my weird life

Chapter 857 Wang Chuanzhen, Wang Shoujie (22)

After distributing the spells with everyone, Su Wu said goodbye to them.

He watched as the members of the caravan drove their horses away from the stone temple with only a broken wall left.

The real shape of the stone temple is only this truncated wall. What trapped the members of the caravan before was nothing but the illusion manifested by the "Buddha Skin of Zunjia Youneng". The lives of the members of the caravan also prevented Jinglian from spying on Su Wu with her "Mother Lu breath".

However, after that, the "Li Gui Lu Mu's breath" reappeared, and the "Nuwa Archway" disappeared in an instant.

Su Wu was not sure if Jinglian had discovered her own existence at that time.

The cavalry lined up in a formation of snakes on the dark plain, and the formation of snakes gradually gathered and coiled up.

Withdrawing his gaze from looking at the caravan in the distance, Su Wu looked abruptly at the dark corner covered by a stone wall beside him, and called out with a smile: "Sister."

In that dark corner, there was an instant of water vapor.

Lunzhu's slender figure slowly walked out of the dense water vapor, her face was slightly pale, and she was holding a fishing rod in one hand. On the hook hanging from the fishing rod, there was a piece of pale human skin—— Looking at the human skin, one can find that it is not a piece of 'human skin' at all, but a layer of extremely soft mud shell that resembles human skin.

Seeing that layer of mud shell and skin, Su Wu's eyes showed surprise.

He didn't expect that when he was facing Nuwa's memorial archway alone, his elder sister quietly left, and now he "caught" Wang Chuanzhen's "white clay skin"!
At that moment, Lunzhu's face turned slightly pale, which made Su Wu realize that she paid a lot for this white clay skin.

What does she want this skin for?
"Call, Sister." Lun Zhu said, looking at Su Wu with a slight smile on his face, carrying the white clay bag that looked like a bag of white flour.

Seeing the smile on her face, Su Wu's expression suddenly became a little complicated.

He squatted down, looked down at Lunzhu, and called out honestly: "Sister."

"My brother is obedient." Lun Zhu nodded earnestly, took off the clay bag from the hook, and handed it to Su Wu, "Here, here you are."

Su Wu opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Lunzhu smiled sweetly, patted his shoulder on tiptoe, and repeated: "My brother is obedient, this is for you, this is for you..."

……

The dark plateau, beside the long river.

A horse team of more than ten people marched around a carriage.

From time to time, people's voices could be heard in the horse team.

"That Zhou Bo was indeed an ungrateful person. The host treated him with great kindness, and the wife treated him with great courtesy. I never thought that he would draw his saber against us under the temptation of Su Yaoren's few words!"

"The proprietor's entrustment is not human!"

"Old Daozi has long seen that Zhou Bo has a traitor in his head!"

"Ma'am, don't worry, I will follow you to the death and escort you to the source of the Kunlun Sea to find the whereabouts of the Seven-leaf Life and Death Grass!"

The dozen or so people in this cavalry team are all the private soldiers of the owner of the cavalry!
They had clearly witnessed all kinds of strange changes in 'Wang Chuanzhen' before, but now they still show great hospitality and support to 'Wang Chuanzhen', as if nothing happened to them before!
"You guys are so thoughtful, I am very grateful..." From the carriage came a clear and sweet voice, the voice of 'Wang Chuanzhen' was no longer as hoarse and weird as before.

Hearing her words, more than a dozen servants and private soldiers were immediately mesmerized.

——These dozen or so people had a big problem.

After they were coerced by Wang Chuanzhen into Nuwa's archway, they didn't know what they had experienced, but now they all washed away the key memories related to Wang Chuanzhen's strange changes in the past, and instead regarded Zhou Bo and Su Wu as enemies!

In the carriage, Wang Chuanzhen, who was wrapped in black clothes, wore a cloak, and even put his hands tightly in black cloth pockets, whispered softly: "I've been walking for half the night now, and Zhou Bo and the others will definitely chase after him." I can't come up.

Butler Qin, find a shelter from the wind, let's rest and eat some dry food. "

"Yes Yes!

Thank you Madam for being considerate of us servants! "The middle-aged servant who Wang Chuanzhen called 'the steward of Qin' had a look of pride on his face. He immediately bowed and responded, and then he called out to the rest of the servants, "Let's go quickly, and we will find you in the barren hills ahead." a sheltered corner.

Also light a fire, cook some jerky to eat, and burn some hot water to drink! "

All the families and private soldiers responded one after another.

The team of more than ten people gradually drifted away and went deep into the barren mountains under the dark blue sky ahead.

They found a half slope sheltered from the wind, set up camp at the bottom of the slope, lit a fire, set up a pot, boiled water, skewered pieces of dried meat on wooden branches, and roasted it on the fire.

When the water was almost boiled, and the dried meat was roasted until it was sizzling, Steward Qin waved to a young man, and handed a bunch of dried meat and an iron pot of warm water to the young man who came over. Said: "Sun Liuzi, you can take this water to your wife and put it in the curtain of the car, don't cast your eyes randomly!"

