"By the way, is the dragon corpse still on the coast of the South China Sea?" Fu Yao asked again.

"Well, I have been there for hundreds of years." Zhongli said. He left the dragon corpse for some reason. But now, hundreds of years have passed, but the dragon corpse has never moved.

"Um..." Fu Yao nodded, pondered for a while, and then looked at the boundless world around her and said, "The Yellow Milk Dream is not over yet."

The Huangliangxian was crushed. Logically speaking, the Huangliang Dream should be over. If not, the Zhuzhi's purpose will be revealed.

Now that the dream is not over, I am afraid that this dream will start again as much as the first day.

The two of them were doing nothing, sitting on the reefs in the South China Sea watching the sunset hundreds of years ago. When the galaxy appeared and midnight passed, time really returned to yesterday.

Yesterday's incident happened again, and Fu Yao, who had no intention of changing the ending, was still her bystander. It was not difficult for her and Zhongli to leave Huangliang Dream, but her purpose had not been achieved yet, so she could only wait for a while.

About five times after Huangliangxian died day after day, Fu Yao probably understood the purpose of Zhuzhi.

He might have wanted to show Huang Liangxian's love to Zhongli one by one, with the purpose of changing the ending of Huang Liangxian's death.

But if the ending changes, will Huang Liangxian die?

Fu Yao thought about it and it was really possible.

Gods are because of the condensation of faith, faith is immortal, and gods are immortal. Huangliangxian is the dream of scholars. If scholars are endless, Huangliang will always be there.

The Huangliang Fairy Spirit Body, which was crushed by Zhongli, dissipated, but the faith is still there, so he will not die. The reason why he has not been resurrected for hundreds of years is probably related to Zhongli.

After all, if Zhongli can kill the first time, then there will be a second time...

Just as I was thinking, Huangliangxian over there turned into fragments for the sixth time.

Fu Yao yawned a little boredly. She was almost counting out how many pieces she turned into.

"No need to continue." Fu Yao said to the void.

She knew that somewhere in this dream, Takeno must be watching all this.

This time, after the crowd in Huangliang Dream dispersed, Huangliang's pen turned into bamboo and walked towards them.

When he came, Fu Yao said regretfully: "I thought you were going to ambush us in this Huangliang world to avenge Huangliangxian." In this way, she could forcefully rob some divine weapons.

"Zhuzhi still has self-knowledge." Huang Liangmeng can only trap one of them for a while. Now both of them are in a dream. They join forces, and he has no room for resistance. "The master of the spectator sees the cause and effect now, and I don't defend Huang Liangmeng."

As Zhu Zhi said, two things appeared in his hand.

One is the yellow pen, and the other is the folding fan made by the Huangliangxian back then.

"These two magic weapons, including me, are willing to trade them to the viewer. I just hope that you can let Mr. Zhongli share a favor with Huangliangxian. " Zhuzhi continued.

Fu Yao looked at the two magic weapons, "What a heart-warming trading product." She now has four magic weapons in her hand. If she comes with these two, she will get half of them, "But I refuse."

This is already the last trump card of Bamboo, "Why? Haven't you been collecting this all the time?"

Without Fu Yao, he wanted Zhongli to feel compassion, which was harder than climbing to the sky. So when he knew that Fu Yao was collecting this, he had this thought.

Next to him, Zhongli looked at Fu Yao with a hint of doubt.

Others don’t know, but he knows how willing Fu Yao is to be for the divine weapon.

"I'm collecting magic weapons," Fu Yao spread his hands. It's better to explain to Zhongli rather than to Zhu Zhi's hearing. "But I don't want to get them in this way. You feel so wronged in this matter. I'm sorry for not killing you. Now I'm still urging you to let her go? Dreaming."

Compared to such disgusting transactions, she would rather rob. At most, she would be responsible for cause and effect, and her fate would be even more miserable in the future and would be struck by lightning every day.

After hearing her words, Zhongli had no unnecessary expression on his face, but his eyes became deep.

"Don't feel wronged." He said.

He never felt wronged, but Fu Yao defended him so much that he suddenly felt that, perhaps, being taken to others was not a bad thing.

"Give me the things." Zhongli looked at Zhu Zhidao, "I can let her live."

Zhuzhi didn't expect that Zhongli would take the initiative to release people when the peak was turned around. He seemed to be afraid that Zhongli would regret it, and two magic weapons quickly fell into Zhongli's hands.

Seeing this, Fu Yao said, "Don't you care?"

Zhongli said it didn't matter, "At worst, I can kill it again."

Zhu Zhixin raised this, "Young Master Zhongli," he reminded, "If Huang Liangxian is resurrected, please give her a chance."

The implication is to let Zhongli not deliberately make things difficult for her.

"Are you replacing this magic weapon for me?" Fu Yao asked Zhongli at this time, "You really don't care about the resurrection of Huang Liangxian, even if she will cause you the same trouble again?"

Fu Yao expressed respect for any decision of Zhongli, but when Zhongli's decision was related to her, she could not be so at ease.

