Chapter 135: Lone Star

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"Hundreds of miserable things in the world, the most terrible, but the guests died in other countries." The beautiful young man leaned back against the beams of the deserted temple in the desert. The black clothes slid down the beams and turned in the endless roar of the night .
He looked up, walked through the eaves without the bricks and tiles and looked at the night outside with anxiety. Haoyue, which was round like a white jade plate, sprinkled with silver and fell on his translucent body, making him look like a man. Need to gently pull along this silver glow satin, you can return by the moon.
"Do you know why?" The young man turned his head gently, his eyes deep as the bottom of the pool looked at him from the top, his head was a time of countless vast years and reincarnation, and there was a faint light.
Xuan Jiuming looked at his rare and fragile appearance and couldn't help sighing, softening his voice as he continued and asked, "Why?"
"Because the furthest road in this world is the way back to the hometown. But once a person dies, the grudges of the previous life will also pass away. Even if the scene of Xiangyin Township is close to the ear, it is vivid, and the way home is difficult. Outline, who can remember the way home..." said the young man, his voice slowly lowered, and the water droplets at the corners of his eyes seemed to shake.
Xuan Jiuming looked at him, and the right hand that had originally gripped the peach wood sword slowly dropped.
The young man on Liang stared at him for a while, and suddenly smiled: "I lied to you."
Xuan Jiuming sighed helplessly, raised his sword to catch the black claws that the youth attacked on him, and only heard the roar of roasted meat, and the flavour of the meat did not follow. The youth's cry of pain was not small.
"You still don't remember long." Xuan Jiuming retracted the Taomu sword and put a rune on the loose spirit of the youth to stabilize his body.
Qin Qing lay down on the ground in grief, and his face was irresistible.
Xuan Jiuming saw him like this is really angry and funny. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could hardly imagine that the evil spirit that had disturbed the Bian Shazhou's road of business for hundreds of years was such a rogue young man.
Look at his appearance, the age when he died is not very big, it should be the age just past the crown; the robe on his body is not a vulgar thing, his family is outstanding, but he died at such a magnificent age, no wonder The resentment is so big.
"Do you want to go home?" Xuan Jiu Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man on the ground. He raised his hand and dragged his clothes to the outside of the temple. "Then you will go to the dead city with the poor road."
"I'm not going!" Qin Qing immediately turned around and hugged the pillar in the temple, scolding, "Stinct Taoist! Go yourself!"
Xuan Jiuming let go and sat down beside him: "I'm useless."
Qin Qing looked up suspiciously at him: "...Why?"
Xuan Jiuming answered very quickly and was very certain: "Because I have no previous life."
Qin Qing immediately shook his shoulders and smiled, tears in the corner of his eyes, could not help rolling on the ground: "Who are you cheating?"
"Because you are so crazy and moody, you were deceived by your loved ones in this desert and died in a strange land?" Xuan Jiuming's expression remained unchanged, his voice softly.
Qin Qing immediately smiled, turned over from the ground and stood up, then walked a few steps outside the temple and was called back by the stink Taoist's finger-fuck! I forgot to wear the charm! Qin Qing could not help but scold.
"What the do you want?" Qin Qing turned to stare at him, blood rolling under his pupils.
Xuan Jiuming walked slowly in front of him and said: "You are the destiny of Tiansha Lone Star, destined for the death of six brothers, and your loved ones are also forced to kill you."
Qin Qing sneered: "As you say, I deserve it if I die?"
"But you killed them later to vent their anger, and the Qin clan has already cut off their sons and grandchildren. Why should you stay here again and make fun of murder?"
Qin Qing looked at the sorrowful Taoist's mournful expression, and his heart became more angry: "I killed all the gangsters with blood on my hands. What's wrong?"
Xuan Jiuming said righteously: "It's wrong to kill people."
Qin Qing couldn’t refute this, and listened to him continue to say:
Born in life is a fate of days, when it is born, when it dies, it is already a destined thing. You repeatedly intervene, it is the order of the day that disturbs you. you."
"Even if I cast a baby, it's the fate of Tiansha Lone Star. I can go to Huangquan alone as a ghost and tell me to give birth. You might as well kill me with a sword here!"
Xuan Jiuming listened to him and said silently for a long time: "You really don't want to be reborn?"
How can there be freedom to be a ghost? !
Qin Qing replied, "Yes!"
"That's good." Xuan Jiuming suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and handed it to Qin Qing. The edge of the blade was glowing green under the moonlight. At first glance, it was a poisonous murder weapon, "You don't want to be reborn, I will reincarnate on your behalf."
Qin Qing held the dagger and dared not set the channel: "Are you crazy?!" Having said that, he didn't carelessly insert the dagger into Xuan Jiuming's abdomen.
"Anyway, I don't have a previous life, I should have..." Xuan Jiuming knelt on the ground, his mouth overflowing with black blood, and said softly, "Qin Qing, I'm going to reincarnate on your behalf, you can promise me, no more Killed..."
