100 years after breaking up with Taoist couple

After a hundred years away, Gu Xuecun saw these eyes again, and felt goosebumps all over his body, and he couldn't go on howling halfway through.

This person is Tianjue Daoist, Lu Jueling.

For a while, he couldn't think of how to speak, so Gu Xuecun had no choice but to accept the merits, and stood there silently wiping away tears with a square handkerchief, so as not to change.

Song Zipei, as if he had been pardoned, bowed respectfully to Lu Jue, called "Little Martial Uncle", and explained the cause and effect.

Gu Xuecun thought with a little melancholy: the little junior brother in the past has become a junior senior uncle today, and he still looks so boring. Time really makes people grow old, destroying a delicate flower like an old tree root.

"Zipei is reckless and offends the girl. The Zixiao faction will punish him with the rules of the school."

When Song Zipei heard the word door rules, his face turned green, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to argue.

Gu's playful instincts returned to his body, and he said miserably: "The junior in your family peeked at a girl's bath in my house. As a teacher, you didn't say sorry, and you said that you should be punished or not. I can't see it. How do you know you?" It’s true or false... I think it’s just seeing me alone and fooling me, a weak woman."

Lu Jue Ling was silent for a moment, and said: "The Zixiao faction didn't control the disciples well, so I offended you, I'm really sorry, I hope you don't blame me."

Seeing him deflated, Gu Xuecun felt secretly refreshed, and then heard Lu Jueling say: "If the girl is uneasy, Zipei will take responsibility for the girl after the elders of the family agree."

Song Zipei turned pale with shock: "Little Master...I..."

Lu Jueling glanced at him lightly, but ignored him.

Gu Xuecun: "..."

"So, is the girl satisfied?"

Gu Xuecun: "...It's not that bad, I'm not so angry now."

Ruthless or you Lujue Ling Ruan, if you marry your nephew, you will marry your nephew. The junior disciples of the Zixiao sect really have no right to marry.The Chunhua Palace is full of female cultivators, and they have realized free love and free marriage one step earlier than the Zixiao School.

"The mountains are high and the roads are dangerous here, and there are many monsters, beasts and poisonous insects. The girl is alone, how can she be here?" Lu Jueling asked lightly, "I see that your spiritual power is weak, and you are not a practitioner. If you dare to ask, how did the girl recognize you? Clothes for disciples of the Zixiao sect?"

Song Zipei was reminded by him, and he was also taken aback by the side, and said: "Yes, why did the girl know that I am from the inner sect of the Zixiao sect as soon as we met?"

Gu Xuecun is the best at making up nonsense, and he just opens his mouth.

"It's a long story. My family name is Shi. I'm from Dengzhou, and my family is in business. Half a year ago, my father was robbed by horse bandits when he went to the business, and even his body was never found. My mother couldn't stand the blow. Once he got sick, he also passed away."

Song Zipei listened with compassion on his face, and looked at him with gentle eyes.

"But I have an elder brother who was picked by the head of the immortals when he was young, saying that he was sent to the south of the Zixiao sect to cultivate immortals. He came back once when he was an adult, so I also know the clothes of the Zixiao sect."

"After my mother passed away, I took care of my father and mother's funeral by myself, and I also hired bodyguards to escort me to the south to find my elder brother. Unexpectedly, when I arrived here one day ago, those bodyguards said they were going to hunt some pheasants and hares. To fill my hunger, I left me alone and never returned."

Hearing this, Song Zipei was speechless for a moment, and then said for a while, "Since that's the case, Miss Shi is still pointing at me and scolding me. The Zixiao faction is nothing but disciples. Could it be that your brother..."

Gu Xuecun: "..."

Gu Xuecun: "I was annoyed!"

Seeing him taking out his handkerchief, Song Zipei thought he was going to cry again, so he shut up in fright.

Lu Jueling said: "Everyone doesn't know where Zixiao Mountain is located."

Song Zipei quickly changed the subject, echoing: "That's right, it's impossible for those bodyguards to know where the Zixiao Sect's mountain gate is, girl, you were deceived by them."

