Chapter 29 Missing the Wife?
In the surrounding forest that seemed to be getting more and more mysterious late at night, the two of them followed suit and moved forward slowly.

In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere of silence that suddenly fell into each other, "Wolf Boy" had an idea and changed a new topic:

"Hey, by the way, Miss Xiaohan, can I ask you another question?!"

"Just ask!"

Of course, he won't talk nonsense for no reason, it's all planned in his mind for a long time, planning to gradually "set" Jiu Xiaohan's truth one after another:

"Sister Xiaohan, what do you think, in the future, should I be a cultivator or a Taoist priest?"

Jiu Xiaohan walked behind him, Liang Ziyu naturally couldn't see her slightly changed expression, and only listened to her for a while before replying:
"Why, does Ziyu also want to become a monk or transcend the world?"

It seems that she was thinking about something when she was not in a hurry to respond to him just now; however, the young man hurriedly asked a key point:
"Really? Could it be that Miss Xiaohan also had thoughts similar to mine, no?"

"According to common sense, those male disciples under my master's school, when they reach the age of weak crowns, they must hold a decent 'disciple ceremony' before they can be considered as official debuts; however, although I am approaching the prime of life, but, For hundreds of years, the master's school has passed down the rule of not accepting female disciples. Therefore, at best, I can only be regarded as a half lay female cultivator adopted and taught by the master, and it will never be possible to completely become a monk and enter the Taoist school."

As soon as the young man heard it, he suddenly felt a trace of unexpected joy:

"That's great!"

Hearing Liang Ziyu's casual praise in front, Jiu Xiaohan was startled again:
"Huh? So, really, good?"

"Sister Xiaohan, what's wrong with being a lay cultivator all your life?"

"Perhaps, most people in the world are longing for a sense of belonging to fate. For the past 20 years, I have lived in Sanshi Village with no relatives or reasons; I thought that I could be born into the world with Master. There are such strict restrictions. As a woman, I am destined not to be able to cross that gully, so I have no choice but to be turned away. It's just that I worry that one day I will die in vain. I always need someone Come and help me go to the grave and settle the funeral affairs well?!"

Jiu Xiaohan's words are half false and half true.

She claims to live in Sanshi Village and has not entered the Taoist sect, which is naturally false;
However, it is true that she needs a sense of belonging and the care of "family" and "friends".

Of course, the "wolf boy" was also the same, and he took it as her truth and listened to it; anyway, this silly girl, he is determined to follow her and eat her!
"Oh! So that's how it is! That's why, Miss Xiaohan, you have always hoped that the unnamed elder would accept me as his apprentice, so that I would not be helpless in the future and not collect my body after my untimely death...?"

"Bah, bah, bah, Tong Yan Wuji! You can't die, don't say that about yourself in the future, feel the wood for me!"

"Oh! Wood? . . . er, touch wood! Good!"

According to Jiu Xiaohan's sudden "command", the young man didn't have time to think about any strange things, he quickly stretched out a long arm, and rubbed the tree trunk he just passed by twice with his palm.

Probably, that tree is already hundreds of years old, and its rhizomes are very thick.

"It's done, it's done! Look..."

The young man raised his arm and shook it towards Jiu Xiaohan behind him, but unexpectedly felt that something sticky seemed to stick to his palm and fingers.

"I'm sorry, Ziyu, I did have a little bit of selfishness in this regard before. What I couldn't achieve, but I expected Ziyu to achieve it! But, I also know that it is extremely inappropriate for me to think this way!"

After Jiu Xiaohan said this, she let out a long breath silently, her eyes could clearly see that when the breath came out of her mouth, it was already a vast expanse of whiteness.

For some reason, the "boy wolf" couldn't bear to wipe his hands off the Taoist robe that Jiu Xiaohan wore for him, so he bent down immediately, grabbed a handful of snow in the blink of an eye, and stood up straight again. body, and continued to walk forward, rubbing the snow water in his hand while walking, and then cleaned the dirty hand:
"Sister Xiaohan, I can understand your mood, I can understand! Didn't you just say that there is no need to explain too much between the two of us!"

"Yeah! That's right! It's just that I worry too much!"

Jiu Xiaohan saw Liangziyu washing his hands with snow water, but she was concerned about getting to Yi'an County quickly, so she didn't stop to warm his hands.

