Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 164
At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and a bone-chilling cold and darkness engulfed Xiaochi Chi and the others.
Xiaochi Chi shouldn’t have been surprised, but the development, however, slightly exceeded Xiaochi Chi’s expectation.
It is reasonable to say that the mountain ghost as a novel’s initial boss, from the scientific and rational point of view, the strength set will not be too high, is to let the protagonist to brush experience and prestige value, so many cultivators fall in this, probably because the mountain ghost occupies the advantage of location, in the time rain mountain in advance set up some for ordinary cultivators difficult to break the formation, so can repeatedly win the battle.
But until the coldness on the body, Xiaochi Chi only realized, this mountain ghost force is pure and strong too much.
If he does not have the inherited thousand-year sword intent, only the root of the cultivation, it is not a match for this mountain ghost.
Since the purpose of this trip is to find out the intentions of the mountain ghosts and to save the fellow cultivators and innocent people trapped here, Xiaochi Chi gave up his resistance and closed his eyes, letting his consciousness be wrapped in the cold.
However, before the cold air could enter his body, his surrounding body was covered by a warm white aura.
A broad robe with body heat in the rapidly dropping temperature from behind gentle close up, wrapped him properly in the arms, but very careful restraint, did not touch his skin.
A layer of frost quickly formed on the outside of the robe, while the temperature inside the robe, a little warmer than Xiaochi Chi’s own body temperature, so it seemed extra warm.
Xiaochi Chi noticed that something was wrong and was just about to open his eyes when a long sleeve waved in the air, blocking his eyes.
Xiaochi Chi’s view is blocked, but the darkness comes as an extraordinarily reassuring relief.
He paused and called tentatively, “…… Master?”
Yujing Wen’s voice came succinctly but firmly from his ear, “Yes.”
Several people were all in darkness before their eyes, and when the light rose again, they were in a small sinkhole more than 100 feet deep.
Yujing Wen, Xiaochi Chi safe and sound, Jiming Ye secretly mobilize Dan Nei cold, so only in the eyebrows and eyes hanging some frost, not actually frozen, as for the feast Jinhua, due to the usual lazy, lack of spiritual power, despite all efforts to protect the cold, but still frozen into the three grandsons.
When the surrounding temperature returned to normal, Yujing Wen Fang took a step back, a single sleeve, the other hand holding the sword, looking around.
Judging from the bare – exposed rock and soil, they are still in the Tokyu Mountain, but they were just transferred here by the method of shifting and changing.
When the cold darkness fell, Jiming Ye wanted to protect Shujue Duan, but Yujing Wen beat him to it, and he was already angry.
If it is the previous Jiming Ye, see their own small fish was taken advantage of, even if they will not immediately grab Yujing Wen unforgiving, but also to say three or two sour words to get out of this mouth.
Jiming Ye, who had died once, only rustled the tail of the snake that had just wrapped around Shujue Duan’s ankle back into his pants, reached out to catch a drop of cold water that had fallen from the edge of the cliff and was about to burrow into Shujue Duan’s back collar, and turned away as if nothing had happened, without making a sound, only making a secret note of it in his mind.
And Banquet Jinhua, after slowing down, finally took advantage of his prophetic advantage and waved his hand with certainty in the darkness of the two eyes: “Everyone stay calm and don’t move. There is a Taiji formation here.”
This time they went off the original plot and were captured by the mountain ghosts and thrown into the sinkhole.
Xiaochi Chi tried to transfer the spiritual power in his body and found that it was not locked up. His sword in stone, Yujing Wen’s umbrella, and Feast Jinhua’s sword were not taken away.
According to the information obtained by Feast Jinhua, about three feet above the heads of several people, the mountain ghosts had laid a three-directional taiji formation.
The so-called Taiji formation is about borrowing power to fight power, with the effect of turning a thousand strengths with one force. In the formation, the pure spiritual energy is cut into silk streams, running endlessly in an eight-trigram formation.
This formation is harmless to ordinary people, even if touched, will not hurt life; as for the cultivator, as long as not to move the spiritual power, also will not be a big problem. In this formation, if you hit a palm against the air, it is very easy to appear after a palm launched, palm force is the formation to eliminate the rotation, and ultimately on the back of his head hard embarrassing situation.
This eight trigrams formation, is to prevent the monastic people to escape from the celestial pit by sword set.
