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Jin Wu didn't know how long Wu Gang had been chopping the tree here. The osmanthus tree grew as soon as it was cut, and it seemed that it would never be cut down. Wu Gang also clearly knew that the osmanthus tree would not fall down, but he still tried his best to cut down thousands of trees. Tens of thousands of years.If the osmanthus tree does not fall down, Wu Gang will never be able to leave. Day after day, year after year, it seems that the only thing left in Wu Gang's life is cutting down trees.

Wu Gang has been under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree for thousands of years. He can only see the misty clouds and mist that have remained unchanged for thousands of years in Guanghan Palace. He kept chopping down the tree with all his strength. It has been a long time since he looked up to see the sweet-scented osmanthus in full bloom. He has long forgotten The mortal world is colorful, forgetting the temperature of the sun shining on the face.

Jin Wu likes to pick up sweet-scented osmanthus while chatting with Wu Gang. In fact, most of the time Jin Wu is talking and Wu Gang is listening. Tree, unwilling to answer, Jin Wu asked Wu Gang if he wanted to go down to earth or go to other places to have a look, Wu Gang's hands paused.

"If the osmanthus tree doesn't fall down, I will never be able to leave Guanghan Palace." Wu Gang said and continued to cut down the tree.

The indifferent tone and indifferent expression could not conceal Wu Gang's expectation of leaving this lonely place.

Later, Jin Wu went to the mortal world to practice, and he hadn’t drank osmanthus wine for a long time. In order to get more pots of wine from the God of Dionysus, the first thing he did when he returned to the heaven was to go to Guanghan Palace to pick up osmanthus flowers. Wu Gang was still chopping trees there.

Jin Wu asked Wu Gang again if he wanted to leave Guanghan Palace and visit other places.

Wu Gang still said that, if the osmanthus tree does not fall, I will never be able to leave Guanghan Palace.

So Jin Wu told Wu Gang what he had seen and heard in the mortal world for hundreds of years, about the peach blossoms in spring, the rising sun in summer, the fallen leaves in autumn, the snow in winter, about emperors, generals, talents and beauties, Talking about the various states of the world... Wu Gang raised his head and put down the rusty ax that he had held for thousands of years.

"Old Wu, the Heavenly Emperor didn't tie you up with an iron chain, so you can go if you want, and I'll watch for you."

Therefore, Wu Gang finally couldn't resist the temptation, and under the cover of Jin Wu, he left Guanghan Palace and descended to the mortal world.

Jin Wu picked up a bag full of sweet-scented osmanthus, thinking that Wu Gang would not come back so soon, so he sat under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree to guard Wu Gang, and there was no need to set up a barrier, since no one would come to Guanghan Palace for a walk anyway.

The scenery of Guanghan Palace is always so deserted. No wonder all the gods living in Guanghan Palace look depressed. Fairy Chang'e is so beautiful, but she has never seen her smile. The silly rabbit was in a daze.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the golden sweet-scented osmanthus fell to the ground. Jin Wu stretched out his hand to grab them, grabbed a few handfuls that hadn't touched the ground, and put them into the cloth bag.

"It turns out that the person you miss the most is Wu Gang. You didn't tell me when you came back, but you came here directly to chat with Wu Gang."

Jin Wuwen looked around, only to see a handsome man in a blue shirt slowly walking from the misty clouds with a jug of wine.

Standing like a zhilan jade tree, smiling like a bright moon in his arms.

Wang Zhi went straight to Jin Wu and sat down, then asked where Wu Gang had gone, Jin Wu truthfully replied that he saw that Wu Gang was too lonely and secretly let Wu Gang go down to earth, Wang Zhi smiled, didn't ask any more questions, and just told Wu Gang The lid of the jug in his hand was lifted, and the aroma of wine was overflowing, fresh and tangy.

"Is it sweet-scented osmanthus wine?" The fresh aroma of the wine stimulated Jin Wu's long-hungry taste, and Jin Wu involuntarily leaned over it.

"I knew you were coming back, so I asked the God of Dionysus for a jug." Wang Zhi handed the wine to Jin Wu, "I don't have any stories to tell him, so I just got a jug."

Jin Wu couldn't wait to take a sip of the wine, but the wine brewed by Dionysus was the best, "Even if you go to get the wine, you have to tell him a story, he is too stingy, I picked up a big bag of sweet-scented osmanthus, I should be able to get a few jugs of wine in exchange, and when Wu Gang comes back, I will go find him and have a drink with you at night!"

