Qing Leng Xianzun is always ready to run

Yue Qianqiu was taken aback, understood the meaning of Feng Zhaohua's words, smiled, nodded and said, "I understand."

"Think twice in everything, don't act recklessly." Feng Zhaohua said, looking up at the sky, the sun tore through the clouds, revealing a ray of skylight, pouring on the resentful soul, and it burned like a fire. .

Song Chunhan was too scared to speak——

According to legend, ghosts will be wiped out when they see the sun, and the whole body of the big brother in red is on fire. Does it mean that the big brother is right, he is a ghost?

Before he had gone through the thoughts in his head, he saw Yue Qianqiu talking in a daze.

"Master...Master...isn't it really a ghost? I'm afraid of ghosts." Song Chunhan swallowed his saliva and said cautiously.

Mu Chenxue looked at him sideways, nodded and said, "It's a ghost."

Song Chunhan took a look and fainted from fright.

The moment he almost fell to the ground, Mu Shenxue stepped forward and caught him.

He and Yue Qianqiu looked at each other tacitly, and they understood what the other person was thinking. The two smiled at each other, which made Song Chunhan feel bad.

"The soul is back, the soul is back--" Yue Qianqiu folded his fingers together, turning the flames around Feng Zhaohua, condensing into a drop of blood on his fingertips, gathering Feng Zhaohua's soul here, and then waving the Yanyun sword, drawing a line out of thin air With the technique, a drop of blood from the fingertips flowed with the formation, stained with a little stream of light, and finally the tip of the sword was touched on Song Chunhan's forehead, and the blood droplets flew into the center of Song Chunhan's eyebrows, forming a ghost mark.

Song Chunhan was awakened by a gust of sword-moving wind, and when he woke up, he found that the man in red had disappeared.

He thought that he had lost too much blood, passed out and had a dream, and didn't realize that there was a piece of soul in his body.

Song Chunhan looked at Mu Shenxue supporting him behind him, and Yue Qianqiu standing in front of him, holding a sword, with a serious expression on his face, thinking that he just beat Bai Wusi away and was about to praise his master like a dog After Zun said a few words, Yue Qianqiu spoke.

"For the teacher, I temporarily sealed a senior's soul fragment into your body."

He said this with a tired face, and he didn't feel any guilt towards Song Chunhan at all.

Mu Chenxue who was behind said quietly: "Remember to get along well with senior and don't quarrel."

"senior?"

"That's right, Feng Zhaohua's senior who died for 200 years." Yue Qianqiu said, "Senior is in your body, and can guide you to practice without harming your health. You earned it."

"If I made the money, why didn't you seal the male ghost in red into your obedient apprentice?" Song Chunhan stood up and wanted to curse, "I came here from Mingxia Mountain to save you!"

"That's what you said, didn't you call me senior brother?" Mu Chenxue patted him on the back, walked from behind him to Yue Qianqiu's side, put Yue Qianqiu on his shoulders, and said, "Eldest brother, let me I gave you a chance to practice, and you earned it."

Song Chunhan pointed at Mu Chenxue's nose and was about to curse, when he bent his fingers unconsciously and put them by his side.

Then he squatted down with both legs, forming a squatting posture.

It was not his own voice that came from his throat, which made Song Chunhan terrified.

"Qianqiu, the quality of your apprentice is not good."

"Then ask Zhaohua to teach me a good lesson." Yue Qianqiu was extremely exhausted, so he could only lean on Mu Shenxue, talking one after another.

"Okay, at least you have to be able to hold the horse stance for twelve hours at a time."

Song Chunhan already had a terrified expression on his face, his body was completely out of his control, he punched and strode for a while.

The male ghost in red in his mind said in a very disappointed tone: "You son of a dude! How can He Dehe be Xiao Qianqiu's apprentice?"

"Call him Xiao Qianqiu to his face if you have the ability!" Song Chunhan said, but he didn't expect to offend the red-clothed male ghost, making him squat even deeper.

"Forget it, let's start with body training." Feng Zhaohua said.

Song Chunhan wanted to call for help, but found that there was no one in Qingyan Peak, and his thighs were sore from the horse stance. He wanted to get up, but found that his body was firmly restrained by the red-clothed ghost, squatting on the horse stance while moving forward. Punching, one punch after another, the strength is quite heavy, but it is a bit tiring.

