He and It

Liu Fuguang was startled and shook his head: "I don't know, I..."

He pressed the wound on his abdomen and whispered: "Look at me like this. I have lost all my Dantian. I am already an outright useless person. I am a drag wherever I go. What's the use of waking up?"

Seeing him feeling so sentimental, Meng Xiaotang couldn't help but feel a sense of defense against injustice. She stuck her head out and said loudly: "Brother Fuguang, what you said is wrong! My senior brother and I may not be as good at it as we are, but our teacher is Jindan Zhenren, half-step Nascent Soul, he always dotes on me, tell me, who harmed you like this, I will go and ask the master to make the decision for you!"

Jindan Zhenren, half-step Nascent Soul? Liu Fuguang smiled bitterly in his heart. With such cultivation, he might not be able to hold even half a breath in front of the person who harmed him...

However, feeling grateful for Meng Xiaotang's kindness, he didn't say much, just smiled and said: "You are really a kind-hearted and good girl, but after so many years, the person who harmed me should have died long ago, and it is useless for anyone to avenge me. .”

"Ah, then..." Meng Xiaotang bit her lip, thought hard for a while, and said happily, "Then you just come with us, brother Fuguang! To be honest, we are practitioners of Liangyi Cave." Qimen, look at my hands!"

As she spoke, she revealed her right hand, which was born with a defect, and waved it in front of Liu Fuguang, showing him the flexibility and material of the artificial arm.

Sun Yinian secretly marveled that his junior sister had always been arrogant in this matter. She was not a close member of the sect, so it was difficult for her to touch her good arms. Now, after meeting the fallen grandson in the lonely tomb, he felt his heart go out. He took out his lungs and told all the secrets.

"I was born as a child without a right hand. Master took pity on me and gave me this spiritual arm that grows every ten years. Is it really the same?" Meng Xiaotang showed it excitedly, "You come with us. After we have completed our mission as a disciple, we will take you to find the master and ask him to install a support device for you, and you will definitely be able to recover like a normal person!"

Liu Fuguang looked at her arms and couldn't help being surprised and pitiful, and asked: "How difficult would it be to be born without hands? You must have suffered a lot."

When he looked at him with that look and asked, Meng Xiaotang couldn't bear it any longer. She tried not to burst into tears and choked with tears: "Yes, I really suffered a lot. If it weren't for Master took me back and gave me a family again. I don’t know what will happen to me right now!”

Sun Yinian cleared his throat again, winked at Liu Fuguang and said, "It seems that in the era when the young master was born, there was no such thing as 'a turbulent heart and a broken heart'."

When Liu Fuguang looked at him, he saw that the other person's eyes were also shining with a faint silver light. He subconsciously said "Ah" and said regretfully: "Are your eyes also..."

Sun Yinian hurriedly lowered his head and cultivated his mind. He thought that he was already a strong-willed person among his peers, but unexpectedly, his eyes still felt hot at this moment. He calmed down, shook his head and said: "Forget it, there is no need to mention the past. Mr. Liu, do you want to come with us?"

Liu Fuguang pondered for a moment. He suddenly woke up and had nothing to do. However, something about Sun Yinian's words attracted him.

"You said before, 'The heart is broken', what does that mean?"

Hearing his curious questioning, Sun Yinian showed a rather cunning expression.

"We have been talking about this in the tomb for a long time. It would be too rude to say it any more and is not a way to make friends." He said, "Why don't you, Master, follow us out of the tomb, and Xiaotang and I can tell the story of our deeds over the years?" Let me tell you, Master."

When Liu Fuguang heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry. He knew that they were trying every means to take him away. He looked at the jade coffin under him and just said: "I am very grateful to you for saving me. Unfortunately, I am no longer the identity I used to be. Right now, I have nothing to offer, only this jade..."

"Nothing expensive, nothing precious!" Meng Xiaotang shouted hurriedly after hearing what he meant, "There are so many good treasures in Liangyi Cave. You have slept in this jade coffin for so long, and it has become the same as your bed." Same, we won’t want it!”

Liu Fuguang's original intention was to ask them to accept the coffin as a thank you gift. Although the meaning was not good, the round jade that made the coffin body was indeed a true treasure of heaven and earth, but Meng Xiaotang only wanted him to be alone. In this world, it would be pitiful if even the last thoughts of a person were taken away by them, so he hurriedly interrupted and said no.

In the past, Sun Yinian might have scolded her for being ignorant. One of the important tasks of the weapon refining sect is to collect rare materials in the world and bring them back to the sect to study them carefully to see if they can be used for their own purposes. However, the current situation is special. He acquiesced to his junior sister's decision and pretended that he didn't know about the existence of this huge jade coffin.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Liu." He apologized, supported Liu Fuguang with one hand, and helped him stand up slowly. As soon as he put his hands on it, he felt that Liu Fuguang was as light as a flying feather, even lighter than a female cultivator who specializes in body movements.

The three of them slowly walked out of the tunnel. The mausoleum, which had sheltered Liu Fuguang for thousands of years, closed its door and returned to silence.

The author has something to say:

Outsider: *In order to show his tough guy style, he began to tell his tragic past*

Liu Fuguang: *shows the pity look in his eyes when seeing the thin puppy*

Outsider: *Crying, in order to get more looks like this, he began to tell more exaggerated stories about his tragic past, tragic childhood, and tragic past life*

Chapter 175 Ask Here (3)

The stream of light in the sky blows the wind, carrying a small cloud in the shape of an ingot, flying forward swayingly.

As the most favored disciple of his master, Meng Xiaotang not only has many treasures in his hands, but also has some weird gadgets. Liu Fuguang was ill and could not withstand the strength of the sword, so she thought of a way and took out such a mount from her treasure bag. This thing is called the "Shangqing for Gathering Money". As it flies, it can gather the clouds in the sky. If it flies for a long time, the ingot can grow to the size of a house.

She and Liu Fuguang were both sitting on it. No matter how solemn Sun Yinian was, he had to join in the fun. The three of them sat on this childlike little cloud and headed for their destination.

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