Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

The movement outside the temple stopped, Song Yan slowly opened his eyes, he pulled Mu Xiu's hand around his waist, and lightly kissed Mu Xiu's lips, "I'll go get some dew, you continue to sleep ,good."

"En," Mu Xiu vaguely replied, but put his arms around Song Yan's waist again.

Song Yan continued to kiss Mu Xiu on the cheek, then pulled Mu Xiu's hand away, got up and got dressed, and took a small jar outside to catch the dew.

He pays more and more attention to Muxiu's food and use. It is not enough to boil the water for making honey only with river water. It is better to use such clean water without roots.

Song Yan went out of the Minghua House and found that the Minghua had bloomed all over the land around the ruined temple last night without him and Mu Xiu noticing it. This area seemed to have really become a pure land on the outskirts of the city.

Among the red and white underworld flowers, there are countless attracted underworld butterflies flying around. Obviously, the underworld flowers that Song Yan gave birth to in this form are also favored by these underworld butterflies.

"You want to help me?"

Song Yan looked at Ming Die, who was flying hard on the back of his finger, and thought for a moment, before he nodded, "Okay."

These ghost butterflies help him collect dew, and the ghost flowers in the temple are also for them to live in.

Then Song Yan took a small jar and put it in the center of the flower bushes. These ghost butterflies grabbed the dew to the edge of the jar, and the accumulation was much faster than Song Yan's own. Before the dew was dispersed, the small jar It's almost full.

Song Yan picked up the altar and sealed it with the talisman paper sent by the old man Song. He walked outside the ruined temple, and the people who came to rebuild the ruined temple had already arrived.

They also showed a little surprise at the scene of countless flowers blooming in the ruined temple overnight, but they quickly returned to calm.The people living in Twilight City are very calm, and they won't be surprised for long.

For five days, these people traveled between the city and the ruined temple. Side halls were built on both sides of the main hall. One was used as a kitchen and living room, and the other was used as a study room, although there are currently no books in it.

But this is what Mu Xiu said when planning, and it was specially built for Song Yan, who loves reading in his family.

A small pond was also dug in the front yard, and the water was specially diverted from the Heishui River, and then a secret passage was dug out to form running water.

Song Yan caught a few black fishes into the pond, and sprinkled a few lotus seeds. He thought that the lotus would not grow, but within two days, branches and leaves emerged from the water, and they were not that emerald green, but Dark dark green.

The wooden sign that Mu Xiu received from the old man was also hung outside the gate of the ruined temple. With the word "Mu", the human and ghost forces in Twilight City will be taken over by Mu Xiu and Song Yan. The ruined temple is called "Mufu".

"Mr. Mu, my lord invites you to get together with Lord Song tomorrow at the mansion."

A male ghost in old clothes presented a black paper post with both hands to Mu Xiu and Song Yan who were fishing by the small pond.

Then he didn't wait for Mu Xiu or Song Yan to come and pick it up in person, a few Hades butterflies stuck to the post at each corner and delivered it to Song Yan.

Song Yan opened it and took a look, and then met the male ghost's eyes.

"Tell Qiu Wei that Mo Xiu and I will be on time for the appointment."

"Yes," the male ghost bowed his head, not daring to peek, he bowed and retreated all the way from the outer courtyard of the Mu Mansion to the door, before quickly drifting towards the west city of Twilight City.

Song Yan glanced at the door that was slowly closing. He turned slightly sideways and pinched Mu Xiu's earlobe, and whispered, "Don't go shopping with Aunt Hong again."

The communication between Mu Xiu and Ming Die is purely based on ideas. Before he knew it, Mu Xiu placed orders with Hong Gu every day, which caused them to unpack packages every day when they were free. This place seemed to be another one of them. home.

"Okay, if you don't buy it, you don't buy it," Mu Xiu reluctantly nodded.

The fact is that he has almost bought what he can buy, and there are still a few big items that will arrive in a few days, and it is impossible for him to ask Honggu to return the ones he has already bought.

