Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 37

The magic stick's eyes were empty, and those words caught his ears, making his spirit tremble.

Min Yuejun came to him, stretched out his hand and turned his head to make him face himself: "Master, tell me, why did you leave in the first place? Why didn't you come back? I don't believe that you just got angry after arguing with the master." to such an extent."

The magic stick's eyes gradually focused on his face, but he didn't answer.

Min Yuejun frowned, and said word by word: "Why, I have come to where I am today, and I can't even hear an explanation?"

Shenzhu suddenly laughed, as if there was something funny, but his eyes were full of pain, and he said two words loudly: "Absurd!"

Min Yuejun was taken aback: "What?"

Shenzhu broke away from his hand, laughed and took a few steps back, looked at him and said: "If I say, this matter is ridiculous, will you die of anger?"

Min Yuejun took a deep breath and said calmly: "You know very well that I will not die."

"I tell fortunes to people, and they are always very accurate." The magic stick put away his smile, and gradually straightened his body, "I was bored back then and calculated my own fate, and found that my fate was too hard. Before my life was long and I died early, I thought, if I leave Qinglian temple early, my master, senior brother, and juniors will not be implicated by me..."

He chuckled twice, weird and treacherous, and sarcastically said: "The master didn't believe me at that time, and said I was talking nonsense, what happened?"

He choked up and said, "I've been hiding for so long, but it's still my destiny."

Over the years, Min Yuejun thought of many reasons, such as absurd, unreasonable and arrogant... but he never thought of it, it was this kind.

The magic stick was silent for a long time, swallowed back the weak whimper, and said a little more self-deprecating when he spoke again: "How ridiculous, I am afraid that I will hurt them, and I dare not even approach this mountain. Other people's Mid-Autumn Festival reunion is lively and lively, I was wandering alone in a foreign land, the tavern was closed that day, I was sitting on the treetop with a jar of wine in my arms, watching the moon, all alone... But in the end, everyone died because of me, but I didn't even know it... Damn it. "

After hearing this, Min Yuejun opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say a word.He was depressed for a long time, and bitterly spit out two words: "Ridiculous!"

"Isn't it?" The magic stick echoed, this word really means all causal and absurd things.

He glanced at Min Yuejun, and smiled again: "No, you are not dead yet... I thought I could change the result, but I only changed you..."

"So you tried your best to save me at that time, because you were afraid that I would die?" Min Yuejun only felt that all the goings and turns were all evil debts, his chest heaved and he was tearing apart, "In order to break your life, you didn't let me die? "

The magic stick closed his eyes and said, "Cultivating Taoism and asking immortals, isn't it for longevity? I won't let you die, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Min Yuejun laughed a few times, and asked loudly, "I am not only immortal? I can't even dream! I close my eyes until dawn, and I don't feel a thing. I am a living person, but I live like a dead person. Generally...Qing Rong, you...how can you be so selfish?"

"……what?"

Min Yuejun saw his blank face, and his anger rose again: "You don't know? Ha...you don't know?! Don't you know that my immortal body can't even dream?"

Shen stick realized that something was wrong, it was too unexpected, he was momentarily at a loss: "You can't dream? And...what else?"

"What else?" Min Yuejun repeated, laughing, "It's nothing, the fact that I won't die is enough to make me want to die."

After saying this, he took two steps back and turned to leave.

However, within two steps, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, his breathing became stagnant, and he fell face down.

The magic stick kept staring at him, flew over to catch him in an instant, and shouted: "Min Yuejun!"

Min Yuejun didn't respond at all, he always had a cold face, and he couldn't tell if he was sick at this time.

The magic stick put him on the ground and checked his body, only to find that his internal strength was fine, but his body was not as good as before.He is obviously a young man under the age of 30, but his body seems to be extremely inappropriate, his organs are damaged, his body is cold and his spirit is injured. As the head of Qinglian Temple, he has profound morals, and he should be physically strong and less prone to disasters and illnesses. He is just a bluffing skin, but the inside is so riddled with holes.

The god stick did not expect that Min Yuejun would become like this these years...

In my memory, the barefooted young boy who looked at him with a little fear had completely turned into the leader of the faction with a dark personality. He was glamorous in front of others, but the hatred behind him was painful and wronged... but he couldn't tell outsiders.

It was almost at this moment that he suddenly understood the reason why Min Yuejun wanted to call his soul back and lock him up - not regret, not guilt, but just being too lonely, his life is so long...but even a person who spoke No.

The magic stick frowned, quietly looked at the people on the ground for a while, he thought a lot, the love and resentment between the two.

He originally thought that he is a dead person, and the remaining soul is useless, so he should just disperse and apologize to his masters and brothers, but Min Yuejun rescued him... so good, the two of them get along like this Go down, accompany each other, torture each other until the end of time.

After making up his mind, he stood up, cast a spell to float Min Yuejun in the air, and took him all the way out.

The disciples outside the dungeon saw that he had come to life, and walked out like this, with the body of their master still hanging in front of them - they still closed their eyes tightly and did not respond!The disciples panicked immediately, they took out their weapons and were about to strike, the magic stick lightly raised his hand, blocking them five steps away, and said slowly: "He is too tired, he just passed out for a while, what are you in a hurry for? Is there a doctor in China? Get him a pulse and prescribe medicine."

The disciples panicked when they realized that they couldn't get close to him, but he didn't look malicious.Several disciples hesitated and said, "Let's go to the doctor."

