Wulin Mysteries

Xiu Yuan sleeps in the outer room of the bedroom, separated by a glazed screen, because he will be on his way early tomorrow morning, Lian Huasheng let him rest in the building, firstly, it is convenient, and he can leave as soon as he wants, and secondly, if there is an accident, they can also take care of each other .

Xiu Yuan thought of what he said, and what Feng Qi said in Lefang Town that day, it was roughly correct, but his heart was full of twists and turns, and he was frustrated.He couldn't sleep with his eyes open, staring at the roof, suddenly he had the illusion that his heart was like duckweed, half-lived ants, he couldn't believe it, let alone believe it!

If you believe it, it will be forgetting and lashing out at the previous 20 years.

Thinking of Qin Yuanxiu for no reason, all the unbearable and shameful things about him that are circulating in the Jianghu, Xiuyuan only thinks it is more bizarre than his own life experience.Ever since Lian Huasheng threatened him as a baby, he knew that he probably had something to do with Tianyi Sect, but he didn't expect that Qin Yuanxiu would not be spared either.

If he is really Song Jin's orphan, speaking of it, Song Jin also died in a foreign land in order to protect Xie Qing and his wife, and Xie Qing and his... Xiu Yuan dared not think about it anymore, turned to face the glass screen, only to find that there was something on it. Faint black shadows, the pen moves like a dragon and a snake, moving little by little.

He originally had his back facing the screen, but when he turned around suddenly, he seemed to startle the black figure, and immediately disappeared.

Behind the screen, Padmasambhava's hand slowly hangs down.Just now, he walked on the screen with his fingertips, bit by bit, corner by corner, and drew the outline of a person. He was really terminally ill and there was no cure.

Xiu Yuan didn't think much about it, closed his eyes, but felt rustling around his ears, itching badly, as if a furry object swept along the side face to the neck, opened his eyes, it turned out to be a red fox!

For a time, the five flavors were mixed, and I didn't know the joys and sorrows.

If everything is as Lian Huasheng said, he and Shen Jun lied to him in order to let him be entangled in love and hatred, then what does it have to do with this innocent and pitiful little thing.

Thinking of this, Xiu Yuan couldn't help but grabbed the red fox's tail, lifted it upside down and put it on his body, stroked the hairball's head, moved his lips, and said silently: "The black shadow just now is you Is it?"

The fiery red hair ball didn't move, it lay obediently on Xiu Yuan's body, his limbs stretched out, his head buried in his neck and shoulders, rubbed against him twice, and fell asleep peacefully.

No words all night, awake until dawn.

Padmasambhava set off with six or seven confidants and more than a hundred congregants.

Xiu Yuan rode a horse and followed behind Lianhuasheng, Ye Rong and Shen Jun were in a carriage, and the rest followed behind.

Wan Zhongguang was waiting for them in front, Tianyi Sect had sub-altars densely spread all over the place, of course they would not try to kill Wangchuan Palace and take down Ling Jiuchong with the strength of more than a hundred people.Every time they passed a sub-altar along the way, congregants joined in and followed them silently. In order not to attract attention, they each acted separately.

The journey was safe and sound, until they reached the bank of Suzhou Fu River, which is more than a hundred miles away from Futu Mountain, Lian Huasheng raised his hand and ordered everyone to camp on the spot and rest for the night.

Everyone was busy setting up tents to enjoy the fire, and there were many insects in the field. Ye Rong and others hid in the tent early in the morning, and stretched out their heads to look around. They said to Lianhuasheng, "Master, rest early."

Then he looked at Xiu Yuan:

"You too. Judging by your complexion recently, it's not looking good. I'll make a bowl of red bean and lotus seed soup later, come and drink it!"

Xiu Yuan's heart skipped a beat, he secretly thought it was not good, it seems that the relationship between this girl and Huang Qi must be extraordinary, and he was very distressed.

Lotus and Peanut said indifferently:

"Go to bed early and hurry up tomorrow. Huang Qi and I share a tent. If Wan Zhongguang comes back, we will squeeze in with Lu Hengtian."

Ye Rong pulled down the curtain, some congregants sent grilled saury and wild pheasant, Xiu Yuan walked two steps towards the river by himself, sat by the river, suddenly there was movement in the grass, Hong Tuanzi jumped onto him Sitting on trimmed laps, his thick and smooth hair was blown gently by the night wind.

Xiu Yuan hugged the hair ball, looked at the opposite bank without saying a word, the fishing fire sprinkled on the river was extinguished, and the lights of three or five families had already been turned off, and the lively scene on the other side of the river could not be seen.

A few congregants sat on the side, feeling surprised, roasted some rabbit legs and sent them to him, laughingly said: "The Red Immortal envoy is so strange today, in the past he only stuck to the leader, but now he treats the leader differently."

Xiuyuan picked up rabbit legs and chicken breasts, tore them up bit by bit and fed them to the fox:

"Probably because it is afraid of the cold in the wind, so it wants to huddle with me to keep warm."

Mao Tuanzi is not like the majestic Red Immortal Envoy that everyone said, he is simply an obedient fox, he ate up a whole chicken breast with Xiu Yuan's hand, and at the end, he licked his hand and rubbed it with his body. Rubbed his ankles, then jumped into his arms with a whoosh, and stared at the person who had just spoken.

Xiuyuan blew enough cold wind, and when he returned to the tent, it was so warm that his steps were frivolous, and the hairball whimpered and almost rolled in his arms.

In fact, he didn't imitate Huang Qi's words and deeds, so in order to prevent mistakes, he tried to speak as little as possible. In front of Padmasambhava, he only said that he was sick and his throat was uncomfortable.

Lianhuasheng didn't care, he came back after dinner, leaned against the corner of the tent to read scriptures, saw him, just raised his eyes, pointed out: "The red bean soup sent by Ye Rong." A page, continue to read as if nothing had happened.

Xiu Yuan was thirsty, picked up the bowl without saying a word, and drank a bowl of hot soup, which was so sweet that his heart was so sweet that his eyebrows and eyes curled up unconsciously.

Lianhuasheng probably caught it out of the corner of his eye. For some reason, he threw the scriptures away. Although his face was flat, he was obviously depressed.

Xiu Yuan peeped at him, his white hair was scattered on his neck and shoulders, making the purple blouse even more colorful. He propped his head on his hands and was also looking at Xiu Yuan. After watching for a while, he said to the fox: "Dumb, come here."

The fox tilted its head to digest for a while, but still refused to leave Xiu Yuan's side, and finally shook its umbrella-shaped tail with a red background and a white tip in protest.

Lianhuasheng got up, picked up its tail, and made a gesture to throw it out of the tent. Xiuyuan quickly hugged the fox, and made up a random reason: "Master, don't care about it. The Red Immortal Envoy is cold and hungry. I have been freezing all day, and now I am tired, I just want to rest, but I failed to understand the meaning of the leader."

Lianhuasheng took a look at him, extinguished the candle, and the two lay down in the dark, only the red fox slept most soundly.