The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

"Look at what you look like now! Is Master protecting you just to make you live a ridiculous life like this?!" Liu Chehan was even more anxious when he said this, and raised his hand to give Jing Zhan another slap, but When it was close to the cheek, the palm wind hit, the palm stopped abruptly, and let it go cruelly.

"What do you mean... What do you mean? What do you mean by using yourself to protect me?" Jing Zhan couldn't care how Liu Chehan's broken arms and legs were intact now, when he heard Su Wangli leave him He immediately woke up, stood up and grabbed Liu Chehan's shoulders with his backhand, and asked.

Liu Chehan's new arms were squeezed so hard by him, and he frowned in pain for a moment.

Seeing his appearance, Jing Zhan released his hands, but he didn't stop talking, he still asked, "What's wrong with Su Wangli? Where is he? Didn't he return to Jiuchongtian?"

Hearing Jing Zhan's last words, Liu Chehan sneered, looked at Jing Zhan with anger in his eyes, and said viciously: "Yes, he has returned to Jiuchongtian, and he has returned to Jiuchongtian to atone for your sins!"

Atonement?

"What? What did you say? It's clear that he abandoned me for the sake of his position as a fairy and the so-called Dao of Heaven!" Jing Zhan roared.

"Nonsense! If he really cares about the position of an immortal monarch, how could he be removed from the immortal book, stripped of his immortal bones and relegated to the world!" Liu Chehan raised his hand and slapped Jing Zhan again. Knocked down.

Liu Chehan took a deep breath, looked down at Jing Zhan, his eyes were red, and his voice was trembling: "When he went to the Nine Heavens alone, he was so emaciated that he only had half his life left. He knelt in front of the Emperor of Heaven, Kneeling in front of the immortals, begging the Heavenly Emperor to forgive you and let you go, but if you really do this, where will the Heavenly Emperor put his face in front of the immortals?"

Speaking of this, Liu Chehan could hardly bear to recall the scene he saw. At that time, he just woke up, and when he followed Mi Guang to the palace, he saw Su Wangli humbly kowtow, his face still indifferent and cold, kneeling There is still back straight.

When he opened his mouth to speak, he was panting for a few words: "The evil energy in the evil person's body has been completely eliminated, please let the emperor let him go, Yaohua is willing to be punished for the evil person."

The Emperor of Heaven roared angrily: "I haven't settled with you for using the forbidden technique in Jiuchongtian for private use! How many lives do you have? You are still punished for that evil!"

The roar resounded throughout the palace, Liu Chehan wanted to intercede, but Mi Guang said to him: "You must remember your responsibilities."

Of course he didn't forget, he naturally remembered that he must not get hurt now, let alone lose his life again...

Su Wangli still didn't show much expression, and bent his straight waist again and kowtowed: "A teacher for a day, a father for the rest of his life, it's not the son's fault to teach the father, the laziness of the teacher's laziness, I am Jing Zhan's teacher, It is his father, Yaohua will bear all his mistakes."

"Okay!" The Heavenly Emperor turned around abruptly, and stopped looking at Su Wangli, closed his eyes helplessly, and said, "Get rid of the fairy book, pick the fairy bone!"

Speaking of this, Liu Chehan couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to touch the tears on his face.

"Eliminate the bones! How could he bear the remaining half of his life... But he could bear it, 77 bone-eviscerating knives cut through Su Wangli's body again and again, and he didn't make a sound He didn't ask until the 77 knives were all taken." Liu Chehan choked up and said, "He asked me if it was over..."

"I nodded, his white clothes were covered in blood, and he was dyed red forcibly... But the master smiled. It was the first time I saw him smile, like a child who didn't know much about the world... ..." Liu Chehan's five fingers tightened, tears couldn't stop flowing down: "Before he fainted, he said... finally... saved him..."

"Impossible...Impossible...He...Su Wangli clearly wanted to kill me..." Jing Zhan murmured.

Although Liu Chehan was not on the Jiuchongtian that day, he had heard Mi Guang say everything, so he naturally knew more than Jing Zhan. He said: "Do you know the breath-stopping talisman? The unique technique of the fox clan, you only need to use it Draw a talisman on the chest with the blood of the fox family, and you can stop the screen god, just like dying... Do you think now, Master still wants to kill you?"

Jing Zhan stood up, his face haggard and blue, his beard arched around his mouth, his red eyes looked at Liu Chehan, and he asked, "Where is it? Where is Su Wangli?"

