Plug your head full of hairpin flowers

He walked faster, so that he didn't even dare to use the wind control technique, so he could only coax Zisong to walk together.

He didn't know what it was, or how to deal with it, but...

But subconsciously concealed it from Zisong.

It's always right not to worry him.

Duguangzhiye was on the east side, the two of them laughed all the way, and their footsteps were not too slow. After walking for a long time, they arrived at Tanggu near the East China Sea. Zhan Li was leading Zisong to climb to the top of Tanggu Mountain.

Zisong was sweating profusely. Because of the heat, he had to untie the bands on his wrists, and used them to tie up his hair that had been letting loose all the time: "Didn't you say to go to the East China Sea to find Xuanjing needles? Where is it?"

The heat in Hell is so hot that even Zisong, who has long been used to it, can hardly bear it, not to mention Zhan Li, who was spoiled by Xianting, had to be more careful to hide the ulcers on his shoulders, neck and wrists after sweating in his thin shirt. Taking a breath, he pointed to the dazzling light on the top of the mountain in front of him and the towering tree growing upwards in the light, which was no less than Jianmu: "That is the light of the sun. This is Tanggu, that tree, other The name Fusang, ten suns, one flies to the sky along the branches of the Fusang to be on duty, and the other nine live in the valley."

☆、Sacred Tree Hibiscus

Speaking of this, his throat was so dry that it hurt so dry that he couldn't hold it any longer. He slumped down with a boulder and waved his hands again and again: "No...it's like a mountain of flames here, it's too hot. Take a break."

Zisong was also panting from the heat, so he sat down carelessly at his feet, first took out the water bag and took a sip, then handed the water bag over very naturally: "So what are you doing here? Fight with the Bull Demon King or borrow a fan from Princess Iron Fan?"

Zhan Li just took the water bag, and didn't care that he drank it, just took a sip, choked on his words, and coughed: "Don't think I can't hear you calling me a monkey."

He smiled "hehe" and grinned out that canine tooth: "Even if you are a monkey, you are also the Monkey King among them, and also my Great Sage Equaling Heaven."

Zhan Li didn't hold back, he laughed and cursed "Get lost", and then said: "The Fusang sacred tree grows in the lower part of the valley. This valley is strange. The only entrance and exit is the natural moat on the top of the mountain. We climbed to the top of the mountain and climbed down from the tree. , Go to the valley and find Jumang Shangshen.”

"Ju Mang? Who is Ju Mang?"

He rolled his eyes at him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You have read Journey to the West thoroughly, why don't you read the Classic of Mountains and Seas?"

Hearing the words, Zi Sui gave him a light hammer on his knee, and he was unreasonable and strong: "I'm not as educated as you, why don't you tell me?"

He spread his hands and had no choice but to explain in detail: "After Pangu God created the world, the Three Realms were formed, but two accidents happened."

"Firstly, some animals were infected by the divine power of the God, and accidentally developed other abilities, such as the heel that can bring plagues and the green farming that can restrain plagues. Many animals seek good fortune and avoid evil, and take refuge in these Alien beasts, over time, the animals in the world are divided into two factions, and an additional Alien Beast Realm that does not belong to the Three Realms is born. The second is that although there is a fairy garden, there is no one there. When the Three Realms first divided, the four seasons were chaotic. Day and night are reversed. In order to maintain the balance of the Three Realms, the Alien Beast Realm, which inherited the power of the gods of Pangu, elected a god to temporarily take charge of the operation of the Three Realms. They did not retire until the system of gods and monarchs in the Immortal Court was fully developed. This is why the Three Realms are right The reason why the Alien Beast World is very respectful is that the original gods were all assumed by alien beasts. And Jumang Shangshen, the former wood god, is also the spring god. He dominates the growth of plants and trees, and at the same time He is in charge of farming, and there is a custom of offering sacrifices to the God of Spring, Jumang. After he retired, he lived here and supervised the ten suns to ensure the order of the shift."

