Quick Time Travel: My 72 Girlfriend

The heavy rain a few days ago destroyed many houses in the tribe, and the thatched mud wall of Si Yang’s house was no exception. There were several holes in the roof, and water kept dripping into the house during rainy days, so she had to use All the pots and pans in the house go to catch the dripping water.

It was a sunny day, and there was no sign of rain again. The men in the tribe yelled at each other, brought tools, dry food and water, and prepared to go up the mountain to cut some thatch and come back to strengthen the house. Before they walked a few steps, Si Yang looked expressionless. Pulling a wild horse with several bundles of moso bamboo, she passed in front of them. Looking at the mud and morning dew on her boots, she must have come down from the mountain.

Seeing this, some acquaintances greeted her, "Si Yang, have you gone up the mountain so early?"

Standing still slightly, and nodding slightly to the man as a response, Si Yang turned around and continued walking back with a blank expression.

She was far away and couldn't hear what they said clearly, so a few young men touched their heads in confusion, and asked their companions, "Oh, tell me, did he not care if he was hit on the head by a stone?" Are these things reversed these days?"

"Ask these people what to do." An older man knocked on their heads one by one, "Working hard is the serious business! Well, you all stop talking, and quickly carry the basket and mow the grass. You came back from the mountain, and you are still talking here!"

The young man who was reprimanded resentfully walked in the front with the rattan basket for the thatch on his back, while the elder who taught him the lesson stared at the direction where Si Yang disappeared and sighed.

"hiss--"

Gasping for air, Chu Zeshuo, who was concentrating on sewing the tiger skin, looked at another wound on his hand, and smiled helplessly.

Sure enough, people with flesh and blood are the most troublesome, such a small wound can make her frown in pain.

But compared to that, she was more concerned about the bone needle in her hand.

It was ground by Si Yang herself with the teeth of a tiger she killed a few days ago. Although the appearance is smooth and beautiful, it can be used as a sewing needle, but it is too big. There is still thread, and she can't find good materials. Use hemp instead.

For her who has been sewing for hundreds of years, this kind of needlework is too crude.

Just as he was thinking, there was a rattling sound of horseshoes outside the door, knowing that Si Yang had come back, Chu Zeshuoxi put down the things in his hands, and was about to get up and go out, when Si Yang raised the straw curtain and strode in.

He walked up to her a few steps, knelt and sat on the side, watching her silent, and smiled slightly.

Suppressing the contentment and joy in his heart, Si Yang winked at her mysteriously, took out a rabbit with pure white fur from his bosom, and brought it to her, looking into her eyes with anticipation "I think other women in the tribe seem to like raising this funny one, here you are."

Chu Zeshuo stared at the rabbit held in her hand, but couldn't help but laugh.

"Master Shuoxi, Master Si Ming sent the younger one over to deliver a message."

The ghost that turned into a white rabbit was a little frightened by Chu Zeshuo's expressionless stare, and shrank into a ball in Si Yang's hand, saying tremblingly.

There are people talking, ghosts talking ghosts, Chu Zeshuo heard the words, and asked in ghosts, "What are you talking about?"

"Master Si Ming said, if you don't go back tonight, your physical body may be broken."

"I see."

In Si Yang's eyes, her conversation with the ghost was the expression of Chu Zeshuoxi silently looking at the rabbit in her hand.

Si Yang, who couldn't see the joy on her face, felt a little disappointed, and hugged the little rabbit tightly in her hand, "Do you not like it?"

Chu Zeshuo shook his head, gently stretched out his hand to hug the white rabbit and held it in his hand, and secretly passed some of the dark energy on his body.

Yin Hun, who was weakened by the light of the sun, hurriedly said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Shuoxi, thank you, Mr. Shuoxi."

Seeing her gently caressing the white rabbit's fur, Si Yang smiled, "I had nothing to do yesterday and made a rattan cage, brought it for you, put it in, and kept it, okay?"

Seeing Chu Zeshuoxi nodding, Si Yang smiled and ran to get the cage. Seeing her walking away, Chu Zeshuoxi looked at the ghost curled up in his hand, "The yang here is too strong, I'll be here later." Set up a magic circle for gathering yin in the cage, and you stay there, and when the yang qi dissipates at night, I will take you back."

"Everything is up to adults to decide."

Chu Zeshuo nodded, and was about to say something more, but seeing Si Yang running over with the rattan cage, she stopped talking.

Carefully took the white rabbit from her hand and put it in a small cage made of rattan, then Si Yang grabbed some green grass from the outside and threw it inside. When the rabbit closed its eyes, he remembered something, "Ah, I forgot, this newborn rabbit can't eat grass."

It was rare to see her so confused, Chu Zeshuoxi was amused, his brows and eyes curled up, revealing a smile as clear and bright as the bright moon, and he stretched out his hand to poke Si Yang's face wrinkled in annoyance.

"how?"

The person who was poked was stunned, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed her hand that was resting on his face, Yanyan smiled, "Dare to poke me, believe it or not, I turned into a tiger and ate you?"

As she said that, she really opened her mouth and let out a "owwow".

Even the ghost who had turned into a white rabbit felt that the owner of the house where Master Shuo Xi was staying was a bit stupid.

