I Have a Date with Fox Demon

Zhao Yuhui's words echoed in my head like a lantern, Zhuo Yi's appearance masked his voice.

Thinking of the scene in the tomb, his empty eyes couldn't stop the tears from flowing down.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yuhui looked at me but didn't say anything. He only cried and panicked, "Just tell me what happened."

"Zhuo Yi is dead." "To save me."

Zhao Yuhui was stunned. His expression had also dimmed down as he held onto my head in a comforting manner, "It's okay, it's okay. It's all over."

While speaking, the door was pushed open, and Brother Xiang and the other two ran in quickly.

"Feng, are you alright?" Brother Xiang asked: Where's Zhuo Yi's, where's second senior brother?

The three of them looked at me with the same hopeful eyes. Ren Tianci's gaze swept across my hands, and the Tianque Sword was still in my hands.

"Brother Zhuo's sword!" Ren Tianci pointed with his finger and asked, "Why is it in your hand? What did you do to him? "

Zhao Yuhui opened his mouth to say something, but I stopped him. I took a deep breath and told the three of them everything that happened in the tomb.

The three of them had different thoughts. Ren Tianci immediately jumped up and pointed at my nose and scolded: "Brother Zhuo was obviously killed by you. You beast, I …"

As Ren Tianci said this, he rushed towards me. I didn't think about hiding, if beating me up would make them feel better, I didn't mind.

I think so, but Zhao Yuhui is not. He stopped me from looking at Ren Tianci and said lightly: "It's better to not mourn over the fact that I can't come back to life."

"If it weren't for you two, how could my second senior brother die? "You two, let go!" Ren Tianci was grabbed by the two by the arms as he walked towards the door. He cursed as he walked.

Zhao Yuhui turned his head to look at me and curled his lips. I bitterly smiled and said, "You also think that I was the one who killed him?"

Zhao Yuhui was silent for a moment, then said: "I believe that my eyes did not misjudge the person, you are not that kind of person."

"But he did die because of me. I never thought I would die because of it!" I looked at my hands and saw only a patch of scarlet, more and more, strolling all over my body.

Seeing the Tianque Sword that was lying quietly at the side reaching out to pick it up, Zhao Yuhui instantly understood what I wanted to do. After snatching the Tianque Sword away first, a Tranquil Heart Rune came over to my chest and I only heard his voice: "Go to sleep, get a good night's sleep, this is all just like a dream."

His upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and his face was sunken … He fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, it was already the afternoon of the same day. There was a dazzling array of food Tianque Sword placed on the table in front of me.

Zhao Yuhui got off the bed and walked out. With his eyes tightly shut, he suddenly asked: "How was it? Are you feeling better? "

"Thank you." I laughed. "Much better."

"Let's eat." Zhao Yuhui said, "Life and death are determined by fate. Since he has such a calamity that can't be blamed on others, you should know about it after cultivating for so long."

With a bitter smile, I sat down beside Zhao Yuhui.

"What about them?" After eating two bites, he put down his chopsticks and asked Zhao Yuhui.

"Let's go." "Just three hours ago."

"Brother Xiang should still be angry at me." I curled my lips and laughed.

Zhao Yuhui glanced at me and said, "He's not angry with you. He wants you to return to Xiangxi to find him."

"Really?" I was suddenly in a state of ecstasy.

"Everyone has a mirror in their heart. Whether it's right or wrong, good or evil, they all have their own judgments." Zhao Yuhui pointed to the sword and said, "Since you promised the sword's master, then you must do it."

"Of course." I clenched my fists and said, "At the cost of my life, I will also investigate the culprit that plotted against the Zhuo Family."

"After we leave this place tomorrow, I will ask Master about the Zhuo Family and hope that it will be of some help to you."

"Are we leaving tomorrow?" I said, surprised.

"Why?" Zhao Yuhui tilted his head and said: "You still don't want to leave?"

"No." He stood up and walked out of the room. "I have something to take care of. I'll be right back."

Leaving the inn, he walked straight towards Mr. Wen's house.

Mr. Wen was sitting in a rocking chair with a pipe in his mouth. He was quite relaxed. When he saw me walking over from afar, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me. He smiled and said, "Where are the guests coming from?"

"From the boar." I laughed.

Mr. Wen sat up straight. After looking up and down, he stood up and walked into the house with his hands behind his back. I followed.

This time, unlike last time, he brought me a stool and poured a cup of tea before saying, "I see that you don't have three heads and six arms, so how could you run out of there?"

"So Mister already knew." I grinned.

Mr. Wen nodded without batting an eyelid and said, "And then?"

"Then I want to ask you a question." I replied respectfully, "To be honest, my descendant was already dead in the midst of tens of thousands of people. General Wen Ye's Heroic Spirit saved me and said a few thought-provoking words, I hope that Mr. Wen can enlighten me."

