"Everyone will experience the cost of growing up." The two children left one after another. Xiu'er became more and more sentimental. Zongzi comforted her softly: "If you feel lonely, why don't we have another child?"

Xiu'er shook her head, "Both of these two children are troublesome. It would be great if they can grow up safely. I don't have the energy to have another baby."

In the past, Chu Xin would have dreamed of taking charge of the corpse world, but now when Zongzi proposed it, she refused without hesitation, "No, I want to travel around the world!" Follow Zhuang Yuchen to fight monsters and level up, which is a different experience.

"I used to fight to the death with Steamed Bun. Why did you suddenly change your mind now?"

Chu Xin smiled, "What I want now is freedom."

"By the way, I heard that you have been learning from Nvhong recently." Zongzi stopped arguing with her about taking over government affairs. He took Chu Xin's hand that had swollen fingers pricked by needles and asked, "What tricks are you playing?"

"I think I was not sensible before and never showed filial piety to you, so I thought of making shoes and clothes for you." Chu Xin fawningly beat Zongzi on his back and pinched his bones, "Dad, I have gained some experience outside these years, but my experience is still not enough.

Yes, I still want to walk outside more. It's not too late to discuss taking over the corpse world later. Just let me out." Alas, if I had known she would be grounded, she wouldn't have come back. I don't know Zhuang Yuchen.

Is it okay to live alone in Xianren Cave?

Zongzi was unhappy, "Sure enough, you are a female college student who didn't stay in college. She just came back a few days ago and can't sit still anymore? You can stay and spend more time with your mother. You can also experience yourself in the corpse world if you want."

"I..." Chu Xin was unhappy, but she knew very well her father's character of telling the truth.

So, in the name of making clothes and shoes for Zongzi, Chu Xin followed Xiu'er to learn female red, but Xiu'er carefully discovered that the shoes she made were the wrong size.

"Chu Xin, are you worried, with your eyes dark and listless?" Not long after she returned to the corpse world, she couldn't hold it in anymore. She thought she was indeed in love with Zhuang Yuchen.

"I've been dreaming a lot lately, as if something bad had happened." She was woken up by nightmares every night, and then she couldn't sleep all night. For some reason, she always dreamed about Zhuang Yuchen, and dreamed that he had gone to a far away place.

Never come back again...

"Don't think so wildly. Your father will let you go out for a walk in a few days when his anger subsides."

However, before Zongzi could calm down, Chu Xin, who had prepared clothes and shoes, ran away that night without even looking back.

Chu Xin traveled all night and hurriedly flew to the Immortal Cave, but the room was dark and silent.

She walked into the room and lit the kerosene lamp. She felt that the room was very tidy. It seemed that no one had lived in it for some time. Chu Xin put the baggage on it, took the clothes and shoes she had specially made for him, and folded them neatly.

bed

Taking a deep breath, Chu Xin fell on the bed, hugged Zhuang Yuchen's pillow and took a deep breath. It was his clean smell.

After waiting in the room for a long time, Chu Xin never saw Zhuang Yuchen come back and wondered where he had gone, so she went to the Taoist temple to look for him, thinking that maybe he had gone to visit his disciples.

Maoshan Taoist Temple was brightly lit, thousands of Taoist priests gathered at the altar, fluttering altar flags, and incense smoke curling from the bronze cauldron. The Taoist priests sat cross-legged in the Bagua array, silently reciting the motto. The leader of Maoshan respectfully kowtowed three times, lit three sticks of incense and inserted them into the incense burner.

In the middle, his voice was full of sadness that could not be concealed, "May the ancestors have a good journey!"

Chu Xin was stunned. Unable to stand firm, she fell straight from the roof and hit the ground with a bang.

When all the Taoist priests heard the noise, they turned around. The master saw that it was Chu Xin who hurried over and helped her up, "Miss Chu, why are you here?"

Although Chu Xin called Zhuang Yuchen his "master" for three hundred years, he never recognized her as his disciple. Maoshan disciples in the past generations all called Chu Xin Miss Chu.

"What did you just say?" Chu Xin's lips and teeth were fighting, and her corpse claws tightly squeezed the shoulders of the leader of Maoshan, "Say it again!"

"Master Patriarch..." Mao Shan choked with sobs in the palm of his hand: "Master Patriarch has passed away."

"Passed away?" Chu Xin said angrily: "Impossible! He lived the same life as heaven and earth, side by side with God, and was a person who escaped the cycle of life and death. How could he pass away!!!"