Gu Xuecun was shocked and said: "Unexpectedly, this happened?!"

His childish peach blossom eyes were full of mist, and I felt sorry for the pear blossoms crying with rain: "But I... have given them all the money left by my parents."

Song Zipei: "..."

Although it is indeed pitiful, this Miss Shi is too stupid... I think she must have been raised in a boudoir all the time, and she didn't know the dangers of the world, so she was so naive.

Lu Jueling said: "Your brother's name?"

Gu Xuecun snorted for a long time, and said falteringly: "My brother has been away from home for so long, I can't remember it, I just remember his nickname is Goudan."

Lu Jueling and Song Zipei: "..."

"There are more than a hundred inner disciples of the Zixiao Sect, and there is more than one surnamed Shi. You can follow us back and identify them one by one."

Waiting for this sentence!Gu Xuecun was secretly happy.

Beihai is too far away, although he won't be able to go back for a while, but he will definitely be able to find out what's going on in Chunhua Palace if he goes to the Zixiao faction.

And when he arrived at the Zixiao faction, he would definitely find a way to return to Beihai!

"Thank you two elders."

Lu Jueling nodded slightly, turned around and took the two of them out of the woods. Seeing this, Song Zipei hesitated for a moment, but still blushed and said to Gu Xuecun: "Since Miss Shi's elder brother is a member of the Zixiao sect, it is right for him to take care of you." Yes, no need to thank you. My surname is Song, my name is Zipei, the son of Zichou Yinmao, and the son of Peize. Miss Shi don't need to call me Xianchang, call me... call me..."

When he said this, he was even more afraid to look into Gu Xuecun's eyes, and he was even more embarrassed to ask a girl to call him by his name, so he was even more embarrassed. He only regretted in his heart why he suddenly went crazy and asked a woman he met by chance to call him by his name .

Unexpectedly, the man's peach blossom eyes curled up with a smile, and said in a warm voice: "I see, Brother Song, thank you very much."

Song Zipei's face turned red again.

Lu Jueling paused in front and said, "Song Zipei, let's go."

He suddenly called out his full name, which startled Song Zipei, so he didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly followed behind.

Walking through the woods, I saw a short hill in front of me. Seven or eight Zixiao Palace disciples were waiting on the hill. When they saw Lu Jueling, they saluted and said, "Little Master, I have searched all the mountains before and after. There are no people, only a boulder on this mountain has blood, but it has dried up."

That boulder was exactly the one that Gu Xuecun was leaning on at the beginning, and he presumably vomited the blood on it three years ago.

Gu Xuecun followed behind to watch. He didn’t know if he didn’t look at it. He was startled when he saw it. He didn’t feel it when he vomited. Now he vomited so much. There is still a large piece of dark brown blood that dries up afterwards.

Lu Jueling stood in front of the boulder, staring at the bloodstain for a long time, but did not speak.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"...Actually, this bloodstain may not be left by Young Master Gu, after all, he may not be the only one who will pass through this place..." A disciple, who was in the middle of hitting the circle, was suddenly at a loss for words.

Master Tianjue picked up a piece of tattered scarlet cloth from a bush beside the stone.

"..."

Lu Jueling pinched the piece of cloth and asked, "The front is the mountain area under the jurisdiction of Jiku Mountain."

Song Zipei said, "Yes."

Lu Jueling put away the piece of cloth and said, "Go back to Zixiao Mountain." After a pause, he said again, "Walk, go back from the east."

All the disciples looked blank, and one of them asked: "But Master Yan said that Palace Master Gu was flying north."

Lu Jueling said, "Northeast is also north."

The disciple: "..."

Well, the real Tianjue said he wanted to leave, who would dare not to leave, so everyone left the mountain bag again, walked on the east mountain path, and left the mountain range.

Every time he passes through a new mountain area, Lu Jue Ling must find out the bottom of this mountain area, but every time he always returns in vain.

Gu Xuecun secretly released Xiaoyue while they were searching, and told it not to get too close or too far away.Xiaoyue was choked up in the storage bag, rolled her eyes when she came out, let out a snort, and ran away happily.

