“Mother.”

He Xiaoyun walked into the courtyard with his sister and said seriously: "Even if we are not destined to be husband and wife, Xiangzi and I are friends who grew up together. Why can't he find me?"

"Silly girl."

He's mother was furious and said quickly: "Do you think my mother is willing to be a shrew? Isn't it all for your own good?"

"I know, I know." He Xiaoyun held her arm and said: "Having said that, Xiangzi is now capable. As his friend, isn't this a good thing? Mother, stop making trouble, and Let me go back, lest Xiangzi and I can’t even be friends.”

He's mother suddenly stopped talking when she thought that Han Xiangzi had solved Mr. Ma's problem.

"I'm sorry, Xiangzi, for causing trouble to you." After comforting his mother, He Xiaoyun said to Han Xiangzi with an apologetic look.

  Qin Yao shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I can understand."

"Then let's go first." He Xiaoyun smiled, turned and pointed to the door.

Qin Yao started and said, "I'll see you off..."

Shortly after.

 Qin Yao stood in front of the gate, watching the mother and daughter drifting away, knowing that his actions just now had cut off at least seven or eight episodes of the plot.

 Probably because in the original work, Han Xiangzi's way of licking dogs is too outrageous.

Before the appearance of the Dream Demon, the main plot was his crazy pursuit of He Xiaoyun and his single-minded desire to get married to He Xiaoyun.

He Xiaoyun, on the other hand, hesitated, wandering between the path of immortality and love, and finally chose the path of immortality and abandoned Han Xiangzi's true love.

Han Xiangzi yelled, "I don't accept it, I don't accept it..." and then he kept going on like this for a long time, including the fact that he was preventing He Xiaoyun from becoming an immortal.

 In short, as long as Han Xiangzi stops being a dog-licker, the plot will be reduced by many episodes.

“Tsk, tsk.” Yancai walked out with Tieguai Li and Han Zhongli and said with a smile, “What a pity.”

Qin Yao didn't say anything, but turned to the two immortals and said: "Two Immortals, if you really can't think of any solution, why don't you ask others? I heard that Tu Tugong is known as the human encyclopedia, how about you Ask him?"

 The two immortals looked at each other, Tieguai Li nodded slightly, and Han Zhongli coughed dryly: "What a good idea."

It is not appropriate to disclose the matter of conspiring with Yancai to seduce the other party to play the flute, so now they can only follow the words of "Han Xiangzi".

“Since it’s a good idea, what are you waiting for?” Qin Yao asked.

Tieguai Li pursed his lips, held his crutch, and hit the ground hard. In a burst of white smoke, an old land man with a big bag on his forehead appeared.

 “Shangxian, how about we discuss it?” The landowner grinned in pain and bowed.

 “What do you want to ask us for?” Tieguai Li asked enthusiastically.

 The Earth God pointed to the big bump on his forehead and tried his best to smile: "Can you please be more gentle when you summon the little immortal in the future?"

 Tieguai Li: “…”

"I agreed on his behalf." Han Zhongli took the initiative to relieve him and said quickly: "Let's talk about business, talk about business, Lord Tutu, do you know of any way to restore our mana as soon as possible?"

 “There is a way.” Tu Tu Gong nodded slightly.

 “Is it true?” Han Zhongli asked in surprise.

"It's true." Tu Tugong smiled and explained: "Every time on the twenty-fourth festival, the two immortals can find a way to induce thunder and lightning to temper the body and restore the mana."

“Twenty-four solar terms.” Tieguai Li counted with his fingers and said, “In three days it will be the Beginning of Autumn.”

"That's right." The Earth God smiled and said: "You two can find a way to attract thunder and replenish your magic power on the night of the Beginning of Autumn."

 “Thank you so much, Lord Tutu.” Han Zhongli bowed his hands and saluted.

 “You’re welcome, Xiaoxian, I’ll take my leave.” The Tuigong bowed slightly, and then quickly disappeared from their sight.

“It’s fine now, let’s wait for the thunder of Beginning of Autumn.” Han Zhongli said cheerfully, and suddenly saw Yancai winking at him.

Before he could figure out what the look meant, Yancai said, "I'm going to the beach to watch the sunset. Han Xiangzi, are you going?"

Qin Yao had no time to hide from her. He was crazy enough to watch the sunset with her.

If the emotional entanglement with Yancai can be eliminated, seven or eight episodes of unnecessary subplots for him can be eliminated.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that the original work was not a pure fairy tale drama, but a romance drama about fairy tales.

Of course, it is not an exaggeration to call it a fairy-tale drama. Han Xiangzi, Yancai, and even Hualong were among the embarrassing group who shouted why, why when they were rejected in the drama.

 “I have other things to do, go ahead on your own.”

 “Okay.” Yancai didn’t get too entangled and simply turned away.

