I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

A moonlit night where the mist is quickly dissipating.

　　The forest is broken.

　　 Xia Ji looked at the two mysterious women in front of him.

　　 He recalled the starlight he had just seen.

　　 Mysterious, distant, powerful.

　　 Obviously, that starlight hit the real demon severely, otherwise...the real demon would not escape.

　　 Of course, he himself wants to chase, because... he is very hungry, so hungry that he wants to deprive the real demon of something.

　　 However, the picture of the world is slowly spreading out in front of him, and he will not lose much because of small things.

Therefore, he was panting, and purple fire demon patterns appeared on his trembling body from time to time, causing the blood on his body to boil, turning into a **** gossamer and flying away, and the surrounding air was distorted due to the temperature. Looks like this fully expresses an image of "being tormented by demon fire after overusing Haoran righteousness."

　　 Du Juan looked at him like this, and hurriedly put down Senior Su Taishang, deceived him to get closer, and said, "I will help you."

　　 But when she moved, the blood-stained white-robed boy had a knife.

　　 The knife is pointed at her, if she goes further, she will hit the knife by herself.

　　 She moved, and the knife moved, and the moonlight flashed on the knife.

　　 Xia Ji hoarsely said: "Who are you...? What is the starlight just now?"

　　 Du Juan said: "Starlight, it is the power of the gods that Senior Su Tai used to save...in order to repel the true demon. This is a very powerful power."

　　 "You... are also Taoist priests?"

　　 "That's it."

　　 "Which Dao Palace?" The hoarse voice was still alert.

　　 Dujuan thought about it carefully, and then smiled: "Strictly speaking, I am also from Wudang Taiji Palace. I studied under the same school."

　　 As she said, she suddenly drew the sword around her waist, and then in an instant, there were many sword aspects condensed around her, and each sword aspect represented an imperial swordsmanship of Tai Chi Palace.

　　 embraced a swordsmanship, cut the raindrops all over the sky, even the moonlight shattered.

　　 White Crane Imperial Swordsmanship, his body is vague, even the dust can't touch his body.

　　 Purple electric swordsmanship, shocking glimpses, the sword is like electricity, the track is like an antelope hanging horns, no trace can be found.

　　 Black Tortoise Sword Art...

　　 Teng Snake Swordsmanship...

　　 Wang Qi Sword Art...

　　...

　　In an instant, many swordsmanship appeared together, as if there were many people using these swordsmanship at the same time.

　　 These swordsmanship Xia Ji will also be, it took him a few days to learn.

　　 That’s why he knew that these imperial swordsmanship did not reach the level of sword-like techniques at all, so...is the woman in front of him inferring the follow-up exercises herself?

　　 Or, there was a follow-up exercise originally, but it was not in the Dao Zang Pavilion under the supervision of the four brothers?

　　Many sword phases are born in an instant, and die out in an instant, showing a mysterious feeling in a moment.

　　 Sure enough, does this world have a deeper level of power and influence?

　　 There is even Wudang?

　　 But the master never mentioned it?

　　 Xia Ji asked in a hoarse voice: "I will live forever?"

　　 Du Juan shook his head, denying his guess.

　　 At this moment, the shouts of Aunt Hua and Yunmian came from a distance.

　　 "Little Master~~~"

　　 "Little Master, where are you~~"

　　 "Little Master, say something~~~~"

　　 The voice came with the night breeze.

　　 Su Tai looked sideways at the cuckoo.

　　 Dujuan knows, she stroked her hair and smiled: "Oh, there is always no way to get to the point, so I have to hurry up."

　　 After that, she thought a little, and said quickly: "Xia Ji, remember what I said below.

　　 It is the demon who just brought the fog and confronted you, the demon of the Immortal Palace.

And presumably, you have also noticed that someone around you is abnormal, as if they have been taken away from you. You don’t remember yourself at all and talk nonsense. Your perception is correct, but... they are not taken away by others, but by others. People dreamed about it. "

　　 Su Tai turned his head up and stared at the cuckoo.

　　 Cuckoo laughed awkwardly "haha" and said, "Now let's talk about the key points.

　　 The ghost controller of the drunk life dream death palace needs to meet several conditions.

　　First, know the real name.

　　Secondly, I can correctly associate the name with the face.

　　 Third, unable to control the same person twice.

