Heavenly Confidential

"Why should you take the child away?! The old Taoists have been busy for a long time?!" Yuanshi Tianzun effectively confirmed his existence with his high-pitched voice. At the same time, the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun He also stared at Songzi Guanyin with sharp sword eyes, which made Songzi Guanyin a lot of pressure. He silently touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and argued in a trembling voice, "This child has removed those impurities in his body. It is equivalent to losing the body, if a child with only a soul does not stay in the soul-gathering jar in Songziju, the result will only be a ghost. This poor monk has already told you all."

"I said it, I said it. Now what we want to say is what if we let you take the child away, and you hold on to it?!" The four characters of 'you can't be trusted' follow the words of the real Yuding Little by little, he occupied all the cheeks of a real person, so Guanyin's weak self-esteem instantly soared, and he shouted loudly, "As long as the real king and the three princesses consummate their marriage, the poor monk will send the child to him immediately! Is this all right?!"

As soon as these words were uttered, the atmosphere immediately changed. For example, Princess Ao San blushed, Zhenjun Erlang's face turned dark, and Guanyin sent his son to cry silently. Master Zhenjun, you just twisted your gloomy face out of the water. , the child will not be born if the house is not consummated...

However, how do you say that, some people are happy and some are sad. This is not the old man in Kunlun happy, consummating the house, so what happened not long ago in 1000? !Isn't that simple? !

"Disciple..." Yuanshi Tianzun looked pitifully at a certain Master Zhenjun.

"Apprentice..." Master Yuding looked pitifully at a certain Master Zhenjun.

"Master nephew..." Kunlun Eleven Immortals looked at a certain Master Zhenjun pityingly.

All in all, 13 old men and 26 eyes stared at Zhenjun Erlang pitifully, which made the corners of Zhenjun Erlang's mouth twitch as expected. How could this be a bit like forced marriage in the mortal world? !

"Disciple, grandson, master is getting old, I don't know how long he can go to see God Fuxi." Lord Tianzun deeply knows that his disciple is famous for being deep, so he forgets the matter of silence Well, "This person likes to be lively when he is old. Elderly people in the world like to have their descendants in groups. In fact, we gods are the same..." When he said this series of words, Lord Tianzun coughed a few times in a very emotional way, This made the corner of Zhenjun Erlang's mouth twitch again, so he spoke bluntly, "Master's words are too early, and with the way of master, Yang Jian believes that it is no problem to live for thousands of years. "

"Bah! Xiao Jian, you are me, the ancestor of the curse master, right?! The old Taoist will live for tens of thousands of years, no, it will be tens of thousands of years!" Lord Tianzun waved his hand, with a look of majesty and arrogance This made the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun pat their heads collectively, Master, why did you fail before you even started? !Lord Tianzun is silent, the old man forgot...

"Apprentice daughter-in-law, this child's life is miserable!" Daoist Yuding, who was too lazy to be entangled with his master, weighed it up and felt that his apprentice was an iceberg, and it would be easier to start with his volcanic daughter-in-law, so he rolled his eyes. Tears came down, which made the group of old urchins in Chanjiao want to applaud collectively, look, this is called acting!

"You were spoiled and spoiled since you were a child. You don't know how small that soul-gathering jar is. My grandson, your son, has been there for more than 1000 years. There is no light. The one I see the most every day is the bodhisattva who locks him up and doesn’t look very good-looking! Disciple and daughter-in-law, don’t you have the heart not to save our good boy from the fire pit?!” Daoist Yuding said While saying that, he gouged his eyes to the corner of his mouth and sent Guanyin twitching non-stop, so the Bodhisattva we have said about suffering obviously felt that there was something wrong with Princess Ao San’s eyes, so he summoned up his courage and said, "Actually, we need to clean up the child's body. The impurities are at least 300 years old, so you don’t need to be in such a hurry!”

"Shut up! Who told you to talk?!" You can imagine the scene of 13 old men glaring at you, and you will understand the sad mood of Songzi Guanyin...

Completely ignoring the nonsense of his ancestors, masters and uncles, Yang Jian walked up to Ao Cunxin and said softly, "Give the child to the Bodhisattva." Ao Cunxin hugged the drowsy baby tightly in his arms, Seeing Ao Cunxin's eyes full of reluctance, Yang Jian stroked Ao Cunxin's back, and coaxed softly, "This is for the sake of the child, and 300 years will soon pass, and the baby will return to us by then." .”

Ao Cunxin looked at Yang Jian's serious expression, lowered her head and kissed the sleeping baby, and finally handed the baby in her arms to Yang Jian.

"Don't worry, the child will come back safe and sound." Yang Jian patted Ao Cunxin on the shoulder again, Ao Cunxin nodded, and finally glanced at the son in Yang Jian's arms, his lips moved, but in the end he just said, "I'll go out first, and I'll teach you about this."

Looking at the back of Ao Cunxin's departure, Yang Jian stabilized his mood and handed the child to Guanyin, "Bodhisattva, I will leave the child to you. Yang Jian hopes to see the dog on time in 300 years."

"The poor monk strictly abides by the decree of the true king. Now that the matter is over, the poor monk will leave first." Before the words fell, the Songzi Guanyin showed the Buddhism's unparalleled escape skills to the audience, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. ...

Outside the house, the moon had already set on the treetops, Ao Cunxin raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, and his heart couldn't help but calm down a lot.Even a dead thing like the moon has its ups and downs, not to mention a god like me who has a life span of hundreds of millions of years? !Joys and sorrows are nothing more than fate.

"Second sister-in-law, are you okay?!" Nezha, who was pushed out of the queue, had already foreseen his own fate, and the second sister-in-law actually stared at the moon in a daze. Isn't that a bit scary? !

"It's okay." Ao Cunxin glanced at Nezha and the group of gods behind him, and smiled slightly, "It's nothing, I just think the moon is actually quite beautiful." As soon as these words came out, the air froze immediately , Nezha's terrified little face clearly expressed such a message, the second sister-in-law must be stimulated!

Looking at Ao Cunxin's back that was drifting away, Xiaoyu reacted immediately, and hurried to find his wise and great uncle!

On the roof, Ao Cunxin rested his chin on his hands and stared at the moon, surprisingly quiet.

"What are you thinking about?" Yang Jian lifted his white robe and sat beside Princess Ao without treating himself as an outsider at all, and said with a slight smile, "It's rare that Princess Ao is so elegant."

"Is the baby gone?" Ao Cunxin lowered her head and scratched her nails and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, the baby will be back soon." Yang Jian pressed Ao Cunxin's head on his shoulder. Ao Cunxin was stunned for a moment and didn't object. After finding a comfortable position, he said, "You Have you figured it out yet?"

"Think of what?"

"Think about who is the baby's mother." Glancing at the moon, Ao Cunxin played with the ends of her hair, "This princess is giving you a chance to choose now, so don't regret it when the time comes. This princess can tell you , At that time, it will be useless even if you see through the moon."

"Yang Jian has never regretted it." Yang Jian naturally put his hand on Princess Ao San's waist, lowered his head and kissed Cun Xin's forehead deeply, "In those 1000 years, we had too many misunderstandings."

"Are you sure it's just a misunderstanding?" Ao Cunxin, who was full of sweetness, spoke unforgivingly, which made Zhenjun Erlang seem to be provocative, so he said in a more provocative tone, "It's not a misunderstanding?! "