Tieguai Li sat opposite Qin Yao, constantly turning his head to glance at his comrade beside him as if he was reincarnated as a starving ghost, with the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
This look of eating is really an insult to the status of an immortal.
Turning around to look at Han Xiangzi, he was speaking slowly and politely. In comparison, his colleague was even more difficult to notice.
"I said, Han Zhongli, can you be more polite?"
Han Zhongli was stunned and said in surprise: "Wenya? Why should we be elegant?"
Tieguai Li was helpless: "It's ugly, you know, right?"
Han Zhongli: "Who is ugly?"
Tieguai Li: "..."
"Brother Han." At this time, a man in a green shirt suddenly came to them and bowed to Qin Yao.
Qin Yao looked up and saw that the other party was gentle and elegant, with a calm temperament: "Is something wrong?"
"Brother Han, have you heard about the humiliation of the musicians at Caiyun Village?" the man in green shirt asked.
Qin Yao was silent for a moment and slowly shook his head: "I never heard of it."
Silent because he knew the plot.
In the original work, Han Xiangzi got acquainted with the heroine Yancai because of this incident, which started the emotional line between the male and female protagonists.
Does Qin Yao need a love line?
unnecessary!
He came to this world to achieve breakthroughs in cultivation, not to fall in love. Does he need a weak love line?
"The Caiyun Village used the excuse of recruiting musicians with high salaries to attract musicians from all over the city. It was extremely humiliating and very arrogant and domineering. Brother Han is a famous musician in Fu'an County. I hope you can go to Caiyun Village.
, let’s take a breath of bad breath for our Fu’an musicians.” The man in green shirt said solemnly.
Qin Yao shook his head: "I don't want to argue, so I won't join in the fun."
The man in green shirt's expression changed, and he said angrily: "Is it possible that Brother Han is also afraid of that witch?"
Qin Yao: "Ah, yes, yes."
Man in green shirt: "..."
After a long while, the man choked sadly: "There is no one left in Fu'anle Road."
Qin Yao said sincerely: "Brother, why don't you go somewhere else to cry? We are eating here. Listening to the crying will affect our appetite."
Man in green shirt: "..."
"You are really special." After watching the man in green shirt leave, Tieguai Li said to Qin Yao.
Qin Yao said calmly: "What's so special about this? Don't you think someone crying next to you will make you lose your appetite?"
"I remembered." Han Zhongli suddenly clapped his hands, startling the other two.
"What's going on? What did you remember?" Tieguai Li asked speechlessly.
"Old man, do you still remember the introductory poem that Taibai Jinxing gave us when we descended to earth?" Han Zhongli said with a smile on his face: "That poem is about Xiao Le, so it must be here.
It’s over.”
Tieguai Li was slightly startled and muttered: "The sound of a whistle on a cold night is a sign of meeting each other; it is in vain if the son is not seen alone."
"Isn't the Xiao just a musical instrument? Isn't the corresponding instrument a musician? The girl from Caiyun Village defeated all the musicians in the city, maybe it has something to do with the jade flute." Han Zhongli said.
Tieguai Li nodded slightly and suddenly looked at Qin Yao's expression: "Han Xiangzi, aren't you curious after hearing what we said?"
Normal people would be very surprised when they hear the words "descend to the earth, Taibai Jinxing", right? But Han Xiangzi in front of him did not, he was too calm.
"What am I curious about?" Qin Yao asked.
Tieguai Li was slightly startled and was speechless.
"Okay, okay, stop talking, let's go to Caiyun Village and have a look." Han Zhongli finished his meal, wiped it off, stood up and said.
"Don't forget to give money." Qin Yao warned.
After a while, the three of them walked out of the restaurant one after another. The two immortals went to Caiyun Manor to join in the fun, while Qin Yao was walking in the ancient city, enjoying the warmth of the sun shining on his body.
The natural world that his soul felt was somewhat different from what his body felt. At this moment, the gentle breeze dissipated the heat in his body, making him calmer and quieter, and the soul in his body could relax for a moment.
Unknowingly, he came to a long bridge. Qin Yao suddenly stopped, looking down at the whitebait among the lotus flowers in the river, thinking about his future path in life.
He had previously thought that he could not let the two immortals carry out the ceremony to ascend to immortality and use magic power to awaken the spirit of Yuxiao to help this body become an immortal.
Now that I think about it, I can guide the two immortals to get the essence of heaven and earth for myself and cultivate my soul, which will definitely benefit me a lot!
Of course, before that, he must hide himself well to avoid exposing the fact that he has magic power, and to prevent the two immortals from becoming suspicious and ruining this immortal relationship...
