ugly moth

In order to prevent the beads from falling off, Fei Mo had specially worn the beads on his left hand, but the mouse just counterattacked with his left hand and broke the beads on Fei Mo's left hand.

As soon as the Buddha beads were broken, Fei Mo's heart suddenly lightened, and the premonition that it would disappear was particularly strong.

Qing Ge put Fei Moth down, hurriedly told him to return to the south of the Yangtze River quickly, and then fought with the mouse spirit again, you came and I fought hard.

Fei Mo squatted down to pick up the Buddhist beads on the ground, smiled helplessly at Qing Ge in the distance, and murmured: "Why...not later?"

At least let him and Qing Ge go back to Jiangnan...

After Fei Mo changed her body before, Yaozhuling still didn't respond to Feimo. Both Qing Ge and Feimo thought that there was something wrong with Yaozhuling, but it was just that Feimo didn't come out of the house completely.

Right now, the ringing of the demon-catching bell is shaking the sky, knocking away the crazy rat spirit again and again.

Fei Mo saw the right moment, rushed forward and clasped the mouse spirit's hands—the catcher bell hit Fei Mo and the mouse spirit together.

"Fei Moth—" Qing Ge shouted loudly, retracting the mahogany sword that was aimed at Mouse Spirit.

"Prince Daoist, do it!" Fei Mo shouted angrily, "I am a house demon, if the house is not destroyed, I will not die. At most, I will sleep for decades. If my wits regenerate, I will be a hero again. Do it!"

Qing Ge gritted his teeth, aimed at the mouse spirit's head, staggered the direction where it would hit Fei Moth, and stabbed directly.

The mahogany sword pointed directly at the mouse spirit's celestial cap, but just pierced an inch in, Fei Moth suddenly disappeared, the mouse spirit was let go, immediately pulled out the peach wood sword, and rushed towards Qingge with the big hole in his head.

"Fei Moth..." Qing Ge was dazed for a moment, and then thought that Fei Moth must have been sucked back by the Zhaizi, and even if she survived the catastrophe, she would probably be eaten by the Zhaizi.

"No, I have to go back." Qing Ge was dazed to avoid the attack of the mouse spirit, and turned to go to Huangtuo Temple.

Sure enough, he didn't go far and met Hui En who rushed over.

Qing Ge hurriedly said to Hui En: "Master Hui En, Fei Moth was sucked back by the house, I have to go back to find him, the mouse spirit will trouble you."

Hui En threw out the Buddhist beads to suppress the mouse spirit first, and hurriedly called Qing Ge to stop: "Master Qing Ge, it's too late, I still have a piece of thousand-year-old peach wood, you can see him in your dream for the last time."

"The last one?" Qing Ge's eyes turned red instantly, "He won't die, he just went back to the house, I'm going back to wait for him."

"Daoist Qing Ge!" Hui En stopped Qing Ge and sighed, "Even if you go back now, take Taomu with you. If you really can't make it in time, at least...um."

Qing Ge clenched his fists, and finally took the thousand-year-old mahogany with trembling hands.

Jiangnan was far away, and Qing Ge flew halfway through the whole day, and his mana was almost used up, so he could only find a ferry and take a fast boat to continue to Jiangnan.

Hurrying quickly, he finally returned to Xu's house on the third day.

Sen Leng's house still looked like it was in midsummer, as if the little fairy covered in bamboo fragrance would wait for him behind the door with an umbrella and smile seductively as soon as he opened the door.

There was a sudden thunder and a bang, and heavy rain poured down. In the winter weather, when the heavy rain fell, it was colder than snow.

Qing Ge was drenched all over, and hastily opened the door, this time there was no scent of bamboo rushing towards his face; further inside, he still didn't feel the smell of Fei Moth.

All the way to the backyard, all the bamboo forests were in bloom, and the small white flowers were knocked down by the heavy rain and scattered all over the ground.

Fei Mo leaned on the bamboo pole, looked at Qing Ge quietly and smiled, it was almost invisible: "Master Daoist, you came back to see Fei Mo...I'm very happy, you caught up."

