Ex-husband insists on remarrying

I said I want to marry a wife and you will be single for the rest of your life

The sea of ​​memory fell into darkness, and Bai Yu heard Zou Ling repeating that sentence in his ear. After repeating it more than a dozen times, he suddenly whimpered: "Return to Xu, return to Xu, this is really sad."

Bai Yu felt his heart was about to break, and wanted to reach out to hug him, but Zou Ling was only willing to cry in the dark sea of ​​consciousness, and refused to pull him out of the sea of ​​consciousness to cry in the present world.Bai Yu kept calling his name, Zou Ling said: "I don't need you, just let me slow down and listen to me cry."

Bai Yu was about to cry when he heard it: "What do you mean by listening to you cry..."

"Of course it's because I'm going to cry later!" Zou Ling said confidently, "I need you to comfort me now, and I'll be over later. I'm done, come on, Xiaoxu pauses here, and I'll show you who I wasn't Become the big brother of sinners through the ages."

A layer of phosphorescence appeared in the dark sea of ​​memory, and Zou Ling turned back the hourglass of the years, turning the memory back to his own childhood.

What appeared in front of Bai Yu was a weak little Zou Ling curled up in a basket, and the red fox walked into Xiaoyaozong's Hundred Garden with the basket in its mouth and wagging its tail.

Little Zou Ling looked at the flowers in full bloom through the gaps in the basket, and when he was tired of looking at the flowers, he raised his neck to look at the sky.

"Xiao Jin." Daoist Xiaoyao who led the red fox beckoned lovingly, "Are you waiting here?"

The older child moved his ears, came back to his senses, first saluted the real person respectfully, said Master, and then walked forward quickly.

He walked through the knee-high flowers, as steady as an explorer trekking through mountains and rivers. When he came to the red fox, the red fox reached his chest without raising his head, and he didn't show any fear.

"Master, is this the junior you want me to take care of?"

"Yes, his name is Zou Ling, and he is ranked sixth in the inner sect. You can call him Xiaoliu."

"Yes."

He solemnly clasped his fists to salute the red fox, and then bent down to take the little Zou Ling out of the basket.

This fragment of memory paused the moment he bent down, and Bai Yu keenly noticed that the moment Xiao Huaijin bent down, a little coldness leaked from the slightly lowered collar.

Zou Ling's cold voice sounded: "So when we first met, he was put on that mace."

Bai Yu immediately understood, and his heart burst into flames: "You said before that the wolf fang was refined from your blood and the blood of the thousand-year-old wolf demon, in order to restrain Huai Jin, who is half of the Zhiyang Furnace, Demonic nature, that is to say, when you were so young, Daoist Xiaoyao murdered you!"

Zou Ling paused, as if looking down in the sky, and then laughed: "Huijin and I entered Xiaoyaozong only one day later, he was one day ahead of me, and he directly became the senior brother of the inner sect according to his age, the first in office. One of the errands is to be my old mother. This memory is too long, so long that I only remember the scene when I first saw Huai Jin. As for how early I was drawn by the master... I don’t remember. I just look at this moment The old man paralyzed in the basket should be just like what you said. The memory is always fresh, and I am surprised and angry. I have known him for so many years, but I have never found his collar. What about a spike? If I found out early, I would be more vigilant, investigate more strange things about him, and follow the clues to find out, so that the sky and earth will not collapse later."

The memory continued to flow. At this time, the young Zou Ling hadn't gotten used to the tragic memory of the red fox, and hadn't escaped from the shadow of Dan Yizong. When he was alone, he always hugged the red fox and trembled. When you come, your hands and feet will not be cold.But he adapted quickly, and in just a few years, he was able to walk around on short legs, and began to do things carefully.

It's just like Zou Ling said, the years are too long and vast, he can't remember clearly, and the sea of ​​consciousness is like a thick layer of fog.

Standing in the fog, Bai Yu sometimes saw the young Zou Ling running past him, sometimes saw the young Huai Jin flying past him tremblingly, and sometimes saw the ignorant red fox chasing butterflies and jumping over him overhead.

This time is probably like walking on thin ice.

Thinking about it, Zou Ling looked at this memory and felt like Lin Yuan Xuansi, constantly jumping up and down the memory, Bai Yu saw Zou Ling quickly grow from a white ball into a small red flower.The important moments of the teenage years are like opening a scroll and spreading out the paintings, and the people in the paintings are like pine, bamboo, flowers, and dew.

When Zou Ling was seven years old and Huai Jin was celebrating his 12th birthday, there was a lively party at the inner sect's birthday party. The Daoist Xiaoyao asked him to make a wish, and Huai Jin didn't have to make a wish if he was an upright monk.

