Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

The only Taoist robe was cut to pieces and could no longer be worn.

Si Nian changed into a set of gray casual clothes, his thin waist was still tightly bound by the belt.

Yarrow circled around him: "It looks better this way!"

Si Nian was not in the mood to talk to her, so he packed up the magic weapons scattered on the ground.

After putting the small porcelain bottle close to his chest, he said: "Continue on your way."

Yarrow was in good spirits, brisk all the way, and did not notice any abnormalities in Si Nian.

He kept his brows in a trance, blue stubble appeared on his chin, and his eyes were black and blue from exhaustion.

There was no winner in the previous battle, and Si Nian also lost a mess.

After some thoughts are bloody dug out, they can never be buried back.

How much Si Nian misses Jian Shou, only he knows.

…………

Jian Shou's eyes began to hurt again, and at first he couldn't bear to make a sound.

He just curled up on the bed, covering his red eyes with his hands, his shoulders trembling slightly.

In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore, and broken moans and painful cries came out from my throat.

It's like going back to the time when the eye was first gouged out by a blunt blade.

The tip of the knife severed the meridian, and blood gushed out, staining his world red.

The fingers that originally covered the eyes also sank deep into the eye sockets.

Jian Shou was in so much pain that he wanted to gouge out his eyeballs!

A familiar cold breath suddenly approached, and a big hand clamped his wrist.

Call out in a deep voice: "A Shou, A Shou..." My A Shou.

Jian Shou, who had not completely lost consciousness, froze for a moment, he didn't want the man to worry about him.

So he bit his lips tightly, not wanting to let the scream of pain overflow.

Looking at his stubborn and forbearing appearance, some strange pictures suddenly flashed in the ghost king's mind.

Some people have also suffered all the pain alone, and kept it from him until death.

Those pictures were too fast to capture, and the ghost king didn't know who the people in the pictures were.

Now all he could see was Jian Shou, and he leaned over to wrap him in his arms.

But damn it can't bring him any warmth.

The slender index finger pried open Jian Shou's teeth, and fondled the tooth marks on his lips.

The body he refined for him is the body of a human being with flesh and blood.

So he also feels pain and tears.

If he knew that it would cause Ah Shou such pain, he would be reluctant to let him become a human again.

What is good about being a human being?

Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred, love and hatred, and then fall into clichés.

The ghost king wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and Jian Shou's two hands were also pressed on the top of his head.

The cold lips fell on Jian Shou's closed right eye, and he let out a helpless sigh——

"Ah Shou, if you dig it up, where can I find another one for you?"

Jian Shou's non-stop struggling movements suddenly stopped.

He knew that a man gave almost everything for himself.

This eye made of spirit stones has exhausted the man's cultivation.

The man poured Jian Shou's soul into this spirit stone, making it the key to his human form.

If you gouged it out, you would kill the man.

The cold air from the Ghost King's mouth formed a thin layer of frost on Jian Shou's right eye.

The coldness finally relieved the burning pain, and Jian Shou began to cry silently.

"Sorry……"

He knew that this breath of coldness was the result of the man's best efforts, and he was always making things difficult for him.

The ghost king kissed his eyes lightly again to show comfort.

The scarlet tongue rolled away the teardrops hanging from the eyelashes, salty and astringent.

Ghost King sometimes feels strange that he is such a selfish and vicious person.

Why does it seem like a different person every time I come in front of Ah Shou?

He would want to hold all the beautiful things in the world in front of Ah Shou, trying to make him happy.

I can't bear to let him hurt, and I can't bear to see him cry.

Waiting for Jian Shou to fall into a deep sleep due to exhaustion, the ghost king pulled out his limbs and left here.

The last glance he looked back was full of deep-rooted love that he himself had never awakened to.

He thought that memories would always come back, and he and A-Shou must also be destined.

…………

In the morning, the first ray of sunlight lit up the crystal eyelashes.

He fluttered and opened a pair of translucent and pitch-black eyes, the tails of which were red, showing traces of crying.

The tip of the nose smelled of flowers, and Jian Shou turned his head slightly to see a large bunch of pink peach blossoms.

The flowers are red hot, with fresh morning dew on the petals, round and lovely.

Jian Shou sat up, hugged the bouquet into his arms, and grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth.

A servant girl heard the movement and walked in with toiletries.

After seeing the person, he was stunned, and said with a blushing face, "Young Master Di, you look so pretty when you smile."

"Peach blossoms reflect red on a human face", she thought it was nothing more than that.

Hearing her words, Jian Shou touched his cheek belatedly.

Can a face that can't make any expression actually know how to smile?

Seeing that he didn't answer, the servant girl was startled, thinking that she had overstepped.

In fact, if it were someone else, she would never dare to speak like this.

It's just that this son is too approachable, so he let himself take advantage of the loophole.

Just as she was about to kneel down to apologize, she was stopped by Jian Shou.

"Thank you."

Jian Shou was in a good mood, and stood up with bare feet, his toes were white and red against the dark brown floor.

He asked softly, "Is there a vase?"

The maid came back to her senses from that thank you, and said "yes, yes" several times.

She quickly took out a vase, and poured some water into it.

Seeing Jian Shou inserting the flower branches carefully, the maid felt strange.

"Master Di, where did these peach blossoms come from? They bloom so well and beautifully."

The peach trees in Wuyue Villa are just budding.

She was clever, and the questions she asked seemed to be pure compliments.

Jian Shou pursed his slightly swollen lips and raised his brows lightly: "It was given by a kind person."

Who is the kind person?How did that person get into the villa?

The servant girl was still puzzled, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He just said: "Mr. Di, at noon, our owner will invite all heroes and strangers to have lunch together."

