Self-disturbance

Two years later, coordinates: Fengdu.

The streets of the ghost city are still bustling every day, and nothing seems to have changed.

Meng Po: "Oh, why are there so many undead today... my waist is so sore..."

Ma Mian gave her a pale look: "I have picked up so many undead, and I haven't seen you bring me any business..."

"By the way," Yutou leaned in front of the two of them while washing his bloody hands, "Has something serious happened recently? I think you have been very busy..."

"No, I haven't heard my Er Duzi say it..."

"Hey, my lord is here!" Granny Meng excitedly patted the greasy scales of the fish head, and unexpectedly got a dead fish eye turned up.

I saw Chu Xuan wearing green clothes, and beside him stood a man in red clothes who was about his age, and the two of them instantly became the focus of the ghost market.

Ma Mian immediately followed up with malicious intentions, quietly listening to their conversation, and saw the man in red approaching Chu Xuan: "Sir, look, what should we do?"

"Isn't it your business to slay demons and demons? Why do you ask me?"

"But there are really a lot of ghosts and ghosts on Mount Qingcheng!"

"I'm always busy..."

"Hey, ancestor, please help me, I really can't handle it..."

Chu Xuan: "..."

Ma Mian behind him burst out laughing.

"Who?" The red-clothed man's face immediately became gloomy, and the sharp scimitar was pressing against Mamian's neck at the moment, as if it could be broken in the next second.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! My brother spare my life!"

The man in red: "Who the hell is your younger brother?"

Ma Mian blinked: "Didn't you call my son Zuzu? Isn't that my little brother?"

The man in red: "..."

"Okay, don't be unreasonable, this is Hu Buqing, who is responsible for keeping the order in the world."

"Oh, Mr. Hu..."

Only then did Hu Buqing put down the scimitar in his hand, and groaned triumphantly at the horse's face.

Ma Mian thought: "This man really deserves to be beaten."

Then he asked sourly: "Then what is the so-called Mr. Hu coming to our ghost market this time?"

Chu Xuan explained: "He invited me to the world."

Hu Buqing finally raised his face at this moment, and nodded to Chu Xuan: "For some reason there are many monsters on Qingcheng Mountain, I plan to take your young master to catch monsters."

"Alright, count me in!" Ma Mian excitedly winked at Hu Buqing when he heard that he was going to the human world.

Hu Buqing: "..."

"It's nothing serious anyway, come if you want." Chu Xuan said helplessly.

"Oye!"

Hu Buqing: "..."

The world on the other side.

The Buddha said that there are eight kinds of suffering in the world, birth is suffering, old age is suffering, illness is suffering, death is suffering, love and separation are suffering, resentment and hatred will be suffering, not getting what you want is suffering, and the five aggregates are flaming.

After Luo Yunshu left Fenglin that day, he found a temple, hoping to be accepted.

But after the abbot guessed his fate, he refused to take him in for a long time, saying that he was not allowed to enter the Buddhist gate because of his karma.

At this time, there happened to be a monk in the temple who cared about the common people and was about to go on a trip. Looking at Luo Yunshu, he felt that the two were destined and planned to invite him to go with him.

Luo Yunshu thought about it and felt that this move was feasible. After all, before repaying that person, he first hoped to repent for the sins he had committed.

So the two formed a group to save the world together.

In the beginning, Luo Yunshu was not used to it. He would rush forward to see if it was his Chu Xuan whenever he saw someone from behind on the road, and would often wake up in the middle of the night because he dreamed of that person.

Fortunately, in the past two years, following Yunyou monk Yunshen to help everywhere, traveled all kinds of great rivers and mountains in the world, and tempered my temper.

Therefore, although he is not a monk, he has developed the courage of a monk to deal with it indifferently.

But Luo Yunshu thought that two years was enough.

Therefore, one night, Luo Yunshu approached Yunshen and told him that he was leaving soon, and it was time to go back and spend his entire life to repay the person who missed him day and night.