Song Yan Gu Muxiu felt extremely helpless at his reluctance. After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and relaxed his request, "No more than one item per day, and it's the same when you go home..."

"Well, Yan Yan is so kind," Mu Xiu gave Song Yan a big smile the moment he heard the words, he embraced people, kissed Song Yan's brow and cheek again, and confessed in a low voice, "I like Yan Yan the most. Yan Yan..."

Seeing the smile on Mu Xiu's face, Song Yan sighed softly for himself.

It is probably very difficult for him not to spoil Mu Xiu.

Enough intimacy, it's time to talk about something serious.

Song Yan leaned on Mu Xiu's shoulder, stroking the banquet invitation card of Qiu Wei, the boss of Twilight City, and asked, "How much do you know about Qiu Wei?"

Mu Xiu turned his head and kissed Song Yan's hair, and he told Song Yan quite frankly, "Before I came to Twilight City, I had never heard of the ghost king Qiuwei, but it does not rule out that he has other names in the outside world. "

"Well," Song Yan nodded lightly, and he didn't think of the information about "Ghost King Qiuwei" in the files of the dark alliance in the past.

"I'll know his purpose when we meet tomorrow." Mu Xiu put down the fishing rod that couldn't catch black fish for a long time, and wrapped his arms around Song Yan, he pondered, "But we can ask him about what we're looking for. people."

For the past few days, Song Yan and Mu Xiu have been living in the dilapidated temple, not all of them are remodeling the house and supervising the construction.

They looked for Honggu and the old man to find someone, but the results were not satisfactory. None of the ghosts and people they knew matched the description given to them by the ghost in white.

By the way, Song Yan also confirmed that the two old ghosts who lived with him didn't move to the ruined temple, but really dissipated, and it was the second day after he left Twilight City.

They disappeared for too long, so Song Yan couldn't find any traces of them in the ruined temple.

In this way, Song Yan's other important goal of returning to Twilight City seems to be difficult to achieve.

"Do you still have any memory of the person who taught Yan Yan to catch fish?"

Mu Xiu is very concerned about Song Yan's affairs, but this Muxiao City is not his Nine Cities, and various forces are beyond expectation. There is no record there.

It seems that Song Yan appeared out of nowhere in the ruined temple outside the city of Twilight, and was raised by two old ghosts. Once Song Yan left, their mission was fulfilled and they disappeared immediately.

But what is certain is that those two old ghosts were not written by Mrs. Xu.

Hearing this, Song Yan closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing. He meditated hard, and after a long time, several images flashed blurry and quickly in his mind.

"The cave, the singing... the white hair, the man..."

Song Yan opened his eyes, and he remembered the key information. He was looking for food in the woods behind the ruined temple, and was attracted by the singing to a cave. Someone was injured inside. He helped him and insisted on delivering food for two days.

After the man recovered, he taught Song Yan to catch fish, and then left alone. After that, Song Yan never saw that man again until Song Yan left Twilight City.

"...he went to the wasteland, he said he had something to do..."

Song Yan turned his head to look at the hill next to the ruined temple. Beyond this forest is a boundless wasteland, where not a single grass grows, and there are all kinds of evil spirits and monsters haunting it. Once you walk in, it is almost impossible to come back.

"Tell me about Yan Yan's appearance carefully..." Mu Xiu frowned and asked in a low voice.

Song Yan and Mu Xiu talked about the man's appearance in detail. Although he had white hair, he was not old.

"...By the way, there is a burn on his wrist, which looks like it was left a long time ago."

"His name is Li Shulin... the former leader of the secret alliance," Mu Xiu basically confirmed the identity of that person.

He was the one among the three lords appointed by Mu Xiu himself, the one who refused to leave, but Mu Xiu didn't expect that he came to Mu Xiaocheng.

"What must be done... That kid has always been bitter and bitter. He and I agreed to be the leader of the alliance for 20 years in exchange for a copy of the forbidden art. I agreed. He really ran away after 20 years..."

