New Era Big Demon Game Rules

Before, Mu Shen was worried that it might be difficult to house them in this shabby thatched hut, but when he stepped into the door, he realized that he was thinking too much.

"I didn't expect that under the low thatched eaves there would be a hole in the sky." Mu Shen looked at the clearly spacious and elegant interior in front of him, how could he not understand that the thatched cottage was just an illusion, and couldn't help laughing at himself whether it was a sex appeal or not faint?

Changqin invited a few people to sit down, then ordered the little boy to bring teacups, and personally made tea for the few people, his hands kept moving, and he continued with a smile when he heard the words: "Thatched eaves and tall pavilions are nothing but foreign objects, Why stick to this? You see, the quietness of the bamboo forest should be matched with thatched eaves, but the bed and mats are naturally required for living, sitting and sleeping, so how can there be any conflict between the two?"

While talking, he handed out the brewed tea cup: "Guys, please, I have a rare guest here, and I have no preparations. I only have the newly produced rough tea from Mt. Yushan. I hope I can still drink it."

Mu Shen took it, and couldn't help shaking his head and teasing: "Changqin might as well say that he is in a high bed, and the so-called elegant layman is just pretending to look good."

Changqin smiled instead of being annoyed: "What's the fun of sitting in one place all day long? If you come back in a few days, maybe you will see the old man and the fisherman."

Mu Shen lightly sipped the tea soup in his cup, and sighed: "This bamboo forest is fake, and the thatched hut is fake, but the prince Changqin who is as precious as jade is real, and the fake becomes real. But if you say it's crude tea, I'm afraid it's also fake."

Changqin smiled lowly: "Yun Sheng understands me, it should be clear to me."

Mu Shen shook the cup in his hand, indicating that there was tea but no wine.

Changqin blinked: "Why is Yun Sheng so obsessed with these?"

After saying that, the two looked at each other and toasted to each other.

Seeing the two people talking and laughing at Yan Yan, Lan Jiu couldn't help interjecting coolly: "I've only heard of 'commercial mutual blowing' before, but today I saw the prince Changqin and Yun Sheng, so I understand the true meaning."

Mu Shen Changqin and Qi Qilang laughed, and Changqin waved his hand: "Master Lanjiu is right. It is Qin's impolite to only care about making friends and not ask who is here. I don't know why they are here?"

Lan Jiu didn't want to hear that the two of you are coming and I'm going to the mountains and rivers, so she took the lead and said: "As entrusted by others, I want to invite the prince to play the piano."

Changqin also seemed to have expected it: "Imperial bird?"

Seeing Lan Jiu nodding, Changqin put his forehead on his head and smiled lowly: "I also thought that he has changed his personality. He hasn't been posing outside Buzhou Mountain for a long time. So he went to rescue soldiers."

Lan Jiu couldn't agree more with the description of "scratching one's head and making a pose", and for a while Changqin was more pleasing to the eye: "It's not really a rescue, but it's just for the sake of the information he provided, and we were going to come too. .”

Chang Qin signaled to Lan Jiu to speak.

"Do you know the whereabouts of Gong Gong?"

Changqin was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "Lord Water God died with my father a long time ago, and returned to heaven and earth with Buzhou Mountain, so where did he go?"

Mu Shen wanted to find out about the Battle of Buzhou Mountain from the mouth of the Changqin, but he seemed a little depressed, and it was difficult to open his mouth.

"Thank you for letting me know." Lan Jiu nodded, and after thinking about it, she said, "That silly Phoenix asked me to tell you 'the old covenant is over, it's time to come out'."

Changqin thought for a while, sighed for a while: "He is right, I have kept my father's entrustment for 3000 years, and now my father's last wish has been fulfilled, but I have not left for a long time, stubbornly trapping myself in this inch. Xu Tiandi, it's just that he is unwilling and still dare not face the reality outside. If Zhoushan will never change, I will just think that this world will never change. This is really a cowardly act, maybe it's time to leave."

Speaking of this, the conversation changed, "Out of this Buzhou Mountain, the old things will be abandoned, but before that, Changqin still has something to do, I hope some of you can help me."

[Main task: Changqin's wish, do you accept it? 】

The system's reminder sounded on time, Lan Jiu listened to the reminder, and wanted to roll his eyes very much. He almost suspected that these guys involved in the past were deliberately manipulating them.

Mu Shen didn't care about these hints, seeing that Lan Jiu didn't say a word, he said generously: "Changqin just say it."

Changqin smiled slightly, rubbing her fingers against the edge of the cup, as if sorting out her words: "This may be a long story, and it needs to be told many years ago."

Mu Shen: "All ears."

Changqin sighed, and said eloquently: "It is widely rumored in the world that Changqin, the crown prince of Mt. There must be someone in the world who knows me."

"Later I waited, and that was the only close friend I had before."

"She said that she had heard the name of 'God of Music' and was happy to see Lie Xinxi. She couldn't help but come to the door to learn from Lishan. It may be a sympathy for each other. Whether it is for me or for her, they can understand each other's rhythm. There were too few people, and later she often came to see me, and we gradually became friends."

When Lan Jiu heard this, she felt that this might be a touching love story. She thought that Silly Fenghuang, who was tone-deaf, could only scratch his head and dance some kind of phoenix dance, was really inferior to this unique soul confidant, probably cooler.

