The Devil is My White Moonlight

Fumo Town, Pleasure Inn.

In the Tianzi No. [-] room, the wind howled and black smoke filled the air.Not long after, the black smoke gradually gathered into a human shape, hanging on the soul lamp.

Before Zhang Jinjin could speak, the soul asked, "Who are you and why did you call me?"

"Next, Zhang Jinjin, is a wandering businessman. Is your Excellency A Guluo of the Demon Realm?" Zhang Jinjin's eyes did not blink, staring at the black smoke figure, as if he wanted to see the clue from his face.

"Ah...Gu...Luo..., I've never been called that name."

"Then let's put it another way, Your Excellency is Gu Qingqiao?"

"Qingqiao, Qingqiao," the soul said softly, as if the name combined joy and pain, spanning a long time.

"How is it? So what if it's not?" The soul didn't answer directly.

"If you are, I can help you avenge." Zhang Jinjin squinted at him.

"Revenge?" The voice was low, and the teacups and trays on the table were buzzing like thunder, and there was a trace of bloodthirsty cruelty in the ending, "You help me avenge, so what do you want from me?"

The copper coin was a little scared, and hid under the cabinet with a meow.

Zhang Jinjin was very natural, Shi Shiran said: "I'm a businessman, I just need to make a profit. You don't need to trust me, you just need to know that my interests do not conflict with yours."

"Interesting." The words in the black smoke carried a hint of interest, "You are quite courageous."

"It's a matter of wealth and danger. Sigh, it doesn't matter so much, ah...Senior Gu Qingqiao, if you are ready, I will cast a spell to transform you."

"Senior?" Gu Qingqiao was a little surprised, "I'm dead...how many years have I slept?"

"No more, no more, just 50 years."

"50 years..." Gu Qingqiao was silent, 50 years, what an embarrassing time, enough for a person to spend a lifetime, but not enough for a period of time to forget.Alas, let's not think about it so much. Anyway, when I come back to this world, I will always have a chance to see it for myself.

"My body is destroyed, how do you resurrect me?"

Zhang Jinjin didn't speak, took the Qiankun bag and began to take things out.I saw him take out a clean bottle, a pill, and a stack of charms from the Qiankun bag.

"Juxingshui, Yutidan, Dinghun Talisman? Young Master, they are all good things here!" There was a lazy smile in the deep voice, "Now I have a little faith in your sincerity."

Zhang Jinjin rolled his eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went straight to the lotus plate.

Zhang Jinjin surrounded the lotus plate densely with a spell, pinched it with his left hand, and the Yuti Pill immediately turned into powder and mixed into the ashes, and slowly poured the Juxing water into the ashes with his right hand.Then he took a step back, chanted the spell in a low voice, burst out a spiritual ball with both hands, and poured it into the lotus plate.

Like a drop of water splashing into a frying pan, the ashes on the lotus plate immediately turned up, and the soul condensed by the black smoke suddenly rushed down, spinning around the ashes.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and the ashes sprinkled with water were gradually kneaded into a small ball.Immediately afterwards, the ball stretched out in all directions, and the head, body, limbs, and human figures slowly appeared.The black smoke melted into the body, the lotus disc gradually disappeared, and finally with a "pop", the flame of the soul lamp exploded, changing from weak to bright before, and a body was already lying on the bed upright.

Zhang Jinjin's legs gave way, and he sat down on the chair in front of the table, and took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat.Tonight, breaking the formation and hurrying, and the transformation ceremony, is more laborious than imagined, but fortunately, it is finally completed.

Zhang Jinjin rested for a while, then stepped forward to check the body.

The man on the bed.The shoulders are wide and the waist is thin and the legs are slender. There are no exaggerated muscles, but there is strength in the thinness.The emotion in Zhang Jinjin's heart has not yet formed, a hand with long fingers suddenly hit him.Zhang Jinjin took a step back like lightning, but made no other moves.That hand had pinched his throat.

"The one who should be worried now is you!" Gu Qingqiao whispered in his ear. "Believe it or not, I will crush you to death now, and see who will come to uphold justice for you, a lowly hybrid demon?"