Chu Ze Shuo Xi's smile deepened, and he touched her soft skin with his thumb, stroking her softly like a feather, making Si Yang's eyes brighten when he saw her.

There is a feeling of finally opening the bright moon and bathing in the warm sunlight.

After Chu Zeshuo followed Si Yang back to her house, sometimes she would think about how she decided to go back with her, but now looking at Si Yang's gaze at her, she suddenly understood the reason.

It is said that they cherish each other, but she and Si Yang are like injured little beasts licking each other, so she can see the shadow of the same kind in her body.

Si Yang chopped the several bundles of moso bamboo that had been pulled back into bamboo pieces that were slightly thicker than the bamboo strips, and then strung them up one by one with rattan hemp grass, and built a fence not far from the left side of her house, and loosened it. The hare and pheasant that came back two days ago tied rattan to their feet, drove them in, threw some grass, and closed the gate of the fence.

Dazed by the poisonous sun above her head, she wiped the sweat off her forehead, turned around and saw Chu Zeshuoxi standing behind her and watching her, Si Yang was very surprised, "Why did you come out?"

Chu Zeshuo shook his head, stepped forward and pulled her to go into the house.

Si Yang didn't know why, so she followed her into the house as she wanted.

When his eyes fell on the bamboo pieces piled up on one side, he became determined.

Today, she must fix the leaks on the roof so that Shuoxi will not be disturbed by rain again.

When it was midnight, Chu Ze Shuoxi walked to the rattan cage containing the ghost, opened the cage and picked it up, walked to the rushing river outside the tribe, formed a flower seal with his hands, and went to the right With a swipe, the door to the ghost world was opened.

Several ghost soldiers were already waiting at the gate, and when they saw her figure, they all bowed down, "Master Shuoxi, Lord Si Ming has prepared a soul-returning car for you, and sent me to meet you."

Nodding lightly, Chu Zeshuo spread out his palms and released the ghost that came to pass the message, "It went to the mortal world, and its Yin Qi was damaged. Choose a soul among you and take it to Linghe."

"Yes."

Getting in the car, Chu Zeshuo looked at the rapidly disappearing ghost world outside and remained silent. The black and gray ghost world in the eyes of ordinary people is actually full of colorful and blooming flowers, but the flowers are too rotten. That's all.

The soul-returning car driven by several ghost soldiers was speeding, and soon they reached the crossing of the soul-returning road. The soul path has arrived."

Hearing this, Chu Zeshuoxi froze and got out of the car in silence.

The ghost soldier who had completed his mission quickly jumped into the reincarnation mirror in the soul-returning path, driving a soul-returning car burning with ghost fire.

Returning to the soul, as the name suggests, is a place where the souls of the dead can be reborn. Although it is one of the six realms of the ghost world, it is not as outrageous as the other five. A place longed for by the ghosts of the world.

After listening to the legend of returning to the soul for a long time, Chu Zeshuoxi, who has been in this ghost world for a hundred years, has never been able to see its appearance. Today she stood at the entrance of the road, and when she looked over, she saw a lock that was completely different from her life. The place where the soul path has the opposite scenery.

A thread of past life flowers twines and climbs into the shape of a door. The door is enveloped by Yin Qi, making it impossible to see the situation inside, but a smooth bronze mirror of Pixiu hangs above the door, which continuously swallows the Yin Qi, and then emits a golden light. Ze Shuoxi recognized that it was the reincarnation mirror of Shengmen, which made the lost souls reborn.

Chu Zeshuo lowered his eyes, but suddenly a golden light appeared at the gate of reincarnation, Chu Zeshuo was startled, thinking that the gate of life was being obstructed by evil spirits, he quickly raised his sleeves to protect his eyes, and at the same time squeezed the formula with his right hand, releasing the yin energy Protecting himself, he concentrated his yin energy and quickly attacked the Shengmen.

When the yin energy gathered into a sharp arrow touched the door of life, it turned into golden powder and scattered on the ground. At the same time, the dazzling golden light also dimmed.

Chu Zeshuo frowned tightly, and still didn't understand the situation, but a light smoke suddenly floated out from the mirror of reincarnation, and when it curled to the ground, it turned into a human figure from bottom to top.

Chu Zeshuo watched helplessly, and after a while, the figure had condensed into a shape, but it was a beautiful woman, her black hair was tied up with a jade crown, her body was covered with golden light, and she held a soft green jade book in her hand , smiling at her like a river rippling in spring.

"Shuo Xi, long time no see."

Chu Zeshuo frowned, "Forgive Shuoxi for being impolite, as far as I remember, we don't seem to have seen each other before."

"Hehe." The woman smiled softly, looking at her, her foggy eyes were as gentle as a daughter of Xiuge looking at her lover, "You have never seen it in my memory, but in my memory, we have seen it thousands of times. A hundred times."

Chu Zeshuo frowned even more, and the woman smiled lightly again, "You won't recognize me right now, but when the time comes, you will recognize me naturally."

Chu Zeshuo didn't know why, so he just looked at the sapphire book in her hand, and asked tentatively, "You are Master Si Ming who is in charge of this way of returning to the soul?"

"I'm Commander." The woman sighed softly, and shook her head when Chu Zeshuo understood, "But I'm not Commander."