Mistaking the villain Xianzun as the object of salvation

"As long as you run out of health, can you leave..." Zhou Yue murmured.

The internship system was a little worried, and tried to persuade: [Host, you are not in a good mood, and your mental value has dropped to a dangerous level. Let's take a good rest and stop putting pressure on yourself. 】

Zhou Yue's eyes were blank and he didn't answer.

The system comforted again: [Only 18% of the blackening value is left, the task will be completed soon, when the time comes back to the main system space, the host can exchange the points for medicine to treat mental trauma, or strip this emotion, or even Empty this memory of wearing books, and then it will get better slowly. 】

Zhou Yue said softly: "Well, it will get better."

After logging out of the system, Zhou Yue lay on the big white jade bed, the quilt under him was still in a mess, as if reminding him all the time what happened on the big white jade bed at those hours last night.

Zhou Yue stared blankly at the snow-white curtain above his head, feeling numb. He wasn't born to like men, and he couldn't accept Gu Xuecheng at all at first, until later when he dug the pill, because of extreme guilt and deep love mixed with family affection , endured the shame and accepted the other party, and used his brother's identity to become the so-called wife.

However, he never expected that there would be such a day when he would be trampled almost cruelly into mud by the person he once loved deeply.

During the few hours last night, he whimpered and begged, and struggled desperately, but it didn't help at all. Although he was a senior monk with the seven-turn golden elixir, Gu Xuecheng was the top monk after the phoenix nirvana, the so-called perfect golden elixir In Gu Xuecheng's eyes, his weak struggle was as ridiculous and pitiful as a mayfly shaking a tree.

The most ridiculous thing is that he almost sacrificed his dignity and life to help Gu Xuecheng form the Perfect Golden Pill that suppressed him and made him suffer all kinds of humiliation.

Gu Xuecheng used those iron-like arms that he had carefully nurtured to tightly imprison his battered body, and used the unparalleled perfect golden pill that he had desperately formed for him to ruthlessly suppress him. Looking at his fragile and dim seven-turn golden elixir, he forced himself to entertain guests, and then we were together, together... During those few hours last night, he was not even as good as the humblest young lady.

Even though he has made a thousand mistakes, he has tried his best to make up for it, but the child he raised with his own hands, the boy he tried to protect, and the young man he really admired, finally treated him to guests and kept asking him what he did. Cried, and said it was nothing.

He has always had no real sense of the identity of a concubine, and in his heart he foolishly regarded himself as Gu Xuecheng's elder brother. In fact, what Gu Xuecheng said before was the truth. The best way to humiliate yourself is to let others take your embarrassment as a joke.

What's ridiculous is that I have been submissive, and I still think self-righteously want to make up for the other party, and want to redeem some mistakes.

Now it seems that when I went to Ask Sword Valley to get the Akasaka Sword, the dream brought by the guardian sword lotus has already predicted everything, maybe from now on, I will often be used to entertain guests...

Zhou Yue thought about it, and slowly curled up, she couldn't even feel the pain on her body, she just felt cold all over her body, and her heart was empty.

I don't know how long it took before the maids opened the door and began to tidy up the messy bedding. Although they didn't dare to look at Zhou Yue, they all had strange expressions, but Zhou Yue didn't even have the strength to feel ashamed.

After the maids tidied up the quilts, Zhi'er wept and half hugged and half helped Zhou Yue to the spring room. After soaking in the warm Lingquan water for a long time, Zhou Yue finally felt a little better. Take two steps.

"It's almost there, help me up." Zhou Yue whispered.

"Yes, master." Zhi'er hurriedly lifted Zhou Yue up from the Lingquan pool, let him lie down on the bed, took Xueha ointment to smear his wounds, and then rubbed his hair clumsily.

After a while, Zhi'er hesitated and said: "Master, you, you have gray hair."

Zhou Yue didn't feel much about the white hair anymore, so she just said lightly, "Pull it out."

