Do not treat fanfiction as a guidebook

In autumn, the lonely season, the sky is gloomy.

Yu Xian was lying on a piece of dry grass, looking at the sky with his swarthy eyes.

Like a machine without electricity, he lost power and consciousness.He looked at the sky quietly, the gray sky was reflected in his eyes, and his eyes made the sky even darker.A withered and yellow leaf fell off from under the tree and landed on his face.Yu Xian was startled and regained consciousness in an instant.He took the leaves off his face and sat up in a hurry.

He just came alive.

"My lord, why are you lying on my car?" A doubtful voice sounded.

Yu Xian turned around abruptly.

Those who saw his face had dilated pupils and flushed cheeks.

Yu Xian looked around, only to find himself lying on a cart with hay covered under him. "Sorry." He got out of the car in a panic, apologized awkwardly, and walked away.

The boy watched him leave.

"What's wrong?" came a much rougher voice.

"It's all right." The young man yelled towards the house, "Probably some rich man drank too much and fell asleep in the car outside."

With hay stuck to the back of Yu Xian's butt, he walked out of the alley in a daze.

When he went out, he found that both sides of the road were full of passers-by, and there was a large space in the middle of the avenue.

The scene is a little weird.

Could it be that there are invisible creatures walking on such a wide road in the middle?

"Hello." Puzzled, Yu Xian grabbed a passerby and wanted to ask about the situation.

"Huh?" Passers-by looked at the beautiful Yu Xian, and looked at his face in surprise.

Yu Xian found that his head was dizzy, and he really had the feeling of just waking up from drunkenness, "What happened? Why do everyone walk by the side?" There must be a demon when things go wrong.

"My lord, are you a foreigner?" Although a passer-by asked this question, he already knew the answer to this question, and this person must be a foreigner.If this person is in this area, it is impossible for him not to know. "It's a custom here. When someone goes to a funeral or carries a coffin across the road, everyone must give way."

"That's it." Yu Xian let go of his hand, "Thank you."

"No thanks, you should go away too. Anyway, it's not good to get involved with this kind of thing." The passer-by finished speaking and left.

Doing as the Romans do, Yu Xian continued walking along the edge of the road, and then saw a few ascetics wearing long swords watching the fun.

So, he patted the ascetic on the shoulder, and asked someone, "Master, I would like to ask, do you know the current news of Liu Jichen?"

Regardless of Liu Jichen's life, he is always a person with an overwhelming sense of existence in the cultivation world.This has an advantage for Yu Xian, that is, when he needs to find him, he can just ask anyone.

"Liu Jichen? Who is it?" The cultivator was watching the excitement, and he didn't even turn his head.

Yu Xian frowned, what's going on with the current cultivators?

"Liu Jichen of Qionghua Chongxuan." Yu Xian said, with a hint of pride in his tone.

Although his husband is an unlucky ghost, his husband is an excellent talent.

"I don't know." The ascetic turned his head and looked at Yu Xian impatiently.

Yu Xian looked at him with pitiful eyes, "You don't even know Liu Jichen from Qionghua Chongxuan, but he is a once-in-a-hundred-year genius." From which corner did this poor sect disciple come from?

"Tsk, there are so many geniuses in this world, it's just what you think, I've never heard of the name of this so-called genius." The disciple pouted, and then patted his companions beside him, " Do you know Liu Jichen?"

His companions looked blank, "Who?"

Their bewilderment surprised Yu Xian.

The current quality of the comprehension world is too poor.

"Did you hear that! I don't know! Get out of here!" The disciple said fiercely, and then waved at him. .

Yu Xian was driven away inexplicably.

As he walked, he murmured, "How could someone not know Liu Jichen?"

"Liu Jichen." A plainly dressed person next to him suddenly said the name.

"Huh?" You know?Yu Xian suddenly looked up at him.

The person standing on the other side was thoughtful, "Liu Jichen... Liu Jichen... Yes, his name sounds like braised chicken wings! No wonder it sounds so familiar." He suddenly realized and clapped his hands excitedly. "I just ate braised chicken wings yesterday!"

Yu Xian was itchy, his fist was itchy.

"Get lost!" Before Yu Xian beat him, someone hit him on the head, "This is the name of the master of the academy!"

Yu Xian was shocked, whose name did you say?

