Hidden God

Chapter Fifty-Four

"No more injuries, no matter when or for anyone, don't get hurt again."

Ah Yin could only hear these words on the streets of Chang'an where noisy and bustling people came and went.

The young man's figure was printed in Ayin's black pupils, her brows raised a bright smile, and Ayin nodded heavily, "Well! I will not get hurt, take care of myself."

Just at this time, the ancient bell rang at the top of the tower, and colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, gorgeous and eye-catching.

Ah Yin looked at it rare, and pointed to the place where the fireworks were blooming, "Wow, A Jin, it's so beautiful, is this the fireworks in the world?"

Seeing Ah Yin's smile, Kuching grabbed the girl's hand abruptly and lowered his head slightly, "Go, I'll take you to see."

Ah Yin was startled, but he had not yet recovered, and was led by Kuching towards the crowded river.

As soon as he entered Chang'an, Ah Jiu plunged into the East City. After searching for a short period of time, he did not find Ah Yin and Kuching.

The banquet hanging behind him smiled brightly: "Hey, stupid fox, the fairy king of Kuching is much smarter than you. He said that he will come to the East City obviously to blame you, and you are still eagerly looking for Ah Yin."

Ah Jiu gave a feast and gave a refreshing look, "I'm willing, it's up to you."

"Everything is vulgar, stinky fox, that's how your parents taught you to talk!"

A Jiu's footsteps slammed, and the bottom of his eyes was bloodshot, and his eyes were cold when he looked at Yanshuang.

Yan Shuang instinctively said that he had said the wrong thing, and was accustomed to it wildly.

Anxious in her heart, she was about to follow, but was caught by something on the street.

After all, Ajiu is the young master of the fox clan, and he would never really get angry with a female monarch. He knew in his heart that Yan Shuang was an outspoken temper. After walking for a while, I didn't hear the noise of Yanshuang, and couldn't help turning back a little worried. From a distance, I saw Yanshuang standing motionless in front of the pastry stall.

I have never seen the mountain eagle in the world, and I can't walk with a little cake.

A Jiu was unwilling to come back, and poked Yanshuang on the shoulder, "Want to eat?"

It is rare for Yan Shuang to nod his head honestly without holding up the bar with him.

Ajiu mocked her: "Oh, your fairy princess hasn't eaten anything good, even the osmanthus cake in the world is rare?"

Yan Shuang glanced at the fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the stall, feeling a little depressed, "When I was a child, my mother used to make it for me. I haven't eaten it for many years."

Ajiu was puzzled, "What? Your mother won't make it for you when you grow up? If you can't eat it, you can't eat it. How can it be like a baby doll."

Yan Shuang shook his head, and said in a low voice, "When I was a few hundred years old, my mother was seriously injured while fighting with sea monsters in the North Sea to protect her people. My father didn't save her, and my mother died soon after."

Ah Jiu was taken aback and licked his lips, feeling a little at a loss.

Ge Laozi, just don't come back and take care of things. You said something wrong. How can this be done?

The fire fox muffled regret, but did not hesitate to untie a string of rosary beads and threw it at the stall, "The store, change you a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Yan Shuang looked at Ah Jiu in surprise. Ah Jiu snorted and looked proud. "Don't thank me, it's nothing to be a pity. This thing was given by my aunt when I was born, and it's a burden to bring it with you."

The stall owner had already seen these two handsome young girls, and was about to pick up the rosary, but they were taken away by Yan Shuang first.

Yan Shuang took the rosary and sniffed, and tweeted, "What a prodigal, oh fox, this rosary is made of ten thousand years of sandalwood. Wearing it on your body can block a blow from the fairy world. Your aunt loves you very much. what!"

Ah Jiu remained unmoved, but kept a straight face, "What do you take it back to, I finally sent a compassionate back to good deeds. Since I bought it for you, you will take it."

Yan Shuang glanced at Ajiu, who was a man of uncle, like an idiot, "When did I say I can't buy it." She took out a gold leaf from her sleeve and threw it into the stall owner's arms, "The store, don't look for it!"

The stall owner hurriedly took it, put it in his teeth and bit it. It was true at first sight, and he couldn't find his teeth with a smile, "Hey, hey, okay, thank you Miss!"

After Yan Shuang threw the golden leaves, he picked up a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and put the rosary beads in the hands of Ah Jiu dumbfounded, with a rare expression of solemnity, "Given from the elder, no words. Take good care of the fox, don’t be like me, I disliked it when I was young My mother’s sweet-scented osmanthus cake is not sweet enough. When I want to eat it, no one makes it for me."

Ah Jiu was taken aback, with a look of disdain on his face, and looked at the rosary in his hand without making a sound.

Just at this time, colorful fireworks ignited brilliantly over the city of Chang'an, and she glanced at the direction of the fireworks rising, "Let's go, they must have gone to the river to watch the fireworks, let's also go and eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Yan Shuang finished speaking, and walked towards the crowd holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Ajiu looked at the back of the princess of the Eagle clan, and suddenly thought, it turned out that the fairy clan is not all annoying bastards. No wonder no matter how disgusting he is, that person is willing to be friends with the Emperor for so many years.

When the inner alchemy has been cultivated, let's go back and see her. They haven't spoken for hundreds of years. This time, the father and the king will make sacrifices and have a glass of wine together. After all, she is the only family member left.

A Jiu thought so, with a smile of relief at the corner of his mouth, he followed Yanshuang's steps and headed towards the direction of the fireworks.

That night, the four noisy friends watched fireworks together, ate sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and tasted wine together.

The night scene of Chang'an City bloomed behind the two young couples, frozen into eternal and precious memories.

