It's not good to be a priest of heaven

Chu Ci stood facing the bookshelf, as if he was looking for some books, but his eyes were not on the bookshelf in front of him, and he said in a very soft voice, "You, don't you know what I said?"

Liyang said: "The people in the heaven never mentioned this matter. They said that they were afraid of being beaten to death by the female fairy family. That's why I was curious. I won't ask you directly."

Chu Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief, randomly took out a book from the bookshelf, went back to the front of the desk and sat upright, shot him a glance and said: "Don't ask too many boring things."

Liyang turned around, continued to polish the ink, and said helplessly: "Then let me tell you something interesting." Then he glanced at the Chuci that had been flipped through the book, and continued: "Bao Buzhi wants to see you, so I will tell you something interesting." I have something important to ask for your help."

Chu Ci said without squinting: "Let him go to Beidou Tiangong."

Li Yang said: "Are you really willing to see him? Maybe he is looking for you for a personal matter."

Chu Ci said succinctly: "It doesn't matter."

Liyang shrugged and commented on him, "Good guy."

At night, I lost my way several times in Liyang, and finally found the location of Yuelao Temple.

The whole Yuelao Temple is a large red building, at first glance I thought it was a big lantern.

I don't know what a good day it is today, but at night, the Yuelao Hall is still brightly lit, and the disciples in red gowns are coming and going, very busy.

Liyang rolled his eyes, stopped a disciple and asked politely: "My lord, there was a Bao xianjun who said that he would hold a red line for my friends in the mortal world and asked me to come to Yuelao Hall to find him. I don't know why? Where is Bao Xianjun now?"

The disciple in red snorted when he heard the words, "Could it be Bao Buzhi you're talking about? The red thread he leads is nine out of ten. If you ask him for the thread, you will find the wrong person."

Liyang pretended to be surprised and said: "It's so miserable, but I gave him all my family heirlooms, and he also promised to help my friend make a match!"

The disciple in red was still holding a lot of sachets in his arms, but he still freed up one hand and pointed him forward, "Bao Buzhi is currently sorting out the embroidery for offerings in the mortal world in the Nuhong Pavilion, you may as well Ask him for a theory. The female red room is just ahead, turn left, and then you will be the third room from the right to the left."

Liyang bowed and said, "Thank you, Xianjun~" Then he looked at the people coming and going, and asked casually, "What a good day today? Why is Yuelao Hall so busy?"

The disciple in red said: "Today is the Qixi Festival in the mortal world. We have built a magpie bridge for a whole day in Yuelao Temple today. In the evening, mortals have enshrined so many things, so we have been busy until now and are not free."

"So that's the case, Xianjun has worked hard."

"Don't talk, don't talk, I have to go to work, excuse me first." After saying goodbye to Liyang, the disciple in red turned and left with a bunch of sachets in his hand. It's overrated again..."

Standing in place, Liyang listened to his words blown away by the wind, and couldn't help saying with emotion, "It's so good, and there is such a good thing as incense sticks exceeding the standard, it doesn't look like he is so poor that he has only two sleeves...

After sighing, he walked all the way in according to the description of the red-clothed disciple just now, counting while walking, and found the location of the female red pavilion smoothly.

The door of Nuhong Pavilion is closed. Compared with other busy places at the moment, this place can be said to be secluded.

Liyang pushed the door open and entered, inside Bao Buzhi was lying on the table and sleeping soundly, hey, cooperating with Bao Buzhi to be lazy here.

He stepped forward and rapped on the table vigorously.Bao Buzhi thought he had been caught by someone and suddenly woke up from his sleep. Before he could see who the person in front of him was, he lowered his head and clasped his hands together and raised it above his head. He hurriedly shouted, "This brother, this one!" Good man, don't sue, don't sue, I don't want to be confiscated."

Liyang looked at him and smiled, "Bao Buzhi, it's me, Liyang."

Bao Buzhi raised his head, looked around nervously, and saw that Liyang was the only one who suddenly relaxed, "I was shocked, I thought I was caught."

Li Yang picked up a handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water on the table and looked at it, "Others are too busy outside to touch the ground, you are better off here, dodging your laziness."

Bao Buzhi sat back on the chair and yawned, "It's not that I'm lazy, let's try to look at a day's embroidery. Look at the three piles of embroidery in the back. I sorted them according to the level of embroidery work. I’m exhausted.” He thumped his shoulders and asked, “What are you doing in Yuelao Palace?” He suddenly thought of something and stood up from his chair, “There is a reply from Xingjun. gone?"

Liyang glanced at him, and put down the handkerchief in his hand, "Just Xing Jun asks you to go to Beidou Tiangong to find him."

Bao Buzhi nodded with bright eyes, "Okay, okay, I'll go tomorrow." He slapped his head and said, "By the way, the last time you told me about that Sinan, There is no such person in the records of the heavens."

Li Yang murmured and repeated, "There is no such person..."

Bao Bu knew: "Don't be discouraged, maybe Si Nan is not his name in the heaven, but the name he uses in the mortal world. After all, there are many gods who use aliases when they walk in the mortal world in order not to reveal their identities."

Liyang pondered for a while when he heard the words, and Sinan's clue was broken again...

Seeing his disappointed face, Bao Buzhi kindly added, "I will continue to pay attention to Sinan's matter, don't be sad."

sad?

Liyang was taken aback when he heard the words, did he look sad?

He took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the lingering thoughts in his heart.Looking away, he saw a bundle of red threads hanging around Bao Buzhi's waist, and then suddenly thought of something, he quickly pulled one from the bundle of red threads and held it in his palm, and said with a smile: "This red thread will be sent to you." me."

Bao Buzhi asked suspiciously, "What do you want this red thread for? This red thread is useless to gods."

Liyang looked at the long red thread in his hand, and smiled, "I know it's useless to gods, so you just pretend to be me."

Bao Buzhi: "Huh?"

"Let's go." Liyang put the red thread in his arms and left the Nvhong Pavilion, then walked out of the Yuelao Hall on the same path.

It was already late at night, and everyone in Yuelao Temple was busy with their work until now, and they were finally busy with the Qixi Festival.And when Liyang had just stepped out of the Yuelao Hall, the owner of the Yuelao Hall, Yuelao Shenjun, also returned to the Yuelao Hall after dealing with the affairs of this grand festival.

Liyang retreated to the side to make way for the big man, but this Moon God Lord was no longer the gentle and benevolent uncle in his previous impressions. The Moon God Lord who succeeded him was very young, dressed in exquisite red clothes, and although he was handsome, he had a complexion. But it was morbidly pale, and looked a little weak and unable to take care of itself.

Liyang stroked his chin and watched a group of people respectfully welcome Yuelao Shenjun back to the mansion. He wondered, unexpectedly, after only 1000 years, even a god like Yuelao would pass away early and be replaced by someone else. The world is really unpredictable...