Fu Zhu

The fox demon was grinding her white teeth, her figure sank, and many snow-white flowers rustled from the flower branches under her feet, all falling on Huayang's side.

This Taoist priest, why don't you think about other things, related to yourself?

All day Qingchuan, don't think about how he feels in his heart.

The fox demon sat down on the branch, and waited for Huayang to dry up her tears and lay motionless on the ground before calling out: "Enough crying."

Hua Yang still covered his eyes with his hands, and said after a long time, "Why don't you do it?"

The monster froze for a moment before asking, "What?"

Hua Yang laughed sullenly: "Don't you want to kill me?"

The fox demon snorted: "Your life is valuable."

Huayang's forehead hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, his lips moved slightly before he said seriously: "It's not worth much."

The fox demon raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "It's worthless? I'll exchange your life for my skin. Do you think the temple master will agree?"

Hua Yang snickered: "Let the tiger go back to the mountain, of course I won't agree."

The fox demon walked away with his head tilted for a long time, thinking about whether he would agree to exchange a piece of skin for the Taoist priest... After a long time, he said: "I want to know what's so good about that broken Taoist temple. I didn't teach you skills, and I didn't change Lu Qingchuan's life, and I didn't even save your life. If you were a monster under my command..."

After hearing this, Hua Yang sneered, and said bitterly: "The evil spirit is crooked, what do you know?"

The evil spirit in the fox demon's eyes surged, and he swept down from the tip of the branch, raised his hand, and actually slapped Hua Yang across the face, and then slapped Hua Yang with his backhand. , then snorted coldly, flipped his wrist, untied the scarlet hair tie that tied his hair, blew a mouthful of evil spirits, and shouted: "Get up!"

When Hua Yang was unprepared, he saw a bolt of blood-red satin trembled in mid-air, tied two turns around his waist, and the other end was being held in the hands of the monster.

As soon as the fox demon lifted it, Hua Yang swayed up a few feet, the fox squinted his eyes, wrapped the satin around his wrist a few times, and lifted it again.Hua Yang's limbs were off the ground, and only then did he move his hands away from his eyes, not daring to move until his forehead was next to the tender green branches.

The monster stepped on a branch full of flowers.The clothes are plain white, the flowers and trees are like snow, the moonlight is silvery, and the breath is filled with cold fragrance. Except for the red silk on the hands, there seems to be no second color in the world.

"Fox demon!" Hua Yang said, trembling with anger, his teeth biting his mouth so white: "If you want to kill, kill it, move quickly."

The monster smiled suddenly, and the ecstasy and bone-piercing beauty leached out little by little from the dignified and self-sufficient skin. It was so handsome that it dazzled people's eyes: "It's not that easy."

As he said that, the hand on Huayang's waist was withdrawn, and the red silk was tightened instantly. Huayang stared, the swelling on his cheeks hadn't subsided, and the world of flowers and flowers that had just calmed down hung upside down again.

He was hanging on the tree, and after two or three turns with the silk rope, he finally realized how to use his hands to climb the branches. After finally stabilizing his figure, before he could support half of the stick of incense, his hands hung down feebly.

The fox demon wanted to torture him, spinning the silk and satin in his hand, watching Huayang struggling in mid-air, he said solemnly: "My family's cultivation is not easy, how can it be as bad as you say..."

Huayang was in a dizzy situation at this moment, so he didn't even care about what he said. He vaguely heard something like being a monster or not being a man. It was like a breeze passing through his ears. .

Hua Yang looked at the face so close at hand, and didn't know what expression to make for a moment. He bowed his head and retched for a while, and his dizzy feeling improved a little. With a bah sound, he spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and then laughed sullenly: "Now It’s time to make a move.”

The man frowned, looked at Hua Yang for a while, and saw the disheartened look on his face, but his anger was suppressed: "You want me to do it that way?"

Hua Yang nodded and said again; "You kill me."

