Lord Yama is gay

Si Ming went to Youjing.

Gu Xiansi followed behind, and only after arriving did she realize that today's secluded environment is extraordinarily... lively.

That's right, usually there are only a few of them here, staying here like an assembly line, and even gave Gu Xiansi an illusion that the Palace of the King of Hell is actually used to pretend to be intimidating, without any real effect.

It seems that this place will only be used at critical times.

Seeing a man wearing a Taoist uniform standing in the center of the hall, who really looked like a Maoshan master, Gu Xiansi felt restrained for a while, not knowing where he should be.

After all, this time it's business, and it's not as good as the usual laughing and slapstick.

He doesn't even have an identity to stay here.

Si Ming seemed to be unaware of his entanglement, and only glanced at Gu Xiansi with cold eyes, "Sit down?"

"Ah?" Where to sit, his usual seat?Gu Xiansi continued to struggle.

Si Ming withdrew his gaze: "Stand if you don't sit."

Gu Xiansi: Can he sit down now?

Even though he said so, Gu Xiansi was not at the point where he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't sit down, so he didn't say anything, but stood beside Si Ming silently, looking at the Taoist priest in the center of the hall.

Si Ming looked at the Taoist priest lightly, without saying a word, but the bull-headed horse-face instantly understood what he meant, and went directly to both sides of the Taoist priest and kicked the Taoist priest's knees.

The Taoist was unprepared, his legs softened in an instant, and he knelt down.

Si Ming withdrew his gaze and snorted coldly, but the kneeling Taoist suddenly felt guilty.

It was as if the grasp he had had all of a sudden disappeared.

Seeing their movements, Gu Xiansi's eyes widened... It turns out that seeing the King of Hades really wanted to kneel down...

"You don't want to reincarnate?" Si Ming's cold voice sounded, it was very clear in the hall, and it was also very penetrating.

The Taoist priest is actually under unusual pressure at this time. This is the coercion given to him by Si Ming. No one else can feel it except him. Voice: "... yes."

"reason."

"I'm a Taoist priest, so I shouldn't be reincarnated easily." The Taoist priest finally couldn't bear it and lay down on the ground, panting hard.

"Heh, Taoist priest." Si Ming squinted his eyes as if he had heard something funny, "What right do you have to boast about yourself?"

"I have learned Maoshan spells from my master since I was a child, and I have never done anything to insult my master until my death," said the Taoist priest.

Si Ming withdrew the coercion, and leaned lazily on the chair: "So what?"

Although the pressure was gone, the Taoist shook his body when he heard his words, and suddenly lost strength.

Yeah, so what?

I only heard Si Ming's cold voice reaching my ears, "As long as you are still a human being, not a god, and now you are dead, you should go to reincarnation."

"I have devoted myself to cultivating Taoism for decades, but I still have to endure the suffering of reincarnation after death." The Taoist raised his head and mustered up his courage to look at the person sitting in the upper seat. "I am unwilling."

Si Ming was not moved by his words, he actually showed a state of ecstasy, he said, "There are so many people who are unwilling, why are you different?"

Gu Xiansi has never seen Si Ming like this before, it seems that in his memory, Yan Wang and Si Ming's figures have intertwined and replayed in his mind non-stop, even making him feel that Yan Wang should be so leisurely every day of tea.

It wasn't until now that he realized that this was what Hades should look like.

Comprehending human feelings but being indifferent to the world, coercion exists on its own.

Gu Xiansi shivered inexplicably.

"It's cold?" Si Ming glanced at him, and was distracted by his movements.

These words also successfully made the Taoist priest notice that there was still a person standing beside Hades, or in other words, a soul that should have been reincarnated a long time ago but was still standing here.

The Taoist forced himself to point at Gu Xiansi with his finger, and laughed ironically: "You said that I have no right to be different, what about him? Why should he? If I read correctly, he should have been reincarnated a long time ago."

Si Ming didn't even bother to look at him at this time, he just sipped the bitter tea in the cup lightly with his lips, and then said: "He is my male favourite, why do you say so?"

Gu Xiansi was still watching the show from the sidelines, and when he was lamenting why he didn't have a plate of sunflower seeds for him to chew, the topic turned to him.

It's okay to turn it on him, he endures it, the problem is, what the hell is a male pet.

Anyway, in Gu Xiansi's mind, Si Ming's words have been automatically transformed into "Why don't you go to reincarnation, because he was sneaked by me, come if you have the ability, contribute your chrysanthemum, come..." The point is , This is not true at all, he was just enslaved, not to the point of being submerged!

However, Gu Xiansi considered the overall situation in mind, did not refute at this time, and wisely chose to remain silent.

"It turned out to be like this...it turned out to be like this...hahaha..." The Taoist laughed loudly when he heard his words, and there was an indelible sadness in his laughter.

Gu Xiansi's heart twitched when he heard this, and his whole face was twisted into a mess: "...the ghosts are crying and the wolves are howling."

"It was a ghost."

"What are you struggling with?" There was a trace of helplessness in Si Ming's tone.

Gu Xiansi raised her chin slightly, then shook her head again: "I just don't understand, isn't it a reincarnation? Is it necessary for him to do the same as asking him to give birth to a child!"

Si Ming thought his analogy was a bit funny, so he didn't correct it, he just said after a moment of silence, "I don't know who changed Po Meng to avoid reincarnation."

"..." Gu Xiansi covered her eyes with her hands, the past is unbearable.