An Chang Shang Xiao

"He Qian has recovered his memory now?" Wu Anchang asked.

"Not necessarily, maybe..." Mu Xiao looked at He Qian who was not moving smoothly, "I only remember Duan Yu."

"Brother..." Chen Yu Duan hugged He Qian tightly, "I will read the book you gave me every day, the house we built together is still there, and I have guided the way up the mountain for you. But luckily you still remember ...Fortunately, what I did was useless.”

He said a lot to He Qian, but He Qian just stroked his head and said only one sentence.

"Xiaochen, be good."

Mu Xiao walked up to the side of Heiwuchang, and reminded him very plainly: "The love will show up later."

"..." Hei Wuchang let go of Bai Wuchang, "No show, I'm just comforting my partner."

"Since he only drank half a bowl of soup," Mu Xiao pointed to He Qian, "does he only remember a small part?"

"Looking at it like this, I should only remember this person."

"Is there a way?" Mu Xiao asked.

"what?"

"Let him recover his memory," Mu Xiao paused, "All of them."

"There should be, but..."

"Say something quickly." Mu Xiao interrupted him.

"..." Hei Wuchang rolled his eyes, "Go find Granny Meng, he has a solution."

"You do not know?"

"You let me speak quickly."

"..."

Wu An often listened intently to their conversation like an eavesdropper: "Then go find Granny Meng now!"

This sentence startled Mu Xiao, he just noticed Wu Anchang standing behind him.

"Did Granny Meng just look for it?" Mu Xiao calmed down, "I have to ask for soup, do you know where he lives?"

"Aren't there black hearts and white things?" Wu Anchang said with a relaxed expression, "It's impossible for them not to know."

"Black heart?" Hei Wuchang just realized that he was referring to himself, "I'm sorry, because I'm black hearted, so you go find it yourself."

"..."

Wu Anchang immediately changed his words: "Mr. Wuchang, please lead the way."

"...don't call me that."

……

Usually the souls are taken in batches to find Po Meng. When there are no souls, Po Meng rests in the house.

Po Meng was still lying on the bed when the window behind her was suddenly opened.

Then, came a gloomy voice.

"I'll find some soul craftsmen to make your window bigger," Ghost King complained, "every time you flip over, you'll be tripped."

"In that case," Meng Bo said in a muffled voice with his back turned to him, "you won't go through the door?"

"That's what you said," the Ghost King raised his finger to the locked door, "You haven't opened H013 since the last time it came, how can I get in without opening the window when the door is locked?"

"Won't knock on the door?"

"Knock on the door?" Ghost King said confidently, "That doesn't suit my temperament."

... Sure enough, it has never changed, and it is still so arrogant and unreasonable.

"I'm very tired now." Granny Meng smothered herself under the quilt, "Go back."

"I don't." The ghost king awkwardly rolled in from the window, and still tripped over the window sill without accident, "I'll go back if you ask me, why am I so obedient?"

There was nothing she could do about him, Po Meng had no choice but to throw off the quilt and get out of bed: "Go to sleep."

"I don't," the ghost king pulled back Po Meng, "you accompany me."

"I said I'm tired right now."

"I also said that I want you to accompany me."

"..." Granny Meng looked at him, "Don't push yourself too far."

The ghost king looked at him and was silent for a moment: "Don't forget, who is the master here."

"..." Meng Po was speechless, so she had to obey, "Got it."

The ghost king raised his hand and took off the mask.

He is not ugly, he is even outstanding, just the opposite of the ugly ghosts and monsters that people say.

It is also because of this that Meng Po, who is originally a soul and has no heart or emotion, became interested in him.

However, our domineering and perverted ghost king has a well-known secret—recognition of bed.

The bed was recognized to be of a very high standard, but it happened to be able to sleep soundly on Granny Meng's bed. At first, the ghost king always thought it was a problem with the bed, but after changing beds with Granny Meng, he suffered from insomnia within a few days.When he found Granny Meng again and wanted to reprimand him, he was lying on the bed like Pengci and couldn't get up. Because of this, he happened to realize something.

What he needs is not a bed, but a certain smell, a unique and warm smell.

He recognizes people.

Knowing a bed can be known to everyone, but recognizing a person can only be a secret.

In order not to let others know that he needed someone, he didn't tell Granny Meng about it. Instead, he came to find someone every day, either sleeping or resting. All the excuses remained the same, and there was always only one.

"This bed recognizes you, I recognize the bed."

Regarding this interface, Po Meng didn't intend to refute. Since he didn't say anything, it meant that he didn't deserve to know the reason in his eyes.

It is superfluous to ask.

Reluctantly went to bed, before Granny Meng lay down completely, there were several knocks on the door, followed by H013's familiar voice and shouting: "Grandma Meng, it's time to come out to serve soup."

Po Meng got out of bed again in response, and stood on the ground.