As for ordinary people ……
There may be ordinary people who can climb a hundred-foot cliff with their bare hands, but it is never common.
The information provided by Feast Jinhua is still very valuable, but because of the people present, excluding Feast Jinhua, two have read the original, and the other one knows that Feast Jinhua has read the original, so after he deeply pretended, except for Jiming Ye, who maintained his weak scholar persona, and posted to Shujue Duan’s side, asking for advice on what the Taiji Formation is, the rest of the people are calm. The rest of the two were all calm.
After getting a general idea of the situation, Jiming Ye wondered, “You guys know a lot.”
“We are monastic people, so naturally we have some understanding of the five elements of Feng Shui.” Xiaochi Chi turns in like the wind, quickly adjusting his role as the plot requires. He singled out the identity of the three, and after briefly informing Jiming Ye of the purpose of their visit, he pointed to Feixing Jinhua and said, “This is my senior brother, Feixing Jinhua, who is most knowledgeable in the art of the five elements.”
Jiming Ye nodded once and turned to him with eyes full of admiration and said, “So you are an immortal, respectfully, I pay my respects.”
Feast Jinhua was so dazzled by the hype that he thought Shujue Duan was working with Jiming Ye to elevate himself and make him look good in front of Yujing Wen.
Can be in front of this travellers by a protagonist a first supporting role in person, Figure a moment of pleasure, think about it is not bad.
Who would like Jiming Ye to turn the tables and ask sincerely, “But this is really strange, the mountain ghost caught us, but did not kill or hurt, but only imprisoned, feast immortals, why?”
Feast Jinhua froze.
…… day your mom Hi, it’s not in the book.
The shark immortal monarch” serialized here was sprayed not lightly, the author cut the outline, a lot of laying the dark line not to recycle, just threw in there.
The reason for the Mountain Ghost’s capture was simplified to the desire to cultivate the Dan essence; the reason for the Mountain Ghost’s friendship with Shujue Duan became respect for Shujue Duan’s noble personality and absolute force, and even the breaking of the formation was changed to a more enjoyable and violent demolition method. The meeting between the two arch-enemies in jail is slightly childish, but the sword fight at the back is still good, even directly overpowering the presence of the mountain ghost.
The rashness is a bit rash, but it must be said that the “Shark Immortal” is indeed relying on this wave of reckless operation to regain some readers and subscriptions.
Everyone has said, play the heart to see how meaningless, don’t BB direct dry is the real man.
Jinhua also holds this view.
However, as a reader, he can tell the author what to do; as a person in the story, he is no longer able to point out the God’s perspective, exciting words, all the plot development, must be in accordance with logic.
When asked by Jiming Ye, he stammered for a long time and said, “I guess I want to raise them and eat them slowly. …… It’s the same reason as raising sheep in captivity.”
Jiming Ye cocked his head and continued to question, “But why didn’t she even take the Feast Immortal’s sword from you?”
…… more than a sword, even the spiritual power is not sealed off.
Who would leave a spade that can dig a tunnel to escape when they pen the sheep?
Banquet Jinhua was a little rushed: “…… Maybe I forgot to take it away?”
Jiming Ye let out an ahh and said meaningfully, “Then she is really careless.”
Feast Jinhua bite the bullet.
He figured out that Jiming Ye was just teasing himself with his narrow-mindedness and his “Immortal Feast”.
He was even a little annoyed with the author of “The Shark Immortal” who was far away from the sky, why didn’t he make up the logic of this story and turn it upside down, making himself so confused now.
All Jinhua wants is for Jiming Ye to know what to do, stop asking questions, and just stop.
Apparently, Jiming Ye doesn’t know what he’s doing.
He threw out a very realistic question, “Immortal Feast, since you are proficient in formations, can you take us out?”
…… feast Jinhua now deeply appreciate the feeling of pretending to pretend to collapse the whole section.
A glance out of the formation, but will not break, which is the same as a glance to see what type of math problem, but in addition to a dragon fly outside of the solution a word can not hold out, the same useless.
It was Xiaochi Chi who coughed lightly and came out to round up the situation: “Brother Ming, don’t make things difficult for Brother.”
Jiming Ye tilted his head and rolled his eyes in a place that was out of sight of Feast Jinhua.
Feast Jinhua smiled sarcastically and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he felt even more like a man on his back.
