Peach wood

"In the past 800 years, you have been idle, eating and drinking, besides finding a younger sister and repairing a lamp, what else have you done on your own initiative? Being an idler for 700 years, sleeping with a sword in your arms for a hundred years, this is what you call walking against the sky ?” Wen Yanzhi stood beside the stone bed, chattering nonstop.The little ghost passing by outside the door knew immediately that the ghost envoy was persuading the idler to go to the ground again.

"Don't make noise." Shu held the sword in his arms, and lay on the stone bed with his back to the inkstone, "I'm merging the aura of mahogany, I haven't woken up yet, please be quiet."

This big slob is completely talking nonsense with his eyes open!Wen Yanzhi's seven orifices smoked, grabbed Shuhuai's ankle and dragged him to the ground.Shuhuai was pretending to be asleep wholeheartedly, but was suddenly dragged down by the ghost, and the stone protruding from the ground hit his buttocks hard, and the famous idler was shocked, jumped up on the spot, and let out a mournful howl.He finally couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore.

A girl floated out of the lamp on the table, floating in mid-air, pointing at the book and laughing.

"Xueyi!" Shuhuai became angry from embarrassment, and stretched out his hand to grab the hem of his sister's clothes. Xueyi was unprepared, and immediately gnawed at the mud.

"Ah! You're so annoying!" Xueyi got up in embarrassment, punched her brother, and slipped back into the lamp.Shuhuai patted the dust on his body, walked to the table and held the ever-burning lamp in his left hand, turned to look at Wen Yanzhi: "What happened to the Underworld?"

"There is nothing wrong with Hades." Wen Yanzhi replied, "It's just that Lord Ming thinks you are too lazy and pretends to be asleep all day long, so he sent me to wake you up."

The ghost emissary has always been upright, and never beat around the bush when speaking, Shuhuai was poked by the word "lazy", so he had to laugh twice.

"That's right." Wen Yanzhi seemed to have remembered something, "Ming Jun said that your sword..."

"What about this sword?" Shuhuai thought that he could finally spit out two good words, and looked at him expectantly.

"The name 'Peachwood' is too casual, Mingjun said it was ugly, like a charlatan." Wen Yanzhi said seriously.

Shuhuai: "..."

The ever-burning lamp in his left hand trembled twice, and Xue Yi laughed again inside the lamp.

Yan Qingran can't see how Shuhuai is so idle. He has never changed his habit when he was the prime minister. When he sees a lazy person, he wants to spur him. However, Shuhuai's laziness has reached a new level, which makes him feel an unprecedented challenge. .

In addition, in contrast, Shu Huai looks even more outrageous.The affairs of the underworld are complicated, not only Yan Qingran, the ruler of the underworld who has nine powers in one body, is working day and night, many big ghosts and little ghosts are also busy like wheels, in the entire underworld, only Shuhuai has nothing to do.

After Yan Qingran became a ghost, he held grudges even more. He would never let others idle when he was busy. He assigned tasks to Shuhuai in different ways every day. He ordered him to catch ghosts today, and asked him to repair bridges tomorrow. On the surface, he said "Make the best use of everything" is actually avenging private revenge.

Shuhuai is so lazy that no one has ever done it before, and no one will come after him. Mingjun drove him to do things, so he threatened the big and small ghosts to do things for him. The big and small ghosts didn't follow him, but they were afraid of his sword—the result was predictable Know.

So Shuhuai ate, ate, slept and slept in the underworld, nothing happened to him for 700 years, and he just ate 700 years in vain.

"This sword fell into your hands, and it's really a waste." Ming Jun wrote like flying, without raising his head, he sketched on the stack of paper, and the roster on his right hand was piled up like a mountain.Shuhuai looked at Ming Jun's face, and boldly speculated that he was about to turn his face and curse at others.

Sure enough, the movements of Ming Jun's hands suddenly stopped. He frowned and stared at Shu Huai, suspiciously said: "Why don't you leave? What the hell are you doing?"

"Master Ming hasn't assigned me a task yet." Shuhuai stood where he was, with no intention of moving.

This is strange.Yan Qingran stared at him for a while, then said slowly: "There is nothing to do here, if you suddenly feel uncomfortable, you can go and clean the door of the palace."

