Peach wood

Not long after they left, several black shadows came out from the corner, and the leader looked back at the emperor's bedroom, hesitated a little, and finally chose to follow Shuhuai.This group of people was faintly carrying aura, and Shuhuai walked in front of them, and he could feel the chill without turning his head.This is Cunxue's aura, and he will always remember it.

Mortals who dare to cooperate with the gods can be divided into two categories: those with extraordinary abilities, and those who are beyond their limits.

I don't know what kind of guy should be classified as the guy who was selected by Cunxue this time?

Judging from their hasty stalking behavior, they are brave and foolish; judging from the situation of the aggressive generals, they are simple-minded; from this we can deduce that this group of people should belong to the latter.Without Cunxue, the fights between these mortals were nothing more than petty fights, nothing worth paying attention to, Shu Huai smiled slightly and didn't care, just dragged Mo Yun away from the palace quietly.Although those mortals were infused with spiritual energy, they were still ordinary people in essence, and they had absolutely no ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. Shuhuai and Mo Yun escaped before their eyes, and they could only watch helplessly, even chasing after them. Chase.

Shaking off a few small tails, Shuhuai felt relaxed, and his steps were much brisker. Cunxue had no energy left to disturb him anymore. From leaving the palace to leaving the imperial city, there was no unexpected situation on the way.Walking to the front of the big tree, Shuhuai looked up at its bare branches, sighed with emotion that the autumn leaves were all gone, knocked on the gate of Hades, and slipped in.

As the weather turned colder, the time for the snow clothes and evening candles to sleep became longer and longer. Shuhuai had to walk lightly when passing by their room, not to make any noise, so as not to wake up the evening candles and make a big fuss with himself. Make a fuss.He patted his head and felt that he was really getting better and better, he shouldn't be afraid of Wanzhu, but now he didn't know why, he was just afraid of quarrels.Maybe it's because I'm getting old, I think I can have fewer things to do.

Ming Jun was already a ghost, so naturally he didn't need to rest. When they came back, this man was sitting in the middle of the hall, arranging the pile of things on the table that seemed to never be finished.Shuhuai glanced slightly, and quietly asked Ming Jun if there were any ghosts coming from the imperial city in the past few days, but the latter didn't raise his head, just said no.

That's weird, could it be that Cunxue used some kind of insidious method to prevent those people from passing away?Shuhuai coughed lightly, intending to put the matter on hold for the time being, and first sue the ghost here with Mingjun.

Just at this time, Ming Jun suddenly spoke and asked if there was something serious about the injury on Shuhuai's ankle, and if he wanted to take some wound medicine.The book got three points of his color, and immediately stirred up one big dye vat after another, and immediately took advantage of the topic to complain to him about Wen Yanzhi's actions. Get rid of that annoying bad temper.

How could Mingjun not understand the meaning of Shuhuai?But he just smiled, saying that Ghost Messenger is not in a good mood, and told Shuhuai not to worry about such things.

"An old man who is several thousand years old, still in a bad mood?" Shuhuai was extremely surprised, as if he had heard some strange talk.

"You have lived for 800 years. He is what you look like. It's okay, stop arguing with him. He has recently caught whoever is scolding. Don't provoke him if you have nothing to do." Ming Jun put down his pen, Move the overused wrist slightly.Now that the ghost messenger is not by his side, there is no one to knead it for him, and he always doesn't know how to clean up by himself, and he gives up after pressing the button.

At this time Shuhuai asked again: "Isn't that round mirror in your hand?"

"Really..." Ming Jun just remembered that the ghost messenger used the round mirror to communicate with Shuhuai, "I might not be in the hall at that time, so he moved the round mirror and answered for me."

Mo Yun stood aside and listened, always feeling that something was wrong.In a place that Mingjun couldn't see, he poked Shuhuai quietly, and Shuhuai shivered all over, and said embarrassingly: "I understand."

He understood what was going on, Ming Jun didn't know, and didn't intend to understand, so he waved his hand and let him go.

