Beyond the Divine States Chapter 422: : The unsolved mystery outside Luoshu

The closet is gloomy, and the red paint on the kitchen wall is very new. It looks like it was painted yesterday. The clothes inside are still neatly hung. The style is a bit old, but it looks bright, but the whole The wooden buildings are dull and not bright, and the bright light is isolated from the windows. When they diffuse into the pavilion, they are already thin as dust floating on the water.

Shao Xiaoli sat there, gently leaning against the hard wooden wall. She looked up at Ning Changjiu, her reddish eyes gleaming with water, and the slender eyelashes around her were sticking together wet.

Ning Changjiu couldn't accurately capture his mood at the moment. He looked at Shao Xiaoli's crying face, and the girl's choking was the only clear sound in his ears.

She is like a ghost hiding in a closet. She has been waiting for herself for thousands of years.

Ning Changjiu handed out his hand to the girl. Shao Xiaoli held his hand. He pulled her out of the closet like a red coffin. The girl's steps were unstable and she leaned forward and hit him. On the chest, Ning Changjiu hugged her.

When they hugged, the strength of the young girl’s body and the softness of the girl’s body responded to each other. They hugged tightly, with their heads resting on their heads, and their bodies close to their bodies. The mirror reflected their figures. At that time, there was also a breeze blowing across the window lattice, bringing a little rhythm without temperature.

The waiting for many years seems to be drawn into a circle at this moment. In the strong and complex emotions, they seem to do something for the final sublimation. It just so happens that the marriage bed back then is considered solid.

But the emotional flood destroyed the girl’s fragile spirit. She buried her head on Ning Changjiu’s chest, and cried heartbreakingly. The skirts of both of them were wet, and Shao Xiaoli was also blurred. I couldn't see the rest of things clearly, only the tears were still falling unconsciously.

She collapsed and leaned against Ning Changjiu's arms, sobbing and asking: "Master... why do you bother me to retreat?"

"Your sister ordered me to come." Ning Changjiu shirks the responsibility.

Shao Xiaoli was even more sad. "She... she is good or bad. After Xiaoli wanted to cry enough, she came to see Master happily."

"Xiao Li..." Ning Changjiu softly called out her name, stretched out her sleeves to wipe her tears, but wiped them more and more.

Shao Xiaoli looked at her blankly and said: "Master, have you seen all of them?"

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly and said: "I see, Master...I feel very guilty."

Shao Xiaoli excused him: "That's the story of Yi and Luoshen, what to do with us, Master, don't feel guilty."

In the Nether Temple, Ning Changjiu wanted to separate himself from his previous life, but at the moment the girl took the initiative to speak for him, his heart was suddenly stabbed.

"Yes, what are we doing with them..." Ning Chang said leisurely, and suddenly picked up Shao Xiaoli's knees and hugged her.

Shao Xiaoli yelled and hugged Ning Changjiu's neck. At this moment, the girl in a white skirt was beautiful, her pretty face and pear blossoms with rain, alienation and ambiguity intertwined in contradiction, and will be rendered differently. Out of the extraordinary beauty.

Ning Changjiu said softly: "Wherever Xiaoli wants to go, I will take you there and never break my promise."

Shao Xiaoli looked at Ning Changjiu's face, his heart beating violently, she was held, but she felt an unspeakable sense of steadiness.

Where are we going...

When Shao Xiaoli was asked this way, her mind was short-circuited. The bed was close to her eyes. She was thinking about crying too hard and getting her and Master’s clothes wet, so...

"Xiao Li...Xiao Li also wants to bask in the sun." Shao Xiaoli said seriously.

So they left the Red Mansion and went to catch the sun by Youyue Lake.

Shao Xiaoli sat next to Ning Changjiu, looking at the emerald-colored lake. The sun rose diagonally above her, and the golden brilliance fell down the valley, becoming undulating waves.

The water marks on Shao Xiaoli's clothes gradually dried, leaving only the slight wrinkles caused by tears.

She regretted the answer just now.

Just now, is everything going to happen soon, and then... at the most critical juncture, I put forward the dizzy opinion of basking in the sun?

Shao Xiaoli raised his head to look at the sun, and suddenly felt that the sun was much colder.

