Mozun is Running Away From Marriage Every Day

Three hundred springs and autumns, there are many changes in the world.

For example, the immortal gate of Shang Qing Dynasty has fallen, Lu Yao’s character is weak and can’t afford the family, Shang Qing is half-dead under his rule, plus Yin Wuhui’s fall, the three thousand disciples of Shang Qing’s immortal gate are also depleted. The elder Qianyang supported it so hard that the Ten Thousand Years Immortal Gate would not be destroyed.

Chu Binghuan inherited the position of the head of the Yuntian Water Mirror and pushed the Yuntian Water Mirror to the top of the fairy gate.

There is also a total of 26 immortal monks who slaughtered the drunk building back then. After passing through the vicissitudes of life, some of them died, some were still ineffective, and some inherited their family business and returned to their hometowns to farm, such as Miao Sheng. That sword repairer, he has no worries about food and clothing, and he has a particularly good life.

Xunxian asked, not as good as a beautiful wife and concubine.

Rough tea and light rice are not as good as good wine and good meat.

Leaving the master gate and going home to enjoy the blessing, this decision is indeed not bad.

On this day, Miao Sheng was indulging in the gentle township, intimacy for a while, he looked at the pale concubine under him a little displeased: "What's the matter with you, it's like a piece of wood, it's not the first time to serve me."

"Master, concubine, concubine is afraid."

Miao Sheng puzzled: "What are you afraid of?"

"I haven't heard that the house at Xijiekou was robbed, and all five people died. The dogs and the chickens were not left."

Miao Sheng shook his heart and panicked for no reason: "Is it... Zhang Shan's son?"

"Well, I remember that the Lord and Zhang Shan met. When the Lord was still cultivating the Taoism, you two were brothers. Last year Zhang Shan died, and this year his son..."

"It's unlucky for them to be robbers, what are you afraid of?"

The little concubine trembled and said, "The neighbours in the street said they were robbers, but the cheap concubines didn’t look like them! He, they had their hearts gouged out and their stomachs were pierced. It was very scary! The point is, the focus is on the shadow wall of his house. There is blood written on the wall."

Miao Sheng's face changed drastically: "What did you write?"

The little concubine shed tears: "Father's debt is paid."

Miao Shengwen's discoloration changed, and the whole person fell from the bed: "Shut up! Shut up! Ridiculous, so ridiculous, what father's debt is paid, ridiculous!"

"Master..."

Miao Sheng knelt down on the bed and grabbed his concubine's thin shoulders and asked fiercely, "He's back, is he back? Impossible, impossible! He clearly has no bones left! It's been hundreds of years, how could he still be alive!"

The concubine was terrified: "Master, the concubine doesn't know."

"He came back for revenge, right? He hollowed out his internal organs, dissected the gold core, and dissipated the soul. That is the handwriting of Moxiu? He didn't die, right? He died in feigned death in the Shangqingtai, and he died fraud! There is no revenge. Zhang Shan, he will take revenge on Zhang Shan's descendants!"

Suddenly, the candle in the house went out suddenly!

It was pitch black in front of him, and Miao Sheng's spirits trembled three times. At the same time, he heard a "pouch" sound, like the sound of a knife sticking into the flesh, and then he felt his face sticky and his body wet. There is a smell of rust.

Miao Sheng stretched out his hand and touched his face, then passed it under his nose and smelled it.

is blood!

Miao Shenghan's hair stood upright, and quickly jumped out of bed to get the saber on the table: "Who is it, come out!"

After adapting to the dim light, Miao Sheng subconsciously turned his head to look at the bed, red blood splashed all over the bed.

"Ah!!!" Miao Sheng yelled in horror, rushing out of the door. He just opened the door, and two corpses fell under his feet one after another.

One is the spoiled wife he is marrying, and the other is the second room he loves deeply.

Miao Sheng screamed in surprise. There were corpses lying in the yard, all his concubines, his servants, his servants, and his favorite pug.

The blood trickled down the cracks in the stone bricks, the whole house was quiet and terrible, the beauty leaned on the corpse of the oriole bird, and the rat's limbs were placed under the corridor. The door was washed with blood, not to mention people, even a fly. Was madly nailed to the wall for people to admire.

"Come out, come out!" Miao Sheng went crazy and waved his sharp sword unruly, "Hua Che, it's you! I know it's you, you give me out! You kill me all, you are something inferior to a beast! !"

"Not as good as beasts?"

The sudden sound made Miao Sheng frightened his legs. He turned stiffly, turned his head, and fell to the ground on the spot, hot urine flowed out from between his legs.

On the roof, there was a person standing.

He is tall and slender, like zhilanyuzhu, wearing a red dress that is like fire and blood, and his black hair flies like splashes of ink, and his gorgeous and haughty phoenix eyes are radiant with the raging light of yin and birds.

His body exudes an unspeakable blackness, standing against the moonlight, Miao Sheng saw his pale face different from ordinary people, and yelled in disbelief: "Flower clear sky!?"

