Tao is impermanent

But it is said that the black and white Wuchang who has already landed on the island of demons and ghosts is panting and hiding in the dark at this moment.

Hei Wuchang's whole body was like being in an ice kiln. Since he got on the island, the cold air that seemed to have been suppressed in his body gushed out like a broken bottle, consuming all the weak heat in his body do.

His body was already at a disadvantage, but at this moment, he was entangled by those demons, and they were all looking for their impermanent aura.

Heiwuchang stared at the hideous monsters outside the cracks in the rocks, observing their movements.

Xiaobai also felt cold all over his body, his entire face was frozen pale, and the pink color of his lips had faded a lot, and his overall appearance seemed to be indifferent to life and death.

Hei Wuchang felt that his appearance was heartbreaking, so he turned his head and stopped looking at him, but just kept a close eye on those charming movements to prevent any changes.

It's just that the hands of the two are clasped tightly all the time, their fingers are interlaced, and their bodies are tightly fitted together.

This place was originally small, and only the two of them could barely hide in it if they were close together.For a moment, in the entire cave, the two of them hugged each other closely to keep warm, and they could even hear each other's heartbeat clearly.

For some reason, Heiwuchang felt that Xiaobai's body hadn't relaxed from the beginning until now, his whole body was like a proud leopard, stiff and motionless.

Hei Wuchang always felt strange about Xiaobai who looked like this, but he couldn't open his mouth to say anything, he could only hope in his heart that those demons would finish searching this place and hurry to other places.

The two listened to each other's breathing for a long time.The demon outside seems to have finally become restless looking for prey in this place, and shifted the battlefield.

Heiwuchang was overjoyed, hugged Xiaobai and threw him out, and followed closely behind him, jumping on top.

Maybe it fit tightly just now, and the blood oozing from Hei Wuchang's injury rubbed against Xiao Bai's shiny white clothes like this, and the bright red was so dazzling and frightening.

A fragmented and mist-covered image flashed through Heiwuchang's mind. The bright red and plain white clothes flashed in his mind, but they disappeared immediately, leaving him with a sense of loss.

He threw away the inexplicable sourness in his heart, rubbed his slightly aching head and said, "I'm sorry for staining your clothes."

But Xiaobai frowned tightly because of this sentence, and asked Heiwuchang with a bitter face, "It's okay, how is your hand?"

"It's much better, and now the blood has stopped." Hei Wuchang moved his left arm indifferently.

Xiaobai was speechless, but held Heiwuchang's arm, his face darkened.

Heiwuchang noticed that Xiaobai was using too much strength, guessing that he might be worried about his wound, so he smirked a few times comfortingly, and said to him: "Okay, hurry up and find the rejuvenation grass, if it's too late , maybe this island doesn’t know where it is drifting to.”

Xiaobai nodded, and Heiwuchang walked him towards the mountain with a smile.The two try not to use spells in this place, so as not to provoke the demons, and don't end up being trapped here by the large number of demons.

While avoiding the evil eyes, the two cautiously probed towards the place on the mountain that exudes a charming halo.

Soon, a flower garden with emerald light spots appeared in front of their eyes.

Obviously there is plenty of ghost energy around, but none of the ghosts are willing to come up.Thinking of the ever-increasing number of ghosts and charms before, black and white impermanence couldn't help feeling a surge of joy in his heart.

If it is said that there is the Resurrection Grass here, then everything is easy to explain.

Although the Resurrection Grass needs to be soaked in ghost energy to maintain its vitality, its innate immortal energy is fatal to monsters like ghosts and ghosts. If one is not careful, there may be Danger of being wiped out.Therefore, even if those ghosts can feel the strong and pure ghost aura here, none of them dare to eat this poppy-like delicacy.

This is a lush and colorful flower garden with all kinds of rare medicinal materials, which makes people overwhelmed.

The bustling confusion in front of them blinded the eyes of black and white Wuchang, and for a moment, neither of them cared about the trace of confusion and fading look in the other's eyes.

A moment later, Xiaobai walked forward as if possessed by a demon, and Heiwuchang also seemed to have been hit by something, and immediately fell to the ground with a low muffled grunt, as if falling into a deep sleep.

In an instant, the original desertedness was restored in the flower garden.And the black and white impermanence disappeared into the thin mist as if they had disappeared, and merged with the flower garden emitting a strange light, as if they were indistinguishable from each other.Perhaps, they are starting a dream that may be long or short?

The refreshing spring breeze is blowing the green lawn by the lake, dotted with delicate red, agitating one after another gracefully flying colorful butterflies.

Not far away, there seems to be a melodious and melodious ditty, high or low, sometimes sad, sometimes sad, sometimes quiet and peaceful, like a thin silk like cicada silk, blowing across the rivers and plains that stretch for thousands of miles.

