Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Xiao Jingxuan held onto the pillar and slowly stood up. In front of him, there was something floating in the air, wrapped in spiritual power.

He slowly raised his hands, held them in his hands, and before he could even look at them, he held them in his arms, mumbling and choking, "Junior Master Uncle, Junior Master Uncle."

He slowly spread out his palms, and the things hidden by the spiritual power finally revealed their full appearance.

It was a lifelike little clay sculpture.

It was exactly the same as the puppet that was given to Xiao Jingxuan as a gift two years ago, and was still carved from the same mold as Chu Huaizhou.

He was dressed in an imposing robe of the Immortal Lord with a cloud-like peak. His pair of narrow and drooping eyes were bright and his gaze on everyone was gentle.

Xiao Jingxuan gently and stiffly stretched out his fingertips and touched the puppet's head, "Chu Huaizhou..."

The moment it was touched, the extremely realistic black hair on the clay sculpture's head began to loosen.

The headband embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns circled Xiao Jingxuan in the air for a few times and then gently wrapped around his wrist.

The hairband glowed with a warm silver light and was wrapped around his wrist into a knot that could neither be untied nor removed.

The silver headband fluttered and rolled in the air. After the faint silver light dissipated, a strand of black hair was entangled with the headband and wrapped around his wrist bone.

The golden shadows of the characters condensed in the air seemed to be blown by the wind, shadowy and erratic, gathering and dispersing, dispersing and gathering again.

Chu Huaizhou seemed to have crushed the long river of time and space with one foot, and his figure walked towards him slowly.

He has bright eyes, white teeth, a smile in his eyes, thin lips, a picturesque appearance, a tall and graceful figure, a tall white jade crown, a green robe and black hair.

Xiao Jingxuan wanted to reach out and grab the hem of his clothes that he couldn't touch at all, tears streaming down his face, "Why did Junior Master open the Time Sea?"

Chu Huaizhou smiled and lowered his eyes, his hand caressed his cheek, his voice was cold and arrogant but also revealed the extreme tenderness and indulgence towards only one person -

"I give her black hair, and a silver belt to tie it, so that we can be together forever, and grow old together. The fragrance of osmanthus and orchids, predicts that you will have a long family and a bright future. The promise of growing old together, written on a fragrant piece of paper. The covenant of red leaves, recorded in the love genealogy."

The blood in Xiao Jingxuan's body seemed to solidify at this moment, and his frozen expression could not be concealed.

Countless words and situations flashed through my mind, each one more untenable than the last.

As they stared at each other in silence, he felt as if a thousand-pound stone was pressing on his chest. He was bound by a mixture of sadness and pity, and his whole body ached.

Xiao Jingxuan looked up to the sky and felt long and sorrowful: "Ah - why! Why? Why did you let me start over, but didn't give me a chance to make up for my regrets?"

"Master Junior, please come back! Why can't I save you even if I die? Ah——"

"Why are you treating me like this? Why? What treasonous thing have I done to deserve this punishment?"

Xiao Jingxuan fell to his knees on the ground, crawling on the ground humbly, and roaring uselessly with a hoarse voice.

My heart hurts so much, like the endless waves, and like the setting sun sinking into the sky, it is endless.

Chu Huaizhou's shadow knelt beside him, held his face in his hands, and said with a faint smile: "Do you like the marriage oath?"

"It's a pity that there is no writing material there. When we meet again in the future, I will write it on red paper and send it to you."

"Xiao Jingxuan, I heard that in the human world, there is a saying that couples must tie the knot when they first marry, so I took the initiative and cut off my hair for you."

"And I have placed two ancient seals on this headband. It can protect your life at the critical moment."

"You may not know, but I have actually liked you for a very long time. I'm sorry that I can only tell you this way."

Chu Huaizhou lowered his head with red eyes, his hair covering Xiao Jingxuan's face, and they looked at each other in tears.

He kissed him openly in the dim hood, and for the first time he felt so calm and composed, as if it was natural.

"I hid in the dark and secretly loved you. Those days were really hard, just like the wind in midsummer, blowing on my face was hot."

"I feel like I've been suffering for a long time, more than just ten years."

Chu Huaizhou's face was still filled with smiles, and his eyes and eyebrows were as indigo as the distant mountains, tinged with a joking look.

"I often wonder if I never got what I wanted in my previous life until I died. That's why I have the illusion that I have been in love with you for a long time, so long that the rivers have dried up and the green mountains have rotted."

"Fortunately, I finally got what I wanted. I think, even if it's a lie, it's... really good."

"If this crisis is successfully resolved, when I return, if your loyalty and love remain unchanged, then it will be time to conclude a Taoist Companionship Contract."

"If you agree, you can't take off the black hair and silver belt. If you don't agree, you can destroy the clay sculpture and the marriage certificate will be invalid."

Xiao Jingxuan's eyes were red, and clearly filled with mist, yet it seemed as if there was a deep fog obscuring them, like stagnant water in a muddy pond.

"Uncle Junior Master, I will agree. I will certainly agree. I have already let you down in one lifetime, causing you to perish and die. How can I not agree in this lifetime?"

"But where have you been? Where can I find you? I really want to see you."

"Junior Master, I miss you so much." He buried himself in the other's arms and cried softly.

The elegant scent of camellia gradually faded, and Chu Huaizhou's phantom became more transparent.

"As long as my heart is not dead and my body is not annihilated, we will eventually meet again."

