Manifest Marriage I

The world seemed to have lost all sound, and only the wind blew by at that moment.Song Ji looked at the gorgeous young man in front of him, his lips moved, and the hand holding the wine jar moved accordingly.

Using great concentration to find the voice in her throat, she opened her mouth, her voice was also weak: "What did you say?"

Zhou Jing smiled at her: "Auntie, it's not convenient to talk here, let's settle down first before we can talk?" She glanced at the wine jar that was guarded by the demon master as a treasure.

Song Ji's lips trembled, but he turned his eyes away to look at the weak and innocent girl, and Lian Zhou frowned at her: "Auntie, let's listen to Ah Jing first."

This undoubtedly proves that Zhou Jing wasn't joking. Song Ji's haggard face showed a strange expression, his pale lips turned bloody, and he sat there dazedly holding the wine jar in his hands, not daring to tremble.

Lianzhou picked up vegetables for her, how much did she pick up, how much did she eat, and looked at Zhou Jing from time to time, for fear that this fox demon who couldn't see a trace of evil spirit would run away.Afraid that he was dreaming, he secretly bit the soft flesh inside his mouth.

painful……

Her eyes were full of joy.

Like a satisfied child, also like meeting a savior at the end of the road.

This is really not a place to talk. There are people coming and going in the teahouse, not to mention the good looks recognized by Kyushu in the daytime. Lianzhou is there, and the high-collared spring shirt covers the little peach blossoms dyed by the snowy skin on the neck. The scene is bright and delicate.Just looking at it, I feel that this spring is more gentle.

The day scene was disturbed by the comings and goings of vague and intertwined sights. After simply drinking a cup of tea, he rode his horse and took Lianzhou for four or five miles to find a clean inn to stay.

Being hugged and dismounted by her again, Lian Zhou's white and tender ears blushed, and she whispered angrily, "It's all your fault..."

Deliberately left a mark on her neck, so she had to remember to hide it all the time.Fortunately, Aunt Song was all thinking about Ah Jing being a fox demon, otherwise, how would Bao Buqi make fun of herself.

Annoyed in her heart, Zhou Jing hurried to coax her, with a soft and steady voice: "Please forgive me, I don't know what to do for aunt."

Day Jing is the body of a fox demon, and his identity is the biggest secret, and Fan Xing Guan of Xuantian Temple can't see the slightest clue.He took the initiative to help Song Ji, one is that she set up a bridge to send Zhou Zhou to her side, and the other is because of Zhou Zhou's face.

Song Ji treated Zhou Zhou like his own daughter, guarding and protecting Zhou Zhou for many years, out of emotion and reason, even if he wanted to go up the mountain of knives and down the frying pan, Day Jing had to try it.

Her words reminded Lianzhou that Lianzhou admired her and put her safety first in everything, so she stopped shyly holding on to that idea and held her hand uneasily.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure."

Lianzhou said "Yes", but she was also afraid that her aunt would really want her to go up the mountain of swords and down the pan of oil.

Years of searching for traces of the fox goblin failed. She never thought that a fox goblin would come and admit it in front of her, let alone that Zhou Jing would admit that she was a goblin, but she couldn't even perceive the slightest trace of a goblin.

Song Ji tossed her heart high, then slowly fell, hanging in mid-air, unable to get up or down, entered the door, she saluted Zhou Jing, Lian Zhou was taken aback by this heavy salute, and hurriedly dragged him to the room. King returned the gift.

"Lianzhou, you just let me do this, otherwise Auntie won't have the face to say that."

On the one hand is the aunt whose parents left to protect her when she grew up, and on the other is the closest companion in the world. Lian Zhou's eyes flashed with struggle, and Song Ji was amused by her dilemma: "My aunt just begged him for help. I didn't intend to harm him."

"I, of course I know that my aunt won't harm Ah Jing..." Lian Zhou was thin-skinned, and said out with shame: "Auntie, please tell me the truth. Wouldn't it be possible to relieve Auntie's worries earlier by saving some politeness?"

What she said made sense, besides, it was unreasonable for an elder to give a big gift to a junior.Song Ji glanced at the silent, gentle and smiling Patriarch, and said softly, "Auntie, what Zhouzhou means is what I mean. Auntie has kindness to us. If it's a big deal, let's solve it together."

