It's Liao Zhai, not Cthulhu

When the bitterness tree was taken out, it looked like a potted plant, and he and Qin Yuelou listened to Huaicheng's story.

It is said that playing music to plants can make plants grow gratifyingly, so listening to stories should also be ok?What's more, this Huaicheng is also a tree...

So there should be a common topic between these two trees, right?

Qin Yuelou curbed his divergent thinking, leaned on the potted plant and continued to listen to Huaicheng's story.

"Nie Caichen met me when he was a Daoist." Huaicheng said, and laughed, "That brat was playful and ran to my side. At that time, he couldn't find the toilet, so he gave it to me at my place." I fertilized it."

"Oh? Big and small?" Qin Yuelou had nothing to say and wanted to be a joke.

"It's all, anyway, I saw it all, and he even rubbed my leaves. I was so angry at that time, I slapped his ass." Huaicheng didn't mind Qin Yuelou's words that ruined the atmosphere, and he was self-conscious Nian said, "At that time, I hadn't practiced well yet, and I couldn't transform into a form, but I already had spiritual wisdom, so I could control the branches to do some things."

"Later, his master came to me to intercede for him, and let this brat take good care of me. In fact, I calmed down after I taught him a lesson. That brat was also very honest. He took good care of me after he came here. Help me get rid of termites, bugs and so on in summer, and wrap me in a layer of grass to keep out the cold when winter comes.

As for him, when he has nothing to do, he recites the Taoist scriptures under the shade of the tree, which can be regarded as preaching for me in disguise. Spring goes to autumn, winter goes to summer solstice, and the time has passed year by year. He has made some small achievements in cultivation. , I also took shape.

That brat, only then did I realize that I already had spiritual wisdom, but only just transformed into a form,

That year, he was eighteen, and I was eighteen too. "

"Hey, you can really calculate this. I think your tree is full of branches and leaves, not one hundred and eighty?" Qin Yuelou slandered in his heart.

However, it seems that plants that become demons can really afford such a conversion, a one-to-ten conversion, which Huai Cheng should have been able to have at that time.

"You continue." Qin Yuelou signaled Huaicheng to continue.

"Afterwards, continue to practice. The mountains are long, and his master sits here, and there are no unreasonable monsters who dare to come here to harass, so this place is very peaceful and quiet.

I think, at that time, I should like him. "

"Then what then? Please explain in detail." Qin Yuelou pinched his chin and looked at the sapling of bitterness. It seemed that the sapling of bitterness was brewing something, but it was vague and indistinct.

"Then I secretly kissed him, but he didn't respond, he just walked with his hands and feet, was very stiff, and his face was very red."

Can this be called no reaction?This reaction is so big, okay?I don't even know what's going on here?Is there any difference between your monster's view of love and human beings?

"And then, it's the scene you saw. Thousands of years of memory, I don't remember much. Only this scene of that day is rooted in my mind and I can't forget it."

As Huaicheng said, he put away the leaf.

"I'm afraid I'll forget it, so I recorded this memory."

"Then what happened next?" Qin Yuelou asked the tree demon's grandmother Huai Cheng.

"Later he said that he wanted to go out of the mountain and help Longting, and he wanted me to wait for him in the mountain, and when he became famous, he would come back and marry me."

"And I, believe it."

"However, I waited for a thousand and twelve years before he came back,

But you don't remember me either..."

The dryad's grandmother, Huai Cheng, spoke word by word, and Qin Yuelou didn't shake his wits, nor interrupted, just quietly listening to Huai Cheng's past.

"Tell me, did he ever like me?"

【Youth Huai Cheng (Completed)】

Qin Yuelou thought about it, played with the red thread of marriage in his hand, looked at the sapling of bitterness, and tied the red thread to the sapling.

The red thread is woven, connecting the branches on the saplings,

A red thread hangs down,

Still tied with a ball of light,

In that ball of light was a piece of blood-stained and torn talisman.

"I think this question will be answered by the tree of bitterness and the red line of marriage." Qin Yuelou said.

