Time passed very slowly and dull, but it seemed to be very fast and sweet.
It has been almost a year since the two got married.
On this day, Duanmu Ci finally taught Xie Fu Yueyin how to unseal the dead seal, but strangely she did not teach Xie Fu how to write the seal.
No matter how advanced the method of unraveling the seal is, it is nothing more than the secret of the method. The most difficult and crucial part in unraveling the Yueyin Death Seal lies in the person, the person who unravels the seal.
The determination and courage to sacrifice one's life for the other party, and the perseverance to bear the pain of Yueyin's death seal during the process of unraveling the seal. There is a danger in this that the person who unravels the seal will die at any time.
This is why the world has always believed that the Taoist Tianzong Yueyin Death Seal is unsolvable and incurable.
The requirements for unblocking the seal are too difficult to meet. Even if they have the determination and courage to sacrifice their lives for the other party, how many people will endure pain beyond death in the process of unblocking the seal?
From the first time Duanmuci saw Xie Fu, she had a special impression of him, because Xie Fu was the one chosen by the junior sister in the first month, and she knew the junior sister very well.
Facts have proved that Xie Fu is very special, so special that she fell in love with him and became his wife.
Duanmuci asked calmly: "Fu, if I get the Yueyin Death Seal, will you be willing to unravel it for me?"
Xie Fu smiled calmly: "I don't want to answer this question. Whatever answer you have in mind is the answer."
Duanmuci smiled slightly, obviously he was asking too much, if he didn't know the person he slept with day and night, could he still be considered his wife? Is he still a qualified wife?
Duanmu Ci said softly: "You have worked hard these days."
"Why bother? I'm very happy."
As Fu Xie said this, he hugged Duanmuci and sat on his lap. Duanmuci naturally rested her head on his shoulder and chest. This was probably a sign of intimacy.
The two looked at the sunset and enjoyed the beauty of this companionship together.
Xie Fu gently stroked Duanmuci's black hair.
He loved her hair very much, and every time he saw it, it always felt like a waterfall pouring down from a mountain stream on a quiet moonlit night.
And every time he touches it, he can always strongly feel the indescribable gentleness emanating from it, like silk, like water and wind.
Duanmuci stared ahead, thoughtfully.
She didn't notice at all that Xie Fu's eyes had moved from the light in the mountains to her face. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, it couldn't compare to the beauty in his arms.
She was like a jade-carved goddess, dignified, elegant, gentle and quiet, all of which fascinated Xie Fu.
Xie Fu stretched out his fingers to gently touch the faint scars on her face. The scars were already very faint, and you could only see them clearly if you got closer.
Fu Xie would wipe Duanmuci's face with potato juice every day to remove scars, which were also scars in his heart.
No matter how faded the scars are, or even disappear, he can still remember the location of each scar.
Feeling Xie Fu's gentle touch, Duanmu Ci came back to his senses and smiled sweetly.
This smile made Duanmuci, who had just been cold and dignified, suddenly become gentle and charming, and she returned his clear eyes with affection.
It seems that this goddess only smiles and is beautiful because of Xie Fu.
Xie Fu stroked her soft and flat belly and said with a smile: "Cici, your belly is not up to par. Is it because I didn't work hard enough?"
Duanmuci responded: "You haven't worked hard enough. I'm a little afraid of you."
Xie Fu asked: "Then why are you not pregnant with my child yet?"
Duanmuci responded: "I don't know." In fact, she was a little disappointed, but she didn't show it too much.
"It seems that I still need to work more. Only hard-working farmers can harvest a good harvest."
"Hate."
Xie Fu laughed loudly, he just liked Duanmuci saying two words.
Duanmuci suddenly said softly again: "I hate it~" because she clearly felt that Xie Fu was about to make a move.
Xie Fu said: "Do you know how touching you are? Your round and plump body is like rice filled with pulp, which makes my heart flutter all the time."
Xie Fu would say such love words every day, because he always felt that there was always a faint sadness hanging over Duanmu Ci.
He thought that what he had done was not good enough, and he hoped that he could use his enthusiasm to dispel the faint sadness that sometimes appeared in Duanmuci. A lover's heart is always sensitive, and he is always paying attention to each other's every move, every frown, and every smile.
Duanmuci said softly: "Caizi, I'm listening."
Xie Fu continued: "You are the moon high above, and the curved moon is like a boat. I fly up to the sky and sit on the boat, steering the boat and rowing, and roam the night sky to my heart's content."
