Peach wood

"So, that woman named Tong Lan is really your mother?" Wan Zhu sat on the other end of the bed, her eyes were fixed on the pile of red strings between her fingers, and on a whim, Shu Huai pulled her to flip through the flowers Rope, while chatting with her.Although Tong Lan was not there on the day when Tong Lan came to Hades, she had heard a few words from Changqing, and she had long been curious about Shuhuai's mother, and now she seized the opportunity, so she naturally wanted to ask.

Shuhuai didn't shy away from anything, and bluntly admitted that Tong Lan was his mother's reincarnation, but after hearing his answer, Wan Zhu raised her head suspiciously: "Since it's your mother, why don't you recognize her? Still watching her drink Mengpo soup and let her return to the world in front of you?"

In her eyes, all this is indeed incomprehensible, but considering that Shu Huai's thoughts are different from ordinary people, she actually feels that the other party's actions are also reasonable.She lowered her head again, frowning and studied the flower rope between her fingers, she had never played with this kind of little girl's thing, who knows what is going on with the book pocket, and she can play with the flower rope so well.

Seeing that she didn't know what to do, Shuhuai laughed secretly.Just when Wan Zhu gradually lost his patience and wanted to jump up and give him a kick, Mo Yun, who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, suddenly sat up and asked with a dark face: "You have stayed here for nearly a day May I ask you, can you go now?"

He seemed to be polite, but his attitude was tough, which displeased Wanzhu.Miss Deng was born with a stubborn temper, and Mo Yun coldly wanted to drive her away, but she was unwilling to leave, and insisted on forcibly suppressing her anger and spending time with the other party here.

Shu Huai glanced at Mo Yun, seeing him lying down again, he poked his head to call him: "It's cold on the ground, you should be careful to catch the cold, it's better to get up first."

"The bed is occupied by her, even if I leave the ground, where can I sit?" Mo Yun sneered, "With me without her, with her without me."

"It's as if my old lady is willing to steal your territory." Wanzhu immediately became angry, "Don't you think that everyone in the world is staring at your man, okay?"

The two of them seem to have had a firecracker battle recently. If they catch something wrong with each other, they will make a big fuss.The book suspects that these two careless guys are old enemies in the previous life, and they are both holding back their energy, trying to kill each other in the cradle first.

Don't let them fight, otherwise, your ears will not be quiet tonight.Shu Huai was afraid that Mo Yun would get angry with Wanzhu and cause trouble for himself at night, so he hurriedly dissuaded him: "Stop arguing, what can't you say well, do you have to fight like this?"

It's okay not to say, as soon as Fang opened his mouth, the anger from both sides was aimed at him, scrambling to vent out.Shuhuai was taken aback, quickly dropped the flower rope, covered his ears, looked at Mo Yun on the ground for a while, and at the evening candle opposite, with a confused and perplexed expression.

After a long time, Wanzhu's expression turned pale, and Shuhuai dared to let go of the hand that was pressing on his ear, complaining seemingly unintentionally: "No one will want such a fierce girl in the future."

"No one wants me, but someone wants you. Whoever looks at you will be blind." Wan Zhu dismissed the book with a word, and scolded Mo Yun along the way, the little demon king bounced off the floor again, wanting to pick it up Sleeves and evening candles had a good debate.Shuhuai quietly rolled his eyes, still pretending to be calm on the surface, he stretched out his hand and pressed Mo Yun back, smoothing things over with a smile on his face: "I was wrong, there are many people who like you, just now I'm talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

He said with emotion: "Then again, people like me don't really like women. Most of the time, we still can't talk to them."

For Yu Shuhuai, those women are really elusive, he has never understood their delicate thoughts, and he is afraid that if he says something wrong, it will hurt their hearts, so when he was in the human world, every time he talked with women, It's like he's being tortured.Later, he entered the Underworld, met many extraordinary people, and gradually drew closer to the Emperor of Heaven. He also met Gong Fei, Qingmei, and the Dragon Girl of the North Sea, and later met Wanzhu. At this time, Shuhuai understood that the original woman It's not that difficult to understand.However, there are still a minority who can get along with him, but having this minority is enough.

