After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

November is already the late autumn season. Every hilltop is covered with red maples. In addition, the Muling River passes through the city. The river is winding with green water. Looking down from the high mountains, the red maples and fallen leaves are covered with green. The river flows slowly down, which is spectacular.

The streets are bustling with people, the sounds of vendors are constantly heard, and various food stalls are set up, and smoke is rising from the kitchen smoke.

There were two men walking side by side in the street. They were dressed luxuriously and elegantly. They seemed a bit out of place with the surrounding bustling atmosphere. Many young women passing by stopped and turned around frequently, and whispers and chuckles could be heard all around.

Yuan Qing shook his fan and threw a few peanuts into his mouth while walking.

The man next to him was not in such good spirits as he was. He just walked around with his head down, a look of annoyance on his face.

"Why are you so embarrassed after finally coming out to have fun? Why, you want to go back to approve official documents just now?"

When Yuan Qing saw Hong Ran's expression of bitterness and hatred, he put away his folding fan and hit him with the handle:

"How long have you been here? Look at your worthless look. You can't turn in those official documents for approval or not. Why do you still think about them? I'm really crazy about you."

Hong Ran was distracted and couldn't dodge before he knocked him in the face. He wasn't upset, but the corner of his mouth drooped even more:

"I'm not worried about this, I just feel sorry for Immortal Lanyu. If I had been more careful in my work, I would have discovered that it was impossible to find Guyu Mountain at all. As a result, Immortal Lanyu could only live in a dormitory for so many years. Yulin Palace..."

His head lowered and lowered, and his voice became softer and quieter. Yuan Qing didn't take it seriously. He raised his neck and threw a bigger peanut into his mouth. He patted the crumbs on his hand and chewed it without taking it seriously:

"What's the matter? You didn't ask him to settle in that place. I can't blame you. What's more, Lan Yu actually took advantage. If he could really find that place, it would be worse than the entire Tianjing. Together they are strong, but they can’t make others jealous to death.”

"Others" here means something, it doesn't matter if it's unclear.

If we discuss this matter in detail, it’s really not Hong Ran’s fault.

He was appointed to take over the position of head of Tianqiong Pavilion when he was in danger. The old gods in Tianjing always had a lot of things to deal with, and there were so many things to be dealt with. Hong Ran had been in the main hall approving official documents for three whole days without moving an inch.

Lan Yu happened to get the transfer order at that time and came to him to fill out the deed and go through the formalities.

The paper deed originally required Hong Ran to check all the contents and then press his fingerprint before it was approved. He had to read it in person to ensure that there were no mistakes.

Lan Yu saw that he was really working hard, so he casually asked him to press the seal and took the things away.

By the time he found out, it was too late. Guyu Mountain was already in his name, and Yulin Palace had to be vacated.

When Hong Ran learned about this later, he felt extremely sorry and held Lan Yu's hand until he was out of breath and cried.

He also used his privileges to give Lan Yu a back door, saying that as long as no new people came to Yulin Palace, Lan Yu could stay there forever.

Until Mazha ascended to the throne, and the superiors recognized him for his hard work and awarded him the Yulin Palace as a reward, Hongran learned from Yuan Qing that Mazha came to provoke him, and he felt even more guilty.

So this time when Lan Yu went to look for Guyu Mountain, he immediately went down to follow him. He even asked Yuan Qing to help Lan Yu and secretly sent more people to look for clues about Guyu Mountain.

The result is, nothing.

No matter how you look for it, how many people look for it, or how long you look for it, you just can’t find it.

It has been more than a month since Lan Yu approved the leave, but there is still no progress at all.

Yuan Qing felt scared when he saw his face getting darker every day when he returned to his home. He was afraid that Lan Yu would have no place to live and would destroy his mansion and make him homeless.

After thinking about it, I felt that he couldn't succeed, so I had no choice but to be dragged out by Hong Ran as a foil.

Lan Yu disappeared as soon as the three of them arrived at the water crossing city. After asking the local envoys under his command, they found out that Lan Yu was here to preside over a folk celebration after the autumn harvest.

The Autumn Festival is a grand event specially held by the people to celebrate the autumn harvest. Its purpose is to express gratitude to God and pray for good weather and prosperity next year.

There are very few such celebrations. The harvests in recent years have been unsatisfactory. The last autumn festival was ten years ago.

This time the ceremony mobilized the efforts of the whole country, and its scale was so grand that it connected from the capital of heaven to the underworld.

As the chief god of grain harvest, Lan Yu naturally had to be there on time, in order to avoid other things getting in and disrupting the order of the autumn festival and causing disturbances.

Yuan Qing was never interested in this, so he took Hong Ran around and bought a bunch of bits and pieces.

Seeing that Hong Ran was not in high spirits, he didn't bother to care. He was sentimental for more than a day or two, and he became even more depressed since he became the boss.

Yuan Qing also couldn't understand why this job fell to Hong Ran. He personally thought that Ma Zha's carefree temperament was obviously more qualified for this position.

After wandering around the street for a long time, Yuan Qing saw that Hong Ran was still dejected and felt bored, so he decided to go to Lan Yu's place to have a look. He casually asked: "Where are they holding this festival?"