At night, Zou Ling routinely rode on the back of a red fox into the back mountain to practice quietly in a secluded place, but unexpectedly saw Huai Jin running to the old banyan tree alone in the mountain, and tied a kit with a piece of red string to hang on the treetop , and also used a stealth trick on the kit.

After he left, the red fox jumped up the tree. Zou Ling carefully took off the brocade bag, and saw that there were 12 yuan small wooden cards inside. Each wooden card was engraved with a wish. There is three.

"May Xiaoliu stay strong and healthy, and don't have to linger on the sick bed."

"May Xiao Liu open his heart and not have to watch his words."

"May Xiao Liu be cheerful and lively, without worries in his eyes."

Twelve wishes are made for the master, for the juniors, for the sect, for the immortal, but not for oneself.

Later, every year on his birthday, he would come to quietly hang up his wishes, and the more he hung up, the more hidden he was, and Zou Ling couldn't even find him.Those desires are seen by the moon and seen by the wind, but they are not seen by others.

At the age of 13, Zou Ling successfully refined the Retirement Knife from his right hand, and soon after, he refined the Lingwu Rattle from his left hand.He tried to summon two spirit weapons at the same time, and put the rattle on the retirement knife, but if he strode too far, he would be pulled to the crotch, and he was soon counterattacked by bleeding from his mouth and nose.

As soon as he put away the rattle tremblingly, he was bumped into by Huai Jin who came to deliver the things. Huai Jin's face lost all blood, and he rushed towards him like the wind, holding his shoulders and sitting down to meditate. Did something go wrong in your cultivation? Xiao Liu, don’t panic, don’t use your spirits first, let me take a look.”

Huaijin who said don't panic panicked, and he vomited blood for a while, and immediately carried Zou Ling on his back decisively and ran to Xiaoyao Zhenren's cave for help.

The wind cut at his ears, Huaijin Yujian blocked the wind, coughing and shouting in panic, don't be afraid.

At the age of 15, Zou Ling stood under the nine-story pagoda with eyes full of admiration. Huai Jin patted him on the shoulder: "From now on, this will be the residence of the elder brother. If you have something to do, come here and call. The elder brother will open the pagoda and take you in."

"This is too majestic... Brother, which floor do you live on?"

"The topmost floor. There are a large number of monsters on the bottom floor of the tower. There is an extremely ferocious thousand-year-old wolf monster, so outsiders can't break into the tower. I have suppressed it. The second floor goes up, followed by refining weapons. house, alchemy room, library pavilion, etc., but I just moved in, it’s a mess, I’ll take you to play after I tidy it up.”

"The things in the nine-story pagoda are all done by you, senior brother, which is too spectacular... Senior brother, even in Dan Yizong and Sword Soul Mountain, there is no disciple of the same generation who is better than you. In the future, you must be the number one in the fairy sect." !"

"Okay, thanks to Xiaoliu. If I climb to the top of the Xianmen, Xiaoyaozong will return to the top of the Xianmen. I will be the pillar of our teacher's sect for a day."

"Then I'll plant flowers, raise grass and hug foxes under the pillars."

"Be bold, hug a sister-in-law!"

At the age of 16, Shen Mo humiliated Zou Ling for the first time. After saying "I'll come to inspect the goods", Huai Jin was furious twice.If Daoist Xiaoyao hadn't rushed to control the situation soon, he would probably fight until he saw blood.

Daoist Xiaoyao almost couldn't hold him back: "Huaijin! Stop being presumptuous!"

He turned around and roared angrily: "What is his silence, and what is Dan Yizong! Who dares to bully my junior brother, I will beat him to the ground!"

At the age of 17, Zou Ling was unable to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference due to his low cultivation level. Huai Jin was the first one to come back after participating and narrated vividly.

"The disciples of Sword Soul Mountain don't pay attention to quality. They beat me with no fluctuations. Their sect masters were able to stand up, their faces turned green, and they pretended to be talking and laughing with their master. As for the Danyi sect, it's too funny to say, It turned out that Mo Mo had a younger brother with the same mother, who happened to be his senior brother, named Shen Jing. When I saw that face, I became angry. If I didn’t hear his name, I immediately killed him with my sword! It’s not that the senior brother is exaggerating, if it is Silence, I have already been knocked down by my sword. Shen Jing is young but not weak. He has fought me for hundreds of rounds, and finally surrendered the sword when he couldn't hold on. I see him Gentle and warm, he asked in public, 'Silence, why are you pretending'?"

Zou Ling laughed.

"Then a nice voice from Danyi Sect yelled angrily: 'That's my third senior brother, Shen Jing! You're blind!' I realized that Shen Jing didn't have a mole on her left cheek. The audience roared, but Shen Jing laughed Holding fists together, unlike his brother who is cold and arrogant."

