That night, Bai Ze rested in the dark-white house. Xiaozhu had lived in a mountain city since he was a child. When he met the mythical beast and demon spirit for the first time, he pestered him to tell the story about Kunlun Mountain. Bai Ze was also a very patient and good-tempered person, and he brought the fairyland to the fairyland.
He picked out the rare treasures in the book and told them to the little girl. When he heard Jiutian Xuannv, Tianlu and Lingyi, the little boy's eyes widened and he said "Wow~~~" in awe.
admiringly.
It was not until the night of May, after Mo Bai urged her repeatedly, that the girl rubbed her eyes sleepily, opened her fat and soft arms, hugged the master's neck, and muttered: "Maomao."
...I want Maomao..."
Mo Bai smiled softly, with a smile that was partly helpless and partly doting. He saw a puff of white smoke rising up in the room, lingering around Mo Bai. When the white smoke dissipated, the young man's slim and handsome figure was revealed again.
Nowhere to be found, the one he put on was a black and white, plump and round giant panda, holding the white, pink and tender female doll in his arms. Half asleep and half awake, Xiaozhu reached out his little hand and grabbed it.
She hugged Master's plush arms, buried her face in the soft fur, and fell asleep sweetly.
"I made you laugh." Mo Bai raised his head, looked at Bai Ze with his dark eyes, and lowered his voice.
"Parenting is not easy, Xianjun is very hard-working," Bai Ze smiled and shook his head. After a moment, he smiled again and said softly, "It's just that this child seems to be a mortal. Xianjun, don't worry about seeing her grow up.
Die forever?"
The panda's figure stagnated for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at the child in his arms. He saw that she was sleeping soundly, with her little face buried between the fur and her cheeks flushed. Mo Bai's appearance at this time could not tell the expression on her face.
The look in those black eyes became more and more gentle. He said calmly: "I didn't intend to have a deep friendship with anyone, but I happened to bump into her. This is my destiny. As for the life span... I have a son who is one hundred years old.
, Chang Worry Ninety-nine, if you are a parent, if you can really worry about your children for the rest of your life, wouldn’t it be a blessing? "
At this point, Mo Bai changed the subject: "What are your plans? The evil evil of Gu Diao has been eliminated, so it's time for you to return to Kunlun and resume your life?"
"No," Bai Ze replied without hesitation, "I haven't repaid that woman's kindness, so how can I return to Kunlun?"
Hearing this, Mo Bai said calmly: "Aunt Liu is simple and kind, but it's a pity that she has had a rough life. The loss of her beloved son has made her mentally exhausted and despaired of all her thoughts. She prays in her heart not to seek gold, silver, wealth, or career, but only to be successful.
Please be with someone to comfort her dry heart. If you are with her, you will be able to dilute her pain of losing her son and make her happy again."
"I have this plan," the young man Bai Ze nodded slightly and said, "Life is short, only a few decades. She has saved my life, so what's the harm in staying with her for the rest of my life? I believe Master will also understand.
"
After that, Bai Ze transformed again and turned into the pure white and cute little lamb. Mo Bai used his chubby palms to tie a bandage on his hind legs to cover up the healed wounds. Afterwards, the two talked about anecdotes about their spiritual practice.
, an interesting anecdote in the world, it was not until dawn when the rooster crows and the Liu family's aunt knocked on the courtyard door that Mo Bai transformed into a human form, walked into the courtyard, and opened the door.
"Mo Xiucai, is the little guy feeling better?" Widow Liu asked, standing on tiptoes and stretching out her neck, looking into the door. The little white sheep swayed its hooves and walked out of the house slowly, towards her.
She let out a soft "bah". When she saw it, Aunt Liu's eyes lit up and she looked obviously relieved. She couldn't help but praise: "Sure enough, people who have studied are different. A scholar can still be a doctor!"
The residents of the mountain city were always straightforward, and the two of them did not exchange much greetings. Widow Liu bent down, stretched out her arms to take the little white sheep into her arms, and patted its head gently with her rough big hands. Then, she said to Mo Bai again
After thanking him, he turned around and left with the lamb in his arms.
