Peach wood

The wound of the ghost envoy healed very quickly. After nearly an hour, Shuhuai saw that the wound on his shoulder had disappeared. He couldn't help feeling that ghosts and humans were really very different.Not long after the injury recovered, the ghost messenger lost his pen, stopped writing his weird book, opened the door and walked to the main hall, Shuhuai stopped him behind him, and asked him to ask Mingjun for himself How to deal with Silin.Mingjun seems to be in a bad mood today, except for the ghost, probably no one dares to smooth the big tiger's hair, Shuhuai was frightened, he didn't dare to go to the main hall at all, he just wanted to go back to rest, he didn't want to Such a lot of work.The ghost messenger agreed to his request, but he seemed absent-minded. No one knew whether he really remembered. Shuhuai shrugged at his back, stretched his waist and ran back to his room, ready to find him again in Mingjun. Before myself, lie down in the quilt and have a good sleep.

Mingjun was not in a bad mood, but Shuhuai mistakenly thought that he was in a bad mood. He sat in the hall, looked and acted as usual, and the ghost stood beside him and looked at him for a while, thinking that he was no different from usual.After several times of hesitation and hesitation, the ghost messenger finally couldn't bear the loneliness, and spoke first: "This subordinate has something to ask."

The other party only said that he was worried about Cunxue, and was about to say something to comfort him, but he heard him say: "When are you going to send Yan Hengrui to reincarnate?"

"Why do you miss him so much? Did he eat your rice before?" Mingjun didn't want to hear the name, although they did have to deal with Yan Hengrui's problem.

"He made up nonsense in the human world, saying that his subordinates have some improper relationship with you." The ghost envoy added fuel and slander to discredit Yan Hengrui, as if this person was really spreading gossip outside.Mingjun was suspicious, but he didn't want to ask any more questions, so he stopped writing silently, thinking about how true or false the ghost's words were.

After thinking for a long time, there was no conclusion. At this moment, Mingjun suddenly remembered the booklet written by the ghost.He sighed helplessly, turned his head to look at Wen Yanzhi, and said bluntly: "I think that both you and Yan Hengrui should treat their brains."

"He has a lack of personal morality, please don't compare him with his subordinates!" Wen Yanzhi was very unconvinced, as if Mingjun really regarded him and Yan Hengrui as similar.Mingjun saw that he was not happy, so he interrupted the topic in time. Now they stopped talking about Yan Hengrui, and started talking about Yanlingxi.

Recently, Mingjun was busy with affairs in the human world, and Mingjun was a little upset. After a few words, he realized that he didn't know the little emperor very well, so he opened his mouth to call Shuhuai.The ghost messenger said that Shuhuai was resting in the room, and Ming Jun remembered that Shuhuai was still a person and needed normal sleep.

Regarding the many matters concerning Yanlingxi, Mingjun has never thought about how to arrange them. At present, the number one problem in the underworld is Cunxue. Besides Cunxue, there is also a vacillating Fengyi that needs to be paid attention to. As for Yanlingxi And Silin, they can be said to be irrelevant, what they did in the human world, compared to Cunxue's big moves, is more like a small fight.Mingjun started to have a headache again. He had just finished the trial of a batch of new dead ghosts, and he had to think about other things. It is already empty, where can he find a ghost who can replace him as the king of the underworld?

In fact, there is nothing to deal with the Yanlingxi matter. In the mortal world, mortals and monsters live together, and there are many people who defy the destiny for hundreds of years. Mingjun has long lost interest in such commonplace things, but Perhaps the conflict between Silin and Yan Hengrui can be put to good use.

The ghost messenger wants to send Yan Hengrui to reincarnation as soon as possible, and Silin probably also wants to find Yan Hengrui as soon as possible. In order to reduce the punishment appropriately, he will definitely try his best to help the underworld. If he is given a chance at this time, the matter will not be difficult manage.Mingjun hooked his fingers, signaling to the ghost messenger to listen, and the latter obediently leaned forward, and he whispered something to him.Ghost Messenger's eyes lit up all of a sudden, as if he felt that this method was feasible, and he couldn't wait to go to the human world to talk to Silin.

Bai Zhi didn't sleep at night, and suddenly ran in with an abacus in her arms, and the beads kept shaking back and forth as she ran, making a clattering sound.The ghost emissary looked up at her, startled by the book in her hand, and asked in surprise, "Where did you get this book?"

"You had an accident today and you were not in the hall, so I asked her to help you settle the score." Mingjun seemed to be very sleepy, and at this moment he was already yawning and couldn't even speak clearly.The underworld doesn't need a counting house at all, what he asked Bai Zhi to count is the number of dead souls, but when he said that, the ghost envoy was dumbfounded, and he was speechless for a long time, not knowing how to answer.

