Xue Hong sat in the room, looking at the leaky wall next to her, and didn't know how to explain it for a while...
Baochai reached out and took the sword bag from Xue Hong's hand. When he opened it, he saw that it was indeed the wooden sword that Xue Hong was holding in his dream.
Baochai smiled gently: "Xiang Ling, go down and ask a few craftsmen to renovate Brother Hong's yard. Go quickly."
Xiangling was quite smart and knew that her young lady and Young Master Hong had something to say, so she agreed and walked out of the courtyard.
Baochai took out the wooden sword and looked at it carefully: "Did my brother make this wooden sword himself? I didn't expect that my brother's hands are so skillful."
Xue Hong wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Yes, yes, as a man, it is always good to have more skills."
Baochai: "Brother Hong, what are you going to tell your sister?"
Xue Hong: "Brother, I don't know where to start."
Baochai tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "First question: Brother Hong, are you an immortal?"
Xue Hong: "No."
Baochai: "Second question, where is the Evil Heaven? What is Thirty-Six Hairpins?"
Xue Hong knew that the matter had reached this point and that there was no point in hiding it. Instead of letting Baochai make random guesses and worries, it was better to tell her everything he could.
Xue Hong tidied up his words and said: "The Evil Heaven is inhabited by a group of monsters who specialize in playing with the evil spirit of infatuated men and resentful women.
The so-called thirty-six hairpins are divided into three volumes: main, deputy, and deputy. Sister, you are the first of the original twelve hairpins in the main book. This is the most important step in their plan."
Baochai's expression was a little gloomy: "Doesn't that mean that everything about me has been arranged by Ni Qingtian? The future will also be..."
Xue Hong quickly interrupted Baochai's train of thought: "Sister, don't think so wildly. How can a group of evildoers have the right to control the fate of my sister, Xue Hong!"
To be honest with my sister, my brother made a big fuss today and tore down the evil vigilante witch! If it were in heaven, I would still be afraid of her, but in the lower world, I don’t say that your brother is invincible, but he is not afraid of anything.
people."
Xue Hong forced out a little blood essence from his fingertips. This essence blood contained the original Qi of Da Huang Ting. Xue Hong took off the jade pendant from his waist, blended the essence blood into it, and handed it to Baochai.
"Sister, take this jade pendant with you. It contains brother's true energy. With it, no demons or monsters can touch you in this world!"
Baochai took the jade pendant, looked at the looming golden light on the jade pendant, and joked: "Brother said he is not a fairy? He can even go to the sky. Now he has such magical powers, how can he not be a fairy?"
Xue Hong said quickly: "For the time being, I am not considered an immortal as a brother, and I don't even dare to be considered a supernatural being."
What are magical powers? The Taoist Tiangang thirty-six magical powers and the earth evil seventy-two minor magical powers! That’s called magical powers. Note that these two are not the same thing as the thirty-six transformations and the seventy-two transformations, so don’t confuse them.
Baochai laughed and said, "Then what my brother said means that he will become an immortal in the future?"
Xue Hong: "Who knows what will happen in the future? By the way, Baochai, do you want to try the feeling of flying into the sky and traveling around the world?"
Baochai's eyes lit up, but she still had some rationality: "I think so, but as Mr. Dongpo said, it's always cold at high places. It's so cold now that I'm afraid my sister won't be able to bear it."
Xue Hong smiled when he heard this: "What's so difficult about this?"
Xue Hong stood up and put a hand gently on Baochai's shoulder. In an instant, Zhenqi enveloped his whole body. Baochai could no longer feel any cold wind, but only warmth.
Xue Hong stretched out his hand and waved, and the wooden sword automatically flew back into the room.
Xue Hong's true energy enveloped Baochai, turning into an afterimage that rose from the ground and flew high into the sky.
In just an instant, from the ground, the two of them had disappeared.
Baochai was surprised, happy and scared at the same time!
Flying is a longing engraved in human bones. Now that I have achieved my wish, I am happy.
But looking at the capital city below and the misty clouds and smoke around me, I can't help but feel a certain fear of heights.
