After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 153

[Chapter 153]

Yuzhen Building.

“Guest officer, walk slowly!”

The shopkeeper played the golden abacus and happily sent a guest away. He looked up and saw Zheng Wan, who hadn’t seen him in more than a month, walking in briskly.

“Jin Huan Zhenjun, rare guest! rare guest!”

The shopkeeper hurried up to meet him, and bowed his hands in a salute.

“I’m here to find shopkeeper Bai, is she here?”

On behalf of the shopkeeper, he sighed:

“At this time, you are the only one who came to see Shopkeeper Bai, Zhen Huan.”

When Zheng Wan heard what he said was wrong, she hurriedly asked:

“What’s wrong with shopkeeper Bai?”

“Looking at it… it’s just a couple of days.”

Shopkeeper Dai sighed, “I told me this morning that I saw Rong Rong and talked nonsense to the wall for a long time.”

He is also considered a veteran in Yuzhen Building.

Shopkeeper Bai used to be a famous person, and if he says he can’t, he can’t.

“You go and report.”

Zheng Wan said, “So I said, I’m here to return an item on behalf of the old friend of Shopkeeper Bai…”

When she said this, she suddenly felt her teeth heavy as if they were filled with lead, and her mouth clenched.

“Wait a minute, Your Majesty.”

On behalf of the shopkeeper, he invited the second shopkeeper and asked him to entertain him. As soon as he lifted his robe, he ran to the backyard. After less than ten breaths, he stumbled over and stumbled when he passed the threshold.

Zheng Wan felt bad, and without waiting for the shopkeeper to speak, a blue sky flashed, and she flashed to the backyard.

The four open red lacquered doors were left open, apparently the shopkeeper forgot to close them when he was in shock.

Zheng Wan didn’t think much, but people had already entered the room.

The room was lit with ambergris, and the whole room, even the incense cauldron by the wall, was full of dying aura.

Zheng Wan saw the old man on the bed at a glance.

She was curled up facing inward, all she could see was her sparse withered hair exposed outside the quilt, and the thin quilt could not cover her jagged bones. Very thin, lying there quietly, as if not breathing.

“Bai… shopkeeper?”

Zheng Wan couldn’t help but lowered her voice.

Shopkeeper Bai lay motionless, like a skeleton without consciousness.

Just when Zheng Wan thought that she had gone, that broken gong-like voice passed through the heavy air and reached his ears:

“Yes… Zhen Huan Zhenjun.”

“I didn’t expect that the old man has an old bone, and he will still see you when he comes.”

“The shopkeeper…”

Zheng Wan had nothing to say.

She walked to the couch, and the hard object tightly held in her hand poked her soft palm, causing her throat to be stuck, and she couldn’t bear to say anything for a while.

On the contrary, the shopkeeper Bai smiled calmly:

“Come on, is it that person… has something to say.”

She turned her head.

There was no anger on her face at all.

The eye sockets were completely sunken in, and gray age spots spread all over the face. Under the dim light, at first glance, it looked like a rotten corpse.

Zheng Wan was taken aback.

She clenched her palm and spread it out again:

“Yes. Master said, return to the original owner.”

Huang Chengcheng’s longevity locks, and the ropes that had faded to almost gray and brown, lay in her snow-white palms.

Unbearable in the eyes of the young nun, the shopkeeper Bai laughed silently.

Her shriveled mouth opened, and she let out a breathy sound of “Hohohoho” before saying after a while:

“Your master, you still have this dog temper.”

Shopkeeper Bai moved, his skinny fingertips reached the rope, and when he pulled it, the longevity lock fell on the collapse and rolled.

Zheng Wan hurriedly picked it up and handed it to her open palm. Shopkeeper Bai clasped it together. The hand holding the longevity lock was placed on his chest, and after a while he said:

“True Monarch’s Dao name is very good.

People are floating in the world, why not enjoy it? It is still true that you can see it. ”

Zheng Wan was silent.

