Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 205 The Cold God (3)

"Ghost Emperor."

He heard his cold voice without any emotion, and Mu Zhili came back to his senses in an instant, looking at his frozen face, "Huh?"

His eyes fell on her without sadness or joy, "Is there no date of birth?"

This is the person sent by the Jade Emperor. It is not her who is sorry for the ghosts in the city, but the ruler of Jiuchongtian!He is the supreme ruler of heaven and earth!She could only observe a minute of silence for them.

Mu Zhili sighed deeply, reluctantly said: "Of course there are."

"Please trouble the Ghost Emperor to get a share for the god."

She wanted to twitch the corners of her mouth but did not twitch her face, which was already pale, is now almost translucent, and the rouge applied is even more nondescript, a little permeable, "God is very polite, I will send a message to all the ghosts to send you off." Get one."

The ghost emperor who established the ghost city 10 years ago cast a poisonous curse on the gate of the city. Anyone who enters the ghost city, the ghosts, regardless of the level of mana, will prevail on the day they step into the ghost city. If they live for a thousand years, they will die. The ghost emperor is already 200 years old, and he has [-] years left to live, and he will disappear in this world.

No wonder it's so weak.

……

The ghost generals in each city received the word and soon brought the list.

Mu Zhili assigned two non-eating ghosts to him specially for him to send. When the two little ghosts who were named were heard that they were going to serve Shangshen, they were so happy that they couldn't find things. What a face to say!

Maybe God will bring them a good marriage for the sake of serving them meticulously.

Raksha ghosts are too fierce and they don’t like them, and Dharma-eaters are full of Buddhist scriptures. If you listen too much, it’s not good for the soul body. It’s better to be a fragrance-eating ghost. The fragrant ones are also well-behaved, if you can feed them the fragrant ghosts, they will wake up laughing from their dreams.

Feng Yuan stayed in the house for three days before going out.

When he went out, he was still holding a handful of red strings in his hand. The two ghosts, Dan Song and Yuan Rong, went up to meet them, blinking their eyes, and asked expectantly, "Is Shangshen going to start matching the strings?"

Feng Yuan rolled her eyelids, hummed, said no more, and walked ahead.

Dansong and Yuanrong in the back clenched their fists and walked along excitedly, spring is coming!
The person in front stopped suddenly, turned around, and the two straightened up impressively, "What orders does God have?"

"Where does the ghost emperor live? This god has something important to do with her."

The two took him there.

Feng Yuan came to a courtyard next to her and walked in. There was a rockery on the left side of the courtyard. Bamboos were planted around the rockery, each section after another. The big tree that can only be surrounded by trees is dead, and the branches are spreading without any green. Under the tree is a pond, which is crystal clear. There are only fine stones at the bottom of the pond, but no swimming fish.

On the one hand, it looks like a spring full of vitality, and on the other hand, it looks like a cold winter.

Why are there these things where she lives, and where he lives is just a clean yard without even a weed?

The door of the room was wider than his by visual inspection, and the space inside must be larger.Can you trade with her by virtue of your identity?
Every time he took a step, he was thinking about whether he should change places.

There were still three steps away from the door, but he still hadn't made up his mind. He had just stepped on the first stone step when the door opened. She was standing in the corridor, still in the same black robe, and she was still looking at her. I don't want to take a second look, it's too violent for such a ghost to live in this yard.

"God."

He nodded, "Bamboos in Ghost Emperor's courtyard are quite uncommon, and they can survive without sunlight."

Mu Zhili only thought that he was simply puzzled, "I heard that the bamboo rice raised by Venerable Ruoye with magic power does not need to see the sun. The Venerable and the King of Yama gave a lot of gifts. The King of Yama knows that ghost cities cannot grow plants. Let the ghost messenger send some bamboo rice and the seeds of the Bi'an flower, and the Bi'an flower is distributed to the ghost generals, and the emperor keeps these bamboo rice."

Feng Yuan was a little absent-minded, after all, it was someone else's territory, so it seemed like it shouldn't be said.

Mu Zhili welcomes him into the house.

He thought to himself, his guess was right, this room is really spacious if not for him, and there is no idea what kind of incense is burning in the room, it smells very good, but there is no such thing in his room.

He is a guest, and he won't be staying for a long time. After he figured it out, he said sternly: "Because I want to pull the red line, the room is a bit small."

It turned out that it was because of this, she said why he came here.

Mu Zhili understood: "Since that's the case, how about the emperor changing one for Shangshen?"

"Let the ghost emperor make the decision." This ghost emperor is a man with sharp eyesight, and he will devote all he has learned in his life to find a lover for her.

Mu Zhili immediately ordered his subordinates, "Clean up the meeting hall, and then carry a bed over there, and God will live in the hall in the future."

"?" Feng Yuan's satisfied expression has not been revealed yet, upon hearing this sentence, a flash of blankness flashed in her eyes, didn't she change the room?Why let him live in the main hall, the main hall is empty, except for the four big pillars surrounding it, only her skull armchair is left, how can people live in it?

After Dan Song and the others went to do it, Mu Zhili asked, "I wonder if this is okay?"

He was talking about changing to a bigger room, what else could he say, Feng Yuan’s nostrils let out a hmm, “Thank you.”

He wants to take back his words about holding the red line for her with all his life's knowledge.

"I don't know if God has other things to do?"

If not, she can chat and cultivate feelings, but now he is still worse than when he lost his memory, and it seems that he is not getting in, so it is a bit difficult to deal with.

Yes.

He didn't come to her to change rooms.

Feng Yuan realized this problem belatedly.

"My god came here for the sake of being an adult. I have spent three days going through the birth dates of all the ghosts in the city. I have a general idea in my mind. I think it would be better to go through them with my own eyes."

Mu Zhili was stunned, he was holding the red thread, but not a matchmaker!I haven't heard that Yuelao needs a matchmaker to hold the red line.

Mu Zhili asked a question: "You gods hold the red line...isn't it just a combination of horoscopes?"

When he glanced over, Mu Zhili felt that he was despised again.

"Is the ghost emperor a man of marriage or a god?"

"Naturally it is God."

He glanced over coldly again, the meaning was self-evident, since she knew it was him, what did she question?
None of them understood, including Yuelao.

So what about the combination of horoscopes, if a tall and handsome man is matched with a poor-looking woman, wouldn't it be a disaster for that man?Even if I can live my whole life in peace, I am absolutely unwilling in my heart

For example, if he was brought together with this ghost emperor, he would definitely feel uncomfortable. Why would he be matched with such an ugly person?

Let’s say that a person who doesn’t like to talk leads a noisy one, wouldn’t that be equivalent to having a duck quacking and quacking all the time? It’s annoying to think about it.

(End of this chapter)