My Taoist buddy has practiced surrogacy

Chapter 1398 Unexpected
Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing's painful expression. She bit her tongue and put a drop of blood on his forehead. She said, "Three hundred years ago, you blocked the thunder for me. Now it's my turn to repay you."

The nine-fold thunder tribulation of the Haoqing Sect sensed Ling Xue's blood oath and turned into purple lightning. The power of the thunder tribulation was so strong that the entire mountain temple was shaking.

Zhou Xing looked at Ling Xue, his eyes full of determination. He protected Ling Xue under his body and withstood the lightning strike. His back was charred, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing's painful expression, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart. She took the opportunity to pour the Demon Sect's internal force into Zhou Xing's Dantian. The two people's auras merged, forming a huge yin-yang fish formation.

Under the bombardment of the thunder tribulation, the Yin-Yang Fish Formation emitted a powerful light. It swallowed the thunder and protected the two. In the end, the Yin-Yang Fish Formation was embedded in the mountain wall, and the two people fainted in the cave.

When Zhou Xing and Ling Xue woke up, they found that they had survived the thunder tribulation. Zhou Xing's white hair turned black, and a silver magic pattern appeared on Ling Xue's chest.

After the disaster, Zhou Xing and Ling Xue returned to the town. They did not choose to leave, but continued to live in the town.

The two reopened their shop and put up a signboard reading "The Butcher's Wife and the Tofu Shop." Zhou Xing always gave an extra half ounce of meat when he cut it, and Ling Xue quietly put coptis root water under the tofu to clear away heat and detoxify.

One day, Ling Xue opened the account book and found a piece of dried detoxifying herb inside. Zhou Xing came over scratching his head and said, "It's for your throat... Don't talk too much, just eat it!"

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing and smiled. She knew that their relationship had become even deeper during this ordeal. They lived an ordinary but happy life in this small town, facing the future 9,967 ordeals together.

Heavy snow fell on the glazed tiles of the palace like goose feathers. Zhou Xing curled up in the corner of the cold palace, wearing only a thin undershirt, shivering in the ice and snow.

Once, he was a prince of the royal family, but because of being framed, he was demoted to a commoner by his father and sent to the cold palace. Now, he doesn't even have a complete winter coat, and can only curl up here, enduring hunger and cold.

Suddenly, a faint groaning sound reached his ears. He raised his head alertly and found a beggar with wounds all over his body lying in the snow not far away. The beggar's hair was messy and his face was covered with dirt, but Zhou Xing still saw something different in his eyebrows.

Zhou Xing's heart moved, he struggled to stand up and walked to the beggar. He tore a piece of cloth from his body and bandaged the beggar's wound. The beggar opened his eyes slightly and looked at Zhou Xing, with a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

"Thank you very much for saving my life." said the beggar weakly.

Zhou Xing shook his head and said, "Don't thank me, I just feel sorry for you. In this deep palace, we are all pitiful people."

At this moment, the door of the cold palace was suddenly pushed open, and several eunuchs walked in. When they saw Zhou Xing and the beggar, they showed disgust in their eyes.

"Oh, isn't this the demoted prince? How dare you hide someone in the cold palace?" an eunuch said sarcastically.

Zhou Xing stood up, stood in front of the beggar, and said, "He was the one I saved. It has nothing to do with you."

The eunuch sneered and said, "So what if he's a prince? He's just a lost dog now. Since you're so compassionate, use these leftovers to feed him."

After saying that, the eunuch threw the leftovers in his hand on the ground. Zhou Xing looked at the leftovers on the ground, and felt angry, but he still picked up the food and handed it to the beggar.

The beggar took the food and ate it greedily. Zhou Xing felt sad when he saw him.

"From now on, I will call you Axue." Zhou Xing said.

Ah Xue nodded and said, "Thank you for the name, sir."

As the days passed, Zhou Xing suffered a lot in the cold palace, but the hatred in his heart grew deeper and deeper. And Ah Xue gradually recovered under Zhou Xing's care.

However, fate did not favor them. A sudden plague swept the entire palace, including the cold palace. Zhou Xing's father and brothers died one after another, leaving only him, a forgotten prince.

With the support of the ministers, Zhou Xing was forced to ascend the throne, but his heart was twisted by hatred, and he vowed to make all those who had bullied him pay the price.

After ascending the throne, Zhou Xing began his tyranny. He slaughtered meritorious officials and imprisoned all those who had bullied him. The entire palace was shrouded in terror.