In fact, the "wolf boy" is becoming more and more curious. If this silly girl is really the female disciple that Wu Weizi broke the rules and accepted; then, the things after that will definitely become much more interesting!
If it weren't for that "Hunting Daoist" Wuweizi, Huangfuyi's mother, Zhao Jinling, might not have died so early, at the age of thirty or six or seven.

That is to say, back then, at Jiu Xiaohan's age, Zhao Jinling accidentally had an affair with Huangfu Ruozhou, the city lord of Yi'an County who was more than 30 years older than him, and gave birth to Huangfu Yi.

However, at this moment, the young man kept in mind his determination to avenge his mother, but he seemed to be a normal person, and then asked Jiu Xiaohan as if chatting, saying:

"But, having said that, Miss Xiaohan! Aren't those so-called cultivators and Taoists all practicing? I think there is no difference in essence!"

"In terms of form, there is still a big difference. Most cultivators pursue the supreme power of heaven and a longer lifespan; the main trainer is Qi, using the heaven and earth as the furnace, collecting the essence of the sun and the moon, and combining the power of heaven and earth. Incorporate Qi into one's own body; use Qi to defend against the enemy! Daoists, most of them pursue the supreme realm and stronger control power, the main practice is Dharma, the purpose is to drive the power of heaven and earth for their own use, and the usual way to fight is Taoism!"

"Uh... To be honest, Miss Xiaohan, I don't quite understand. Anyway, they are all very powerful, right?"

Jiu Xiaohan forced a smile, and responded casually:
"Hehe... yes! If there is a fight, those who have the best Taoism should be very powerful!"

"Anyway, whether they are cultivators or Taoists, they will never be like monks and nuns who have to cut off three thousand threads of affliction before they can enter the mountain gate?"

Jiu Xiaohan asked jokingly:
"What? You have already started to think about making preparations? Or, are you happy when you think that you don't need to cut off your previous dreadlocks if you want to clean up or enter the Tao?"

Hearing her question, the "boy wolf" almost forgot that before leaving the ruined Guanyin Temple, he had spent a lot of effort to tie his hair according to Jiu Xiaohan's bun.

It seemed that Huang Fuyi, the "little seven county son" with dirty hair, unkempt face and unkempt appearance in order to hide and escape, had already "dead".

When it comes to being happy, the young man is naturally happy; however, he waved his hands again and again and said:
"No, no! Sister Xiaohan! I was thinking, if you have the opportunity to become a monk in the future and become a teacher as you wish, as long as you are not allowed to shave, I think it will be fine..."

Immediately afterwards, he muttered in a low voice, embarrassed again:
"Don't tell me, you are still quite likable in your current appearance!"

Jiu Xiaohan didn't hear the "like" behind him clearly, and then hurriedly asked:
"What did you say? Ziyu, I didn't hear you clearly just now. You walked ahead, and your voice was a bit low."

"I mean, I haven't planned to ask a teacher to seek Taoism yet. After all, I'm only seventeen this year, and I haven't even married a wife yet! I..."

Following her chuckle, Jiu Xiaohan's cheeks on both sides turned slightly red:

"Hey! You also know that you are just seventeen? You are only so old, and you are thinking about this thing about your wife? You have to cure your illness first, and then talk about it!"

As soon as she said this, she saw Liang Ziyu in front of her covering the wound on her body that was no longer bleeding but was painful, Jiu Xiaohan suddenly felt that she had slipped her tongue again.

Who doesn't want to be caught up in all kinds of blessings of classic routines, such as the time of signing the gold list, the wedding night in the bridal chamber, meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land, and so on?

However, indeed, at this moment, the young man's heart inevitably felt ashamed.

However, this self-ashamed master is not Huangfu Yi, but the Immortal Li Wu:

In this life, I am parasitic in the body of this useless and extremely mediocre boy;

Now, he can only linger with this sickly abandoned son of the royal family, avoiding the pursuit of those villains and various alien races all the time.

Even every day, I don't know if I can still see the sun rise tomorrow, and if I will be lucky enough to repay all the love debts I owed to Lan Jingchu for more than 7 years!

