His old enemy deceives the world

Finally ambiguous about the glazed slug in front of Wuji, Chu Yu felt a headache and rubbed his forehead. All the way back to the hall, he was thinking about the metaphysics that Wuji said that the glazed slug can swell up again after soaking in water , So holding the mentality of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, the first thing he did when he returned was to jump into the screen and grope back and forth on Ah Zi's tree trunk, trying in vain to find some remains of that slug.

But after searching every corner, he couldn't find even a bit of slug dandruff, but Ah Zi suddenly transformed behind him, and asked him shyly if he wanted to continue the double cultivation.

Chu Yu turned around, and a cluster of green flames ignited from the palm of his hand expressionlessly. Seeing the dancing flames, Ah Zi's face paled in an instant, and she was so frightened that she crouched down trembling with her head in her arms. He clasped his palms to put away Qingyan, and stepped out of the screen in a calm manner.

Sighing, Chu Yu sat on the edge of the ice bed, crossed his fingers on his knees, and there was a hint of sadness in his distant eyes.

And Ah Zi was sneaking out from the edge of the screen, lying at the end of the bed, carefully showing half of his face, watching Chu Yu secretly, and covering his heart after only one glance: ah, his Chu Chu is so beautiful Ah, but what is Chuchu thinking?Alas...unexpectedly, if only he could be a little smarter.

Sensing the sticky sight from the side, Chu Yu couldn't help but want to twitch the corners of his eyes, although he really liked trees, and when he was in Qingyin Waterside Pavilion in the past, he spent most of his free time on the edge of the cliff Looking into the distance from the tallest tree... because he likes the feeling of overriding all the small mountains at a glance-but this does not mean that he will like the tree under his feet to stare at him every day after becoming a spirit.

His fingers moved uncomfortably, and finally Chu Yu couldn't bear it anymore. He put one hand on his knee, turned his head and looked at the end of the bed, but found that there was no one there.

"........."

Chu Yu silently looked at the strands of black hair sticking out from the end of the bed, and called out, "Ah Zi."

The strands of hair shook violently, but still refused to show their heads.

Chu Yu continued to coax, "Ah Zi, I won't burn you with fire."

Only then did a pair of watery eyes slowly appear at the end of the bed, and I stared at Chu Yu pitifully.

Seeing this, Chu Yu smiled softly and said, "Come on, come here, Ah Zi, let me show you something nice."

This smile made Ah Zihun'er lose half of it in an instant, and the soles of her feet moved involuntarily, and she moved towards Chu Yu full of joy and shyness.

However, when the distance between the two narrowed to only one finger wide, Chu Yu's expression suddenly changed. He raised his hand and waved it in the void, and it fell from between his originally empty fingers. He took out a small black jade gourd, and by the time AhZi realized something was wrong, it was too late, the black jade gourd suddenly exploded with a violent suction force, sucking AhZi's ink-washed body in.

Chu Yu caught the black jade gourd that fell suddenly in the air, and spread it in the palm of his hand. The little gourd was shaking, and Ah Zi's mournful voice came from inside: "Woooooo...Chuchu, you lied to me, hurry up!" let me out……"

There was no disturbance in Chu Yu's heart. With his fingertips, he slowly slid across the mouth of the gourd, and after setting a silence barrier on it, he threw the gourd beside the bed, and lay down contentedly—the world finally returned to peace. up.

With his head resting on one arm, Chu Yu quietly looked at the reflection of the rippling water waves on the dome, and inexplicably remembered the words Wuji said to him during the day:

'Since he is the demon lord and has lived on Qiongtu Mountain for so many years, why didn't he let the sycamore tree bloom earlier, but why did he wait until now? '

In fact, Chu Yu had a strange conjecture in his mind at that time, but he didn't say it out loud: he thought, maybe it was because Chong Cang had been waiting for an opportunity before—an opportunity to make the phoenix tree bloom, and before that, He is also at a loss as to whether the sycamore is blooming or not.

