[Heavenly Officials Bless Shuangxuan Tongren] Li Tao

Shi Qingxuan was indeed very tired last night - after all, he held on to the barrier alone, killed thousands of ghosts, and killed hundreds of miles of dead silence, which caused his body to be limp and backache this morning.It's not because of what He Xuan did to him.A mere He Xuan, delusional to turn him into a hopeless ghost king, what a joke!

However, this mere He Xuan's craftsmanship is really good.After Shi Qingxuan finished his porridge, he thought that it was almost time to "dispose" the miscellaneous fish, and was about to take a look, when he saw the man limping back.

Shi Qingxuan pretended to be surprised and said, "My God! Where did the miscellaneous fish come from so powerful that they made your Master Fengshi into such a virtue? It's a sin!"

He Xuan, "..."

He was still intact when he went out, but when he came back, his gold-rimmed green robe with water patterns had become tattered and wet, like a drowned rat.Her hair was wet and loose, and her face was swollen with a big bump. It didn't look like she had been hit by a spell, but rather like someone hit her with a fist.

"Don't laugh at me." He said helplessly, and sat down amid Shi Qingxuan's merciless laughter.

It turned out that the uninvited guest who came just now was not some small ghost, but the majestic sailor Wudu.

Prior to this, Shi Wudu was cut off from the boundary by his younger brother's enchantment, and had been worried all the time.After notifying He Xuan yesterday, he didn't have any hope at first—when he heard his request, He Xuan's expression obviously felt extremely ridiculous.

He didn't blame He Xuan, after all, it was his younger brother who plotted against him first; he himself knew his younger brother's purpose, but still protected him, and watched He Xuan being deceived by his "best friend".

After seeing Tu Qiong, even if the man was disheartened, he was benevolent.How can there be any reason to push forward and beg him to turn back?What's more, the way I asked for help was still a fight with the other party.If this can be seen, then it is not a wind master, but a saint.

Therefore, he came to the desert early this morning to see his younger brother as usual, but when he found that the barrier had been removed, he was both surprised and happy.Thinking about his younger brother finally figured it out, he entered the ghost mansion, and saw a person in a blue robe walking towards him.

"..."

"……………………"

The visitor was still holding a fan in his hand, as if he was about to fight.Shocked, Shui Hengtian even forgot to put on airs, and said, "You...you..."

"It turned out to be Lord Navy?" He Xuan was taken aback, then put down his fan, and smiled, "I came here directly after you left last night. I have detoxified Ling brother, and he is safe and sound now. You can rest assured."

Shi Wudu, "..." Are you a saint?

He Xuan said solemnly, "There are many misunderstandings between Qingxuan and I. But thanks to you telling me, we have untied our hearts and communicated with each other last night. Please worry about Master Sailor."

Shi Wudu originally listened to the first half of his sentence, and was gratified and moved.But when the last sentence came out, I almost stumbled.

He reluctantly said, "Yes... that's right."

Shui Hengtian has always been unafraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice when it comes to his younger brother.But it was He Xuan who was not someone else in front of him. I had misunderstood him once last time, and this time he ran all the way to Beimo for Shi Qingxuan.When Shi Wudu was moved, he thought to himself, it is absolutely impossible to judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

He then extinguished a cluster of sparks in his heart, raised a smile, and asked, "Where is Qingxuan?"

"Your brother is resting in bed—he was too tired last night."

Shi Wudu's smile froze.He thought to himself that if Qingxuan wanted to maintain the magic circle and kill evil spirits in circles, his mana would be consumed excessively, and he would definitely be tired.

He went through it three times in his heart before he made it clear to himself, and smiled again, "Master Feng Shi's clothes are really similar to my previous clothes! Could it be that you also bought them in the Imperial City?"

He Xuandao, "No, these are your clothes. I found them from Qingxuan's cabinet. My clothes are so messed up that I can't wear them anymore."

"..."

Shi Wudu's mind was constantly wandering between the two thoughts of "He Xuan, how dare you..." and "Maybe he is really a saint". Before he could think of another explanation, he saw the other party "plop" Kneeling down, he said in a loud voice, "I have a heart for Qingxuan, the world can learn from it, and I invite the navy... brother, please help us!"

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Then?And here it is now.

He Xuan looked at Shi Qingxuan with a bruised nose and swollen face.In his rage, the sailor didn't even pull out his fan, and threw his fist at his face.If the brother-in-law beat him up, of course he couldn't fight back.Not only can't fight back, but also put his face close to let others beat him up.

Fortunately, Shi Wudu still had a sense of proportion, punched him in a hurry, and ran away in waves angrily, splashing water all over He Xuan by the way.When He Xuan went back, it was not surprising to see Shi Qingxuan's narrow and gloating smile.

