Heart Survey

Chapter 1775
Sitting in the cave watching the flying snow is like a thin curtain.

Xu Xianggan, who was carrying fish on a straw rope, came with snow.

"Senior Sister Zhao..." He said in a low voice, a little sad: "I want to... leave for a while."

Zhao Wuyan glanced at him calmly and said, "Okay."

On this day, Beixueling suppressed all divine passage techniques, was cold and lonely, and the frost knife cut the soul. It was indeed a bitter place.

Xu Xianggan couldn't stand it and wanted to leave, which was also a reasonable thing.

Just don't have to do this little childish modality.

Is it worth the tears?
Xu Xianggan deliberately threw himself into Senior Sister Zhao's arms to earn a little warmth, but when he saw Zhao's faceless eyes, he didn't dare to make trouble.

He walked in with his head down: "I'll cook this fish for Senior Sister first."

According to Wuyan, he wanted to say "no", but he felt that it was unnecessary to say this.

The road is long, and some entanglements are unnecessary.

Just looking at the tearful Zishu, she couldn't help sighing: "I thought it was such a big thing, he left him, why are you crying?"

"Uuuuu..." Zishu's cry, which had already stopped, suddenly intensified again, and plunged into Zhao Wuyan's arms, sobbing: "Jiang Qingyang has an accident in the demon world!"

Zhao Wuyan was stunned for a while, only then did he know the reason why Xu Xiangqian and Zi Shu were sad.

She knew that Zi Shu's love for Jiang Wang was not a love between men and women, but more of a kind of worship.Whether Tianyatai killed Ji Shaoqing or Guanhetai won the championship, she and Zishu were both present.Such Jiang Wang is indeed dazzling.Even she has some admiration, not to mention the pure-minded Zi Shu?

The meteors that crossed the sky when they were young will always attract young boys and girls to stop and look up for a long time.

Knowing that the idol has fallen, it is no wonder that this girl is crying.

However, Xu Xiangqian and Jiang Wang have always had a deep friendship.His sadness should not be described with only one sentence of vulnerability.

With a sigh in his heart, Zhao Wuyan stroked Fu Zishu's long hair, and said softly: "Jilaiyingcai is envied by heaven, and Jiang Wang is not alone in ancient and modern times. At least he has been brilliant, and he has not spent his life in vain, what do you think?"

Zishu wailed humbly: "I'd rather he was wasted, go to Longmen with me to be wasted..."

According to the colorless desire to say nothing.

At this time, Xu Xianggan had come out of the room and lowered his eyes: "Senior sister, the fish is in the pot, you will remember to drink the soup later."

"Where are you planning to go?" Zhao Wuyan thought about it and finally asked.

Xu Xianggan was a little surprised, and a little joy burst out in the sadness.

It should be noted that Senior Sister Zhao has not cared about him for a long time.

His pursuit never stopped.At the beginning, from Crescent Island, it has been entangled to Guanhetai, and then all the way westward, all the way to ask for warmth.According to Senior Sister's attitude, she had already loosened up, she smiled at him several times, and gave him several good looks.

But since the Emperor Lao Shizi Dong came to say "self-opening", Senior Sister Zhao seemed to be in a demon again, focusing only on cultivation.Totally left him out.

He hates thank you!

It looks good and hates it!
"Something happened to Jiang Wang, I will go to the demon world to see him and pay my respects." Xu Xiangqian's tone was soft, and he immediately assured: "I will come back to accompany senior sister!"

Zhao Wuyan said: "It's better to go to the demon world to see... The world is so vast, don't stick to the snowy ridge."

Xu Xiangqian didn't seem to understand the deep meaning of these words, he only said: "I know that senior sister cares about me, and I also know that it is very dangerous to go to the demon world. It's hard not to be jealous of a talent like me, and I will definitely be targeted by the demon clan. This is what happened to Jiang Wang... But as a member of the two arrogances of the horse mountain, I can't help but take a look, senior sister, don't worry, I will take care of myself and come back alive to see you!"

Zhao Wuyan was speechless for a while.