Huai Jin talked from the afternoon until it was getting late, and finally put his palm on Zou Ling's head, and said a thousand words just to say: "Don't be discouraged, the next Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, the elder brother will take you there."

On the day of Wei Guan's birthday, Zou Ling did not wait for Silence, but only for the news of Silence's death.

"The fragment of the natal sword he left behind has been kept in my heart, and the fragment conveys all the memories of his life before his death." Bai Yu heard Zou Ling's soft voice in the present world, "I am the only one who knows how to die silently, How can the soul be destroyed. I saw him carrying a broken sword to the gate of the demon king's palace. Behind him was a mountain of blood and a sea of ​​blood. His limbs and arms were broken. He was killed before he could step into the gate. But he died The soul never dies. Before he went, he used the Dan Yi forbidden technique on himself. The moment before his death, he drew out his three souls and seven souls to attach to the monster that killed him, and controlled the first puppet. Then he hid for more than 200 years ...and finally help me destroy the Demon King."

Bai Yu suddenly felt that his voice was very hoarse, and he watched Zou Ling fall into defeat on the day of Wei Guan's birthday.Seeing him walking quietly to the Baihuayuan where he and Shen Mo first met, he bent down and lit a fire.

The fireworks were like a prairie fire, burning up the once flourishing flowers, and climbing to the corner of Zou Ling's clothes.He stood in the firework and covered his eyes. Although silence gave him a glimmer of light with the death of his flesh and blood and soul, he suddenly lost the courage to resist fate.

He knelt into the fireworks and trembled: "If I can't kill the demon king, keep my mother healthy, and let myself be free, keep silent, wouldn't you die in vain..."

Huahuo kissed the tip of his hair, but before it clings to his flesh, the long sword screamed in the air, and the long wind howled with one blow.

After the fire was extinguished, Huai Jin who rushed over picked him up and hugged him, and yelled loudly: "It has nothing to do with you! Listen carefully, the death of silence has nothing to do with you, Zou Ling, it's not your fault! Listen carefully, Xiao Liu!"

23 years old, on February day, the scorched land in Baihuayuan became better, and a new round of flowers and plants sprouted. Su Xu ran over with wine in the spring: "Brother Buli, come and drink!"

Zou Ling was practicing hard with the retirement knife, shaking his head and ignoring him: "Drink it yourself."

"What kind of knife are you practicing?" Su Xudun shook his wine on the stone chair and greeted him, speaking quickly and slowly, "Brother Buli, listen to my advice! Everyone has their own strengths, obviously yours It's not about the sword, it's not about Taoism, it's not about cultivation, even if you practice the sword for 100 years, you still can't catch up with my current skill of using the sword with your feet. Alas, time is fleeting, Brother Buli, it's better to come and play in a good time!"

Zou Ling snorted twice and still ignored him, Su Xu started making noises endlessly, so he made a sound transmission formula for Huai Jin while practicing the sword, and after a while Huai Jin rushed to the scene with Yu Jian, and he was very unsteady when they met. He snatched the wine from Su Xu's hand: "What are you going to drink? Don't you know how much you can drink? When you're drunk, you still want to go crazy with alcohol in Xiaoyaozong, causing trouble everywhere."

Su Xu sat on the stone chair and looked up at him, grinning with small white teeth: "It's okay, it's okay, if you're drunk, please trouble Brother Huaijin to hit me."

"Then I will knock you all over your head."

"A liar with a different heart. Brother Buli said, the last time I was drunk, it was you Huaijin who carried me around looking for hangover soup. At that time, I said in a daze that I wanted to drink dried fruit porridge, so you went to the stove behind my back to start a fire." Already!"

"I'm Senior Brother Xiaoliu, you call him Brother by my name?"

"Unhappy? Huaijin Huaijin Huaijin Huaijin—"

The two started arguing together, Zou Ling couldn't practice the sword, scratched his head and quietly ran away, not far away, Su Xu caught up with the wine, and shouted loudly: "Brother Buli, wait for me, you forgot you Xiaoxu, the foster husband of Tong Tong? You are my fiancée, wait for me! I brought the altar wine over here, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming today, let's form a bond immediately!"

Huai Jin chased after him, his face turned green: "Su Xu, what are you talking about!"

"I said I want to marry a wife!"

"You've been a bachelor all your life!"

The two were noisy and whirling around, Zou Ling couldn't hide, and finally climbed to the tree and hugged the trunk, watching them go around in the garden, laughing quietly.

At the age of 24, Fengyeluo, Zou Ling searched the news outside, found the most suitable place to house the red fox, and thought of a way to hide her aura. After a long time, he finally found a way to take his mother out of the fairy gate safely. The road of shackles.

After stepping on bloody maple leaves, he came back from the wind and dust outside, and stepped on the dark night, he saw a quiet and obedient person sleeping in his bed.

