The Evil World of Five Turbidities [Double Life]

"Old woman! Old woman!" the soul called out as it hurried over, "Oh! I found you!"

"Damn old man! Where have you been!" The old woman hurriedly got up to meet him, she walked up to the old man and grabbed the old man's ear, "I've been looking for you for a long time! I'm so anxious!"

The old grandpa yelled, begging for mercy repeatedly: "I was wrong, I was wrong! I don't know! You can take it easy!"

"When I was separated from you, this young man was with me and helped me find you." She pointed at Xu Xu, who had also come near, with her grandfather in her hand.

"Young man, thank you for taking care of my old lady." The old man thanked me, "Did you cause you a lot of trouble?"

"No problem." Xu Xu said, "Grandfather, you don't need to be too polite."

"It's also a coincidence." The old woman said, "I was waiting for my wife at the foot of the mountain, and I met my wife."

"Waiting for my wife?" The old man looked around, "Have you not waited yet?"

"No." The old woman said, "His wife is a bit willful, but she will come back anyway."

"Tell me about the young people nowadays..."

"I want you to talk too much." The old lady slapped him, "My wife is very nice, otherwise how could this young man wait for him for so long?"

"Oh, oh." The old man nodded.

"Young man, thank you for accompanying me." The old lady turned her head and said to Xu Xu, "Then we, let's go."

"I'll see you off." As soon as the illusory talisman was ignited, a golden barrier surrounded them.

"Yo." The old woman looked at the enchantment in surprise, "What is this?"

"This is an enchantment." Xu Xu said, "It can protect you from arriving safely."

"Young man, you..." The old man stared at Xuxu, "You are not an ordinary person, are you?"

Xuxu smiled and didn't answer, just said: "Grandma, Grandpa, I want to ask you for a favor."

"But it's okay to say." The old man said frankly.

Xuxu said that sentence that he repeated countless times.

"It's called, Chi, Wei, Rong." The old woman confirmed, "Isn't it?"

"Yes." With a false smile, "My wife's name."

The old man froze for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Lady? Did this young man just say that he was Chi Weirong's son..."

"Just say you talk too much!" The old woman quickly realized that she slapped the old man again, and then said to Xu Xu with a smile, "Old woman, I understand, young man, don't worry, if you meet me, I will definitely bring it with you."

"Understand what?" The old man was still confused.

"Don't worry about it!" the old woman said fiercely.

"Thank you very much then." Xu Xu said, "May I ask your two names?"

"Oh, my name is Ding Xuzhi." The grandfather said, "My wife's name is Qi Fangmei."

The illusory red amulet was pushed into the barrier, and the souls of the two people in the barrier began to dissipate.

"It is gratifying for the deceased to have both good fortune and longevity, and his virtue and goodness will be inherited in the next life." Xu Xu made a farewell ceremony, "Ding Xuzhi, Qi Fangmei, go slowly."

After seeing off the second elder, he turned and went back, and just stepped on the first step, he stopped.

The candle flame flickered violently.

Something strange came from behind him.

Something fell lightly to the ground, and fell heavily on his heart.

For so long, his floating thoughts and thoughts suddenly came to rest.

The body did not move, the tears fell first.

He slightly raised the corner of his mouth and turned around.

It was the face he had been looking forward to for more than a year in his dream.

Chi Weirong's soul exuding white soft light stood in front of him, looking at him tenderly.

Today is a sunny day, and tonight is a bright night.The breeze is blowing, the candles are burning, the stars are shining, everything in the world is quiet and soft.

Chi Weirong slightly bent his eyes and smiled in the soft light.

"It's been a long wait," he said.

Xuxu rolled his throat, tears were like broken beads.He slowly extended his hand to Chi Wei.

"Going home," he said.

Without Yujian, without spiritual power, Xuxu held Chi Weirong, and took him home step by step in the gentle blue candlelight that filled the mountains.

They were selfish once, selfishly broke the news, and only told others the next day.

