Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

On the back mountain of Yuze, in the Rizhao Evening Pavilion, boil a pot of clear tea and warm a pot of turbid wine. When the acquaintance comes to visit, Chen Jian sits on a stone bench in the pavilion and holds a volume of books. He is very fond of books, so his universe is full of books. It is full of books, so it doesn't look like he came from the famous sect of the cultivation world, but more like a rich man who has read poetry and books.

"This matter is over, you follow me back, Xue Huai is too evil, and it is not good for you to be friends with him for a long time."

On the mountain trail, a man with black hair and white hair carrying a guqin came with an umbrella, and the red plum blossoms on the umbrella seemed to be full of spring. Chen Jian put down the scroll and looked at the man with a smile. He stood up, under the shadow over his head, the velvet cloak that was still warm fell on his shoulders, dispelling the chill, the man was already standing in front of him, closed the umbrella and sat opposite.

"Okay, when he recovers, we will bid farewell to him, and we will go back together, and we will be able to catch up with Xizhi's birthday."

As Chen Jian said, he lowered his eyebrows and hid the look of regret in his eyes. Yes, no matter how intimacy is, it is only a deep relationship. If he continues to entangle, it will be of no benefit to him. The fate is too deep, and the squandering is too much.

"Don't think too much. When your fate with him is not over, it's just a temporary parting. We will see you again."

Chen Jian got up and poured a cup of clear tea and a cup of turbid wine. With a smile, he exchanged cups with the man. One drank wine and the other drank tea. Needless to say, he understood what was on his mind. They all said that a confidant is hard to find. Boss friends, it’s rare that you don’t mention those troubles in this scene, drink this tea and go back to take a look at the child, he should go home too.

After several rounds of wind and snow, the fire in the house was burning brightly. The flower burial bones were lying on the bed wrapped up in a ball with only one head exposed, flushed and moaning in pain. Xue Huai hugged the wrapped flower burial bones tightly. He knew How can he alleviate the pain of Dragon Blood, but he can't, not to mention that there are too many people here, it's just that he didn't know that night in the Mountain and Sea Realm, but now that he knows the temptation of Dragon Blood, how can he do such absurd things again? , No wonder, no wonder Hua Zang Gu hates him deeply, once the dragon blood is contaminated with lust, it will be heart-wrenching, there is no cure, it is all his fault, what did he miss, Hua Zang Gu said humiliating words And who is he, who can deceive the flowers to bury the bones and make the fake ones...

Xue Huai didn't want to think about it anymore, he already had an idea, what to do, what to do!

"What should I do..."

As if thinking of something, Xue Huai put the flower funeral bone back on the bed, got up and went out, he left with his front feet, the tightly closed eyes of the flower funeral bone slowly opened, lifted the quilt with trembling hands, almost crawled to the side of the bed, and put He fell down, climbed to the edge of the table again, and swept the cups on the table to the ground with all his strength. Hua Zanggu looked at the debris on the ground, closed his eyes, turned over and rolled up, and was full in a short while. The blood on the ground, the flower funeral bone has become a blood man, lying on the ground weak, but he has returned to normal, if not for Xize's half-body cultivation and the blessing of the soul bone, he might not be able to survive this time of.

"You're struggling again, didn't you say, I'll give you whatever you want."

Consciousness sank into the darkness, with a surging sea of ​​blood beneath his feet, one hand covered Hua Zang Gu's eyes, and whispered in his ear, Hua Zan Gu closed his eyes, sneered, and slapped that hand away forcefully, very quickly It looks disgusting.

"Don't forget, it was you who begged me to choose, so I am the master and you are the servant, so don't break the rules."

"Hehe, so that's the case, is this your real side?"

"Spying on the master will be punished!"

As soon as the voice fell, the thunder fell, and Hua Zanggu raised his hand and patted his ears gently. The mournful howl just now was really unpleasant. When he opened his eyes, he saw only a sea of ​​blood. Where was the shadow of the speaker? Under the sea of ​​blood, an ice coffin sank to the bottom, and the flower burial bone squatted down. The moment his fingertips touched the sea of ​​blood, there was a chirping sound, and white smoke floated up. His fingers turned into bones at a speed visible to the naked eye. People stand without cold.

"It turns out that you buried yourself in the sea of ​​blood. What happened back then, you don't want to tell me your memory. It must be extremely tragic."

There is still no solution, there is no trace of the nail of the soul bone to be found, and Hua Zangu still can't remember what happened after Su Lanchen passed the catastrophe and Fuzhao left, and why the crippled strand of soul will be lost? The body and memory were sealed together under the sea of ​​blood, and there were too many doubts that could not be explained. Although he repeatedly accused Su Lanchen, he understood that there must be something tricky in it. It was just a matter of venting, and he was delirious due to the torment of the dragon's blood, and there was only a short time for him to escape from the surveillance of the heavens and enter the depths of his memory to find out, but he didn't want this to be the result.

