Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

"Master..." The young man's lips were pale, and he called out in a low voice, "Master, Master..."

"Zhiyu, what's the matter?" The man called "Master" was probably in his thirties, wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe with water patterns embroidered on the hem. It seemed to be rippling when he was immersed in the heavy rain, "But Do you feel bad?"

"Master, that's all..." Song Zhiyu leaned on the master's back, buried his face in his neck, his two arms vainly wrapped around the master's shoulders, as thin as a bamboo pole wrapped in rice paper, and his shoulder blades hung like A paper kite in the wind, half of her water-stained face exposed under her soft withered hair, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain for a while, "I knew that Yu had been lucky since he was a child, and his fate was poor. Calamity, and the next calamity, and the next calamity, I really don’t deserve Master to delay my career for me and do such a big thing as betraying my sect..."

"Zhiyu..." The master stopped when he heard what he said, hugged the young man who didn't have much weight in his arms, and said softly, "Zhiyu, Zhiyu, if I can't save you today, I will be a teacher in the future There is no meaning at all! As a teacher, I know that this trip is so smooth, there must be traps ahead, but if I am afraid of traps, I will not reject all opinions at that time and accept you as an entry..."

"Master!" Song Zhiyu immediately burst into tears, "If this trip really kills the mother's voodoo and saves my life, the disciple will serve the master wholeheartedly for the rest of his life. If Wuling really regards the master as a traitor, the disciple will be infected with evil spirits, Also help Master deal with Wuling!"

The master was stunned when he heard the words, and his palms trembled slightly: "No, Master Xue treats the common people with kindness, it will definitely not be like this!"

Song Zhiyu grabbed his palm, raised his head from his arms, and saw the young man with thin lips and pale brows, a sickly face, but a light in his eyes. He stared hard at the master, pressed his cold lips against the edge of the master's palm, and gently Si Mo: "You still have me, Master, you still have me..."

"Yes, I still have you." The trembling of the palm gradually stabilized, the master slowly lowered his arms, and hugged the boy in his arms again, "Only you...Only you."

In the quiet night at the beginning of summer, there is still no sound of cicadas and frogs. The deep and shallow moon patterns on the moon disc are like insect shadows. When the wind blows, the leaves rub against each other like insects.

Three days have passed since the outbreak of the insect infestation in Wuling. When the first corpse was burned in Tianya Cave, some disciples were crying. Difficult to lift up.

The disciples looked for Zhang Qifeng and killed the poisonous insects at the same time. The two of them monitored each other, and if there was anything wrong, they reported to Xue Lingjing and Fu Qingfeng, and sent the disciples who behaved differently to Tianya Cave. If something changed, they would be killed.

Three days is but a short time for cultivators, but it made all the cultivators exhausted, and the handwriting on the petition trembled. The whole Wuling was like a very hungry snake with its tail in its mouth. The place was filled with a rotten smell and dead air, and everyone's hands were gradually stained with invisible blood.

Xue Lingjing was still guarding Tianya Cave, the sword was still stained with blood, and the outside of the cave was also mottled with dark stains.Deep and shallow blood stains penetrated into the incense mound, and the incense mound smelled stench, but the peach blossoms outside the window don't know people's sufferings, and they bloomed especially gorgeously these days, so gorgeous that even the Wuling disciples who were always proud of it became disgusted.

"... Has anyone been to Shuiya Cave today?" Xue Lingjing asked, he hadn't rested for several nights, his long hair was disheveled, and his complexion was slightly paler than the previous few days.

"I've been there." The next disciple's face was even more ugly. There were finger marks on his left arm hidden under his sleeve, and a furrow formed between his brows. "Three peaks and eighteen caves have almost turned upside down. Thousands of disciples After checking one by one, there is no one who looks like Zhang Fengzhu...Zhang Xifeng."

"I'll go there later in person." Xue Lingjing held onto the mirror fan and said softly, "You're tired too, you can go and rest first."

The disciple hesitated for a moment, and said, "Uncle Master, this disciple wants to..."

"how?"

"I also want to go to the water prison and face the wall to think about my mistakes." The disciple knelt down and said, "The disciple's partner has changed to two people. Those two...although the disciple did not kill them..."

"Go." Xue Lingjing interrupted before he finished speaking, lowered his eyes and spread his fan, and didn't look at him again, "Don't be infected with evil spirits."

The disciple kowtowed again and again, said a few more words, and then retreated. Xue Lingjing looked at the mirror fan in his hand, and suddenly said: "You can come down."

Shi Daxian, who was squatting on the beam of the room, fluttered down, and said with a smile: "Master Xue, can you see any flowers in the fan?"

Xue Lingjing didn't answer, but Shitou noticed that his lips were turning blue.

