Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

one,

Many people think that Xia Gui is born blind, but in fact, before the age of three, he is exactly like any ordinary child—I mean both eyes.

Xia Gui still remembers that in the past so far away that he can't trace the source, he also had a happy and happy childhood, loving parents and countless joys.However, everything changed when he was three years old, the little concubine who was eager to get ahead, the mother's kind and amiable dowry maid, and the young lady who used to sew clothes and shoes for him.

That day, she made him a delicious sweet and sour pork ribs, that day, everything changed.

The so-called human heart, how changeable is it?

The elixir of Zizaimen allowed him to escape death, at the cost of losing his light and losing the right to inherit the head of the Qionghua School.

After that, he never saw that gentle little sister again, and his father also changed from loving to guilty, and then alienated in guilt until finally he lost his heart in the power struggle, became mad in jealousy and completely became another people.

What a pity, Xia Gui, who hadn't bigu that year, thought to himself while eating the sour rice served by his servants, that bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs was actually quite delicious, and he hadn't had time to thank her.

In the days that followed, no one made sweet and sour pork ribs for him anymore.

two,

The day when Moxiu was rescued was peaceful, with no strong winds, bright days, and no snow in June. He and Xia Gui traveled all over the world these years, rescuing fugitive robbers, butchers, and princes and generals. Days make no difference.

So ordinary and so boring, even Xia Gui didn't do anything to help him bandage the wound and stimulate the aura to repair the defect, just obediently half-lying on the bed and staring at him.

"It turns out that you monks still grow up like this."

"What?" Xia Gui, who was concentrating on stimulating his true energy, couldn't hear the other party's words clearly for a while.

"Let me tell you," the boy said happily, waving his only uninjured left hand and sticking it to Xia Gui's face, "So you monks also have a pair of eyes, a nose and a mouth."

The hand attached to the face is delicate and slender. Although there is a thin layer of calluses between the fingertips and the lower palm, it is not conspicuous due to proper maintenance.It seems that the person rescued this time should be a young master in the devil world.

"Xiao Xianxiu, although you are blind, you are pretty good-looking. Well, probably second only to me and Master."

"Are all monks like you?" The young man wanted to get up excitedly, but he couldn't move because of the wound in his abdomen, so he could only collapse on the bed and play with his arms in boredom, "If there is a chance, I really want to go Take a look at the seminars and flower appreciation meetings of your monks."

Regarding the young man's soliloquy, Xia Gui bandaged all the wounds calmly, then turned his head away from the young man's hand in the next second and said expressionlessly: "Didn't you see other monks? They are about to stab you!" It’s a jam, you still want to go to the symposium”

The wounds on a person's body can't be deceiving, and the true qi pierced in the veins of the whole body all tell Xia Gui that this young man was seriously injured under the siege of righteous monks.

"Well, you can't really blame them." The hearty demon boy blushed and hesitantly said, "It's my fault. I saw that couple buying a red food wrapped in a transparent skewer for their child. , I rushed up to ask what it tasted like when I was greedy, and the child was scared to cry."

"It's because I forgot that I am a demon cultivator, and I am an existence that everyone shouts and beats. If it were an ordinary family, it would be good to see a big lion with a bloody mouth at its own children. That couple is actually gentle and considerate to their children, and the blame lies in my wrong birth."

"If one day the demon cultivator and the monk can live in peace, this kind of thing will definitely not happen."

"Fool!"

Xia Gui shook his head in his heart, thinking that he had to give the young man a few prescriptions to heal his mind.Only a fool would believe the nonsense that monks and demons understand each other and live in peace.

"I'm not a fool!" As if remembering something, the young man raised his eyebrows, "If I'm a fool, then what's the point of being a righteous monk like you who knows that the other party is a demon cultivator and still helps out?"

three,

"So this kind of red string is called candied haws." He casually threw the captured monster in the courtyard, and before he even had time to wipe Han Shun off his body, the boy impatiently grabbed the long string on the wooden table and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It turns out that the transparent thing on the outside is syrup. It's so sweet, isn't it so sour!" I wanted to bite it into pieces and swallow it, but I didn't expect the bright red fruit inside to be so sour. The candied haws were pulled out of its mouth, sticking out its tongue and circling around in the courtyard.

The three-tailed mouse who lived freely in the mountains, how could he have expected that he would be reduced to being tied up by the demon cultivator and thrown on the ground. He vaguely thought of the fate he was about to face. The poor little white mouse squeaked The ground screamed, and the sound was like a lingering lingering sound for three days.

I can't see with my eyes, but I can still imagine the pitiful appearance of the young man.Forcibly pursing the corners of his mouth to suppress the smile in his heart, Xia Gui quietly bent over and squatted on the ground, gently cutting off the rope.

"Let's go, don't be caught again this time."

