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"Guests take it easy." The waiter at the post station quickly finished serving the food, bowed enthusiastically towards them and backed away.

Pu Xinjiu took off his mask, and his face was paler than normal because he hadn't seen the sun all year round: "Yes, ten years, what did Xiao Yin read to me last time? Oh, ten years, life and death are boundless!"

Knocking on the table with chopsticks, Xie Yan glared at him angrily: "What is life and death? Eat!"

Xie Yan promised Jian Suyu to go back to Lingshan with him, and Jian Suyu also agreed to help solve the incident, so they are now on their way to Zixiao Mountain in the north.And because Lan Yin wanted to follow Jian Suyu back to Xuanyin, the helpless Pu Xinjiu had no choice but to follow.It is very rare that the two Buddhas who are incompatible with good and evil did not fight halfway.

"Why are there radishes?" Xie Yan shook his chopsticks in disgust, and said in a low voice, "The taste of radishes is too strong..."

"Come on, you. There's not even tea in this small inn. What are you expecting, Mr. Xie?" Pu Xinjiu teased, and took the lead in picking up a piece of braised radish and throwing it into his mouth, "The taste is not bad. Home style."

"I never liked it since I was a child." Xie Yan waved his hand and explained, "When I was a child, I got rashes on my body because I ate undercooked radishes, and I stopped eating them afterwards."

Jian Suyu raised her eyes silently when she heard the words, then picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece.

Xie Yan couldn't stop it in time, seeing that he had already swallowed it, he couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, thinking that he couldn't eat the meal anymore, so he sighed: "It's been years without food, why bother?"

It's true that Xie Yan doesn't like carrots.

He once said that he was willing to eat carrots for a lifetime for one person, and he was serious.

Naturally, only the two of them understand the profound meaning here.

Jian Suyu suddenly put down her chopsticks and stared at Xie Yan without blinking.

Pu Xinjiu originally wanted to say that he didn't eat this or that often, but when he saw the undercurrent between the two, he obediently shut up.In the eerie silence, he suddenly felt that his cuffs were tightened, and when he turned around, he saw his little devil's flattering smile.

"My lord, herbal tea." Mindless put a bowl of Shunlai's herbal tea in front of him, holding the lotus leaf on her head.

Brainless is Pu Xinjiu's little devil, always in a daze, always accidentally breaks his neck every now and then, and then looks for his head everywhere.Later, Pu Xinjiu gave him a name - Brainless.

"It's noon, what are you running out for?" Pu Xinjiu couldn't help but lower his face and scold him lightly, wanting to reach out and touch his head.Unexpectedly, he accidentally rubbed the kid's neck with a little force, so he sighed, picked up his head from the ground, and put it on it.

"I saw that there were free herbal tea and white porridge over there, so I pretended to ask for a bowl quietly." Mindless took a peek at Pu Xinjiu, and quickly added, "The boy was serving porridge and tea on the side of the road, the only request is Just to burn incense and light a lamp for his brother. I, I can’t write—he asked me to take the adults there.”

"My handwriting is very good, let's go, let's go and have a look." Xie Yan felt that there was no end to staring like Jian Suyu, so he smiled again and looked at the timid little ghost who was grabbing the corner of Pu Xin's wine clothes ,road.

Jian Suyu withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "I'll go and see Lan Yin, he's still sleeping soundly in the room."

The porridge stalls near the roadside official road were crowded with people, and passers-by who heard that there were people offering porridge and tea here all came and formed a long queue.

Surrounded by everyone, the handsome young man smiled with dimples on his face, full of vigor and vitality.He is distributing bowls of herbal tea to everyone in order: "Everyone, don't squeeze... Slow down, everyone has a share-if everyone is not in a hurry, can you help my brother put a long light on? If you are in a hurry, go to The incense stick will be fine."

Next to the free porridge and water stand is a small case, which is complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstone except for a memorial tablet. Several passers-by are squatting on the ground after drinking herbal tea, writing something on the long-burning lamp with a pen.Above the river next to the post station, there are already many scattered ever-burning lights floating around.

"It turns out that he is a disciple of Tiandu Yunhai." Xie Yan looked at the bright dark purple robe on the young man's body, and whispered in Pu Xinjiu's ear sideways.

"The grown-ups in Tiandu Yunhai are really bodhisattva-hearted!" Someone sighed, and the voices of catering came and went.

Pu Xinjiu, who was wearing the Asura ghost mask, lowered his voice, and nodded in agreement: "Recently, they have been helping some common people in the vicinity intermittently, and I have heard of it."

At this time, they tugged on their sleeves like a mindless urging, and pulled him to the front of the queue.

Lighting a stick of incense casually, Xie Yan was about to pay his respects when he glanced at the words on the memorial tablet out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes a few times, almost laughing out loud.He pulled the corner of Lapu Xinjiu's clothes, gossiped: "Ha, how does it feel to burn incense on your spiritual seat?"

Almost everyone in Tiandu Yunhai thought Pu Xinjiu was dead.Later, people in the world only thought that the King of Ghosts who commanded all the ghosts acted fiercely and frightened people, but no one remembered Pu Xinjiu anymore.

"It's very weird." Pu Xinjiu said frankly.

"What does this young man have to do with you? I set up a memorial tablet for you and lit the ever-burning lantern to pray for the afterlife?" Xie Yan looked carefully at the busy figure of the teenager. According to his age, could it be Liu Minghong's son?It doesn't seem like it...

