I wanted to embrace my master and return home

With his shoulders firmly clamped, Shi Minghua turned to look at him with indifferent eyes: "What do you want me to do, take your hand and tell them, you and I spent a ridiculous night last night, so that we couldn't even find our clothes after we got up? "

Hearing this sentence, Tang Jie froze for a moment, couldn't believe his ears, and then burst out laughing: "Hahahahaha! Not bad, I will remember it next time, that's what I want!"

The wolf demon's temper has always been like this, coming and going quickly, Shi Minghua looked at him coldly, didn't want to say a word, and continued to move forward.

"Hey, let's go swimming in the lake and catch fish. I'm the best at catching fish. Come back to grill fish at night!" Tang Jie was in a good mood, striding towards him.

"Don't go."

"Then what are you going to do, it's still so early!"

"Since there is time, it is better to rush to the next one for salvation earlier."

"Ouch! It's a salvation again. I've hurt so many people that I can't even count them. If you work hard for a day, you can save 30 people at most, and you'll lose your merit. How long will it take to finish this!"

Hearing his indifferent tone, Shi Minghua's anger rose from his heart, he walked to the place where no one was, and stopped abruptly: "You also know that the people I have hurt are countless, and you dare to continue while I am not prepared. kill."

"Murder? Shi Minghua, do you call that murder? A person's spiritual core emits a demonic aura? You know exactly what I killed!" Hearing him mention this, Tang Jie couldn't help but get angry place, without giving up.

"But there is no crime on them. You killed them, but you bear the crime on your back!" Shi Minghua's eyes were burning like a torch.

"Oh! They didn't kill evil because they killed demons! The fate of demons is not life, right? In the hearts of you immortal cultivators, we demons deserve to be skinned and cramped to obtain inner alchemy. You can't resist, right?!"

"You...you see the inner alchemy of the monster race being taken by life, but in the years when you first entered the world, how many spiritual cores of mortals have been dug out, have you never thought about their pain?!"

"Yeah, so what's wrong? Survival of the fittest. I, Tang Jie, slaughtered mortals in a fair and just way. I also welcome all families to seek revenge from me. But you immortal cultivators who killed demon clans are not allowed to seek revenge from you! !!"

"You...you are... rotten wood is hard to carve, and there is no cure!"

Shi Minghua's hands trembled from his unreasonable anger, and he didn't know how to refute. Recently, he spent a lot of merit and spiritual power in order to save the resentful spirits who died because of him but could not be reincarnated. It made his chest tight with anger.

"Don't say that you are hypocritical to save me from the undead, even if you carry a million murders on your back, I won't be afraid!" Tang Jie looked at him fiercely.

The three words of hypocrisy pierced Shi Minghua's heart fiercely. He was so angry that he smiled: "I don't hesitate to spend all my merits in saving the undead. Who is it, don't you know?"

"Shi Minghua, have you forgotten that I have died twice, and I owe it to you! Who kept saying that he wanted to save me and bring me back to the right path, and who was it in the end who pierced my heart with a sword? , now that you are working for the Heavenly Court, do you still expect me to believe these words!!"

"..." Shi Minghua clenched his fists, his throat choked up, but he didn't know how to answer. The endless quarrels were not scary, but what was scary was that everything he said was true.

Each of their acquaintances in each life has the same beginning and the same end, as if they are tightly controlled by others, and there is no room for any mistakes.

The judge said it was fate, but he didn't believe in fate, so he wanted to struggle. So what if Tang Jie was burdened with countless murders, a fairy, a demon, the combined lives of two people are not enough to save all the undead?

Hearing his answer, the judge shook his head, saying that the problem is not here at all, and they are destined not to be together.

Such a decisive attitude from Shangshen failed to shake his determination, but what chilled him the most was that even Tang Jie was unwilling to cooperate.

"Do you want to die that much?" Shi Minghua looked at him with reddish eyes.

"Isn't it you gods who think of me to die every day?" Tang Jie sneered.

One month later, Gu Mou's birthday came.

He is happy, since the death of his master, he has never had the habit of celebrating birthdays, and he also asked everyone not to care, so he has never held a birthday party since he took the throne.

It's just that every year's birthday, sometimes he doesn't even remember it himself, but Elder Cang Mo remembers it clearly. Just like in those years, he chooses carefully every time, wraps up a congratulatory gift and sends it to him.

Sometimes the congratulatory gift is a pair of shoes, which is said to be sewn by himself. Gu Mou really looks like it, and even the stitches can't bear to look closely, so he simply throws it in the corner to collect dust; He knew that he had spent a lot of money, until when he was 15 years old, he received a jar of Zhuyeqing brewed by himself, and when he opened the lid, it smelled bad, and he almost went to heaven after taking a sip.

"You finally gave me a good birthday gift." Gu Mou picked up the red blood jade crown in the box. There seemed to be blood flowing in the crown, unlike ordinary blood jade, it was a spiritual thing.

"How can you say that, when is the gift from the old man careless?" Elder Cang Mo looked sullen.

"Do you remember when I was 15 years old..."

"Okay, okay, stop! What's the matter, can that sip of wine poison you to death or something? Didn't you just have diarrhea for two days? As for remembering now, your master is also the same, and almost froze me to death with a knife .”

