I wanted to embrace my master and return home

After the celestial servants left together, the little wolf demon wandered left and right, and finally found the "Moon Lao Palace" that the celestial servants called.

The inside of the hall is not as quiet as the outside, there are still people speaking, even a little noisy.

"Xianjun Xianjun, this Pan Jinlian is tied with two red threads, what should I do?"

"Cut off one!"

"Who cut it?"

"Cutting that... what Qing... what is it called Qing?" Yuelao muttered as he put on the priest's uniform, and shouted anxiously: "That Wumen Qing, tied it wrong, cut it off!"

The apprentice little matchmaker looked at the two clay dolls in her hands, then turned her head and shouted, "There is no Wu Men Qing, only Wu Zhi!"

"Oh, it's too late, I'm going to be late! Watch the cut and make sure you don't make a mistake!" Yue Lao hurriedly combed his hair and put on his crown.

"Then cut Wu Zhi?"

"Sciss, scissors!" Yuelao rushed out of the inner hall sweating profusely, and ran away without looking back.

"Xianjun, don't worry and go to the palace banquet, Suzaku will cut all the wrongly tied red threads before you come back!" The little matchmaker shouted to his back confidently.

The little wolf demon who was hiding aside watched the old man disappear in a hurry, then swaggered into the Yuelao Hall. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help frowning, the red lines were so messy that it was almost difficult to get off.

In the center of the hall, a little girl about his age was sitting on the ground, lowering her head and fiddling with something. Beside her were many clay dolls with messy red lines, and there were several rows on the high wooden frame behind her. Endless.

"Little sister, why is there no one in this heaven?" The little wolf demon asked familiarly, avoiding the red line at his feet as much as possible.

The little matchmaker was dressed in red, without raising her head, she said: "We are all going to the palace banquet." After speaking, she realized that she looked up at the person who came: "Who are you?"

"Ahem." The little wolf demon didn't answer, but instead asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm cutting the wrong red thread!" The little matchmaker replied immediately.

"Red... thread?" The little wolf demon looked puzzled.

"It's the marriage line. When the red line connects, it's a husband and wife." The little matchmaker replied in a childlike voice, lowered her head and continued to straighten the line, then suddenly came back to her senses, and asked doubtfully, "By the way, who are you?"

"That...meaning, will the two people tied with the red thread, whether they are humans or demons, be together?" The little wolf demon also sat down with her, and asked, biting his fingers.

"Of course, God's arrangement is the best. If it is accidentally tied wrong, it will be called a tragedy!" The little matchmaker immediately nodded with a serious face.

The little wolf demon nodded half-understanding: "Oh, then can I see, who is my red thread tied to?"

"Hmm..." The little matchmaker was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and struggled and said, "It seems that Xianjun didn't say that you can't show it to others... well, I'll find it for you."

After finishing speaking, the little matchmaker closed her eyes and skillfully made a tactic, and the two clay dolls connected by red lines squeezed out from the pile of dolls on the wooden frame behind her and floated in front of the two of them.

"Hey, this is you."

The little matchmaker handed one of them to him and taught him the name on the bottom of his feet. The little wolf demon knew in advance the name he was going to take in the future, which was "Tang Jie", but he was not interested: "The other one, give it to me quickly. look."

"It's called Shi Minghua. It's a male doll. I don't know if it's born yet." The little matchmaker looked at the doll's name and handed it to him.

"male?!"

The little wolf demon immediately stood up, pale with fright, turned the doll over and over several times, and found that the sculpture was indeed a boy, and screamed in fright: "No way?! You tied it wrong! How could it be a boy! !"

"Oh..." The little matchmaker hurriedly covered her ears, and said with no surprise: "What's wrong with the man, you are not the only ones."

"Impossible! The woman I'm going to marry in the future will definitely be as beautiful as a fish and a wild goose... In short, she is extremely beautiful! How could she be a man?!" The little wolf demon suddenly felt his scalp numb, his face full of disbelief, but the words appeared in his mind. The face of the monster catcher I saw yesterday, I thought: At least he must be as good-looking as him, but it must be a woman!

"You must have tied it wrong! Where are the scissors, cut them off quickly!" The little wolf demon couldn't accept it, and lowered his head to search around.

The little matchmaker hurriedly hid the golden matchmaker behind her back, and shook her head earnestly: "It's impossible to tie it wrong, you are a monster, he is a mortal, the red line between a man and a monster has been specially screened and carefully thought out, it must be the best. It's a good match, so I tied it up!"

"Fart! I will absolutely, absolutely not be with a man! You bully me for being young and ignorant. This is clearly... clearly called... broken sleeves!"

"Oh, what God arranges is the best, if you cut it, the best will disappear!"

The little matchmaker hid the scissors under her buttocks and sat down, closing her eyes and not looking at him: "A person only has one red thread, once you cut it, you can't connect it anymore, no, no, no..."

"It's best if you can't catch it!" The little wolf demon was impatient, and jumped on her to snatch the scissors: "Give it to me quickly, or I will bite you!"

"No, no! You can't cut it, otherwise this marriage will not end well!" The little matchmaker resisted desperately as if she was facing a catastrophe. Suddenly, as if drugged, she remained motionless, and the matchmaker's scissors were snatched from her hand. go.

