After leaving Jiange, Gu Xu and Xue Nu quickly arrived in Longzhou.
The landform here is crisscrossed with complex ravines, and it was the main transportation route between the capital and the northwest frontier for the Qi Dynasty.
At Xue Nu's request, the two tasted local specialty flower cakes, water chestnut cakes and cold dishes in Longzhou - Xue Nu once again shared Gu Xu's senses with the "Jinghong Pen" and experienced the long-lost delicacies of the world.
Perhaps it was because there was a "fierce god" by his side that the court would not attack them easily without sufficient preparation.
These days sometimes give Gu Xu an illusion.
It seemed as if he was not on the run at all, but traveling around the wilderness with the snow girl.
People who meet them always think of them as a couple or a couple.
For example, when they passed a temple on the outskirts of Longzhou, several young monks stood in front of them and asked them if the donor wanted a lottery.
Gu Xu wanted to refuse.
His own divination skills are among the best in the world, and he can predict fortune through the astrolabe, which is much more reliable than the fortune-telling in this ruined temple.
However, Xue Nu was deeply curious about this.
She tugged on Gu Xu's sleeve, lowered her head, pursed her lips, and stood at the door of the ruined temple, refusing to go any further.
It's like a child pestering his parents to buy toys.
Gu Xu didn't expect that a female ghost with the strength of a saint would one day act coquettishly towards him - although her expression was still cold and her temperament was still calm when she was acting coquettishly, compared to the days when they just met, she was already It has a lot more human flavor.
He nodded, agreed to her request, took out a few coins and handed them to the young monk.
The young monks smiled and brought the lotus tubes.
The snow girl stretched out her slender white hand, hesitated for a long time, and carefully picked up one.
The content of the signature is:
"Because of the lotus, we get lotus root, and there are apricots and plum blossoms."
Snow Girl has been reading poetry since she was a child, and she knows that this is a homophonic couplet, which is pronounced as "Why do you get a good match? Fortunately, you don't need a matchmaker." It means you are lucky enough to get a good match and don't need a matchmaker.
The young monks congratulated her repeatedly, saying that she had won the lottery, and wished her a happy marriage with her husband and a son soon.
Hearing their words, Xue Nu glanced at Gu Xu quietly and quickly looked away. I wanted to peek at his expression, but I was afraid to look at him.
Gu Xu also grabbed a tag, which said "It means the phoenix is flying and singing in harmony."
It means like a pair of phoenixes soaring in the sky, harmoniously playing the piano and playing the piano, growing old together.
It is also a lucky sign.
Gu Xu glanced at the young monks with a half-smile, and said, "The lotus tubes you have in them are all good luck and good fortune, right?"
The young monks also wanted to pretend that the donors were lucky and they didn't know anything.
Gu Xu ignored them and patted Xue Nu on the shoulder, signaling her to leave the temple.
"It's just a trick to cheat money," he explained. "Most of the people who come to this ruined temple to pray are young women from Longzhou City who want to seek good luck for their marriages.
"These monks don't know how to do divination, but they know how to do what they want. You see, each of their pockets is full of copper coins."
The snow girl said "hmm" and said nothing.
When Gu Xu's voice sounded, she felt that a colorful bubble in her heart was suddenly popped, feeling empty and uncomfortable.
At this moment, she was obviously very close to Gu Xu.
But for some reason, in her perception, it seemed like there was a world apart.
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At the end of the road, four people stood in the shadows, watching Gu Xu and Xue Nu go further and further away.
One is a storyteller holding a cattail leaf fan.
One is an old man with a white beard wearing a dark blue robe.
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He is a hunchbacked old man with a ravaged face.
One is a gloomy middle-aged man with a wooden frame on his shoulders and a mouse jumping on it.
"I've already written the story," the storyteller said first. "You've all listened to it, what do you think?"
