You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

After Zhu Jueyun arrived in the ghost town, his cultivation had stagnated for a long time, and he was in a state of unresolved suffering, ready to retreat and realize his enlightenment.

Qu Conggu was very unhappy about this, he only moved his chopsticks for two meals before putting it down, followed Zhu Jueyun back and forth, didn't say 'don't go', just followed.

Zhu Jueyun was drinking tea downstairs, and he was sitting across from him, with his face lying on the table, his mouth pouted and glistening with water.

Although his eyes were not looking there, his ears were listening to the movement. He raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw Zhu Jueyun standing up with a serious face, and he also stood up.

Without saying a word, Zhu Jueyun went upstairs, and he obediently followed behind.

"come over."

The light in the room was very dark, Zhu Jueyun was sitting on a chair, only two lights passed by his ears, illuminating the shape of the window on the ground.

Qu Conggu walked up to him, lowered his head and gently clutched the front of his shirt with his hands.

Zhu Jueyun sighed, his expression finally softened.

"What's going on here?"

Qu Conggu didn't answer this question, he sat on him with his legs apart, hugged his neck, and rubbed his face against his neck bit by bit.

Zhu Jueyun was going crazy, he reacted immediately, without even a transition.

Qu Conggu was sitting on him, his heart was like a mirror, and he moved his mouth to kiss his cheek and neck, and fell into his arms like a cat.

Zhu Jueyun groped along the hand holding his skirt inch by inch, and pushed the wide sleeves all the way to the shoulders, which looked extraordinarily fair under the dark light.

Qu Conggu whimpered and stopped moving.

Zhu Jueyun pursed his lips tightly, suddenly supported him to stand up, and walked towards the bed.

Qu Conggu was startled, hugged him quickly, yelled 'ah', and shut his mouth quickly as if he was afraid of scaring anyone.

Zhu Jueyun threw him on the bed somewhat viciously, looked down at him condescendingly, saw that he was timid, and wanted to hide under the quilt but was dragged back.

"You don't want me to go, do you?" Zhu Jueyun asked.

Qu Conggu whispered, "No."

But it was said with resentment, muttering.

Zhu Jueyun supported his pillow with one hand, not letting him escape: "Then what are you doing?"

Qu Conggu didn't speak for a long time, suddenly became ruthless, turned his head and bit his wrist.

He didn't use much force, just to express his anger, but he couldn't do enough biting and kicking on the bed, and he did everything inexplicably as an accelerant for ambiguity.

Zhu Jueyun didn't care that he was still biting himself, leaned down and kissed his ear, going deeper and deeper, Qu Conggu let go of his mouth now, some water vapor floated in his eye sockets, and he lowered his eyes to look at him. He untied his belt with ease.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the wrist that had just been bitten by himself, as if it was his own support, tilted his head slightly and panted quickly, then, not wanting to miss anything, he lowered his head to look for Zhu Jueyun, and kissed him forehead.

Zhu Jueyun really couldn't bear his seduction, so he put one arm around the back of his head and propped him up half of his body, and with his half-knee body firmly embedded in his arms, he kissed his mouth red.

"Tired." Qu Conggu's face was also flushed, and he said out of breath.

"I want to lie down."

Zhu Jueyun let go, separated his legs and sent him inside.

Qu Conggu yelled again, as if he was drowning, he insisted on grabbing something, he thumped twice and grabbed onto his shoulder tightly, his short nails dug into his flesh.

Zhu Jueyun did not allow any rejection.

Qu Conggu endured it first, couldn't help it, and begged him in a low voice, sucked his nose and cried twice, stretched out his hand and pushed him back twice, but he didn't have much energy.

Zhu Jueyun said in a low voice: "Good boy, good boy."

Qu Conggu opened his eyes and looked at him: "Yes."

Every time he did this, Zhu Jueyun felt that his heart was melting into a puddle, and he couldn't say anything, as if he was soaked in water and swelled up to make people uncomfortable.

