When the wind soul thinks of home, Zhi Xin often tiptoes past him, stepping on the bench balcony to dry clothes.
Bathing in the moon, laughing and laughing, walked up to him and watched him.
When talking at home, Zhi Xin sometimes leaned in to watch him play chess.
He held out his hand and hugged the little girl tightly. For the first time, he was so hugged that his heart jumped like a deer, but he liked it very much. He was reluctant to push the wind and soul.
The wind soul still remembers that Zhi Xin was like a bathing moon. When he was so young, he got into Zhi Xin’s bed one night and hugged her and cried.
It was the night that their parents died in a car accident.
Zhi Xin kept crying and refused to stop.
At that time, the wind soul didn’t feel too much sadness because of losing its parents, and even a little resentment. Those two people died too selfishly and made their sister cry.
He spent the whole night trying to stop zhixin’s sadness and almost impulsively told her that she didn’t need to take pictures of those two people crying because they weren’t really her parents.
But he still didn’t say that he turned her over and said to her, "Can I kiss you?"
Zhi Xin wiped her eyes but still shed tears. She sobbed and said, "It’s strange not to have brothers and sisters."
"Then I kiss my brother’s eyes and my sister’s eyes. This is ok."
"Really?" Zhi Xin closes her eyes. "That, amiable eyes …"
The wind soul kissed her sister, her eyes were wet and salty.
Tears gradually dried up.
"Close your eyes!" He gently pushed the moon to look at the little girl.
Bath moon doesn’t know what he wants to do, but her cheeks are red and hot. She closes her eyes, her heart is pounding, and her mouth is slightly pouting.
The wind soul looked at her as if she had returned to her own time. In those days, he always played chess and hoped to become a professional chess player who could earn games as soon as possible. He didn’t need to rely on his relatives to help him live. Although he didn’t have the money to ask an excellent teacher to teach him, he didn’t have the money to study at those famous Go Dojo. However, he finally succeeded in entering the stage and climbed step by step with his own efforts and talent.
And behind him, there was a little girl who silently took all the trivial things of life and never complained.
"Zhi Xin ….." He called a low method since the dial to kiss bath eyes.
But the little girl suddenly became stiff.
Bath Moon heard his name calling.
Although my eyes were closed, tears spilled out in a controlled way.
Wet … salty …
Chapter VII Lunar Sword Tactics
The three-year period has finally arrived.
Mu Gong called the wind soul to the front and gave him a sword "Golden Light", which made him go to the southeast first and let him go to the Dan room to get the elixir or Taoist nationality, so he didn’t have to say goodbye again.
The spirit of the wind also knows that the Taoist school speaks without asking for anything, and naturally there is no need to think too much. It is to worship the wood and leave.
Liang Hugh took the wind soul to Dan’s room and left on his own without saying much.
Although Liang Xiu’s attitude is not good, the wind soul has long been used to it. Although he stayed here for three years, I am afraid that he and Liang Thuja did not say a few words, which is naturally not much better.
He walked around the Dan room but didn’t know that the red, green and green elixirs were wonderful, but since Mu Gong dared to let him take them by himself, no matter which one of them was, he found a medicine bag and threw them into it.
Solid wood is not an alchemist himself. These elixirs are all refined by Bath Moon and some fairies and girls. Although the effect is far better than all kinds of herbs, there is no elixir like Chang ‘e’s that you can land on the moon by eating one pill.
Moreover, the spirit of the wind has long been in vain. Although there are many immortals who rely on fairy medicine to ascend to heaven in ancient and modern times, such immortals often have nothing to do. Even if they leave the celestial world, they just get some Taoist priests who are called immortals like maids and servants, and their status is even worse than that of human beings. If they really have something to do, they still rely on their own practice to ascend to heaven.
This is also a matter of course, otherwise, if you are too old, you will be the Tao Te Ching. It’s better to send some jade girls to distribute fairy medicine everywhere to make people feel good and sincere.
Look at the Romance of the Gods, and you will know that few people can remember that those who depend on the gods are either so-and-so stars or so-and-so roots. Instead, they are later sanctified in the flesh, such as Excavate, Nachie and Lei Zhen, or the Heavenly King Tota is in charge of 100,000 heavenly generals or the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Society, and no one dares to squint at him even if he is a scattered fairy.
If you want to send a few directly immortal elixirs to the wind soul, it is natural and easy to send him to heaven to take a sinecure. It is estimated that no one dares to object, but he gave the wind soul a roll of "Taiyi Day", which is obviously more expected of him.
Of course, this is also the wind soul’s own wild guess. Maybe Mu Gonggen didn’t "expect a lot" for him, but "the base didn’t expect it" and just gave it away.
After the medicine bag is full, the wind soul can’t help but sigh. If he bathes here, he will know that these fairy medicines are specific.