Although it is naughty, it has always been smart and sensible, so Gu Xuecun is not worried.

Gu Xuecun completely lost the psychological burden after using the excuse of going to the toilet to let Xiaoyue go. Shi Shiran went back to the tree waiting for everyone from the Zixiao Sect. Unexpectedly, one of them had already returned from under the tree.

Seeing him coming back, Song Zipei breathed a sigh of relief, and said worriedly: "Miss Shi, where have you been? The mountains are dangerous, try not to walk around alone."

Gu Xuecun said: "I went to the toilet, so will you accompany me next time?"

Song Zipei's face flushed red: "Shi...Miss Shi, please don't make such jokes."

Although it has been a day, he still hasn't gotten used to switching freely between this girl Shi's weird style of painting, which is sometimes shy and timid, and sometimes indifferent and endless.

"You're kidding." Gu Xuecun said, "Brother Song, don't worry, there is your little uncle guarding around here, which monster would dare to jump out if it takes too long?"

This is true.

Song Zipei smiled helplessly, took out two juicy wild fruits from his sleeves, and said: "This is the fruit I picked nearby, it can satisfy your hunger, you haven't cultivated, you haven't grown grain, you must be hungry."

Gu Xuecun took the wild fruit, took a bite, and said, "It's so sweet!" Then he added with a smile, "Same as you."

"Shi...Miss Shi was joking..." Song Zipei blushed and waved his hands.

The other Zixiao sect disciples who went to search also came back one after another. Seeing this situation, they all burst into laughter: "Oh, brother Song, you have enlightened!"

They already knew about this Miss Shi. As for the fact that Song Zipei accidentally saw a picture of a beautiful woman coming out of the bath, even though he refused to admit it to death, they didn't know where they knew it, and even spread a more voluptuous version. , So naturally the trouble was even more joyful.

Song Zipei's face was red and black, and he pretended to be angry: "Shut up!"

He turned his head to look at Gu Xuecun, only to see the round-faced girl holding a half-bitten fruit, her eyes fixed on a certain place.

Daoist Tianjue who came back at some time was standing by the rushing stream, holding a piece of tattered scarlet cloth in his hand, he stared at the rag with no expression on his face.

Song Zipei originally thought that she would be ashamed and angry because of the jokes made by her classmates, but he didn't take it seriously at all, and felt a little lost for some reason.

However, Gu Xuecun's face suddenly turned pale, cold sweat broke out on his head while hugging his belly, and he trembled slightly, his figure was a little bit precarious.

Song Zipei was taken aback when he saw this, and immediately lost his thoughts just now, and hurried up to support Gu Xuecun, and said anxiously: "Miss Shi, what's wrong with you?"

"my tummy hurts……"

Before he could finish his sentence, he tilted his head and passed out.

Now all the disciples panicked, and hurriedly called the little martial uncle.

Hearing them calling him, Lu Jueling put away the piece of fabric properly, walked over to ask what happened, and saw the half-gnawed fruit at a glance.

"She ate this?"

Song Zipei nodded and said: "Isn't this Jasper fruit, we often pick it and eat it on Zixiao Mountain."

Lu Jueling said: "Although this object is similar to the jasper fruit in appearance, it is not a jasper fruit. It is poisonous for ordinary people to eat."

Song Zipei's face turned pale with shock, and by looking at his face, he could tell that he was remorseful: "Then, what should we do?"

Lu Jueling stretched out his hand to grab the fainted man's hand, brushed up the sleeve, revealing a white wrist, closed his eyes, and clasped the index finger and middle finger on Gu Xuecun's pulse gate.

Song Zipei: "... how?"

After a long while, Lu Jueling finally opened his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the face of the fainted purple-clothed girl, his thin lips were tightly closed and he said nothing.

Song Zipei: "Little uncle?"

Lu Jueling watched for a long time before slowly raising his eyes to Song Zipei who looked anxious.

Song Zipei: "..."

For some reason, I suddenly felt a little hairy.