He touched the trunk of the bitter sapling and asked.

"Tree of Misery, did you hear that?"

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Ning Caichen's thoughts were confused, and he could always dream of the tree demon in Nalan Ruohuai City recently.

He himself didn't have much impression of the tree demon, but because of these grotesque dreams, he had a different feeling for the tree demon named Huai Cheng.

He stroked his beard in some puzzlement, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind.

"Is my beard too long?"

He has been slovenly for a long time, he has no intention of getting married, so he doesn't care about his own image,

But it's been weird lately.

"Forget it, let's shave it." Ning Caichen thought about it, and with a trace of sword energy, he shaved off that unkempt beard.

"Lao Yan, I have something to discuss with you..." Beiming Fengyun knocked on Ning Caichen's door.

"Please come in." Ning Caichen touched his smooth chin, feeling a little unnatural.

Beiming Fengyun pushed open the door and saw Ning Caichen who was clean-shaven.

Beiming Fengyun was silent for a while, then exited the door, closed the door first, and looked around.

Is the way I opened it a bit wrong?So he tried again,

But after opening the door, what I saw was still the scene I saw before.

"Who are you? Where is Lao Yan?" He asked Ning Caichen strangely.

"I just shaved, so you don't recognize it?" Ning Caichen twirled a pinch of his beard.

"...Why did you shave your beard properly? Is it because of that tree demon?" Beiming Fengyun asked jokingly, not caring about his quantifiers.

"I think it's really possible, because I can always dream about that tree demon recently." Ning Caichen didn't care about his quantifiers either.

"You're done, you're in love." Beiming Fengyun raised his eyebrows, a little alarmist.

"Go away, what do you want?" Ning Caichen rolled his eyes.

"It's Mr. Yuelou who asked you to go and have a talk, saying that he wants to communicate with you because he is confused about sword cultivation." Beiming Fengyun said.

"...Mr. Yuelou's sword, I have to praise the sword light. I don't think I can answer his puzzle." Ning Caichen said with some embarrassment.

"What if they want to mention you?" Beiming Fengyun changed his mind and said.

"This is not unreasonable, but I always feel that this matter is not that simple."

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"Mr. Yuelou, is this really okay?" Huaicheng asked Qin Yuelou suspiciously, while she was still holding the paper talisman.

Although the combination of the bitterness tree and the red line of marriage gave birth to the broken blood-stained talisman, this is already a very miraculous thing,

But concern is chaotic, and Huaicheng's worry makes her hesitate.

"If you try, there is still a possibility of success, but if you don't even dare to try, the possibility will only be zero, unless you want to leave this matter to the illusory fate,

Otherwise, let me ask another question, do you still want to wait another 1000 years? "Qin Yuelou said it straightforwardly without any tact.

In fact, he could have ignored this nonsense, but it was because of Huai Cheng that Hao Lai got the red line of marriage, even though the red line of marriage was of no great use to him.

But this can be regarded as the acceptance of others' willingness to tell their own stories. If Huaicheng didn't tell, he wouldn't get the red line of marriage.

So he meddled with it.

"Then, how should this talisman be used?" the tree demon's grandmother asked Qin Yuelou.

"This, maybe you need to realize it by yourself." Qin Yuelou said pretending to be inscrutable,

"After all, everyone has their own destiny."

In fact, he said such ambiguous words because he himself didn't know what to do.

The Tree of Misery is an independent individual, not a treasure he sacrificed, so it is normal to not understand it.

As for asking Qin Yuelou to sacrifice the Bitterness Tree, he didn't have that thought. The Bitterness Tree obviously had its own intelligence. If Qin Yuelou sacrificed it, it would be the same as killing the Bitterness Tree.

He didn't want to do that, after all, he wasn't a black man who could cultivate immortality.

Huaicheng over there listened to Qin Yuelou's words, thought for a while, and poured a bit of mana into the talisman.

Afterwards, the broken talisman that was stained with blood spontaneously ignited.

The misty blue smoke diffused from the talisman and condensed into a Taoist-like appearance, but it was quite illusory.

