Fairy King's Handbook

It turns out that the reason why Jiang Duyun has been chasing Qu Youchun to play is that Qu Youchun broke his strings.But did not say when exactly.Qu Youchun couldn't beat him, but he didn't want to admit that he hadn't done anything at all.

Jiang Duyun is an obsessed person who loves playing the piano and practices playing the piano all day long.Now it is said that the strings of the zither are broken, it is tantamount to death.

When Qu Youchun saw Meng Zhen, he said excitedly: "Meng Shao Zhuang, you are here. I also want to thank you for bringing me out of Yinyang Well."

Then he turned to Jiang Duyun and said, "Brother Duyun, you really misunderstood me. I didn't go out recently. I went to Qigong Country on the Mid-Autumn Festival. Later, Master Meng Shaozhuang brought me back when I was drunk. Neither you nor I Let’s meet, let alone the matter of me breaking your strings.”

Meng Zhen understood what was going on at once. He did meet Qu Youchun in Qiji Country, but it was Jiang Duyun who brought him out of the Yinyang Well.But looking at Jiang Duyun's frosty expression, he must have never told Qu Youchun about it.Let the misunderstanding happen without even explaining it.

Meng Zhen really couldn't see this situation, he considered it carefully: "Mr. You Chun, I did meet you that day in Qiji Kingdom, you were very drunk at the time, I took you with me, and later I encountered other things, it was a banquet. Tiger and Duyun-jun helped us out of the siege. Duyun-jun was the one who took you out of the Yin-Yang Well in the end."

"What?" Qu Youchun listened to Meng Zhen's explanation with a look of disbelief. He was so drunk that day that he didn't remember anything afterwards. It was the maid of the Youchun Palace who told him that the person who sent him back was Meng Zhen.

He looked at Jiang Duyun at the side with some trepidation, but Jiang Duyun still had a frosty expression on his face, neither looking at him nor intending to explain aloud.

"Brother Duyun, if it was really you who sent me back, then I didn't realize it at the time, maybe it was me who broke your piano." Qu Youchun explained, and then hesitated: "Since I, I broke your piano. Lost your piano... I will definitely compensate you..."

"Compensation? What are you going to pay for? Do you want to pay for your copper stink?" Jiang Duyun sarcastically said with disdain.

Qu Youchun's face turned pale, but he didn't say anything.

Yan Chongming took out a porcelain bottle, handed it to Qu Youchun, and said in a low voice, "This is Xiqiu's soul, and I discovered it by accident."

Qu Youchun took the porcelain bottle and hugged it in his arms, his voice trembling slightly: "Xiqiu..."

After a pause, Qu Youchun raised his head and looked at Yan Chongming: "Where did you find Lord Yanshan?"

"On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qigong Kingdom." Yan Chongming.

Qu Youchun was a little lost, and murmured, "She's still homesick."

The reunion of brother and sister in this way is deeply sentimental.But as far as Meng Zhen is concerned, he is used to seeing the souls going back and forth on the Naihe Bridge, and the repeated rebirth, it seems to be indifferent.

"You Chun-jun, although this is only one soul, she will definitely be found. Then she will be able to reincarnate and die, and you brothers and sisters will finally meet again."

Meng Zhen didn't know if he listened to it or not, Yan Chongming returned the soul and left, Meng Zhen also left, when he walked to the door, he heard Qu Youchun say behind him: "Thank you, Yanshan Lord."

Jiang Duyun came out with him, his face was still expressionless, it seemed that there was nothing else he could pay attention to except Qin.

"Your Majesty, won't you go back to Jingling Palace?" Jiang Duyun asked, seeing that Yan Chongming didn't seem to have any intention of going back.

"I don't have a piano to practice. Oh, yes, your piano is also broken." Yan Chongming actually replied.

Meng Zhen thought it was funny, then thought of Shen Li, and said: "I forgot to ask Mr. You Chun just now, Xiao Li followed Meng Ge to the heaven, and that girl Meng Ge will definitely come to visit the erotic palace."

"I went to eat chestnut chicken." Jiang Duyun actually said, Meng Zhen felt incredible.Thinking about it again, Jiang Duyun probably met those two children when he was traveling in the erotic palace, maybe he was the one who drove Shen Li and the others away.