"Tsk," the ghost king raised his head, "I'll give you another job, she comes every day, it's too annoying."

"No need," Granny Meng straightened her clothes, "If you want to sleep, you can sleep here, or go back if you don't."

"Well...then I'll stay with you for a while."

After following H013 out, Granny Meng didn't continue walking, but stayed where she was and pointed at the people behind her: "Why are Wuchang and the two of them here? Also, who are these two?"

"I, I was forced," H013 said hastily, "I apologize first, I'm sorry! I'm leaving!"

He ran away without looking back.

Granny Meng looked at the six pairs of eyes with different expressions in front of her: "...Why do you want me?"

"Help restore a person's memory." Mu Xiao said.

"..." Po Meng thought for a moment, and didn't ask any more questions, "Come with me."

The wetness and coldness of the road remained unchanged, and the group of people were silent.

"You two didn't drink the soup." Granny Meng walked beside Wu Anchang and Mu Xiao, with doubts in her eyes, "How did you come from the bridge?"

"By those two," Wu Anchang raised his finger and pointed to the two impermanence behind, "I carried it over."

"..."

The road was very familiar, and they were led by Po Meng, and they returned to the bridge.

"Who wants to restore memory?" Meng Po asked.

"He Qian," Hei Wuchang pointed to the person standing beside Chen Yuduan not far away, "He."

"Oh..." Meng Po suddenly said, "Jump down."

"What a joke!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone froze in place.This question was uttered by Mu Xiao without hesitation.

Before he had time to recover, Mu Xiao continued: "Do you know what the result will be like that?"

"..." Meng Po looked at him with surprised eyes, "You know?"

"I know," Mu Xiao admitted, "I even tried."

"That's it," Meng Po straightened her expression, "You were the one who was reborn before."

"Yes." Mu Xiao did not deny it.

"What... what, rebirth?" Wu Anchang looked at Mu Xiao.

He suddenly felt that Mu Xiao not only did not reveal anything on the surface, but even his heart was mysterious.

Neither Mu Xiao nor Meng Po explained to him.

"It's no wonder," said Po Meng, "the last time I saw you, I thought you looked a little like him."

"he is……"

"Ghost King."

"Oh," Mu Xiao thought for a while, "Why do I have similar appearance with him?"

"This flower is condensed by his energy," Meng Po explained, "You should have suffered a lot when you fell before, because this flower is taking your energy, but there is a very small possibility of being backlashed. Let the victim have enough aura to return to the world."

"Wait a minute!" Wu Anchang's focus was different from the others, "Have you seen that perverted look?"

"……Yes."

When these words came out, the two Wuchang stood aside and were not surprised.

They knew that Po Meng might be different to the ghost king, but they couldn't tell what was wrong, but they didn't expect the ghost king to relax his vigilance against Po Meng to the point where he took off his mask.

Among the rules of the underworld, the first one is - "Any irrelevant soul who sees the true face of Hades will be killed again, and all crimes will not be forgiven."

"Does that pervert look as good as me?" Wu Anchang asked.

"..." Granny Meng hesitated for a long time, wanting to speak many times, but in the end she still didn't respond.

Mu Xiao felt that Wu An was always in the way, so he simply pushed him aside.

He continued to ask: "Then you can now be sure that He Qian will not be completely swallowed after jumping down, and will not return to the world?"

"No," Granny Meng shook her head, "Although he is a remnant soul, his fate is extremely prosperous, and it is impossible to be swallowed. It is also because he is a remnant soul that he cannot fill his soul completely, so he cannot return. Sunshine."

"There is only one way, which is to borrow his energy. Whether the memory can be restored depends on his obsession."

That's the end of Po Meng's words, Wu Anchang and Mu Xiao already understood everything, Chen Yuduan also understood a general idea, but the two Wuchang just stood where they were and didn't say a word.

They only remembered that the ghost king said that the flower was planted casually, but now they know that this is not the case.

It would never have occurred to anyone that the King of Ghosts was so slack towards Po Meng that he revealed everything about himself, including his weaknesses.

——Unprecedented.

……

After discussing with everyone, they made a decision and asked He Qian to jump off the flowers.

When He Qian's soul touched the flowers, the crowds of manjusawa began to sway from side to side as if they had life.

He Qian gradually sank into the blood red, holding her hands tightly all the time, as if in pain.Chen Yuduan looked at it, and he seemed to be in pain like Ling Chi. He turned his head and walked aside, trying not to look at it, trying not to let himself jump down and hug He Qian out of impulse.

After a while, it was Wu Anchang who came over to remind him to come and see He Qian.

When Chen Yuduan ran over, He Qian's eyes lit up like an extra star.

"Xiao Chen!" He opened his hands and looked at Chen Yuduan with a smile.

Like a lost puppy finding its owner, Chen Yuduan threw himself into He Qian's arms.