After returning to the room, Mo Yun couldn't hold back his curiosity anymore, and pestered Shuhuai to ask him to explain what he understood.Shuhuai was so entangled by him that he had no choice but to explain to him in a low voice: "Mingjun is not in the hall, and he is definitely going to see Yan Hengrui. It is because of this that Wen Yanzhi is so angry."

The little demon king was still puzzled: "I still don't understand why the ghost envoy got angry?"

Hearing his question, Shuhuai just smiled: "Actually, I don't understand the same thing. Just let him get angry! I've heard that people who are often angry age quickly, and they don't look old even after thousands of years. , it's about time."

I don't know if the ghost envoy will come to chase him through the underworld with a big kitchen knife after hearing such a statement from his mouth?The little demon king rubbed his chin, feeling that there is no difference between ghosts and humans, anyway, their thoughts are equally difficult to guess.

Of course, it was impossible for Wen Yanzhi to hear Shuhuai speak ill of him behind his back, and Mo Yun would not betray the person next to him, but when they saw the ghosts again, their expressions were not normal.Wen Yanzhi felt strange, but he couldn't ask directly, he only said that Shuhuai was still angry because of his attitude, and apologized awkwardly to the other party.How could Shuhuai dare to accept his words, and hurriedly said that he was just thinking about things, and told him not to be overwhelmed, the ghosts were dubious, but he couldn't see the flaws, so he could only take these words seriously for the time being, Shuhuai got away with it, and grew up With a sigh of relief, he looked carefully at the corners of the ghost messenger's eyes, and was surprised to find that although this guy was puffing up like a big toad every day, his face was still young, and there was no trace of age.Thinking about it like this makes me jealous again.

Shaking his head slightly to expel those meaningless thoughts from his mind, Shuhuai again asked the ghost messenger about Yan Hengrui's recent situation.He was really curious whether there had been any communication between Yan Hengrui and Silin, since they shared the same body for so long, they should at least say a few words to learn some secrets, right?However, as soon as he mentioned Yan Hengrui, the ghost's face became long. Shuhuai looked at it amusedly, and felt that he was like a horse full of anger, and it was about to kick.

"Why do both of them care about that guy!" The ghost envoy gritted his teeth, feeling dissatisfied in his heart.Shuhuai thought that what he had expected was true, Mingjun must have gone to Yan Hengrui often, otherwise Wen Yanzhi shouldn't have such an attitude.

Who knows why the ghost messenger is dissatisfied with this person, but now he can't even mention his name.

Shuhuai intentionally teased him, and said, "Yan—it's still pretty good."

"Fuck, farting all day long!" Wen Yanzhi was really furious, "What's so good about that kind of beast, it's not like you don't know what he has done in the human world!"

"Indiscriminate killing and indiscriminate punishment are all the crimes committed by the cup spirit who pretended to be his name. Have you forgotten this?" Shu Huai pretended to be puzzled, and deliberately brought the topic to Si Lin. Sitting on the railing, he had been watching the turbulent Styx, and now he heard the sound and looked up at him, wondering why this person was so bad, he seemed to be bullying a ghost.

Most likely, Wen Yanzhi also noticed his intentions, and smiled coldly and stopped being tricked: "Forget it, I won't talk to you any more. A full stomach is full of bad water, drowning people, drowning demons, and drowning ghosts."

The drowned demon was embarrassed to hear it, and took the initiative to change the subject: "Changqing is still in the human world, what are you planning to keep him there?"

As if after he reminded Shuhuai and the ghost emissary, they realized that there was a missing dragon. Now that there is an empty space next to Shuhuai, Wen Yanzhi immediately grabbed it and made a big fuss. It is really irresponsible to stay in the human world, not only irresponsible to Bei Hai, but also irresponsible to the little emperor's personal safety.Shu Huai knew that he was waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, so he didn't refute him, and took all the blame and pinned it on himself.When he did this, the ghost envoy was full of resentment and had no way to vent it. In the eyes of Shu Huai, the breath of Wen Yan at this moment was like some kind of strange fish, frowning and his belly bulging.

