Forgetfulness

Xue Yang changed his name to Xue Chen.

No one knew when he came, and the common people only knew that this man had saved the life of the Supreme Emperor.

Xue Yang traveled around mountains and rivers, so he was very happy and at ease.

Some people say that he has lived for hundreds of years and is a living god.

When Xue Yang heard the rumors, he didn't care, he didn't give up what he should eat or drink.

After a few more years, the people around him changed one after another, and the person on the throne also changed one after another.

He felt that the day was boring again.

Coincidentally, the enemy invaded the Central Plains at that time.

Xue Yang felt that he hadn't started killing for a long time.

So, I took the initiative to ask Ying to take over this hot potato.

Then, during the First World War in the Central Plains, "Xue Chen" became the nightmare of countless people.

Its influence is no less than that of the "Yiling Patriarch" of the Lan family in Gusu.

This made the people on the throne stare at each other.

This also seems to be a useful pawn.

Xue Yang snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and continued to swim his own mountains and play with his own water.

He doesn't have Yinhu Talisman on him now, if he has one.

Hmph, that's just calling the corpse away, saving time and effort.

Xue Yang often went back to the small wooden house where he had stayed for over a hundred years by himself in the dead of night.

There seemed to be signs of someone living in the wooden house.

The originally dilapidated wooden house has more cooking stoves and wooden beds.

The contents of the censer had been replaced with incense, but the ball of light that ignored him was gone.

Although the wooden house is simpler, it is still a good place to shelter from the wind and rain.

The Taoist was dressed in white, the moonlight was clear and bright, and it shone softly on him, showing a slight breeze of the moonlight.

Counting the time to go home in my heart, I hurried back.

There was still some time before the destination, so the Taoist pressed his steps and took a detour back under the bright moonlight.

Tonight's moonlight is just bright enough, there are no stars around the moon, the moonlight like silver frost falls, and shines on the face of the young-looking man.

When the Taoist came back, the man was about to leave.

Seeing his leaving figure, the Taoist sighed and went back to the wooden house.

Looking at those things quietly placed on the table, he didn't know whether to hate or accept this person who was full of lies.

[Okay, it may collapse next, please leave as soon as you can. 】

In spring, the palace walls are full of flowers.

The maids passing by the corridor were chattering, sounding like they were chewing the tongue of some favored concubine or empress.

A woman said, "Your Majesty has been staying with Zhaoyi for the past few days. My master has been worried recently. The newcomer dares to compete with my mother."

Another woman said, "You, who has His Majesty favored since he became the throne? You may forget about her someday. You can rest assured that you can just do things well, chew these tongues, and you won't be afraid of the thunder from the sky. "

The two were joking and making noise, but they also kept some virtues in their mouths, and it would be fine after talking.

Empress Zhaoyi in the Wanyin Hall couldn't help but sneezed a few times.

The maid hurriedly asked if there was anything wrong.

"It's all right, let's go down first."

She waved the servant girl back and hurriedly let the people inside come out.

"I'm really sorry this time, King Dunan." She smiled, as if she didn't pay attention to him at all.

King Dunan is a young guy, and he looks a little handsome.

Just now with a sullen face, as if someone owed him money.

"Where do you want me to go again today?" King Dunan said with a cold face as if he was in a bad mood when he met her.

"I said, you are really business-like, and you don't care about fragrance and jade."

"Death is far away." Humanity said without pity.

"Pfft, you have a bad temper." She said directly without showing any shame. "Don't forget, His Majesty asked you to escort me to "Bai Xue Guan"."

Speaking of this, King Dunan's face changed from owed money to dead.

That expression is really ugly.

"What are you doing in Guanli?" King Dunan didn't talk to her too much, so as not to be pissed off.

"..." She smiled, "Secret."

It stands to reason that this "Zhaoyi" should be the most favored, and he can leave the palace even by telling where he is going.

King Dunan felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

Inside, a group of people stared out the window in a daze, and there were some exquisite pastries on the table next to them.

But he doesn't like it himself.

Outside the door, a little boy came to report, "Taoist, please see a female benefactor in front of you."

The Taoist returned to his senses, subconsciously pinched his fingers slightly, and then frowned.

"Please go to the lobby, I'll be there in a moment," he replied.

The Taoist sighed, why did the people in the palace come here?

After putting away the things on the table, he reached out to the window.

