Mistaking the villain Xianzun as the object of salvation

He called out: "System, system!"

The internship system immediately replied: [You are here, is there any problem with the host? 】

Zhou Yue breathed a sigh of relief when she found the system was by her side, and quickly asked, "What era is it now? Are Gu Xuecheng and Bai Chenyu here? What's the specific situation?"

The system explained: [Now it is the Daning Dynasty, 29 years in Changshun, that is, 350 years ago.Both Gu Xuecheng and Bai Chenyu live in this village. They have been orphans without father and mother in this life. Although they are very talented, no one has discovered them. 】

Both of them are in this village, so it is easy to handle, so as not to run around by themselves.Zhou Yue pondered for a moment, then wondered again: "Why is there no such content in the original book?"

The system explained: 【Once the plot of the original book is rich to a certain extent, plus the spiritual value of a large number of readers, it will become a real small world.The small world will develop and supplement itself according to the world view of the original work, forming a complete world with the past and the future. 】

"I see." Zhou Yue nodded.

He secretly thought, the protagonist Shou and the villain are indeed destined to be bound to each other. They are either childhood sweethearts, or they will turn against each other, or they will never die. Perhaps, this is the bad taste of the author of the original work. This bad taste of the world has even extended to the past.

He shook his head, not thinking about those illusory things for the time being, and only focused on the most important thing right now: "How does Ji Qing plan to deal with Gu Xuecheng and Bai Chenyu in this life?"

The system said: [At this point in time, Gu Xuecheng and Bai Chenyu in this life are only 13 years old, and they are about to go up the mountain to cut firewood today.Ji Qing rewrote the axis of cause and effect, causing a landslide on the mass burial slope they often pass by, and released a ghost that eats souls. As long as the host gets rid of that ghost, the situation can be reversed. 】

"As long as" solves it... It's easy to say.

Zhou Yue looked down at herself, er, such a little fox about a foot long, whose aura is so thin that it can hardly maintain a human body, and you have to deal with a ghost that eats souls, you seem to be joking with me.

Forget it, let's take a step at a time.Zhou Yue sighed secretly, and asked, "Where do Gu Xuecheng and Bai Chenyu live?"

The system quickly replied: [The west entrance of the village, that small hut. 】

Zhou Yue took a deep breath, and with a petite body, ran along the walls of the adobe houses, under the cover of weeds, and quickly ran towards the west entrance of the village.

Along the way, Zhou Yue escaped two big dogs and a group of brats, and finally arrived at the west entrance of the village.

Looking at the crooked little thatched hut in front of her, as if it would collapse at any moment, Zhou Yue couldn't help but frowned. Gu Xuecheng and Bai Chenyu, the two children, live in such a dilapidated place?

At this moment, he heard voices coming from the thatched hut, and Zhou Yue regained his spirits. He quickly moved his four short legs, ran to the bottom of the wall, and then lightly jumped up to the small window, lying on the narrow adobe window sill. up, peeping in.

The sky was gloomy, and the hut was gloomy. A thin child was cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks. There was a little bit of dark mush left in the bowl. I didn't know what it was. It looked very unpalatable.

Another delicate and beautiful child was lying on the broken bed, his face was flushed, he seemed to be having a fever, and he could not stop coughing: "Cough, cough, cough..."

Although there are some changes in appearance, Zhou Yue has already guessed that the thin child cleaning up the dishes is Gu Xuecheng, and the sick and delicate child on the bed is Bai Chenyu, both of them are only twelve or thirteen years old.

Seeing that the two of them hadn't gone up the mountain yet, Zhou Yue was secretly relieved that there was still time.

The handsome child on the bed coughed intermittently: "Ku'er, cough, cough... I'm so dizzy, I really can't go out today, but judging by the weather, I'm afraid it will snow tomorrow, let's The firewood is not enough."

Bitter?Zhou Yue was taken aback for a moment, he was a little suspicious just now, and now he was even more puzzled when he heard this name.

