Everyone owes me a favor

At the end of spring and summer, in midsummer, Feng Rugu once again succeeded in becoming a blockbuster in the Taoist sect.

He spread the wedding invitations widely, and sent them all over the three worlds and ten directions, inviting people from all over the world to attend his wedding.

He seemed to be born that way.

Ning Ming died and lived without silence.

After experiencing Feng Ruyuan's rebirth and becoming Lin Xuejing, the leader of the Unworldly Sect, people in the Taoist Sect thought that they had long since become numb to his apostasy.

Even so, when everyone opened the invitation card and saw the words "You Hongchen" standing side by side with "Feng Rugu", they were still all shocked.

...Who is this?

Many people also reacted quickly.

Besides Feng Rugu's adopted son, Ruyi layman from Hanshan Temple, who else could there be?

There was a lot of discussion in the Taoist sect.

The focus of the debate is whether Ruyi was coerced, or are the two simply colluding, adulterous and intermarried?

Besides, even if it is to snatch people into the mountains, can it be so rampant?

If a common name is used together, is this considered to be a common name?

Does Hanshan Temple have any objections?

However, the attitude of Abbot Jing Yuan at Hanshan Temple is also very clear:

Amitabha Buddha, with a vast sect of Buddhism, is willing to save all sentient beings, but for those who have no intention of being saved, even if the fire of karma on the other side reaches the sky, and the roots of evil are three thousand, the Buddha will not force him to save them.

To put it bluntly, I don't care about it, I just let it happen.

After calming down, each Taoist family began to think about their own thoughts.

Daomen has already suffered two somersaults at the foot of Chaoge Mountain.

If he is attacked in the name of righteousness again, no one knows what evidence Feng Rugu still has that can make the Taoist sect fall into panic again.

If you use martial arts to defeat it...

Can't beat it.

Since it cannot be removed for the time being, forming an alliance has become the best way.

Just as the Daoist sect suffered great damage, the buried secrets were dug up one by one, and it became the laughing stock of the world. At a time when people's hearts were in turmoil, many lost followers of the demonic way were ready to move, making small movements frequently.

But now, the Unworldly Sect is the number one sect of the Demonic Dao.

His attitude is crucial to how the relationship between Dao and Demon will develop.

Feng Ruyu also gave his attitude.

In addition to cleaning up the family, he used the force of thunder to take care of several blood sects who were seeking the blood of the living for cultivation on the site of the unshielded family.

There was also a good reason, these blood sects asked for their own death, but they wanted to be active near Chaoge Mountain.

In this way, those blood sects themselves could not find a reason to attack or criticize him.

This is considered to be an embarrassment to the Daoist sect.

Daomen can only go around, not willing to admit:

Instead of feuding with Feng Ruyuan and dying forever, it is really better to show favor to the Unworldly Sect, form an alliance with them, escape the current storm of the Daoist Sect, and then plan for the future.

And this marriage is tantamount to Feng Rugu shouting to everyone: Come on, come down the steps, I will give you a chance to please me.

No matter how unwilling the members of the Taoist sect are, even if they pinch their noses, they must recognize this relative in the open, greet each other with smiles, and give generous gifts to each other.

Jing Sanchai knew nothing about it for the time being.

Because he didn't want to go home, he hid in Qianjiyuan and stopped all the business at hand, trying to avoid the limelight.

However, one day, a guest came to Qianjiyuan.

The shaft turbines of Qianjiyuan were operating layer by layer, but they still failed to stop Jing Yiyan's footsteps.

He stepped into the threshold of the bedroom gracefully, threw down a strong crossbow, wiped the dust off his palms with a white silk cloth, and showed him the sleeves that had been torn by a corner: "Little brother, the standard has improved, but it is still not good enough. A little bit."

Jing Sanchai couldn't escape, and was grabbed by the back of the neck like a cat by the elder brother, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you promised to go home with brother."

Jing Sanchai was carried back just like that.

Not long after Fang entered the Jingmen of Jiuyi, Jing Sanchai bumped into the second person he didn't want to meet besides Jing Yiyan.

Jing Erqiao was holding a wedding invitation in her hand, and on her forehead was tied a peony jade ornament carved with the image of "green mountains and snow".

When he saw Jing Sanchai, he put down what he was looking at, and raised his chin slightly reservedly: "Well, I still know to come back, not bad."

Jing Sanchai kept complaining in her heart, and called awkwardly, "Second brother."

Jing Erqiao said coolly, "Who is the second brother's name?"

Jing Sanchai scratched behind her ears and said awkwardly, "Call, call you."