Hearing these words, Liu Chehan's anger that had just calmed down surged up again.

"What? Don't you think you didn't hurt him enough?"

"I ask you where Su Wangli is?!" Jing Zhan collapsed, grabbed Liu Chehan's arms, and stared at him fiercely, but the tears seemed to flow down his face, he couldn't hold it anymore, trembling Kneeling majestically in front of Liu Chehan, he begged humbly: "Please, please tell me, where is Su Wangli... Where is he?"

"Jing Zhan, do you have a heart?" Liu Che asked coldly.

"Remember Yaohua Temple? Do you know? Master couldn't express his feelings for you at that time. He could only kneel in front of his own Buddha statue and beg God to give him a marriage with you... and ...How do you think the evil energy in your body disappeared? Master gave you half his life in exchange for it!"

Liu Chehan's nasal voice was very heavy, but he still yelled hoarsely, with tears streaming down his face, but he couldn't care less about cleaning up his embarrassment.

He took a long breath, raised his head, and murmured: "Jing Zhan...do you have a heart..."

"Where the hell is he..."

Jing Zhan didn't seem to hear anything, just repeated this sentence over and over again.

"Outside Jinyan City, he lives alone in that small cottage." Liu Che said coldly.

Jinyan City is not far from Penglai. It turns out that Su Wangli has been so close to him for more than a month...

"Why does he..."

"Why don't you go to Penglai?" Liu Chehan finished the sentence for him, and sneered: "I can't go up...Now that I have been picked out of the fairy bones, I only have half my life left. What a difference! Not as strong as a man..."

Jing Zhan stood up staggeringly, and ran out without hesitation, but just as he stepped out, he stopped again, turned his head to look at Liu Chehan who was standing there, and said, "Thank you."

The silence returned to the room again, Liu Chehan was dressed in green clothes, turned his head to look at the open door, and sighed slowly.

Although Jinyan is the closest to Penglai, there is a certain distance between them. There are no people living on this road. There are only a few households not far from Jinyan City, and a few acres of wasteland are cultivated around it. The sun rises and the sun goes in. When the food is cooked, half of it is kept, and the remaining half is pushed to the city with a cart to catch a morning market to sell, and it can earn a lot of money.

Su Wangli lived in these families.

He had nowhere to go, so he saw a dilapidated thatched cottage here, which seemed to have been unoccupied for a long time, so he went into the village and asked. The Wang couple next door were very enthusiastic. He didn't have any children, but seeing Su Wangli's pitiful appearance, he was very enthusiastic, and called Aunt Wu's son and grandson next door to help clean up the small thatched hut.

The two families were very kind and simple. After cleaning up the room, they brought out the porridge and fried dishes cooked in their own homes, and gathered around to eat.

Su Wangli had never seen this kind of enthusiasm in the human world, and he was dumbfounded, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Aunt Wang served Su Wangli a bowl of porridge and asked, "Why are you alone? Where is your home? Where are your parents?"

For three questions in a row, Su Wangli could not lie, nor could he tell the truth. He shook his head when he asked one question, and shook his head when he asked another question.

Seeing this, Aunt Wu's daughter-in-law sighed and said, "I must have escaped from somewhere. I probably fell on my head on the way, and I can't remember anything."

When the Wangs and Aunt Wu heard this, they looked at Su Wangli with even more pity, took Su Wangli's hands, and said, "It's okay, we will live here from now on, we are a family."

Just like that, Su Wangli learned how to carry water, chop wood, make a fire and cook, and learn how to weed and fertilize the fields, and then ate in the courtyard with the two of them at meal times. Over the past month, he had gotten used to the life here.

When Jing Zhan arrived, he saw Su Wangli, who was always dressed in white as clean as jade, in coarse linen, with an ax in his hand, chopping firewood in the courtyard.

The son of the Wu family picked up the hoe to plow the ground, and the daughter-in-law and son of the Wu family picked up two steamed buns and stood at the door to see him off. Seeing that he was about to leave, Su Wangli waved to him with a familiar smile, and then began to focus on chopping firewood again. .

To be honest, Su Wangli really doesn't know much about this kind of physical work, but he can only cook porridge and decoct medicine when cooking. There is nothing he needs to do here, and he can't do anything else.

