"Why didn't you do anything just now?"
The Confucian scholar glanced into the distance and said coldly, "Keeping her here is a hidden danger after all. Things may change after she goes out."
"I can't do it."
The old Taoist smiled helplessly, "As people get older, their hearts become softer. Besides, I can't do this kind of thing, so I'd better leave it to that little girl. The matters between them are ultimately up to them.
Solve it yourself."
"It's you."
Glancing at the Confucian scholar, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "He has traveled through the mortal world in countless incarnations. I remember that one of your incarnations gave him a talisman?"
"Coincidence! Pure coincidence!"
The Confucian scholar said sternly, "I just think that little dragon is pretty good and he has a level of appreciation. That kid just took advantage of it."
“Duplicity!”
The old Taoist did not expose him, and sighed softly, "Actually, this little guy is a little crazy, but I have more confidence in him..."
The words are not finished yet.
He coughed violently again.
“I won’t say whether it will be successful or not.”
The Confucian scholar frowned and said, "You don't know your own situation? How dare you continue to contact him again and again?"
"then."
"When you died, you used the dream method to forcibly reflect the phantom of the past. But the phantom is just a phantom after all. Once there is a change in the Huangliang Dojo, you... will really disappear completely!"
a few words.
This has revealed the root of the old way.
Until a long time.
The coughing sound gradually became weaker.
Looking at his exposed rotten coffin, the old man was in a daze, always thinking of the young man's words.
"You feel."
He thoughtfully asked, "Compared with the previous one, is there anything different about my coffin?"
The Confucian scholar said nothing.
He looked at it expressionlessly and said seriously, "The material is too poor. Your coffin board seems to be almost unable to hold it."
The old saying "..."
as always.
As soon as the two met, they started bickering, and they were used to it anyway.
"Listen to my advice."
The Confucian scholar suddenly sighed and said, "Even I can't predict the fate of that kid. From this, it can be seen that the backhand he left on that kid is definitely extraordinary! The deeper you are involved with that kid, the more dangerous it will be.
Stay away from him from now on."
"do not worry!"
The old Taoist said sternly, "I swear, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely... I will never do anything for him again!"
The Confucian scholar was even more worried.
When he and Lao Tao were neighbors, Lao Tao would always swear that he had never counted the exact number.
The only thing I remember is.
None of those oaths failed to come true!
"I won't leave for now."
"You want to stay?"
"There's nowhere to go anyway."
The Confucian scholar calmly said, "Stay here with you and continue to be your neighbor."
"It's okay to stay."
The old Taoist smiled and said, "My old neighbor is here, so I'm not so lonely anymore..."
The words are not finished yet.
Suddenly I saw the other person take out a brand new book from his arms.
"Just wrote it."
The Confucian scholar handed the book over naturally and said, "Old rules, help me sell it."
The old Taoist twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Serious?"
“Absolutely serious!”
The Confucian scholar was a little dissatisfied and seriously emphasized, "How can anything written by a serious person be improper?"
The old man was speechless.
The Confucian scholar understands his oath.
same.
He also understands the idioms of Confucian scholars. Once the other party speaks seriously... it must not be serious!
A glance at the book cover.
Three big characters came into view.
"Spring Shirt Thin"!
"Is this serious?"
"I'll first... well, criticize!"
He coughed twice unnaturally, grabbed the storybook, and looked at it with joy and excitement.
Enjoyable.
…
Nine Nether Demon Realm.
Spring passes and autumn arrives.
The alternation of cold and heat.
In the blink of an eye, more than forty years have passed since that shocking battle.
Since the demon disappeared.
Except for a few with deep demonic roots, most of the creatures in the Nine Realms have returned to normal, and the Nine Realms are functioning again.
The center of the nine nebulae.
A mass of mist that seems real but not real, like a dream or an illusion, slowly flowing like a gauze, is where the Demonic Abyss is!
After the war that year.
Mu Qianhua, Ji Wujiu, and none of the demon commanders or elites from the Nine Realms have come out. This place is regarded as a forbidden place among the forbidden places by the people in the Nine Realms!
period.
It's not that there are no monks who want to explore it, but it's just blocked by clouds and fog, so no one can get even remotely close. As time goes by, no one cares about it anymore.
This day.
The clouds and mist trembled slightly, turning from virtual to solid, and slowly dispersed, while Gu Han and the others in the center of the Demonic Abyss also slowly opened their eyes.
"came back?"
Return to the present world again.
To be continued...