It seems that it is necessary to go to the sea of ​​blood to dig a grave!

"How did it become like this?"

When Chen Jian and the man came back, they saw the flower burial bone lying on the ground covered in blood, the man frowned, but Chen Jian had already picked up the flower burial bone and sat on the bed, carefully cleaning the burial bone for him. After crushing pieces of porcelain into the flesh, he put him on the bed and lay down. The quilt beside him was already completely cold. He took off his velvet cloak and wrapped it around his trembling body. It closed automatically, and the room suddenly became dark. Chen Jian borrowed the luminous pearl from Qiankun to illuminate it. After hesitating again and again, he took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed to wrap the cool quilt around himself. It was the man who wrapped his whole life on himself.

"Mo Di, you don't need to..."

"You are not in good health. If you get sick when you go back, I will be the troublemaker."

The man named Mo Di blocked Chen Jian's words, wrapped himself in the quilt and sat on the side of the bed, looking at the pale face of the flowers and bones, and Chen Jian didn't say much, got out of bed and cleaned the floor Broken porcelain pieces, Mo Di has always done things properly, so he doesn't need to worry.

"It's really not worrying. It's no wonder he can't worry about making it look like this."

Mo Di touched the brows of Hua Zang Gu with his fingertips, as if a drop of ink had melted into it, and the decadent Xi Yan Hua bloomed again, Mo Di came and went quickly, and bid farewell to Chen Jian before Hua Zang Gu woke up, Just like when I came, I disappeared into the wind and snow with an umbrella.

"I'm getting more and more curious, if only I could remember, don't you think so?"|

Chen Jian watched Mo Di leave, turned around and saw that Hua Zanggu had woken up and was looking at him, or at the back of Mo Di who disappeared in the wind and snow behind him. Chen Jian didn't like this feeling very much, it seemed that only It would be unfair to him to be excluded alone, even if protected.

The atmosphere was a little weird. Quan Se, who had just escaped from his brother's roundup, was flattered to sit on the bedside with a cup of hot tea. He went to deliver the letter and happened to meet Quan Ye who was going to Jinzhou on business. He was almost arrested and brought to justice. Fortunately, Mo Di I helped him, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come to Yuze, but who will tell him what's going on now and what he missed?

A table, Xue Huai, Han Ling, and Chen Jian, the three of them sat around, all staring at Quan Se who was sitting beside the bed guarding the flower burial bone. Don't let go of Quan Se's claws, their biggest tacit understanding now is to chop off those claws!

The cold was blowing on his back, and Quan Se sat there stiffly, with a dazed expression on his face. When he came in, Chen Jian seemed to have just sent someone away. Standing by the door, the flower funeral bone waved to him. Before he could be frightened by the appearance of Hua Zungu covered in blood, the latter grabbed his hand, grinned, tilted his head, and fell asleep!

Hua Zonggu didn't sleep for a long time. When he woke up, he saw three people sitting around the table, and Quanser, who was caught by him and had to sit on the edge of the bed to guard him. He blinked and pointed at Xue. locust tree.

"He bullied me, hit him!"

The sudden turn of the plot caught people off guard, but Quan Se still reacted and turned his head to stare at Xue Huai. Chen Jian and Quan Se also turned their eyes away at the same time. This trick, Shui Dong, was quoted in time and saved Quan Se's life.

"Okay, you lie down, I'll hit him!"

Quan Se doesn't care what the other party's background is, he will do it when Hua Zanggu asks, but if he can't beat... he still has to fight, Chen Jian and Han Ling look at each other, get up not to be outdone, the four of them rush out from the window, fight into a ball.

"Hey! I want to call to the back mountain, don't disturb his rest."

The smiling and gentle Han Xiyue pushed the door in with the medicinal food and closed the window. These days are quite lively, and it's all because of this sick child who can't get out of bed. It's very interesting. Thanks to him, Han Ling can After learning how to turn her elbows outward, Han Xiyue looked at the medicinal food she was carrying, and remembered that she accidentally threw Huang Lian in it with a slippery hand, but it shouldn't matter, the good medicine tastes bitter.

"I've been bothering you for the past few days."

Hua Zang Gu put two pillows behind her to make her sit more comfortably. Looking at Han Xiyue, who smiled softly and looked harmless to humans and animals, Hua Zan Gu thought of Nalan Jue. She hadn't seen her senior sister for a long time. Did Xiaoqian'er grow taller again? Thinking so, Hua Zanggu forgot to say that today's medicinal food tasted weird, and it smelled bitter from a long distance away. Maybe it's the good medicine that tastes bitter?