"Hi! Uncle Qin, just rest assured!"

"Sixth Son" patted his chest and made a promise.

Holding the dried meat in the wooden tray and the iron pot in the other hand, he walked to the only carriage in the team.

Opening the curtain, Sun Liuzi really didn't glance around. He looked down at the floor of the carriage, put the water behind the curtain, and said in a low voice, "Madam, you've been tired for most of the night, use some food."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiaolang."

A soft voice rang in Sun Liuzi's ears.

It was like strands of fine hair scratching around his ears and neck.

His heart also started to itch, sniffing the faint but profound aroma in his nostrils, Sun Liuzi raised his eyes slightly, and saw a pair of little feet wrapped in lotus-colored mandarin duck embroidered shoes, his eyes followed those little feet Upward extension——The flowery woman sat quietly in the carriage, looked at him with blurred eyes, and called him softly: "Lang Jun, Lang Jun..."

Sun Liuzi's heart trembled!

Accompanied by the faintly visible call, he seemed to see that the woman's clothes became crystal clear.

Under the almost transparent clothes, the slim figure is looming.

Sun Liuzi's Adam's apple rolled, and he had long forgotten Butler Qin's warning. He pressed his hands on the floor of the carriage, climbed into the carriage like a dog, and crawled under the skirt of his owner's wife—

Wang Chuanzhen was wearing a cloak, black clothes, black cloth pockets on his hands, and black shoes on his feet. He watched Liuzi Sun shaking his body while holding a statue of Guanyin made of loess. Black ashes, its figure became shriveled and shriveled at this moment.

The loess Avalokitesvara completely wraps the body of Sun Liuzi.

——Sun Liuzi, who didn't look any different from before, stepped out of the carriage, and walked refreshedly to the group of servants and private soldiers who were secretly watching the movement of the carriage.

Everyone watched their noses and noses, and they all tacitly did not mention Sun Liuzi's behavior of getting into his wife's carriage.

in the carriage.

Wang Chuanzhen changed her appearance again.

She was covered in a red mud shell, and spread a layer of ashes scattered on the ground evenly on her body. The ashes that were just shaken from ordinary people like Sun Liuzi covered her body, but a layer of loess gradually grew. mud shell.

However, the amount of that layer of ashes was so small that Wang Chuanzhen could only cover her own arms with this layer of ashes.

"There are too few ashes..." she whispered to herself.

A charming and charming smile suddenly appeared on the red face: "But it doesn't matter, there are so many materials outside, waiting to supply me with ashes..."

"Lang Jun, oh Lang Jun, next time we meet again, let's see if you can still recognize me?"

Wang Chuanzhen smiled lowly.

Behind her, on the scarlet mud shell, a broad face gradually emerged, and on that broad face, the facial features with thick brows, big eyes, thick nose and thick lips gradually appeared——behind Wang Chuanzhen, there was actually a big face. A man's face!
The 'man' had a painful expression on his face.

He opened his lips and let out a burst of raving: "Ma'am, ma'am...give me the golden elixir, give me the golden elixir...

How can you be so - so vicious? !

You swallowed the golden elixir all by yourself, completely disregarding your husband——completely disregarding my life or death!
We have been husband and wife for more than ten years, how can you be so vicious? ! "

Wang Chuanzhen heard the ravings coming from the wide face behind her, the smile on her face disappeared suddenly, her head turned 180 degrees, her eyes looked at the wide face on her back, and her face suddenly turned With a smile: "I have already eaten the golden pill, my husband...

Could it be that you didn't see it then?
I swallowed that golden pill right in front of your eyes..."

"Poison woman! Poison woman!

You poisonous woman, ah!I wish I could eat your flesh raw! "The man's face instantly became hideous!

Wang Chuanzhen still smiled: "My meat is everywhere, I can ask your servants to dig some soil from the ground at will, sir, do you want to eat some?"

The man's expression became full of pleading in an instant: "Madam, Madam, please help me, please help me, we have been husband and wife for more than ten years, you have the heart to see me like this, and you have the heart to see me die?"

Wang Chuanzhen watched the man's changing expression, but two lines of tears suddenly flowed from his eyes.

The red mud shell covering her left cheek rippled like water.

In the ripples, another face identical to hers appeared.

The face opened its eyes and stared at the man. His eyes were red, and blood and tears flowed from the corners of the eyes: "Master, my good husband, have you ever considered my life or death? In that archway, you left me in the mud river , when you drove the 'leaf boat' to leave, did you ever think about turning around and giving me a hand?"

"I've thought about it, I've thought about it!" The man said quickly, "Didn't I look back then?"

"Yeah, my good husband, he has turned around...

He turned around and asked me to hand over the golden core to him.

I did as I said, and he turned around and left..." There was a smile on that face, and the smile became wider and wider, and the laughter like a night owl hovered in the carriage, "God is sorry, God is sorry—the boat It's sinking, the boat is sinking, but the clay figurines in the mud river built a bridge under my feet, but they took the golden pill from your hand and gave it to me again!

Husband, this is fate,
This is life—”

(End of this chapter)