Beyond the Divine States Chapter 328: : The wicked man and the bad woman

There was a moment of silence in the inn, and the evening breeze pushed the wooden door, and a short sound came from the innkeeper's ears coldly. Halfway through his words, he felt like a dragonfly in his throat. He was dizzy and his eyesight Shook fiercely.

Ning Changjiu turned around and gently comforted Si Ming. The woman's expression remained unchanged, but the atmosphere in the store eased a little.

The shopkeeper regained his senses, only as if his old eyes were dizzy, he settled, with his wrinkled eyelids, looking at them, waiting for the result.

He has opened a shop here for many years, and he has seen all kinds of people. He doesn’t know how to practice, and he doesn’t have the magical power to read the mind, but he can tell right away that the relationship between men and women is not ordinary. It's not what they said, the same people who came across on the road.

These men and women have gone all the way, with flawless clothes and delicate bones. They are also the son and daughter of your family. They are right, but they have some contradictions.

Ning Changjiu gathered the sound into a line and asked: "My lord, what do you think?"

Siming said coldly: "What do you do? Do you still want to live in the same room with me, so that you don't want to be delusional."

Ning Changjiu said: "Then we live one floor below?"

Si Ming said: "Are you humiliating me?"

"..." Ning Changjiu said: "What is Miss Siming's intention?"

Si Ming said: "This is not the only store in this city."

Ning Changjiu said: "Well, let's go see it again."

Under the suspicious gaze of the shopkeeper, the two turned and left.

There is no shortage of inns in the city. Although it is remote, it is also connected to some commercial roads, and there are often knight merchants.

Si Ming walked ahead, his eyes were indifferent, and he sneered: "Don't think I don't know your hard work, I am not a simple girl."

Ning Changjiu also smiled and said: "The priest was wronged. This is just a coincidence. Since you disagree, of course I respect you."

"Pretend to be less." Si Ming responded with a sneer, not believing it at all.

Because there are no pedestrians on the street, Si Ming gradually revealed his true face with her gentle footsteps. The world-famous face lit up the night, the wind grew like bright light, and the robe was endless. night.

With her hands folded, she walked indifferently, as if the night sky was up.

Ning Changjiu walked slowly with her, walking through quiet or prosperous streets in the light of the night breeze.

"How is this store?" Ning Changjiu asked.

"The house number of the inn is rotten, what can I do?" Si Ming said with disdain.

The two continue to walk.

"What about this one?" Ning Changjiu stopped in front of a delicate and elegant store, and asked aloud: "Does the priest like it?"

Si Ming stopped and looked at it for a while, under the faint red lantern, Qingluo crawled slowly, the eaves drooped, and the light came through, with a warm color, giving people a warm feeling. Si Ming wanted to go in, but when she raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the four characters "Changning Restaurant". She frowned and wondered if these words turned upside down to Ning Changjiu Tower!

How can she agree, coldly said: "Change another house."

Ning Changjiu had no choice but to accompany her to continue walking.

"Where is this house?" Ning Changjiu said.

"The decor is too old."

"Where is this one?"

"The Tianzi wing room in this house may not be as good as the original one."

"..."

Ning Changjiu walked slowly with her: "This house meets all your requirements."

Si Ming took a deep breath and said, "Ning Changjiu, you came to **** me off on purpose? Don't think I don't know the brothel!"

"..." Ning Changjiu explained: "I lived with Xianger, and the environment is pleasant."

Si Ming said: "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will sell you to the brothel!"

Ning Changjiu smiled and went on walking with her.

The whole city went around for a whole hour, and it took a whole hour to find the inn with the command of life.

The two were walking on a deserted street.

"Coming here in this mortal world, I really feel wronged, the priest." Ning Changjiu sighed.

Si Ming said: "Be less impatient, you are lucky to walk with me for three lives."

Ning Changjiu curled his lips. He rubbed his elbows and thighs, and said, "The priest is not satisfied with this, and that is not satisfied, what should I do?"

Siming snorted and didn't answer.

The two walked along, the street lights gradually faded, the street in front of them was dark, and the eaves were dilapidated and heavily hidden in the night, with no signs of anger.

"The front is a deserted house." Ning Changjiu stopped and said: "This kind of deserted mountain and wild city always has such a place, which is also called a ghost house by the people. It has been empty for many years, and the front is not There will be a shop. Go back."

Si Ming said: "What are you going back for?"

