Peach wood

The grievance between Shuhuai and Fengyi is known to everyone in the Three Realms. From the moment he saw the two of them get together again, Wen Yanzhi knew that the water ghost was caught. You have to catch the dark.When Mingjun saw him coming back, he didn't blame him, but told him to take it easy next time, and don't let Fengyi kill Shuhuai inadvertently.

There is a saying that "a good man does not live long, but a scourge lasts a thousand years." Wen Yanzhi thought that Shuhuai was also a scourge in his heart, even if he couldn't compete with Fengyi, there was Mo Yun who was there to help him.The ghost made the heart very wide, and he didn't feel panic at all, and he didn't know whether he trusted Shuhuai too much, or he didn't want to worry.

Sure enough, it was not until the human world was about to enter the night that Mo Yun brought the two water ghosts back to Hades. Shu followed behind him with a sword in his arms, but he felt relaxed.Seeing this posture, Wen Yanzhi understood that Shuhuai and Fengyi didn't stop at the bottom of the water, these two water ghosts were all found by the little demon king.

"You promised me to catch the water ghosts, but you pushed all the work to others. You are so lazy." Wen Yanzhi pushed open the door and sent the two drowned ghosts into the hall, saying this casually.He often disliked Shuhuai for being too lazy, but the latter didn't mind, and said haha ​​that he was making a contribution to the underworld by dragging Fengyi.

The ghost messenger naturally didn't believe his nonsense, and immediately replied: "Believe it or not, if you are thrown into the Heavenly Palace, the Underworld will stop immediately."

"Absolutely not." Shuhuai sneered, "It must be of great use for Mingjun to keep me, and I will stay in Hades to shine for you."

The ghost made a snort.He couldn't tell whether Shuhuai was shining for the underworld, he only knew that since the little demon king was brought here, he was like a big candle, shining lonely between these two every day.

Mingjun was inquiring about the cause of death, birthplace, and life experience of the two new ghosts in the hall, and compared them with the records in the book of life and death. For hundreds of years, he had to repeat this process many times every day. I am afraid that if I become another person to do this, I am afraid that it has long been boring.His tone was unhurried, and it came from a distance, so it seemed a little ethereal. The book was leaning against the door, and suddenly felt sleepy.

Wen Yanzhi refused to let him sleep, and asked him what was the matter with Feng Yi. This question was asked without thinking. , I had no choice but to answer: "That guy is still the same, he regards himself as the way of heaven, and is very arrogant."

"The way of heaven..." The ghost touched his chin, "In the three realms, no one can represent the way of heaven. All the gods should understand this truth. Why doesn't he understand it until now?"

Since Fengyi was able to ascend to immortality, it must be because he has comprehended the true meaning of Dao. The reason why Shuhuai feels that he has regressed is precisely because he has completely forgotten the true meaning of "Day of Heaven".

As the ghost messenger said, no one in the Three Realms can represent the way of heaven. Everything in the world has its own set of laws of operation. Even the emperor of heaven cannot forcibly change it, and can only maintain the normal order.But the immortals have lived in the upper realm for a long time, so they are inevitably arrogant, thinking that the mortal world is just a vassal of the heavenly realm, and they must rely on the heavenly realm to survive.

Shuhuai shrugged: "Who knows what he thinks? Maybe he didn't sleep enough and his mind is not clear."

The ghost sent him a blank stare: "I see you sleep all day, but you don't seem to be so awake."

"That's because you only see the superficial phenomenon, but you can't see my true face through it." Shu Huai said boldly, as if the other party was really blinded by the illusion and couldn't see through his essence.

Inexplicably, he was blamed by him, Wen Yanzhi just wanted to refute, but he heard Mo Yun from the side say: "Calm down for a while."

"That's really good, save your energy, I'm going to send those two ghosts to Naihe Bridge later." Shuhuai said.

"What?" The little demon king looked at Shuhuai, "I didn't mention him, I was talking about you."

Tonight's Mo Yun was extremely abnormal, he looked preoccupied, no matter how much Shuhuai teased him, he never opened his mouth, sometimes he was annoyed, and even said something fierce.Shuhuai couldn't figure it out, so he had to go to Mingjun to reconcile, but Yan Qingran had no time to deal with the emotional problems between them, so Shuhuai asked his sister again, but Xueyi was even more unreliable. He actually said that Mo Yun was unhappy because he was hungry.