As the saying goes, a thousand cups of wine is rare for a bosom friend, but Jin Wu's alcohol capacity is really bad, and he started to feel a little dizzy after only drinking a small pot. Although he doesn't drink often, his alcohol capacity is much better than Jin Wu's.

"After some experience in the mortal world, your drinking capacity is still so poor. The few pots of wine you exchanged with sweet-scented osmanthus are enough for you to drink for many days." Wang Zhi took the jug and smiled.

Wandering in the mortal world for hundreds of years, I have seen countless scenery, but it is still the most beautiful scenery Jin Wu has ever seen.

Jin Wu's face was slightly drunk, and he raised his hand to stick to Wang Zhi's face with a silly smile, and stroked Wang Zhi's face, his eyes were a little blurred: "I did something to the God of Flowers, and then when I came to the mortal world, they said that only You can only do this with people you like.”

Another gust of wind blew, and the golden sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fell one after another, covering the two of them, looking at them, their soft and moist lips, with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, lightly touched Jin Wu's lips.

Wang Zhi smiled and said, "Is that so?"

Yes, that's right.

This is something that can only be done to the person you like, and it must be gentle, sincere, and pure.

But in the end, I discovered that the more beautiful things are, the easier they are to break and be tainted.

The Wangzhi who sat under the crabapple flowers playing the piano for Jinwu, the Wangzhi who kissed Jinwu lightly under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the Wangzhi who went to the Nether Blood Sea to find Lingzhu in order to heal Jinwu, the one who met Jinwu when they first met. Wangzhi is still spotless on the chaotic battlefield... Wangzhi was the most gentle and beautiful, but in the end he gouged out Jin Wu's eyes with his own hands, put Jin Wuguan into the Demon Locking Tower with his own hands, and pushed Jin Wu into the Demon Locking Tower with his own hands. The deepest and darkest hell.

They clearly agreed to go together, to the ends of the earth, to grow old hand in hand, but in the end it was he who turned his back on Jin Wu first.

Don't think about it, don't think about it, spirits are poisonous.

Before he knew it, the pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in his hand was empty. Jin Wu was leaning against the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and was about to reach for another pot of wine when he saw a person in a lightly dress, covered in moonlight, stepping on auspicious clouds, coming towards him. .

When Jin Wu first came to heaven, he was not familiar with all the gods, so everyone didn't know that he could drink very badly. Seeing that he was a newcomer, he always liked to drink alcohol at banquets, especially Bi Lord Lingshen and God of Dionysus, as soon as they saw Jin Wu, they took Jin Wu to drink. As a result, every time Jin Wu got dizzy after three cups, and fell down after five cups. He clings to Flower God and doesn't let go.

Once drinking with God of Dionysus, God of Flower, and God of Biling, Jin Wu hugged God of Flower tightly when he was drunk, and would not let God of Flower go without letting God of Flower kiss him.Flower God is naturally unwilling to kiss Jin Wu, but who knows that Bi Ling Shenjun, who is not too busy, ran over drunk and held Jin Wu and Flower God's heads one by one, forcing Jin Wu and Flower God to kiss each other piece.

After Jin Wu woke up, he was afraid that the flower god would not let him go, so he ran to the mortal world under the pretext of going to the mortal world to practice.

The afternoon sun shone in through the dilapidated windows of the hut, Jin Wu felt a little dazzling, and lazily retracted his head into the quilt and continued to sleep.The touch under his body was very soft and warm, which aggravated his desire to stay in bed. Just as he was about to turn over, he felt as if he was being held down by something, and it was quite heavy.

Jin Wu stretched his head out of the quilt sleepily and took a look. A slender arm held Jin Wu tightly in his arms through the quilt. sleeping face.

Fine specks of light sprinkled softly on his face, his clean and white face was sharp and angular, one side was buried in the shadow, his breathing was light, with a unique fragrance, his long and curly eyelashes were lightened by the glare of the sun. trembling slightly.

So lovely.Jin said inadvertently.

Jin Wu gently covered his eyes with his hands, blocking the sunlight for him.

The small courtyard on the west side of the General's Mansion has been abandoned for a long time, no one would come in and out normally, the room is very quiet, the air is fresh, the sunshine is just right, Jin Wu also wanted to sleep a little longer, but suddenly felt something was wrong with him.