She asked herself, Zheng Wan, can you read it?

Worrying and worrying, fearing that the road ahead will be difficult to see, fearing that the love will last for a long time, then retreat.

No, she is nothing but a vulgar.

She can’t watch.

“Eight sufferings in life, birth, old age, illness, death, love parting, long-lasting resentment, not being able to ask, not letting go… I have tasted all of this life.”

Shopkeeper Bai lowered his voice.

The house fell silent for a while.

Only the incense burner by the wall exudes a somber aroma.

Zheng Wan subconsciously reached out and probed under her nose. Fortunately, she was still angry.

She withdrew her hand.

Shopkeeper Bai’s eyes widened suddenly, her eyes went straight through her, through the empty room, and looked into the distance.

A thin light came in through the window.

“Rong Rong, Rong Rong, you came to see A-Niang, didn’t you?”

She held out her hand tremblingly.

The longevity lock fell to the edge of the bed with a click, rolled, and fell to the ground.

Zheng Wan leaned over to pick it up, and when she straightened up, she saw shopkeeper Bai suddenly smile.

The thin and sallow face stretched out, mixed with sweet honey, the 28 girls who seemed to fall in love:

“Xiu Lang, Xiu Lang, you’re here…”

Zheng Wan suddenly remembered eight words:

Back to the light and back to the light, unable to return to the sky.

She didn’t say anything to pierce shopkeeper Bai’s delusions.

Shopkeeper Bai’s outstretched hands didn’t sway around in the air, but only a piece of air was caught. She looked at her hands blankly:

“Xiu… Lang?”

Those turbid eyes that were shrouded in the shadow of death blinked, and suddenly they became clear. Shopkeeper Bai laughed:

“It seems that until death, God will not let me get my wish, that’s all, that’s all.”

“True monarch?”

“Please tell me, shopkeeper.”

“That Taoist monarch, but the true monarch’s beloved?” Before Zheng Wan could answer, the shopkeeper Bai actually hummed a tune that was popular recently, “Don’t wait, the boy’s head is white, empty and sad…”

“True Monarch, don’t be like me…”

Zheng Wan pursed her lips.

“How happy it was at that time. He looked into my eyes and said, ‘Qingqing is like the moon in the sky and the brocade in the clouds, and he must cherish the love and hide it’. Later, he said, ‘Qingqing is the moon in the sky and the flowers in the clouds.’ , Unpredictable, ‘… He painted for me, planted peach forests for me, thrush for me, cut through thorns…”

“Xiu Lang, Xiu Lang, Yu Niang… I miss you.”

Shopkeeper Bai gradually closed his eyes.

Zheng Wan stood quietly. At this moment, the world was divided so clearly. With the bed as the boundary, one side was life and the other side was death.

“Bangdang-”

The wind blew, and the door swayed, hitting the threshold, making a loud noise.

Zheng Wan woke up like a dream.

“Treasurer Bai…”

On behalf of the shopkeeper stepped in.

“Gone.”

Zheng Wan turned around.

The shopkeeper stopped abruptly.

He looked at the young female cultivator, her face was calm, her eyes were clean and clear, and she didn’t have any major grief, but her face was slightly pale, which was comparable to the wall on the side.

“My condolences on behalf of the shopkeeper.”

“There’s no such thing as a sad festival.” The shopkeeper on behalf of him smiled bitterly, “If you live like this, you’ll be clean when you die.”

With a flick of his sleeves, he walked to the Bogu shelf on the side, and took a square red sandalwood box from the shelf. The words on the box were engraved: My daughter Bai Rong.

Zheng Wan watched the shopkeeper take out the box, came to the couch, and respectfully placed the box on the round table beside the couch.

“On behalf of the shopkeeper, this is…”

“Treasurer Bai left a message saying that he didn’t need to be buried, so he would be burnt to ashes and scattered in this world. It’s better to be free. And Bai Rong, if someone comes to pick it up, he will leave it. If there is no one, he will be scattered with her.”

