Fairy King's Handbook

Meng Zhen woke up on a boat, his mind was blank, he looked around in a daze.

A man dressed in black was sitting by the window, flipping through a book in his hand. When he realized that he was awake, the man put down the book in his hand, walked over and said, "Meng Zhen, you're awake."

Meng Zhen shrinks back into the bed unconsciously.Carefully asked: "Who are you?"

The black-clothed man froze, and his eyes were obviously depressed.Meng Zhen suddenly didn't want to see his sad mood, but thinking of his own situation, he said blankly: "I, am I sick? Why can't I remember anything." He scratched his hair helplessly.

"You're not sick, but injured, and you'll be fine soon." The black-clothed man walked to the edge, gently held his hand, and comforted him in a warm voice.

Meng Zhen wanted to pull out the hand that was being held, but he felt that the man in front of him was gentle and natural, as if they had known each other for a long time, so he let him go.

Meng Zhen whispered: "Yes, but I don't remember who you are?"

The man smiled lightly, and said to Meng Zhen in a good mood: "It's okay if you don't remember, I'll tell you again, I'm your elder brother Chongming."

"Brother Chongming?" Meng Zhen softly called this title, a little embarrassed, he seemed to be no longer young, and the man in front of him was not a teenager either.Calling such a young man's elder brother is still repeated, he is a little ashamed for no reason.

"Yes. It's Brother Chongming. Be good, call again." The man in front of him seemed to be coaxing a child, looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to call again.

Meng Zhen couldn't yell out for a while, and stood there in a daze.

"When you were young, you always called me brother Chongming, but now you grow up, but you don't want to."

Yan Chongming pretended to sigh, but it was really sad.When he was young, Meng Zhen only called him Brother Chongming once, timidly and full of expectations, but at that time he was ruthlessly rejected and mocked.

The man in front of him looked gloomy, as if he was saddened by the past, Meng Zhen could no longer care about being ashamed, and called out crisply: "Brother Chongming."

Yan Chongming's heart trembled slightly, he stretched out his arms to hug Meng Zhen, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes. Let me shout again, okay?"

Meng Zhen wanted to struggle, but he felt the trembling of the person in front of him. Although he didn't understand why he was so obsessed with a title, he still called out obediently: "Brother Chongming."

"Meng Zhen, I'm very happy." Yan Chongming let go of him, held his hand instead, and said seriously looking into Meng Zhen's eyes.

Meng Zhen was infected by his true emotions, as if the blankness in his mind had disappeared.

The boat was speeding, and outside was the endless sea. At this time, the sea was shrouded in clouds and mist, and there was a vast expanse of smoke and water.Meng Zhen was a little curious and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Return to Menghu to heal your injuries." Yan Chongming said.

At this moment, a man in red came in from outside the cabin, took two cups of brewed tea, and handed them to Meng Zhen and Yan Chongming.

Meng Zhen didn't expect that there were other people on the boat, and was about to ask, Yan Chongming spoke first: "This is a hired boatman, his skill in making tea is not very good, try it."

Boatman Ji Wuxing: "..."

Meng Zhen glanced at the boatman, a little puzzled, now the boatman is so particular, not only is he good-looking, he can even make tea.

Over there, Yan Chongming put the teacup on the table, and dragged Ji Wuxing out without knowing what to say, but Ji Wuxing was rather reluctant.Meng Zhen began to study the storage bag on his body after drinking the tea.

Sure enough, within a short while, I was attracted by the feather turned from a peony flower.

"Brother Chongming, what is this?" Meng Zhen pinched the feather and called out.

Hearing this address, Ji Wuxing visibly trembled, and looked at Yan Chongming strangely.Yan Chongming glared at her, turned around and went in.

"This is your sword spike. Now that you have no spiritual power, it will return to its original form." Yan Zhongming explained with a smile.

Without waiting for Meng Zhen to ask again, Yan Chongming drew out the Chongming Sword, splitting one into two.Pass the crimson Suihua sword to Meng Zhen,

"This is your sword."

Meng Zhen took the Suihua sword, touched the crimson blade, and sighed a little, this sword is really beautiful.He hung the feather on the hilt of the sword, and found that Yan Chongming also had a blue sword, which was exactly the same as his, but the color was different.