"Miss Chu, I know you can't accept it for a moment, but the founder has really passed away. His worries in the world have passed away."

Chu Xin shook her head desperately and took two steps back, "When did it happen?"

"On the night you left," the leader of Maoshan wiped his tears, "the Patriarch passed away in front of thousands of Maoshan disciples and Bodhisattvas."

Chu Xin fell to the ground, tears falling down her cheeks, "Impossible, this is impossible!"

"My condolences to Miss Chu." The head of Maoshan helped her up. "The founder left without worries, so we can rest assured."

"Nothing to worry about..." Chu Xin's mind went blank, and she turned around and left with lead-filled legs.

He left without any worries, but what about her? To him, what was she?

The moonlight was cold, Chu Xin sat on the snow, looking at the dark wooden house, the memories of more than three hundred years were vivid in his mind, his heart was sinking with angina, holding in his hands the shoes and clothes that had been made for him with so much hard work,

Crystal tears fell on the newly made shoes, "Zhuang Yuchen, do you hate me so much that you don't even want to see me for the last time?"

"Sister" the steamed bun's voice suddenly sounded from the side

Chu Xin, with tears streaming down his face, looked up and saw Mantou appearing next to him at some point, with a smiling Bodhisattva standing next to him.

Mantou handed a brocade box to Chu Xin, "Sister, this is what Zhuang Donor left for you."

"Leave it to me?" Chu Xin took the box with mixed feelings. As soon as he opened it, he saw the box emitting a burst of bright light.

After the light passed, there was an exquisite and clear pebble-like object placed in the box. Chu Xin picked it up and put it in the palm of her hand. She suddenly felt a warmth flowing into her body, and a familiar feeling lingered in her heart.

"What is this?" This feeling seems to be...

Tears fell out of her eyes again, Chu Xin sniffed, she could feel that he was still alive, as if he was beside her, accompanying her...

"This is the relic of Zhuang Yuchen." The Bodhisattva sighed quietly, with a fleeting sadness in his eyes. "Before he passed away, he told the poor monk to pass the relic to you."

"Why?" Chu Xin choked and said, "Why did he pass away in a sitting position? Why did he give the relic to me?"

"He said that you made a promise to him, and I believe that with his relic accompanying you, you will fulfill your promise to him."

Chu Xin held the relic and pressed it tightly against her chest. The warm feeling was exactly what she imagined he would feel like hugging her countless times in her dreams. It was so wonderful and warm...

I closed my eyes in pain, and two crystal-clear tears fell to the ground, burning brightly and colorfully.

Lover's tears, zombie's tears, zombie's love...

"Sister" Mantou stepped forward and gently hugged the helpless Chu Xin. He didn't know what love was, and he didn't know what words to use to soothe her sadness. He only knew that lover's tears are the ultimate form of zombie love.

"Chu Xin, do you know that Zhuang Yuchen decided to pass away three hundred years ago?" The Bodhisattva covered his sorrow and said calmly: "But three hundred years ago, he met you."

Chu Xin asked with tears in her eyes: "Why?"

"Zhuang Yuchen is a peerless genius. His Taoist attainments are unparalleled. He has the ability to predict the future. When he first saw you, he knew that you would be the future generation of corpse kings. But based on your temperament at that time,

Once you become the Corpse King and have great power, with your ambition and indiscriminate behavior, I am afraid that the four realms will be destroyed in your hands, and the whole world will be plunged into dire straits. Your parents, gave you

Life, but he spent three hundred years leading you to the right path. His philanthropic heart even puts a poor monk to shame. Do you understand his painstaking efforts?"

Chu Xin was stunned, and after a long time he said: "I will not let down his good intentions, but I...is it possible for him and I...to see him again?"

"Whether you see it or not, everything has its own arrangement." The Bodhisattva saluted, turned around and left with the steamed buns and Tengyun.

Chu Xin held the relic and cried bitterly...

"Master" The steamed bun in mid-air looked at the lonely figure on the snow and couldn't help but ask: "Sister really loves Donor Zhuang, why don't you let me tell my sister that Donor Zhuang will be reincarnated in five hundred years? Maybe?

After five hundred years, she can renew her relationship with Donor Zhuang."

The Bodhisattva showed a faint smile, "If Chu Xin is destined to Zhuang Yuchen, they will meet sooner or later whether they say it or not. If they are not destined, they will not be able to hold hands even if they face each other. Do you understand?"

Steamed Bun didn't understand, but after a while he nodded and said, "Master, I understand."
Chapter completed!