Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

As said on the stele, Yingtai Palace is the first fairy gate in the fairy world, if you walk out of Yingtai Palace, you will truly enter the heaven.

Xie Qiushi waved his fan and looked into the distance, only to see the sea of ​​clouds is vast and boundless, stepping on his feet like Feng Xu and the wind, Chao Hua Ye Tan has become a rootless thing, but it is beautiful day and night, Zhilan Du Ruoruo floats among the clouds, but four seasons fragrance.

Head Xie always likes these weird things the most, this time it's like a mouse has entered a rice vat, he can't wait to touch it here and there, but the fairy boy who is following him is in a hurry, and every time he moves the corner of his robe, everyone is scared to death gutted.

"Who is in charge at Nanshen?" Xie Qiushi asked after thinking about it.

Zhuo Quan was stunned: "It's still Zhou Yingshen Zhou Immortal, but what's wrong?"

Xie Qiushi hurriedly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "So it's Xiao Zhou... I forgot."

Zhuoquan Yinghe also smiled apologetically: "The Immortal Lord doesn't stick to trifles, so he should have forgotten."

The corners of Xie Qiushi's mouth froze, and finally he couldn't laugh, and asked after a while: "What did I have with Zhou Yingxin in the past? You help me remember the memories, and I will find him to catch up on the old days."

Zhuoquan's face turned green, and he glanced at Yinghe.

Yinghe's expression was dull, he seemed to have been frightened to death, and he replied dryly like reciting a scripture word by word: "Hui Xianjun, you have treated Immortal Zhou very generously, but you have to compete with him every few days. , trampled him to the ground and used it as a footrest."

Xie Qiushi was tongue-tied, for a moment he didn't know what to say.

After a while, he asked, "Why do I always put my foot on him?"

Zhuoquan winked at the side, and Yinghe chanted to himself: "You said, 'The southern threshold is relatively close to Yingtai Mountain, just go out, don't step on white or step on it.'"

Zhuo Quan had no choice but to compliment him closely: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Xianjun. You used to be wise and martial, and you were exposed to both rain and dew. You definitely didn't treat Zhou Yingshen favorably."

"..." Xie Qiushi said, "So I step on everyone, right?"

Zhuo Quan: "..."

Yinghe: "..."

Xie Qiushi let out a dumbfounding "Hey" and flicked his sleeves, but he didn't burst out, but he didn't want to say a word, and walked quietly like a stuffed chicken to the stone gate of Nanshen.

He wandered around a few steps with a sad face, thought for a while, and then yelled at the door: "Zhou Yingxin!!! Your grandpa, I'm here!!"

The two fairies showed expressions of "it really is so", Xie Qiushi knew that he was acting right, he stroked his temple hair, calmly stood up straight, with his hands behind his back, he twisted the handle of the fan and shook it once and for all.

A flock of sparrows fluttered on the eaves of the south sill, and before the fairy boy who called the door left, a nine-foot-long crimson-robed Martial Immortal rushed out from the door, staring with deep eyes like copper bells, and saw Xie Qiushi. , before the words came out, his face turned blue: "Why is Xie Xianjun back?"

Xie Qiushi didn't answer, he looked at Zhou Yingshen, but felt that he couldn't beat him, so he coughed lightly and said, "Zhou Yingshen, get out of the way, I want to see Yan Xiao."

Zhou Yingxin frowned tightly: "Xianjun, the Emperor of Heaven ordered Yan Xiao to think about his mistakes here, even if you want to let him go..."

He was born tall and mighty, with a square nose and deep eyes. He frowned with the ferocity of a warrior, not to mention the power of a righteous immortal, and his gestures were somewhat intimidating.

Xie Qiushi subconsciously looked at his white palm, left and right still felt that he couldn't beat him, so he could only say: "Who is going to let him go? This immortal Lord will judge him, can't you?"

Zhou Yingxin heaved a sigh of relief, cupped her hands and said politely: "Of course I can. Please, my lord."