"Now tell him..." Granny Meng stood aside and watched, "He will be very sad, are you sure?"

"Well," Mu Xiao responded, "I asked a lot, but he can only answer questions about Duan Chenyu."

"It seems," said Granny Meng with a light smile, "she is a very infatuated person."

The hell itself is very big, but Chen Yuduan feels that there is only room for two people.

……

The rooms in the "funeral parlor" are all designed as single rooms. It is already a bit crowded just for Mu Xiao and Wu Anchang to live in, but now they have to be crowded with He Qian and Chen Yu.

Wu Anchang tried various methods to sleep on the bed, but in the end he succumbed to Mu Xiao and fell asleep on the ground again.

... The so-called heaven and reincarnation are all lies.Wu An often thought.

He suddenly felt that God had tied him to the floor with a red thread, and he was more loving.

"Little Xiao Xiao," he lay beside Mu Xiao with his eyes open, "The floor is hard and cold, I can't sleep..."

Mu Xiao closed his eyes and interrupted him: "If you can't sleep, don't talk."

"That..." Wu Anchang hesitated for a while, "Can I hug you to sleep? That way we both will be warm."

"...idiot," Mu Xiao added, "Get lost."

"okay."

Wu Anchang also expected that Mu Xiao would not agree, he snuffed out the little expectation in his heart, turned his back and muttered in his heart.

All of them are so ruthless, there is no excitement at all.

But, speaking of hilarity...

With a sudden jolt, Wu Anchang sat up with a "chuckle".

"Little Xiao Xiao! How about getting married!"

"Snapped!"

The moment the voice fell, Mu Xiao's hand had already touched Wu Anchang's face.

The voice was loud, and the slap was extremely solid. When Wu Anchang turned his head to look back, even if there was no blood on Soul's face, there was still a slap on his face.

This slap woke up Chen Yuduan and He Qian as well, they leaned on the edge of the bed and looked at the two people on the ground.

Wu Anchang looked at Mu Xiao with an aggrieved face: "Why...why did you hit me?"

"Are you awake?" Mu Xiao's breath was a little unsteady, "If you are not awake, try again."

As he said that, he raised his hand and wanted to hit him again.Wu Anchang quickly restrained his hand, raised his head and said loudly: "I'm talking about them!"

"what?"

"what!"

The two parties watching the play on the bed were more confused than the other.

Such things as marriage... They have been together for so long, they never thought about it, this was originally what Chen Yan often talked about, but later, both of them had some resistance to this matter, and after ten years, they had to talk about it again. Never mentioned.

Now that it came suddenly, I felt a little uncomfortable.

"They..." Mu Xiao was also a little dazed, "Married?"

"That's right! Let's make a big one!" Wu Anchang stood up, all the original grievances disappeared, "I will be the master of ceremonies, you just..."

He looked at Mu Xiao and studied for a while.

"You are a priest."

"..."

Mu Xiao looked at him: "You are uneducated, have you reached this point..."

"What do you mean?"

"It's okay." Mu Xiao waved his hand, "You will be the one giving off, and I will be the master of ceremonies."

"That's it..." Wu Anchang thought about it seriously, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

They made such a happy decision without asking Chen Yuduan and He Qian, but seeing these two people who helped them so much were inexplicably excited, they agreed in silence.

If you want to do it, you have to do it. Neither Wu Anchang nor Mu Xiao is a person who can hold back their temper. After making the decision, they immediately called out Wuchang.

After some explanations, Hei Wuchang concluded a sentence.

"So yes, it was your idea, and then you made trouble with him?"

"That's right, I came up with the idea." Wu Anchang admitted.

Mu Xiao denied it: "I didn't make trouble with him."

"Oh," Hei Wuchang's expression didn't change, "Is that pampering him?"

"Are you talking about yourself?" Mu Xiao also hinted at Bai Wuchang with his eyes.

"..."

"There are not so many procedures to get married here, and the King of Ghosts doesn't care about it." Hei Wuchang looked at He Qian and Chen Yuduan, "So you can say a few words of love to each other, just go to bed."

Everyone: "..."

Why do you say this, it seems so easy.

"That... that," Wu Anchang broke the embarrassment, "I think it's better to follow the laws of the world, they may not be very comfortable with it."

Everyone nodded in agreement, but Hei Wuchang didn't respond, so he agreed.

The gloomy underworld has undergone a lot of dressing up, and it has added a touch of bright red.

Outside the door of 324, there are many Yin lamps made of yin energy, and the colors have been deliberately changed. The room is also bustling as if it is about to celebrate the New Year. He Qian and Chen Yuduan are both wearing red dresses. I borrowed it from my mother-in-law, although I don't know why Po Meng has everything, but it is indeed right to ask Po Meng for anything.

Wu Anchang made himself tidy on purpose, and walked in from the door with He Qian who was covering his head covered with one hand.