But since it is eating chestnut chicken, it must be going to the imperial city on earth.

"Meng Zhen, let's eat chestnut chicken too." Yan Chongming suddenly said to Meng Zhen, with an unconcealable smile in his eyes.

Jiang Duyun's expression on the side finally cracked, as if he was frightened, he had never seen such a soft-spoken Yanshan Jun, which made people get goosebumps.He suddenly remembered the painting Junshang drew when he left the customs. He was dressed in red, stern and decisive, and it was the Master Meng Shaozhuang in front of him.

Sure enough, there was a problem, and even Your Majesty was confused.

Jiang Duyun waited for further discussion, the two of them were gone.Forget it, let's go back to practicing the piano.

"Don't you really eat chestnut chicken?" Meng Zhen saw that Yan Chongming had left the heaven in the direction of Yufeng.

"Originally, I saw Du Yun's piano idiot was bored, so I did it on purpose. But now there is nothing left and right, why don't we go eat together." Yan Chongming laughed.

What's so good about chestnut chicken!But Meng Zhen still took Yan Chongming to the imperial city of Yanjing, the two of them ate one, Meng Zhen couldn't taste the taste anyway, but Yan Chongming said it was completely incomparable with grilled fish.

Meng Zhen was afraid that he would want to eat grilled fish again, so he quickly changed the subject.If he continued to eat, Xiao Li would definitely find that there were fewer fish when he went back.

Yan Chongming is in a good mood. He has lived in the Mirror Spirit Palace for a long time, outside the Nine Heavens, and has always been used to quietness. In addition, he has a weak heart since childhood and is not disturbed by external objects. He has almost never been to the human world.

This time, he changed his mind at any time with Meng Zhen. Although he remained indifferent along the way, Meng Zhen still saw the occasional flash of interest in his eyes.

Meng Zhen thought it was funny, Lord Yanshan really looked like a child, just like bringing Shen Li to the human world in the early years, he was obviously very curious, but he kept a stern face.Then I thought that Lord Yanshan grew up in Tiangong since he was a child, and later went to Yanshan. He should be used to being deserted, and he has never been in this world of fireworks.

Both of them had the spell of "obstructing breathing", and the Misty Rain Conch had the effect of "hiding", so they walked all the way in the downtown area and watched the flowers without being watched by anyone.

Until Meng Zhen saw a sugar seller's stall, Meng Zhen had some impressions of that booth. It was different from ordinary sugar seller stalls. The sugar seller's old man was very skilled, and he could watch people kneading sugar impromptu.

Meng Zhen looked around, it was about noon, and the sugar figurine stall was temporarily empty.He first quietly removed the technique of obstructing breath from his body, and brought Yan Chongming to the stall.

Yan Zhongming was a little unhappy when he saw that Meng Zhen had withdrawn the barrier breath technique, but seeing that there was no one around, he let him go.

Meng Zhen looked at the craftsman who was dozing by the booth, stepped forward and said in harmony: "Old man, make a sugar man."

The old artist was already a light sleeper. After hearing this, he glanced over slowly, but when he saw Meng Zhen, he came over at once, sat up straight, and said pleasantly, "Sir, it's you!"

Meng Zhen nodded with a smile and said, "I'm here to buy sugar figurines again."

"Should I still pinch that young master?" the old artist asked.He has sold sugar figurines for almost his entire life, supported his family with this craft, and made all kinds of beings, but none of them were as impressive as this gentleman and the young man he brought, so when he saw Meng Zhen, I recognized it.

"Don't pinch the young master today, pinch the eldest son." Meng Zhen said with a smile, then quietly removed the barrier-breathing technique from Yan Chongming's body, and pulled him in front of him.

The old artist suddenly saw Yan Chongming's appearance, he was stunned on the spot, and even rubbed his eyes, after a while, he exclaimed: "Young master is really a god!"

"How about it? Uncle, make a big boy sugar man." Seeing Yan Chongming's disapproving frown, Meng Zhen smiled and stretched out his hand to poke his arm.

"This..." The old artist seemed to be in a dilemma. He just saw a tall young man behind this gentleman, and he didn't care. Now that he saw it clearly, he realized the magic of creation. The young man in front of him surpassed The mortal beings he has seen all his life are so divine and human that he can't find words to describe them for a while.