Chi Weirong was the first person to return from Infernal Gate intact, and the whole cultivation world was blown up.

The lower courtyard was bustling again, Xuxu stayed quietly, watching people coming and going.

After the crowd dispersed, he got up and closed the door.

"You belong to me at last." Xuxu pushed into Chi Weirong's arms, "My young master."

Chi Weirong couldn't get out of bed yet, but Gu Liangyin said that his body and soul had been separated for too long, and he needed time to adapt and recuperate.

"It can't be a dream, right?" Xuxu got up, caressed Chi Weirong's face and stared at him closely, "No." He was full of aggrieved face, "You don't even want to enter my dream, only myself in the dream. "

Chi Weirong lifted his chin and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Are you blaming me?"

"How dare." Xuxu poked the tip of his nose, "I can't bear it."

"I see you cough...cough cough cough..." Halfway through speaking, Chi Weirong suddenly coughed violently, and the coughed up blood flowed down his fingers.

"Awei!" Xuxu shouted in panic, "I'll call the family doctor!"

"No need." Chi Weirong grabbed him, and his face, which hadn't recovered its blood color, became a little paler again, "Didn't I say it, occasionally coughing up blood, it's not a problem."

"I'm worried."

"Really." Chi Weirong panted, "I won't make fun of my body."

"Okay." Xuxu said helplessly, he took out a handkerchief and wet it with water to help Chi Weirong wipe blood, "It's so frightening even after you're back." He muttered, "Sooner or later, you'll be scared to death."

Chi Weirong raised his hand to touch the center of his brow, and said softly, "Don't frown so tightly."

"Then my young master, please give me a good time!" He scolded, "I'll go get the medicine."

The medicine was left by Gu Liangyin before, and he said that when he coughed up blood, he could relieve it by taking one pill.

He took the medicine bottle and brought half a bowl of hot water, then put a pill into the hot water and smashed it with a spoon.

"How can you swallow such a big pill." Xuxu complained dissatisfiedly, and smashed the pill into mud vigorously.

Chi Weirong laughed lowly: "Pills are so worthless."

"Come on, ah——" Xuxu brought the smashed medicinal spoon mixed with hot water to Chi Weirong's mouth.

Chi Weirong drank the medicine and said with a smile, "Why are you always giving me medicine?"

"Still talking." Xu Xu blamed, but his tone was very pitiful, "Why do you always get sick?"

"Okay." After feeding the medicine, Xuxu put down the bowl, "Your body hasn't recovered yet, so go to rest early."

But Chi Weirong moved into the bed and patted the empty half: "Come up, I want to talk to you." His starry eyes flashed, "You talked to me so much, but I couldn't respond you."

Xuxu was stunned for a moment, then took off his outer robe, got on the bed and carefully put Chi Weirong into the quilt, then lay down and hugged her in his arms to cover him.

"How do you know I've talked so much with you?" He hugged Chi Weirong to his chest, and the person in his arms finally got rid of the piercing coldness and warmed up again.

"Look." Chi Weirong poked his head out of his chest, raised a hand, and a knot seal emerged.

"A talisman?"

The talisman is a spell that connects the body and the soul. It can make the separated soul hear the movement within a foot of its own body.

"En." Chi Weirong withdrew his hand and slipped back into Xuxu's arms, "It was laid at the last moment, but luckily it succeeded."

"Why are you so carefree, young master?" Xuxu was so helpless that he gritted his teeth, "At that time, you still wanted to cast a spell on yourself!"

"I'm worried." Chi Weirong said warmly, "I have to listen."

"Then..." Xu Xu patted him on the back to coax him, "What did my young master hear?"

"I heard..." Chi Weirong lowered his voice, "There is a person who is very noisy and has been chattering, but he is chattering..." Chi Weirong climbed up from his arms, and put his hands on the corners of his false eyes, "Just Started crying."

False really cried.

"Sure enough." Chi Weirong wiped his tears for him, "I still love to cry so much."

