An Chang Shang Xiao

"The head asked me to call you," the third son said without much fluctuation on his face, "he said he wanted to review the results of his cultivation in the past few days."

After the master appointed them to compete for the title of Tianzun, the review that had never been done before became a review almost every once in a while.

The fourth young master quickly put the scroll back in his hand, and followed the third young master to go out.

On the way, the fourth young master seemed to have thought of something, and after greeting the third young master, he suddenly turned around.

"Tsk," the third son said disdainfully, "I know how to water his useless flowers every day."

Compared with other things, the fourth son loves these fragrant flowers most, because the smell of these flowers is very similar to the smell of the third son.

He brought the spiritual spring water from the stone table in the yard, which he and the sect leader painstakingly obtained while performing tasks before.

For Hua'er, Lingquan water should be regarded as a gluttonous feast.For him, he was also treating the third son well.

The fourth son squatted in front of a clump of flowers, talking like a child: "It's time to eat."

……

The third son did not intend to wait for the fourth son at all, and went to the main hall alone first.

"Did Xiao Si not come?" Seeing that he was alone, the sect leader asked.

"No, I'm watering the flowers." The third young master answered truthfully.

"Ah..." The headmaster squeezed the space between his brows, "How long will it take for you to come?"

"I don't know."

The two chatted for a while, and waited in place together.The third son in the middle still curses the fourth son in his heart from time to time.

Why is the head of the sect so patient with him every time, he is really so nice?

Hey, is he worthy?

In order not to let the head and the third son wait for too long, the fourth son rushed to the main hall immediately after watering the flowers.

When he stepped into the gate, he was still out of breath: "Sorry for being late."

In the vagueness, the third son gave him a supercilious look.

If you feel sorry, don't water the flowers!

It's hypocrisy.

The leader called them here this time, not for anything else, just to let them adjust their state.

"Pack up your things separately," the headmaster shook off his wide sleeves, "afterwards, you will live in the same house, which will be more conducive to your common progress."

After hearing this, the fourth young master looked at the third young master and smiled.

But on the contrary, even if the third son's expression is not prominent, he can still see full of disgust.

The two were happy and sad, and no one refuted.

When tidying up the house, the fourth young master deliberately ran into the third young master's room, and quietly hid the jade pendant that he had worn since he was a child in the third young master's clothes.

After putting it away, he looked at the pile of clothes, giggled, and said to himself: In this way, I can always stay by his side.

The third son noticed his actions, looked at him, and frowned suddenly: "Who told you to touch my things?"

"I'm sorry!" The Fourth Young Master hurriedly stood at attention and apologized to the Third Young Master, "I'm just curious to take a look!"

"Tsk," the third young master turned his back to him, "It's nothing, get out."

"..." Fourth Young Master didn't reply, but walked towards the door with small steps, "I'm sorry."

Seeing that he was about to leave, the third young master went to the clothes where the fourth young master had hidden the jade pendant just now. He flipped through the clothes and took out the jade pendant.

"..." After seeing it, the third young master threw the jade pendant to his feet without hesitation, "It's disgusting."

After the Fourth Young Master heard the voice, his footsteps suddenly stopped: "Brother... what did you just say?"

There was already some crying in the small voice.

"I'm talking about you," the third young master approached him, mercilessly saying every word, "Evil, heart."

From morning to night, he knows how to bounce around him, he is the most annoying person in the division, and he usually gets the approval of the head when he doesn't do anything.

Now he is still trying to please himself with a broken jade pendant.Heh... I really don't see what it means?

It's so obvious, what's the difference with a pervert.

Seeking power and usurping the throne, extremely hypocritical, and disgusting.

"Brother...?" Fourth Young Master didn't dare to turn his head, but wanted to confirm what Third Young Master said just now.

He was afraid, very afraid.

Afraid that after turning around, what he saw was the third young master's more vicious expression than usual.

"I don't like men, let alone like men," the third son said without any ups and downs of emotion, if he insisted on saying yes, it would only be indifferent, "Also, I think you make me feel extremely disgusted."

……

"... Cough cough!" The fourth young master coughed suddenly and couldn't stop, "cough cough cough cough cough!"

Sudden emotions surged up, all piercing the apex of the heart, the feeling of nausea was fierce, bloodshot eyes were covered.Because of the intense coughing, the fourth young master squatted down slowly in pain.

He felt as if he was going to die, he couldn't feel anything, he even forgot to breathe.

It's not that I forgot... I don't know, I don't know.Right now, he couldn't breathe at all.

The steps under his feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties.It was impossible to get up or run away.

He said I...evil...heart.

He doesn't like me, I know that.

I thought that as long as I pestered him more, he would somewhat fluctuate with me.

But I don't know.

His disgust is because I... made him feel sick.