Zhang Jinjin had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, the pupils were pitch black, but when he looked closely at the light, there was a faint blue light in his eyes, and there was a thin gold border around the pupils, which was the symbol of the blood of the demon race.

"Aren't we the same?" Although it was difficult to speak, Mr. Zhang still had a smile in his peachy eyes.

Around Gu Qingqiao's eyes, brown-gold circles of light flashed away.

Suddenly, Zhang Jinjin stretched out both hands, grasping Gu Qingqiao's wrist, and the spiritual power in his body rushed out along the meridian of Gu Qingqiao's arm towards the opponent's Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Gu Qingqiao's whole body shook violently, and he couldn't help but relax.

Zhang Jinjin's devilish energy was released as soon as he released it, he knew it in his heart, and met Gu Qingqiao's eyes.

"Your magic crystal is gone."

Just like cultivating Taoism in the human world, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, transforming it into spiritual power through the golden core, and storing it in the sea of ​​consciousness.The demons are born with magic crystals, and the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by cultivating Taoism will also be transformed and stored through magic crystals.Even monsters have demon pills, which are transformed by their own spiritual power.The ancient Qingqiao magic crystal has been destroyed, unable to transport the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is like a useless person.

"Do you still want to help me avenge me now?" Gu Qingqiao's tone was still lazy, but there was a dark look in his eyes.

Zhang Jinjin was silent for a while, hesitantly said: "There is a way, but..."

"But what?" Gu Qingqiao raised his eyebrows.

"The demons have a long lifespan, and the magic core is born with you. You have lost the magic crystal, and your body is no different from ordinary people now. Even if I can give you something to increase your magic power, you still need a core to convert it." He looked up Looking at Gu Qingqiao, he patted him on the shoulder: "Let's rest today, and discuss this matter slowly."

As soon as he left the room, the frivolous smile on Zhang Jinjin's face disappeared completely. He winked at Mu Lin who was guarding the door, and the two went to the next room.Zhang Jinjin said in a low voice: "Sure enough, the magic crystal has been destroyed. To restore his strength, he still needs to go to the south."

"Okay, I'll go." Mullin nodded.

"Well, go and come back quickly. I also take the opportunity to see what the old men want."

Mu Lin glanced at him and nodded, "I'll see you in Nanping." After speaking, he jumped out of the window and disappeared without a trace.

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Gu Qingqiao slept in the inn until noon before slowly waking up from his dream.The dream was full of strange lights and sounds, all kinds of colors and sounds were mixed together in a mess, and I felt a headache when I thought about it.Before I opened my eyes, I felt a fluffy warm thing sticking to my cheek, and the little fluff was fluttering on my face, a little itchy.

Gu Qingqiao opened his eyes, the coin cat was lying on the pillow, sleeping soundly with him head to head.He propped up half of his body and scratched his little furry head. Copper Coin gave him a sleepy look, buried his head in his little paws, and continued to sleep soundly.

There are two sets of men's clothes on the table, including inner jacket, middle jacket, jacket, and vest. They are all ready-made clothes from a shop on the street, and the style is ordinary. There are two pairs of boots on the ground.Gu Qingqiao was not too polite, he got out of bed and put on his clothes, his pants and boots fit well.As soon as he finished dressing, Zhang Jinjin came in with the inn boy, holding a basket of steamed buns wrapped in oiled paper.

The man put down the hot water basin in his hand, bowed, and exited the door.

Fang Jinjin looked at Gu Qingqiao with a smile: "Get up!"

"En." Gu Qingqiao rinsed his mouth with green salt, picked up the cloth towel, washed his face with hot water, and sat back at the table.

Zhang Jinjin looked at him.The young man in front of him was about 20 years old, with a thin body and pale complexion, and his eyes were as black as night.However, looking carefully against the sun, the color of the fundus of the eyes is dark red, and there is a circle of gold around the pupils, but it is not obvious, but close to brown.The jaw line is tough and sharp, with a lazy smile on his lips, as if he doesn't care much about everything.

Gu Qingqiao ate a bun and asked casually, "What are your plans?"

"Let's go to Nanping."

"Nanping? Why?"

"There is an old man there, and he has something that can restore your magic power."

Gu Qingqiao raised his eyebrows.