I thought that Shuhuai would be sent away, but he still didn't move.Under Mingjun's gaze, he carefully moved into the corner, and said sincerely, "Something will happen soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of little devils rushed in from outside the hall, all crying loudly.Seeing this scene, Ming Jun's eyes suddenly went dark, and at the same time, a loud noise exploded in his ears. This familiar sound was superimposed with the light above the Ming River, dragging him back to 800 years. Before, that nightmarish day.

It's exactly the same as when Shuhuai broke into the underworld 800 years ago... No, it's even worse than that time!Ming Jun almost collapsed looking at the big hole that was torn open above the Ming River, and broke the thousandth pen.

Styx is really unlucky, and Naihe Bridge is also unlucky with it.Shuhuai followed Mingjun with a low eyebrow, and went to visit the poor bridge with him.Although the damage was greater this time, but fortunately the movement stopped in time, this was probably an accident, different from Shuhuai's pure disturbance back then.

"Master Ming." The ghost emissary stood at the head of the bridge with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, "He's from the heavens."

skyline.Yan Qingran stopped in her tracks.

As soon as these two words came out, he knew what had happened.In the past 200 years, the Heavenly Emperor has disappeared inexplicably, and the natural gods and immortals have no leader. They also followed the example of the human court and began to fight for power and power to grab the position of the Heavenly Emperor.The two factions have had a long-standing grievance, and there is no Heavenly Emperor to suppress them. They have fought many times in the past 200 years. This time it is uncertain who fought with whom, and it inadvertently spread to the underworld.

The Yan Qingran ghost was sitting in the hall, and the disaster came from the sky, and his face suddenly became unsightly.He has never participated in the tossing between the two factions of the heavens. Even if the natural gods and the immortals are fighting wildly, it has nothing to do with the underworld, but this time the fight in the heavens actually punched a big hole in the underworld. is impossible.

Wen Yanzhi obviously knew this too, he stood silently aside, just waiting for the envoy from the heavens to negotiate with Mingjun in person.The heavens still have shame. After all, they are not shameless enough to refuse to admit their mistakes and not apologize. As soon as their front feet smashed the roof of other people's houses, their back feet came to apologize. some.

I don't know if it's because the underworld is cold and not as comfortable as the heaven, or because the god of the underworld is fierce and not as kind as the emperor of heaven. In short, the two messengers were trembling and hesitated for a long time, but they didn't dare to go forward.

Mingjun looked up at the light gap, thinking that they were guilty of smashing the roof of Hades.

"Go and repair that place." Yan Qingran pointed to the scattered stones, "You put these back together." His tone was extremely gentle, but judging from the situation in front of him, it was him. A harbinger of anger.Shuhuai didn't dare to play tricks anymore, and quickly gave Wen Yanzhi a wink, the latter understood, immediately bent down to pick up a big rock, and flew towards the hole above his head.

Two figures, one black and one white, flew up and down holding the stone, experiencing the feeling of a Nuwa mending the sky.

I don't know how many times he flew back and forth, the sky was finally patched up, and the last piece of gravel was blocked by Shuhuai. He knocked on the dome with lingering fear, for fear that if it was not secure, it would crack again.

While patting the dome, he didn't forget to observe the movements of Hades. At present, the person under observation is emotionally stable and has no tendency to get angry.

"Go down?" Shuhuai asked.

"Get down!" the ghost replied.

The four eyes met, and the ghost messenger and the idler let out a sigh at the same time.The next moment, they stretched out their right hands at the same time.

"You lose, then listen to me." The ghost envoy raised his right hand and pressed hard on the top of Shuhuai's head, "Go down first!"

I lost again, so I shouldn't fight with him.Shuhuai thought.He was probably either a gambler or a drunkard, but in short, he was not a serious person.

Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger, and accompanying the emperor of the underworld is like accompanying a big tiger. This big tiger is moody, bloody and violent.As soon as Shu Huaifang fell to the ground, his face was covered with gravel and sand.Yan Qingran couldn't reach an agreement with the two envoys, so he lost his temper and smashed the stone beast on the bridge.

Shu Huai glanced at Ming Jun from a distance, and felt that he had better stand far away.

He looked left and right, and decided to hide behind Po Meng's soup pot. There was no soup in the pot at this time, and it could be used as a shield if it was erected.

Wen Yanzhi also came down, just as he took a step towards Shuhuai, he suddenly noticed something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the entrance of Hades.Shuhuai followed his line of sight to look there, but saw faint phosphorescent lights along the way.That's right, it was the same situation when Shuhuai broke into the underworld 800 years ago, and this time someone came again.