Ning Changjiu smiled bitterly and said: "Master priests can't stay here. Although we are not afraid of haunting, the cobwebs must have been dusted in those houses. If you want to live in, you have to clean up overnight."

"Isn't that just right?" Si Ming suddenly turned her head, and a clear smile appeared on her cold cheeks. She pointed to the adjacent deserted houses and said: "You live there tonight."

"Huh?" Ning Changjiu was puzzled: "You like asking for trouble so much?"

Siming smiled and said: "I don't live here. At the beginning, didn't there still be a room in the Tianzi room? You stay, I will go back, we will meet in the morning, oh... by the way, give me the money for the room. "

Ning Changjiu looked at Si Ming's spread hands and proud face, was silent for a moment, and laughed.

Si Ming frowned and asked: "What are you laughing at?"

Ning Changjiu folded his sleeves with both hands, raised his head, and looked at Si Ming's face softly.

His gentle gaze made Si Ming slightly embarrassed. He only listened to Ning Changjiu laughing for a while, then his face gradually became colder, and he slowly said, "My lord priest, you always can't tell who you are. "

Si Ming's heart shuddered and said: "What do you mean? What do you want to do?"

Ning Changjiu grabbed her open hand, squeezed her wrist, and walked towards the deserted house.

Si Ming scowled, and said angrily: "Ning Changjiu! You don't want to be presumptuous!"

Ning Changjiu's mind moved, Si Ming hummed, his knees bend inward, Yuli's posture suddenly bends, and he leans forward.

Ning Changjiu started thinking again, and this unbelievable priest touched the ground with his knees, his thin fragrant shoulders narrowed, and his slightly bowed jade back trembled, so he had to cover his lips with his palms to prevent any noise.

"Siming girl, in Duanjiecheng that day, we made an appointment, but the master-slave agreement. After a long time, don't you remember it?" Ning Changjiu stroked her full head of silver hair and said softly , And then picked up her legs, picked her up easily, and walked towards the deserted house.

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When the shopkeeper was about to hide the door, he saw a man and woman who had left more than an hour ago come back.

The man's expression remains the same, and the woman... lowered her head, pursed her lips, and said nothing. Although her temperament was still cold, she looked much gentler.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "By the way, son, it's a coincidence that just now a guest had an emergency at home, so he left the room, and I went to clean up. There are two rooms vacant, but the best of both worlds. There is no need to argue between the two."

Ning Changjiu looked at Si Ming, who lowered his eyebrows behind him, and smiled at the shopkeeper: "No need, one room is enough."

Si Ming raised his head, biting his lips tightly, seemingly dissatisfied, but did not dare to make a sound.

Ning Changjiu asked: "Do you disagree?"

Si Ming's fist between his sleeves was squeezed, and he said, "It's up to you."

The shopkeeper looked at it inexplicably, and then immediately understood that there must be a conflict between the young couple. Previously, the young man should have gone out to ‘Zhen Fu Gang’, and the lady of the noble family was neatly packed and obedient.

Ning Changjiu took the key with the card and slowly climbed upstairs with Si Ming.

He came to the room, lit the candle, and Si Ming stood silently in the darkness where the candles could not light, coldly watching Ning Changjiu, who was setting up the bed, and said: "You have humiliated me in every possible way, sooner or later. It will pay the price!"

Ning Changjiu said: "If you respect me a little bit, why is this?"

Si Ming said: "You white-eyed wolf, you will avenge your gratitude, why should I respect your opinion?"

Ning Changjiu said: "If I really want to avenge my gratitude, I will take your virgin body at this moment, so that you can no longer be a goddess, instead of imposing some painless punishment."

"Dare you!" Si Ming's eyes were sharp.

Ning Changjiu looked at her almost murderous eyes, and felt more tired, thinking that if you were so hard-hearted, then you would not pitifully admit your mistakes to me and beg for mercy, even if you dare not repeat it.

Ning Changjiu boiled the water, poured it into the basin, and accelerated the cooling with spiritual power. After the temperature was right, he brought it to Si Ming, then took her hand and put it in the basin.

Next, he seated Si Ming on a chair and took the wooden comb.

The wooden teeth slide into water-like hair.

Si Ming was expressionless, neither obedient nor rebellious, letting the other party do this.

After washing her hands and combing her hair, Ning Changjiu tidyed up her clothes for her, and said: "Get some rest early, and you will be on your way tomorrow."

