Xianzun's daily life of chasing husband

Stirring, gritted his silver teeth, he clenched his fists tightly, not letting the trembling betray his guilt.

Xue Ran was unable to form alchemy in this life, because he was completely ruined by himself in his previous life, and in the most inhumane way, he sliced ​​away his golden alchemy one by one and abolished his cultivation.

Gu Zhao remembered that after the torture that was close to Ling Chi was over, Xue Ran was taken to Liu Yanlin's tomb by him, and he knelt for a long time, so long that... the blood on the man's body was almost dried up, so long... that man's body temperature changed from hot to cold. It's getting colder... for a long time... the man's breathing and heartbeat stopped at some point.

In his previous life, Gu Zhao did three vicious and heinous things to Xue Ran, and this is one of them.

To this day, when Gu Zhao thinks back, he still has lingering fears and hates himself.

Seeing Gu Zhao's strangeness, Xue Ran said, "You have a bad complexion, are you okay?"

"No..." Gu Zhao just made a sound, only to realize that his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, he quickly cleared his throat and returned to his original state, "It's okay."

Then, Gu Zhao changed the subject and said, "Why didn't you expose Ye Lanchen just now? He obviously knew about that, but he lied to us."

Xue Ran said: "Sect Master Ye deliberately concealed it, which means that the family that Miss Jiang is involved in is a famous family, and this matter seems to be a big one, with a little bit of involvement."

Gu Zhao said contemptuously: "Perhaps he is two-faced and three-faced, wise and wise to protect himself."

Xue Ran sternly said: "The reason why Sect Master Ye is known as Mr. Fuqu is that he is naturally high-spirited and upright. Don't say that about him."

Gu Zhao scratched his chin, lay down again, and muttered, "People's hearts are separated by belly, you little fool."

"What are you mumbling about?"

Gu Zhao laughed: "It's nothing, oh, it's so good, it's late at night, let's go to bed, I will accompany you to Zisu Town to inquire tomorrow, and I will always find some clues."

Xue Ran walked around Gu Zhao's floor, "I don't need you to accompany me."

Gu Zhaoshun hugged his calf, his bright eyes twinkled, and he said coquettishly, "I want to accompany..."

Xue Ran was speechless, and looked at Gu Zhao suspiciously, "I have a bad memory, did we know each other before? Did you ever owe me money? Why have you been following me? Why do you have to follow me?"

Gu Zhao was silent for a while, and asked aggrievedly: "Follow you, okay?"

Xue Ran couldn't move his legs, and seeing Gu Zhaoxiao's pitiful eyes, he couldn't bear it and said: "It's not bad, it's...strange, forget it, I can't explain it, sleep, let go."

Gu Zhao, the clinker, made an extra effort, "It's too cold on the ground, I'm afraid of the cold..."

"..."

So this Yixian Jun coaxed and lied, and brazenly got into Xue Ran's bed again.

Firefly candle beans, burning until dawn, had a good dream last night, when he woke up, Xue Ran rubbed his sleepy eyes, the person next door was still sleeping peacefully last night, but this morning he was in his arms again, hugging him tightly.

"Snapped!"

"Boom!"

"Ouch."

Gu Zhao touched Huahua's buttocks and limped behind Xue Ran, feeling aggrieved.

In Zisu Town, the folk customs are simple and honest, the pace of life is brisk, the school is thriving, and people live and work in peace and contentment.

In the Qingqi wine shop, the storyteller was amazed on stage, spit flying all over the place.

"Continuing from last time, let's talk about Emperor Chiyuan's outsmarting Baiming City, and the fierce generals around him have contributed a lot!"

Immediately, someone shouted from the audience: "Is that fierce general Xue Xianyu General Xue?"

"Exactly!" The storyteller slapped the gavel, his eyebrows beaming, "Speaking of General Xue, he is truly a god-man. He has reached the pinnacle of martial arts. Although his life is short, he has made countless military achievements. , His love affair secret is even more shocking."

Someone from the audience added: "What is the secret, is it spicy or not? Tell me quickly and listen."

"Yeah yeah."

"Don't be fooled, buddy, the seeds of good tea are here."

"Crack!" The storyteller rang the Xingmu again, "De La!"

Everyone laughed and laughed, and the atmosphere was heated up. Only the person sitting in the corner had a gloomy expression and a bit of bad luck.

Seeing Gu Zhao crushing the corner of the table into powder with bare hands, Xue Ran seemed still puzzled, so scared that he quickly grabbed Gu Zhao's hand, "What are you going to do with such a bitter hatred?"

Gu Zhao said bitterly: "People have been dead for hundreds of years, why are they still chewing their tongues?"

Xue Ran smiled and said: "The wild history rumors are intended to be fresh and interesting. You also said that people have been dead for hundreds of years, so why care about their names before and after life?"

Gu Zhao gritted his teeth and said dumbly, "I don't like this story."

"I really have no vision." Xue Qi laughed, "Here, the story of General Xue is the number one hit. Storytellers love to tell his unofficial biography. There are three episodes a day, and each episode is divided into five sections."

Gu Zhao's face basically turned from blue to black, but there was an indescribable anger, sadness, remorse, sourness, and unspeakable embarrassment.