Zheng Wan put the longevity lock in her palm on the sandalwood box.

A fireball popped out of the shopkeeper’s fingertips. The fireball fell to the ground, and the quilt was softly lit. The red flames shot up ten feet high, but in a short while, the whole room was reflected in red.

Before Zheng Wan retreated, she listened to the “ZizZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZJH” Co., Ltd., like raw meat rolling over an oil pan.

She watched without blinking, reminding herself of the face soaked in suffering and remorse, withered and charred to black, the flesh was burnt through, and only a pair of gray bones remained.

The bone frame that had been drained of blood marrow could not even maintain its white color, and after a while, it gradually became soft, and was blown into ash by a slight breeze.

The fly ash swirled and settled on the bluestone floor.

“Did the shopkeeper help the cook before?”

Zheng Wan’s voice was hoarse.

Under his control, the fire did not spread beyond the bed at all, and even the round table beside the bed remained the same.

“Yes.”

With a flick of his long sleeves, the shopkeeper on behalf of him scattered the ashes on the ground.

The wind picked up, blowing these ash swayingly out of the window, flying over the grass, over the eaves, over the city, fluttering to the sky, and sprinkled some on the ground.

Zheng Wan took back her soul consciousness.

This freedom after death is just a delusion of the weak to appease himself, and it is useless at all.

she thinks.

On behalf of the shopkeeper, he took the sandalwood box back into his arms, Zheng Wan glanced at the longevity lock above, and suddenly said:

“Can you give me this longevity lock?”

At this time, the door outside the small courtyard opened with a bang.

A purple figure rolled in like a whirlwind:

“Where’s Bai Yu from her?!”

Zheng Wan looked up, only to see a face with no sadness and no joy. It was the master who came. He didn’t seem to be able to make expressions, only a pair of eyes showed three parts of confusion and seven parts of distress, and asked her:

“Where’s Bai Yu from her?!”

White shopkeeper:

“died.

Zixiu: “Dead?”

Shopkeeper Bai: “Yes, he died, his bones and ashes were burned, and he was scattered around the world.”

“Hahaha, he actually died, but he died simply!”

Zixiu opened her arms and laughed.

His narrow and charming eyes narrowed into sweet crescent moons, and he laughed until tears came out. He wiped it, laughed and walked out, just as he was about to step over the threshold, a strand of Yuan force wrapped the sandalwood box and the longevity lock and rolled over.

“Aw-”

Shopkeeper Bai wanted to chase out, but Zheng Wan raised her hand to stop him.

“Don’t chase.”

“Can–”

The shopkeeper looked at Zheng Wan and suddenly understood.

This is the person White Shopkeeper wants to wait for.

“I go.”

Zheng Wanqing made a flash in the sky, and the person had already left the Yuzhen Building, but before going down the steps, he suddenly stopped.

Down the steps, three feet away, a seven-foot man in a purple robe and a high crown, holding a small red sandalwood box, stopped moving.

“Master…”

she said.

Zixiu did not look back:

“She…does she have a last word?”

“Boss Bai said that it’s too late for her to regret it.”

Zixiu stepped out.

Zheng Wan chased out:

“She also said that she has already tasted all the eight hardships in life.”

two steps.

“She finally said, ‘Xiu Lang, Yu Niang misses you.'”

Three steps.

Thousands of meters of blue silk have turned into snow.

Zheng Wan stopped and covered her mouth abruptly, watching in disbelief that Shizun’s well-maintained black hair turned into white snow in an instant.

A delicate silver crown fell on her long snow-like hair, shining brightly.

“understood.”

Daojun Zixiu stepped out one step at a time, and his figure was already mixed into the bustling crowd, and he was nowhere to be found again.

Zheng Wan stood there for a while, and a surging tide of love from nowhere but completely irresistible grabbed her instantly, making her unable to wait for a moment.

