Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 67

Fusu, who left the ruins of Xiangfu, was walking on the quiet street, when he saw a group of people dressed in light blue approaching from a distance.

Standing in front of the team were the familiar Han Wan'er and Tong Yi, who also saw Fusu who was alone, and they walked towards Fusu quickly after talking to the others.

After several days of searching for dead bodies, the two of them looked extremely haggard, and Han Wan'er's delicate face was not as rosy as it used to be, and she looked extremely dusty.

Tong Tongyi looked behind Fusu, but he didn't see anyone else, so he frowned and said worriedly:

"Qi Su, why are you here alone, where are Xiuzhu and the others?"

Fusu looked at Tong Yi, smiled lightly and said, "They are busy elsewhere... But you, have you gained anything from this journey?"

The two looked a little happy when they heard the words, turned sideways to look at the team going away, and said: "Well, we found a lot of people in the northern district of the capital, and some of them were infected. Let's take a look at those people individually. , I hope Nangong's antidote can be in time... If it is too late, a group of innocent people will be sacrificed. In addition, many poisonous people have been found, and they have been controlled. After the elders form an array and purify them, they will be burned..."

Speaking of this, Tong Yi's expression darkened: "You said, a good life is just gone... There are still many children in it, there are many places they haven't been to, and many interesting things they haven't experienced. Their lives were slaughtered just like that... I will avenge them in the future and let those devils pay the price..."

Hearing Tong Yi's hoarse voice and slightly red eyes, Han Ruo'er's eyes were also red, she sniffed, and said with a choked voice: "Yes, we must avenge everyone in the future, isn't it just one Blood Demon Sect, I don’t believe that all of us together can’t defeat him.”

Fusu looked at the two, sighed helplessly, then stretched out his hand to gently smooth Han Ruoer's upturned hair, and said softly: "Yes."

Han Ruo'er looked at Fusu, and slowly blushed. She wrung her hands shyly and lowered her head, but for a moment, she looked up at Fusu as if she suddenly remembered something, and said suspiciously: "By the way, that day you and I defended each other. What happened to brother? You actually kissed him!"

She walked into Fusu and looked Fusu up and down: "One Qi Fan left and another Qi Su came, my brother Wei is really welcome...but I can tell you, I will not give up my brother Wei Yes, after the matter settles down, I will ask my mother to say goodbye to me!"

Fusu looked at her recovered face, smiled slightly and didn't answer.

Looking at Fusu, Tong Yi also recalled the scene he saw that day, and suddenly felt his back go numb, he coughed, and said: "It's getting late, let's go back quickly, I heard that Uncle Xuan Qi is coming back. "

Fu Su was taken aback, and asked, "Are you coming back?"

He agreed, thought about it, and said: "Well, I heard from my senior brother that I will be here tomorrow morning at the latest."

tomorrow morning..

Fusu secretly sighed, he wasn't ready to meet him yet...

The three of them walked towards the post house while talking.

Looking at the empty and desolate capital, everyone seemed a little lost and walked in silence.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of something falling in my ear, followed by a childish cry:

"Father... mother... ah!!!"

The three of them were startled, and the figure moved quickly towards the place where the sound came from.

The three followed the sound and came to a closed door, Fu Su frowned and opened the door with a wave of his sleeve.

In the dark and messy house, a little boy fell down and sat on the ground. In front of him was a man and a woman. The man and woman were all black and blue, with sunken eye sockets, protruding white eyes, and fangs growing from mouths filled with saliva. At that time, he was using his long fingernails to grab the little boy.Hearing the sound, the two poisonous men paused, rolled their eyes upwards to look at the people outside the door, and then continued to look at the little boy, howling to tear his body apart.

Fusu and Tong Yi reacted quickly and rushed in, kicking the poisonous man against the wall, Han Ruo'er took the opportunity to pull the little boy into a tray, and wrapped him in his arms pitifully.

Seeing that Han Ruo'er covered the boy's eyes, Fusu picked up a dropped chopstick from the ground, and stabbed it firmly and accurately on the head of the poisonous man who was staggering towards them, and the poisonous man fell down stiffly. .

Seeing the blue-black blood flowing from the poisonous man's head, Fusu took a step back in disgust, and turned to look at the little boy.