When he was young, his mother protected him, and he was too young to do anything at all. After his mother left, he could only be a little beggar on the side of the road begging for food. Sometimes he could not find any food, so he would take risks. Go to the bun stand to steal a bun.

Until one time, he missed and was caught by the boss. The boss was also a ruthless person. He directly pulled out a stick and threatened to break Su Wangli's hands. No matter how Su Wangli cried and shouted, a circle of people surrounded him on the street, but he didn't No one is willing to step forward to stop.

At the very moment, an old monk in a cassock robe grabbed the wooden stick that was hitting Su Wangli's wrist, handed the silver to the boss, and bought five more buns. Just like that, Su Wangli held five buns in his arms. Steaming steamed stuffed bun with one in his mouth, he followed Rui Lin to Dubei Temple.

Since then, he has worshiped Ruilin as his teacher. Apart from chopping firewood and cooking, he can also sweep the floor and collect herbs.

Su Wangli raised the axe, took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on the not-so-thick piece of wood, and struck down with the axe, but he missed it.

Aunt Wu, who was burning firewood, saw it and smiled as if she was looking at her own son, and said kindly: "You can't use all your strength to split wood. You have to be careful and use your strength little by little."

After hearing this, Su Wangli nodded vigorously, looked at the piece of wood carefully, and split it bit by bit according to Aunt Wu's instructions.

The little grandson of the Wu family ran over to have a look, and immediately jumped up and down and clapped his hands, applauding: "Brother is amazing! Better than Ah Wen, who still can't hold an axe."

Seeing that Ah Wen was in a low mood, Su Wangli put down the axe, touched Ah Wen's little head, and said softly, "That's because Ah Wen is still young, and when he grows up, he will be even stronger than his elder brother."

"Then when will Ah Wen grow up? Ah Wen also wants to be as tall as his brother." Ah Wen raised his head, his big eyes flickering.

"Ah Wen, are you going to bother brother again?" Wu's daughter-in-law shouted when she saw that little Ah Wen was gone.

Ah Wen snorted, ignored his mother, and opened his arms to Su Wangli to hug him.

Seeing this, Su Wangli chuckled, bent over and hugged little Ah Wen.

"Wow—it's so tall!" Little Ah Wen giggled excitedly.

The daughter-in-law of the Wu family ran over, put her hands on her hips, and said with feigned anger: "Ah Wen is so heavy, why did you ask my brother to hug me again? What if I crush my brother?"

As soon as Ah Wen heard his mother say that he was heavy, he immediately shouted: "Not heavy! Ah Wen is very light! Is it my brother?"

After saying that, he looked aggrieved and looked at Su Wangli with a pouted mouth.

"Yes, yes, Ah Wen is the lightest." Su Wangli weighed his hands together and said with a suppressed smile.

The daughter-in-law of the Wu family laughed helplessly, pointing at her son: "You little ancestor."

"It's okay, Ah Wen is very light." Su Wangli said to Wu's daughter-in-law.

Jing Zhan wanted to go in, but he hesitated for a few steps and was at a loss.

Su Wangli looked much more relaxed and happier in this village than in Penglai and Jiuchongtian. His face that used to be stern, his cold eyebrows and eyes were all relaxed and relaxed now.

Maybe...it's the best choice not to bother him...

Jing Zhan stopped, and wanted to turn around and leave, but not far away, Su Wangli looked over there with a vigilant look.

Those slightly raised fox eyes met the slender glass-colored eyes, and all the surrounding sounds were blurred for an instant.

Obviously, I haven't seen him for a month, but why does this look seem to be tens of thousands of years away?

The past that was intended to be forgotten is like a bud sprouting out of the ground, spreading rapidly, growing and blooming branches and leaves, and turning into a towering tree.

Su Wangli's dark pupils seemed to be a pool of clear water, and the waves moved slightly, but he moved away expressionlessly, as if he didn't see the person at the corner outside the fence.

But Jing Zhan could see clearly, Su Wangli saw him.

He made up his mind to walk in, one step at a time, as if stepping on hot iron. He was full of expectations, but trembling like walking on thin ice, walking into the simple nature, into Su Wangli's current world.

"Su Wangli..." He yelled softly, choking hard.

For a moment, everyone stopped and looked at him blankly, looking at this haggard-looking man.

Only when Su Wangli turned his head to look at him, all the gentle spring breeze on his face disappeared, and with a cold face, he asked detachedly, "Who are you?"

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Start a small farm life (hee hee