Of course, at that time, Mo Xiu was not interested in the leader of the dark alliance he appointed, so he left the matter to him, and he was more sleeping and wandering in the ghost market.

Song Yan tilted his head to look at Mu Xiu, he really didn't know that he and the members of the Dark Alliance had a relationship so early.

"Will he come back?"

Song Yan asked softly, not daring to have too much hope in his heart.

"Perhaps, he has a good talent, and he has a strong life-saving ability in choosing forbidden techniques."

Mu Xiu rubbed Song Yan's hair, then kissed Song Yan's forehead again, "It's the book that Yan Yan can't learn."

Speaking of this, Mu Xiu couldn't help but smile. Song Yan is unmatched in learning ability. The more he learns various spells, the faster he can learn. Two or 30 years of work by the geniuses of the family.

Not to mention that people like Tan Guang were frightened, even Mu Xiu was amazed by Song Yan.

But Song Yan, who was so talented, was blocked by a complete forbidden art.

There are a total of seven books of forbidden art in their family, only three of which are complete, and the rest are either missing the first chapter or the second chapter, or missing the auxiliary matching printing method, and their power is greatly reduced.

Most of the other families of sorcerers are also like this, and they rarely have a complete set of forbidden techniques, which makes the three books in Muxiu's family particularly precious.

Song Yan mastered the incomplete forbidden technique "Rain Praying Technique" the fastest. With the sacrificial dance he learned from Huang Po, he can occasionally drizzle, which is much better than Mu Xiu who can only make clouds.

"Confused God Art" is one of the three complete forbidden arts, and it is also the first complete forbidden art learned by Song Yan. Not to mention completely mastered, but judging from Song Yan's increasingly powerful soul power, he has a great understanding of "Confused" Mu Xiu's understanding of "Divine Art" may not be comparable.

In addition, in the Incomplete Forbidden Technique, there are also the Buddhist "Crossing the Dead", the Taoist "Sword Talisman", and the "Soul Song" that Mu Xiu accidentally obtained, all of which Song Yan can master to a certain extent.

The other two complete forbidden arts are "Banning" handed down by Mu's family, and "Ancient Curse" which once brought disaster to Mu's family.

The learning of "Forbidden" needs to increase with the growth of spiritual power, step by step, Song Yan has the assistance of a different color ghost pupil, and the progress is amazing.

But only this "Ancient Curse", Song Yan couldn't get started anyway, he could understand every word, but the effect it produced was completely different from what was said in the forbidden book.

"Yan Yan's physique is not suitable for cultivating it," Mu Xiu kissed Song Yan's forehead again, which he only recently confirmed. Song Yan's physique is very similar to his, but still different.

He was sealed when he was born, and the yang and yin qi in his body were kept in a balanced state by the ancient method, but Song Yan was not. Ghosts live together.

The Yin spirit energy in Song Yan's body was so strong that even Mu Xiu often felt it was amazing. After he started to learn the technique and seal method, these pent-up Yin spirit energy was continuously and frequently sorted out. Not only was Song Yan stronger, but his body was also stronger than It was much better before.

Song Yan's physique is not enough to describe it with the extremely yin body, it is even more rare than the extremely yin body.But there are gains and losses, the yin energy is too heavy, and Song Yan can't learn such a forbidden technique that uses yang energy as the medium of "Ancient Mantra".

"Well," Song Yan nodded lightly, but he didn't feel particularly regretful, it's just that Mu Xiu said so, he had more hope for Li Shulin's return from the wasteland.

At 10 o'clock in the morning on the day of the appointment, Song Yan and Mu Xiu appeared in front of the Qiu Palace in Xicheng on time.

"Mr. Mu and Master Song are here. My adults have been waiting for you for a long time, please."

The male ghost who delivered the invitation yesterday received Song Yan and Mu Xiu. He bowed slightly, and a skeleton cart stopped by the door. He led Song Yan and Mu Xiu into the car.

It was the first time for Song Yan and Mu Xiu to see this bone chariot. It was similar to a carriage, but the pullers were not live horses, but more than a dozen ghosts whose shapes could not be seen clearly. They drove the bone chariot. Can move instead of walking.

