Dijun, you went to the wrong volute

Hearing this, Han Zhou's footsteps suddenly stopped, and before he could turn around, his shoulders were bound by a pair of claw-like hands.

There were people coming and going in Mingshantang, he was dressed in blue robes, and his forehead was gold-plated. From time to time, devout men and women would come forward and join hands to greet him. When they saw him being caught, they would cast curious eyes on him.

Han Zhou was thin-skinned, frowned slightly, and led the people behind him back into the Mingshan Hall. As soon as he entered the room, the people behind couldn't wait to press him against the wall and put their arms around his waist.

"Are you still angry?" Qingying said with a smile.

Han Zhou lowered his eyelids, holding a string of jet-black sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand. He gathered the beads tightly in his cuffs, "Can the Immortal let go of the poor monk?"

"Don't let it go." When it comes to shamelessness, no one can compare to Chong Mingniao.

Han Zhou was silent for a moment, and moved the beads one by one, resting on the palm of his hand, it was slightly cold, and it was not warm at all, "Is Fairy Lu Yu okay?"

Qingying frowned, and the smile on her face faded a bit, "Ask her what she is doing."

"The ghost world is bitter and filthy, and the poor monk is thinking about begging for a cup of wedding wine to drive away the cold, so naturally he wants to greet him." Han Zhou said in a low voice without looking at him.

Qingying was very angry at his words, "I explained that the marriage was given to me by the Emperor of Heaven, and I never thought of agreeing to it. Why are you still angry and refuse to forgive me?"

Han Zhou's pool-like eyes fluctuated slightly, "You didn't refuse."

"I refused." Qing Ying said eagerly, "But at that time, the Emperor of Heaven offered me a marriage with her in front of everyone. Lu Yu is a fairy, if I refused on the spot, how will she behave in the heaven in the future?"

Han Zhou heard that he was still thinking of people until now, and his heart became even colder. Even standing in the human world, it seemed that the coldness of the ghost world had penetrated into his bones and blood, and he couldn't taste any warmth.

Qingying looks frivolous, but he is extremely reliable and prudent. The person who can control the origin of the four realms is unlikely to be a reckless boy. What he did is absolutely right, but when Hanzhou thinks of that day, it is in front of his eyes. He felt a little out of breath when he married Xian'e.

Han Zhou said softly, "What Shangxian said is right."

Seeing his appearance, Qing Ying became anxious, "But you still refuse to forgive me."

"The poor monk has thought about it these days." Han Zhou said, "The poor monk is a monk, and he has violated the precepts by getting involved with the gods. Isn't this timing just a warning to the poor monk? My Buddha is merciful, let me see There shouldn’t be any more entanglements between the poor monk and the immortal, and he hopes that the immortal will forget the past, and since he is a perfect couple, the poor monk wishes the blue lanterns to shine brightly to bless the immortal.”

When he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, the gilt on his forehead would glow with a faint luster. Sometimes Qingying felt that when Han Zhou was smiling happily, the entire ghost world would be brightly reflected by the gold on his forehead, which always made him angry. He really wanted to kiss his forehead, but now Qingying's chest was on fire, and he wished he could tear this monk apart and eat him immediately.

"Are you repenting now?" he asked in a low voice.

Han Zhou didn't dare to look up at him, put his palms together, and said, "The poor monk is guilty."

As soon as the words fell, the fire burning in Qingying's chest instantly dyed his eyes red, he grabbed Hanzhou suddenly, pressed him against the wall, and put him between himself and the wall with his body, there was nowhere to escape , "If you want to be a Buddha, fine, I won't let you be!"

After finishing speaking, with a hiss, he used his hands as claws and tore off the robe on Ghost Buddha's chest, revealing a section of snow-white skin that had never seen the light of day.

Qingying suddenly felt dry mouth, leaned over and bit his lips, and fumbled along the torn robe with his hands, his heart fluttered, before he had time to taste the taste of this Buddha, his chest was covered. He slapped it with his palm, and he let out a muffled grunt, a streak of blood dripping from the corner of his lips.

"I, you don't mess around." Hanzhou panicked and grabbed the torn neckline, panting against the wall.

Qingying's chest hurt from being patted, and his eyes were fixed on him like an eagle. He wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips little by little, feeling unbearably distressed.

Han Zhou wanted to help him, but he was afraid that he would become a beast. He struggled for a moment, put his robe back to the original, stopped looking at the man on the ground, and walked towards the door as if fleeing.

"Cold boat."

Qingying called to stop him from behind, her voice hoarse.

"You said you wanted to become a Buddha, but back then you were willing to return to vulgarity for Yun Gap. You said so much, but you just wanted to say that you didn't love me."

Qingying's always bright eyes were dimmed, Qing Ying took a deep breath, her heart had never been so hurt, her painful eyes were sore, she sat on the ground in a daze, as if her strength was sucked away for a moment.

Han Zhou turned his back stiffly to him, clenched the prayer beads in his hand, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked out of the room.

Outside the high-walled compound, there was a lot of noise and prosperity.