"This matter starts from 19 years ago." Song Ji looked nostalgicly at the dark wine jar in his hand: "That year, I was successful in learning the Tao and went down the mountain alone..."

"The road to entering the world is not easy, but fortunately, I soon met Lianzhou's father, he was a good man with integrity, a little old-fashioned, but gentle in nature, we became brothers and sisters and lived next door.

Two months later, she came to me.The first time I felt her existence was when I was drinking a jar of peach blossom wine. Her soul was incomplete and her intelligence was impaired, but she knew to sneak into my wine jar and rely on me, asking me to raise her. "

When talking about the past, Song Ji's eyes were soft.

The memory returned to the spring when the peach blossoms were shining 19 years ago.

The smell of wine was strong, and the girl in green clothes had lively eyes. She was sitting on the stone steps, holding a wine jar and drinking freely. The wine slipped down her chin and wet the front of her chest. If you have wine, you will be drunk today! There is no need to worry about tomorrow.”

Muttering unwritten poems, a pair of clear eyes, not very drunk, but more and more clear.

"Hey? No more wine?" She smacked her lips regretfully, and struggled: "How can there be no wine? This is not enough."

She stood up unsteadily, touched her sleeve pocket, and took out three copper coins and a piece of broken silver, which was enough money to buy wine, and she beamed with joy.

A gust of spring breeze came with the fragrance of wine, and the remnant soul slipped into the wine jar by mistake, Song Ji was stunned there, a touch of gold flashed in his eyes, she was sure she was right, she shook the wine jar: "Hey , Hey, who are you, come out!"

The remnant soul was delirious and muddled, but he could understand people's words, hiding in the wine jar, he was not afraid that the girl would smash the wine jar and force her to come out.

Mostly after observing for many days, she saw that the girl's face was soft and easy to bully. She just stayed there, but she was also strong: "I don't have a place to live. Your wine jar is good, and it will be my home from now on."

"Hey..." Song Ji was very angry: "Come out, come out for me!"

The voice in the jar was silent for a while, and then changed to a crying tone, sounding very weak and pitiful: "Are you going to drive me away? I can't find a home..."

For no reason, being raped by a wisp of remnant soul, Song Ji had a good heart and a good temper, so he chased that remnant soul away four times, and was raped four times, until finally the remnant soul was left in a state of embarrassment and bleakness. An extremely shallow phantom, just a gust of wind can blow her away.

When it was said that cultivators value fate the most, she felt pity in her heart, and besides being called "sister" over and over again, slowly, she really regarded herself as her elder sister.Daily support, kindly named cheap sister, called "Song wine".

Song Jiu made a home in the wine jar. In order to make her live comfortably, Song Ji spent a lot of thought on renovating the ordinary wine jar, using all the skills in his body, including the inscriptions, talismans, and spells on the magic circle.Those years with her younger sister were very fulfilling for her.

But with her taking care of him carefully, Song Jiu lived a comfortable life for several years.Even on the night when the soul was condensed, the shadow of the white fox appeared, and one person and one fox had a great time playing.

She was happy, and Song Jiu was also happy.In order to keep her happy, Song Jiu showed the shadow of a fox from time to time. Song Ji was young at the time and was only interested in playing. It was too late when he discovered the problem.

When she woke up one day, she called Song Jiu, but Song Jiu didn't respond.

The remnant soul fell into a deep sleep.

After investigating step by step and making offerings day by day, Song Ji finally realized how seriously injured she was.A wisp of remnant soul is weaker than the bean-like fire in the cold night.

"I can't save her." Song Ji lowered his eyes sadly: "After Xiaojiu's accident, I went back to the teacher's door and searched for the method of nourishing the soul with the master behind my back several times. micro.

Later, I learned from Xiaojiu that she is a fox demon, and her weakened soul can only be repaired by the blood of the same kind..."

She looked at Zhou Jing: "Now, you know what my aunt begged you to do."

Lian Zhou's face was pale.

Heart, Soul, Essence and Blood...

Zhou Jing shook her head, and felt that the fingertips of the people around her were cold, so she pretended to be relaxed: "Auntie, you scared Zhouzhou. It's not like killing someone's life, she doesn't understand, Auntie, come here Explain it to her to save her from thinking about it."