"I'm not going," Zhu Jueyun dropped his helmet and armor again, without leaving any principle behind, "OK?"

Qu Cong snorted, "Not good."

"I'm fine," he said, "you go."

Qu Conggu could still tell the truth, and he still didn't stop him when it came to the truth, even though he might not see each other for several years.

Zhu Jueyun made up his mind and would not change it: "If I don't go, I don't necessarily have to be locked up to avoid the world."

Qu Conggu was still blushing all over at this time, stretched out his hand and pulled a corner of the quilt to cover himself, and said softly: "No."

He also talked about the truth: "You go earlier, and you don't need to retreat anymore if you break through, otherwise you will have to toss around in the future, and you won't be able to fight with others."

Zhu Jueyun patted his face amusedly: "Why can't you beat me, do you despise me?"

"No," Qu Cong looked at him, "Don't find fault."

Zhu Jueyun laughed again, and leaned over to kiss him again.

The corners of his kissed eyes were red, and he gasped with his mouth open.

Zhu Jueyun looked at him deeply and didn't speak for a while.

Qu Cong smiled, his eyes narrowed: "I'm so sensible."

It seemed that it wasn't him who had been making faces these two days.

Originally, the matter between the couple should be discussed slowly behind closed doors.

a shave

Regarding the matter of shaving, there are still some small differences between Zhu Jueyun and Qu Conggu.

Of course, Zhu Jueyun couldn't find someone to shave him in the ghost town, but he couldn't let it go if his hair grew.

Qu Conggu was exhausted this day and was tortured by Peng Yu. When he came back, he saw Zhu Jueyun waiting for him with a dagger.

Qu Conggu: "..."

"That's great," Qu Conggu said limply, "You kill me, I won't live anymore."

Zhu Jueyun frowned and said, "What are you talking about?"

Qu Conggu stretched out three fingers tremblingly: "Three buckets—a whole three buckets of water! It's all hanging on me. I've been struggeling all afternoon. Now you pinch me and I don't even feel it..."

Seeing that he was so tired, Zhu Jueyun thought to forget about today.

Qu Cong consulted him: "What are you doing with the dagger? Killing your wife and abandoning your son?"

Zhu Jueyun gritted his teeth and said, "Stay away from the bell for me."

"I don't," Qu Conggu said, "Miss Bell is very nice to me."

Then after hearing Zhu Jueyun's words that he wanted him to shave him, his expression was very tangled and weird.

Zhu Jueyun: "...what's wrong?"

Consultant Qu Cong: "Can I not shave?"

Zhu Jueyun looked at him with questioning eyes.

Qu Conggu struggled for a moment and said, "Actually, I think you are more handsome when you have hair."

Zhu Jueyun: "..."

"Really," Qu Conggu said, "I fell in love with you at first sight, probably because of your good looks, and I became obsessed with ghosts. Later, I felt uncomfortable after seeing you shaved."

"Stop making trouble," Zhu Jueyun said helplessly, "We'll talk about it tomorrow, you should sleep a little longer today."

"No," Qu Conggu made a decisive decision, "I won't shave tomorrow either."

"I am a Buddhist cultivator." Zhu Jueyun said in a deep voice.

Qu Conggu gave a "tss" and said, "Who are you scaring? You are a Buddhist cultivator and you still drink and eat meat. Who said 'wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart stays', I remember clearly Woolen cloth."

Zhu Jueyun: "..."

When Nocturne Cong Gu threw the dagger out the window in order to express his determination not to shave him.

Of course, it might just be retaliation for Zhu Jueyun's refusal to intercede with Peng Yu on his behalf a few days ago, so that he could live a life that would be worse than death every day.

The next morning, when Zhu Jueyun was washing up, he looked up and saw himself in the bronze mirror, paused, and wiped his face dry with a cloth.

Later, for a long time, Zhu Jueyun really didn't shave his hair again.

Occasionally, Qu Conggu saw that his hair had grown, and happily cut it with scissors to make it look better.

For these innocuous demands, Zhu Jueyun satisfied Xiao Shizi.