Now he is completely the treatment of the supporting characters in those books he has read, or the kind of unintelligent pretending to understand, and finally taught to be a roadie by the protagonist, who does not even deserve to have a name.
When Feast Jinhua was suffocated and was about to vomit blood, Xiaochi Chi turned to Yujing Wen and asked, “Master, can we get out?”
Yujing Wen looks up.
In his eyes, the crisscrossing Taiji Formation and the network of spiritual energy buried between them formed a functional equation in a three-dimensional model.
He pondered for a moment and said, “It’s not hard.”
On hearing this, Feast Jinhua cursed: What are you pretending to be, you just took the script in advance and then fooled people with golden fingers?
But he momentarily golden finger arrears, can not use the main character halo stunning four, teach him to do, can only be forced to shut up, secretly angry.
Xiaochi Chi couldn’t care less what Feast Jinhua was thinking.
This kind of person belongs to the same lineage as Sifan Lou, whom he met in the third world, and both of them are extremely self-conscious. Sifan Lou likes to package himself as a saint and is happy to be admired, while Feast Jinhua is a man who wants to save face, is pretentious, has clear goals, is clever, but is also uncomfortable, and is less capable and diligent than Sifan Lou.
For this kind of people, directly without mercy to step on a few feet, he will be able to launch an unusually rich brain within the brain, they can gas themselves half to death.
He was not very interested in the self-produced junk emotions inside this man’s brain, and looked up at the line of daylight filtering down from above the sinkhole, pondering.
061 asked him, “Did you find anything?”
“No more, no less.” As he spoke, Xiaochi Chi pressed his finger to his lips, “Shh.”
The rest of the group also silenced in unison.
They are all people with cultivation, hearing since they can not be compared with mortals.
They all heard the sound of footsteps coming from the top of the sinkhole.
Within a short time, a human face appeared at the edge of the sinkhole above.
The face disappeared in a mere flash at the edge of the pit, but everyone recognized it by sight, it was the woman who had poured tea at the side of the road and persuaded them to go down the mountain.
Jiming Ye surprised: “Hey!”
But the tea-pouring woman just looked at them, then stepped on the rocks and walked away again.
Feast Jinhua, who is familiar with “Journey to the West” and has long been suspicious of the identity of the tea pourer, immediately gave a firm conclusion: “It’s her! She is the mountain ghost!”
However, as soon as the words fell, the clear and helpless voice of the tea-pouring woman came from above: “Didn’t I say I wouldn’t tell you to arrest anyone else?”
Feast Jinhua who was hit in the face in seconds : “……”
It was quiet up there for a while before a female voice weakly replied, “…… didn’t catch it.”
“Putting people in a different place and locking them up is not called not catching.” Pouring tea woman said, “and the bottom is locked up new people, I just half an hour ago to pour them tea to drink.”
The other female voice stopped talking.
Pouring tea woman coaxed her, “People are going to catch the exam, let them go.”
The female voice talking to her had a soft voice, but the logic sounded a little upside down, and one could hear that she had some mental problems, mouthing, “Just, just tomorrow, stay one more day, and the time will come.”
“But you promised me you wouldn’t catch it again, didn’t you?”
The people in the pit were listening to the classroom conversation outside like elementary school girls, trying to gather more information when suddenly the collective eyes went black.
When they opened their eyes again, they were moved into another pit.
Talking a little farther away, but still can hear a general.
The weak female voice sounded much more relaxed: “I’m not hiding anyone. If you don’t believe me, look again.”
The tea-pouring woman sighed: “…… you changed the people again?”
The other side simply cheated: “No.”
The woman who poured the tea said, “Then promise me that you won’t arrest anyone today?”
The other party is determined to cheat to the end: “No means no. Let’s go, I want to eat, yesterday we agreed to eat bean curd, have you prepared?”
The two walked away, leaving the people thrown in the pit to look at each other.
Feast Jinhua was the first to come around: “They’re gone, let’s kill them quickly.”
Yujing Wen but said: “quietly save is, make a big show, you are afraid not to attract the mountain ghosts? All the formations in the mountain are set up for her, if she is so desperate to fight and activate her magic, it is not a big deal for us to scare the snake and return empty-handed, but what if we hurt the imprisoned daoists?”
…… feast Jinhua is afraid of not being able to fight.
If there is no fight, how can he benefit from it?
He deliberately provoked: “There are so many of us, can’t we be afraid of a little mountain ghost like her?”
