It is said that Shizun is a devil

The clownbird carefully rubbed Hanjing's clean and elegant face with his ugly face, Hanjing's eyes widened suddenly, there were still big tears in his eyes that couldn't roll down, and his eyes looked extraordinarily weird. Startled, his neck shook, his face moved away, and he looked at Han Jing with aggrieved eyes.

Han Jing turned around suddenly, and saw Fu Wang with a troubled face.

Fuwang suddenly met Shang Hanjing's eyes, changed several expressions on his face in a panic, and finally turned into resignation, and squatted in front of Hanjing with his head drooping.

Han Jing raised her sleeves and wiped her tears indiscriminately, staring at Fuwang sternly: "Where did your master go?"

Fuwang shook his head, didn't speak, and didn't know whether he didn't know Hanyu's whereabouts, or he didn't want to tell.

In the past few days, Han Jing has seen Fuwang's stubbornness. He will not say what he refuses to say. Han Jing continued to ask sharply: "Do you know what the master said about the master?"

Fuwang lowered his head, picked at the clods on the ground, and nodded slightly.

Anger started in his heart, but he couldn't vent it. Han Jing looked at Fu Wang's heart, his lips squirmed, and he gritted his teeth for a long time, and said word by word: "I and Han Jin taught you when you were a child, you don't remember anything. .”

Fuwang didn't look up, his fingers turned yellow from the dirt, and whispered, "I haven't forgotten."

"I didn't forget that you did something like this today!" Han Jing was so angry that she trembled all over, and even had the thought of "No wonder Hanying wants to kill him" for a moment.

Fuwang lowered his head, but his temper was even stronger than Han Jing: "What can I do! All these years, what kind of life have I lived, have you ever looked for me? You and my wife said that you want to watch me grow up, you look at me. Have I grown up? I have grown up so much, I have pulled myself to grow up so much, but when I see you again, you will not recognize me! You only have the teacher and the little white sheep in your heart, if it is the two of them If you lose it, you will look for it, and if I lose it, you don’t need to look for it!”

Fuwang's voice became louder, and the crying in his voice became more and more difficult to conceal. He hurriedly wiped his eyes with his sleeve to hide his tears, but the ground in front of him was still dark.

Han Jing's anger was suddenly poured with cold water, and he was speechless in the face of Fu Wang's questioning.

Childish Hegu, what is wrong is the adult who made promises to the child but failed to keep it, what is wrong is the teacher who never appeared on the way the child grew up, what is wrong is the relative who never appeared when the child was desperate and helpless , the fault is Han Jing, no matter how hard it is to make up for it.

All her life, Han Jing always felt that she was sincere and well behaved, but unfortunately she always made mistakes again and again.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Jing stood up and said in a deep voice, "Follow me to find your teacher."

Hanying and Hanyu are all elders, and the younger generation can take care of the elders' affairs, but Fuwang is the younger generation, and the elders have to take care of the younger generation.

"I'm not going!" Fuwang stood up, turned his back to Han Jing angrily, "Go by yourself, I want to stay here."

In the end, I owed him, Han Jing could no longer be as stern as before, and could only persuade him softly: "I gave up if I didn't find you before. It was Han Jin and I who were sorry for you. We will never do it again. Come back with me." let's go home."

But Fuwang jumped away in a few steps, stood on the yellow ground ten feet away and looked at Han Jing, his eyes were attached but determined: "That ugly bird will show you the way, and you have heard the words of that big villain. The world and the monster clan are at war, so go back and find the teacher and the sheep."

Han Jing froze for a moment: "You mean..."

But Fuwang turned around, taking advantage of Han Jing's dazed effort, and ran away a few steps.

The world of self-cultivation... and the demon clan...

Han Jin...and the little white sheep...

Fuwang is right. Although the clown bird is just a few days old, it probably has a topographic map in its head. As long as Han Jing shows the clown bird a look at the map, the clown bird can find it. The road to the place designated by Hanjing.

Han Jing didn't have any idea of ​​where he went, but gradually began to see living people, and realized that he should have entered the human world.He doesn't know where Han Jin is now, but when he thinks of Xia Weizong, Xu Xu's expression with red and blue veins in his eyes and Gillian's heartbreaking cry can't be forgotten for a moment. He didn't know that he could get along with innocent people before. However, if you still act as if nothing happened after knowing it, it would be too shameless, and Han Jing dare not return to the sect.

His physical body has been destroyed, his soul has been reinstated, the Qiankun bag is long gone, and it is temporarily impossible to communicate with Han Jin's talisman. Although he can vaguely feel that Han Jin is healthy, he can't tell Han Jin's position, but Xiaobai Sheep, as his natal beast, the master-servant contract seems to be much more precise than the Taoist couple contract, and Han Jing can vaguely perceive the position of the little white sheep.

In the south, there is only Nanlu Forest.

Little white sheep, has returned to the Yaozu?

Han Jing drove south day and night, and the clown bird absorbed Han Jing's spiritual power regularly every day. It had grown to the size of a newborn human baby. Flying, no longer the stupid appearance of an old hen raised by humans, which can only spread its wings and hop a few times.

That is, it is even uglier.