But if this opportunity really existed, what would it be?

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Chu Yu was awakened by a burst of sobbing in the middle of the night. He sat up in a daze, and after searching for a long time in the darkness, he finally found the source of the sobbing sound - the black jade gourd he threw at the foot of the bed.

AhZi did not know when she actually broke the barrier of silence he had set up, and she was accusing him of "evil deeds" hoarsely at the moment, and she didn't know how long she had been crying. It sounded like her voice was a little hoarse, and Chu Yu looked sluggish. Depressed, he held the black jade gourd the size of a quail egg with his eyes open, and listened to the intermittent magic sound pouring into his ears, his soul seemed to fade away with the cry.

"Wuwuwuwu, Chuchu is too bad, it's a shame that he likes you so much... In the past, when he wanted to double cultivate with him, he would name him and touch his little hands; now that he is no longer needed, he would be imprisoned in Xiao Hei In the room, there was chaos and abandonment... burp!"

"........."

It's a pity that Chu Yu has never been proficient in those small spells, otherwise he would definitely cover it with another silence enchantment with his backhand, and he wouldn't have to endure such torture now. He sighed faintly, and coaxed patiently: "Okay, don't cry, can't I let you out?"

"It's too late! I don't love you anymore! Woooooo..."

Chu Yu: "..."

Resisting the urge to hold the gourd in the palm of his hand and operate like a dragon crossing a river, Chu Yu restrainedly tapped the gourd shell with his fingernails. In the next moment, a few wisps of ink slowly floated out from the mouth of the gourd. The thick ink was quickly sprayed out, and it gradually gathered around Chu Yu's side to form the appearance of Ah Zi.

AhZi rolled over on the bed when she landed, and Angzang Bachi's body just rolled around on the ice bed, shouting loudly, "Ahhh... I'm going to die! I need to be kissed by Chuchu to come back to life!"

Chu Yu said ruthlessly: "If you continue to struggle, I will dig you up and sell you to Wuji to pay off the debt."

"Um..." Ah Zi's movements froze for an instant, he reluctantly got up from the bed, and muttered aggrievedly: "Okay, okay, but I'm thirsty, I really want to drink water..."

"Aren't you a tree?" Chu Yu's expression was very helpless, and he raised his hand and pinched his frowning brows with two fingers, and said, "If you want to drink water, put your roots deeper. What's the use of telling me you're thirsty?"

Unexpectedly, after he finished reprimanding, Ah Zi's expression suddenly became more pitiful, he said sadly: "There is no more water, Ah Zi has not drunk water for many days..."

Hearing this, Chu Yu finally put down his hands and looked at him squarely. Seeing that his sad expression did not seem to be fake, he looked towards the canopy of the tree in the hall, and saw that the originally green and vibrant leaves were indeed a lot wilted now, swaying listlessly. Even he tried to send a little energy to Ah Zi, but found that it was only to stop the boiling, not the root cause, the ground in the screen was still very dry and cracked, as if foreshadowing some kind of ominous consequences.

Chu Yu stood up suddenly, how could he forget? ——The root system of the Wannian phoenix tree is entrenched under the entire Mingyang Palace. How can Ah Zi, a small tree in the painting, compete with it?Being nourished by his essence can only temporarily protect Ah Zi from being sucked dry, but as long as it has not reached the final state, all creatures cannot escape their original instincts, just like Chu Yu longing to fly, Ah Zi also wants to fly. Water is needed for irrigation.

But on the Qiongtu mountain where not a single blade of grass grows, where can he find water for Ah Zi?

"neat……"

Seeing that she seemed to have received the pity of the love bird in her dream again, Ah Zi pretended to be weak and leaned towards Chu Yu. Chu Yu was thinking about the water source, and when he heard the sound, he fixedly looked at his face. After a while, suddenly With a flash of inspiration, he clapped his hands and said, "I know!"