Xu Xiangqian took out a rather thick book from his arms, and handed it to Zhao Wuyan involuntarily: "Going to the demon world, the mountains and rivers are far away, I don't know when I will see you again. If you think of me, Senior Sister, please read me. poems!"

There are four big characters on the book - "Shenxiu Poems".

Zhao Wuyan was shocked and almost slapped it back on the spot.But thinking that the demon world is indeed a very dangerous place... I endured it.

Sins and sins, I usually read poems, but they are all the works of Master Shanzhu, or Mr. Chen Pu...

With Xu Gao'e's poetry collection of this level in her hand, even though she is innocent and pure, she still has a lingering sense of shame.

Seeing Senior Sister accepting it shyly, Xu Xianggan nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand: "Wait for me to come back!"

He turned around decisively, and went down the mountain in a dignified manner.

Long Chuan, Jiang Wang, Yan Fu, and Zishu have all bought this hard work. According to my sister, I want to buy it but I don't feel embarrassed to buy it. I am as considerate as myself. Of course, I want to give it away without any trace.

And it is the latest, most complete, the most attentive, and the version with comments and appreciation!
Zishu curled up in Zhao Wuyan's arms, turned his head to look at Xu Xianggan's back that was so far away, and said with tears in his eyes, "Senior sister, I..."

Zhao Wuyan held her down gently: "You are not allowed to go."

Zi Shu didn't say a word, then turned his head and buried himself back.

Saying take care is too shallow, saying goodbye is too deep, and nothing is appropriate.

Zhao Wuyan weighed the weighty collection of poems in his hand, and was about to throw it into the storage box, but he was finally curious about "how badly the poems can be written", so he turned a page from the back.

This page records the new poem that Xu Xiangqian wrote today——

"Thinking of Qingyang in Tianbei Snow Mountain"

It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's so cold.

I want to write a poem to mourn my dear friend, but I can't say it with sadness.

……

……

In the small courtyard in the north of Moyun City.

A bloody fight came to an end.

Chai Asi leaned on the iron sword and leaned against the wall wearily, only gasping for a moment.

It is the same set of secret swordsmanship of Heaven and Jedi, and he is very familiar with the tricks.

Under the guidance of Venerable Ancient God, he easily killed Yuanyong, who was at the Huaguohui double-flower red stick level, with only three moves.

And in the case of the Ancient God Venerable watching the whole process.

He and Yuanyong's two subordinates killed an indistinguishable one, and almost survived...

"Performing well."

The praise of Venerable Ancient God resounded in his mind.

Chai Asi suddenly regained his spirits.

He knew that he didn't perform very well in the fight just now, but when he asked himself, he did his best.

He grinned and said, "It's all well taught by the superior."

"Have you thought about what to do next?" the voice in the mirror asked.

Chai Asi was stunned for a while, and said, "Dispose of the body first."

"and then?"

"Wrap up and run away." After killing Yuan Yong, Chai A Si obviously thought about this issue seriously.At this moment, looking at the house where he has lived for many years, he is rather reluctant to part.

But a man is a family from all over the world, and the ancient mirror is in his hand, what can't you do in the world, where can't you go?
It is difficult to deal with the aftermath of Yuanyong's incident, so I can't do it, I will slip away.

"Can you run away?" an ancient god surnamed Jiang asked.

It has to be said that killing this kind of thing does have a huge impact on the monster.

Before the bloody slaughter, Chai A Si was still obedient, and eight poles couldn't make a fart.After slaying the three monsters, there was already a hint of fierceness.

He replied earnestly: "Shangzun, the little demon has considered it. This Yuanyong will definitely not be able to make a big deal of it when he comes out to extort money. He only brought two subordinates, which also shows this point. In addition, the place I live is very remote, Maybe they didn't know Yuanyong came to my house, and no one thought that I could kill him. As long as the body is cleaned up, there is still plenty of time to escape. I'm not an important role, and I leave the city empty-handed, and no one will care about me. "

Observing words and expressions is his life experience, and it is also a necessary survival ability for a little monster like him.In fact, he has a considerable degree of understanding of the minds around here.