At this moment, his heart and eyes were full of Lu Qingchuan, the way Lu Qingchuan smiled, fell asleep, was beaten, lay on the wall and watched him go.

He didn't dare to look back at that time, and walked faster and faster.If I had known that he would be so unhappy, I would not have left.

Thinking about going down to accompany him, I don't know if it's too late again.

The fox demon narrowed his eyes, not because he couldn't see what Hua Yang was thinking, but he became more and more unwilling to let go.

In terms of karma, I have a fortune teller, and if I meet this Taoist priest, it will be a catastrophe, there will be landslides and floods, and it will not be as deep as that of Lu Qingchuan?

In terms of entanglements, being imprisoned by this person for ten years, drinking rainwater and eating mud and sand every day, is it worse than Lu Qingchuan spending ten years alone?

In terms of background, one of them is a demon and the other is a Taoist, chasing and fighting, and fighting and chasing, they are no better than jewelers and Taoist priests-in terms of appearance, they are even worse than themselves.

This man is good, since he knew he was a monster, his face was stinky and hard.How could this Taoist priest die like this?

It's like setting up a banquet, people are coaxed by the host thousands of times, and they are drunk, when they suddenly withdraw all the wine.

So many grievances and grievances, how can one die to write them off?

The fox demon sat down on the branch, picked up the red silk, and threw Huayang on the branch, all he thought about was how to let him accompany him for another ride, sitting with his knees bent for half a cup of tea, suddenly After a flash of thought, he said in a deep voice, "Do you really feel that life is hopeless?"

Huayang hung on the tip of the branch, and the big and small flower buds brushed the tip of his nose, and nodded vigorously.

The fox demon asked again: "If I don't trade you for skin, you still want to die?"

Hua Yang still nodded.

The fox demon lowered his head, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, bared his fangs, and slowly approached his neck.Hua Yang was waiting to die with his eyes closed, his hands tightly clenched into fists, when he suddenly heard the monster say: "My name is Han Yilou, you have to remember."

Before he could react, a hand with a slightly cool palm was already slowly pressing on the Niwan acupoint on the top of his head, and the evil spirit suddenly poured into his body, pouring into the Tianmu and Tianchi acupoints.Hua Yang's whole body trembled, and before he could push it, blood foamed from his mouth, and the evil energy in his body was endless, condensing in the meridians.

About half an hour later, when Han Yilou suddenly stopped, Huayang's eyes were closed tightly, and he had fainted for a long time.

The fox demon looked at him carefully for a while, and then really laughed.From this moment on, the Taoist finally belonged to him.

Whether to beat or scold, whether to retaliate or not, life or death, all are left to be discussed later.

When Huayang woke up, the morning light in the mountains was thin, and the water in the stream was glistening, and flowers bloomed on the moor, stretching for several miles. He looked carefully for a moment before he realized that something was wrong. Pointy, touching the head, there is an extra pair of furry fox ears.

Hua Yang stood in a daze for a long while, stretched out his hand to fish back, and really picked up a red fluffy tail, startled and angry at once, stood up abruptly, ran forward for a while, and roared: "Fox demon, come out! Come out!" !"

He screamed and cursed, and walked back and forth in the valley with his sleeves rolled up on his elbows, pushing aside the willow branches blocking the way, and suddenly saw an old locust tree with lush branches and gnarled roots, and the monster was sitting on the side of the old tree. On the branches, the robe hangs down from the branches and leaves.

Hua Yang walked over angrily, stretched out his hand to pull his sleeve, no matter how much he stood on tiptoe, there was still a difference of two or three inches, so he could only curse under the tree: "Monster!"

The fox demon lowered its eyelids slightly, as if the mountain collapsed in front of it and its face remained unchanged, the more Hua Yang scolded, the more he turned a blind eye.

After a stalemate for half a cup of tea, Hua Yang hurriedly said: "Han Yilou!"

Suddenly a breeze blew past his eyes, pagoda trees fell all over his shoulders, the fox demon suddenly appeared under the tree, only half a foot away from him, his sleeve robe was quietly hanging by his side, his jade face was beautiful, and he couldn't take his eyes off looking at him.