Ah Zi was caught off guard by Chu Yu's raised palm, and she was staring at Chu Yu resentfully at this moment. Seeing his appearance, Chu Yu smiled, stood on tiptoe, rubbed his head, and said, "Wait, wait." Come on, I'll get you some water right now."

AhZi was rubbed until half of his bones were crumbled, and he could no longer distinguish the south, east, and north. When he came back to his senses, Chu Yu had already left the main hall. He was startled and hurriedly chased him out, but he looked at the dark outside of the hall. , just as he was about to take a step, he shrank back in fear, hesitated for a long time, and finally he could only grab the door frame and whisper: "Chuchu... come back early."

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Chu Yu walked quickly on the dark corridor. The deep night palace was terribly quiet, and even those terrifying phantoms disappeared. On the white jade bricks on the ground, light and dark are changing from time to time.

Chu Yu frowned. He almost walked around the long corridor, but he still couldn't find the dark blue door.

That's right, the only source of water he could think of was the Jiuxi in Chongcang's bedroom, as for Chongcang's permission? ——Anyway, before the Hongmen Banquet, Chu Yu was already a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. As Chongcang said, he was sure that Chongcang would not kill him, and how about taking the opportunity to grab some wool from Chongcang's house? up?Isn't Chu Yu's natal soul feather worth the wine money?

Chu Yu even thought of an excuse for being caught by Chongcang to make him look good-said that he wanted to drink, so why should Chongcang be allowed to put him under house arrest, and not let him use alcohol to relieve his worries?

However, although the reckless calculation was well done, Chu Yu did not expect it to be implemented... Chong Cang's bedroom was hidden so secretively that even if he tried to find out some clues to the spell, he had no way of doing it, and could only do it over and over again in vain walking in the corridor.He recalled the direction in which the phoenix phantom flew away at that time, and said to himself in his heart: Phoenix, phoenix, if you have a spirit in the sky, for the sake of everyone being a bird, give me face and respect the old demon. The bedroom pointed out that I, Chu Yu, will repay you with gratitude, and I will definitely burn more paper money for you every year and festival in the future.

After repeating these words several times, Chu Yu suddenly seemed blessed to his heart. He seemed to feel something and stopped his steps. The next moment, as if a god descended into the world, the elegant figure of the phoenix silently passed over his head, flapping the light air. Wings, fly forward.

Chu Yu was stunned for a moment, and after he realized it, he immediately started to chase after the direction where Phoenix flew away. Sure enough, before he could take a few steps, the scene in front of him suddenly changed from before. The dark blue gate seemed to emerge from the water. Like that, the whole picture was slowly revealed, and the phantom of the phoenix also disintegrated in an instant, turning into dots of starlight, lingering around Chu Yu.

Putting his palm on the relief, Chu Yu gently pushed open the door, and the moment he stepped into the hall, the door suddenly disappeared from behind him.

Different from the landscape pavilions that I saw before, the hall at this moment was pitch black, all the carved railings and paintings were hidden in the dim light, only the sound of gurgling water was flowing quietly, Chu Yu's Adam's apple slipped, he took a deep breath, gently He walked two steps forward lightly, until he reached the fountain that was constantly bubbling wine, and then he carefully took out the black jade gourd, let it swell to the limit of his size in his hands, and then began to squat down Get that clear drink.

In the process of receiving the wine, Chu Yu pursed his lips nervously, and the knuckles holding the black jade gourd turned white with force. He quietly listened to every movement coming from the hall, until he finally squeezed the gourd without any danger. When it was full, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his tense body, and then shrunk the gourd down to the size of a pendant again, holding it in his palm and preparing to get up and leave.

However, when he turned around and glanced around inadvertently, his eyes were suddenly fixed on a certain place, and he could no longer move away.

The author has something to say: Chong Cang: I suddenly feel that my canopy seems to be greener, what's going on?

Chu Yu: Scrape the wool of the old dog, knit a sweater for the little wolf dog, emmm... nothing wrong.