Chapter 9: one hundred and seventy-five
On the second day of his eyes, Bai Zihua cast a spell to eliminate the traces of the three people, and made the farmer forget what happened the day before. He waved his sleeves to summon auspicious cloud, and rose up with thousands of bones of flowers.
Bai Zihua sat cross-legged on the clouds, Hua Qiangu lazily rested on his lap, and the master, apprentice and his wife were talking indistinguishable.
Wrap a strand of her hair around her fingertips and play with it, Bai Zihua said, "You have been cured of a serious injury. You have been tired yesterday and still need to be cultivated in the past few days. Should we go back to the capital, or find another place to go?"
Hua Qiangu thought for a while and said, "I didn't even take a closer look in the imperial city yesterday, so I gave birth to the fairy Haitang. Today, Master will take Xiaogu back. Anyway, those mortals can't remember your appearance, and I don't think they will cause trouble."
Bai Zihua nodded and couldn't help but remind him again: "You must not be reckless when you return to the imperial city this time. If you cause trouble again, don't blame the master for punishing you!"
Hua Qiangu hurriedly got up, bowed and bowed solemnly, but smiled with saliva and said, "Yes, I will obey the order of my master!"
He raised his arm and pulled her into his arms and sat down, saying, "Stay for another break. When you arrive in the capital, I'm afraid you will have to go shopping again, buy it again!"
Hua Qiangu said with a bitter face: "It is good to stay in the family of the immortals in Baiyun Township, but it is just too deserted. It is not as lively as the mortal world and popular as it is."
Bai Zihua laughed and said, "All the immortals are immortals, only the immortal spirit."
Hua Qiangu took up a wisp of ink from him, put it in his mouth, pouted his pink lips, and said, "Sometimes I really envy those wandering elders who are free and easy."
Bai Zihua apologized: "I know that you are trapped in the Palace of Revenge all day long and feel very wronged, but..."
Before he finished speaking, Hua Qiangu had already turned over and raised his lips, and a pair of tender trousers were overturned on his lips, saying softly: "Master, don't say anything, Xiaogu knows it. Where is the master, Xiaogu will be. Where is the master, where is Xiaogu's peace of mind."
Pulling her upwards and letting her lean on her shoulders, Bai Zihua said again: "This time I went to Luwushan, the original intention was to let you experience what you learned, but you almost died. Although you know that it is a must-have act, you must not do this again in the future. When encountering things, you must think twice."
Hua Qiangu knew that he was worried and thoughtful, so he nodded obediently.
Bai Zihua said again: "Be careful in the future. If there is another time, I will definitely lock you in the Palace of Revenge. You will never leave a step further!"
"Yes, I remember it!" She responded with a smile, but only cared about playing with his complicated belt.
"Oh..." Bai Zihua sighed, tightened her in her arms again, and stopped making any more noise.
In this way, the master and disciple rested in the imperial city for another three days. Seeing that Hua Qiangu's injuries had been greatly improved, Bai Zihua sent a message to the King of the Underworld, indicating that he wanted to bring Hua Qiangu into the underworld together. One was to send the residual souls of those mortals into the underworld, and the other was to talk to the King of the Underworld.
In this way, he made an appointment with King Ming. When it was midnight, Bai Zihua brought Hua Qiangu out of the city, chanted the spell, and the underworld road appeared in the void.
But I saw flowers blooming on the other side of the road, like blood paving; the lonely ghosts wandered around on the road, waiting for the time to go to the Nine Netherworlds.
At that time, Hua Qiangu once said that what he feared most in the world was his master and ghosts. Now that Master has become his husband, he is still a little bit awe, but he is much better than when he was just a little disciple. But he is afraid of ghosts, but he has not changed after three lifetimes.
But she saw her trembling clothes, almost like a sieve. Her small hands tightly grasped Bai Zihua's wide sleeves, and her pink neck drooped, and she almost leaned against her husband.
Seeing her so trembling, Bai Zihua couldn't help but smile: "These lonely ghosts are just people who have died before their lifespan, and they dare not approach you and me. What are you afraid of?!"
Hua Qiangu grabbed him tighter, and did not even dare to raise his head. He said in a trembling voice: "I...I know, but I'm just afraid..."
Bai Zihua chuckled, stretched out her arms and held her in her arms, and said softly: "How about it?"
"Well..." Although she was still frightened, Hua Qiangu finally felt a little relieved in his unique aura.
Bai Zihua sighed and said, "This sea of flowers on the other side is so gorgeous and magnificent. If you just keep this, you will not be able to enjoy this beautiful scenery."
Hua Qiangu hugged his waist tightly, and his little face almost never buried in his chest. You Zi did not dare to speak loudly, and only said in a vague way: "If you don't give me any rewards, don't give me any rewards, Master, leave quickly!"
Bai Zihua chuckled, speeded up her pace, and soon arrived at the bank of the Wangchuan River.
Chapter completed!