Mo Bai and Xiao Zhu originally thought that Bai Ze would repay the kindness and companionship, and Aunt Liu liked the lamb very much, so the two of them would get along well. But who could have imagined that things are unpredictable and fate plays tricks on people, and just three days later, Yi Xin
Bai Ze and Nanny Liu were good people, but they encountered terrible changes.
After Bai Ze moved into Aunt Liu's hut, he originally wanted to accompany her silently in the form of an Aries. However, every night after dark, he could see Aunt Liu tossing and turning and hear her sighing. She couldn't let herself be exposed even more.
She slept well, and often got up at midnight, walked to Gangzi's little bed in the moonlight, and fell asleep, clutching the quilt that had covered the child tightly, and wept silently.
Bai Ze understood that although his company relieved Liu's loneliness, in the heart of that simple woman, what she thought about forever was the baby who unfortunately died young.
That night, Bai Ze, who has lived in Kunlun Mountain for a long time and has no understanding of the world, made a wrong decision. He used his spiritual power to peek into Aunt Liu's thoughts, and what he felt was Aunt Liu's overwhelming love for the child.
The longing for me. Those silent and heart-wrenching calls, like an overwhelming number, one after another, all with the same sentence: My child, come back soon...
The extremely sad hope and prayer made Bai Ze's heart tremble. He thought for a long time and decided to fulfill Aunt Liu's wish and make her dream come true. So, he transformed his body according to the appearance of the child in the other person's thoughts, and transformed into
He looked like Gangzi.
A childish "Mother" called Mother Liu out of her memories. As soon as she turned around, she saw the child she had longed for staring at her under the moonlight. She was shocked, stunned, and dumbfounded. The next moment,
Her body trembled violently, and her trembling hands reached out to the little child...
"Mother." Bai Ze called softly. He opened his short child's legs and walked towards the kind and simple woman.
Tears rolled out of her eyes and slid down her rough face. Looking at the child approaching her, Grandma Liu burst into tears. She ran forward in three steps at a time, hugged the child tightly in her arms, and exclaimed.
Her trembling lips chanted the child's name over and over again: "Gangzi... you are back, Gangzi..."
The warm and tight embrace made Bai Ze feel warm. He could feel the trembling body of the woman surrounding him, and the hot tears falling on his shoulders, moistening them.
He had taken off his clothes. Even without using his spiritual power to spy, he could feel that the sadness and longing in the other person's heart turned into the ecstasy of reunion. The blazing warmth and the crazy joy also infected Bai Ze:
It turns out that this is human emotion. It is not like the mysterious women on Kunlun Mountain who have left this world and are free from the world. They are neither sad nor happy, and they are not stained by the world. It is not like the ancient mythical beasts sucking the essence of heaven and earth. They have no desires and desires, and are calm. In
In the mortal heart, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, manic and direct emotions fill the chest, fill the heart, and touch the softest string in the heart...
At the moment when Bai Ze felt the affection of human beings, Aunt Liu, who was crying for joy, finally stopped crying. She gently touched her son's tenderness with her rough and calloused hands of a mountain city woman.
With her tender little face, she rubbed his soft hair, as if she wanted to see her son up and down:
"I...I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Facing the woman's trembling question, Bai Ze smiled slightly, imitating the obedient appearance of a child, and replied softly: "Mom, it's me, Gangzi is back."
The silver moon was like frost, and under the moonlight, the woman's eyes were shining with water. She once again held the child in her arms with her left hand, and rubbed the top of his head with her right hand. But at this moment, the woman was happy
The gentle expression suddenly froze on her face. As if she had been struck by lightning, she pushed the child far away, and at the same time she retreated in panic, hitting the corner:
"No! You are not Gangzi! Gangzi has a wart on his forehead, you are not him, you are not my child!"
