Three Realms, Two Lives, One Separation

Looking up, the building outside the building is in this blossoming Lin'an Street, with railings and curtains, Wuliang painted buildings, and bluestone roads, which is rare and elegant.

The building outside the building is a restaurant, and bells that move with the wind are hung on the corners of the eaves and paintings everywhere. When the wind blows and the rain hits, it is crisp and melodious.

"A taste of a plate for thousands of years, waiting for guests from ancient times, outside the building"

Hunbuli stood outside the restaurant and read aloud.

The waiter at the door looked at the young man who stepped in, approached and said: "Guest officer, please come in, it's not a small brag, our building outside the building is the number one restaurant in Kelin'an, whether it's climbing high and looking at it, or having a drink." Good wine, no problem”

Without leaving his soul, he went up to the top floor and found a secluded place.

He told stories all the way, walked all the way, and finally came to the foot of the emperor, Lin'an City.

Hun Buli said: "I want a jug of the best wine you have here, and I want two dishes to go with the wine"

Hunbuli held the wine glass, sipped the wine bit by bit, looked at the two exquisite appetizers in front of him, swallowed his saliva, he could only look at other people's food, but could not eat it, because the food in the world has no spirit, and his body has no energy. It's a fairy grass, you'll spit it out if you eat it.

Hunbuli said softly: "Muzu, I may not be with you for 300 years, I will seal the demon pill and fall into a deep sleep"

Mu Zu knew this matter, and he couldn't change it: "Don't worry, I will use my soul power to protect your demon core, and I will never let you dissipate."

"Mu Zu, don't let me change back to my original body, you have to take over my body, continue to walk in the world, and complete the things we haven't finished."

After coming to the human world, Hun Buli did too many things that Mu Zu couldn't understand, none of them were as simple as they seemed on the surface: "Buli, can you tell me what you want to do?"

The soul stays on the railing of the building outside the building, and the wine enters the throat. After the spicy, it is smooth and dripping.

Hun Buli did not answer directly, but said: "Muzu, I don't like the world of cultivating immortals. Even if there are immortal wine everywhere and full of spiritual energy, I will not be happy."

This wine is good wine, Hun Bu Li feels a little drunk, a trace of red spreads on his cheeks, his hair flutters in the wind on the tall buildings, he leans on one arm and looks down the restaurant.

The bustle and bustle below, the sound of buying snacks, coming and going, heavy traffic, and the spring breeze blowing, you can hear the sound of drinkers drinking and chatting, writing and writing, and fighting poetry and wine in the restaurant.

Stretch out your hand with the soul inseparable, as if the spring breeze is blowing your fingers, everything is within reach.

"In Leiwu City, it was the first time I went to a restaurant. When I went, I was helpless, and when I left, I was in a mess. When I walked in Xiuxian City, I was low-key, low-key, no matter how low-key, I can't forget it now, little girl I don’t even have the courage to taste the way Firefox eats weeds. In order to survive, it not only eats, but also secretly eats.”

In Muzu's impression, Hunbuli is open-minded and optimistic, able to bend and stretch, not afraid of the world, and dare to act bravely. No matter what he encounters, he will never be as depressed, lonely and sad as he is now.

"There is no demon world within the four domains, and Penglai Xiandao never shows up. In the vast four domains, I have no retreat. Once I am targeted and pursued, there is no way to escape. I have no reliance. Even There is no sense of security at all, no matter how magnificent and magnificent it is, there is no place that I can walk through calmly."

Hunbuli raised his head lazily, watching with obsession that the dusk was about to fall, and the wine shop was full.

"I just thought, there is a place that belongs to our demons, which can be prosperous like this, can welcome visitors from all over the world, can protect the little demon's cultivation, will no longer be anxious, can laugh freely and freely, fight wantonly, even if it is It's better for two monsters to fight in the street with their eyes at each other at odds, than to be silent in a pool of stagnant water."

Hunbuli stood up, he was a little sober from the wine, a thin layer of sweat broke out from his body, the sky in the distance was as bright as a bright glow, shining bright red, as if it was almost dusk.

Even the buildings outside this building became more and more lively.

After paying the silver, Hunbuli walked in the night of Lin'an City.

Muzu found that he still didn't really understand his little demon. He didn't know when it started. With such an ambition, he also learned to work hard to realize it step by step.

"Do you want to rebuild a demon city?"

Mu Zu's voice seemed to come from the wind.

With a smile on his face, he walked leisurely in this deep alley, and sighed, "I don't know, I just want a home, a place where I can feel at ease when I think about it."

Mu Zu said, "It wasn't that there were no demon cities thousands of years ago."

"It's Penglai, right?"

I can't leave my soul, remembering that I have traveled to every corner of Penglai these years, and there are still some ruins, telling the glory of the past.

"Above the Northern Territory, there is also the wilderness, which used to be a place where monsters gathered," Mu Zu said calmly.

Hunbuli walked past a big family's house, and there was a red lantern with paper paste and paintings hanging on the door. The red lantern shone on Hunbuli's pale face at the moment.

Hunbuli closed his eyes, and said with difficulty: "Penglai formed an alliance with the fairy world, exchanged Anwen, and abandoned the monsters who stayed in the northern region, and watched the monsters in the northern region being sealed because they rebelled with you. right?"

Mu Zu didn't answer, and Hunbuli didn't continue to ask.

Hunbuli pushed away the rented hut, closed the door, the neighbors on the left and right were all mortals, and now he could hear the sound of reading aloud coming from the next door.

Hun Bu Li lit a candle, turned to Mu Zu and said, "Mu Zu, I have told the story for three months, and now I have learned how to be a good storyteller."

Mu Zu's figure, like a shadow, was reflected in the moonlight through the window paper.

Muzu looked at the soul, he said: "You don't need to do so much for me"

Hun Buli waved his little hand, and corrected, "It's us!"

In the quiet night when the wax flowers were dripping, Shenhuncao sat in front of the desk, looking at the book in his hand.

When encountering something that I don't understand, I will look back at Muzu and point to the book.

Every time I look back, I can see Mu Zu looking at me, his eyes are deep and bright, like the moonlight in the dark night, dotted with stars, the radiance inside can break through the darkness and guide the way forward.

The soul could not leave and fell asleep under the affectionate gaze of Mu Zu. The person lying on the desk cast a faint shadow under the candlelight, with saliva at the corner of his mouth, left on the scroll.

Mu Zu turned into a puff of black smoke and floated out from the crack of the door. He sat on the small tea table in the small courtyard, picked up a ball of mud in his hand, and kneaded it in his hand.

In the early morning, Hunbuli opened his eyes on the desk, and he picked up a clay figurine that was placed on the table in surprise. He didn't expect that the little clay figurine turned out to be his own, and his expression was still drooling on the table.

Shenhuncao looked at the clay figurine, looked back at Mu Zu, pointed at Mu Zu, and pointed at the clay figurine.

Mu Zu nodded dotingly.

Hun Buli held back a smile, and placed the clay figurine on the table.