How did the dead fake Taoist come alive again?

Sure enough, there is some connection.

friend?Or a lover?

Luoxue thought for a while, would someone really like someone like Xiu Yun who seemed very indifferent?

No one should be so blind, so they can only be friends.

Luoxue was full of curiosity and wanted to find out, but it was a pity that Xiuyun didn't have the slightest desire to decrypt it, which made him very disappointed.

He tried to touch the rabbit, but there was no response.Luoxue boldly picked up Xiuyun, and the moment the back of her hand touched the fox's tail, she suddenly felt a burst of warmth.

This startled him, and he quickly retracted his hand like an electric shock.

This tail seems to be alive.

Luoxue's heart twitched, and Xiu Yun, who was hugged by his waist, felt uncomfortable, and he struggled twice in Luoxue's hands.Luoxue quickly put him in her arms, and the fear disappeared, but some thoughts of dying appeared in her heart.

He just tries and does nothing else.

Luoxue stretched out her eager hand, and gently stroked her again.

Not an illusion.

It seemed that there was hot blood beating faintly under the fur, and he felt the warm touch of touching the skin of the living creature, as if it would move in the next second.

An absurd idea popped up in Luoxue's mind, maybe... its owner is still alive, waiting for it.

A fox without a tail will only be seriously injured, not dead.

If it can be sent to Huqi Mountain, to its owner.It is also a good thing for a little fox like him to have one more great power in the fox clan.

For example, if Hu Qishan is strong, he doesn't need to spend all his time running to the devil world, and he doesn't need to rack his brains to survive under Xiuyun's hands. The big bosses in the clan will protect him.

At most, he will be fined to face the wall and think about his mistakes, and he will be punished for two years more. Luoxue doesn't have to worry about knowing when he will become a scarf.

This is the benefit of a strong ethnic group, all prosperity.

Thinking of Luo Xue's sadness coming from here, he slowly closed the box and stared at Xiuyun in his arms.

Looking at it, he felt something different in his heart.

"Brother Xiuyun, if I help you find your remaining soul, can you take this tail and give it to me?"

As he spoke, he pulled the rabbit's long beard in distaste.

The rabbit was asleep, and after being disturbed, he waved his paw angrily, and Luoxue shyly withdrew his hand.

Boss Xiuyun is a good person, so he shouldn't reject him, right?

Luoxue closed the box again, thinking while stroking the rabbit.

It has been 3000 years since Xiuyun left the world, and the world has not changed much in these 3000 years.

It's like those big bosses who have survived from 3000 years ago. The cultivation method is only a sword cultivator, a demon cultivator, and a ruthless path. The path is too narrow.

But now, there are Fu Xiudan, Qin Xiu, and even Hehuan Sect who pull people to engage in double cultivation.

Therefore, for the matter of the soul flying away and returning to the world, it must be more experienced now than it was 3000 years ago.

But where do we start with this matter?

Luoxue thought for a while, and thought of Yijinlou, the library of Yunxiaozong.

In the early days, Yunxiaozong had an elder Yijin who loved to collect books.Whether it's an isolated copy of the secrets of the cultivation world, or the local chronicles of the poor and remote villages, or the nonsense books of the devil world, she is interested in all of them.As long as it was a book she hadn't read, she would get it for free.

This also led to Yunxiaozong becoming the sect with the most books in the entire continent when she became a fairy.

Later, this habit was retained by her disciples, and Yunxiaozong simply built a new library.

……

When Luoxue arrived, it was the peak time of crowd flow, and the first floor was crowded with Yunxiao Sect disciples who were borrowing and returning books, communicating with each other in low voices.

Suddenly, all these noises disappeared like a silencing spell.There were still some disciples who hadn't reacted yet, who were talking, and when they noticed something strange, they looked at the door along with everyone's eyes.

In the distance, the young man in red walked among the crowd with lowered eyebrows.He was holding a snow-white rabbit in his arms, everyone looked at him unconsciously, but he didn't squint.

It is as white as snow on the mountain, and as bright as the moon among the clouds. ①

The people in front of him consciously made way for him, and only gathered together to discuss in a low voice when he was far away.

"I said that Mr. Yueluo went to greet Master Xuanhui in person, and he came back after this. Did you see the rabbit in his arms? It must be a token of love that he planned to give to Master Xuanhui! "

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! I put all my pocket money on Yue Luojun's escape!"

"How could this be? I was still thinking of mastering the sword and confessing my love to Lord Yueluo!"

"You'd better beat your master's organ man first."

"Don't talk about it, remember to pay the money you lost to us."

... This group of people actually bet against him.

Luoxue withdrew her eavesdropping ears, pretended nothing happened, and walked straight towards the disciple on duty today with the rabbit in her arms.

The books in the library are all marked in sequence. If you want to borrow a book, you must first get a jade plaque from the disciple on duty.

The disciple on duty today is named Feng Ruo, and he is fairly familiar with Luoxue.

He handed Luoxue a piece of round jade from behind, and then whispered mysteriously: "Senior Yueluo, I heard... are you interested in buying a copy of that thing?"

While saying that, she winked and gave Luoxue a look that you understand and I understand.

Luoxue raised her eyelids and looked at the other party: "What is it?"

"It's a must-have thing to reunite after a broken mirror."

Feng Ruo pulled up his sleeves, revealing half a book of miscellaneous books. Two handsome men were painted on the grassy yellow skin, their hands and feet intertwined, which was quite unsightly.

Luoxue: "..."

□□Long Lang Qian Kun!How can it be so indecent!