My galaxy... seems to be unable to accommodate this piece of mud like me.

The soul of the present world, the world is full of mortal bodies and naked eyes, unable to see through the nature of humans and immortals.In the end, two people can't reach the same destination through different paths, and one person withers alone.

"Junior brother," the third son looked at the back of the fourth son who was heaving up and down due to coughing, "Since I can catch up with you, I can overtake you."

"..."

"However," the third son added, "I hope you stay away from me."

"..."

Seeing that the fourth young master didn't move for a long time and didn't speak, just coughing dryly, the third young master felt even more depressed for a while.

"Ah Qing," he called, "seeing off the guests."

Ah Qing who was in the corner stepped forward and said, "Yes, my lord."

Seeing that the Fourth Young Master was not crying now, but seemed to be full of sores physically and mentally, Ah Qing felt a pang of distress.

"Fourth Young Master," she said softly, "Let's go."

The third son doesn't know how he got back into the room in the end, maybe he wandered away like a soul, or maybe he lost his soul...

Seeing the appearance of the fourth young master who came back, Alan immediately panicked: "What's wrong, young master?!"

"Probably..." Ah Qing looked at the fourth young master and sighed softly, "The sky is falling."

"Young master..." Alan took the fourth young master's arm from Ah Qing's mobile phone, and helped him onto the couch.

"And this." A jade pendant appeared in Ah Qing's hand at some point, which was the fourth young master's piece. "I secretly picked it up from the third young master's feet."

"Isn't this..." Alan took the jade pendant, turned around and asked, "My lord, what about your personal jade pendant..."

"Throw it away." The fourth son was still coughing lightly, his voice could no longer be hoarse.

"……what?"

"Throw it away," he said again.

"Then... where to throw it?"

"..." Fourth Young Master paused, "Throw it into the Demon Realm, set up a monument, and hang it on it."

If a ghost takes it, it doesn't matter if it is destroyed.

"But..." Alan hesitated.

"Just do as I tell you."

"……Yes."

"And Alan," the fourth young master smiled bitterly for a moment, "I'm sorry for breaking your heart."

"..." Alan said nothing.

"Why... the person I like is not you? Why... can't he show more love to me?"

The scene in front of Alan's eyes gradually blurred.

She still didn't know who the hell was going to hurt her fourth young master like this.

……

Alan and Aqing took the jade pendant to the Demon Realm together according to what the Fourth Young Master said. Since they couldn't enter the realm without authorization, they had to erect the stele on the edge of the realm.

When Alan finally left, he couldn't help but carved some words on the tablet.

Lingyu is so clear that it shines on people's hearts, but it freezes the young man's blood.

The jade pendant was originally a precious thing, but after many years, it was still miraculously hung on the stele, as if no one cared about it, and even this precious thing seemed to have become cheap.

The fourth young master must have been seriously injured, and he rested on the couch for an unknown amount of time in the name of a serious illness.

One of Tianzun finally belonged to the third son.

But the Fourth Young Master was buried in the heavenly world, and occasionally outside the main hall of the heavenly world, an unknown person could be seen secretly looking into the main hall.

……

"Little angel," Wu Anchang shook the jade pendant in front of Mu Xiao, "Why don't we take this jade pendant away, and I'll see if I can repair it."

"I can't take it." Mu Xiao was very decisive.

"Why?" Wu Anchang asked, "It's so broken, and no one wants it."

"It's possible..." Mu Xiao's eyes fell on the words engraved on the stele, "It's a person's heart."

"What do you mean?" Wu Anchang asked.

"Spiritual jade is so clear that it shines on people's hearts, but it freezes the young man's blood."

Mu Xiao read the words on the stele once, and then said: "Its meaning should not be just a piece of jade."

"Ah..." Wu Anchang was stunned for a while, then nodded, "Then I'll let it go, but my heart is broken like this..."

As he spoke, he hung the jade pendant back on the stone tablet and rubbed the tip of his nose: "I hope this little boy won't be too sad, there is more than one person in this world."

"An assassin who was an assassin in his lifetime knows so much?" Hei Wuchang asked suddenly.

"No," Mu Xiao looked at Wu Anchang, "It should be because he made me understand."

"...I was wrong," Hei Wuchang corrected, "I shouldn't have asked."

"Little angel, I forgot to ask you." Wu Anchang sniffed a strand of Mu Xiao's hair, "Why are you in such a hurry to come to the Demon Realm?"

"because of you."

"Ah?" Mu Xiao suddenly said this, Wu Anchang was a little stunned.

"You may not feel it in the heavenly realm, after all, you are not from the heavenly realm," Mu Xiao explained, "but I have been able to feel that someone is watching me since I woke up."

"Surveillance?!" Wu Anchang subconsciously put his arms around Mu Xiao, "Then...why is it because of me...?"