It's just that if there is a cause, there must be an effect. I use Han Xiangzi's body to practice, and by the way, I have to help him temper his body. At the very least, I have to give him a fairy body to repay the cause and effect.
As for using the cause and effect of the two immortals, in the future, together with the other seven immortals, we can break through the blockade of the East China Sea, reach Yaoshan, and complete the mission of the eight immortals to cross the sea.
At this point, the chess path is clear and will only be revealed in the future...
"Brother Han, Brother Han."
In a blink of an eye, the sun rose three poles high, and Qin Yao was walking on the way down the bridge when a series of calls suddenly sounded from behind him.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Yao paused slightly, turned around and looked at the girl in a sarong running towards him.
But under the sunlight, her small face like melon seeds was covered with sweat, and her bright eyes were full of anxiety.
"Brother Han, something happened to my sister." The girl in the sarong stopped panting and reached out to wipe the sweat from her face.
Qin Yao helped his forehead.
Okay.
It seems that he still has to deal with the troubles caused by his predecessor.
"What happened to your sister?"
"Master Ma came to see my sister again." The girl in the sarong skirt said helplessly: "He stayed in the hall and refused to leave. My sister couldn't do anything about him. I saw that the situation was not good and I ran out and asked you if you had any solution.
"
Qin Yao vaguely remembered that in the original work, Mr. Ma was supposed to be the suitor of He Xiangu of Yongkang Hall. Later, he was sickened by the heroine Yancai's spell, and was scared off by the belief that He Xiangu was the fate of Kefu's disaster, so he withdrew from the pursuit of He Xiangu.
Fairy Girl’s Pursuit.
only……
Unsurprisingly, He Xiangu, whose real name was He Xiaoyun, and Han Xiangzi were childhood sweethearts and grew up together. If she met her, she would definitely see her flaws.
After thinking quietly for a moment, Qin Yao said to the girl in the sarong: "It's not convenient for me to go to Yongkang Hall now. Please help me bring a message to Mr. Ma when you go back."
The girl in the sarong was stunned and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"Don't pester Xiaoyun anymore. If you have anything to do with me, Han Xiangzi, we will meet in the bamboo forest outside the city this evening." Qin Yao said calmly.
The girl in the sarong skirt hesitated and said: "Brother Han, do you really have a way to deal with Mr. Ma? If not, I'm afraid..."
She couldn't say the words "bad luck, bad luck, bad luck" after all.
Qin Yao smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I have my own way."
Yongkang Hall.
In the backyard.
A man in a brocade robe with a mature face sat in front of a mother and daughter, chatting and showing off his profound knowledge.
The kind-faced mother He constantly agrees with the other party, while the protagonist He Xiaoyun always looks indifferent and unsmiling.
"Xiaoyun, are you in a bad mood today?"
Mr. Ma's mouth went dry as he spoke directly. Seeing that He Xiaoyun remained unmoved, he asked directly.
He Xiaoyun took a deep breath and said: "Mr. Ma, let me tell you straight. This little girl is born to be a slave to her husband. My two previous fiancés were both killed by me."
Mr. Ma laughed and said nonchalantly: "Isn't that a coincidence? My previous two wives were also killed by me. We are a match made in heaven."
Mother and daughter of the He family: "..."
Are you proud?
"Mother, sister." At this moment, the girl in a sarong skirt ran over briskly and called out loudly.
"It's Xiaolin."
Before the mother and daughter could reply, Mr. Ma said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for a few days, and you are getting thinner and thinner."
He Xiaolin gave a perfunctory smile, then looked directly into his eyes: "Mr. Ma, Mr. Han Xiang, the son of Han, asked me to bring you a message."
"Han Xiangzi?" Mr. Ma's smile faded a little, but he knew that the man named Han and He Xiaoyun were childhood sweethearts: "What does he want to say to me?"
"He told you not to pester my sister anymore. If you have anything to do, go to him. This evening, he will be waiting for you in the bamboo forest outside the city." He Xiaolin said slowly.
"How bold!" Mr. Ma suddenly stood up and said seriously: "Did that guy really say that?"
He Xiaolin nodded: "That's really what I said."
Mr. Ma sneered: "Okay, okay, a poor man dares to be arrogant here. If I don't let him know how many eyes Lord Ma has, who will think highly of me, Mr. Ma in the future?"
He Xiaoyun was shocked and said quickly: "Mr. Ma, perhaps Han Xiangzi didn't mean this."
"Your sister said it herself, so why don't you mean this?" Mr. Ma said coldly, turned around and left: "Then I will follow what he said and see what kind of battle he can put in place to deal with me."
"Xiaolin, did Xiangzi really say that?" Seeing Mr. Ma leaving in a menacing manner, He Xiaoyun's pretty face like a full moon was full of worry.
