Chapter 1130 A Wandering Soul

As a disciple of Buddhism, Fuhu Luohan, everyone thought that he would speak on the side of Buddhism. Unexpectedly, what he said was that since the monk Bianji proposed to return to vulgarity, and Buddhism also questioned him, he could not tolerate him, so it is better to let him return to vulgarity Bar!

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No one expected that Fuhu Arhat would speak up for justice and would support Monk Bianji and Princess Gaoyang to be together, this is too unexpected!

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Proportional to the popularity of the forum is the popularity of Baihu's song.

In the north and south, in the Three Realms, as long as there are mobile phones, there is the music of the white fox.

As long as there are people, there will be the singing of "I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years...".

Without exception!

Do not believe, you see!

In Chunlan's live broadcast room, she was wearing a pink dress and a white petticoat, singing and dancing to the heart-stirring music.

Today, she is the only one live broadcasting, her singing is beautiful and quiet, and her dancing is also very beautiful.

In Ruxia's robe, there is a demonic bright red cloud pattern on the wide long cuffs, and her long silver hair flutters around in the singing.

Her flawless face is extremely handsome, and her pair of silver eyes are like a river of water under the moon, clear and deep.

Especially in order to match the artistic conception of the white fox, a crescent crescent imprint was drawn between the eyebrows, which made the whole face look a bit noble and arrogant.

After she finished singing, the studio was still immersed in a deep intoxication.

After a while, she opened her red lips lightly, and slowly told a tear-jerking fox story:

Thousands of years ago, I was a white fox.

I have the pristine white fur that the world can only dream of.

They looked at me with surprise and plunder. when I was young,

I ran to the back mountain alone to play, which is the place I always wanted to go, and it is also the place closest to human beings.

But before taking those few steps, he fell into a trap. It was getting darker and colder.

The cold moonlight shone on me, but it couldn't take away my sadness. Day was coming, and I knew I would be the hunter's proud prey, to be slaughtered.

With my sensitive hearing, I heard slight footsteps.

A warm hand gently hugged me, and that hand had magical power, which made me feel at ease involuntarily, as if I believed that he would not hurt me.

I looked up at him, he was a young scholar, wearing a green shirt.

I have never seen such a good-looking person, and those eyes sucked my soul into it.

The scholar was also stunned, he had never seen such a beautiful fox, with pure white fur, eyes with spirituality, clear and charming in the haze.

He stroked me gently.

The soft touch of that hand made him fondle admiringly.

He whispered in my ear: "Poor little thing, go home quickly, don't run around in the future, it will be miserable if it falls into their hands."

Gently put me down, the sudden cold temperature made me shiver all over, and I became inexplicably attached to his embrace.

Thinking about what it would be like to stay there forever.

But I can't do anything now, I looked back at him and engraved his appearance deeply in my heart.

Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

I grew up in solitude, waiting.

That look in the eyes thousands of years ago, that warm embrace became the meditation in my heart, and it was so painful.

I know that he is a penniless scholar in this life, and he has to make a living by writing a few words for others, and he doesn't even have travel expenses to go to Beijing to catch the exam.

I can become whatever I want at any time.

In three days, I will have cultivated for a thousand years.

At that time, I can go to him, but I have waited for a thousand years, and I have been alone for a thousand years.

When that day comes, put on a light gauze skirt, put on the best rouge in the south of the Yangtze River, just a little bit, and it will bloom endlessly.

My heart is as warm as this rouge, I wonder if the current him will be tempted by me tonight, and hold me in his arms?

I knocked on his door, I know he never fell asleep, he never gave up his studies. I study hard every day.

I often study until late at night, but I don’t know that besides the clear light, there is another I who will accompany him until he falls asleep.

I will wait for him to fall asleep, quietly watch by his side, and stare at his face until dawn, when I have to leave.

I stayed by his side smoothly and took care of his diet and daily life. Loving like all those who love each other.

There is the plainness of rough tea and light meals, there are thrushes looking at each other in the mirror, and there are red sleeves adding fragrance in the middle of the night. When he was tired from studying, I played the piano and danced for him.

Love makes me dance lightly and gracefully.

It always makes him fascinated, and I don't hesitate to have everything I have. I came here for him!

The annual Beijing exam has arrived, and I have already planned it. I took my fur to a pawn shop and pawned a lot of money.

I told him that I had pawned my jewelry, and he was very grateful. Grab my hands and say that you will never let me down.

It has been three months since he left, I know he has already won the number one prize, and married Shang Shuqianjin.

It is today's long live finger marriage, which has become a good story in today's beauty talk.

He might think of me, how I suddenly appeared in front of him in the middle of the night, how I delivered food and water for him when he was plowing the fields, and how I put on clothes for him in the middle of the night.

That was just a deep thought in his heart, he couldn't resist fate, maybe he didn't want to resist.

I begged my father, I begged my mother, I let them cast a spell to let me go to his side again.

Because without fur, I lost everything, even if I died, I could only be a lonely ghost.

Maybe we are not alive, there is no normal death.

Some are just souls being annihilated again.

My parents knew my thoughts a long time ago, and they never stopped me.

Just sigh and say it's evil fate.

I came to his new house, where there are lights and festoons, red and green, today is his big day.

He must be in the bridal chamber with his new wife at the moment.

But I don't know me outside the door.

The heart is bleeding, as if we have no blood to bleed, if there is, it may be better.

When I came to him late at night, my parents woke him up and let the woman fall into a deep sleep.

Tell me it's only half an hour.

Give me a talisman, tell me that I must finish talking and post this post on his seal, otherwise I will never be able to return to their side, I can only be a wandering soul, and I will never be born again.

He was surprised and guilty for a moment when he saw me, but it was only a flash.

I looked at him deeply: "Don't worry, I won't come to ask you what title you want, I always know that you don't belong to me, I came here to tell you a story, and I will leave after I finish.

I am a thousand-year-old white fox. I was saved by you thousands of years ago. At that time, you were also a scholar. I fell into a trap. You saved me and let me go, otherwise I would have become an ornament.

At that time, I fell in love with you. In order to fall in love with you, I practiced for thousands of years.

Once I fell in love with you, I have no regrets. I will learn piano and dance for you.

Now I have to go, let me dance for you one last time before I go, and you don't talk. I'm afraid I won't have the energy to leave. "