"The underworld has always only cared about the affairs of the dead, and the living should be in charge of the heavens! What do you mean? I don't care about the human world when I have internal strife?" The angry voice of the king came, and Shuhuai boldly stuck his head out, seeing that The big tiger pressed on every step, and the two little lambs on the opposite side retreated again and again in fright until there was no way to retreat.

The two envoys were both new faces, and those who were pushed out at this time were all insignificant little people.They had probably never seen anything in the world, and faced with the questioning from Ming Jun, they were stunned and could not say a word.

The two hugged each other and shook for a long time before one of them plucked up the courage to answer Mingjun's words: "The heavens really shouldn't shirk their responsibilities, and we, we also know that this matter is not under the jurisdiction of the Hades... But Mingjun, the human world right now Monsters are rampant, and you know how many ghosts have been added to the underworld over the years, if you don't deal with those monsters, you will be too busy!"

What he said was true. In the past few years, a large number of people have died, and the Zhijiao Hades is full of ghosts. Yan Qingran is always angry, and it is also closely related to this matter.

"The underworld also wants to take care of it, and you don't want to look at it. Who is idle here?" The Lord Ming said angrily. Ghosts returning to the mortal world? No one is idle here! I tell you that the underworld cannot handle this matter even if it wants to, and the mess in the heavens will be cleaned up by itself!"

In Hades, who is idle?

The idler hiding behind the pot: "..."

Fortunately, I didn't think of it.The book was hidden behind the pot, with his arms around his knees, and he rolled himself into a ball.Looking for things was the most annoying thing in his life, and he wished that the job of catching monsters would not fall on him. In his opinion, finding anything was very troublesome, and it was the same for people, ghosts, and demons.

Even his own sister was found by him after asking Wen Yanzhi for help.

The envoy from the heaven over there still did not give up, and still tried to persuade Yan Qingran: "Master Ming, this time the king of the demon clan is assisting in the elimination of demons, and it is not from the Hades. The one outside the door is..."

"What kind of bullshit are you talking about?!" Shuhuai couldn't hold back, jumped out from behind the pot, and ran between the two sides in three steps, "Mo Hui disappeared 200 years ago. How long does it take for the Emperor of Heaven to disappear?" How long has it been since he disappeared, and you still say he is outside?"

Neither of the two envoys noticed that there was a person hiding behind the pot, but Shu Huai's sudden appearance frightened them a lot.The leg on the left almost sat on the ground, stammering: "No, it's not him, it's his son."

Mo Hui's son?Shuhuai froze for a moment, but didn't react.

"Oh, there's an idler here." Yan Qingran said suddenly, "Yanzhi, go and lure that little demon king in, it's as if the Hades could do it alone."

"Never!" Shuhuai was almost scared out of his wits by him. He pointed to the entrance of Hades, almost jumping up, "Mo Hui and I have known each other for 800 years. I swear on my own head that he will never have a son!"

"I told you to drink less!" Yan Qingran was angry, "He hugged his son for you more than 200 years ago! Your head? I don't even want it to be kicked!" He reached out and grabbed Shuhuai's collar , ready to personally send this person back to Yangshi.

"I won't go!" Shu Huai struggled, "I'm in a big trouble this time, if I'm not here, who will take care of Xue Yi! I won't go!"

"I will take care of you." Yan Qingran grabbed Shuhuai, like a big tiger holding a chick. Even though Shuhuai was unwilling in every possible way, he was dragged all the way to the entrance of the hall.

At the same time, Wen Yanzhi led the new king of the Yaozu to the front of the palace.

Shuhuai suddenly became quiet, and after a while, Yan Qingran heard him softly "Yo".

"Mingjun, Mingjun." Shuhuai shook his sleeves and whispered, "I'd better go, I like this kid."

After 800 years, the idlers finally couldn't sit still and started asking for trouble.Yan Qingran let go of his hand, and looked at the little demon king beside the ghost messenger.

Fengshen is handsome, Zhilan Yushu, with a fairy spirit, but looks a little silly.

Inspired by sex?Yan Qingran sighed, he felt that the rotten wood of Shuhuai could not be saved, it was rotten into his heart.

"Master Ming, this is the new king of the demon clan, Mo Yun." The ghost messenger introduced.

Shuhuai quietly observed the little demon king, unexpectedly the other party was also looking at him.When the four eyes met, Mo Yun blinked and smiled at him.