In love with the ghost king

It was night, Chu Sheng was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Thinking of the fact that he will experience his third catastrophe tomorrow, he can't calm down.But the more it is at this time, the easier it is to think wildly.

Apart from himself, there was only one red-haired parrot left in the palace - it was sent by someone sent by Mingge Xingjun before, saying that he was afraid that he would be too bored alone.I'm not here for the past few days, and it's also thanks to Fate Xingjun's care.

Fate Xingjun chose the same name as Dijun. When he came, he told him that the parrot's name was "Red Hair", which was easy to understand and easy to remember.

But since the red hair came, he would call out from time to time, and often in the middle of the night, which scared Chu Sheng out of his dream.Later, after a long period of training, it was taught this problem of not shouting.

After staying in the human world for a few days, returning to his cold palace in the Upper Immortal Realm, he was a little unfamiliar.

Chu Sheng lay on the bed and shook his head, feeling more and more depressed.I just came back today, and tomorrow I have to go through the headache-inducing tribulation, so I can't sleep well no matter what.

After lying blankly for a while, he simply sat up, lit a candle, and prepared to pack his things.

I left today, and I don't know when I will be back.

When faced with the empty palace, he felt that his thought of packing up just now was superfluous.

Ever since I gave all the money to Fate Xingjun, there is nothing in this house worth worrying about.

Chu Sheng sighed, then sat back on the bed in a sense of loss, his eyes fell on the bell and the Qiankun bag beside the bed—the most valuable things on his body now.

Almost forgot, there is also a hairpin on the head.

Chu Sheng pulled out the hairpin that made him dreamy, and looked at it carefully by the light of the candle.The cold texture spread from his fingertips to his heart, Chu Sheng lowered his eyes, pursed his thin lips lightly, and felt no sleepiness at all.

At this moment, the red hair yelled: "Sleep! Sleep!"

Chu Sheng was frightened to death, clutching his chest, and it took a long time to recover.Walking up to the candle with bare feet, and blowing out the candle for it, I can't keep myself from sleeping, even this little thing can't sleep, right?So he obediently lay back on the bed and continued to stare.

There was even a trace of doubt, suspecting that the old man Mingge was using this thing to torment himself.

People are honest, but their heads can't stop thinking about some messy things, without exception, they are all related to Meng Jing.

Thinking about it, Chu Sheng felt his cheeks were slightly hot. He rubbed them hard a few times, put his hands on his forehead, and lay back on the bed in an extremely indecent position. While thinking wildly, his eyes suddenly became clear. I don't know the meaning of giving jade hairpins to others - after all, not everyone has learned the rules of marriage immortals in the palace of marriage.

After all, maybe I was narrow-minded and misinterpreted Meng Jing's meaning - even if Your Excellency the Ghost King really wanted to find a good match, it would not be my turn.

Chu Sheng thinks that from head to toe, he can't even pick out half of the advantages of himself - he is ugly and poor, and he is greedy for life and afraid of death. To return... In a word--

No good.

I'm afraid they went to heaven and earth and searched all over the three realms, but they couldn't pick out a piece of trash that was more trash than him.

Thinking of this, Chu Sheng breathed a rare sigh of relief, and his mind gradually cleared up. Looking at the night scene under the astronomical star outside the window, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Fate Xingjun calls you to experience calamity! Fate Xingjun calls you to experience calamity!"

Early in the morning, Chu Sheng woke up from his dream, patted his head twice, got up quickly, picked up his clothes and was about to run outside.Looking out of the window, the night scene laid out by Lord Tianxiang Xing has not dissipated, and there is still a long way to go before the time agreed with the fate, he sighed, sat back on the bed, and his eyes fell on the rather proud red hair .

During the days when he knew that he must be absent, Fate Xingjun really did his duty.

When the sky gradually rose in the distance, Chu Sheng put on his long gown and went to the reincarnation platform.

The Reincarnation Terrace is the channel for immortals to go down to the mortal world. Most of the priests jumped down to ascend to the immortals. If the immortal officials jumped down, they would be punished for making mistakes—needless to say, the name was naturally given by the emperor.

In fact, it originally had a more elegant name, called Floating Life as a Dream, which means "going down to earth for three thousand years, but just a big dream".It's a pity that every time the emperor wanted to punish the immortal officials who made mistakes, he always forgot the name "Floating Life Like a Dream", so he had to ask the priest beside him: "I want him to dance...jump!" What?"

The priest was terrified and had no choice but to figure out what the emperor meant, and then he lowered his head and said, "Life is like a dream."

Over time, Dijun found it bothersome, and so did the priests beside him, so he changed his name.

The emperor still has plausible words - he wanted to let you enter the reincarnation again, so it is not a bad idea to name it the reincarnation platform.

In this way, it makes sense.

Before leaving, he looked back at the Qiankun bag, always worried that Fate Xingjun would see it and the bell and throw it away as something useless.What's more, Fate Xingjun said that during this time of calamity, it is best to bring something with you, so that Fate can find him in the world.So after thinking for a moment, he put them together in his arms before leaving in a hurry.

When he arrived at the Samsara Terrace, he could see Song Yuan standing there with his back facing him from a distance, mixed with white mist, his clothes fluttering, like a fairy official with a very high cultivation base.

Chu Sheng secretly thought that a god like Immortal Guangling is among the immortals, and praise from the emperor will be indispensable in the future.

At this moment, Song Yuan turned around, saw Chu Sheng, and nodded slightly.

Chu Sheng took two steps hastily, quickly returned the salute, bowed his head and said, "Hello Xianjun."

Since the last time he knew that he and Tianxiang Xingjun had snatched the job of investigating ghosts and immortals in the Southern Kingdom, Chu Sheng felt a little more guilty towards Song Yuan in his heart.

Song Yuan said: "Master Chu is good."

Chu Sheng looked around, but there were no other figures, and wondered: "Has the Fate Star Lord ever come?"

Song Yuan was still asked by others, and he replied: "Not yet."

Chu Sheng straightened up and said no more.

There was no bottom to be seen under the reincarnation stage, Chu Sheng only looked down, and remembered the scene of his last calamity in his mind.

Standing on the edge of the reincarnation platform, he did not dare to jump down.In the end, Fate Xingjun couldn't stand it any longer, he stepped forward and kicked himself down, simply and rudely, without sloppy at all.

What a shame!

He made up his mind and decided that he would never let others help him again this time!

He took two steps back and bumped into Song Yuan's clear face. He looked calm, so calm that no waves could be seen.Xu Shi noticed that Chu Sheng was looking at him, and Song Yuan smiled lightly: "Master Chu?"

Chu Sheng cleared his cough and waved his hands again and again.

Song Yuan was different from himself in going down to earth this time.As I said before, he was originally a cultivator of immortals, and he was a master of a school.It's a pity that something went wrong on the road of practice later, and he died after reaching the position of priest.

So this time, he doesn't need to go through the road of cultivating immortals, he only needs to experience all the sufferings in the world.

Probably feeling that it was embarrassing for two people to stand here, Chu Sheng touched his nose and said, "Have you ever seen your own book in the world?"

Song Yuan stood with his hands behind his back. Hearing this, he still kept his eyes fixed and said, "No need."

Sure enough, a person who cultivates immortals is arrogant!

Chu Sheng praised more than a dozen times in a row!

At this time, Mingge Xingjun rushed over.