Yujing Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, his calm demeanor subtly had some arrogance of a cat: “Oh? Why don’t you go attack the mountain ghosts, while I go with Shu Jie to save the people?”
If there is anyone here who has no qualms about overpowering him in status and position, it is Yujing Wen.
Feast Jinhua was immediately dumbfounded, and reluctantly arched his hand: “Junior Uncle, my disciple was impulsive and thought poorly, please don’t blame me.”
Yujing Wen withdrew his eyes: “It’s good to know that you’re wrong.”
Banquet Jinhua admitted his mistake, but in his heart he was still not convinced: “But we just let this mountain ghost escape for nothing? She has captured people only to take their eyes, or to suck the essence, such evil creatures, we let her go, it is endless harm!”
Xiaochi Chi said, “The one who set up the formation is not a mountain ghost.”
Feast Jinhua almost choked on his saliva: “…… ah?”
Jiming Ye looked at Xiaochi Chi approvingly.
Yujing Wen faintly glanced at the feast Jinhua: “Can’t you see that there is no ghostly energy in the eight trigrams array buried here?”
After this reminder, roaring to kill out for a painful feast Jinhua Fang realized that the eight gossip array is not disgusting breath, but the purest power of the Tao.
Now, even he doesn’t know how this off-the-wall plot should go on: “…… How?”
Aren’t mountain ghosts ghosts?
What’s wrong with the legend?
Or ……
While feasting Jinhua’s brainstorm, Yujing Wen had already come up with a preliminary answer to the equation, using his spiritual power to fine-tune the trajectory of the countless backwards flowing spiritual power waves, trying to modify the trajectory of the entire function diagram to open up a passage for one person to pass through.
Xiaochi Chi and Jiming Ye are seated side by side.
Jiming Ye, transmitting his voice into the secret, laughed: “Chi, you’re good. You haven’t embarrassed my little fish.”
Xiaochi Chi shrugged, he didn’t see the trip as a great experience: “Just taking him out to see the world.”
The real shark immortal, because witnessing the world, in turn, more compassionate heart, seen more, eyes open, the wounded heart can be healed faster.
And Feast Jinhua is not idle either.
His system recorded the whole process of Yujing Wen breaking the formation and prepared it for reporting.
Who would have thought that when Yujing Wen reached the uppermost level of the formation, there were footsteps coming from above again.
When the tea-pouring woman reappeared, Xiaochi Chi stood up and watched her quietly.
She did not say a word, slightly lifting the hem of her skirt, knelt down at the edge of the cliff and paid three obeisances.
Yujing Wen stopped cracking the formation, “Girl, please get up.”
She still insisted on knocking three times before she stood up, “I put her to sleep before I came to you. I want to ask you guys one thing.”
Xiaochi Chi, however, interrupted him, “To make sure we are hearing the real story, can you answer a question for me first?”
The tea-pouring woman was stunned.
Xiaochi Chi tilted her head and asked, “Your name is Ji Su, so what’s her name?”
Everyone in the room froze, including the woman above.
After a long time, she laughed softly and said in a very nostalgic accent, ” Wuyun Cheng .”
In fact, for Ji Su, the mountain ghost, her encounter with Wuyun Cheng, the goddess of the gods, is not a dramatic one.
In the beginning, it was just one person, who met another person.
Wuyun Cheng, a female monk who comes from a family but cultivates Taoism on her own and travels around the world, is so talented and beautiful that people who have seen her prefer to call her “Daoist Master Cheng” or “Wuyun Jun”. “Goddess”.
One day a thousand years ago, Wuyun Cheng was passing by the mountain and heard that there was a mountain ghost haunting the mountain, so he climbed the mountain to find out what was going on.
It was a starry night, and Ji Su had just gotten a pair of good-looking eyes that shouldn’t belong to a nasty, nasty man inside.
She sits on a rock among the bamboo forests in the mountains playing the bamboo flute, enjoying the pleasure of her short sightedness.
She saw Wuyun Cheng, and Wuyun Cheng saw her.
Ji Su put down the bamboo flute and stared at her blankly.
She is a girl from a small place, have not seen the world, have not read books, Wuyun Cheng green shirt with a sword, the temperament is outstanding, she felt for a time that she really saw the gods.
The gods have come to collect her.
Ji Su stared at Wuyun Cheng, watching her step up to her.