Wanzhu started to fight with the ball of red rope again, her hands were too clumsy, she could only tie knots on the rope, and she couldn't play those tricks.Shuhuai's words got into her ears, she savored carefully, but she didn't mean anything, so she asked casually: "What's wrong, you look down on girls?"

"No, no, it's just that I can't learn to talk to ordinary girls unilaterally." Shuhuai said with a smile, "To be honest, most of the girls who can talk to me won't like me."

He blinked slyly at Wanzhu: "You see, most of your ideas are similar to mine, but would you choose a man?"

"Oh." Wan Zhu rubbed her arms, and finally gave up the messy rope in her hand, "I really can't."

"Then you go to the human world to find a girl, don't stay in my room." Mo Yun lay on the ground, reaching out to grab Wan Zhu's skirt, trying to drag her off the bed and take back her original place.Wan Zhu cursed, pulled back the corner of her skirt from Mo Yun's hand, kicked the opponent's leg, and jumped off the ground with her skirt in her hands.

It's really not like an ordinary woman to be so rough.Mo Yun pressed the part of her leg that was kicked by her, grinning in pain, suspecting that her kick broke a bone.

Wan Zhu walked out of the study room with a lamp in hand, met Wen Yanzhi on the way, and said hello by the way.The ghost emissary changed into new clothes in the past few days. It seemed that the Lord Ming was tired of seeing black and wanted to wear another robe of another color. .Miss Deng pretended not to see Wen Yanzhi's delicate pink body, and asked him where Xue Yi was now. Go to sleep, and when you go back to the house, you have to be gentle and don't make too much noise.

Shuhuai's laziness seems to have been transferred to his sister. This winter he stopped sleeping, but Xueyi began to lethargy.Wan Zhu was very helpless, but thought that this might be because Xue Yi was merging with the spiritual energy recently and consumed a lot of energy.

Saying goodbye to the ghost messenger, Miss Lantern gently pushed open the door, and saw the familiar lantern standing quietly on the table at a glance.It stands straight and straight, but the girl hidden inside it may be in a crooked sleeping position.Evening Candle put his palm on the long-burning lamp, and the fire-like spiritual energy was transmitted into the lamp body, wandered around in it, and was gradually assimilated by it.This is how Xueyi receives Wanzhu's aura every day, and now her breath is no different from Wanzhu's.

In order to prevent Shuhuai from noticing the abnormality, the two of them often appeared together. Shuhuai sensed the warm spiritual power, and only thought that there was another breakthrough in Wanzhu's realm, but never considered other possibilities.He protected Xueyi for too long, and Xueyi lived under his protection for too long.The sudden change at this time inevitably made both parties uncomfortable, so they had to maintain an illusion so that everything looked the same as before.

Until now, Xue Yi's protection against the outside world is still insufficient. Putting the ever-burning lamp directly on the table like her is too eye-catching. If someone sneaks into the Hades secretly, they will be able to spot the lamp at a glance.Wanzhu sighed, carefully picked up the ever-burning lamp, placed it in an inconspicuous place in the corner of the room, and put his own lamp on the spot where Xue Yi had just stayed, his figure dissipated into reddish smoke and floated into the Inside the wick.

Turning the flower rope is too mentally exhausting and makes her dizzy. She also needs a good rest.

As night fell heavily over the earth, a small paper man emerged from the underworld, clinging to the tree roots exposed on the surface, hiding its small body.There was a thin, pitch-black gap in the trunk, and the paper figurine moved with the wind, almost floating into the gap.

It is only responsible for transporting, but not for other things. It does not have any spiritual power on it. Even if it is discovered by someone inside the underworld, it will definitely not be able to find out its origin.Its owner came up with this method, but he was really desperate, because once exposed, it would be difficult to get his hands from now on, and it would be impossible to succeed without putting in a lot of effort.

However, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, it is necessary to take a gamble. This is the truth that all desperadoes must understand.

This time, good luck seemed to be on the side of its owner, and the little paper figurine slipped into the underworld just like that.It slipped past new ghosts and old ghosts, all the ghosts and ghosts were busy, and no one had time to look down at what was under their feet.These ghosts have been walking for many years on the road in the underworld. They know exactly where there are potholes and where there are protrusions, so naturally they will not be distracted to look at them.Changeable accidents usually happen because of neglecting tiny details, and now this little paper man has just become a neglected detail.

