The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

The two walked through the crowd to the backyard, Bu Er waved his "Friendship Is Always" to drive away mosquitoes, his two drooping eyebrows dangled with the floating dust: "Come and ask me for a drink?"

Mo Wuyan succinctly said, "Take a knife."

"It hasn't been repaired." Buer scratched his face: "Your tile is very powerful. A three-foot-long knife makes you bend it by one and a half feet. It's not so easy to repair."

"Then I'll pick it up next time." Mo Wu slumped in his chair, "Your prime minister is back."

At this time, Fuji had already sat firmly on the chair and took out a small wine from his arms. He jumped up instantly when he heard this, his eyes were like cowbells: "Impossible!"

Mo Wu was noncommittal: "Are you going to see me?"

"Don't go!" Bu Er was like a rooster whose feathers had exploded, his eyes were full of horror, and he said after a moment of delay: "Don't let the Prime Minister know that I'm here."

"Afraid of him?" Mo Wu was curious: "I think he is easy to talk like that."

"It's easy to talk and be able to control the entire heaven and say one thing? Can you kill and decide to set things right in the chaos of the war between immortals and demons?! Can..." Buer was still in shock, but didn't go on, just staring, "That's the prime minister who is the head of all officials !"

Mo Wu looked at him.

"Forget it, forget it, you won't believe it." Bu Er waved his hand, "The Prime Minister's pursuit of rules is almost abnormal. It's okay for a god to go down to earth for a day or two, but it's against the rules after a long time."

Mo Wu recalled the appearance of the god on the top of Tianheng Mountain who refused to enter and waited for someone to collect the ghost, raised his eyebrows, but said: "It's not against the rules, it's fine if you can't benefit the world, and you still eat and eat every day Drinking, it's quite embarrassing for the gods."

Bu Er: "..."

Bu Er remained expressionless: "Is there anything else besides holding a knife?"

"Yes." Mo Wu sat up: "My heart hurts badly today, please show me."

Medicine and medicine come from the same source, but you can't use spells in the mortal world, but medical skills are still enough.

"When did it happen? How did it hurt?" Fu Er put his palm on Mo Wu's chest, "I still think you have no intentions."

Mo Wu thought about it, and said honestly: "When your prime minister broke the seal, how does it hurt? Hmm... probably the pain of dying, so uncomfortable that you can't breathe."

Buer let it go for a while, took his hand off, and rolled his eyes: "It's nothing serious."

Mo Wu was stunned, "Can you do it? Is it because mortals have lost their medical skills after being a mortal for a long time?"

Bu Er didn't bother to talk to him, Mo Wu was very skeptical, but didn't continue to ask, and said: "By the way, I haven't seen ten red ghosts in 300 years, and I have encountered two in the past two days. Why? What's going on?"

"That's the point." Buer sat down and poured wine while saying: "The group of Wuweiguan are also studying this matter, and that Xuyun little doll thinks something is wrong, so he ordered a few people, saying that they want to go together tomorrow Go and have a look." Fuji paused: "Are you going together?"

"No." Mo Wu lazily said, "What's my business? Is it because I can't sleep well or I can't sleep well?"

"It's fine if you don't go." Buer said: "I'm afraid this time it will be a lot of trouble, even I can't figure it out."

Although Buer cannot use magic power in the mortal world, he still has the ability to divination and fortune-telling, things that even he, a god, can't figure out...

Mo Wuyi raised his eyes, "What's going on?"

"It's nothing. Divination can only be counted as destiny. The Tianheng Mountain is surrounded by immortals. It involves an immortal, and it is the prime minister, the great immortal. Naturally, it cannot be calculated."

Mo Wuyi paused: "...in Tianheng Mountain?"

Fuji nodded, "What? Are you interested again?"

"No." Mo Wu slumped back to his chair, "It's just that I didn't expect that the place where the gods ascended can be haunted. It's a bit new."

"I've agreed that I'm not interested." Bu Er pointed at the table and got serious, "Before the broken knife is repaired, you only have a magpie bell that can be used, so be honest!"

Mo Wu rubbed his chin and gave a perfunctory "hmm".

When I went back at night, the sky was completely dark, and the sky was covered with stars, which was really beautiful.

A night with stars always makes people happy. Mo Wu opened the door and went in, and saw a slender figure standing in the courtyard, with a moon-white robe glowing with light, picturesque brows and eyes, quietly looking at him. The sky is full of stars, it is really the posture of heaven and man.

Just looking... a little lonely.

Such an idea popped up in Mo Wu's mind, and he felt a little funny.People are gods, don't gods just like to stay away from the secular world and do nothing?

Don't care about coming to the door, Youzai Youzai walked over, eyebrows and eyes curved: "Immortal Lord also likes to watch the stars?"

Xianjun moved his eyes from the sky, smiled lightly and said nothing, just this smile, delicate and handsome, with picturesque eyebrows, is enough to make people's hearts move.

Mo Wu sighed in his heart, such a gentle and good-looking person can scare Bu Er into such a virtue, I am afraid that the immortal book of Bu Er was not bought.

Mo Wu shook his head, walked towards the corner of the yard, and said, "Do you drink wine? It's a great pleasure to pair wine with stars."

"I do not drink."

"Don't drink? How much fun will be lost." Mo Wu clicked his tongue, turned around and came back with a pot of wine and two wine glasses, and smiled at Xianjun, "Try it for a face? I have been buried for decades. , I usually don’t want to take it out.”

Xianjun's eyes fell on the jug, "Fanxingzui? It's a good name."

"That's not true." Mo Wu followed suit and said, "Could it be that in the future when you meet someone you like and asks you for a drink, you have to shirk it? You have to learn."