So many years later, before leaving the ghost town, Zhu Jueyun was already spitting out ink.

At this time, he was going to have his degree shaved again, and Qu Conggu even cried a lot.

This time Zhu Jueyun didn't get used to him.

Do you know what color the flowers are when they bloom?

Everyone in the world hates black cats because they feel unlucky.

Its mother is a tabby cat. I don't know what color its father is, and I have never seen it. Anyway, it is the only pure black in the litter.

It is understandable to be thrown, which is too unlucky.

Regarding these days, it can only think of the long hunger, and sometimes it is beaten, it doesn't hurt too much, it scratches it back, and it doesn't suffer from hunger.

It is not bullied, and whoever bullies it will return it to death, and beat an egg against a rock, anyway, it is a poor life, and it is not afraid of anything.

Someone on the street took it home, probably out of pity for it.

The man feeds it fish bones, and it eats, and feeds it meat, and it eats it too, but if you give it fish bones again, it stops eating.

The man pinched its nose and called it: "Greedy cat."

I seldom call it a greedy cat, but more often call it "囡囡".

It thinks this name is particularly nice, and if a man calls it that, it should.

Sometimes when I go out and fight with other cats on the street, I feel very confident, it has a home, and it is not a wild cat.

If a man can't see it at night, he will come to the street to look for it, and call it one after another on the street: "Ninny, nannie, you're home."

It will come out proudly, walk towards the man, and let the other cats know that it is the daughter.

When the man is at home, he likes to sit on the rattan chair outside and watch the scenery.

There are many flowers and plants planted in the yard, but it doesn't know any of them, it just catches bugs and eats them.

The man hugged it, and the wicker chair shook gently, humming a little tune.

"Ninny's eyes are beautiful." Men sometimes praise them.

It looked up at him.

The man pointed to its left eye and said, "It's only blue."

Pointing to the right eye, he said, "It's only green."

It doesn't know what is blue and what is green.

As long as it is good-looking, it is good enough to be better-looking than other cats.

The man asked it: "Ninny, do you know what color the flowers are when they bloom?"

It didn't know, so it could only bark obediently.

The man smiled and said: "Yes, it is red, and the flowers are red when they bloom."

Maybe something is really wrong with the black cat. It feels that it knows a little too much. For example, it can see that the cousin wants to hook up with a man, and it can also see that the man's mother and brother-in-law are not good people.

Bah, bitch.

On the day of the man's wedding, it was hidden in the new house, and the bride secretly lifted her veil, and saw it staring at her, her face paled in fright.

When the bride fell into the night, she said: "That cat is so scary, please send it away."

The man was silent for a moment: "It won't come to the yard again in the future."

It didn't enter the woman's yard anymore. In fact, as long as the man said it, it wouldn't enter. There was no need to set up a net for defense.

However, it died later. It had been with the man for nearly 20 years. It didn't die of old age, but was poisoned to death by his wife.

"This cat is different, it's scary."

It clearly just wants to be a cat, but it doesn't know what it did wrong.

The man held it for a long time and buried it under the tree in front of the yard.

It floated by the man's side again.

The man is old, not good-looking, wrinkled, and the hand that touches it can't be straightened, it is full of wrinkles.

It can't even lick it.

Sometimes the man is in a trance, thinking that the cat is not dead, he touches the air in his arms and asks it: "Do you know what color a flower is when it blooms?"

It still doesn't know.

Later, I finally found out that it was on the day the man died that it saw a large area of ​​blood red.

He was killed, stabbed in with a knife, and the cat screamed hoarsely and no one heard it.

The man fell to the ground, and it licked him, feeling like it was going to be torn apart by hate.

During that time, there was a famine outside, and there was resentment and hatred everywhere. It became evil that day, brought smallpox, and killed all the relatives of the man.

After revenge, it doesn't want to live, but it can't die.

It really wants to die, but it has committed so many sins, it may go to hell, and it may be an animal life after life, not a human being.

