Chapter 200 The Final Mission 17

Li Chuan collected his thoughts and took the hot tea handed to him by Deng Chan.

A faint and refreshing tea fragrance wafts through the air, mixing with the evening breeze and penetrating into people's noses, making people unconsciously indulge in this wonderful state.

Li Chuan tilted his head back, took a sip of hot tea, and frowned unconsciously. The bitter taste spread from the tip of his tongue and gradually filled his entire mouth.

At this time, Deng Chan came over with a plate of sweet apricots, his voice was warm and clear.

"These are the sweet apricots I planted. Boiling them with rock sugar can reduce the bitterness of the old tree tea."

Li Chuan picked up one and put it in his mouth. The sweet aroma blended with the astringency of the tea, giving rise to a light and elegant aftertaste.

"Dengchan, did you invite me to the ancient temple just to drink tea?"

Li Chuan only called him by his name, and did not call him Master Dengchan like everyone else did.

He said that this would damage his cultivation.

Deng Chan chuckled and shook his head, "Why aren't you wearing the Buddhist beads bracelet you asked for today?"

"For my wife."

Li Chuan acknowledged Jiang Zhi's existence without hesitation.

Deng Chan heard him talk about Jiang Zhi, and combined with what the pilgrims who came to worship said, his impression of Jiang Zhi was that she was a casual and bold bad woman.

Deng Chan only recognizes the little fox demon as his master's wife. She uses her demon body to block the disaster and turns into ashes. This kind of love is worthy of the extraordinary master.

But Deng Chan said nothing. The little fox demon died and his soul was destroyed, but the master could still be reborn. He felt sad for the little fox demon, but he could not stop the master from finding happiness.

"Bring your wife to burn incense some other day."

"good."

After receiving the news that Jiang Zhi was checking on him, Li Chuan stood up and said goodbye to Deng Chan.

"I'm going back now. I'll bring her to visit you another day."

"Um."

Watching Li Chuan's back turning and leaving and gradually disappearing at the end of the gravel road, Deng Chan withdrew his gaze and silently put away the tea set on the table.

Little fox demon, Master's wife...

The car was parked outside the villa, and the orange lights on the second floor were on.

At this time, she must have fallen asleep long ago, and the light was left on for him.

Sure enough, when I opened the door, next to the dim light, I saw a small figure bulging out from under the quilt, with long, ink-black hair spread on the pillow, and gentle eyes and eyebrows, quiet and beautiful.

But Li Chuan didn't have any romantic thoughts in her mind. She only thought that it was inconsistent with her usual lively personality.

I guess it was at her last bachelorette party where those two guys got her drunk.

After tucking in the quilt, Li Chuan leaned over, placed a kiss between Jiang Zhi's eyebrows, then stood up and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Li Chuan went to the living room with a hair dryer.

Fortunately, the villa had good sound insulation, and the sound of the hair dryer did not reach the bedroom, so Jiang Zhi still slept soundly.

The warm wind blew into his ears, blowing away his emotions, but Li Chuan felt unprecedented peace of mind.

The person he loved the most was sleeping soundly in the bedroom, and he was hiding in the living room blowing his hair.

This little thing couldn't be more ordinary, but it was the happiness he had longed for for two years.

The next day

Li Chuan took Jiang Zhi to the ancient temple.

In the past, he did not believe in Buddhism, let alone the so-called gods, but all the wishes he made while kneeling devoutly in the ancient temple day and night came true.

First, I hope Jiang Zhi will have a safe and smooth life.

Second, he wanted to be selfish and hoped that Jiang Zhi would come back to him.

Perhaps it was greed and dissatisfaction that were at work. After both things were achieved, Li Chuan thought again that if Jiang Zhi could stay with him, for one lifetime, two lifetimes, or for generations to come, he would be willing to sacrifice his soul.

Li Chuan never considered himself a good person, but he was willing to do good deeds and pray to the gods to protect Jiang Zhi and bring him peace for generations to come.

Although the scorching sun made the gravel road surface hot, Jiang Zhi did not complain at all. Instead, he was cheerful all the way, running towards the ancient temple holding a butterfly.

"Hurry up, the little butterfly is going to get too hot."

"You should run slower, you are so reckless."

Having seen her quarrel with puppies and fight with monkeys, Li Chuan was no longer surprised. He followed Jiang Zhi closely and reminded her to watch her step.

Deng Chan was sweeping the fallen leaves from the old trees in the yard when he heard a burst of brisk footsteps. He stopped what he was doing and looked up.

A girl in a white dress and pigtails was running towards this side with a smile on her face.

The delicate skin glows white in the bright sun, and a butterfly is held in the palm of the hand, flapping its wings, reluctant to fly away, nestling lovingly in the warm palm.

What shocked Deng Chan the most was that the girl looked exactly like the little fox demon from a thousand years ago, except that she didn't have that strong demonic aura, and became more pure and lively.

After the shock, she saw Li Chuan following the girl into the ancient temple.

Jiang Zhi only felt that Deng Chan looked a little familiar, and only remembered him after Xiaobai reminded him.

She had transformed into a spirit and followed Youchen, and had seen this little monk.

At that time he was just a little boy, being chased by bandits, and Youchen rescued him.

But, he is the descendant of that child, or the child himself.

If it is me, how could I appear in this world? I'm afraid I have lived for thousands of years.

Could it be that every world she traveled through was firmly drawn together by a special medium?

Dengchan put down the broom in his hand and leaned over to greet the two of them.

Jiang Zhi bowed to him politely, but he waved his hand to stop her.

"You are Li Chuan's wife, and you are Deng Chan's friend. You don't have to stick to these empty formalities."

If she was really a little fox demon, he would be even more unacceptable.

Jiang Zhi didn't force it. The little butterfly in her palm was about to faint from the sweat. She spread her hands and let the little butterfly fly away, then she whispered softly

"I think Master Dengchan looks a bit like an old acquaintance of mine. Excuse me, are all your ancestors named Dengchan?"

After hearing this, Deng Chan had nothing to understand.

The girl in front of him is the little fox demon from a thousand years ago. Master Youchen doesn't remember him, and all the people who knew him a thousand years ago have disappeared in the long time. Only the little fox demon still remembers him.

Deng Chan raised a familiar smile and said softly

"I have no relatives. The name Dengchan was given to me by my master."

"Then, do you still remember a fiery red little fox demon?"

She remembered that Youchen had told him about herself.

Li Chuan didn't understand what the two were saying, but he could guess that they should know each other.

Deng Chan's pupils trembled, and his voice was choked with sobs and nostalgia.

"Remember."

He had no relatives or friends and had lived alone in the world for thousands of years. He had witnessed birth, old age, sickness and death. The people he loved and the people he hated would eventually return to the earth. He thought he had become numb in his heart, but he didn't expect that a call from an acquaintance would make his eyes warm.

"I remember that day, you and he both turned into smoke. Why..."

Deng Chan didn't finish the rest of the words, but Jiang Zhi already understood what he meant.

Jiang Zhi silently clasped Li Chuan's hand, tilted her head to look at him, her eyes twinkling like stars.

"To be honest, I came here for him."