Passers-by put their arms around Yu Xian's shoulders and pulled him over, "Are you looking for Liu Jichen?" He is a familiar person.

Yu Xian nodded.

"That's it." The passer-by said, "You'll see him later."

wait?Why?

Just as Yu Xian was about to ask, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded from the other side of the street, followed by a burst of mournful cries.

The funeral people are passing by.

Although Yu Xian wanted to know Liu Jichen's current situation anxiously, he still shut up for the time being.

After all, it is too impolite to talk loudly and small talk at this time.

The funeral procession was not very long. There were monks leading the way by chanting scriptures and some people played mourning music.In the middle is the person carrying the coffin, and the family members of the deceased walk at the end, weeping.

"This is the daughter of the Luo family. She was only 20 years old this year. She died of illness." A passer-by told Yu Xian.

Yu Xian said sincerely, "That would be very sad."

Death is something irreversible, the end of life, the end of cruelty and pain.

The end point of the problem varies from person to person, sometimes it is at the so-called end, sometimes it is in the middle, or even at the front.Some people have not yet tasted the joy of life, but they are greeted with the sorrow of death.

The dead person may close their eyes and feel the final discomfort and it's over.

But sending away a loved one is too heart-wrenching for those around you, let alone a white-headed person sending a black-headed person.

"Look." The passer-by quietly stretched out his finger.

Yu Xian followed his fingers and saw a face that he couldn't believe.

A handsome young man in filial piety, holding the coffin, followed in the middle of the procession.He was dressed in white, with a white sackcloth on his head, and a cold face.

A man should be pretty and filial.

No matter how many times Yu Xian saw him, he always felt that way, he was really a really handsome guy.

"That's the Liu Jichen you're looking for." A passer-by told him, "The son-in-law of the Luo family, the wife of Zhengyun Academy, and the husband of the deceased Miss Luo Fusang. Poor, we got married yesterday and died today."

Yu Xian couldn't believe it, the top of his head turned green.

Liu Jichen was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, with no expression on his face, holding on to the coffin without any disturbance in his heart, followed the Luo family, walked through the streets and alleys from their home, and then walked back to the mourning hall.

This is their custom here.

The Luo family is considered a big family in this town, they spent money, the process of the funeral has been decided long ago, and the things needed on the way have also been taken care of long ago.The coffin contains the corpse and is placed in the middle of the mourning hall.The Luo family rushed over, weeping sadly.As the husband of the deceased, Liu Jichen should also shed a few tears, and then rushed forward to cry.

But his heart is really not fluctuating.

So, he could only step forward and pat his so-called father-in-law on the shoulder, "It's time to nail it, sorry." His tone was like a passerby who had nothing to do with him.

The old couple didn't blame him, they thanked him, then supported each other, and tremblingly left the vicinity of the coffin.

The coffin was nailed up.

As the sound of knocking on the coffin sounded, the Luo family couldn't help it, and bowed their heads and began to cry again.

The person presiding over the funeral sprinkled paper money.

Liu Jichen raised his head, watching the white paper money fluttering, falling, and falling in the room.

The clouds in the autumn sky are particularly low, and migratory birds fly by without leaving any traces.

Liu Jichen also often thinks about the situation after his death

After he died, would someone hold his funeral?Will anyone cry at his passing?What capacity will the person who weeps for him use to attend the last grand ceremony of his life?

He has no parents, no brothers and sisters, and his relationship with Qionghua Chongxuan is only modest.

Perhaps, he was buried in the wild every life.

Or be taken away by animals and dismembered, or waiting to be rotted in the wild, or maybe, one time, you will be lucky, and the passers-by think that it is bad luck for him to die on the road, so they bury him.

Liu Jichen would be very grateful if he met such a passerby.

It's a pity that people can't know what's going on behind them, even people who have died many times.

After the ceremony, the monk asked Liu Jichen to come forward and let him hold Luo Fusang's spiritual tablet.

After all, according to his current status, he should be holding the tablet.

The ceremony came to an end for the time being, the monks chanted scriptures, and the incense candles were lit.

The Luo family was still supporting each other, crying loudly.Some of the people around them were also crying, and some were indifferent.

Liu Jichen walked numbly, and then, he felt a gaze.He frowned and turned his head immediately.

