I open the underworld canteen to continue my life

In the end, Zhu Youjun still didn't do anything, he "hummed" in the nervous eyes of Henry Zhang and his son, looked to the sky and asked, "Do you know who you are?"

Tian Wen's expression was a little confused: "I... I am a Taoist priest of Xuan'an Temple, I should, I should be the master uncle of a certain head, walking in the world, it is not good to attach too much importance to my seniority and attract people's attention. Everyone calls me brother."

"I didn't ask you this." Jun You interrupted him, looking down at him, "Going back to the root, who are you, do you know?"

Tianwen became more and more puzzled by his questioning, but he didn't answer hastily, and took out a stack of tortoise shells from his arms in surprise, apparently intending to divination for himself on the spot.

"Hey!" The temple master quickly stretched out his hand to hold him down, and smiled apologetically at Mr. Zhuyou, "Hey, our uncle has caused you trouble, but that... the rules passed down from our ancestors, our uncle can't Know who you really are."

He winked at the two of them, hoping that they would quickly put the subject to rest.

"I can't know?" Zhu Youjun squinted his eyes, which was exactly the same as Emperor Fengdu's guess.

If he really is the mortal body of the Emperor of Heaven——"Jiang Lanchen", then he should be a dead person in the eyes of Heavenly Dao, and cannot use his own name to walk in the world.

"I fall into a deep sleep every once in a while." Tian Wen sighed slightly, "The further the memory goes, the more blurred it is."

"So you don't know your identity." Zhuyou-jun moved his fingers slightly, "So you don't know that the fake prescription you made up may also become a prophecy, and become the real prescription that can really bring the dead back to life."

Tian Wen's eyes widened in astonishment: "No, this...the world has never had a way to bring the dead back to life! How could it be possible that I just..."

"Hey." Si Nanxing sighed faintly, "That's because you don't know who you are."

Tian Wen was silent for a few seconds, then hesitantly asked, "Who the hell am I?"

Sinanxing and Mr. Zhuyou looked at each other, Mr. Zhuyou shook his head slightly, and Sinanxing nodded cooperatively: "Well, I can't tell you, didn't your ancestors say it and can't you know? Be good, listen to your ancestors .”

Tian asked: "..."

Why did he feel that these two people seemed to be deliberately embarrassing him.

Seeing that they really didn't intend to say it, Tianwen had no choice but to continue, "Even if it comes true, Tianxiaxin is not a small boss. If I find a chance, I will make it clear to them, and it won't affect..."

"It's useless." Zhu Youjun looked at him, "You give Fang Zi out, and after that, you won't be able to control it."

"They think that the heart of the world is Si Nanxing, so they will definitely come to trouble him. You...you can still gather a thousand-year soul."

"Thousands of years..." Tian Wen murmured, covering his forehead, and closed his eyes helplessly, "Even if I am, it's a pity that the memory of the thousand years has disappeared in an instant. I don't remember anything after all."

Zhang Xuanding seemed unable to bear to see his uncle so sluggish, and tried to comfort him: "Uncle, at least you still remember the ability to kill demons and slay demons, and to divination and ask divination!"

Tian Wen smiled helplessly, and after a long silence, he said, "Actually... I still remember something."

"I seem to be looking for someone, I, I occasionally hear her voice, I should be saving her..."

"But I don't remember her appearance, nor her name. Everything is vague, but I have a vague idea that I have been unwilling to leave. I have been wandering around the world looking for her."

Lord Zhuyou frowned, as if he was talking about Huang Yan.

"How to save?" Si Nanxing was a little curious. He also knew the story of him and the goddess of the Phoenix tribe. That goddess is still an egg. Maybe Tianwen really has a way to revive her from the egg?

"I don't know." Tian Wen answered honestly, Zhu Youjun almost clenched his fists again.

Tian Wen hurriedly continued, "But I have made a divination, and there is a destiny in the dark, and I am here for her. As long as I find her, she will live!"

"But I don't remember anything, I just remember that he called me...called me...Jiang..."

Before he could speak, two hands were suddenly stretched out from his side, and the temple master and Zhang Xuanding - left - right, tightly covered his mouth.

The temple master gave his son a thumbs up, and then said with a mournful face: "Uncle, have you forgotten the teachings of the ancestors? You can't remember it yet, it's not yet time, so don't talk nonsense!"

Mr. Zhuyou was thoughtful: "It's better to pull out his tongue, lest he talk nonsense."

Si Nanxing looked at Mr. Zhuyou with a horrified face, Mr. Zhuyou paused, and added a little bluntly, "I'm just joking."

Si Nanxing breathed a sigh of relief, patted Mr. Zhuyou on the back, and showed a gratified smile: "Mr. Zhuyou can joke, haha."

He turned his head, only to see the father and son on the opposite side hugging Tianwen tightly, with terrified faces and trembling.

Si Nanxing comforted them: "Our Lord Zhuyou just doesn't like to laugh, and his expression is more serious. When we make jokes, he seems to be serious. He won't be so cruel, right?"

"En." Zhu Youjun nodded against his will.

Tian Wen really wanted to say that his murderous intent just now was obviously sincere, but his mouth was covered and he was temporarily speechless.

The temple master laughed dryly twice, and turned his head to find that his son was not smiling, so he quickly elbowed him down, and Henry Zhang followed suit with a belated smile: "Ha, ha..."

Zhu Youjun tapped the table with his fingers: "In this way, among the six items, they only got Ruthless Tears. Although they got the Mirage Bead, they thought that they would have to delay for a while to revive the Mirage Dragon."

"The other four... are all in our hands."