She looked at Ning Changjiu’s profile and wanted to make another choice, but at this moment the breeze was coming, the sun was shining, and the environment was completely different, and her words were choked in her throat, so she was embarrassed to say it. .

"What's the matter?" Ning Changjiu noticed her anomaly and asked with concern.

Shao Xiaoli felt that she could express herself more tactfully, so she put away her slender legs, hugged herself in a ball, with her chin resting on her knees, and shivered slightly: "Master, Xiaoli... Xiaoli is so cold. Yeah."

Ning Changjiu held her hand and found that her palm was hot. Hmm... It should be cold.

"The sun here is not warm enough, I will take you to a warmer place." Ning Changjiu said softly.

The place of relaxation... Of course, it was in the bed. Shao Xiaoli thought that he and the boss really have a clear understanding of each other.

Next...

Shao Xiaoli fell into silence as he looked at the magnificent sun with flames flowing in front of him.

The flames licked their cheeks, the white little face reflected the beating flames, and the flames splashed up from time to time between the girl's snow sleeves, but it looked hot, but in fact it was mild, more like oil exploded between the sleeves. flower.

Six pillars of mythology and logic are shining behind him. Ning Changjiu looked at the sun that he worked so hard to put together, and proudly said: "Come, let's go sunbathing together."

Speaking, he took Shao Xiaoli's hand and rushed into the sea of ​​fire.

This is his kingdom of God, and most of the rules are born of his thoughts, so now they enter it, it's more like a hot spring together.

Shao Xiaoli was held by him, and the two wandered together for a while, from the sun to the other.

In frustration, Shao Xiaoli also perceives some romance.

"Is it still cold?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Shao Xiaoli said: "It won't be cold if there is a master."

Ning Changjiu snuggled with her in the middle of the sun for a while, and Shao Xiaoli pecked him on the cheek in a pinch.

"Okay, Jin Wu has to go back and continue to treat Master's illness, let's go back, too." Ning Changjiu said.

Shao Xiaoli was still in the mood, but when he thought of Master, he nodded immediately.

They came out of the Golden Crow, and under Ning Changjiu's mind, the Golden Crow flew back quietly, continuing to melt the ice on the moon branch.

Shao Xiaoli said: "By the way, Master, don't tell them I cry in the closet."

Ning Changjiu pretended to be confused and said: "Cry? Xiaoli is so strong, when did he cry?"

Shao Xiaoli praised: "Master is really on the Tao!"

Ning Changjiu smiled.

When Shao Xiaoli hesitated, he stretched his hand to his side, took out something from the void, and said, "Hey, this is a gift for Master."

"Huh? What is this?" Ning Changjiu took it.

Shao Xiaoli said: "This is the calendar."

"Calendar?"

"Well, the calendar!" Shao Xiaoli increased his tone, as if implying something.

Ning Changjiu immediately thought of the diary, and thought of the fact that Yi missed the appointment date, feeling guilty, and said: "Xiao Li is reminding me not to forget the day, and I must not miss the appointment in the future?"

"Um..." Shao Xiaoli thoughtfully said: "It's okay for Master to think so."

"Thank you for the gift, Xiaoli." Ning Changjiu accepted it happily and rubbed her hair.

Shao Xiaoli smiled slightly, complaining in his heart that he was not brave enough.

If this is replaced by another woman, I should have taken the master long ago...

Shao Xiaoli wanted to launch some more offensives, but a smoke-like figure came gracefully.

Xiao Li raised his head and saw a pair of bare feet like ice and snow, and the hem of the black dress swayed slightly with the jade feet.

The person who came is the commander.

Her long hair showed a slightly ambiguous light color, and her soft cherry lips pursed with a smile. She looked at them and wondered: "Why are you... why are you back so soon?"

Shao Xiaoli bit her lip. She knew that it was Si Ming deliberately creating opportunities for herself... Sister Xue Ci was so tolerant. She was really wrong in the past.

It's a pity that I didn't take it well.

She didn't even have the face to say that they were just basking in the sun.