The tears on Xiao Jingxuan's face were not yet dry, but his eyes were firm and unwavering, "If you are buried in the abyss and your bones are rotten, I will live in the world with snow on my head."

"Don't cry, you're useless." Chu Huaizhou finally smiled and disappeared into smoke and dust.

In the kitchen of the inn, the pots and pans that were supposed to fall still fell, and the people who were supposed to fall to the ground still fell heavily to the ground.

The sea of ​​time left by Chu Huaizhou's spiritual consciousness turned into specks of silver light and dissipated in the cold mist and warm sun.

Everyone looked at Xiao Jingxuan, who was leaning against a corner with his back hunched and crying. They only dared to watch from afar but did not have the courage to approach.

"This young man is so strange. Why is he crying in front of an empty wall? He looks so grief-stricken?"

"I don't know. Is there something wrong with your brain?"

A woman folded her hands over her chest and said solemnly: "Don't judge others without knowing their faults."

A light breeze blew, and a phantom passed by. When everyone opened their eyes again, they saw only a silver ingot on the stove, and the person in the corner had disappeared.

The guy tilted his head, and complained in a puzzled voice: "These Taoists are really strange and powerful."

Xiao Jingxuan was walking in the crowd, the spring rain was drizzling down, he had no umbrella to hold, and only wore a hat.

The black and red robe was instantly wet by the rain, and the thin, lonely and melancholy figure gradually disappeared in the crowd.

Junior Uncle-Master, you have protected me from separation for half my life, so what if I spend my entire life looking for you?

I never cherished the good times, but I will regret it when the prosperity is gone.

March eighteenth.

Even though he knew there was little hope, Xiao Jingxuan still stood guard in front of the deserted Duanshe City in the early morning when the wind was howling.

He guarded outside the city for ten days and ten nights, like the tail end of joyful laughter floating among the lights of thousands of homes.

Xiao Jingxuan finally had to leave, like a withered yellow leaf that was drifting and had no destination, and was swept into the air.

"That's right. I've been used to being shocked for half my life. How dare I ask fate to be more gentle?"

"But, Chu Huaizhou, where did they take you?"

-

"It's been a full ten months, and there's still no news about Xiao Jingxuan?"

"Replying to the Pavilion Master's words." The person who came to report looked at Yu Changfeng's unpredictable expression and said tremblingly, "No."

"Didn't I ask you to go look for the guy who delivered the letter to Biluo Yunding last time?"

"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, I have searched...searched. But he also doesn't know where Senior Brother Jingxuan is."

Yu Changfeng glared angrily, "How could he not know? Didn't Xiao Jingxuan ask him to send back the book to the teacher?"

"If Xiao Jingxuan hadn't handed it over to him, how could it have appeared in his hands for no reason?"

The disciples in the hall hurriedly responded, "The Pavilion Master is indeed as good as a god!"

Yu Changfeng was startled by his sudden increase in volume. Just as he was about to curse, he heard him say -

"According to the messenger's recollection, he was originally a poor scholar whose wife and children were kidnapped by robbers, who demanded a ransom of 20,000 silver coins."

"He failed to report to the police, and returned home in a daze at night. He saw a letter and 20,000 silver notes on the table in the courtyard."

"He can deliver this letter to the top of the Biluo Cloud Summit as the note says, and the 20,000 silver notes will be his."

"So, the person who delivered the letter had never seen Senior Brother Jingxuan. Later, I heard rumors that the evil robbers were wiped out by a man in black clothes."

"I guess this person is most likely Senior Brother Jingxuan, but he never left any trace."

The disciple frowned and said, "However, I was unable to find Senior Brother Jingxuan's whereabouts. It was my incompetence. I hope the Pavilion Master will forgive me."

"You...!" Even though Yu Changfeng was anxious and angry, he still couldn't say anything.

"Forget it." Yun Huai walked out from behind the screen with a calm expression and slightly red eyes.

"It doesn't matter if you can't find his trace, just let him go. When he has resolved what he is worried about, he will come back."

As everyone knows, behind the broken screen of Huangquan Pavilion is the bedroom of the Pavilion Master!

The disciple who came back to report the news was dumbfounded, his teeth chattering, "Your Excellency Yun... Yun Huai, how did you get out... out of here?"

The disciple cautiously glanced behind the screen at the breeze and bright moon, and murmured to himself in a low voice.

"That... isn't that the Pavilion Master's bedroom...?"

A group of cawed crows flew over the main hall of Huangquan Pavilion.

"Alright, alright, I told you not to talk too much, back off."

Yu Changfeng seized the opportunity and quickly changed the subject and asked, "Yun Huai, what did Xiao Jingxuan say in the letter?"

"Is there any news about Yun Lan? When will he return to Biluo Yunding?"

Yun Huai's ears blushed, and he pretended to be calm and said calmly, "Nothing, just a few casual words."

"The letter also mentioned you, and informed the two of us that you were safe. You don't need to waste manpower, and you don't have to look for him anymore."

"Tell you to spend your money wisely. He also mentioned that after this matter is over, he will find Yunlan and make plans."

Yu Changfeng sighed softly, "I don't know if I'm too sentimental."

“I always feel that if he really finds Yunlan, the two of them will probably never come back to this Biluoyun Peak.”

Yun Huai looked at the Southwest Peak not far away, and at the Fuguang Palace far away in the horizon. He bit his lower lip and said nothing.