Manifest Marriage I

Chapter 129 Aunt Song Ji

I am Song Ji, Song of Song Yudongqiang, Ji of Jiyue Qingfeng.I was born to live in a Taoist temple deep in the mountains, with an old master and a large number of deeply affectionate brothers and sisters, living a happy life.

I am a demon appraiser, and in my eyes, monsters in the world have never been able to hide and disguise.

Whenever I proudly raised my chin and said that I would become the top demon connoisseur in the world, Master would always smile and stroke her long hair, with a gentle and accommodating tone: "Aji, if you want to learn from demons, you must know people first."

So when I was a teenager, I went down the mountain and entered the world.

The road to joining the WTO is not easy, but fortunately, I quickly met a kind hearted person, that person is Lianzhou's father, who is upright, a bit old-fashioned, gentle and not easy to blush with others.

We talked very happily, and we even got married under a peach blossom tree. I called him big brother, and he called me second sister. At that time, big brother Ning was not married, but he pretended to be a pity for her mother in his heart. People marry and go home to be his daughter-in-law.

I don't know about feelings, but my elder brother needs help, how can I stand by and watch as a righteous sister?

What I liked most at the time was "causing trouble" for my future sister-in-law. My good-looking sister-in-law twisted her foot on the road, and I probably did things like that.

It's a coincidence that the elder brother will appear in time like a flower protector every time the sister-in-law needs help.

Once or twice, more often than not, he sensed the strangeness and knew that I was "matchmaking bridge" for them behind his back. He stood up and toasted me three glasses of wine, then solemnly dissuaded me from stopping.

"But brother, doesn't he just want her?" I was ignorant of love at that time, and the little Taoist priest who came out of the mountains would say what he said.

Unexpectedly, one sentence caused the elder brother to blush in confusion, and he waved his hands at me quickly, and he didn't speak well: "Second sister, no, it's not like this, I don't want her to be hurt, and I don't want to use any means to marry her. I like her , it's too late to love her, how can you hurt her?"

Seeing his excited face, I probably knew that I had done something wrong with good intentions.The eldest brother finally said that I was too young, and was very worried that a person like me would stumble in a relationship.

I did stumble, too.

It was the season when peach blossoms were in full bloom. She came to me and got into my empty wine jar while I was drinking. Her soul was incomplete and her intelligence was damaged, but she knew that she depended on me and wanted me to support her.

I am very angry, I have always played tricks on others, how can I be bullied by a ray of remnant soul?Wouldn't it make the brothers on the mountain laugh to death if they said it.I am a top demon appraiser.

I yelled at her to come out. At first she had a coquettish and domineering attitude, she fell silent after a few words, and then spoke in a soft tone, weak and pitiful: "I have no home."

What is so pitiful without a home?I was born without a home, and it was Master who took me to a Taoist temple to practice.Unmoved, I chased her away four times, and every time I drove her away, I was trapped again.

People who practice the Tao often value chance. I thought I had achieved the Tao, but my master often said that I had not achieved the Tao. The eyes belonging to the demon master had not yet completed seeing through the world. I was not convinced. Calling "Sister" sweetly, a sudden realization came to my heart: maybe this is my chance.

Slowly, I became the elder sister of this remnant soul, supporting me on a daily basis. She helped me relieve my boredom, and I helped her strengthen her soul power. For convenience, I named her "Song Jiu".

Song Jiu was my first catastrophe after going down the mountain.

We live very happily every day. She often shows the shadow of a white fox in the void. Even if it is a shadow, I know that Xiaojiu is very beautiful.

It was on the 120th and eighth day when Xiaojiu's soul fell into a deep sleep that I realized that I had a heart for a disembodied fox demon.

She no longer talks to me, no longer makes me laugh, no longer calls "sister" in her mouth, but she always takes every opportunity she can to bully me, I am not used to it.

Die uncomfortably.

A wisp of remnant soul, fainter than a bean-like lamp in a cold night, I tried many methods, but I couldn't save her.At one point, I was on the verge of falling into madness, and even tried to save my Xiaojiu by using the method of nourishing the soul without knowing it from Master.With little success……

I am getting weaker day by day, my energy and energy are seriously depleted, and I become irritable and irritable. Master can see that, maybe she has long known that small wine is my doom before I become enlightened, and she didn't make any statement. Fall asleep, cross my cultivation base.

I couldn't bear the fact that Master had paid so much for me and secretly left the Taoist temple with the wine jar.

Later, I learned from the wine mouth that she needs the soul, soul and blood of the same kind to mend her past.

A weakened soul.

I thought I had grasped the hope, and I was overjoyed, and started the long journey to find the fox.

This search lasted for 19 years.

