On the unfortunate days in the underworld

They didn't leave immediately, Xiao Changlu asked him mercifully if there was any place he would like to visit, of course Huiming didn't know the reason for this, he thought it must be that the days to come would be more difficult and difficult, this was the only way to taste the sweetness of.

But for Huiming, there are almost no familiar places in the world. The only place he still has a slight impression in his mind is the place where he was born and raised. But a hundred years have passed, who knows what it will look like there?

"Well, brother Xiao, I want to go back to my hometown." Huiming thought about it for a long time before deciding to go back.

"Okay." Xiao Changlu kept his promise and agreed without hesitation.

The two had a clear purpose this time, and it didn't take much effort to reach Huiming's hometown. What used to be just a small town in Huiming's memory had become a bustling city full of buildings, but the magnificent appearance made Huiming Feeling completely strange, in his sleep, the scenes of interlaced streets and alleys and a few hawkers who occasionally flashed by in his sleep have already turned into lights of thousands of houses and a bustling city with thousands of people, just want to stop and rest for a while. Five or six children came up to sell flowers and grass.

"Oh, it's a bad dream once in a hundred years," Huiming sighed. There is no familiar feeling here, just like your playmate who played around every day when you were young. At that time, your body was covered with mud and your bare feet were walking Running around in the field, when he grows up, when he sees him again, he is dressed in gold and silver, full of politeness, although he is still the same, but time has changed everything, you can no longer pat him on the shoulder kindly, the last fantasy in your heart Also completely shattered.

Maybe I felt a little bored, Huiming wanted to give up like this, but he walked to a Taoist temple and saw the incense burning inside. He thought it was some fairy master who was so popular with the people here, so it was made of gold bricks and jade tiles. After visiting such a treasure temple, he wanted to go in for a stroll, but was stopped by the old man at the door, who forced him and Xiao Changlu to buy three sticks of incense each before putting them in.

"This is not a fairy, this is simply a robber." Huiming said angrily, but he looked at Xiao Changlu's indifferent face very strangely, wondering why he was so calm, and looked up at the enshrined sign in the Taoist temple. The four big characters "Hui Ming Shangxian" are written squarely.

"Uh," Huiming became a little dull. He didn't expect that he would become a god enshrined here. It was purely a coincidence that he became a god back then, and he belonged to the highest level of foodies. His hometown turned out to be a legend.

However, what makes Huiming feel even more embarrassed is that the statue on it doesn't look like himself at all. The statue is covered in gold paint and is wearing a bejeweled green Taoist robe. It looks like Xianquan was an old Taoist priest before. It's just that the white beard is more elegant and slender, holding a dust whisk in one hand, and a magic weapon like a Yin-Yang five-element mirror in the other hand, and a kind and kind face, even the wrinkles are clearly carved, and the forehead is still on the forehead. There is a red dot on the top, and a lotus throne under the feet, which is a work that combines the characteristics of Buddha, immortal and Taoism.

Huiming looked at himself on the stage, blushing a little, turned his head to look at Xiao Changlu next to him, only to find that the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he was snickering.

"You're snickering!" Huiming yelled as if he had discovered a new treasure, and the eyes of the people around him all focused on him, as if they were complaining that they disturbed the tranquility of the Taoist temple.

"No." Xiao Changlu immediately lowered his face, and firmly denied what he had just done.

"Yes, you are just laughing at me." Huiming still insisted on his position, and seeing Xiao Changlu still didn't want to admit it, he continued to refute: "I saw very clearly just now, absolutely no vision, you, you, you laugh Admit it, it's no big deal..."

Then Huiming saw Xiao Changlu squint his eyes, and immediately shut his mouth, but it was too late, he had already been carried out by the collar, under the sympathetic eyes of everyone.

After that, Xiao Changlu seemed to be really annoyed, and without asking Huiming what else he wanted to do, he took him back to the underworld. Huiming's trip to the world ended so unexpectedly because of his talk.

After returning, Xiao Changlu had something to do, so Huiming chose to go back to the room to rest. On the way back, looking at the spooky and gloomy scenery along the way, he felt a little kind, and felt that this underworld was not It's bad, at least everyone is living a real life, you see, if you talk too much, your tongue will grow, and if your heart is bad, your stomach will rot. Although there is no one here, the place full of ghosts makes him feel more comfortable.