This guy Yuan Yong is very fierce and lonely, and he does not recognize his six relatives in the Water Curtain Hall, only wealth is the picture.Suddenly disappearing for a few days, it is estimated that no one cares.

By the time Shuiliantang really came to this place, his shadow of Chai Asi was gone.

What about the flowers and fruits?What about the Moyun Ape Family?

The demon world is so big, how can you plow it all at once?
The voice in the mirror asked, "Then where are you going to escape?"

"Shenxiang Huahai!" Chai Asi said confidently: "The shop that I often go to sells medicine is a branch from Shenxiang Huahai, and it does business with kindness. I have already inquired about the situation there. , I know very well about there. I ran over to hide my name, and designated it to be calm! After ten or eight years, I might be able to come back."

The ancient god in the mirror was silent for a while...

The little puppy demon, thinks quite thoughtfully, and wants to run to the sea of ​​​​sweet flowers.

Isn't that getting further and further away from the civilization basin?

Furthermore, if you regard "God's Will" as a pool of water, if the surroundings of you, A-Si, are too peaceful, wouldn't the tiny ripples brought by me, an outsider, be too conspicuous?
"What about the leader of the Golden Balcony Fighting Club?" the voice in the mirror asked.

"Where's Spider Lanruo?" the voice in the mirror asked again.

"Where's your home?" The voice in the mirror continued to ask.

The three questions of the soul fell, and the excitement that had arisen just after killing the demon disappeared in an instant.

Chai Asi's expression became depressed, and the light in his eyes dimmed. He slowly lowered his head and beat his forehead slowly and hard: "But... but what should I do?"

"Don't be sad, don't be nervous. Think about it, is it irreversible?" The voice in the mirror was very patient: "Since time immemorial, no monster has been inseparable from fame and fortune. Doing anything, we all These two aspects need to be considered. Specifically in the matter of Saruyong, it is a reason and a value."

Hit first, then encourage.Confuse it first, then point it out.

This is the magic of preaching.

Why is the non-living religion able to develop so fast?Naturally, it grasps the heart.

"Fame and fortune?" Chai Asi looked confused: "Reason? Value?"

This dog demon is too stupid and naive, and the great ancient god can only follow him: "You might as well ask yourself a few questions... Do you have any reason to kill Yuanyong? Is there any reason for Huaguo to forgive you? Second, What does the Huaguo Society need? Is it the monster Saruyong, or an obedient incense master who can fight? Can you replace the value of Saruyong?"

The great ancestor Qi Wudi once publicly stated the word "fame and fortune", and this word frankly is the most important weapon for the imperial family.There is a famous saying: "How difficult is it to drive away life and drive death? It's nothing more than seeking fame and profit. I don't ask the heroes of the world to be loyal to me, but when the heroes of the world come to court, they will be able to make the most of their fame and fortune!"

Regarding this point, there is also a more specific description in "The Legend of Qianjiao of the Kingdoms".

The Great Qi Wuan Hou Min and eager to learn, of course, have read it carefully.At this time a little extension, it is called the little dog Yaodaigo empowerment.

Chai Asi raised his head sharply, clearly realizing: "I killed Yuanyong, which means that I can fight better than him. As long as I sincerely surrender, I can replace Yuanyong's value. This is 'profit', and it is Great profit. I can also use some more money to open up the relevant links, as a supplement to the profit, for the small profit. "

"As for the name mentioned by the superior..."

He frowned: "In addition to the regular money, Yuanyong also blackmailed me privately, which ruined the reputation of the Huaguohui and should be punished. This is the reason of the Huaguohui, and this is the big 'name'. Yuanyong came to blackmail me. , I was not angry for a while, and I killed him impulsively. This is my reason, that is, a small 'name'. However, is this reason of mine unreasonable? Extorting a few five baht king money is not a crime. . The Flower and Fruit Fair is over there..."

The great ancient god said, "What if his blackmailing wasn't enough, and he insulted you, beat you, and smashed your grandfather's spiritual seat?"

Insults and beatings are indeed acceptable, but...

Chai A Si said: "My grandfather has no spiritual position."

"Think again." The voice in the mirror said.