Si Ming said: "Come on by yourself, I don't want to go."

Ning Changjiu said: "How did Miss Si agree when she was in the deserted house?"

"You..." Si Ming's cheeks were reddish, her silver teeth clenched, her pretty face fiercely like a little beast protecting food: "Hmph, you wicked person, sooner or later will be punished."

Ning Changjiu tidyed up the bed and said: "Go to bed first, you can cut me a thousand dollars in your dreams."

Si Ming said: "Sleep? Lu Jiajia was not around, so he coveted me? Hmph, your temperament, why don't you go to the Hehuan Sect to become the lord."

Ning Changjiu casually said: "The matter is over here, so I can't get out of it."

"???" Si Ming was slightly startled, and said: "What a shame!"

Ning Changjiu said: "Is it possible that I have to tell you a story before you are willing to sleep?"

Si Ming said: "Do you treat me as Lu married to that silly girl? Just just coax me a few words?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Marriage is much better than you."

Good? This word made Si Ming even more annoyed. She stood up silently, rolled up half of the quilt, and spread it on the ground, sarcastically saying: "You are the master and I am a slave. If I am worthy to sleep with you, I won't bother my master. ."

Speaking, Si Ming lay flat on the ground and fell asleep stiffly.

Ning Changjiu sat on the edge of the bed, leaning on his forehead, looking at the woman with spreading silver hair, thinking about the next journey, and missed Lu getting married more and more.

He raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky outside the window.

Tonight is exactly the night of the full moon.

The moonlight is like silver. The floating night clouds are like mists, and the moonlight travels through them, covering them from time to time. It is so familiar, it has been hanging high for thousands of years, and it has always been compared with the world from one side, and it has been interpreted in a glance.

Master...

Is it on the back of the moon?

Ning Chang thought in silence.

In the early morning, Si Ming woke up from the couch. She quarreled with Ning Changjiu all day with Yujian yesterday. She was exhausted physically and mentally. Last night she really fell asleep, and... she slept very well.

Siming's sleepy eyes were open, unable to accept this, she was sulking for a while, and then suddenly found that her body was very soft.

She found out that she did not know when she fell asleep on the bed, and the quilt was covering her tightly.

"False feelings." Si Mingxin decided.

I won’t appreciate...Last night, and the insults of the past, I will retaliate in the future!

Si Ming imagined that for a while he regained the seat of God. At that time, the long river of time was flowing in front of him, the sundial book was shining and the golden birds flew by in formation. Under the long steps, Ning Changjiu was tied to a golden cross and called himself a minister...

Si Ming’s lips were lightly raised, and then immediately pressed down, she frowned and thought: "How can you be so naive after living for thousands of years? Snow porcelain...what's the matter with you?"

When Si Ming got up, Ning Changjiu had already cooked the porridge and invited her to eat.

Si Ming drank the porridge, wiped the corners of his lips, and said: "Well, it's not bad."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "It's really rare to get a compliment from the priest."

Si Ming looked at this man-faced and beast-hearted teenager, smiled faintly, and said: "It's nothing more than a polite remark, you need to do everything yourself, and it is not surprising that you need to answer more."

Ning Changjiu glanced at the bed and asked, "This is the reason you folded the quilt like this?"

Si Ming asked: "Isn't it folded like tofu?"

Ning Changjiu took a deep breath, resisting the urge to pump her butt, and silently refolded the quilt.

Si Ming watched quietly from the side.

Ning Changjiu cleaned up the bed and asked: "Would you like to take a shower before leaving?"

Si Ming said lightly: "No, I am not used to the water in the city, except for the sacred waterfall above the nine heavens, and the quiet spring water seeping from below the earth, I can barely accept some."

"Oh..."

Ning Changjiu didn’t bother to talk to her anymore. He felt more and more that Lu Jiama’s thoughtful and kind-hearted woman, Si Ming, was able to live in harmony with her for several months, um... a woman like this, let She may be the best choice for her loneliness in the position of God, anyway... whoever marries is unlucky!

There is a saying in the world, and the journey is the only way for a loving couple to walk towards a perfect match.

This is only the first day, and the two people who are still in harmony in the ancient spirit sect want to see it twice.

Si Ming was very upset thinking about the way to go with the villain in the future.

Ning Chang thought about taking care of this bad woman in the future, and was equally exhausted.

Si Ming sat silently in front of the mirror, waiting with his arms folded.