Shuhuai laughed out loud, and actually stretched out his hand to poke Wen Yanzhi's belly, wanting to see if it was really swollen and if it could be pierced.The latter was frightened by his actions, and immediately jumped three feet high, hurriedly avoiding his hands, cursing four-character words such as "no big or small" and "no respect for elders".But it's useless to scold him, Shuhuai neither regards him as a senior nor a teacher, and always calls him a brother and brother, and associates with him on the same level, what he said made Shuhuai laugh even more.

But after laughing enough, Shu Huai thought about whether it was reasonable to keep Chang Qing in the human world.At first, he was thinking that Cunxue was still recovering from his injuries, so he couldn't be distracted and would not pose a threat to Changqing. Putting this dragon in the emperor's palace would also ensure the safety of Yanlingxi and Silin, so he just Went to arrange it.But he only overlooked one point, that is, whether Cunxue is recuperating from his injuries, if this god is playing tricks again, then the Changqing Decision will be useless.

Although Changqing once hurt Cunxue, Cunxue escaped later and replaced him with a puppet, chasing and killing him and Wanzhu, and fled everywhere.He was able to stab the opponent entirely because of his good luck, but sometimes good luck doesn't mean anything. Walking in the world, how can one always rely on luck, after all, one has to rely on strength to speak.

The cooperation process with Fengyi is coming to an end, Shuhuai expects that he will wave goodbye to him in a while, turn around and return to the position where he should stand, and continue to maintain the state of three legs, so it is not good to bother him.Gong Fei followed Fengyi and ran around in the Three Realms, and she didn't know where she went recently. There were five people who could be pulled out to do things. In fact, after they and Changqing were removed, only Mo Yun and Shuhuai were left. .He also had to deal with Cunxue and ensure the safety of Yanlingxi. Shuhuai hated not being able to learn the technique of splitting a body and splitting one person into countless personal agents. Just take it apart.

"Let him stay there for one night first, I don't think anything serious will happen, I'll look for him tomorrow." Shuhuai pulled Mo Yun off the bridge railing, but walked towards Yan Hengrui, presumably to ask something.The ghost emissary snorted and let them go, this Yan Hengrui is really welcome, I don't know when he will get out of the underworld.

The reason why he hates Yan Hengrui is not complicated to say, the ghost messenger just hates the act of being ungrateful, crossing the river and demolishing bridges, Yan Hengrui just happened to bump into him.The "bridge" that was torn down was the one above Wen Yan, and he definitely felt displeased. Seeing Mingjun treat the little slut who demolished the bridge with a pleasant face, he was even more displeased, as if he himself was short of this person out of thin air. As if doing something humbly.

In fact, Mingjun didn’t mean that, humility and humility and other attitudes don’t exist at all, and it’s even more out of the question to please, but the ghost messenger himself has a prejudice against Yan Hengrui. not used to.Therefore, Mingjun's ordinary words had different meanings in his ears, and then he would open up the chatterbox, constantly sneering and sarcastic, every time Mingjun choked and wanted to take violent measures to beat him up Order him not to talk too much from now on.

I have scolded before, but if I can't swear a few words, the ghost messenger will have to sell miserably.Mingjun was unable to speak, so he forced himself to calm down, not to argue with his subordinates, and not to quarrel over trivial matters.But he had a smile on his face every day, but the ghost envoy got angry again, thinking that if he didn't learn his lesson, it would be better to remember the emperor.Today, the book is not in his arms, and the ghost has nowhere to vent his inner distress, so he ran to stay by the Styx River, he didn't care about anything, just stared at the ghosts coming and going, and glanced at Yan Hengrui's room from time to time .

With him standing there, Mingjun actually felt a kind of unreasonable fear out of thin air, and he didn't even dare to pass by in front of him to ask Yan Hengrui for routine questioning.But it's impossible not to ask, so I can only hide from his eyes and sneak past him when he's not paying attention.

Originally, nothing major would happen, and the content of the conversation was the same as in the past, but Wen Yanzhi saw that Ming Jun avoided him and touched him quietly, and thought that he was abnormal, so he turned and went into the hall, going to get the round mirror to find a book Huai complained.There is no need to say much about what happened after that, Shuhuai guessed the reason for his anger very accurately, it was because of Yan Hengrui's stupid incident.

