, handed her some silver and left in a hurry.

"That's it." He came to a corner and changed to his original appearance, looking at the jade flute that had been burned by the fire and sighed.

The next day, Lin Zijin got married. She was expressionless in the car. It was not him who was going to worship with her today. He might be dead, and she didn't want to live in this world.

Suddenly there was a flute sound coming from behind, and she was startled. This tune seemed so familiar. She lifted her hijab, opened the curtain and looked behind her. Not far away, there stood a man in white clothes and white hair, holding yesterday's jade in his hand.

The jade flute given to the beggar plays a somewhat sad tune.

She smiled, and sure enough he came. He smiled too, and sure enough she still remembered him.

The team welcoming the bride gradually went away. Xiong Xiaoguang sat in a nearby wine shop in despair, put down the jade flute in his hand, and ordered a jar of wine from the manager Lao Zhang.

At this time, a sandstorm suddenly broke out behind him. Xiong Xiaoguang looked back and saw a man in black clothes and black hair walking slowly out of the sandstorm, walked to him and sat down next to him, and put the wine jar in his hand on the table: "No need.

, here is sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed wine.”

Xiong Xiaoguang smiled: "Jiulong, don't tell me that you came from before?"

Jiulong didn't say anything, but poured him a bowl of osmanthus wine.

Xiong Xiaoguang shrugged, picked up the bowl and drank the sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed wine in one gulp.

Not long after finishing the drink, Xiong Xiaoguang suddenly felt dizzy: "What did you give me to drink?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the result of your magic torture is not very qualified, so I can only let you suffer a little before going back." Jiulong smiled and transformed into an old man with five strands of beard and a Taoist crown on his head.

Wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a sword on his back.
Chapter completed!