This, this is not the original Li Wu who was high in the sky, under one god, under all gods, how could he have such self-pity, dejected and aggrieved thoughts?
It's the old demon king Rong Xiao, and it's him again, who is about to emerge and cause trouble? !

……

After walking for more than half an hour in the snowy night forest at the foot of the mountain, they came to a clearing with a flat river.

However, on the road in front of you, the snow on both sides is very thick, and there is only a narrow muddy road in the middle that leads directly to the gate, trampled by pedestrians and run over by cars and sedans.

The city located in front of the two, relatively far away, was approaching the time of Xu, but the city was still brightly lit, and it looked like a lively scene, as if some grand celebration was being held.

The unattainable city gate plaque hangs on the blue-black brick wall.

Even if Jiu Xiaohan's blue-eyed night vision ability is beyond ordinary people, it will not reach the level of seeing ten miles away.

Looking at it from a distance, the handwriting on the forehead was black and blurry, and she couldn't tell whether it was the Yi'an County that she had been thinking about and looking forward to.

At this time, on the contrary, the "wolf boy" has the same heart as Ming Jinger.

He knew that this was Luohe City, one of the largest attached cities under Yi'an County.

However, Huangfu Zhuo, the city lord of Luohe City, was none other than Huangfu Yi's half-brother, who was also the biological son of Huangfu Ruozhou, the city lord of Yi'an County, and his wife.

The young man turned his head subconsciously, and hastily urged Jiu Xiaohan:
"Sister Xiaohan, we have to hurry up... Earlier, I heard people walking in the mountains mention that, on weekdays, at the end of the hour, the gate of the city will be closed!"

Jiu Xiaohan didn't expect that Liang Ziyu immediately stretched out a big palm, and grabbed a wrist hanging in the air in front of him.

At this moment, she immediately felt the icy coldness from the other party's palm, and even gave her a chill that directly reached the bottom of her heart.

Ok?
Coming down from the small broken Guanyin Temple, the two of them walked one after the other among the mountain roads and snow fields, and they also walked for more than an hour.

Why is Liang Ziyu's body still so cold, without any improvement in normal blood?
Thinking of this, Jiu Xiaohan let the other party pull her like that regardless of gender, she didn't deliberately shake off the other party's hand.

Instead, she took the initiative to change the shape of her hand, turned her slender wrist, and turned her warm little palm to the cold big palm of "Liangziyu".

"Wolf boy" obviously noticed this subtle change in her little action, but she didn't say anything superfluous.

I saw that under the darkness, with the moonlight behind his back and cleverly avoiding Jiu Xiaohan's gaze, he pursed his beautifully curved lips quietly, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and smiled beautifully.

It turned out that it was just holding hands with this silly girl, and it actually made my heart overflow with a sense of nourishment!

It's no wonder that among the widely circulated poems in the world, there is a saying "I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals".

The celestial soul of Li Wu parasitic in the young man's body is secretly laughing at himself. He used to be the god of war in the heavenly palace, and he lived a heartless and desireless journey in the immortal life:

"Don't leave, don't leave!"

"You finally understand now?"

"I really am, I have lived for 10 years in vain!"

"I knew it, the world is so wonderful; back then, why didn't I become a fairy early and give birth to a good man!"

"Hey……"

When Liang Ziyu's palm was gradually being warmed by Jiu Xiaohan's hand, unexpectedly, the warm current spread from his fingertips and the blood in his palm, along his arm to his heart. Invaded the viscera.

Before the "wolf boy" had time to react, he spit out a large mouthful of bloody phlegm uncontrollably.

"Cough cough..."

In the meantime, he couldn't help but stop, bent over, covered his heart, and coughed heavily from time to time.

What happened to yourself?
The severe cough he had never experienced before made him feel headaches.

Could it be that he can't touch any woman, can't feel the body temperature of any woman?

The boy suddenly remembered something that he had neglected for more than ten years.

Back then, Huangfu Yi's mother, Zhao Jinling, was also like this.

As long as she gets close to Huangfu Yi, touches him, or hugs him, there will be problems with Huangfu Yi's physical condition.

That's why she was called "the witch with evil spirit" by Wu Weizi. Later, Huangfu Ruozhou grounded her in her courtyard and did not allow her to have any face-to-face contact with Huangfu Yi.

(End of this chapter)

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