After being bored for such a long time, even if it is a ghost, he gradually becomes a little restless. Shuhuai knows that he has nothing to do, and wants to do something casually to pass the time. It would be too boring to go on like that.There are some people in this world, usually they are immobile, serious, and have no interest in anything, but when they see others busy with their own affairs, they will be aroused curiosity, and want to indulge like others and experience it Mood-ridden fun.There is not much difference between a human and a ghost, so if you replace a human with a ghost, the truth will not change. The ghost is just curious and wants to make trouble for no reason.

Shuhuai not only guessed the ghost's mind accurately, but also guessed about Cunxue's situation.Mo Yun spent the whole night in fear, worrying about the safety of the dragon in Changqing, always thinking that Cunxue might have entered the emperor's palace and was pressing the black dragon on the ground to beat him violently, and was just about to say a few words to Shuhuai to ease his heart He was so nervous, he didn't expect that the other party wasn't thinking about this issue at all, but instead slept soundly.

The next morning, Shuhuai was in good spirits, and Mo Yun lay listlessly on the bed, pressing the back of his head with a pillow, no matter how much Ren Shuhuai tried to persuade him, he didn't want to get up from the bed.Shuhuai rolled his eyes, opened his quilt and slipped in. Two human figures appeared on the surface of the quilt. After tossing and turning for a long time, Mo Yun threw the pillow abruptly, jumped out of the bed as if admitting defeat, quickly put on his clothes and rolled away wash up.At this time, Shuhuai didn't want to move any more, he nestled in the same place and yearned for the little heat, until Mo Yun came and dragged him away, then he reluctantly let go of his hand.

Hidden all the way, avoiding maids and guards, finally entered the emperor's palace without any danger.After they left yesterday, the Empress Dowager sent someone to clean up the debris and dust, and the whole space opened up a lot.Perhaps because of this, Yan Lingxi seemed to be in a good mood, sitting at the table chatting with Changqing.Shuhuai put the wooden queen in front of Changqing's eyes. Heilong was shocked and tears filled his eyes, as if a wanderer had found a wife he hadn't seen in his hometown for many years. The depth and sincerity of his feelings were beyond words.

Si Lin glanced at them from the side, opened the door and said that he wanted to go out to breathe, Mo Yun hadn't woken up yet, and wanted to blow the cold wind to refresh himself, so he followed.Shu Huai casually picked up a book spread out on the table, sat on another chair and slowly read it, while Yan Lingxi was attracted by the wooden queen, and carefully touched her hair accessories.

Changqing is silly, but he is very popular with teenagers. Shuhuai hid the lower half of his face behind the book, observing the expression of the little emperor.I don't know what kind of topics they talked about that night, but now it seems that Yan Lingxi and Chang Qing seem to be old acquaintances, as if they were friends since childhood.Heilong babbled, talking to the little emperor about his 72nd concubine of the Sixth Court of Sangong, the latter listened very carefully with wide eyes, and asked him a few questions from time to time.

As he talked, the situation began to develop in a strange place. He couldn't rest for a long time, and he preferred to discuss some emotional topics. He hugged his wooden wife and insisted that every emperor should have a harem beauty. He also asked Yanling Why didn't Xi take a wife?Shuhuai couldn't bear it anymore, kicked him under the table, and changed the topic to the book in his hand, implying that Changqing should read more and ask less nonsense, but the other party obviously didn't understand what he meant, and just continued to play with the wooden queen, I have no interest in books.

After a while, the black dragon felt bored, so he raised his head and asked the little emperor, "What does the real dragon emperor mean?"

"He is the descendant of the dragon, the son of the sky." Yan Lingxi thought for a while, and chose a simple and easy-to-understand way to tell him.

Changqing let out a "wow", his eyes sparkled, and he thought that the little emperor in front of him was also a descendant of the Dragon God, so he immediately asked, "Then which sea dragon are you from?"