Xu Xu grabbed Chi Weirong's hand and kissed his palm, then put his hand on his face.

"This year, I have suffered." Xu Xu said.

Chi Weirong looked at the vanity's thin and haggard face, and stroked his temple hair.

"This year, how difficult it is."

"It's hard." Xuxu wet the pillow towel with tears, but smiled, "I'm so close, I'm going to find you."

"If you dare to find me, you don't need those ghosts." Chi Weirong stared at him, "I'll beat you to death first."

"When the soul flies, the soul flies, and when the soul dies, the soul dies." Xuxu pushed into Chi Weirong's arms, "Anyway, without you in the world, I'm just a walking dead."

"You are the god of the people." Chi Weirong rubbed him and said softly.

"You are Wanmin's young master." Xu Hua nestled in his arms again.

"I'm just your Awei." Chi Weirong lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

"I'm just your vainness." Xuxu slightly raised his head and looked at him, his eyes still wet.

"Do you know why I can come back?" Chi Weirong gently kissed Xuxu's lips, Xuxu responded softly.

"Why?" he asked between soft kisses.

"Because my little ancestor is always crying, I just thought..." Chi Weirong kissed his eyes, "I have to come back quickly to coax people."

"I knew I would cry louder." Xu Xu smiled, then lowered his eyes, "Then you can come back earlier."

"Fool." Chi Weirong kissed him on the forehead, "The poem is well written."

"Each each other."

The candle vines in the room have been withdrawn, and there is only one immortal lamp that Chi Weirong lit before, emitting a warm yellowish halo.

Chi Hanwen's room.

"Master, have you really made up your mind?" Leng Qiuning asked while helping him change his clothes.

Chi Hanwen nodded, and he added a lot of white hair to his temples.

"Rong'er can't choose to be born, he was born as the young master of this first family." Chi Hanwen sighed, "Destined to bear more things than others in this life, he looks arrogant and cold, but in fact he has been conforming all his life, Follow me, follow the Chi family, follow the people, follow the morality, but you have not followed your own heart."

"I used to think that I raised my son very well. He was more thoughtful and courageous than me. I was once proud of him." He walked to the window and looked at the night outside. He has cultivated a machine that knows neither cold nor warm."

"A year ago..." Chi Han paused, his brows tightened a little, "Rong'er was framed by those old foxes and separated from his body and soul, but I, as a father!" He slammed the window, "I can't do anything!"

"Master." Leng Qiuning hurriedly brought clothes to cover him, "Master is not only a father, but also the suzerain, he has a lot of concerns, and he also cares about the overall situation."

"The overall situation...heh..." Chi Hanwen sneered, "Sovereign and father, I am destined to choose only one and only the suzerain. The Chi family has been in existence for hundreds of years, and it is the foundation laid by the previous generations through untold hardships. Every step I take, I can only make rational choices." He sighed deeply, "Rong'er did it, and Wanger did it too."

"But that day..." Leng Qiuning looked at him, "You didn't stop Wang'er."

"What I failed to do for my son, he has done." Chi Hanwen smiled wryly, "I can't fight like him."

"Now that I think about it, saving Huang'er back then..." He looked in the direction of the lower court in the night, "It was the most correct decision I made."

"Yes." Leng Qiuning said, "Rong'er has been busy cultivating, studying, meeting all kinds of people, giving commissions, and killing demons since he was a child. Although we are mother and son, we rarely get together. He treats us with filial piety and respect, but When we meet, there is always a bit of alienation. He once isolated himself from all emotions. His perception of himself is just the young master who came to complete the task. He is neither cold-blooded nor passionate, and he is so calm at a young age. It's terrible, many people who are older than him are not as good as him, I used to think that he could only be like this for the rest of his life, until I found out about that." She sighed, "The meaning of Huan'er to Rong'er is not you All I can give."

"Since you already knew about it, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Chi Hanwen asked.

"I'm afraid..."

"Oh, blame me." Chi Hanwen understood, "With my nature, how dare you tell me such things easily?"