On this day, the clown bird flew ahead to lead the way. When Han Jing hurried on the road, there was a familiar throbbing in his heart. Sure enough, not long after, a white ball of hair emerged from the grass by the side of the road. Come out and jump on Han Jing.

The clown bird didn't react at first, but when he came back to his senses, he saw Han Jing subconsciously stretched out his arms to catch the white hair ball, and the feathers exploded immediately. He pulled his neck and screamed, pounced up and stretched out his sharp claws while screaming. He was about to grab the hairball and throw it away, but Han Jing stretched out his hand to stop it.

"My own... monster... it's all right." Han Jing comforted the clown bird.

But Baimao Tuanzi was not happy: "Han Jing, what do you mean! You secretly took another pet behind my back!"

Han Jing: "His mother died of dystocia when giving birth to him, I can't leave him alone."

The little white sheep found a familiar place on Hanjing's shoulder and squatted down, exuding a white and holy light, proudly raised its little chin and stared at the clown bird: "My God, this is too ugly, you Pick them all up, do you still have a bottom line!"

Clownbird: "..."

The clown bird fluttered its wings and stretched its neck angrily to peck the little white sheep, but Han Jing stretched out his arms and hugged it into his arms: "Okay, okay, peaceful coexistence, peaceful coexistence."

The clown bird calmed down in Han Jing's arms, and the little white sheep raised its chin like "this beast doesn't care about ugly monsters".

At last, these two were still saving face, and Han Jing couldn't wait to ask: "Little white sheep, where is Han Jin? Didn't he come?"

The little white sheep took small steps on Han Jing's shoulders with its four little paws, and said angrily, "Don't mention that bastard to me! It's crazy!"

Han Jing's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

The little white sheep said angrily: "Back then, he was controlled by the fog demon and stabbed you with his own hands. After waking up, he searched for life and death. I am alive and well, of course you are not dead... Tell me, what have you been doing for so many years?" went!"

The little white sheep suddenly changed the subject, Han Jing was caught off guard, and before he had time to think about it, he said honestly: "After I die, I will see the way of heaven."

The little white sheep stepped heavily on its small claws, and said excitedly: "You saw the way of heaven! What does it look like? Is it male or female? Did he tell you the shortcut to immortality! Have you learned any secret techniques from it? It is my master who swims in Linshui, it is such a deep blessing that I can be favored by the heavens!"

Han Jing smiled wryly, he and the little white sheep are bound by spirit and soul, live and die together, two bodies and one life, there is nothing that cannot be said to the little white sheep, so he sat on the side of the road and died physically with the little white sheep What happened next is one by one.

After the little white sheep heard it, the whole sheep was in a bad state. After being stunned for a long time, he patted Han Jing's shoulder angrily, and said a thousand words in one sentence: "Damn it!"

Han Jing smiled wryly, and reminded the little white sheep, "Where is Jin Er now?"

Only then did Little Aries remember to continue the normal story in the world: "We are both very sure that you are not dead, but we just can't find you. I can't fathom your soul at all. Now that I think about it, it may be because you went to another time and space. In short, although Han Jin was looking for death and life, he didn't really commit suicide, but I know that he has a grudge against the monster race in his heart. That fog monster is the guardian monster left by the master of the secret realm thousands of years ago. It should be almost the same as the pavilion master, but that bastard used tricks to snatch the inner alchemy and killed him!"

After all, the little white sheep is a demon clan. After learning that Han Jing is not dead, he doesn't want to entangle with the fog monster anymore. He is also quite dissatisfied with the fact that Han Jin actually killed a demon saint-level monster.It's just that the Wu Yao did make mistakes first, and Little White Goat couldn't say much, so he could only keep his dissatisfaction in his heart, and searched for Han Jing's whereabouts together with Han Jin.

Later, I forgot exactly when it started. There were more and more fights between the demon clan and the monks in the human world, and then more and more, the relationship between the cultivation world and the demon clan became increasingly tense, and finally reached the point of full-scale development and mutual expulsion.

The little white sheep ran around, hoping that the two sides would sit down and come up with a friendly negotiation solution, but Han Jin seemed to be a different person, and strongly advocated that the monsters should be completely driven back to the Nanlu Forest, so as to avoid some people who are wise but ignorant. The beastly monster plagued the world.Later, for some reason, it gradually turned into a confrontation between the cultivation world and the monster clan, and they became enemies.The catastrophe of the monster tribe, and the competition with the monks for the right to live in the world, and Han Jing was not there, so the little white sheep naturally returned to the monster tribe and stood with everyone in the monster tribe.

Later, it became the little white sheep representing the monster clan, and met Han Jin representing the monk on the battlefield.In the past, although one person and one goat competed every day, they were not really motivated to kill like they are now.

"He's really crazy!" The little white sheep stomped on Hanjing's shoulder angrily, "Anyway, I can't explain it to him, you must educate him when you see him!"

Han Jing hadn't had time to understand the meaning of the little white sheep's words, his spirit was agitated, Han Jing's heart was beating like a drum, and he looked back.

Standing in the bright sunshine of the world, Han Jin was dressed in black clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were like a clear and elegant landscape painting, with appropriate shades, gentle like water.