"Where did I come from in the afterlife?" Pu Xinjiu shrugged and said in a low voice, "He looks a little familiar. But the disciples of Tiandu Yunhai are not all like that, and they look the same from a distance."

It's great that there are still people remembering after death.People like them who are outside of reincarnation, when they die, they disappear and there is no next life.Xie Yan has experienced the death of all his relatives, and he himself is like the last person at a banquet that will eventually end in the river of life, dying alone, and no one will remember it.

"I'll go and find out for you." Xie Yan greeted him excitedly.

As soon as Liu Fengjiu, who was busy going around, raised his head, he saw a handsome man with a smile standing beside him at some point, his amorous peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, which made him blushed and looked a few more times.

"Brother Pu, is this year Gui Geng?" Xie Yan hooked the boy's neck familiarly, smiling like a spring breeze.

"Ah? My surname is not Pu - I am the youngest child in the family, so they are all called Ah Jiu. Later, the head of the family gave me the name Liu Fengjiu." Liu Fengjiu waved his hands and explained repeatedly.

This young man is too naive, he just tried it out, and he explained everything.Liu Fengjiu?This name... Liu Gudeng so carelessly would take the name of such Xiaojiabiyu?Xie Yan felt a little strange: "Is your head doing well? Or is it that straightforward temper?"

Hearing his kind words, Liu Fengjiu thought that the man in front of him might have some friendship with the head of his family, so he replied softly: "Master takes care of all kinds of situations every day, and he always thinks twice before acting, and there are very few moments when he goes straight and doesn't care about trivial matters."

When Xie Yan heard this, he thought that he was right. Now that he is the head of the sect, he is in charge of all the big and small matters of a sect. It is estimated that Liu Gudeng has become more stable--and accepted such a well-behaved apprentice in front of him.But at this moment Pu Xinjiu gave him a strange look. Xie Yan thought he thought he was gossiping, so he narrowed his eyes, smiled, and asked casually: "Then why are you praying for that Pu Xinjiu here? Remember...you called him your brother earlier?"

"Ah...he once saved my life. Later, when I entered the sea of ​​clouds in Tiandu, I heard that he had passed away for a long time." Liu Fengjiu sighed, "It seems that he died in the epidemic in my hometown. I know—I was determined to let him leave with us at the beginning..."

Pu Xinjiu, who was still complaining secretly in his heart, seemed to always be merciful to young people, such as Lan Yin, such as the one in front of him, but when he suddenly heard him mention the word "epidemic disease", Xie Yan had a flash of inspiration: "You are the one who has not passed the ages. Survivors of the invaded city?"

"Yes, seniors also know about Sanjiang City?" Liu Fengjiu nodded and continued, "At that time, the epidemic was rampant, and there were trivial matters at home. When I was young, I was almost injured by a big lantern that fell from the door. It was the big brother—Senior Pu who rescued He killed me, and later he personally escorted our family out of the city."

"Is that so..." So it was you.Xie Yan remembered, the child who swore at the beginning that he would join Tiandu Yunhai and go to Qingjing Mountain to find Pu Xinjiu when he grew up.But at that time, King Pu Gui had parted ways with them long ago, and he was very happy when he ran to Feng.

Their hearing is not bad, so Pu Xinjiu must have heard clearly, Xie Yan raised an eyebrow at Shura Ghost's face.I can't tell, Pu Xinjiu, I never expected you to be merciful.

Under the urging of the mindless, Pu Xinjiu just let go of an ever-burning lamp lit for himself.He listened to Xie Yan and Liu Fengjiu's words in his heart.He also remembered this familiar boy, but it wasn't the chubby kid in Sanjiang City, but he met him when he went to Qingjing Mountain a few years ago.

At that time, the disheveled child refused to listen to his advice and insisted on going to Tiandu Yunhai.

"Big brother, I have an appointment with someone, so just tell me the way to Tiandu Yunhai." The young man looked at him pitifully, like a timid and stubborn rabbit.

For some reason, he thought of Yuan Qing, because during the many years in Fengdu, he had never seen Yuan Qing's shadow in others for a long time.Pu Xinjiu, who was wearing the ghost mask of Shura, suddenly softened, pointed in the direction of Tiandu Yunhai, and told him: "Go straight ahead and don't look back, the end of the road is Tiandu Yunhai."

"Thank you big brother, can you tell me the name? I will definitely repay you when I have the opportunity in the future."

Pu Xinjiu wanted to say don't bother, but spit out two words out of nowhere: "Ah Jiu."

"Ah Jiu? Big brother, do you have the same name as me? We are very destined." The young man called out excitedly from behind.

At that time, Pu Xinjiu smiled and did not answer, thinking that it was indeed a predestined relationship.

Every nine, every nine will be safe - the name "Feng Jiu" is known to be Liu Minghong's name.Pu Xinjiu knew it in his heart, recalling that time when Liu Minghong was unconscious and saw him appearing in the sea of ​​clouds in Tiandu, he thought he was a ghost, and kept holding his hand and refused to let go.Pu Xinjiu looked at the bright lights in the sky, recalled the cowardly and strong face of that person, and said, "Minghong..."

After exchanging a few words with the young man, Xie Yan let out a long sigh, and winked at Pu Xinjiu: "Nie Yuan..."