"I was too worried." Leng Qiuning straightened his clothes for him, "Don't you agree with the master?"

"You don't need to comfort me." Chi Hanwen said, "In the past, I would never have agreed and would have severely punished him. Only after going through these things did I understand that people who are decades older .” He laughed at himself and shook his head. "Life is not as transparent as that of children."

"He and Void are in love with each other." Chi Hanwen embraced Leng Qiuning, "Let him follow his heart."

"If Rong'er finds out, she will be happy." Leng Qiuning said softly.

"Yeah." Chi Hanwen closed the window, "Let's have a rest."

On the other side, Xuxu couldn't rest, he stared at Chi Weirong's sleeping face motionless.

The man's face was still pale, and he looked obedient and quiet when he was asleep.Probably because his body has not recovered yet, his breath is also very weak.

"Still sleeping, boiling the eagle." Chi Weirong suddenly opened his eyes.

False startled.

"What are you looking at?" Chi Weirong looked at him with half-closed eyes.

"Look..." He choked up as soon as he uttered a word, "Are you breathing..."

"Fool." Chi Weirong wiped his tears for him.

He hugged Chi Weirong and slipped into his arms.

"I'm still afraid." He cried with grievance.

Chi Weirong suddenly grabbed his shoulders and turned over, pressing the person under him, tore off the pinched fabric, and before he could react, he directly entered his body.

"Uh!!!"

He cried out, his voice trembling badly, he didn't know whether he was crying or being stimulated.

"Master..." He struggled to squeeze out a sound from his throat, "It's so... rough..."

"Not rough..." Chi Weirong held his Adam's apple in his mouth, and sprayed warm heat on his neck, "How can I stop your cranky head."

Xuxu couldn't speak directly, his eyes were still moist, and the thin red at the end of his eyes became more and more vivid. Following Chi Weirong's movements, his toes were tightly raised, and his whole body convulsed uncontrollably.

The bed sheet in his hand had been wrinkled to the extreme. During the violent panting, he spoke intermittently with the only trace of clarity:

"You...your body...can't..."

"Who can't do it?" Chi Weirong became more aggressive, "I can't do it physically..." Breathing shortly, he bit Xuxu's earlobe, "You have to do what you need to do."

"I...I can't do it anymore..." Xuxu lost even the last clarity, the heat made him dizzy, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes, "Master... so fierce..."

Chi Weirong rubbed his tears, and his long eyelashes swept over every inch of his cheek, feeling the trembling of the man under him.

"What's going on?" Chi Weirong raised the corner of his mouth, "I wanted to stop you from crying."

The rubbing of the body made the heat even worse, the clothes and sheets were all soaked, and the people soaked in the water were tossed about in the storm, and they had already lost their sobriety.

Xuxu's eyes were completely lost, and he spoke nonsense intermittently, and he sent it to others while struggling.Chi Weirong is very good at controlling the heat, making him dash back and forth between the clouds and the deep sea.

Half-drunk, half-drunk, Xu Xu finally fell asleep after flying to the sky for the first time.

He was really exhausted from tossing, tears still hung in the corners of his eyes, his breathing was slightly heavy but even, he hadn't slept so deeply for a long time.

Chi Weirong tucked the quilt up for him, carefully got up from the bed, staggered onto the bed, and sat on it.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He coughed uncontrollably, covering his mouth with his hands, trying not to make any noise.

When he put down his hand, he saw that the palm of his hand was blood red again.

He leaned on the bed crookedly, his lips were a little whiter than before, he took a weary breath for a moment, then propped himself up, took the medicine bottle from the table, poured out a medicine and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's really hard to swallow." He leaned back on the bed, his breathing was still a little short, and he turned to look at the sleeping person on the bed.

"Little ancestor." He chuckled slightly panting, "It's really not easy to put him to sleep."

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The young master is trying his best to coax him to sleep!

Rong Rong is not easy, Ma Ma sighed!

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