Bai Yujing

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In the whistling night wind, there were occasional rustling insects.

The wounded snake demon knelt down on one knee, handed back the peacock feather with both hands, and said respectfully: "Thank you, master, for saving me."

The gray-robed figure hidden in the darkness did not move, and the female snake demon seemed to have gotten used to his silence.

"The subordinates have gone to investigate, and there are still hidden dangers in the Gu worms in the palace, but they are under his control. As long as His Highness is still conscious, there will be no danger."

She explained to herself: "When I went down, I found that His Highness was accompanied by someone who was using the water system of immortality, so I shouldn't ask Mr. Han."

She raised her eyes to look at the tall figure in front of her, bit her lips and said, "This subordinate is incompetent and forced out of the prototype."

"It doesn't matter." The gray robe took the peacock feather and threw a spirit bead over it, emitting a soft and pure light.

This is an extremely precious elixir, which can replenish 300 years of morality, but the gray robe didn't care much.

The water snake demon hurriedly took the elixir, cupped his fists at the gray robe and said, "Thank you, master."

Her trembling voice revealed her uncontrollable excitement. "The subordinates are willing to do their best for the master, and will not hesitate to do so."

The gray robe seemed to be tired, "Is there anything else?"

At this moment, the female snake demon was eager to do something good, racked her brains, and her tongue was like a lotus flower, wishing to tell all her experiences that night.

"Weaving dreams?" Gray Robe suddenly turned around and stood facing the snake demon when he heard this, the latter subconsciously took a step back in shock.

"Yes," said the female snake demon, "when this subordinate arrived, the dream song seemed to have just ended. I heard His Highness seemed to be talking to someone, and saw a lady in the dream."

She was a little ashamed and said: "I originally thought that the person talking to His Highness was Mr. Wen Han, but I was negligent just now. I didn't expect to find someone else. The attainment of immortal law is far better than that of Mr. Wen Han."

However, the gray robe didn't care whether she was ashamed or not, he just nodded his fingertips at her, and the female snake demon disappeared into the shadows.

With an indifferent expression, he melted away the clouds at his hand, and a water mirror appeared in the calm and windless sky for no reason.

"Mr. Quantai." He spoke first.

Anyone who works in Bai Yujing with a name and surname, no matter what clan they come from, is a fairy king.

Except for the demon king who originally had his own title, most men are called emperors and women are called immortals.

Although Quantai is the lord of the nether world, in charge of the ghost world, but because the Heavenly Emperor ruled the three worlds thousands of years ago, there is no such thing as a ghost king in the world.

The Lord of the Netherworld is nothing more than a minister of the Heavenly Court.

Mr. Quantai tidied himself up in a hurry, saw the gray-robed man and asked with a smile, "Do you have any orders?"

"There is a ghost," said the gray-robed man, "at this time tomorrow, I want her to sleep overnight."

All the spiritual power of ghosts comes from the netherworld. Except for the battle of the netherworld master, Mr. Quantai can cut off or suppress his ghost power at any time if the ghost is registered with a name and surname.

The former can make a ghost disappear in an instant, while the latter can make the ghost lose consciousness and fall into a coma.

As for the ghost who refuses to be restrained, You Ming will deal with him silently.

Quantai wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said after deliberating, "Please tell me your date of birth, and who is your last name."

"Qin Yang." The gray-robed man answered briefly, but Mr. Quantai's pupils shrank suddenly.

Qin Yang, a person who doesn't need the horoscope of his birth date, he knows it.

He is clearly a ghostly body of extremely cold, but he seems to feel the biting cold.

"You know?" he said cautiously.

The gray robe casually fiddled with the clearly patterned peacock feathers in his hand, seemingly unaware of the passage of time, and waited patiently for Mr. Quantai's answer.

Mr. Quantai finally said the reason for his fear with a trembling voice, "If I help you, that fairy will definitely come and kill me."

He didn't even dare to say the name of the fairy, as if he would disturb something if he said the name, causing a disaster of death.

But the gray robe's voice was extremely cold, "He will die," he cast a clear water mirror, a pair of calm eyes looked at him without discerning emotion, and added: "Before I get revenge on you."

Mr. Quantai shivered, and tried his best to support his weak knees, "I obey."

The gray robe waved his sleeves, as if he was going to close the water mirror, but he paused with his elbows, looked at Mr. Quantai who finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes, and pulled him back to the trembling state, "What else do you need?" ?” he asked cautiously.

"After 30 years, I will help you." He left these words and waved the water mirror away.

Mr. Quantai fell to the ground, his heart beating like a drum, but his cheeks turned rosy from impulsiveness and excitement.

