Chapter 51:

Seeing Yuan Xianger and the others walking away, Haohan squatted on the statue of White Tiger, his eyes still burning with unfading golden light.
"It's pretty awesome. The statue of God Lord Lingguang was ruined for him." His eyes narrowed. "It didn't work. It's a pity. It's not easy to find a Sirius now."
"The little wolf who hasn't finished the skeletal period, you won't be glorious even if you win." Du Shuo who stood on the side replied lightly.
Haohan turned his head to look at him, and looked at him up and down for a long time.
"How do I feel that you are a little different to this little girl." Haohan retracted his tail and claws and turned back into a human form. "Before, as long as things related to human beings, you never paid attention to it, never more. Just say a word. I can hear you just now, you are reminding her, reminding her to come out and stop her apostle before the master gets angry, right?"
Dushuo didn't pay attention. He stood on the high steps facing the wind, his gaze fell on the row of roofs at the foot of the mountain seemingly inadvertently.
"Do you think that human girl is special? There are humans who don't want to take advantage of it. She dare to confront the national teacher for this. I was also taken aback by her words. As a result, humans at this age are still innocent. , When she grows up for a few years, she will change, and she will soon be about the same as these people of Dongxuan Sect.
Haohan didn't need Du Shuo to respond, he seemed to be used to talking to himself.
"I seem to hear the sound of a pipa again. It sounds so good, it can be heard from such a distance."
"Find a chance to persuade you," his golden pupils fell along Du Shuo's sight to the foot of the mountain, "That little fox, always so close, is too dangerous. In case the master finds out, She is over."
There was a soft sound of chain collision in the air.
Du Shuo closed his eyes and said for a while,
"If I can persuade..."
Yuan Xiang'er and Nan He went hand in hand, walking on the way back.
Thinking of the scene just now, Yuan Xiang'er still has lingering fears.
"You are too impulsive. That place is the main altar of Dongxuan Sect. Anyone who comes out is a great man. Wu Yuan, can't you feel my situation is still safe?"
Between the apostle and the master, each other can sense whether the other's situation is dangerous.
"I...I persuaded Nan Ge not to be impulsive. I said that I felt you were not in danger. He didn't listen to me." Wu Yuan whispered in Yuan Xiang'er's ear. He spoke and glanced at Nan He several times with a guilty conscience. Eyes, I hope Nan He will not expose him.
It is impossible for him to admit that since he couldn't contact Yuan Xianger, he panicked immediately. I was more excited than anyone just now, and I kept jumping up and down and shouting, "Brother Nan, come on, hit his mother, we rushed in and rescued Axiang out."
"Fortunately, only a stone sculpture was damaged, and they didn't say anything. In case the roof is smashed through, it is estimated that we will have to lose a lot of money, haha." Yuan Xianger joked, deliberately downplaying the possibility of smashing Xianle Palace. The horrible result.
Nan He was riding beside her without a word and expressionless. It seemed that it was not him who had just tried his best to hug Yuan Xianger's trembling slightly.
Yuan Xianger realized that he was not very happy, he was still afraid.
After hitting the horse two steps, Yuan Xiang'er poked her head to coax Nan He, "Make a bond, make a bond, and we will make it when we return. You can always know if I am safe or not."
Nan He ran away with his legs between his horse's belly, leaving them far behind.
Even so, Yuan Xiang'er saw a smile on his lips in time.
Yuan Xiang'er looked at the back who was running far ahead, his waistline was tight, his legs were slender, and his riding and galloping movements looked special.
She couldn't help but remember the feeling of being held in her arms by that person. There was something warm on my chest, and it overflowed, like sweet-scented osmanthus sugar boiled in a pot, thick syrup overflowed all over the floor, and the air was full of sweet fragrance.
It feels good to know that you are loved and cared for.
Always soak in such warmth and happiness. Even the sharp heart of the previous life became soft without knowing it.
The mother, who had always resented, can finally see her mother's gentleness from different angles in retrospect.
Yuan Xiang'er thanked God for giving herself a chance to live again, so that she could meet so many lovely souls and be loved by them.
She also deeply likes them and the world.
In Changle Palace, the national teacher standing at the top of the world with his hands on his back, facing the mural in front of him.
The sleeping hall was empty, and the disciples did not dare to enter without being called. The apostle hiding in the dark feared and resented him, and would never take the initiative to show up.