Ji Su is a bit flustered: “I, I am Su ……”
Her dead father named her Su Niang, but people spread the word by blackmail and by sound, disliking that her real name was too soft and gentle, and that Ji Su sounded less charming than ghosts and demons.
Wuyun Cheng walked up to her with a straight face, reached out and gently stroked her long unwashed hair, locks of which were knotted in front of her eyes, covered with dust and grease, but soft.
This ghost is not heavy with hostility, and grudges, never harm good people, can still be converted.
She is due to the deep resentment before her death, so much so that each pair of stolen eyes will not last long before they are damaged by the resentment in her body.
It’s just that people are afraid and add fuel to the fire, so she has taken on a lot of false fame for nothing, and even blamed her for the drought in the past year.
Wuyun Cheng stroked her hair and asked, “There are muntjacs in the mountains, why don’t you use their eyes?”
Ji Su whispered, “They can’t hunt and live without their eyes.”
Wuyun Cheng smiled gently, her eyes curved up beautifully.
Ji Su blinked her eyes with fading vision and xinxed, “You have beautiful eyes.”
Wuyun Cheng asked, “Do you want it?”
Ji Su shook her head, “I don’t want to.” She wanted to look into those eyes, all the time.
It’s probably because of the destiny between people. When she first saw Wuyun Cheng, she liked him so much that she couldn’t help but stare at him, wanting to see more and more.
Wuyun Cheng took out a small white bottle of sweet dew from her bag, and the spiritual spring inside slowly dripped into Ji Su’s eyes. This was a treasure given to her by her master before she left for the mountains, and one drop was worth a hundred gold.
Ji Su’s eyes suddenly became clear.
Wuyun Cheng said, “Use these eyes well in the future and don’t harm anyone.”
Wuyun Cheng wanted to leave, but Ji Su stopped her from leaving.
Wuyun Cheng looked at the dirty young girl in front of him with a bit of a tearful smile, “I am serious about leaving. Girl, please.”
Ji Su said fiercely, “Don’t go.”
Wuyun Cheng : “Girl, I’m going on a tour, this is what my master told me to do, I can’t disobey my master’s orders.”
Ji Su : “What is the tour about?”
Wuyun Cheng : “Walk around the world, grow knowledge, remove evil demons, subdue evil spirits, or eat some more delicious food.”
Ji Su played a scoundrel and said, “If you leave, I will catch the people at the bottom of the mountain, and I will eat them.”
Wuyun Cheng has a deep family background and has come into contact with many elegant and talented women, so she has never been pestered by a shrewish girl from the countryside, but she has never had a bad temper and asked, “Why?”
Ji Su said, “Then you will come and get rid of me, and I will see you again.”
Wuyun Cheng was amused by this little kid’s strange words, “Don’t be a jerk. Be a good ghost, the Tao is also the Tao, and the ghost is also the Tao, practice well, be good in your heart, and you too can attain the Tao.”
Ji Su said, “I don’t want to attain the Way, I want to follow you.”
She added, “I’ll follow you wherever you go.”
Wuyun Cheng was new to the world and didn’t know much about human kindness. She didn’t expect to risk being haunted by a ghost when she sat next to her and spent half the night with her, but she couldn’t think of a good way to take her away.
She died here, a spirit of earth bondage, forcibly taken away, she will die a second time, and in ashes.
She had to tiptoe away while Ji Su slept.
Wuyun Cheng was also a bit sad that he was doing a good deed to accumulate blessings, but he was doing it like a thief.
However, she left the mountain a mile after the rain, from the shadows not far behind her carried out a little Ji Su who almost flew away from the soul.
Ji Su was still a child when she died, and the lonely days alone in the mountains made her more stubborn and animalistic, willing to follow whoever was good to her.
Wuyun Cheng finally couldn’t bear to see her die like this and risked letting her stay in her body to save her life.
If Wuyun Cheng’s brother and master were here, he would probably scold her for being crazy.
The good thing is that Ji Su is very good.
When the year was in a drought, she picked up a female body of starving people to do the body, borrowed a corpse to return to the soul, back to the human.
There are hunger, thirst, and all kinds of pains and sufferings, and it is difficult to list them all, but Ji Su put on the new clothes happily and twirled around in front of Wuyun Cheng.
Wuyun Cheng asked her, “Is it bad to use the same body with me.”
Ji Su put her hands behind her back and asked her rhetorically, “Aren’t you tired of carrying me on your back?”