Zhierzai carefully pulled out the three white hairs. He looked at the three snow-white long hairs. Although he didn't quite understand what it meant, his heart was inexplicably sad. His small eye circles gradually turned red, and his small mouth shriveled. , as if I can't hold back at any time, and I'm about to cry.

Zhou Yue gently touched the beard on his head: "It's okay, don't cry."

Zhi'er couldn't hold back any longer, sobbing, "Master, Master... Master has gray hair... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

He cried with tears all over his face, his appearance and cry were very funny, but Zhou Yue couldn't laugh, so he could only curl up his lips and gently stroked his head: "Zhi'er, be good, don't cry, don't cry!" gone."

After a while, Zhi'er finally stopped sobbing, and Zhou Yue finally calmed down, "Zhi'er, try to find out for me these few days, how the emperor plans to deal with that trespasser surnamed Bai."

Zhi'er nodded with tears in her eyes, "Yes, Zhi'er will try to find out."

In the next few days, Zhou Yue became more and more exhausted. He had to sleep for six or seven hours every day. With the last bit of energy, I gradually felt like I was running out of fuel.

He is the best alchemist in the world, although he can't save his life, he can barely cover it up. After the three times of double cultivation, he has been taking pills to maintain it, and now he is about to run out, so he simply took the pill The doses of the medicines were all doubled, and there was nothing abnormal on the outside, it was just very haggard.

That night, Zhi'er walked into the bedroom cautiously, closed the door clumsily, and whispered: "Master, Zhi'er has found out about that Mr. Bai."

Zhou Yue propped himself up from the bed, barely pulled himself together, and asked hoarsely, "How does the emperor plan to deal with him?"

Zhi'er looked around, and lowered her voice mysteriously: "Zhi'er heard from the guards that the emperor plans to sacrifice the blood of Young Master Bai to heaven on the day of his wedding."

On the day of the big wedding, offering sacrifices to heaven with blood... Zhou Yue was not surprised as he chewed on these words.

I spent several days in a daze, and it was March in a blink of an eye. It seemed that the day after tomorrow, that is, the fifth day of March, was the day of Gu Xuecheng's wedding.

It stands to reason that blood should not be seen on the wedding day, but Gu Xuecheng scoffed at etiquette and never cared about things. Since he hated Bai Chenyu so much, he decided to kill Bai Chenyu on the day of the wedding in front of the guests from all over the world. Bai Chenyu worshiped the sky.

Zhou Yue closed her eyes, she already had a plan in her mind.

Zhi'er whispered: "Master?"

Zhou Yue thought for a while, then took out a few spirit stones from the mustard bag, and said softly, "Zhi'er, go to the foot of the mountain tomorrow and buy me some pieces of Qingzhou rice paper, a piece of Huzhou fragrant ink, and a Langhao brush."

"Master, I don't need these many spirit stones." Zhi'er said honestly.

Zhou Yue patted his head: "For the remaining Lingshi, just buy some cakes you like, don't eat radishes all the time. But you are about to become refined, it's better to eat less ordinary food, don't forget Practice every day."

"Yeah!" Zhi'er was very happy when she heard that there were cakes to eat, but she was a little ignorant and worried, "Why did the master suddenly say this to Zhi'er? Is the master going to travel far away? Zhi'er is afraid..."

Zhou Yue felt uncomfortable in her heart, so she could only vaguely say: "The master doesn't go far away, but Zhi'er has grown up and needs to make plans for the future, and can no longer be as careless as she was when she was a child."

Hearing that the master was not going far away, Zhi'er immediately felt relieved, and while putting her head in Zhou Yue's hands, she muttered: "Zhi'er will not grow up, Zhi'er will stay with the master and serve the master all his life."

Zhou Yue smiled and shook her head, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.

In the afternoon of the next day, Zhi'er really bought a good pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and secretly handed them to Zhou Yue.

For the next whole night, Zhou Yue carefully wrote a letter. He had written a suicide note before, but now his mood was completely different.

"Emperor, seeing a letter is like meeting you."

