Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

Where can he go?

Ever since he slipped his mouth last time, Fengdu has been tightly controlled by Po Meng, not even a fly can fly out.

Xiao Tong pushed the skeleton Kunpeng who had caught up with him within two steps, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became. If he knew that if he hadn't overcome his fear and played with Kunpeng, he would have died anyway.

After so many years of feelings for no reason, and then told him that he can only accompany him until he grows up.

What about after that?

Xiao Tong almost collapsed, trembling all over when he thought of it, and he couldn't bear the pain.

That was the saddest thing and the most powerless thing he had ever encountered in his life. Her mother-in-law would not soften her heart just because he acted like a baby, and Kunpeng would not foolishly follow his ass around because he was angry. Everything would disappear. He is the only one left in the world.

He ran aimlessly, his clothes were caught by branches, and the tears in his eyes kept falling like broken pearls. He felt that this was a catastrophe. He lost his strength in front of a tree and hugged the tree. Cried for a long time, "Why did you abandon me..."

The tree shook off pear blossoms all over the ground.

"I don't want to grow up..."

In the middle of the night, he could no longer shed tears, his voice was hoarse, and he was hiccupping and sobbing. He should go back, and Po Meng would be worried, but he hadn't cleared up his mood yet, and when he saw them, he would only be overwhelmed by endless sadness.

"I don't want to be alone."

His voice was ugly, his face was flushed from crying, his eyes were swollen into walnuts, and he even hugged the tree and asked, "Are you going to die too?"

"Will you leave me alone too?"

He lowered his head sadly, his small body trembling helplessly.

After a long time, an inaudible sigh came from the empty ghost town...

He looked up blankly, was it an auditory hallucination?

But he saw a pear blossom hanging down from the branch, caressing his cheek very slowly...

He opened his eyes wide and said after a while, "You...can you understand me?"

The pear blossoms were slightly hot, and the young him was hugged close to the warm tree trunk, for fear that he would catch cold at night.

This thing is too bizarre.

Xiao Tong couldn't believe it, this... this tree is really, really intelligent, and it will hug him...

Just as he was about to be happy with his new discovery, he immediately lowered his eyes, so what, everything will be gone...

He choked up again, holding the piece of pear tree with his bun-like hand, and asked cautiously, "...you will grow up with me too." He really hurt like hell when he mentioned this sentence, crying: "Just Leave me?"

If it will, then I will never come here again.

The little boy wept aggrievedly. When he saw the pear branch, his heart ached so badly that he hurriedly held him in his arms, but hated himself for not being able to speak, so he could only use a small pear branch to solemnly hook the little boy's little finger. .

The little boy looked at the connected fingers, and the gap in his heart seemed to be filled by something. Although he was sad, he seemed to have a little bit of resilience...

He finally fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, he only felt that last night was a dreamy fairyland.

His soft and painful eyes looked at this luxuriant and clean tree with clarity, and the faint pear blossom fragrance at the end of his nose made him feel very comforted.

The little boy pursed his lips, tentatively tapped the tree trunk with his knuckles, and whispered: "Tree Fairy, Tree Fairy, are you there?"

The pear tree did not move.

The child's nasal cavity is slightly sour.

In an instant, an extremely beautiful rain of pear blossoms fell.

The little boy raised his head slowly, and a little bit of starlight continued to shine in his eyes.He belatedly realized that the clothes on his body had returned to their original state without a trace of dust.

He moved his little finger and smiled knowingly.

Xiaotong didn't go back directly.

On the road, I found a few jagged dead branches and carried them on my back, and then I knocked on Po Meng's door and pleaded guilty.

Granny Meng made up for all the debts she owed Xu Yan to Xu Yan. She didn't have time to feel sorry for him, so she couldn't bear to blame him. She just said, "I can't run around like this in the future, I will worry about it."

The boy immediately swore to the sky.

Granny Meng called him to peel the lotus seeds together, and reasoned with him while peeling, saying: "You can't have both ends in the world. Seeing your ghost brother, watching You Guang who is in a coma forever, I feel very satisfied. If he is like you last night all day Complaining and mourning like that, suffering so much, may die early, and there is no hope of seeing You Guang again."

The little boy nodded again and again, recalling the unsolved mystery last time, and asked, "Didn't You Guang sink into the River of Forgetfulness?"

"Not really."

"Huh?" The little boy leaned in front of him curiously.

Granny Meng smiled, and stuffed a crunchy lotus seed into his mouth, "It's been a long time ago..."

At that time, the wedding ceremony was played for hundreds of miles, thousands of ghosts crawled on both sides of the river to see each other off, and one person deliberately hid among the ghosts, until the sharp sword light broke through the sky and stabbed straight at the high-spirited bridegroom on the horse. chest.

happy!

Hearty joy!

Even though his expression didn't change, Xu Yunfan was so smart, he could tell the power of the fairy sword with just one glance, and it would cost him half his life if he didn't die.

...It's a pity that he couldn't kill him with one blow.

The only unexpected thing is that the ghost king really wants to kill You Guang.

His heart trembled, and he rushed out, a little Guanyin mole on the center of his brow turned white with tension.

How come, that's the person Xianjun cares about the most. Isn't it enough that the ghost king has killed all his relatives?

Why didn't even You Guang let go...

It is impossible for him to make a mistake in his judgment, and it is impossible for those true feelings to be fake...

What exactly went wrong?

How could anyone be so ruthless!