If he would be angry because of such a trivial matter, then it would not be Mo Yun. Shuhuai had an intuition that his sister was wrong, so he had the cheek to ask the ghost for guidance.Wen Yanzhi is free, and he is willing to take care of such trivial matters, but he refuses to use the normal way to answer, insisting on playing riddles for Shuhuai.

Holding the word "sour", Shuhuai tossed and turned until late at night, only to realize that Mo Yun thought he had talked too much with Fengyi.It's true, no one likes the feeling of being left out suddenly. After Feng Yi appeared, Shu Huai's attention was diverted, and he even asked Mo Yun to catch the water ghost by himself. The latter suddenly didn't get attention, so he was naturally unhappy At the same time, he is not good at hiding his emotions, so this is the current situation.

Shu Huai turned his head to look at Mo Yun, but saw that the latter had his eyes closed, breathing evenly, and seemed to be sound asleep.How could a worried child fall asleep so quickly?It must be that the more he thought about it, the more he felt unbalanced, and the more he thought about it, the less sleepy he became. Shuhuai leaned close to his head to take a closer look, and found that the pair of eyeballs were still rolling under his eyelids, obviously he was not asleep.

"Still angry?" Shuhuai reached out to push him, "Come talk."

The little demon king still closed his eyes, and said angrily: "You have so much to say, why don't you go to Tiangong to find Fengyi."

Feng Yi is really capable, but if there is any blame, he will be pinned on his head, Shu Huai feels sorry for him, but this thought is fleeting, the most important thing now is to coax Mo Yun well first, and other things have to be done. set aside.

"I swear to God, I will never talk to him again next time—so are you still angry?" Shuhuai refused to give up, and he had to admit that he had calmed down before he would give up.

"Let's talk tomorrow." Mo Yun was finally willing to open his eyes. He pushed the book pocket back on the bed, and put his palm on the other's chest, "You said that you will be out of breath if you sleep too late, and you don't sleep in the middle of the night. What's wrong? .”

In the past, Shuhuai suspected that he would stay up late at night and toss around all day long, but now it's the other way around, he started to force Shuhuai to go to bed early and get up early.Shu was sad and happy, and lay down obediently without making a sound, and was afraid that he would say something wrong and make Mo Yun angry.

The more books you have read, the more thoughts you have in your mind. Even if you seldom go out and see nothing new, you will always enter a strange dream at night.Shuhuai once heard a saying that a sage cannot dream, because he has no worries in his heart, so nothing can enter his dreams.To become a saint, Shuhuai is obviously not qualified enough. He thinks he is just an ordinary mortal. Although he is not a human in the strict sense, he is still ordinary. He has no idea of ​​becoming a "holy". Because he feels useless.

It's good to be a human being. Ordinary people just know how to dream. Whether it's a good dream or a nightmare, when you wake up and look back, it's not a good feeling.

Transcendence and holiness mean no worries and no worries. For a moment, Shu Huai admired the sages who had reached this level, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt bored. If there is no cares and no worries, what is the difference between life and death?

Just like dreams and nightmares have different flavors, in life, whether you encounter good things or bad things, it is your own special experience.The future and the past are always connected. Shuhuai always believes that today's bad luck may become tomorrow's good luck.

He was beaten by Mo Yun just before he fell asleep, but in his dream, the other party turned into the little black dog again.At that time, Mo Yun was still very cute and cute, unlike now, he not only talked back, but also learned to play tricks.Shuhuai rubbed the little black dog in his dream, and the little dog let him mess around, but the dream was illogical after all, how can a dog be crushed into a square shape?Shuhuai almost laughed out loud, but he was still unwilling to wake up.

If you don't want to wake up, you have to wake up. Mo Yun does what he says, and supervises him to go to bed early and get up early, and he will never give up on waking him up early just because he slept late the night before.Shuhuai was having a good dream, but his upper body was suddenly suspended in the air. He suddenly opened his eyes, thinking that he was rolling around in his sleep last night, and was about to fall to the ground. However, when he woke up, he saw the little demon king sitting on the chair with a serious face. Beside the bed, he spat out the words he was most unwilling to hear in his life: "Get up."

"I went to bed late last night, so I'm going to be sleepy when I wake up so early today." Shuhuai tried to sell miserably, "Do you have the heart to let me sleep all day?"

"Be patient." Mo Yun began to deny his relatives, "Get up."

"I, I..." Shuhuai raised his hand and covered it indiscriminately, pretending to be sick, "I hurt here, oh, it hurts, no, no, I have angina pectoris..."