After telling him what happened just now, Shi Qingxuan was about to laugh out of tears, beat the bed more than once, and almost fell off the bed.

"I'll give you back your luck." The Ghost King hiccupped with a smile, "You lost your luck for a few days, and then you ate my sand again, and you were beaten to death by the 'bad fish' who 'go and come'. Like this. If I don't return it to you, won't you be unlucky and die within a month. "

He Xuan laughed and said, "Then I'm not out of luck, what about you?"

"Me? I have been unlucky for so long anyway. I have long been used to it." Shi Qingxuan said.

Although he had a smile on his face, He Xuan keenly noticed that when the man spoke, his body was slightly stiff.

He Xuandao, "No."

Shi Qingxuan was stunned, before he could react, his chin was pinched by He Xuan, and then something cool fell on his lips.

He Xuan pressed a kiss on his lips.

"..."

"Last night, I used up all my good luck for a year." He Xuan raised his face and said with a low smile, "So, of course, only bad luck is left now, but I am willing."

Shi Qingxuan's face turned red, he broke away from He Xuan, and said angrily, "Slick tongue!"

"I'm telling the truth." He Xuan sighed, he held Shi Qingxuan's hand tightly, not letting him escape, "I can see you again, save you, and know what is in your heart. We can still sit together, I can also feed you porridge, chat with you, and communicate with you..." His eyes seemed to be shining with a layer of light, and he looked straight into Shi Qingxuan's eyes,

"Just like this, I will use up my year... no, a hundred years of good luck."

Shi Qingxuan avoided his gaze and teased, "Yes, why are you so proficient? After all, how many times have you said it before?"

These words were meant as a joke, but He Xuan seemed not to allow him to evade the important ones.

"In my heart... I have said it thousands of times."

After all, without waiting for the other party to answer, he held the man's slender wrist again.

"Qingxuan, I'm sorry."

Regardless of the other party's stunned reaction, He Xuan just looked into his eyes and said softly but firmly, "—I'm sorry. I haven't said that to you yet."

"I was too self-righteous before. I thought that if I wasn't around, you would be able to get what you wanted and do what you wanted. I thought... as long as you don't have me, you can get rid of the shackles of hundreds of years and reunite with your brother . I thought, this is what you want."

The ghost king's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he didn't make a sound, bit his lip and trembled slightly.

He Xuan hugged his thin and thin body, and said in a low voice, "And you... want me to leave too. You lied to me that your poison was cured, and your kindness to me was just a show. Do you think You want to make me give up, you want to drive me out of your life."

In the scorching peach blossoms that day, the ruthless face of the ghost king, who is absolutely righteous, is especially visible in his eyes.The unequivocal "a good show" was stabbing like a knife, stern in the ears.

Others respect Feng Shixuan Gao Fengjun and sacrifice himself for others, so this person demands the same from himself.That day when the wind howled and the cuckoo cried blood, did he hate it?Is he unwilling?Didn't his heart ache?But he has been called a saint, so he really thinks he is a saint, and he thinks he is free and easy to leave his luck and walk away, leaving only a remnant red, and both sides suffer.

—They are the same breed.

Self-righteous for the other party's good, self-assertive deception, self-righteous distinction.

If it weren't for the chance and coincidence of Jin Yixian, they... would have really parted ways for the rest of their lives.

Shi Qingxuan lowered his head in a daze, and folded his hands awkwardly, like a child who has done something wrong.

"But...you are a god, and I am the ghost king." He said, "The world hates me, and the gods look down on me. We are destined to be different, how can we stay together?"

He Xuan let out a long sigh, and said in a low voice, "My clumsy mouth and cheeks misunderstood you. How could I hate you? How could I look down on you? I just... like you."

Shi Qingxuan trembled all over when he heard the words, he raised his head in a daze, but just bumped into He Xuan's gentle eyes like spring water.

"——Qingxuan, we only want to separate to be good to each other. Have you ever thought that if we are together, will it be better for two people?"

The man's dark eyes looked straight at him, like a pool of crystal clear water, reflecting the morning sun.But the ghost king suddenly seemed unable to understand human words. He sat in a daze for a while, then raised his head, and said in a low voice blankly, "But...you are very kind to His Royal Highness, and Mr. Earth Master. You are very kind to everyone. People are nice."

Yes, he is the gentlest breeze in the forest, even if it is an ant or a mayfly, He Xuan has never hesitated to blow it with warm wind.He has an upright heart, does good deeds in the world, and is entrusted by Xie Lian, and dares to confront the sailor of the Three Heavens Tribulations head-on.Once Shi Wudu lost his hand under the rage, it is not such a simple matter of losing his cultivation base - just because Xie Lian is his friend, and if a friend is in trouble, it is duty-bound.

