Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 220 The Cold God (18)

When they arrived, the restaurant was already crowded with people, the sun was high in the sky, shining on the earth, Mu Zhili looked around, it was impossible to float over, she jumped on tiptoe, frightened Feng Yuan quickly If the umbrella is raised high, she is afraid that she will jump out of the umbrella and roast people.

"There's no way to go there. It's only once a year. It's a pity that we can't see it." Mu Zhili looked disappointed when Wu Yaya was full of people. She was really curious about how the judgment was made. There was an impression in the memory of the original owner, but it was too vague.

The commander closed the whole way, only seeing and hearing her busy with his own affairs, and didn't say anything about the target person's emotions, he still couldn't help but said, [Host, have you forgotten the purpose of coming out today?You are here to eliminate malicious value, not to play by yourself! 】

Mu Zhili said calmly: "There is no delay in playing and tasks, as long as the person who plays well is happy, let him experience the beauty of the world, feel love and peace, and thus understand the true meaning of marriage, and know what love is and what is love. Love, you have tied up every marriage and won the praise of everyone, are you afraid that the malice will not be worth it?"

【……hehe. ] Believe it or not.

I can't squeeze through!
Seeing her drooping face, Feng Yuan couldn't help but look up at the crowd to see if she could squeeze through, but found that it was a bit difficult to squeeze in, so many people couldn't use spells, so they just squeezed through. There is no guarantee that someone will touch the umbrella in his hand when there are many people.

Thinking of the consequences, Feng Yuan's face darkened, a ghost can't stay where she should be, why is she running around, he said with a cold face: "Since you can't see it, then go back."

Mu Zhili gave him a sad look, can he forget the word "go back".

……

Mu Zhili didn't dare to make fun of her personal safety yet. Seeing that she couldn't make it through, she agreed to leave. Of course, she didn't go back, but she asked to go to another place to play.

They took a few steps away from the crowd, and saw a monk with white brows coming from a distance, holding a bracelet of Buddhist beads. Take a step to speak."

When the monk spoke, he raised his eyes and glanced at his side. In his cloudy eyes, there was a feeling of compassion. It was a pity that a young girl passed away just like that.

Seeing that he met his gaze, Mu Zhili pointed back at his nose, "Master, can you see me too?"

He said to Mu Zhili: "Amitabha."

It was her acquiescence.

Feng Yuan took a look at the monk, the Buddha's light all over his body was incomparable to that young monk today, it seemed that he had a lot of connections with Buddha, and he didn't know which temple's abbot or elder he was.

Mu Zhili was entangled, she was a bit of a failure as a ghost emperor, how could she be able to see her even when she met two monks?Is her knowledge too shallow or their knowledge deep?

Mu Zhili and the two followed the monk to a corner where there was no one. The kind-hearted monk twirled the Buddha beads and said: "Life is like a fleeting moment in the world, and the wasted years are coming to an end. At that time, it will turn into a pile of loess, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and the soul will go to one place, and it will go round and round."

"Almsgiver, since you are no longer in this world, why should you be greedy for the world, it's better to go back to life as soon as possible. Staying in the world for a long time is not good for you or him."

After hearing so much from him, Mu Zhili understood that he knew she was a ghost, but couldn't see through Feng Yuan's identity?No wonder, if a mortal can see through his identity, that would be really great, Mu Zhili made a heartbroken expression: "Yes, the elder is right, it is wrong to be greedy for the world. Just step into the gate of hell and reincarnate to be a new person."

The monk nodded in satisfaction when he heard her words, and said to Feng Yuan: "People are born to experience life and death. This is an inevitable thing in life. I hope the benefactor will be relieved."

Feng Yuan nodded emotionlessly.

The monk asked again, "Do you need a poor monk to save the benefactor?"

Mu Zhili hurriedly waved his hand, the time left was not long, and he died immediately after superseding, Mu Zhili lowered his eyes and asked, "May I ask Master, where is there a place to sell yellow paper?"

While talking, Mu Zhili cried and said Qingqing: "I want to find someone who sells paper money, so that my husband can burn some for me, and I can also bribe the ghost messengers of the underworld, hoping to have a good pregnancy in the next life."

She elbowed Feng Yuan who didn't respond, and said, "Husband, don't you think so?"

Feng Yuan was stunned, and found her own voice amidst Mu Zhili's fake crying, and said a word without any ups and downs, "Yeah."

After getting the monk's guidance, Mu Zhili and Feng Yuan came to a shroud shop and asked Feng Yuan to buy her a piece of yellow paper and a cinnabar brush, and then told him to find a place for her when there was no one else at night. After burning it, he directly asked for her horoscope, and used mana to ignite the things, and the things he just bought slowly appeared in Mu Zhili's arms.

She was quite happy and said, "Thank you, God."

Feng Yuan nodded her thanks.

He took the things for her first, and solved a life-and-death matter. Mu Zhili was happy, and she took him around in a good mood. When the sun went down, Mu Zhili was like a wild horse that had run loose, completely unrestrained, She made Feng Yuan invisible, and the two wandered around the capital.

Floating from one house to another, stopping every moment, it took him two hours to see many ways of getting along with each other, some of them love each other and never leave each other, some of them respect each other like guests and share the same bed with different dreams, and even some of them can't stand against each other and become enemies .

It’s not that it’s well said that both husband and wife must be good-looking. He met a faceless girl, and her husband’s love with her husband was unwavering. In front of his wife, it turned into soft fingers.

The sincere emotions in their eyes can infect people's hearts. When a family of three enjoys family happiness, the corners of their mouths can't help but rise with that smile. He seems to understand some things Yuelao wants to think when he asks him to hook up, but he can't say no. What the hell is out.

Mu Zhili looked at his shadow under the moon, and saw that there was nothing under him, so he couldn't help jumping up and stepping on it, Feng Yuan stood where he was, letting him jump up and down on his shadow.

"Ghost Emperor..."

Mu Zhili twirled his shadow's head with his toes, "Huh?"

He said sadly, "I ask you a question..."

Mu Zhili stood up straight, put his hands behind his back and said, "Ask, as long as the emperor can answer, I will know everything without talking about it."

He rubbed his index finger with his thumb, stared at her, and asked softly: "What is the so-called love in your mouth?"

(End of this chapter)