master is dead, Xuan Yuan is in southern Xinjiang, Qin Yu's whereabouts are uncertain, this poison is hard to cure."

"It's easy to cure. This poison is the best solution. We are from Yuchun Tower. Please don't be merciful to the doctor and give him the poison." Xie Bi'an turned to the window and said with his legs straddling the window sill.

Dou Ruhui didn't shirk it either, and rummaged through the box and cabinet to find a small red pill, and threw it into Zhao Mingzheng's mouth. Then, under Xie Bi'an's watchful eyes, he quickly collected the valuables, carried a small package, and walked across from Xie Bi'an. The closed window flipped out.This person's movements are flowing like clouds and flowing water, without a single sloppy, simple and clear in one go, even if he has seen the world like Xie Bi'an, he was stunned.

After Dou Ruhui ran away, Xie Bian threw the dead body that he had brought in advance into the room, and cast some illusions on the face of the dead body to make it look like Dou Ruhui, and then helped Zhao Mingzheng to leave Dou Ruhui's thatched grass Room.

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