After Xie Fu finished speaking, he asked: "Is it poetic?"
Duanmuci said angrily: "You are talking dirty again."
Xie Fu laughed: "If you don't want to say it, then I have to say it. You can be the fairy, and I will be the bastard."
Duanmuci said softly: "I'm sorry..." and added as softly as a mosquito: "Teach me, I will not be a fairy, but your wife."
After Duanmuci finished speaking, she raised her sleeves to cover her face, burying her face in Xie Fu's chest like a shy little girl.
Xie Fu said: "In a few days it will be one year since we got married. Let's commemorate it."
"Um."
…
Xie Fu came to the end of the west and stood on the top of the mountain. There were so many thunder spots in front of him, and the silver light made him unable to open his eyes. The thunder in his ears was deafening.
Xie Fu has been to this place several times in the past few days, but this horrific scene gave him no courage to move forward.
He had explored all the mountains and all the waters, but he didn't know what was behind this land of thunder and lightning.
Are there any animals ahead?
Can he find his prey?
Can he and Duanmuci have a meal of meat?
The scene of Duanmu Ci being extremely happy as he carried the prey back flashed through his mind.
For a moment, Xie Fu didn't think much and flew forward.
Thunder and lightning tore through the air and fell proudly, striking at Xie Fu's side with divine power like a heavenly sword.
Xie Fu dodged and moved forward.
The lightning points became more and more dense, like a galaxy pouring out silver rain, so dense that the gaps for Xie Fu to hide became smaller and smaller. He felt that even if he was as small as a speck of dust, it would be difficult to escape the fate of being struck by lightning.
Suddenly, something Duanmu Ci once said came to mind - it's okay, I was struck by lightning.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yes, the worst case scenario is that you will be struck by lightning.
Xie Fu actually smiled in his heart, I will do what you can't do, otherwise I wouldn't be your man.
Amidst the thunder and lightning, Xie Fu seemed to see the green mountains and green waters ahead, and he seemed to hear the distant lowing of cattle and sheep in his ears.
Suddenly, he was really struck by lightning.
The moment his body was hit, golden light bloomed all over his body, as if something was protecting him, and at the same time, his body and mind were electrocuted.
An indescribable pain made him almost faint, but he had endured the pain of secret seal for many years, so he had the perseverance to bear it.
Immediately afterwards, he was struck by a thunderbolt. As an immortal, he felt the pain tearing his body apart like a kind of tempering.
At this moment, there is only one thought in my mind: to move forward and do what Duanmu Ci cannot do.
After catching the prey, the couple shared a meaty dinner to celebrate one year of marriage.
He was starving, and so was Cici.
He had had enough, Ci Ci had had enough.
Meat meat meat.
Finally, he passed through this land of lightning spots, and where his feet landed, the gravel turned into soft grass.
The woods are gloomy, the mist is thick, the sweet smell wafts in, and the mountains are covered with mountain flowers.
A large area of Wei purple, a border of vermilion, a piece of goose yellow, a few touches of pink, and the chapters are endless.
There were birds flying across the sky, and in Xie Fu's ears he could hear cows mooing, sheep bleating and horses neighing in the distance.
At this moment, Xie Fu should be extremely happy, but he stood motionless.
Three words kept echoing in my mind.
Duanmuci!
Duanmuci!
Duanmuci!
He remembered it, he remembered it all.
He fell in love with his enemy Duanmu Ci.
Duanmu Ci whom he hated so much that he wanted to kill him quickly.
Duanmu Ci gave the master the seal of death in the first and second months of the month, and made the master in the first month of life worse than death.
Duanmu Ci has deep hatred in his heart.
But now this enemy has become his wife.
Xie Fu suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The bone-deep coldness invaded his body and froze all the blood in his body.
His body was swaying gently in the breeze, and all his soul was lost in an instant, just like a dead person.
I don’t know how long I’ve been here, but the wind seems to have stopped, and I look at the colorful mountains again, and the forest is like wrapped in colorful yarn, as beautiful and graceful as she is, gentle and elegant.
Xie Fu smiled and seemed to be crying, but his eyes were dry.
…
The mountains were sinking and the sky was shining in the distance. Duanmu Ci was sitting in the room, waiting for Xie Fu to come home.
There was always a gentle and peaceful smile on her lips, and her palms gently touched her belly, stroking it constantly.
A woman's keenness and maternal touch made her feel that a little life was already being conceived in her belly.
Her and Fu's child is a new life born from the connection of their flesh and blood.