The boy was held in Han Ruo'er's arms, his small body was trembling all the time, he struggled immediately when he heard the sound of his body falling down, crying loudly and ran to the corpses of the man and woman, lying on the woman's body and crying loudly.

"Mother! Father!"

"Mother, please don't die... Woooo... Do you want me...Mother...Mother...Father..."

The boy was crying loudly, his little face was covered with tears, and he patted the woman's body with a piece of paper in his little hand, hoping that she would come back to life. The crying was serious, and he was hiccupping and crying, as if he couldn't even breathe.

Fusu took a look, then looked away, and turned to look at the room he was in.

This is a small room, the walls are covered with various small toy objects, and there are many materials for making on the messy table. The couple should be hawkers who buy toys.

There was still food on the table next to him. It was said that the food was actually three bowls of rice water, and only a few grains of rice could be seen in a smaller bowl. In addition, there was a puddle of blue and black saliva on the table, and the chopsticks were all dirty. It fell to the ground, presumably the husband and wife died suddenly.

Tong Yi also paid attention to all this, his slightly childish face was full of sadness, the family who was happy and happy a second ago, but after a while, the yin and yang were separated.

Han Ruo'er looked at the boy who couldn't cry and kept hiccupping, tears flowed out uncontrollably.

When she first met Han Ruo'er, she was still a spoiled and domineering little girl, but Yue Yu had tasted all the bitterness of the world, and she became the appearance of crying silently now.

Fusu sighed softly, walked up to the little boy and knelt down lightly, took out a piece of candy from his bosom and put it near the boy's mouth.

"Do you know what their greatest wish is?"

The boy sobbed, looking at the man in red with tears in his eyes.

"It's you. It's their greatest wish that you live in peace. A man who stands up to the sky, wants to cry until the day he slays his enemies in front of their graves...you know?"

The boy looked at him, wondering if he understood. Looking at the man and woman lying on the ground, he wiped away his tears, ate the candy in Fusu's hand, and nodded heavily.

He can't cry, if he cries, who can avenge his parents.

Fusu withdrew his hand and nodded in relief, but when he was about to speak, the boy suddenly pulled out his clothes.

"I want to become stronger... Do I worship you as my teacher?"

The boy looked at Fusu, his face flushed from crying was a pair of appreciative and clear eyes, the big eyes were full of pleading.

Fu Su was taken aback, the child in front of him suddenly coincided with Xiang Yang from many years ago, he took a step back subconsciously, and said in a deep voice: "Cultivation is all about fate, if there is fate, there will be opportunities for you."

Tong Yi also agreed on the side: "Yes, don't worry."

The boy looked at Fusu, lowered his head with red eyes.

Seeing this, Han Ruo'er walked up to him and wiped away his tears, and said softly, "Good boy, if you really want to practice Taoism, as long as you don't give up, one day you will..."

Han Ruoer suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, she frowned and looked at the boy.

The boy was taken aback and stood there in a daze.

Seeing this, Han Ruo'er smiled and asked softly, "Little brother, what is in your arms? Can you show my sister?"

The boy nodded ignorantly, and took out something from his arms: "This?"

Han Ruoer looked at the token in front of her and nodded, taking it.

Tong Yi on the side looked carefully, and when he saw the weird talisman, his face changed.

Wan Ruo'er glanced at Tong Yi and shook her head slightly, then said softly to the boy: "Is this thing yours?"

The boy shook his head: "No... this... I picked it up."

"Where did you get it?"

Seeing that Han Ruoer didn't mean to blame him, the boy hurriedly said, "I picked it up at the entrance of the restaurant in the south of the city. I got up early and went to the private school to see it. I thought it was fun so I picked it up."

After the boy finished speaking, he looked at Han Ruoer anxiously.

Han Ruo'er comforted: "It's okay, don't be afraid, can you give me this token for a few days?"

The boy nodded quickly.

Han Ruo'er handed the token to Tong Yi to keep it away, then led the boy out of the house together.

After Fusu stayed where he was and put away the corpse, he also stepped up to follow.

Corpse corpses contain a lot of poisonous gas and filthy gas. If the follow-up is not handled properly, the world will usher in a plague. Therefore, in addition to beheading the corpses, everyone must gather their corpses together to purify and burn them.