It thought again, the man is old and his legs and feet are slow, maybe he can catch up if he dies soon, and it would be good to meet again on the road to Huangquan.

You say why the world is so bitter, it can’t do without anything.

If it happens again, and the man carries it home again, it will bite him and run away. If it doesn't follow him, there's nothing wrong with being a wild cat.

Take a few meals and break it for life and life.

But now, come and kill it.

It is afraid that it will not be able to catch up.

+ + + + +

"My daughter's eyes are beautiful, only flowers can compare to them, have you seen them yourself?"

It seems to be dreaming, the man is holding it and rocking the wicker chair, swaying and groggy in the afternoon.

There is a Hongzhi sword only a foot long

Going southeast from the Central Plains, you pass a long river, and you need to cross it by boat. Within a hundred miles, you can see a forest. You should wait until the sun is high in the afternoon before entering the forest. The deeper you go, the more fog you will see. Turning back, go straight ahead on the small road, and you will see more and more yellow sand all over the sky, less than five paces of sight, covering the sky, blocking out the sun and turbulent wind, and after a while, you will see a city with the word "ghost city" hanging on the high gate.

This is a ghost town.

According to the rules of the world, people who are not in great distress have no chance to enter the city, but whoever enters will never leave the city.

But there are exceptions, and there are always exceptions in this world.

The wind was blowing with yellow sand. There was a man in black wearing a hat and carrying a long sword, walking on the long street. His clothes were blown back by the strong wind, revealing his lean muscles. There is no one above, the wind does not speak, and he does not speak.

He walked steadily, and there was no movement under his feet. He seemed to be very familiar with the bad environment in this city. He walked to a restaurant in the center of the city and kicked the door open.

The noisy crowd in the restaurant suddenly stopped.

The man lowered his head, and the bamboo hat blocked most of his face, only the sharp-edged and unshaven chin could be seen.

Qu Conggu recognized it first, and shouted: "Master!" He threw the things in his hand and jumped on him.

Hearing a "swish", Peng Yu raised his hand and already had an unsheathed sword in his hand, and pressed it against his chest, stopping him halfway.

Qu Conggu pushed the sword away with a kick, and then jumped up.

Peng Yu turned around to hide again, but he grabbed the corner of his clothes and dodged his waist. Qu Conggu jumped onto his back and locked his arms around his neck: "Master, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! It's really you!"

Peng Yu turned his head: "Go down." The front teeth jumped out with one hand supporting the counter, and cursed: "Fuck, it's really fucking you?!"

Everyone stood up one after another, a little excited for a while.

Qu Conggu hugged his neck, feeling a little uncomfortable being blocked by the bamboo hat, and reached out to pick it up without thinking too much, but Peng Yu was startled, and it was too late to block it quickly.

The bamboo hat was raised, and there was a dead silence.

Qu Conggu was dumbfounded, he stretched out his hand to touch in a daze, and found a smooth head.

I saw that the top of Peng Yu's head was shaved and had six ring scars scalded.

I don't know who couldn't hold it back, anyway, I only heard a suppressed laugh, and then a burst of overwhelming laughter broke out in the lobby.

Peng Yu was so angry that he cursed, "Get off me, Lao Tzu."

Qu Conggu jumped off him, still unable to react, staring at his head: "Wow——"

Bell laughed loudly and said, "Is this still our Juggernaut?"

Peng Yu took out a chair and sat down casually, snoring uncomfortably on the back of his head: "It's not long ago, I'm a monk now."

"You can fucking pull it down," the front teeth poured him a bowl of wine, "don't fucking insult other monks."

Peng Yu stepped on the table and leaned against the wall with his sword in his arms. Even though he was shaved bald, he still remained cold and stern.

Zhonggou asked, "How did you escape?"

He and Peng Yu are quite similar in terms of age and cultivation level, and he felt a little like a hero in the ghost town. Although he didn't say anything about Peng Yu's departure, he felt a little bit sad in his heart.

"Come out for a walk, come back and have a look," Peng Yu said, "Eating fast and praying to Buddha every day, my mouth has faded like a bird."