Ning Changjiu finished combing her hair.

Si Ming gave a hum, took off the fox demon mask from his waist, and put it on his face.

I was taught a lesson last night. Although Si Ming has restrained a lot, it is still difficult to change her superior temperament. She slowly got up and said: "It's almost time to rest, let's go, I will send you on the road!"

Ning Changjiu listened to these resentful words, and always felt something was wrong.

The two walked down the stairs together, and suddenly there was a sound of discussion in their ears.

"I heard that the deserted house was haunted last night..."

"What the hell?"

"It seems that there is a strange sound coming from inside, and I don't know which household it is. It is said that it sounds like a woman slapped in the face."

"Ah...Is it because two female ghosts are fighting?"

"Where do you know it, anyway, it's evil, it's better to stay away."

Si Ming listened to these words and silenced his ears,

Ning Changjiu looked at her expression very happy.

The two left the inn in the smiling farewell of the shopkeeper.

After going out, Si Ming's heart suddenly moved, she stopped, turned around and glanced at the plaque of the inn.

"Datong Inn?" Si Ming nodded slightly: "Well, the world is Datong, a small shop in a wild city, it is quite remarkable, and I stayed overnight."

Ning Changjiu said: "Maybe it's just the shopkeeper called Datong."

"..." Si Ming took a deep breath, and wrote another sum in Shihai's account book.

Hmph, let you be rampant now, and there will be times when you cry in the future... By the way, your teacher will be implicated, and your whole sect will be punished together, and feel the trembling under the robes of this seat!

Ning Changjiu interrupted her thoughts: "Master priest controls the sword."

"Hmm..." Si Ming stepped forward reluctantly, drew a virtual sword, stepped on it lightly, and said blankly: "Come up by yourself."

Ning Changjiu leaped to the tail of the sword.

Jianhong rose from the ground, the giant tree trembled, and the forest birds flew together. Si Ming was originally angry, and wanted to deliberately control the sword to make it more bumpy. He never thought that Ning Changjiu directly hugged his waist in order to stabilize his body. Limb, she was rather helpless, so she had to control the sword steadily again.

The two are still not idle on the sword, while chatting about some gossip past of the gods, and by the way, they have some humiliating ancient gods for a fight against Sang and cursing Kui. For example, because they are overbearing, they are too arrogant, and they are killed by Shengming. Later generations cut off their feet, and left behind the emperor crab, which was said to be'six knees and two claws', such as the nine-headed sea dragon of Beiming, who was turned into an ugly witch because he was unable to seduce the gods...

This time, Si Ming relied on his profound knowledge to make Ning speechless for a long time, and moved back for a long time.

Jianhong swept into the deep mountains and old forests. When Si Ming stopped at a waterfall and secluded lake, he dropped several curtains that were difficult to see by the gods, and took a bath after removing his clothes.

Ning Changjiu waited for a full hour before Si Ming closed his shirt and walked out slowly.

Her long hair was not steamed dry with the fire of the sword, and she was still hanging down wet, with the refreshing meaning of the empty mountain rain between her eyebrows, and the drops of water slipped from the back of her neck and fell into the depths of her clothes. , Fascinating.

Ning Changjiu had to admit that the skin of this bad woman was so beautiful that it would overwhelm the world. After coming out of the bath, the cold water mist was even more misty against this delicate body, and under the slightly open black robe, the exquisite and slender collarbone was clearly visible.

Si Ming's eyes were curved like crescent moons, he smiled at him, and said, "What's the matter? Why is this look? If you dare to move anything blind, I will tell Lu Jiajia."

Ning Changjiu exhaled, strengthening Dao's heart. I feel more and more like a saint.

He said coldly: "You used to dress better than anyone else? Why are you so cool now?"

Siming Chuchu pitifully said: "Isn't he forced by the master? The master...doesn't pity the concubine at all."

Ning Changjiu could hear his heartbeat, his eyelids twitched slightly. Even if Si Ming’s various styles are pretending, he dared not look at him, so he gritted his teeth and said every word: "Now that I'm washed, let me go on the road."

Si Ming found some long-lost pleasure from teasing him. While wearing a belt, she gently blessed her body, and said with a soft voice: "I know, I will give the master to my master."

Ning Changjiu blocked his ears and closed his eyes irresistibly.

This journey is still going on with difficulty.

Si Ming stood in front, his wet long hair sticking to Ning Changjiu's face, and the wind dried a little bit.

