Lu Ran happily rushed back to the inn with Ke Zhizi, and found that Hui Huan was already one step ahead of them, and was sleeping soundly while holding something that looked like a lamp or pot.
Ke Zhizi signaled Lu Ran not to wake him up, and then drove Lu Ran out of their room.
Lu Ran turned back to his room with a dull face, and saw that Qingwu was not asleep either, closing his eyes and breathing out.
Lu Ran kicked away a footstool that he didn't like, and sat down opposite Qingwu in despair.
Qingwu raised his eyelids and said sarcastically: "What, using a drop of blood and borrowing the Nine Heavenly Thunder, can you let others bully you again?"
"That's not the case." Lu Ran couldn't say anything, so he could only look at Qingwu anxiously: "Let me tell you, what does this 'Futu' mean, and what on earth did you bring me to Fenli Town for? Are you here? What the hell is the Wujiao?"
Qingwu didn't panic, jumped down from his seat, and said in a very calm tone: "Hey, have you seen He Dusu?"
"Not only that, I also saw He Dusu's death date."
"Through the left hand of the man in black robe?" Qingwu smiled, took out a bag of melon seeds from somewhere, and started eating them.
"...How come you know everything but don't tell me anything?" Lu Ran was unhappy to begin with, so he took advantage of the situation and started to make excuses.
"There are some things that you have to know in your mind. You are not even eighteen, and I am not even eight thousand years old. Can we think of going together? Can you truly understand what I am thinking?"
Qingwu spit out a melon seed shell and let it float in the air.
"The so-called 'Fu Tu' refers to the place where the treasure appears. Before I was captured by Xie Qiao, I hid a treasure in Wan Mountain. Some magic treasures become spiritual after a long time and cannot bear the loneliness. They have to appear once in eight hundred years to see if there is a destined person who can take them away and take them to play in the human world, and the last time this baby appears will be seven days later."
"Now that we know what 'Futu' is, then your second question is also answered. I brought you here, or rather I came here, just to recover my treasure."
Lu Ran was startled for a moment, then clicked his tongue and said, "I understand the third question. You brought me with you just to deceive others, so that I could be a substitute, or even a scapegoat."
Qingwu smiled and made a face, "That's not true, but I really didn't expect that there are still remnants of the Wu Sect that has been destroyed for three thousand years."
"They are still such a stupid bunch of people."
Lu Ran stopped talking, but he kept thinking about another sentence from Qingwu. Qingwu said that you are not even eighteen years old, and I am not even eight thousand years old. There are some things that you should be aware of.
Some things, what are they?
As soon as his mind moved, he began to think about these things.
Not long after, Qingwu left quietly, and Lu Ran sat alone, looking at the burning lantern downstairs that Ke Zhizi was guarding for Huihuan. As he looked at it, his eyes were a little blurry. He seemed to suddenly understand. What is melancholy?
Melancholy is when a person is looking for his own shadow, but he can never find it.
The melancholy Lu then said, I am not looking for you anymore.
Then he fell into a deep sleep.
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When I returned to the world, I had a very peaceful sleep.
But he was woken up with a start. Sweating profusely, he stood up, still holding the soul pot tightly in his hand.
"Sir, are you awake?" Ke Zhizi greeted with a smile, holding a steaming face towel in his hand.
"When... did you come back?" Hui Huan looked at the table in front of him. Breakfast had been prepared. His tone became helpless and gentle: "You... didn't sleep all night again?"
Kochiko hummed and handed over the hot towel.
"When I came back last night, Lu Qing said that you and Lu Ran went to rescue me. I wanted to go back, but Lu Qing said that Lu Ran would bring you back." Hui Huan smiled slightly, with a little apology.
"Lu Qing is right, Lu Ran did save me." Ke Zhizi replied calmly, neither happy nor unhappy.
Inside the room, the atmosphere became subtle for a moment.
The two of them were feeling a little cold when they heard someone shouting angrily outside the door: "Golden Retriever, how are you? Can you get out of bed? I'll come in if you can get out of bed!"
It was Lu Ran, the little icebreaker.
"What, what if I can't get out of bed?" As soon as Hui Huan and Ke Zhizi heard the familiar voice, they looked at each other and smiled, and the room began to thaw.
"I turned around and left if I couldn't get out of bed. I couldn't stand that thing, that word, what's it called, greetings... I'm so tired of this." There was no trace of melancholy in Lu Ran's voice. .
"No, that word is called "hush the cold and ask the sweat, come in quickly." Hui Huan smiled, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and put the soul pot properly.
As soon as Lu Ran came in, apart from glancing at Ke Zhizi twice, his eyes stayed on the soul pot.
When it was not lit, the soul pot was milky white, resembling a three-inch vase, but what attracted Lu Ran was the evil image of a bird's head and human body engraved on the bottle.
This demon is lifelike, like a living creature, still opening its eyes, breathing, and roaring.
"Is this something obtained from the Eight Immortals Tower?" Lu Ran asked, unable to understand why.
Hui Huan took a sip of water and told Lu Ran and Ke Zhizi all his experiences before and after he broke into the sixth floor of the "Gathering of Eight Immortals".
Of course, he did not explain that the person in the soul pot he brought back might be his mother.
Putting aside Lu Ran's constant jokes, Lu Ran also detailed what happened when he saw He Dusu in the inspection room.
The word "Fu Tu" came out of Lu Ran's mouth for the first time, and Hui Huan's expression changed.
He suppressed his excitement and listened to Lu Ran's words. Before the three of them could continue their discussion, Hui Huan had already stood up. He ordered Ke Zhizi to dress himself up, put on his big sword, and was about to go out.
Lu Ran was puzzled and asked: "There are still six or seven days until the day of 'Bu Tu'. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Hui Huan's expression seemed to have never been so solemn. He quickly changed into a black Taoist robe and said seriously to Lu Ran: "The matter is extremely urgent. Why don't I explain it to you when I get back."
When Lu Ran saw Ke Zhizi, he ignored her and put on a black dress and black dress in front of him.
The clothes of these two people looked familiar, and a figure appeared in Lu Ran's mind.
Isn't this the black immortal robe worn by the murderous immortal Xu Fang?
It is also the Taoist uniform worn by Daguan Taoist priests on daily basis.
Eight white dots form a perfect circle and fall on the clothes, just like a string of orbs, protecting the person wearing the clothes.
This is the hallmark of environmental education.
It didn't even take half a stick of incense. The two of them had already finished dressing up. They even put on a golden crown when they returned to the world. Ke Zhizi also carried the sword box and was ready to go.
"Where are you going?" Lu Ran looked at the two people as if he was seeing them for the first time.
"Go to Daguan first, then go to Wanshan Mountain!"
Hui Huan finally decided not to wait for He Rouyu to return, but to take the initiative to find her.
"Then, shall I go with you?" Lu Ran asked tentatively.
His expression was heartbreaking, as he looked pitifully afraid of being rejected.
"Huh?" Hui Huan hesitated and glanced at Ke Zhizi.
Unexpectedly, Ke Zhizi nodded unexpectedly.
His expression was serious and he nodded solemnly.
"Then let's go." Hui Huan shook his free and flowing blond hair, and a touch of infinite tenderness flashed in his golden eyes. He said no more nonsense, opened the door and walked out, walking at the front.
"I, I, I...I love you to death!"
Lu Ran followed, so surprised that he almost cried with laughter.
Lu Ran, please explain to us, what is melancholy?