Luoxue said seriously: "I don't need it!"

He is a single mother fox, and he has never even touched the mother fox's paws. What do you want this kind of thing for?

Feng Ruo paused, then patted his head, showing a sudden expression: "I'm really playing tricks, making seniors laugh."

Hearing that the Fox Clan are used to having fun in this aspect, it is only natural that Luoxue despises such crude things as them.

Feng Ruo said again: "Are you interested in joining us? The content is based on you and Master Xuanhui, and you will be paid as much as you want. It must be popular in the mainland and sell better than those produced by the Acacia Sect!"

Luoxue: "..."

The rabbit in his arms was suddenly pinched by Luoxue, and his three-petal mouth bit his fingertips angrily, Luoxue almost threw Xiuyun over.

Luoxue suddenly said indifferently: "Feng Ruo, haven't you heard from your master yet?"

Hearing the sound, the young man who was still full of wretched smiles suddenly lost his temper. He let out a disgruntled "Yeah", and he didn't want to sell the book anymore. He sighed and put it on the table.

Feng Ruo used to be a handsome young man, but it is a difficult life to become what he is now.

Feng Ruo's master, Third Elder Feishuang Jian Mo Ruhuai, has been missing for more than a hundred years.

70 years ago, he had sent a letter back, telling the members of Yunxiao Sect not to worry, he would come back after finishing the work in hand.

Yunxiao Sect often has elders who go out for travel, but it's just that they have been pregnant for a long time, so Yunxiao Sect did not spend energy to find him.

This made his apprentices suffer.

Cultivating the Tao is not just a matter of being talented and being instructed, it also requires a lot of talismans and stones, sitting pets, magic weapons, weapons, etc.

When their master is around, they will help out a little bit.Now that Mo Ruhuai has disappeared, even if there are sects and other elders to help, they are still not as caring as my master.

Therefore, Feishuangjian, who was extremely poor, came up with the idea of ​​being a member of the same sect, and Feng Ruo, the chief of the sect, was something only he could not think of, and there was nothing he dared not do.

Handing out love letters, copying homework, privately printing pornographic books, and even secretly setting up bets...

Luoxue quietly stuffed the books on the table into her sleeves, and said sympathetically, "I will tell Elder Yao to let her find out your master's whereabouts."

Not only that, but he will also give this "masterpiece" to Yao Songxiang to let her know how much there is a lack of masters under Feishuangjian.

At the same time, presumably Liu Yuling would "accidentally" find this book beside Yao Songxiang, and then "accidentally" know that it is something they fiddled with.

Yao Songxiang and Liu Yuling will definitely take good care of Fengruo from different angles.

Feng Ruo showed a surprised expression. After all, their words were not as important as Luo Xue's, and they seemed very ignorant.

The teenager looked gratefully at this senior who seemed not much older than them.

"Uncle Master..." Even the address has changed.

"It's just a small matter." Luo Xue left a smile, and before Feng Ruo said more words of thanks, she walked towards the stairs in a chic manner.

Only the low voices of Feishuangjian's disciples cheered behind him, and Luoxue deeply hid his achievements and fame.

Until he reached the tenth floor, the sound downstairs was completely cut off, and this place was like a quiet secret room.

He walked into the bookshelves unskilledly. At the bottom of the most remote corner, Luo Xue dug out the books from the dusty bookcase and bound them neatly.

"One hour will take you to be proficient in resurrecting the dead", "Ten little things you have to know about the scattered souls", "The Reborn Domineering Demon Lord Falls in Love with Me", "After I die, the whole family will start a crematorium"...

Luoxue was the only person on the tenth floor. He put Xiuyun on the table and stacked the books aside.

A little sunlight leaked from the shade of the trees by the window, and the breeze blew by, making it very cool.

Luoxue finished flipping through two books quickly, and slowed down when flipping through the third book.

This is a story book that was popular in the demon world more than 1000 years ago. It tells the story of the number one beauty of the demon race who lost her soul due to an accident. A hundred years later, her admirer used the lotus flower poured by the aura of heaven and earth as a lure to gather her soul again.

However, when the first beauty woke up, the admirer left unexpectedly. She thought it was the Demon Lord who saved her.

From then on, the beauty and the demon began their daily life of chasing you, chasing you, chasing me, fighting and petting each other, and when the admirer finally found him, the beauty and the demon had promised each other for life.After a little hesitation, she thanked her admirer and chose to be with Mozun.

In the end, the admirer gave blessings freely and left sadly.

"This is too cruel..." Luoxue touched her cheek, which was moist.

He took out his handkerchief and wiped his face, made a small mark in the corner of the book with a red pen, and put it aside.

A useful book about one of the ways of returning from the dead.

Luoxue took two deep breaths, and after adjusting her mood, she couldn't wait to open the fourth book.

When Xiuyun woke up, he saw the fox lying on the desk intently flipping through something.

The sun had already set outside the house, but Luoxue still didn't notice it, her nose was twitching, and her eyes were redder than he was like a rabbit.

"Who bullied you?" Xiuyun jumped off the table and turned back into a human form, with a subtle coldness in his voice.

He first looked around, Luoxue returned to his residence with the borrowed books at noon, it was exactly a day before Xiuyun left, the ground was thrown in a mess, and there was a box of unknown origin on the other side of the table.

There is no smell of anyone else coming here.

"A member of Cloud Sect?"

The author has something to say: ①The whiteness is like snow on the mountain, and the moon is as bright as the clouds. ——Zhuo Wenjun's "White Head Song"