Jing Erqiao: "Call again."

Jing Sanchai: "...Second Brother."

Jing Erqiao turned her back, held up the wedding card, and blocked the smile from the corner of her mouth. When she turned around again, her expression had returned to indifference: "Yes."

Jing Sanchai: "..."

That's why he didn't want to go home!

Parents always treat him as the youngest child and dote on him, thinking that he doesn't have to do anything, and the elder brother and the second brother are even more imitative and intensified.

In such an atmosphere, how can we talk about career?What about helping the world?

It's just that he didn't expect that after being away from home for so many years, his elder brother and second brother have not changed at all!

A smiling fox, a cold fox!

But maybe because of the many changes in these years, seeing the elder brother and second elder brother who have always been kind to him, Jing Sanchai feels extra three points of peace of mind.

"Father and mother are in retreat together." Jing Yiyan led him to the inner hall, rolled up the sleeves of his Taoist robe, "Eldest brother agreed to make you a flower-carved chicken, so leave for a while. You talk to second brother first, be good."

Jing Sanchai listlessly said, "Oh."

After Jing Yiyan left, Jing Sanchai and Jing Erqiao sat opposite each other, searched their brains, but couldn't find what to say to the second brother, and Jing Erqiao had always been reticent, expecting him to speak first, was tantamount to dreaming.

Jing Sanchai then turned her eyes to the wedding invitation in Jing Erqiao's hand: "What is that?"

Jing Erqiao didn't lift her head: "Second brother."

Jing Sanchai: "Huh?"

Jing Erqiao: "What am I yours?"

Jing Sanchai: "...Second brother, what is that?"

Only then did Jing Erqiao raise her head, and said in a flat tone, "Fengru's wedding invitation."

Jing Sanchai: "..."

He snatched the wedding invitation from Jing Erqiao's hand and read it from beginning to end.

"Don't you know?" Jing Erqiao was a little surprised seeing his reaction so violently, "I thought he would send it to you alone."

Jing Sanchai: "..." What kind of people did I meet outside, who did I make friends with, these two people really knew everything!

Jing Sanchai did not receive the invitation.

These days he doesn't do business, one is to hide from his family, and the other is that he doesn't want anyone to come to Qianji Academy to spy on Feng Rugu in the name of business, so he simply cut off all communication with the outside world.

He knew that it was no wonder that Feng Ruru was there, but he still had some reluctance to think: Is he the last one to know about this?

Fortunately, Jing Sanchai was indeed wrong.

The wedding invitations were only made in the past two days and distributed in batches.

At this moment, in the Qingliang Valley thousands of miles away, Mr. Yingxu was holding the invitation card, and sat the ghost king Lu Yujiu on his lap, admiring it with him: "How about it, does it look like his master's handwriting?"

Lu Yujiu said joyfully: "Where there is a teacher, there must be a disciple. It's great. Finally, I have achieved a real result."

Mr. Yingxu: "Yes. He is the same as his master back then. The wedding ceremony is very grand, and the whole family came to congratulate him. How flamboyant is it?"

Lu Yujiu held the wedding invitation and read it again and again: "The Taoist sect has a new excitement."

Yingxu Jun said sourly: "Isn't it?"

Lu Yujiu finally comprehended what he said, and looked at him sideways: "What are you thinking?"

Mr. Yingxu let out a "tss": "I didn't think about anything."

"You..." Lu Yujiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You are still a junior, what else do you want to compare with him?"

"I compare?" Mr. Yingxu complained, "It's you who said that your status is inappropriate, don't make a fuss, just handle our affairs quietly. But what is Chongguang's status? What is the same status as before? They can do it. What can't you?"

Lu Yujiu is thin-skinned and low-key, so it's fine for others to show off. He himself doesn't like that kind of thing, and when he heard the words, he became angry: "You blame me?"

"I—" Mr. Yingxu sensed that Lu Yujiu was in a different mood, and wanted to coax him, but this reluctance had been suppressed in his heart for many years, and he couldn't control it for a while, and blurted out, "Is it my fault?"

The two quarreled for a while while maintaining such an intimate posture, and after staring at each other angrily, it was Lu Yujiu who softened his heart first, leaned back, and slammed his elbow on his chest: "Say, What shall we give Ruru?"

Lord Yingxu's anger still persisted: "Whatever!"

Lu Yujiu glared at him: "Tsk!"

Now Mr. Yingxu was honest, he calmed down and thought for a while, then suddenly he sighed softly.

Lu Yujiu: "What's wrong?"