Hua Yang smelled the refreshing fragrance in the air, and couldn't help but took half a step back, his anger gradually subsided, and then he started to be afraid.The falling flowers on the top of his head gradually stopped, and he shook off the sophora japonica flowers all over his shoulders in embarrassment, and asked tremblingly, "I...how did I become like this?"

Han Yilou asked back: "Why do you ask?"

Hua Yang nodded vigorously, covering the pair of fox ears on his head with both hands, until Han Yilou pulled his hands away, the pair of fox ears still drooped on the side of his head dejectedly.

Han Yilou raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you say that there is nothing to love in life, and you only want to die?"

Huayang's fox ears perked up, his eyes widened: "What I want is death, not even death is worse than death!"

For some reason, the monster didn't get angry like usual, but was amused by it, staring at the fox's ears, and when Huayang was about to reach out to cover it again, Han Yilou took the first step and gently touched the furry body with his hand. The tip of the ear, turning and stroking the fluff on the back of the ear.

Those fox ears trembled from time to time when touched, Hua Yang froze there, not knowing what he meant.

I heard the fox demon say word by word: "As you wish." He lowered his voice very softly: "From today on, Daoist Huayang is dead."

Hua Yang stood where he was, and after a while, his eyes slowly turned red: "Then who am I?"

Han Yilou snorted and flicked his sleeve robe; "I have no soldiers or generals now, and you are my number one subordinate."

Hua Yang stayed for a long time. Since he became a demon, his head became dizzy, and he wanted to use some mana again, like a mud cow entering the sea. When he recovered, his eyes were almost ignited with anger.

This monster is really incompatible with him, since the day we met, nothing good has happened, yet he still dares to speak out—

The fox demon didn't seem to know that he was angry, and still pinched Huayang's fox ears until the breeze picked up again, and then slowly let go: "What's so good about being a human being. As long as you are willing to obey, I will teach you how to drink." Flower dew, breathing out the essence of the sun and the moon, jumping out of the mundane world, riding the wind and galloping in the world, isn't this what you call carefree?"

Hua Yang's face turned pale when he heard this, and was about to argue aloud, when suddenly a fox's tail cautiously came over and hooked Hua Yang's tail.Hua Yang took two steps back in a hurry, just wanting to stay away. When he saw that the fox tail was bloody and bloody, as if a layer of flesh had been peeled off, he screamed in fright and fell to the ground.

An extremely complicated expression flashed across Han Yilou's face, he turned his face slightly, and put his foxtail back away.

Hua Yang was sitting on the ground, covering his face with both hands, still trembling.

The fox demon subconsciously put his hands into his sleeves and touched for a long time, but he couldn't find the folding fan, but there were a few tiny flower buds in his palm, he was stunned for a long time, and finally he couldn't help laughing at himself: "Is it really so scary?"

Only then did Hua Yang hesitantly move his hand away, but he was unwilling to say anything more.

Han Yilou flicked his sleeve robe, and said with a sneer, "I haven't seen it much myself, I couldn't control it much at the time, I was rolling all over the floor in pain, licking the wound with my tongue..." He seemed to have noticed a slip of the tongue, and his face became more gloomy.

Huayang was silent for a while, and regretted what he said just now.After a long time, I answered, "My hands don't look good either."

Han Yilou was silent for a moment, thinking of his bruised and turned arm, his eyes gradually became turbulent, but this time, it wasn't all chill.

Hua Yang tucked his tail, full of regrets for showing softness just now, and was about to stand up, when he was suddenly pushed hard by the fox demon, and fell to the ground again by surprise, his eyes widened instantly, and his black hair spread out , the fox ears are sharp, and there is nothing unpalatable about it.

He was about to lose his temper when the man suddenly smiled at him: "Little Daoist..."

