Dharma

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside.Xia Jingge and Bie Ji looked at each other, and before they could go out to check the situation, someone flew in with a whoosh, shouting: "The demons have retreated!"

"What's going on?" The man stopped too hastily, he was about to fall into the mud, Xia Jingge stretched out his hand to give him a hand.

"The demons retreated without a fight!!" The cultivator was all smiles, and excitedly grabbed Xia Jingge's arm and shook it, "They played an empty city plan these days and retreated quietly! The Cloud Sword Sect has brought it back!"

Xia Jingge stabilized his figure, and said with a smile, "Go and tell my senior brother. Didn't you come to report the letter?" "That's right! I'm so happy." The monk immediately let go of Xia Jingge's hand and ran Reported the details to Liu Xiangchen's room.

Such a result is both unexpected and reasonable. Presumably, the demons also feel that if they continue to fight hard with the monks, their strength will only become weaker and weaker, and there will be no benefit.Anyway, the Yunjian Sect has been disbanded, and the rest are remnants of soldiers. It is nothing to be afraid of if there is no decent sect on top in this direction, so they withdrew after comprehensive consideration.As long as we evacuate this area and return to the area that has been in existence for a hundred years, where the devilish energy is lingering and there are many impurities, Xia Jingge will be hindered from absorbing the devilish energy, and he will not be as uninhabited as he is here.

But even so, it is a great joy for the monks.

Without him, this is the first time a monk has snatched back a big faction's territory from the devil.

This moment is extremely rare, Xia Jingge thought about it, went to Dutianhena to carry Xia Qingqu back, and carried him to the location of the Yunjian Sect.The original aura above the Yunjian Sect has long since collapsed, and now, apart from a large amount of demonic energy lingering, it looks like an ordinary mountain from a distance.When you get closer, you can hear the cheers one after another, chattering, and joy, which is even better than ordinary people's New Year's Eve.

This excitement continued until the next night.The monks called friends and sang songs, some cried and laughed, some laughed and cried, and even those who were usually cautious were unrestrained.

Xia Jingge brought a child with her, and asked her to drink two glasses. He had never drank before, and after two glasses, he became a little dizzy. He was worried that he would not be able to see Qingqu when he was drunk, so he refused to drink any more. Qing Qu left the table.

Xia Jingge coaxed Xia Qingqu to sleep. She didn't feel tired or sleepy, so she left the room.It was already relatively quiet outside, and there were people patrolling in the sect, just in case the demons would turn back, and their defenses were not lax than usual, so those who were not on duty could safely and boldly get drunk.

Xia Jingge picked up a drunken monk, placed him by the wall, and continued walking.Although the Yunjian sect has been through wars, the place has been occupied by demons, but it has been repaired enough to live.

Xia Jingge strolled around the courtyard, and as he walked, he arrived at the barrier where he and Feng Fuling were imprisoned.

It still looks like a garden, and the surrounding flowers and trees are somewhat withered, all of which are caused by the infestation of magic energy.

He turned around in this area, looked at the unfamiliar tree trunks, branches, leaves, and flowers, and then closed his eyes.

The devilish energy around him was complex and diverse...not like Fu Ling's.

Xia Jingge didn't know if he had visited this place during the past year, but he only knew that he had never been here during the retreat these few days.

In fact, thinking about it, he probably didn't have time to come here.

Xia Jingge lowered his head and smiled to himself.

He hadn't seen Fu Ling for more than half a year.

Xia Jingge left the garden, walked a few steps forward, and saw Su Wugou.He was holding a wine jar, and sat there alone, drinking the wine one mouthful at a time. If he said that he was drinking by himself, he would be a little lonely.There were no candle lights around, and his whole body was almost plunged into darkness.

He also saw Xia Jingge, he was taken aback for a moment, his reaction was slower than usual, after a while he laughed again, patted the stone beside him, and said with a smile: "Daoist Xia, come, let me have a drink with Lao Su." .”

Xia Jingge smiled, walked over to look at the stone surface, and then sat down.Su Wugou also looked at him and smiled: "Thankfully I lost more than half of my weight, otherwise you would have no place to sit."

Xia Jingge also laughed and said, "I never thought you could lose weight."

Hearing this, Su Wugou stared at the front in a daze, and then sighed after a while: "As long as you pay attention to your diet, it's not easy for a monk to lose weight."

Xia Jingge sensitively sensed what was in these words, turned his head to look at him, Su Wugou didn't know what he thought of, smiled to himself, and turned his head to ask Xia Jingge: "When I was in the Cloud Sword Sect, did you partner with me? Zhao Wuyin, do you still remember?"

"... Ah, I remember." Xia Jingge thought for a while, and when he thought of such a person, he had the impression that this cultivator was always standing beside Su Wugou. Su Wugou talked a lot, but he rarely talked.But if he said he remembered it thoroughly, he felt a little guilty, as he could no longer remember what this person looked like.

