Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

That day and night was gloomy, Xu Yuan quietly left the bed.

——Xu Yuan wore away his favorite set of Yunni shirts and robes, inserted the most precious jade hairpin that he usually seldom wears, and mysteriously left a note, wanting to ask him to go up to the old place on the mountain to watch the sunrise.

Usually, Xu Yuan would be overtaken by Xue Xuanwei not long after he went out, so he deliberately slowed down, picking wild flowers by the forest while paying attention to the movement behind him.However, this time, Xu Yuan walked to the top of the mountain alone, and waited until the sun was bright, the bouquets in his arms were all wilted, and the foster father was nowhere to be seen.

But at this time, Xue Xuanwei's head was heavy, and the note in his hand was already drenched in cold sweat and wrinkled. He searched for the memory in his mind, but he couldn't remember where the so-called "old place" was, and he couldn't remember where he was with Xu Yuan. All kinds of experience.

It seems that everything in front of him has suddenly become far away... He looked at the dishes and cups in pairs at home, flipped through half of the scriptures copied on the table last night, and there was Xu Yuan's handwriting in the blank space.

Xu Yuan, Xu Yuan...

Xue Xuan pinched his temple in pain, and finally dug out some clues from his chaotic memory, took his sword and rushed into the mountain.

But when he found Xu Yuan, Xu Yuan was lying in a deep trap with a broken leg, twisted into a twisted shape, and a wooden thorn erected under the trap pierced his chest.He held a bunch of wilted wild flowers tightly in his hand, his open eyes lost their luster, but he kept looking at the sky, as if he was still waiting for someone to come.

——Xu Yuan was worried when he saw his adoptive father not coming. He took a shortcut down the mountain that he had never taken before, but accidentally fell into the trap abandoned by the Orion and died.

Little fluorescent souls floated around Xu Yuan.

Tomorrow is bright and bright, but Xue Xuanwei feels like falling into an ice cave, like a pair of invisible hands dragging him into a dark abyss.Kneeling in the trap, he carefully wiped off the blood and dirt on Xu Yuan's face, kissed the corner of his cold mouth, leaned over and took him into his arms, his shoulders trembling violently.

Xue Xuanwei transferred the spirit soul to Lu Deng again. He carried Xu Yuan's body and walked in the forest in a daze. He didn't know how long he walked until the sky was dark again. His eyes were red, and he spit out a mouthful of blood suddenly, and lost consciousness. .

... When he woke up again, he was on Mount Taichu.

Chao Xizhi twisted the veil stained with spirit dew, and wiped his forehead little by little.

A thin little child followed behind Chao Xi, with hair tied into balls and wearing a reformed Taoist gown, holding a small dish containing pills and calling "Master" in a childlike voice.

Chao Xizhi took the medicine dish, and pushed a pill into Xue Xuanwei's mouth without refusal, with a worried look on his face: "How could your soul be so severely injured? I made this elixir in a hurry, and it should be able to temporarily suppress your headache. .”

He looked at it for a while, worried about the efficacy of the medicine, stuffed another one for him, and said: "The corpse has been delayed for too long, and it is already going to be destroyed. I will arrange for someone to bury him in the back mountain first. Satisfied, I will move the tomb by myself later.”

Xue Xuan propped up his elbow slightly, and searched around. He was relieved when he saw the Zhuanlu lantern quietly leaning against the bed, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What corpse..."

"Just by your side... nothing." Chao Xizhi didn't continue.

Although Chao Xizhi didn't know what happened, but in Wuyou Tianxia, ​​his soul was injured, and he fell into the pain of losing his soul. He also knew that it was related to this Zhuanlu lantern that he never left.If he continues like this, he will torment himself to death sooner or later.

Chao Xizhi lifted the lamp: "The paper skin of this lamp is a little off, I'll take it to repair it for you, and you can take good care of your wounds."

As soon as he turned around, Xue Xuanwei firmly held down his wrist: "Give it back to me."

Chao Xizhi frowned: "Xuan Wei."

"Give it back to me." Xue Xuanwei hurriedly got up and got down, his lungs were churning, and he forced out another mouthful of blood.

Chao Xizhi was startled, quickly let go of her hand and put the lamp back, and helped Xue Xuanwei to sit back on the couch: "Okay, okay, I won't touch this. Your soul is hurt badly, you need to rest, and you can't get angry. "

After Chao Xizhi left, Xue Xuanwei leaned against the couch, poured a lot of spiritual power into the Zhuanlu lamp, and spread it into thick and soft white sand. Only a limp tail was exposed.

He stretched out his hand and hooked it, his little tail raised and patted weakly, then shrank back into the spiritual sand, motionless, like an egg yolk buried underneath.

...it looks like it won't stand up to several reincarnations.