For the first time, Han Zhou felt so lonely in the human world, even stranger than the gloomy ghost world. He forced himself to walk out of the courtyard with the inexplicable pain in his heart. blocked.

Fang Chihan, the chief guard of the heavenly soldiers from the heavenly realm, appeared in the backyard of Mingshan Hall with seven or eight silver-armored heavenly soldiers. The silver armor on his body made the yard reflect a silver light, which hurt people's eyes.

"Below Chihan was ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to come to help Ghost Buddha and Master Yun to capture the sinner, Emperor Cang."

Speaking of which, the chief guard was no stranger to them. When King Gala rebelled, the Heavenly Emperor reservedly sent [-] soldiers to Qingxihai to fight against the ghost king, and it was this man who led the heavenly soldiers and generals.

Fang Chihan, "Where do the ghosts and Buddhas want to go?"

Qingying had packed up her emotions and walked out.

Han Zhou didn't look back, "Ghost World."

Fang Chi said coldly, "It is imminent to capture Emperor Cang, the ghosts and Buddhas should not act in private first, it is better to wait for you and Master Yun to discuss a solution, and then act before it is too late."

Han Zhou didn't speak, his eyes were lowered and his lips were tightly pressed. Qingying behind him suddenly said, "Since it's imminent, don't waste time. The demon god is in Mingshan Hall right now." He left without staying for a moment.

Fang Chihan raised his hand respectfully, "Ghost Buddha please."

Right now he can't go anymore no matter how much he wants to go, Han Zhou holds the Buddhist bead, his nails embedded in the palm of his hand. Han nodded slightly and led the way.

Yun Chi drank alcohol and was completely drunk. When Fang Chihan arrived, he was still sound asleep. Mu Dan had no choice but to let people stay in the room to rest, and went to see Fang Chihan himself.

After Mu Dan left, the third floor of Ming Shan Tang fell silent again. Yun Tun opened the door and looked outside, and crossed to the other end of the corridor lightly. After a moment of hesitation, Mao stooped into a bedroom.

The room was simple and clean. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the crumpled quilt on the bed behind the bead curtain. He touched it, squatted on the side of the bed and pulled it twice, and when his fingers touched something warm, his eyes lit up. , squeezed that thing out carefully.

The drunk Master Yun hid in his shell and fell asleep, no matter how shaken he would not come out.

The wonton turned into a snail, dangling its small shell and crawling crookedly through the water mark to the side of the volute that was a circle larger than him, and first knocked the shell of the cloud gap with its tentacles.

It's like saying hello at the door.

He knocked a few times, but there was no response. After thinking for a while, he retracted and took out the shrunken purple ganoderma lucidum Cang Qi gave him from the shell, shaking his head and planning to curry favor with his father.

Probe the tentacles to the edge of the cloud gap shell, remembering that his father hates his habit of hiding snacks in the shell, so he had to throw the Ganoderma lucidum out of the pillow first, protruded two tentacles, and groaned into the volute of the cloud gap inside.

The strong smell of wine in the shell made the tentacles of the wontons stunned, and his shell couldn't get in. Fortunately, he and his father were both thin, so squeeze the meat and squeeze it into the same shell.

Wonton is planning to be like when I was a child, I didn’t want to sleep alone, and I always liked to squeeze a shell with my dad. When the tentacles flickered, I was attracted by the faint scent of the strong wine in the shell.

He pulled away the snail meat in the cloud gap, and looked along the wall of the snail, and saw a pink-white flower thrown in the shell, which had been half-gnawed, leaving a broken petal in front of his eyes.

Yun Tun's mind was dazed, and he subconsciously wanted to hide the half-drawn flower, fearing that his father would see and reprimand him, the moment his little mouth touched the flower, he remembered that he had slipped into his father's shell.

He flicked his tentacles, and for some reason suddenly remembered a sentence that his father said when he quarreled with him back then - if you can find a strand of hair from my shell, I will ask you to call me daddy~~

Yun Tun's hair-thin tentacles froze, and he realized that he had accidentally crashed into something. He thought to himself that something was wrong, and was about to sneak out when he saw his father's shrinking tentacles protruding out of the shell. The small black eyes silently stared at the foreign object in the shell, without saying a word, sinister, a little oozing.

"Cough~, Dad~, you~wake up~, I didn't see anything~", Yun Tun smiled dryly, and stepped back with shaking tentacles, "I really didn't see anything~, Daddy, are you hungry~, I have Ganoderma lucidum~, you—”

Until he was taken out of the door, Yun Tun persisted in sticking to the crack of the door, crying and crying. He came to make an apology, but he accidentally broke his father's unspeakable hobby, and he couldn't keep his father's face, so Yun Chi became angry and cold. With a straight face, he stuck the wonton to the door rail, stretched out his foot and kicked Lingzhi down the stairs without any politeness, then turned around and closed the door tightly to get sulking.

Yuntun felt that he was really a backer, and secretly thought that his father also liked to hide things in the shell, and even scolded him... But now is not the time to reveal the bottom of the snail, Yuntun thought melancholy, it's over, it will be even more difficult for Daddy to coax him .