Qing Ge raised his hand, not daring to touch it no matter what, choked up and said: "It's okay Fei Mo, if I was able to save you last time, I will definitely be able to do it this time, I, I will send a message to Master Hui En... "

That's what they said, but both Qing Ge and Fei Mo understood that the time had come.

Fei Mo stretched out her hand to touch Qing Ge's face, but she passed through it: "Ah... so I can't touch it anymore, Daoist Priest, we agreed that you will come to me in the next life."

"I never break my word."

With Qing Ge's promise, Fei Mo smiled reassuringly: "Then... Daoist, see you in the next life."

After finishing speaking, Fei Mo's figure became more and more faint, and gradually melted into the green bamboo behind her; Qing Ge covered her eyes, tears dripping from between her fingers, and she couldn't cry.

The bamboo flowers all bloom in an instant, just like returning to the light.

And when this batch of flowers falls, and then the bamboo rice grows, the life of the bamboo will come to an end, and it will re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Qing Ge stood in the heavy rain until dusk, caressing over and over again the bamboo flowers that bloomed on the place where Fei Moth was last leaning against: "It's okay, you haven't left yet, we... can see each other again."

The thousand-year-old mahogany enters the dream, and once it enters the soul.

The sound of rain was still there, and when I opened my eyes again, it seemed that I had returned to that night. Outside the window, it was raining heavily, and the candles were dimly lit. Fei Mo stood by the window in white clothes, and turned her head slowly.

"Taoist..." The corners of Fei Mo's eyes were slightly curved, just in a charming arc.

Qing Ge walked over slowly: "Fei Mo..."

Fei Mo raised her hand to straighten her long hair that was blown by the wind, and said with a smile, "Master Daoist, Xiaosheng should go, you have to take care of yourself."

"Fei Mo!" Qing Ge shouted loudly, "Really, don't you want to stay a little longer?"

"But it's too late..." Fei Mo was helpless.

It's really too late, the thousand-year-old mahogany is only useful when the soul stays in the mortal world, and Fei Mo will immediately fly back to the heaven after the catastrophe, so it can't wait at all.

The figure of Fei Moth dissipated in front of the window, and the rain dripped, waking up from the dream.

The bamboo forest in front of me has all withered, the heavy rain is still falling, and the wind has broken the dead branches.

White light radiated from Qing Ge's body, blocking the heavy rain, and the off-white Taoist robe was replaced by a white gold-patterned robe—the calamity was over, and this time, Gui Yuan didn't have time to detain Fei Mo's soul to erase his memory.

After a while, Fei Moth returned to the heaven.

Gui Yuan remembered what happened during the calamity, and his face darkened immediately: "How can I go back to the heaven to meet people..."

The words were divided into two parts, Fei Mo returned to her small courtyard, sat down at the stone table, propped her chin with her left hand, stared at the copper bell in her right hand and smiled: "I found it."

Fei Mo waited in the yard for Gui Yuan to find him to talk about whether he wanted to form a Taoist couple, but after waiting for more than half a month, Gui Yuan didn't come after all Yuelao's marriage book was copied.

Yuelao came to Fei Mo immediately after copying the marriage book, and said, "Fei, Fei Mo, you, your marriage..."

He couldn't continue talking for a long time, Fei Mo waved his hands indifferently: "Isn't it just His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven? Xiaosheng knows the truth."

"Eh? How did you know?" Yuelao was dumbfounded, feeling as if the world had changed if he hadn't gone out for a few months.

Fei Mo sneered: "How do you know? Do you remember the pair of copper bells you gave Xiaosheng before?"

Yuelao sat down opposite Fei Moth, and said enthusiastically, "Remember, ring the copper bell twice, and tie the red thread to ensure that life and death will accompany you in this life, good thing——"

Speaking of this, Yue Lao himself was stunned: "You...won't you give the other to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven?"

Fei Mo nodded.