"When the time comes, please ask the young master to sit in the upper seat."

There is a reason why the dignified owner of Wuyue Villa has such respect for this young gentleman.

When Jian Shou came to the gate of the villa to pick up the list that day, the guard took the list with a bad expression.

After so many months, there are not many people who are really capable, and most of them are here to grab money.

So after stuffing a piece of silver into Jian Shou's hand, the guard let him leave quickly.

Not wanting to waste time registering his name, he turned around and posted the list back.

But when he turned around, he saw that Jian Shou was still standing there motionless, with no intention of leaving.

So, does this mean that the money is given too little?

The guard immediately became ferocious, and really hated such greedy people.

"If you want to enter the villa and cheat again, then this wishful thinking is wrong!"

"At that time, don't say that you have to spit out this ingot of silver, even your life will have to be accounted for here!"

The guard wanted to frighten him and make him feel like retreating.

Jian Shou twitched the end of his eyelashes, and a pair of ink-like eyes started to look at him.

The voice was soft and gentle, but it was unrefutable: "My surname is Di, please give me a pass."

The guard's opened lips immediately closed again, and his pupils began to dilate.

He nodded to Jian Shou, registered his name stiffly, and handed him the red card.

The deficit card represents the status, the person who lives in the upper house is also the one who sits in the upper class.

The owner of Wuyue Villa, Wu Yeting, was surprised when he saw the sign, and then invited Jianshou into the room for a few words.

When he came out again, his attitude changed a hundred and eighty degrees, and there was hope in his eyes.

…………

Unfortunately, it was time for lunch.

I don't know when the list at the door was torn down, and there was no list to pick.

A few idle guards stood at the door, a large knife across their waists.

Ya Luo stood on tiptoe, leaned forward and asked, "Brother, where is your list? Why didn't you post it?"

Seeing that the person who came was a female doll, the guards were not vicious: "The selection of candidates is over, and the list has been withdrawn."

Ya Luo said "ah": "I can't, we are also here to drive away..." He stopped in time, "We are also here to see a doctor for the eldest lady."

The guards still wouldn't let them go, Si Nian stepped forward: "Your master wrote to invite someone to come."

"Why, now people are invited, but they are no longer needed?"

His tone was not very good, his face was ugly, and he was already impatient.

Ya Luo didn't expect that he still had a letter, so he immediately gained confidence: "That's right, he's a Taoist priest!"

"Have you heard about the case two days ago? It's just..."

"enough!"

The guard squinted at Sinian, he was wearing rough clothes.

Apart from his extraordinary appearance, there is no such thing as the immortality of Taoism.

"If you can take out that letter, I'll let you in."

The guards automatically classified Yarrow as Si Nian's head.

Si Nian frowned, if he still had that letter, would he need to deal with these people at the door?

That letter should have been lost last night.

Ya Luo urged him: "Take it out quickly."

"The letter is gone, so you go in and report that it is a Taoist priest under Qingwei's sect asking to see him, and he will let me in."

Another guard laughed mercilessly: "Boy, I advise you to leave quickly. If you disturb our master, you may not be able to leave even if you want to!"

How can there be a life of cheating?

Si Nian stopped talking, he talked too much last night, his throat was dry and sore.

He directly pulled out the Seven Star Sword, ready to forcibly break through.

The other guards saw him draw his sword, and immediately rushed forward to guard the door in full readiness.

I didn't expect that someone would dare to make trouble in front of Wuyue Villa. It really is that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Yaluo exclaimed, he didn't expect him to be tough, so he took a step and made a bad move.

But she didn't flinch, she opened her slender fingers, and the fingertips were entwined with clear white silk.

With a loud shout, the guards rushed forward, and the silver-white blade shone with golden light.

Wuyue Villa was originally a Jianghu sect and a family of martial arts practitioners, so the guards at the gate were naturally not idlers.

After all, he was a bit outnumbered, and with the exhaustion of his energy last night, Si Nian would soon be overwhelmed.

He stepped back very quickly to avoid a sharp blade, but was struck by the sword energy, and his throat was suddenly sweet.

Yarrow watched anxiously, and the silver thread he pulled out was cut off again.

Although these guards didn't make things difficult for her, they kept pestering her, making it impossible for her to help.

A sharp palm wind hit, Si Nian's untied hair was untied, and he knelt on one knee in embarrassment.

The cold blade clings to the neck, easily cutting a line of skin, and the blood that flows out stains the gray collar red.

When Ya Luo saw Si Nian being subdued, he stopped immediately, and his eyes were a little red.

"Okay, okay, we just don't go in, why are you so fierce!"

"Scared! Now you can't leave even if you want to." The chief guard waved his hand, "Press me in!"

Si Nian was forced to stagger along with them, he tugged at the corner of his bleeding mouth.

So the result wasn't too bad?Didn't he enter Wuyue Villa like this?

Yaluo was about to cry or not, so he shook his shoulders: "Don't touch me, I'll go by myself!"

Everyone in the front hall had finished their lunch and was about to leave the table when the chief guard directly pushed them into the front hall.

He was about to ask the owner how to deal with it, but he thought it would be best to die, so as to make an example to others!

The excitement in the front hall was silenced because of this group of people.

As soon as Si Nian raised his eyes, he saw the acquaintance sitting in the crowd.

Wearing a green shirt, long black hair, independent of the world.

Turning his face slightly to look at him, it was like a gust of breeze.

After such a comparison, Si Nian realized how embarrassed he was now.

He stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the dark red blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled mischievously, pretending to be frivolous.

"Yo, what a coincidence!"