Xuan Jiuming's voice became lighter and weaker at the back.
Qin Qing looked at the Taoist Da Neng, who had astounded the entire Jiuzhou, because he fell into a dilapidated temple like Bian Shazhou. He walked up to him and pinched his chin, and yelled, "The ghost will only promise you!"
After saying this, he left the place with his sleeves straight.
But he didn't see that he kept mumbling at the lips of the stinky Taoist slowly, and then he died.
The destiny of Tiansha Lone Star is extraordinary. He has chased Qin Qing for a long time, and even if his mana is boundless, he is still affected by his destiny. Today, even if Qin Qing does not kill him, he will soon die in the hands of others, it would be better... let Qin Qing owe him a life.
Qin Qing's previous life was calculated by a loved one, his body was cut off, and his upper body was not cut off when he was eaten by the vulture lone wolf. He watched his eyes be pecked out of the eye socket by the eagle before he died.
After he died, he didn't remember much about his previous life, so he wouldn't remember that he had a history with him in the city of Chixia.
But this boy didn't dare to go to the city in death.
"Qin Qing, I will reincarnate on your behalf, but you have to promise me not to kill any more..."
"If you kill someone again, you owe me all your lives..."
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Qin Qing circulated this sentence in his mind until he woke up in the ghost hall.
There is never a shortage of working ghosts in the mansion. When Qin Qing wakes up, there are some ghosts carefully selected by the ghost divisions. The not-so-chilling little ghosts come to serve the ghost king to get up.
Qin Qing waved his sleeves and pushed them away.
The little ghosts knelt down in panic, fearing that the new ghost king was as violent as the previous one, and tossed them to the eighteenth level of if they were not well. I don't know what Qin Qing would do to them at all. This new ghost king's mind is all about how to walk the back door of his good friend.
"Don't kneel, I'll come by myself." Qin Qing waved these little ghosts back, pinched a magic formula to sort out his appearance, and hurried to the palace of the king of his usual office.
He pinched his fingers last night, Xuan Jiuming died yesterday, at the age of 24, and today ghost ghosts should have arrested his soul.
Qin Qing walked to the Hall of Lords with a big swing, and at a glance, he saw Xuan Jiu Ming, who was lined up in the long dragon team and his moon white gown suddenly turned into a fairy.
Qin Qing sat on the seat of the throne, turned to look at the place where he recorded the birth and death years of Xuan Jiuming, and then frowned, raising his hand to summon Gui Si: "Aren’t we all told? Be a good officer, but open the back door to him, why is he a lonely mountain abandoned baby in the next life?"
"Eh, you don't know, Lord Xuan's soul can't bear too much blessing. If he is reborn into a wealthy and rich family, he can't survive this number." Gui Si said, extending three finger.
Qin Qing said: "Thirty years old? Isn't this good? Six years more than this life."
Ghost Secretary's face was bitter, and he whispered: "I am three years old...
Qin Qing: "..."
"That's it." Qin Qing raised his pen and dipped in cinnabar, and sketched a few times in the past book. "Choose a better mountain for him, with more flowers and plants, more lakes, and more forest animals... "
Oni side nodded again and again: "Is it, so it is the mountain of the previous life?"
Qin Qing: "...Yes."
"Eh, my subordinates will do it immediately."
The efficiency of the ghost company is good, Qin Qing is also taking good care of the officer, the long dragon team is gone soon, and he can spare a lot of time to pick up Xuan Jiuming on the mountain.
But this time, he failed to see the swaddle wrapped in Xuan Jiuming in the familiar old place.
Qin Qing scolded, and quickly walked up the mountain. He went to a high-rise building in the bamboo forest where he was very delicately repaired, and kicked fiercely against the door: "Heaven!"
The white-haired teenager turned back expressionlessly, with no focus in his eyes, and shouted lightly, "Teacher."
"Master, your mother!" Qin Qing was too lazy to explain to this that he wasn't his mother-in-law's business. He stepped forward and grabbed the crying baby in his hand. "How do you take care of your master? How many times have I said that you are afraid He went to the bed under the tree to give him an extra bed quilt. If he was afraid of mosquito bites, he would give him two incense... Look at how you fed him..."
Qin Qing gently wiped off the milk stains on the corner of the baby's mouth, and patted his back to coax him, and the baby who was flushed with milk was gradually crying, and then Qin Qing hugged him and sat on the bamboo chair again. Feed him milk.
And Tian Quan has been standing on the spot without expression.
Qin Qing glanced at him: "Why didn't you take care of your stone today?"
"I have wiped Frost Cream's body, replaced it with a new spring, and added new ice."
"No wonder you are so busy that you are so busy feeding your Master."
Tian Quan didn't excuse him, just bent over and retreated. Qin Qing didn't have to think about it, knowing that he would definitely play the flute for the blue stone that he regarded as a treasure.