The woman screamed in panic. Bai Ze secretly blamed himself for not thinking well. He stretched out his little hand and wanted to grab the corner of Nanny Liu's clothes to tell her not to panic. But he couldn't say "Listen to me" before he could say it.
, I saw Grandma Liu’s whole body shaking like chaff. She suddenly picked up what she found in the bamboo basket on the table and stabbed him hard:
"Monster! Monster! You turned into a monster! Give me back my child and my son!"
Aunt Liu screamed uncontrollably. Bai Ze, who was caught off guard, was stabbed in the heart by the benefactor he wanted to repay. The cold sharp knife penetrated the flesh, and the blood dyed his clothes red. Bai Ze was shocked and speechless, and he stared in front of him.
The panic-stricken woman took a step back in fright, but she seemed to think of the child's miserable condition, mustered up the courage to rush forward again, pulled out the scissors, and stabbed the child again:
"Monster! Monster!"
The curses were like cold swords, piercing into the bone marrow. The heart-wrenching pain was more painful than the wounds caused by sharp knives. Bai Ze felt that his whole body was as cold as falling into a cold pool. But
The anger rising in his heart was boiling like underground magma, burning his mind. The next moment, the poisonous gas invaded by the Gu Eagle burst out in his mind again. Sadness, rage, hatred, and out-of-control emotions erupted like a volcano.
, Bai Ze, who lost his mind, suddenly changed his body shape——
An evil black smoke steamed up, shrouding the child's figure in haze. The black shadow continued to expand, and there were no young children or white lambs. The Kunlun beast, under the attack of poisonous gas, turned into
A ferocious giant beast broke through the roof and roared like thunder!
In the dark night, the roar of grief and anger shook the sky.
Mo Bai woke up from his sleep instantly. Even Xiao Zhu heard the sound, rubbed his eyes and asked drowsily: "Master, master, is it thunder?"
But the master didn't answer her. Mo Bai's face was solemn, and he hurriedly put on a coat and rushed out of the bamboo courtyard gate. The confused Xiaozhu tilted her head, jumped off the bed, and walked out with her legs -
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When she was young, she could not remember many of those days in Pingcheng. But the winter of that year was particularly clear in her mind and would be unforgettable in her life. She remembered the snow falling all over the sky and drifting silently.
The fire was soaring into the sky and the smoke was thick. She remembered the woman wailing and the monster screaming. She remembered the blood dripping and the black shadows... One scene after another, all her beautiful longings and hopes were shattered one by one, turning them into biting cold.
The ice slag was blown away by the north wind into the sky and the earth.
What she saw was a purgatory-like scene: evil spirits towering into the sky, covering the sky and the moon. Aunt Liu's house had been devoured by fire. Fierce tongues of fire spattered everywhere, igniting the surrounding houses and destroying the houses.
The beams and columns collapsed, and the uncles and aunts nearby ran in panic through the small streets, wailing and shouting: "Monsters - there are monsters -"
The monster they talked about was standing in the blazing fire. The dark poisonous shadows became more and more ferocious against the firelight. Xiaozhu was so frightened that he hid behind the door, only sticking out half of his head and looking at the monster in fear.
A giant roaring and spitting fire. But at this moment, she suddenly noticed that there was a golden pattern on the forehead of the black shadow demon, which was exactly the same as Bai Ze's.
Xiaozhu's eyes widened in surprise. She shook her head desperately, unwilling to believe that the dark and terrifying huge monster was the pure white and gentle boy. At this moment, the monster raised its arms and thumped loudly again.
Next, he actually wanted to crush Grandma Liu's house into rubbish.
It was too late to say, but soon, suddenly, a silver light flashed in the firelight, and the inky white figure rose into the sky and stood in the void. He waved the green bamboo staff with his right hand and pinched a magic formula with his left hand. Accompanied by a clear and clear cry.
, a whirlwind suddenly arose, rolling up tongues of fire, like a fire dragon, rushing towards the monster, spiraling up its body.