Hua Yang's face was flushed red, and the deadly warm fragrance came again and again, and he tried his best to get back three points of sanity from Han Yilou's haunting eyes. Calling like this, the voice is always suppressed very softly, three points of coaxing mixed with seven points of elegance, between the lips and teeth, only ten feet of soft red rushes towards the face.

Han Yilou casually reached out, took a fallen flower from Huayang's head, and asked with a soft smile, "Whenever you meet a monster, how many times will they slash you?"

Hua Yang's face remained blushing, and it took him a long time to hold on to his sanity, and said solemnly: "Of course it's not that the brothers in the school have profound Taoism, and they only use me occasionally."

Han Yilou flicked Huayang's arms from the air, seeing him trembling uncontrollably, his smile faded: "I applied medicine for you, I remember you are afraid of pain."

Hua Yang's lips moved, lowered his head, and said vaguely: "Senior Brother Zi Yuan did it himself, and he did it lightly..." Seeing Han Yilou's noncommittal, he hastily defended: " Besides, there is nothing wrong with suffering a little bit, and only when you have been in pain yourself do you know the suffering of the common people.”

Seeing that his eyes were clear, Han Yilou obviously believed in these few words deeply, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Who said that?"

Hua Yang said loudly: "The day I meditated and cultivated, Senior Brother Zi Yuan said it himself."

Han Yilou grabbed his ear, and didn't let go until Huayang repeatedly begged for mercy: "First Lu Qingchuan, then Hua Ziyuan."

Hua Yang protected his ears, not understanding what he was talking about.

Han Yilou's complexion was not good, the joy of being comforted by this person before was gone.

Why hasn't he figured it out yet, he simply... doesn't know how powerful he is.

Better than Lu Qingchuan... more than Hua Ziyuan... worthy of this person's liking.

Thinking about it, the man snorted, sat on the ground, spread his hands left and right, and turned into a stone table, which was covered with thick pulu blankets, filled with seasonal melons, fruits, and vintage wines.

Hua Yang scolded: "You are pretending to be a ghost."

Han Yilou picked up the white porcelain jug with a small mouth and big belly, and filled the wine bottle in front of Huayang.

Hua Yang waved his hands again and again: "I am a Taoist priest."

But Han Yilou sneered and said, "A Taoist priest with a fox tail?"

Hua Yang looked at the amber wine in the bottle, the color on his face changed again and again, thinking of what had happened, he became angry for a moment, dropped the wine bottle, snatched the jug and drank it all in one gulp.

The fox demon stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the jug was filled with good wine again.

Huayang had never broken the drinking commandment, it was the first time in his life that he drank alcohol, and after just three tours, he was very drunk, lying on the table, listening to this man talking about the past and the present, from the best virtues to the most wonderful ones. The door, and even the world are full of strange things.Many unimaginable things and vicissitudes of life have never been heard before.

Halfway through Han Yilou's speech, he took out a pair of thumb-sized white jade beauty portraits from his sleeves, holding green chopsticks, knocked on the edge of the table, and flicked the hem of his sleeves.The pair of jade carvings turned into a gust of fragrant wind, and the surrounding area was suddenly filled with white mist, and there was a melodious flute sound like fairy music, faintly humming from a distance.

The chopsticks in the fox demon's hand were knocked on the stone table again, and the sound of the flute turned again, and the sound of the chopsticks was mixed with the sound of the flute, like melting ice and snow, the gurgling of the Yuxi River, and the sudden release of orchids.

Han Yilou tapped the green chopsticks, and two flute-holding beauties with moth heads, moth eyebrows, and icy muscles walked out of the fog. They were both beautiful in color, and when they were put together, they looked like peach blossoms with twin stalks.

Han Yilou smiled and said, "Huayang, look carefully."

Hua Yang's eyes widened when he heard the words, and he watched the fox demon's sleeves flip up, and a five-foot-long painting scroll flew out from the sleeves.As soon as the rope was untied, the painting scroll spread out, like tens of feet of white silk, covering the scenery completely.

