After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 65
Soon, the place became quiet.

Only the person sitting on the stool with a happy face after drinking the "elixir of youth" remained.

They seem to have fallen into some kind of sweet dream, unable to respond to the outside world.

Ye Jiu turned her head and pushed Ye San. She fell to the ground with a happy face. Unsurprisingly, this guy couldn't wake up either.

Ye Jiu stretched out his hand to touch her body, and sure enough, he touched a small white jade bottle.

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Ye Zhaoling looked at the old man sitting cross-legged on the roof of the wooden house looking at the moon, and then at the thousands of people sitting upright in the open space. Finally, she touched Mao Tuanzi's bald head and muttered to herself.

"It's not that everything is worth a person's meddling. If you don't get something beneficial, you'll get all pissed off instead."

Chairman Mao: Come on, stop making excuses, you don't have much justice in your bones.An upright person would never use his butcher's knife to bully the weak, helpless and poor King Mao Mao.Look at my bald head, this is the evidence of your cold blood... balabala
"..." Ye Zhaoling ignored it. After thinking for half a minute, he lifted the Mao Tuanzi and slipped out of the cliff.

hair:? ? ?You can go by yourself, why are you dragging me?Buy one get one free if you die?This is not appropriate!Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whoaa

Ye Zhaoling stared at the direction Ye Jiu slipped away, and chased after him all the way.

Ye Zhaoling really didn't want to care about other people, he didn't have the interest and energy.

But Ye Jiu, this woman, she had to take care of, this woman must know something else!
The dead branches on the ground creaked and creaked under his feet, Ye Zhaoling chased after the black shadow, but he couldn't get closer to her no matter what.

It was as if Ye Jiu was leading her away neither far nor near...

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Although he, Lu Hangao, was not a hero, he had an unyielding spirit in his bones.

He doesn't admit defeat, but he isn't stupid either.

He was an orphan since he was a child, and he was adopted by someone to become what he is today. There are too many things in this world that he cannot control.

It's like he never knew who he was?

He also doesn't know where are his parents?

So the only thing he can do is fight, struggle.

He has always believed that one day, there will be someone who will lead him to find the true meaning of his life.

He did wait for that person, and it was the coming of that day that he still had the confidence to fight back in the mud even today.

"Master, here I come!"

He looked up at the sky and murmured.

He had been waiting for this moment for too long, too long.

"Master, do you see what good things my apprentice brought you!"

While speaking, he walked over, took out a heavy cloth bag from his arms, shook it, and hung it on his waist.

"A pocket full of charitable money. Master, these silver coins are saved by my disciples over the years, and there are a total of 340 coins!"

"For every good deed, one coin is left"

"Master, you haven't told disciple yet, where did disciple come from! Where should he go!"

He stood up, looked up at the sky, and asked softly.

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"...Follow my surname, surname Lu."

"Lu Hangao."

"I lived crazy for hundreds of years as a teacher, leaving behind a group of disciples, wandering all over the world, taking the sky as my quilt and the ground as my mat. Later, because of an accident, I suddenly realized that this should not be the case. Until you drifted to the point where you used to live I accepted you as a closed disciple. Yao remembers that there is a purple bamboo forest in the partridge sky. The eggs in the mother starling's nest were stolen by the snake, so it regarded the young you as its own child, and nursed you every day. Feed you bamboo rice. So I thought, since you were raised by starlings, let’s call you Hangao, follow my surname, surname Lu, Lu Hangao. I see persistence and tenacity in your eyes as a teacher.”

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"Master, if I can help you, I am willing. Why don't you let me practice "Nine Pills Corpse Soul Record"?"

He smiled softly, and continued: "Teacher, you are still young now. I don't want you to mature prematurely. You can grow up slowly. When you grow up, the teacher will teach you a lot. You have to Study hard, practice diligently, and strive to break through the falsehood as soon as possible and achieve the path to heaven! As a teacher, I will always watch you. If you are outstanding in all aspects, then I will teach you all the unique knowledge of my life. Remember, don’t be proud and complacent , the world is too big, you are just a drop in the ocean, you have to learn to fly, learn to travel in Kyushu, this is also the lifelong pursuit of a teacher!"

After all, the voice in the sky gradually faded away.

Master always likes to open the topic in such a serious way, and it is not easy for him to notice.

Can Master still see him today?
Even though he could see himself, Lu Hangao failed his master's expectations after all.

Lu Hangao stared at the 38 "people" in front of the black pot.

The family, after 40 years of absence, finally reunited.

Everything in the world, whether it is right or wrong, only cares about doing or not doing.

He holds a copper bell in his hand, and the sound is like a bell.

This time, the whole Qingcheng Mountain echoed with vicissitudes of life.

"The way of immortality is always auspicious, and the way of ghosts is always evil.

Gao Shangqing Lingshuang, elegy sings space.

I only hope that the immortal way will come true, and I don't want the human way to be poor.

In Quanqu Mansion, the northern capital, there are thousands of ghosts.

But if you want to curb people's calculations, you will cut off people's lives.

Aren sings Dongzhang to photograph Beiluofeng,
Shu chant the spirit of the devil, and cut off the six ghosts.

The weather is turbulent.My day is booming! "

"Ah!" Suddenly, a painful groan sounded, and then a young man was seen covering his ears.

Then more and more people became restless.

In this dead silence, a powerful force is hidden, ready to move.

"Crack!"

Suddenly there was a crisp sound, breaking the dull silence.

This sound is like overturning the boiling water in the pot.

The soaring flames bursting from the old man's body instantly ignited the wooden house below him.

Then, in the next instant, every inch of land in front of the wooden house turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the scalding flames were boiling, burning everything around them to ashes.

But within this flame, there is a strange bluish-white color that is spreading rapidly.

Lu Hangao was surrounded by flames, and there was a sparkle in his eyes.

The waist pocket suddenly fell down.

Clinking, hundreds of charitable coins scattered on the ground and rolled into the sea of ​​flames.

Those who desire heaven and immortals should establish one thousand three hundred virtues, and those who desire earth immortals should establish three hundred virtues.

"Master, this disciple can't become a fairy anymore."

(End of this chapter)