Back then, he made up a story about a white fox repaying his kindness, and refined a Fumeng pill, which successfully gained Gu Xuecheng's trust. But when he was in Weeping Lake, he fell asleep unknowingly, and was in a daze. , also dreamed of a little snow-white fox, a child named Ku'er.

After Lin Siyun pushed him to wake up, he thought that he had been working hard to fabricate dreams and refine Fumengwan these days, so he thought about it day by day and dreamed at night, but everything in front of him seemed to tell him that the dream was real. Yes, there really was a poor kid named Ku'er, and there really was a little snow-white fox.

Zhou Yue's mind was in a mess, and the pretty kid on the bed said something to Ku'er again. It seemed that Ku'er was planning to go up the mountain alone to cut firewood, and the pretty kid felt very guilty because he couldn't go with him.

The delicate child coughed a few times and tried to stand up: "How about, I'd better go with you."

Ku'er shook his head: "It's okay, since you're sick, Alin, you should take a good rest. I'll go alone. Looking at the weather, I'm afraid it will snow tomorrow, so I'll chop two more bundles of firewood today. , and another day."

Zhou Yue thought to herself, it turns out that Bai Chenyu in this life is called A Lin.

Allin nodded pitifully: "Well, thank you."

Ku'er picked up the pole and sighed softly: "Cutting firewood for a living is not a long-term solution. I heard that there is a great fairy who will come to the village to accept apprentices these days. If he can be accepted as an apprentice, Even if it's some dirty work, it's good."

Alin was stunned for some reason, his eyes flickered slightly, and he forced a smile and said: "I heard that the master of the immortal sect is coming in a few days, Kuer, after you come back from chopping firewood today, don't go out. Rest for two days, when the great master of the immortal sect is accepting disciples, let's go together and try to be favored by that great power. Maybe we can ride the clouds and ride the fog in the future."

Ku'er nodded, looking at the lofty sky, there was a hint of anticipation in his dark eyes: "Yeah."

The sun was rising gradually, Ku'er didn't delay anymore, packed up the pole and rope, and went out.

Looking at the back of Ku'er going away, A Lin slowly lowered his eyes, and gradually a little guilt appeared on his delicate and beautiful face.

Unlike Ku'er, whose parents died of the plague, Ah Lin's mother was originally a lady of the big family. Because of a moment of confusion, she eloped to this village with the handsome servant of the family. After he ran back, his useless father came to ask for someone and was beaten to death.

Because he is the illegitimate son of a prostitute, the villagers always bully him, and take away all the things in his house, even the rice vat. A cold steamed bun.

There was a heavy rain a few days ago, and the thatched hut of A Lin's family finally collapsed, so he moved into Ku'er's house with the cheek, but Ku'er didn't say anything, and went up to the mountain to collect herbs and firewood as usual, and divided half of each meal. The steamed buns are for Allin.

Occasionally, Alin would follow Ku'er up the mountain to cut firewood and gather herbs, but he was more thoughtful than Ku'er, and felt that there was nothing to do with the rough work. Occasionally, when he was free, he would go to the Landlord Wu's house as a helper to see if there was anything way out.

Because of his humble background, the Wu family disliked him very much, and only asked him to do some of the dirtiest and most tiring menial work, and gave him very little copper, but all this was not important, because just yesterday, he heard a piece of news.

When pouring Yexiang yesterday morning, Wu Sanshen told him mysteriously that the great master of the fairy sect would come to the village to accept disciples tomorrow.

Wu San is the son of the fourth concubine of the great landowner of Wu. He is not yet married. He likes to go to the small town hall on weekdays, and has a bad reputation.

He used to look at A Lin with cross eyebrows, but after A Lin was twelve or thirteen years old, he gradually opened up, Wu San's eyes on A Lin also gradually changed, and he would often talk to A Lin when no one was around. Gossip, and sometimes touch his hand.