The phantom smiled at Huai Cheng, and then disappeared.

Huai Cheng remained silent, but tears glistened in his eyes.

Qin Yuelou looked at the scene in front of him thoughtfully.

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"Nie Caichen, are you really going to Fulong Court?" the girl in red asked the young Taoist priest.

This is the promotion method of the Fulong lineage, which is different from ordinary cultivators.

As for the so-called Fulong Court, it is to support the new dynasty in the troubled times, so it is the Fulong Court,

If you say that there are thousands of ways, there are inner and outer alchemy, and there are also quiet and inaction, but this Fulong lineage can be regarded as a different kind, after all, the highest achievement of the Fulong lineage has never been realized, and it is only a theory. Xian Dynasty].

All civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty were immortals, and even the people were like dragons. This is called "Lucky Dynasty Becomes Immortals".

It's just a theory. The young Taoist Nie Caichen doesn't have such lofty ideals yet.

"Our lineage is for the Fulong Court. After the Fulong Court is completed, we can take advantage of the emperor's dragon spirit to go further. Then I can have the strength to overwhelm the world. In this way, no one will gossip after marrying you It's gone." The young Taoist turned his head in embarrassment, not looking at the girl,

"Huaicheng, wait for me, I will come back to marry you after Fulong Court succeeds."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Huai Cheng nodded seriously, believing what Nie Caichen said.

In this way, the locust tree sat on the locust tree in the middle of the mountain forest, looking at the direction in which he left.

Thousands of years ago, when the troubled times were not yet over, the young Taoist priest who wanted to help Longting chose someone he liked and supported him. a group of people.

In the chaotic world of human nature, it is also a chaotic world of demons. When fighting with humans, you must also fight with demons and ghosts.

Year after year, the young Taoist priest is full of hair, exhausted physically and mentally,

The favored person chosen at the beginning, although ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, was only one-half of the world. The northern and southern dynasties fought against each other. In the end, the former young man also fell ill on the dragon bed. It was the first emperor who had not started his business halfway, but the middle way collapsed.

In the end, the late emperor passed away, leaving only an only son,

The only son doesn't have the qualifications to be an emperor, what he has is only a literary talent. He is proficient in poetry, calligraphy, Danqing, Qin and chess.

The once young Taoist priest has become an old national teacher, emperor teacher,

He didn't blame that child for not being an emperor, and he didn't regret his choice to help Longting, either.

Only sometimes, he would also think of the touch of red clothes on the pagoda tree.

Although that child didn't look like an emperor, he didn't cause him too much trouble either.

He knew that the enemy in the north was not a fierce general or strategist.

It was his friend and foe, his old enemy who cherished each other. Both belonged to the Fulong Court lineage, but they were enemies of each other.

The enemy of fate is also a friend. The two fight each other's wits and wits, but they will also stop tacitly, leaving each other time to recuperate.

Sometimes these two old people will meet each other for a while, but the kindness and resentment cannot be wiped away, but after fighting for most of their lives, it is inevitable that one of them will die first.

He also knows that there is no limit, but he still bows out and dies,

In the end, he was also bedridden due to illness.

He drew a talisman, and engraved his guilt and longing for the girl in the talisman, but after the talisman was drawn,

He coughed up blood unceasingly, staining the corners of the talisman red,

He wanted to send the talisman out, but he didn't dare to send it out,

Eventually, he fell ill and died.

His old enemy Jiang Fengyun also retreated back to the country, and he alone went to the southern dynasty to attend his funeral.

The young emperor gave the talisman to Jiang Fengyun.

"Before Yafu died, he was at a loss for this talisman, and we mortals didn't know how to use it. Mr. Jiang, you are from the same line as Yafu. I think you should know how to use it."

Jiang Fengyun knew the function of this talisman, but he didn't know how to deal with it.

"This talisman, you'd better put it in the ground with him. The longing and guilt in this talisman are too heavy. I'm afraid that his sweetheart will not be able to accept the fact that he died." Jiang Fengyun sighed and returned the talisman.