"Xiaoyu, what's going on?" Master asked Ximen Yu with a livid face.
Ximenyu nodded bitterly.
"This is a semi-immortal senior and immortal cultivator. He is right. I was originally going to tell you about this, but I didn't expect him to come."
"Ah, Ximenyu must have scared everyone." Zongxiang's eyes turned red.
"It's all fate. Everyone, please sit down. I will explain everything clearly to everyone from beginning to end."
So, Ximenyu told the whole story.
Finally, Ximenyu looked at the half-immortal and said: "Just now, I received the will of the strong man in my mind. He said that the day when the nine stars are connected to the moon is the time when my destiny will be awakened. And the day when the nine stars are connected to the moon,
It's the 15th of next month, which is more than a month and a few days. Senior Lu, your calculation is really accurate."
"Alas!" The half-immortal sighed.
I believe that Ximenyu is at the level of a semi-immortal this time, at least he has already prepared this calculation.
So, since the semi-immortal calculation is so accurate, is what he said before that Ximen Yu died in Wanjun's hands accurate?
Ximenyu was a little shaken and a little convinced.
"Did I really die in the hands of senior Wanjun?"
The half-immortal nodded and said, "It's still the same hexagram to this day."
"But, Senior Wanjun has already left."
The half-immortal fortune teller shook his head and said: "It's useless. Even after I left, the hexagrams haven't changed. It seems that everything is destined. No matter how it changes, the destined result will never change."
"That's all, let's just leave it to fate!"
Ximenyu looked at Zongxiang who was crying, walked up to her, and held her in his arms.
"Sister Xiang, don't be sad. Everyone will die one day. If I really die in a month, please don't be sad for me. I will watch you in heaven. I hope you will continue to persevere on the path of cultivation.
.Also, don’t tell my parents, just say that I have become an immortal cultivator and have gone out to practice. I have been cultivating immortals for a long time and I don’t know what year or month I will come back.”
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Ximenyu, I don't allow you to die. What will we do if you die?"
"Don't worry, you are relatives of the previous Royal Sect master after all. No one dares to bully you."
Lu Wushuang patted Ximen Yu on the shoulder and said regretfully: "Ximen, there is only so much I can do for you. Goodbye."
"goodbye."
"Alas!" Lu Wushuang flew away.
Time passed by slowly, and in the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and it was the first day of the next month.
The fifteenth is the rare day in a thousand years when nine stars connect to the moon, which means that Ximenyu only has fifteen days left.
There is no news about Wanjun so far. He has not contacted Ximenyu since he left Ximenyu that time. Therefore, Wanjun's calculation that he will kill Ximenyu is completely a mystery.
Ximenyu is at home every day, accompanying his family. His master and Zongxiang both know what will happen in half a month, but they don't say anything, they just cry silently in secret.
"Ximen Yu, someone is looking for you."
Ximenyu came to the door immediately, thinking it was Wanjun who was coming, but it turned out not to be the case.
"Huang Xiaoqing, it's you."
"Ximenyu, you haven't come to see me for so long since you came back. No one answered my phone when I called you." Huang Xiaoqing said resentfully.
"Haha, I don't have the phone anymore. What's the matter with you coming to see me?"
A trace of sadness flashed across Huang Xiaoqing's face, but it soon turned into a smile.
"Ximen Yu, I'm here to post. I'm getting married."
"Uh! Marry?"
"Well! It's the fifteenth of this month." Huang Xiaoqing handed a post to Ximen Yu.
Ximenyu opened the post. On the post, the man's name was Zhou Huashun.
Although Huang Xiaoqing has slept with Ximen Yu countless times, she is just an ordinary secular woman, and there is no possibility of union with Ximen Yu. Although Ximen Yu feels a little uncomfortable inside, she will eventually get married.
.
"Thank you for your blessing." Huang Xiaoqing sighed inwardly.
"Why did you get married so quickly?" Ximenyu asked.
"Please, old classmate, I'm already twenty-seven, I'm in my third year of school, and I'm not married yet. I'm not one of your cultivators. Even if I'm fifty years from now, I'll still be as young as I am now. I'll be fifty years from now.
, you are already seventy-seven, and you stand in front of me like my grandson."
"hehe!"
"Oh, I really envy you cultivators. It's a pity that I don't have that fate. I'd better find a reliable person to get married as soon as possible."
Ximenyu nodded: "Well, your choice is right. After all, you are an ordinary person and your youth is limited."
Huang Xiaoqing said: "How about it? Do you want to go out with me for one last drink? I will be a family man from now on, and I can no longer fool around with you like before."
"Okay!" Ximenyu agreed. He has been at home with his family these days, and he might as well go out for a walk.
Ximen Yu and Huang Xiaoqing were eating and drinking in a hotel private room.
Ximenyu asked: "What does your husband do?"
"He is a talented screenwriter, but I am the director. He and I are a perfect match."
"Really? Haha, very good."
"Of course, when it comes to writing movie scripts, there is still a gap between me and you."
"That's too modest. Why don't you call your husband out too?"
Huang Xiaoqing shook his head and said: "No, today is just for me and you to reminisce about old times."
When the wine was half drunk, Huang Xiaoqing's face turned red from drinking, and she leaned on Ximen Yu.
Ximenyu did not refuse.
"Ximen Yu, on the 15th of this month, I will be someone else's wife."
"I already know."
"My first time is for you, haven't you forgotten?"
"I won't forget it, but unfortunately, I can't be responsible for you. Now that I see you are finally married, I feel relieved."
"Sometimes I think you are a little ruthless, but when I think about it, it's not that you are ruthless, but the fact that you are a genius cultivator and I am an ordinary person. It is impossible for us to have results. In ten years, we will be together.
If we stand together, you will be like my brother. In twenty years, if we stand together, you will be like my son. In forty years, if we stand together, you will be like my grandson.
Oh. Haha, I dare not continue to think about it."
Ximenyu drank a glass of wine and said sadly: "It would be great if this was the case."
Ximenyu didn't want to say it, but by coincidence, on the fifteenth day of this month, Ximenyu no longer had his life.
"Ximen Yu, I have one last wish."
Ximenyu nodded and said, "You tell me, I will definitely satisfy you."
"I want to do it with you one last time!"
Ximenyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Okay! Should I go to your place or mine?"
"Not going anywhere, just here."
"OK!"
Ximen Yu pulled the tablecloth and overturned all the dishes and plates on the table to the ground. He pushed Huang Xiaoqing and Huang Xiaoqing fell backwards on the table.