The Fantasy Trilogy: Journey to the Moon

At night, Immortal Master Chen was walking back and forth in the room, Madam Chen asked impatiently: "Why are you walking back and forth? It dazzles my eyes."

Immortal Lord Chen said: "Master Ming, I've been thinking about a question, the second son of the Fu family—"

"That demon king? What does he have in mind!"

"No, you are wrong! He may have learned archery at that time. After all, he has used a slingshot since he was a child. Although the two are far from each other, as long as he grasps the essence, according to his intelligence, he should learn it now. It's for sale now. But in the dangerous match on the second day, he was able to subdue the giant blood bat and the evil beauty just by relying on his escape and clinging skills, I—I couldn't believe it from the beginning to the end."

"Not to mention you, even I didn't believe it when I heard it, but besides that, what else can he do? Visit brothels and drink flower wine?"

"Yes! There is another point. When a disciple of our family said that a cloud of fog appeared, he was obviously shocked. Judging from his expression, he should know what the fog is, but he just didn't That being said, this is also doubtful."

"How do you say that?"

Immortal Master Chen told his wife about the situation that day in detail.

Mrs. Chen thought for a while and said: "Jinkang, I suddenly remembered that my master once told me that the Fu family is the most powerful among the three immortal sects. The Qihuang House also has another title."

"What other title?" Immortal Master Chen asked anxiously.

Mrs. Chen said embarrassedly: "At the beginning, Master had a good relationship with the old fairy master of the Fu family. He wanted me to marry into the Fu family, but I——have no interest in Fu Yunkong, so what else did Master say? How could I possibly remember?"

"Hey! What a pity. And today, Fu Yunxiao's analysis of things is reasonable. Is it possible for a person to change from the original devil king to the young man of the family all of a sudden? If he has always been a He looks like a demon king in the world, and when encountering big things, he probably only has to cry his nose, but Fu Yunxiao is not like that at all. I wonder if he is really as miserable as the outside rumors say. Also, Fu Yunkong's attitude toward himself The son doesn't seem to care too much, whether he's messing around or doing well, he doesn't seem to care too much. Does this mean that Fu Yunkong knows that his son will not be too worthless?"

Mrs. Chen sneered and said: "I said, Jinkang, are you neurotic? I don't think so, that Fu Yunxiao did absurd things, he couldn't finish talking for three days and three nights, how old is he? Eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, do you really think he has lived for hundreds of years? Wrap yourself up so tightly?"

When Mrs. Chen said this, Immortal Master Chen also had doubts about his doubts.

The next day, Chen Xianzhu and his wife sent away the other two immortals. They agreed to exchange secret letters every half a month to inform each other of the search results.

Immortal Lord Dongfang returned to Xianzhuang at dusk that day, Madam Dongfang, Young Master Haoyue, and other disciples were already waiting at the foot of the mountain.

After going up the mountain and entering the room, after Immortal Lord Dongfang sat down, Madam Dongfang said with red eyes: "Child Chaoyun is the most sensible, but—"

Mu Yu and Wu Qing also had red eyes and shed tears of sadness.And Dongfang Haoyue still stood expressionlessly, you would never be able to see any sadness or joy from his face.

Immortal Lord Dongfang sighed, and said to Wu Qing, "Let them all go down!"

Wu Qing agreed, and asked several house boys and maids to retreat.

Immortal Lord Dongfang looked at Dongfang Haoyue and asked, "Yue'er, you had dealings with Young Master Yun four years ago, what do you think of him?"

Dongfang Haoyue didn't expect his father to suddenly ask about this matter, he blushed, but he didn't know where to start, so he stayed there.

Mrs. Dongfang asked puzzledly: "Haoming, why are you asking this?"

The Eastern Immortal Lord repeated the absurd things that Fu Yunxiao did when he was in Jinxiu Immortal Villa.

Mrs. Dongfang looked at her husband in disbelief, and said, "Is this really the case? To actually guard the three fairy masters—it is shameless to the extreme."

The Eastern Immortal Lord said: "That's right, these are absurd, but after the absurd, it becomes unbelievable."

He also explained in detail how Fu Yunxiao won the first place in the two competitions.

Even Dongfang Haoyue was shocked.

Mrs. Dongfang opened her mouth wide in surprise, and asked, "This—could he have used some kind of sorcery?"