　　Fourth, the strength of the manipulated person is below the realm of innate fetal breath,

　　 Fifth, ghosts also have levels. The longer they exist, the more powerful they are, and the more they can be controlled. At the same time... there are middlemen, that is, long-term controllers.

　　The identities of these intermediaries are strange, some are real, and some even do not exist originally, but this is just a guess, after all, it is too difficult to prove.

　　 And the relationship between these long-term controllers and the people around them and their memories are even more difficult to figure out.

　　 itself exists fortunately, those who have never existed before, can't imagine.

　　 Sixth..."

　　Su Tai Shang said: "Cuckoo!!!"

　　 Du Juan was stunned, and smiled awkwardly: "That, in order to avoid being targeted again, you can easily change your face when you return to Wudang, and use pseudonyms and false identities when asked...

　　 Then, the immortal demon was badly injured, and the ghost who was drunk and dreaming would lose its meaning even if he went out to investigate.

　　 So, the problem is not big. "

　　 Not far away, the voices of Aunt Hua and Yun Mian were getting closer and closer.

　　 Du Juan said: "Let’s talk about it first, Senior Su is here to see you, but...our formal meeting will not be too far away."

　　 After that, she took out two porcelain bottles from her arms and threw them out. At the same time, she said: "Yin-yang pills, eat yin-yang pills in the morning and yin-yang pills in the evening, and continue to eat them. No matter how unbalanced your body is, you will not die.

　　 If you can’t keep it going, take the Yin Yang Pill together. It is best to eat it on an empty stomach, but you can only use it once at most.

　　 That, we can't be known by others, please keep it secret.

　　 Looking forward to our official meeting. "

　　 The cuckoo is still windy.

　　 Su Taishang has stretched out his hands and looked up at her.

　　 Du Juan hurriedly picked up Senior "Wolong" Su Taishang, and carried him back.

　　 Su Taishang waved his hand at Xia Ji and said, "Goodbye."

　　 Xia Ji had a hunch that the mysterious little dwarf shrouded in starlight said "goodbye", it seemed that it was not etiquette, but...really would see each other again.

　　The words of Su Taishang fell, and Du Juan had already turned around.

　　 The dark gold cloak moves with the wind, presenting a mysterious meaning in the quiet starlight.

　　 Not knowing if it was an illusion, Su Taishang on her back seemed to be drowsy.

　　 Suddenly, the ground was shortened to an inch, and the cuckoo had reached a far place in one step, and in the blink of an eye, it had disappeared without a trace.

　　In the distance, around the corner, the figures of Aunt Hua and Yun Mian have appeared.

　　 Seeing Xia Ji, the two women rushed over.

　　Until this moment, the young man with the knife twisted his body and fell into the dust.

　　 Then, as the two women hurriedly called, they slowly closed their eyes.

　　...

　　...

　　 Aunt Hua carried Xia Ji, and Yunmian quickly left.

　　 Not long after, Xia Ji woke up and explained the situation.

　　 When she arrived in a small town, Aunt Hua entered the town in disguise, bought a carriage, and then returned to Wudang from a remote place.

　　 In short, I didn't encounter any abnormalities on the way.

I want to come that the immortal demon has been hit hard, it is indeed unable to control this side, and Yunmian, Aunt Hua are all "controlled", even if the existence wants to control, it is still powerless, plus the trio of things. Dressing up in disguise is even less likely to be caught.

　　 A few days later.

　　 The three arrived in Wudang.

　　 Xia Ji was greeted into the Dao Palace, where he calmly recuperated.

　　 But his deeds in Fengming Mountain City have long been passed on.

　　 traversed the Demon River into the mountain city, suppressed the government without interfering with the courage, and defeated Zuo Ci, who was best at illusionism, one-on-one under the crowd, and then talked about Yu Qingzhu pulling out from the nailed suspects.

　　 These things are simple to say, but they are just result-oriented.

　　 In fact, this is a difficult game at all. Anything that goes wrong is the opposite result.

　　 This young man who was secretly regarded as an embroidered pillow by many Wudang disciples, finally won the respect of everyone.

　　......

　　 The soft light fell diagonally onto the bed.

　　 The boy in pajamas was lying on the bed.

　　 The genius doctor sat on the bed and looked at him. Strangely... Ming Shantong didn't know where he went.

