More than three realms handle

Zhu Yu gave him a look, as if asking if he wanted to go in.

There is no way to know the situation in the town, and now going in is mixed, and he is only here to help, everything depends on Ling Xian.

"I have no choice."

Ling Xian shrugged, walked over, and planned to go in directly.

"Wait!" Seeing that he was about to step in with half a foot, Zhu Yu stepped forward and grabbed him, rummaged around his waist, and took out a few spells, "If there is danger... you can hide behind me , These critical moments can save lives."

Chen Sha flashed over suddenly, blocked Ling Xian with half of his body, and raised his voice: "I can protect him well!"

His dark eyes stared at Zhu Yu quietly, with undercurrents surging.

The hand holding the spell stopped in mid-air, not knowing what to do for a while.

Ling Xian burst out laughing, grabbed Chen Sha's arm and poked his head out, taking the spell from Zhu Yu's hand.

"Thank you, Daoist?"

The black air at the entrance turned into a mist, and with the touch it created a circle of ripples, and disappeared after people entered, which was somewhat similar to the Santu Huajing.

After Ling Xian disappeared, Chen Sha and Zhu Yu also walked in successively.

Everything outside the town returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

The streets inside are clean and the houses are tidy. It is no different from what I remember. Except for the absence of people, there is nothing unusual.

"Are you Fu Xiu?"

Ling Xian looked thoughtfully at the delicately drawn spell in his hand.

Among the Taoist priests, most of them are sword cultivators and body cultivators, and Xiao Shuyue's kind is sword cultivators.

However, talisman repairs, alchemy repairs, and tool repairs are only a minority, and there are usually only a few in the sect, and these few people are responsible for the cost of spells, pills, and magic tools for the entire sect.

Among these people, there are even fewer people who are superior. On the one hand, as long as these things can be used effectively, on the other hand, no one is willing to put too much effort into making wedding dresses for others.

And these few spells are of the highest quality, even better than the various spells taught.

It's a pity that most of them are defense-oriented.

"Well, I quite like drawing talismans..."

Before Zhu Yu finished speaking, an accident happened ahead.

An old man appeared out of nowhere and walked over staggeringly. He didn't seem to see any of them. He was about to bump into them, and he was still muttering something.

Ling Xian made a gesture to signal them not to move, and then went up to support the man's shoulder. The old man stopped and looked up at Ling Xian.

"Grand...uncle?" It was only when he got closer that he was only middle-aged, but with loose skin and a little stoop, he looked much older.

Only then did everyone hear what he was muttering: "...Daughter-in-law, I'm going to marry a daughter-in-law soon..."

Ling Xian: "..."

The man's eyeballs are cloudy, as if he is staring at you, but also seems to be looking elsewhere, which makes people feel a little hairy.

Ling Xian lowered his body, looked directly at him, and showed a friendly smile: "Do you know how to get to Xiba Road?"

The man's slack eyes focused on Ling Xian for a moment, and then moved away again. He raised his slightly stiff arm and pointed diagonally backward.

"Thank you!"

The direction is right, and we can still communicate normally, Ling Xian let go of the hand that was holding him.

Without the shackles, the man trembled and left again.

The black energy emanating from his body was also cut off, and it no longer flowed towards Ling Xian.

Suppressing the turbulent evil thoughts brought about by his anger, he turned around: "You also saw it?"

Seeing the last ray of black air cut off, Zhu Yu's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he asked with concern: "How long has this situation lasted?"

Ling Xian had a panoramic view of his reaction, waved his hands, and said indifferently: "It's been a while, nothing serious, this matter is a long story, and now there is another matter that needs to be confirmed."

"Chensha, can you connect to Huangquan now?"

The ghost king frowned, then shook his head.

"Xiao Daoist, you... definitely don't come from any ordinary Taoist temple, how about you?" Ling Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Yu.

"...No." He also shook his head, revealing a wry smile.

I thought that this formation just cut off the channel in the world, but now it seems that this town has been completely isolated and has become an isolated existence outside the Three Realms.

"That guy should be here."

Along the way, I met many townspeople who were in a similar situation to the man before. Fortunately, they were not injured or wanted to hurt others except that their minds were not clear.

There should be nothing wrong at home, Ling Xiansi couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Ling Xian and Zhu Yu exchanged information, and apart from knowing that this person came from Tiangong, they didn't seem to have much useful information, which made him even more curious about this person's master.

Chen Sha stood aside and didn't speak, but tirelessly exuded resentment in his eyes. The chat was quite harmonious, but Zhu Yu was too frightened to speak.

It was clearly daytime, but the doors and windows of every household were closed, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.

Here on Xiba Road, there are all single-family houses, some with small yards, and finally arrived after turning another street.

I haven't been back for half a year, and there seems to be no change at home. There is snow in the yard, and the plum blossoms beside the house are in full bloom.

The carefully cleaned path leads directly to the door. Ling Xian stepped forward, raised his hand and suddenly stopped, and finally knocked on the door.

After a while, there were footsteps in the room, and the door was pushed open with a creak. After seeing the person coming, the woman suddenly opened the door and ran forward with her slippers on.

She took Ling Xian's hand, smiling at the corners of her eyes and brows, and said softly, "You're back, you're back!"

Time has not left any traces on her face, she looks like she is only in her early 40s, and her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Ling Xian, so she should be his mother.

Realizing that there were people behind, Ling's mother turned sideways quickly and let the door open: "Is this Xiaoxian's friend? Come, come in and sit!"