Axue was very worried when he saw Zhou Xing's changes. He tried to persuade Zhou Xing many times, but it was useless. Instead, Zhou Xing began to doubt him.

One night, Zhou Xing was drunk and staggered into Axue's room. He looked at Axue with an evil look in his eyes.

"Axue, who do you think you are? I saved you back then only because I felt sorry for you. Now, you dare to meddle in my business." Zhou Xing said.

Axue looked at Zhou Xing, feeling a wave of fear in her heart. He said, "Your Majesty, please wake up. I am doing this for your own good."

Zhou Xing sneered and said, "For my own good? You are just a beggar, what qualifications do you have to control me? Come, drag him out and give him fifty lashes."

The guards stepped forward and dragged Ah Xue away. Ah Xue did not beg for mercy when she was beaten. He knew that his advice had made Zhou Xing angry.

When Axue returned to Zhou Xing, he was already dying. Zhou Xing looked at Axue's appearance, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be so heavy-handed.

At this moment, Axue suddenly coughed up blood and then fainted. Zhou Xing looked at Axue and felt panic in his heart. He quickly asked someone to invite the imperial physician.

When the imperial physician arrived, he felt Ah Xue's pulse. He shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, this man is too seriously injured. I'm afraid he won't live long."

Zhou Xing felt a pang of grief when he heard the words of the imperial physician. He looked at Axue with a trace of regret in his eyes.

Ah Xue had a dream while in a coma. He dreamed of his childhood and remembered that he was actually Ling Xue, a disciple of the Haoqing Sect of the Demon Sect. He underwent this tribulation to help Zhou Xing overcome the difficulties.

When Axue woke up, he found that he was no longer in the palace. He was locked in a dungeon. Zhou Xing stood in front of him with a cold look in his eyes. "Axue, I actually knew your identity a long time ago. You are a disciple of the Haoqing Sect of the Demon Sect, and you came here to help me overcome the tribulation. However, I don't need you now. I will hand you over to the national teacher and let him use your blood to refine the elixir." Zhou Xing said.

Axue looked at Zhou Xing, feeling disappointed. He had not expected Zhou Xing to be so heartless. He said, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten that I once saved you? Is this how you repay me?"

Zhou Xing sneered and said, "You saved me? That was just to complete your mission. Now I don't need you anymore, so you are useless."

After hearing what Zhou Xing said, Ah Xue felt sad. He knew that he could no longer count on Zhou Xing to let him go. So, he decided to use his own strength to escape from the dungeon.

Axue used blood to draw a formation, trying to break through the dungeon's restrictions. Just when he was about to succeed, Zhou Xing threw out an iron chain and wrapped it around his wrist.

"Since you know that I am a disciple of the Demon Sect, you should understand whether the crime of killing my master is engraved in my soul?" Zhou Xing said coldly.

Axue was stunned. He didn't expect Zhou Xing to say such a thing. He looked at Zhou Xing with a hint of despair in his eyes.

At this moment, the nine-fold thunder tribulation of the Haoqing Sect sensed Ah Xue's blood oath and turned into purple lightning. The power of the thunder tribulation was so strong that the entire dungeon was shaking.

Zhou Xing looked at Axue, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes. He didn't know how to choose. At this moment, Axue suddenly rushed towards Zhou Xing, and the two hugged each other tightly.

"Let's die together." Axue said.

Zhou Xing felt Ah Xue's determination and was moved. He gritted his teeth and decided to face the thunder tribulation with Ah Xue.

The auras of the two merged together to form a huge Yin-Yang fish formation. The Yin-Yang fish formation emitted a powerful light, swallowing up the thunder and protecting the two.

Under the bombardment of the thunder tribulation, Zhou Xing and Axue's bodies were severely damaged. Zhou Xing's dragon robe was blown to ashes, revealing the hideous demonic pattern on his back. And Axue's white hair also turned three points darker.

The two supported each other in the thunder tribulation and endured the pain together. Their will became more and more firm, and finally they successfully survived the thunder tribulation.

After the thunderstorm ended, Zhou Xing and Axue returned to the palace. Zhou Xing looked at Axue, his heart filled with gratitude. He said, "Axue, thank you for accompanying me through this calamity. I was wrong, I shouldn't have treated you like that."

Axue looked at Zhou Xing, smiled slightly, and said: "Your Majesty, let the past be the past. We should cherish our present life."

Since then, Zhou Xing has completely changed himself. He is no longer a tyrant, but a monarch of the Ming Dynasty. He and Axue govern the country together and let the people live a happy life.

The two took off their fine clothes and lived in seclusion in a small town. They opened a tavern and lived a simple but happy life.