The battle for the Lord of the Nether follows the same pattern as the previous battle for the ghost king. Once every hundred years, the one with the highest voice or the one with the best self-esteem can challenge him after defeating all competitors.

If he wins, he will replace Quantai Jun and become the new Nether Lord.

Although the ghost power of each ghost is constant, as long as you practice diligently, you can also master the use of spiritual power. Moreover, in the past ten years, several ghosts with initial ghost power comparable to his have entered the nether world, and Unborn.

Mr. Quantai is in a high position, and he has endless trivial matters to deal with every day. He has been circling among the gods in Baiyujing, and has neglected to practice for many years.

He can't beat the new ghost anymore.

After working hard for many years, he didn't want to end up in such a desolate situation. That unspeakable fairy was his last straw.

After all, the power of the heavens is almost crushing in terms of the ghost world.

Although Bai Yujing claims that he will never control the competition for the Lord of the Nether, his celestial lords have their own methods.

Fortunately, fortunately, he made the right choice.

Abandoning the old master, he won a more deserving favor.

South Chen Guodu, Chenshi.

Lin Yan leisurely tapped the agarwood wooden sign, and sat on the first floor of the inn facing a plate of steamed buns.

Wen Han walked up to Lin Yan carefully, touching his nose, and pulled Liu Ren who was a head shorter than him, as if he was forced to stand with his head down.

As soon as he opened his eyes in the early morning and saw the sun was rising, he knew something was wrong. When he looked around and found that he was no longer in Liujialing, if Liu Ren didn't stop him, Wenhan would have hit the wall and killed himself.

Before leaving, Lin Yan's master and his master specially dragged him into the small black room and told him to protect Lin Yan well and not to be negligent.

It has only been a few days since he left Bai Yujing, Lin Yan was poisoned first, and probably experienced something else last night, so he moved the place overnight.

Last night Liu Ren acted like a little grown-up in front of Lin Yan. When he was lying in the same bed with him, maybe he saw his face tender and small, so he never thought that he was actually hundreds of years older than him. As soon as his arms were tied, his eyes were red from crying.

Even though the ghosts in Liujialing had a home, for Liu Ren, it was very difficult to see those close neighbors again in this life. It is normal for such an older child to have mood swings.

Although Liu Ren is more than a hundred years older, Wen Han still dutifully played the role of a close brother, and it took him a long time to put him to sleep, but he was exhausted, and Lin Yan's movements were light, so he didn't wake up last night.

"My lord, I was wrong." Wenhan met Lin Yanyouyou's eyes, and his attitude of admitting his mistake was extremely good.

Liu Ren's eye circles were still swollen, and now he followed Wen Han and said, "I was wrong too."

Lin Yan glanced at the two of them lightly, and finally knocked on the table, "Eat steamed buns."

This steamed bun was sent by the store, and it is a little cold now.Immortals generally do not eat vulgar food, and most of them drink incense as tribute from the world on weekdays.

Wen Han's face was wrinkled, and he was about to pour bitter water, but Lin Yan choked him back: "It's just vegetarian, don't worry."

If the vulgar food is too meaty and greasy, eating too much may damage the cultivation of immortals.

Of course Wenhan knew it was vegetarian, but the problem was that the steamed buns were not only tasteless, but also dry at the moment.

Lin Yan's glazed eyes were stained with a smile, but the hand that passed the steamed bun did not move.

However, Wenhan was finally about to reach out, Liu Renxian asked anxiously, "Can I eat?"

In the end, Lin Yan and Wenhan sat at the Sifang table, watched Liu Ren gobble up a stack of steamed buns, and realized that he was holding the last one, so his speed slowed down just now.

Eat too fast and it will be gone.Liu Ren thought to himself.

However, he soon regretted it.

The steamed bun in his hand was snatched away, and a man with black hair like ink broke into his vision, his whole body was covered with moisture.

"You're back?" Lin Yan propped his chin and glanced at him.

"What steamed buns are you eating? I'll take you there to eat something good," Shi Tianqing pulled Lin Yan's wrist and walked straight outside.

Wen Han hurriedly put it on, he will never be negligent again, and will definitely follow the young master for a moment.

Liu Ren's eyes lingered for a moment between the abandoned steamed bun and Wenhan who rushed out, then resolutely stuffed the steamed bun into his bosom, and rushed out with strides.

Qinshui Pavilion, the most popular restaurant in Nanchen Guodu.

Lin Yan didn't know when Shi Tianqing booked the private room on the second floor in advance, and when he sat down, there were already a variety of dishes on the table.

Wen Han followed behind, and hurriedly asked: "My lord, why do you still let this person follow?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a table of carved cockles and clams fell into his eyes.