"I just asked you to think of a way to make them cooperate with me to complete the ceremony," the white-bearded old man said calmly, "I didn't expect you to spend so much time trying to bring their love together."
"What we practice is the way of cause and effect," Mr. Storyteller said. "If the stories we write are widely circulated, then the power of our spells will be even more powerful.
"Is there any more popular story in this world than the forbidden love between a human race and a female ghost?"
"Yes," the hunchbacked old man interjected, ""The Wild History of the Embroidered Couch", "The Romantic History of Taizu of the Great Chu", "Meat Futon", "The Monk of Dengcao"——"
"Shut up," the white-bearded old man interrupted, "now is not the time to discuss such filthy things."
"For us to be promoted to the Ghost King, we need to sacrifice one hundred thousand souls," the storyteller continued, "but in the western border of Qi, we can't find the second Nine-Infant Snake Demon sealed underground. In this case, we must The best way to create a mass killing is to make Yuki-onna lose control.
"She controls the Ice and Snow Avenue, and her killing efficiency is much higher than ours.
"It's just that, with the help of Gu Xu's blood, she has suppressed her killing instinct at this stage and is safely in the human town.
"If you want her to unleash her instincts, the best way is to let something happen to Gu Xu—and something happen to her at the hands of the Da Qi court."
"Are you so sure that Snow Girl will go on a killing spree for Gu Xu?" The gloomy middle-aged man who had been silent suddenly said, "Last time we held a ceremony, she was riding an ice crane there to save people."
"Actually, she already kind of likes him," the storyteller chuckled. "Otherwise, she wouldn't have pestered him to go to the temple to ask for a marriage sign. There would be no need for us to use causal magic to force a match.
"But now she has low self-esteem and feels that as a ghost she is not worthy of him.
"Ha, to be honest, I'm a little envious of that boy Gu Xu now. Look at the threads of cause and effect on his body - the female king of Dayan, the female disciple of Jiange, the female official of the Exorcism Department...so many Beautiful women are very affectionate towards him.
"How about after being promoted, we can turn this guy into a clone. When it comes to dealing with women, a good-looking skin is still very useful."
"But Gu Xu doesn't seem to be attracted to her." The gloomy middle-aged man said.
"To be precise, he doesn't have the courage," the hunchbacked old man commented, "After all, how can any prey take the initiative to get close to its natural enemy?
"And the girl named Shi Xiaohan has occupied an too important position in his heart. For her, he is not even willing to be the prince's husband of Dayan Kingdom."
"Gu Xu's thoughts don't matter," the old man with white beard said, "As long as Xue Nu is willing to stand up for him, that's enough."
"You're right." The gloomy middle-aged man nodded.
"Besides, even if the snow girl refuses to take action, I still have the backup plan to force her to do it." The white-bearded old man cleared his throat and took out a simple wooden hairpin from his sleeve.
"What is this?" the gloomy middle-aged man asked.
"You just play with mice all day long, and you have forgotten such an important thing." The white-bearded old man glanced at the gloomy middle-aged man with contempt, "This is what we learned from Lu Shiyao's body after she committed suicide by jumping off a cliff. It was taken off. When we used the "Zhao Ming Forbidden Technique" to turn her into a ghost, we also made this thing into a tool to control her.
"As long as the hairpin is broken off, the remaining humanity in her will completely disappear and she will become an irrational ghost who only kills indiscriminately."
"Then why don't we just use this thing?" The gloomy middle-aged man frowned, "Why do we still spend so much effort to write stories and scripts?"
"To this day, the Snow Girl is still the most perfect work we have created," the white-bearded old man said slowly, "Her remaining humanity is the unique essence of this work. If possible, I don't want to put her
Easily destroyed.
"Besides, as long as we write this story well and make it come true smoothly, then our achievements in the Path of Cause and Effect can be improved to a higher level.
"Remember, before the promotion ceremony is completed, we can be the director and the audience, but we will never be the actors singing on the stage."