But Shao Xiaoli seized another opportunity. She snorted and said, "What? Sister Si Ming doesn't welcome us back? Well, Master, since she doesn't welcome us, let's go back to the little red building. "

Ning Changjiu obviously didn't understand Xiaoli's careful thinking. He rightly said: "What is Xueer talking about? Our Xiaoli is still a lady who is like a jade, how can he have the kind of mind you said." /

He originally thought that Xiao Li did exist, but after Xiao Li said that he was in the sun, he realized that he had misunderstood it. On the road just now, he also deeply reflected on it.

"Right? Xiaoli." Ning Changjiu looked at Shao Xiaoli and confirmed gently.

"Uh..." Shao Xiaoli's body was slightly stiff, so she nodded dumbly and said, "Of course."

The onlooker Qing's eyes filled with smiles. She bent her eyes, looked at Shao Xiaoli, and said, "Oh... I was thinking about it."

Si Ming has just taken a bath, and his long hair is still wet. The smile at this moment is also full of moisture, and his gestures are sultry, like a fox that has been mature for a long time, even if it is Shao Xiaoli. For a while, Xiao Li was also very beautiful, but the opponent was too strong, and she suddenly felt that she was still a cardamom girl, and was a little discouraged.

Sure enough, Ning Changjiu's concentration didn't seem to be enough, Shao Xiaoli could clearly feel that he held his hand loose.

"You asked Master to come to the Red Mansion, but didn't you tell him that I retreat in the building?" Shao Xiaoli shifted the battlefield and asked: "Are you having bad intentions? You want to see us jokes?"

Ning Changjiu also nodded.

In order not to spoil the atmosphere, he did not open the lunar eyes when he entered the building, nor did he use any spiritual power. The picture of the mirror talking to himself was seen by Xiao Li, and it was still a bit embarrassing in retrospect.

"Everyone present, except Xiwan, knew about them, but they didn't say a single one." Si Ming smiled and said, "If you only blame me, isn't it too clear that rewards and punishments are unclear?"

Ning Changjiu looked at Xue Ci's long-lost charming smile, and he was determined to punish her severely.

"Xiaoling and Marrying were originally pure and gentle, but when they met you, the atmosphere is not the same." Ning Changjiu smiled and joked: "I should punish you as the boss and kill a hundred."

The Secretary pretended to be afraid.

Soon, her fear became a real fear.

Because of Ning Changjiu's side, Shao Xiaoli did not know where to take out a wooden box. She opened the box and counted the contents, like a few treasures.

Si Ming's expression was stagnant, he took two steps back, and said: "Xiao Li, this... why are you still carrying it?"

Shao Xiaoli smiled slightly and said, "This is Xiaoli's heirloom."

Ning Changjiu also remembered.

"Is Xue Er still very interested in this back then?" he asked.

"Why!" Si Ming categorically denied: "How can anyone like this kind of thing except you?"

Unfortunately, her hair betrayed her again. While talking, the light colored hair turned into an excited and anticipatory fiery red, like a handful of burning sword fire.

"What are you doing so looking at me?"

Si Ming covered his long hair and wanted to cover it up, so he scolded the hateful Xianger again in his heart, and then explained to them: "You probably don't know yet... this color is scary. Mean!"

Shao Xiaoli dismantled the platform and said: "If you are afraid, it should be dark purple."

Ning Changjiu suddenly said: "So Xueer likes this."

"I didn't!" Si Ming retorted feebly, lost his momentum, and turned to leave.

But I can't leave.

The next day, when Lu Jiajia saw Si Ming, she was surprised to find that her cool snow porcelain sister wrapped herself tightly.

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"October 27th, early morning.

Sister Luoshen, I know I am you, but I still prefer to call you my sister.

You have left a few pages of this diary deliberately, should you leave it to me? Now I will finish it for you.

Sister Luoshen, I finally waited until Master. Although it was three thousand five hundred years and one month late, Xiaoli graciously chose it. Maybe it was one month late. Sister, would you forgive him?

The current building is no longer at the bottom of the dark Luo River. Next to the building is Youyue Lake, which is very beautiful. There is also a fish in the Yehu Lake. Our fiercest cat can't beat it.