　　 Xia Ji asked, the genius doctor only said that after he left Wudang that day, Ming Shantong hurriedly chased him out, but never came back.

　　 The genius doctor accompanies Xia Ji during the day, but changes to other people to accompany him after nightfall.

　　 While getting along with the big brother, Xia Ji tentatively asked Wudang if there were any predecessors before him. They lived a long, long time, and were higher than their teacher Daoxuanzi.

　　 Big Brother shook his head again and again, but said nothing.

　　 A cuckoo appeared in Xia Ji's mind...

　　 The mysterious woman wearing the dark gold mask really has no reason to lie to him.

　　 And she also denied being immortal.

　　 and said that we will officially meet soon...

　　 Since you are so alienated from the forces of the mortal world, how can you officially meet?

What has actually happened?

　　 Xia was lying on the soft bed extremely comfortably. What happened to him this time out completely broadened his horizons, but it also made the world foggy.

　　 He temporarily gave up thinking, and leaned on the back of the bed, and began to resume the short battle before.

　　 The previous confrontation was not worth mentioning to him, not even a warm-up.

　　 However, I was impressed.

　　 He didn't use his full strength, but why not use "people"?

　　The fight between the two sides is at best in the scope of temptation.

　　, but for various reasons, it was forcibly stopped.

　　 I can't show my body.

　　 The other party seemed to be too cautious about forcing himself, which caused Hao Ran's righteousness and purple demon fire to suddenly crush and collapse, causing it to return empty-handed, so it didn't use its full strength.

　　 The starlight used by the little dwarf named Su Taishang is terrifying, and even oneself needs to be afraid.

　　 Is that the real god's urn chapter?

　　 But it shouldn't be ordinary, after all... he has never heard of the gods urn that can show this level of terrifying power.

　　 The power of his awe-inspiring righteousness is almost invincible in the duny world, even if the five hundred iron cavalry attendants are holding a lotus pattern spear, they can't stop him even a little.

　　 As for the monsters in the river, no matter how large they are, there is nothing to fear.

　　 It's just that, such a power that is almost invincible in the duny world, it seems that it can only defend against the attack of the immortal demon.

　　 Immortal Demon obviously didn't move the true character, he didn't even appear, but used an attack method that mortals could not understand.

　　 But even so, it was almost directly "killed" by the starlight.

　　 However, Su Taishang, who used the starlight, seemed to be in a bad spirit. Is this a sequelae? It seems that it is not a force that can be used safely...

　　 In addition to these "hard power", there is also a "soft power" like "her".

　　 is everywhere, everywhere...

　　 can appear by your side with different identities all the time.

　　 Strictly speaking, his strength is also hard power, not soft power...

　　 Again, what does that sentence mean when it tends to merge and become the way to the sky?

　　 Xia Ji thought about it, and fell into deep thought.

　　 The original singing and dancing side of this world is slowly fading, but the truth has opened a door to him, allowing him to faintly peek a little bit of the scene inside.

　　 But now that the cuckoo said "formally meet", he wants to come soon.

the other side,

　　 Azi was ordered to go to the back mountain. The first is to see the tree monsters in the back mountain, and the second is to observe whether the peach core planted by the owner has grown a seedling.

　　 In fact, peach pits do not give birth to seedlings so quickly,

　　 And after losing the light of the old man, the tree monsters are all bored like ordinary trees.

　　Only the two black-armored dryads, guarding the peach seedlings like guards.

　　 On the whole, this is a quiet forest. If it wasn't for Azi who knew that those things were dryads, he would really be deceived.

　　 In the days when the tyrant was away, the four big families of monkeys, tigers, snakes and bears in the jungle also recovered their peace.

　　 After a round of inspections, Azi came back and reported that everything was peaceful.

　　 Xia nodded very much. To him, the peach core is the most important to him now, and everything else only helped him gain the "dryer training experience".

　　 At this time, he looked at the night view outside the wooden-lens window, and suddenly felt a trace of fatigue.

　　 "It's been a long time since I went to see the mountain slowly."

　　 "Azi... Tomorrow and daytime, you will go with me to see my mother."

　　 This is a fraudulent act of impersonating your girlfriend with your own pet.

　　 But no way, he doesn't have a Taoist companion.

　　 And maybe going home can make his strange and terrible way of thinking slightly adjust.