He wrote slowly, he wrote calmly, without a trace of resentment, without a trace of hatred, only endless peace.He recalled the past of the two in detail, narrating those beautiful days, depicting the snow-white pear forest on Lingxi Peak, the golden glutinous rice cakes after dinner, and the yellowing "Seventeen Forms of Snowfall" by candlelight...

He recalled these things and wrote them down, not to repay favors, he just wanted to use the long past between the two of them, and his own exhausted life, in exchange for a way out for Bai Chenyu.

He still had a little understanding of Gu Xuecheng. Gu Xuecheng did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. This eloquent and long letter, plus his own life, would definitely move Gu Xuecheng and save Bai Chenyu.

Moreover, at this point, he is at least [-]% sure that Bai Chenyu's blackening value will be emptied directly.

As for the three state of mind trials, he did not write them into the letter. He dug up a Nine-Turn Golden Pill from the other party, and returned a Perfect Golden Pill to the other party. If this was not enough, he also served Gu Xuecheng, for Gu Xuecheng... …Being a guest, it can be regarded as repaying the interest, and the relationship between the two of them has been settled, so there is no need to mention it again.

From then on, bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, he doesn't love Gu Xuecheng, nor does he hate Gu Xuecheng.

Zhou Yue wrote from the sunset glow in the sky to the climax of the moon, and then from the climax of the moon to the whiteness of the east. On the early morning of Gu Xuecheng's wedding day, he finally finished writing.

After breakfast, the maid brought a thin scarlet gauze dress, and respectfully said: "The emperor ordered, the young master wears this dress today."

Looking at the slightly humiliating gauze, Zhou Yue asked warmly, "Can I not wear it?"

The maid said in a low voice: "The emperor has ordered you not to embarrass your servants, my lord."

Zhou Yue was silent for a moment, feeling that there was no need to embarrass a little girl before she died for the sake of the face she no longer had, so she nodded and said, "I see, let's change it."

He asked Zhi'er to help him put on the scarlet gauze dress, and then asked everyone to step down, standing alone in front of the white jade railing, staring blankly at the rolling and majestic peaks.

I don’t know when, the pear blossoms that had withered for a whole year in Lingxiao City bloomed again, covering the mountains and plains like clouds and snow, perhaps to celebrate the emperor’s wedding, or to welcome the new owner of Lingxiao City, that beloved Taoist companion of Gu Xuecheng .

The majestic Lingxiao Peak is also covered with a layer of pear blossoms like clouds and snow, and the Lingxiao Palace can be vaguely seen hidden by the pear blossoms. That should be the place where Gu Xuecheng and his Taoist couple held the wedding ceremony.

Zhou Yue looked intently. Although he was a Rank [-] Golden Core cultivator, his aura had long since been exhausted, and he could only vaguely hear some festive silk and bamboo music, as well as faintly visible bright red decorations and knotted lanterns.

Looking at Ling Xiaofeng, Zhou Yue listened to the faint sound of silk and bamboo, and suddenly remembered that more than ten years ago, in Gu Ruhai's house on the mountain behind Ling Xiaofeng, 14-year-old Gu Xuecheng looked up at him, his eyes were clear and black, as cold as two A black crystal submerged in water.

He thought of that remote firewood room, and confusedly mistaken the target of the task. He was afraid that Gu Xuecheng would be ruined by the guards, so he jumped in from the window to save him in a panic. .

He remembered that he hid Gu Xuecheng, bravely dealt with Gu Ruhai's interrogation, and used Zhi'er as a shield, brazenly saying that he wanted to taste what it was like to be a woman, which made Lin Siyun's face full of shock.

He remembered that he thought Gu Xuecheng was the protagonist, so he foolishly made a plate of brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, and looked at Gu Xuecheng expectantly. In fact, Gu Xuecheng didn't like this kind of greasy food at all, but in order to make himself happy, he kept pretending to like it .