The little girl was very witty, she knew how wrong she was, she put down her abacus, paper and pen, turned around and ran out of the hall, watching the battle, it was as if there was a vicious dog chasing her behind her.The ghost envoy calmed down, put away all the things she had left behind, and waited for Ming Jun to arrange something for him to do, but after thinking about it, Ming Jun felt that there was nothing else to be busy, so he stood up and patted his shoulder, Said to go back and take a nap.

Being busy for a long time, even a ghost can't bear it. The ghost messenger who has never been sleepy for thousands of years, unexpectedly feels sleepy today.He sat down at the table, lightly pressed his abdomen, and fell headlong, as if he never wanted to get up again.Mingjun turned over on the bed and looked at him with squinted eyes, knowing that he just closed his eyes and let his head go blank, he was not really sleeping, but from the surface, he actually had a bit of a human face.If you have been a ghost for too long, you may forget how to be a human being, but when you are a human being, no one can predict that you will be a ghost in the future.When Mingjun was still the prime minister in the human world, he firmly believed that there were no ghosts in the world. It wasn't until the moment he left his body that he realized that there really were inhuman beings in this world.How he felt at that time, after hundreds of years, he has long forgotten, the only thing he remembers is a trace of complicated emotions, but he can't even remember why the emotions are complicated.

Only a fresh life is worthy of passionate emotions. Yan Qingran stroked his chest, the heart was still beating, but the breath he exhaled was cold.To be honest, he didn't quite understand why the ghost envoy hated Yan Hengrui so much. There was no blood feud between them, but judging from Wen Yanzhi's character of enmity, maybe he hated Yan Hengrui precisely because of the so-called lack of personal morality.Mingjun turned over again, turned his back to the ghost envoy lying on the table, opened his eyes and looked at the wall in front of him, he suddenly became confused, he felt as if he was born with apathy and was suitable to be a ghost.When he was ordered to be beheaded by Yan Hengrui back then, he didn't feel that the other party had anything to hate. Today, what he most wants to say to Yan Hengrui seems to be not what others thought he would say.He thought it was probably due to the passage of time, and no matter how much he wanted to say, it would be smoothed out by the years without leaving any traces.A long time is the best way to forget everything. Memory will always fade. After a long time, it will become indifferent. After a long time, it will not remember anything.

But Wen Yanzhi's magical booklet, I will always remember it.

Mingjun suddenly sat up from the bed.

When the two emperors, one big and one small, are sent away, we will settle accounts with Wen Yanzhi.

Every time Shuhuai goes to the human world, he can hear some strange events. Today, he is holding a big pancake, clicking, clicking, and listening to the old man in front of him with relish. On the ground at his feet, there are Two black puppies are chasing and fighting.

"Hey—what are you messing about!" Before the cake in Shuhuai's mouth could be swallowed, a soft thing suddenly hugged his leg. At that moment, he was so surprised that he forgot to chew, and grabbed Mo Yun's chest The nape of his neck ripped him off his leg.The old man happened to be tired from talking, so he took a sip of warm water and watched the young man and the little black dog in front of him fight wits and courage with a smile.Mo Yun had always complained about Shuhuai's behavior of neglecting him, but now he was pulled by Shuhuai, and immediately felt wronged, sitting on the ground and moaning, as if condemning or accusing.The other little dog had never seen Mo Yun's original body, and thought he was a young demon dog just like himself, so he rubbed against him comfortingly, coaxing him like his little brother.After Shuhuai finished eating the pancake, seeing them in such a state, he couldn't help laughing, holding back his laughter until his stomach ached, Mo Yun roared, barking and rushed over to bump into him, but he took advantage of his size and slipped away with one hand. Lift it into the air.

"It's too skinny, I can't handle it well, I'll make you laugh." Shuhuai lifted Mo Yun up in the air and shook him. Mo Yun stretched out his small paws and desperately tried to pat his hands, but the paws were too short, and there was no I couldn't reach it, tried a few times, and finally lowered my head dejectedly.This incident obviously played a role in scaring chickens and monkeys. The other puppy huddled under the table and looked at the book pocket. It widened its big eyes and ran to its owner. It said in its heart that the old man was more kind. It is not this young man.

The old man bent down to pick up the puppy, and stroked its fur that had blown up one by one. The puppy barked twice, then lay on its stomach quietly, and Shuhuai looked at other people’s puppy, and then Looking at his own home, he couldn't help but disgusted and said, "Why are you just shopping around like this? Ansheng will be happy for a while, and you have to come to find someone to make trouble."

