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Chapter 10

He Chunlin had calmed down a long time ago, and when Wang Cheng entered the house with the well water, he looked up with a smiling face. It was Wang Cheng who was startled by He Chunlin's smile, and the wooden basin in his hand shook and splashed out. A lot of water.

"It's so dark outside that you can't see your fingers, don't go out." He Chunlin greeted Wang Cheng with a smile.

Wang Cheng nodded frightened by He Chunlin's smile. He knew that he had offended He Chunlin just now, and now he would do whatever He Chunlin asked him to do.

He Chunlin picked up a bamboo stick and flicked the candle wick, and the room became brighter again. He Chunlin was satisfied, and said with a smile: "Finally, I can sleep on the bed."

"Yes." Wang Cheng echoed softly.

He Chunlin wiped his face with clean water indiscriminately and ran to the bed excitedly. This bed is much better than the wooden bed in Wang Cheng's house. He Chunlin pushed on the bed and turned his head to urge Wang Cheng who was still standing: "Come up quickly, don't whine, time is precious."

Wang Cheng didn't understand the meaning of He Chunlin's last four words. He also tidied himself up a little and checked whether the doors and windows in the house were locked. When everything was confirmed, there was a slight snoring sound behind him.

Wang Cheng turned around suspiciously, and He Chunlin on the bed had fallen asleep peacefully, probably because he was too tired these days, He Chunlin fell asleep with his pillow on his hands, and Wang Cheng tiptoed to the bed, he was afraid to go to bed at this time, I was afraid that a single movement of my own would awaken He Chunlin's dream.

He leaned against the edge of the bed, leaned gently and slowly closed his eyes.

He Chunlin was still snoring, completely unaware that Wang Cheng was staying on the ground again against his will.

It was a deserted town at first, only the evening wind whistling and the faint cries of insects hidden in the bushes. A black shadow appeared in the house where the two stayed. The side room lit by candles slowly walked towards it.

He Chunlin was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly felt a little cold. He subconsciously wanted to find something warm to keep warm. After touching it for a long time, there was nothing around him. He Chunlin sat up on the bed like a carp, and Wang Cheng on the ground was pulled out The movement also opened his eyes.

"Why are you down here!? I kicked you down?" He Chunlin was startled when he saw Wang Cheng who was sleeping on the ground, thinking that he kicked him out of the bed because of his poor sleeping appearance, and dragged Wang Cheng while annoyed. Cheng's clothes corner, "Come up, come up, it's suddenly getting cold today, what should you do if you catch a cold while sleeping on the floor, there is no doctor in this deserted place."

Wang Cheng was put on the bed by He Chunlin who was half-supporting and half-pulling, but He Chunlin broke out in a cold sweat at this moment. Wang Cheng, who had his back to He Chunlin, found that He Chunlin who was pulling him was silent, and his whole body was also stiff.

"You...are you a human or a ghost..."

Hearing He Chunlin's trembling sound, Wang Cheng immediately pulled He Chunlin into his arms and wrapped He Chunlin tightly with a quilt. When everything was in order, he raised his head and looked at the open door.

The originally locked door had been opened for some reason, and the candles in the room had long been blown out by the wind that came in through the door. There was a black figure standing at the door, whose face could not be seen clearly in the dark night.

He Chunlin looked at the black shadow at the door and burst into tears in his heart. He is just unlucky, so he is afraid of anything!Although the town was empty, and although he expected that there must be something wrong, He Chunlin lived here with a little luck. Want to slap myself to death.

"What do you want?" Wang Cheng said, he hugged He Chunlin tightly, and asked with his eyes looking at the shadow at the door.

Although a little timid, He Chunlin bravely said: "Brother, don't blame me. If you like this place, we will leave immediately."

The black shadow at the door moved, and He Chunlin subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Hmm... that's really strange..." It was an old man's voice, and his voice was actually a little brisk.

He Chunlin was stimulated by the sound and opened his eyes. The candles in the room turned on for some reason, and they lit up the room so brightly.

"The old man has never missed it, but it's not the case when you get closer..." It was an old man with white hair, he was short in stature, but his face was full of red light.

"The eyes are dull, the face is dull, and there is no spiritual energy in the body... But why can't the old man see your fate... and you..." The old man with white hair suddenly appeared in front of He Chunlin, and the two of them stared at each other. At present, He Chunlin could clearly see the gully on the old man's face. Wang Cheng obviously didn't expect this sudden move. He subconsciously wanted to push the old man away, but was tied tightly by the thing that came out of the old man's sleeve, and he fell to the ground, the old man didn't care at all, "You are also strange, as if you never existed."

He Chunlin was dumbfounded.

"Obviously someone who should enter the Palace of Hades, why is he still alive?" The white-haired old man scratched his head in distress.

"Immortal... My husband and I are just passing by here. If you disturb me, I will stay here to accompany you. You are welcome to ask for anything the immortal wants. Just say... and ask the immortal to raise your hand..." He Chunlin didn't mind even if there were ten thousand grass mud horses in his heart. Don't bow your head, this person must be an expert, needless to say, he must be subdued.

"Husband?" The white-haired old man pointed to Wang Cheng who was bound tightly on the ground and asked, "You say he is your husband?"

"Isn't it..." He Chunlin laughed a few times, glanced at Wang Cheng on the ground from the corner of his eye, and the thing that tied Wang Cheng turned out to be a whisk in the hand of the white-haired old man!But it’s very unscientific, don’t worry, this world talks about metaphysics!