Hua Yang muttered, "I can't see it."

Suddenly I heard Han Yilou's voice: "There are green mountains in the distance."

The little Taoist looked around, and he saw that the green hills were charming and endless, and the clouds were flying and the wind was blowing on the top of the mountains.

Han Yilou said, "There is a willow embankment nearby."

He took a closer look, and at the end of the green hills, there was really a piece of green and light yellow weeping willows like smoke, long pavilions and old roads, and pedestrians were sparse.

The fox demon said again: "There is Bibo."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes were full of sparkles, and the shadows of willows moved darkly, and a pool of clear water was full of smoke and waves.

"There is a light boat."

Hua Yang looked again, both of them were sitting in the boat, the cups and dishes were messed up, the light outside the boat, the shadows of the water towers and bridges, they were so intoxicated for a moment, they couldn't help poking their heads out of the boat.

Han Yilou tugged at his back collar, and laughed dumbly: "Huayang, you and I are just people in the painting."

Hua Yang was already drunk, his eyes darkened, and he asked softly, "These are all fake?"

Han Yilou's face froze, he got up suddenly, and poured all the pot of fine wine into the center of the lake.Waves protrude from the clear water, the body of the boat undulates, a table of wine vessels rolls back and forth, and big waves roll.

Hua Yang staggered, and sat down on the ground, uncertain, watching Han Yilou flicking his sleeve robe, the wind suddenly came, and the misty waves turned into long wind and big waves.The lone boat is like a leaf in the heart of the river, bouncing and circling among the eddies, and the waves fall on the roof like rain.

Hua Yang was awakened by the splash of the river, and stared up at Han Yilou in a daze.In the mist of the river, Han Yilou flicked his long sleeves, and the flute sounded again.Previously, the two beauties in white jade stood pretty at the stern of the boat, one played the flute and the other danced the sword.

The river water splashed everywhere, and Han Yilou was half-soaked.Sitting wet in the boat, Huayang suddenly heard Han Yilou say: "Before everything is born, fate and catastrophe are created. It is love and monk. You listen to the destiny. You think you can love and hate according to your heart, but who knows that you are not being tricked by the will of heaven... "

The situation changed, the torrent surged, and a monstrous wave filled the boat with a bang.Huayang suddenly felt a flower in front of him, it looked like the old locust tree from before, the two white jade beauties were blown into the air by the wind, and turned into two half-bloomed locust trees, Han Yilou asked in a low voice, "Who are you for?" My fate is still the fate I want..."

Before Hua Yang came back to his senses, the man had already changed the subject: "Are you still drunk?"

Hua Yang was clear-sighted and shook his head hesitantly.

Han Yilou looked as usual, as if the words just now didn't come from him, he stretched out his hand and tapped on Huayang's head lightly: "Huayang, how does my Taoism compare with your brother's?"

The little Taoist said after a while, "Brother is amazing."

Han Yilou changed this knock into a chestnut, with a gloomy face, he walked a few steps quickly with his hands behind his back, and then turned his head and stared fiercely.

Huayang followed silently, Han Yilou took a few steps, he took a few steps.

The fox demon gradually couldn't let it go, and turned back more and more times, and asked calmly, "What are you following me for?"

Hua Yang raised both hands in front of his chest, and clumsily bowed to him; "You can transform me back."

Han Yilou froze, Huayang stepped forward quickly and made a bow to him.

Han Yilou's anger surged, he flung his sleeve robe, and Huayang was pushed away by his strength, he staggered back a few steps before barely standing still, and made a gesture of clasping his fists, and bowed to him twice indiscriminately.

Han Yilou turned around, refused to accept his gift, and only said: "You are already a demon."

Hua Yang arched his hands, his eyes were red, and he said in a loud voice, "I don't want to be a monster."

Han Yilou's footsteps suddenly became faster, and he had already walked tens of feet while talking, Huayang chased after him and ran, Han Yilou went to the dense forest, turned around a few times, and couldn't even see anyone up.

