My Taoist companion is a little fox

The national teacher turned his limited brain, and finally shook his head blankly in the spirit circle: "I don't understand, I can't make sense."

"I see."

"However, you mentioned a place." The national teacher asked earnestly like a stupid and obedient student. If he was not trapped by the spiritual power circle that escaped at this moment, he would be more obedient.

"You say I'm a demon, was I a monster before I was alive?"

Qianli turned to look at him, hesitant to speak.

The national teacher seriously explained his reason: "I want to devour this senior. I think he is not only fragrant, but also can give me strong spiritual nourishment and help me retrieve my past memories. Mr. Banxian, If you knew my identity, then I wouldn't have to eat people."

Qianli stared at him for a while: "You don't know how you died, how you became a ghost general?"

"I lost my memory." The national teacher knocked on his puppet head, "Ghosts are also living beings before they are alive. Only those who have memories and experiences are called to have lived once. I forgot how to live. I am just a mess of nothingness."

The ghost soldiers were about to cry: "Boss... we are nothing, at most, a mass of invisible, intangible and odorless air."

"No, we are the ghost army." The national teacher turned his head and poured ghost soup on them, "We are the army that will die and never leave, the invisible backbone of Zheng Guo, the proof that the world is worth loving and guarding - this is what Wang personally said to me .”

The ghost army sighed: "I have nothing to say to Du Wei."

The national teacher turned to look at Qianli, his eyes lit up with anticipation: "Can you tell me?"

Qian Li walked up to him, put his hand on his cap, and his pupils flashed golden light briefly.The national teacher's hair stood on end, this body was just a container to fill his ghost, and the trembling he felt came from the spirit.

The gloomy soul seems to be pulled out by a hand from outside the sky, and the scattered memories are scattered all over the world like glowing fragments, and finally freeze in Zheng Guo.

Qian Li let go of his hand and said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if you know or not. In the past, Zheng Zi sacrificed the blood of Zhiyin, but you sacrificed yourself. From now on, everything has nothing to do with you in life. No matter what happened in life, you are just A ghost. Until your soul returns to heaven and earth, you are still a ghost."

The national teacher's expression was still a little dull, and he was not disappointed and angry when he heard some negative words, but responded: "Oh, so it is."

He bowed his head and said to himself: "I am really just a ghost, I have no temperature. I can only be someone else's ghost, not his family and friends. My temperature will always be the heavy snow in Zheng Guo's winter, and the same temperature as Fengchun. Not to the edge."

Diver's eyes hurt, and he looked up at the wall.He closed his eyes, got out of his body, and floated to the next door.

Sure enough, King Zheng was placed in Guo Chunshan's house.The contract between the ghost general and the owner prevented him from being within seven steps of his master, so he ran to find the answer, and he also carried his master back, and quietly placed it next door.

King Zheng was lying on the bed at the moment, sleeping peacefully under the thick quilt.And the little brother Guo Chunshan, the original owner of this room, was moved to the ground by the ghost army, and he was still sleeping like a dead pig.

The sub-hundred spirits of Lili went forward and raised their hands to hang on King Zheng's celestial spirit cover.Because it's just a separate soul, it is much more difficult and longer to trace the memory.It took him half an hour of energy to briefly review their past, and then turned what should be told into a dream, and tapped his fingertips between King Zheng's eyebrows.

The cold winter will eventually melt away, but there will always be some people whose tomorrow will no longer have the bright spring.

Qianli gave the answer. From then on, the end between the king and the teacher is boundless, and every day is the end and the end.Whether to stay in the cold winter, or to pass the snowy weather into spring, it all depends on the heart of the living.

The living who remained had no choice, and neither did the dead who left.

Zhou Ke fell into an endless loop.

He looks at the back of "himself" every day.

The farthest free distance of the ghost general is the end of King Zheng's Seven Steps. He has various identities, and everything takes the owner of the contract holder as the supreme order.In a sense, he is also the king under the shadow of Zheng Guo, and no one needs to see him.

The ghost general's gaze has been focused on his master for many years, and the fox demon behind him has been looking at him for many years, from the collapse and despair at the beginning, to the mechanical numbness that is exactly the same as the ghost general.The ghost general is the shadow of King Zheng, and the fox demon is the shadow that the ghost general cannot cast.

In the past ten years, the fox demon ruled the sky and did everything around the ghost general.

Furious, he yelled at the back countless times: "You look back at me!"

In the second ten years, the fox demon broke into the underworld and ruled the world. The King of Hades stayed behind closed doors, and Black and White Wuchang dealt with the fox demon tenaciously for ten years.

"If he dies, he should be reincarnated! Why did he become that ghost?!"

"There is his death contract in the contract. Sixth Young Master, you can't change it."

In the third decade, Bai Wuchang was soft-hearted and told him.

"Sixth Young Master, your love tribulation is over."

"……What's the meaning?"

"You don't need to go through love calamity anymore, this life is a happy ending. After fulfilling the contract, all the ghosts and generals will return to heaven and earth, no longer suffer from the samsara of the six realms.