"Later, our relationship became more and more harmonious. One day she told me that she had someone she liked," Changqin continued, "I am very happy for her."

Lan Jiu: "..."

"Two years later, she was with the person she liked." Changqin didn't elaborate on the story in the middle, "That is a cold person with superb sword skills. He loves spreading rumors so much, I know from the way he looks at his friends that they will be the envied god couple..."

Having said this, he stopped.

Mu Shen guessed that this might not be a good story, so he asked, "And then."

"There is no more." Changqin shook her head and said bitterly, "The Great Desolation is ruined."

Mu Shen was speechless.

"I didn't know what happened at the time, but one day, a good friend came to me alone. She looked sad and determined. She didn't want to say anything, but said she wanted to play a song with me."

"The last song was not finished either."

"I don't know why she suddenly changed her mind. She told me a lot, telling the stories of the two of them. In the end, she said that if something big happens one day and they are separated, I hope there will be people in this world who will remember that they are in love. "

"She seems to have made up her mind. Please tell me that if both of them die, you have to ask me to bury them together. If she survives, she doesn't know what will happen. It's just..."

Changqin closed her eyes, as if she couldn't bear to continue talking: "It's just that I'm afraid we won't be able to be together anymore, and please ask me to find a way to let her see him again. I was only puzzled at the time, but she didn't let me ask anything. Now that I think about it, She knows something, she may have expected today."

In fact, Mu Shen doesn't understand these love stories very well, not to mention that Changqin's words are vague, not like wanting to tell them, but more like remembering, it is really difficult to teach people to empathize, but seeing Changqin like this and thinking of the tragedy of the prehistoric ruins, Can not help but have some sympathetic sighs.

"Who is that person?" Lan Jiu's voice was a little deep, and Mu Shen looked at him in surprise, he had an intuition that Lan Jiu had guessed something.

"Hongluan." Changqin closed her eyes and adjusted her emotions: "My good friend Hongluan, her lover is Ziwei. I can feel their aura on you."

Mu Shen was shocked: "Master?"

Changqin was taken aback, tilted her head to look at Mu Shen carefully, and tried to joke slightly: "So, Yun Sheng and I are considered to have been friends for a long time?"

Mu Shen suppressed his surprise, and replied indifferently: "It's true that I have missed the year, but I still have a long time."

Changqin supported his forehead: "In this way, it must be attributed to the fact that I climbed up to the Red Luan Xingjun back then."

Mu Shen still found it incredible, and he also never thought that the little girl lying on the eaves basking in the sun on the Red Luan Star would be the protagonist in such a romantic story. He shook his head and said, "I really didn't expect that."

Changqin sighed: "Who would have thought that? It is said that Xingjun is immortal with the stars. I originally thought that they would stay together until the day when the heavens and the earth died."

Lan Jiu, who had been drinking tea and being a quiet spectator, suddenly interjected, "How do you know that this world has never died down once?"

Changqin was stunned, she couldn't believe it, and felt that this might be the only explanation, nana I couldn't say it.

Hearing the meaning of Lan Jiu's words, Mu Shen felt chills down his spine, turned his head to look at Lan Jiu, but saw Lan Jiu's index finger touching his lips and shaking his head, as if pointing upwards, keeping secrets.

What happened that year?Why did Xingjun, who was supposed to live the same life as heaven and earth, now look like a young child? What does Lan Jiu know, why can't she talk to others? ?Or, to avoid what?

Mu Shen could only feel a thousand thoughts flashing through his mind, but he couldn't grasp anything. His impression of the events of that year was nothing more than the muffled thunder that exploded in the clear sky of Duguang, and the sudden burst of "fear". It's nothing more than one orifice and the lingering pain of breaking a body for tens of thousands of years.

The human heart has seven orifices, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, and evil desires, and is born with a spirit.Grasses and trees are naturally able to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and taking such a big advantage, it is naturally much more difficult to become a demon with wisdom.

One opening enlightens wisdom, three openings become demons, and seven openings achieve great success. Jianmu, who opened two openings back then, was able to escape death by opening one opening by chance. This is why he has thought about the day that the earth collapsed and the previous memories countless times. Over and over again, but there is no trace.

Changqin digested the horrifying news first, and said with a long breath: "The deceased is gone, Changqin is just a music god, and he was not qualified to know what happened back then, and now it is beyond his control to pursue it now." , all I can think of is to fulfill the wish of my old friend, and it is worthy of my entrustment."

When Mu Shen came back to his senses, he didn't care about Changqin's mood anymore, and asked seriously: "Changqin, do you know why the god of fire and the god of water suddenly had a decisive battle back then?"

He always felt that everything before was strange, especially the battle of Buzhou Mountain.

Changqin's expression remained unchanged, as if she expected that Mu Shen would ask: "Actually, the decisive battle happened very suddenly. But if we want to explain the whole story, we may have to start with the Battle of Buzhou Mountain many years ago."

"My father once told me that a long time ago, he and Lord Water God were also good friends. They grew up together since childhood. Although fire and water are incompatible, the friendship between the two of them is not an exaggeration to say that they are as close as brothers."

"Until that year, the war between His Majesty the Yellow Emperor and Lord Chi You began."

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Hongluan: Didn't expect that!