Chapter 257 Xiaohuan, Zhou Xian

Walking out of the blood-dropping cave, Song Xuan suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.

It was blue that day, high above the sky, and it seemed so unattainable.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Xueqi asked in a low voice.

Song Xuan looked at the endless sky, and said softly: "You said, what is the purpose of people living in this world?"

Liu Qinglian blinked, "Why, Emperor Song has been in the cave for a few days, and he's starting to feel sad?"

Song Xuan shook his head, and said: "It's just that I suddenly felt something in my heart. That's all, let's not talk about it, I'm not even a fairy, it's a bit hypocritical to say it."

After the words fell, he flew up first and rushed towards the East China Sea.

Liu Qinglian and Lu Xueqi looked at each other, and there was a hint of worry in their eyes.

My man, wouldn't he suddenly see through the world of mortals and want to become a monk?

The three landed in a town called Xiaochi Town near the East China Sea.

Going straight through this small town along the ancient road, there are houses and eaves on the side of the road, and there are also some shops, but there are more vendors who set up stalls directly on both sides of the road. A picture of the world.

The two daughters Liu Qinglian and Lu Xueqi liked this kind of mundane life full of human smoke and fire. They watched and watched from time to time along the way, and bargained with people from time to time to buy some seemingly useless but gaudy things.

"Brother, what are we going to do in this town?"

Song Xuan smiled and said: "When you meet someone, take a treasure by the way."

While speaking, he looked towards the corner of the street, and saw an old man standing there, with white beard and hair, and a plain face. Seeing it, there is a bit of respect.

At this moment, the old man was setting up a stall to tell fortunes to others. Beside the stall was a bamboo pole with a piece of white cloth hanging on it, with four characters written: Immortals guide the way.

And beside the old man, there is a little girl about ten years old, with two braids tied into the sky, she is lively and cute, holding a bunch of candied haws in her hand, eating with relish, and looking at it with a smile on her face Watching my grandfather bragging and criticizing others.

"Brother, to be honest, I can tell at a glance that you are covered in dark clouds, your seal is black, and your face is dead. Something is wrong!"

"Hey, don't go, the old man really didn't lie to you, it's a matter of life and death, do you really plan to save it again?"

"Oh, it's a pity, a good person, I'm afraid I'll be gone in a few days!"

After fooling around for a long time, the client walked away from under his nose. The old man shook his head regretfully. He didn't know if it was a pity because he didn't make any money, or it was a pity because he didn't save a life.

"Grandpa, you can't do this!" The little girl laughed while eating candied haws, "People don't like this anymore. If you don't pick up something nice to say, you won't be able to keep people at all!"

"I don't know, but your grandfather and I have always acted with a clear conscience all our lives, how can we speak nonsense with no conscience?"

Just when he was about to continue looking for the next target, a slender and powerful palm suddenly appeared on his shoulder.

The old man trembled and tried to struggle, but his body seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't control it at all.

He immediately understood in his heart that he had met an expert, so he didn't even turn his head back and said: "Hero, I understand the rules, just ask as much as you want, we can just ask for money, and we don't want to kill you!"

"No injustice, no enmity, why should I die? Could it be that you have done too many bad things and are afraid of retribution?"

Song Xuan made a voice with a smile, retracted his palm, and then looked down at the little girl who was holding a candied haws in her hand and was looking at her curiously.

"Long time no see!" He greeted.

The little girl's face changed again and again, and she kept pinching her fingers, as if she was calculating something.

The next moment, she dragged her grandfather and ran away, looking around while running, as if she was afraid that Song Xuan would catch up.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to be stunned, and watched him and grandpa run away coldly, but did not catch up.

"Xiaohuan, what are you doing, grandpa, I'm an old man, how can I stand up to such a toss?" After running away, the old man reprimanded out of breath.

Xiaohuan didn't speak, her face full of palpitations.

"Since you were young, you have always acted calmly and indifferently no matter what you encountered. Why are you so panicked this time? Is that person so scary?"

Xiaohuan shook her head and said nervously: "It's not scary, but weird! He's not human!"

"what?"

In broad daylight, the old man suddenly felt the cold wind blowing, and his hair stood on end. He hurriedly said, "You mean, he is a ghost?"

"I don't know!" Xiaohuan shook his head, with a terrified look on his face, "I just calculated for a long time, and I can't see his fate at all! It's too weird, and this is the first time I have encountered such a situation!"

The old man couldn't help but frowned when he heard the words, and said, "Really?"

"really!"

"I, Zhou Xian, have lived most of my life, and I have never heard of a person without a destiny."

The person who claimed to be Zhou Xian said in a deep voice: "Even if it is the previous head of Qing Yun Sect, it is impossible for him to have this ability."

As he spoke, he looked around for a while, and after making sure that the other party hadn't caught up, he led Xiaohuan and quickly left the town.

"Let's go, we'd better not touch that person, if one day God's punishment comes, we will be affected!"

Xiaohuan asked suspiciously, "Grandpa, is it so serious?"

"It's not only serious, but if what you said is correct, that person really has no fate, and it's likely that the heavenly demons from outside the territory descended, and the whole world will probably be overthrown because of this!"

"Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon?" Xiaohuan recalled the word, turned his head to look subconsciously, but saw the young man in the dark blue robe at the end of the street, still standing where he was, looking at him quietly.

For some reason, she couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart. She didn't understand that this feeling would arise inexplicably.

Song Xuan stood quietly on the spot, watching Xiaohuan and his father completely disappear from sight, speechless for a long time.

Lu Xueqi touched Liu Qinglian's arm, and said in a low voice: "The little girl, is she the third child?"

Liu Qinglian rolled her eyes, but still nodded and said, "My brother's third wife, Xiao Zhao! But I didn't expect that she is still a half-grown child.

I just don't understand, why did she run? "

Lu Xueqi also had a puzzled look on her face, and said: "I don't understand either, when I first met Song Xuan, I felt very kind, and I wanted to stay with him all the time, and I didn't want to be separated at all.

If that child is really Xiao Zhao, why did she avoid it? "

Liu Qinglian shook her head, and said, "Who knows, maybe he's had a good life in this life, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with us at all!"

(End of this chapter)

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