After eating the buns and cleaning his hands, Gu Qingqiao followed Zhang Jinjin out of the inn.

The sun is shining outside.

How long has it been since he saw the sun, Gu Qingqiao squinted his eyes, although he didn't feel much in the past 50 years, but his state of mind has really changed.

The two came to Linxian Tower.Zhang Jinjin came here once in the morning, and listened to the book once under Xiao Li's hospitality, and now he came again. The storyteller had already left, so he sat in his usual seat and ordered two plates of snacks and a pot of tea , drink slowly.

Gu Qingqiao didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, he just sat quietly and looked at the townspeople drinking tea around him.

"Hey, have you heard? Last night, something happened in the mountain over at the Fumo Pagoda!" The voice from the table next to him was slightly louder.

"What happened?"

"This morning, old man Li from the west of the city went to the mountains to collect firewood. Unexpectedly, he saw three people lying in the grass, with wounds all over their bodies, bleeding from the seven orifices, and died unexpectedly."

"Yes, I heard that too. Someone went to the yamen this morning and brought the body back. My cousin who worked in the yamen said that it might be a group of tomb robbers who dug up the grave and found ghosts. The ghost caught up and claimed his life!"

Gu Qingqiao raised his head and glanced at Zhang Jinjin, from his smiling eyes, he vaguely saw a trace of sternness.Those three people obviously died in the cave, but they were found outside the mountain this morning, which means that someone had come to investigate last night.

A man who looked like a scholar hurried in, holding a few pamphlets in his hand, and sat directly beside Zhang Jinjin.

"Come?" Zhang Jinjin asked lazily, "Have you brought the sample?"

"Yes, these are the few books, take a look."

What the scholar brought was a small picture album that is currently popular in the market, with pictures on each page and stories below, all of which are strange legends and folk anecdotes that the common people like to hear.

Zhang Jinjin looked through it and felt satisfied.He told the scholar: "Print one hundred copies each first, and add more if the sales volume is good. Also, you can follow up on the matter of the tomb robbers last night, and write it when the time comes. The place here is a bit out of the way, and it is not as easy to sell as in big cities. I will send other people over to bring you some picture books and story books from other cities, and let them take away the special stories here after you have printed them. Fumo Town and several nearby small towns, you have full control over the business, and at the end of the year Dividends are split between three and seven."

The scholar was overjoyed, he quickly agreed and got ready to start work.In a moment of excitement, I couldn't hold the book firmly, and with a "click", a booklet fell at the foot of Gu Qingqiao.

Gu Qingqiao lowered his head and took a look: there was a fighting scene printed on the album, and the name was "The Immortal Master of Linmoyuan Fighting the Demon General".

He reached out to pick up the book, and looked at the scholar: "Can you show it to me?"

"Okay, okay, no problem. I still have more over there." The scholar was happy to push the boat to sell his favor, packed up the remaining books, and left in a hurry.

"Let's go, we'll see when we go back." Zhang Jinjin got up to settle the accounts, and strolled back to the inn.

Zhang Jinjin was busy all afternoon.

With Mu Lin not around, he had to do everything by himself.Now that the decision to go south has been made, the business here must be well managed, and some things on the way south must be prepared in advance.

I wrote a few letters at the inn, then hurried to the letter bureau, and then went to a carriage and horse dealership to hire a car and a horse. Mr. Zhang was so busy that he didn't even touch the ground.While he was busy, he gritted his teeth. I am a wealthy and idle person, so why did I get involved in these mundane things?

After finally coming to an end, Zhang Jinjin pushed the door and entered Gu Qingqiao's room.

There is no one in the room.

There is a booklet on the table, which is "The Immortal Master of Linmoyuan Fighting the Demon General" brought back at noon. The scholar's drawing is good, and the storyline is clear and smooth.The book can be turned to a page, and the scene of the funeral is painted: the green hills are faint, the funeral procession is completely naked, and the spirit flags are fluttering.All the people on the side of the road bowed down and wept bitterly.The following line of small characters read: "One year later, Immortal Master Mu was exhausted and passed away. The immortals and people all over the world are in pain. The long pavilions for ten miles are all seeing people off; the cottages and city halls are full of bitter cries."