“It’s dinner time again, Laoguai, let’s go eat.” Han Zhongli touched his growling stomach and said with a smile.

"Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat." Tieguai Li hated him for not arguing.

Han Zhongli stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm: "Let's go, let's go, we have no magic power now, and we are almost the same as mortals. The greatest pleasure of being a mortal is to eat, drink and have fun..."

Soon, Han Zhongli, who was shouting about eating, drinking and having fun, took Tieguai Li to the sea and found Yancai on the beach staring at the sea water in a daze.

“With the lightning strike method, will you still help me?” Yancai asked without looking back.

"Of course." Han Zhongli said without hesitation: "We are not the kind of people who don't keep their word."

"That's good." Yancai turned around and said with a smile, "I thought of an idea."

 “What’s your idea?” Tieguai Li asked cautiously.

Yancai said seriously: "Neither you nor I can make Han Xiangzi play the flute again, but maybe He Xiaoyun, his childhood sweetheart, can. As long as you can persuade He Xiaoyun and ask her to help Han Xiangzi play a song, then my matter may It’ll be done.”

"This..." Tieguai Li hesitated and said, "Will He Xiaoyun help?"

"Whether she will help or not depends on the two of you." Yancai said solemnly.

 “Then let’s go.” Tieguai Li said.

  Han Zhongli: “Let’s go after dinner?”

 “Eat a fart.”

 Half an hour later, the two immortals found He Xiaoyun who was having a consultation in Yongkang Hall.

 “Which one of you feels uncomfortable?”

"No one is feeling uncomfortable." Tieguai Li sat on the chair opposite her and said, "To be honest, the two of us came here mainly to ask for something."

 “What’s going on?” He Xiaoyun looked surprised.

 She doesn’t even know these two people…

Tieguai Li thought about the words and said, "We would like to ask Miss He for help and let Han Xiangzi play a piece of music."

 “Why?” He Xiaoyun asked.

After hesitating between lying and telling the truth, Tieguai Li said solemnly: "It's a long story. To put it simply, we want to transform Han Xiangzi into an immortal, but this requires him to play the room." The long flute inside.”

 “Become an immortal?” He Xiaoyun was stunned.

"That's right." Han Zhongli, who was standing next to Tieguai Li, said: "Miss He also knows that the plague has been rampant in the world recently. Only by gathering the Eight Immortals can we break through the Dragon King's blockade of the East China Sea, go to the medicine mountain to collect medicine, and save the world. Wanmin. Han Xiangzi is the most important part of gathering the Eight Immortals.”

He Xiaoyun is not a little girl who is inexperienced in world affairs. Hearing this, he immediately said: "How can I trust you?"

 “How much mana do you still have?” Tieguai Li asked Han Zhongli.

"A little bit."

"What a coincidence, I am a little bit too." Tieguai Li said: "Then let's take Miss He to the purple bamboo forest in the suburbs together?"  "Okay." Han Zhongli agreed, and he and Tieguai Li captured He Xiaoyun separately. With his left and right arms, she teleported to the bamboo forest near Han Xiangzi's thatched cottage.

But He Xiaoyun only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he appeared in the bamboo forest, so that he was stunned on the spot.

“Miss He, can you trust us now?” Erxian let go of his arms and Tieguai Li asked with a smile.

He Xiaoyun blinked and asked: "What are the benefits of becoming an immortal?"

The two immortals only thought that she was worried about Han Xiangzi. Han Zhongli took the lead and said: "There are many benefits. With magic power, you can fly in the clouds and mist, stay in Cangwu in the morning, and live in Kunlun in the evening.

 With magic power, you can hang a pot to save the world and save lives and heal the wounded.

 With magic power, you can even break disasters and save all peoples, as we just said. After making meritorious deeds, all the people will build temples for the gods and worship them with devotion..."

“Besides that, you can stay young forever and live forever.” Tieguai Li then added.

He Xiaoyun’s eyes flashed and he murmured: “So many benefits?”

“Of course, otherwise, why do you think there are so many emperors in the world who are dedicated to cultivating immortality?” Tieguai Li asked.

He Xiaoyun pursed his lips, raised his head and said, "I also want to be a god."

 “Huh?” Erxian was dumbfounded.

 “I also want to be a god.” He Xiaoyun repeated.

"This..." Tieguai Li said hesitantly: "Miss He, if you don't have the fate of being an immortal, it will be difficult for you to become an immortal."

"Aren't you my destiny?" He Xiaoyun asked.

 The two immortals were speechless.

After a long time, Han Zhongli and Tieguai Li exchanged glances and said, "Well, let's give you a heavenly book first, and you can read it first. If you can get started, how about other things?"

 “Okay, okay.” He Xiaoyun readily agreed.

Tieguai Li took out a book from his lapel and handed it to He Xiaoyun.