Stuttering: "Then, that, can those monks let you go?"

"What else do they want to do?" Peng Yu raised his eyes and pointed to his head, "I've had my head shaved and my scar burned, what else do you want me to do?"

Qu Conggu was so excited that he couldn't sit still, he ran upstairs and shouted: "Zhu! Jue! Yun! Peng Peng is back!"

Then he ran back and looked at the clock dog: "Why are you still sitting here?"

Bell Dog: "???"

Chong Tianji also asked: "Exactly, why are you still sitting here?"

Everyone stared at the bell dog.

Zhonggou looked around, puzzled: "...Where am I going?"

The cripple said, "Let's cook."

Bell Dog: "???"

The big front tooth said angrily: "If you don't fucking go, go!"

The bell dog was speechless, he raised his hand and shook it meaninglessly in front of him, then put it down again without landing, and finally stood up and walked to the back kitchen.

"Wait a minute." Peng Yu shouted.

The bell dog turned to look at him.

"Make a fish," Peng Yu said, "braised it in soy sauce."

Bell Dog: "..."

Bell waved his sleeves and sat gracefully on the table: "Why can I still eat meat after becoming a monk?"

Qu Conggu understood this time, and answered for him: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep them in his heart, right? Master."

"That's the reason," Peng Yu said earnestly, "That's right."

Ling Dang spat: "Bah, I've never met a decent monk in my whole life."

"You can't say that," Qu Conggu taught her, "Zhu Jueyun has become a Buddha, which proves that he is still outstanding."

Bell said: "Go away."

Someone tugged her: "Don't sit here."

Bell: "???"

Someone pulled down the skirt for her, covered her big white legs, and educated her: "Women, why don't you know what to pay attention to?"

Bell simply said: "My mother??"

Peng Yu didn't know that the two of them got together, he was blinded by the scene for a moment, and winked at Qu Conggu.

Qu Conggu stretched out his two thumbs, they touched each other, and squeezed his eyes cleverly.

Peng Yu suddenly realized, and was even more confused: "...fuck me."

Someone went on to say: "I suggest you sew the skirt, good guy, I'll pull it down for you, and the top will be exposed, and if you pull it up, the bottom will be exposed again, what's wrong, I don't have money to buy cloth. ?"

Bell: "???"

She shook her head for a long time before saying: "Is my old lady giving you too much face?"

Qu Cong Gu echoed: "Yes, yes, I can't stand it anymore."

He used to feel that the two of them were not a good match, and when he saw the right time, he had to fill the firewood and make things worse, so it was best to just break up and let his sister Bell be free again.

He said to Ling Dang: "If I were you, I would definitely not be able to bear it."

Someone slapped him on the back of the head: "Go away, you are everywhere."

Peng Yu protects the calf very well. Don't look at him scolding and beating him every day, so he doesn't want others to bully his apprentice. At this time, he knocked his sword on the table and looked up at him: "Try to move him again?"

Someone: "..."

Qu Conggu didn't think there was anything at first, but when he turned his head and saw Zhu Jueyun coming down, he immediately yelled, pointed at someone and said, "Wow—you hit me!"

Zhu Jueyun paused: "..."

This person is not easy to mess with, someone was startled and said to him: "Listen to my explanation."

Zhu Jueyun remained expressionless, and then walked forward without saying anything.

Qu Cong Gugan said to his master, "You can also see that if I talk to Sister Lingdang well, he will hit me."

Peng Yu's eyelids twitched wildly, and he pushed him to the side, and Qu Conggu moved closer to Zhu Jueyun's side. His acting skills have improved to another level, and now he understands "I'm sorry to see you" What does it mean, he didn't speak, and quietly lowered his head and felt wronged.

Zhu Jueyun sat next to Peng Yu and said, "When did you arrive?"

Peng Yu said, "I just landed."

"How is Fulong Mountain?"

"It's very good," he said. "A group of monks can eat and pull, but don't do human work. It can't be better."

