"Sir, please take the test soon. From now on, I can stay by your side again..."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but raise her sleeves to wipe away her tears.
Fan Xiu felt amused and helpless. At the urging of everyone, he raised his hand and placed it on the spirit-testing plate, closed his eyes tightly, and his mind became calm at this moment. One second, two seconds, and then a quarter of an hour passed, and there was no movement on the spirit-testing plate.
The courtyard, which had been filled with laughter and joy, fell silent. Uncle Zhong rushed forward in disbelief, "How could this happen? Why isn't the light on?"
Fan Xiu opened his eyes in surprise, staring at the spirit-testing disk for two seconds. A gentle smile appeared on his handsome face. "Perhaps I was never meant to be immortal. So, then what?"
Xihe said calmly: "It's okay, we can test it again!"
"Yes, yes, sir, please test it again. Maybe you just made a mistake."
Fan Xiu had to close his eyes again, but the spirit-detecting disk still showed no movement. Xihe became anxious and signaled him to try a few more times. However, after struggling for most of an hour, the spirit-detecting disk seemed to be dead and showed no reaction.
"Young Master..."
Uncle Zhong collapsed instantly.
As the sky gradually darkened, the lanterns in the yard lit up and the evening breeze became cool.
Facing Uncle Zhong's mournful face and the little tree demon's terrified eyes, Fan Xiu remained calm and said softly, "It's really no big deal. While a cultivator's thousand-year life is enviable, a mortal's hundred years can also be full of life."
"Being able to come to the world of cultivation and see this different scenery, I have no regrets in this life."
Uncle Zhong opened his mouth, wanting to say, "How can this be the same?" However, Fan Xiu smiled gently but firmly urged him to go back to the house and rest.
The bustling yard became quiet in an instant.
Fan Xiu smoothed his sleeves, turned around, and saw Xihe looking at him quietly.
The dim lanterns swayed in the wind under the corridor. She sat quietly on a bamboo chair, with a full moon hanging high behind her. Her beautiful eyes seemed to contain an endless starry sky, and the faint moonlight lingered around her.
"I'm sorry I can't stay with you for so long."
Go forward and gently hold her hand.
Xihe shook her head. The man half-knelt in front of her, looking apologetic. “If possible, I would also like to stay with you forever, but… I will try to live longer.”
"good."
Xihe Road.
She reached out, put her arms around the man's neck, and threw herself into his arms.
Fan Xiu froze for a moment, then his muscles relaxed and he raised his hands to hold the woman's waist.
Long black hair spread out on the ground, and her green clothes were tangled. The temperature in the cultivation world was pleasant at night, and the moonlight was clearer than that in the mortal world. Xihe turned around and said, "Fan Xiu..."
Nose tip pressed against nose tip, breaths entwined.
Eyes meeting,
She stepped forward, and he stepped back, tilting his head: "My lady...it's late."
Xihe's whole body stiffened. She uttered an "hmm," pushed him away, stood up, and strode towards the room.
"My wife."
The smooth robe slipped through his fingertips.
He looked up and saw the door slam shut before his eyes. There was no more sound from inside the room.
His heart told him to explain now, but his mind told him that it would be fine if she got angry and ignored him. Fan Xiu stood up, walked to the window, raised his hand and knocked: "Madam?"
"Madam? Are you asleep? Didn't I just…"
Bang,
The windows are open,
Revealing an expressionless little face.
Xihe looked at Fan Xiu coldly, and told herself in her heart that if this bastard didn't give a reasonable explanation, she would really, really, really ignore him again. He just knew how to bully her every day!
His hands tightly grasped his sleeves, and his eyes gradually turned red.
Fan Xiu felt a sharp pain in his heart and couldn't help but touch her face, but was dodged and avoided. "It's late at night, if you have anything to say, please say it quickly. Don't wake up Uncle Zhong and Xiaobao."
The next second, someone hugged me tightly across the windowsill.
Fan Xiu sighed, "We haven't even gotten married yet, you idiot. How could I possibly let you down?"
He actually wanted to let it go. After all, he only had a hundred years to live. She loved him so deeply. How sad would she be if he left? But seeing her eyes welling up, he finally softened his heart.
A hundred years is a hundred years, no matter how long it takes, he will never let her down.
The next day,
Uncle Zhong didn't have time to feel sad.
She was instructed by her own master to prepare for the wedding.
Uncle Zhong: “Huh?”
Why do we need to get married? Didn't we get married once? ... I was so busy being bossed around by the young master that I forgot to ask any questions.
It was impossible for Shangyuanzong to be unaware of this grand move, so should he go to congratulate or not? The sect leader stroked his beard and turned around, then finally waved his hand and said, "Go, of course I will go."
It’s a wedding, such a happy day, how can it not be lively?
Carrying gifts and his three disciples, he knocked on the door of the Fan family on the wedding day.
"Are you the young lady's master? Come in, come in."
Uncle Zhong enthusiastically led the people into the yard.
Venerable Chang Hao: "..."
He exchanged a glance with his apprentice, and decided to give him the title of master directly!
However, the other party was powerful, so naturally whatever she said was the truth. Throughout the wedding, the duo who had originally planned to just watch the fun were forced to act as the bride's family. They accepted the greetings under tremendous pressure and quickly left after the ceremony.
Uncle Zhong chased after him and said, "Master, you haven't eaten yet. Eat first!"
Upon hearing this, Venerable Chang Hao twisted his legs even faster.
Xihe and Fan Xiu didn't take it too seriously. After the ceremony, they lifted the veil and sat in the yard as a family to eat. After dinner, they enjoyed the cool air, washed up, and returned to their rooms to rest late at night.
"My wife."
"Husband."
Fan Xiu held the person in his arms.
Xihe raised her arms and wrapped them around the man's waist, rubbing her face against his chest: "Husband..."
The room was decorated with red silk and red candles were burning. Uncle Zhong had even spread a layer of peanuts and dried fruits on the bed to celebrate, symbolizing many children and grandchildren. Fan Xiu waved his hand away, placed the person on the bed, and leaned over: "My wife."
The bed curtains slowly fell, and the red dress was untied...
With his face buried in her neck, it was only at this moment that he felt the reality of being married.
Wake up the next day,
The two of them got dressed and stood up naturally, just like usual.
Uncle Zhong's old face was full of smiles. His original upset mood because his young master had no chance to become an immortal gradually disappeared after he saw the young master's increasingly gentle smile.
Xihe did not delay and began to formally teach the old and the young how to cultivate immortality the next day.
The little tree demon has just been taught, and Uncle Zhong is old and his brain is not very sharp. The two of them are equally capable, and the teaching speed is almost the same.
"Baby, you have to concentrate, okay? No sleeping."
"Uncle Zhong, don't be nervous, just feel it slowly."
Uncle Zhong was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead: "Thank you very much, Madam. I understand, I understand."
Xihe is not a pedantic person. After teaching, he would take the two of them for a stroll on the street. If he saw any spiritual herbs, elixirs or minerals, he would introduce them to them.
She speaks in a gentle manner and her content is easy to understand, which always makes people around her stop and listen.
"This wood is called 'Five-Color Wood' and is one of the three materials used to refine the Dayan humanoid puppet."
"Dayan humanoid puppet? The other two are..."
"Fire tin stone, iron rhino horn. These are rare materials. It's a pity to put them here as a table corner."
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