Mistress's Promotion

"Master...Master, wake up..."

Xiao Sa heard a familiar voice in a haze, and his consciousness returned in an instant. He suddenly opened his eyes, stared blankly at the petite boy in front of him, "You..."

It's the spirit body of Asura's staff. The young man shook his shoulder urgently, "Master, Lou Yan seems to have gone to the underworld!"

Xiao Sa's pupils shrank suddenly, "What did you say?"

"I-I'm not sure, but..."

Xiao Sa stood up abruptly, and immediately summoned the fairy sword to soar away. His heart almost hit his throat along the way, and he even felt a little dizzy before his eyes. His body trembled unconsciously for some reason. When he arrived in the underworld, he was almost He staggered and fell to the ground, and hurriedly ran towards the blood ritual circle.There seemed to be a lot of people around from a distance, Xiao Sa suddenly stopped, looking at the vast and solid Wangchuan River, his consciousness almost collapsed in an instant.

The blood sacrifice is gone... Wangchuan... recovered...

He didn't know what this meant, he walked closer step by step with trembling feet, and murmured unconsciously, "Xiao Jiu?"

But no one responded to him, he still called in a low voice, "Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu..."

There seemed to be someone talking to him around, but he couldn't see clearly or hear him. He just stared blankly at the place where the magic circle used to exist, and then lowered his head blankly to look at the cold and hard river.Suddenly, he was shocked, and immediately jumped a few steps, ran to a river embankment and stood stiffly.

A gorgeous red dress was quietly stacked at his feet, and on top of the red dress, a green and transparent jade bracelet was lying there alone. Xiao Sa's eyes widened, staring straight at the blood remaining on the jade bracelet, His pupils trembled from violent to stiff, he bent down with difficulty, stretched out his stiff and trembling hands, and picked up the red clothes and jade bracelets on the ground bit by bit.He stared blankly, his mind seemed to be unable to think, it was blank, but suddenly there was a violent and heart-piercing surge in his chest, but he remained motionless with no expression on his face, only the slow and sluggish movement in his pupils. It reflected the blood-stained jade bracelet.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and let out a low sound.

He didn't seem to know what to say, he just stood there blankly, with some strange whispers coming from his throat, he stood there for a long time, screamed for a long time, his shoulders trembled more and more, his chest trembled more and more, behind him seemed There were some familiar voices calling him, but he still couldn't hear him. He just stood there in a daze, but he didn't understand why the person who was sleeping peacefully in his arms just now, just in a blink of an eye, just Left a dress, a bracelet, and never found it again...

The arrogant and haughty voice of that person was faintly echoing in my ears.

'Only you?I can slap your limp body flat with a single slap! '

'Hey, Camuro, fight with me again! '

'You are...why did you save me? '

'Gamuluo, I don't want to practice magic anymore, I have found a body that can enter the soul. '

'Meow, ouch~~'

'I bully you because I like you. '

'Since that's the case, what do you think of me becoming the bride to marry you? '

'Oh, I've practiced well here, but suddenly a lunatic popped up and kissed me, touched me, and fucked me, what do you think? '

'Stupid, I'm here to find you responsible. '

"You are my wife, I oppressed you in my previous life~"

Xiao Sa felt his body start to heat up suddenly, the skin all over his body seemed to be burned, inch by inch, piece by piece, but he still felt no pain, standing quietly in the blazing golden flame, while On the endless bank of the River of Forgetfulness behind him, tens of thousands of black mandala flowers bloomed in the blink of an eye. Each flower has a red heart, like blood-red teardrops, in the underworld. Swaying gently in the cold wind.The flames around the man were finally extinguished slowly, and the moment the last flames were burnt out, a soft golden light gradually glowed on that snow-white figure, and then a slender and beautiful figure gradually appeared—a figure hanging down to his feet. Long waterfall hair, warm pupils that are as black as ink, and that gentle face that is so beautiful in the world...

"That's... Camuro?" Xiao Yao, who had been calling him anxiously not far away, murmured.

"His Buddha power has fully awakened, that is his own Buddha body," Taihua said in a low voice, also a little surprised, "He has escaped reincarnation..."

In the distance, Kamuluo quietly looked at the tens of thousands of mandala flowers that instantly covered the river bank. After a while, he slowly put on the jade bracelet in his hand, held the red dress in his arms, and then raised his hand to call out a huge mandala flower. Datura flower, step on it, turn around and leave.Xiao Yao wanted to catch up, but Taihua held him back and shook his head, "He is no longer Xiao Sa, that is the Venerable Kamuluo of the Western Heaven, not your elder brother anymore."

Xiao Yao's eyes turned red, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Can I still see him?"

"... Yes," Taihua looked at him sideways, hesitated, finally bent down, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Follow me back to Changbai Fairyland, and you will be able to meet him when you become a fairy."

Xiao Yao was silent for a while, and finally nodded, "Do you know where he went?"