"No, he—he will never practice any sorcery!" Dongfang Haoyue interrupted suddenly.

Dongfang Haoming fixed his eyes on his son and asked, "Yue'er, why are you so sure?"

Dongfang Haoyue blushed, but he still looked ahead and said: "Although he plays bad and unruly, but--he has a kind heart, so--he will definitely not!"

The Eastern Immortal Lord sighed, and said: "Yue'er, do you know? He said that he easily subdued the giant blood bat and the evil beauty with his ability to escape and cling to people, not only for his father, but also for his father. Immortal Master Chen didn’t believe it either, maybe even his father Immortal Master Fu, but he just dealt with the three of us with a smile and a smile. In the end, he said that if he didn’t believe it, let me go home and ask you how he was so attached to you of."

Dongfang Haoyue blushed again. He stood there with his eyebrows twitched, but bowed his head and remained silent.

Mrs. Dongfang asked anxiously: "Yue'er, what's going on? How do you know how clingy he is?"

Seeing that her son had stopped talking, the Immortal Master Dongfang said with a wry smile: "Fu Yunxiao said that Yue'er ignored him no matter what he said, so he just started, pushed Yue'er down, stuck to him, and followed him. He plays eye contact."

Dongfang Haoyue suddenly trembled all over, as if a string in his heart that he had sealed for a long time had been played by someone else.

Mrs. Dongfang stared at her son, and said angrily: "Yue'er, is this true? You are really ashamed and thrown home, that--can't you subdue him? You can kill him with one palm .For him to say such nonsense in front of everyone, you—you really—”

The Eastern Immortal Lord was still looking at his son, and asked, "Yue'er, is he telling the truth?"

Dongfang Haoyue seemed to be struggling a bit, and then said softly: "Yes!"

Immortal Lord Dongfang smiled wryly and said: "Hey! It's really good. If one day, Fu Yunxiao really practiced some kind of magic, you Dongfang Haoyue is the best candidate for his relief. Master Haoyue is five years old. He pulled out the Unfeeling Sword, his arm strength and courage were extraordinary, but he was subdued by the second son of Yun. Therefore, it is reasonable for the blood bats and evil spirits to be released by the second son of Yun. Son, think about it, when Fu Yunxiao said that, he was still guarding Immortal Lord Chen, he was already suspicious of Fu Yunxiao."

Dongfang Haoyue has returned to his original appearance, expressionless: "What he said——it's true!"

The Eastern Immortal Lord closed his eyes helplessly.

Coming out of the guest room, Dongfang Haoyue walked slowly on that mountain road, and he thought of the person four years ago. He walked slowly, but he was thinking in his heart: "I wonder if he has arrived home safely now?"

Seeing the owner's return, the dozen or so big white chickens in Yunyuan swayed and ran towards Dongfang Haoyue. Dongfang Haoyue slowly squatted down, stroked their white and soft feathers lightly, and then Then go indoors.

Walking to the door, he looked again at the small painting table that had been placed under the eaves outside the door.

Entering the room, he drank tea by himself for a while, went to the study to read a book for a while, then opened a brocade box, opened a beautiful piece of brocade, inside were more than a dozen paintings, all of which were portraits of himself, Well kept.He saw the last one from the first one, and inadvertently, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Back to the bedroom, this bedroom is very spacious, with a big bed, a coffee table beside it, a small desk, a few pots of orchids of various kinds, and a very delicate incense burner, curling up with cigarettes.

He sighed softly, and walked towards an antique shelf, he gently took out two brocade boxes from it, opened one, and inside was a pack of peach blossom cakes that had hardened like a stone, and another Candied haws that have turned black and red, and a candied orchid that has also turned black.

Dongfang Haoyue looked at them one by one, and a rare gentle look appeared on her face.

He opened another square brocade box, which contained a crystal ball filled with orchids.

Dongfang Haoyue looked at those four things, for a long time, he seemed unwilling to come back from his memory, until he felt tired, then he sighed softly, as if he said to himself: "This way--it's good Yes, there are no regrets in this life!"

Because he remembered something that a person once said to him sarcastically: "Dongfang Haoyue, I understand, young master, you! Don't get married in this life. You can live alone. If you marry, who will you be?" The girl from the family, isn’t that going to make the girl a widow? So! You can live alone!”