Zi Sui listened for a while, but didn't understand, blinked his eyes and asked again: "So why are you looking for him?"

Zhan Li sighed, rubbed his forehead, and felt a sense of powerlessness that a child could not teach: "Before I went down to the world, I heard that the God of Spring Equinox in Xianting has been missing for a long time, and that people have souls, and gods have godheads. In the Palace of Longevity on July [-]th in the court, there is a seven-core seven ever-burning lamps connected to the godhead. It has been tens of thousands of years to take over the work of God Jumang. Now that I have come to the East China Sea, why not ask God God Jumang? Maybe... the God of Spring Equinox is here, and it is unknown .”

Only then did Zisong ponder and raise his eyebrows: "You suspect that the disappearance of the God of the Spring Equinox has something to do with the people who plot against us?"

He nodded: "I do have doubts, but I have to ask God Jumang to know the specifics."

After that, he hung the water bag around his waist and patted his shoulder: "Let's go, it's hotter ahead."

Zi Chong had no choice but to take a deep breath and followed with a bitter expression.

Speaking of which, he can go alone, so why drag him along?

But after thinking about Zhanli telling him to stand still and not moving, he shook his head resolutely.

No, he didn't dare to let this person run around, the ghost knows when he will come back once he is out of his sight.

The two climbed up again against the hot wind and high temperature. Tanggu is different from ordinary valleys. There is no entrance and exit at the foot of the mountain. The only exit is on the natural moat on the top of the mountain. There is a huge bowl in the valley, and there is a huge tree growing in the valley. Its branches climb up to the sky and go straight into the clouds. Its trunk is enough for hundreds of people to hug. Even a tree looks very crowded.

The branches on the tree are full of bright red flowers, which are as big as the palm of an adult. Among the branches, there are a few black crows jumping up and down. Their tail feathers are long and beautiful, but they have three legs. It shone with dazzling brilliance, and sprinkled golden powder-like shards of light——

This is probably what the world calls "colorful black".

The closer you get, the higher the temperature. Zisong wiped off his sweat and exhaled, "What is that?"

Zhanli took a breath, covered in sweat, the sweat seeped into the festering wound, the pain made him tremble, hissed, and he covered it up, and then said: "Don't touch it, stay away, it's a three-legged crow, Incarnation of the sun."

He glanced at the legendary hibiscus tree again, and rolled his eyes: "This tree looks ugly, can it withstand such a high temperature?"

Zhanli chuckled: "Not only that, this sacred tree can also allow these nine sun god birds to stand on the branches and bathe in magma."

After all, he jumped forward, easily jumped onto the hibiscus branch, and climbed down.

Seeing this, Zi Sui breathed a sigh of relief, endured the high temperature and jumped up the tree with him.

The nine three-legged crows were surprised to see others intruding into their territory, and quickly neighed sharply, and came over, flying up and down around the two of them, even the light chips were as hot as magma, Zhan Li did not dare to move rashly, and said quickly: "Several gods, I don't intend to disturb you. I'm going to ask God Zhanli to see God Jumang. Can you ask the gods to let us go?"

The nine birds neighed again and flapped their wings around them, as if they were thinking about asking them to find something to say to God, but in the end they all avoided and let them go down.

Zhanli heaved a sigh of relief, wiped off his sweat, turned his head and said "let's go" to Zisong, and continued to climb down.

Although the sacred tree is tall, it is full of branches. As long as you avoid the group of sun god birds who are indiscriminately staring at them with small eyes, it is still easy to climb, but it gets hotter and hotter as you go down, like a fire. The heat wave is rolling, the sweat drips down, and evaporates before landing. Even the densely covered stones under the tree are all white, obviously baked into limestone by high temperature. The valley is almost a big cave with only one air outlet on the top. , the bottom looked like a stuffy and hot kiln, and the abdominal wall was also baked white by the long-term high temperature.

Under this almost difficult high temperature, the hibiscus tree actually looks cool.