　　 Little Tanuki happily agreed, turning around and secretly squeezing her small fist, silently cheering for herself.

　　 Tomorrow's Azi will be full of vigor and cheer, and she must make a good impression on the master's mother! !

Uh-huh!

　　 Come on, Azi!

　　 Xia Ji continued: "By the way, go to the mountains to pick some fruits, peaches or something... If not, let the dryads grow out."

　　 "Yes! Master!" Even in the dark night when everyone wanted to sleep, Ah Zi was still full of energy.

　　 It's just that her heart is crying.

got it.

　　 all understand.

　　 The master is actually bankrupt, right?

　　 That's why she asked her to pick fruit on the mountain instead of buying a little when she went to town.

　　'S fight with Zuo Ci has exhausted the owner's meager possessions. It's really... hard to say.

　　 Azi and the owner are both paupers.

　　嘤嘤嘤.

　　...

　　...

　　 At this time, in the small town at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

　　 There are three or two lights.

The red light showing the oily paper lanterns spilled around like blood, stained with dull light after another, shaking with the wind on the cold stone slab, making a creaking and piercing sound, like a squeak in the silent night. Needles are poking at the eardrum.

　　 Zhuang slowly closed the door as usual.

　　 She has become accustomed to living alone again, and because of her status as a “wudang family”, she mingle with neighbors of the same status around her.

　　 In such an uneasy world, being able to live at the foot of Wudang Mountain and be directly protected by Wudang Taoist priests is already a privilege and happiness that others envy.

　　 Zhuang is slowly satisfied.

　　 Although she lost her husband and daughter in her early years, but...she has another son who is obedient and sensible.

　　 Although many people say that her son is an embroidered pillow and is ignorant, but...she is still proud of her son.

　　 In her eyes, her son is a very thoughtful and assertive person, but others just don't understand him.

　　Because of Wudang’s deliberate concealment, Zhuang slowly didn’t know the state of his son’s "demon fire and righteousness in balance, on the verge of death", nor did he know what her son did in a short period of time.

　　 The night is getting darker...

Old people like 　　 Zhuang Shao like to think more about things before going to bed.

　　 She thinks of her son, her husband and daughter.

　　 Strange to say...

　　 She seems to be forgetting her husband and daughter.

　　Even, she sometimes has a kind of...In fact, she has never had the strange idea of ​​a husband and daughter.

　　 This idea was scorned by her at first, but it has become more and more intense recently.

　　 Although she was struggling with this question, she felt that it was meaningless.

　　 But, she still couldn't help thinking about it.

　　 Because it's so strange.

　　 She still remembers her daughter, so cute, so sensible, so obedient.

　　 She is a husband and a daughter, holding her daughter's hand in the sunset courtyard, thinking that when she is gray-haired, her daughter will also help her walk one road after another.

　　 She taught her daughter to read and read "Goose Goose Song Xiang Tiange" patiently, thinking that when she was old enough to speak vaguely, her daughter could speak clearly with her.

　　 The daughter at that time was her future, she never forgot.

　　 But why do you think that the daughter is fake, the hand walking is fake, the teaching literacy is fake, the husband never has it, and everything has never happened before?

　　 In the night breeze.

　　Under the moonlight...

　　 A woman with blurred eyes and silky eyes, but a girl in white clothes, is leading the horse and walked into this small town.

　　 She is clutching the reins, her beautiful profile is not covered with powder.

　　The silk robe crossed back and forth with the movement of the long legs, revealing those long, white legs.

　　 She is obviously a Taoist aunt, but she does not have a crown, but she allows her long hair to be laid freely behind her back.

　　 Beautiful without restraint, floating like a fairy.

　　 da...

Da da...

　　 The sound of footsteps, soft and gentle.

　　 and in the house on the street far away.

　　 Zhuang slowly couldn't fall asleep at all.

　　 Tonight, that feeling is particularly strong.

　　 It seems that something is ramming her mind desperately, causing her past memories to slowly destroy and melt... She increasingly doubts whether the past is true.

　　 Has she ever had a husband and daughter?

　　 She had a splitting headache.

　　 is more serious than every time before.

　　 "Ah...ah..." Zhuang slowly let out a painful voice, and she stretched out her wrinkled hands to tear her hair to fight the headache.

　　 da...

Da da...