He Xiaoyun took a look at it and said in surprise: "Why is there no word?"

"A sincere heart leads to spiritual enlightenment." Han Zhongli said: "This is the first test. Only by reading the words from the wordless heavenly book can you find your immortal way."

He Xiaoyun understood and put away the book solemnly: "I understand, thank you two immortals."

“What about asking Han Xiangzi to play the flute?” Tieguai Li asked.

He Xiaoyun thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the evening. I'll go find Xiangzi in the evening."

 “It’s settled in one word,” Tieguai Li said immediately.

 “It’s hard to chase a horse.” He Xiaoyun responded with a smile.

That night.

Qin Yao stood in front of the window sill, looking up at the distant stars above his head, his thoughts flying...

 He suddenly thought that looking at the entire biography of the Eight Immortals, this story is actually quite ironic.

The monster Hualong who killed countless people was cleared, and the Dragon King who blocked the East China Sea was cleared. The truth was not revealed until the last episode. Everything was a test of the Buddha against humans, gods, and demons to see if they could transcend their karma and get rid of their resentment.

For this reason, plague is rampant in the world.

 For this reason, flower dragons have harmed countless people.

 For this reason, the bright colors were turned into ashes.

 In the end, Han Xiangzi, who said he loved Yancai deeply, smiled and said he forgives...

  What a nonsense.

Qin Yao even suspected that the plague was caused by the Buddha in his own world, rather than taking advantage of the situation.

“Xiangzi.” At this time, He Xiaoyun walked past the gate archway and appeared in front of the thatched cottage.

“Xiaoyun, why are you here?”

He Xiaoyun pointed to the thatched house and said, "Can I go in?"

"Of course." Qin Yao said, taking the initiative to go downstairs and welcome him into the room.

"Xiangzi, I can't sleep." He Xiaoyun said softly as Han Xiangzi closed the door.

Qin Yao greeted her to sit on a wicker chair and asked, "But what's the confusion?"

He Xiaoyun pursed his lips: "For some reason, I always think of when we were children, when I played the flute and you played the flute, and the flute and flute matched..."

“It’s all in the past.” Qin Yao interrupted while flipping through the memories of ‘Han Xiangzi’.

He Xiaoyun's face paused, and he reached out and took out a flute from his sleeve: "Xiangzi, play one more song with me. After the ensemble is over, I will put it down."

Qin Yao was silent for a moment, turned around and came to the Xiaojia, reached out and picked up the long flute: "Okay."

 Although in the original work, He Xiaoyun did not have much true feelings for Han Xiangzi, it would be a good thing for him if the two sides could cut off their emotions after this song and remove all ambiguities.

 Not long after, outside the small building.

Hearing the faint sound of flute coming from the thatched cottage, Yancai was stunned and looked at Han Xiangzi's room journeyingly.

It's him.

 It’s really him!

 This man is his destined husband!

“Laoguai, did we do something wrong?” Han Zhongli murmured in the side room, looking at the stunned Yancai.

 Tieguai Li shook his head: "Don't you see it?"

 “What do you see?” Han Zhongli was puzzled.

Tieguai Li whispered: "Han Xiangzi is determined to become an immortal! In other words, he only has immortality in his heart and has no love for his children."

Han Zhongli thought about it carefully and had to admit that Tieguai Li was right, but he was unfounded.

Given what they heard and saw during this period, it is difficult to say that Han Xiangzi did not abandon his childhood sweetheart for the immortal way.

According to this line of thinking, even a childhood sweetheart can be abandoned, let alone a woman sent from heaven.

 Inside the room.

 At the end of the song, Qin Yao put down his long flute and said sincerely: "It's late at night, I'll take you back."

 “I can just go back by myself.” He Xiaoyun said.

Qin Yao waved his hand: "Let's go."

 Seeing the two people going downstairs, the colorful people in the courtyard hurriedly hid themselves and watched their figures go away before walking out of the darkness.

"We have done what we promised you." Tieguai Li brought Han Zhongli to her side and said in a solemn voice.

Yancai retracted her gaze and said calmly: "Three days later, at the beginning of autumn, if you cannot fly across the thirty-third sky with the magic power absorbed through the sky thunder, I will help you deliver the message."

"That's great." Han Zhongli smiled and said: "Double insurance will definitely succeed in one fell swoop."

Tieguai Li nodded and said: "Taibai Jinxing revealed that after Han Xiangzi becomes an immortal, other members of the Eight Immortals will spring up like mushrooms after rain... This is why everything is difficult at the beginning. Once you get through this beginning, it will be easier in the future!"

Most importantly, none of the other Eight Immortals are as special as Han Xiangzi. They don’t need to go to heaven to get the elixir...

 As long as the members of the Eight Immortals cast spells and guide them, it will naturally become much simpler!

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