"Seven Short Stories"

Chapter 5

The sword quickly slashed across Hengjia's eyes, and several of her neat and thick eyelashes were cut off.

He closed his eyes subconsciously and took a few steps back.The man holding the sword pressed tightly, and again provoked a white light, reaching to the forehead.

Heng Jia also raised the sword in his hand and blocked it, but the strength of the opponent made him feel exhausted, so he had to dodge sideways, there was a slight chill between his brows, and then the pain came.Warm blood oozes out.The unceremonious sword energy ushered in again, aiming at his heart.

He was slightly angry, and raised his sword to stop him: "What are you doing! Everywhere is fierce! The sword is deadly?"

"Yes, I want your life! After you die, I will commit suicide to accompany you!"

"What are you making a fuss about! Ran Lang!!"

"Noisy?" He pressed down hard with his hands, his face was full of anger: "Just make trouble!"

Heng Jia's body was forced to kneel on the ground by his strength, and he resisted with all his might: "Okay, you have been screwing with me these days, and you have nothing to do. I can't beat you. If you don't like me, you don't need to do it. All right, I'll do it myself!" As he spoke, he flicked away the opponent's sword, and lifted his own sword to wipe his neck.

Ran Lang broke the sword with a kick.

"Ranlang! This is my sword!"

"I tempered your sword for you! I have the right to destroy it!"

"I gave you your fairy body! The cultivation in your body belongs to me, but you use it to bully me!"

Ran Lang stabbed his sword fiercely into the tree behind Heng Jia: "I just spoil you too much! You are getting more and more excessive now!"

"I was too much? What did I do?"

"Three days ago, you and the little white-faced guy next to Master Yu who came to visit were flirting! When I didn't see it? When he left, your family even accepted his gift! You want him to come and sit often? You Isn't it too much?"

"I..." Heng Jia rubbed her head: "Come on, Ran Lang!"

"You can be polite with women, but not any man!"

"Please, no one will come to this place of yours for hundreds of years. Master Yu probably just came to see if we have become immortals, so we can make statistics. Who do I usually talk to? Not only One of you. After finally catching one, is it possible that someone asked me to take him around to see if I should go?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Henga could see that his left eye was missing a few eyelashes, and he always felt bald and uncomfortable.

"I said you have been so jealous for so many years, how can you still be so jealous?"

Ran Lang crossed his hands in front of his chest: "I just want to see you as the only one in your heart."

"In my eyes and hearts, there is indeed only you, my Ranlang. For you, I gave up Yuhua Mountain. The leader of thousands of scattered immortals."

"Don't show your smile that I can't restrain!"

"I can't restrain it." He laughed even worse, walked towards Ran Lang, took his hand, and put it close to his face: "Then, don't restrain yourself..."

Henga touched his lips with her lips like a dragonfly.

Some clouds and rain...

1000 years ago.

Inside the Chenghuang Temple, the dilapidated statues are covered with cobwebs and covered with thick dust.Cockroaches and mice strolled leisurely.He didn't care about the person lying in the middle of the temple wearing rags.With Erlang's legs crossed, half a chicken bone dangling from his mouth, he looked at the beams with a relaxed expression on his face.

Suddenly the temple door was kicked open vigorously, and dazzling light shot in.A person stepped in, frowning: "Why does the emperor order to repair such a dilapidated place? It is far away from the city, and no one comes to worship. Isn't this a waste of money?"

"That's what you said." The man in tattered clothes slowly got up from the ground: "I don't like to hear it." He waved his hand and a gust of wind picked it up, and the temple door was closed.

"who are you?"

"You are Prime Minister Ran Lang."

There was a loud knocking sound outside the door.The sound of roaring at the door was even more deafening.

"I am the god of this Town God's Temple. I don't know what the emperor thought 300 years ago, and built my temple in this place where no shit. I don't have incense to worship, and I am very hungry."

Ran Lang rolled his eyes at him: "You? You are a god? Hehe."

"Ah, no, I am a fairy."

"A fairy looks like you?"

"Well, that's what I am. Don't just look at my clothes, you look up at my face. My clothes are so tattered because of the statue. Take a look with your own eyes. What is the statue wearing? Is it the same as me? ?”

"You can also find a better reason to pretend to be a deceit. You just tear off some rags from the statue and wear it, and call yourself a god?"