When he turned his head, he saw a crowd.The crowd was bustling, and they came here to express their condolences, or to watch at the door, but he couldn't see who was the one who just let out their gaze.

Liu Jichen continued to kneel indifferently, it didn't matter, the people looking at him now, most likely because of his current status as a widower, or because of his appearance.

He has nothing to do with the cultivation world, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

In this lifetime, Liu Jichen chose to leave Qionghua Chongxuan.

After watching his silly master go to die, Liu Jichen immediately ran away with some money on his back and some money.

It may be because he died too tragically in his previous life, but in this rebirth, Liu Jichen was at the highest point of Jiyue Peak, not eating or drinking, and thinking for several days.

When Chen Dafu went to pick him up, he had already fainted from hunger.

Liu Jichen woke up.

The fate of death that he can't escape may be because he is too greedy.At the beginning, he wanted to reverse his wronged fate, to live a good life in Qionghua Chongxuan, to take revenge on those who hurt him, and to get too many things.He couldn't bear it, couldn't extricate himself, immersed in that dirty and hurried world.

Everything about his tragedy comes from that hypocritical world full of fighting and infighting.

Liu Jichen decided to leave that world in this life, maybe this is the correct answer to end reincarnation.

He left Qionghua Chongxuan and wandered alone for a long time.

He no longer has any spells and treasures, and he no longer has the status of being above ten thousand people. Naturally, he also has no ability to become a saint, but he has gained peace of mind.

Liu Jichen wandered alone and grew up slowly.

In the process of growing up, he had encountered many fatal threats, but he avoided them all by relying on his extraordinary wisdom.

There are no monsters and practitioners in life, and there are not too many difficulties that make him feel troublesome.

He lived such a life, and then when he passed by this small town five years ago.He saw several robbers pulling out knives at a family.After Liu Jichen gained the peace of the previous ten years, his mentality gradually returned to his original state.He was chivalrous and saved Luo's family.In order to thank him, the Luo family invited him to live in their mansion for a few days.At that time, Luo Fusang had a fiancé who, um... barely had all the five senses.The two of them hit it off and seemed to be getting married soon.

After resting, Liu Jichen was about to hit the road.

The Luo family invited him to stay again.

But Liu Jichen is not used to setting bonds with others.

The Luo family looked at him and said sincerely, "If you have a chance, please come here again, we can entertain you anytime."

Liu Jichen thanked them.

He doesn't know where his future is, and he doesn't know when his end is, so he has no way to make promises to others.

The Luo family prepared a lot of dry food for him on the road, gave him a pony, and gave him some broken silver.

Liu Jichen carried a simple sword on his back, like a free-spirited ranger who had no fixed place to live, waved his hand and left the town gracefully.

Even if they are not in the realm of cultivation, disputes, large and small, continue to occur in other places.

Liu Jichen forgot what was the reason, he sold the pony for some money.After finishing this matter, he sat on a certain mountain in a daze.

Fireworks are blooming in the sky, and the town below the mountain is having a festival.

At this moment, Liu Jichen suddenly wanted to find a place to settle down.

So he sold the sword again for a very old and slow horse

He rode a horse and came to this town.

Liu Jichen didn't want to come here to take advantage of the Luos and his wife, but he recalled his wandering life for more than ten years, and he was surprised to find that he only remembered this place.Probably because this is the only family that exists that doesn't ask him for something, but sends him something, and watches him until he disappears.

Maybe this family is a good person and will help him collect his body after his death.

That would be really appreciated.

Liu Jichen led the ugly old horse, and was about to find a dilapidated inn to settle down.

Before he could enter the door, a man came out from around the corner and bumped into him.

"Miss, are you alright?" Liu Jichen lowered his head and looked at a person who was obviously dressed as a girl.

The girl lowered her head, and suddenly began to cry, "Woooo, Zhou Jun, Zhou Jun, you are back." She said, and then took Liu Jichen's hand.

Liu Jichen was slightly embarrassed, and pulled his hand out of her palm forcefully.

"My lord, don't worry, this is the stupid daughter of the Luo family." A passer-by told him, "Don't worry about her, someone will come to her later."

Luo family?

Liu Jichen frowned, it couldn't be such a coincidence.