"What kind of bullshit is this..."

"The truth is, it is written in my life and death book that when this life is over, you and the person you love will no longer have anything to do with each other. Your doom is doomed, and so is the other party."

In the fourth ten years, the fox demon no longer acts, and stays quietly seven steps away from the ghost general.

"I didn't come late on purpose." He finally explained to the back that he was late, his voice changed from childish to hoarse.

"My fifth elder brother failed in ascension and was seriously injured. My other elder brothers and I took turns protecting him for 20 years. His cultivation level dropped from a thousand years to a hundred years, and he became a one-eyed fox..."

Qian Li laughed softly as he spoke. In the depths of winter, tears fell on the floor and instantly condensed into ice crystals.

He spoke softly, but he listened carefully.

"The day I left... the deduced astrology told me that you were gone, so I came."

The ghost general waited quietly for the next word, but after waiting for a long time, there was nothing, so he turned his back to him and said, "Family is more important than anything else. You should go back and take care of them."

Qianli shook his head: "Fifth brother has his own fate and calamity. We can accompany him only for a few of the most difficult years. After he has passed, it is no longer us who walk with him. And I... have my own Fate and robbery."

"You just stand there, it doesn't matter if you don't look back, I know that it is enough for you to be in front of my eyes. I used to treat me endlessly well, so I took it for granted that this good relationship would last forever..."

The ghost will interrupt him: "This is just a bad fate."

Qian Li sat down cross-legged, leaning against the cold palace wall and grinning hoarsely: "Evil is fine, and karma is fine. I haven't seen enough... I've missed one glance."

The ghost general stood silently, his back looking like a day for several years.

The fox demon looked at the back, rubbed his eyes and fell asleep when he was sleepy, the corners of his eyes were still wet.

The perspective of subsequent weeks will always jump at this similar moment.The fox demon closed his eyes and fell asleep, and the ghost general knelt down in front of him stiffly and silently, and gently wiped away the fox demon's tears.

These teardrops were not easy to come by, he carefully hid each teardrop, and put it in the empty heart of the puppet's body.

In the seventh decade, King Zheng died.

The contract between man and ghost should end at this time, and the ghost leader who has been imprisoned and enslaved for 70 years will be released from the Six Realms.

Qian Li stared at the back without blinking, waiting for the end to end.

But the ghost general did not disappear. He knelt at the feet of the new king and became the shadow of the second king Zheng, continuing his life of slavery.

Qianli exhaled a breath, unable to distinguish between joy and sorrow, and continued to stay.

Later, the new king became the old king, and the next generation rose again, and the ghost general who died at the age of 15 was still a ghost general.He crossed five waves of the ghost army lingering in the world, and he shared the most difficult part of the impermanence of the underworld.

So 300 years.

On the day he left, he destroyed the altar where he had offered sacrifices to his predecessors, and cast the most curse-like curse on the next generation of King Zheng: "After me, the blood of the Zheng family will no longer be able to become a ghost general. "

Before leaving, he came to the fox demon and asked softly, "Are you tired of watching it now?"

The fox demon couldn't answer, but couldn't stop the tears.

The ghost general reached out to catch his tears, licked the teardrops on his fingertips, and shook his head stiffly: "I can't taste it after all."

"Then don't taste it..." The fox demon covered his eyes in silence.

"Don't taste it." The ghost general repeated, he took out a piece of ink cloth and tied it to the fox demon's eyes, his movements were stiff but gentle, "You must also remember."

"stop looking."

"I am leaving."

After all, the fox demon couldn't help sobbing loudly.

Zhou Ke's vision changed from dark to blurred, and he vaguely saw Hei Wuchang bending over in front of him.

"I want to sign a contract with the underworld."

"What can you give us?"

"200 years of unpaid labor. The resentful souls who can't get over are pushed to Zheng Guolai, and I will do errands for the underworld."

"But your identity is a ghost general."

"It's convenient, isn't it?"

"What I mean is, if you sign this contract, you will have two jobs, one is the ghost general in the world, and the other is the ghost messenger in the underworld. These are two slaves."

"Yes, then... can I realize what I want?"

Heiwuchang said solemnly, "What do you ask for?"

The ghost general replied, "I want to seek reincarnation."

Impermanence was surprised: "You can transcend the six realms after the end of the ghost general, why do you want to reincarnate with the eight sufferings instead?"

He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his heart.

"... There are no eight sufferings, seven emotions, and six desires in detachment."

Not a single fox demon.

Hei Wuchang pondered for a moment, then raised three fingers: "Yes, add another 30 years of hard labor, and integrate for 300 years."

The ghost laughed: "Okay."

"Why didn't you tell him that you still have reincarnation before you leave?"

"No." He scratched his head, "In the next life...he'd better not come to me."

Hei Wuchang was speechless for a while, and reminded him kindly: "Then your 300 years have been for nothing."

"Oh."

Hei Wuchang always felt a little choked: "..."

The ghost general—Zhou Ke turned his head and saw the little fox standing there crying with his eyes covered.

"I just haven't seen enough."