Arranging this idiot here is really embarrassing, Shuhuai almost wants to hide his face and cry, expressing his inner sorrow.

Yan Lingxi was stunned for a moment, thinking that Changqing was intentionally amusing, so he laughed, because the black dragon didn't know, and wanted to find out which sea area the other party came from, but his toe was crushed heavily by Shuhuai.Shuhuai pressed the center of his brows, with a sullen expression on his face: "That's an adjective, you read more, don't be ashamed, okay!"

They didn't deliberately lower their voices, Si Lin and Mo Yun who were sitting on the steps could hear the conversation in the room clearly.Seeing that Si Lin was outside the house, but his heart remained inside, Mo Yun whispered, "Do you like him?"

Silin just woke up like a dream, and just now she came back to her senses, with a wry smile on her face: "You mean Lingxi... No, I don't know how to love, and neither can he."

"What's the meaning of this?" Mo Yun waved his hand to drive away the little flying insects in the autumn.He was still thinking about what Wan Zhu said, this cup was clearly a loyal follower of Prime Minister Yan, why did he suddenly get so close to the little emperor?There must be secrets in between.

"This child, he was born without learning how to hate, but at the same time he has never learned how to love. In his heart, there are things more precious than life, and doubts deeper than feelings." Silin is worthy of reading The essence of the cup speaks one set of words, Mo Yun thought about it for a long time, chewed out the deep meaning, and said with emotion: "I thought that the word love is already difficult to understand, but I didn't expect there to be other difficulties."

What is more important than life?What is more difficult to see than emotion?

A 16-year-old boy, he has a pure mind and a firm belief, but he always has doubts and looks at the world with inquiring eyes.There are things in his heart that he must risk his life to pursue, and there are also problems that he can't understand through his entire life.

After a moment of silence, Silin changed the subject: "According to what you said, there is nothing wrong with it. Passionate and ruthless are indeed confusing. Sometimes I can't tell whether he will love, understand love, or know What is love? You can see that he has no hatred, he seems to be in love; but he is indifferent to everyone, and he looks ruthless. I can't understand him, I can't understand ordinary people." After talking, it turned out to be Sigh.

Mo Yun laughed: "Ordinary people can't understand you."

"Can you understand that one?" Silin noticed that he had an unusual relationship with Shuhuai, and deliberately teased him.However, Mo Yun was not embarrassed, let alone flustered, just sat quietly in the same place, watching the sun shine on the stone slabs below the steps.After a while, he replied: "You don't need to understand too much, just know that he is good, that's enough."

Thinking too much can sometimes increase your troubles in vain.What's the use of seeing through a person?Are you going to stop liking him after seeing him through? —Of course not.That being the case, all attachments are meaningless.

So Mo Yun never delved into the purpose of what Shuhuai did, but it was also related to the unreasonable tacit understanding and trust between them.If they suspect each other, it will be difficult for both of them, and the road will be tortuous. Fortunately, Shuhuai is lazy, and he is also stupid. He doesn't want to engage in those twists and turns, and there is no need for that.

"Very good." Silin stretched her waist, raised her eyes to look at the sky, "The Queen Mother's people are coming soon, why don't you hide for a while?"

According to what he said, Mo Yun got up and went back to the house to call Shuhuai, but after a while, the two of them walked out the door side by side.The dragon followed behind Shuhuai, chattering all the way, Silin didn't listen carefully, he just felt that the scene in front of him was very good, he couldn't describe it with any words.Sometimes the words created by man are scarce, and things that are too wonderful are difficult to understand and describe.

Two lines of poetry suddenly popped up in my mind.

Most of the good things are not firm, and the colored clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.

The author has something to say: Most of the good things are not firm, and the colorful clouds are easy to disperse and the glass is brittle. ——Bai Juyi's "Jane Jian Yin"

Su Jianjian died at the age of 13.

What I mean by quoting this sentence is that some of these characters also have essential box lunches.

Then there is a funny thing: the word toad/toad will be harmonized. I used this word today, but he happened to have his birthday the day before yesterday. I was still immersed in the joy of celebrating his birthday. Sometimes I am secretly funny...