Wan Guliu was well aware of the cruelty of the world of cultivation, but he was also extremely troubled.
Whether it is an ordinary life, or fighting for hundreds or even thousands of years of freedom and happiness, he really wants his daughter to make the decision, but he can't decide his own destiny, so how can he let his ignorant daughter make that meaningless choice.
There was still a long sigh.
Not long after, stars filled the ink-like tranquil sky. It only took a few hours for the sun to set and rise again, and these few hours were perhaps the most solid night Qingyun had slept in recently.
In the past, he would be awakened by nightmares almost every night. Perhaps he could forget the tragic situation of the villagers in Liangren Village, but the loneliness and sadness of losing relatives and friends after the disaster were etched on him like a knife. It will take a long time to heal my heart.
As for how long, he dared not think about it.
After leaving home, he usually has to get up before the sun wakes up to find a place to absorb the energy of the rising sun. He also has to avoid being noticed by others. Such days of worry have continued to this day.
It wasn't until he was injured by Zhuo Bufan and fell into that dark space that he had a moment to forget his pain and troubles.
The early morning sunlight was able to penetrate his eyelids, and the soft and reddish light made Qingyun reluctant to get up.
"Dad, what do you want for breakfast?"
Qingyun said in a daze.
But he immediately realized something was wrong. Wasn't he already dead? How can you still speak? Surprised, he quickly opened his eyes.
For some reason, the sunshine today seemed a little extra dazzling, making him feel that the whole world seemed different from the past.
The past two years of living in the world have made Qingyun much more alert. He quickly got up, and then found that he was sleeping on an old bed, wearing other people's clothes, clothes?
Thinking of this, he quickly took off the clothes on his chest and looked at the Qilin teeth inside, but the result made him feel heartbroken.
The unicorn tooth is missing!
It was replaced by a group of light red marks. Everything happened so suddenly that Qingyun couldn't accept it. He couldn't help but said to himself:
"It's over, the Qilin fang is gone. By the way, am I not already dead? What?"
He stretched out his hands and kept shaking them back and forth in front of his eyes. He even pinched his face hard. Only after he felt very painful did he confirm that he had not gone west.
"So I'm not dead yet, but why is this happening?"
Qingyun began to think hard about what happened after he was killed.
As time went by, those sporadic memories were pieced together one by one by him like fragments. Although not complete, he could still vaguely remember some clues.
After sitting on the bed for a long time, he rubbed the flame-like mark on his chest and sighed alone:
"Hey, I don't know what happened to the red seal, but the Qilin fang should have been shattered by that villain's palm. Without the Qilin fang, I still won't live long!"
Thinking of Qilin Ya, Qingyun couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
First of all, this treasure has been with him for many years, and he has already developed feelings for it. It is also the only relic left by his father to him. Secondly, if there is no Qilin fang and the cold poison cannot be contained, then he will still die. What is the difference between dying early and dying later?
The moment Qingyun put his clothes in order, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Hun Yuling, who was also regarded as a treasure, was still in his arms. This made Qingyun feel lucky despite his misfortune.
"Fortunately, Mengxun's Hun Yu Ling hasn't been lost yet. Those people really don't know what they are doing."
After folding the mixed jade silk and putting it away, Qingyun could still vaguely remember that after being injured by the man, he seemed to have fallen into a dark space, and then encountered the three groups of light fighting.
He could also remember that the light that bit him seemed to merge with him in the end, but he had no clue what happened next. As for why he was reborn and why he was rescued, he had no memory at all.
"Why was my clothes changed? If a robber searched my body, he wouldn't save me if I didn't have anything, right? I remember that the package seemed to have been robbed by Zhuo Bufan and his gang, but they were even more unlikely. Save me, just leave me a whole body."
After thinking about it, Qingyun felt that his head was still a mess. Instead of being so entangled, it was better to go see who saved him first, say thank you and find a way to repay the kindness.
Without Qilin Ya, Qingyun felt very uncomfortable, but his experience of struggling for survival for so many years also gave him an extremely firm belief and strong desire to survive. Even without Qilin Ya, he would still find a way to survive.
He reluctantly glanced at Hun Yuling again. After putting it away, Qingyun lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed. The bright sunshine made him stretch out and yawned twice.
I don’t know if it’s because of his new life. From the moment he woke up, Qingyun felt that today’s world seemed different from before. The sun was brighter, the air was particularly fresh, and even his body and bones seemed to be relaxed, unlike in the past. Feeling very tired and cold.
"Sure enough, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later, haha!"
Qingyun chuckled lightly, and just as he was about to get up, he heard the voice of a young daughter coming from outside the house:
"Brother, you're awake!"
Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.
A girl who was about the same age as Qingyun jogged and came to his current room. Yes, it was Wan Congfang, Wanguliu's daughter.
I saw that today Wan Congfang was not wearing yesterday's leather pants and top, but instead put on a black and white embroidered lily skirt. It was elegant and playful, very cute, and Qingyun immediately thought of it. Yan Nanzhi doesn’t know where he is.
Although the appearance is not as beautiful as Yan Nanzhi, the girl's unique playfulness is quite similar to that of Nanzhi. Wan Congfang is holding a bowl of gray-brown juice in his hand. It can be seen that it should be a medicinal soup.
Seeing the girl bringing medicine over, Qingyun quickly asked:
"This girl is so polite. Did she save me?"
"Haha, that's natural. How are you going to repay me, little brother?"
Qingyun was stunned when he heard what the girl said. He really didn't expect that the other party would answer so directly. Now it was his turn to be speechless.
"This...this...girl, to be honest, I have no money, and even the clothes are not my own. If I want financial repayment, I may not be able to do anything. Otherwise, girl, what do you want besides money? , I should do my best, even if I am a cow or a horse, I am willing to do so."
Seeing the handsome boy in front of her speaking solemnly and Wan Congfangle's flowers blooming, she first put the medicine on the table, and then asked:
"Brother, are you really willing to do things for me? You haven't told me your name yet!"
When his benefactor asked his name, Qingyun was about to answer, but before he could say anything, another middle-aged man in his fifties strode in, stood in front of Wan Congfang, and said with a smile:
"Young man, don't listen to this girl's nonsense. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. It's just a little effort. Repaying kindness is a villain's act."
Upon hearing that her lie was exposed, Wan Congfang couldn't help but blush and argued:
"Dad, I was joking. Why did you call me a villain? And you said that about me! Didn't you say last night that you wanted to know how this little brother would repay us when he woke up?"
After being exposed by Wan Congfang, Wan Guliu's face was filled with embarrassment. He didn't expect that his girl would be so deceitful.
Listening to the conversation between father and daughter, Qingyun naturally knew it, but he didn't care about the so-called repayment of kindness. Repaying kindness is his own business and has nothing to do with what others do not want. At that moment, he smiled, bowed to the father and daughter and said:
"Thank you to this uncle and girl for your life-saving grace. I can't repay you in return."
Wan Guliu also smiled and dragged the handsome young man in front of him, motioning him to sit down, and then felt Qingyun's pulse. After a while, Lao Wan said thoughtfully:
"Young man, you're fine. You'll be fine in two days after drinking this bowl of soup that strengthens your body and strengthens your body. Whether you repay or not is another matter. By the way, I still don't know what your name is?"
"My dear Qingyun, may I ask my benefactor Gao's name."
After whispering the word "Qingyun" in his mouth, Lao Wan's mind had already turned around seventeen or eighteen times. However, he did not reveal his name directly, but continued to ask:
"Young man, how could you be naked... lying like this in the wilderness yesterday?"
Although Lao Wan only said one word "naked", Wan Congfang couldn't help but blush when she heard it, and her mind started to think about the scene that made her so embarrassed yesterday.
At this time, Qingyun was still wondering in his mind whether the father and daughter were mortals or monks. After just experiencing a life-and-death game, he was much more cautious than before, and he also knew that monks were not necessarily pure-hearted. Desirable kind people.
With lightning flashing in his mind, he sighed half-seriously:
"Hey, a few days ago in Yaoguang City, Qingyun accidentally offended some gangsters in the city. After being targeted, not only was my luggage robbed, but they also knocked me unconscious, so I didn't know where I was in the end. I must have They probably robbed me and threw me in the wilderness, which is really embarrassing to say!"
Qingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was not good at lying, so he had to hide his face by lowering his head in shame, trying not to let the other party see his expression.
"What? Yaoguang City?"
Before Lao Wan could speak, Wan Congfang screamed in surprise, but before she could continue, Lao Wan said with clear eyes:
"Qingyun boy, do you know how far Yaoguang City is from us?"
Hearing this, Qingyun's pupils couldn't help but shrink, secretly thinking that he was still careless, so he had to answer truthfully:
"Qingyun was rescued by you when he woke up. He doesn't even know where this place is. How can he calculate the distance, my benefactor?"
When Wanguliu heard Qingyun's answer, he smiled slightly and stopped worrying about the problem. Then he raised his hand and motioned for his daughter and Qingyun behind him to sit down and said:
"Come on, drink the soup first, otherwise it will be even more bitter when it gets cold."