"You look so tight. I'm tired of using the Spirit Fire Curse. Why don't you teach me a few Killing Curses so that I can help you solve a few small ones." Shitou spread his hands, "It's been settled in the past few days. , the lower the cultivation level, the easier it is for a disciple to be devoured by Yang Soul, Master Xue, you are the hope of the whole valley, if you disappear, you will not be far from being eaten up by insects in this place."

"Where's Qingfeng?" Xue Lingjing asked.

"Ha!" Shitou let out a chuckle, "I just came out of the wine cellar, and he hugged the wine jar and howled while drinking it. He was as drunk as a [-]-year-old baby. The spirit altar is clear, and his condition is probably better than yours."

"In that case, I'm not as good as him." Xue Lingjing also slightly loosened the frown between his brows, and lifted the corners of his mouth stiffly, but he didn't smile at all, and just looked seriously at the white silk fan in his hand.

"Still looking at your fan?" Shitou walked forward, pulling Xue Lingjing's back and moving it from side to side, trying to look at the mirror, but he couldn't find anything. He just muttered, "Xibei, I can't see anything." .”

Xue Lingjing froze for a moment, and his complexion suddenly became lime-like. When Shi Shi thought he had been cast with a fixing spell and stretched out his hand to push it, Fang smiled miserably and said hoarsely: "Yes, I can't see anything. I can't see it." Cangshan sect's method of poisoning cannot reveal the true identity of the corpse in the coffin, nor where Zhang Xifeng is hiding... The mirror fan is originally a fairy weapon for insight into the world, but in my hands it can only be used to kill disciples under my sect. I... What is the use of it? That day when the master crosses the tribulation, I really should..."

"Hush——" Shitou was taken aback by his long words, jumped forward, and covered his mouth forcefully, "God has eyes, you are not allowed to say any more!"

Xue Lingjing didn't push him away, but lowered his eyelashes, his eyes gloomy like cumulus rain clouds.

"I didn't come to you to listen to your self-criticism. I'm not Yan Chicheng, so I don't like this." Shito sat down beside him with his feet up, took out a jug of wine and a pair of wine utensils from his sleeve, and placed them on the table. On the table, "I'm here to buy you a drink."

Xue Lingjing glanced at it: "It's Qingfeng's wine."

Shitou laughed twice: "Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

Xue Lingjing shook his head, and said helplessly, "You don't want the head office to do such an untimely thing..."

"Xiao Xue, do you know?" Shitou interrupted him impatiently, and poured himself a cup as if he didn't hear it. Although he has a thick skin, he is very easy to get color, and after drinking a cup, he immediately blew up. There was a burst of redness, "Actually, your cultivation is already high enough to soar."

Xue Lingjing was startled.

"Just one sip of wine, cough, cough," Shitou parted his lips slightly, took a few breaths of air-conditioning while drying his hot tongue, and brought the remaining half glass to Xue Lingjing's mouth, "Have a drink .”

Xue Lingjing said, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

"I didn't lie to you!" Shitou yelled aggrievedly, "Bixiao is so close to you, you already have a fairy fate on your body, you almost feel it, feel it, understand?" He opened his arms and stood facing the window facing the wind, Letting the sleeves of his robe bulge, his black hair flying, he squinted his eyes contentedly, and shouted with his tongue out, "When you're drunk, you can't see anything in the world, you're in a daze, in a trance, the whole Wuling is under your feet , the whole world can’t be seen... There is no need to rely on anything, no need to rely on it-whether it is disciples, identities, magic weapons, or the wind and clouds between heaven and earth, the sea of ​​​​qi in the dantian, nothing is important, stepping on the clouds is all important. You can fall asleep, and you can ascend to the sky by stepping on the sun. At that moment, you may be soaring, and what you are missing is that little feeling."

Xue Lingjing stared at him for a long time, then sneered suddenly: "...It seems to be true. Stone, the wine still has to wake up."

"Yeah," Shitou looked at him and smiled stupefiedly. He smiled deeply, with dimples, and looked a little sweet. A few worms are enough." As he spoke, he passed the wine cup forward again: "Would you like to try it?"

Xue Lingjing's eyelids trembled slightly, and he suddenly grabbed the wine cup, drank it down in one gulp, and finally turned the glass upside down proudly, indicating that it was empty.

"No way..." Shitou stared blankly, then murmured softly, "I really believe it... Is he really a three-year-old kid?"

Xue Lingjing looked at him, and a faint smile appeared on his cloudy face.

"Okay, have another glass." Shitou hurriedly said, he poured two more glasses of wine, and the two drank together behind the window screen, one's smile deepened, the other's gasping for breath.

"Don't, don't laugh." Shito stammered, "You obviously, obviously don't open at all, happy..."

Xue Lingjing ignored him, and poured himself another cup, the hand holding the cup trembled a little, and the liquor flowed down his chin into his front, which was quite unrefined.