I also know a lot of good people, including Ning Xiaoling who likes to pretend to be innocent, there is a bad-looking Si Ming, and there is Lu Jiajia, who likes to stand up a cool fairy but is actually stupid. Of course, the most important thing is. It's my old master, Ning Changjiu.

Master... is a very good person, just like you knew back then.

With them, Sister Luoshen can rest assured.

If people's words under grief are also sorrowful spirits, now, please be relieved of you who are attached to your diary.

I have cleaned up the red building. The unfinished story of the year should have a different ending.

Well, I can't write. Then say goodbye.

Xiao Li's characters are better-looking than you. "

Shao Xiaoli put down the pen and gently blown the ink dry. The immature brushstrokes solidified in the wind, and Shao Xiaoli suddenly felt a sense of pride in finishing the fragmented work.

Under the protection of the ancient Lingzong's great array, the autumn is not too distinct. There are still flowers blooming on the shore of Youyue Lake. They are swaying in the sea breeze from Nanming, and it seems that the four seasons are not clearly distinguished. the difference.

Ning Changjiu, Lu Jiajia, and Si Ming walked around the lake as they did in the past. Lu Jiajia removed the plain shoes and carried them lightly in his hands. The other hand held a corner of the skirt. Walking barefoot on the soft sand, the lake undulates like tides.

Ning Changjiu and Si Ming held hands gently, Si Ming's temperament was slightly cold, as if resenting what happened last night.

Of course, the most resentful person is Ning Xiaoling who can't get out of Mingguo.

In the red building in the distance, Shao Xiaoli also walked out contentedly and walked along the lake with them.

Lu Jiajia looked at the girl who came and said with a smile: "Husbands are really a group of wives and concubines, and they are so prosperous to be a teacher."

Si Ming looked at her and asked: "Is it a panic to marry?"

"Why am I panicking?" Lu Jiajia said lightly.

"Marriage and marry you in the heart of the palace? But who can you actually live in? When the teacher wakes up and when Zhao Xianger comes, won't your weak and uncontrollable status disappear? "Si Ming said methodically.

Lu Jiajia looked at the lake flowing past his feet, and said quietly: "How can I be so petty, so don't make any guesswork."

"Really not?" Si Ming leaned over, rubbed her heart, and smiled: "Let my sister see, the heart of the young married woman is really not true."

"I don't show it to a vixen with a tail."

"Ah...you, how do you know?"

"What? Really?"

"How dare you lie to me!"

Lu Jia Jiajiao hummed his defeat, and the two chased by the lake.

Shao Xiaoli also came to Ning Changjiu's side.

"The two sisters seem to be fighting." Shao Xiaoli worried.

"They do this every day, just get used to it." Ning Changjiu comforted.

Shao Xiaoli curiously asked: "Then who is the eldest wife?"

Ning Changjiu calmly said: "Everyone is the same person, where is the difference between wives and concubines?"

Lu Jiajia and Si Ming heard these words, and they turned their heads together and snorted tacitly.

In Three Thousand Worlds, Zhao Xianger closed the water mirror, picked up the pen and paper and took another account.

The three were walking along the edge of Youyue Lake, chatting about when the Master would wake up, and at the same time conceiving a way to make the moon see the sky again and defeat the ghosts outside the sky.

They all know that on this seemingly clear day, under the shimmering lake, there is already a big fish with **** mouth lurking, always shaking the tail and stirring the whirlpool.

But these wild discussions have no results in the end.

No one knows what the Dark Lord is so far.

But for some reason, Ning Changjiu always remembered the thunder robbery in the imperial city of Zhao Kingdom. In Lei robbery, the self who seemed to be an insignificant cultivator for twenty-four years, said something to him.

He still remembers the words of these dreamlike experiences after many years.

"In the past few years, I have often seen a picture. It is an endless sea of ​​black stars. Hanging all over the sky are all dead stars. Only a few stars are still on. So it tries to send out The light seems to want to transmit the flame to all the other dead stars."*

"The dead star, what is that?"

"Death Star Field."

What is the Death Star Domain...

He didn't get more answers at the time.

On the side, Shao Xiaoli was talking with Lu Jiajia and Si Ming. They had chatted elsewhere.