"Tch, do I need to talk about it? You think I like to wear this rag. That god is my shelter, and everything on him will appear on my spirit."

After a pause, he asked, "Is there anything to eat? I haven't been able to eat a meal for a long time in this poor place."

Ran Lang snorted disdainfully: "You hungry and full beggar, don't be an eyesore here, delaying my rebuilding of the Town God's Temple, I'll arrest you and behead you."

"There is no need to rebuild. I entrusted you with a dream for the emperor who is a little bit dull. I just want him to come here alone and help me so that I can leave."

Ran Lang ignored him and turned to open the temple door, but he couldn't open it.Try harder, harder, and the door won't budge.He was surprised, turned around, and saw a face that was very close in front of him, smiling brightly.He was startled, and took a few steps back: "Bold, so rude!" His heart was beating fast, and he couldn't help but look at the man again, he was still smiling like that, making Ran Lang a little distracted.

"I almost have pure yang qi right now. I see that the qi in your body is very pure and prosperous. Why don't you give me some, and I will repay you well later." He approached Ran Lang and pulled his hand Hand, close to his face, laughing even more.

"You you you! What are you doing?"

"Excuse me." His lips moved towards Ran Lang.

"You, you, don't mess around!"

When it was only a hair's breadth away, the man stopped: "Don't get excited. It's not that you give me your Qi directly, it's for my idol. My spirit resides there, and only through it can I receive it."

"What's the meaning"

"Go kiss my idol!"

"absurd!"

"It's not absurd, I really lack your yang energy. If you don't mind, I would be happy to give you a few more. I will definitely repay you well in the future. I promise you prosperity in the next life, prosperity in the next life, and prosperity in the next life." Not satisfied?"

Without waiting for Ran Lang to agree, the man started to push him to fly to the dilapidated statue, Ran Lang was shocked, and felt that his face was firmly attached to the statue with a thick gray rotten net and a few small spiders crawling around. , cold and hard, uncomfortable.His mouth was tightly pressed against the mouth of the idol, and he felt a burst of hot air coming out of his mouth.Then he felt a little tired and a little sleepy.Just when he was about to lose consciousness, he heard a sentence.

"Wow, your yang energy is really positive! Thank you, my name is Heng Jia, and I will come to you in the future!"

800 years ago.

Beside a blood-red bridge, a person took off his boots, put his feet in the dark river water rippling with white bones, lost his mind.

The wandering soul that seemed to be always heading in one direction, orderly and endlessly wandering, did not exist in his eyes.

He has been here for more than 200 years, and he has seen enough and is tired of watching.Even the voice behind her was numb.After listening and listening, after summarizing, it is just one sentence: "I don't want to drink Mengpo soup, I don't want to forget the person I love deeply."

So is he.

If he chooses not to drink, he cannot go to reincarnation.

There is a rule in the underworld, as long as he can withstand the erosion of the Wangchuan River and soak in it for 200 years without turning into dry bones, he is allowed not to drink Mengpo soup, and to reincarnate as a human being, so that he can reconnect with his lover.

However, none of the ghosts could survive, and all of them were buried in the Wangchuan River.

There were too many dead bones in the river in front of him to count.

"Ranlang." A deep voice said, "How long before you can leave?"

It was Po Meng, she sent away the last soul who was crying and drinking soup today, put down the spoon, and talked to him.

"There are still three months." Ran Lang replied.

"You're gone, and I'm the only one left. Tell me again, what's the name of the person you don't want to forget?"

"Hanga, his name is Henga."

"I remember you said, he is a fairy?"

"Yes, in a dilapidated city god's temple that doesn't shit. The fairy who smiled so much that I can never forget it. The fairy who smiled so much that I couldn't restrain myself from falling in love with him." When Ran Lang talked about him, he was always gray There was a jumping fire in his eyes, and his dull face seemed to have a radiance.

"You don't drink my soup because you don't forget him. But you have soaked in the Wangchuan River for 200 years. You are the only soul that has not been corroded. Why doesn't Emperor Hades let you go back to the mortal world?"

"He said that I have Henga's divine protection in my body. It's not that I am not eroded by the river, so I don't count."

"Then why did he agree to let you go after three months, and also agree that you don't have to drink my soup?"

"I don't know either. However, Emperor Hades won't let me drink soup, and won't let me cross the Naihe Bridge."

"Then how do you leave?"