"Forget it, forget it," Shitou saw that he was going to drink again, so he had to grab his wrist and said, "I said yes, hiccup, I lied to you. , I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on, I hope you relax..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Lingjing suddenly strangled his neck, staring at him like a knife: "Is it fake?"

"Fake!" Shito glared at him and shouted, "Three hundred, three hundred years old baby!"

Xue Lingjing stared at him coldly, with evil eyes in his eyes, and asked again: "Is it fake?"

"Fake—" Shitou blushed and shouted.

"Is it fake?" Xue Lingjing suddenly increased the strength in his hands, pinching the stone so that his throat hurt.

Shi Shi secretly cursed a few times, and could only say: "Really, really, really... Really, let's do it!"

Xue Lingjing let go, and Shitou hurriedly jumped out of the window, looking at him warily through the window frame.

Head Xue stood in the shadow of the moon, plain and small like a damselfly sleeping in the moon ditch.

"It's fake." After a long time, he said.

"Nonsense." Shitou was awakened by the night wind, and spoke a lot more sharply, "Of course..."

The last two words were swallowed into his stomach, and he was startled to realize that the eye sockets of Master Xue had already filled with tears.

"I don't have that kind of feeling." Xue Lingjing said, "The sky is as clear as a mirror, and my body is very heavy. No matter how high Yu Jian flies, I can't see the bottom, and I can't see immortals."

"...you are crying." Shitou pulled the window frame and leaned forward, "Would you like to hug me?"

He intended to be polite, but unexpectedly, Master Xue came up to him through the wooden railing, and put his face on his shoulder, his shoulder twitched slightly.

Peach blossoms fell from the paper with the night wind and sprinkled in Xue Lingjing's hair. His pale face was full of alcohol, and he looked several years younger than usual.

"Hey——" Shitou couldn't help laughing, "It's so funny when you drink wine, you cry and laugh... Are you Wuling people so bad at drinking..."

Xue Lingjing didn't speak, but breathed softly, his trembling eyelids were like moth wings, and the moonlight shone on his eyelashes, like fireflies were lit.

After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth, his body relaxed, and he started talking nonsense: "You asked me why I cultivated immortals a few days ago. The reason is actually very simple. I just want to live for two more years... I When I was a mortal, I grew up in Firework Lane, my father was from the rivers and lakes, my mother was a prostitute in a brothel, my father was killed by an enemy in my mother's stomach, my mother gave birth to me in her teens, and died of illness at the age of 20... Not only her, but the people around me Most of the people died of illness when they were less than twenty, some were carried out brightly, and then brought back rotten, and some stayed in the building all the time, and their bodies were carried out within a few days..."

Shi Shi said "uh" without any sympathy on his face, like a child listening to a story, with sparkling eyes.

Head Xue leaned against the window frame, his eyes were heavy, his breath was blue, his eyes did not converge: "I was about ten years old, and when I was in a famine, the old lady of Yuanwai's family had accumulated virtues. I saw her face was wrinkled, and I thought When I saw the monster, I cried and made noise, and the madam covered my mouth and beat me up, and then I realized that if people live well, they can live to the seventies." He drank another sip of wine sullenly: " Later, Master fell in love with me, and I realized that people who cultivate immortals can live for hundreds of thousands of years without changing their appearance. If they become immortals, they can even live the same life as heaven and earth. From then on, I vowed to cultivate immortals. Later, I met an immortal at the Taoyuan Ferry Lord, Lord Xian said that I have a firm vision and a pure mind, and that I am the one who is the easiest to become a fairy, so he identified me as the head of the sect in front of the master."

"Which Immortal Monarch with Bad Eyes?" Shitou laughed out loud, "He must be blind!"

Xue Lingjing struggled to open his eyes, and glared at him angrily: "No, don't slander Xie Xianjun."

Shi Shi shrugged, crossed his index fingers and crossed his lips.

"Humans are greedy. After I live a long life, I want others to live a long life. I hope that good people in the world can live a long life," Xue Lingjing said in a soft voice, "When Yi Qihe accepted Zhang Qifeng as an apprentice, even if he didn't I have no talent, and I have a lot of distracting thoughts in my heart, and I didn't stop it, but unexpectedly, this Qi Feng is not a good person... Be it Xue Lingjing or Mingjing Fan, they are all things that don't know people clearly, and they are full of foolish thoughts, so how can I prove it? road?"

Shi Shi's heart moved when he heard this, he suddenly dropped the wine cup and asked, "Why didn't you stop me?"

He asked suddenly, but Xue Lingjing didn't react for a moment, and said in a daze, "...what?"

Shi Shi paused and asked, "What's so special about Zhang Xifeng that you insist on keeping him in Wuling?"