Peach wood

"Now let's go through the chronological order——Mo Yun poured me a glass of water." Shuhuai stretched, and patted the table twice, with deep sleepiness in his voice.Mo Yun handed him a glass of water, and he drank it all up, and smacked his lips at the end, as if he was drinking old wine.

Sitting opposite him were Changqing and Wanzhu who had been forcibly awakened. Although the latter yawned profusely, he still gave him face and tried to stay awake, while the former had fainted and his head was straight at the moment. Knocking on the table little by little, he didn't feel the pain on his forehead.Shuhuai glanced at Chang Qing, went over to support his head, and took out a few books to put under his chin.After being tormented like this, Changqing finally opened his eyes, still humming, not knowing what he was talking about.

Shuhuai had no time to tell which language this silly dragon was speaking. He was very irritable and his breathing was beginning to be difficult. He needed to calm down as soon as possible and deal with this matter quickly so that he could go back and continue to rest.The ghost messenger came over in the middle of the night and knocked on the door to wake him up, dropped a few pieces of paper, left a few words, and left as quickly as his butt was on fire. Connect all the things about Silin in the past 800 years, and then find out the most suspicious part, and seek a chance to solve the problem.

It is undoubtedly very troublesome to sort out all those things. Shuhuai was too lazy to do it, but he had to do it, but he couldn't complete such a complicated task by himself, and he needed someone to help him.

"I'm not going to the human world with you this time, why did you call me here!" Wanzhu couldn't hold on anymore, she lay down softly on the table, her voice became lower and lower, Shuhuai found that her eyes were closed , was about to fall asleep, and hurried over to grab her.The lamp spirit couldn't fall asleep, and sighed, looking resentful, as if being bullied by an unreasonable high-ranking official, and she almost shed two tears of blood on her face to prove how sad she was.

Inspired by Wanzhu, Changqing also started to look for trouble. The two of them messed around and agreed that Shuhuai should call Fengyi and Gong Fei over. After all, they are the two who are really in charge, and they will follow Shuhuai. Realm, further contact with Silin and Yanlingxi.

If it is said that Gong Fei is called here, there is some truth to it, as for Feng Yi?Shuhuai waved his hand, telling them to stop talking nonsense.It's impossible for Fengyi to understand these things. That guy doesn't know what kind of plan he has in mind. Maybe if he hears more, he will in turn add chaos to the underworld.

"Don't think about something. If you have the energy to think about this and that, you might as well get a pen and paper, and quickly sort out those messy things and go to bed. Thinking about it all day long, I don't think you are sleepy at all." Shuhuai grabbed two pens and threw them in front of Heilong and Dengling.Changqing thought for a while about his stupid handwriting, he was quite shy, he didn't dare to write rashly, for fear of exposing his flaws, but he didn't know that his bad handwriting had long been famous in the Three Realms, and it was useless to cover it up, and the others didn't even look at him , I started to write by myself.

Wanzhu unconsciously scratched the paper twice, leaving deep ink marks. At this moment, she suddenly realized something was wrong, and raised her head to ask, "What shall we write?"

"I'm writing while I'm talking, you follow me and don't ask too much." Shuhuai blinked hard, trying to stay awake, "Although I really want to start with the sword bestowed by the Emperor of Heaven, there is not enough time left for us tonight. Many, let me think about it first, when did the matter related to Silin first happen..."

"Starting from Mingjun's experience in the mortal world, count down." Mo Yun ran around serving tea and water, and did not forget to remind Shuhuai where to record the first stroke.Of course he was showing courtesy to Shuhuai, the tea and water were all given to Shuhuai, there was no role for the lamp spirit and the black dragon at all.

Deng Ling was treated differently by him, and rolled his eyes feebly in protest.

Her protest didn't have any effect, Mo Yun was immune to her white-eyed attack, and still stood next to Shuhuai with a cup in his hand, when Shuhuai coughed, he handed over the water cup.Seeing this situation, Changqing thought that as long as he coughed, he would have water to drink, and immediately started coughing desperately, but he almost coughed up the dragon's internal organs, and no one brought him a glass of water.

"Stop coughing, it's useless." Wan Zhu stepped on Chang Qing's foot under the table, the coughing stopped suddenly, and the black dragon flicked, and fled with the paper and pen in his arms.Deng Ling's foot was not strong enough, and almost broke the sole of his foot, but the pain also made him more sober, and he finally realized what should be done at this moment.

Mingjun didn't recognize Silin during those years in the mortal world, because at that time Silin could not take form.But because he doesn't know Silin, it doesn't mean that he has never been in touch with Silin's body. Shuhuai sighed faintly when he thought of the emerald cup.

The jade cup first appeared in the rewards given by the emperor to the prime minister.There are many rare treasures, but the prime minister only left a simple and inconspicuous cup.He likes the texture of the jade cup very much, as well as its warm touch, often unpretentious things are the most attractive, and this jade cup is like this.