The giant beast roared and roared, transferring its anger to the young man in front of it. It waved its arms, and black poisonous smoke suddenly erupted, causing its figure to increase several times. Facing the overwhelming poisonous smoke, its dark eyebrows
Frowning tightly, he glanced at the residential houses behind him and the panicked neighbors on the street. He gritted his teeth and said in a clear voice:
"Hanlan Binglin!"
Suddenly, frost and snow fell from the sky. The ice crystals condensed rapidly and formed a high transparent wall, blocking the black smoke and dust that came like landslides and tsunamis. At the same time, the flying snow plumes also suppressed the rising tongues of fire and reduced the intensity of the fire.
However, the spiritual power of the Kunlun Divine Beast is unique, far better than the power of the Immortal Lord's cultivation, and the poison of the Gu Eagle is very powerful and ferocious. However, in a moment, the ice wall began to break, with a "clicking" sound and cracking lines.
Walking on the ice, broken ice shattered like stars and descended into the world. Seeing the rushing poisonous smoke, it was about to break through the ice wall. Mo Bai shouted loudly, and the top of the green bamboo stick in his hand emitted a dazzling fluorescent green light.
.
But Xiaozhu clearly saw a trace of blood overflowing from Master Mo Bai's lips. And the master's figure also changed, with two light spots, one black and one white, appearing and disappearing. His spiritual power was so exhausted that he couldn't even keep his human form, and almost died.
She was going to be beaten back to her original shape. Seeing this, Xiaozhu didn't even think about it. She bent down, grabbed the gravel from the ground, and threw it at the giant beast:
"Don't hurt my master!"
The stone was eroded by the poisonous smoke before it hit the giant beast. But her childish voice attracted the demon. The tide of poisonous smoke suddenly changed its direction and rushed toward Xiaozhu. Although the girl didn't know it,
What was that black smoke? But her instinctive fear made her run away. But after all, she was just a six-year-old baby. She was overtaken by the poisonous smoke before she could even run two steps. The eroding black mist instantly swallowed up the surrounding green bamboos.
House. And the jade gourd tied around Xiaozhu's waist also fell to the ground due to the broken ties, giving off a gleaming brilliance.
The poisonous smoke was getting closer and closer, like an evil black dragon, rushing towards the running girl. Just as the black mist was about to swallow Xiaozhu, suddenly, a tall, strong and round figure stood in front of her, and pulled her away.
He hugged him tightly in his arms. The black and white panda used his broad back to block the poisonous smoke from his disciple.
"Poof!" Mo Bai spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't care about his injuries. He first held Xiaozhu behind him to block it, then turned back to look at the giant beast and recited loudly: "With blood as evidence, with soul as evidence."
, my life is transformed into a lock, and my soul is controlled by my spirit!"
At that time, Xiaozhu didn't understand how dangerous this forbidden method was. She didn't understand that Master Mo Bai had sacrificed his own cultivation and even his life to compete with the spiritual power of Bai Ze's divine beast. She only knew that under the control of Master's spell,
Below, a ray of silver light wrapped around the body of the giant beast like a rope. The demon's body was restrained, and it couldn't help roaring at Mo Bai. Mo Bai didn't have the slightest fear, but instead shouted sharply:
"Bai Ze, return to your true heart and don't let that evil poison control you!"
Hearing what he said, Xiaozhu was startled. She grabbed her master's arm and said anxiously: "Master, master, why is Brother Bai Ze like this? Brother is a good person. He wants to help Grandma Liu!"
The childish words of the girl reached the ears of the giant beast. The ferocious black shadow seemed to be stagnant and stopped struggling. After a moment, the poisonous smoke slowly faded away, and the furious fire gradually extinguished.
The golden light pattern in the middle of the giant beast's forehead became brighter and brighter. Finally, the black shadow and poisonous smoke were annihilated by the golden light, and the monster-like huge figure continued to shrink, turning into that handsome young man.
Looking at the ruins burned by the fire around him, at the frightened and alert neighbors, and at the ink-white Immortal Lord with blood on his lips and covered in smoke and dust, Bai Ze looked ashamed and lowered his head silently. He walked into the ruins of the house.