"No." Zhongli said.

It’s not that I don’t care, it’s not.

This is completely unattended by Huang Liangxian.

Fu Yao looked at him for a while and said, "Since that's the case, then let me listen to this matter."

Holding those two divine weapons in your hands, Fu Yao told Zhu Zhi: "I will take the divine weapons and I will trade them to do it. I can resurrect Huang Liangxian, and even make her a god again, but how she lives and how she lives must be my arrangement."

Sometimes, living is not necessarily better than death.

Zhuzhi knew that there must be other conditions under Fu Yao's huge bait, but he was powerless to refuse.

"Okay, I agree." After the transaction was successful, he was still a pen, but he would no longer belong to the Huangliangxian.

After the two sides agreed on the content of the transaction, the seventh time when Huang Liangxian was pointed at the middle of his eyebrows by Zhongli's sword again, Zhongli's sword tip slightly tilted and let her go.

Huang Liangxian was not dead. This time, all the characters in Huang Liang's dreams were like paintings and half of the water was smudged, and finally condensed into a drop of ink.

Zhuzhi picked up the pen and drew the statue of Huangliangxian in the void with ink. When he finally put his eyes a little, Huangliangxian's eyes moved, and the person changed from a portrait to a living person.

She seemed to have adapted for a while before she recognized Zhuzhi, "Qingzhu?"

Bamboo was once called green bamboo.

Seeing that she recognized herself, Takeyu knew that she was indeed resurrected. He smiled at her, "You are awake."

Huang Liangxian remembered what happened before, "Aren't I already..." dead?

"Huang Liang," Zhu Zhi called her, "Listen to me, you are alive now, and Zhongli is willing to stop caring about the past. The innocent people who died in the tsunami because of you have paid off most of your debts for you over the past five hundred years, and you don't have to blame your debts anymore. From now on, you must be fine."

"I'm fine?" Huang Liangxian felt a little uneasy, "What about you? Where are you going? Aren't you with me? Or do you want me like others, don't forget that I was born at the beginning."

A trace of fatigue flashed in Zhuzhi's eyes, "I always remember these things. If you hadn't made me into a yellow pen back then, I would have been to dust now. Because of this, for you, I would not care about right and wrong, and I would not distinguish between good and evil. You are my world, and your words are my principle. For you, I can give everything. You gave me life back then, and Zhuzhi is now returned as much as possible."

"What do you mean?" Huang Liangxian didn't want to understand.

Takeno smiled at her, "Don't be so naive in the future."

After saying that, his figure gradually dissipated and returned to the yellow pen. After he returned to the pen, the green yellow pen turned into an ordinary bamboo pen.

It was also at this time that Huang Liangxian discovered that there were two people behind him.

"Zhongli?" She was shocked, and a trace of nervousness flashed in her eyes.

The fear of death enveloped her at the beginning as if it had just happened to her. At this moment, she did not have the kind of love she could not get.

But Fu Yao didn't want to hear what she expressed her feelings, so she took a sack and put her in a set of her and said to Zhongli: "Let's go."

Now Huangliang Pen is hers, and this world of Huangliang Dreams is dominated by her. However, she did not rush to leave, but returned to Chang'an with Zhongli.

She took the initiative to enter the dream of Huang Liang, and her only purpose was this. As for the magic weapon, it can only be said to be unexpected gains.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, when they first arrived in Chang'an, the passenger ship they were on was about to dock.

Fu Yao immediately got on the boat. When he got off the boat, he saw that the side of his father was waiting at the dock.

As soon as the house saw her, he hurriedly came forward to pick her up on the carriage and said, "The master is waiting for you at home."

Home……

Fu Yao sat in the carriage, thinking that she was about to reunite with her father as Fu Jiu, she couldn't help but feel a sense of being timid.

The carriage was walking very fast, and after half an hour, it stopped in front of the gate of Fu's house.

This Fu's house was the other courtyard of Fu Shilang. After he moved out of the Duke Dingguo Mansion, he repaired it and regarded it as his home.

Fu Yao got off the carriage, and the housekeeper had been waiting for a long time. When he saw her coming, he hurried to help her in person. At the same time, he said to the little girl inside with a happy look on his face: "Go and tell the master, the girl is back!"

"I'll go now!" The little girl turned around and ran in with a smile.

When Fu Yao entered the door, the whole Fu house was filled with the joy of "the girl is back".

After walking around the screen wall and entering the second door, Fu Yao had not yet walked to the front hall when he saw his father being supported by his servants.

Mr. Fu stood by the veranda and saw that his daughter was intact, he relaxed and said happily: "Yao Yao is back."

This sentence defeated all Fu Yao's psychological preparations before.

She is back.

After experiencing the wind and frost of life, and over a hundred years of long rivers, I finally returned to my father again.

"Yes, I'm back." Fu Yao smiled at his father, "It's been a difficult journey, but Ping An comes to see you at least."
Chapter completed!