The magic circle painted with tea on the case table has disappeared as the water dries up, and no longer appears in his mind.
In his eyes, it should be said that in his sight, there is only the mural in front of him.
Characters and demons composed of strands of spiritual energy clearly appeared in his mind, without the restraint of walls, those lines were beating and changing, like another living world in time and space.
In one corner of the picture scroll, a huge nine-tailed demon fox screamed from the sky, and nine long tails hung up like a snake. The wizards who had invaded the territory and challenged his authority were photographed into flesh on the cliff one by one.
A young little Taoist fell into the corner, and the ink lines outlined his panicked facial expression. His face was full of nose and tears, and he watched the demon admire his most respected master, his beloved brother, one by one. Swallow it into the stomach.
The sharp teeth and the red flowing down from the big fishy mouth made him frightened and terrified, and carved an eternal hatred in his heart.
The single-line figure stumbled and rolled down the cliff, and escaped from the fox demon's feet.
He described being embarrassed and full of grief and anger, kneeling in the mountains and woods and vowing to kill all the demons in this life in this life.
Losing his master and companions, the lonely little Taoist Lingding walked in the picture scroll. He didn't know how many falls and injuries he suffered until he fell exhaustedly under a pear tree.
"Eh, what's the matter with you?" Sitting on the pear tree was another little figure drawn by Lingmo, and a yellow pear was thrown in the little man's hand. "Are you hungry? Give this pear to you."
"Don't worry about it. It's autumn, the harvest season. The food is delicious, so I should be happy."
"Can you stand up? I'll take you to my house. My wife cooks deliciously."
The harvest season yielded the only friendship for the rest of his life.
The two little men became best friends.
Every few days, the little Taoist priest in the picture would always return to the hut near Lishu, where his friends would wait to blanch two pots of wine, accompany him to talk about the wine and talk all night long.
Only at this time, the murderous young Taoist priest could temporarily let go of the big stone in his heart and forget the exhaustion caused by the killing.
The picture composed of spiritual energy became faster and faster. The little Taoist angered a powerful demon king. The little man with ink and wash lines ran from the mountains all the way, exiled in the big river, and finally escaped and fell in the demon's claws. under.
At this moment, his friend appeared in front of him, and the lines that made up the body twisted and turned into a big fish, driving away the monster and saving his life.
"You turned out to be a demon." The little Taoist stood up, his sword pointed at his only friend far away, shaking so much that he could barely hold the hilt of the sword.
He couldn't believe that his eyes, his best friend, turned out to be the demon he hated.
"Well, I am a demon, but also your friend. Can't people and demon be friends?"
The man turned his back to the blue sky and sunset, smiled at him, and stretched out his hand. But he dropped the hilt and fled.
Miaodao in front of the mural stretched out his hand and pressed the blue satin in front of his eyes.
The always steady fingers couldn't stop shaking.
"No, no forgiveness, no friends. There is only killing in my world. Killing is my only way."
I don't know when the sun will set on the top of the mountain. Without his summons, no one even dared to come in and hold the lamp, leaving the world in the house dark.
...
But it was said that Yuan Xianger and his party left the city of Kyoto, crossed the Yellow River, and headed north.
Because they were worried about rebirth, they walked in a hurry all the way after coming out of Xianle Palace. They missed the hotel and had to stay in a courtyard along the way.
Zhou Deyun’s companion knocked on the courtyard door, and the woman who answered the door opened the door and shook her head repeatedly.
"No, no, how can these many people live? I was scolded by the master for nothing."
When he was about to close the door, an arm was blocked on the lintel, and a young man Lang Jun smiled at her with curving eyebrows.
"My aunt is convenient, but we are greedy for half a day and missed the hotel. There are chaotic mountains around here, so we have nowhere to rest."
The woman who had just quarreled with her husband and was sulking inexplicably felt that her mood had improved. She suddenly changed her face and said with a smile, "Yes, it's not easy for anyone to go out. Wait, I'll go and tell the master."
Hu Sanlang gracefully crossed his hands and bowed, "Thank you aunty."
"It's okay, it's okay. My host has always been hospitable, so I can agree to it. Later, I will take you to the guest room, and I will give you some hot water, so that you can relieve your fatigue." The woman said, she entered happily. The house is gone.