It’s not that Gu Mou doesn’t like celebrating birthdays, but after Shi Minghua’s death, he will always think of him on every birthday, and remember the time meeting Shi Minghua organized for him. On that day, Shi Minghua will take time to take him down the mountain to play, and the world No bogey, I gave him a package of money, and allowed him to organize a bonfire party with friends and foxes on the mountain. It was very lively.

Such a good master, such a beautiful day, once lost, it will be difficult to get back, this birthday is nothing to lose.

"By the way, next month is Zhang Sichen's birthday, do you still remember?" Elder Cang Mo thought suddenly.

Gu Mou was taken aback: "Really?"

If it's Zhang Sirun's birthday, he still vaguely remembers it. In his memory, he occasionally ran into Zhang Sirun celebrating his birthday. It was when he was looking for someone in his junior dormitory. In a small courtyard, Zhang Sichen cooked him a bowl of longevity noodles. Watch him sit at the door sucking.

At that time, he didn't know the Zhang brothers very well, so he didn't care about it. It was only when the relationship got better later that he realized that Zhang Sichen had never held a birthday party for himself. Sometimes when he thought about it, he picked a jade hairpin from his box The hairpin was given to him, and then he said, "I don't know when your birthday is, so I gave it to you in advance", and finally the hairpin will also be on Zhang Sirun's head.

"On the fourth day of next month, I checked it for you." Elder Cang Mo stood up slowly, took off the silver crown on Gu Mou's head, and let his long hair fall down.

Gu Mou frowned at his sudden action, and was about to avoid it, but suddenly noticed that the white hair mixed with Elder Cang Mo's sideburns formed a strong contrast with his own black hair, and couldn't help being stunned.

Is he... so old?

I remember that when I first remembered, Gu Xiaomo was still in his prime, and he used the euphemism that whoever picked up the baby had to be named after him, which was very disrespectful.He has not cultivated the golden body, so he is not as young as Shi Minghua looks, and he always holds a fan gracefully, which can vaguely show the strength of character when he was young.

In the words of Gu Mou at the time: "It's not a good thing at first glance."

Now, who is this half-old guy standing in front of him and brushing his hair?

Since when did his sideburns turn gray, the lines at the end of his eyes became darker, his wrist holding the sword became unstable, his bending movements began to slow down, and he was used to propping up the table with his hands when he straightened up...

In fact, he also asked, Elder Cangmo, why did you give up the way of cultivating the golden body? Don't you know that this way can prolong your life?

His answer was that no matter how much you can prolong your life, it will only be a few more decades. My uncle, I enjoyed enough romantic affairs when I was young, so I can die as I want without struggling.

Gu Mou didn't understand why Elder Cang Mo's talent was not much worse than his master's, but why he was willing to huddle in Qingjing Peak all day long and practice leisurely.Meng Yuci's cultivation is so advanced that he doesn't worry about his lifespan. Regardless, the other two peaks have married wives and had children early, but he has never seen Qingjing Peak have a mistress.

When I was a child, I heard from the old people in Tianfu Mountain that Elder Cang Mo had a lot of love affairs when he was young, and he was romantic and romantic. How come he didn't even get a wife in the end?

"You, when the time comes, carefully prepare the birthday gift, apologize to people properly, and find a way to go to the underworld to make arrangements, so that the next life of the deceased will be less bitter, you know?" Elder Cangmo said while pouring the blood jade The hair crown is fastened, and the black hair is combed without mess.

"Ah."

"You always feel that Zhang Sichen is indifferent, as if he can't get angry at anything, but in fact, no one can let go of this kind of thing easily, how can he not complain?"

"I see." Gu Mou nodded, seeing that he was about to sit down, he subconsciously raised his hand to help him.

Seeing his movements, Elder Cang Mo froze for a moment, didn't say anything, and smiled at him silently, which was actually softer than the yellow halo of the setting sun.

As dusk fell, Gu Mou returned to Shuisi, only to see Yu Shubai laying in his study, about to fall asleep.

"Chen Xianjun, you hair crown..." Hearing the movement, Yu Shubai raised his head to look at him, and was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Gu Mou was a little surprised.

Yu Shubai stepped forward, touched the pattern of the jade crown carefully, and gradually showed admiration: "This is not an ordinary thing, has Chen Xianjun heard of the jade blood rhinoceros?"

"what is this?"

"It is a kind of spirit beast that gathers the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Because the number is very small, few people in the world know it. It only lives in the Beiming area. The horns on their heads are transparent. After it dies, the spirit in the rhinoceros horn Blood will condense into crystals, it is extremely precious, it is a good thing that can hang your life, even if you can't see a few in the black market, such a rare blood rhinoceros horn, some people even offer it as an ancestral treasure, Chen Xianjun actually used it to make hair Crown?" Yu Shubai looked at him with interest.

Gu Mou couldn't help but raised his hand to touch it, and was a little startled in his heart. The old guy didn't say a word, and he made such a big move.

He himself has never worn such a good hair crown, he is old, and the best blood rhino horn is not used to hang himself, but carved a dispensable accessory for him, which is really complicated.