Zhu Jueyun thought the same, and nodded.

Qu Conggu: "???"

And me? ?

It was still Ling Dang who had the most temper, and kicked someone in the stomach: "Can you talk well?"

Someone: "..."

What Qu Conggu cares about now is not about this, but how did Zhu Jueyun become like this?

The original promise was too beautiful and too young, no matter how beautiful the love is, it will lose to time?

The ruthless bastard pulled over a chair and said, "Sit here, what are you doing standing there?"

Qu Conggu glanced at him and rolled his eyes.

The cripple came over and asked, "How long will you stay this time?"

Peng Yu casually said, "Let's go after two days in this quiet place."

The topic of everyone was brought back again, and they talked about the affairs of the world and the daily life.

Zhu Jueyun's hand reached out from below and grabbed Qu Conggu, held it for a while, then interlocked his five fingers, and pulled him over.

They acted like this in the dark, the man's face was still cold and indifferent, only Yu Qu Conggu kept his face straight at first, then loosened up, and then remembered why he was angry, and put on his straight face again.

Zhu Jueyun put his hand on his lap, his hand was always dry and warm, and he held it tightly, which produced some timid intimacy for no reason.

Qu Conggu pulled it out for a while, but Zhu Jueyun said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble."

He really didn't move, and somehow he was so obedient.

It wasn't long before Peng Yu left, but everyone was extremely enthusiastic.

Maybe it’s because Peng Yu stayed in the ghost town for too long, as if he had become a table and a chair in the ghost town, and had been integrated into the yellow sand in the city for a long time. Once he left, everyone always felt empty. a piece of something.

What's more, he bears a miracle. Everyone knows that he will never belong to the ghost town again. No matter what, he will go further and further away from everyone, and even run counter to it.

Love can be repeated, and morality can also be destroyed, but the time of a hundred years cannot be worn out. A chivalrous man may be able to endure death, but he may not be able to bear being a stranger to friends in the Tao.

It's like when Zhu Jueyun and Qu Conggu went out of the city, no one gave them a step except the bell, but after Caogu sent the wayfinding bell, the whole city could send out all 23 people. I knew that the two of them would not go far.

But Peng Yu is different, he really left the city, and there will be thousands of years of rain and wind in the future, and if there is no accident, he will really not come back.

He's also strong enough that he doesn't need them to help him fight and beat up those who bully him.

Stuttering: "You, you help me see if I, stammering, stammering can still recover."

Peng Yu said casually, "It's no good."

Stuttering and opening his mouth blankly: "...ah."

Peng Yu said: "Ah shit, I just got a miracle, not a fortune teller, just watch it."

Stuttering: "You man! You, you have too bad a mind!"

The big front tooth said: "It's all fucking said, let you fucking follow me, my stuttering is not fucking cursing?"

"I don't!" stammered, "I, I don't swear, it's a matter of principle!"

The incisor was speechless for a moment, waved his hand and said, "It's all right, let the fuck do what you want."

Qu Conggu was being dishonest again, scratching Zhu Jueyun's palm under the table, dangling his chin on the table, feeling bored.

Bell asked him, "But are you sleepy?"

Qu Conggu shook his head slowly, turned his head to someone's side, and then turned back after a pause.

The bell kicked someone again.

Someone finally couldn't take it anymore and said to him: "No, my friend, what do you think of me? "

Before Qu Conggu could speak, Peng Yu asked, "Why, what happened to you two?"

"..." Someone couldn't argue, "I really didn't bully him, this kid has disliked me for a long time."

Zhu Jueyun explained: "It's nothing, it's just a child's mind."

Everyone: "..."

After a while of silence, he said in a bun, "He's over 80 years old, my friend."

Qu Conggu: "..."

Zhu Jueyun seems to have just realized that Qu Conggu has been in Taoism for more than [-] years, and he is no longer the little kid who never let go of his clothes.

Actually it's not—

He was still that little kid, but only his shell had grown up, and his mind had not changed, so he always ignored the fact that time passed on everyone equally, and didn't treat Qu Conggu extra kindly.