One day, Ling Xue opened the account book and found a piece of dried detoxifying herb inside. Zhou Xing came over scratching his head and said, "It's for your throat... Don't talk too much, just eat it!"

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing and smiled. They knew that the road ahead was still long and there were still 9,967 disasters waiting for them. But they believed that as long as they were with each other, there would be no difficulties that could not be overcome.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting Zhou Xing's face. He wrapped himself tightly in his tattered single garment and huddled in the corner of a dilapidated temple. The tiles on the roof were broken, and snowflakes fluttered down and accumulated on his dirty shoulders. His left hand unconsciously rubbed the blood jade birthmark on his palm, which was the only mark he remembered about himself.

Three months ago, he was chased in a chaos and jumped into the icy river. The cold river washed away his memory, leaving only this blood jade birthmark, as if telling his unknown life experience. Since then, he has become a beggar on the street, living on occasional charity from kind people and his own begging.

That night, the news of the sudden death of the King of Zhenbei spread throughout the capital. The funeral procession passed through the ruined temple in a mighty manner. Zhou Xing saw the luxurious coffin through the crack of the door. Suddenly, the blood jade birthmark in his arms burned, and pictures flashed through his mind: the seven-year-old prince was chased by men in black and fell into the icy lake. These pictures were fleeting, but he felt very real.

"What happened?" Zhou Xing held his head, trying to grasp the lost memories. At this moment, there was a noise outside, and several thug-like people walked into the ruined temple. When they saw Zhou Xing, they showed disdain and malice in their eyes.

"Hey, isn't this the stupid beggar?" The leading villain said, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'm here to tease you." Then they started to punch and kick Zhou Xing. Zhou Xing fought back, but he was weak and was no match for them.

Just when he was about to lose consciousness, a woman's voice was heard: "Stop!" The voice was clear and pleasant, and it seemed to have a magical power that made the villains stop.

Zhou Xing opened his eyes with difficulty and saw a woman in plain clothes standing at the door. Her eyes were firm and kind, and she held a bamboo stick in her hand. The woman's name was Ling Xue, the eldest daughter of the merchant Ling family. She came to collect debts and saw this scene when she passed by the ruined temple.

Ling Xue used a bamboo stick to drive the villain away, and then walked to Zhou Xing. She took out a silver needle from her bosom and stopped Zhou Xing's bleeding. When she examined his body, she found a crescent-shaped scar on the back of Zhou Xing's neck. Ling Xue's heart moved, but she didn't say anything.

Zhou Xing looked at Ling Xue with gratitude: "Thank you for saving my life, may I know your name?" Ling Xue smiled: "My name is Ling Xue, the eldest daughter of the merchant Ling family. I felt sorry for you, so I saved your life. What are your plans for the future?"

Zhou Xing shook his head blankly: "I don't remember anything, I just know that I am a beggar. I will repay you for saving my life in the future."

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing, and inexplicably felt a sense of pity in her heart: "If you don't mind, you can go to my pharmacy to help. I will pay you and also let you have a place to stay." Zhou Xing nodded quickly: "Thank you, young lady, I am willing."

Since then, Zhou Xing has been helping out at Ling's pharmacy. Although he has lost his memory, he is very intelligent, especially in mathematics. He keeps the pharmacy's accounts in good order and calculates the costs accurately.

On this day, a distinguished guest came to the pharmacy. It turned out that the medicinal materials used to treat smallpox were in short supply, and the pharmacy needed to urgently allocate them. With his wisdom, Zhou Xing proposed the method of "sealing the medicine with ice", solving the problem of storing medicinal materials. Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing from the side, her eyes full of admiration.

However, the peaceful days did not last long. The warehouse of the medicine shop caught fire late at night, and the fire was fierce. Zhou Xing rushed into the fire scene regardless of the danger, trying to rescue the medicine. In the sea of ​​fire, he vaguely saw a Panlong jade pendant on the waist of the arsonist.

Zhou Xing pushed Ling Xue to a safe place, but his sleeves were burned. Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing, feeling touched and worried: "I'm glad you're okay, don't take risks again." Zhou Xing smiled: "It's okay, I just don't want to see the medicine shop burned down."

After the fire, Ling Xue decided to take Zhou Xing to Jiangnan to check the accounts. Along the way, Zhou Xing relied on his intelligence to see through the smuggling conspiracy of the Cao Gang. In the cabin, Zhou Xing accidentally found half of the tiger talisman that Ling Xue carried with her.

"This is……"