He remembered that in order to make himself happy, Gu Xuecheng personally polished a delicate panlong jade pendant, pretending to be a pair with his Luanfeng jade pendant, and deceived himself for many years.

He remembered that he sneaked into Yunxue Building secretly, and was so shocked by Gu Xuecheng's words that he dared not recognize him...

He savored those bits and pieces of the past carefully, like a poor miser counting his few copper coins, carefully, relishing, and ridiculously pitiful.

At some point, his loose jet-black long hair had turned into snow-white.

Zhou Yue didn't pay attention to his long hair. He tried hard to recall those incomparably trivial bits and pieces, and couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips.

He thought that before he was about to die, he would think of those heart-breaking moments, of being pierced through Gu Ruhai's chest by Gu Ruhai, of gouging out Gu Xuecheng's Nine-Turn Golden Elixir with his own hands, and of those three times when the phoenix nirvana nearly tortured him to death , but he didn't.

What he thinks of now are all extremely boring and trivial things, such as the white fox repaying favors, brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, "Seventeen Styles of Luoxue"...even that strange little yellow book, and those Tianlei's incomparable love language.

Those boring, trivial, embarrassing and ridiculous things at the beginning, when I think about it now, I am full of joy.

They used to have a good time, had a sweet life, although good luck made people come to this point, but he doesn't resent, and he is no longer sad, he hopes that Gu Xuecheng will be well and be an unprecedented person The wise and immortal emperor who never came back, and his Taoist companion love each other, and the love will last forever.

The sky was getting late, and the sky was full of sunset glow, reflecting the pear blossom forest all over the mountains and plains like clouds and snow. Zhou Yue looked at it, his eyes gradually became a little blurry, but the corners of his lips were still slightly raised.

Although this exit was a bit embarrassing, he started from the difficulty of hell and spent ten years teaching Gu Xuecheng, the murderous villain, and Shou Bai Chenyu, the protagonist who was originally a furnace. His life is worthwhile. up.

He didn't hesitate any longer, closed his eyes, and let himself go.

A blood-colored flower fell lightly from the top of the tall Yunxue Building without even making a sound.

……

On Ling Xiao Peak, there were lights and festoons, and there was laughter and laughter. All the monks were all smiling, and rushed forward to congratulate.

"Congratulations to the emperor!"

"Congratulations to the emperor! Congratulations to the emperor and the good couple, the phoenix sings together!"

"Congratulations to the emperor! Congratulations!"

"Congratulations to the emperor and the Taoist couple for a perfect marriage and a happy full moon!"

Gu Xuecheng, who usually only loves white clothes, is wearing an extremely complicated scarlet gown today, and his usual indifferent and arrogant attitude has been swept away. A faint smile is always on his snow-white and handsome face, his thin lips are slightly raised, and his eyes are smiling.

For the toasting monks who were full of auspicious words, Gu Xuecheng never refused to come. He drank one cup after another of the spirit wine, his snow-white face was a little pink, and the whole person was really happy. The hall was full of harmony and laughter.

What was a little out of harmony with this festive scene was that outside Lingxiao Hall, in the middle of Baiyu Square, a person was hanged.

That person was handsome and handsome. Although his whole body was covered in bloodstains from whipping and his hair was disheveled, he was still yelling and swearing, "Gu Xuecheng, I've fucked your ancestors for eighteen generations! Gu Xuecheng, you're going to die! You got mad and blew yourself up!" And die! Fuck you!!”

All the monks looked at each other in dismay, and said in their hearts that there is such a pickle in the cultivation world. I heard that the cultivation base is still very high, which is simply insulting to the gentlemen.

Gu Xuecheng couldn't help frowning slightly, and raised his chin slightly, the Qingfeng Envoy next to him immediately understood, and quickly ordered the guards outside to gag Bai Chenyu's mouth with a dirty rag.

Although Bai Chenyu was gagged, he still kept screaming "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

Everyone secretly sighed in their hearts. They heard that this person was going to be bloodletted to sacrifice to heaven tonight, so it was no wonder that they ignored him and insulted Gu Xuecheng crazily.