"Hey, I really envy you, you can walk so many roads with Master, but Xiaoli can only stay in Duanjiecheng alone to support..." Shao Xiaoli lowered his head and said.

Si Ming smiled and said: "If it is true that the journey is far away, I should still marry. It is ashamed that I have not been able to really go to Nanzhou for so many years."

Lu Jiajia also became humble, "Don't say that, I think the person who should be most grateful is Sister Xueci. If you were not in Luoshu at the beginning, it would be difficult for us to come out safely."

"Luoshu..."

Hearing what they said, Ning Changjiu remembered a small incident, and was slightly lost in thought.

Shao Xiaoli is the most sensitive. She looked at Ning Changjiu and asked: "Master, what's wrong with you? I've been thinking about things since just now."

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Lu Jiajia frowned, slightly displeased: "Do you still want to hide something from us?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I just remembered an old man I met at the gate of the temple."

"Temple? Old man?" Si Ming asked in confusion: "When did it happen, how come I have no impression at all?"

Ning Changjiu said: "At that time, I came back from the sky list and passed by a small temple. When I went to see, I met the weird old man. You were not around at that time."*

Ning Changjiu gave a general overview of what happened at that time.

He was impressed by this matter because there were too many weird points.

For example, the old man said at the time that he had been looking for something he had lost, and he said, "The secret only I know in the dark", and when he died, his realm suddenly passed the Zi Ting and came to Wu Dao. Among them, when his death disappeared, he also manifested another vague figure, but it was quickly blown away by the wind, and no one saw him except him.

"There are such strange things?" Si Ming also found it strange.

"Could it be that someone living in seclusion is a stranger in the world, who has become crazy?" Lu Jia asked as she married.

Ning Changjiu shook his head, and said: "He still has a son. According to the monk in the temple, that son also came to look for him, but the old man doesn't know him anymore."

Shao Xiaoli speculated: "Will it be taken away?"

"Seize the house..."

Ning Chang long thought about the scene of the old man before his death, and felt that this possibility should be the highest.

He said: "By the way, the old man said that he was from the west. From the temple, that was the direction of Luoshulou. It was only a few months since Luoshulou was suffering."

"Luo Shulou..." Si Ming had no clue. At that time, Luo Shulou collapsed, Mu Lingtong died, and the Baizang divine envoy descended from the sky. They rushed back to Ancient Lingzong with all their strength, but they didn't care about others.

Lu Marrying has no thoughts, just casually asked: "Do you remember what that old man looks like?"

"Of course I remember."

Ning Changjiu responded and stretched out his hand, drew the old man's appearance.

Everyone shook their heads together, saying that they hadn't seen it.

This is also expected.

Ning Changjiu erased the image of the old man, and then drew the short-lived image of his death.

Shao Xiaoli stared at him for a while, only to think it was an ordinary old man.

Ning Changjiu was about to erase this one too, but he felt a strange silence.

Looking sideways, I saw that both Si Ming and Lu Jiajia stared at the suspended painting in a daze. They seemed to think of something. They stood frozen in place, their pupils shrunk slightly, and their faces were unbelievable.

"What's wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Siming looked at the painting and suddenly felt a tingling scalp, she said unsure:

"He... we seem to have seen him!"

"Have you seen?" Ning Changjiu also felt a chill from his spine: "Where have you seen it?"

"Luoshu, it is Luoshu!" Lu Jiajia remembered it thoroughly, and said categorically: "That is a snowy mountain...Yes, it is called Ji'er Mountain. At that time, the old man smashed his mountain and then committed suicide. ."*

"Suicide?" Ning Changjiu felt more and more bizarre.

"Marriage, you are wrong." Si Ming seemed to understand something: "He didn't commit suicide! We all thought he was bound to die, but now it seems that he is actually..."

"Soaring!" Lu Jiajia exclaimed and understood.

Ning Changjiu's pupils shrunk slightly, and countless doubts and amazing ideas flooded out of his mind.

Wait for them to continue the discussion, a white cat came dexterously by the lake, and meowed a few times.

"Master is awake."

Siming, the only one who understands cat language, said so.

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(*1: Forty-five chapters *2: Three hundred and twenty-two chapters *3: Two hundred and seventy-eight chapters)

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