"Sister, don't worry, Brother Han won't do anything wrong." He Xiaolin said.
He Xiaoyun thought about it over and over, but still felt uneasy: "I'll go find Xiangzi and ask about the situation."
"Don't go!" He's mother suddenly said loudly.
"Mother." He Xiaoyun called.
Mother He took a deep breath and said, "I know you and that poor boy have always been on good terms, and I haven't had much control over you in these years.
But now, you have reached the age of marriage. Even if you don't marry Mr. Ma, you must marry someone who can protect you.
If that poor boy can't even deal with Mr. Ma, how can he protect you?"
He Xiaoyun: "..."
Suburbs.
Thatched cottage.
Qin Yao sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, his soul sinking into Han Xiangzi's sea of consciousness, and came to the jade flute that was imprisoned by three thousand seals.
On the way back from the market, he figured out something.
If you want to accept Han Xiangzi's immortal destiny, you must have the Eight Immortals cross the sea.
If you want the Eight Immortals to cross the sea, you can't escape He Xiaoyun (He Xiangu).
In this case, it becomes crucial to know all the memories of Han Xiangzi himself.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
With a wave of his sleeves, he punched out a series of runes, opening three thousand seals like keys. Qin Yao hesitated between reading his memory while he was unconscious and waking him up to make a deal, and finally chose the former.
There is no other reason than that he really hates trouble.
Hates trouble of any kind.
After carefully taking out Han Xiangzi's soul from the jade flute, Qin Yao pressed his hand on his forehead and silently used the soul-searching technique.
Han Xiangzi's life passed quickly before his eyes, throwing away the meaningless fragments such as eating, sleeping, and daze. All other stories were imprinted in his heart, including the things that Han Xiangzi himself had forgotten deep in his memory.
came out and became Qin Yao's reserve memory.
After doing all this, he carefully put the opponent back and re-applied the seal...
"Han Xiangzi, Han Xiangzi."
Not long after, while he was silently digesting this memory, the Jixian duo ran into the yard in a hurry.
Qin Yao slowly opened his eyes, stood up and came to the door: "What's wrong, two immortals."
"We have realized it, we have realized it!" Han Zhongli said excitedly.
"What have you learned?" Qin Yao asked.
"The sound of rustling in the cold night is a sign of meeting; it is in vain to see the son alone. This is an acrostic poem. The first word of each sentence is - Han Xiangzi." Tieguai Li smiled all over his face.
He said: "You are the Yuxiao we are looking for."
Qin Yao's expression paused slightly and he said, "What then?"
"Then we will transform you into an immortal." Han Zhongli said.
Qin Yao laughed: "Before this, you have to make me believe that you are immortals, right?"
The two immortals looked at each other, and Han Zhongli took the lead and said: "Old Guai, please prove it to him."
Tieguai Li took a silent breath, pinched the spell with his hands, and his hands shimmered with light.
"Did you see it? This is the fairy light." Han Zhongli said with a smile.
However, just when Tieguai Li was about to shoot out the fairy light, the fairy light suddenly dispersed.
Han Zhongli's smile suddenly froze on his face.
"Does this count as proof?" Tieguai Li asked weakly.
Qin Yao said sincerely: "What do you think?"
"Zhongli, come on." Tieguai Li said helplessly.
Han Zhongli pursed his lips, pinched the spell with his hand, and activated his magic power. As a result, golden light flashed past, so fast that Qin Yao didn't even see it clearly.
This performance is not as good as Tieguai Li.
"Well, we were injured by an evil creature called Flower Dragon, and then fell from the heaven to the human world, which consumed a lot of mana." Han Zhongli's cheeks were burning and he explained seriously.
Qin Yao nodded, but showed no sign of laughing at them, and said, "Do you a favor, and I will believe you."
"What are you busy with?" Tieguai Li asked.
Qin Yao said: "Follow me tonight to make an appointment and kill a toad that wants to eat swan meat. By the way, you have no magic power, can you beat a mortal?"
"You're kidding." Han Zhongli said confidently: "After all, we are also immortals. We will definitely be able to capture a few mortals with ease."
"Then I'll be relieved." Qin Yao smiled slightly, seemingly relieved.
before sunset.
Qin Yao took the two immortals to the purple bamboo forest on the outskirts, and saw an old-looking man with his nostrils pointing upward, carrying hundreds of servants, looking at them with a gloomy expression.
"Han Xiangzi." Looking at the swords and sticks in the hands of these servants, the confident Han Zhongli swallowed silently: "Didn't you say there are only a few mortals?"
Qin Yao glanced at him and said seriously: "Shangxian, how many... you said."