Ah Lin hated Wu San very much, but in order to get more information and get rid of the current situation, he could only bear it silently, and occasionally called Wu Sange.

At this moment, when he heard Wu San mentioning the matter of accepting apprentices in the immortal sect, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of agitation, so he endured his nausea, and let Wu Sanse hug his slender waist bewilderedly, and asked softly: "Wu San Brother, which celestial sect master wants to accept apprentices? Why are you so powerful and know everything."

Wu San was praised by the little beauty, and his energy was lifted immediately, like soybeans poured out of a bamboo tube, he shook out all the things he knew.

"Hey, other people in the village don't know about this. The apprentice of the immortal master came to the door yesterday and told my father personally that the immortal master will come to accept apprentices tomorrow, so I asked my father to prepare for the reception."

Alin opened his eyes wide: "Is this true?"

Wu San proudly said: "Of course it's true. That immortal master is said to be a three-turn golden elixir. His son's horoscope is weak, he is easy to mess with unclean things, and he is always sick. The immortal master thought Find a child with a hard horoscope, preferably born in Dongyue, and be his son's book boy."

Hearing this, Alin couldn't help being slightly taken aback, Dongyue was born with a hard horoscope... Isn't that Kuer?He has lived in Kuer's house for the past few months, and has seen Kuer's horoscope by accident.

Will Ku'er be taken away by Xianmen?Why is he so lucky... What about himself?I can only do some dirty work here, and still be taken advantage of by people like Wu San?

Alin lowered his eyes, his mind was in a mess, he didn't know whether it was envy or jealousy, or depression.

Gradually, his mind suddenly lit up, and an idea popped up.

He thought about the idea carefully, and felt that it was very feasible, so he pursed his lips lightly, took away Wu San's hand that was groping around his waist, and said softly: "Brother Wu San, don't do this, I'll go back first."

Wu Sanwan couldn't keep it, so he could only watch Ah Lin leave, couldn't help but spat bitterly, and cursed: "Little bastard, your old lady is a bastard, what are you? Good stuff? Pretend what to pretend, one day..."

A Lin closed his eyes, trying his best not to pay attention to the insults behind him, he already knew what others said about him behind his back, such as promiscuity, male and female appearance, and he would be destined to enter the small hall from now on.

Therefore, he must seize any opportunity, climb up at all costs, trample those who look down on him and those who covet him, and kill them.

In the evening, Alin went to the pond to take a cold bath, and developed a high fever that night.

The next morning, he still had a high fever, so naturally he couldn't go out. As expected, Ku'er went up the mountain alone with a pole to chop firewood.

Alin pursed his lips, and found a yellowed birthday letter from under the pillow. He looked at the yellowed paper, and his beautiful lips could not help but curl up slightly. This is his journey to heaven.

Zhou Yue leaned against the window, watching Ku'er go out with a pole, A Lin was recuperating on the bed, and even took out a note to read, but she didn't know what it was.

Zhou Yue naturally didn't know the twists and turns between the two children, and didn't care what the note was. He just thought in his heart that since only Ku'er went up the mountain, it meant that his fate had changed, so Ah Lin avoided it. After a catastrophe, all he had to do was save Ku'er.

After making up her mind, Zhou Yue jumped off the window sill lightly, but because she was not skilled in the movements, she couldn't use her big tail to adjust the direction, so she fell directly on her back.

A Lin heard the commotion outside, he was very guilty, and immediately ran out nervously: "Who is it? Who is outside?"

Then he was stunned, a snow-white little fox was lying on the ground under the window, the little fox was only one foot long, and the black beans looked at him with wet eyes, looking aggrieved, as if it hurt from the fall .

"Little fox?" Alin has always been a cruel person, but at this moment his chest skipped a beat for no reason. He couldn't help but squat down and wanted to touch the little fox, but the little fox suddenly turned over and flew away. Ran.