"Fusang!" A sharp figure came, and a middle-aged man ran over.He hastily pulled Luo Fusang away, not letting her get too close to Liu Jichen. "Master, I'm very sorry. My daughter has some brain problems. She may have mistaken you for someone she knows. If she offends her in any way, the little old man will apologize on her behalf."

Liu Jichen looked at him sideways, and asked him suspiciously, "Master Luo?"

Luo Sheng raised his head, saw Liu Jichen, recognized him instantly, and widened his eyes.

Luo Sheng went out to find his lost daughter, and brought his former benefactor back home by the way.

According to the story of the Luos and his wife, Luo Fusang's fiancé went out to do business two years ago and encountered the demon cholera on the way.The ascetics got rid of the demons, but failed to rescue Zhou Jun who was held hostage by the demons, so Zhou Jun died on the way home.

After hearing the news, Luo Fusang fell ill.

When she wakes up, she will be stupid.He often regards strange men as his dead fiancé, unkempt and insane all day long.The Roche couple wanted to keep her trapped at home so that she would not cause trouble and harass other people when she went out.Even though they were already under strict surveillance, Luo Fusang would still run out from time to time.

"If Fusang offends benefactor, I apologize again here, and it's all my fault." Mrs. Luo became more and more sad as she spoke, feeling overwhelmed with grief.

"Don't blame Miss." Liu Jichen frowned, his face was expressionless, but it gave off a sad feeling, "Blame those who left without saying goodbye."

"Did Engong pass by the town this time?" Master Luo was calmer than Mrs. Luo, he regained his energy and asked Liu Jichen what to say.

Liu Jichen didn't make any plans, "I want to rest here for a while, maybe it will be longer."

"Then you can stay here." Master Luo said enthusiastically, "You can't repay your life-saving grace. If you have a chance now, please let the little old man treat your benefactor well."

Liu Jichen smiled, "Being obedient is worse than being respectful."

In this way, Liu Jichen stayed here.The time he stayed here was longer than he imagined, and he was embarrassed to eat and live in others for free, so, under the recommendation of Master Luo, he became the master of a private school, specializing in teaching young children to learn to read and recognize. Character.

Liu Jichen saved part of the money he earned as funds for going on the road in the future.Part of it was given to Master Luo as the cost of eating and drinking here.

Master Luo refused at first, but Liu Jichen was firm.

He felt that he had no relationship or reason with him, so he couldn't take advantage of others like this.

Until now, it's still a dull story.

Two or three days later, Luo Fusang's disease worsened, and the doctor decided that she would die soon.

Liu Jichen could also tell that although he had lost all his abilities, the face of the dying person was very easy to recognize.

This girl will die in a few days.

Just as he was standing beside him coldly, holding his arms with both hands, a hand suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Zhou Jun." Luo Fusang's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at Liu Jichen with tears streaming down his face, "I look like this, you must be tired of me, that's why... you don't want to see me. You don't want to marry me , That's why you disappeared, right." She was heartbroken, her voice was almost hoarse, "I miss you so much, why are you so cruel!"

Liu Jichen was slightly surprised, he opened his mouth, wanting to tell her that you misidentified the person.

But Liu Jichen didn't say anything.

One is because of the silent and sad begging eyes of the Luo couple, and the other is that Luo Fusang's idiotic attitude reminds him of himself.

Liu Jichen sighed, and then patted the back of her hand, "No, I'm here to see you, I've always wanted to see you." He paused, then continued, "Thank you for waiting for me all this time , I really want to see you."

"Woo." Luo Fusang's tears burst into tears.

"I'm going to die..." Luo Fusang said.

"No, you'll be fine, you'll be fine." Liu Jichen lied one after another.

Luo Fusang's hands trembled, "Jun Zhou, I have a request."

"Let's talk." Liu Jichen originally thought that he could become an ordinary person after breaking away from the cultivation world.But the cold habit of a cultivator has long been imprinted in the depths of his soul.

Luo Fusang's tears flowed down one after another, "I want to be Zhou Jun's wife."

Liu Jichen was taken aback.

Of course not.

When they got outside, the Luo family held hands, knelt down to him, and kowtowed repeatedly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, benefactor, I'm really sorry, can you please fulfill my little girl's wish. We don't need you to do anything, just let her wear a wedding dress and think that it will be fine if I marry Zhou Jun. Please, I am willing to give you all my property, and I just ask you to let the little girl feel at ease... Woohoo, please!" Their heads hit the floor, making a lot of noise.