"Then you went to experience calamity and brought your majesty with you?" Yuelao asked cautiously.

Nod again.

Yue Lao covered his heart: "My mother... so... what are you going to do next?"

Fei Mo poured herself a cup of tea slowly, narrowed her eyes: "Wait a minute, if he doesn't come to find Xiaosheng... Xiaosheng will drop this copper bell and throw it at Kunlun Terrace."

"..." Yue Lao said cautiously, "Fei Mo, if you throw this copper bell into the Kunlun Terrace, you might not be able to find it back."

"It's okay, Xiaoshengxiu said ruthlessly." Fei Mo smiled.

Xu had heard something from Guiyuan, and came to find Fei Mo the next day. At that time, Fei Mo had just got up and was trimming the newly grown fairy grass in the yard.

Gui Yuan was standing outside the door covered in golden light, Fei Mo couldn't even see it.

"Your Majesty Sheng'an, won't you come in?" Fei Mo finally opened the courtyard door for Gui Yuan herself, and said helplessly.

Gui Yuan glanced at Fei Mo and entered the door.

Fei Mo brought some tea and poured a cup for Gui Yuan: "Your Majesty is finally free to come and talk to me about the calamity?"

"This..." Gui Yuan paused while drinking tea, and silently put down the cup, "What do the Qing family think?"

"Actually, I don't know what to do." Fei Mo raised her little finger and waved it in front of Gui Yuan's eyes. "This red thread was originally intended to be discarded by Xiaosheng. I thought it would be safe to put it in the mortal world."

Gui Yuan clenched his left hand: "Then why didn't you practice the way of ruthlessness in the first place?"

Fei Mo sighed: "I wanted to repair it at first, but the old monk of Huangtuo Temple said that I still have a relationship with the world. I was a mortal at that time, so I believed his words. It's a pity that I changed the script with Yan Jun. .”

At that time, the astrolabe was good. Generally speaking, what was written in the storybook was everything that would happen in the future, but there were still changes.

"At that time, Manjusri Bodhisattva seemed to have gone down to earth several times." Gui Yuan thought for a while and said, "Manjusri Bodhisattva is not controlled by the astrolabe. The Qing family should have met him at that time."

"So I'm unlucky, I was born a moth, reincarnated and tried to practice the ruthless way, and now I'm recruited back. Is there any gods and Buddhas who are more miserable than me?" Fei Mo said lightly, His tone was full of disdain for his past.

Gui Yuan was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Then what compensation does the Qing family want? The cause and effect have not been reported yet."

Fei Mo was taken aback for a moment, he actually didn't think about any compensation, and even though he and Gui Yuan had experienced a few times of love, but once he returned to the heaven, he lost the feeling of unswerving towards Gui Yuan.

In the past, the only person Fei Mo could empathize with was Gui Yuan's damn book.

"Your Majesty, I still want to try the old book that I can't forget," Fei Mo said suddenly, "If this time is added, if I still have no relationship with Your Majesty... then each of you can get well."

Gui Yuan thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, but, the Qing family wanted to forget that experience so much before, so they didn't have a love calamity because of it, let's do it again..."

Fei Mo shrugged: "It doesn't matter, anyway, the astrolabe is broken, if you can't pass the love calamity, you have to wait for the astrolabe to be repaired, and you still have to drink the love water."

"...I'll go back and look for that script, the Qing family will devote themselves to cultivating." Gui Yuan walked away dejectedly.

The restoration of the astrolabe is slow, and Guiyuan is not good and always disappears. It is a little bit more time to repair it.

Before leaving the door, Fei Mo suddenly remembered and chased Gui Yuan: "Your Majesty, if Your Majesty has no intentions towards Fei Mo, you might as well return the red thread to the minister, it's just to understand the tribulation of love, you don't need to trouble Your Majesty anymore. If you still can't do it this time Feeling it, I am also ready to practice the ruthless way."

Gui Yuan didn't look back, stood in front of the fairy palace for a while, untied the red thread, and returned the copper bell to Fei Mo.