Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

It's getting dark, and it looks like it's going to rain.

After Xuehuai messed around with Yun Cuo, she still smiled and got down from his arms.

He knelt down to teach the gluttonous ghost: "Little Taotie, you are now a mature little glutton, and you have to learn to carry both father and mother at the same time."

The gluttonous ghost was reluctant, and after becoming bigger, he lay down on the ground, letting Xuehuai step up first.

As a result, when it was Yuncuo's turn, the gluttonous ghost lay down on the ground with a groan, refusing to move.The two had no choice but to go down to the ground again and summon the blue bird.

Xuehuai pointed at the little Taotie's nose and criticized it: "Stupid little Taotie, lazy little Taotie."

The gluttonous ghost groaned, crawled up to his shoulders and did not move, used his claws to pull Xuehuai's hair with peace of mind, and tried to eat a few strands of Xuehuai's hair.

Yun Cuo pulled a piece of red silk from somewhere, lowered his head and tied it around the neck of the Taotie ghost lying on Xuehuai's shoulders, and smiled softly in his eyes: "Brother Xuehuai, let's give Xiao Tao a holiday today. "

The little gray cat saw it and circled around their feet, so Xuehuai also picked up the kitten, and asked Yun Cuo to tie a mandarin duck knot on it as usual.

Both of them were very happy, even with the little animals, they gave birth to some hidden and indescribable joy.

In the end, I took the blue bird to pass.It started to rain halfway, and Yuncuo propped up a big red cloud umbrella, covering him and Xuehuai completely.

He asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to drive away the rain, Xuehuai?"

Xuehuai shook her head and said with a smile: "No, it's good to have some rain, it's beautiful."

Yun Cuo said: "But the clothes will get wet after a while."

Xuehuai leaned close to his ear solemnly, and whispered: "It's wet, why don't you help me take it off?"

Yun Cuo's ears felt hot, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind. After a long while, he answered "yes", which made Xue Huai laugh for a long time.

There is no one around Sansheng Stone.Probably it was exactly as Yuncuo said, because it was not an auspicious time.The fairy world sometimes pays attention to these superstitious tricks, sometimes just for peace of mind.

Because of the rain, the sky also looked a bit gloomy.Walking along the Wangchuan River, all the way is full of crimson Bana flowers.

They intertwined their fingers and walked over slowly. When they looked up, they saw a small official from the underworld sitting there, and waved to them from afar: "How are you, come to register?"

It was a very beautiful young man, so feminine that he looked like a woman, wearing a red dress.

Xuehuai didn't recognize him, but Yuncuo had a relationship with this person once, and knew that the opposite was the god transformed by the judge's pen.During the Great War of Gods and Demons, it was the Judgment Pen that awakened the memory of Fuli Emperor Xingyi at a critical moment, enabling him to break through the fifteenth pass of the Demonic Dao, and cooperate with Yunyan's army to repel the offensive of the Demon Realm.

He took Xuehuai over, nodded, and asked the young man about the procedure.

The judge pen pointed casually: "It's over there. The tallest and largest red stone is the Sansheng Stone. Although we in Hades do not arrange the whole wedding process for Taoist couples, this is not under our control, but do you want some souvenirs?"

Xuehuai asked curiously, "What souvenir?"

The judge pen said: "There are eight types in total. Generally, we make them for young Taoists as tokens, such as rings, scratching heads, jade pendants, hairpins, sachets, concentric bells, concentric locks, etc. Of course, they are free of charge. It may not look good, but if you want to customize, we also have descendants of Luban here, who can create the style you want."

Xuehuai looked at the sample picture he gave, and felt that although it looked good, it was unnecessary. He already had a lot of gadgets, whether they were his own or someone else’s gift, and was about to decline politely, but Yun Cuo suddenly said: "Let me see."

Xuehuai also stopped talking.

Yun Cuo's eyes lit up, he looked down at the drawings one by one, picked out the pattern, and asked again: "I made this, and I wear it with him, will others know that I am with him?"

The judge pen smiled and said: "That's right. Our keepsakes are made of Nuwa jade and Fuxi gold, and each pair is unique. Immortal Master Yun may not have experience, but the keepsakes made of this material have a color of The blue color is taken from Jitian, which is also the place where Fuxi and Nuwa promised to spend their whole life together and gather and scatter clouds, that color, others will know that you are a married person at a glance."

Yun Cuo took the material he handed over, his eyes a little moved.

Xuehuai also leaned over to take a look.It is a very pure and peculiar blue, and it is indeed very recognizable—after looking at it for a long time, it seems that you can see flowing clouds, flying birds, sun, moon and stars from that color. If there is a color that can be used to describe time and years, This color is out.

Xuehuai said, "What if you don't want this material? Do you have Suzaku Jade or Xiushan Cui?"

No matter how beautiful it is, but he alone can see this color, and Yun Cuo can't see anything, which is unfair.

Yun Cuo stopped him, and looked up: "Brother Xuehuai, this is what I want."

Seeing his appearance, Xuehuai's heart softened all of a sudden, "...Really?"

Yun Cuo nodded, and said in a low voice, "Although I can't understand it, but... that's what I want."

Xuehuai said, "Okay then."

He handed this matter over to Yun Cuo.The original intention of the two of them was forgotten—Judge Pen quickly summoned the descendants of Lu Ban and the Flower Demon of the Other Bank, and began to make tokens for them on the spot.

According to Yun Cuo, he wanted all of these things, and he wanted a pendant for the gluttonous ghost and the little gray cat.He held the gluttonous ghost in his arms, and asked the gluttonous ghost to measure the size of his neck seriously and nervously, and then called Xuehuai, asking him to measure the size of his fingers too.