Wuyun Cheng touched her head, and she suffered with her head down.
They are master and servant, or at least that’s how Ji Su defines their relationship after figuring out the rules of the human world that she hasn’t touched in a long time.
Ji Su has no more spiritual power, so Wuyun Cheng accompanies her and walks slowly.
Ji Su washed Wuyun Cheng’s face, combed Wuyun Cheng’s hair, studied ink, and held a sword, and when Wuyun Cheng didn’t allow it, she did it secretly, and read Wuyun Cheng’s books.
She couldn’t read the words, so she followed Wuyun Cheng’s example, turning page after page, guessing page after page, Wuyun Cheng saw her like this, some heartache, so she read it to her, and over time, she really learned to read the words a little.
A small wild dog that grew up in the countryside, died in the mountains, and was finally picked up and brought home, tries to slowly tame itself to become more lovable, more docile, and better to keep.
She wants to be with her all the time, so she wants to be better.
However, things are not always the same in the end.
After five years of traveling with Ji Su, Wuyun Cheng met his destiny.
Wuyun Cheng has been able to ferry the world, but not himself.
She fell in love with a young man of the world.
If only infatuation is not possible, it is just a story of a goddess who has an interest in the King of Xiang without a dream.
The son is very fancy, but treats Wuyun Cheng very well, Ji Su at the side, look is also happy.
She never expects to dominate Wuyun Cheng, she is just a servant, at most a friend, as long as Wuyun Cheng is happy, she will be happy.
Like most wealthy people, the gongzi was interested in Taoism and wanted to seek longevity, so Wuyun Cheng taught him how to do basic meditation and toning, but he was more interested in danshu.
He was childish and like Ji Su, he was always pestering people, so Wuyun Cheng was a little bit in love with him and always obeyed him, telling him all kinds of alchemy secrets and telling him never to pass them on.
The male laughed, I just want to live forever with you, how will the outside world?
But a one-step immortality elixir, the world does not exist.
And it is often the evil way that can take one step to the top.
And what the Duke is interested in is never those pills that can only benefit life and prolong life.
In his room, in addition to Wuyun Cheng the white rose, there is also a red rose with poison, a thousand charming, I do not know how much more beautiful than Wuyun Cheng female demon cultivation.
The son and the demon cultivator, who only had eyes for Wuyun Cheng, never put a small maid Ji Su in his eyes.
When they successfully deceived Wuyun Cheng trust, to achieve seven days of Yin and Yang reconciliation, and then her Dantian furnace censer out, the maid will not be useful, just some poison, lie about a violent death, a roll of straw mat wrapped, thrown into the mountains can be.
Their plan went smoothly. Wuyun Cheng was drugged and subjected to the viciousness, she resisted frantically, but the jealous demoness slashed half of her face.
Ji Su, who had already considered the Duke as Wuyun Cheng’s son-in-law, was transferred in advance to deliver a letter for him to a neighboring city, a round trip that took almost seven days.
Ji Su, thinking of Wuyun Cheng, bought a beautiful rouge and traveled through the night to return early in the morning of the seventh day.
But she could not find Wuyun Cheng in the Taoist temple where he and his son stayed.
She asked a Taoist nun, “Have you seen my Miss Cheng, please?”
The Daoist nodded, took her to the backyard woodshed, directly locked up, went to inform the Prince, begging a sentence, is a dose of poisonous soup to pour down, or have people beaten to death with sticks.
Wuyun Cheng in the Dan room, in the drowsiness, faintly heard the sound of the Taoist nun’s report.
The Prince and the demon cultivator only felt that the great event will be completed, no one ever thought that Wuyun Cheng will be in the seventh day, the elixir will be completed when desperately escaped.
Wuyun Cheng, dressed in rags, stumbled all the way to the woodshed, running and forcing out his Dan Nei.
With her current crippled cultivation, there is absolutely no way to escape.
At the very least, to protect Ji Su , the little girl she picked up from the Tokyu mountain, who has been with her for five years.
She tried her best to break the lock with her bare hands and grabbed Ji Su who was cowering in the corner before the demon cultivator came after her.
Ji Su, still holding the box of rouge in her hand, was shocked and frightened to see Wuyun Cheng in this state: “Miss Cheng? What are you ……”
Wuyun Cheng hugged her, covered her mouth, and fed the Dan Nei flowing in her palm into her mouth.