He also saved Lang Qianqiu with his life in the ghost market.The precious fate was thrown away by him like waste paper, which made Lady Xuan almost lose her soul with anger.Even if he and Lang Qianqiu are just acquaintances, casual acquaintances.

Not to mention, he and Mingyi are inseparable all day long, helping the poor and the weak in the world, saving lives and lives.The books about wind masters on the stage are either wits fighting water against the sky, or the second master of earth and wind fighting for justice.A hundred years ago, when Shi Qingxuan heard this kind of drama for the first time, he would tear down the stage angrily; after listening to it for decades, he finally got used to it, and walked away with a sneer.

He is so nice to everyone.I am a hopeless ghost king, why should I be that exception?

"I treat them well because they are my friends." He Xuan pressed his forehead and said softly.

"Aren't I also your friend?" Shi Qingxuan said, "I'm not the only one."

"No, you are not my friend."

He Xuandao stroked Shi Qingxuan's stunned face, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to overflow.

"—You are me, the one who wants to hold hands and spend the rest of my life together."

No matter how weak the water is for three thousand, I only take a scoop to drink.

On that day, Shi Qingxuan got He Xuan's luck, the right time and place, the ascension was only a matter of thought.

Looking at the benevolent clouds in front of him, the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace, which he has dreamed of for a hundred years, is behind it, but he has never taken that step.

He saw a fate that had never been so clear—they would turn against each other, like two diametrically opposed lines, one going to the sky and the other going to the earth;

This is the road planned by He Xuan, and it is also the future that Shi Qingxuan will experience without He Xuan.The Hall of Fengshi was demolished and rebuilt, and the smash hit Fengshi Xuanbing disappeared.It was replaced by the resplendent and magnificent Fengshui Hall, where Fengshi Qingxuan and Shuishi Wudu brothers and friends are harmonious and passed on as a good story.

I am afraid that for the rest of their lives, only on a certain lonely night, when Feng Shi Qingxuan stares at the full moon outside the temple, can he recall the startling glimpse of Tonglu Mountain in the midst of the distant past. , After several days of heart and soul, finally disappeared like a ray of wind that dissipated.

After all, he couldn't take that step.

The right time and place are all there, and there is a difference between people and harmony.

Because of this, He Xuan can still sit beside him now, and he can still hold his hand. That handsome face is neither sharp hatred nor indifference like a knife.

The man gently kissed his forehead, and Shi Qingxuan suddenly felt tears streaming down his cheeks.

"But...but...why are you so nice to me?" He heard his trembling voice say, "I...just...a ghost..."

"My life is extremely cheap, if it touches me, it will never end well... What's more, I still plan on you like this, I deceive you, lie to you, fool you, laugh at you..."

"I am ruthless, double-faced, and three-handed. I have killed many, many people..."

"I'm just... just a... mean and shameless... in the gutter..."

Before the words came out, He Xuan blocked the second half of the sentence.

"No matter what you are." He Xuan whispered in his ear, hugging his body tightly.

"You are the one and only person that I, He Xuan, believe in in this life."

——It was a promise worth more than a thousand dollars.

I don't know how many years ago, when Shi Qingxuan was still a "li" or "evil", he once failed to grab the territory with the ghost on the top of the next mountain, and entered a wind master hall in that mountain to take refuge.

He didn't enter the Water Master's Hall because he was afraid of being found by his brother; he didn't enter the Wind Master's Hall either because he hated his elder brother's enemies.But there was nowhere to hide, so he had to temporarily hide in the sparsely populated temple.

Drenched in blood, he stumbled into the spacious and bright hall.As soon as I looked up, I saw the tall wind master statue in the center of the hall.

Thick eyebrows and thin lips, unsmiling, dignified bearing, solemn eyebrows; wearing a silver crown, holding a windshield fan, black robes brushing gently, tall and tall, like a tall and straight green pine and cypress, standing straight Stand between heaven and earth.

Outside the hall is misty and rainy, but the statues inside the hall are awe-inspiring and dignified, not angry and majestic.The white-clothed ghost stood in the empty and distant hall dazedly, dripping all over his body, as if he had seen a god at that moment.

In the hundreds of years since then, that resolute face has been lingering in his mind countless times.When he practiced the hardest and was about to go crazy, when his soul was injured and endured the pain of stripping his soul and flesh, when he was killed in Tonglushan and became mad and lost his mind, that face was all except his elder brother. The deepest obsession in his heart is also a beacon, guiding him to go out step by step.

He originally thought that he could only look up to that lofty god for the rest of his life.

——And now, the god came with the spring breeze, and stretched out his hand to him with a smile on his face.