"I thought that the most important thing in his life was the Buddha, but I didn't expect that the most important thing to him was a woman." The female ghost Haitang said quietly after she woke up. "It's not that I'm bad, but I'm not the person he likes."

Tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes, and her eyes looked at Qinghuan with a touch of sadness. "Thank you for letting me see this clearly."

Qing Huan's eyes were equally indifferent, "Drink all this soup and go."

"Aren't you reluctant?" The female ghost Haitang asked before holding up the soup bowl, eagerly, as if she wanted to prove that this mysterious and powerful woman is just like herself. "Would you not let him go? He loves you so much and treats you so well..."

"The past has passed, the future has not yet come, I only exist in the present." Qing Huan smiled slightly. Love is never something that can hold her footsteps. In her eternal life, love is just a beautiful process, not a final ending.

She enjoys and loves such loneliness, but at the same time she has learned open-mindedness and calmness from Xuan Ji. Whether she is confused or lonely, she owns it. All she has to do is to find answers for confusion and companionship for loneliness.

But the female ghost Haitang couldn't understand. She looked at Qing Huan, as if she also understood a little why Xuan Ji was tempted by her. After a long while, she drank the soup and walked slowly towards the dark side.

It will be a new cycle.

You see, as long as you put it down, there is nothing you can't live with.

Qinghuan laughed lowly, she sat at the table and started to make a new pot of soup. Ji Guang and Xiao Hei chased and played in Zhuangzi. After the female ghost Haitang embarked on the road of reincarnation, they ran out and were rubbing her leg intently. I don’t know who I learned from it. Maybe it’s because I became a cat before. Jiguang’s current calls are all meows. Because of his chubby body and short legs, Mo Ze couldn't run fast. He also sat in Qinghuan's arms all the time. From time to time, the little ghost reached out and stirred the soup with a spoon.

Such a quiet and peaceful time did not last long, because very soon, the holy flags began to rustle, the bells rang loudly, and a few small moments disappeared like a fish slipping into the bottom of the lotus leaf, that speed was fast Yes, it was just a blink of an eye from Qinghuan.

Although a little embarrassed, but... these three are all wearing super cute appearance, Qing Huan just wanted to laugh when he saw it.

The female ghost in red from a distance approached, and Qing Huan realized that she was not wearing red, but her clothes were stained red with blood, but the strange thing is that from the outside, she did not have it. Any wound visible to the naked eye.

As soon as she saw Qinghuan, the female ghost rushed over, knelt in front of Qinghuan, raised her head and begged to ask: "The girl is a fairy? Please girl help!"

In fact, she is not a god, but she doesn't need to explain to the female ghost. "What is your wish?"

"My master, there are three senior brothers, the fairy begs you to save them! I am worried, I am worried..." The female ghost suddenly became flustered, and she kept shaking her head, but she couldn't say a word. Was a huge blow during his lifetime. Seeing this, Qing Huan stretched her finger to the center of her eyebrows, and the female ghost fell down.

A snow-white figure slowly appeared on the bridge, and Qinghuan said: "Take her to Liwangtai for settlement."

"Yes."

Mo Ze took the initiative to turn into a red light and spread it out on the table, quietly watching the life of the female ghost above, and the ins and outs of her life and death.

The female ghost's name was Liang Xue, and she was a female Taoist priest during her lifetime. There is an old naughty master and three brothers who have their own strengths. The four masters and disciples have no discipline, relying on each other for life, the world is home, and they make a living by catching demons and exorcising evil spirits. It would be great if she lived like this for the rest of her life, but it was a pity that Liang Xue fell in love with someone she shouldn't love. That person was the apprentice of her uncle. Heavenly Mystery Fate Dao Fa... In his opinion, all can be sacrificed. The two masters and apprentices practiced evil methods, and finally they hit the master and apprentice Liang Xue.

The female ghost Liangxue did not know the love between men and women, so she was naturally deceived. The pair of masters and disciples was trying to extract her soul and use the evil method to refine her as a Raksha, but the four masters and brothers desperately rescued her, the female ghost Liang Xuegui was obsessed with his heart, and ended up like this. Although he died, his soul was free.

She was immersed in a pool of blood during her lifetime. In order to save her and free her soul, the master changed her fate against the sky and spent a hundred years of life with the three seniors. In the course of the battle with the uncle, they did not win, and both sides were injured. The senior brother broke his leg, the second brother lost his cultivation base, the master was gray-haired overnight, and the third brother was seriously injured.

Female ghost Liangxue is extremely guilty, hating her being confused and being used by a traitor. She died when she died, but she was sorry for the kindness of master's nurturing and the fellowship of the brothers. They just escaped from the mountain. Female ghost Liangxue didn't even know if they could survive.