"It would be great if they could come here." Mr. Yingxu tapped his palm with the wedding invitation, "He loves his apprentice the most. I don't know if he will blame him if he knows that he has suffered such a disaster in the upper realm. We didn't take good care of him."

Hearing this, Lu Yujiu also felt a little sad in his heart, patted his arm, and comforted him: "Don't think about it. Don't say that we can't send news from the upper realm except for ascension, but just say that their luck is not good in the lower realm. But you will be subject to thunder."

Lord Yingxu sighed regretfully, and did not bring up the matter again.

……

In Fengling Mountain, Chang Boning held a wedding invitation in his hand and stared at it quietly.

Three years ago, at the time of Meng Xia, such a wedding invitation was also placed in front of him.

It was returned by Wen Runjin, and it was a wedding invitation with Ms. Wen San as usual.

Chang Boning accepted the wedding invitation without rejecting it, but because of a little selfishness that even he couldn't explain clearly, he never handed over the wedding invitation.

After that, Chang Boning took out the wedding invitation and covered Miss Wensan's name, imagining that it was his own name.

After waking up from the dream and realizing what he had done, Chang Boning still laughed at himself secretly. At this age, he still does such childish things, it's like playing house.

Now, a new wedding invitation was placed in front of Chang Boning again.

The wedding invitation was heavy, carrying the dream of the same pair of future with Ru, which made it impossible for him to start his dream again.

"Fuchun, you go down." Chang Boning closed the wedding invitation and said gently, "I will write a congratulatory message later and send you to Chaoge Mountain."

Luo Fuchun thought of Sang Luojiu and the promises he had made by holding his hand when we parted with him last time, thinking about going to see him again, his cheeks turned red for a while, and he said coyly: "Me?"

Chang Boning: "Is it inconvenient?"

Luo Fuchun was startled, and hurriedly nodded: "It's convenient! It's convenient!"

After the promise was made, Luo Fuchunfang realized his gaffe, he was so ashamed that he wished he could dig a hole and bury himself alive.

Chang Boning laughed and waved at him: "Go."

Sending Luo Fuchun off, Chang Boning took a blank note with rhododendron leaves embedded in it, picked up the pen and concentrated on it, calming down and sorting out the messy emotions in his heart little by little.

Chang Boning loves the same freedom and unrestraint, and also loves his appearance of loving freedom.

And the freedom that belongs to him, Chang Boning, is to see him go and hope for him to come back.

Now that he has his own home as before, he should be happy for him.

He took a deep breath and wrote: "As before."

"See words like faces. Congratulations on the new happiness."

"A bed of sunflowers in the south of the mountain is in bloom. It was promised to you when you left the mountain three years ago. Now, I will transplant all of them to Chaoge Mountain as one of the gifts."

"It's very fortunate to be invited by you. Paper is short and love is long. I only hope that my heart..."

At this point in writing, Chang Boning stopped the tip of the pen, hung the ink pen on the inkstone, and let a small drop of residual ink drip down, forming a small ink flower in a channel of green ink.

"Zhi"...?

So what is it to him?

Best friend?or is it...

Chang Boning closed his eyes.

All kinds of past events are floating in front of my eyes.

The same eyes that were bent when he called his senior brother for the first time.

As before, when practicing swords, the sassy figure is like a god.

He still looked dejected and aggrieved when his teacher hung him upside down on a tree for punishment.

It was still as pale as death when he was rescued from the "Old World" by himself.

Lying on the couch as before, allowing himself to seal his spiritual power with a pen of Qihuayin, the liquid on the back of his waist was glowing with a faint luster.

As before, a puff of bamboo fragrance and light smoke came out of his mouth, and he said softly, senior brother, I hope you will be innocent for the rest of your life.

Chang Boning's heart thumped, and the tip of the brush that was originally heavy suddenly lightened.

Like a needle dropped from the heart, or a mountain unloaded.

With a clear mind, Chang Boning reopened his eyes, and wrote down his best wishes on the paper: "I hope that my dear relatives will be sealed as before, that I will be free and happy all my life."

At the time of the final stroke, the gate of the Green Bamboo Hall squeaked and was pushed open from the outside.

It was Yan Jiangnan who came in.

She was holding a wedding invitation that was exactly the same as Chang Boning's.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, everything was silent.

Yan Jiangnan asked with a smile: "What do you plan to give, senior brother?"

"There are many things I want to give away, but I don't know what to give at the moment."

When Chang Boning told the truth, he stood up easily.

He had never felt so relaxed, as if he had let go of a big worry.

He said: "There are so many treasures in the world, I want to go out of the mountain to have a look."