There might be something wrong with my rebirth

After returning to Shuying Pavilion, Shuangruo sat quietly and meditated.

Now he is the only one left in the Nine-Tailed Cat Clan. Shuangruo guessed that it was because rare things are more expensive. Many people looked at him fresh, and even sent him various gifts on the night when the Flower Festival ended. Bags of all kinds.

Shuang Ruo looked at the kits piled up into a hill at the door, and smiled bitterly and helplessly.

The nine-tailed cats are extremely beautiful, even if you randomly pick one out and throw it into the beauties, it will still be the one that catches the eye.And Shuangruo has inherited the absolute advantage of the nine-tailed cat clan's appearance since he was a child. He is beautiful but not feminine. It just so happens that he has a small brown-red mole on his neck, but he is not lewd.

There are not a few immortals who fall in love with him because of his appearance, but if Shuangruo knows, it is because he is the only nine-tailed cat in the world.

Cats have nine tails, one tail and one life, and the extra eight lives are enough to do.

Therefore, in the previous life, many people wanted to win Shuangruo, but it was a pity that Shuangruo only had Ming Feng in his heart at that time, and the biggest dream in his heart was to live and die in the same bed with Ming Feng Shangshen.He volunteered to live and die for Ming Feng.

It's a pity that he planted nine lives on Ming Feng, but he is still far away from his dream.

Shuang Ruo has already seen through it, and has nothing to pursue, he only wishes to spend this boring life in a smooth way, but it can be called a miracle to be smooth and stable.

There is a rule in the heavens, one day in every seven days is the "Great Court Meeting", not only the immortals in important positions, but also all the little immortals and immortals will go to the emperor of heaven.

Shuang Ruo calculated the time, the Emperor of Heaven would definitely make a marriage contract for him and Ming Feng at the Great Court Meeting.

The most important thing for him now is to think of a way, how to reject the absurd marriage contract perfectly while not getting rid of the Heavenly Emperor's kindness to favor him.

It's a pity that he has no clue, his brain has been used for too long, and he is a little out of control. He can't help but think of Man Yin again.

It was late at night, and Shuangruo couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He repeatedly thought about the day when Man Yin died in his last life, but he had no clue.He only knew that Manyin had joined the Judgment Division, and that day he was going to the world to kill the monsters who caused troubles in the world. It was originally a very ordinary and life-threatening task, but no one in their small team survived.

Shuang Ruo rubbed the slightly painful forehead, it seems that only by joining the Judgment Division and accompanying Man Yin through this experience, can he possibly save his friend's life.

It's just that the examination of the Shenshen Division is extremely strict, how can he enter?

Shuangruo thought for a long time without success, but his head felt a little stuffy. He let out a sigh of relief, endured the pain in his ankle, and walked out of Shuyin Pavilion.

At this time, in the middle of the night, the sky was full of stars, and Shuangruo was staggering through the peach forest. He wanted to cross the Jinsha River, but he didn't take the Liuyin Bridge.

When he landed on the shore, his eyes were instantly fascinated by a sea of ​​muluo flowers.

The area of ​​this sea of ​​wood and flowers is very large, to the west it even connects to the sycamore forest where Chongming lives, and to the east it has spread to the bridge of Liuyin Bridge.

The purple of Muluo is the sad purple in the world, it is melancholy and dull, but Shuangruo loves this color very much.

He let go of all the strength in his body, and as if enjoying himself, riding the moonlight, he lay on his back in this sea of ​​purple flowers.

In his last life, he liked coming here very much.

Originally, there was no such a sea of ​​muluo flowers here, but by accident, the seeds carefully selected by him and given to Ming Feng fell here, so that such a sea of ​​flowers spread.

He was naive back then, thinking that he would send the best to Ming Feng, and Ming Feng would know his intentions and respond to him.

But he never thought about whether Ming Feng would really need this love, whether he would really receive his love.

He loves Muluo, so he used several complicated methods to seal the divine power in the flower seed, and covered it with a crystal clear shell. As long as the flower is planted and the divine power is unsealed, Muluo will be born instantly. Flowers, muluo flowers always bloom undefeated, this kind of seed is extremely precious to him, he gave it to Ming Feng.

Even though Shuangruo had revealed his feelings at that time, Ming Feng hadn't hated him to the extent he is now, and he gave him enough face to accept the flowers in front of him.

But that night, Shuang Ruo couldn't sleep because Ming Feng was so excited about accepting the flower seeds. He climbed up the peach tree and let the flowers be with him. When passing by the bank of the Jinsha River, he didn't seem to notice that a shiny seed fell out of his sleeve pocket.

When the seeds fell to the ground, the gloomy purple seemed to break through the cage, grow wildly, and bloom into a sea of ​​muluo flowers.

Shuangruo recognized it, it was his muluo seed.

The things he gave to Ming Feng, Ming Feng changed hands and disposed of them at will.

From then on, Shuang Ruo understood that Ming Feng would not cherish what he loved, nor would he love what he valued.

To Ming Feng, he is just a "good-looking little fairy who is favored and proud", thanks to the shade of his ancestors, he was taken care of by the Emperor of Heaven.

Mu Luo has no fragrance, Shuangruo is lying quietly among the flowers, his mind is full of how to refuse the marriage, how to save Man Yin's life, unknowingly becoming more and more sleepy, the starry sky in front of him seems to be extinguished like a lamp, he is drowsy go.

But he hadn't fully fallen asleep yet, when he suddenly heard a melodious and deep Xun sound not far away.

Shuang Ruo woke up suddenly.

The sound of the xun seemed to lead him into winter, everything was killed, and his grief was piercing his bones. His heart suddenly ached.