"It's a pity that I don't have spiritual power now, otherwise I really want to try it. This sword is so beautiful." Meng Zhen touched the Suihua sword in his hand and said.

"It's not difficult. It's just that before your sword has time to recognize the owner, you have been injured and lost your memory." Yan Chongming suddenly pulled Meng Zhen's hand, and said softly: "It hurts a bit, bear with it."

After finishing speaking, he took the Suihua Sword and gently stroked it on the tip of Meng Zhen's index finger, dripping a drop of blood on the crimson blade, then cut his own index finger, and dripped a drop of blood at the same position, until the two The drop of blood slowly merged and penetrated into the blade, and Yan Chongming said: "Okay. This is your sword."

Meng Zhen was a little surprised for a while, Yan Chongming said that his sword hadn't had time to recognize the master, but Meng Zhen obviously felt that something was wrong. Ordinarily, if he really wanted to recognize the master, wouldn't it be enough to drop his blood alone? Why do two people need to work together? ?

Yan Chongming saw Meng Zhen's doubts, and said without changing his face: "My Qianqiu and your Suihua are twin swords. They can be combined into one or divided into two. Therefore When you recognize the Lord, you need two people together."

Immediately, Yan Chongming took Meng Zhen's hand, channeled some spiritual power to him, and gave him the Qianqiu Sword in his hand, and said with a smile, "Try it."

Meng Zhen took Qianqiu and Suihua, and tried to use his spiritual power, a burst of brilliance flowed, the two swords merged into one, and in his hand was a long sword with a cold light and sharpness, it was really miraculous.Then he tried to inject spiritual power again, and the sword split into two again.

"This is too amazing." Meng Zhen carefully compared the two swords, except for the color, they were exactly the same.He returned the Qianqiu Sword to Yan Chongming, touched the feather hanging on the hilt of the sword, and asked curiously:

"What kind of fur is this? It feels soft and smooth."

After waiting for a long time without reply, Meng Zhen looked and saw Yan Chongming's face turned reddish, he was a little surprised.

In the end, Yan Chongming faltered and said: "This, you will know this later..."

Meng Zhen only thought that there was something unspeakable, but he didn't remember anything at this time, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The two talked about sword skills again in the cabin, and they talked happily, and the atmosphere was warm and peaceful for a while.Although Meng Zhen's mind was blank at this time, he was not dazed and afraid, and Yan Chongming chatted with him all the way, but he felt extremely at ease.

It's just that he was not in good spirits all the time, and he always felt dizzy. Yan Chongming had a conversation with him and asked him to lie down on the couch to rest.

……

Ten days later, ghosts and gods.Yinmeng Lake is peaceful, with a cool breeze.

Meng Zhen climbed up from the lake as in the past, and in front of him were familiar houses and willow trees, and he dried the water droplets on his body while walking.

"Hey, you've come up."

Meng Zhen heard the reputation and saw that Ji Wuxing was lying on the branch of the willow tree by the lake, with a willow branch in his mouth, swinging his feet leisurely, seeing Meng Zhen coming up from the lake, her robe sleeves With a wave, he jumped from the tree.

"Why are you here?" Meng Zhen was a little surprised. Before he lost his memory briefly, he only asked Yan Chongming to send him back.

Speaking of this, Ji Wuxing became angry, and complained: "It's not because of your weight~~" At the critical moment, she thought about the oppression these days, and changed her words abruptly: "Yanshan asked me to come. "

Now Meng Zhen was even more surprised, when did she listen to Yan Chongming's words so much.

Ji Wuxing looked at Meng Zhen and asked worriedly, "Are you all right? Is your memory good?"

"Okay. This is a trivial matter, I'm used to it." Meng Zhen smiled.

"Hey, if you ask me, this is really not a trivial matter. How could there be a problem with sudden memory loss?" Ji Wuxing was puzzled.

Meng Zhen was a little amused, so he had to explain: "It was the accident when I came out of the abyss of extremes at that time. It was not a big deal. If you really want to talk about the reason, it is nothing more than cause and effect. If you are really worried, quickly help me find the broken soul sword spirit , Maybe I’ll be fine with this problem.”