"It's okay, the compensation you gave has helped me a lot, and solved my crisis in Yuze. Don't bother me for a few days, even permanent residents are welcome."

Thinking about that huge sum of money not only comforted the victims of the snow disaster, but also filled the emptiness of the family with surplus, Han Xiyue was almost bursting out of laughter. After thinking about her half-empty private treasury, Hua buried the bone and grinded it silently Back molars, remember this account first. When Xue Huai becomes the head of the family, he must make him double the compensation. Anyway, the Xue family in Beiyang has a rich family background, so he is not short of his money, hum!

"Tsk, it's so bitter!"

After finishing the medicinal meal with a look of disgust, Hua Zanggu felt as if he had eaten Huanglian. Was it an illusion? Seeing Han Xiyue staring at her without guilt, Hua Zanggu felt that maybe he was thinking too much.

"Good medicine tastes bitter."

After Han Xiyue finished speaking solemnly, he handed over a plate of iced fruits with conscience, and the flowers buried bones were not polite, and they sent them to his mouth one by one. After eating more than half, he felt that the bitter taste in his mouth was not so strong. Funeral Bone sorted out his thoughts, the current situation is not optimistic, he must hurry up.

"Patriarch Han, do you think about what you said before?"

When the topic changed, the owner of the Han family was regarded as an honorary title, and when he got to the point, Han Xiyue restrained his smile, sat down at the table and poured a glass of water for himself, the flower burial bone was like the water in this glass, it seemed clear, but in fact, how is the water quality? Can not easily draw conclusions.

"Before answering this question, there is something I want to ask the young master."

"please say."

"May I ask who the young master is acting as a lobbyist for, and which family's position is he standing on? In the cultivation world, there are hundreds of immortal sects, but there are actually thousands of them. They are uneven and each has their own deviations. Why should the young master ensure that one family dominates!"

"I don't stand on the side of any family, I just stand on Xue Huai's side. Although the cultivation world is chaotic, if he intervenes, I'm afraid Jiuyou Pavilion will give him three points. It's not a big deal to say that the family is the only one. .”

"How can you have confidence?"

"Gamble as you like, winning or losing is fate, it depends on whether Patriarch Han has the courage to bet with me."

Just as Han Xiyue was about to speak, the door was pushed open. Chen Jian, Quan Se, and Han Ling came back intact, only Xue Huaiqing behind them had one eye, half of the sleeves of his clothes were cut short, and his hair was clearly burned. Han Xiyue glanced at the scorched marks, fallen leaves and dead grass on his body, turned his head to look at the flowers and buried bones, and signaled with his eyes, is this the person he said?

Hua Zonggu smiled and nodded, yes, the one who was beaten up was Xue Huai. Han Xiyue felt that she needed to be quiet, so she drifted out of the room leisurely. Jane and Quanse were tired from beating, and sat at the table drinking tea to rest, only Xue Huai stood at the door, looking at the flowers and burial bones without saying a word.

"Thank you, tomorrow I want to drink fish soup!"

Hua Zang Gu didn't feel that his request was too much, nor did Chen Jian and Quan Se. Hua Zan Gu had a tricky mouth and only thought that the fish in Jiangnan tasted the best. The two got up and prepared to go to Jiangnan to catch the fish first. Raise it, and when it is slaughtered for soup tomorrow morning, it will not lose its flavor.

In fact, they all knew that the burial of flowers and bones was an order to evict guests, but no one said anything about it. It was a thin layer of paper, and they tried their best not to pierce it. They just wanted to stay for a while longer. Chen Jian paused and said goodbye. Still can't say it, how can he leave with peace of mind after such a flower burial, let's wait another day.

"Does it hurt?"

Only Hua Zang Gu and Xue Huai were left in the room, Hua Zang Gu beckoned, Xue Huai walked to the side of the bed and squatted halfway, Hua Zang Gu reached out and just touched his black eye, from a distance it just felt like It's funny, but now that he's getting closer, he feels a little distressed.

Xue Huai shook his head, looking down at Hua Zang Gu's exposed wrist, where there were scattered small wounds covering it deeply and shallowly. Xue Huai really didn't feel any pain. pain.

"It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt at all."

Flower Burial Bone knew what Xue Huai was thinking, and smiled in a trance. He was used to the blood vines wrapped around the bone, and what kind of pain he couldn't bear. Compared with Dragon Blood, he was more willing to bear pain, I don't want to be humiliated again!