Although she was calm on the outside, she was already extremely happy inside. She couldn't wait to tell Fu the good news. Fu, I already have your child.
Fu, we have a new family, the two of us won't be too lonely.
Duanmuci believed that he would be as happy as a child, that he would pick himself up and spin around in circles, or even throw himself up high like before.
I want to tell him that he can't do this anymore, the child is still very fragile, be careful of hurting the child.
As he thought about it, Duanmu Ci's porcelain-white cheeks turned a faint red color, his heart was filled with warmth and happiness, and he gently stroked his flat belly with his hands.
While waiting, she seemed to hear something and turned back suddenly: "Fu~"
What came into view was an empty cave entrance. Just now, the evening breeze was just blowing the wind chimes hanging at the door.
It’s not really a wind chime, but it’s a door decoration made of a bunch of cloth butterflies strung together. Mr. Xie painted vivid colors on the cloth butterflies. When the wind blows, the door decoration sways gently, like a group of butterflies lining up.
Together we are flying.
Xie Fu told her that there was nothing vivid here, so he made these door decorations for her so that she could see real butterflies.
He always likes to play with these little things to please her.
The red sunset in the distance outside the cave is like the beating flame in Duanmu Ci's heart, why hasn't it come back yet?
He said that he would prepare surprises for himself one year after getting married. In fact, he surprises himself every day.
Fu, I'm also preparing to give you a surprise.
All the light disappeared and turned into darkness. Duanmuci lit the lamp. She became accustomed to lighting the lamp every night. She liked the warm feeling, liked the light shining on Xie Fu's face, and liked seeing the people in the cave.
The scenery is full of home atmosphere.
She waited patiently, but she was shouting in her heart, Fu, why haven't you come back yet.
"Duanmuci!"
When Duanmuci suddenly heard these three words, his heart trembled, and fear instantly spread throughout his body. After he gave Fu the Wangyou Seal.
Fu would never call her that, he would call her Master Duanmuci, he would call her Cici, he would call her Cier.
In her mind, she looked at her with extremely hateful eyes and called her Duanmu Ci.
Duanmuci knew that these three words meant that their fate as husband and wife was over, and he felt that he had already spent his whole life.
Life is so short, it seems like yesterday that I met Fu Xiangai.
She knew that this day would come sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to come so suddenly and so quickly.
It doesn't matter, she is prepared every day, she is already very satisfied, and a sad smile appears on the corner of her mouth.
"Duanmuci!"
Xie Fu shouted again.
Duanmuci's eyelids drooped, and tears silently poured out from the slits of his eyes.
The bright light illuminated her pretty back. She was wearing a red jacket and a red skirt, red like a beautiful and demure bride.
The night wind blew into the cave, and a few strands of black hair hanging down the shoulders rippled, and a calm voice came: "Thank you, Fu."
What a respectful title this is for the Taoist Master of the Taoist Sect, who is so high and out of reach.
Just a word of Duanmu Ci and a word of thanks turned the loving couple who once shared the same bed into strangers in an instant.
"Duanmuci."
This third sound was not as sharp as the previous two, but it was full of helplessness and despair.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Duanmu Ci seemed to have no emotion and said calmly: "I said you will regret it."
Xie Fu didn't know if he regretted it or not. He was just in pain. On the way back, he thought that his deep hatred for her would outweigh his love for her.
The moment he saw her back, he realized that he had no hatred for her, only love.
This made him even more filled with guilt. Master Chuyue was his enemy. How could he have no hatred for this enemy, only love.
Chuyue's screams when he was secretly sealing the seal echoed in his mind, and the heart-wrenching scene when Chuyue was dying was still vivid in his mind.
Thinking of Xie Fu, my heart ached, my throat felt sweet, I vomited out a mouthful of blood, and the corners of my mouth were red and bloody.
When Duanmuci heard this, his body trembled, his eyes were like springs, and tears were streaming down his face.
She wanted to yell, I told you a long time ago that you will regret it, you just don't listen, you just don't listen, you just force me, you deserve it, you deserve it...
But she was very quiet and didn't utter a word.
She can empathize with this entanglement of love and hate. It is too difficult to love someone, but it is easy to hate someone, and it is not that painful. Just kill him and then kill him quickly.
Fu, it's okay, I will help you. It's actually not that difficult.
Xie Fu said calmly: "Duanmuci, why? Why didn't you kill me in the first place?"
Duanmu Ci was also very calm: "Didn't your master tell you that I am an extremely vicious woman? Is it painful? Isn't this the best revenge?"
