Crossing town house man and wife

"He..." Yan Heng wanted to say that it was impossible, but then he thought that Wu Ming must know more about merchant ghosts than him, and he felt chills in his heart, "Would he really do this?"

"He tried to kill me before." Wu Ming said, "It's just that he didn't succeed, and then he gave up."

Yan Heng immediately looked at Wu Ming in astonishment.

"You should have realized that I'm a very troublesome person." Wu Ming shrugged, "The merchant ghost just couldn't stand me causing trouble again and again, so he moved to kill me and wanted to get rid of me. Drop it, it's over. Of course, I can't stand there and wait for him to kill, so he didn't succeed, and then he felt that killing me would be a big trouble, and then he gave up."

Wu Ming's description was too light and airy, but Yan Heng had already seen Shang Gui killing people without blinking an eye, and judging from Wu Ming's previous tone, Shang Gui should be a stronger monk than Wu Ming.Being able to make such a heartless and strong man feel that killing Wu Ming is a big trouble, the hardships and blood sweat involved... needless to say.

Yan Heng stretched out his hand subconsciously and hugged Wu Ming into his arms.

"What should I do?" Yan Heng asked.

In fact, what he wants to ask more is how should I protect you, but his rationality makes him clearly realize that Wu Ming is not something he can protect just because he wants to.If he insisted on going his own way and acting recklessly, Wu Ming would probably have to protect him instead.

"I don't know either." Wu Ming sighed, "I'm not good at this kind of political stuff."

"So, what do you want me to do?" Yan Heng changed the question.

Wu Ming was silent for a few seconds, then raised his head suddenly, and said seriously: "Let's talk about what I will do first."

"you……"

"I never believe that there is nothing in this world that can only be obtained through the sacrifice of others. If I have to choose between dying some people and dying together, I will only choose to let everyone die together." Wu Mingyi He said word by word, "If someone forces me to choose this way, or even forces me to be the part that is sacrificed, I will only let that person die first."

Yan Heng couldn't help being stunned, "Could it be that..."

"There is never only one road in this world." Wu Ming said, "Casting the Kyushu tripod is just a shortcut that can be most easily accepted by all parties. There must be other ways to solve this problem, but it may be so troublesome that business Ghosts don't want to work hard."

"But... time is running out." Yan Heng hesitated.

He actually agrees with Shang Gui's arrangement, as long as the method of casting Jiuding town is really effective, sacrificing some people is nothing, just spend some money and land, and take good care of their families and offspring.

"Yes." Wu Ming also sighed, but then raised his head and said, "So, if you really want to do something for me, then be prepared to die with me!"

Yan Heng was startled, and quickly laughed, "Okay!"

With his smile, Wu Ming was stunned, "Are you willing?"

"Why not?" Yan Heng put his arms around Wu Ming, lowered his head and rubbed against his neck, and replied happily, "Actually, when I knew you were not Ruan Cheng, I had already thought about it like this ——If I can't keep you by my side, then I'd rather die with you."

"...Pervert." Wu Ming couldn't help complaining.

"You're talking words that I don't understand again." Yan Heng laughed in a low voice, "But I can tell from your tone that it's definitely not a good thing."

"Nonsense!" Wu Ming rolled his eyes.

If it was another time, he would definitely have to beat Yan Heng up, but at this moment, he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't even get angry. In the end, he could only sigh quietly, raised his arms, and Yan Heng Heng hugged each other.

The two of them didn't speak any more, feeling each other's body temperature in silence.

After a while, Yan Heng spoke first, "Draw me a map."

"Where is it?" Wu Ming thought that Yan Heng had come up with some countermeasures and needed a corresponding map to assist him.

"Where you are." Yan Heng paused, "It's...the afterlife, the future that Elder Gui said."

Wu Ming couldn't help being taken aback, but quickly nodded and said, "Okay."

After speaking, Wu Ming stood up and rummaged through the case to find suitable paper.

But the paper supplied by Luo Daozi is too small, which is just right for writing. It would be insufficient to draw a large map.In desperation, Wu Ming could only ask Yan Heng to find two larger pieces of silk cloth, while he made a draft with the paper on the table.

Wu Ming is going to draw both the national map and the world map, so that Yan Heng can understand it in one go.

After all, he also had selfish intentions, wanting to take away this man who suits his own taste and tolerates his unbearable personality.But Wu Ming is very clear that love cannot impress this kind of guy who is in a high position and is used to getting what he wants. If he wants to be tempted by him, he has to give him a bigger world and let him have greater ambitions.

After drawing the map, Wu Ming put down his pen and stepped aside, letting Yan Heng read it by himself.

Yan Heng looked at it quietly for a while and then asked, "Where is Liaodong?"

"Here." Wu Ming stepped forward and pointed to the location of the later Liao Province, "In the future, Liaodong and Liaoxi will be merged into one province—a province is an administrative region at the same level as a county, but the management model is different, and the governor will also It doesn’t have as much authority as the sheriff.”

"The place above this is..." Yan Heng pointed to the other two places in the three eastern provinces.

"Jilin and Heilongjiang have also become the territory of our country in later generations." After finishing speaking, Wu Ming raised his finger and pointed to Mongolia. The people, the people of the same clan."

"A family?" Yan Heng looked at Wu Ming in surprise, "How could they be of the same family as us?!"

"The descendants of Yan and Huang, the Chinese nation." Wu Ming shrugged, "I can only explain this far, and the rest can only be understood by yourself. Let me say that I can't understand it. Anyway, a country is a family. .”

Yan Heng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

So what is this?Don't pretend to understand.

Wu Ming curled his lips, slandering in his heart.

