After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

Yellow waves are rolling on the endless desert, and a few vultures occasionally fly over the ruined walls, making it even more lonely and desolate.

A pitch-black flying boat flew from the sky, different from Xuan Yuezong's splendid and luxurious flying boat, the Merman clan's flying boat was more like a warship, with three stories up and down, the hull was about ten feet wide, covered with colorful talismans, From the mast hung a tattered white flag with intertwined knives and fish tails.

It was originally a boat patrolling the territory of the Merman tribe in the East China Sea, but now it arrived in the desolate desert of the Western Regions, and was forcibly carried into the void by a talisman.

Standing on the deck was a thin young man, stepping on a chair recklessly, holding a binoculars in both hands, looking into the distance.

The robe on his body is gorgeous and elegant, with a white jade belt buckled around his waist, and a golden machete buckled on the side. The gems of various colors on the scabbard are shining brightly.

"Priest, say something, priest!" The bearded man next to him urged.

The priest put down the binoculars in his hand, and said leisurely: "The newly appointed Mozun is really strange. He clearly knows that we are entrenched here, but he only sends one person to deliver rare treasures. Could it be an empty plan?"

The big man shouted: "What is an empty city plan?"

"You don't understand even if you tell me." The priest stroked his chin, thinking seriously whether he should take the risk or not.

The big man raised his hands, and his ten fingers were covered with glittering golden rings, "Look, I was laughed at for being shabby as soon as I went out. Everyone wears Hetian beautiful jade, but I still wear malachite. If you don't grab it With just one vote, I can't hold my head up as a human being!"

The priest gave him a white look, and said with a chuckle, "When have you ever seen the demons transport so many boxes of rare treasures by themselves?"

"No." The big man shook his head in wonder.

The priest asked again: "When have you ever seen a person delivering jewels with low magic power, which is not at the same level as yours?"

The big man was unwilling to stick his neck, "I'm better than him!"

"When did you see that the person who transported the jewelry was not vigilant, and he was still reading comic books on the Feidu Magical Vessel?" the priest asked with a smile.

The big man asked curiously, "What comic books are you reading?"

I was so fascinated by watching, I didn't even notice the flying boat that followed me for half a day, how beautiful is that?

The priest rolled his eyes exaggeratedly, "Why are you in a hurry, take him down later, let's snatch the book back and read it slowly."

The big man picked up the trident in his hand and waved it excitedly, the fish tail bounced a few times on the deck, then suddenly stopped, "Why don't you hesitate?"

The priest smiled confidently, "What's so scary? Can the demons be more terrifying than the people of the East China Sea?"

"It's true." The big man agreed very much.

Talking about the long-lost homeland, the priest's face was stained with melancholy. He looked towards the far east and murmured, "I wonder if the water in the East China Sea is still as blue as the sky? Is she... okay?"

"I wonder if the seventh princess is still as beautiful as a flower?" The big man followed his example and said sadly.

The priest patted him on the shoulder lightly, "Don't think about Seventh Princess, we will never go back to the East China Sea, the water in Yuehua Lake is clear and clean, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Can a pool of water in the desert compare with our vast East China Sea?" the big man muttered dissatisfied.

The priest hesitated to speak, and let out a long sigh.

There is still some distance from the Buddha Pagoda. Feng Ao sat cross-legged on the Feidu Magical Artifact, holding a comic book with both hands. Zhenjun Ziyi's collection of books is really not simple. Attracted by the beautiful beauty in the painting.

The flying boat was close at hand, and the priest gave the big man a wink, "You go first this time, don't insult the reputation of our mermaid race, you'll scare the shit out of him, understand?"

The big man looked eagerly at the comic book in Feng Ao's hand, nodded and said, "No problem, no problem."

While talking, the strong fish tail flicked on the ground, and its huge body jumped into the air. With a loud "bang", it roared loudly: "Hand over your little book!"

Feng Ao was stunned, looking at the half-man, half-fish man in front of him in amazement, grab... what?