Seeming to have thought of something, the Taoist withdrew his hand extended to the window.

Before leaving, he glanced at the empty room with a slightly complicated gaze.

After the Taoist left, a man poked his head out of the window, looking around to check the limelight.

Seeing that there was no one around, the man climbed up to the window, opened the window with ease, and took a pastry along with him to eat slowly.

The man gnawed with relish, and stopped from time to time to look at the things in the room, and touched around with his hands, as if he was the owner of the room.

After the man finished biting carelessly, seeing that no one came, he leaned on the Taoist's bed.

☆、┐(?-｀)┌I don’t know what I’m writing at all

"What's the matter with the benefactor coming?" The Taoist sat on the upper seat and said softly.

He really didn't understand why the people in the palace came to his small Taoist temple.

The woman said with a smile, "It's just that I heard that there is a Daoist Xiao who is called 'Mingyue Qingfeng Xiaoxingchen' here. What's the matter, Daoist, can't you?"

The woman's tone is frivolous, but not frivolous.

This tone made the Taoist frowned slightly.

It's such a familiar tone.

"It's not impossible..." The Taoist looked at the people standing aside, "It's just why the benefactor came out of the palace to find me, a little Taoist?"

The woman covered her face with a chuckle, and said, "Li Xian, you go down first, I'll have a good talk with the Taoist priest."

The eyeballs of King Dunan who was nicknamed almost popped out.

How did this man know his nickname?

The woman glared at him angrily, "Quickly back down."

Thinking of his instructions, King Dunan said helplessly, "Here."

Li Xian gritted his teeth and left, but the woman didn't say anything.

After Li Xian left, he took the initiative to close the door.

The Taoist sighed, "I'm just a person from the world. If you ask for help, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."

He really couldn't help what the people in the court asked for help.

"Master Daoist, then I just want to ask a question, that's all right." The woman smiled, as if she didn't know that someone was chasing her away.

"This... alright." The Taoist was helpless, he was just asking a question, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

The woman coughed lightly, and then said, "I have a friend who is from the rivers and lakes and likes to travel around. One day, I met a person by chance. Rather than having a grudge, the friend didn't know him, but he had a good personal relationship with him. After knowing it, we left. He is a good friend in private and wants them to get back together, Daoist, what should we do?"

Daoist frowned slightly, and found that some places seemed to be slightly similar to his own experience.

Looking back, it doesn't seem like it.

"..." He frowned, "Forgive me for my lack of talent and learning, such things..."

He found the woman's question strange.

"Short of talent and learning?" The woman smiled, and said with her chin in her hand, "The Taoist priest has lived for hundreds of years, right?"

Xiao Xingchen knew immediately that he seemed to be a provocative person.

"The benefactor has nothing to say, why bother to beat around the bush." ​​Xiao Xingchen is the most moderate person, knowing that this person may not want to laugh as much as he appears on the surface.

"Does the Taoist really want to go back and look at his room now?" she said.

And Xiao Xingchen froze.

Said: "You are joking, the benefactor is still here, the poor..."

The woman said carelessly, "Okay, the Taoist priest should think about it today, and I'll come back tomorrow. It's inconvenient for me to stay longer, lest that guy have to scold me again."

And the Taoist priest frowned, isn't this woman from the palace, why is she so...difficult.

"This..." I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't come...

"That's the agreement, Taoist priest, I will take my leave." The woman left with a smile after leaving these words.

I know you have something to do, but are you just using this as an excuse to run out of the palace, someone with bad ideas in mind thought.

The Taoist priest alone rubbed his forehead.

The people in this palace are really difficult to serve, and Ling Zhaoyi is the most favored.

But she seems to know something... the Taoist thought.

Don't think so much.

Daoist Xiao stood up, looked at the setting sun, and was speechless for a while, "..."

A little mouse got into his room a long time ago, and every time he took the pastry, it would be eaten up.

He couldn't help but want to laugh when he thought of the mouse who slept secretly in his room every time.

Then he remembered that the little mouse hadn't realized that he was aware of him.

At this time, the Taoist chief couldn't stop his bad temper.

The Taoist priest hid his breath outside the door, pushed the door, and found that the little mouse that had been eating had fallen asleep.

The room was silent, and there were only pastry crumbs left on the plate that was originally full.

The author has something to say: This chapter is short...?_>`Hey...It seems to be thick and long like those wives--it's a pity that I am not a humanoid codewriter...