Ling Dang said with emotion: "The days are so fast, you were only a little older back then."

Qu Conggu said: "...you are too exaggerated, I was almost 17 years old at the time."

Ling Dang looked at him and smiled: "I was more than 170 years old at the time."

When she said this, maybe other people also felt something, not sure, but anyway, she still said what she should say, smiled as she should, raised the wine bowls and knocked them together, spilled bits and pieces of wine, and poured it into the stomach Here, I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk, regardless of the disturbances in the world.

Zhonggou poked his head out from the back kitchen: "Dinner is ready—"

Qu Conggu jumped to the ground, went to help him, cleaned up the table, put it together, divided the chopsticks, and a group of people knocked on the bowls and waited for the food.

A meal lasted from dawn to dusk, and a group of people at the table drank so much that they lost their shapes and were paralyzed everywhere. Zhu Jueyun was originally abstained from alcohol, but he drank some today, but he was still sober, but he talked a lot less.

The cripple lowered his head and poked two peanuts in the bowl with his chopsticks, with a cane in his hand.

He drank a lot, but he wasn't drunk, and he didn't talk.

Peng Yu said, "I have something to do with you."

Qu Conggu suddenly heard him speak, he didn't know who he was talking to, and when he looked up, he realized that Peng Yu was looking at the lame man.

The cripple said, "What is it?"

Peng Yu didn't shy away from the drunks at the table, and said bluntly, "See if I can cure your leg."

The cripple didn't seem to respond to this: "It can't be cured."

"It can be cured," Peng Yu said simply, "You don't want to be cured."

The lame man glanced at him: "The lame man is no longer lame once his leg is healed."

"Neither Wude Xingjun, nor a cripple."

"Then who am I?"

He asked plainly, without emotion, very quiet and sober.

Peng Yu said, "It's up to you."

But he actually came back to the ghost town for the lame man, and if the lame man didn't want to be cured, he came in vain, so he just said "up to you".

"It's just that I found an ancient mythical beast." Peng Yu drank a bowl of wine. "This creature has been with gods, and its nose is very sharp. It smells that I have something to do with its master. It has been following me and refuses to leave."

The lame hand stopped.

Peng Yu said: "That thing has harmed many people, its body is full of killing, and it doesn't have much fairy spirit."

The cripple's voice grew cold, and he said, "You brought it."

"No," Peng Yu said, "It's tied up outside the city, so forget it if you don't want to see him."

It was the first time for Qu Conggu to see such cold and intense emotion on the cripple's face, and he heard the cripple say, "Let it go."

Peng Yu agreed very simply: "Success."

Zhu Jueyun kept his eyes slightly closed, at this moment he suddenly said: "Wu De, think about it carefully."

The cripple suddenly turned to look at him: "What did you call me?"

Zhu Jueyun sighed lightly, but did not answer.

The cripple asked amusedly, "Where is martial virtue in this world?"

Peng Yu stood up and smelled of alcohol, he picked up his bamboo hat and said, "I'll kill it, or let it go? You decide."

The cripple didn't speak for a while, then said: "Let it go."

Peng Yu said again: "Success."

Then simply walk away.

"I won't come back after this time," he didn't look back when he stopped at the door, "you won't have another chance to change your life."

He waited a while, but the lame man didn't stop him, so he went away.

The gu eagle was trapped on the cloud, its limbs were entangled with golden threads, and it roared endlessly when it saw someone approaching. The evil spirit on its body was so strong that people could not open their eyes. Going up, facing the fangs of this divine beast, he hesitated for a moment but did not make a move.

"Go away." Peng Yu said, and the immortal rope was loosened following the formula, and the Gu sculpture was free, rushing up to the sky.

It can feel that the familiar breath is within a hundred miles, but it doesn't know how to do it, and bumps up and down.

Peng Yu said: "Get out, get out, no one is coming."

