[The tough and impure orphan girl X has a broken heart and has turned into a madman]
In the ninth year of Tianxuan, there was a severe drought in Bozhou.
The earth was torn apart for thousands of miles, and corpses were everywhere.
With the bones of his parents in front of him and his sister dying in his arms, Ah Xu knelt under the bright sun, opening his chapped lips and begging God for rain.
That night, the rain suddenly fell and continued for three days.
The younger sister still died, leaving only A Xu alive.
That night when the moon and stars were sparse, Ah Xu buried his sister, got stuck in the mud and fell down the hillside, but fell on someone. With the sound of night wind, Ah Xu raised his head, and in his daze, he saw his blood-red and hollow eyes that looked like they were pierced by nails.
"Hello."
Ah Xu's eyes fell on the white jade on his neck, and he gently tugged on his blood-red skirt: "I'll pick you up and take you back, and you can be my husband, okay?"
"Husband?"
The river washed the beach from time to time, repeatedly soaking the hem of his clothes. The moonlight coldly reflected the thousands of nail wounds on his body that were like his eyes. He followed her direction and turned his face slightly, and the blood flowed along his eyelids across his pale cheeks.
"Okay."
A Xu's husband's name is Qiu Jing.
He is good for nothing except good-looking.
He usually doesn't like to talk. He sits on the couch all day long and likes to play with his white jade pendant that looks like a small sword.
But since he came to A Xu's house, A Xu always felt that her luck had improved. The evil neighbors no longer found excuses to occupy the only land in her home, and the matchmakers no longer came to arrange marriage for the village chief's silly son. There was always a surplus of food in the rice vat at home.
I heard that a demon brought trouble to the world and slaughtered the Immortal Sect. The world was in chaos outside, but the village was still peaceful.
The husband is not always so gloomy sometimes. No matter whether he is cooking or brewing medicine, Ah Xu always has to run to the house several times to see if he has water to drink and if he is tired of playing with Luban Suo.
Hearing her rustling movements, a smile would appear on his always pale face.
That smile was so warm, as if he should be like that.
"Running around like a puppy."
He put down the Luban Suo and waved to her.
A Xu pretended to be angry and ran to him: "I am a puppy, what are you?"
"Another puppy."
He felt her approach, raised his face, and said seriously: "Same as A Xu."
Ah Xu pretended to be very good. In fact, she picked him up to be her husband because she saw at a glance that his jade pendant was a good thing. He would not survive. She wanted to get his things after his death.
This is the only kindness left in her numb and thin life.
A Xu didn't know.
That year, she cried for rain on the ground, and a god above the clouds watched her pain.
That rain was dropped by him privately.
She survived because of it.
But he had his body pierced by thousands of nails and his Taoist heart was broken. The proud man of heaven who rose from the top sword cultivator in Penglai to immortality was reduced to a mass grave in the world.
The year your husband died,
Ah Xu put his sword on his back, determined to seek justice from heaven for himself and for him.
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"With your sword, I point to the nine levels of the sky, and the blue sky is thousands of miles away. I respect you and have a flawless Taoist heart. How can I not count it——
Side by side with you. "
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HE
Intention: This heart is flawless and can shake heaven and earth.