Xianjun didn't speak.Just when Mo Wu thought it was over, Xian Jun looked up at the sky full of stars and said "OK".

Mo Wu paused, and then smiled happily.He found a ladder and climbed up to the roof with the jug and wine glass in hand. Seeing him go up, Xianjun waved his sleeves, tapped the ladder twice with his toes, and the white clothes also fell on the room.

Mo Wu poured a good wine, and lay down on the roof comfortably, with his arms pillowed behind his neck, pretending to say something, "It's most comfortable to lie on the roof and watch the stars, so that you can't see anything around you. It’s as if I’m also floating in the stars.” After a pause, he turned his head to Xianjun, and said, “Xianjun also likes to look at the stars, but it’s also because he likes the boundless and unlimited freedom?”

"No." The tone was neither urgent nor slow, and the voice was low and pleasant, but it was a pity that after two words, there seemed to be no intention to continue.

Mo Wu waited for a while, but Xian Jun still didn't speak.He was hesitating what to start again, when he saw Xianjun looked down from the sky, turned his head to look at himself, and said slowly: "Young Master asked me to drink, but you have something to say?"

"What kind of son am I? Just call me by my name." Mo Wu said with a smile, his eyes gleaming: "There is indeed something I want to discuss with you."

Xianjun looked at him quietly and listened attentively.

"That... I've always thought that selling high incense in Taoist temples is very profitable." Mo Wu smiled: "Look, you are a real god, much more beautiful than those mud embryos in their temples, let's do it here What kind of ancestral hall, you first show them your identity as a god, and then sit in the ancestral hall, read books and practice swords, and I will sell incense next to you, without increasing the price, just the same price as Wuweiguan, Definitely a hit!"

Mo Wuyi slapped his thigh: "We will split the money equally!"

Xianjun: "..."

"You are usually too busy to care about these small things. You don't know, the incense in your temple is very prosperous!" Mo Wuyue said more and more excitedly, "Especially yesterday's ceremony, the bunches of high incense burning, The concept of inaction is like a fairyland, think about how much it costs to exchange it for silver! But you see, you just came out of the seal yesterday, you can’t get these incenses, and the incenses of ordinary people are useless, but we build our own ancestral halls It’s different! Not to mention that their wishes can be directly heard by you, even the silver taels for buying fragrant flowers can be directly in your hands, and you can earn money on both sides..."

Xianjun held the wine glass in his hand, and after a while, he kindly reminded: "I have lost my mana, and now I am just a mortal."

"Don't care about these details!" Mo Wu's eyes lit up, "As the saying goes, icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow. The fairy has no mana for the time being, so come to send money to the fairy at this time, and offer incense when you and the fairy are in the heavenly court." It's different! Let me tell you about this..."

In the middle of speaking, the magpie bell around his waist rang like a reminder.Mo Wu stretched out his hand, and Bai Ze's bird call came from inside: "Hurry up, hurry up, a yellow page ghost popped out of the Li family in the north of the city!"

Mo Wu frowned in dissatisfaction. Just as he was about to say something, Xian Jun raised his hand and took a sip of the wine in his glass, "Let's get down to business first."

When he put down the wine glass, a drop of crystal clear wine was left on his lips. Under the starlight, there was a crystal light, making his slightly thin lips moist.

Strange... good looking.

Mo Wu coughed lightly and looked away.The magpie bell rang again like a reminder, Mo Wu sighed, stopped talking, picked up the magpie bell, and reluctantly said "OK".

After Mo Wu left, Xianjun raised his hand and wiped off the wine stains on his lips with his long, white fingers.He quietly looked at the sky full of stars for a while, then put his hands on the ridge of the roof, and said something softly. In a blink of an eye, a puff of smoke slowly rose from the ground in the center of the yard, and a chubby little old man emerged.

At this time, his magic power has been sealed, and he used spells to summon Xiaoxian. It stands to reason that people should not know him, but the little old man had met the prime minister at some point, and when he looked up and saw the person, he was instantly distorted, holding on to him. The crutch bowed down tremblingly, and he stuttered: "Prime Minister, Prime Minister!"

Xianjun didn't care, shook the wine glass in his hand, looked at the stars reflected in the wine, and said in a calm voice, "300 years ago, he was reborn near Tianheng Mountain?"

The little old man was stunned for a moment when he asked this question, wondering: "My lord, who are you talking about?"

Xianjun raised his eyes, his expression was light: "Who am I talking about, you really don't know?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the little old man's head.Anyone can ask this matter, but it happens to be the prime minister...

Within the Three Realms, who doesn't know that those two people have been in conflict for hundreds of years, and they almost tore down the heavens?

The little old man wiped the sweat from his brow, he had accepted the love of that person back then, and now he couldn't tell the truth no matter what, so he stammered: "Damn, seriously, no, I don't know."

"I don't know, then I'll tell you." Xianjun shook the wine glass in his hand, rather than talking to the little old man, it was more like talking to himself.He said slowly: "300 years ago in the battle between immortals and demons, he destroyed his soul and fought against the demon king, restored the peace of the immortal world, and cut off the long road to immortality. Everyone said that his body and spirit were all destroyed, and he died cleanly. But he had already resisted the catastrophe at that time, and his immortality is no different from that of a god, but if there are still fragments of the primordial spirit, there is still hope of surviving."

The more the fairy said, the cold sweat on the little old man's forehead became more and more, as if his throat was being pinched, he said dryly: "Yes, yes, what the lord said is, but the God of War, Changbai Immortal?"

"Back then, his biggest fragment of Yuanshen fell near Tianheng Mountain."

Xianjun put down his wine glass, and said in a cool voice, "I'll ask you again, has he entered reincarnation?"