It took three to ten minutes to arrive at the palace where the ghost king Qiuwei entertained guests from the gate of the Qiuwang Palace, which shows how big the Qiuwang Palace is.

These ghost kings were imprisoned in Twilight City waiting to dissipate, but not all of them were content with their fate. This extremely prosperous West City was their carnival before they dissipated.

The strong are respected, and the ghost king is qualified to enslave both fierce ghosts and ordinary ghosts.

After getting off the bone cart, two beautiful female ghosts led the way. The door of the temple opened slowly, and there was the sound of singing, dancing and string music, and the sound of men and women playing and laughing.

According to the rumors, Qiuwei, the number one ghost king of Twilight City, is hugging several female ghosts in disheveled clothes at the moment, looking for fun, and the scene is quite glamorous.

Mu Xiu's eyes swept across Qiu Wei's face, and he dragged Song Yan to continue walking in, and then they chose a seat and sat down.

"Is this edible?"

Mu Xiu pointed to something that looked like wine on the table, and turned his head to ask Song Yan.

"No."

Song Yan shook his head, Mu Xiu withdrew his hand, and stretched it into Song Yan's palm for him to hold.

They were talking in a low voice, waiting for the ghost king Qiuwei over there to finish, turning a blind eye to the glamorous scene in front of them, even Song Yan thought this ghost king Qiuwei was quite boring.

Another half an hour later, Mu Xiu turned his eyes and frowned, his voice was low but spread throughout the hall, "Wei Si! It's almost done..."

If it continues, it will be a waste of his and Song Yan's time.

The ghost king Qiuwei picked up his trousers and waved his hands at the female ghosts, and they all bowed and left.

Qiu Wei drank a jug of wine fiercely, then swayed his body, paced in front of Song Yan and Mu Xiu, before he could speak, Mu Xiu disgusted him again.

"Put on your clothes, have hot eyes... Yan Yan don't look at him, just look at me."

Mu Xiu lifted Song Yan's chin to his direction, his tone was disgusted, and his expression was aggrieved, as if he was really annoyed by Qiu Wei's sharp eyes.

"Yeah." Song Yan nodded cooperatively, then rubbed Mu Xiu's hand as a comfort.But he could see that Mu Xiu had crossed paths with this ghost king Qiuwei, but the ghost king Qiuwei used to have another name.

"Hey! Mu Xiu, that's too much!"

Ghost King Qiuwei gritted his teeth secretly, he looked at Song Yan, smiled sinisterly, and couldn't help but began to explode Mu Xiu's rumors.

"Who was drinking and having fun with me in Wanguilou back then, and didn't come back for several months? Why, are you a vegetarian now?"

The gloomy color in Mu Xiu's eyes flashed past, he turned his head to look at Qiu Wei, who was still bare-chested, with the corners of his mouth curled up, half a smile, "I never ate meat in Wangui Tower, you talk nonsense try."

Saying his words in front of Song Yan definitely touched Mu Xiu's backlash. The importance of Song Yan to him was beyond Qiu Wei's comprehension.

"Hmph," the ghost king Qiuwei snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to continue talking.

He turned around and put on a pair of dark purple clothes immediately. He walked back to the main seat and sat down, his expression became more serious.

"Why did you come to this ghost place?"

"I'm about to ask you this. After disappearing for more than 100 years, you came here to act like a boss?" I'm ashamed to show off to him...

Mu Xiu continued to sneer, the anger at Qiu Wei for speaking ill of him in front of Song Yan would not go away in a short time.

Qiu Wei was obviously hurt by the poke on his foot, and he bared his teeth for a while, then slapped his hand on the armrest, unable to hide his anger, "I've been cheated! I can't get in and out of this damn place, I was cheated!"

"What about you? Come here to retire?" Qiuwei knew clearly about the ruined temple, and Mu Xiu followed Song Yan to live a life of growing flowers and fishing, not at all like the Mu Xiu he had known before.