"Little things like to make trouble, so it's better to let them make more trouble, otherwise, in the future, when you are full of old bones like me, no matter how much you try to move, your body won't be able to support it." The old man glanced at the lying on the ground. The little dog on the knee, seeing it staring eagerly at the roast chicken on the table, almost drooling, smiled at the book.Shuhuai couldn't eat greasy food these days, so he brought this roast chicken here as a gift. Seeing the puppy was greedy, he hurriedly said: "It's greedy, if you want to give it a try, just let it eat." Just eat it."

He loves to be human so much, it almost drives Mo Yun crazy. You know, Mo Yun has been coveting this roast chicken for a long time, and he didn't know how much saliva was sprinkled on the way here, just looking forward to getting a share of the pie here, How could he think that now that he was held by Shu Huai, a whole roast chicken would be cheaper than that young dog demon.Mo Yun became more and more angry, and barked again, until Shuhuai reached out and took him a chicken leg, and he got what he wanted, so he was at ease.

Old people should look like old people, sipping tea and teasing dogs.Shuhuai went outside to wash his hands, sat back at the table and picked up hot tea, took a sip of it comfortably, and his whole body became warm.While Wen Yanzhi and Silin were chatting in the cave, and Shu Huai took a break from his busy schedule, he took Mo Yun to the city to have a rest with the old man, chatting about some interesting things to pass the boring time.He can be lazy for a while, even if he will be beaten by the deceived Wanzhu after returning to Silin's cave, he still thinks it's worth it.

The old man seems ordinary, but he seems to know everything. People who live in the imperial city are the closest to Tian's family, and they can always get some secrets.Shuhuai listened to the old man talk about the recent changes in the court, what about the empress dowager's seizure of power, what about the emperor's death, what about the prime minister's sudden illness and death... It is clearly something he has known for a long time, but listening to it again from his mouth, it has a different flavor, It's like listening to a book.

"After the prime minister is gone, isn't it the remaining queen mother who can cover the sky with one hand?" Shuhuai heard the old man talk about the queen mother's iron-fisted politics, and felt that this woman was very powerful.No wonder she overthrew her husband and abandoned her son. Letting her be the emperor is indeed better than the Yan family's father and son.Thinking of Yan Lingxi's appearance of only reading the books of sages and sages, he is clearly more like a literati. Silin also mentioned it before, saying that Yan Lingxi himself did not want to be emperor, and he didn't feel much at all when his position was taken away by the queen mother. Huai saw that he had a lot of fun in Silin's cave these two days, probably because his mother finally took the burden off his shoulders and carried it on her own, and he felt relaxed.

Sure enough, people's needs are different, and people's hobbies are also different. It's not bad to exchange things and get what they need.

The old man continued: "The current imperial court has actually become the imperial court of the Empress Dowager. She launched a palace coup, killed her husband, and then murdered her parents and children. It makes some sense. It's just that the little emperor is pitiful, a teenage baby who hasn't even been out of the palace, and died like this for no reason. Know what?"

"In the palace, the only thing he can trust is his mother. I don't think he expected that the Queen Mother would send him to a dead end." Shuhuai also felt sorry for Yan Lingxi, so he accepted the old man's words and continued on. Next, "If he was really killed, he should have been very desperate before he died. Being betrayed by the person he trusted the most is really—ah. It can't be said that it was a betrayal. It's a matter between mother and child. It's hard to say." He couldn't find it. There are no suitable words to describe that mood, but if Yan Lingxi was here, she would be able to say a lot.

"If it's 'really killed'?" The old man smiled wryly, "Yes, maybe he is still alive, but how will he live in the future?"

In fact, Yan Lingxi is not long to live, his own lifespan is exhausted, the reason why he can still stay in this world now is just relying on the bit of spiritual energy that Silin passed on to him.Shuhuai knew that the ghost envoy came to talk to Silin about something today, and Ming Jun still wanted to send Yan Lingxi to reincarnate, Silin had no other choice but to be forced to accept.

If a person knows that he is going to die, what will he think in his heart?

How would you feel if you learned that someone you valued was dying?

After Mo Yun became a puppy, his appetite increased instead of decreasing. He also picked off the last trace of meat from the chicken leg and burped loudly.Shuhuai's sadness caused the voice to dissipate, and he couldn't laugh or cry, but Mo Yun was still staring at the remaining roast chicken, trying to ask Shuhuai for another chicken wing.He had a good time eating here, but Silin was probably too worried to even eat. Shuhuai thought about going back to have a look, but seeing the old man's sleepy face, he quickly hugged Mo Yun, excused that there was something to do at home, and went ahead .