The boy's name is Li Feng'er. He is seven years old this year. After the outbreak of the poisonous epidemic, he hid at home with his parents. He didn't step out of the room until today's incident. Looking at the desolate street, Li Feng'er's small face was pale and frightened. Following closely beside Fusu, his steps were too small to keep up with the crowd, and every time he was left behind, he would run up quickly and go back and forth like this.

Inside the post station, Sanqing Daoist held a silver token and frowned.

The weird writing on the token is the usual writing of the Blood Demon Sect, and it was also written on the formation in the palace that day.

Tong Yi explained: "This token was picked up by this kid at the gate of the 'Sishizhai' in the south of the city. My disciple just inquired about it. Sishizhai has been in Kyoto for many years and is very popular among the people. Boss He is a man over forty years old. Sishi Zhai has always been a good man, and every year he will point out a sum of money to support those poor people, which is really not like..."

Sanqing Daoist nodded upon hearing the words. Once a gang is established, it is bound to establish their influence in various places. Now it seems that the relationship between Sishizhai and the Blood Demon Sect is unclear. .

Daoist Sanqing nodded to Tong Yi, and said appreciatively: "This matter is well done, you have worked hard these days, take a good rest tonight"

Tong Yi nodded when he heard the words, and retreated respectfully.

Daoist Sanqing looked at Fusu again, and said, "Qisu."

Fusu responded respectfully when he heard the words: "The real person."

Master Sanqing nodded, walked to his side, smiled kindly, and said: "Xuan Qi will be back tomorrow, he has suffered a lot from traveling around these few days."

Fu Su got to look at Sanqing Daoist, blinked his eyes in confusion, only to hear him change the subject and suddenly said: "You and Nangong Xiaoyou are both from Taiwu, I haven't asked yet, who did you learn from? But there are still people."

"Really, the boy's family is in Taiwu Tan Valley, and he studied in Xiuyu Village since he was a child. There is still a mother in the family."

San Qingzhen stroked his missing beard when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Xuan Qi has never been so friendly with anyone, the old man is just curious for a while, I hope you don't mind."

Fu Su responded, "Naturally, it's a blessing for Daoist Wei to have a real person love him so much."

Daoist Sanqing nodded and said with a smile: "You are tired too, take a good rest tonight. As for this kid... Ruo'er has already explained to me, we will make arrangements after the matter is over."

Fusu nodded and looked at Li Fenger behind him.

Li Feng'er looked at him suspiciously, blinked her eyes, then nodded timidly.

Looking at the backs of one big and one small leaving, Daoist Sanqing stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes dark and unpredictable.

"What he said is the same as what was found"

A man suddenly stepped out of the darkness and said respectfully.

"After the real person ordered, I checked Qisu's identity carefully. He has lived in Taiwu since he was a child and has never left. He is lazy by nature and does not like to practice. There is nothing wrong with him in the past twenty years."

Daoist Sanqing nodded, there was nothing wrong with it, but why was he so uneasy.

Xuan Qi, I hope you didn't choose the wrong person.

******

Fusu took Li Feng'er back to the resting place, and found him a side room casually.

"You can sleep here tonight, the night is not peaceful, don't walk around at will."

Li Feng'er nodded, and stood obediently outside the door, blinking her big eyes and looking up at Fusu innocently.

Fu Su looked at Li Feng'er, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Your face is too similar to his..."

Fu Su rubbed his head, thinking tiredly, he is really a demon, he actually thinks that the person in front of him is Xiang Yang from back then.

"sleep"

After Fusu finished speaking, he closed the door for him, then kicked back to his own room.

Now there are very few people living in the whole station, most of them are on the go, and it is very quiet at night.

Fusu was lying on the bed, obviously very sleepy, but he couldn't sleep at all, just like every night in the past ten years.

He suddenly began to miss Wei Jie, and every time Wei Jie was by his side, he could always sleep soundly.

In the darkness, Fusu raised the corners of his mouth helplessly, did he do it on his own?Never forget people who absolutely can't care.

He seems to like Wei Jie a little bit.

Ah....

Fusu was lying on the bed, his thoughts were flying to nowhere, his eyelids were heavy, and he was muddled.

In the darkness, there was a sudden soft sigh, and then, a familiar smell hit him, the warm body hugged him, and a hoarse voice came from his ear:

"master"

.....

Fusu never believed that a person could give himself to another person without reservation, to be happy for it, to worry about it, and not to be controlled by himself, but at this moment he felt that he believed it. ...