He stopped disturbing the group of souls, and murmured: "Brother, why don't you wake up, do you still hate me...resent me for hurting you, killing you, and disturbing your sleep."

In the eyes of others, Xue Xuanwei is talented and intelligent, with a clear mind of Taoism, and he is the most likely to inherit the mantle of the master and ascend the Tao.

But no one knows that he has taught countless disciples the principle of inaction and tranquility, but he alone cannot achieve tranquility.The only bit of stubbornness in his life is right now, at this moment, in the lamp.

Holding the lamp in his arms, Xue Xuanwei left Taichu Mountain again.

He knew very well that this group of spirits could no longer withstand any other troubles, and if it continued, it would only add more pain to the senior brother.So he decided to try again, to give the spirit in the lamp, and himself—one last chance.

... After this time, regardless of success or failure, he can only let go.

Let this group of souls that should have dissipated long ago return to the space between the heaven and the earth and disperse into real fireflies. From then on, there will be no more Xiao Yihe in the world.

And this last time, he was reborn in a fetus that died of illness before it was born.

He was born on a winter day, when the first snow was about to fall, a middle-aged man in a brown-yellow Taoist robe rushed over, lifted him up high with a smile on his face, and showed off to the Taoists around him: "Look, my son! You are so handsome! You From now on, he will be the owner of our Wuxiang Mountain!"

A beautiful lady leaned against the bed, both worried and happy, covered her mouth and smiled: "Okay, put it down quickly, and be careful not to fall!"

The couple snuggled together, Father pinched the child's little cheek, thought for a long time, and said, "Let's call him Yao'er, and wish him a happy life."

Seeing that he was born safely, Xue Xuanwei cast a heart-protecting mana on the baby, took one last look at "Song Yao", turned around and staggered away from Wuxiang Mountain.

"...Brother, I wish you a happy and free life in this life."

Xue Xuan walked away against the wind, and let the memories in his mind pass quickly again. He walked to a strange town, fell down the sword, looked at the empty Zhuanlu lantern in his hand in a daze, and realized something after a while.

He only knew that he had mended Xiao Yihe's soul, but he didn't remember who he gave his soul to; he also knew that Xiao Yihe was still living somewhere in the world, but he couldn't remember where.His safety and fortune have nothing to do with Xue Xuanwei from now on.

This was the result of Xue Xuanwei letting go, but he felt a dull pain in his heart, and finally covered his face and wept.

The 70-year struggle is finally over.

On Mount Taichu, Chao Xizhi came to him with the pill, and when he saw him coming back from the outside with a pale face, he almost held his breath and was about to reprimand him immediately.Before he opened his mouth, he saw him enter the Fuyun Palace, and waved down a mountain protection enchantment: "From today, I will retreat. You will take care of all the affairs in the gate."

Zhao Xizhi looked at him, and felt that something was different, and it took him a while to realize: "Where's your lamp?"

Xue Xuanwei sat on the hall, staring at the front with heavy eyes, and seemed to have lost his mind. After a long time, he said: "...forgot."

As he said, he completely forgot, only the light of the sword on the cliff of trying the sword remained in his memory.But fortunately, the elixir refined by You Chao Xizhi stabilized his missing soul, so he didn't let him continue to forget.

From then on, he put that piece of unreliable warmth in his heart, closed the Fuyun Palace, and just became the master Xue of his Taichu Sword Sect.

In the first year, Wuxiang Mountain encountered a demon disaster, and the whole mountain was overturned. Xiao Songyao was wrapped in swaddling clothes and sent to the outer gate of Taichu Mountain. Xue Xuanwei knew nothing about it.

In No.15, during the grand competition within the sect, the elites from various mountains gathered together, Xue Xuanwei gave routine instruction on the high platform, his eyes swept over all the disciples under the sect, his eyes stayed on Song Yao for a short time, but finally moved away calmly.

And Song Yao followed behind the buttocks of the seniors, separated by eight hundred feet, and looked at the lofty Sect Master Xue with those blurred eyes, and his heart sprouted from then on.

The two have been entangled for a hundred years, and now they look at each other among thousands of people, but they don't know each other, just like meeting by chance.

In No.17, Song Yao temporarily lived in Chasing Moon Villa, and vomited blood in a fit of rage because of his refusal to marry, which aroused the heart-protecting mana that Xue Xuanwei had left on him, and at the same time, a long-lost spiritual consciousness finally broke through.

Xue Xuanwei, who was far away in Taichu Mountain, suddenly felt something, maybe it was the influence between the two souls, or maybe it was just a subconscious premonition.

70 years of waiting, countless times of replenishing the soul, was not in vain after all.

——Xiao Yihe woke up.

... Xiao Yihe himself knew what happened next.