"That's even more wrong. This person is destined to have no joy, no anger, no worry, no fear, no love, no hatred, and no desire. How could the fate of the lone star of the devil be your husband? What's more wrong is that he Your fate is against yours, you are the one who was killed!" The old man moved closer and looked at He Chunlin and said, "But you are still alive, could it be that the time has not yet come? It is even more wrong, I have counted, you should have died a long time ago gone."

He Chunlin, who was cursed by the old man all the time, was very angry, but he could only keep smiling, "Thanks to the gods for seeing me, I will definitely live well while I am alive..."

"What's wrong is that you have a fairy fate." The white-haired old man lowered his head and finally took a few steps back. He Chunlin breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was still flustered.

"He has a great chance." The old man pointed to Wang Cheng on the ground, "You are doomed."

He Chunlin held his breath and dared not speak.

"No, no, I missed it, the stars are too bright tonight." The white-haired old man cleared his throat and said, "Hmm... baby... what's your name?"

He Chunlin pointed at himself tremblingly, and asked in a low voice, "Me?"

"Otherwise who else is it?" The white-haired old man was disgusted.

"He Chunlin."

"Oh... Interesting and interesting... I can't see your immortality, but I have seen your mortal world. It's really... not suitable for cultivating immortals." The last words of the white-haired old man were filled with some regrets, "But it is destiny , Xiaowa, you should be more careful, this opportunity is not to be missed, if you miss this one, I am afraid there will be no next time."

"I have a fairy fate?" He Chunlin looked at the old man with white hair in a daze.

"Well, the old man is also very surprised, but the way of heaven is so, no one can change it."

"System, who the hell is he?"

"System, speak up!"

"System, wake up!"

No matter how much He Chunlin yelled, the system tone just didn't sound.

He Chunlin was sweating profusely. He looked at the old man with a stiff expression, and smiled apologetically, "Thank you for your kind words."

"Little baby, do you want to cultivate immortality?" The white-haired old man didn't ask He Chunlin this time, but Wang Cheng who was on the ground.

The whisk that restrained Wang Cheng's mouth, nose, and body returned to the old man's hands, and Wang Cheng regained his freedom and looked at the old man warily, "Think."

The old man seemed to have thought of something, and asked divinely, "Oh, why?"

"Protect him."

"You mean He Chunlin?" The white-haired old man glanced at He Chunlin on the bed, then at Wang Cheng on the ground, and shook his head helplessly, "He's dead."

"I'm still alive." He Chunlin couldn't help interrupting the old man.

The white-haired old man just waved his hands after hearing this, "The way of heaven says so, don't be mad at me."

Wang Cheng looked at the old man resolutely, "Even if he dies, I still want to protect him and guard him."

"How to protect him when he's dead?" The old man blinked, obviously not understanding what Wang Cheng meant.

"That's why I cultivate immortality." Wang Cheng put his feet on the ground and knelt down to the old man with white hair, "I ask the immortal to help me."

He Chunlin quickly got up from the bed and knelt down with Wang Cheng.

"Well... I'm just passing by, so I can't give you a fairy fate." The white-haired old man smiled and said to a stealing cat, "But there is a snow mountain to the west of here, if you two reach the top of the mountain, you will see a snow mountain." Stone ladder, there is a gate at the end of the stone ladder, and inside the gate is Wen Tianzong."

"Have you heard of the head of Tianzong?" the old man with white hair asked with a smile.

Wang Cheng and He Chunlin shook their heads. One was ignorant and ignorant before leaving the village, and the other was ignorant without the system.

The white-haired old man clicked his tongue twice, "That's a powerful character. He has survived the thunder disaster, extinguished the evil fire, and survived the evil wind. He is one step away from the extraordinary way in 500 years."

The white-haired old man glanced at the two kneeling on the ground and continued to smile: "Forget it, you don't understand after I say it, if one day, the two of you can really worship Wentianzong, please tell the head of Wentianzong for me. , Let’s just say... the old man’s debts to him have been paid off, and from now on we will go our separate ways and practice our own minds.”

"Thank you fairy for the pointer."

Wang Cheng and He Chunlin didn't dare to neglect, they kowtowed again.

"Okay, okay, you two should leave as soon as possible. It is also fate. You can live safely in this place full of miasma. Hey... fate is really good, I met this old man..."

Hearing what the old man with white hair said, He Chunlin immediately made up his mind that the only way to send this fairy away was to leave immediately with Wang Cheng.

The white-haired old man burst into a smile, "But your kid named He Chunlin is really interesting..."

Accompanied by a burst of clear laughter, the old man walked slowly towards the door with his hands behind his back.

Until the laughter got farther and farther away, He Chunlin's tense nerves finally relaxed. The past few days have been really ups and downs.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I won't be able to resist another ghost and snake spirit later." He Chunlin said to Wang Cheng.

"it is good."

"I've been so unlucky these past few days. It's not peaceful anywhere." He Chunlin muttered, remembering what the white-haired old man said just now, and got goosebumps all over his body.

And Wang Cheng, who was packing up his things, seemed to have thought of something, but just lowered his head and remained silent.

The white-haired old man who hadn't walked out of the town shook the whisk in his hand and muttered: "Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You... Well, I didn't make a mistake. ...but...why the variable is not good or bad, it seems that the stars are too bright tonight, the old man is so bright that my old man is dazzled...that's all...don't want to forget..."