Fishing succubus is good at raising fish

Because of "again" surviving a catastrophe, everyone said that Shen Ge said that with the protection of the gods, there will be blessings in the future.

The old lady was even more delighted, thinking that it was a manifestation of the mountain god, and hoped that he could return to Yaoshan to fulfill his wish.

After half a month, Shen Geyan felt much stronger.Having nothing to do these days, I wanted to go to Yaoshan by myself, but Qiu Yan didn't feel at ease about anything.

This time Yuan Shuo had something to do with his family and had no companions, so there were only two of them on the road.

Inside the mountain temple, the sun is dim.

The surrounding furnishings have not changed, and the stone statue on the altar twitched its fingers with one hand, with a calm and compassionate expression, as if watching their every move.

Shen Shaotang spread the futon on the ground, knelt down in front of the statue, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together and began to pray sincerely.

Master Xian, can you hear my heart?

After a while, there was no movement in his ears. He opened his eyes with some disappointment, only to find himself in a vast white mist.

"Why did you come here?" An ethereal voice sounded.

A cluster of flames lit up in Shen Shaotang's eyes, he looked up at the statue and said, "I once made a wish to the immortal master, and I have been blessed many times to save my life. I am really grateful... Now I am here to make an offering to fulfill my wish."

"I never saved your life," said the voice indifferently.

"But... I can feel the existence of the immortal master." His tone changed from hesitation to affirmation, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

Just when Shen Shaotang thought that the voice would no longer respond.Suddenly he heard someone walking beside him, he looked at the white mist in wonder, a white hem flicked gently amidst the surging white mist.

"It seems that you are not too dull." The cold voice was tainted with a hint of teasing.

Shen Shaotang intuitively felt that this person was the immortal master who secretly protected him.

"The fairy master erased my memory back then, but secretly protected my life without any worries. Although I don't know why, this should be the second time I see you."

Suddenly, a sense of oppression rushed straight to the door, because the other party bent down and looked at him.

They were only a short distance away, Shen Shaotang felt stuffy in his heart, and unconsciously leaned his upper body back, as if this would make him feel better.

"See you for the second time, do you still have a wish to make?"

Obviously the voice came from the top of his head, but Shen Shaotang felt as if he said it close to his ear, and he secretly pinched himself with his hand on his knee.

When your mind is clear, you know that this moment is something you can't meet.

"I don't want this body soaked in medicine jars. It's because of the illnesses brought on since I was a child. My mother couldn't bear the pressure of life and remarried to someone else. My father who was dependent on me also had a hard life and finally died of depression."

Shen Shaotang's eyelashes trembled, his eyes were moist and hazy like the mist rising from the lake.

"If I could choose everything, then I would inherit my father's behest and honor the Shen family... instead of being trapped in the deep house day after day."

After Gu Qinglun listened silently, unnatural emotions appeared in his eyes.

After a while, he said coldly, "I can help you, but there is one condition."

Gu Qinglun asked him to go up to Yaoshan Mountain to offer incense every three years from now on, until after a hundred years, the god statue no longer appeared.

Shen Shaotang naturally nodded and agreed, what's so difficult about it?

"..." Gu Qinglun stood in front of him, put his fingers together, gathered his own spiritual power into a spiritual spring, and poured it into the center of his eyebrows.

The Lingquan pushes away the dense and heavy vine branches, pours into the thirsty and desolate dantian, fully nourishes and cares it, and makes it rejuvenate.

"Woo..." Shen Shaotang felt his whole body was burning hot, and couldn't help moaning in a low voice.

His forehead was sweating and he lay convulsively on the ground, his clothes rolled over dead leaves and wrinkled, his picturesque eyebrows and eyes were stained with pain, adding a bit of broken and messy beauty.

Shen Shaotang's head was blank, panting slightly, until the world in front of him returned to its original position.

As soon as he woke up, the hands holding him quietly let go, and flew away like a feather, as if it was just an illusion.

"How do you feel?" Gu Qinglun stood with his back to him, hands behind his back.

"I feel very relaxed, as if... reborn." Shen Shaotang looked blank, but his tone couldn't conceal surprise.

"I just took a general look at your dantian, and the five roots are messy... But it's not hopeless."

This reserved and conservative tone did not affect Shen Shaotang, he thought to himself that it was a blessing that the immortal master was willing to help him, how could he dare to pray for anything else?

Time flies, and it's time to leave the illusion.

"I have a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not." Shen Shaotang bit his lower lip, showing hesitation.

