ghost ghost asked gl

As the sky darkened, strong winds blew.

The Taoist shuddered and said, "Girl, I'm going home to rest after dark. Have you found a place to stay? It's so cold today, I guess it's going to snow heavily tonight."

Fu Qiyun shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

The priest shook his head.

This girl hasn't practiced yet, so she really regards herself as a monk and is not afraid of the severe cold?

Really crazy.

I can't let this girl go home with me.

In fact, he is not a real Taoist priest, but a fortune teller.

In general, fortune-telling is also a way to see through the world of mortals, and you can spy on some people who know the way of heaven.It is not suitable to marry, but he married a wife before he became a monk.

If he dared to take this baby girl home, that tigress would have skinned her!

"Since the girl insists on not leaving, I won't say much. Pindao didn't deceive the girl. I set up a stall here every month and every year, so I won't ruin my reputation for many years for a hairpin."

Before he left, he kindly left a stool for Fu Qiyun.That kind of long bench, a stool, if the people sitting are crowded, three adults can walk down side by side.

This fortune-telling heart is not bad, and he did not forget to remind Fu Qiyun in the end. "It's such a cold day, especially at night, the girl should find a place to keep out the cold earlier."

Don't see a dead man lying next to his booth when he comes over tomorrow.

It's sure to freeze to death if you spend a night outside.This girl is wearing very thin clothes.

Fu Qiyun still shook his head firmly, rejecting his kindness.

It turned out that the fortune teller was also afraid of the cold and wanted to sleep.Although the other party is related to that Fuchen Xiaozong, there is definitely no fate.

Otherwise, relying on this bond, Fuchen Xiaozong should also accept him as a beginner, instead of letting him set up a fortune-telling booth here to give people wooden plaques.

The market here is very quiet at night, and it looks very deserted, with lights shining through the windows.Leave little traces on the white snow.Big and big snowflakes fluttered down from the sky.It hit Fu Qiyun's body.Slowly dyed her hair white.

Fu Qiyun stared at the flames coming out of the windows of the houses where mortals lived, but only the sound of heavy snow falling in her ears.

Raise your hand to catch a snowflake.Although she is not afraid of the cold, her soul is still there, and her body is still a little hot.It's just that the three souls lack one soul, and the soul fire is missing, after all, it lacks a lot of heat compared to a human body.

It took a long time for the snow to melt in her hands, and it melted into a drop of water.

Fu Qiyun gasped, the white mist should not have been seen by her in the dark.At this moment, she could feel everything around her.It was as if in the heart island, she could feel it even though it was pitch black.

Even if she closes her eyes at this moment, she can still feel something.

Maybe it's the way fools perceive everything in the world.The dead body cannot open its eyes, hear its ears, or breathe in or out its nose.

It was just a cold corpse.

But this didn't have a particularly big impact on the ghost Fu Qiyun.

It snowed in the middle of the night, Fu Qiyun's whole body was covered with a thin layer of snow clothes.

After midnight, the snow stopped.And the lights in those rooms have long been off.It's lonely here.

Fu Qiyun looked at the darkness in front of her, she didn't want to sleep.

Fu Qiyun sat in the snow all night, and before the sun came out, she had already got up to shake off the snow on her body.

Go to a shady place and stay there.The first light of the day made her feel most uncomfortable.The light of killing souls, the obsession with killing the world is too deep, and the ghosts who want to become immortals remain in the world.

The golden luster stepped on the snow in a piece of peace, gently touching the white snow color.

The sun has just risen, so it stands to reason that the fog should be dispersed.But here and now is abnormal.

Standing in the hazy mist, Fu Qiyun had already become blind.

What a dense fog...

Fu Qiyun tightly held the wooden sign given to him by the fortune teller with both hands, and walked towards the direction indicated by the other party.

The other party said to go all the way to the outside of the market, that is, to the southeast.

Fu Qiyun stepped on the snow with one foot deep and the other shallow, and it was extremely difficult to walk.

But as I walked, I found that the thickness of the snow layer accumulated under my feet was getting shorter and shorter, and finally disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was a path.

A very ordinary path, if it is not winter now, but the green grass blooms on both sides of this path, Fu Qiyun would not have expected that this is where Fuchen Xiaozong is.

Going forward along the path, the thick fog slowly dissipated.

Fu Qiyun stepped on the hard stone slab, and a mountain appeared in her eyes.

This is the boundary of Fuchen Sect.

The sect is on the mountain, but there is a sign at the foot of the mountain with the three big characters of Fuchenzong written on it.

After this stele are stone steps.

All the way up, the mountain is very steep.But there is no guardrail next to the stone steps.If you accidentally fall down while climbing.It is estimated that it can fall directly to the foot of the mountain.

Fu Qiyun stepped forward.

I don't know how many steps she has passed, and in her eyes, several courtyards of Fuchen Xiaozong are in front of her, but she just can't reach them.It was as if the house was moving with itself.

Fu Qiyun was panting heavily, she is not like a human being now, nor is a ghost like a ghost,

She couldn't feel heat or cold or anything else, but she felt uncomfortable, but she didn't feel tired.

Fu Qiyun rested for a while, then stood up again.It's right in front of my eyes, why can't I reach it?

Or is this a trick played by the Fuchen sect, and only those who have a chance can really enter the Fuchen sect?She can't go now, does she mean she has no fate?

Fu Qiyun gritted her teeth, now she wants to join Fuchen Xiaozong no matter what.Only in this kind of sect of cultivation can it be possible to embark on the path of cultivation.

She now has a painting scroll and a small spell to ward off ghosts given to her by the old man.But she is not a cultivator, but only the four spiritual roots, and she cannot feel the aura of her own existence, so she is no different from ordinary people.

This is also the reason why the old man told Fuchen Sect where he was before he had time to teach him the method of cultivation.

From morning to afternoon, Fu Qiyun walked with dizzy eyes and hair swelling.Very uncomfortable.

The lips were chapped and peeled, the throat was dry and itchy, and there was a pain when he inhaled.

The surrounding fog only gathered for a short while in the morning, and it has dissipated long ago.The sun was already on her body. It was warm at first, but now it was tormenting.

At dusk, Fu Qiyun finally stepped on the last stone slab. He felt uncomfortable, but he was still able to stand where he was.

He raised his head and looked at the place in front of him.

This place consists of nine courtyards, not side by side, but elevated sequentially along the mountain.Every area is huge.It seems that each courtyard can accommodate at least 50 people.

But such a big yard has a very small gate.Small enough to take care of only two people.

Above the front yard is a wooden plaque with the words "outer courtyard" written on it.

She walked to the courtyard door.

An old man placed a small table by the door, covered with a yellow cloth.

A transparent colorless stone is on the table.The other party beckoned and said, "Come here and try. If you have a fate, stay here. If you don't have a fate, go home earlier."

Fu Qiyun leaned against the table, supporting himself with his hands.Ask: "What is fate?"

The old man stretched out his withered fingers with long nails, tapped the colorless stone lightly, and said, "You will know if you try it? This is the Immortal Test Stone. Just put your hands on it."

Fu Qiyun put his hand on it, and the old man narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.

Fu Qiyun didn't know what the other party was looking at, the stone didn't change.

"Without a bit of aura, most people will have a little aura, but people with poor health, weak constitution or light fate will not show aura if they put their hands on this stone. Go back, girl."

Fu Qiyun was shocked, his eyes widened in disbelief.Didn't the immortal say that he is a four-spiritual root? Although he is a little disabled, he can still cultivate.

How come Fuchen Xiaozong is just an ordinary person here?

No, according to the old man's words, this aura is more like a person's "anger".How could she be angry as a dead person?