A Lin was about to chase him out, but suddenly remembered that he had to stay at home today, waiting for the master of the immortal sect to accept his disciples, so he withdrew his feet resentfully.

He stared blankly at that little snow-white figure disappearing into the distance, and suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if something extremely important was lost in a single thought, and he would never get it back from then on.

"...strange." Allin shook his head, turned and went back to the house.

Zhou Yue dragged his big tail and ran quickly up the mountain. He had already figured it out, and now he was probably not the opponent of the ghost, so he could only hold Ku'er and prevent Ku'er from meeting that evil ghost.

As long as this moment is changed, Gu Xuecheng in the tomb will recover and take Ji Qing's life in an instant!

But there were too many forks on the mountain. After running for a while in a hurry, he got lost and couldn't find Ku'er.

Zhou Yue stared blankly at another fork in front of him, and was about to ask the system, at this moment, the back of his neck suddenly tightened, and someone had already picked him up.

A middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in tatters said pleasantly: "Hey, Daoist is lucky today, I have knee pads for this winter."

Zhou Yue stared at the middle-aged Taoist, listening to the vaguely familiar words, her mind went blank for a moment.

That dream was indeed true, and the story he made up was indeed true. Everything was like a doomed track, quietly converging at a certain node, and the fate was silent and deafening.

Zhou Yue only felt her heart pounding, that's right, as long as she continued to act out the story, and desperately held Ku'er, preventing him from touching the ghost, it would be fine.

At this moment, he heard light footsteps, which seemed to be a child.

Zhou Yue guessed something, only felt his throat dry for a while, he raised his head almost stiffly, and as expected, he bumped into a pair of extremely familiar and yet extremely strange eyes, those eyes were black and clear, like two black crystals.

Little Fox and Ku'er, or Zhou Yue and Gu Xuecheng, finally met each other's eyes again after thousands of years.

Looking into those eyes, Zhou Yue trembled almost uncontrollably, but he quickly remembered that it was a critical moment, and he had to hold Ku'er and prevent him from moving forward.

He took a deep breath, tried hard to recall the plot of the story he made up, and looked at Ku'er mournfully, letting his eyes show extreme begging.

At this moment, his neck tightened suddenly, and the Taoist exerted a little force with his big hand, as if trying to break the little fox's neck.

"Don't!" Ku'er yelled, and ran over in a hurry, grabbing the Taoist's arm with two thin arms.

The Taoist said angrily, "Where did the little beggar come from!"

"Master Immortal, I have money, can I buy it with you?" Ku'er begged.

Zhou Yue was grabbed by the neck by the Taoist, and could barely move. He stared blankly at Ku'er, who carefully took out a worn-out small cloth bag from his waist, poured out a small piece of broken silver, and a dozen or so coins. He took a copper plate, and then held the shabby silver coins in his hands and handed them to the Taoist.

The Taoist seemed dissatisfied, so he muttered a few more words, and finally said: "Forget it, I am too lazy to skin this animal, Daoist. You can give me these two bundles of firewood too."

Ku'er looked at the gloomy sky that was about to snow, took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you the firewood too."

"That's about the same." The Taoist accepted the money with satisfaction, picked up the firewood, threw Zhou Yue to Ku'er, and walked away swaggeringly.

Zhou Yue was carefully embraced by two thin arms. Lying in that thin, but warm enough embrace, he slowly raised his head, looking at that thin and pale face, at those dark and clear eyes. His eyes blurred involuntarily.

He said softly: "Wooooooooo."

Ku'er gently stroked the little fox: "Although I really want to raise you, but I can't even support myself, you, you should find your own way of life."

Zhou Yue felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart, and said in a low voice: "Woooo."

Ku'er touched it, and reluctantly put it on the ground: "It's going to snow, you should hurry home."

Zhou Yue looked at Ku'er in a daze, he didn't want to see him so lonely, he didn't want to see him so helpless, but now he is just a little fox, besides holding him back and preventing him from meeting evil spirits, He can't do anything.

