My talent is resurrection

Chapter 145 Zhou Xian's Story of Finding Her Husband ([-])
In early autumn, the weather is cool.

Chen Jiu spent a lot of money from a traveling merchant and bought a little donkey. He usually sat leisurely on the little donkey, hanging a carrot in front of it, which attracted the little donkey to walk slowly.

He has stayed in the Bone Taoist Temple for more than two hundred years, and now he thinks about it like a dream and feels unreal, but it has a strong influence on his xinxing. After all, he has lived for more than two hundred years, and many things have come to his mind Many, not as grudges as before.

The little donkey was walking on the mountain road, and there were no people in the mountains and rivers. On the way to the north, Chen Jiu suddenly changed direction and went to the east, and asked the surrounding residents about the route along the way.

After asking, he opened his money bag and counted it carefully. He was still worried when it was over, and after counting it again, he tied it carefully and put it in his arms.

Chen Jiu's trip was to fulfill the last wish of an old friend, and maybe he could not be called an old friend. After all, they didn't have any friendship. It was just a last wish entrusted to Chen Jiu by a middle-aged monk before his death in the secret place of Kongtong.

Chen Jiu went all the way to the east, and within a short distance, he saw the bustling town in the distance.

Chen Jiu searched for the address that the middle-aged monk told him before he died, rode a donkey slowly, asked passers-by from time to time, and finally found the door of the house in Baizhi Lane.

Chen Jiu turned over and got off the donkey, and took out the money bag again worriedly, counted it carefully, and knocked lightly on the door after confirming that it was correct.

There were hurried footsteps from inside, and then the door creaked. A woman in an apron looked at Chen Jiu at the door, froze slightly, and asked cautiously.

"Which one are you looking for?"

Chen Jiu took out the purse and said with a gentle smile, "Someone asked me to give this to you."

The woman took the purse, her expression suddenly startled, and she asked Chen Jiu eagerly, "Where are the others?"

Chen Jiu said slowly: "some accident happened, and I can't come back."

The woman trembled and was about to fall, so she quickly supported the door wall, bowed her head in silence for a long time, finally looked up at Chen Jiu with red eyes, and said.

"Sir must have traveled a long distance to come to my house, so stay for a meal."

Chen Jiu waved his hand, "No need, I'll leave later, before it gets dark, I'll walk a little longer."

The woman was heartbroken, so she nodded slightly, "Thank you sir, I wish you a smooth journey."

Chen Jiu nodded, turned on the donkey, and walked away step by step.

The woman closed the door in desperation, leaned against the door, and curled up slowly, afraid of disturbing the children who were studying in the room, so she could only sob extremely softly.

Chen Jiu left the town on a donkey, headed northwest, and returned to the original route.

He didn't have any money on him now, and he put it all in his purse, and gave it to the woman, which was his own comfort.

Now that he gave this money bag, he also fulfilled the obsession in his heart. For a while, his mood was much brighter, and he was even more excited when he thought of what he was going to do in the future.

Chen Jiu went all the way north, and the next place was Qingfeng City, which he never forgot in his heart.

At the beginning, before he had settled Qiuyue Goulan's account, he was killed by that woman's sword cultivator, which caused the black python demon pill to explode and let him enter the secret realm of Kongtong.

Now that Chen Jiu is back, he has to ask Quan Qiuyue Gou Lan first.

If he doesn't smash this bullshit hook, he will have no face to go to Lao Cao's grave in his life!

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In the Bone Taoist Temple.

Although Ma Jiuwan has a thousand-year lifespan, he did not live to a thousand years. Because he fought too hard with other Golden Core cultivators, the Golden Core fell to the root of a stubborn disease, and there was no cure for the Golden Core in the world, so Ma Jiuwan only survived. Nine hundred and ninety-nine years later, Buxin passed away.

Before Ma Jiuwan passed away, Brooke and the old Taoist in the pot only heard Ma Jiuwan say something.

"Green water buried me."

So the two of them combined and buried Ma Jiuwan a hundred meters away from the cesspit. The cesspit was indeed green, but it was too ugly, otherwise Brook could have buried it closer.

If Ma Jiuwan knew this, he would be angry.

But he definitely didn't know, instead he got out from a cliff, and the first thing he did after that was to look at his storage magic weapon, and found that there were quite a lot of things inside, so he was relieved and started laughing.

He, Ma Jiuwan, has been in the Bone Taoist Temple for thousands of years, and has obtained countless magic weapons. Now he has taken out all of them, and when he studies them thoroughly, he will kill all the monks of heaven and man!

Ma Jiuwan waved his sleeve robe and fled away. He didn't intend to find Chen Jiu. The two of them will meet again in the future. The first thing to do now is to understand all these magic weapons, otherwise I have so many magic weapons , and I don’t know how to use it. Didn’t I just make it clear and ask others to grab it.

So Ma Jiuwan decided to hide and retreat for a few years, and then leave after figuring out these magic weapons.

At that time, he, Ma Jiuwan, is bound to win the title of No. 1 Nascent Soul in Tianguang Prefecture!

Ma Jiuwan pondered for a moment, then felt something was wrong.

After he has thoroughly researched these magic weapons, Brother Chen reckons that he should be a Nascent Soul. Is it possible that he will have to fight his own Brother Chen for the title of No. 1 Nascent Soul?
The more Ma Jiuwan thought about it, the more frightened he became, he quickly shook his head.

If you can't, if you can't, it's good to be the second person of the Nascent Soul. Brother Chen will be the first. Our family, I will naturally be the first.

Thinking of this, Ma Jiuwan nodded in satisfaction, his body turned into a wisp of green smoke, drifted into the forest, and disappeared without a trace.

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Mountains and rivers have trails.

Zhou Xian was riding a bay red horse, looking at the travel notes in his hand, the book was about to talk about exciting places, the bay red horse suddenly stopped, took Zhou Xian in a daze, and then looked up.

On the short road in front of you, several burly men with knives in their hands blocked the way, and one of the robbers with a slender face laughed sharply.

"Hey, she's still a little lady!"

The bearded robber next to him laughed loudly and said, "Then today we will not only rob money, but also rob sex along the way."

The leader of the robbers looked at Zhou Xian's figure maliciously, and said with a smile: "Little lady, hand over the money first, and serve our brothers once, so I will let you go, how about it?"

With a blank expression on his face, Zhou Xian put away the mountain travel notes, took out a golden dagger from the bag behind him, and twirled it between his fingers.

The leading robber was stunned for a moment, then smiled puzzled and said: "Why, the little lady still wants to kill herself?"

The leading robber waved his hand again, and said with a sneer: "Even if you kill yourself, our brothers will not dislike you, but we will strip you off and throw you into the town afterwards. If you think it's okay, you can kill yourself."

Zhou Xian's eyes flickered slightly, and became extremely sharp, as if looking at an animal, looking at the leader of the robber.

The leading robber liked her eyes very much, and became more and more excited. He immediately stepped forward with a knife, and wanted to play with this little lady first.

Zhou Xian flicked the golden dagger, only to hear a slight tremor, the dagger was like a flying sword, and wanted to cut the robber's throat.

A ray of golden light came and flicked away the dagger in Zhou Xian's hand extremely softly.

There was a loud noise here.

Zhou Xian suddenly looked back.

There was a figure in a green shirt, riding a little donkey, walking slowly and unhurriedly.

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