Zisong clung to the tree trunk, unwilling to go down. Under the fumigation of the heat wave, his violent factors were boiling in his blood, and he was so hot that he couldn't even grind his teeth: "So, where is your Jumang God?"

If he doesn't appear again, what will appear is his own god-killing heart!

Apart from the giant hibiscus tree and the nine colorful sun birds, how could this cave dwelling look like a place where gods lived for a long time?

Rao Zhanli supported the tree trunk and called out "God Mang Shangshen" twice, but no one answered.

Under Zi Chong's rage, his murderous desire surged up again, his obsidian-like eyes were stained red, and in an instant, he burst into a rage, dozens of smiling skulls flew out from behind him for no reason, with mournful laughter and crackling sounds. One after another, it echoed over and over again in the cave dwelling.

Dust was flying under the explosion, and the white dust choked Zhan Li's face. He was about to speak, but he heard the shrill sound of crows above his head, the golden light was shining, and the temperature around him rose rapidly again, not good!

Immediately grabbed Zisong and rolled down, the corner of the robe was instantly ignited, seeing that the two of them were about to burn into a ball of fire, there was nothing else to care about, the divine power quickly condensed into a barrier, protecting both him and Zisong He got up and looked up again, and saw several three-legged crows gathered on the branch he stepped on just now, all wrapped in a huge ball of fire, and the drops of magma dripping down were all extinguished on the tree.

Once the supernatural power is used, the festering on the body will become more and more violent. Zhan Li cursed "Damn" in a low voice, then grabbed Zisong, who was getting more and more murderous, and said sharply: "This is the sun bird, you can't move it!" ! Do you still want to be condemned by God? Go away!"

After finishing speaking, he resisted the burning sensation all over his body, jumped up, and almost brushed against the branches and the fireball of the three-legged crow, and headed for the exit above his head.

And how could the three-legged crow let them go easily, screaming sharply, bursting into deafening crows, quickly flew to the top of their heads, hid in the fireball and waved its wings, magma rained down like rain!

Zhanli reacted quickly, and immediately raised his hands like a wind, engulfing the two of them, standing still, using his divine power to cool all the boiling magma into stones.

However, under the rapid operation of divine power, the festering wounds on his body also expanded at an accelerated rate, almost seeping into the heart and lungs.

He gritted his teeth and kept silent, trying to break through the three-legged crow's defense line, and rushed out of the ground with Zisong. However, the sun god birds were united, and after a moment of hesitation, they chased after them, and the nine suns crowded together tightly. At the exit, there was a heavy rain of magma, and under the high temperature, it only took a moment to burn through his hurricane.

Seeing the higher and higher temperature approaching, the magma was about to fall on him, but he was unresponsive for some reason, Zi Song didn't think too much, he turned back and pulled him into his arms, turning his body into a pitch-black The evil spirit was like fire, surging from his back, but still unable to compete with the strength of the nine three-legged crows, the hot magma just passed through the evil spirit and burned on his back.

He has also suffered the rain of knives and fire at the knife wheel of the living hell, and he has long been used to the pain, so he only groaned softly, and hugged him tightly in his arms, like a copper wall and an iron wall, and the evil spirit immediately filled the crowded room with divine power. In the cave, he was forced by the sun's rays again and again. Even though he was surrounded by evil spirits, the fragile robe corners burned by themselves at a higher temperature.

...Damn it!

☆, the years are quiet and good

"Zi Sui! Left!"

He keenly felt that the person in his arms was breaking free from his embrace from the right, and quickly endured the high temperature and burning clothes, and tried his best to burst out with the greatest evil spirit. A pothole came, and after only a moment of hesitation, Zhan Li blasted to the right at the same time.

——However, under the high temperature and torture, there was not much power left, and only a small hole was blown out after exhausting all efforts.

Fortunately, it exploded twice before and after, attracting the attention of the three-legged crow, and finally a tiny gap was exposed through the blocked exit.

"go!"