Wen Han, who just clamored not to eat vulgar food, sat down without hesitation and swallowed silently.

And Liu Ren silently stuffed the buns deeper into his bosom.

Shi Tianqing's eyes caught everyone's reaction, but he just looked at Lin Yan and smiled: "Do you like it?"

Lin Yan's eyes flicked between the four pairs of white jade chopsticks, and after a moment of deliberation, he said, "It's not bad."

Wen Han forgot what he had just asked Lin Yan, but Shi Tianqing remembered, with a smile on his lips, he said to Wen Han: "Of course it is your son who kindly invites you."

Wen Han stopped nibbling his elbow, almost choking, and asked Lin Yan with his eyes—really?

"Ah."

Wen Han's elbow fell back into the bowl, and he quickly picked it up, carefully choosing to remain silent.

Liu Ren became even more discerning, and kept his head buried in hard work, never raising his head.

"Then I'll go buy some drinks," Shi Tianqing said with a smile in his eyes, and Shi Shi suddenly left, like a peacock spreading its tail.

Lin Yan watched him go downstairs, and took out the piece of agarwood from the palm of his hand. The fragrance that was on Shi Tianqing's clothes last night had just fallen back to the agarwood.

"Where did he go last night?" Lin Yan asked the wooden sign in a low voice.

After a while, three words appeared on the wooden sign - "Huanyin Ridge".

Calmly, he reached out and wiped away the writing on the wooden sign, lost in thought.

Since the Heavenly Emperor founded Baiyujing and brought it back to the Underworld, many demon kings have led the whole clan to submit to the Heavenly Emperor's rule, and the clan kings can also be ranked among the immortals.

And in Huanyin Ridge lives a snake demon king named Rong Ji, who has never surrendered to the sky for thousands of years.

But the strange thing is that the Heavenly Emperor, who wished to conquer all corners of the world, never conquered her, allowing her and the snake clan to break away from the control of the Heavenly Court.

I tried to ask, but the Emperor of Heaven only said, "Let her go."

Just as he was thinking, Shi Tianqing came up with two jars of wine, Lin Yan casually folded the wooden sign into his sleeve, and with a touch of his fingertips, a plate of fresh grapes appeared in front of him. , crystal clear, like jasper.

He picked up one and ate it, and looked at Shi Tianqing regretfully, "You don't like such a good dish?" He said jokingly, "What kind of delicacies do you eat in the sky?"

Shi Tianqing looked at Wen Han who was busy eating, put his fingertips on his chin, and denied himself after a while, "It shouldn't be, I think Wen Han really likes to eat."

When Wen Han was mentioned suddenly, he raised his head eagerly, and looked at Shi Tianqing with sparkling eyes: "The taste of this restaurant is really good, I will definitely bring Master to eat next time."

Lin Yan glanced at him coolly, causing the latter to shut up embarrassingly.

"I see," Shi Tianqing smiled, looking straight at Lin Yan.

Lin Yan felt a little uncomfortable being watched by him, so he glanced at him and said, "Do you want to eat grapes again?"

"Ah Yan," Shi Tianqing ignored his threat and said firmly, "You don't know how to use chopsticks, do you?"

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes suddenly, grapes like emerald beads hit Shi Tianqing's face one by one, the latter's smile deepened, and with a flick of his robe sleeves, all the grapes fell safely into his bowl.

He ate one, smacked his lips, and looked at Lin Yan with a half-smile.

Lin Yan stared at him silently, then held back his breath.

A bustling place like Qinshui Pavilion is the best place to inquire about news. The Peacock Ling and the Water Snake landed here, and no clues have been found yet. If you expose yourself first, it would be bad to startle the snake.

"I'll feed you," Shi Tianqing turned his chopsticks and brought a bamboo shoot to Lin Yan's mouth.

Lin Yan didn't refuse, he opened his mouth to chew for a while, then stretched out his hand to tap on a certain dish with his fingertips, or gave Shi Tianqing a look, and the latter's chopsticks followed him graciously, and he just opened and shut up, feeling very uncomfortable.

Bai Yujing seldom used vulgar food, so Lin Yan never learned how to use chopsticks. He savored the aftertaste between his lips and tongue, thinking that he should learn when he had time.

Or... Lin Yan glanced at Shi Tianqing calmly, thinking about the possibility of taking this man back to Heaven as his subordinate.

"You must be a noble person in Bai Yujing." Shi Tianqing put down his chopsticks and rubbed his sore wrist, "Master, you have a temper."

Lin Yan wiped the corners of his lips with a silk handkerchief, and let out a swaying smile, "Thank you."

"Young Master, I'll serve you too." Shi Tianqing, who was hit by a smile, stopped his complaints and changed his words.