Song Ji was thoughtful and understood her kindness, but he was unwilling to do the deceitful thing, lest he would blame her and hurt each other's friendship.

She said in a deep voice: "Nourish the soul with the soul, nourish the remnant soul with heart blood every day, feed a drop of blood every three months, this method should last for at least ten years." Her little wine will save her.

"ten years?"

Lianzhou's heart hurts, how many decades are there in a person's life?Even if she doesn't understand what her aunt said about nourishing the soul with the soul, but pouring her heart and soul into it every day, it hurts so much that she wants to cry when she thinks about it.Not to mention, how long would it take to recover the depleted blood.

My aunt didn't want to harm A Jing, but she asked for A Jing's half life...

She wanted to say "no", but the favors she had received over the years made it impossible for her to say it.It was the aunt who protected her from being harassed by the town's ruffians, and it was the aunt who rescued her from the brothel, so should A Jing come to repay the kindness she owed?

"Auntie..." she begged.

Song Ji pursed his lips, his eyes flashed

She couldn't bear it at all, she acted aboveboard all her life and never repayed favors, but this time for Xiaojiu, she knelt down straight: "Lianzhou, let's just help my aunt this time."

She finally saw hope, if Lianzhou refused, how could Zhou Jing be willing to spend ten years of blood and blood to save a stranger at the expense of his own soul?

Lian Zhou's body trembled slightly, she couldn't bear Ah Jing to suffer, and couldn't just watch her aunt leave the person she cared about, so she bit her lip and couldn't say a word.

Zhou Jing couldn't get used to the appearance of the two of them being hit hard. In her opinion, it was appropriate for her to repay the favor owed by Zhou Zhou.Besides, saving people is a beautiful thing, why not do it?There are very few fox demons in the world, and it is imperative to save one kind.

She helped Song Ji up with both hands: "Auntie opened her mouth, how can I disappoint Auntie? Ten years will be ten years, and this junior has agreed."

"You, you really agree?"

"Don't dare to lie to my aunt."

A big stone fell from Song Ji's heart, and she cried while hugging the wine jar.

"Let's do it tonight. There is no delay in saving people. Auntie has made up her mind and let the younger generation know. I'll take Zhouzhou back to my room first."

Lianzhou hugged her uncomfortable: "Ah Jing...why, why did you agree."

She couldn't bear to hurt someone who hurt half of it for ten years, even if it was Aunt Song, she couldn't bear it.

"Don't cry anymore..." Zhou Jing hugged her tightly, and said softly, "We owe our aunt a favor, and we must repay it. You can't bear her getting haggard, right?"

"No, no... That, that's different..." Lianzhou shook her head, her pretty face was full of tears: "I can't bear her worrying, so why don't you just let you force yourself to suffer?"

Zhou Jing knew that she was the one who suffered the most in this matter. Song Ji could kneel down and beg for her sister, and she didn't mind repaying her kindness at the price of ten years, but her Zhou Zhou was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see others He is suffering, and loves her so much that he doesn't want to see her get hurt in the slightest.

"Fox demons have a long lifespan, only ten years, so it's fine to raise them. It's okay. Besides, I'm not an outsider. I'm the young patriarch of the fox demon clan. It's nothing to save my own people. .”

She kissed the girl's tearful eyes: "Zhouzhou, if you cry again, I will punish you."

Lianzhou hugged her and sobbed softly, his eyes were red, he knew he had lost his composure but couldn't calm down in a short time.

In the past, Aunt Song was the closest to her, but with Ah Jing in her heart, her heart was really biased.Knowing that if she refuses, the aunt will be heartbroken and think that she has been in vain for so many years, but her heart is given to Ah Jing, and if she wants to see Ah Jing's heart dripping with blood, how can she not feel pain?

She was depressed for a long time.

Zhou Jing refused to teach her to witness the scene of saving people, so he deliberately put him to sleep, and came to the door of Aunt Song's room at dusk.

Song Ji was fully prepared, and when he saw her, he gave a guilty salute: "I'm sorry..."