The house is a small two-story western-style building that has become popular in recent years. The entrance is a large living room, the kitchen and other living rooms are all on this floor, and the upstairs should be bedrooms.

A group of people sat down on the sofa casually, and Ling's mother went to the back kitchen to get busy. Usually there were few guests at home, but they still prepared a lot of snacks.

Zhu Yu shook his head at Ling Xian, which meant nothing unusual.

It is not convenient to communicate directly now, Ling Xian nodded to show that he saw it, and there is really no problem comparing his mother with the people on the street.

"Come on, it's Xiaoxian's favorite food, and you should like it too." Ling's mother put the snacks and juice on the coffee table and sat beside Ling Xian.

"Thank you, auntie." Zhu Yu picked up the cup and showed a cute smile.

Chen Sha moved to the side, trying to stay away from this happy group of people, he tried his best not to look at the food on the table, his expression looked...a bit aggrieved.

Seeing this, Ling Xian pushed his glass of juice over calmly, and introduced Zhu Yu to his mother: "We are on vacation early, and this Taoist priest met on the road by chance, and may have to... stay for a few days."

Originally, he was sipping juice, but when he heard that Chen Sha rubbed against Ling Xian, he swaggered and looked at Zhu Yu: See, we are the only family that loves each other!

Zhu Yu laughed helplessly, and clasped his fists at Mother Ling: "I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, it's okay, just stay for a few days!"

There was a trampling sound on the wooden stairs, and someone came down.

"...Xiao Xian?" Some thin middle-aged men stood on the stairs and yawned. They should have just taken a nap. When they saw Ling Xian, they immediately regained their energy and walked over quickly.

"Why didn't anyone answer my call on New Year's Day?" Before Ling's father could sit still, Ling Xian got straight to the point.

"...Telephone? It shouldn't be..." The mother seemed to have remembered something, got up and trotted towards the landline, fumbled all the way, and picked up an unplugged telephone line, with a puzzled expression on her face.

Looking at the wire, my father slapped his forehead, and seemed to remember something: "Look at my memory, I pulled it out after a thunderstorm a few days ago, cough, I forgot to plug it in..." After speaking, he became embarrassed, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Ling Xian: "..."

After a few casual words, the room fell silent.

It was an embarrassing scene, but Ling's mother unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth. Usually Ling Xian didn't talk much. Today, the two of them were very happy to chat so much, but this joy didn't last long.

"When I was 16 years old, you set up a marriage proposal for me?"

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed. Although he couldn't see it on the surface, the old couple knew that they were angry.

Ling's father choked on half a mouthful of almond cake, couldn't help coughing, grabbed the cinnamon juice and drank it down in one gulp.

Mother Ling turned her head and pretended to pat him on the back, but she was actually communicating with him with her eyes: I was discovered by Xiaoxian, what should I do?

The room fell silent again, but in just a few seconds, it seemed more tormented than before.

My mother sighed, but decided to tell the truth: "...that year, you were so sick that half of your foot had entered the gate of hell. The doctor said there was no way to save you. Your father and I decided to go outside the town to find a Taoist priest, thinking... to die. When the horse is a living horse doctor, he happened to meet a worldly expert who wandered here, he said..."

The mother seemed unwilling to continue talking, Ling Xian picked up what she hadn't finished speaking at the right time: "Give me a ghost marriage to resolve it, right?"

"...Yes, that's right..." Mother hesitated to speak, her eyes dodged.

The father coughed and continued: "...that child is also poor, he died early, and we also burned some paper money for him during the New Year and holidays, so that he can live better down here."

Zhu Yu sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he excused himself to go to the bathroom and left.

"It's a good thing, then why didn't you tell me, I didn't thank him properly." Ling Xian stood up to block Chen Sha, and the next words might make him feel uncomfortable.

Mother lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him: "Oh, Xiao Xian, you also know what it means to be married in the dark, but you were still young at that time, and you had never even seen the outside world, and you couldn't spend your whole life in..."

Suddenly the cup on the coffee table shattered, splashing debris all over the floor, which was crushed by cinnabar, and Ling's mother stopped talking.

Ling Xian patted his shoulder with his hands behind his back, trying to comfort him.

Of course the parents would not tell him, who would want their child to be with the dead for the rest of their lives.

In other words, this ghost marriage was used by different people from the beginning, but a fool believed it and kept calling him Madam.

The mother got up to pick up the broom and wanted to clean up the broken glass on the ground. Under Ling Xian's gaze, the father fidgeted, and suddenly he slapped his head and didn't go back: "I still have the Geng post, I'll show it to you."

Chen Sha actually didn't want to have an attack, on the one hand it was Suan Tian who gave him a new life, on the other hand it was Xiao Xian's parents, and Ling Xian was completely kept in the dark.

But hearing them utter those disgraceful goals in front of me, it still feels very harsh, and there seems to be something blocked in the chest, which is stuffy.

Seeing that the turmoil was over, Zhu Yu came back again and helped Ling's mother clean up the broken glass, which also splashed a little on the sofa.

The atmosphere in the house was still awkward, and my mother went to the kitchen on the pretext of entertaining them well.

After a while, Father Ling ran over with a red Geng Tie, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Look, Xiao Xian, this is it!"

Zhu Yu grabbed Ling Xian who was about to step forward, and said in a serious tone, "Don't go!"

Chen Sha struck out a palm wind, and knocked away the thing in his hand, Geng Tie fell to the ground, the red color on it became more and more intense, like sticky fresh blood.

The author has something to say:

shock!The father-in-law and the mother-in-law showed affection to other men in front of the son-in-law, and even said bad things about him? (dog head)