"Xueying Mountain, or wild wilderness." Taihua reached out to hold his hand, summoned the fairy sword and stepped on it, "Changbai Fairyland is very close to them, when you change back to Qingyao, you can go to those places."

"Qingyao?"

Taihua looked down at his bright black eyes, and said in a low voice, "You will know on that day, whether to go or stay, you can decide for yourself at that time."

Xiao Yao nodded ignorantly, but for some reason, the feeling of being held by this person had an inexplicable nostalgia. He couldn't help but put his hand in his palm, and looked up at him cautiously, obviously very cold Seeing the indifferent profile, his heart skipped a beat, and he lost his mind.

In the vast night sky, two lights and shadows ran in opposite directions, one east and the other west, and the golden light that was rushing west finally stopped in a fairy mountain, and then fell to the ground and hurried towards a courtyard.

"Master, where are you... are you going?" The Buddhist staff asked cautiously. At this moment, the expression on Kamuluo's face was too similar to that of Asura in his memory. It felt distressed and worried, and couldn't help asking anxiously. .

Camuro held onto the red dress tightly with one hand, and his breathing was a bit short of breath. He didn't reply, but hurried to a compartment in the courtyard, carefully placed the red dress in one place, and began to search for it from boxes and chests. The stick was connected with his mind, and at this moment he finally sensed it, and immediately turned into a spirit body to help him search eagerly. The two searched the entire courtyard. Finally, Camulo's slightly excited breathing sounded in his ears, and the boy ran over immediately. , looked at the things in his hands and said in surprise, "Great, it's still there!"

In Carmulo's hand is a red lotus seed that is about to dry up. It was 1 years ago. He was worried about the red lotus that grew up alone under the tree of life and death, so he took a flower seed from it to observe the The growth of the red lotus, but after the red lotus cultivated to resist demons, he put the flower seeds away and put them too deep, almost impossible to find them.

The demon body is different from the Buddha body. The original soul and original body of Buddhist disciples exist at the same time. In the blood sacrifice, his soul was scattered and his body melted. He should have died completely, but...if there is such a flower seed left...

"But master," the young man looked at Camuro worriedly, "if there are only flower seeds, without a trace of his soul... still can't..."

"I have."

Jamulo held the flower seeds tightly, and hurriedly turned to the side of the flower pond where he had placed his original body before. With trembling hands, he carefully planted the flower seeds into the soil of the pond, then closed his eyes and slowly forced out the Yuanshen beads in his body.

Looking at the golden bead floating in the air, the young man was taken aback for a moment, and said pleasantly, "By the way, half of your soul was fused with him in Zhu Yuan..."

The half of the Yuanshen Pearl was taken out of Yu Ling's body just yesterday, and it was only a day old, and there was still a little bit of Yu Ling's breath left on it...

The young man held his breath and did not dare to speak. He watched Camuro slowly peel off the soul energy of Yu Ling attached to the Yuanshen Pearl. When he finally pulled out a little bit, he swallowed nervously and asked carefully, "What is left? That's a little bit, okay?"

"...I don't know," Camuro finally said, his eyes a little distracted, "but I can only do this..."

The traces of soul energy were pushed into the flower seeds, and both of them stared at the small bag of bulging soil until the breath was completely integrated with the flower seeds before they finally breathed a sigh of relief.But did it make any sense? The young man didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to provoke him, so he walked up to him and said comfortingly, "Maybe... maybe he will be resurrected soon."

Camuro sat blankly on the edge of the soil, looked at the small lump of soil and didn't know what to think. After a long time, he nodded slowly and murmured, "I will wait for him."

What if you can never wait?The young man didn't dare to say it, he could see the despair and paranoia in the man's eyes, that was the only thought he could stick to and believe in, and he couldn't bear to break it.

A thin ray of sunlight rises in the east, the night finally gradually dissipates, and the sky finally dawns.

Xueying Mountain, which has been deserted for decades, welcomes back its owner again. The life of that person seems to be the same as before, but there is a strange habit of talking to himself to the bag every night.

"Xiaojiu, I went back to Yuxi Village today, and there are new families there, all of whom escaped from other places, and I helped them build a few small yards. By the way, Long'er and the others live in Li's house. He said he didn't want others to touch the place where you stayed...Xiao Jiu, Long'er misses you..."

"Xiao Jiu, I went to the Demon Realm today and saw Chong Lou. He followed me all the way and looked at me strangely... But don't be angry, he himself feels that he is baffled."

"Xiao Jiu, today I caught two more fish that you like to eat. I just finished them and put them next to you. See? If you want to eat... come out and meet me."

"Xiao Jiu, I went down the mountain to buy some nice red clothes today, they should suit you quite well, when you come back, put them on and show me, okay?"

He muttered to himself every day, some of them could be heard clearly, some could not be heard clearly, but every night he would sit by the flower pond, look at the stars all over the sky and smile slightly, fiddling with the jade bracelet on his wrist, calling softly With a name long gone.

In the first year, the soil bag was still the same soil bag, and there was no movement at all. He watered and fertilized, and occasionally would be in a daze.