Zhan Li held his breath, the festering wound had already spread to his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he grabbed Zi Song.Just rush out of that gap.

What little divine power he had left could not maintain the barrier between the two of them, let alone rush to the exit together. Even though the dazzling light cut his skin like Ling Chi and even burned his clothes, he still calculated accurately. With his own strength, at the last moment, he threw his hand and pushed Zisong out of the exit, while he himself fell straight down again amidst the raging fire.

Zi Song turned around and landed smoothly, then pounced down, grabbing Zhan Li's festered and peeling hand, and the flames climbed up his sleeve along his body, but he ignored it and pulled up hard, the two of them were like fireballs. Yes, they hugged each other and rolled down the hillside.

At that moment, his mind was filled with only one sentence——

"May I follow the gods, the world is so close, and I will never leave."

This time, it was him who dragged him out of this bottomless Guixu.

Fortunately, Sanzuwu is under the jurisdiction of the God of Bulbul, who is in charge of mediating the time of the sun and the moon. Whether it is the sun or the moon, whether it rises or sets, it must follow God’s arrangement. The ten brothers of Sanzuwu can only have one at the same time. Only leaving Tanggu, the scorching sun couldn't catch up, and the steep hillside just allowed them to put out the fire, but the burns and exhaustion made them both pass out in the end.

In comparison, Zisong's injuries were much lighter. He struggled to wake up before dark, in a state of distress, the corners of his clothes were burnt to pieces, and the palms of his hands had burns of varying degrees. , even part of his hair was scorched, and his hands were covered with blood. He groaned in a low voice before he came back to his senses——

It's not his blood.

It is Zhanli.

He quickly looked around, and saw Zhanli lying not far away, and hurriedly ran over, and saw that a layer of skin had almost peeled off from his body, and even that handsome and unparalleled face was completely unrecognizable at this moment , Qing Duan's white clothes were burnt to charcoal, sticking together with flesh and blood, it was too horrible to look at.

"Zhanli! Zhanli!"

But the servant closed his eyes tightly, although he was breathing, he didn't respond at all.

This is a pain for Zisong.

In his previous life of nearly a thousand years, he had suffered all the injuries he should have suffered and all the hardships he should have suffered. There are all kinds of hardships in the world, but he has never taken care of the sick.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he could only imitate the shabby appearance before, and started a fire with difficulty, but the ashes on his face were choked by the smoke, and his clothes were almost burned again.Then he peeled off Zhanli's carbonized clothes little by little. Those soft, expensive and comfortable fabrics had already been licked by the fire and hardened into scales. When he touched them tremblingly, blood and light leaked out. Moaning softly, he can only be extra careful—he probably hasn't been so careful in the past thousand years.

It was very easy to take off the horrific clothes, but the flesh and blood covered by the clothes was even more horrific.

He had no choice but to take off his shirt, tore it into strips, and wrapped him up carefully, but he was not very good at it, so he wrapped Zhanli in a mess, and wrapped Zhanli like a rough mummy, but because of this And keenly noticed the difference in the wounds on his body - those strange ulcers were obviously corrosion caused by the water of Wangchuan River!

Although the Wangchuan River runs through the entire underworld, there are many rotting bones and evil ghosts in it, and the stench is incomparable. Even if he went to the underworld, how could he get soaked in the water of the Wangchuan River for no reason?

Before he had time to think about it, he took his own blood, dipped it in a cloth strip, and then used it to wrap the wound to detoxify him. Afterwards, he guarded an open fire, and stayed with him all night by himself.

It wasn't until the next morning when another three-legged crow replaced his brother, and slowly climbed up along the slender branches of hibiscus, that Zhanli finally woke up leisurely. The one lying beside him, close enough to touch the tip of his nose, calm, quiet, unprecedentedly beautiful.

In the stream, moon, and clouds, at the moment of floating life, some people are sleeping on the side, while others are awake in front of their eyes.

The years are quiet and good, which is probably what it means.

He couldn't help but let out a low moan, calling out "Zi Sui".