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Xiao Yihe opened his eyes, Xue Xuanwei hugged him tightly as he promised him before, his breath was full of familiar breath, and he felt warm all over.He didn't know how long he had slept, as if his consciousness was still floating in a dream.

Xue Xuanwei also noticed that he moved: "Are you awake? But why..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yihe suddenly hugged his neck, buried one side of his face in front of his lapel, his back trembled slightly.

Feeling that the skirt of his clothes was soaked by a burst of dampness, Xue Xuanwei withdrew all his words, and only silently caressed his back, his movements becoming softer and gentler.Xiao Yihe buried himself on him, big tears fell out one by one, he wanted to say something, but the sound of crying leaked out when he opened his mouth, he felt ashamed, so he bit a piece of collar nearby.

Xue Xuan tentatively stretched his fingers to his cheeks, and felt that his hands were slippery.He had never seen Xiao Yihe cry like this, and his heart ached like a thread, he said softly: "Why are you crying, is it scary in the dream? Just forget about the scary, okay?"

"...Not good." If it wasn't for this dream, he might never know how hard Xue Xuanwei had done for him.Xiao Yihe finally spoke, he traced Xue Xuanwei's eyebrows and eyes carefully, whispered, "It's a very good dream, I will never forget it in my life."

Xue Xuan looked at him in confusion.

Xiao Yihe wiped away tears on his shoulder, smiled again, raised his head and kissed his lips for a long time before pressing his forehead against him: "You have to keep your word, and don't let me leave again."

Xue Xuanwei wiped away the water marks on his face with his thumb: "OK."

Obtaining the promise, Xiao Yihe was so happy that he still burrowed into his arms, squinting his eyes to ask for more intimacy, and rubbed against him like a cat for a while, his breathing gradually became chaotic, and he grabbed Xue Xuanwei's hand and put it in his own in a daze. on the belly.

After humming twice, seeing that Xue Xuanwei didn't respond, Xiao Yihe hesitated for a while, and whispered to his ear: "There seems to be something wrong with me, rub it for me..."

Xue Xuanwei was a little embarrassed: "But..."

Xiao Yihe was very hot, don't worry, he held Xue Xuanwei's hand to touch the place he felt was "wrong", and even bit his ear...

At this time, a mournful voice sounded from behind——

"...You two are shameless, it's fine to talk sweetly in front of us, and you still want to perform double cultivation on the spot?"

Xiao Yihe snapped back to his senses, and the hairs on his shoulders were about to explode. He looked back, only to find that Ning Wushuang and Ming Chunxi were sitting cross-legged in the shadows, and when he turned around, Xue Xuanwei was also sitting on a table On the small couch, she was sitting in her arms.

They were actually in an unfamiliar small room, with red silk hanging down their eyes.

Xiao Yihe endured the burning heat in his lower abdomen, but still refused to leave Xue Xuanwei half an inch, leaned close to him, and said slowly: "Have we been sold to a brothel?"

"..." Ning Wushuang saw that the two of them seemed to be glued to each other, and said angrily, "Yes, I will sell your first-night at a price soon!"

"Oh." Xiao Yihe crossed his legs, turned his head and asked Xue Xuanwei, twisting his hair tenderly, "Did you bring any money? I'm very cheap."

Ning Wushuang: "..."

You should really sell this flamboyant thing to a kiln!

It was still Ming Chunxi who couldn't stand it anymore, pulled Ning Wushuang into his arms, and explained: "When we came back just now, we obviously went back the same way, but for some reason, we got more and more strange, and when we came back to our senses, we entered by mistake. A yin city—here named 'Baiyun Fairy Township', located where the yin and yang worlds intermingle."

The two worlds of Yin and Yang would not overlap in this way, but something happened in Yuhe Town, which made the two worlds blurred, causing them to break into this place unintentionally.

Ming Chunxi looked out, there were figures of children running around outside the window, he said in a low voice: "The goblins here like to be lively, when we broke in they were preparing for a wedding, so they also regarded us as newlyweds who were going to get married Yes, we can’t help but welcome us in.”

Xue Xuanwei also said: "These fairies don't have evil spirits on them, we can leave later when we choose the opportunity, try not to disturb them."

"Oh." Xiao Yihe nodded thoughtfully.

They were talking secretly, discussing the time to sneak away.

A flower demon ran over and knocked on the door. Its cheeks were pink and its cheeks were red. The little flowers on its head were bouncing and blooming. It looked quite festive and lovely.After coming in with two sets of wedding clothes, it sized up the four people in the room, was suddenly confused, scratched its head and asked, "Which one of you is the bride?"

Xiao Yihe's eyes lit up, he raised his hands beamingly, and volunteered: "I! I am I am!"

Crowd: "..."

Ning Wushuang was so angry that he pinched him: It's better to sell this bastard!