Wu Yuan crouched on Yuan Xiang'er's shoulders, "Look, this is the natural ability of the fox race, the power of charm. It is especially useful for humans. It seems that it is not useless to let Saburo follow."
They were quickly arranged into a comfortable guest room, and Yuan Xianger had the opportunity to try to draw a new bond formation circle.
She held a talisman pen and dipped cinnabar on the ground to interview and drew one.
"It turns out that it's only a little bit short, and the whole formation works." Yuan Xianger looked at the formation on the ground and touched her chin, "It was a waste of time for me to figure it out, but people could see the trick at a glance. . As expected, senior."
"But Axiang, do you really want to make such a contract with us?" Wu Yuan squatted aside and watched Yuan Xiang'er draw a picture.
"What's wrong? Isn't it good?"
"For us, of course it is very good." Wu Yuan said, tilting his head, "but then you will not be able to control the apostle in the future. What if you encounter a monster who does not listen to your orders?"
Yuan Xiang'er scratched his little nose, "I am not like that national teacher and those mages and Taoists, who have to kill demons and eat more than fighting spells. Why do I use so many apostles who follow?"
"I don't want to, no matter how big or small you are, I don't want to tie them around at all. Just a few of our friends who like each other and live together happily. Isn't it great?"
"Do you really think so? Axiang. But my dad said," Wu Yuan rarely doubted what his father said. "My dad said it is impossible for humans to really like demons. We and humans can never coexist. In a world, humans will only treat demons as..."
"As a tool that can be used at will, and an enemy that can be killed wantonly." Saburo appeared at the door and took the words that Wu Yuan couldn't say. He was still looking like a young man, leaning against the door frame, his beautiful eyes were a little silent, "Actually I like humans very much. It's a pity that they hate us so much."
But he quickly changed back to his original form, the little boy with his ears and fox tail seemed to understand something, and stretched out a finger.
"But Axiang is different from other humans. Axiang has been playing with us since she was a child. I think she will like us. When Nanhe concludes the contract, I will also be Axiang's apostle."
Yuan Xianger set up the magic circle, first grabbed a hen borrowed from the Zhuangyuan, put it in the circle, and ran the circle.
Not long after, a peculiar but understandable idea came into my mind.
"I will lay an egg tonight, and another one tomorrow." The hen said to Yuan Xianger.
Yuan Xianger took the mother hen out and touched the feathers on her back. Put an ordinary tabby cat into the magic circle.
"The female cat in the next room is so beautiful. I'm going to see her for pleasure in a while. Let me go quickly."
Yuan Xianger laughed loudly and cancelled the contract between the two ordinary small animals and let them go.
"It's done. There is no problem."
She turned her head and waved to Nanhe, her face full of joy that could not be hidden, "Nanhe, come."
From the first time I saw Nanhe, I was full of love, a small silver-white ball, soft and beautiful, and I wanted to make him an apostle and keep him by his side. Yuan Xiang'er is really excited and happy to be able to conclude a contract with no stubbornness now that they are going around and around, knowing and loving each other better.
Nan He stretched out his hand to untie the cap of his hair, and his long hair fell down beautifully. He flipped his hand and pulled out a short blade that he carried, and cut off a long gleam of silver hair.
Afterwards, holding Yuan Xiang'er's hand, she placed the strand of hair solemnly on the palm of her hand, and raised her amber eyes to look at her.
Yuan Xiang'er held the strand of silver hair, there was a slight touch, and she went straight into the skin of the palm of her hand, agitated her nerves, and touched her heart numb.
She hurriedly gathered her mind, arranged the formation, looked at the person sitting in the formation, and finally asked carefully, "Are you sure you agree?"
The man nodded slightly.
Yuan Xianger focused on running the magic circle, communicating the power of heaven and earth, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth began to converge and flow along the runes.
"I agreed long ago."
When these words sounded, Yuan Xianger couldn't even tell whether he heard it with ears or perceived with mind.
Until that voice rang directly in his head one after another.
"Earlier, I always wanted to tell you, I agree."
"No matter how long you can live, no matter how many apostles you are going to have, I will be yours."
Yuan Xiang'er was stunned. She looked at the man sitting in the bright array.
Long silver hair with shining stars, water-clear eyes, perfect nose bridge, and squiggly lips.
I really want to kiss him.
In Yuan Xiang'er's mind, this thought was turned around.
Oops, I didn't pass this sentence just now, right?
Her face flushed rare.