It followed the master's instructions, turned around all the way, and finally turned to a door.The door was ajar, and there were bursts of faint fragrance coming out from the room, which is the incense that is often found in girls' rooms.The little paper man moved his arms, bent down and crawled out from under the crack of the door. In the dark room, its figure suddenly elongated, and then stretched horizontally, turning into a "big fat man" in the blink of an eye.With the faint light outside the window, it grabbed the ever-burning lamp with its flat five-fingered hands.

The wick shook slightly, and was wrapped tightly by the paper figurine in an instant.The light from outside does not reach it, and likewise, the light it emits does not penetrate the outside world.That paper man is not afraid of fire, or it is not paper itself, in short, its body tightly wraps around the lamp, shrinks and shrinks, and finally disappears completely.

Even the lamp was stolen by it.

Mingjun's right eyelid twitched heavily, and his hands couldn't help shaking, drawing a long ink mark on the paper.He clenched the pen holder in time, but the piece of paper was still useless.

"Go outside and look, I always feel something is wrong." Yan Qingran raised his hand to stop Wen Yanzhi from changing a piece of paper for himself, and told him to leave the hall and check it out in the underworld.The ghost messenger was always obedient, obediently withdrew his hand, and left quickly.Not long after, the uneasiness intensified, Mingjun raised his eyes and scanned the ghost soldiers lined up on both sides of the hall, frowned, put down the pen in his hand, and left the hall with his hands behind his back.Behind him, the ghost soldiers still stood where they were, with their eyes looking straight ahead, like statues standing in ancient times.

The ghost envoy walked around the underworld, but found nothing abnormal, and was about to go back to report to Mingjun, when he saw Yan Qingran walking slowly towards him.He was slightly taken aback, bowed and saluted, saying that he didn't find anything different.Not only did he fail to notice, but even Hades did not notice that there was no aura that did not belong to this place inside the Underworld.Cunxue hadn't been here, neither had Fengyi, everything was calm as usual, but it just happened to be very weird.

Wen Yanzhi was walking around outside, which caught Shuhuai's attention.He didn't even bother to tie up his hair, he pushed open the window with disheveled hair, and asked the ghost messenger what he was looking for.Yan Qingran glanced at him, seeing that his clothes were a little disheveled, and the robe that was not his own was hanging on his shoulders, so he almost didn't pull it up in one breath.The underworld was so busy every day, and he still had time to play around. He really didn't cry when he saw the coffin, and he didn't blink when he died.

"From the current point of view, nothing has been lost." Wen Yanzhi laughed at Shu Huai intentionally or unintentionally, "If you really want to say what is lost, it may be your old face."

He alluded to Shuhuai's shamelessness, but Shuhuai didn't mind, he just smiled and didn't argue.Mingjun sighed and wanted to go back to the main hall to continue working, but the ghost messenger was still worried and wanted to check it carefully again.He wanted to investigate carefully, but Yan Qingran naturally wouldn't stop him, waved his hand and let him go, but Shuhuai straightened his clothes and ran out just like that.

"Ghosts don't sleep. Don't you feel embarrassed when you look like this in front of them?" Wen Yanzhi is a serious ghost. Seeing Shuhuai's attire, he couldn't help but frowned, and he was quite opposed to him going out like this.

Shuhuai didn't care at all, the ghosts in Hades were terrified of him, they didn't even have time to hide when they saw him, how could they bother to see how he dressed?He yawned, disliked Wen Yanzhi for being too wordy, and even teased that Wen Yanzhi was suitable to be the nanny of little ghosts.

Of course, the position of nanny is not suitable for ghost emissaries, and those little ghosts don't need to nurse, let alone hire a nanny.Wen Yanzhi rolled his eyes to the sky, feeling that Shuhuai's mouth was becoming more and more open, and he didn't know how Mo Yun would discipline him.

"Come back earlier." Just as he was thinking about Mo Yun, Mo Yun poked his head out of the window, with the same disheveled hair, "I'm sleepy, so I'll go to sleep first."

The energetic little demon king was so sleepy today, he went to bed earlier than Shuhuai.The ghost messenger glanced at Shuhuai in surprise, and reminded: "You should also pay attention, if he is tired for a long time, he will easily look bad."