Zi Sui was a light sleeper, his eyelashes fluttered violently like butterfly wings, and he woke up immediately: "Zhan Li?"

Only then did Zhanli feel strange belatedly. He raised his hand and found that he was wrapped in cloth strips, wrapped up like a caterpillar. He tilted his head and asked, dumbfounded, "What did you do?"

He came back to his senses, heaved a sigh of relief, and sneered unhappily: "Also? Thanks to you, you are still a quasi-god. You are so good, what are you doing to touch that Wangchuan water?"

"Wangchuan water? I didn't touch it?"

"No touch? Then how did you get the injury on your body?"

It was only then that Zhanli remembered the inexplicable ulcers that had appeared on his body after breaking through the ghost gate, and couldn't help muttering: "It turns out...it's because of Wangchuanshui..."

Zi Sui rolled his eyes at him again, his face full of contempt: "The River of Forgetfulness is a collection of all the worst crimes in the world, and all the evil children are the embodiment of the worst evils. Therefore, the River of Forgetfulness is a mother river for us. , for a quasi-god like you who is the incarnation of clean and good intentions, it is a kind of bone-biting poison. Fortunately, there is a boy like me, and my blood can just be used to detoxify Wangchuanshui, otherwise... …If you are not dried up by the nine suns, you will be eroded into living bones by the river of Wangchuan.”

But he laughed again: "From this point of view, the two of us are really at odds."

Zi Sui blinked, and wanted to say, "Evil cannot prevail against righteousness," but felt it was inappropriate, so he smiled and said, "Put down the butcher's knife and take refuge in you, God."

He sat up with difficulty, laughed and cursed "Get out", and then removed all the cloth strips on his body, revealing the skin that had been healed after a night of divine power nourishment——

He has been in the Immortal Court for nearly a thousand years, and he has always been spoiled and pampered, with few bumps and blemishes, and his body has always been as clean as jade, but this time in the lower realm, it is inevitable that he also left scars that sometimes fade from time to time.

Zi Sui suddenly stroked the shallow scar on his soft waist with his cold fingertips, recalling the scene not long ago when he protected himself from a poor tiger. The scars are also more obvious and deeper than elsewhere.

Zhanli trembled for no reason, and jumped three steps away in an instant, his face turned red, and he stammered with his upper body: "You you you you you... what are you doing again!"

Zi Sui blinked, and also leaned on his upper body, stared at him for a while, then shook his head seriously: "Shangshen... suitable for clean, scars are not suitable for you."

He coughed lightly, regained his composure, and belatedly saw the large and small scars all over Zi Chong's body, and suddenly his brows softened, feeling a little distressed: "Zi Chong..."

But Zisong sighed very rarely, turned his head away slightly, hiding the relatives in his eyes.

So what if he is in the quagmire just like himself?He is still different from himself.

He was born spotless, and himself...

But humbled to the dust.

How dare he reach out his hand to such an inferior self and ask—"Would you like to go through the catastrophe with me?"

No one is afraid of darkness until he sees the light at dawn.

Including Zisong.

But Zhanli's beam of light was projected in so desperately. His gentleness, his brilliance, his cleanliness, and his detachment from the world were all his hopes.

However, this ray of light not only brought hope and redemption, but also illuminated every dirty and dark corner in his world.

The struggles and efforts he relied on to survive, under the light of his light, all seem extremely inferior and humble, even extremely comical.

Unexpectedly, with an innocent and ignorant appearance, he took the initiative to break into his own world again and again, every time he reached out, every time he approached, it seemed to remind him over and over again——

"Look, how ridiculous you are."

The murderous desire that had been silent for a long time quietly surged up again, stirring up monstrous waves in those deep sea-like eyes.

However, the man's gentle and clean voice suddenly sounded from behind:

"Zi Chong, from now on, even if the road ahead is uncertain, I am willing to overcome obstacles for you. Zi Chong, there will be me in the future."

- there is me.