She just wanted to make up for the regret that she couldn't bear Huan's knees. She just wanted to save them and let them live well. In addition, she had to get rid of the uncle and that person, otherwise the world's creatures would be ruined.

As a cultivator, she has forgotten even the most basic Tao, and now she has ended up like this, and she has to rescue her before she can gather a group of remnant souls. Female ghost Liangxue can't wait for her soul to disperse in order to apologize.

Qing Huan sighed.

There was heavy snowfall, and three people with broken clothes and wounded walked hard in the snow. The person walking in the middle of them was very big, and after a closer look, he discovered that he was carrying a comatose person on his back. It was freezing cold, and if they couldn't find a place to stay, they would soon die here. Even if you find a place to stay, whether you can get out of this mountain alive is still a problem.

At this moment, suddenly there was a faint cry of baby. The white-haired old man who was in the lead was taken aback, and quickly looked around.

"Master, what's the matter?" asked the young man with his back on his back, his face covered with blood stains, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

"It seems that a child is crying."

"What?" the young man said without hesitation, "then look for it!"

Even at such a juncture, they still did not lose their innocent heart, tolerant, upright, and kind. Qinghuan suddenly felt that it was an honor to save such a person.

The old man tremblingly pushed aside the snowdrift, and saw the child wrapped in the dead branches and fallen leaves covered with snow. The little baby was already bruised with cold, even the crying was faint. He quickly picked up the child and said, "We have to speed up a little bit, otherwise not only will we die, but the child's life will not be saved."

"Yes, Master." The young man who has always loved the Master the most did not keep silent as before, but was very submissive.

The young man who walked in the end coughed twice, but he immediately covered his mouth, bleeding from his fingers, and he wiped it off like an okay person, and then continued to follow.

Strangely enough, shortly after they met the child, they saw the fire at the foot of the mountain. The four masters and apprentices hurriedly knocked on the door. There was no one in the room except the stove which was burning vigorously. On the table, there were steamed flatbread and side dishes, as well as a few plates of beef with sauce—it seemed to be for them.

The four hesitated for a moment, and the veteran said: "Now that's the only thing that can happen, eat quickly, and leave all the valuables on your body when you leave later." Otherwise, you will have to bear another cause and effect.

Real cultivators have a very hard life. Taoists have a breeze in their sleeves. If they want to be detached, they can only practice penance, otherwise, like those gods, go to fortune-telling and see what their lives are like. Don’t they have a good life? ? Old man Lang pays attention to two things in accepting disciples in his life. One is fate and the other is quality. Although his little disciple is moved by people who shouldn't like, his moral character is not polluted from beginning to end. Even at the moment of life and death, she blocked the attack, otherwise they would not have the current life.

As he was thinking, a pair of soft hands suddenly hit his face. Old man Lang looked down and saw that the child was gradually warming up under the stove, and he was looking at him with **** and bright eyes. Children who have been abandoned on the ice and in the snow are useless even if they want to find their parents. Old man Lang sighed, and a sadness appeared on his face that had always been inconspicuous.

At this time, the boy brought the warm rice soup over, "Master, feed this child a little bit."

Old Man Lang hummed, and used a spoon to feed the baby in his arms with rice soup: "Shou Xian, you should go and eat something too, let's hurry up during a break, lest your uncle and the others are not dead and catch up again. ."

"Got it." The young man named Shouxian turned back and sat down on the kang, biting the big cake and looking at the child in Old Man Lang's arms in a trance. "Master, what should we do with this child? Shall we leave before we find her biological parents?"

"It's a baby girl who lost the child in the winter. It's undesirable to think about it. Even if you find it, it's useless." The young man drank a shochu and said lightly, with a sad expression on his face. The man who was still handsome and handsome despite describing the embarrassment on his back was placed on the kang, and he was forced to pour some rice soup just now. This life is all hanging, and no one knows how long he can live. The pills were eaten as early as the war, and it was their good blessing to be able to return to the mountain alive.

"Then what should I do, Master? This kid?" Shouxian asked worriedly, then glanced at the young man. "It's pitiful."

"...Take her with you."

The sudden hoarse voice stunned everyone, and Shouxian said in surprise, "Big brother! You are awake!"

He ran over happily, took the food and stuffed it into the hand of the handsome man.

The man coughed a few times and did not answer. Instead, he looked at Old Man Lang: "Master, God took away one of our younger sisters. Isn't this giving us another one?"

Yes, at such a juncture of life and death, it was a coincidence that we met so, and then we found this wooden house, which happened to have wounds and food...Old man Lang sighed and said, "Yes, it's a destiny."

"Choose a name for this doll!" said the optimistic boy with a baby face.

Old Man Lang thought for a while. At this time, the man spoke again-in fact, he didn't know why, but suddenly such a name popped up in his mind. "Call Qinghuan. The taste in the world is Qinghuan's Qinghuan."