"When I was managing the list of exorcisms with him here," Su Wugou paused, "he always told me that eating meat like this is bad for my health, and I should lose weight. I just love the earth-shattering fat body Fat, consciously walking is shaking the earth and shaking the mountains, it is very cool, and when I was a child, I was poor and afraid, so I loved my appetite and meat, and I didn’t listen to his advice.”

Looking at the nostalgic look in his eyes, Xia Jingge already knew Zhao Wuyin's ending.

"Some words have been held in my heart for a long time." Su Wugou smiled wryly, "We are also old friends, so it's okay to talk to you. In fact, Zhao Wuyin likes me." After Su Wugou finished speaking, he went to see Xia Jingge's expression , As a result, Xia Jingge accepted the words calmly with no surprise on his face and no waves in his eyes.Su Wugou immediately felt like he had found a bosom friend, and patted Xia Jingge's shoulder vigorously, "I knew you would believe it!"

Xia Jingge looked at him with a smile, thinking that you never thought I was so calm before.He thought for a while and said: "Although appearance is important, it is not as important as character. Brother Su is a man of integrity. I knew it early on. It is not strange that people who know you like you well."

Su Wugou looked a little lonely when he heard the words, and sighed, "Maybe I heard you say this earlier, and everything will be different." He was silent for a while, "I didn't think of it at first, but I noticed it later, I had no idea and wanted to escape. You know, I was so fat at that time, and I was still a man... Maybe you think men and men are normal, but I was originally a mortal in the world of mortals. It’s only normal for men and women in Zhili... So I told him at that time that I should find a senior sister and sister to love, and then I applied for transfer and left the Yunjian Sect area. This journey lasted for decades... ...During the past few decades, I couldn't let him go, and I didn't have the courage to see him again, so I never came back."

When Su Wugou said this, he grabbed the wine jar and took another sip of wine, and didn't say any more.

Xia Jingge didn't need to ask any more questions.

He knew that Zhao Wuyin must have died when the Yunjian faction was broken.

This is probably the real reason for Su Wugou's rapid weight loss this year.After Zhao Wuyin's death, he recalled Zhao Wuyin's persuasion, no longer obsessed with meat, switched to a vegetarian diet, or simply ate grains, and lost weight quickly and healthily.

But losing weight is just a sustenance. The man has passed away, and he can only let go of it by relying on time and walking out slowly.

Xia Jingge couldn't help thinking of Fu Ling.

If one day he really left, how many years would it take for Fu Ling to grieve, forget, and let go?

Xia Jingge couldn't imagine.

He was a little shaken in his heart, he thought, maybe Fu Ling would rather me go on like this, maybe he would be satisfied as long as he can be with me for a long time.

...but will it?

Xia Jingge didn't know what to do.One year, two years, ten years, maybe it will be enough.If it is a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, he is different from himself, he has rich six senses.He can get used to any state, but he will probably get tired of being disappointed.

Loving someone for thousands of years who will never be able to love you, who will never be able to truly understand your love...

That is a miracle that is rarely seen in exaggerated words.

Xia Jingge looked down at the crooked green grass that had been trampled on the ground.

Su Wugou recovered from his grief, and looked at Xia Jingge's lonely look, he was very drunk, otherwise he would not have told Xia Jingge about him and Zhao Wuyin At this time, when he saw Xia Jingge's appearance, Fu Ling asked sincerely, "By the way, whose father is your child's? Why do I look at him as he grows and looks like Feng Fuling? It can't be him." Let's do it!"

Xia Jingge paused in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Why do you think so?"

Su Wugou took a look at his expression, and then put his hand on Xia Jingge's shoulder, as if he was a familiar brother: "I don't want to talk about those nonsense with my brother, you two were so good that we picked up our monks together back then." It's on the list, and your son looks so similar to him, so if others can't guess it, can't I guess it?"

Xia Jingge looked at him and didn't speak.

Su Wugou smiled again: "I'm not such a person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong. If the demon king destroys my faction, I will take revenge on him, but it's not worth torturing his son, let alone your son."

Xia Jingge smiled: "You're drunk. I'll take you back, where are you going to sleep?" Then he got off the rock and reached out to hold Su Wugou.Su Wugou shook his head violently a few times, expressing his denial, but Xia Jingge couldn't hold back Xia Jingge's insistence on sending him back, and in the end he staggered and found an empty room with him to sleep.

Xia Jingge returned to the room and saw that Xia Qingqu was still sleeping soundly, with a flushed face and a small bubble spitting out of his mouth, looking carefree, so he sat down gently by the bed.

He lowered his head and took out a hosta from the interspatial bag.It was a token of love given to him by Feng Fuling back then.

Feng Fuling gave it back to him a long time ago, but he never wore it.Xia Jingge still kept in mind the motto of this jade hairpin, worried that once she put it on, it might not be her own again.

Looking at it, Xia Jingge gradually clenched the hairpin tightly.

His shaky heart slowly settled down again.

The next day, Xia Jingge went to Liu Xiangchen with six notes written by Shangmo Guanyi and asked him to send a message to Yu Qingqiao.

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