Ran Lang turned his head, looked at Po Meng's wrinkled face, and shook his head: "Anyway, Emperor Hades told me to leave with my memory, so he wouldn't lie to me."

Behind Granny Meng, a shadow floated over. He was covered with a veil, but he could tell that the man was smiling brilliantly.

Ran Lang looked at those eyes, and frowned deeply, he stared at the person in a daze.

He has missed these eyes all his life in the mortal world and 200 years in the underworld.

"Henga???!"

He got up from the river, without boots, ran barefoot, grabbed the veiled person: "You are Heng Jia? Aren't you a god? Why did you come to the underworld? Do you want to drink Mengpo soup? You don't want to drink it." , do you still remember me, I am Ran Lang, Ran Lang!"

There was some disappointment in the man's eyes, and he tore off the veil: "Do you still remember me after 200 years? I still want to tease you!"

Ran Lang was so excited that he didn't know what to do.He wanted to cry, laugh, and shout loudly, but in the end he slammed Heng Jia's face fiercely with his fist: "You boring god! You bastard god! Do you know that you brought I’ve left something that I’ll never get back in my life!”

Heng Jia was beaten so dizzy, covered her face, and said angrily, "Hey! Is there something wrong with you! I heard what Emperor Hades said, you have a deep affection for me, just to not forget me, life and death. Drink Mengpo soup! Why is your deep love just hitting me when you see me?"

"Shouldn't you fight? You took my first kiss, stole my heart, took away my love, and occupied all my thoughts. You disturbed me for the rest of my life. And finally! Don't you say you will come back to me?"

"Aren't I here? No, whoever took your first kiss, kissing my idol doesn't count!?"

"Why don't you count!"

"Okay, that, how did I know, I just teased you casually, and you will be seduced by me. I didn't know you liked men." He still rubbed his face: "I just wanted to leave that shitty place as soon as possible. place."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the pain, smiled brightly, and said to Meng Po who was making soup: "I'm thirsty, and Meng Po will give me a bowl of soup."

"Okay." Granny Meng offered him a bowl with kind eyes.

But was overthrown by Ran Lang: "Can I drink Mengpo soup casually?"

"Hey, you have such a bad attitude, are you sure you are wasting your time here, not to get out and find my temple and blow up your anger? Are you sure you really like me and don't want to forget me?"

Ran Lang clenched his fists and approached Heng Jia, his eyes fixed on his smiling face.She took his hand and pulled it into her arms; "Don't smile so brightly!" Then she pressed her lips against hers, venting wantonly.

Meng Po quietly disappeared into nothingness, leaving behind a faint laugh.

With his mind blank, Heng Jia's lips were red and swollen, until the other party left, he still stood dumbfounded, staring, standing more firmly than his statue in the Town God's Temple.

"My first kiss... and the first kiss of my god statue... I gave it to you guy... I..." His face gradually turned red, and his fingers tremblingly touched his lips.

"Heng Jia, I want to cultivate immortality!"

"what?"

"I want to marry you!"

"what??"

"wait for me!"

Heng Jia's little heart was beating thumpingly: "Do you know how to get out?"

"……do not know."

"puff……"

"Do not laugh."

"Oh...but why can't you laugh?"

"When I smile, I can't restrain myself. It was that smile you made in Chenghuang Temple back then, which made me miss you so much!"

"Can't you restrain yourself? Why can't you restrain yourself?" He didn't care, and his smile was extremely bright: "I just like to laugh... ummm~~~~~"

He was embraced by Ran Lang, and in the dark and gloomy underworld, he was forcibly pushed down...

500 years ago.

A sea of ​​flowers is in full bloom, spreading across thousands of miles of clouds.Dao Dao Xia Guang shines, and the fairies dance.

There is a huge palace in front of you. Many scattered immortals in Yuhua Mountain gathered today, smiling happily, and changing cups.

"Today is a good day!"

"That's right, maybe I won't encounter such good things again before I become a fairy."

"I have to thank Immortal Hengjia."

"Yes, yes."

"Hey, do you know that Xian Hengjia once lost thousands of cultivation bases for a lonely soul?"

"Slightly heard."

"Do you know why?"

"It's for repayment."

"Thank you?"

"I've heard of it too. I'll talk about it casually, and you can listen to it casually."

"Okay, tell me quickly."

"Yes, let's hear it."

that year……"