In the tenth year, a flower bud slowly burst out of the soil bag. It was just a small bud, but he was very happy, smiled more, and sat beside him for a longer time.

In [-], the flower buds grew up slowly, reaching the height of a fist, and the first leaf grew. He stared at the leaf for a day, smiled silly for a long time, and then made more than a dozen dishes the next day. Fish, placed in a big circle on the edge of the leaf.

In the 100th year, the leaves gradually increased. At dawn, a small and weak flower bud grew out. Although it was only a flower bud, only the size of a fingernail, he stood there for a long time, wanting to laugh. But first a line of tears came down.

In the 300th year, the half-finger-sized flower bone that had been in bud for a long time finally opened a shallow gap. He didn't do anything that day, just stared at the gap that opened little by little, crying and laughing, and accompanied him The creatures who had lived with him for hundreds of years began to laugh at him, saying that he laughed like a fool, and he didn't look like a Buddha at all.

In the 500th year, in the middle of the flower pond in Xueying Mountain, a gorgeous red lotus flower was quietly blooming, surrounded by warm and clear water, and sitting beside it was a very beautiful Buddha.

"Xiao Jiu," the Buddha called a mandala flower as a chair, sat on it, tilted his head and looked at the bright and delicate red lotus, "the ninth petal has grown today, and it is the same as my first petal." It was exactly the same when I saw you for the first time." He reached out and touched the petals of the red lotus lightly, and said with a smile, "There are two guests here today, guess who they are?"

"It's Taihua and Qingyao, they came to see us together," Camuro withdrew his hand, and scooped up a handful of clear water and sprinkled it carefully on the flower, "I've cultivated into a fairy body, and you still call me brother, that child is really Stubbornness..." After a moment of silence, the voice lowered again, "You will be like him, and you will come back in the end, right?"

Standing up and setting up a forbidden zone, he waved at it, "Someone made a wish in the Buddhist hall, I'll go and have a look, and I'll be right back."

Walking out of the barrier and flying to a small village, Camuro quickly fulfilled the wish-maker's wish. Just as he was about to go back, he heard a storyteller's voice from a distance, chanting seriously, "Don't you If you don’t believe me, I’m not bragging, the immortal guards a red lotus every day, talks to it every day, hoping that it will return to its former appearance, and has been guarding it for 500 years.”

"Why are you guarding it? What was it like in the past?" Several children surrounding him asked innocently.

The storyteller shook his head and said firmly, "They used to be a couple of lovers, and that red lotus was a demon, but it's a pity that the fairy and the devil couldn't fall in love, and the demon died for the fairy."

"Daddy said demons are bad!"

"Pedantic! There are good people and bad people. A demon that can make a fairy fall in love with him must not be a demon!"

Gamulo listened to it from a distance, and couldn't help smiling. It must be some fairy on the fairy mountain who is talkative, and chatting at the foot of the mountain, somehow it spread so far.only……

The storyteller said solemnly again, "I think it's very unfair to say that immortals and demons cannot fall in love. All creatures in the six realms are equal, why bother..."

"This old man, Xiaosheng has also heard this story, but he doesn't seem to be a fairy," a gentle young man with a handsome face approached, and said with a light smile, "You forgot, the one who fell in love with that demon was a Buddha, not a fairy. If you mess up the mandarin ducks like this, it will make people sad."

The storyteller was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh, and groaned, "No way, no way! I'm old, I don't remember well! That's right, it's a Buddha, it's a Buddha!"

The children around hissed a few times, and said with contempt, "Grandpa, you're telling a story that's all over the place, and we're all dizzy!"

"Oh, oh, you have to be patient with the old man!"

No one noticed when the young man left, and the storytelling pavilion was still bustling, and the laughing voice of the old man came from a distance, "I see, this Buddha will definitely wait for that lover to come back. It's been so long, old man." The sky should open its eyes..."

When Camuro returned to Xueying Mountain, the laughter of the Buddhist staff sounded in his ears, "Master, that old man is really interesting, let's help their family someday."

"Okay." Camuro nodded with a smile.

Turning around the small courtyard, Camuro planned to take one more look at the red lotus and cook fish for it, but the smile on his face froze suddenly, and for a split second, as if the sky and the earth had turned gray for a moment, he froze in place, staring into the distance. , felt the blood in his body suddenly congealed, and then suddenly boiled, as if he couldn't bear it, his whole body became hot.

Beside the flower pond in the distance, there stood quietly a bright red and bright back, the back that made him unforgettable...

He felt his heart throbbing belatedly, it was ecstasy, an unbearable pain of excitement, he stumbled and ran over to that person, looking at the familiar face, familiar red hair, familiar dark Wen was so nervous that he couldn't speak a word.

The man closed his eyes tightly, and Camuro's chest was trembling. He stretched out his hand, little by little, with some fear, and slowly held the palm of the man hanging by his side.

"Little Nine..."

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, those dark red eyes finally opened and looked at him slowly.