As long as these two words, or this man's casual words, can easily neutralize his murderous desire.

Sha Tong's robbery was to kill with love, and he happened to be the only one among all living beings who could restrain his desire to kill. Perhaps... this heart has quietly moved behind his back.

He let out a breath, forced his violently beating heart to calm down, and then calmly asked, and changed the subject: "Then what should we do now, where can we find Jumang?"

Zhanli sat back beside him again, with a solemn and solemn expression: "No need, God Goumang... is in Tanggu."

"What? But... we just escaped from the empty Tanggu yesterday, and we really didn't see your God Jumang."

And it was almost dried out by the nine suns.

"Remember the white stones under the hibiscus tree and on the belly wall of the valley?"

Zi Sui blinked, nodded his head and gave a "hmm".

Zhanli glanced at him, his eyes were cold, as if falling into an ice cave: "That's not a stone, it's Gou Mang Shangshen, to be precise, it's his ashes."

Zi Sui frowned, so the two of them simply descended into a huge tomb yesterday?Even if he has dealt with death all year round, it doesn't mean that he likes digging people's graves, it would be so disgusting that his hairs stand on his head.

☆, four seasons like spring

"This... but... isn't this mang in charge of the world before the gods in the fairy court were born? Who can kill him?"

Don't tell him that the ancient gods will also die of old age!

Zhan Li narrowed his eyebrows slightly, and became more serious, and said: "I'm afraid it's more than that. Shangshen should have been robbed and killed a long time ago. Besides himself, he also raised two dragons. Afterwards, all the bones were discarded in Tanggu. Under such a high temperature, the corpse would quickly turn into ashes, enough to cover the entire Tanggu. The nine three-legged golden crows did not stop us at first, until you used evil spirit You made a mess and fought back frantically, because what you exploded was not a stone, but the corpse of God Jumang."

Zi Sui squinted his eyes. The feeling that he was in a foggy situation, but he couldn't find a way out made him irritated to the point of madness, and he cursed angrily, "Who the hell is that!"

"Shangshen Jumang is as old as the Three Realms. Even if he retires leisurely, he still has the ability to control the four seasons of vegetation. The mortal world still has the custom of worshiping God Jumang. Don't say it's us who can't even kalpa. The mere quasi-gods and Shatong who have passed through, even the Shangshen and Shajun who are officially ranked in the immortal class, may not be the opponents of Jumang Shangshen."

Zi Sui's pupils were cold, and he was silent for a while, with more complex suspicions frozen in his eyes, before he said after a long time, "The Emperor of Heaven...or the Emperor of Ghosts."

Zhanli's expression was also stern, which made the two of them look alike, so he added calmly and flatly: "...and the Buddha."

These three are the only ones in the entire Three Realms who can get rid of Jumang Shangshen with their own strength.

But... who is it?

No one knows.

"Then how do you plan to investigate to find out who it is?"

Zhanli sighed softly, and shook his head: "I don't know. But... the God of the Spring Equinox disappeared, the God of Jumang was killed, the four seasons of the world are unstable, the 24 solar terms are chaotic, and the mountain god of the Alien Beast Realm is also dead. The two of you, after a battle 800 years ago, your vitality has been greatly damaged and has not yet recovered. We should be the two most important pieces among the many chess pieces. The day of crossing the catastrophe is probably the beginning of this game."

"...That is to say, if we can't find out who is behind the scenes before the tribulation, then the scene of the chaos in the Three Realms 800 years ago will have to be repeated again."

Zhan Li furrowed his brows deeply, and his amber-like clear eyes were filled with melancholy: "And... the scale this time will only be bigger."

Casualties... and only more.

Zi Sui turned his head to look at him, and suddenly laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"I'll change my name in the future. My name is Huo Guo, and your name is Yao Ji. I didn't expect that the two of us would cause a war of the Three Realms when we were together. It's really strange, strange."

Zhanli couldn't hold it back, and was amused by his idea of ​​"disaster for the country", so he could only laugh and curse: "Don't make trouble, just be serious."