, took out the frightened Nanny Liu, walked silently to Mo Bai, and gently placed the benefactor who he wanted to repay, but was stabbed into his heart by her, on the ground. Then, he clasped his fists in his hands,
Chong Mobai bowed deeply.
At this time, Bai Ze's face was pale, and blood was pouring out from the wound on his chest, dyeing his clothes red. Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Mo Bai could also guess the cause of the matter. He just
He raised his hand to knead the magic formula and wanted to use the magic to treat Bai Ze, but he saw the other party slowly shaking his head: "No need. I am controlled by the evil poison and hurt people's karma. This is the sin I should bear. Immortal Lord, I'm sorry.
"
The young man Bai Ze expressed his sincere apology in a deep voice. The next moment, he turned into a white light and disappeared in the night like a shooting star, but it was not towards the west where Kunlun Mountain is.
Unable to slay the demon, Bai Ze Wuyan returned to Kunlun to face his master. The human heart is unpredictable, and the water is difficult to measure. He is not deeply involved in the world and has no sophistication. Even if he has the ability to read people's hearts, he still cannot understand it.
The insight turned out to be a big mistake, which made his benefactor even more sad and crazy. From then on, Bai Ze only wanted to live in isolation, deep in the mountains and forests, alone, with each other, no longer wanting to be involved with others, and never wanting to make the same mistakes again.
Mo Bai sighed sadly, but the air in his chest moved, and he couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood. But he ignored his injury, stepped forward quickly, picked up the jade gourd that fell to the ground, and tied it quickly
He returned to Xiaozhu's waist and said sternly:
"Girl, you must wear this gourd day and night, and never leave it behind. Do you understand?"
In Xiaozhu's impression, the master always smiled. Even if he wanted to teach her a lesson, he would raise the corners of his lips and call her a "silly girl" or a "little fool". Xiaozhu had never seen his master look so nervous.
She had never heard him give her such solemn instructions. Although the girl didn't understand why, she always obeyed the master's words. She nodded heavily with "yes", stretched out her little hand, and gently touched the master.
His back is smooth for him.
After getting her promise, Mo Bai breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, seeing the monster escaping, the neighbors bravely stepped forward. They held hoes and shovels in their hands and stared at Mo Bai and Xiaozhu warily. Just now
In the battle with Bai Ze, Mo Bai not only used his magic, but also revealed his true form. The villagers could clearly see that the down-and-out scholar who usually wrote family letters had turned into a black and white iron-eating beast. Unknown.
Who took the lead in shouting "monster", as if it was the beginning of the prologue, and the curses and denunciations continued:
"Monster! Get out of here!"
"Fairy, you deceived us so much, leave quickly! Get out!"
The uncles and aunts, who were usually kind and kind, showed angry expressions at this time. The uncles waved their hoes and glared at the two of them fiercely. Some of the aunts were holding pots and shovels, and some were picking up stones and leaves.
He hit the two of them and cursed loudly.
Xiaozhu, who was called a "little monster" by them, fearfully grasped the corners of his master's clothes and hid behind him. Seeing this, Mo Bai helplessly tugged at the corners of his lips, outlining a bitter arc. He hugged him
Xiaozhu, in full view of everyone and amidst their angry scoldings, walked out of the small street and walked out of Pingcheng, where he had lived for six years.
The night breeze is blowing, and the rabbit lantern tied to the green bamboo, together with the whirling green bamboo, is gently swaying in the wind. The green bamboo is luxuriant, the lanterns are still there, and the colorful small windmill is still turning, but the one carrying the
The "home" where countless beautiful memories were held has become deserted and has become quiet and cold.
The snow fell silently, and the night was dark. Figures large and small blended into the snowy plumes in the sky and were no longer visible. Only whispers, faintly carried by the cold wind in this January.
The old house:
"Master, Master, we can't go home? Then where are we going?"
"Go to a place where there are no people and no monsters."