Zheng Wan shook her hands and took out the sound transmission jade talisman from the storage bracelet:

“Cui Wang, Cui Wang, where are you?”

She was crying.

It was quickly connected over there, and a cold jade-like Qinyin came:

“Wanwan, what’s wrong?”

Just hearing this “Wanwan”, Zheng Wan cried out in spite of her image, and she cried out of breath:

“Cui Wang, come here, will you come here?”

“I miss you.”

Cui Wang fell beside her almost in an instant.

Seeing that she was in good condition, her frowning brows loosened slightly, and then twisted up in an instant:

“What’s the matter, Wanwan?”

He wiped her tears with his soft fingers.

“good.”

Zheng Wan sullenly rushed into his arms.

“kindness?”

“Cui Wang, I said yes.”

She sobbed, but firmly said, “We will get married, and we will hold a ceremony of dual cultivation.”

No matter the future, only for the present.

Have fun now.

Zheng Wan’s heart was relieved, and she only heard a soft “Boom”, as if something was suddenly punctured, making her wise and wise, and no longer hindered.

A hurricane formed by Yuan force poured down from the Baihui point above her head, and Zheng Wan stood there unconsciously.

Cui Wang took a step back and frowned as he looked at the long street where people came and went. He only had time to drop three high-level Primordial Gathering Formations and two protective arrays at the bottom of Zheng Wan’s feet. In use, sold out.

The monks outside the Yuzhen Building suddenly stopped.

Looking for the source of the great change in Yuan Power, but found that the Yuan Power whirlpool above the head of a woman in green clothes under the steps of Yuzhen Building is getting bigger and bigger, and she can’t help but be shocked:

“It’s actually an epiphany?! It’s still a realm of knowledge!”

As we all know, the higher the cultivation level, the less chance of enlightenment.

And this person can also have an epiphany in such a noisy place, which shows that his understanding is excellent.

“Walk around, get closer, maybe you can understand something!”

The monks swarmed over.

But when his sight touched the white-robed Jianxiu who was standing beside the woman in Cuiyi with a sword, he did not dare to move forward.

Just a joke, that is Daojun Li Wei who is like thunder in the entire Xuan Cang Realm!

Looking at the sword in his hand, it was as pure and severe as it was astonishing, and it also vomited the sword intent that no one was allowed to approach.

There was a cultivator holding a sword, and the sword in his hand trembled because of the fighting spirit of the opponent and Wei He.

“Liwei Daojun is protecting the law for people.”

“The person who realized the epiphany will not be Yuqingmen…”

“Retreat further, retreat further, Li Wei Daojun’s sword will not tolerate people.”

Everyone retreated, but they were reluctant to leave, and they only lingered in the vicinity.

Zheng Wan’s epiphany took a day and a night, and when she opened her eyes, she found that her cultivation had broken through to the late stage of the realm of knowing and micro, which was close to the Great Perfection.

“I……”

Breakthrough again?

“Wanwan,” Cui Wang’s eyes sank, “You suppress your cultivation, don’t break through the realm of nothingness before I get the second volume of “Moxu Jing”.”

The Yuan Li obtained in this way still needs to be sorted out by the corresponding exercises in the “Moxu Jing”, otherwise, she will be missing a piece of this exercise.

Zheng Wan is both proud and helpless:

Others can’t wait to break through from time to time, only she, because the speed of cultivation is too fast, she has to work hard to suppress herself, not too fast.

What a sweet and painful burden.

“Got it.” She only remembered what happened before she had an epiphany, and asked Cui Wang, “What did Daojun think about my proposal before?”

“It’s an honor, and welcome.”

Cui Wang pinched her nose, and then Zheng Wan realized that there were bloodstains on his snow-white cuffs, which were particularly eye-catching.

She grabbed him by the sleeve:

“How did this happen?”

Cui Wang withdrew his hand lightly and brushed her away:

“not mine.”

“Whose is that?”

“The coward.”