"Really?" Ji Wuxing didn't quite believe it.

Meng Zhen told Ji Wuxing about meeting the deer in Yangxu Mountain and sensing the breath of the sword spirit, and asked her to pay attention to it.

Ji Wuxing nodded in agreement, and then thought about what he had promised Meng Zhen before, and now Meng Zhen saved her again, which is comparable to two life-saving graces.She exaggeratedly sighed:

"You saved me again this time, I'm afraid I still don't understand the great kindness." Then he rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Why don't I promise you with my body, what do you think?"

Meng Zhen was amused by her, she was much more pleasing to the eye with her heartless and lip service, Meng Zhen ignored her and walked towards the bamboo building.

"Hey, forget it, Xiaoyun, I won't tease you anymore. But, do you have anything to eat here? I really can't bear it anymore. Look, how thin have I become?" Ji Wuxing Throwing away the willow stick in his hand, he hurriedly followed Meng Zhen, complaining repeatedly.

Meng Zhen turned around, very surprised and said: "I don't have food here, but there is outside."

What Meng Zhen meant was that there are ghosts and gods everywhere, among other things, only two of Granny Meng's three maids eat and eat all day long.

"But I can't get out." Ji Wuxing wept.

Now Meng Zhen was even more surprised, Ji Wuxing said that she couldn't get out, but in fact it should be regarded as being unable to get in, no one could get in without a specific secret order from Guishenyuan, but Xuanyin wouldn't let her go out.

"Do you think you are the glorious Xuanyin Lord? Impossible, you are the Yanshan Lord with a bad stomach!" Seeing Meng Zhen's confused face, Ji Wuxing poured out his bitterness: "Don't say yes now! I, I'm afraid that Lord Xuanyin won't be able to come in either."

Speaking of this, Ji Wuxing didn't feel hungry anymore, so he just sat under the tree and talked about what happened in the past few days vividly.

"Did you know? On the day we first arrived in the underworld, Yan Chongming took you directly into the abyss of ghosts and gods. I didn't expect, I didn't expect that Yanshan Jun, who has always been omnipotent, couldn't enter this abyss of ghosts and gods! All kinds of methods are of no avail. , then he thought of that Lord Xuanyin. Without a word, he rushed into the Emperor Lintai, oh, that scene is really indescribable." Ji Wuxing scratched his hair as if thinking of the chaotic situation at that time, and continued:

"Yan Chongming asked Mr. Xuanyin the way to enter the ghosts and gods, and Mr. Xuanyin said that he had a specific piece of Mingyue Jue. But he has been too busy recently, and he will not be able to find where to put it in a while! Poor Emperor Lintai , except for you who was sleepy at that time, all the living people ransacked their chests and chests to help find Ming Yuejue."

Meng Zhen didn't expect this to happen.At that time, he told Yan Chongming that he could find Xuanyin if he had something to do. He also thought that apart from him and Shen Li, only Xuanyin had Mingyuejue in Guishenyuan. .But looking at the current situation, it must have been found in the end.

"Don't you dare not find it! Yan Chongming looks like he wants to eat people!" Ji Wuxing saw Meng Zhen's understanding expression and didn't forget to smear a few more words.

"Poor Mr. Xuanyin, the emperor's arrival on the stage is like being attacked by a thief, with files all over the place. Mr. Xuanyin said that he took great pains to sort it out, but now it's all in vain, and there is no end in sight when he will be released."

After listening to Ji Wuxing's narration, Meng Zhen couldn't help laughing.He could imagine Xuanyin's grief, which was greater than the death of his heart. Xuanyin had always wanted to go to Zhaoyao Mountain to find Shen Xun for a drink, but the ghost disappeared on the Ghost Festival last time, and he was busy with business and couldn't leave.

Meng Zhen stood up, thinking that Ji Wuxing was still hungry, it was really embarrassing for her.

"I'll take you to dinner."

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyun, you are more considerate, unlike Yan Chongming, the debt collector, who has no humanity, and won't let me go out..."

"what is this?"

Ji Wuxing was still complaining there, but Meng Zhen felt a long scarlet sword in his waist.He untied it, and found that it was Yan Chongming's Suihua sword?How is it on him.