The hot blood from the heart dripped into the wine jar along the tip of the knife. In the side room, the girl lying on the couch suddenly sat up, her small face was snow-white, and she burst into tears with distress.

If I knew this earlier, why should I accept my aunt's kindness?

If he had known that he would make her Ah Jing suffer this kind of pain, he might as well have died in the brothel that day, so as not to hurt her.

All kinds of dark and extreme emotions were churning in the bottom of my heart, Lian Zhou buried her head and hugged her knees, feeling miserable inside.

After a few breaths, she reluctantly stayed on the bed and went to the back kitchen to prepare a nutritious meal.

The body of a fox demon, the main fire fate.It stands to reason that if he wants to absorb her heart and soul without being burned by the intent of the fire, he needs the coordination and help of the day scene, but he doesn't.

Her blood, the remnant soul consciously absorbed and fused.

With the inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, Zhou Jing forced out a drop of essence blood wrapped in vitality from his fingertips. As soon as the essence blood came out, his energy and spirit quickly withered, and his face was as white as snow.

After going out the door, her body swayed slightly, her eyes darkened for a while.Declining Song Ji's kindness, she sat on the stone steps in front of the door and slowly got up, smiling and walking towards her wing.

"Zhou Zhou..."

There was no one in the room, she was sitting by the window, she smelled a fragrance against the wind, she smiled brightly, turned around, and saw a pair of apricot eyes that were swollen from crying unexpectedly: "Zhou Zhou?"

Pain in the apex of his heart, Zhou Jing took two steps forward to pick up the meal she had prepared, and when he saw a boiled egg, he immediately peeled off the shell, his fingers fluttered, and his movements were extremely beautiful.

Seeing that she looked fine, Lian Zhou's eyes became hot again, and he stroked that delicate and smooth face with his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "The complexion is much worse."

"Just raise it." Zhou Jing hastily squeezed an egg to cover her eyes: "I can't cry anymore, it won't look good anymore."

While speaking, he secretly used the power of the source to relieve the redness and swelling of her eyes, and her forehead quickly grew.

A thin layer of sweat came out.Xin Dao must bathe in the stars tonight, otherwise, within three days, her girl will not only shed tears when she sees that she is getting thinner.

"Why are you sweating so much?" Lianzhou cried hoarsely, and took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe her forehead and temples: "You are just showing off. Let's see how majestic you can be tonight?"

She rarely said such ambiguous words in anger, and Zhou Jing's eyes lit up: "The prestige is gone, Zhou Zhou hurts me, so I won't hurt."

Lianzhou was overwhelmed by the faint vanilla scent on her body, and she was slightly annoyed: "You sit down, I'll feed you."

She cooked a lot of Zhou Jing's favorite food, seeing her pale and weak face, the hand holding the porcelain spoon was trembling.

Zhou Jing held her hand and fed the soup into his mouth steadily, then turned his head and brought it to her lips with a smile: "Zhouzhou, you drink it too."

That night, Lianzhou buried herself in her neck and cried for a quarter of an hour, so that Zhou Jing repeatedly lamented that she was a beauty made of water.

The next day, Song Ji accompanied the two of them back to Xunyang. Because there was a ten-year period, the ten-year wine jar had to be placed next to Zhou Jing. Xiao Jiu's soul hadn't awakened yet, but he just consciously accepted nourishment and offerings. According to Zhou Jing's words Speaking of it, apart from tossing people, it is pretty easy to feed.

With her great kindness, Song Ji couldn't just sit around doing nothing in the mansion. Three days later, he carried his bags and went to famous mountains and rivers to search for elixir to replenish his vitality.Otherwise, under the same roof, she would be ashamed of Lian Zhou, and it would be difficult for her to face a woman who knew the truth.

After Song Ji left, the woman let out a long sigh helplessly: "Repaying kindness, how can I repay you like this?" She was dissatisfied with Zhou Jing's reckless behavior, and felt sorry for her wasting herself to raise a remnant soul every day.

Zhou Jing crossed Erlang's legs and said with a nonchalant smile: "As a fox demon, even if he doesn't want to repay his kindness, there is no reason to refuse to save him. Aunt Hua, do you think so?"

"Fox demon?" The woman was startled, pointing to the pitch-black wine jar and said, "You said it was a fox demon!?"