The others were worried and stared at him closely.

The scene where the two had a big fight a few days ago is still vivid in my memory. At that time, the magic stick attracted a blast!Why did he become kind after being in a coma for a while?

The magic stick was too lazy to explain to them, and took Min Yuejun all the way back to Min Yuejun's bedroom.After waiting for a while, Yun Cang, Tian Feng and others who came after hearing the news led the doctor to rush in, asking, "What's going on here?"

Shen stick stayed by the bed all the time, and when he saw a Taoist priest carrying a medicine box behind them, he said, "Come and see."

The doctor nodded quickly and walked closer to check.

Yun Cang didn't know what happened between him and Min Yuejun, he hesitated for a long time, and then asked: "Daoist Qingrong...the head of the sect..."

"Ask the doctor." Shen stick answered briefly, and then asked, "Where are Jin Shu and the others?"

Tianfeng said: "Young Master Yang and the others went to Mrs. Ruyi's place and were chatting with Xiaowu."

Shen stick nodded, and said: "I'll go and see them, you can guard Min Yuejun here."

"Senior, wait!" Tianfeng called him quickly, "You...don't you look at the head?"

Shen stick looked back at him, smiled and said: "He can't die, what am I doing watching him? I can't walk around, and if he wants to find me, I can't run away either."

After speaking, he left to find Hetang and the others.

The disciples in the room looked at each other, really not knowing how to treat the master in charge, they all looked at Yun Cang.Yun Cang sighed, and said to them: "In the future, you will be called a senior, so don't worry about trivial matters."

"Yes, Senior Brother Yun Cang."

The magic stick went all the way to the guest room, but saw that the doors and windows were closed, and there were faint laughter in the room.

He glanced at the sun above his head and knew that they were afraid of hitting the sun, so he walked in through the door and said with a smile, "Why are you talking so happily?"

"Eh? God stick, are you awake?" Wan Niang was the first to see him, and rushed to meet him, "Are you all right?"

Shen stick nodded and said with a smile: "I'm still waiting to play cards with you, how can I be willing to sleep?"

Shi Tianning had already learned about his waking up from Yang Jinshu and the others, so he said with a smile: "Your troubles are actually more troublesome than Xiao Wu."

"It's time to get rid of the past." The magic stick simply took it over, looked at Zhu Xiaowu who was surrounded by everyone, and asked, "What's wrong with this little guy?"

He Tang still wanted to ask about him and Min Yuejun, but Yang Jinshu pulled him back and shook his head slightly.He Tang had no choice but to suppress his curiosity.

Zhu Xiaowu looked at the magic stick, pursed his lips, pulled He Tang's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Tang... who is this?"

"This is the god who saved you... Cough cough, Daoist Qingrong." He Tang spoke quickly, and quickly changed his words, "Come on, call me uncle... um... how old are you, god stick?"

"I'm eighteen!" Shen stick rolled his eyes and said to Zhu Xiaowu with a smile, "Come, call me uncle."

Zhu Xiaowu blinked and said sweetly, "Master Qingrong."

God stick:"……"

He Tang: "Hahahaha!"

The magic stick pointed at Zhu Xiaowu's nose, and corrected him: "Don't call me Qingrong."

Zhu Xiaowu let out an ooh, and said, "Master...uncle..."

"..." The magic stick held his forehead, "Forget it, you can do whatever you want."

Ruyi looked at him curiously, and said to Wan Niang: "Ma'am, this priest is..."

"Friends of cards." Shen stick smiled and said, "Friends who play cards together!"

"Madam playing cards?" Ruyi felt strange, she had never seen Wan Niang playing cards with other wives and concubines before... Of course she didn't know that the cards played by Wan Niang and the other wives and concubines were different from those played by the wives and concubines in the mansion.

Wan Niang coughed dryly, a little embarrassed: "It's nothing to do, just pass the time."

Seeing that everyone was together, Shi Tianning said, "Since Xiao Wu's matter is settled, shouldn't we go down the mountain?"

"It seems so." He Tang looked at Zhu Xiaowu and asked him, "Xiaowu...do you want to go home?"

"I don't want to..." Zhu Xiaowu shrank his shoulders and looked at him, "Brother Tang, I don't want to go back, Liuniang is so fierce..."

He Tang has not told him what happened after he lost his soul, but this child is so afraid of the sixth lady, it seems that he has suffered a lot.He Tang guessed and guessed what that stinking woman had done to Xiao Wu, but the poor child didn't know that the most vicious person was not the sixth lady, but the eldest lady.He held back these words, patted his head, and said: "Let's go back and look for your mother first, where will you go in the future, and then we will make plans."

Wan Niang said to the Ruyi couple at the side: "Ruyi, Lao Fang...we are all ghosts, Xiao Wu is a human being, I'm afraid it's not good to follow us. If you are fine...can you take care of me for a while?"

Ruyi hurriedly said: "Madam, don't be polite, we are going back to the county, so we can naturally take care of Xiao Wu all the way. This child is cute and cute, there is nothing to worry about. Lao Fang, what do you think?"

Lao Fang nodded quickly, he couldn't speak, so he could only echo his wife: "You...you just decide."

Wan Niang couldn't help teasing: "Old Fang is really kind to Ruyi."

Ruyi blushed and said angrily, "Ma'am..."

Lao Fang couldn't help being shy, scratching his head and laughing foolishly.