She leaned into Ji Su’s ear and said, “You’re fine, you’re fine.”
After that, Wuyun Cheng, who had lost Dan Nei and was badly injured, died of exhaustion.
The demon cultivator came after him and saw that the Dan Nei that he was about to get his hands on was nowhere to be seen, so he was furious and wiped Ji Su’s neck with a sword, stabbed her corpse several times with his sword and cut open her stomach, but found that Dan Nei was not there.
The bodies of the two were thrown on a wild hill in the countryside, only to be devoured by wild wolves.
That night, at night.
The gentleman woke up with a start and was splashed with wine, while Ji Su, covered in blood, stood silently on his side of the bed and threw a torch at it.
The fire roared up in all directions, the son screamed and rolled into a ball, calling for people to come, but the entire Taoist temple has fallen into a sea of fire, in addition to a few groaning in the sea of fire, lingering, there is no one else.
The demon also slept on the side of the son, when the fire was rippled some, but she knows the spiritual arts, pinch a fire trick, pull out the sword, and Ji Su battle in one place.
Ji Su swordplay is not bad, a move, all have the shadow of Wuyun Cheng, but after all, she is only mortal, and this body has no spiritual roots, she was suppressed extremely hard, the female demon got the advantage, more killing moves, vowed to capture her alive, and then eat her alive, or still be able to absorb 70% to 80% of the medicinal properties.
But each time the sword hit Ji Su’s body, Ji Su seemed to feel no pain.
Long life, long life, immortality, does not mean that it does not hurt.
But Ji Su still seems oblivious.
When the demoness noticed that something was wrong, she struck again, but Ji Su caught an opening and cut off her right arm with a sword.
The female demon howled in pain and fell to the ground, tumbling.
Ji Su did not stop, one sword, another sword.
A mortal man, in a rolling sea of fire, shattered a female demon into pieces.
She stumbled down the mountain from the Taoist temple with a fire in her arms, holding Wuyun Cheng’s sword, and returned to the wild hills in the countryside, where she first took a bath in a stream and then carried Wuyun Cheng’s body, which was settled in an abandoned hut, on her back and went on her way.
Knowing that she was most likely to be hunted down and unable to think of anywhere else to go, she returned to Mount Tokyu and buried Wuyun Cheng at the foot of the western mountain.
After burying her best friend’s corpse, she didn’t know what to do.
The good news is that she is no longer the ignorant kid who tried to kill to keep Wuyun Cheng alive.
The world that Wuyun Cheng wants, what she wants, she will try to preserve for Wuyun Cheng.
She returned to the mountain and built a small hut in the mountain, opened a vegetable bed and cultivated it day by day.
There is a shrine to the divine maiden at the bottom of the mountain, with an endless stream of incense and the name Wuyun Cheng written on it. She also occasionally went to worship, looking at the restored statue of the jade body goddess, a little defiantly thought, “Miss Cheng is still better looking.
The bell chime lightly rings, and the blue smoke is lingering.
The woman beside her is begging for marriage, eager to marry a man of her choice, while Ji Su, the mountain ghost who should have been killed by the goddess, is kneeling alongside her, but does not know what to beg for.
She thought for a long time, put her palms together and said reverently, “May Miss Cheng be in good health and have good food for years and years.”
One day in the mountain, a thousand years in the world.
Wuyun Cheng has read books that she knows by heart.
Later, even the book was decayed and turned into dust and sand and ashes.
To pass the time, she found other books to read.
Ji Su is becoming more and more like the old Wuyun Cheng, more stable, more gentle and more tolerant.
Apart from being ageless, immortal and unhurt, she is still mortal.
Successive generations of stars have flowed slowly over her head, and she has never left Mount Tokyu.
People love to hate, some of them like the tide of Qiantang, surging and rolling, even if only gorgeous for a moment, but also to hit themselves hard on the rocks, for a white wave, wet a corner, also counted as leaving a trace; some of them are like the mountain gurgling streams, sometimes even inaudible sound of water flow, turn a blind eye, the world has been a thousand years.
The peaceful life could have gone on forever, but half a month ago, a group of tomb robbers heard a rumor that there was a tomb of a mountain ghost in the mountain and there was treasure inside, and they searched and searched and found the tomb of Wuyun Cheng.
Ji Su heard the commotion and ran far away to stop it, but he was knocked down by the brutal grave robbers with a shovel.
