Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Chapter 6

The black cat quickened the pace of leaving: "Bah, you ruthless, bald old hag!"

After poking Zhao Fushuang's sore spot, Lao Hei walked away cursing.

Zhao Fushuang was not annoyed, she walked to the stream and leaned over to look.

Tsk, one more look hurts!
She touched her barren head in a daze, and she really became a bald old hag.

An old face, a bent back, a bald head with no grass growing, and a white shirt.

With an old and ugly face and strange clothes, he lived like a ghost who died unjustly.

Walking to a nearby village, I borrowed a coarse sackcloth and changed into it, so as not to make myself look so scary.

After changing her clothes, Zhao Fushuang was a little silent, her originally bright eyes completely lost their radiance as the essence and blood all over her body melted away.

Without that young and beautiful skin, she really lived like a bunch of walking dead.

She is notorious, but fortunately she has a good family background, the world no longer looks down on her, in order to please her parents, they still bite the bullet and praise her for being the king.

Now, due to an accident, she has survived for 300 years, and today she has even returned the skin that her parents gave her.

Zhao Fu's rough voice was vicissitudes and sadness, "It doesn't matter whether this ghost looks good, the way of heaven is like reincarnation, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the ghost is demanding debts, and it will be wiped out, but there will be another result."

Using bamboo as a walking stick, Zhao Fu staggered on the muddy path and moved all the way to the next village without stopping.

She is like a marionette, about to fall apart, but miraculously she can keep walking.

In January, she finally arrived at Yuxi Village.

Step by step, he climbed up a hundred stone steps and came to a very clean and tidy farmer's yard.

Stopped and listened, at this moment, the woman's painful sobbing came faintly from the room in the courtyard, "Senior brother, I am not reconciled, I don't want to reincarnate, I just thought of you, I don't want to just be in such an endless reincarnation."

Zhao Fushuang knew that the person who was speaking was Guo Rongyin, the fourth apprentice of the former head of the Yunding Sect in Mayfly Mountain, and Yi Huang's fourth junior sister.

Guo Rongyin is also her father's fourth senior sister, and her mother's senior senior sister.

She once followed Yi Huang to quell the chaos of the demon clan, and at the critical moment, she blocked the inevitable move for Yi Huang, and fell under the eternal reincarnation curse of the demon clan.

This Eternal Reincarnation Curse is hateful because it doesn't kill people all at once.

When the attack occurs, the whole body is covered with demonic energy. If there is a strong person who can use his own cultivation to cross him into the cycle of reincarnation, he can survive.

Wait for the next reincarnation, continue to attack, continue to reincarnate, so it is called the eternal reincarnation curse!
And the seventh-grade elixir, Mi Curse Pill, which she had exhausted her whole body to refine, was just the antidote for this eternal reincarnation curse!
After a long time, Yi Huang's cold and deep sigh came from the room: "Rongyin!"

The woman seemed to be in more and more pain, and her voice became weaker and weaker, "Senior Brother, I am in so much pain, I really want to be relieved, Senior Brother, can you give me a relief?"

The voice of the man in the room was deep and full of determination, "Wait a minute, the antidote is only two medicines away, at most two lives, I will definitely take you back to Mayfly Mountain."

Zhao Fushuang will remember Yi Huang's voice till death!

She smiled, pushed the door open on crutches, and staggered in.

She said, "Although that's the case, how do you obtain thousand-year-old golden clematis and ten-thousand-year heavy buildings? The lack of medicinal plants in this continent is not a day or two. Didn't you search for these medicinal materials for thousands of years without success?"

His hoarse voice was like a broken gong, which was really not pleasant.

Hearing her voice, Rong Yin who was originally lying on the bed looked up.

The black face shrouded in black smoke was full of tears, and the three thousand black hairs still showed frailty. Even though the face was black, just looking at the facial features, it was not difficult to see how delicate and lovely a woman was when her skin was normal.

Zhao Fu took a double look at Rong Yin before turning to the man standing by the bed.

A face with sharp edges and corners, but ruthless.

I haven't seen him in 300 years, but he is still the same, white clothes better than snow, elegant and dusty, whoever sees him for the first time is not shocked like a heavenly man.

It's been a long time, a sanctimonious, dog-like person, a cold-hearted dog!

Yi Huang, the owner of Mayfly Mountain!
"Who are you?" Yi Huang's voice was clear and cold, without any emotion, and completely lost the softness he had just said to Rong Yin.

Zhao Fushuang gave an old smile, and reported her family name, "Zhao Fushuang."

After Zhao Fushuang said her name, the expression on Yi Huang's face remained unchanged, "How does the old lady know that I need thousand-year golden clematis and ten thousand-year heavy building?"

old lady?
Zhao Fushuang really laughed this time.

He looks like he doesn't remember her?
Heh, how dare he not remember her during the 300 years she spent in agony? !

Zhao Fushuang said leisurely: "Young man, with your appearance, it's not too much to call me aunt?"

Zhao Fushuang, who was prostrate at his feet 300 years ago, no matter how daring she was, she would not desecrate this person like this!

But Zhao Fu, who has lived for 300 years, dares, she is fearless, she is afraid that her words will not be able to poke people more!
Yi Huang's cold eyes could see that Rong Yin was already dissatisfied before he could speak. Enduring the pain, he panted and scolded, "Where did you come from, how dare you disrespect my senior brother like this?"

"Heh, your elder brother, the emperor? You need to kneel down three times and knock down nine times when you see him?"

"My senior brother is the owner of Mayfly Mountain. Even the kings of the countries in Junwu Continent will respectfully call out the owner of the mountain when they see it. What are you?!"

Zhao Fu smiled: "So, there are many people in the world who are blind."

A person like Yi Huang, who has been in a high position all the year round, and has an aura of being an immortal who is far away from the hustle and bustle, he probably has never heard of anyone being disrespectful to him in his life.

Wouldn't I have to carefully kneel down and worship him when I was back then?

Thinking about it now, who is not a person in the world of mortals, she was also very blind back then!

"you!"

"Junior Sister." Yi Huang stopped Rong Yin indifferently.

Can come to this place at this time, and can clearly state the medicine that he has been looking for for many years without success, can this person still not know who he is?
Knowing his identity, but still speaking rudely, even if he came prepared, how can he tell right from wrong with her in a few words!
Why bother to fight pointlessly!
Yi Huang turned to Zhao Fushuang, his voice still calm: "Why is the old lady here?"

"Don't worry, your junior sister won't die for a while, I will tell you slowly." Zhao Fushuang sat down on a bamboo stool in the room with difficulty.

This old woman spoke bad words and was tricky all over, she was clearly here to find fault!

Rong Yin was tortured by the demonic energy, his face was grim, "Brother, I don't want to see her, let her go!"

Yi Huang suppressed Rongyin's displeasure, "Listen to her!"

Looking at Yi Huang's calm eyes, how could Zhao Fushuang not know that this decent-looking hypocrite didn't take her seriously at all, and he naturally didn't care about her disrespect.

"You are not only short of these two medicines, you are also short of an alchemy furnace."

"If you want to refine the curse pill that can break the curse of eternal reincarnation, you need a cinnabar pill furnace, but cinnabar is afraid of fire and cannot withstand the burning of the red flame purgatory. You can't get a fireproof cinnabar pill furnace. You can use as many precious medicinal materials as you want. All the elixir will be useless to solve the curse."

"Also, even if you collect everything, Bai Huanheng, the only eighth-rank alchemist in the world, ascended 300 years ago."

"So, the chances of you, a little sixth-rank alchemist, being able to successfully refine this cursing pill are less than two."

(End of this chapter)