Many things only happen in a flash. If Xu Yunfan had time to think about it, he thought he would never be like this. Xu Yunfan sighed helplessly.

He didn't expect that when he was still so selfless, he would jump into the river of forgetfulness by himself in order to save Xianjun's sword.

When sinking into the river, he even thought mockingly to himself, Wang Chuan is so powerful, maybe the sword has already lost his soul and made him die in vain.

He also thought about his own cultivation base, if he came here, he would not die, so what effect could it have?

But there was indeed an accident, the Guanyin mole between his eyebrows glowed with a faint golden light, enveloping his whole body, it was still too weak to face Wang Chuan, he was swallowed in just half a cup of tea...

Fortunately.

fortunately.

in time...

He threw out You Guang, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and shook his head with a smile. In vain, he still laughed at the ghost king.

But at the end of the day, I remembered that the spring was just right, the fairy was graceful and graceful, falling on the railing, and the infinite scenery was in the jade pot...

……

The little boy frowned with a complicated expression.

"Does the young master hate him?"

The little boy shook his head, "It's just a pity..."

"Why?"

The little boy couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head, but he had never heard of this story before, so he was quite curious, so he asked: "It must be the sword that cut Granny Meng on the top of the Uppong during the heavy snowfall that night."

"Smart." Granny Meng swept the lotus seed husk aside, "When the old man found it, his meridian had been cut off. To put it harshly, it is no different from the same dead sword, and he may never wake up again in his lifetime."

"I'm hesitant, should I tell Ghost Lantern..."

"Let's tell." Xiaotong continued, "If you like someone like that, even if it's a corpse, you still want to see it."

After finishing speaking, Xiaotong rubbed his chest, "It's strange, I always feel like I know such a person." Then he unconsciously rubbed his little finger.

Granny Meng's smile froze, and she changed the subject, "I saw him wanting to die in Abi Hell, so I left the sword by his side."

Later, I wanted to destroy the flower on the other side of the Forgotten River by myself, but I was caught first...

"Xu Yan..."

The little boy smiled and said, "Whose name is this? It's pretty nice, Xu Yan...Xu Yan..."

Granny Meng covered her mouth, deeply regretting, she never told him the names of these people, especially Xu Yan, especially Shen Linyu, she was afraid that he would remember one day, and also afraid that he would only half understand what he thought, and his heart would be exhausted. Therefore, I often tell him stories, so that even if he dies in the future, he will not be as indifferent as before and die in martyrdom.

Children are very forgetful, and with a few gags, the child put the matter aside, holding a lotus pod in his arms to distribute to the wild ghosts in Fengdu, Kunpeng is the most greedy, and he wants to grab the last share from him after eating.

He bared his teeth and threatened Kunpeng, Kunpeng opened his ribs and slapped his ribs, refusing to let anyone else go.

Until he ran in front of the pear tree, Kunpeng suddenly slammed on the brakes and disappeared into the sky.

Child: "?"

"Why did he run away?" the little boy climbed up the indifferent pear tree with his agility, and found a branch to sit on.

Sitting and peeling lotus seeds, he babbled, "I brought you a big handful, but I realized that you don't have a mouth, and you can't eat it, so I sent it to everyone."

"I ate a lot at Po Meng's place. I gave it to Kunpeng if I wanted to tease him, but I ran away without perseverance. No wonder I can only be a skeleton!"

As Xiaotong talked, one of the lotus hearts under his hand rolled down. He was busy picking it up, but he forgot that he was on the tree, so he leaned over and fell with his head down. He closed his eyes tightly in fright.

The pain he imagined did not come, as if he was strangled by something, he quietly opened half of his eyes, only to find himself half-hanging in the air, and hurriedly hugged the only support point of the tree branch on his waist.

But the tree fairy put him down gently, half of his body was stained with pear blossoms.

The little boy grinned, showing more than a dozen glutinous rice teeth, his face was round, and his two dimples were extremely cute, "Thank you tree fairy!"

The tree wanted to return to its original state, but it couldn't hold back and stroked the top of his head.

The little boy went back to the hall happily, his heart beating so hard that he couldn't stop, he grabbed Granny Meng to talk about today's affairs, but for some reason he didn't want to say it so clearly, he hoped that the tree fairy was his secret, "Grandma Meng , have you ever seen the pear tree in front of the ghost king's hall? I think it seems to be very...spiritual!"

The little boy clapped his palms, proud of his intelligence, "Yes, spiritual!"

"What kind of spirituality, you just saw the beautiful flowers on his branches." Meng Po nodded his head.

The little boy laughed straight, "Why are most of the dead branches in the ghost town, but he is the only tree so beautiful?"

"Xu is the aura of the Immortal King and the Ghost King," Meng Po said, "After the two of them passed away, the pear blossoms in the bun were idle. I thought about the past and buried the pair under the tree. never withered again."

It turned out to be a love tree, and the boy's face was red and hot.

With bright eyes, he continued to ask, "Why did Kunpeng run away as soon as he saw that tree?"

"The pear blossom tree is nourished by the ghost king and guarded by immortals, so no evil spirits dare to approach it."

What's more, there is also the weird aura of Tiandao.

Granny Meng is old, and she only wants to take care of the boy for the last time. She covers the boy's eyes with her knuckle-protruding hand, "It's time to sleep."

Xiaotong's unfinished words were pressed back into his stomach, but he was still happy, and no one else could go there, it was just my pear tree.

In the dream, the eyebrows and eyes are smiling and bent into crescent hooks.

?Shen Xuanhe

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