Thousands of years of blood seeped into the soil and mutations followed.
The grave robbers who just beat Ji Su were dragged into the mud by a hand that reached out from the ground, and the sound of broken bones was incessant.
The thieves were appalled by the liver and guts, scattered, but six people were pulled into the soil by the strange force, all the bones were broken, and died without a burial place.
That was the first day that Wuyun Cheng’s ghost was reborn after a thousand years.
With a thousand years of prayers and the power of the birth shrine, Wuyun Cheng’s body did not decay, but she also became the earth-bound spirit of Mount Tokyu.
She suffered a huge blow during her life, her mind collapsed, she couldn’t remember who she was, her intellect was reverted to a toddler, but she recognized Ji Su like a fledgling bird, and she stuck behind her like a small tail, curiously asking questions.
Thousands of years ago and thousands of years later, Wuyun Cheng and Ji Su have completely switched places, in terms of temperament, learning, and personality.
However, the two are still good friends with each other, this heart can be seen, not easy for a thousand years.
In the world’s mind, the one who resurrected, made chaos and killed people is the mountain ghost that plagued the four directions a thousand years ago.
For Ji Su, this is something to be happy about.
The goddess should always be the goddess, dry and clean, beautiful standing there, fireworks, very beautiful, very good.
Ji Su knelt at the entrance of the cave and finished telling their story.
061 could not hide his surprise and asked Xiaochi Chi, “How did you think she was a mountain ghost?”
Xiaochi Chi said, “There must be some explanation for a weak woman with no magical powers to guard the mountain path and do good deeds. In the legends about mountain ghosts, there are only two women, Ji Su, and the Goddess.”
061 said, “Then why not guess that she is the Goddess?”
“I used to take a book about blind people and went to a special institute for further training, and I know some of the characteristics of blind people.” Xiaochi Chi said, “Her hearing is too sharp as a mortal.”
When she was on the trail, she didn’t have to turn around to identify the visitors as the “four guests”.
You know, Yujing Wen walks like a cat, almost silent.
And when speaking to the crowd in the sinkhole, her voice is not very loud, and when the people underneath talk back, often echoes seriously, and even cover the original voice, but she can easily identify what the other side is saying, without the other side repeating at all.
Xiaochi Chi is also just guessing, but as things stand, he’s betting on the right thing.
“Although she has strong spiritual power, Miss Cheng is very obedient.” Ji Su finished her speech and wanted to say something good for her friend, she paused, seemingly thinking of Wuyun Cheng’s trickery just now, and added a little embarrassedly, “Just a little too capricious once in a while.”
Yujing Wen asked, “Those tomb robbers aside, she captured the people and the Taoist people, why?”
Ji Su was almost embarrassed: “It’s like this, tomorrow is my birthday. She didn’t know what the birth day was, so she kept pestering me to ask, and I told her that the birth day is the day of birth, and that mortals celebrate the birth day by having friends and relatives present to celebrate it with a lot of enthusiasm. She felt that the mountain was too cold, it so happened that a Taoist came to investigate the murder of tomb robbers, mountain ghosts reappeared, she caught people, locked in the back of a thousand caves at the bottom of the cave, but also with the formation sealed, said to …… ask them to wait until tomorrow to celebrate my birthday with me, then let them go. The good thing is that those who were caught and Mount Jingxu’s Taoist master are good people, after listening to my explanation, they said that it would not hurt to stay a few more days, but she and I can not go down the mountain to Mount Jingxu to inform the situation, she can not leave, I can not go far, she is too realistic and refused to let go of a person back to explain the situation, it is really a trouble for you … … …”
Xiaochi Chi was silent.
Now, what they hear is the full picture of the story that the author of “The Shark Immortal” really wants to tell.
Nothing blood and fire, nothing ups and downs, and not even intentionally trying to sell lilies, is the story of two girls supporting each other.
So Shujue Duan does not kill her to take away the Dan essence because it is completely unnecessary.
So Shujue Duan and she became best friends, and Ji Su, the mountain ghost, also sent Shujue Duan home-brewed wine at a later stage, as if they were already close friends.
So after seeing the pandemonium in the comments section, the author chose to cut the line after consideration and simply deleted the story of Ji Su and Wuyun Cheng, he didn’t want these two girls to be YA by the readers as Shujue Duan’s harem sisters.