In fact, since he was in danger that day, he also had doubts in his heart, and he was always uneasy along the way.

His eyes wandered from the opponent's waist to the chin, and he blinked and said, "Didn't you really save me that night?"

However, he felt his neck stiffen for a moment, as if he was frozen by an ice cone-like gaze, and his voice suddenly cooled down:

"Do you think gods do whatever they want and cruelly take human lives?"

Shen Shaotang hurriedly lowered his head and said in panic, "I didn't mean that, please forgive me, Master Immortal.

There was another moment of silence, and then the immortal master regained his composure, and whispered: "The person who killed those three gangsters... is definitely not a kind person. You must be on guard against anyone who gets close to you in the future."

Shen Shaotang nodded ignorantly, and thanked him again and again.

He closed his eyes again, obviously feeling a change in the surrounding environment.When he opened his eyes, he had already returned to the temple, and when he looked up, he met the eyes of the statue with downcast eyes.

The passage of time in the illusion is different from reality. From Qiu Yan's perspective, he just prayed quietly for a moment.

"What wish did you wish?" He asked after getting up.

Qiu Yan froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to ask himself.

Immediately, he chuckled and said, "I hope the people around me are safe and well."

The wish was fulfilled, Shen Shaotang and Qiu Yan went down the mountain together, the sun was clear when they came, but they didn't go far when it started to rain.

The sky was overcast, thunder and lightning roared, and it rained heavily.

He didn't bring an umbrella when he came, so in a hurry, Qiu Yan took off his coat, put it on him and Shen Shaotang, and started to run faster.

"There is a hut in front, let's go in and take shelter." Qiu Yan said calmly, turning his face covered with raindrops.

Shen Shaotang nodded, the space in his coat was narrow, and the two of them would inevitably bump into each other, and he didn't care about etiquette at this time, shelter from the rain was the most important thing.

The hut had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time, and exuded a decaying smell.

Qiu Yan put his coat on the ground and asked him to sit down, "I have wronged my sister-in-law, we have to stay here tonight."

Shen Shaotang was drenched in chicken soup, sniffing while hugging his trembling body tightly.

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"What's the sound..." He turned pale and murmured while looking outside the door.

The rain outside was much lighter, but in the hazy water curtain, it seemed that something was slowly approaching the hut.

"Where did the voice come from?"

"..."

"I'm going to find some food and water, you must not leave here."

"Don't go." Shen Shaotang's face was ugly, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"rest assured."

Qiu Yan thought he was afraid, so she smiled reassuringly, and then walked out the wooden door.

After a while, Shen Shaotang raised his head to look again, but couldn't help being taken aback.

Because, on the back of Qiu Yan who was going away, he saw a trace of black air, which was entangled tightly.

……

Qiu Yan walked to a soil slope, ready to pick some weeds and go back.

However, when he inadvertently looked down the slope, his eyes went dark. The sudden blindness made him terrified, and then he stepped on some gravel.

Below the high slope is a plantain forest. Qiu Yan rolled down from it, and there were many rough stones on the way.

Yin Yuye stood not far away, with a sneer on his lips, and then his index finger moved slightly.

A large rock was teetering on the hillside, and soon lost its balance and fell, smashing hard towards the bush.

Things should have been like this, but the stone was intercepted by a force halfway up the mountain, and it bounced back up the slope.

"Mind your own business." Yin Yuye gathered his fingers together and looked behind him sullenly.

"You killed the Buddhist son of Aizawa Temple, how can the Buddhist sect let you go?"

Gu Qinglun's figure appeared in the mountains and fields, and his white robes flowed like a fairy.

He... Maybe he really wanted to kill him.

"I won't really kill him, but just cripple his whole body and lie down for the rest of his life. Isn't it a calamity?"

Yin Yuye sneered, his tone casual, as if he was just stating a certain fact cruelly.

"In short, this is the fate of the Buddha, and neither you nor I can interfere with it." Gu Qinglun said calmly.

"Non-interference?" Yin Yuye's eyes hinted at sarcasm, "The Immortal Fu Yuan is really a model of double-faced, if that's the case, why bother washing the marrow for a mortal?"

"..." Gu Qinglun quietly held the hilt of the sword in his palm.

"He was the one who took Yun Che away from me first. I have nothing to do with the success of the tribulation. I'm going to intervene in person!"

Yin Yuye's figure turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared into the dense forest, echoing in circles.

This matter began... to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

Gu Qinglun frowned, and there was a trace of guilt in his cold eyes.

Yun Che, can you stick to your heart?