Bai Yu, who was on the sidelines, suddenly felt heartbroken.

At that time, Zou Ling walked forward with a smile unconsciously: "Xiao Xu? Why don't you go back to Dan Yizong at this late hour? Did you steal the wine from the big brother again? Don't stay in bed with me. Lai also went to his Lai..."

He rested his fingertips on Su Xu's face, and suddenly noticed something.

Zou Ling was silent for a while, sitting on the edge of the bed with trembling hands and feet, uncovered the quilt, carefully picked up Su Xu, and in a panic, found the best pill from the Qiankun bag and stuffed it into his mouth: "Xiao Xu, Xiaoxu... don't sleep here?"

Su Xu loosened her jaw obediently, there were blood stains between her lips and teeth, the pill entered his mouth, and then fell out obediently.He fell quietly in the pocket of Zou Ling's shoulders, his soft short hair soaked in blood, his limbs and wrists were dislocated, and his neck was broken.

Zou Ling called his name in confusion, not understanding why everything happened in front of him, not understanding why fate played tricks on the world.

Before the end of the night, Shen Jing from the Danyi Sect visited the Xiaoyao Sect for the first time, because no matter how willful the little juniors who are used to being little princesses are, they will not ignore the sound transmission formulas of the seniors.Daoist Xiaoyao received him in person, and Shen Jing followed Su Xu's faint breath to the cave in front of Baihuayuan.

Holding the quiet Su Xu in his arms, Zou Ling raised his head amidst Xiaoyao's stern voice of "Rebellious Disciple". Seeing Shen Jing in panic, he shouted "Silence" hoarsely.

Shen Jing's eyes lingered for a moment, then settled on Su Xu in his arms: "Did you...kill him?"

Zou Ling returned to his chaotic sanity, let go of Su Xu and roared: "It's not me!"

Shen Jing teleported forward, picked up Su Xu, and Daoist Xiaoyao stepped forward and held Zou Ling.

"It's not me! I didn't hurt him! Master, believe me, I never hurt Xiaoxu, I swear!" He struggled desperately, scrambling to grab the corner of Shen Jing's clothes, "Senior Brother Shen It's not me, it's really not me who hurt Xiaoxu, I beg you to believe me!"

"My name is Shen Jing, not Silence." He turned around with red eyes, "Is Xiao Xu worthy of your name? You killed my elder brother and my junior brother, how dare you call them by their names again?"

Zou Ling knelt down on the ground and kowtowed hoarsely: "It's not me, it's really not me..."

He cried and said it wasn't him, but his behavior was a gesture of apology.

Shen Jing took Su Xu's body away, and Zou Ling was imprisoned in the forbidden area for 30 days, without a drop of water, and his spiritual veins were all sealed. There was no one to ask for, only the quiet world.

Thirty days later, a spot of light was suddenly chiseled out of the dark forbidden area. The light and shadow Zou Ling stared at grew bigger and bigger. Finally, the gate of the forbidden area fell apart. Hair covered with wind and snow.

Zou Ling curled up in the corner and stared blankly at that person until a familiar call landed——

"little six."

The wind and snow washed his face, and all his senses came back to life. He stumbled and ran, and when he fell, he crawled towards the people outside the forbidden area: "Elder brother, it wasn't me... I really didn't kill Xiaoxu..."

The path was so short, and it took him so long to climb.

Tears and snow washed away the frozen blood, and before he reached the door, the man had already turned around: "Well, brother knows."

Zou Ling laughed hoarsely, but was choked by tears again: "Brother... where are you going?"

Only then did he realize that the senior brother's back was different from usual.The straight white clothes of the past have changed, the well-tied hair crown is gone, the shoulders are full of dark red hair, and the hands are full of red spirit patterns.

The cold winter day illuminated everything he saw. Outside the forbidden area, bright red blood was splashed all over the plain white snow. Familiar and unfamiliar monks were lying on the snow like sleeping, as quiet as spring flowers and autumn moons.

"Me? I'm going home. My home is not here, it's in the Demon Race."

When Huai Jin turned around, there was a scarlet heart mark between his brows, and a bloodstain like a tear streak snaked from the corner of his eye to his chin.

"I know it's not you, don't be sad. By the way, I haven't told you before. Senior brother likes your writing very much. Never leave, never leave."

He murmured a lot, and smiled madly at Zou Ling, with more and more blood dripping from the corners of his eyes.

Finally, he waved his hand: "No leave, senior brother is gone."

The sea of ​​consciousness fell into darkness again.

Bai Yu raised her head and shouted hoarsely: "Xiao Liu."

Xiao Liu in this world smiled and said, "I don't want you."

Bai Yu heard him take a deep breath, and then his laughter, which was worse than crying, echoed in the dark sea of ​​consciousness: "Just listen to me cry..."

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