Mo Yun suddenly laughed. He moved up the hand holding the book pocket, moved it to the correct position, and said solemnly: "This is the heart, you have to pretend to be a little bit, clutching your stomach and saying angina pectoris?"

Shuhuai was so embarrassed that he had no choice but to lift the quilt and climb out of bed.

Mingjun and Ghost Envoy have no time to sleep. Although the former still has the habit of taking a nap, the situation of sleeping for hours at a time is no longer the case. Xueyi is full of energy and likes to flip through books. It is just right to stay with them in the hall .When Shuhuai walked into the hall, it happened that Xueyi ran in with a book in his arms. Seeing that his sister was so eager to learn, he, as a brother, was very happy from the bottom of his heart, but when he saw the cover of the book, the smile that just rose from the corner of his mouth But slowly disappeared.

"You just show this kind of thing to my sister?" Shuhuai took the book in his hand, quickly flipped through a few pages, and his expression changed suddenly.This book is nothing but the masterpiece of the ghost messenger, the Miscellaneous Talk of the Three Realms.

The ghost emissary crouched in the corner and sorted out the files of the deceased. He didn't even raise his head when he heard his questioning, and he didn't seem to feel guilty: "Is my literary talent not good? Let me tell you that this is the latest one, and no one has read it." I've seen it, she's the first one to see it."

"No..." Shuhuai's face became more and more exciting, he turned the book to the last two pages, and his brows were tightly knit, "You wrote me in and asked my sister to read it?"

Mingjun has always supported the hobbies of ghost messengers, but this time he didn't want to be biased, so he criticized a few words symbolically and asked him to exchange Xueyi for a book.Wen Yanzhi had no intention of repenting at all, just said "oh", and slowly brought a serious book to Xueyi, telling her to sit at the table and read it, so as not to meddle in the adult's business.

His book has already been written, so it is impossible to voluntarily destroy it. The book is full of grief and indignation, and he feels that his bad things will soon be known to everyone.Thanks to Wen Yan, now that Fengyi sees him, she still mocks him as a big slacker, maybe in a few days, the other party will stand under the big sacred tree, shouting loudly to the Emperor of Heaven, telling her that Shuhuai took her The son ran away.

Fortune and misfortune come together, and the cycle goes on and on. If you are unlucky today, you may be lucky tomorrow. Life is always full of ups and downs.While comforting himself, Shuhuai asked Ming Jun if he had anything to do today. He seldom took the initiative to do things, so Yan Qingran stared at him in surprise for a long time before telling him to go outside and bring some ghosts back.

Recently, unknown beasts have appeared in the fields outside the city, and many people have lost their lives because of it. This winter, the people near the imperial city are really troubled. open relationship.There is no beast in this world that Yan Qingran can't name, only the monster made by Cunxue that he doesn't know.

I'm afraid even Cunxue himself can't remember the name of that thing, Shuhuai thinks that he won't name this thing, it's not a treasure, and it's not worth his attention.

Although Cunxue's strength is comparable to that of the Emperor of Heaven, he feels that the world is filthy, and he never shows up in person. Shuhuai has no possibility of encountering him directly, so he is not too worried.In addition, Cunxue cooperated with Fengyi before to jointly suppress the North Sea Dragon Clan, but because both parties had reservations, that cooperation did not achieve the expected results. After that, he almost hurt Gong Fei, Feng The conflict between Yi and him has intensified again, and it is impossible to help him with affairs, at most it is to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, watching him fight with Shuhuai.Without Fengyi's assistance, Cunxue can't do great things with just those puppets, and his strange beast is just an appetizer that can be stuffed between the teeth in front of Mo Yun, and there is nothing to be afraid of .

Shu Huai stretched his waist, and swayed Mo Yun towards the gate of Hades. The little demon king was still brooding over what happened yesterday, and kept asking him to promise not to talk to Feng Yi any more.Hearing their voices fading away, the ghost envoy couldn't help raising his head and took a look outside the hall, thinking that Fengyi, the second immortal, was really a bad guy, and he would be dragged out if he had nothing to do.

When did the grievances between Fengyi and Shuhuai begin?The ghost fell into deep thought.

There was silence in the hall, the three ghosts all bowed their heads, Xue Yi was concentrating on reading at the table, the ghost sat on the ground, resting his chin in a daze, and Ming Jun wrote countless big characters like flying, In the huge space, there was no movement of breathing, only the soft sound of flipping paper, accompanied by the rustling sound of paper and pen rubbing against each other.