"It's true." Chai Asi finally remembered: "Just put it in the shrine!"

The voice in the mirror only said: "Remember to be old."

……

Walking out of his small courtyard, Chai Asi is already different.

There was a broken iron bar hanging from his waist, his face was blue and swollen, there were several cuts on his body, and the blood was fresh.

The road to the Old Ape Tavern has been walked too many times.

He had never once walked so confidently and naturally.

Although there was grief, cowardice, and fear on his face - this was the expression he had adjusted for a long time in front of the ancient mirror under the guidance of the ancient god.

But in his heart, there was nothing to fear.

With the support of a great ancient god, even if the demon king Inu Shou once faced, why would he be afraid of a battle?
With a sharp blade in his body, he will kill himself.

With a three-footed sword hanging from his waist, he can either go north or south or east and west, and every man will stop when he gets angry!

The ancient god stroked my head, and killed Yuan Yong with three swords.He killed the demon king with five swords a day, and it is not a problem if you think about it.

Of course, the earnest teachings from the ancient gods are still resounding in my heart——

"Although no one can escape fame and fortune, there is another point to consider besides fame and fortune, and that is emotion. Is there anyone who will never forgive you for Yuanyong's death?"

"What if there is?" Chai Asi asked in his heart.

"What is your sword for?" the ancient god asked.

Chai Asi thought about it seriously: "Probably not."

"That means you have less trouble and look forward to your next performance." The great ancient god cut off his voice.

Chai Asi dragged his bloodstained body, but he walked faster and faster.

The passing monsters looked at him with surprise, but no one came up to ask him what was wrong.In this city, no one regards him as an important person, and certainly no one wants to cause trouble for him.

Chai Asi broke into the old ape tavern with blood on his face like this, and before watching the monster roll up his sleeves, he said eagerly: "I want to see the fifth master! About the money!"

The Yo-kai Pig watching the field laughed vigorously.

Yuan Yong, named "Scar Lord", and Yuan Laoxi, named "Five Lords", are the incense owners of the Water Curtain Hall of Huaguohui.

It's just that the former is young and strong, while the latter has entered a recession period, so its influence is incomparable.

Yuan Yong had to make another profit after grabbing the fat job. He couldn't hide too many monsters about this, and he also heard the wind.

What made him laugh was that Chai Asi, a cowardly and timid dog demon who could bully anyone, did not dare to resist Yuanyong, how dare he come to the old ape tavern to ask for the money that has been delivered?

"Hahaha...uh!"

The pig with big shoulders and round waist was vigorous, unable to laugh.

Before he could see what was happening, the rusted iron sword stuck into his mouth.

The smell of rust is astringent on the tongue.That bit of coldness can penetrate his throat at any time and break his neck!

The drinkers in the tavern were also quiet for a while.

Many of the little demons here know Chai A Si, and they all know that this is a waste snack.Why did he suddenly become a ruthless monster? !

"I want to see Fifth Master." Chai A Si ignored any monsters, only looked at Zhu Dali with suddenly fierce eyes, and repeated it again.

Pig vigorously raised his hands high, did not dare to move at all, and only responded with his nasal cavity: "Yeah!"

Chai A Si slowly retracted the iron sword, motioned the pig to turn around vigorously with his eyes, then pressed the iron sword against his back and followed him to the tavern.

When passing the counter, he said coldly, "Give me a jug of wine."

The jade arms and neck are covered with snow, and the banshee standing gracefully behind the counter is Yuan Xiaoqing, the daughter of Yuan Laoxi, who occasionally comes to the tavern to help.

Her hand was under the counter, and she had just grabbed a boning knife when Chai A Si said something like this, giving her a cold look that passed by.

Reborn is so!
Yan Xiaoqing didn't react for a while, and nodded blankly.

　I asked our leader, Wegener, to help organize some fan creations in the book circle. In the future, I will update it at the speed of one article per week in the public account of the same name.

Thank you for your long-term support. Your fan creations have expanded the possibilities of this immortal world.

So I want to use this method to commemorate it a little...for a long time collection.

　
(End of this chapter)