He seemed to have thought of something suddenly, "You sent that sword here to bring disaster to the east?"

After all, the master of the temple has lived such an old age, and he still has a bit of ability to perceive words and emotions, so he immediately said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhuyou needn't say it so harshly, although this is one of the things they want - but it is also our mysterious An Guan's magic weapon is also to give the little boss more power..."

Si Nanxing helped persuade him: "It's all right now. I can hold the Tianzi sword in my left hand and hang the square sword in my right hand. The premise is that Xiaofang won't chop off the Tianzi sword first."

Zhu Youjun stood up: "Since this is the case, there is nothing else to say, so let's go back."

"You'd better shut yourself in the Taoist temple, and don't run around if you have nothing to do, or if—some—day they will realize that the thousand-year-old soul is you, and we may not try to save you."

With a stinky face, Zhu Youjun took Sinanxing to step out of the painting. Sinanxing felt that his unfriendly tone almost engraved "roll" on the opposite face.

The temple master also knew that his uncle probably caused a big trouble for him, so he said goodbye in a very awkward and cooperative way, but before leaving, he avoided Mr. Zhuyou's eyes and ears, poked his head and asked in a low voice: "Well, little boss, preserved fruit..."

Si Nanxing showed an apologetic smile: "We don't sell preserved fruit for the time being, but Taoist priests can come here to consume and eat on weekdays, and we will receive merit."

Henry Zhang, who was still tucking his tail just now, became energetic when he mentioned this, and gave his dad a thumbs up: "Dad, the meal made by the little boss, that's this!"

"Just know how to eat!" The viewer stared at him with hatred, looked at Mr. Zhuyou who was not far away with some fear, and said hesitantly, "Forget it..."

Si Nanxing looked back and laughed: "You don't have to be afraid of Mr. Zhuyou. Mr. Zhuyou just looks fierce, but he is actually a good person. He works hard without complaint, is gentle and considerate, and is very loyal to his friends..."

Guan Zhang opened his mouth, looked at Mr. Zhuyou whose expression was gradually softening, and stammered against his will: "Yes, yes, I can see it, I can see it."

Zhu Youjun's expression eased slightly: "One merit and one set meal, it's just a sale to anyone."

Si Nanxing took advantage of the opportunity and sent them business cards, and sent them out happily.

After seeing them off, Si Nanxing looked at the people in the yard: "Yuchi should be coming soon, I made an appointment with him to meet here, he's going to fool you and kill the crow, don't come here tonight, stay with Sister Mei. "

Several people in the yard showed puzzled expressions, and Li Miao was the first to come over curiously: "What's the matter? Are you going to make some secret plan?"

"I'm here, I'm not late, am I?" Yuchi-Lu hurried over, only started to discuss after seeing them, and he was relieved.

Si Nanxing hooked his fingers at them: "Killer's birthday is coming, and she will go to reincarnation after her birthday. Let's help her celebrate. Friends, it's time for division of labor and cooperation. It’s a cliché to ask her if there is anything she particularly wants to eat, or a gift she particularly wants?”

"I, I, I!" Li Miao raised her hand happily, "Bet on the glory of Qingqiu, I will get information from her without anyone noticing!"

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. Do you have any specific plans?" Si Nanxing nodded in agreement, but in view of Fox's unreliable level, he still couldn't help asking about the detailed plan.

Li Miao is full of confidence: "Let Airi cooperate, say to take her to buy clothes, and ask Sha Ya to help with reference, and I will go tomorrow! Then when you go shopping, you can ask her what she thinks about various products Already!"

Zhang Airi was a little nervous: "I, will I reveal my secrets!"

"It's okay!" Li Miao beckoned to her, "Come on, I'll give you a temporary lesson, guarantee success."

"Others..." Si Nanxing glanced over, "Think about what programs or gifts to prepare, and make sure our outstanding employees kill Comrade Crow and reincarnate happily, understand?"

Chui Fang curled his lips: "It's me and Yuchi here. Yuchi is responsible for taking her to the underworld after eating. Why don't you just name us? Can I give her something—a sword?"

Si Nanxing made a "tsk".

Then Chuifang said awkwardly: "Then what, sword dance, it's not impossible to dance."

Yuchi was a little embarrassed: "I'd better give something as a gift, but I don't really think about it..."

Si Nanxing nodded in relief, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Si Nantian, asking if he could come back the day after tomorrow.

He sighed. In fact, Shaya would be happier if he could call Sister Mei, but...

The boundary between life and death is like a gap, so let's stop bothering the living.

Si Nanxing turned around, and everyone behind him was discussing livelyly, as if they had forgotten for the time being that after this celebration, they were about to part.

Zhu Youjun stood side by side with him: "Are you unhappy?"

"No." Si Nanxing looked up at the night sky, "Reincarnation is a good thing, and there will be a new beginning. She has suffered so much in this life, but she has become a happy and kind girl. She should reincarnate in her next life. A good tire, right?"

"It's just a pity that the rose sauce hasn't been marinated yet, so she can't eat flower cakes."

Lord Zhuyou paused, and said in a low voice: "No worries about food and clothing, deep kinship, what she didn't have in this life, she will have in the next life."

Si Nanxing turned his head away in astonishment, Zhu Youjun nodded his lips to signal silence, "It's a secret, I can't tell her."

Si Nanxing smiled and rolled his eyes,

The author has something to say: Killing Crow is celebrating his birthday!Don't ask her to kill chickens tomorrow!

感谢在2021-02-2521:07:58~2021-02-2523:57:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I worship a peach blossom with wine;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Rabbit Xiaobai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!