Prime Minister Yan likes good-looking things, he can't put it down to the green jade cup, the emperor often gave him good wine in those years, and he used this jade cup to drink it.He doesn't know how to drink alcohol, and he can't drink too much at a time. He often just fills up the bottom of a cup and takes a sip. He hides the rest of the wine in the wine cellar in the prime minister's mansion. place.Presumably, it was at that time that Silin gradually became conscious, and could feel the ups and downs of Prime Minister Yan's mood, as well as the cloudy, sunny, rainy and snowy outside world.

This is indeed a start.

A few years later, Yan Qingran was framed by Cunxue and murdered by the already suspicious emperor.Yan Hengrui knew him very well and knew which glass he was used to drinking from, so he poured a full glass of wine, mixed it with poison and placed it in front of him.That was probably the only time in Yan Qingran's life that he didn't pick up the emerald jade cup. He was not afraid, but reluctant.

Until the end, Prime Minister Yan did not touch a drop of poisoned wine. If Shu Huai remembered correctly, until the end, those fine wines were also sealed underground in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and they have never been opened for 800 years.Perhaps the wine jars had long been shattered in the subsequent wars, and the fine wines were mixed into the soil. The world is impermanent. Who would know such details, and who would remember them?

Prime Minister Yan must die if he drinks alcohol, and he must die if he does not drink alcohol. As long as the emperor wants him to die, he has no choice but no reason to live, so he becomes a ghost—and this just arouses Silin's resentment.

Just one year later, Xueyi died, Shuhuai broke into the underworld, Wanzhu couldn't find anyone, and accidentally passed the palace, and uncontrolled spiritual energy infiltrated the jade cup. With the help of her power, Silin gradually possessed Spiritual power.

At the moment when this incident was recorded, Shu Huai, Mo Yun and Chang Qing all raised their heads, and the three pairs of eyes stared at the evening candle together, looking at the lamp spirit until the hairs stood on end.

"I declare in advance that it's not my mother who wants to help him. I didn't participate in the matter of him killing the emperor!" Wan Zhu put down her pen, raised her hands, and tried to wash away the suspicion on her body, "The little bastard is still locked up in the Hades, He definitely doesn't know my old lady, if you don't believe me, ask!"

Yan Hengrui thought he was an emperor, and he always looked down on other creatures in the three realms. If he heard Wanzhu's words "little bastard", he might immediately lose his temper.Shuhuai's throat felt a little uncomfortable, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I didn't suspect you, I just took a look."

Changqing's ears moved, his eyes rolled, and he seemed to have something to say.Shuhuai told him to ask whatever he wanted to ask, and not to hold it back, so he smiled meanly while flicking the brush: "Second brother, what's wrong with your voice?"

"It's too idle!" Shuhuai had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't know that he wanted to ask this, so he immediately cursed, "Believe it or not, I'll tie that tongue of yours into a knot?!"

He was becoming angry from embarrassment, Changqing saw it, and shook his head with an inscrutable expression on his face, the pen in his hand was full of ink, and it was thrown all over the table and paper at this moment.Mo Yun roughly glanced at the ink stains, and couldn't help sighing secretly: It's so dirty and messy, it's really hard to clean it up later.

Wan Zhu didn't understand why they were acting like this all of a sudden, and thought that Chang Qing was interrupting again, and quickly changed the subject: "What did you just talk about?"

"Talking about his transformation, we should go to Yan Hengrui's place next." Shuhuai frowned, looking at the dark marks on Changqing's face, as if hesitating whether to remind him to wipe his face.But it didn't take long before I had a result in my heart—this black dragon deserves such a beating, so let him spend the night with this ink mark, anyway, those ghosts who shuttle back and forth in the underworld don't sleep at night, and let Chang Qing bear it If you lose face, you should teach him a lesson.

Deng Ling's attitude is more serious, and her handwriting is also good-looking, which forms a sharp contrast with Changqing. The scene on her side is simply pleasing to the eye.Shuhuai thought about turning back and asked Xueyi to learn from Wen Yanzhi, and then from Wanzhu. He bit the penholder again, looked at the paper in front of Deng Ling for a while, and then said: "Wen Yanzhi told me that since I have After Yan Hengrui was robbed of his body, all the things were done by Silin pretending to be him, so it can be speculated that there are some reasons why the 'emperor' killed courtiers indiscriminately."

"I know about this." Wan Zhu took over the conversation, "Most of the people who died under his command were relatives, and some were courtiers who fell into trouble in front of the emperor after the prime minister fell out of favor."

No wonder Yan Hengrui did it without hesitation. He probably thought that killing the prime minister was what the people wanted, but he never calmed down and thought about it.

