Xianzun's daily life of chasing husband

"The fairy named Linglong in Huayu Palace stood at the door with a smile, "I'm disturbing the three immortals. "

"What's wrong?" Gu Zhao asked.

Linglong said: "Tomorrow's New Year's Eve, our patriarch sincerely invites all the immortals to celebrate the festival with us. There will be so many people, so we can celebrate the New Year together."

"New Year's Eve... Are there any dumplings?" Yan Qing showed curiosity and anticipation on her face.

Linglong covered her mouth and smiled and replied, "You are guests, so of course they come to eat dumplings at the dinner party, but if you can eat dumplings wrapped in copper coins, then all wishes will come true in the coming year, and everything will go well."

"Oh?" Gu Zhao narrowed his eyes, full of playfulness, and his face was full of thought, "When are you going to make dumplings?"

"This, tomorrow afternoon, in the courtyard of the big kitchen."

Gu Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, "Understood, thank you Fairy, we will be there on time tomorrow."

The punctuality that Gu Zhao talked about meant that he was rushing to make dumplings with everyone in the afternoon.

Gu Xianzun is so handsome, even if he tied up his hair, rolled up his sleeves, put on an apron, and his face was blurred into half a singer, he was still full of heroism and graceful.

A fairy in pink came slyly, and shyly took out a handkerchief and handed it to Gu Zhao, "Xianjun, wipe it off."

Gu Zhao took it, wiped his face vigorously, and put the handkerchief in his pocket, and the fairy's face was even more rouge-like.

"Why don't you leave?" Seeing that the fairy had no intention of leaving, Gu Zhao thought that the other party might not want to part with his handkerchief, so he took it out and wanted to return it to others, but the fairy hesitated for a long time before he realized that he wanted to give the handkerchief to him. To Xianjun, I hope Xianjun don't want to dislike it.

Seeing her running away in small steps in a hurry, Gu Zhao was even more confused and muttered, "I don't know why."

Making dumplings during the Chinese New Year requires a lot of people and strength. After more than an hour, the bamboo dustpan in the courtyard is already full of dumplings, waiting to be cooked in the evening.

Yan Qing frowned and looked around, pointing to the dustpan near Gu Zhao and said, "You made it?"

Gu Zhao nodded proudly, "This Immortal Venerable is pretty good at it."

"Not bad." Yan Qing tugged at Gu Zhao, and said in a low voice, "Do you know what dumplings look like? Gu Linyuan, not all stuffing wrapped in skins are called dumplings, really..."

Gu Zhao broke away and rolled his eyes at Yan Qing, "You don't understand, I wrapped it up so I could identify it, and no one would snatch it from us in a while."

Yan Qing was startled, her eyes widened, "You won't..."

"Hmm." Gu Zhao put his hips on his hips, with an expression worthy of me.

"You are really..." Yan Qing raised her forehead, "Little clever ghost."

On New Year's Eve, Gu Zhao let Xue Ran eat the dumplings he personally made as he wished, but Xue Ran stared at the bowl for a long time, but did not make a move. Instead, he looked at the dumplings in Yan Qing's bowl, swallowed and said, "Yan Qing, New Year's Eve Shouldn't you be eating dumplings at night?"

Yan Qing took a dumpling from her own bowl and gave it to Xue Ran, "It's a dumpling, but the shape is a bit off."

It's not that it's a little bit worse, it's a lot worse!The mud lumps that children make with their hands are more artistic than it!

Xue Ran couldn't help but slander, but still smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Gu Zhao sat down with a bowl in his hand, and poured out all the crooked melon-like jujube-like dumplings in his bowl to Xue Ran.

"Eat." Gu Zhao's smiling face looked more like a malicious ghost in Xue Ran's eyes, "Eat."

Xue Ran had goosebumps all over his body, he picked up the dumpling and put it in his mouth anxiously, with a "crack", something hard in the dumpling almost broke his teeth.

"Copper coins?" Xue Ran picked up the copper coins in doubt, and had a rough and bold guess in his mind, so he ate three more dumplings made by Gu Zhao. Sure enough, there was a copper coin in each dumpling.

Gu Zhaodao: "Eating a dumpling wrapped with copper coins means good luck in the coming year. If we, Ah Ran, eat so much, we will be blessed forever in the future."

Xue Ran knew that he did it on purpose, but he was so moved that he choked up, sucked his nose, and ate every dumpling.

Gu Zhao was afraid that Xue Ran would not be able to eat the dumplings he made, so he made a lot of them on purpose, and this year's New Year's Eve, many people were rewarded and got a good fortune.

"I ate copper coin dumplings."

"I ate it too."

"I have it here too, two."

"I have one."

The dining hall of Huayu Palace was busier and more exciting than any previous year.

In the talent show after the meal, Ye Lanchen took out the Jiuzhaoqin and played a piece of fun, saying it was just to add to the fun, but the piece he played was full of lingering sorrow.

The so-called being alone in a foreign land is a stranger, and you miss your relatives every festive season.

Most of the people here are away from home to cultivate the way of immortality. Once they enter the mountain, it will be a long way to go. He was worth tens of thousands of gold, and when he went home occasionally, he would hold his parents and weep. Since he chose to enter the world to practice Taoism, he always had a arduous responsibility on his shoulders.