At the twilight of the morning, Yan Shuang bid farewell to them and headed towards Bainiao Island, entered the Wuji Cave and worked with Lan Feng to investigate the truth of the disappearance of the tribe, and before returning to Daze Mountain, Kuching finally decided to go to the hidden soul of the Phoenix that he knew. The last place hidden is the Zhongling Palace of Ao Ge, the monarch of the ghost world.

Ah Jiu's demon power has almost recovered. He didn't want to go back to Daze Mountain to cultivate, so Kuching had to take this oil bottle that couldn't be thrown away.

The ghost realm exists under the human realm, in the infinite underground, and is not under the jurisdiction of the fairy demon. Whoever enters the ghost world and becomes a ray of soul, only the ghost king Ao Ge can be the master. Ao Ge was personally selected by the ancient true gods. Both the emperors of the immortal and demons wanted to befriend Ao Ge. However, he was mysterious and never involved in the struggle between the two clans, and he did not favor any one world. What friendship.

But there are always exceptions. Donghua left a letter to Kuching before his ascension, presumably that Donghua God, who is older than the three realms, knew the ghost king.

Not far from Chang'an City, under the Dragon Vein, the underground palace where the Tourmaline Sovereign is located in Zhenhunta Town is the entrance to the ghost world.

The majestic underground palace is hidden in the depths of the dragon veins. The green tower stands tall in the center of the underground palace. The ancient Sanskrit script is engraved on it. It is solemn and majestic. Suppress the roaring ghosts underground. And behind the stone gate at the end of the soul-retaining tower is the gate of the ghost world.

As the three walked in, Ajiu and Ayin were about to pass by the Soul Resurrection Tower, but they were held back by Kuching.

"Wait a minute." Kuching arched his hand towards the void of the Soul Resurrection Tower, and said loudly: "Guching, the disciple of the God of Dazeshandong Huashang, pay homage to Lord Tourmaline."

The Kuching dialect was settled, and a simple cushion appeared in the vacant area of ​​the Soul Resurrection Tower, on which an ancient and rare old man in a white robe sat cross-legged. He looked at the three people at the bottom of the tower, his eyes long and peaceful.

This old man is the guardian of the Ghost Town Soul Tower. Although only the name of the Lord, he has the strength of the Lord of the Tourmaline.

"Donghua's apprentice? What's the matter with you in the underground palace?" Tourmaline raised her eyes, her expression slightly relaxed.

"Shangjun, Kuching wants to enter the ghost world to see the ghost king, and I would like to ask Shangjun for your convenience."

"The ghost king once ordered that the two clans of the ghost world, the immortal and demons, are not allowed to enter. Didn't your master tell you?"

"Kuching came here this time, it was in accordance with the order of his teacher." Seeing that the tourmaline was unmoved, Kuching touched his nose, and had to lift out the lawless life treasure, "Master tourmaline, I will give you Biboto. Hello."

Master Tourmaline was taken aback for a moment, then he took out his eyes and looked at Kuching, "Do you know Bibo?"

Three hundred years ago, Bibo listened to his words and followed the ancient true gods. He recognized the little **** who had not yet recognized the shell, and never came back. Thanks to the blessing of that little god, he only got three hundred years of stability and comfort. Little days, otherwise a beard would have been plucked out by that troublemaker. Could it be...this Kuching is? That's not right, this fairy is immortal, but the legendary little **** obviously possesses the power of chaos.

Before the tourmaline could guess, Kuching’s voice sounded: "My mother was afraid that I had no playmates when I was a child, so she brought Bibo back to play with me. I would like to thank Shangjun for his generosity, otherwise Bibo would not be able to accompany me. ."

The words were obvious. The old tourmaline shook his white beard, and finally knew the identity of the white fairy in front of him. He was about to say yes, and Kuching's voice rang again.

"Old Lord, I saw Bibo a few days ago, and he said that he hadn't come back for some time, and missed you very much. After a while, he will return to the underground palace to serve you."

Lao Shangjun's white beard shook more severely, and almost as soon as the Kuching voice fell, the stone gate behind the Soul Refining Tower opened.

"No, you tell it, I have a good body, and it’s fragrant to eat. Let it stay as long as it loves to stay in Ziyue Mountain. It’s okay to accompany the demon dragon to ascend. Come back and accompany me, the old man guarding ghosts. What a good thing!" The tourmaline Shangjun finished like a cannonball, and quickly waved behind him, "Go, the ghost world is behind this stone gate, go go!"

Although he said that he didn't like Bibo's return to the underground palace, he understood its current situation clearly. This tourmaline master is obviously also a master of tofu.

With a smile from the corner of his mouth, Kuching bowed to the tourmaline and led Ayin and Ajiu towards Shimen.

Behind him, Ah Yin and Ah Jiu showed both thoughtful and suspicious expressions at the same time.

Dazeshan has rumored that Kuching was brought back from the world by the Donghua God, and Ah Yin always thought that Ah Jin’s parents and relatives were mortal, but since his mother had friendship with the tourmaline, she was obviously not an ordinary immortal. Since he is an immortal clan, why no one in Dazeshan knows his origin, and why has he never mentioned his relatives?

There was a sense of anxiety in Ayin's heart, but he hid this anxiety in his heart without being noticed.

Ajiu on the side thinks more. He is the heir of the Fox tribe. He has already heard of the uncrowned tourmaline of the ghost world, the uncrowned **** who guards the soul tower. What is the identity of a person who can take the water condensed beast from the tourmaline to make a pet for his son?

Can't tolerate Ayin and Ajiu's thinking, Shimen is already in front of them. The three looked at each other and stepped into the most mysterious ghost world in the Three Realms.