It was clearly just a child's playful marriage, but Chen Yuduan was already nervous and even trembling. Mu Xiao stood beside him and saw his appearance, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

On the long red carpet, He Qian took light steps and approached Chen Yuduan bit by bit.

It was like the first time they met before, similar but different.Wu An often handed He Qian's hand to Chen Yu Duan's palm, feeling inexplicably relieved like an old father.

Since there is no fruit in the world, let's get married and worship under Jiuquan.

Mu Xiao's voice itself was a bit cold, and when he shouted the marriage words, he looked extremely solemn.

—— "A bow to heaven and earth."

After this prostration, heaven and earth are repenting for them.

—— "Second worship to the high hall."

There are no parents in the high hall.

——"Husband and wife worship each other."

Only this couple is what they have.

……

The moment the bright red hijab was lifted, what Chen Yuduan saw was He Qian's smile, still so familiar and gentle, he took his hand and whispered a word.

"Xiaochen, I'll go with you, and only you."

If he could cry, Chen Yuduan felt that he would burst into tears for nothing.

"Okay," he calmed himself down, "you promise me, don't go back on your word."

"Well," He Qian's dimple deepened, "absolutely not."

Seeing how sweet they are, Wu Anchang was shocked, stepped forward to pull Mu Xiao, and pushed the two Wuchang out of the door.

"Let's go, go," he said while chasing people away, "The young couple is getting married, so let's just help out and don't join in the fun."

He Qian and Chen Yuduan just looked at him and smiled.

……

Afterwards, Mu Xiao went to return the clothes to Po Meng, and Wu Anchang followed with a stern expression.

But Meng Po's complexion was not very good, and her bloodless face became even paler.

"Are you..." Mu Xiao looked at him, a little embarrassed to ask.

"It's nothing," Granny Meng's voice was weak, "I just finished making the soup, and I had some conflicts with...others."

"Have you quarreled with the ghost king?" Wu Anchang asked.

"...That's right."

I don't know if it's because I'm being too obvious, or Wu Anchang has a strong sixth sense, but it's true.

He had a fight with the ghost king, no, it was more like the ghost king was making trouble for no reason.

Because the ghost king was going to sleep, he still opened the window and came in without saying hello. Since it was just because of the bed, Granny Meng just gave up the bed and walked out the door alone.

"Where are you going?" The ghost king must have been angry, and the tone of his voice seemed to be questioning him.

"Make soup."

"Come here," the ghost king called, "I'll pass on some energy to you, otherwise I don't care if you lie there."

Every time she cooks soup, Po Meng has to lie on the side of the bridge to pick manjusawa, which always consumes a lot of energy.There was a time before when the soup was halfway through the boil and almost passed out. If the ghost king hadn't happened to come to him, he might have fainted for a while.

"..."

Po Meng's mind is in a state of confusion, and the transfer of essence is a process that the ghost king secretly sets before cooking soup, but the ghost king seems to be deliberately embarrassing him, only allowing...

The lips and teeth intersect to get the essence.

"No need," Po Meng replied with her head bowed, "it's okay to miss this time."

"No!" Ghost King blurted out these two words without even thinking about it.

Looking at the frightened expression on Granny Meng's face, he felt a sudden irritability, and simply lay down on his back: "Whatever you want, it's best not to come back."

"...But this is my home." Granny Meng felt aggrieved.

"I built it for you!" Ghost King suddenly growled, "Get out!"

Granny Meng opened her mouth, and the embarrassment in her heart extended to her throat, which was like a knife-cut pain.

Why...does it hurt when people die?

He turned around and didn't speak again.

When the door was closed, the ghost king was still lying quietly on the bed. He was waiting for Granny Meng to come over and admit his mistake humbly, but he didn't expect that the other party would turn her head back and leave.

After a while, a thought suddenly popped out of his mind, and a very small and suppressed voice told him - "You regret it."

The voice has been lingering in his mind, lingering.When I got up again, only myself and the voice that kept repeating were left in the room.

"……Hold!"

……

Although he didn't know what happened, Wu Anchang knew that Po Meng needed something to distract him now.

"Or," he can always come up with some weird ideas, "will you go to the next world with us?"

"The next...world?" Po Meng looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, although I don't know what it is like, but it's better than this depressing place with so many rules."

Mu Xiao said silently in his heart: I didn't see any rules you followed.

"Okay." Granny Meng's voice was a little soft.

"what?"

"I said yes, although I don't know how long it will take," Meng Po said, "but I really want to stay away from him now."

If you are far away, you probably won't think about it, and you won't read it.

Instead of thinking about when he will come every day, whether he will look at me more, and restraining his happiness and pretending to be indifferent, it is better to go for a walk, at least not to be haunted all day. is a person.

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Volume Two: Three Realms and Two Gods

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