Just by listening to his words, Shuhuai can know what kind of waste stuff is stuffed in his mind.He immediately patted the ghost messenger on the shoulder, and advised earnestly: "Young man, don't think too much about colorful things. This kid has just been lying on the ground for a long time, and he has a lot of cold air, and he wants to hide in as soon as possible." It’s just warm in the bed.”

This is understandable.The ghost envoy snorted softly, and raised the thorn in the book again: "In your mouth, I become an old man for a while, and a young man for a while, but you tell me, what kind of generation am I?"

"I call Mingjun brothers, you are naturally my sister-in-law." Shuhuai was shameless, and began to talk nonsense, "It's not as good as dumplings, but as fun—"

"boom!"

Mingjun went back and forth, intending to instruct the ghost envoys to do some more things, but unexpectedly saw Shuhuai arranging himself in a big way, he was furious immediately, and the thick book in his hand was thrown out, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, hitting perfectly Zhong Shuhuai's head.Shuhuai yelled "Ah yo", hugged his head with both hands, and burst into tears from the pain.Because they hadn't gone far, Mo Yun could still hear the voice, at first he thought it was Wen Yanzhi who was bullying Shuhuai, he pushed the window open a small crack, only to see Mingjun whose face was as black as charcoal.The little demon king shrugged, knowing that Shuhuai was about to be punished, he quietly closed the window, and wrapped himself tightly in the big quilt.

"Not to mention that I have never called you brothers and sisters, just the second half of your sentence is enough to become a reason for me to take revenge, and send you to clean the Naihe Bridge by the Styx River." It was a thick book, and he blew the dust on it distressedly, "If I let this gentleman hear your nonsense again, I will pack up my bed and sleep in a grove outside the Hades."

He left after saying this, and Shuhuai shrank into a ball, wanting to give himself a big mouth.He was determined not to go to the grove outside the Underworld, where the wind was blowing, and there might be some evil monster hiding there.Some big monsters have hideous faces and ugly appearances. If they suddenly appear in the dark night, they will probably become a shadow that he will never be able to erase for the rest of his life.

The ghost gloats: "As the saying goes, misfortune comes from your mouth. You are reaping the consequences."

"Too many words are too many mistakes." Shu Huai was so frightened that he lost his temper, and his voice was as soft as a gnat, "Be careful, don't let him catch you writing any weird books."

Wen Yanzhi's face darkened quickly, he said "um" and stopped talking.

They continued to walk forward, and suddenly, a door was blown by the wind, revealing the situation inside: the table was in a mess, the cup was overturned on the ground, and a large puddle of water was spilled, and the table that was originally on the table A lamp—the ghost messenger suddenly stopped—that lamp had disappeared!

"Snow clothes?!" Wen Yanzhi blurted out, striding into the room.Hearing him suddenly calling his sister's name, Shuhuai trembled violently, sweating profusely, and ran into the house, and at the moment when they stood still, a sleepy voice sounded from the corner: "elder brother?"

Shuhuai turned around abruptly and found Xueyi sitting in the corner with a long burning lamp in his hand, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but his heart was still beating non-stop, as if something else had happened.The ghost messenger stood by the table and looked around, and found that Wanzhu, who was supposed to go back to the room, was not there at this moment, so he turned to Xue Yi and asked, "Where is Miss Wanzhu now?"

"Sister Wanzhu never came back." Xue Yi replied, "Maybe, she came back when I was asleep."

She must have been here before, otherwise, how could the lamp in the snow clothes run away from the table to the corner?What's more, the ghost messenger saw her enter the house with his own eyes at that time, so he could never be wrong.

There was a mess around the wooden table.

The evening candle suddenly disappeared.

Xueyi's lights changed positions.

"It's really...a major mistake." Shu Huai took a breath.

God knows who took this aunt away.There is no aura in the room, so there is no way to detect it. I am afraid I can only go to Tiangong to ask for someone and try my luck.

The author has something to say: I went home, happily eating meat and drinking millet soup.

I ate black rice porridge for half a month at school, three meals a day, and felt that I was so vegetarian that I had no desires... What was even more frightening was going to class, learning the Fa and learning even more without desires...