Gu Zhao twitched his Adam's apple, pulled his hands out, and covered Xue Ran's ears with his hands, "Anyway, it's unpleasant, so don't listen."

Xue Ran was stunned, Gu Zhao covered his ears, his ears were burning hot, his heart was beating and his face was burning, and his brain gave up thinking for half a moment.

There was applause from the audience, and it seemed that the period was over.

Xue Ran came back to his senses, pushed Gu Zhao away, and said with a flash of inspiration: "There are many people in the teahouse and wine shop, and we may be able to find out about Jiang Xiaowan from it."

Gu Zhao nodded, with red eyes.

At this time, the storyteller was drinking water to moisten his throat and was about to give a second speech. When he saw Xue Ran and Gu Zhao walking towards him, he thought they were the audience who were still interested in the audience. He sipped his mouth and said, "After listening to the book, sign TOLL."

Gu Zhao glared, wishing to set the stage ablaze, the storyteller thought that this person was not kind, and he was dressed gorgeously, so he immediately changed his smile, "If it's a fairy, it's a different matter, how dare I ask the fairy for advice?"

Xue Ran exchanged glances with Gu Zhao, and said, "How long has the old gentleman lived here?"

"57."

Xue Ran snorted, and said: "I want to test Mr., what anecdotes have happened in the vicinity in the past 40 years?"

This question was opportunistic, firstly, it did not reveal the real intention of coming, and relaxed the vigilance of the other party, secondly, it gave the husband enough face and let him show off his capital for making a living.

The storyteller knows the past and knows the folk affairs today, but he is still one step away. Gu Zhao put a silver ingot on the table, "Well said, reward again."

As expected of Bai Xiaosheng, who ran the rivers and lakes, he said a lot of unimaginable things.

When he said that 38 years ago, a woman in distress came to Zisu Town, and the villagers took her in and helped her. Xue Ran and Gu Zhao knew that he was talking about Jiang Xiaowan.

The old man sighed, and continued: "Who knew, she was pregnant as a single woman. The people in Zisu Town are simple and simple, who can tolerate such scandalous things, so the villagers worked together to drive her away. She Running to the next village, the next town, still the same, and being driven all the way to the gate of Huayu Palace, alas."

Kunlun Huayu Palace, the road up the mountain is long and difficult for ordinary people, with more than 4000 steps. She is a weak woman, so she climbed to the door step by step, begging to be taken in, but was turned away, so she had to be discouraged Cold downhill.

Xue Ran clenched his fists, gnashed his teeth and said, "How can this be reasonable? It's unreasonable. What kind of world is it? It's shameful to do evil things with a self-righteous heart!"

The old man shook his head, expressing helplessness, "Since that time, everyone has never seen that woman again, until half a year later, when people saw her again, she had hanged on a plum tree in Zisu Town, and then strange things happened Yes, every July [-]th, there will always be a woman with a big belly knocking on the door in the middle of the night. The superior will pave the way and repair the platform, and in the next few years, everything will be fine."

Gu Zhaodao: "Doesn't anyone know the identity of that woman?"

The old gentleman thought for a while, and said: "I heard that she has a distant relative in Caiyi Town, but the two immortals, folk tales, mixed truth and falsehood, can be played for children's play, not taken seriously."

Xue Ran frowned, he had seen Jiang Xiaowan with his own eyes, and now he heard part of her experience, recalling her words "If you can live, who doesn't want to live", there are mixed feelings for a while, heartbroken.

People are not in the game, so they don't know that things are suffering, they don't distinguish between true and false, good and evil, and they can judge black and white with only one tongue.

"That's a good sentence, it's a joke, don't take it seriously." Xue Ran turned around and said to Gu Zhao, "Let's go to Caiyi Town."

Gu Zhao patted Xue Ran on the shoulder to show comfort.

In Caiyi Town, the people make a living by operating paper-cutting. Whether it is window grilles, Zhaidie or Douxianghua, they are cut lifelike, lifelike, with exquisite craftsmanship and many patterns.

It was supposed to be a vibrant town, but now walking on the road, it is deserted. The doors of each house are closed. The door letters originally used to pray for blessings and exorcise evil spirits, and the works of art that everyone is proud of, are not torn on the lintel. Just throw it on the road.

A gust of wind blows, with a biting chill, the mist spreads, and the dripping water turns into ice.

As if overnight, this town became a dead town, without a trace of living people.

Gu Zhao held Xue Ran's hand tightly, "Be careful."

Not far away, two groups of figures of different colors gathered, one white and one blue, mixed in the thick fog, interweaving into strange colors.

Gu Zhao pinched his fingers, pointing forward with two fingers, and the red light pierced through the air, tearing through the fog. Xue Ran looked intently, only to see the group of people clearly.

Bai Yi is from Kunlun Huayu Palace, and Qing Yi is from Qiankun Peak.

Qiankundian is adjacent to Kunlun Huayu Palace. Although it only manages the three cities of Bashu and Shu, its suzerain is a righteous man, who cares about the world's worries, and does what is upright and upright. Wherever there is difficulty, he will go all out and even not receive a penny.

Therefore, he also offended many Taoist families, big and small. Everyone blamed him for eating carrots and not worrying about them. After all, there are fairy gates stationed in the city. The task makes money, and he does some voluntary labor, and waits