Hua Che stretched out his footsteps and leaped gently, like a piece of floating feathers, incredibly light and light: "Back then, you were blood-washed and drunk all over the building. Now I kill your whole family. Isn't it fair? If I say that I am inferior to the animals, your Excellencies should also be with each other? "

Miao Sheng yelled: "They, they are all mortals without the power to bind chickens, you're crazy!"

"Could it be possible that the hands of the drunk people can tie the chicken?" Hua Che's tone was calm and unreasonable. There was a slight smile on his lips, as if it was not him who was cruelly destroying the door. He just happened to pass by.

"One hundred and thirty-eight mouths, two dogs, three cats, a parrot, and ten rabbits. These are all your pens!" Hua Che's expression showed a slight arrogance, "I'm just a man. The way is to cure the person's body."

"Zhang Shan also said that the father's debt is paid, I think it makes sense! Yin Wuhui killed the five thousand disciples of Shangqing Xianmen, I knelt all the way from the bottom of Kunlun Mountain to beg my sins, and I pay my life. What about Zhangshan? What do you want to say about his blood debt?"

Hua Che laughed: "Fortunately, he died before I came out, so I had to seek revenge from his children and grandchildren, and pay for it."

Miao Sheng: "You, you..."

There was evil in Hua Che's eyes: "But I won't let Zhang Shan leave it alone. I will dig the grave and whip the corpse, and I will go tomorrow."

Hua Che suddenly stretched out his hand, which was a skeleton hand that had not yet repaired its flesh, and squeezed Miao Sheng's neck fiercely.

Miao Sheng was stunned. He was pulled up by the strong force. His legs were kicking in the air, his eyes protruding alive: "Ghost, ghost repair..."

Hua Che grinned and said: "The son of the devil is born evil. You think I can cultivate the way of the devil, and I will be bloodthirsty and indiscriminate to kill the innocent. Okay, then I will do what you want!"

Twenty-six people, twenty-six households.

Those who live in the world are ruined without exception.

Those who did not live in the world dig graves and whip their corpses, summon their remnants with tricks, and be bitten by a group of ghosts.

After that, everyone in the world knew that Hua Che was cruel and cruel, and if he didn't agree with him, he would slaughter people. No one dared to provoke him anymore, and no one dared to call him "the son of a prostitute".

Just mentioning the name of the taboo, the discoloration of the smell changed, and he fled.

The days of ghost repair were not good, not to mention the fighting in the underworld, when he first came to the world, his 300-year cultivation base almost collapsed because of "unacceptable water and soil".

Later, thunder disasters of all sizes were countless.

Heaven can tolerate humans and livestock, but can not tolerate ghosts, especially those who walk in the world as ghosts.

When Hua Che has completely repaired his skin and flesh, he will no longer be a ghost, but has changed from a ghost to a human, and he is reborn in Nirvana.

Then, he naturally chose the magic way.

After three hundred years of practicing Ghost Dao, now he is re-practising the same root and the same demon Dao, which is really satisfying. What's more, his ability is increasing day by day after 300 years of cultivation.

…

"Master, father..."

Hua Che, who had a high fever, suddenly spoke. Chu Binghuan hurried over to check, only to see that he was not awake, just talking in the nightmare.

"What?" Hua Che's voice was too small, and Chu Binghuan couldn't hear it clearly.

Hua Che trembled all over, muttering vaguely: "Master..."

"Master?" Chu Binghuan was stunned, "Are you looking for Master?"

Hua Che: "Kill, father..."

Chu Binghuan's heart trembled: "Hua Che."

"Kill..." Hua Che spit out incomprehensible words intermittently, as if he had dreamed of something terrifying, he stretched out the quilt and unconsciously grasped something.

Upon seeing this, Chu Binghuan handed it over, letting Hua Che hold his arms tightly: "Mother..."

Hua Che's body was hot. Even if Chu Binghuan rubbed his body with medicine, it still didn't work. No matter how good the medicine, the patient's own conditions must be excellent. For a weak disease like Hua Che, the ability to absorb medicine is better than normal. People are slow.

Seeing him shivering, Chu Binghuan pulled the quilt on the bed and covered him with three quilts in one breath. Hua Che barely shook so much.

Chu Binghuan didn't want to recall the events of his previous life.

Back then, he participated in the third Wanmen Martial Arts Meeting with Hua Che. When he cleared the illusion in the first round, he was tragically eliminated and suffered a backlash from the illusion, and he was seriously injured.

Back to Yuntian water mirror recuperation, it was five years in a flash.

During the period, he heard that Hua Che had been kidnapped by the Demon Venerable. He ignored the opposition of Chu Changfeng and Mei Cailian and tried to save people in the Fenqing Palace alone.