Although it is unethical and unlucky to sacrifice a living person to heaven on the wedding day, no one dares to comment on what the emperor is going to do.

Holding the spirit wine, Gu Xuecheng stood on the high white jade steps of Lingxiao Hall, raised his eyes to look at the distant Lingxi Peak, his eyes were dark.

After I lost the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, that person's body had been rotten without maintenance, so I had to use spiritual energy to transform into a "brother", that is, the so-called "Tao Companion".

At this time, the "Taoist" was covering the big red hipa, sitting obediently in the bridal chamber of Lingxiao Temple, attracting everyone's attention, thus covering up the real bride tonight, that is, that person.

And at this moment, that person must be wearing the red gauze he sent, and he was restless.

That day he was impulsive and asked that person to "receive guests". Although the taste was so good that he almost lost control, the person seemed to be extremely frightened, struggling and crying desperately, and later said a lot of heartless words, which made him Very angry, he simply walked away.

But after leaving in a huff, he felt a little regretful, and secretly went back to look at it a few times. The man seemed to be fine, but he was not in a good mood. He always slept for six or seven hours every day. Later, he secretly called Zhi'er, trying to inquire about Bai. Morning Rain news.

Thinking of this, Gu Xuecheng narrowed his eyes, his snow-white face was a little gloomy, and the slender fingers holding the wine glass tightened involuntarily.

He took a deep breath, that's all, after he bleeds Bai Chenyu's blood to sacrifice to the sky, this matter will be completely resolved, and then he will go to Yunxue Tower tonight, and have a bridal chamber with that man tenderly, softly Coax for a while, and comfort me.

Of course, you can't let that person know that you treat him as a Taoist partner, lest he get too far, let him be a concubine in Yunxue Tower for a few years, serve yourself well, and tell him the truth after being honest.

Also, if that person knows that Bai Chenyu is dead, he might cry and make noise, or even disobey himself. If he can't be comforted, he can only "receive guests" until he is obedient. Using torture, the man didn't seem to be afraid of torture, but he was very afraid of "hospitality".

Perhaps, that day was indeed a bit ruthless...

Thinking of what he did that night, Gu Xuecheng felt a little regretful, but on second thought, that person dug up his golden elixir alive, and when he was dying, he shamelessly went to make a furnace for others, and put his good body It was riddled with holes, he still didn't know how to repent, he conspired with outsiders to escape, and he said he regretted meeting him... So, he asked for all of this now.

Gu Xuecheng squinted his eyes, stared at Lingxi Peak in the distance, and thought carefully about the future. Bai Chenyu died, and that person had no one to rely on. No matter how unwilling he was, after crying for a while, he could only obediently obey himself.

A few years later, that person gradually forgot about Bai Chenyu, and if he coaxed him patiently, maybe that person would be like before, dancing swords with him in the pear blossom forest, making glutinous rice cakes for him to eat, and watching swords with him Spectrum, and laughing at myself...

At that time, I will tell him personally that I am the only one from the beginning to the end, and there are no other Taoist companions.

Gu Xuecheng imagined those beautiful futures, his snow-white and gloomy face gradually relaxed, and his mood improved a little.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside Lingxiao Hall, as if someone wanted to break in, and there was a faint cry: "Dijun, Dijun!"

Gu Xuecheng came back to his senses, and asked impatiently, "Who is making the noise?"

The Qingfeng envoy hurried over and said respectfully: "I want to report to the emperor, there is someone in Lingxi Peak asking to see him, it seems to be Mr. Zhou's personal servant, his name is Zhi'er, he said he has something important to see the emperor."

Gu Xuecheng frowned slightly, feeling extremely unhappy, could it be that at this point, that person is still not reconciled, and sent Zhi'er to intercede with Bai Chenyu?

He said coldly: "It's ridiculous. How dare a concubine send someone to disturb you on the day of my wedding? Get out."