When he was silent, Mu Ran came up with the sober medicine. He heard that he was here to deliver the medicine to his father. Yuntun wanted to take a bowl and drink it himself, but he endured it, held back, and urged Mu Ran I went to deliver medicine.

Muran stayed in the room for a while, watching his father take the hangover medicine and put on his clothes before going to sleep, then he came out with peace of mind, just as he closed the door, his forehead felt cold, Yuntun Snail jumped out from nowhere , just landed on his head, and his stomach and feet stuck to it, refusing to leave.

In this way, Mu Ran was threatened by the snail and went back to her room. As soon as she entered the room, Yuntun appeared in a phantom, softly pressing the tall and thin Mu Ran on the table, and forced her to ask, "That day when you were in the room, you only saw myself?"

He finally asked what he wanted to ask, and the sourness left by Cang Qi flooded up in his heart again, Mu Dan didn't speak, with an attitude that he could die if he wanted to, but if he didn't, he couldn't.

When Yuntun saw him, he knew that Muran had a ghost in his heart, and used his embroidered legs to fight with Muran in the house. Muran took off seven points of his strength to feed him, and at the same time begged his father to come and save him , My mind wandered outside Taixu, my mind was full of thoughts, I didn't think about it for a while, I was attacked by Yuntun, and sealed the trick with a silver needle.

Yun Tun clapped his hands, because he is not good at kung fu, it doesn't mean he can't do other tricks, "Should I say~?"

Muran still wanted to imitate ducks, his mouth was stiff, his eyes narrowed, he looked at the skirt of Yuntun's clothes that had been rubbed open because of the fight, and sighed deeply, his expression was full of depression that hated his brother for not being able to attack.

He winked at Yun Tun.

Yun Tun looked down, and saw a hickey that had faintly faded, but the color could still be seen appearing on his body. Although he didn't know when it was printed, he was still hot-headed, and hurriedly wiped the hickey away. Cover up, "Don't tell Daddy~!"

Mu Ran moved her eyes to express her agreement, Yun Tun tidied up her clothes, and sat on the other side of the room covering the hickey that felt inexplicably hot.

"You like him that much?" Mu Ran asked.

Yun Tun paused and nodded seriously.

Mu Ran propped her cheek and knocked on the table, hesitated for a moment, glanced outside the closed door, and then said in a low voice, "Actually, he sent you to Dad with his own hands."

Yuntun's heart was pounding, and the peddler outside the closed door and window yelled "I sell candied haws", and he felt his eyes a little hot.

"But I really don't know where Teacher Cang went. Father sent you back to the bedroom, and Dad said a few words to him, and Teacher Cang left."

Thinking that his father didn't use the sword as soon as he met, Yun Tun's heart was not sore, but his mind was beating in full swing, thinking wildly, what did his father say to him, where did Cang Qi go when he left, Will he come back...

"What did they say?" Yun Tun asked hoarsely.

Mu Ran shook her head, "I didn't hear it, I could only vaguely hear a few words outside the door."

"What is it?" Yun Tun asked nervously.

Mu Ran raised her eyebrows, looked his brother up and down teasingly, and said, "Promise me first, and I will tell you if you won't make Daddy sad anymore."

Yuntun's nose was sore, he rubbed it hard, "I'm sorry for daddy and father, it's my fault."

Like his father and father, Mu Ran grew up doting on the little snail, and he didn't want to see him suffer a little bit of grievance, so he said quickly, "Okay, it's good that you know Dad's good intentions."

He leaned over and said with a smile, "I just heard two words."

"What~what~?"

Mu Ran touched Yun Tun's red eyes, "Dowry."

In another room of Ming Shan Tang, the atmosphere was a little stiff.

Mu Dan looked at the silent Hanzhou and the unusually quiet Qingying, drank the tea in his cup, put down the teacup indifferently, and said, "General Fang knows that the Emperor of Heaven's edict to arrest the gods will cause trouble for the Three Realms." Did it have any impact?"

Fang Chihan moved his throat.

Mu Danfeng is handsome, dignified and majestic, and his chiseled facial features are indescribably sharp when he is not smiling, "General Fang, if you don't know, you can go and see for yourself, but now I have a question, I have to Only after you have figured it out can you be willing to saddle up."

"It's okay for the demon god to say."

The door of the room was pushed open, and Yun Chi felt better after a night of sleep. Mu Dan reached out to catch him and hugged him, smiled, and said, "If there is a demon in the demon world who uses this edict to arrest the gods and captures Emperor Cang , What is the Heavenly Emperor planning to seal?"

Fang Chihan didn't speak.

Mu Dan rubbed Yun Chi's forehead, his fingers were gentle, but his tone was calm and without a trace of ripple, "Does the Heavenly Emperor intend to let him receive the fate, attain Taoism and cultivate immortality, enjoy all the glory and wealth and stay in the heavenly realm, or is he the king of all demons?" , sit on an equal footing with this god?"