final stage

Gu Ruojin was almost laughed out of anger, she stared at Si Wudu's confident and handsome face, and she was angry from her heart: "His Royal Highness Pluto has forgotten the order of the Emperor of Heaven? What a good opportunity last night, you actually..."

Gu Ruojin couldn't continue talking about what happened next, and stood there angrily.

Si Wudu was a little impatient, and he said in a cold tone: "I advise God Ruojin not to always threaten this king with the Emperor of Heaven. This king has not fully started to act, and this king has a chance to kill him. Why bother?" Are you here to worry about everything?"

After finishing speaking, he strode away, leaving Gu Ruojin standing there in a daze after being scolded.

"Hmph, God is too lazy to argue with you if you're so ignorant." Gu Ruojin curled her lips and returned to her room alone.

Si Wudu doesn't like the well-behaved atmosphere in this house, and the scenery is mostly ordinary flowers and plants, which is really boring.

And because of Yi Mo's involvement in witchcraft, he felt depressed, and then he thought that this world hadn't been well visited, so Si Wudu walked out of Gu's mansion and came to a street in Yehangdu.

The streets in the world are always bustling with people, even in this special period, the people of Yehang City can live a colorful life.

"Guest officer, take a look at this bun. The skin is thin and the stuffing is big. It's just steamed and it's hot..." There was a small stall on the side of the road. He smiled contentedly because he earned a few extra copper coins.

Si Wudu had never eaten steamed buns, but seeing how many people bought them, he went to buy six steamed stuffed buns too, but because he was not good at using human coins, he threw down a silver coin and turned away.

The boss at the place was very happy, and thanked him repeatedly.

Si Wudu held the steaming steamed bun in his hand, his heart seemed to be warmed, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head lightly as if laughing at his mortal heart.

Picking up his pace, Si Wudu walked slowly, watching, amidst the high-pitched bargaining, he looked like a different kind, but also like a fairy who came out of the world.

He came to a tea house, and there were bursts of clapping and applause.Si Wudu was a little curious about the storyteller's story, so he walked in.He found a corner, sat down and ordered a few small dishes and a pot of sake, feeling very comfortable.

"Speaking of which, the Master of Bamboo Fate is truly unparalleled in the world. With a copper coin sword and his own cultivation skills, he can kill ghosts big and small in the imperial capital. Even the arrogant Sheqing ghost was forced away by the master from the imperial capital. It can be said to be very satisfying..." Today the storyteller is Tang Laoer, with a folding fan in his hand, talking about all the world's affairs.

But Si Wudu, who knew about this, picked up a glass of sake and sipped it, and smiled helplessly.

Just as he was talking about how the Lord Zhuyuan would eradicate the evil spirits, a voice shouted from below: "Didn't I hear that there is a little Taoist priest beside the Lord?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a burst of laughter, of course Si Wudu knew that the little Taoist he was talking about was himself.But why laugh?

"This little Taoist can be inseparable from the main shadow. It is said that sleeping is in a house ... Hahahahahahahahaha" "

There was another burst of laughter, and Lao Er Tang couldn't save himself from the situation, so he could only giggle along with him.

What happened now, Si Wudu finally knew.His face turned dark, and he didn't know why, but he still felt something was wrong, as if he agreed with what they said.

Thinking of this, Si Wudu choked on a sip of wine and coughed a few times. Although no one paid attention to him, he still cared about the first time he lost his composure, so he hurriedly dropped a silver coin and walked out of the teahouse.

The laughter in the teahouse continued. From time to time, some people threw out a few words, and the more they said, the more presumptuous they were, and the laughter became even bigger.

Si Wudu deeply felt that he had lost his composure, and couldn't stop thinking about it on the way back to the mansion, but the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became.

As soon as he entered the mansion, Si Wudu bumped into Yi Moran head-on, he said somewhat unnaturally: "That... Mo Ran, don't you want to rest for a while?"

Yi Moran looked at Si Wudu, who suddenly became embarrassed, a little puzzled, but still didn't say anything, just said: "It's almost noon. How can I sleep again?"

Only then did Si Wudu realize that it was almost noon, and he actually stayed in that teahouse all morning.

"Mo Ran, you haven't eaten yet, come here, the buns I brought you." Si Wudu remembered the buns in his hand, but they were already completely cold.

He was a little embarrassed, and wanted to take back the bun in his hand, but Yi Moran took it: "It happens that I didn't eat, thank you Wudu."

Si Wudu was a little worried: "It's cold, are you okay?"

Yi Moran took a bite first, with a satisfied smile: "Wudu, this is the best bun I've ever eaten."

"Steamed bun, what does it taste like?" Si Wudu weighed it over and over again, but still said it out, he planned not to tell each other except his own identity and the identity close to Yi Moran, and treat others with sincerity.

Yi Moran was stunned, then smiled again, took a steamed stuffed bun, and stuffed it into his mouth: "You, did you practice Taoism on the mountain since you were young, and you haven't eaten many of them?"

Si Wudu couldn't reveal his identity, so he nodded.The bun was stuffed into his mouth by Yi Moran, and a taste spread, salty...

Yi Moran watched him taste the steamed stuffed bun carefully, feeling bitter in his heart.

But he didn't show anything, he just pulled Si Wudu: "Go, it's windy at the door. Do you still want the buns to be cooler?"

Si Wudu shook his head, followed Yi Moran into Gu's residence.

Yi Moran walked in front, turning her head to look at him from time to time, thinking: "Today's Wudu is really well-behaved."

Yi Moran led Si Wudu into her room, Si Wudu looked at the neatly made bed, for some reason, remembered what she heard in the teahouse...

Si Wudu's face, which had not changed even before the Taishan collapse, turned slightly red.

Yi Moran was a little baffled, but he was also happy to see this Si Wudu who was completely different from usual, he was even curious about what Si Wudu met on the street.

Seeing Yi Moran's gaze, Si Wudu hastily adjusted his expression this time, as if a child who did something wrong was caught.

Yi Moran almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and Si Wudu also laughed, the two were relatively speechless, but not embarrassed at all.

After all, they will have lunch later, and neither of them ate much.But Yi Moran wrapped up the rest well and put it on the table: "No matter what, I will finish eating with Wudu today."

Si Wudu looked at him with a smile in his eyes, looking at this childish Yi Moran who had to bear the burden of the world.

"If I have the ability, I will protect you well." Si Wudu said softly.

Yi Moran heard it clearly, but he pretended not to hear it, but secretly replied to him in his heart: "If it were you, I would die with no regrets. Don't... let me down."