Under One: The Dragon's Wife

Chapter 2
The voice is still Yao Xiangu's voice, but the tone has changed, and the whole person's aura has also undergone earth-shaking changes, especially her eyes that have become full of hostility at the moment, are exactly the same as the white snake in the dream, I am a little confused Who is the one standing in front of me? My heart started to get hairy, and my skin got goosebumps: "You... who are you?!"

She approached me, but didn't answer my question: "I give you two ways, either marry me as your wife, or be my disciple and help me practice until I refine the Dragon Pill again!"

I am really afraid of this kind of situation. Yao Xiangu said that my great-grandfather is a disciple of an immortal teacher, so maybe it really happened. Although I don’t know when my great-grandfather will renew my life, but Yao Xiangu said that my parents died Strange, ten years ago I was so sick that I was able to come home from the heavy snow alive, and it was weird.

My heart was about to burst out of my throat, I gritted my teeth and chose the second one, no matter how stupid I am, I would never choose to marry a worm.

Immediately after I finished speaking, Yao Xiangu's body trembled violently again, her eyes returned to normal, but she looked a little weak, not pretending.

I tentatively called her twice, and she waved at me: "You silly girl, why did you choose to be his disciple? Do you know that it takes a long time for a wild animal to cultivate a 'Dan'? How many times have you been afraid of it?" I can't run away..."

I hurriedly asked: "Then what should I do? I can't choose to marry him, can I? He's a bug and I'm a human..."

She shook her head, found a piece of red paper and took a pen to write something on it: "He has crawled over your bed anyway, and he can still protect you if you marry him. Your great-grandfather has offended you a lot in his generation. Monsters and ghosts, sooner or later he will not be the only one who will come to your door. Even if you become his disciple, he will still climb into your bed, treat him like a bull or horse for nothing, and let him ruin you... Forget it, it’s fate , you just admit it."

I regretted hearing her say this: "Can we still discuss it?"

She turned her head and glanced at me: "My fairy said that this thing is not easy to mess with. It has a strong background. Since you have chosen this path, you should go down. At least your grandpa, grandma and yourself will be saved. You Even if you are in my line of work, I still don’t know what you have committed, I’ve been alone all my life, my man and my son have been killed by me.”

Five disadvantages and three deficiencies I heard from my grandfather when I was a child, referring to numerology.The so-called five disadvantages are nothing more than "widowed, widowed, lonely, alone, disabled.".To put it bluntly, the three deficiencies are the three deficiencies of "money, life, and power".

This world has its own laws of operation. Taoism emphasizes cause and effect.The way of heaven is clear, and the cycle of cause and effect.If the cause and effect are changed by intervening without authorization, then the part of the causal power that has been changed will be borne by the person who intervened.Most of the feedback results will be reflected in the form of five disadvantages and three deficiencies.Yao Xiangu has been a witch for so many years, and it is inevitable that she will suffer retribution.

Since I can't go back on my word, I can only admit it, but I am a little brooding about the death of my parents: "Xiang Yao, is my parents' death related to him?"

She knew who I was referring to by 'he', sighed and said: "Your great-grandfather destroyed the place where he practiced, and even took other people's things. Wild things hold grudges the most, not to mention that he is linked to his cultivation base. It takes thousands of years for a wild animal to cultivate a 'Dan', and killing a few members of your family is trivial. You have to remember that your grandfather gave you your life, and you should pay it back."

I wanted to ask my great-grandfather when he would renew my life, but she handed me the red paper: "Here, his name is Qu Tianfeng, he was born with the blood of a dragon, and he is much more expensive than ordinary worm gold." A lot, I just don’t know why I haven’t been able to become a dragon, maybe it’s related to the loss of the dragon pill. You take this back and paste it and confess it.”

Qu Tianfeng, I couldn't help but think of a poem: If you look closely, it's not that the snow has no fragrance, but the wind blows the fragrance away.

After leaving Yao Xiangu's house, I walked slowly on the country road full of potholes. There is no moon tonight, and the night is terribly dark.Thinking of what I experienced at Xiangu Yao's house just now, I believed in the unclean things in the world, and I couldn't help feeling a little scared when I walked alone at night.

"It's Xiangling, why are you here in such a big black sky?"

It's the voice of Tan Ermazi from the village, who has no blood relationship with my family, but according to my seniority, I should call him uncle.This person looks shabby and idles all day long, and his family is clinking with poverty. He belongs to the kind where one person feeds the whole family and the whole family is not hungry. He has not married a wife in his 40s.

I shone the light of the flashlight towards him, and he was standing at the intersection in front of him, wearing a black torn padded jacket and cotton trousers, and holding a kerosene lamp in his hand. Light up a little area around his body, no wonder I didn't notice him just now.

I didn't feel relieved because I met a big living person on the road. Tan Ermazi's character is not good. There are a lot of romantic rumors about him in the village, and there are no other people around him. Called Uncle politely.

When I passed by his side, I smelled an unpleasant smell. A single sloppy guy like him doesn't take a bath often in summer, let alone winter.

He suddenly grabbed my wrist: "Hey, why don't you hurry away, don't you have to say a few words to uncle? College students look down on rural people after they go out and see the world?"

To be honest, I really don't like his way of speaking, so I said bravely, "It's too late, uncle, I have to go back."

He grabbed my hand and refused to let go. I struggled twice but he held on tighter. When he spoke, his two thick lips moved up and down quickly, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth: " It’s not too late, don’t people in the city like to spend the night?”

I don’t know if he did it on purpose. At first he grabbed my wrist, but then he grabbed my hand. I really dislike his hands, which look like they haven’t been washed in 800 years. They are so dark that you can even see the palm prints on them. I don't know, to be honest, he is old and not serious.

I was a little annoyed, and when I shook off his hand, he came up to me shamelessly, with a bad smell in his mouth: "Let's go, let's go to Uncle's house and drink some wine."

I couldn't help but raise my voice: "What kind of wine should I go to your house to drink at night? You are an elder, can you show some respect?!"

He was not stopped by my yelling, and his small eyes, not much bigger than mung beans, glanced around, as if to see if there was anyone nearby: "Drink some wine, what's the matter..."

I was a little panicked. There is a large farmland on the left of this road, and an earth slope on the right. It is unlikely that anyone will come at night. If he wants to do something to me, I really dare not think about it.

(End of this chapter)