Mu Xiao pushed him, signaling him to let go.

"Because the watcher's gaze makes me feel that his gaze is not completely locked on me. In order not to implicate you, it will be safer to go to your own territory."

Hearing this, Wu Anchang suddenly pressed half of his face with both hands, feeling very excited: "Xiao Xiaoxiao, I can feel the strong hormones you emit!"

"...Be normal," Mu Xiao raised the corner of his mouth, "Now we have to complete the task."

"It should have been completed a long time ago," Wu An often stared at Mu Xiao with unusual eyes, "I sent it to the door by myself, and you still need to catch it?"

"That also needs to go through a process." Mu Xiao rarely raised his hand and poked Wu Anchang's arm twice, "After all, my idiot is a mighty Demon Lord."

--thump--

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Xiao was already about to leave, but Wu Anchang still stayed where he was.

He stood still, and muttered: "Bai Bai, you said Xiao Xiaoxiao... Could it be that she was a master at flirting with girls when she was alive?"

"Well... I think so," Bai Wuchang said confidently from the other end, "he is a master who specializes in flirting with you."

After a while, Wu Anchang nodded: "Well... it's in place."

……

Returning to this dark and repulsive place again, Wu Anchang no longer felt disgusted.

With Mu Xiao by his side, the feeling of companionship became stronger, overshadowing the depression.

"My lord! You are back!"

With this call, Wu Anchang recognized the owner of the voice.It was the ugly ghost spirit from the very beginning.

"My lord! This is the Mu Xiao you are talking about!" The spirit ghost suddenly ran to Mu Xiao's side, "He looks really good-looking!"

Said, raised his hand to touch Mu Xiao's hand.

"Take your salty pig hands away!" Wu Anchang scolded.

"Ah yes!" The ghost spirit was startled.

It looked at Wu Anchang's extremely "kind" eyes, the back of its neck felt cold, and then quickly lowered its head and stopped looking around.

After a pause, the spirit ghost seemed to remember something, raised his hand, stretched out his tongue and licked his fingertips, smacked his lips after licking, and almost spat it out.

"Report to His Majesty..." It relieved the feeling of vomiting, and it seemed a little difficult to speak.

"It's not salty...it's bitter, especially bitter!"

"..." Wu Anchang looked helplessly at the spirit ghost, "Do you know what IQ is?"

"Report to Your Majesty," the ghost spirit became serious, "I don't know!"

"It's something you lack." Wu Anchang explained to him.

Ghost spirit:? ? ?

Mu Xiao suddenly laughed: "This little thing is quite cute."

"Ah!" The spirit ghost laughed when he heard that he was being praised, "Thank you! You look even better when you smile!"

"Still watching?!" Wu Anchang already had the urge to lift it up and throw it away.

"My lord, I was wrong!"

"Your Majesty..." The spirit ghost didn't dare to raise his head when he spoke now, "Where's Granny Meng...?"

"He..." Wu Anchang had a bitter expression on his face, "Maybe he is in a relationship."

Ghost spirit again:? ? ?

……

Although it is a bit overdue to say that we are in a relationship, the atmosphere is almost the same.

Meng Po, who is still in the heavens and has not jumped off the cliff, is being carried on the shoulders of the ghost king, and she has no way to resist.

"Don't force me to call you a rascal..." Meng Po was carried on the ghost king's shoulders, her stomach hurting a little.

"Come on," said the ghost king, as if he didn't care, "If you were the one to scold in this outfit, it's actually quite cute when you think about it."

"..." Meng Po clenched her fists, restraining herself from punching the Ghost King's back.

Perverted smelly hooligan.Why do I like you?

"I'll let you go when you go back and change your clothes," the ghost king raised a hand to support him more stably. "What you have to do now is to go back with me. This is an order."

"...What do you want to do? Impermanence is not here." Granny Meng hardly resisted anymore.

"Although it hasn't been used for a long time," the ghost king seemed to feel a lot better when he heard him say this, and his tone of speech changed, "but it's still possible to open a barrier to go back."

"As you like."

Because too much energy was wasted on the reincarnation mirror before coming here, the condensed enchantment is not very big, and the places allowed to pass are barely enough for the ghost king to carry Granny Meng across.

In order to avoid being ridiculed by Meng Po, he coughed lightly: "Take you back alone, it's not worth my waste of energy."

"...Well," Meng Po lowered her eyes, "I know."

"It's good to know." The ghost king smiled triumphantly after he finished speaking.

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The author has something to say:

I update so fast! (bushi)

The part between the third son and the fourth son is a very small foreshadowing, it is just a simple story (I thought of it after reading "The Scholars" before), it is right... the main cp is still sweet!

The progress of saving lives is really slow, and the big villain hasn't been written yet... I'm so mad.