He was silent for a while, then let out a low "woo", rubbed his head against the back of Ku'er's hand, and a hot tear fell down, just hitting the back of Ku'er's hand, breaking it into two pieces.

"You...are you crying?" Ku'er was slightly taken aback, as if she didn't expect the little fox to cry.

Zhou Yue stared blankly at the two tears, and his mind suddenly brightened. He tried his best to mobilize his meager spiritual energy, and barely manipulated the two tears, turning them into two jade pendants.

One is exactly the same as his own system jade pendant, and the other is exactly the same as the jade pendant carved by Gu Xuecheng himself, and it just fits into a perfect circle.

He lowered his head, and put the Panlong jade pendant to Ku'er's hand.

This is the beginning of everything and the end of everything.

Therefore, he made up a story of a white fox repaying his favor, and then created this encounter with his own hands. Everything is like a ring of water, a snake with a tail, and he doesn't know where is the cause and where is the effect.

But no matter what, this real past life jade pendant was handed over to Ku'er by him thousands of years ago, carved out by Gu Xuecheng himself after a thousand years, and handed to him shyly and apprehensively.

Everything is like destiny.

……

When Ku'er returned home, it was already very late, and the hut was pitch black and silent, and Alin had already left.

The kid next door laughed gloatingly: "The Immortal Master came here today, he fell in love with A Lin's birth date, and has already taken A Lin away! Even A Lin doesn't want you, a plague that can kill your parents!" Mourning!"

Ku'er was taken aback for a moment, although he missed the great power of the fairy gate, he didn't feel lost. As for A Lin, he has always been smart, so naturally he has a place for him.

He ignored the child, walked straight into his empty little hut, lay on the cold bed, and silently held the warm Panlong jade pendant.

This was given by the little fox fairy.

Although he couldn't understand what Little Hu Immortal said, he knew that Little Hu Immortal was using this jade pendant to promise him that they would meet again.

Ku'er pursed his lips, and gently held the jade pendant to his heart. Although he was very hungry and cold, but for some reason, his heart was warm and at ease.

When can we see the little fox fairy again?

Will we see you next time we go up the mountain?Or after spring?It's too cold now, and the magic power of the little fox fairy seems to be very weak, so he should hide for the winter too.

Thinking of this, Ku'er was a little worried, seeing that it was going to snow, does the little fairy have a home?will it be cold

It's a pity that I'm really too poor to support the little fox fairy. After spring, I must try to save some money, buy some dried meat and go to the mountains to have a look. Maybe I can lure the little fox fairy out, or even bring it back. Build it a nest on the bed.

Ku'er pursed her lips, and thought a little shyly, if in the future... if she had the opportunity to worship in the fairy gate and become a great power in the fairy gate, she could build a beautiful snow-white house for the little fairy fox to live in.

Thinking of this, Ku'er couldn't help covering her face, feeling that she was simply wishful thinking, how could she possibly enter the immortal sect, how could she become a great power in the immortal sect, and how could she have the ability to build a building for the little fox fairy A beautiful white house.

However, the little fox fairy is so white and beautiful, so she should live in a beautiful house made of jade, surrounded by flowers all over the mountains and plains, preferably snow-white...

I don't know how long it took before Ku'er finally fell asleep slowly. Because he was cold and hungry, his body curled up involuntarily, but there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had some extremely sweet dream.

In this life, Alin obtained the Dao, and finally ruled the world, turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain, and destroyed hundreds of sects in the cultivation world. In the end, when he was attacking the Golden Elixir of Perfection, he encountered a rebellion from the hidden guards, lost his temper and died.

In this life, the fifth winter after the little fairy fox left, Ku'er continued to go up the mountain to look for the little fox fairy, but encountered a snowstorm and failed to go down the mountain alive.

……

The Qiankun sundial moves, the sun and the moon change, 350 and seven years later.