Facing the suspicion of the emperor, being imprisoned, being slandered by his colleagues, and becoming an official in the court, this is what he fears the most, but Yan Qingran is very unlucky, he met him.

Having said that, if he didn't suffer such bad luck, he wouldn't be able to be the Lord of the Underworld with a youthful face.An old man with white beard and hair suddenly appeared in Shuhuai's mind. He couldn't help scratching his head, thinking that he was still more beautiful than now, and his face would look longer when he said it.

"Why did he kill his relative?" Shuhuai thought about this, and asked again, "Are you sure this has nothing to do with you?"

"Stinky boy, don't scare me. I haven't mentioned the matter of you brothers and sisters to him at that time. If he knows about it, he will be damned!" The lamp spirit was almost led into the ditch by Shuhuai's thoughts, and hurriedly Zhu, "The reason why he killed those relatives was probably because they killed many people, including Xue Yi, but not for Xue Yi. Can you understand me when I explain it this way?"

Of course Shuhuai can understand it, it's easy to understand, as far as his first impression of Silin is concerned, it's not surprising that the cup spirit behaved like this, what Wanzhu said just made him eliminate the previous guess, The latter guess is confirmed.

From this point of view, the deaths of those mortals are also strange, but at that time neither the ghost envoy nor the king of the underworld found any problems with the records in the book of life and death. They were all piled on Yan Hengrui's head.

Then the emperor was at a loss, Shuhuai reckoned that Yan Hengrui had vaguely guessed something about this kind of thing, so he was so angry.

"Fortunately, my surname is not Yan." Shuhuai murmured in a low voice, and immediately raised the volume, "Can you stop sleeping?"

These words were addressed to Chang Qing, while he was talking with Wan Zhu, Heilong's forehead was pressed against the wooden table in front of him again, and a slight snoring sound came, which made people dumbfounded.

Mo Yun went over and tugged at Chang Qing's hair. The latter took a few breaths, but still didn't wake up.

The little demon king shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice: "Why don't you just leave him alone and continue? Anyway, it's the same with him or without him."

This makes sense.Shuhuai suddenly realized that he called Changqing here because he was full and had nothing to do to find fault. He should have let this stupid dragon go back to sleep. Seeing him sitting here was making trouble, he really hadn't done anything. Facts.

But if we talk about it later, it seems that there is nothing to talk about. Wanzhu doesn't know what happened between Yanlingxi and Silin, and Shuhuai has to solve this mystery himself.Deng Ling was still guilty, she rubbed the corner of her clothes, and asked Shuhuai in a low voice if she could apologize to Silin on her behalf, after all, she forgot to tell Silin that Yan Qingran was in Hades.

How can I let others do it for me to apologize?Shu Huai declined her request, Deng Ling curled her lips, but she couldn't say anything, she still had to muster up the courage to find Silin, and the waiting process would definitely be very long.

Shu Huai put the pen down and yawned big. Mo Yun understood, immediately put down the cup, squatted down a little and waited for him to climb onto his back.Wanzhu kicked Changqing's leg and woke him up. Heilong Fang saw this scene as soon as he opened his eyes, and he froze on the spot. After a while, he suddenly jumped up and asked Wanzhu to wake him up. Also carry it back.

"There's nothing wrong with you!" Deng Ling was furious, and kicked him again, "Go back by yourself!"

Changqing hadn't woken up yet, and didn't realize that he had said something wrong, so he just rubbed his butt and complained all the way forward.When he passed by Mo Yun, the little demon king felt Shuhuai trembling on his back as if he was holding back a smile, and then he remembered that there was still that ball of ink on Chang Qing's face.

All the big and small ghosts along the way noticed the painted-faced black dragon, and cast curious glances one after another, but the dazed Chang Qing didn't know anything about it.

"What's your surname?" After returning to the room and lying on the bed, Shuhuai suddenly heard Mo Yun asking this. He felt strange at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the other party was paying attention to the sentence "Fortunately, your surname is Yan." .The little wolf cub's emphasis is really strange, who knows how much he listened to serious things, but he remembered clearly what he said casually.

"Forgot." Shu Huai said vaguely, "It's been so long, my brain is not working well, so I can't remember."

Anyone's head may not work well, but this will never happen to Shuhuai.His answer was too perfunctory, of course Mo Yun didn't believe it, but after several rounds of cross-examination, he didn't tell the truth, it seemed like he really forgot.

Mo Yun had no choice but to give up: "You might as well just take your husband's surname."

"No, it doesn't sound good." Shuhuai rolled on the bed, he was so exhausted, before turning over halfway, he suddenly fell asleep.

The author has something to say: Flying home, I was really sleepy.

As soon as I left Xiamen, I heard that a typhoon had landed over there... I was sweating for the other three people who stayed in Xiamen and had to play for two more days.