The 19 years passed in a blink of an eye, and I couldn't talk about the hardships in it. Until I officially handed over Xiaojiu to Ah Jing, at that moment, I never thought that what was waiting for me would be such a reunion.

Xiaojiu is not my Xiaojiu, she was Huling first before becoming Xiaojiu.And who is Hu Ling?It is the only eight-tailed fox demon left in the world in the past, and it is Ah Jing's...mother.

That year, every family in Xunyang celebrated the New Year, and when I stepped into the gate of Zhou's house, I was dazed by that childish child with festive and exquisite eyebrows.

The breath of her soul told me that it was my little wine, but she said that she was Hu Ling.

She refused me to hug her.She took a step back.

My heart was inexplicably blown by a gust of cool wind, which made my limbs stiff.

I didn't want to cry on New Year's Day, so I turned around and heard Hu Ling secretly telling Ah Jing that I was so strange.

I heard Ah Jing calling her "A Niang", and my heart was pounding. For a moment, I really wanted to ask: "Where is my little wine?"

I drank a lot that night, and Lianzhou drank with me for most of the night. She held her alcohol well, and she managed to keep her eyes clear by the end of the drink.

She smiled at me and comforted me softly: "Auntie, everything is just the beginning. Life is so long, you have to trust the one you love. Auntie is still awake, don't miss this great opportunity."

As a junior, she didn't have much to say, but she finally got drunk and was taken away by A Jing who rushed over. Sleepy kissed her slightly parted delicate lips, and when she was about to look again, Ah Jing turned her head and looked at me fixedly.

Vaguely, with hostility.

I understand, she knows my intentions for Hu Ling.

No daughter in this world is willing to let others covet her biological mother.

I offered a glass to "him" through the wind and snow, but he didn't speak, maybe it was because of Lian Zhou's face, maybe it was because I saved Hu Ling once after all, and he disappeared in the wind and snow.

Hu Ling poked her head out at this moment, and said in a childish voice, "Why are you crying?"

I wiped my tears subconsciously: "Who said I cried?"

"Obviously there is. Still don't admit it?"

I knew I couldn't argue with her, but the grievance in my heart drove me to tell the truth: "What about you, you are obviously my little wine, why don't you admit it?"

Her beautiful and clear fox eyes turned slightly, and the light in her eyes turned darkly, almost trying to attract my soul into it. After a while, she let out an "oh" and said uncertainly: "I seem to have seen you..."

I was so excited that I took her and told her about the past.

When I was young and didn't know love, I met her who was seriously injured and survived, and today I reunited with the young Hu Ling. I can't remember how much I said.

Hu Ling opened her long and narrow fox eyes and looked at me thoughtfully: "So I used to be so kind to you..."

I nodded heavily, and thought that no matter how good she treats me, she is not mine after being sober. I cried out in disbelief, but she stood up in a panic, not knowing how to comfort me: "You, don't cry! You You are such an adult, why are you still crying?"

"Can't adults cry? Adults need to cry, okay?" At this moment, I am no longer the aunt Song that Lianzhou and the others said they need to respect. At this moment, I am just Song Ji.

Those silly years were thrown into the sea of ​​innocence by me, as if returning to the willful and innocent teenage years.

I asked her with grievances: "Since I have a husband and a daughter, why bother to provoke me again? I don't want to take responsibility for it, what else can I do except cry? Raise a cat, and the cat knows to be hugged by me. Raise a fox demon. Why should I only be bullied?"

I was really drunk that night.not lightly drunk...

At the end, Hu Ling cautiously jumped into my arms, as if she was frightened by me, as if I was crying too embarrassingly, she stuck out her pointed fox ears and flicked her tail lightly: "Okay, then I, then I Give you a hug? If you cry again, you will call people over and make Ah Jingjing sleep, and she will be unhappy."

She was still reminding me about her having a daughter, and I was so angry that I buried my face in the little fox's neck, feeling ashamed and angry.I wish I could bite her to death.

But no matter what I do, how can I care about children?

When I woke up, she was curled up and sleeping on my couch, exactly like the fox shadow I had seen before.I felt ashamed in front of her, and after thinking about it, I was teased by her before, so I immediately calmed down.

I enjoy her time with me.

but there are always sweet days

when stopped.

I hope that day will come later.

At least, don't make me face the real Hu Ling and collapse to lose all dignity.

Hu Ling went out of the secluded retreat twice in total, the first time was the day when she recovered to the peak of the eight tails.

Seeing her daughter's beauty and beauty are unparalleled in the world, one can know how magnificent her mother is.Even though I was prepared, when I met her that time, I was still confused.

The eight-tailed fox demon, with every frown, smile, and every move, stepped on the most vulnerable node of my heartstrings.Slender waist, long skirt dragging the floor.His eyes were lifted slightly, and he looked down proudly, with an unstoppable prestige and domineering.