On the contrary, Xuehuai became the one with the most leisure time, and the advice she occasionally gave was just: "Don't use the hairpin, I seldom tie my hair up."

"And this jade pendant, just make one pair, what do you want to do twenty pairs?"

……

Later, when he was bored, he said hello to Yun Cuo, and touched the lettering first.

Sanshengshi is different from what he originally thought.Clear as water, deep red inside, like a huge ruby.

There are layers of names hidden in it, and there is a compass-like black thing on the side, filled with fine sand.

Xuehuai was a little curious.He thought about it, and tried to write the three characters "Murong Mi".

Soon, the crimson spar in front of my eyes shone slightly, and a few words emerged: "Life and death float and sink, and the front edge is cut off."

Xuehuai looked at those words, smiled and sighed, and erased the words on the sand table.

He asked the judge's pen from a distance: "Is it enough to just engrave the name?"

The judge pen also shouted from a distance: "Yes! Young Master Xue, you can just engrave characters directly!"

Seeing that Yun Cuo was still discussing the details with the craftsmen, Xuehuai muttered softly, "Then I'll write it first."

Gathering mana at his fingertips, he wrote earnestly and with an intensity close to piety:

——The cloud is wrong.

For some reason, he remembered that the first time they met alone in this life, Yun Cuo leaned over from behind and held his fingers like this.

The fragrance of ink smudges, one stroke, two strokes, the dark gesture moves down, encounters the first bend, and then closes the brush almost continuously, and presses down along the convergence force.

In his previous life, he had written this person's name countless times, but he never thought that his name would be put together with his name in this form.It's amazing to think about it.

Xuehuai felt very satisfied after writing Yuncuo's name, and called him casually: "Hey, Mr. Yun over there, please come over and write down the name of your Taoist companion. If you don't write it down, I will write it all down."

With a smile in his eyes, he wrote to him with his own name.

As expected, Yun Cuo turned his head back, and hurriedly said: "You keep it for me—Xue Huai!"

After the word "Xuehuai" came out, Xuehuai immediately noticed that Yun Cuo's eyes had changed - as if he had seen something very scary, and even his tone of voice became ferocious, it was panic and worry .

As if there was something behind him.

Xuehuai subconsciously wanted to look back, but there was nothing behind her, but something scorching and scalding slowly penetrated the top of her head, faintly about to descend.

The next moment, his whole body was thrown backwards among the flowers on the other shore.The petals were heavy, and his body was soft, but his whole body ached, and his ears exploded. The world was silent for a moment, and then he heard the sound after a long while.

That was the sound of heaven and earth collapsing and gravel falling.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw Yun Cuo standing in front of him, silent.

At that moment, Xuehuai's heart was cold. He tried his best to get up and hug Yun Cuo, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong? Yun Cuo, are you okay?"

The judge pen on the other side was also dumbfounded.

"Are any of you going through the tribulation? How can there be thunder at this time?"

Three to five feet away from the two of them, the Sansheng Stone, which was as huge as half a mountain, was chopped off by a rolling thunder!

Yuncuo was slapped left and right by Xuehuai, tried to wake up, and comforted him and said: "It's okay, it's okay, fortunately I blocked it. Are you okay, Xuehuai?"

Xuehuai's face was pale, and she looked down at his injury: "You are bleeding. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't insist on coming today."

A steady stream of blood was flowing down Yun Cuo's back.Xuehuai himself had just experienced a thunder calamity not long ago, so he knew without looking at it that Yun Cuo's back must be cracked and bloody at this time, and the sky thunder has the attribute of restraining and killing, and this wound will never heal for a long time.

He didn't realize it himself, there was a slight cry in his voice.

But his face is still very calm: "You don't move, don't talk. Let's spend the night here in the underworld first, and I will heal your injuries."

Yun Cuo still has time to think about his token: "I'm fine, Xuehuai, our token has to be done."

He smiled and saw that Xuehuai was worried, so he leaned over and hugged him, patted him on the back, and comforted him softly: "I'm fine, I'm fine, brother Xuehuai. Maybe we will meet each other someday, don't sad."

The gluttonous ghost and the little gray cat hurried over, and groaned beside them.

Xuehuai didn't speak, got up on the spot, and supported Yun Cuo.

The judge's pen immediately led them the way and let them stay in the side hall of Hades to rest temporarily.

"Master Pluto has recently retreated and cannot come out to entertain guests. I will send all the best medicinal materials over in a while, and then I will go to the descendants of Nuwa to report for repairs and check the breaking of the Sansheng Stone. Please rest well." Judge Pen obviously also I have never seen this battle, and the guilt is beyond words.

Xuehuai took the scissors and cut Yun Cuo's wedding dress - he didn't feel bad about cutting such a expensive custom-made wedding dress at this time.

He carefully applied medicine to Yun Cuo, performed a healing technique, and then went to decoct him himself.

"I'm sorry to bother you." He said calmly to the judge's pen, "but apart from repairing the Sansheng Stone, I also need to trouble you to help report to the Xinya Criminal Division of your mansion. Neither Yun Cuo nor I are in the calamity. Lei didn't come for the Sansheng Stone, he came for me."

He remembered.

The first time was a cold arrow in the fog, the second time the cliff broke, and the third time it attracted thunder.It's not that he was reborn with many disasters, but that he was deliberately targeted at all.

Xuehuai has never been more certain than now: someone is going to kill him.

He was asked to die again and again, unless there was blood and deep revenge.

The author has something to say: Yun is three years old: Brother Xuehuai, it doesn't hurt. (*￣︶￣)

Snow is four years old: QQ