This is the house where the leader of Moling lives. It looks magnificent from the outside, but the furniture and decorations inside are actually very ordinary. However, the area of this house is a bit ridiculously large. If the walls, pillars, etc. are all smashed,
With all the rooms connected, hosting a football match will be a breeze.
It's not so much that living here is quiet, but it's more desolate and desolate. If you scream into the huge living room, there might be an echo... Of course, Shang Lingxue won't do this, but sometimes she
I would think that if Wang Xu came here one day, given this guy's character, it would be possible for him to imitate Tarzan and shout continuously for a while.
Someone was walking quickly on the long porch, and a woman's voice sounded outside the door: "Sir, something bad is going to happen." Her voice was slightly trembling, whether because of fear or panic.
Shang Lingxue replied calmly: "The Ghost King wants to see me, right? Let him in."
"Yes..." She did not ask why the Lord knew what she had not yet said, she just responded and left quickly.
After about a while, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in," Shang Lingxue said.
The Ghost King opened the door and was a little unbelievable at what he saw at first sight. Master Shang Lingxue of Moling, the "Seven" of the year, was currently wrapped in a mink fur coat, sitting next to a stove, with his left hand
Holding a small bowl and a pair of chopsticks in his right hand, he stared intently at the pot of unknown meat being cooked on the stove.
He closed the door, walked over to himself, moved a stool, sat down opposite Shang Lingxue, and said slowly with the sad temperament that seemed to be born with him: "Crying snake?"
"Well... I went out to catch it myself." She replied. Two seconds later, as if she remembered something, she raised her head and added: "I won't share it with you."
The Ghost King looked at Shang Lingxue with an extremely complicated look, and finally sighed: "I didn't expect that when we meet again after so many years, you would actually say something that only a senior brother would say."
Shang Lingxue picked up a piece of snake meat, blew a small mouthful of it, and then put it into her mouth. A blush quickly appeared on her beautiful cheeks, followed by a look of satisfaction, which seemed like she was about to burp.
After enjoying the delicious food, she just replied: "Many years later? We have met before?"
The Ghost King said: "I am 'Four', don't you remember?"
"I have no impression. I have forgotten everything before joining Moling." Shang Lingxue smiled and said, "What? You and I are old lovers?"
The Ghost King's tone became colder and colder: "You are really becoming more and more like my senior brother."
She asked: "The senior brother you keep silent about, is he referring to Wang Xu?"
The Ghost King sighed again: "It seems you really don't remember anything..."
Shang Lingxue also said seriously at this time: "I'm not interested in the past. What I value... is only the future."
"Not interested?" The Ghost King snorted coldly: "The bond between your future and past has never been severed, and the nature of the soul remains unchanged, even if you think you are different, even if you deceive yourself to get to where you are today.
, But in my eyes..." He gradually became a little excited: "You are still the 'Seven'. In this world, I most want... and the only soul I want to get rid of..."
Shang Lingxue continued to eat the snake meat, looking leisurely and contented: "Oh? So, it's not a lover, but an enemy? Then how did I become enemies with the Ghost King?"
The Ghost King sat upright and returned to his original calm demeanor: "The purpose of my trip is to prevent you from having a bad memory and forgetting what you did back then, so I'm here to tell you in person."
"How do I know whether what you said is true or false? With your cultivation level, I can't read your memory at all. What if the purpose of your trip... is actually to make up a story?"
"I never lie to people." This was his answer, and it was also a chilling truth.
"Okay, let me hear what kind of story you, the ghost king who 'never lies' can come up with." Shang Lingxue had already finished eating the snake meat and was ready to drink soup.
The Ghost King said: "Those memories are already in your own heart. I will start from the beginning. Maybe you will remember it yourself." He collected his thoughts and spoke again: "At the end of the Warring States Period, seven heroes stood side by side, and the princes competed for power. I
The master, Guiguzi Wang Xu, has spent more than 150 years in the human world. His knowledge and skills are so profound that no one can match them. After teaching in Guigu for many years, he no longer leaves any trace in the world and hides himself with Taoism.
Shanmen, comprehend the secrets of heaven.
One year, the Master went to the Temple of Heaven to visit friends. On his way back, he found a baby in the mountain. The baby was lying in a tiger's den, but the wild beast did not hurt him. The Master calculated that this child was destined to be with him - a very similar thing, a very special thing, a very good thing, a very good thing.
Lost. This horoscope was exactly the same as when the Master was born. The Master believed that this was an enlightenment given to him by God, indicating that his time in the human world was probably running out, and this child was the person given by God to inherit his heritage.
Therefore, the master took him back to Guigu, raised him, and passed on all his mantle to him.
Ten years later, I became a disciple of Master. I was seven years old that year, and Senior Brother Wang was already ten years old, but he still couldn't speak."
Shang Lingxue interrupted at this time: "Wait a minute, the senior brother you are talking about should be Wang Xu's previous life. In this life, he and Gui Guzi have the same name and surname. It is fate, but at that time, he could not have the same name as the master.
, you haven’t said what his name is yet.”
The Ghost King said: "You are called a fool."
"Huh?" she had to ask, because the Ghost King's answer sounded like a joke.
The Ghost King is actually very serious: "Master is a weirdo. He said that since he is not the child's parent, he has no right to name it. As the adoptive father, the child can follow his surname of Wang. When the senior brother grows up, he can call him whatever he likes."
, it’s up to him to make his own decision.”
"Then why are you called a fool?"
"Senior brother and I are considered close disciples, but there are other ordinary disciples of the Guigu sect. What do you want them to call a ten-year-old child who can't speak?"
Shang Lingxue slapped the table: "Can you call me a fool?!"
The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, "Oh, you are the only one who can call me, right?" Of course, he couldn't say this out loud, he just thought about it in his mind.
"I have always respected my senior brother, and I have never called him that. Those who call him a fool, how can they know how smart and talented my senior brother is. Those mediocre people, after seeing that I am the crown prince of Zhao, they think that I am extremely talented.
, I will definitely become a great weapon. In fact, in my opinion, compared with my senior brother, I am more of a fool." The Ghost King seemed to recall the past, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Master calls me two to teach together every day.
He would always ask me some questions during the period. Even if I answered fluently, I would not get any praise. However, after Master finished his lectures every day, he would always praise me.
At first I inevitably thought it was my master who was partial, but less than a year later, I understood that even if my senior brother didn't say a word, his cultivation would be advancing by leaps and bounds. There would always be an insurmountable gap between him and me...
In the tenth year of the Qin Dynasty, Master asked my senior brother and I to travel down the mountain on our own. I was sixteen years old that year, and my senior brother was nineteen years old, but he still had not said a word.
After I came down from the mountain, I traveled around the country, visiting celebrities from all over the world, and looking for Taoist friends hidden in the mountains. But senior brother... actually went to the weak Yan State and became a beggar. It was also that year that he met you."