In the end, Chu Changfeng set a ban and cast a spell, which made him fall asleep. Regarding Hua Che's experience, Yun Tian Shui Jing immediately removed the relationship. Under the leadership of Mei Cailian, he resolutely denied the marriage contract, and also stated his position that he is willing to fight against the devil's son with the same enemies and enemies of the sects of the Immortal Dao.

When he woke up and mentioned Hua Che again, he was shocked to discover that he had fallen asleep for five years.

Since then, Hua Che deceived his ancestors, defected, and even killed five thousand disciples in Shangqing. Finally, he was captured by the collective efforts of a hundred schools. Hua Che knelt up from the foot of Kunlun Mountain all the way up and received the death penalty on Shangqing platform to comfort him. The undead who died tragically in Shangqing.

The above are all follow-ups that Chu Binghuan learned based on historical records.

Is Hua Che dead?

Is Hua Che really as heinous as stated in the history books?

Over the next few years, he visited Kyushu, searching all over the world, trying to find Hua Che's remnant soul, or the remnant knowledge floating outside, although this possibility is minimal.

He learned the truth that was concealed and then concealed by the immortal families-it turned out that Zuimanlou was destroyed by the door, and it is not the world's saying that their family moved.

And since then, I have never seen Granny Jiang again.

Regarding Granny Jiang and Drunk Man Lou, the entire Cultivation Realm never mentioned it, as if an appointment had been made. No one asked about this incident, only when it was over.

Based on Chu Binghuan's understanding of Hua Che, he is a tough and unyielding person who would rather be a jade fragment than a complete man. How could he cooperate obediently and climb up Kunlun Mountain on his knees? How can you be humiliated willingly? After being caught in the Qing Dynasty, how could he accept the capital punishment of the ancient formation so easily?

There are too many doubts.

The mysterious disappearance of Granny Jiang made Chu Binghuan more convinced that there is something else hidden in this matter.

He faintly guessed whether it was the Shangqing Immortal Gate who arrested Granny Jiang, and Hua Che wanted to save people, so he...

A hundred years later, Hua Che returned mysteriously.

Killing butchers, blood flowed into rivers.

Later, news of Hua Che's father killing came from the Demon Realm. He killed Yin Wuhui, unifying the scattered tribes and sat on the position of Demon Lord.

Chu Binghuan had imagined a hundred ways to meet, but he didn't expect that Hua Che would come directly to the Yuntian Water Mirror, went directly to the bamboo building where he lived, and met and talked alone.

Three hundred years, countless days and nights, countless sufferings, sorrows and joys, separation and reunion, and seeing this person again, Chu Binghuan's first thought was...

He has lost weight.

Chu Binghuan thought for a long time in his heart. What should be said about the first sentence after 300 years, he thought about it, and finally Hua Che said first: "Ice cube, I don’t need snow, you don’t use it either. Burning soul, let's fight for life and death with swords!"

The wind listens to the snow, and the rain breeze.

The two supreme swordsmanship collided with each other, and the entire Yuntian water mirror trembled three times.

The corners of Hua Che's lips raised slightly, and the evil charm was frantic: "Mr. Yun Miao, kill the demons and defend Dao, give them revenge!"

Hua Che threw the saber that protects his life and walked directly towards him, without any hesitation, hitting the Tingquan Sword with his flesh and blood.

If it weren't for Chu Binghuan's instinct to retract the sword, Hua Che would die with a sword piercing his heart.

"You..." Chu Binghuan looked at him in horror. Although the former Hua Che owed a lot of punches and liked to make jokes and pranks, this time it was true. Hua Che wanted to die by his sword!

And Hua Che’s reaction was not much worse than Chu Binghuan’s. He was stunned for a while before he said: "Father is dead, mother is dead, mother-in-law is also dead, master and friends are gone. I thought I was absolutely unique in this world. No nostalgia..."

"Really," Hua Che lowered her phoenix eyes, with a bitter expression on her lips, but a cheerful smile filled her lips: "You can't bear to die, are you?" Chu Binghuan: "Hua Che."

"I'm in this filthy and desperate world, and I still have a thought." Hua Che's smile became more and more delighted. He picked up his sword and grabbed Chu Binghuan's wrist. "In that case, you can go to the Fenqing Palace with me. !"

Of course he would refuse, and then he was "calculated" by Hua Che.

The fake kidnapping, the fake sealing up the cultivation base, the fake forced to confinement.

In the end, Hua Che still...

—Sorry, it took you a lifetime.

No, maybe Chu Binghuan delayed Hua Che all his life.

If Hua Che fell in love with someone else, perhaps he would be happier and more comfortable.

Unexpectedly, there is a miracle in this world, he was born again.

Even more amazing is that Hua Che was also reborn.

Chu Binghuan looked down at him, gently stroking Hua Che's sweaty temples.

Hua Che seemed to feel itchy, and he embraced Chu Binghuan's arm with nostalgia, and rubbed his face against his warm palm.

—If you were there, would you believe me?

Chu Binghuan leaned down slightly and dropped a light kiss on the center of Hua Che's eyebrows.

"letter."

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