But Yan Heng really understood.In the last life, Qin Sanshi mentioned the matter of national integration to him when he was young, but Qin Sanshi explained it as a hypothetical, so that Yan Heng at that time once had a deep understanding of Qin Sanshi's vision and mind. I was so impressed.However, thinking about it now, Qin Sanshi is really just like what Wu Ming said, but a thief who picks up people's teeth.

Yan Heng touched the ink marks on the map lightly, and couldn't help feeling, "The territory of later generations is so large."

"In fact, it was even bigger." Wu Ming pointed to the north of Heilongjiang, Outer Mongolia, and southern Xinjiang, "Here, here, and here were all within the territory, but something happened later, and the national power declined. The fat that has already grown on the body has to be cut out with a knife. If you are interested in this history, I can silently give you a part of the history, but don’t let me talk about it, it’s too much and too complicated.”

"Let's talk about it later when we have free time." Yan Heng didn't ask any further questions, and turned his gaze to another map, "This is..."

"World map." Wu Ming picked up the silk cloth on which the world map was drawn, and rolled it into a circle, "The world we live in is actually a ball, and most of the places on it are oceans, only less than one-third The place is the land."

"I know this. You told me the last time you read Lu Liang's memory." Yan Heng nodded.

"Oh." Wu Ming put down the map in embarrassment.

Yan Heng stretched out his hands, embraced him from behind, and leaned his head on his shoulder, and said softly: "If according to what Gui Lao said, you all come from after 2000, doesn't it mean that you Two thousand years younger than me?"

"We just 'come' after 2000." Wu Ming rolled his eyes back, "I told you, we are all ghost cultivators, do you understand what ghost means?"

Yan Heng was slightly taken aback, "The ghost old man's name is Shang Gui, does it mean that he is actually a Shang ghost? Isn't Uncle Xia..."

"That's right." Wu Ming nodded.

"What about you?" Yan Heng asked curiously, "Is there a dynasty like Wu in later generations?"

"My name has nothing to do with the dynasty." Wu Ming leaned in Yan Heng's arms, but looked at the map on the table, "My surname is Wu, and the reason why I call myself Wu Ming is that it is a homonym of Anonymous, and on the other hand On the one hand... I just feel that since I need a name, I might as well use a name as my name."

"Are you older than me?" Yan Heng asked in surprise.

"I am also an old ghost who has lived for more than two years." Wu Ming snorted, "Even if the age difference of 2000 years is deducted... well... I am still older than you. The Emperor Shi Huang has not yet unified the six kingdoms, so I will Already born."

Yan Heng couldn't help but froze, "Are you so old?"

"Yes, disappointed?" Wu Ming snorted twice, "Tell you, it's late!"

"There's nothing to be disappointed about." Yan Heng was amused by his pretense of being vicious, "If according to the old ghost, we are also lonely souls trapped in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. It's hard to say!"

"Ah, if you say that, you are actually a ghost!" Wu Ming blinked, and the stone hanging in his heart fell a lot involuntarily.

What he worries most is that Yan Heng will have a grudge against him as a ghost cultivator, but if everyone is the same kind of thing, then the eldest brother, let alone the second brother, is exactly the same, and the family is right.

"Yeah, now you can rest assured." Yan Heng had sensed Wu Ming's concern a long time ago, turned his head, and kissed him on the cheek, "If there is a day when we die together, you and I will go to the underworld to do it." A ghost marriage, and then be a husband and wife."

"Hehe." Wu Ming smiled, but did not answer.

There is still a chance to become a ghost after death, but if the ghost dies, it is really all over and there is no trace left.

However, after death, let's leave it to consider after death.

Wu Ming turned around and buried himself deeply in Yan Heng's arms.

That night, because the merchant ghost occupied Wu Ming's tent, Wu Ming and Yan Heng could only spend the night in the tent used for resting in the front yard.

But sleeping until midnight, Wu Ming was "noisy" woken up by the Shang ghost's consciousness.

Wu Ming opened his eyes depressed, turned his head to look at Yan Heng next to him, saw that he was still sleeping soundly, so he simply threw a sleep spell over him to make him sleep more deeply.

Then, Wu Mingcai rolled over and got off the ground, put on his clothes, and went to the merchant ghost's tent.

"What else is there?" As soon as he entered the tent, Wu Ming spoke impatiently first.

"Business." Shang Gui was sitting on the mat behind the desk, still dressed in the same daytime clothes, when he saw Wu Ming coming in, he pointed to the seat opposite him, "Sit down and chat."

"If it's about making Jiuding, there's nothing to talk about." Wu Ming sat down and said, "It's your business if you want to use Jiuding as a town, I won't interfere, but don't involve Yan Heng, this is my bottom line. "

"There is really no need to talk about this matter." Shang Gui smiled slightly, "As long as the matter of casting Jiuding is made public, there will be a lot of people who will take the initiative to send their lives to the door. Originally, it is not his turn to pick and choose."

"Then what do you want to talk about?" Wu Ming frowned.

"I said, it's nothing but business." Shang Gui sighed, "I just want to ask, what's so good about this Yan Heng, that it makes you so confused that you won't let yourself go?"

"Good job?" Wu Ming raised his eyebrows.

"..."

"I'm not joking." Wu Ming shrugged, "His behavior on the bed is indeed very satisfactory to me."

"Going back to the later life and finding a few ducks will make you more satisfied." Shang Gui snorted disapprovingly.

"No matter how good the duck's kung fu is, it can't show that kind of affection." Wu Ming curled his lips, and simply stood up, "If this is what you want to say, then don't bother. Now that I have made a choice, I will I will bear the consequences, whether it is sweet fruit, bitter fruit or evil fruit, I will relish it."

"Yeah, anyway, you've already gotten used to betrayal." The Shang Ghost sneered.

"Indeed." Wu Ming smiled brightly, turned around and left the tent.