"Go ahead." Mr. Wen said as he took a puff of smoke.

"Is General Wen Ye's soul not complete?" I asked word for word.

Mr. Wen nodded. "A sacred order from the Celestial Sect of Wonders saved you from the suffering of General Wen. However, before the divine order arrived, a small part of his soul had already been sent to the reincarnation cycle. Your simple heroic spirit is not his complete form."

"Sure enough." I was suddenly enlightened. "Is the seal of ten thousand men loose?"

Mr. Wen continued to nod. "It was three years ago when the God of Slaughter woke up from his slumber. However, the whereabouts of that portion of the general's soul is still unknown."

"What if we can't find that part of the soul? "These ten thousand people …"

"The day that the God of Slaughter appears is the day when the mountains and rivers shatter." Mr. Wen seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and his expression was completely at ease.

"In that case, sorry to disturb you." He stood up and walked out of the house.

"Little guy." Mr. Wen's voice suddenly came from behind me.

He turned to Mr. Wen and asked, "What is it?"

Mr. Wen waved his hand and threw me half a jade pendant! I frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"Take it." Mr. Wen said with a smile, "Whether or not you can go home in the future will depend on this jade pendant."

Even though he was perplexed, he still expressed his gratitude and walked out of the room.

The next morning, after packing his luggage, he rode his camel and Zhao Yuhui and left Zuo Ye City.

When Zhao Yuhui and I parted ways at the Marquis Airport in Dunhuang, Tianque Sword s were not allowed to bring aircraft there. But Tianque Sword s have also been here for quite some time, so I could be reasoned with for a while, and under emotional circumstances, they entrusted the transport to me. I didn't know how to feel about sitting in my seat and waiting for the plane to take off. Zhuo Yi dying would more or less draw a gap between us.

Suddenly, I thought of the dumplings my mother had packed for me. I thought of the hardworking figure in the kitchen. How long had it been since I had come home to see them?

Cripple Leg is determined to get the Map of Mountains And Rivers. The reason why I gave Mage Ku Hui one is because I'm sure that they won't dare to do anything to him? But the half in my bag is a sweet potato, and I can't give it to anyone else. This half is my bargaining chip with Cripple Leg.

The 12 apostles were each more terrifying than the last. Right now, I was like an ant under the feet of a giant, if the giant wanted to stomp me to death, it would be easier than flipping his hands.

Thinking about that, he immediately jumped up from his seat, and the flight attendant's voice sounded, "Sir, where are you going? The plane is about to take off. "

"I want to go home." I said

"..."

After three hours of flight, the plane finally landed at Mang Shan airport.

Peony Flower City, Thousand Year Imperial City. I've lived in this city for eighteen years and I've come back.

Having been wandering outside for nearly two years, the appearance of Flower City had already undergone earth-shattering changes when he returned here.

The road was widening. The only thing that didn't change was still the busy street.

He took a taxi home.

Home is still the same, I have always had the key to the house, the same layout, nothing has changed, my room is still the same, everything seems the same, but people have grown up.

She took out her cellphone and called her father. When she heard I was back, she was overjoyed and took a leave of absence on the same day. My father, on the other hand, I suspected that I wasn't really my own son.

After waiting at home for half an hour, their parents opened the door with bags of dishes in their hands.

Mother grabbed my face and looked left and right before saying with tears in her eyes, "Yuan Yuan has lost weight."

When he heard his mother's voice, he thought of the grievances of the past few days and softly sobbed in her arms.

Beside him, his father said coldly, "Why are you crying like that? Hurry up and help your father cook."

The old man's temper was still so bad that tears turned into smiles.

I told my mother my story in a joking tone. At home, I had always treated my mother like a friend and told her everything, remembering that I had asked my mother to write a love letter to a girl when they were just starting primary school, because my handwriting was so ugly, and my father had been afraid of him ever since I was a child, but now I could feel the love he felt for me under his stern appearance.

Back at home, I learned what it meant to be a safe haven, a wanderer outside the city. The new year is coming soon, let's go home and have a good New Year, no matter whether it is sadness or joy, good or bad, time will never come back, let's not let our regrets haunt us.

After staying at home for two days, my mother asked for two days of leave. bald man gave me some money, so I brought my mother to buy some clothes, and even now, I still remember my mother's smile, but never in my wildest dreams did I expect that this meeting would be the last time we would meet.

On the third day, Brother Xiang called. There were only four words on the phone, "Talk properly".

I didn't want to face Brother Xiang's scolding. Zhuo Yi's matter had always been a knot in my heart, but I had to face it. Under my mother's gaze, I boarded the train to Xiangxi.