The long lamp is crooked, and the crooked lamp body seems to be confused for a moment, then it floats to the round table and stops firmly, and it is very persistent. It thinks it is the positive side facing Pan Hui.
Looking at it, Pan Hui unconsciously chuckled and suddenly felt that it seemed good to have such a wise fire with him. It was really awkward.
Snuff has exploded two times. Pan Hui is thinking about how to communicate with it. Although it has been confirmed that it is intelligent, it is still not sure how old it is.
"You can understand me, right?" So she decided to start with the simplest
The long light leaned forward two times as a nod.
Pan Hui smiled and was about to continue talking, but she was good at the crooked lamp. The crooked lamp body seemed to have some doubts, and then she waved around for two moments.
"Then I ask you now, if I’m right, you flash one. If I’m wrong, you flash two. If you don’t understand, you flash three."
The lights flashed quickly for a long time, and the lights jumped on the table twice, which seemed a little happy.
Pan Hui couldn’t help laughing. This fire can easily wake up like a child. If it is usual, she will stay in the long lamp and play around, but not today. Last night, the fight that was not in memory made her lose too much qi, and she has been trying her best to maintain the shape of the sapphire lamp. In half an hour, her qi will be burned up by this fire as lamp oil.
She must find a way to put it before it runs out.
"Do you like staying in this lamp?" She asked first from the root cause.
Ice blue ghost flame burst a snuff without hesitation. The whole lamp lit up for a few minutes. Pan Hui felt the true qi pass at once with a wrinkly eyebrows.
As expected! When the oil runs out and the lamp dries up, it becomes shorter
"If you want to stay in this lamp, you have to be my wick." Pan Hui tried to make her words short so that she could hear it clearly.
The long light is crooked, and the light becomes a little dim, not as if thinking, but as if rejecting.
"This lamp is what I want. If you want to be with it, you have to become me like it." Pan Hui changed her way of speaking, but she felt that she was fooling the children.
This ice blue ghost flame is understood. It jumped from the desktop with a lamp and flashed in Pan Hui’s hand.
Pan Hui gently caressed Yi Deng’s way, "I can’t repair and refine your meridians now, so I can’t let you stay in the lamp all the time, otherwise my true qi will be burned out by you sooner or later, and a wise long lamp will make an uproar. You must find a new place for you to live before the long lamp is merged, but I don’t know where it is suitable for you."
The long light flew up and went to the door. After flying to the door, it suddenly turned back and stayed beside Pan Hui in a circle from time to time.
Pan Hui heard a knock at the door as soon as she had doubts in her heart. The child was clever enough to know that she had scared people early. Now she is obediently putting on a long light.
Pan Hui got up and the door was one leng when she saw outsiders.
She can’t remember how long it’s been since Guan Yuchen came to see her. It’s about ten years! Since she was confined, the two have gradually become estranged. Besides, she often stays at home, and the number of times they meet is very few.
But what brings him here today? But also a dignified face.
"You didn’t come home last night?" Guan Yuchen’s face is very bad, and his mood is also very bad. Even he himself is not white. Is it just after listening to the younger brothers talk about early things that he hurried to catch up?
Pan Hui nodded but stuck at the door without asking the other party to come in and sit down.
No other disciples have ever been in her house except …
The right hand unconsciously clenched Pan Hui and dumped her head, which suddenly poured out of the bottom of my heart, and asked, "What’s the matter? Something? "
The face of Guan Yuchen is still calm. "It’s inappropriate for you to be a girl who didn’t come home all night and didn’t come back with a letter. Besides, how can you …"
Before he could speak, Pan Hui interrupted, "I always make my own decisions, and even Master has never asked you. Don’t you think you are too lenient?"
She looked calmly at Guan Yuchen’s indifference and alienation, but she told the other party well that she was not in the mood to explain to you now.
Guan Yuchen slightly zheng corners of the mouth have a little bitter "Xiaohui, I am in your heart, you don’t need to be so shut out."
Pan Hui’s face suddenly turned cold and dark, gathering like a storm. "What did you just call me?"
"Xiaohui …"
The end sound is still in the winding of lips and teeth. I heard a loud bang. Guan Yuchen has been hit by a palm and flew in the courtyard. The five long lights of the old maple tree flashed Pan Hui and rushed to his front with a sharp step.
All the people in the hospital were stunned, but no one dared to stop them.
"Pan Hui, you are crazy!" Guan Yuchen growled angrily, and his qi and blood churned endlessly because of the sudden palm just now.
Pan Hui’s failure to defend one type after another at this time is a desperate play, which makes Guan Yuchen try his best to avoid the parry.
"I said no one can call me that!"
Palm wind waved Pan Hui’s face a white qi, and at this time she had a soft foot and sat down on the ground. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat and she gasped.
Rong grew up in surprise and forgot to close her mouth. It was the first time that she saw Sister Pan start work. The strong oppressive feeling made her feel creepy even when she was a few feet away.
Is this the real strength of Chang Xuan’s first brother?
"Have you had enough! Ten years! Ten years! That man is long gone! How long will you be fooling around! Do you still want to torture yourself to death like you did ten years ago? "
Guan Yuchen growled three feet away from Pan Hui, trying to roar out the bitter part of his heart over the years.
He’s had enough. He’s really had enough
At that time, it was he who prevented her from seeking the truth in every way, because the truth was cruel and rootless, which she could not bear.
Chang Xuan’s 126th generation brother Guan Fei Er’s 127th generation brother Duane ignored the ethics of adultery! Abolish the achievement method today and expel it from your legacy!
Rao is that he also accepted this fact at that time, but-
How can it be wrong for Deng Zu to rule personally!
As early as the day of the ruling, the names of the two men were erased by Deng Zu from the long lamp post in front of the temple for a moment.
The long lamppost bearing the names of the brothers of Changxuan in the past 1,600 years once erased means that the law will practice "Heaven and Earth are long" again.
The achievement method has been abolished, and the ancestors will have the opportunity to practice Duane from scratch. From that day on, he is a person who is not even disabled than ordinary people!
It happened that it was such a cripple that Pan Hui insisted on following under the pressure of being expelled from his legacy. How could he not hate it!
Chapter 2 Long Fire (3)
Guan Yuchen still remembers her eyes before she closed her eyes when she split Pan Hui from behind-it was a kind of hatred in the eyes of a six-year-old child, which seemed to make him shudder for a moment.
The best way for him to eliminate hatred all the time is to forget that he knelt down at the foot of Tianlu Mountain where Master lived for seven days before getting Master to agree to erase Pan Hui’s memory, but he never thought that Pan Hui stubbornly sealed a part of her memory in the depths of her mind, and she herself stubbornly pursued the answer with those incomplete memento mori.
Guan Yuchen clenched his fists and still held back his trembling body. It was a tearing heart and lung pain. He couldn’t understand the origin until he looked at Pan Hui and regretted his decision for the first time.
If I had known it would be like this, he should not have asked Master to erase her memory. He should have let her go on living with that cruel truth, rather than shutting herself in a personal world and rejecting all the past and other people’s hearts now.
Pan Hui staggered up from the ground and looked at Guan Yuchen coldly. His right hand had picked up a tactic.
That face is more angry than indifferent, like a puppet who has been pulled away from his soul, and his eyes are dull.
The dharma tactic has dissipated from her fingertips before it is pinched to form the true qi. Four of the five long lamps have disappeared into shape, and the blue lamp is still looming beside her.