Ning Changjiu is like a stone Buddha.

Half day passed.

Siming Yujian's figure suddenly slowed down.

"What's wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Si Ming's nose is faint, his gaze falls to the vast mountains below, and he says: "There is a monster."

"Monster?" Ning Changjiu wondered: "Is the City of Ten Thousand Monsters coming?"

Si Ming said: "I don't have the ability to travel 100,000 miles a day."

Ning Changjiu said: "The great demon is hidden in the deep mountains and old forests. It is not uncommon to want to come."

Si Ming thought for a while, she saw a thread that seemed to be absent, she moved a little, and suddenly said: "Let's go and take a look."

Speaking, Si Ming took the sword and fell into the most demon-qi.

Ning Changjiu gently jumped off the sword.

This is a primitive wilderness with no one to set foot on. In the dense forest with rotting leaves, huge trees are towering, and the moss on it is slippery, and there are thumb-sized ants crawling. The dark forest, the rose-red light from the gaps in the leaves When it falls, the beam is slender and distinct.

Si Ming taps the fallen leaves on his toes.

The worms and scorpions retreat.

Ning Changjiu and her walked toward the depths along the demon-filled forest.

Si Ming said: "This evil spirit is new."

"New?" Ning Changjiu was puzzled and asked, "You mean, this big demon just woke up?"

Si Ming nodded and said: "Its breath is unusual."

Ning Changjiu immediately became cautious. He could be called unusual by Si Ming, and he thought to be a ferocious old fairy.

After passing through this forest, it is a pond with standing water. There are lush vegetation along the side of the pond, and the water is also full of algae and weeds. In the meantime, fish swimming in and out, the exposed water surface is as bright as a mirror, intermittently reflecting the shadows of the trees above. , The color of secluded green is contained by a silver-plated mirror, and the shadow of the tree presented is also quiet.

By the pond, two young deer were still drinking water together. It took a long time for Si Ming and Ning to arrive before the young deer frightened and left.

Ning Changjiu looked at the center of the pond.

On the duckweed there, there was an ordinary red-headed tortoise lying quietly.

It looked at the sunlight sifting down from above, not knowing what it was thinking.

Ning Changjiu asked: "Where is the big demon?"

Si Ming pointed to the ordinary tortoise and said, "That's it."

The tortoise lowered his head, stared at them, and asked: "Are you here to find me?"

It seems to have gone through a long deep sleep, speaking slowly.

Si Ming said: "I just passed by, come and have a look occasionally, I don't intend to disturb."

The tortoise looked at them and asked, "How many years have passed..."

"How many years is it?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Turtle said: "God war."

Ning Changjiu asked: "The magical battle five hundred years ago?"

The tortoise thought for a while and said, "Oh, it's been five hundred years ago."

"..." Listening to their conversation, Si Ming suddenly felt that the tortoise was smarter than Ning for a long time.

Si Ming asked: "Are you the big demon who survived that battle?"

The tortoise looked at the sky blankly, and slowly said: "Yes..."

Si Ming said: "It's really not easy to live to this day."

The tortoise slowly lost consciousness, recalling: "At that time, the gods were sitting high, descending the sky of fury, turning the land into the sea, and wanting to drown the demon army. I am the North Sea ghost turtle, who has cultivated for thousands of years, and pretends to be a land. The rain master, after entering the battle of God, he did not lose too much feat, and he felt very much in his heart. When this disaster came, the saint recognized me as extraordinary, gave me a spiritual weapon, and ordered me to fight the sea with my body. This town... Five hundred years ago."

He looked at the vast mountains and forests, his speech was slow, and he couldn't hear the sorrow or not, only the feeling of nostalgia for the vicissitudes of life.

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming looked at each other.

The tortoise looked at them and said: "The saint... is still alive?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I will die."

The tortoise nodded lightly, as expected, and said: "The battle of God... is still defeated."

Ning Changjiu said: "Sorrow."

"You should not mourn for me, you should mourn for the people of the world." The tortoise lay on the dew-filled Ping, looking at the two, the voice grew older and older: "The saint handed over the spirit of Dinghai to me, Said that he would take it back after the war and give me merit. Never thought...this thing will become a relic in a blink of an eye."

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(Thanks to the leader Ji Chanxi for rewarding the rudder! Thanks to the leader of the leader Zhu Xiaosan zxs for rewarding! Thank you for the great support of the two leaders! Love you!)