Seeing the old artist's embarrassed look, Meng Zhen felt a little regretful, but then he heard the old artist say in surprise, "I'll try."

The two stood in front of the sugar figurine stand like this. Fortunately, it was noon and there were few pedestrians on the street, and they turned their backs to the outside, so no one noticed.The craftsman who was concentrating on drawing the sugar figurine buried his head in crafting, and looked up at Yan Chongming from time to time.

During this period, Yan Chongming kept his face cold. If Meng Zhen hadn't been by his side, he would have left long ago.Meng Zhen also knew when the always honorable Lord Yanshan would ever be observed and scrutinized like this, but at the moment he had no choice but to do so. He tried his best to show Yan Chongming the sugar figurine that he made next to him as a model to distract him.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long, about half a cup of tea, the old artist handed the pinched sugar figurine to Meng Zhen.

"Sir, are you satisfied? I tried my best."

Meng Zhen took the sugar figurine, and his eyes lit up immediately, a slap-sized feasting tiger came to life.His eyebrows are clear and his appearance is handsome, even if he has a straight face, but it is just like this, which invisibly highlights his usual cold and indifferent temperament.

"Haha, this is too similar." Meng Zhen looked at the sugar figurine in his hand over and over again, not satisfied.

"It's good that sir is satisfied." The old artist was especially happy, as if he had completed a stunning work.

Meng Zhen was about to open the storage bag to pay, but heard Yan Chongming say to the old artist: "Give him one too."

Meng Zhen suddenly felt that Lord Yanshan was extremely cute, obviously he was still reluctant before, but now he was holding the pinched sugar figurine to watch, Yan Chongming glanced over countless times.

"Here, look how well this is made, it really looks like you." Meng Zhen handed the sugar figurine to Yan Chongming who wanted to see it but didn't say anything.

"Fair." Yan Chongming still had an indifferent expression, evaluating the sugar figurine in his hand.

It was not the first time that the craftsman had seen Meng Zhen, so he was much more proficient at kneading it, and soon made a small sugar figurine that looked like Meng Zhen.

This time, Yan Chongming had quick eyes and quick hands, and took the sugar man first.

Meng Zhen paid the money, and bid farewell to the old artist amidst his excitement.

The two walked on the street and performed the breath-obstructing technique again.

"Yan Tiger, show me." Ever since he left the sugar figurine stand, Yan Chongming has been holding on to the two sugar figurines, and he has never seen what his own one looks like.

After taking the sugar figurine from Yan Chongming, Meng Zhen couldn't help laughing immediately.His own one was actually full of smiles, and Yan Chongming's expression was even more indifferent.The two sugar figures are one black and one white, one is cold and the other is warm, the contrast is really strong.

"Yan Tiger, look at you, it's like someone owes you money." Meng Zhen commented with a smile, comparing the two sugar figures together.

Yan Chongming didn't say anything, and glanced at Meng Zhen's hand from time to time.

"Oh! It's stuck together..." Meng Zhen looked at the two sugar figurines in his hand, his lips were sticking to the face of Yan Chongming's sugar figurine.

Meng Zhen was embarrassed for a while. Just now, in order to show that the sugar figurine of Chongming had a cold expression, he specially moved his own to compare it. It is now noon, and the sun is strong, which softens the sugar figurine in his hand. It just stuck together.

Meng Zhen wanted to separate the two sugar figurines, but he was afraid that the shape would be damaged, and if he touched it for a while, it might melt in the sun.

Yan Chongming's fingertips flickered with spiritual power, and the two sugar figures were immediately solidified. The sugar bodies were firm, and there was no need to worry about bumping or melting. However, the sticking sugar figures were inseparable.

Meng Zhen angrily poked the candy figurine on the cheek, then handed the candy figurine to Yan Chongming.

"Give it all to you."

He originally planned to give him Yan Chongming's appearance, but now there is another one, they can't be separated anyway, and they are all given to him together.

Yan Chongming took the sugar figurine, and actually poked Meng Zhen's sugar figurine on the cheek, "Sex embryo!"

Meng Zhen pretended not to hear Yan Chongming's joking words, and walked a few steps quickly, trying to calm the heat on his face.