Surviving a desperate situation, the three rats arched the back of Gong Xiagui's hands spiritually, and the next moment they groaned at the young man who was still looking for water in the courtyard, and then left in a hurry.

"Such a horrible thing can still be eaten, you monks are really monsters." After swallowing a bowl of cold boiled water, the young man felt that he had regained his strength, and when he turned his head, he saw the little doctor holding a short Sheng held a knife in one hand, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Wow, my lord doctor, you are only a few hundred years old and have no hair to play with knives. Don't you know your physical condition?!" Seizing the dagger in the opponent's hand with one hand, the boy paused and looked towards the empty courtyard. Only then did he react, and said angrily:

"No, that's not what I want to say!" The young man pointed to the broken rope, beat his chest and said, "You know how smart this three-tailed mouse is. I made you some winter supplies, but why did you let me go in a blink of an eye. You are not in charge of your family, but you are using the fruits of other people's labor to show kindness. No, Ben, I am going to be mad at you!"

"[-]. Although I am a monk, I am blind and weak, but I am not as fragile as you imagined. [-]. In the past seven days, you have almost emptied all the three rat nests on this mountain, and you have gathered all the materials for your clothes, hats and shoes. [-]. Those three rats have vaguely opened their minds."

Although the plants and animals are ordinary, there are many who are lucky enough to get the love of heaven to open their spiritual wisdom, and then they can embark on the road of seeking immortals and asking. From then on, they can be regarded as serious monks, and they can be distinguished from plants and animals.

The three-tailed mouse just now was just before opening its spiritual intelligence.If one is lucky enough to successfully activate one's intelligence, it must be said to be a good thing.

"Tsk, what does winter stuff have to do with your body? You can only think about this kind of thing, not need it." The young man said confidently, "I want to make things for you. It's my business, and it has nothing to do with you. ! Besides, with the hat and shoes, isn’t there an earmuff missing?”

"Oh, that's right." The young man stroked his chin and said with a smile: "Look at your appearance, if I make you earmuffs in the shape of rabbit ears, it will definitely look good when it snows in winter."

Thinking of this, the young man began to ponder in his heart how to secretly touch the young man behind his back to capture the three-tailed mouse just now, then kill the beast and skin it, and buy some nice earmuffs for the little doctor.Speaking of which, although the three-tailed rat is small in size, it is said that the meat is very delicate. The little doctor also seems to have a small appetite, and he is making a rat meat soup for him.

He was happily thinking about the mouse-hunting plan in his heart, but in the next second the boy saw the little doctor "staring" at him expressionlessly.

"What, what's the matter?" The young man said guiltily.

"You were thinking about how to catch the three-tailed mouse just now, right?" He obviously couldn't see with his eyes, but the young man always felt that the other party's eyes were like torches, and he could see clearly in an instant, as if he was standing naked right now. Normal in front of the other party.

"How could it be? You're thinking too much." Wiping off his cold sweat quietly, the boy tilted his head and said.

"That's good. If I find out when there are extra earmuffs, you don't even think about stepping into my courtyard." After Xia Gui finished speaking, he felt a little regretful. After all, the boy is also for himself, so why be so heartless.Then he softened his tone slightly and said in relief: "The three-tailed mouse is destined to be a fairy, and the left and right are also regarded as tomorrow's demon cultivators. Don't you keep talking about wanting the two cultivators of immortals and demons to coexist peacefully, why are you so unfeeling towards demon cultivators now?"

"You said that this is a demon cultivator and not a human cultivator." The young man raised his brows and said nonchalantly: "Let's not mention that it has not entered the door of cultivation, even if it did, it cannot be classified as a human being. It is not my race, so why be too tolerant. What I pursue is nothing but the peaceful coexistence of immortal cultivators and devil cultivators."

Speaking of this, the young man touched the hairpin on the top of his head, and looked up, as if he was very proud of being able to establish such an ideal at such a young age.With him like this, he naturally couldn't notice the lonely look on Xia Gui's face after hearing his answer.

Are people who are not of my race bound to have a different heart?

Because the demon cultivator is not a human cultivator, so in his heart he can never be classified as his own camp.

But if in Xianxiu's mind, these demonic cultivators are also so-called "not my race", then what should you do?

The author has something to say:

It's so sweet.

Can you guess who the boy is?

Seeing them like this, I couldn't help but want to write about Xia Gui dying in Han Feng's arms, and then Han Feng was stimulated into a mental disorder.

By the way, when I asked about the episode, besides Han Feng and Xia Gui, there was also a little angel who said which one I wanted to see. Sorry, I forgot (I seem to have covered the author’s words)

Is it Mr. Huazui coming?

And, the fifth personality is really fun.

Although the dual regulators make me autistic, but I am looking forward to the new map now hehe =v=