"Meow~" The copper coin jumped onto the table, and pressed its small head against Jin Jin's wrist.

Zhang Jinjin went out with the cat in his arms.

The ancient green bridge is beside a small river.The river is not wide, it flows down from Fumo Mountain, crosses the west of the town obliquely, and winds away.There is a small stone bridge on the river. There are no bridge rails, just two wide stone slabs. Gu Qingqiao sits on the edge of the stone slabs, with his feet hanging in the air, his eyes staring at the river water under his feet.

He doesn't know how he got here.Just now at the inn, I flipped through the little album.The painting is good but slightly exaggerated, I lack interest, flipping through it, and saw that picture.

I heard Zhang Jinjin say last night that when 50 years have passed, I was already prepared in my heart. Fifty years have passed, so people may be old, but those who cultivate immortals live longer than ordinary people, and there are even rumors that those who have attained Taoism can prolong their lives for thousands of years.Mu Xiyun, the only person worth remembering in the previous life, maybe he is destined to see him again, even if it's just a glimpse from a distance.

I also thought about it, maybe he has forgotten himself a long time ago, and he is practicing in the fairy gate; maybe he has found a Taoist companion, the harp and the song.It doesn't matter, as long as he's doing well.

But now, I only got those eight words: "I'm tired of going back to heaven, let go of this world!"

Weary of returning to heaven, let go of the mortal world!

Gu Qingqiao's heart was instantly emptied.

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"So that means, we woke up at the same time?" At this time, Mu Xiyun was sitting on the grass, with his back against the plum tree of Tianji Peak, the sun shone on his jade-colored face, and he squinted slightly because of the glare. Binocular, like a lazy kitten.

"Yes! But I didn't know it at the time." Gu Qingqiao sat behind him, wrapped his hands around his shoulders, and gently kissed the cheek of the man in his arms, "So when I read the script that day, I... "

"Since you believe it, why do you still come to Yiyun Town?" Mu Xiyun plucked the hair from her cheeks, and turned her head to look at Gu Qingqiao behind her.

"I'm just..." Gu Qingqiao paused, the eyes of the person in front of him were smiling, his cheeks were as transparent as sunlight, and his ruddy lips had a thin gleam of water...

Feeling hot in his heart, Gu Qingqiao gently pulled Mu Xiyun's shoulder with one hand, and caressed the back of his neck with the other hand. After Mosuo licked twice, he leaned over and kissed his lips.

At first it was just light touch and slow pecking, but gradually the heat in his heart gradually increased, Mu Xiyun couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm", Gu Qingqiao suddenly exerted force on his hand, supporting the back of Mu Xiyun's head, deepening the kiss.

Lips and tongues intertwined, until both of them had difficulty breathing, the lips parted reluctantly.

"Well, why do you still come to Yiyun Town?" Mu Xiyun stubbornly picked up the topic.

Gu Qingqiao was a little embarrassed, and then lowered his head and kissed Mu Xiyun's cheek, looking at the Baishui River in the distance.

"I just want to come back to the place where you used to live. Here, I have the sweetest memories. I was rescued, and they must have plans for me. At that time, I thought, no matter what kind of life in the future , actually it doesn’t matter. I just want to go to the place where you lived again and keep all the memories firmly in my heart. From that moment on, my life has nothing to do with me. Only the memory of you is my everything .”

"Qingqiao..." Mu Xiyun's eyes were moist, he stretched out a hand, wrapped it around Gu Qingqiao's neck, and pressed his cheek against his chin.

"What about you? Didn't you also hear that I was crushed, what are you going to do?"

"Me?" Mu Xiyun's eyes were a little empty, and she leaned back into Gu Qingqiao's arms, "Elder Mo wants me to find my own chance, and I will probably just spend my life in a daze. Walking in the world, It's the famous fairy Mu Xiyun, your Ah Yun, who will always only stay at the moment on the high platform..."

A crystal tear rolled down the cheek, and was gently kissed by the distressed lover.

"Fortunately, we are all awake."

"Fortunately, we can still meet."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and continued to look at the sunset in the distance.

The sunset is red, and the world is just right, as long as you are by my side.

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