Seemingly at a loss, Xiaobai felt that everything seemed familiar as he walked along the country road mixed with the smell of mud by the river.He raised his head, raised his hands to cover the dazzling sunlight, squinted his eyes and thought, but his mind was blank.

Where is he going, and where is he going?Or should it be asked, who is he and what should he do now?

There was a hint of helplessness on the corner of his normally calm mouth, he lowered his head, frowned in grievance, then tilted his head and stared at the mud ahead.

He dislikes the land being too wet, the dirt on his white shoes, and the wet shoes and socks that fit on his feet.

The road in front of me is winding and winding, and it seems that a small village at the end of the road can be seen in the haze.

He hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind to ignore the wet ground and move forward.

But I didn't want to, a shout came from far behind, the voice was very familiar, mixed with a trace of the hoarseness of the boy who had just changed his voice. "Brother Yi Tan! Luo Yitan, why are you walking so fast!?"

He paused slightly, and turned around slowly.I saw a young man in a mandarin jacket with unkempt hair and a basket of firewood running towards him, sweating profusely.

The boy's complexion was rosy, although his face was dirty and looked like a big black cat, but his eyes were flickering, and there was a kind of alertness and mischievousness in his eyes.

The man rushed straight up and bumped into his broad chest.For some reason, he who loves cleanliness seems to be under a holding spell at this time, and he doesn't want to push out the boy who is smudged all over and exudes a smell of sweat.

Without thinking about it at all, he blurted out with a trace of reproach in his tone. "Wen Mojue, didn't you tell me not to go up the mountain alone? Why are you disobedient?"

The young man named Wen Mojue withdrew from his embrace a little aggrieved, and lowered his head to explain. "But if we don't go up the mountain to collect firewood, our family's expenses won't be enough at all... Mother's health is not good, so go down..."

Luo Yitan sighed, stretched out his palm to cover the young man's black hair mixed with some leaves, and said, "Didn't Brother Yitan tell you that brother has been working as an arrester in the Jinke County Yamen recently? Not bad Qian, at your age, you should eat more meat and read more books, you see, what can you do if you go up the mountain every day to cut firewood?"

The young man's face was reddish, and he obviously understood that what he did was not good enough, but he still didn't like to eat plain rice.He was an orphan who was abandoned at the door of Brother Yi Tan's house. At that time, there was only one name left in the baby's basket—Wen Mojue. Hearing that his current adoptive parents were soft-hearted, they gave his helpless child to him. Adopted.Wen Mojue knows that he has received a lot of care from them, how can he not help to make up for the family when the family is in trouble, he can't do such a cheeky thing, and he is also a member of the family, now the country is in turmoil, The common people are struggling to make ends meet, causing disasters and disasters in local towns and small towns. Naturally, their family is not doing well. It is also good for him to earn more copper coins to maintain his livelihood.

As smart as Luo Yitan, he didn't know what this little guy was thinking. He felt a slight movement in his heart, and finally had no choice but to squat down and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll take you home, your feet are covered with blisters." He watched silently. Glancing at Wen Mojue's dilapidated shoes, and then at his intact white shoes, he felt resentful for a moment.

As the only child in his family, he has been placed high hopes by his family since he was a child.As an adopted son, Wen Mojue never enjoyed the best. Usually, Wen Mojue continued to wear the clothes he no longer used after he had used them up, and Wen Mojue kept the things he no longer needed to use. Poor, there is nothing he can do about it, but how can Luo Yitan not feel the subtle difference in treatment from his parents, after all, the child is still his own relative.

Although Wen Mojue has a cheerful personality, he is also a sensitive and suspicious child after all.Luo Yitan felt a little sad that this little guy neglected his parents.

Luo Yitan didn't want to criticize his parents, all he could do was treat Wen Mojue better.Perhaps it is because of this that the little guy has been very attached to him since he was a child. If Luo Yitan is his mother, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is his father.

Luo Yitan took down the heavy basket from the young man's back and carried it on his shoulders. At the same time, he lifted the slender young man up easily with one hand, and then firmly hugged his waist with the other arm.The young man looked happy, and rubbed his jet-black little face onto Luo Yitan's clean gray clothes.

Luo Yitan laughed dumbfounded in his heart, thinking that his practice of not wearing white clothes was indeed the most correct judgment.

The two talked and walked towards the end of the road with a smile. Luo Yitan, who was laughing wantonly, had already forgotten that he once had the identity of Bai Wuchang. The only thing he could understand was that he was born in Xingyu Village, and he will die in the future. In Xingyu Village, life is safe and sound, and life will be peaceful and peaceful all the time.

The author has something to say: there will probably be a few chapters of dreams~~

The author thinks it is still very important~

Don't worry, it will be over soon~

[Xiaobai glanced at the author Jun who was squatting on the ground with satisfaction, and walked away blithely.

Hey, it's just a ticket~ I'll give it, I'll give it all, hum! 】

☆、Chapter 17