Xie Fu smiled coldly: "I didn't expect you to be such a scheming and vicious woman."
"Your master and I grew up together. I can deceive her, let alone you."
"Oh, so you have been lying these days."
"Why do you think the people in Wen Ting want to kill me? Because I am a devil and it is boring to be trapped here. I am just looking for someone to play with to add some fun. I have to admit that you are an infatuated child. Now I am reluctant to kill you.
If you can abandon the past, I would like to continue living with you."
Both of them are saying cruel and ruthless words in order to make the other person feel better. If there was no love but only hatred, it wouldn't be very painful.
Xie Fu said angrily: "Fart! You are farting!"
These words are so ridiculous that even a fool would not believe them.
Duanmuci continued to stimulate Master Xie's hatred: "Your master once thought so naively that otherwise she would not have fallen into my hands. Didn't your master tell you? Don't you believe her?"
Xie Fu said: "You are not such a person, don't you want to explain?"
Duanmu Ci said calmly: "What are you explaining? I was the one who gave Chuyue the death seal of Yueyin, and the pain she has endured for twenty years was also caused by me. The blood debt must be repaid with blood. Maybe I can wipe it out by saying I'm sorry."
Of course it's impossible, just like what she said, blood debts need to be repaid with blood, no matter what the reason.
He will avenge this revenge and repay this debt.
Xie Fu found a solution and felt extremely relaxed.
"I remember I never gave you flowers."
Duanmu Ci's heart trembled when she heard Xie Fu's footsteps approaching, and she begged in her heart, don't come, don't come.
Xie Fu seemed to hear her thoughts, and stopped when he was half a foot away from her, and put the flowers he picked on the table.
"I traveled through that land of thunder and lightning today. There are flowers, birds and animals there. I also caught a sheep. We can have a meal of meat in the evening and celebrate our one year of marriage. But I would rather not have been there today."
After Xie Fu finished speaking, he walked out of the cave.
Duanmu Ci waited until Xie Fu walked away, then turned around and looked at the flowers on the table with a tear-stained face.
The clusters of flowers were purple, white, pink, and red, and they looked so brilliant and sad at the moment.
Duanmuci picked up the flowers and took a sip. The fragrance was just like Xie Fu's tenderness.
She walked to the entrance of the cave with the flowers and stood staring at the figure lighting a fire in front of the stove not far away. She knew that this was their last night as husband and wife.
She wants to cherish it.
Fu, the road is still long, isn't it?
It was just painful, so Duanmu couldn't help but caress his lower abdomen gently.
Sizzling sound.
Crackling.
It was heard from afar that this cave had never been so lively, nor had it been so warm.
Although Xie Fu is a superb cook, he was busy with this dinner for more than an hour.
The two of them had never had dinner so late, and they had never looked forward to it so much.
When a sumptuous table is placed in front of the table, it is already Haishi time.
A whole sheep, Xie Fu made it into dishes, mutton and potato soup, stir-fried mutton with water shield, stir-fried mutton with shepherd's purse, stir-fried mutton with wormwood...
Mr. Xie made all the dishes that he had the conditions to cook.
The table is filled with the aroma of meat, making people salivate.
The two sat opposite each other, respecting each other as guests.
Duanmuci looked at Fu Xie's face, which was covered in oil and stains, as well as the sweat remaining on his face after a busy day's work.
Silently, Xie Fu said with a smile: "After several years, I can finally eat meat. I almost forgot what meat tastes like."
Xie Fu said, passing a roasted golden leg of lamb towards Duanmuci.
Duanmuci took it quietly and saw the sound of Fu Xie devouring the lamb leg. She couldn't help but smile.
"delicious,"
Xie Fu talked while eating, so that the dining table would not be too quiet.
Duanmuci also took a bite. The long-lost smell of the meat made people feel nostalgic and satisfied.
As she was eating, she suddenly saw Mr. Xie filling a bowl of soup for her and passing it to her.
"You are so thin that you can't help but feel frail, so you need to replenish your body."
Duanmuci responded softly: "Yes."
This soup has indescribable warmth and indescribable sweetness.
It returned to calm, only the two of them made weak noises while eating, and Xie Fu did not tease her as usual.
It was very quiet, both of them seemed to be feeling this moment, an extremely precious moment.
Duanmuci ate desperately, putting down her image like a hungry ghost and eating the last meal Xie Fu cooked for her.
Finally, both of them couldn't eat anymore and stared at each other.