Hongran was weak and replied: "It should be done in the palace of Immortal Lanyu, probably in Chuyuan Palace."

As the largest palace of the Valley God in the north and south, Chuyuan Palace is very famous. There is an endless stream of pilgrims who come here to worship every day, not to mention how big the pomp this time is.

There were lanterns and colorful lights everywhere, crowds of people were moving, strings and strings were playing in unison, and there were actors on the stage singing melodiously. They were singing a opera to invite the gods. The scene was full of excitement.

Lan Yu was sitting in the palanquin at this time, listening to the messengers reciting the words to pray for the gods outside. He could feel the faith of the kneeling people, who were grateful and satisfied.

He propped his head up and lowered his eyebrows. His chest seemed to be feeling faintly hot. Inexplicable compassion spread out, and his head hurt from the excitement.

There was a buzz of people in the sky above the venue, and a hint of unnoticeable Yin Qi passed through, but it quickly dissipated.

Lan Yu suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head with a sharp look, and shot up the curtain with a palm, and even though it dissipated quickly, Lan Yu still grasped where he was going - heading towards a barren mountain in the southeast corner. .

If an ordinary monster only borrowed Lan Yu here, he wouldn't bother with it, but the smell just now was unbearable, mixed with the unnoticeable smell of blood, and it was still fresh. It was obvious that it had killed someone and fled in a hurry.

This monster has not yet learned to restrain its aura, but it has already taken a human life. It must have been transformed not long ago. It is unwilling to devote itself to cultivation and wants to improve its cultivation by eating human flesh and blood. This is a taboo. If it is left unchecked, it will only endanger the living beings. It must be left alone. It must not.

It's a pity that it picked the wrong place. If it fell into the hands of other immortal officials, it might be able to save a life and start practicing again, but it disrupted the Grain God Ceremony today and had to die.

Lan Yu didn't want to waste time entangled with it, so when he saw it came to a deserted place, he pressed it straight into the forest. He squeezed the magic in his hand, and there was a faint thunder in the sky, and dark clouds rolled over the top, making a roaring sound.

The canthus of the monster's eyes was about to split, but he never expected that Lan Yu would not take the ordinary path and actually planned to directly use the sky thunder to strangle it until it was completely stunned and unable to enter the reincarnation!

The tiger demon couldn't struggle, and its roar was deafening: "You can't kill me like this! Killing a living being in vain will result in being deprived of cultivation and not being able to become an immortal forever!! You can't ignore the rules above!"

It saw that the thunder was actually mixed with the scarlet blood of killing. It was shocked but unwilling to accept it. It collapsed and murmured: "Why... as long as I die, why, you and I are the same kind, you have to ascend to heaven but you want me to be free." Die!"

The sky thunder was already approaching, Lan Yu sneered at the corner of his lips, his eyes were serious, and he said softly: "You are dead, who knows that I killed you in vain. There is no need to say anything to a dying person."

The wrist was suddenly pressed down, and the thunder crashed down with an overwhelming force. The vegetation and rocks were shaken and rolled down one after another. The sky was filled with dust, and half of the mountaintop was flattened in an instant.

Lan Yu was among them, his face was cold, but his clothes did not move at all. His black hair hung down in front of him, he lowered his eyes, and a drop of dirty blood spattered on the back of his hand.

Frowning, Lan Yu took out a brocade handkerchief from his waist and carefully wiped away the stains. The brocade handkerchief was snow-white, making his fingertips slender and as white as jade.

Tired of standing, Lan Yu casually found a bluestone and sat on it. The moment his palms touched the stone, he felt a sharp pain.

Lan Yu slowly raised his left hand and found that the skin on his palm was chapped and blood was flowing out. The wound was embedded in the gravel and caused pain.

Lan Yu couldn't bear the trouble, so he wrapped his palm with a brocade handkerchief. He didn't intend to take care of it. He just kept doing it. It was really of no use at all.

While he was closing his eyes to repose, a small piece of dusty stone tablet slowly rose up two inches at his feet. He seemed to be observing Lan Yu, and when he saw that he didn't notice, he shook up the dust on the side.

Lan Yu actually noticed it at first, but didn't know what it wanted to do.

Hearing the rustling sound at this moment, Lan Yu straightened up, supported his chin with one hand, frowned, and watched the stone tablet twisting left and right at his feet, finally revealing two small green bean-like eyes, looking down from the bottom. He peeked up at him, and saw that Lan Yu had discovered him without panic. A stone in the middle opened and closed, and spoke in a soft voice: "I have met the Immortal Lord. The Immortal Lord has traveled thousands of miles to come here. I am very honored. I hope Xianjun will have fun."

Have fun? ? ?

Lan Yu had a puzzled look on his face, and just as he was about to speak, the stone slab beneath him suddenly broke off and fell suddenly downwards.

Screaming in his heart that something was wrong, Lan Yu was about to cast a spell, but he was shocked to realize that the magic power around him had been locked. Don't let it out, he couldn't even stop the fall at the very least!

Seeing that Lan Yu had been sent in, the small stone tablet closed the stone tablet with satisfaction. It has been a long time since the gods came here. I can thank this little man for being able to come out for some air today.

It twisted around, returned to the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.

The wind blows and the vegetation moves, everything is quiet, as if nothing happened.