Baochai's body suddenly softened, and Xue Hong had no choice but to put his arms around Baochai's slim waist and let her lean against him.
"Don't be afraid Baochai, my brother is here! Look below, that's the palace."
When Baochai heard this, he looked down and saw a place about one foot square. He didn't think it was the palace.
After a while, Baochai seemed to get used to it, and her round face was full of joy. From time to time, she curiously stretched out her hand to touch the surrounding clouds.
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Xue Hong's ears: "Little friend! Come out and talk!"
Xue Hong's face was filled with joy: "Holy Monk Jigong?"
Immediately, Xue Hong pressed his head and headed to a deserted suburb outside the capital.
About twenty feet away from the ground, you could clearly see a sloppy monk wearing tattered monk robes. He was holding a broken cattail leaf fan in his hand, shaking it from time to time, and a wine gourd in his other hand.
Xue Hong smiled and said to Baochai: "Sister, follow me as brother to see a holy monk."
Baochai: "Holy monk?"
Xue Hong smiled without saying a word and fell down with Baochai.
When Jigong saw Xue Hong coming down with Baochai, he stood up from under the tree and said, "Congratulations, congratulations! Is this my sweetheart? I'm a bit young, but you are really close to each other."
It’s a great fate!!”
Xue Hong only thought that Jigong was joking and explained: "The holy monk misunderstood. This is my sister, Baochai."
Baochai bowed slightly: "Little girl, I have seen the holy monk."
Jigong shook his fan when he heard Xue Hong's words, frowned and calculated for a while, and then laughed and said: "Hahahaha! That's it! Girl, if you want your dreams to come true, there are still hardships! But,
The result must be good."
Baochai pointed to himself with some hesitation: "The holy monk is talking about me?"
Jigong smiled kindly: "If not a girl, who else could you have? Your bad fate has been cut off by your brother, and what you have in mind is your good fate.
When all the lands are ennobled, it will be the right time to return to the throne."
Xue Hong's hair stood up after hearing this. What the hell? Someone is trying to trick my sister? She is only thirteen! Hearing what the holy monk meant, my sister is still in love with him??
You beast! My sister is only thirteen! If I catch you, I’ll give you a discount on my legs!!
Xue Hong's heart was filled with wild waves, but his face was still like spring breeze. He asked with a smile: "Does the holy monk know who that is? As an elder brother, it would be better for me to communicate with him."
Jigong smiled half-heartedly and patted Xue Hong with his fan: "I can't say it now, so you don't have to worry about anything. If you say it before the time comes, this good relationship will not be achieved. Just let nature take its course!"
Only then did Xue Hong give up, while Baochai was filled with joy. He originally thought it was just a fantasy, but he didn't expect that there would be a turn for the better in the future, and that one day he would achieve enlightenment!
Xue Hong: "By the way, where did the holy monk go after being away for so long?"
Jigong shook the wine gourd: "Go and solve two evil obstacles in the world~"
As he spoke, he opened the wine gourd. The next moment, a centipede more than ten feet long with one leg missing flew out of the wine gourd, and a toad the size of a millstone!
Baochai was so frightened that she shrank into Xue Hong's arms.
Xue Hong comforted Baochai and asked puzzledly: "Are these two..."
Jigong: "Isn't this the same fake monk who came to kill you that day?"
Xue Hong suddenly realized: "It turns out to be them. No wonder there is a lame and a leprosy behind after turning into a human being. By the way, holy monks, they also have a magic mirror in their hands. Don't let mortals pick it up!"
Jigong slapped the wine gourd again: "Hey! It's here too!"
Xue Hong: "Since the mirror is in the hands of the holy monk, I feel relieved."
Jigong shook his head: "No! The poor monk happened to be short of wine, so he smashed the bronze mirror and exchanged it for this gourd of wine."
Xue Hong: "He must be a holy monk!"
At the same time, Xue Hong was secretly gloating: If Jing Huan knew that his treasure had been smashed by a holy monk and sold for rags, would he be so angry that he vomited blood?