"Old man, if you and I say these things today, the queen mother will hear you, but you will lose your head." Before leaving, Shuhuai said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "I cherish my life, and I will never keep my mouth shut after stepping out of this door. Don't worry. There are so many secrets in this imperial city, and it is impossible to tell them all in one day. When you come back tomorrow, junior, you must have new stories to tell."

"I'm at the end of my life anyway, so what's the point if I can't lose my head? But you have to be more careful and don't talk nonsense to others." The old man's implication is that he is young and must be taken care of Open your mouth, otherwise you will lose your head, which is definitely a pity than a bad old man like him.Shuhuai laughed it off, and left the place with Mo Yun, who couldn't hold back his mischief, planning to go back to Silin's cave for another meal.

The ghost envoy and Silin have already reached an agreement, and things are developing according to Mingjun's prediction. When Shuhuai walked into the cave, he bumped into Silin dozing off, and he may have slept on someone else, but the ghost envoy has already returned to the underworld. , there is only one evening candle left here, whose limbs have been paralyzed into mud.Shuhuai circled around a few times, smelling a little bit of residual food aroma, but no matter what, he couldn't find any food, so he quietly asked Yan Lingxi, and when he got the answer that they had finished their meal, he was still unwilling, and went back and forth again. After a few times, I gave up.

"You are over 99 years old, why are you still walking a hundred steps after dinner?" Silin didn't open his eyes, but he could hear Shuhuai's footsteps, so he could have a barrier-free conversation with Shuhuai.

"I'm not feeling well. I'll take a walk." Although Shuhuai wasn't very hungry, the big pancake wasn't enough to fill his stomach. He rubbed his stomach and turned around non-stop. Looking at him from the side, his eyes followed him around, and it didn't take long before he became dizzy, and lay down on the spot without moving.Silin closed his eyes to avoid dizziness for a while, but there was light in the cave, and Shuhuai passed in front of him, not only could he hear the sound, but he could also vaguely see a long black shadow drifting past. I was so annoyed that I couldn't help asking: "Can you stop shaking?"

"Sorry, sorry." Shuhuai stopped immediately and asked again, "What are you up to?"

"Just take a look." Silin replied with eyes closed.

The prime minister is dead, so Silin can only be attached to the maid of honor. Seeing that the queen mother didn't care about the prime minister's death, he expected that this time it was her who did it, but he needed to get in touch with Cunxue and Yan Hengrui. He was not very useful, and he was no longer interested in the affairs of the palace. After watching for a while, he withdrew and left, urging the aura buried in Yan Hengrui's body again.Now he can't control Yan Hengrui's body, but he can still stick to the opponent's body without anyone noticing.

"Now you look like a fox who only wants to steal chickens." Shu Huai looked at Silin and came to a conclusion with certainty, "You want to make trouble again."

"It's okay to do bad things together." Silin smiled, "Sit down here, and I'll give you one eye and let you see Yan Hengrui."

Shuhuai doesn't want to look at Yan Hengrui, Shuhuai wants to stare at Cunxue, Wen Yanzhi should be more interested in Yan Hengrui, but he is not here at the moment.Shuhuai clapped his hands, sat opposite Silin, held his hand, and tried to close his eyes and share the vision with Silin.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he was taken aback by the face that suddenly appeared. Not long after the fight with Cunxue, he "sat with Cunxue and talked about tea". Excited, and feeling a little irritated.

"No, you are attached to Yan Hengrui, I can't see Yan Hengrui." Shuhuai looked at it, and suddenly felt something was wrong, "You are lying to me."

"I thought you were more curious about that god. If you really want to see Yan Hengrui, when he goes to the room to look in the mirror, you can watch him all at once." Silin suggested.

The book withered, and said listlessly: "Forget it."

He continued to look at Cunxue, Cunxue was really free, he didn't care about the prime minister's death at all, and he was still drinking tea here.This tea might have been served by the prime minister, and the prime minister died in a daze, and had to be scolded at Mingjun's place.

"In the past 800 years, there have been many people who have been prime ministers, but I will never see such a good prime minister again." Shuhuai suddenly shook Silin's hand, "When you go to the underworld next time, there will What can I say to Mingjun as soon as possible, maybe he will soften his heart when he hears it, and he can be punished more lightly."

Yan Lingxi was still at the side, so Silin didn't dare to talk nonsense, he knew the truth that too much talk would lead to mistakes, he was afraid of being heard that something was wrong, so he promptly changed the topic: "Listen first, what are they talking about? "

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And, about the attributes of ghost angels.

Wen Yanzhi is a fan of Shuangyan CP and hates Yan Hengrui.

Yan Hengrui stands as a ghost, because Wen Yanzhi hates him, so he also hates Wen Yanzhi.

Yan Qingran felt that the two of them were mentally ill, and kept eating melons and watching dramas.