Suddenly an uninvited guest appeared outside the underworld, almost at the same time he landed, Yan Qingran realized that he was coming, this is a dangerous person, Mingjun threw the pen suddenly, and shouted: "Yanzhi!"

The ghost emissary was caught off guard by being called, and immediately raised his head and looked at Mingjun in a daze, thinking that the other party had discovered that he had neglected his duties and wanted to "punish him according to the law". Chase it back!"

This time Yan Qingran was really in a hurry, Wen Yanzhi felt his emotions, and suddenly his whole body was shaken, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and ran out of the hall like the wind.Xue Yi had never seen a ghost envoy so anxious before, so she glanced at Mingjun in surprise, who gave her a comforting look and told her to sit obediently in the hall, but also walked down from her seat and walked towards the Hades. Go in the direction of the gate.

The fleeting years are unfavorable, it is true that the fleeting years are unfavorable.Just met an annoying Fengyi yesterday, and another annoying guy came today.Although Shuhuai didn't walk fast, it took him a while to leave the hall, and now he had arrived at the door, but the moment he opened the door, something that seemed "impossible" happened to him.

He always said to others that everything that could happen was once "impossible". Now that this sentence has been fulfilled again, it makes him want to cry.

The gate of Hades slowly opened, and a smiling face appeared in front of Shuhuai. This was Xue Yi's nightmare, and it was also his nightmare. A flower of blood came out.

It's not a puppet, but Cunxue himself!

Shuhuai was stunned for a moment, seized this opportunity, and Cunxue raised the long knife in his hand again. Seeing this, Mo Yun quickly dragged the person back, raising his hand to close the door.This door usually closes very quickly, but at this moment it was terribly slow. Cunxue's long knife was suddenly stuck in the gap in the middle. With a little force, he forcefully pried the door open.

Unlucky is not terrible, what is terrible is that it is too unlucky, Shuhuai opened his eyes wide, watching the blade approaching rapidly, all the pictures in the past 800 years flashed in his mind one after another, but stopped instantly.Cunxue's knife was withdrawn suddenly, the flying fire phoenix wrapped him in it, the sound of evening candle sounded outside the door, she cursed at Cunxue: "You bastard!"

The crisis didn't make Shuhuai's mind freeze. Countless thoughts swirled in his mind very quickly. As soon as Wanzhu appeared, he guessed that the other party came because of a strange beast hurting people.She must have discovered the connection between Cunxue and those monsters, so she treated them badly.

But she couldn't beat Cunxue, there were only two people in the Three Realms who could suppress Cunxue, and Shuhuai looked back, only seeing the ghost messengers rushing over.He became more and more anxious, and immediately ignored the pain from the wound, broke away from Mo Yun's embrace, rushed out the door and grabbed Wan Zhu's sleeve.

Mo Yun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped heavily on the wall, the gate of Hades made a loud noise and began to close slowly.

"He doesn't want you anymore." Cunxue didn't pay attention to Wanzhu at all, he didn't even look at Miss Deng, and cut directly at Shuhuai's arm.

Shuhuai was cut suddenly, and he had been holding back his anger for a long time, and when he heard the other party sowing dissension, he immediately yelled: "You don't know how to fucking count, others will count!"

As soon as the words fell, he was stuck in the moment before the door closed, and dragged the evening candle into the underworld.

It wasn't until he calmed down that Shuhuai felt the sharp pain. His legs softened and he knelt down covering his wound.The four words "blessing and misfortune come together" are really wonderful, and they perfectly summed up his experience this time.

"You, what are you?!" Seeing his blood flowing out like he didn't want money, Wan Zhu was also petrified by him.Shuhuai lost too much blood and couldn't hear her clearly. He just felt dizzy. He vaguely heard Mo Yun scolding, and comforted him intermittently: "It's okay... it's okay, disasters are blessings, blessings are disasters." Su Fu...he stabbed me once today, and I will pay him back a hundred knives next year..."

"Don't say a few words!" Mo Yun was angry and anxious, luckily he was angry with someone else this time.

The author has something to say: Shuhuai: Today you stab me with a knife, and tomorrow you will fall when you go out, fall to the human world and fall to your death, and I will pay you back a hundred knives.

What a coincidence that my aunt visited today and shed blood and tears with her son.

But this time I can not only go to the ground, but also go swimming, I feel like a starfish.