Gu Diao barked his fangs and yelled at him, the wet breath made him frown, a sword swung out with a burst of silver light, and said coldly: "Don't be shameless."

Gu Diao is a beast after all, instinctively flinched in fear of the strong, and then the anger and eagerness actually broke through the fear, it flew several meters, and rushed back again!

Peng Yu didn't have a good impression of this thing at first, but he became murderous in an instant, and the sword light flickered with murderous aura.

But suddenly he saw a golden light in the distance, Zhu Jueyun came riding on the golden light, the Buddha's aura was so heavy that all his anger subsided.

The Gu Diao was naturally afraid of the Buddha, so it fell sleepily, but gritted its teeth and let out a threatening sound from its throat, then it suddenly saw something and rushed up madly——

The lame man rode on the cloud and revealed his figure.

Zhu Jueyun stretched out his hand slowly, calming down the Gu sculpture with Buddha's energy, and obediently fell under his feet.

Leaning on crutches, the lame man stepped forward and looked down at it.

"I've paid off what I should have paid," he said calmly. "It's only a couple of minutes. Do I have to say it to understand?"

Gu Diao's big wings hang down, it lowers its head submissively, licking his legs.

The cripple didn't hide either, he just said, "Do you still expect me to break your blood contract?"

Gu carvings are extremely difficult beasts to serve, no one didn't know them back then.

Martial Virtue Xingjun was not born without desires and desires. He was born with sharp edges and corners when he had nothing to experience in the past. He guarded the people of one side, so he naturally wanted to subdue the beasts here. bravery.

Gu Diao didn't accept him but followed him for almost a thousand years. This thing, it has feelings after raising it.

He also reckoned that this Gu carving is cruel by nature, and it is most taboo to be restrained by others, and I am afraid it does not like to be controlled by him, but since it has already recognized its master, it cannot be released again, besides, this beast is usually obedient, so he will relax up.

He didn't expect this beast to hate him so much.

Demons are raging in the realm of martial arts. This is just a small riot every few hundred years. He has already experienced it once, and this time it is just normal, but it is this battle that shattered his godhead and made him He became a cripple who was worse than a mortal.

His divine beast turned against him before the battle and bit off one of his legs. He was frightened and in severe pain. He threw the tomahawk, and the chariot behind him ran over him, shattering two of his ribs.

The godhood was shattered due to negligence, but it all happened overnight.

Wu De is innocent, he just lost the face of the gods, he is the only god in the world who was calculated by his own gods and beasts.

There is no telling who is right and who is wrong in this matter, and he finally understood during countless sleepless nights in the ghost town that one is that he is not innocent, two is that he has to make trouble with a bastard, and the third is that this is probably his fate, he was born absurd.

What did the Gu Eagle want to come to him again?

Because the blood contract was formed when he recognized the master back then, and it has not disappeared until now. The Gu carving has been cool for a few years and then he is not happy. Every day, he is connected to his mind and controls his emotions by Wu De, who does not know where he is, and feels that he is still not free enough.

The blood contract is still a wonderful thing, it is different from the recognition between Cao Gu and Zhu Jueyun, people and beasts are connected by blood, although they cannot control their actions, they can communicate with each other and unite their hearts and minds.

From the beginning to the end, Zhu Jueyun and Cao Gu will have a relationship of loyalty and being loyal, submitting and being surrendered, but the blood contract is slowly coming, becoming more and more harmonious and tacit.

The cripple has had a rough time these years, and his heart is depressed, and the Gu Eagle is also forced to hold back his evil spirit and kill everywhere.

Zhu Jueyun said: "There are accounts to be settled today."

But the lame man didn’t need to talk about it anymore, he squatted down, because one leg was broken, this movement seemed extraordinarily strenuous, he reached out and patted Gu Diao’s face, and said: “Don’t think about it in your life, I can’t let it go you."

"My godhead is broken to play with you, what good things do you think of?"

Gu Diao whimpered and licked his hand again.

The lame hand avoided.

"Let's go, don't come looking for me again, when I die, the blood contract will naturally be broken."

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