Liu Jichen hurriedly pulled them back, feeling his head hurt at the same time.

Luo Fusang didn't know what was going on outside, she thought she was going to get married, but in a flash, her face turned ruddy.She smiled idiotically in front of the mirror, weeping and applying decals, "Zhou Jun, I've been waiting for you for a long time, for a long time, and finally... woo... I'm going to be Zhou Jun's wife."

When she said these words in the room, Liu Jichen was looking at the moon outside.

I actually want to be...

forget it.

Liu Jichen calmed down, he had already overlooked too many things in his life, and sooner or later, maybe he would also overlook the matter of love.

Just as he was in a daze, the door opened.

Liu Jichen looked back.

Luo Fusang changed into a clean dress and her hair was combed neatly. She looked at Liu Jichen and smiled, "Grandfather."

It appears she has regained her sanity.

Luo Fusang leaned on the door frame and looked at him, with a bright smile on his bony face, "Grandfather, I'm going to marry my Mr. Zhou, please slow down on the road, drink a glass of wedding wine, and then leave."

Liu Jichen looked at her.

Her gaze has gradually become dull.

How long does it take to wait for someone before giving up?

Is it okay to wait until death?So what if the person doesn't die?

Liu Jichen smiled slightly, "I'm waiting for your glass of wedding wine."

Liu Jichen agreed to have a marriage ceremony with Luo Fusang.

No one was invited to the wedding banquet, only the Luo family and his wife were there.

Luo Fusang didn't leave the house either. In her current state, she couldn't think too much about things. She just listened to everyone telling her that she was going to marry Zhou Jun.She cheerfully changed into her wedding gown, put on a red hijab, and walked slowly towards her groom.

Halfway through, she lost consciousness and fell completely on the maid who supported her.

"Sang'er!" The Luo family broke down in tears and ran over.

Luo Fusang died, and when he died, he had a smile on his face.

She had a dream of marrying the person she liked.

This dream will not wake up.

Liu Jichen decided to leave this small town soon, so he decided to be a good person to the end and help with the funeral together.

The Luos and his wife had a good relationship with the people here, and many people came to mourn Luo Fusang.The Luo family lost their daughter and couldn't hold on anymore. In the mourning hall, while crying, they had to return gifts to the visitors.

Liu Jichen couldn't stand it any longer, he asked his servant girl to take them back to rest, and he guarded the mourning hall by himself, burning paper money.

The guests didn't know when a son-in-law suddenly appeared in the Luo family, but they all treated him according to the etiquette.

Liu Jichen's attitude was indifferent.

Everyone thought he was too sad to talk because his wife died.

Liu Jichen held a handful of paper money in his hand, and burned them one by one.

It is said that the fire cannot be extinguished until dawn the next day, and the paper money will continue to burn.

Around evening, almost no guests came.

The Roches were overwhelmed with grief and fell down.

After Liu Jichen finished his dinner, he had no choice but to continue burning paper money alone in the mourning hall.

The coffin was lying in front of him, and there was a cold corpse inside.

He had seen too many things more terrifying than corpses and remained motionless.

The paper money was burned until late at night.

Suddenly, there was a voice at the door.

Liu Jichen thought it was a maid from the Luo family, so he didn't even lift his head.

The man's footsteps were light, he walked in slowly, and then stopped in front of him.

Liu Jichen lowered his head to burn paper money, and suddenly, a black robe caught his eyes.

A strange but beautiful pattern was embroidered on the edge of the robe.

It was a pattern that belonged exclusively to Ji Yuefeng. He printed it on some clothes at first, and then... put it on Yu Yueqing himself.The day he left him, he was wearing clothes with this pattern.

Liu Jichen's hand trembled, and then he slowly raised his head.

He met a pair of familiar black eyes.

Time passed in those eyes.

Liu Jichen lost his mind for a moment, and forgot to light the new paper money, and the flame went out.

The author has something to say: Little Theater 1

Liu Jichen (current version): I also want to be...

Yu Xian: Huh?

Liu Jichen: Forget it, nothing.

Small Theater 2

Liu Jichen (completed version): I want you to be my bride.

Yu Xian: No!