"You're back," a little ghost messenger saw Huiming, ran over happily, and brought out a bowl of white and fragrant soup for him, "My lord, this is a soup made from brain flowers. It's delicious. , do you want to have a taste!"

Huiming covered his mouth and quickly told him to back down, at this time another ghost messenger appeared and said politely to him: "Sir, whether you eat the new elbow or not, it is boiled with the oil from the unfilial people of the third generation. made."

"Woo——" Huiming ignored him, trotted all the way back to his room, and took a few breaths before recovering, "The underworld is good, but the taste here is too bad." He thought so , and then plunged into the bed and fell asleep.

On the other side, when Xiao Changlu went to the Palace of the King of Hell, Feng Yin sat on a rocking chair, rocking it back and forth, holding a book of folk pornography, reading it with great interest.

"I'm back." Xiao Changlu unceremoniously sat down on the seat dedicated to King Hades, and his demeanor instantly returned to the original gloomy and indifferent.

"Hey, you still remember coming back." Feng Yin teased him and said, "I thought you were too happy to leave, to stay in the world and be with your little pet, Hongchen, and gallop on horseback."

"Hmph," Xiao Changlu didn't bother to argue with him, and said straight to the point, "I've already found the goblin bead, now I'm going to find the Yin Jie bead."

"This," Feng Yin smacked his lips after hearing this, "it's hard to find. I've been in the underworld for so many years, but I haven't sensed its existence. With your little pet, no matter how sensitive he is, he won't be able to find it." So easy to find."

"I have a feeling." Xiao Changlu replied, "I know where it is."

"Oh." Feng Yin was very surprised how he knew, then looked at his expression, and said suddenly: "Could it be that place, you, you finally got out of there, will there be any problems if you go in again?" ah."

"What else could go wrong? How bad can my situation be," Xiao Changlu said indifferently, "It would be a good thing if I really can't get out..."

"Bah, bah, don't say such unlucky words," Feng Yin quickly interrupted his pessimistic associations, and said, "With the little pet around, it will definitely go well. He is born with good luck, and his luck will also improve with you. , but, do you want to tell him the destination this time?"

"Of course I will tell you when we get there." Xiao Changlu said truthfully.

After hearing this, Feng Yin's face was darkened, thinking that this little pet is too pitiful, so he immediately sent a ghost messenger to send him some delicious food, so as not to lose his appetite for a long time later.

And the ignorant Huiming didn't know what was going to happen next, he just felt that the food had improved a lot these days, it was almost as good as Tiangong, and he had gained weight unconsciously, eating too much occasionally Going out for a walk to eat is also a pleasant mood and refreshing.This time he walked to the side of Naihe Bridge again. At first he thought that Ya'er was still making Mengpo soup, but he didn't expect it to be a little girl.

"Where's Ya'er?" Huiming asked curiously.

"Sister Ya'er went out to buy ingredients, and I'm here to help." The little girl said to him with a smile, and saw that the little girl's hands were constantly fiddling with, and scents wafted out.

"Are you steaming buns?" Huiming looked at the steamer, feeling that there are still various delicacies in this underworld.

"That's right, Sister Ya'er said that the style of Mengpo soup needs to be improved, so we made soup dumplings, biting into it, it's juicy and meaty, it's guaranteed to be an excellent delicacy, why, big brother, do you want to have a taste? ?" The little girl looked at him innocently and asked obediently.

Huiming swallowed, thinking that it would be okay to taste it, but just as he stretched out his hand, it was knocked away by a gust of wind.Looking back, Xiao Changlu appeared here without anyone noticing.

When the little girl saw Xiao Changlu, she immediately got under the table and said nothing.

"Brother Xiao." Huiming greeted happily.

"You are not allowed to touch the things here in the future." Xiao Changlu was obviously very dissatisfied with his delicious attribute, "It smells like rotten meat, I don't know what you are greedy for."

When Huiming heard it, he almost broke out in sweat, but he smelled very fragrant. He didn't expect that the little girl looked kind, but he didn't know it was so dark.

"It seems that you have had enough rest these days, let's go to the next place." Xiao Changlu said the invitation in a commanding tone.

"Okay." Huiming thought he was going somewhere to play again, so he said happily, "Where are we going this time?"

"You'll know when you get there." Xiao Changlu rarely said anything outright.