Yun Shen no longer insisted, after all, Luo Yunshu's relationship with the world has not yet ended, and he also understands that this person will go back after all.

But the date of departure has not yet been set.

On this day, when Luo Yunshu heard that Qingcheng Mountain was in trouble, as usual, he immediately notified Monk Yunshen to go catch the monster with him.

Fortunately, the two were very close to Qingcheng Mountain at this time, so they reached the foot of the mountain on foot within a short time.

Along the moss-covered stone ladder, the two climbed up the steps in gusts of gloomy wind.

Simply, the tourists on Qingcheng Mountain have already been scared away, so there is no need to worry about the future, and it will be more convenient to kill.

After half a day, Chu Xuan also arrived at Qingcheng Mountain. At this time, most of the demons and ghosts on the mountain had been artificially wiped out, which relieved their workload a lot.

In his spare time, Hu Buqing took Chu Xuan to sit on the rocks next to a clear spring, and suddenly asked: "Your Master and Luo Yunshu from the Fuzhu Gate are old acquaintances?"

Chu Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then asked unnaturally: "What?"

On the other hand, Ma Mian opened his mouth wide, acting even more exaggerated.

In the past two years, everyone knows that the word "Luo Yunshu" cannot be mentioned in front of the young master...

Ever since, Ma Mian kept blinking at Hu Buqing, signaling Hu Buqing not to ask any more questions.

Hu Hanhan thought he was winking at him again, so he continued to ask in a ignorant way: "If that's the case, what do you think of him as a person?"

Chu Xuan asked abruptly: "Why do you ask such a question suddenly?"

Ma Mian couldn't stand it anymore, he closed his eyes in despair and ran away.

Hu Buqing glanced at Ma Mian, then turned his head and smiled suddenly at Chu Xuan: "Mr. Luo has been following a monk for the past few years and doing good deeds in the world, so I want to ask about his character."

"Then stop asking, others are not nice." Chu Xuan answered simply and simply.

Hu Buqing raised his eyebrows: "Can you be more specific?"

Chu Xuan lowered his eyelashes: "It's a thief..."

"What?" Chu Xuan's voice was so low that Hu Buqing didn't hear it at all.

Chu Xuan hurriedly joked: "Hu doesn't know, you really don't know."

"Hey you!" Hu Buqing rolled his eyes and ignored Chu Xuan.

Suddenly, Chu Xuan seemed to hear a slight movement on the side of the creek, thinking that there was a new ghost, grabbed Hu Buqing and walked over quietly.

On the other side, Luo Yunshu followed Yun Shen to kill monsters and ghosts for a long time, panting, and finally rested by a small stream. He drank the sweet stream and always felt that something was wrong.

At this time, in the clear spring water, suddenly a face of Luo Yun expressing his day and night thoughts was reflected!

Luo Yunshu was taken aback, thinking that he was hallucinating because he was tired, and then he let out a "huh" and rubbed his sore eye sockets lightly. When he opened his eyes again, he found that beautiful face was still there. He kept looking at himself.

Luo Yunshu hurriedly turned his head and froze in place.

Chu Xuan, who was less than half a meter away, was staring at him.

But Ma Mian behind Chu Xuan saw Luo Yunshu, and hurriedly pulled Hu Buqing with a dazed face, turned his head and left.

Seeing that everyone was gone, Luo Yunshu smiled dryly at Chu Xuan, and in an instant, tears welled up from his eyes.

Chu Xuan stretched out his hand, and gently wiped away the tears on Luo Yunshu's cheeks with his fingertips.

Luo Yun burst into tears and laughed. He looked at Chu Xuan steadfastly, and suddenly asked: "This guest officer." Then, he took another look at the clear stream behind him, scooped up a spoonful of water, and gently put it on Chu Xuan. In front of Xuan, "Come to buy my weak water?"

"How many?"

"Only three thousand."

I am imprisoned for my son, and my son wants to trap me in my heart.

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