After all, he led the way into the southern threshold first.

Standing behind him, Xie Qiushi saw that the tense and bulging muscles under his clothes were a little loose, and thought: "This person is really afraid of me too." So he just hit the snake with the stick, and suddenly the two brothers seemed to hook Zhou Yingshen's body shoulder, smiled and said: "Good brother, how did the Emperor of Heaven punish Yan Xiao? What crime?"

"Your Majesty punished Yan Xiao with a [-]-day confinement, a small punishment and a big punishment." Zhou Yingxin flicked his shoulder, took a deep breath, and then said sternly, "There is no crime, just a few words of reprimand."

Xie Qiushi couldn't help chuckling when he heard this, and asked curiously, "What did you reprimand?"

Zhou Yingshen said as she walked, "Being greedy for fame and profit is a great achievement."

Xie Qiushi felt inconceivable, and asked in surprise, "What fame and fortune? What merit?"

Zhou Yingxin didn't seem to want to say any more, she just said: "Your boy knows better than me."

Xie Qiushi immediately looked at Zhuoquan.

"Immortal Monarch." Zhuo Quan hurriedly said, "After your calamity in the Lower Realm, there was a vacancy for the Immortal Monarch of Taoyuan, so the Heavenly Emperor ordered Yan Xiao to take care of the affairs temporarily and manage the human world on your behalf."

Xie Qiushi smiled and said, "Why, is he lazy?"

"It's not just laziness!" Zhuoquan said angrily, "He dared to assume the identity of the fairy lord 'Taoyuan Lord' and receive incense and worship in the world. If sister Zhumei hadn't exposed him this time, he wouldn't know how to hide it. When will it be!"

"If I remember correctly," Xie Qiushi pretended to be deliberate, "he is clearly known as Wuling in the world."

"Wuling is Taoyuan, and Taoyuan is Wuling." Zhuoquan said anxiously, "He is not an immortal, how can he afford the honorary title of an immortal? He just changed his name secretly to confuse ordinary people's eyes and ears - if an immortal looks carefully , you will know that the statue of Zhuguan god enshrined in the mortal shrine is still painted in your image!"

Xie Qiushi was dumbfounded. After thinking about it, Yan Chicheng had seldom put on a crown for many years. The red crown was more often just lying on the small pear wood table beside his bed, wiped and played with it like a collection.

"Since that's the case, why is the punishment so light?" He murmured coquettishly, "You lied to me, the Emperor of Heaven, and the people of the world. You should be pressed hard on the ground and hit three hundred times with the board!"

Zhuo Quan repeatedly echoed, and Ying He also nodded slowly, but Zhou Yingxin frowned, paused in her footsteps, and stopped in front of a narrow stone gate: "Xianjun, Yan Xiao is inside."

Xie Qiushi hadn't recovered yet, he just said "um" and didn't open the door.

Zhou Yingxin said, "But do you want to inform me first?"

Xie Qiushi said "uh" again, a question suddenly popped up in his mind, but before he had time to ask, Zhou Yingxin pushed the stone door open.

A faint smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of plants and trees rushed towards his face. Xie Qiushi only felt that this fragrance was very familiar, as if he had been with him for not just a few years, but for decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years .

Walking into the door, the first thing you see is not the figure sitting facing the wall, the scattered instruments of torture on the ground, or the traces of blood stains, but the snow-white ice jade facing the stone gate, which still exudes a faint fragrance. Cold white walls.

"Yan Xiao." Zhou Yingxin said in a deep voice, "The Immortal Lord wants to interrogate you personally."

Xie Qiushi's breath was stagnant, and he felt that he was not only being interrogated, but also worried.

The sound of instigating the cloth was heard, and the dark figure turned out from the shadows. It really was a face and expression that was so familiar that it could no longer be familiar.

Xie Qiushi whispered to himself, "...Yan Chicheng."

The author says:

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