Dialogue With Evil Gods: Become A Follower Of Tianzun At The Beginning

Wang Xiaofeng looked at Su Lin with some sympathy, pointed to the wooden house and said, "Go inside and talk."

Luo Huainan, Wang Xiaofeng, and Su Lin sat down around the table, and then Wang Xiaofeng talked about why he, Su Lin, would never forget Luo Huainan alone.

The answer is simple, because he and Luo Huainan have known each other for a long time. Before he and his grandfather Su Zhengde left home to fight in the war, he and Luo Huainan were very good childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.

In the past few years when he was on the battlefield, many things happened in his village. Because of the famine and bandit rampage, all the surplus food in the village was robbed, and every family tried to sell their children. Luo Huainan was arrested at that time. Parents sold it.

The year she was sold, Su Lin and her grandfather also retreated from the battlefield. On the way to Huaiyang Village, they met a group of bandits. A trafficker in Luo Huainan.

"Wait, since grandpa and I have repelled the bandits, isn't it too much to ask them about ourselves?" Su Lin interrupted.

Wang Xiaofeng: "Dozens of bandits, you told the old man to fight back? You just lied to yourself. The gang of human traffickers had escorts with them. You just helped me a little.

But after that, you lost your memory not long after you came back, and you forgot about her... I heard your grandpa tell you these things. "

Su Lin was stunned, very reasonable, how could he and his grandfather repel a group of bandits? Win those dozens of bandits.

Is there really something wrong with my memory? But the details of his killing and repelling the bandits are still vivid in my mind, not like fantasy.

"Su Lin big brother, I'm back, I'm fine." Luo Huainan gently held Su Lin's hand.

Su Lin's brain was running fast, trying to find flaws in the set of arguments just now, but this set of explanations is logically reasonable.

Just like what he told Nan Zhixian about his experience of cultivating immortals, the past events that Wang Xiaofeng told him are no different from those experiences of cultivating immortals.

Just like Nan Zhixian didn't believe in the real life of cultivating immortals, he also didn't believe in the fact that he and Luo Huainan were childhood sweethearts.

Luo Huainan sighed, said that he was going to prepare lunch, and then walked to the backyard.

Wang Xiaofeng patted Su Lin's shoulder lightly, and left with fists in his hands.

Su Lin returned to the back room in a daze, sat on the kang, looked through the small window at Luo Huainan who was cooking in the backyard, her movements were a little clumsy, but it could be seen that she knew how to cook, this habit should be a childhood In aggravating to help parents left.

After lunch, Su Lin didn't go to work in the fields, but stayed at home and meditated.

He sat on the threshold and watched Luo Huainan lead the two younger sisters to write. She looked serious and patient like a virtuous mother. Who would have thought that this woman with a dusty face was the spotless oiran of Zuixianlou a few days ago.

Is everything in front of me real?

If this is true, there will never be another girl as good as Huainan in the world.

Throughout the ages, those famous prostitutes and courtesans only need to destroy their peerless appearance if they want to get rid of Yanhualiuxiang, but no one in history has been able to do so.

Because those famous prostitutes can't give up the benefits brought by their appearance, their self-pity is actually just their desire for a better life.

It would be absolutely impossible for these famous prostitutes to abandon their pampered lives and live an ordinary life with working people, but Luo Huainan did it. A pampered life is more precious.

In Zuixianlou, she learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, treated people with elegance to the extreme, but she was willing to be a vulgar peasant woman. Growing up in the countryside, she endured hardships and had a firm heart, willing to do the most vulgar and hard farm work.

May I ask which man can refuse her love?

Just to live up to it is already a serious crime.

At night, Su Lin's family ate as usual, except that there was one more person at the dinner table. Grandpa casually mentioned his marriage, but Luo Huainan was very pragmatic, saying that he had brought some gold and silver jewelry, just for the wedding.

The wedding does not need to be extravagant and wasteful, it is enough to invite the folks to have a good meal.

Su Zhengde heard this, looked at his granddaughter-in-law, and smiled from ear to ear: "Except for you, Huainan, I'm afraid there is no one else who thinks highly of our kid!"

"It's good that Su Lin big brother doesn't dislike me." Luo Huainan said softly.

That night, Su Zhengde finished his busy schedule and vacated the room where the farm tools were stored overnight. He piled up all the messy objects in the back room, put the big box for miscellaneous goods on wooden boards, and spread quilts to act as a temporary shelter. bed.

He asked Su Lin and Luo Huainan to live there first, and after a few days, he asked Nan Zhixian to help build a new house.

Although the room is a bit cramped, it is enough to sleep two people.

Su Lin sat on the bed and meditated. There was no light in the room. Suddenly the door opened, and Luo Huainan walked in with a footbath, and bent down in front of Su Lin.

"I'll do it myself!" Su Lin panicked.

"Here I am, as a wife, how can I let my husband do this kind of thing?" She said as a matter of course, pushed Su Lin's hand away lightly, and pressed him on the bed.

Su Lin watched Luo Huainan help him wash his feet. He had been working in the fields for many years, his feet were covered with calluses, as rough as a stone, but Luo Huainan's hands were as white and tender as newborn lambs, soft and tender, when When she washed her feet, Su Lin always felt that she would get hurt.

"Huai Nan, maybe the you you are now is actually fake. We are not childhood sweethearts, and I didn't go crazy because of you. Maybe I just fell into the spell of a certain monk." Su Lin said.

Luo Huainan gently rubbed away the mud spots on Su Lin's ankle. Without raising her head, she asked in a nonchalant tone, "Does Su Lin big brother hate me? Does he hate everyone in the village?"

"of course not."

"So what about the fake? As long as you are happy, I will be happy too. It doesn't matter if I am fake or not. If I am really just your illusion now, at least when I am by your side, I hope you are happy... Su Lin big brother If you want to go back there, go back, I will take good care of you here."

Luo Huainan dried Su Lin's feet with a towel, picked up the basin and walked out of the room.

Huainan, if I want to go back, I have to kill all of you.

Su Lin lay flat on the bed, he heard Luo Huainan come into the room again, and then heard the sound of her undressing, a warm and soft body leaned over cautiously, the two lumps of softness were tightly pressed against him His back, hands lightly wrapped around his waist, palms on his chest.

Su Lin closed his eyes, he wanted to see Tianzun again.

...

"Kill me, please kill me!"

"It hurts, it really hurts, ah...it hurts me to death."

Painful groans came from his ears, and Su Lin seemed to have come to hell in an instant.

But he smelled the fragrance of flowers again, as if he was in a peach forest under the warm spring sun.

He was dreaming again, Su Lin opened his eyes soberly, and found that he was standing at the entrance of the village, the old locust tree had withered, and the pink light belt over Huaiyang Village was twisting like an aurora, like the skirt of a goddess.

The groans and wailings he heard just now came from all over the village, and Su Lin immediately ran towards the village.

Peach trees, peach trees everywhere!

The sound came from the peach tree!

"It hurts so much, it hurts to death... ah... let me die."

It's Uncle Zhao's voice!

Su Lin ran to the peach tree where Zhao Hu's voice came from, and took a closer look. He saw Zhao Hu's face growing on the trunk!