"Seriously, what are you going to do?"

Zhanli thought for a while, then turned his head and asked back: "The God of Spring Equinox is the head of the 24 solar terms. The ancient god is not something ordinary people can get their hands on, he disappeared... probably because someone locked him up, if you were the mastermind behind the scenes, where would you hide such a god?"

Zi Sui blinked, without thinking: "The hell in the underworld is divided into many different areas and crimes. Because the crimes are so detailed, some crimes are empty, so why is it difficult to hide someone?"

Hearing this, he chuckled and shook his head: "You really are a simple-minded person."

Although these words were complimenting him, it made him extremely upset, and raised eyebrows and raised eyebrows: "Then what's your opinion?"

Zhan Li was happy enough, and then he opened his mouth and lowered his eyebrows: "Human world. Regardless of whether the mastermind behind the scenes, whether it is the fairy court or the underworld, he will not dare to let others guess his thoughts, so naturally he will not imprison the God of Spring Equinox In his own place, the Three Realms do not interfere with each other, so only hiding in the human world is the best way to avoid being discovered by others."

After hearing this, he just sneered: "The world is so big that China has a history of five thousand years. Even if you guessed that he was imprisoned in the world, what's the use? You can't find him?"

"I can't find it, but someone can find it."

"Who?"

Zhan Li smiled brightly, and with a very bright confidence and unruly attitude, he stretched out his hand to him: "Let's go back to the capital."

Dazed by his smile, Zi Sui let out a bewildered "Ah", before realizing it later: "What are you doing in the capital?"

He only smiled, and became brighter, and pulled him up: "Everything in the world belongs to the northern border. Go find Wuyi!"

The inexplicable wounds left and right on his body were also healed by Zi Song's blood, and he no longer had any scruples about using divine power, so he simply rose into the clouds with a god and a ghost, and fled away against the wind.

"All things in the world belong to northern Xinjiang", this statement is true.

The king of Northern Xinjiang, Wuyi, is not romantic by nature. His playful nature is already well-known in the world. If you want to ask about the famous places and scenery in the world, you can find him.

only……

Recently, this flamboyant king of Northern Xinjiang doesn't have the mind to go sightseeing around.

Zisong and Zhanli landed on the roof of the hall, and they saw Qi Wuyi, dressed in gold and purple, with a tattooed dragon on his shoulders, sitting alone in the courtyard, with a table of pastries and fruits, but he only ate one cup after another. As he poured wine, the courtyard was magnificent, and under the cold spring, a peach tree was withering in pieces, covering his shoulders and crowning his head.

Zisong had no impression of him at all, but Zhanli picked up a broken tile from the roof, weighed it, and threw it with all his strength, hitting Qi Wuyi's wine glass, splashing him all over the face, Shengsheng was so frightened that he jumped up, and cursed sharply: "Who doesn't have eyes..."

As a result, when I turned around, I was surprised to see that it was two gods, and they hadn't put on their shirts. I was taken aback for a while, and changed my face with a "huh", and smiled: "It turned out to be two gods. I have lost my way, and I have lost my way." Welcome."

Only then did Zhan Li jump down from the roof with a smile and waved his hands to say hello. Even with his upper body on his back, he didn't look frivolous, and still made people feel that the clouds and mist were shrouded in fairy air in front of him: "Long time no see, King of Northern Xinjiang Your Highness?"

Qi Wuyi subconsciously leaned back, his back was hairy, and he actually shuddered: "Shen Shen Shen Shen Shen Shen Shen Jun? What do you want? Just say it!"

Why did he feel that the smiling appearance of Shenjun was so scary?

Zhan Li looked at himself, then at him, and suddenly turned his head to wink at Zi Chong, and smiled brightly, Zi Chong understood it instantly, and jumped off the roof——

They directly teamed up to strip off Qi Wuyi's clothes.

After a stick of incense.