The little wolf demon smiled triumphantly: "Hmph, little stupid bird, you still want to stop me." After speaking, he pulled the red thread between the two dolls without hesitation.

Click!

The red thread snapped——

"What breaks the red line, I don't care about it."

Satisfied, the little wolf demon put away the scissors, put the two dolls back on the shelf, turned around and walked away without looking back.

After half a stick of incense, the little matchmaker woke up suddenly, and looked around in a daze: "Ah, why did you fall asleep, did anyone come here just now... Oh, don't worry, hurry up and get to work."

That year, the little wolf demon was only four years old. After going down to earth, he traveled around the mountains and rivers, enjoying himself and forgetting about this matter.

From then on, it was normal for him to go to the underworld, enter the demon world and go to the heavenly court. He traveled through the three realms and set fire to make trouble, and he had already forgotten why he came to the heavenly court for the first time.

Tianfu Mountain, Xianzhu Peak——

"Nizi! After so many years of practice, I can't even break through the golden core stage four times, and dare to disobey the elders, and I will embarrass your mother and father!" Elder Niyan pointed at the kneeling young man in the hall and became furious. Body, obviously just returned to the mountain appearance.

"..." Xu Qiancheng lowered his head without saying a word, clenched his fists tightly.

"My warning right before going out is a fart, isn't it!"

Elder Ni Yan's eyes were burning, he pointed at him and said with a broken heart: "You know, how Elder Cang Mo told me, there are some things he can't say in front of you, even though you are his apprentice, you have no blood relatives , if he hadn’t told me these heart-wrenching words, I wouldn’t have known that you were so useless during the retreat period!”

Xu's mother felt sorry for her son, pressed her handkerchief to her chest, and persuaded sadly, "Master, Qiancheng knew he was wrong, and besides, the one at Qingzheng Peak is not Qiancheng's father and brother after all. Eyes, noses are no longer noses."

Speaking of Elder Ni Yan, he was considered a generation of romantics when he was young, comparable to Cang Mo. In his 20s, he obeyed his parents' matchmaker and married a lady from an aristocratic family. As a result, a girl from a restaurant next to her became so angry that her original partner died of illness. After thirty, she became sensible. , he hated the people who came out of the wind and dust, and later married the sister of the young master of Shenshui Palace, that is, Mother Xu, and gave birth to a boy before settling down.

But this young lady from a decent family, Jiao Didi, gave birth to a son who is five big and three thick, and he looks like he has not been weaned.

Hearing Mother Xu's seemingly non-existent "arrangement", Elder Niyan slapped the table angrily: "Fart! Gu Xiaomo has no children under his knees, but to make him the only true disciple is to treat your son as his own son." Keep it! But look, what kind of bastard is raised!"

"How can a father say that about his own son? Qiancheng practiced very seriously, but he couldn't get it right. Oh, my husband is blaming my concubine for not having a spiritual core and not worthy of my husband's good conditions, so I gave birth to a child who is not good enough. Promising son?" Xu's mother couldn't help pushing him, and she was about to cry.

"If he really tried his best, I wouldn't blame him, but look at him, since he has been with that Li Qiaoguan by his side, he has stayed in the outer dormitory all night, ignorant, and has turned himself into a waste!"

Xu Qiancheng still lowered his head, and moved his hands on the side, but there was no greater reaction. He had heard these words no less than a hundred times, and he could no longer startle the waves.

Not long after, a handsome and slender man walked into the hall. Although he was fast, there was no sound of footsteps. Without saying a word, he knelt down behind Xu Qiancheng's side, and he didn't even dare to go beyond the distance.

Compared with the young Xu Qiancheng, Li Qiaoguan has hardly changed. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a boy in his twenties. Yan has skills.

His hair was neatly combed, only a black wooden hairpin was pinned on, and he didn't like accessories like other disciples, and his eyelashes were hanging down smoothly, as if he was willing to be beaten or scolded, but Elder Niyan didn't like this.

"My peak master heard that in the past month, Xu Qiancheng often extradited spiritual energy to you to help you cultivate?"

"..." Li Qiaoguan's eyes flickered, he tightened his fingers, and said, "Yes."

Just as Elder Niyan was still about to speak, Xu Qiancheng interrupted him resolutely: "Father, if you want to say something, I will say it, why bother to involve the overseas Chinese official, he has been retreating for the past few days to break through the foundation building, but has repeatedly failed. He just gave it a hand."

This anger will be vented sooner or later. My own son is so protective of outsiders that he is so angry that Elder Niyan almost has a heart attack. He pointed at his nose and scolded him: "Reiki is the foundation of a cultivator's behavior. You are so reckless just to help You are worthy of your own status for an outsider to pass the time!"

"Why is Qiaoguan an outsider? It's not because you always don't want Elder Danqing to accept him as an inner disciple. He practices day and night without a moment's rest. He is more diligent than any other senior, but in your eyes he is like nothing!" Xu Qiancheng was very upset, and looked at the people in the hall with his chest out.

"Ridiculous! From the first day he entered Xianzhu Peak, the master of this peak has said that he is only allowed to enter the outer door. A person who came out of the wind and dust, if he is recorded in the school book, he may stain the eyes of the ancestors!" Ni Elder Yan never concealed his words, and scolded the two people in the hall extremely embarrassingly.