Song Chunhan thought to himself: I originally joined Taoism to get close to Mr. Futong, why is he being taught by Yue Qianqiu for a while, and for a while by the male ghost in red, why is there no end?

"Big brother!" Song Chunhan called Mu Shenxue, but found no one around, only the corpses of cats, dogs, and monsters lying on the ground.

Mu Chenxue had already carried his master to heal his injuries.

Yue Qianqiu's mood is very complicated, and Mu Shenxue's mood is as complicated as his.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but couldn't say a word.

It was Mu Chenxue who broke the silence.

"Master, what is going on?"

Yue Qianqiu shook his head, and smiled wryly: "If I understood, I would have told you earlier, I am not that entangled personality either."

Mu Chenxue was silent for a while, then nodded and said: "Yes, Master is right, but I still don't understand why - in my heart - there is -"

He didn't dare to continue, forced to suppress his emotions, took a deep breath, and pretended nothing happened.

"It's a hatred, isn't it?" Yue Qianqiu held his forehead and said, "A resentment rushed out of the Wanhua Mirror and surrounded you. The resentment told me that I am Meng Duckweed. killed him."

Yue Qianqiu said very frankly: "I don't think it's interesting to lie to you. I'm just curious. Who is Meng Duckweed? What did I do in my previous life."

Hearing the words 'dream duckweed', Mu Shenxue was slightly taken aback——

In his dreams, he had dreamed countless times of a man with a blurry face. He wanted to try his best to wipe away the mist covering the man's face, but it was as if he was pushing away the fog, pushing away one layer and pouring out another layer. A layer of clouds and mist always covered the man's face tightly, making it impossible to see his facial features clearly.

until--

Until the name was spoken from Yue Qianqiu's mouth, the fog in the dream seemed to be dispelled by the sunlight, and suddenly became clearly visible.

The face of the man in the dream gradually merged with the master in front of him, becoming a single person.

"Master—"

Mu Chenxue said awkwardly: "We didn't really have a bad relationship in the previous life, did we?"

"It's true." Yue Qianqiu pressed his heart, put an arm on Mu Shenxue's back, and said with a chuckle: "I seem to have killed you in the previous life, what should I do? "

Mu Chenxue said bluntly: "Cold salad, the past is the past, if you are obsessed with the past now, you will only miss it—"

Looking at Yue Qianqiu's face, he suddenly laughed, then reached out to touch Yue Qianqiu's face and said: "It will only miss the person in front of me."

Mu Chenxue felt that at the beginning, he had delusional thoughts about Master that he shouldn't have, but later he realized that it was an evil fate brought about by his previous life, but this love mixed with this hatred made him afraid.

Mu Chenxue was afraid that he would raise his sword and kill his master, and the feeling of love and hate really made him uncomfortable.

This kind of love is brought from the soul. Since we have loved each other before, we should continue to love each other. As for enmity, as for hatred - this thing is too sad and misleading.

He originally wanted to search for the memories of his previous life, but when he found out that he was going to move forward with his sword, Mu Chenxue wanted to give up again.Cause and effect are very annoying. If you cling to the past, you will only be unable to grasp the present.

Mu Shenxue always had a worry in his heart, he frowned, his thoughts were full of thoughts.

A pair of cold hands smoothed his frowning brows, Mu Shenxue looked at the owner of the hands.

Yue Qianqiu stared at Mu Shenxue, eyes, nose, lips——

A nameless sourness surged from my heart.

Ever since he was born, his soul has longed for Mu Chenxue's love. Even if this kind of love continues, one day it will be shattered because of hatred. continue to love?

"I'm still Mu Chenxue, and I still call you Master. If you have wine today, get drunk today. Master, don't think too long-term and hurt your body." Mu Chenxue said: "I won't be persistent."

Yue Qianqiu nodded, sighed and said: "Yes, cherish the present, cherish the present."

Now there are still a lot of unresolved problems, still thinking about the previous life?If there is really any deep hatred in the previous life, then let it be resolved by yourself in the future. The current Yue Qianqiu is just a victim who wants to fight to the death with that bastard Bai Wusi.

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The author has something to say:

In fact, awakening past life memories is something like playing in the little black house

Otherwise, it would be too difficult for a salted fish demon to imprison the master