Zhanli and Zisong, one wrapped in Qi Wuyi's outer robe and the other in his dark coat, sat around the table and ate up the table full of melons, fruits and pastries. Only Qi Wuyi, pitifully, had only one piece left In the snow-white jacket, he was clearly the owner, but he was squeezed into a corner, listening to them explain the ins and outs clearly intermittently.

Hearing this, he sighed helplessly: "...so your clothes were burned by the sun, just say no, it's not that there are no new clothes in my house, why do you have to take off my clothes?"

...That posture was too scary, he thought these two gods were going to eat him raw.

Zi Sui rolled his eyes, satiated and spread it on the soft floor mat carelessly, snatched his dark clothes and refused to put them on, opened his collar to reveal his delicate and perfect abdominal muscles, but this low-key and dull purple , but added a three-point inappropriate elegance to him.

"It's just fun."

...Qi Wuyi almost choked on his own saliva.

Zhanli still had the same bright face, he was overjoyed, and looked at Zisong tenderly with his head sideways. The purple clothes embroidered with wild dragon patterns made him look like Zisong...

Very good match.

Qi Wuyi asked his servants to bring new clothes to put them on, and while instructing his servants to order the same clothes for the two gods as before, he frowned and looked at them both, a bit weird: "You guys The two of you... do you have any kind of husband and wife relationship?"

Why didn't I see it before.

Now it was Zi Chong's turn to be overjoyed, his little canine teeth gleaming: "Do you have an opinion?"

Qi Wuyi: ...

He must have the guts too!

Why do you say that he talks so much, isn't he so cheap!

Pity him as a lonely old man, the caring little cotton-padded jacket knows that Fengfeng was brought back to the mountain gate by his good senior sister, and I don't know how these days are going well, whether I have returned home safely, and whether I miss him, but he still has to stay here Here, endure the thousands of miles of dog food from these two gods?

This dare to be affectionate is still light and affectionate.

... He is so difficult.

So I had no choice but to change the topic with a bitter face: "The two gods rushed all the way from the East China Sea to the capital to find me, and why?"

Zhanli said "Oh", and sat up straight: "We are here to ask His Highness, within a hundred years, is there any place in the world where the seasons are like spring?"

"what……?"

Wuyi didn't understand, but Zisong did: "Are you going to look for the god of the vernal equinox like this? But...there are too many places where spring is like four seasons?"

He shook his head, smiling confidently: "No, after the Spring Equinox god disappeared, the remaining 23 solar term gods couldn't work normally without moistening the spectrum. Although they are working hard to adjust the four seasons, these days, the human world The solar terms have always been disordered, and even normal solar terms cannot be guaranteed, let alone a place like spring all the year round, so if there is a place in the world where hundreds of flowers bloom like spring all year round, it must be the place where the god of the vernal equinox is imprisoned."

There are four seasons in the world, each has its own conclusions, but there are also some places that are favored by the gods, and the gods will occasionally sneak down to the world and stay in places they like.It is the god of the vernal equinox who is like spring all the year round, and the god of great cold who does not melt all year round must be the love of the god of great cold.

The gods can always rely on their own abilities and joy to paint this world into a more colorful and bright appearance.

☆, touched someone else

Hearing this, Zi Song nodded, grinned, and boasted without hesitation: "You are really beautiful, intelligent, and beautiful."

While smiling, Zhanli hit his elbow and ground his teeth: "Don't think I can't hear you scolding me on purpose."

He just smiled and said nothing, but his smile was extraordinarily bright.

The widowed old man Wuyi automatically ignores these "flirtations" and only listens to the important ones: "The four seasons are like spring...? Speaking of this, there really is such a place, and you have been there before."

Zhanli and Zisong looked at each other, and said in unison: "Jinguan City?!"

Qi Wuyi was taken aback by their sudden high-pitched voice, and nodded pitifully, shrinking his neck.

"But... Jinguan City is not like spring all the year round, and the famous Thousand-mile Flower Road is also raised in pots