Huayang felt a heart was about to pop out of his throat, and he chased after him for a while, his body was covered with deep and shallow scratches from dead branches and shrubs. There is no trace.

He looked up and saw that the sky was extremely high, surrounded by branches and leaves, and the layers of old trees were tall and straight, growing up to a distance from the sky. Jumping up, it suddenly covered half of the sun.

Huayang was dizzy for a while, and he immediately relaxed, and he fell limp to the ground.

The days are short and the nights are long in the mountains. Once the Yin time is over, the day will slant to the west, and the wind will blow up and shuttle back and forth among the trees.

The little Taoist sprawled out in concentration, was blown by the wind, and shivered from the cold, hurriedly sat up from the ground, walked around twice, picked an old tree that was as thick as three people hugging each other, and scratched the bark with his nails. Clinging tightly to the tree trunk with both feet, he finally climbed to the branch, and then he took a breath, and the howling of wolves could be faintly heard in the valley.

Huayang sat still on the thick branch in shock, the afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the open space where the dead leaves swirled. Squeeze out a little bit of cultivation.

The moment the sun set on the mountain, it suddenly blazed brightly, and the magnificent clouds in the sky were like blood-stained. Huayang remembered the many rumors about the time when he encountered a demon, sat up on his knees, looked around for a long time, and then sat down slowly with his hands folded on his chest. , swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva in his throat, and sang the Qin opera at the top of his voice.

"I was walking and I heard the rooster crowing, and I looked up suddenly and saw the rising tide of the red sun. I looked down and flashed onto the Yangguan Avenue, and Wu Zixu raised his eyebrows on the horse..."

He sang the libretto upside down two or three times, and suddenly heard vague laughter.

The sky had completely darkened, the strong wind was blowing, and the skirt was shaking in the wind. The fox demon had changed into neat clothes, with a wide robe and wide sleeves, and was carrying a lantern, covered with a red gauze, Decorated with blood-red tassels, standing under the tree and looking at him, he smiled before saying anything: "Xiao Daoist."

Huayang stopped talking embarrassingly, and responded perfunctorily.

Han Yilou walked a few steps closer with the lantern in hand, the sound of the wind was rumbling, but the little candle light remained motionless: "I've heard you sing this before, it's really unbearable..."

Huayang's face turned red, but fortunately he was not conspicuous in the dark, and suddenly Han Yilou asked again: "Who taught it?"

Hua Yang said in a low voice: "Songs that make you brave at night are nothing more than the old teaching the new, the old teaching the young, and passed down from generation to generation."

As Hua Yang said, a very shallow smile slowly appeared on his face, and it took him a while to wake up, and he quickly glanced at Han Yilou.

The fox demon looked at him for a while, and then said: "I offended you a lot earlier."

Hua Yang was dumbfounded, and moved his mouth several times, but couldn't utter a word. It took him a while to wake up, and he clasped his hands to beg the fox again.

Han Yilou said after a long time: "I don't understand, you are not even afraid of death, but you are afraid of becoming a demon."

Hua Yang's eyes darkened, and he replied in a low voice: "You are not human, you don't understand."

Han Yilou was holding a lantern in his hand, the weeds under his feet were covered in blood, and needles could be heard all around, he suddenly laughed lowly.

"I can let you go. Huayang, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"What bet?"

As Huayang said, he wanted to get down from the tree, hesitated for a while, and imitated Han Yilou's previous appearance and bent his knees to sit firmly, but it didn't take long for the fox tail to hang down from behind, shaking back and forth non-stop.

Han Yilou's complexion has never been so gentle, he looked at it quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand to gently hold Huayang's fox tail: "I bet you will come to me again."

A moment of absence suddenly appeared on Huayang's face.Han Yilou looked up at him, his clean and handsome face was illuminated by the candlelight, his demeanor at that moment was very much like that of an old man.