　　 The footsteps are still not in a hurry, as if enjoying the moonlight of this summer night.

　　 "Help, help... It hurts, my head... It hurts!!!"

　　 "Ah~~~"

　　Zhuang slowly felt a lot of needles poked in his mind, and it was extremely painful.

　　 suddenly...

　　 There was a sudden explosion in her head.

　　 The eyes are pale.

　　 She rolled directly from the bed to the ground, breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

　　, suddenly her pupils opened wide, staring at the ground in front of her.

　　 she remembered,

　　 I remembered everything.

　　 She... never had a husband! ! !

　　 has no daughters at all.

　　 That girl suddenly walked into her world, and then... she had many memories that didn't exist at all.

　　 However, the girl didn't do anything to her, except that she had an extra memory of "she and her non-existent husband were killed by thieves".

"what happened?"

"How can it be?"

　　 Zhuang slowly grew deep fear in his pupils.

　　咚咚咚...

　　 The knock on the door suddenly sounded.

　　 It's late at night...

　　 How could someone knock on the door?

　　 Zhuang slowly fell into an ice cave, staring at the direction of the door in terror, his hands and feet were cold, his heart seemed to be held tightly by a cold hand, completely unable to move.

　　 creak~~~

　　 The door was pushed open directly.

The 　　 lock does not seem to have any blocking effect.

　　 Outside the door, in the pale moonlight stood a beautiful Taoist woman with long hair and blurred eyes.

　　 "Mother...I'm back."

　　 The gentle voice sounded, and he choked with the long-awaited reunion.

　　 Zhuang slowly looked at her, the fear in her pupils suddenly faded, faded, and then disappeared, and then turned into surprise, joy, and tears of fear turned into tears of true feelings.

　　 "囡囡...囡囡...is it really you?" She didn't notice her abnormality at all, that is, she had been separated from her daughter for more than 20 years, how could she recognize it at a glance?

　　 "Mother... it's me. I have only recently heard from you by accident. I forgive my daughter for her filial piety, but she came so late and worried your elderly."

Zhuang slowly got up, stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the Taoist aunt. He kept pulling into the house. He cried and wiped away his tears. He said, "It's fine to come back, and it's fine to come back. Have you had dinner? Mother will make it for you.. Mother remembers that you liked to eat Yangchun noodles the most when you were a kid. It just so happens that there are still chopped green onions at home, mother will make it for you..."

　　 After a short while.

　　 A bowl of steaming Yangchun noodles with green onions floating on the table.

　　 Taoist aunt sat at the table, eating in small bites.

　　 Zhuang slowly sat beside her, her own biological daughter couldn't get tired of looking at it, but a thousand words were in my heart, and I didn't know where to start.

　　 She looked at her daughter's dress, and said, "You...you also went to the Taoist temple?"

The Taoist uncle said while eating noodles, "Yes, mother... I was chased by robbers back then, the master of Tiandaozong rescued me, and also admitted me to Taoist temple~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Why did mother say that? "

　　Zhuang slowly said, "Mother took a younger brother for you and raised him. He also went to Wudang when he was thirteen years old and became a Taoist priest. That's why my mother said yes."

　　 "Brother?" Daogu smiled, "What's the name?"

　　 "Ah, his name is Xia Ji. It was Zhang Zhenren who asked me to take care of him, but...I raised him from childhood to adulthood, but he is really my own son. You should get along well in the future."

　　 Daogu smiled and said, "Mother... one more thing, I hope you don't get angry."

　　 Zhuang slowly pretended to be annoyed and said: "Why is my mother angry with you?"

　　 Taoist aunt said: "The master of Tiandaozong saw that I have a fate, so he asked for a name for me again..."

　　 "It's okay, your original name is really too rustic. It's because your father is uneducated. It's good to let Xian Chang rename you a name."

　　 "Huh...then I can rest assured."

　　 Dao uncle breathed a sigh of relief, and her blurred eyes smiled into threads, "Mother, now my name is Zhuang Yu, with the word Xiao Meng, and I am the great sister of Tian Dao Sect.

　　 It's just that I was expelled from the Heavenly Dao Sect three days ago, and now he is homeless. "

　　 (It is worth mentioning that five days ago, it happened to be the day when the demon of the Immortal Palace was shot by the stars.)

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　　Ps: The second time before noon~~