This kind of pain cannot be resolved, it cannot be eliminated, Shuang Ruo feels that he knows how to blow xun people.

You can't love it, but you can't give up it.

The sound of the xun was really desolate, and when Shuangruo came to the side of the person blowing the xun, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

The sound of the xun stopped abruptly.

Shuangruo wiped away her tears, looked up at the person sitting on the tree trunk, and laughed at herself: "I'm sorry, I took the liberty, God, the tune you played is fascinating, I came here uninvited, I have to apologize to you."

Huiyin fixed his eyes on Shuangruo, and the light in his eyes became brighter. With his hands on the tree trunk, he turned over and jumped in front of Shuangruo.

"It's okay, I was taken aback by you. I thought I was disturbing your sleep, but you were so angry that you came to me and came to settle accounts."

In the battle where the Fenyan Demon was sealed back then, countless gods fell, and now only the two gods of war, Ming Feng and Fuyin, are still alive, and most of the gods of literature are not on the battlefield. one of them.

Shuang Ruo didn't know much about this God, but he knew that this God of Hiding was not a "typical" God of Literature.

"God, you misunderstood me. I just couldn't sleep, so I just went out for a walk. If I disturb you, I apologize to you."

Hui Yin hurriedly said: "Hey little cat, why are you being polite to me, I'm afraid of disturbing you, but if you really feel sorry for me..."

Shuang Ruo looked up at him, feeling ominous.

Most literary gods are stable and self-sufficient, but this hidden god does not seem to be the same thing.

Hui Yin smiled: "Just now I saw you crying like pear blossoms with rain. I was frightened and excited. I don't know where the xun was broken and I couldn't make a sound. Can you fix it for me?"

Shuangruo's hands are recognized by the whole heaven as clever, and he usually makes some small things for himself in his spare time.

Shuangruo took half a step back: "God, don't be joking, Lihua Daiyu describes a beautiful woman, how can you use it to describe me."

Huiyin shook his head: "No, in my opinion, you are much prettier than those girls."

Shuangruo was speechless for a moment, then helplessly stretched out his hand towards Huiyin, palm up.

Huiyin froze: "What?"

"Xun, God, I'll take it back and repair it for you."

Will smile.

He suddenly leaned forward again, bowed slightly, and met Shuangruo's eyes: "Little cat, since you helped me repair the Xun, I will tell you something to repay you, so that you can have a clear mind.

"I got the news that the Emperor of Heaven will marry you and Ming Feng in a few days, who is Ming Feng's sweetheart, you must know better than me, right?"

Shuang Ruo's face was flat: "You can hide the gods, so you might as well speak straight."

Hui Yin raised his eyebrows, his eyes slightly curved: "Ming Feng, he is not a kind person, unlike me who knows how to pity and cherish jade, I have noticed you all these years.

"I advise you, it's best not to accept this engagement."

Shuangruo had a splitting headache, and after returning to Shuyin Pavilion, he put Tao Xun on the low table and fell asleep. This sleep lasted for a whole day, and he didn't wake up again until sunset.

On the contrary, the ankle has improved a lot, and I don't feel pain anymore, only when I landed.

Shuangruo ordered the little servant boy to send back the hill-like kits at the door one by one according to the names left, and only the last one remained.

It was sent by Ming Feng and the wound medicine yesterday.

Since it is Ming Feng Shangshen, he must not be negligent, immediately fetch the letter paper, and write with a wave of his hand.

Huachao Festival is not allowed to accept gifts at will, let alone give them at will. Shuang Ruo only thought that Ming Feng was confused for a while and gave him the kit and wound medicine by mistake. He apologized in the letter and expressed that he would never pester Ming Feng again. Front meaning.

Shuang Ruo signed his own name, and a small piece of dried Muluo petals.

He dried the ink, carefully folded the letter in half, put it in an envelope, and called his attendant Qinglan.

Qinglan looks about the same age as him on the outside, acting steadily, Shuang Ruo assured Qinglan to take care of all the big and small matters in Shuyinge, and never made a mistake.

Qinglan pushed the door open and came in: "Master, did you call me?"

Shuangruo handed the kit and the letter to him together: "I have to trouble you to make a trip. You send these two things to the Zichen Hall, and it is best to hand them to Ming Feng Shangshen. You say that I know the weight, This kit is of great significance, and I am not blessed to accept it."

Qinglan was finally relieved to hear her master say that.

He can see the foolishness of Shuangruo, and now that the Lord is awake, he won't have to worry about it every day.

"Yes, don't worry, I will definitely deliver it."

"Oh yes, Qinglan, wait a minute." Shuang Ruo suddenly glanced at the xun at the corner of the table, and stopped Qinglan, "Tomorrow, when you are free, send this xun to Huiyin Shangshen."

Qinglan was surprised: "Isn't this Xun broken?"

He remembered that the master just took this xun back yesterday, saying that he would hide the gods and ask the master to repair it. Today, the master slept for a whole day and didn't have time to repair it. Why would he send it back tomorrow?

Shuang Ruo leaned on the back of the chair, his dark eyes were full of starlight, he snorted and said, "This Xun has been with me for two days, it will definitely satisfy him."

It was only then that Qinglan realized that the xun was not broken at all, and she would use this opportunity to talk to her master. Qinglan wouldn't care if it was an ordinary day, but yesterday was the Huachao Festival...

After he stepped back, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved. In his opinion, it would be good if his master could follow along with his master. One look can scare away the sprites of the demon world.

In the early years, I don’t know where there were rumors, saying that he would secretly like cats.

My owner is also a cat, so it shouldn't be a big problem.