Dressed as a cannon fodder

August cinnamon fills the sleeves and robes of pedestrians, bringing fragrant winds.

No one noticed the two figures among the pedestrians. One was wearing a curtain and was short and asked the child next to him: "Do you want to eat? I'll buy you a candied haws."

The corners of Min Hangyuan's eyes twitched twice, forced out a smile, nodded and said: "Master, I want to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pushed and shoved by the crowded passers-by on the street, and Min Hangyuan was pushed so hard that he hugged Meng Yunchi's leg.

Meng Yunchi frowned, "Come here."

He held the man in his arms with one hand, like a father and son, walked towards the place selling candied haws.

"Ma'am," the man was full of smiles and was extremely enthusiastic, "Do you want to buy candied haws for your children? How many bunches will I bring you?"

Meng Yunchi paused when he took out the money, "One string is enough."

As soon as the deep and pleasant voice came out, the man's smile was a little awkward: "Okay, son."

There are quite a few people walking and going on Huai'an Street, but most of the people wearing the curtains are young ladies or officials' wives who have not left the court, and few men wear them, so you can't blame him for admitting mistakes.

Min Hangyuan frowned, feeling inexplicably displeased with the words 'your child'.

The two left the vendor, Min Hangyuan held the candied haws in his hand, looked at it for a while, and didn't particularly want to eat it.

The stuff that children in the human world eat.

childish.

He struggled for a long time before he put the bright red sugar skin on his lips and licked it.

Very sweet.

Min Hangyuan raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to take a bite.

Meng Yunchi carried him through the crowd, and soon after he heard the protagonist Gong's tender voice from his arms, "Master, I still want it."

He lowered his head and saw that the candied haws in Min Hangyuan's hand had been eaten, leaving only a small bamboo stick that had been licked clean.

"Master." Min Hangyuan looked up at him.

A child's pupils are always clean and distinct, like a lake of crystal clear water, as if it can fully reveal the bottom of a person's heart, and there is nowhere to hide.

Meng Yunchi couldn't stand this kind of gaze the most.

As promised, he bought another bunch and handed it to Min Hangyuan, "The food in the human world is rough and mixed. You've already inedied the grain, so don't eat too much."

Min Hangyuan licked, "Yes, Master."

Now that he has discovered it, this person seems to have no resistance to cubs.

The two stopped and walked, and occasionally stopped by the side of the road for a while. If they didn't talk to others, no one would notice their existence.The surrounding area of ​​the palace city was heavily guarded, and large groups of soldiers patrolled outside the majestic and towering palace walls in rows, wearing helmets and armor, solemn and orderly.

Meng Yunchi walked straight through the palace gate as if no one was around, and no one stopped him.

Until he appeared outside the gate of the main hall, a large number of soldiers immediately reacted quickly and surrounded him with guns, looking warily at this uninvited visitor who was wearing a curtain and holding a child.

"Who is coming!"

Meng Yunchi turned his body slightly, and the tip of the gun that circled him was one step closer to him, "Stop, don't move!"

"Bold!"

Someone in the hall yelled: "Stay back! How can you point to the right of Meng Xianchang!"

With a wave of his hand, all the weapons around Meng Yunchi were shaken away three feet away with his movement. Xiangguo hurried out to meet him, fearing that the collision of the soldiers would make him dissatisfied.

The main hall is not the main hall, the Qi lord Zheng Jiewan has abandoned the court hall for some time, shut himself in the Hexu Palace and never saw anyone coming.

Meng Yunchi put Min Hangyuan down: "Where's Duan Qian?"

Xiangguo cupped his hands and said, "Duan Xian has gone out."

While he was talking, a figure turned in from the road behind the palace, dressed in a blue shirt, with picturesque features, it was Duan Qian.

When he saw Meng Yunchi, he didn't greet him, he just threw something at him and said: "The token of the jade screen, wear it well, Lord Qi's painting has a devilish energy, it would be bad if it got on it."

Meng Yunchi looked at the token that was only two fingers wide, and stroked the texture with his fingers: "Why?"

"How can there be such a thing as devil energy?" Duan Qian showed a look of disgust that seemed to avoid dirt, "it is difficult to get rid of if it is entangled, and it is mutually exclusive with spiritual power, and then it will collide in your body , you will know why you can’t touch it.”

He unhurriedly put the token on his body, and brushed off his sleeves: "Is there anything that comes out of the devil world that doesn't look like this, it only has the nature of plunder and possession."

"What are you talking about so much?" He smiled slightly, "Let's go, little uncle."

Seeing him enter the door first, Meng Yunchi squatted down and told Min Hangyuan: "Stay with Xiangguo for a while, don't wander around, I will come out soon."

The protagonist Gong is originally a member of the Demon Realm, if he enters without wearing a token, and Duan Qian notices that the demon energy is close to him, it may cause some troubles, one more thing is better than one less thing.

"Okay," Min Hangyuan let go of his hand, "Master, come out early, I'll wait for you here."

Meng Yunchi followed Duan Qian into the door, the Hexu Palace is huge, with many decorations, high-necked jade vases, blue and white porcelain, famous calligraphy and paintings, exquisite antiques, everything you expect to find, each of which is priceless.However, the owner of the items didn't care about them, only a dilapidated picture scroll in his eyes.

The two walked around the bead curtain and saw the delicate and elegant carved window lattices on the wall.

There was a person sitting on the table behind the screen, writing something with a pen, the room was lingering with faint traces of Longyan incense, Meng Yunchi turned his head, and saw the delicate-looking incense burner on the long table by the window.

"The two of you must be the visitors from Chenghuazong that Xiangguo said." Behind the translucent screen as thin as a cicada's wings, the man slowly stood up and turned around to turn around the screen.

Qi leader Zheng Jiewan's appearance was quite different from Meng Yunchi's imagination.

Rumor has it that the monarch of the Qi Kingdom has fought in all directions all his life, and his subordinates are extremely strict, and his methods are iron and blood.

But right now, this person is soft and beautiful, and his figure is not as tall and stalwart as the rumors say, but he has a bookish air.

"His Majesty."

Duan Qian bowed his hands and saluted. His seniority may be much older than the emperor of the human world, so naturally there is no need to kneel to him.

Meng Yunchi just stood aside and didn't even move.

Instead, it was the Lord Qi who nodded slowly at him and said, "Elder Meng."

The corners of Zheng Jiewan's lips were smiling, and his long and narrow red phoenix eyes were half-narrowed: "The two immortals have come a long way, and the boat and car are exhausting. Please take a seat and rest."

On the small half of his wrist exposed from the sleeve, there are small patches of bruise-like purple color, which is a symbol of the body being corroded by devil energy.