She deliberately suppressed her cultivation, and didn't want to attack the Nine-Tails Tribulation early. When she saw me, she hid her eyes and sighed softly: "Ah Ji..."

I stood in front of her, my voice was trembling, and after a long delay, I said, "Mmm..."

Seeing whether I was about to cry or not, she smiled calmly: "Let me tell you a story."

I sat on a rock and listened to her words flow into my heart.

She loves Ah Jing's father very much, he is a handsome, gentle and responsible man. At the time when she met him, the world was very beautiful, and the eldest son of the day family occupied eight points of it.She is quick-witted, elegant, and out-and-out infatuated.

The man is gone, her love is unwavering, and Hu Ling has always had a distasteful temperament.

"I remember those times with him, and I also remember the time with you. I am very grateful to A Ji, and I like A Ji very much. With A Ji, I am a different me.

Every sincere love in the world must learn to enjoy it when you encounter it. If I am just Song Jiu, I am willing to do everything close to Aji and give you what you want.But I can't afford it now, he is still in my heart. "

"I know. I know some things can't be forced..."

"Ah Ji..." She lightly lifted Song Ji's chin with her jade finger, her eyes shining brightly: "I'll dance for you, then turn around, you forget me."

It was a elixir with a pure radiance.Song Ji took it, touched her palm with his fingertips, and his heart beat like a drum.

"Ah Ji, look after it. He has never seen this dance before."

With the breeze blowing, there was once a beautiful fox dance for one person, the dancing posture is graceful and moving, the gauze is folded, the waist slowly turns, and the faint glance between the sleeves easily disturbs people's hearts and souls.

Song Ji watched without blinking her eyes, her eyes were so sore that she wanted to cry, she could bear it.The beauty of Hu Ling and the sincerity of Hu Ling's love made her both hard to let go and unforgettable, and she was full of respect and affection from the bottom of her heart.

A dance of peach blossoms.

Hu Ling stopped, her eyes burning: "You save my life, I will give you a dance, Aji, forget about me."

"Okay..." Song Ji said vaguely: "Can you call me "sister" again? "

Hu Ling's eyes changed slightly, and she was silent for a while, seeing peach blossoms falling in the wind, she stretched out her hand to pick up the flowers: "Sister, this flower is for you."

Song Ji held back tears and smiled, "Thank you Xiaojiu..."

She turned around and walked very quickly, disappearing in Changfeng in an instant.

When she was gone, the smile in Hu Ling's eyes disappeared inch by inch, and her peerless face became indescribably dim.After a while, she smiled and recovered the inherent arrogance of the fox demon.

The second time they met was the day when Hu Ling attacked the Heavenly Tribulation.

Song Ji sat in a small boat worrying to death, but unlike Ah Jing Lianzhou, he could worry about her in a fair and honest manner.She wore a boatman's straw hat on her head, and stared at the stormy sky in the distance with fear in her whole body.

Thunder and lightning crisscrossed, sparking a thousand zhangs of light, and the shocking deep purple made the day dim.

Hu Ling, dressed in white, flew towards Lei Jie, fearless and majestic.Song Ji trembled for her more than once, and subconsciously stroked the small red pill hanging on the neck with a gold thread.

Behind someone's back, she wears the elixir of forgetfulness into a body accessory, which is quite a plan to think about others.

Three hours later.

The thunder ceases...

Hu Ling got his wish and finally became a nine-tailed sky fox.Looking across a hundred miles, she saw the familiar face in her memory, she closed her eyes, and the aura of vastness lingered for a long time.

She silently watched the people on the boat hug their knees and cry bitterly, all the past surged in her heart, Hu Ling slapped her heart with a palm, and the blood mist was full of fragments of the past.

Borrowing the way of heaven Yu Ze, self-cultivation and incarnation.

Zhou Jing looked at Lingyun Jiuxiao and shouted: "Aniang!"

Song Ji cried until his clothes were drenched. He didn't know how long he had been crying. Then he raised his head, and the golden glow above the sky in the distance was shining with the supreme power of heaven, preventing the eyes of the surroundings.

She couldn't see Hu Ling anymore, she just stood there in a daze.

Until the golden light fades, until the night

She was about to row a boat with red eyes, but unexpectedly there was a clear and crisp shout from behind: "Sister Aji! Wait for me!"

Song Ji looked back, and smiled through tears in a daze.

The author has something to say: Song Yudongqiang: refers to a beautiful and passionate woman.

The "Song Yudong Wall" here can also refer to A Niang. A Niang is infatuated and romantic. What she gave to Song Ji was never given to anyone else.

A Niang is an idealized character, a nine-tailed celestial fox, unfettered by heaven and earth, free and easy, with an endless lifespan.She gave her loyalty to love and love all her life, and she also gave Song Ji her life.

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