Jin Wu felt sore all over, and sat up reluctantly, the soft brocade quilt slipped off his body, exposing his bare/naked upper body to the air, and when he looked down, he was completely stripped off. Only one pair of pants left!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!What's going on!Jin Wu wouldn't have done something stupid while drunk, it's impossible!Jin Wu has always been an upright god!

Bu Ya was woken up by Jin Wu's movements, and saw Jin Wu sitting on the bed with a terrified expression in his sleepy eyes, with only a pair of underpants left on his whole body, with a panoramic view of his graceful curves and porcelain-like white and delicate skin.

The four eyes met, the two sides were speechless, this time it was Bu Ya who blushed first, Bu Ya's clothes were still neat, but he pulled the brocade quilt over his head and wrapped his body tightly Inside the brocade quilt, only a pair of feet were left exposed because the brocade quilt was not long enough.

"This...you..." Jin Wu was at a loss, and then blushed for a while.

Seeing Bu Ya's actions, Jin Wu became more convinced of his own thoughts, and resignedly stretched out his hand to pull the brocade quilt: "Bu Ya, did I go crazy from drinking too much last night? What did I do? No matter what I did , I will be responsible to you."

Bu Ya bent his legs and retracted his feet into the brocade quilt, and wrapped the brocade quilt a little tighter. He heard the meaning of Jin Wu's words, and immediately his neck turned red, and he was stuffy in the quilt Said: "Last night when you were drunk, you took off your clothes by yourself. After taking off your clothes, you fell asleep without doing anything."

Jin Wu heaved a sigh of relief, luckily he didn't drink too much and play hooligan like he did back then, otherwise he would really be ashamed to see others.But Bu Ya was still stuffed under the quilt and refused to come out, he shrank into a ball, white and soft, like a silkworm, one couldn't help but want to pinch it.

Jin Wu pulled the brocade quilt again, and deliberately poked Bu Ya's waist through the brocade quilt, "Bu Ya, aren't you hot?"

Bu Ya moved to the side in a jerk, until he moved to the bed, and said angrily through Jin, "Go out, I want to change clothes."

"What clothes to change, you are not bedwetting..."

"I didn't, get out!" Bu Ya blushed, almost unable to hold back her head.

Since nothing happened, there is nothing to be shy about being big men, but just go out, Jin Wu is not a wretched god who likes to watch others change clothes.Maybe Bu Ya really wet the bed.

So Jin Wu got out of bed and picked up the clothes he had taken off all over the floor, put them on in a hurry, and went out smartly.

By the time Jin Wu took a shower outside, changed into clean clothes, and bought a few pastries and came back, the dilapidated hut had already looked brand new, from the tiles on the roof to the cracks in the bricks on the floor, everything was messed up Clean and spotless.

The most spotless one is the man standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back. He has changed into clean clothes, and his long light brown hair is partly tied. When he heard the movement, he turned his head and looked at Jin Wu, the afterglow of the setting sun outlined his With a sharp-edged face and bright fire marks on his forehead, he said, "Your house is too dirty."

"I cleaned it once when I first moved in, but it may have been abandoned for too long, and the cleaning was not thorough." Jin Wu put the pastry on the table that was so clean that it could reflect light.

"These pastries are delicious, try them." Zhibuya loves to be clean, and Jinwu cleaned the cup again before pouring tea, "Have you checked it, is there a wick on the mortal's body?"

Bu Ya was not polite to Jin, took the tea, ate some pastry, and said slowly: "The mortal does have a wick, but it's hard to get it."

"why?"

When Bu Ya was in Penglai, he told Emperor Donghua about Ling Han, hoping to get advice from Emperor Donghua.Emperor Donghua told Bu Ya that Ling Han was originally a ray of soul that was about to dissipate, but it survived only by being attached to a Xihe wick by chance. The aura of the wick was gradually awakened, and by the power of the wick, it was attached to the mortal body and became a human being.

He should have disappeared, and he was missing a soul and a soul. The things that have not been scattered are too much for heaven and earth. He was squeezed out of the cycle of reincarnation. Even if his soul is retrieved, he cannot be reincarnated.

Last night when Jin Wu was so drunk that he was unconscious, Bu Ya went to see Ling Han.

At that time, Bu Ya sensed the power of the wick and found Ling Han. He wanted to take out the wick from Ling Han's body, but found that Ling Han's soul was really attached to the wick as Emperor Donghua said, and the soul was less One soul and one soul, if the soul is forcibly separated from the wick, Ling Han will be wiped out.

The author has something to say: It’s not bedwetting, it’s a flag raising/flag