Hua Yang was stunned for a long time, and was about to call out that name, when he suddenly saw red lines flying obliquely from the corner of the fox's eyes, just a little short of flying into the temples, with a sudden jolt, the old dream woke up.

Hua Yang's face stiffened, and he said stiffly, "I won't."

Han Yilou followed his line of sight and stroked the corners of his eyes lightly, knowing that he had appeared a monster under the agitation of his mind, and slowly turned his back: "If you don't try, how will you know. If you win , You still walk your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge. You prove your way, and I prove mine.”

For some reason, I suddenly didn't want to embarrass this person.If he really doesn't want to be a demon, can he still be forced to do it, maybe one day he will smash the cave... This Taoist still doesn't understand that he has lived for thousands of years before he met such a pleasing person , although there is some hatred in it, after all, I can't bear him to be too sad.

This bet is also a bet with oneself.This Taoist priest has bumped into himself time and time again, and he doesn't believe that this time will be the last time.

Hua Yang couldn't help asking: "Are you really willing to let me go back?"

"Exactly," the fox said here, paused, and then said, "If you lose..."

Hua Yang obviously had the chance to win, and hurriedly said: "Then I am willing to be a demon!"

Han Yilou turned his back to him, with no expression on his face, only his eyes reflected the flames in the lantern, and smiled softly: "Whenever words are spoken, they are witnessed by the ghosts and gods of the past. Have you figured it out?"

As he was speaking, he heard the rustling sound behind him, looked back, and saw Hua Yang climbed down from the tree, and when he was four feet off the ground, he let go of his hands and walked towards him in a few steps.

"It's clear, it's all clear."

Han Yilou stretched out his hand and gave him a high five as an oath.The candle light flickered in the red gauze lantern, and Han Yilou saw that the oath had been fulfilled, so he took out a long-necked porcelain bottle from his sleeve, unscrewed the cork, and poured out a golden-red pill from the bottle, making Hua Yang After swallowing it, after a while, all the fox ears and tails disappeared.

Hua Yang touched behind him with his hands, and then randomly touched a few times on his head, his eyes suddenly shone.

Han Yilou couldn't help but sneered: "It's not that there is no interest in life, so why bother to pretend to waste my time..." When he said this, he suddenly fell silent, his face turned blue and white, and after a while, he said: "One day Gossip."

He inexplicably showed a gloomy look, and flicked his sleeves: "Take one pill every seven days, but you won't show any flaws. I'll wait for you for a year under the big locust tree in Yehuling, Baishi Peak. Before you arrive, I will personally go down the mountain to help you reshape your human form." .”

Huayang carefully put away the pills, thought he had disappeared until now, but when he heard Han Yilou propose a one-year agreement, he became a little bored again.

The fox remained expressionless, looked at Huayang steadily for a moment, and passed the red gauze lantern in his hand: "Twenty miles to the north, you can see the village."

Hua Yang took it silently, and found that the man's residual warmth was still on the handle, his eyelids trembled, and he felt hot immediately, and cupped his hands at the fox: "Just leave now." Turning around, he was about to leave.

Han Yilou suddenly said: "Xiao Daoist, the day I kidnapped you, there were other people in the Lu residence."

Hua Yang's footsteps suddenly slowed down.

The fox's brows were furrowed: "I was wary of their attack, but the two of them have been watching from the sidelines, observing their true energy, and they are of the same vein as you."

Hua Yang's eyes were bloodshot, his lips trembled for a long time, but he laughed out loud: "This is absolutely impossible."

Han Yilou said softly: "If you have been wronged in the Taoist temple, come here to find me."

As he spoke, he leaned against the old tree.The moonlight was like silver, slanting down from the branches and leaves, his figure gradually disappeared in the night: "Under the big locust tree in Yehuling, Baishifeng, just call, Han Yilou, and I will come out."

After all, he couldn't bear to be too sad.

Hua Yang covered his ears with one hand, held the lantern in the other, and ran northward for hundreds of steps before stopping. It was dark in front of him, only this lantern illuminated the road ahead a little red.