The pride of being a cultivator is also the shackles and sorrow.

Xue Ran wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, filled with melancholy, embarrassed by lovesickness, got up silently, and walked towards the door.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head to think about your old friend, and hope that the living will live a long life and share the joys and sorrows with him thousands of miles away.

Gu Zhao followed him like a tail, and when he saw Xue Ran staring blankly into the distance, he quietly accompanied him and guarded him. Xue Ran must have thought of Baili Shanghuai and Su Qinghe, right?And maybe that little bastard from the Cat Clan?By the way, there are also those idiots in Lingyun Pavilion...

Gu Zhao thought about it in his heart, and unknowingly became jealous, his beautiful pair of eyebrows frowned into three vertical lines, "Ah Ran."

Someone interrupted Xue Ran's distracted sentimentality, "Ah Ran, come with me."

"Ah..." Xue Ran was dragged forward domineeringly by that man, and many images appeared in his mind in a mess. It seemed that the man who was leading him was familiar yet unfamiliar. The familiarity came from the hospitality and warmth of reality, and the strangeness came from dreams. indifference and viciousness.

Which one is the real him?

Maybe... none of them are him...

All of this is just Xue Ran's own, hypocritical, almost beautiful dream.

"Azhao, where are you taking me?" Xue Ran changed his name to Azhao at Gu Zhao's strong request.

Gu Zhao grinned and said, "The highest roof of Kunlun Huayu Palace."

There was a huge flat rock there, which could seat as many as five people. Gu Zhao hugged Xue Ran to the rock, motioned him to sit down, and then...

A crisp finger snapping, a loud noise in front, in an instant, the fiery trees and silver flowers, thousands of lights are not comparable to the brilliance of the fireworks in the sky at this time, they bloom one after another, blooming gorgeous and beautiful flowers, like a fire dragon holding a candle , like a phoenix spewing flowers, like a galaxy flying flames, like a flash in the pan.

The night turns into day, and the colorful lights are reflected in Xue Ran's eyes, as if falling into a spring of fairyland, the stars are broken and the colors are scattered, which is extremely beautiful.

"Make a wish." Gu Zhao's hands wrapped around Xue Ran's waist at some point.

Xue Ran was completely immersed in the romance of the fireworks. He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes reverently, and muttered a few words in his heart. After opening his eyes again, the expected surprise made his eyes moist again.

The last masterpiece of the fireworks, five big characters were spelled in the sky, "Gu Zhao" and "Xue Ran", with a big love heart in the middle, and the scattered fire circled the pattern, sketching it into a wishing card. .

The night...to return to silence...

The young man had already burst into tears.

"Ah Ran, I will pay you back one wish and one regret." Gu Zhao said in his heart, hugged Xue Ran, and hugged him into his arms, unwilling to let go for a long time.

Perhaps it was God's pity, or Xue Ran's reward for being a good man, or even Gu Zhao's meticulous supervision and care. After that day, Xue Ran was in a coma for a few days, and after a night of high fever, his body completely recovered.

Both Yan Qing and Ye Lanchen marveled at Xue Ran's extraordinary recovery ability.

Gu Zhao was in a hurry for a few days, like an ant on a hot pot, his face remained calm, Yan Qing said that he was not necessarily facing an enemy in the dark water, how could Gu Zhao have the heart to argue with him during that time, You can hang up the vegetable basket with a pout.

After Xue Ran woke up, Gu Zhao stared at the person back and forth, almost seeing through a hole in the person, but he still took the trouble to watch with all his concentration.

Um!nice!

Watch closely!

Look at the work!

Oh, I really want to take him back and put him under house arrest, ah no, no one will know about him at home!

"Why are you biting your tail like a bastard, and don't let go?" Yan Qing saw that Gu Zhao's eyes became more and more fiery with a hint of restraint, "Gu Linyuan, what's on your mind?"

"You don't understand." Gu Zhao withdrew his gaze, "This is called the romance between men."

"Love has been difficult to understand since ancient times, so it's fine if you don't understand it." Yan Qing said with a smile: "Linyuan, it's getting late, I should go back to the heavenly realm."

Gu Zhao glanced at Xue Ran, sent Yan Qing out, and said, "Wait for me for a while, I will go back with you."

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing said, "Aren't you going to accompany little Ah Ran? I'm afraid that you will cry if Ah Ran is not by your side for a moment."

Gu Zhao smiled wryly and said: "Don't tease me, the war is coming soon, I am still the god of war in the world, but I can't be truly selfless, now Ah Ran's situation is stable...he will understand me."

"That child has always been sensible." Yan Qing said, "You, stay with Ah Ran with peace of mind, and stay on standby in the mortal world. The Emperor of Heaven said, you don't have to go back to the heaven to die, you only need to respond and deal with any unexpected emergencies in the mortal world. What happened, after all, it is unknown when the black water will erupt."

"Has the last key been found yet?" Gu Zhao asked.

Yan Qing nodded, "The heavenly officials from all walks of life have gone to the three mountains to guard, and the hundreds of immortal families have gradually taken in and resettled the people in the area under their jurisdiction. No abnormal phenomenon has been found in the desperate situation of Tianhe. Since the corpse mountain came back, the other party seems to have stopped all actions. Hengtian is just a boring villain