The priest flew out, dressed in white clothes like a butterfly wearing flowers, smiling, and said unhurriedly: "Leave the box and get out, or leave me alone!"

Feng Ao was stunned for a longer time this time, staring blankly at the priest, pointing at him with a finger in disbelief, "Brother-in-law?"

"Young Master?" The priest pressed the machete's hand on his waist, and looked at Feng Ao in astonishment, "Where's your sister?"

The so-called meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land is exactly like this.

Before turning into bandits, the priests and his party were decent people, happy and happy in the East China Sea, and did not interfere with the human race in the East China Sea. Occasionally, there would be sharks who could transform into humans into the East China Sea Kingdom, and the priests were one of them.

Speaking of which, he can be regarded as Feng Ao's husband, teaching Feng Ao's characters of the demon clan. The two are similar in age and have similar personalities. They are not called masters and apprentices, but brothers. The disintegration caused the priests and his party to be intolerable by the East China Sea, and they had to cross mountains and ridges to live in the deserts of the remote Western Regions.

The mermaids always liked shiny things, so when they had nothing to do, they became road robbers, snatching some rare treasures from the demons, and hanging them on their bodies as jewelry.

The main hall of the magic palace is solemn and solemn.

Hearing what Feng Ao said, Wen Gu put his chin on his hands, tilted his head and asked curiously, "What enmity do you have?"

Feng Ao sat on the futon and said dejectedly, "If you talk about it... I'll have to call my brother-in-law from the priest."

"Is the priest your brother-in-law?" At this time Wen Gu hadn't realized the problem yet.

Feng Ao raised his head and said with a bitter smile: "Almost, my sister and he fell in love with each other, and eloped to the East China Sea behind the back of the Hou's house. On the wedding night, I found out that although he was in human form, he didn't transform into that thing. It doesn't matter that my sister is willing to be with him forever, but my father is not, coaxing the king's army to overwhelm the border, and snatching my sister back from the boat."

"From then on, the priest and his party are not allowed to step into the East China Sea."

Wen Gu was greatly shocked, and asked in a pragmatic spirit: "Is there really no one?"

Feng Ao nodded slightly, "If there is a hard line in the abdomen, it is not the same as that of the human race."

"...Have you ever touched it?" Wen Gu stared at his dark eyes.

Feng Ao's expression froze, and he didn't answer this question, "Your scorching heat in the Western Regions, the mermaids don't like it at all. If they had nowhere to go, they wouldn't stay in this desert."

After a pause, Feng Ao sighed heavily: "I heard that my sister has been waiting for him on the boat in the East China Sea. My father was forced to agree to this marriage. The priest was so happy that he wanted to take a group of people back to the East China Sea."

Speaking of the important point, Wen Gu sat up straight, and went back as soon as he went back. Why did he send back the rare treasures he robbed?

Do you understand what it means to be a thief?

The things you steal into your pockets are yours, so what does it look like when you return them?No bandit work ethic at all!

Feng Ao looked at Wen Gu embarrassedly, scratched his hair, and said embarrassingly: "I just understand what you mean, Mozun, I'm really sorry, my brother-in-law has caused so much trouble for you Mozu."

Wen Gu was puzzled, "What do I mean?"

"Yeah, you said you've made arrangements."

Feng Ao couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and sighed: "You already knew that the mermaid clan has a deep relationship with me, right? That's why you sent me to untie the priest's knot. He was anxious to go back to the East China Sea to meet my sister and grab... ...I couldn't take the things you borrowed from you, so I handed them over to Mozun, and I didn't expect the people in the nineteenth city to be overjoyed..."

"Is this step also in your calculation?"

Feng Ao paid homage to his wisdom, and from then on Wen Gu was his idol second only to Ziyi Zhenjun.

Wen Gu patted his numb cheeks lightly, his eyes fixed on the sky outside the hall, bright tears glistened in his eyes, and his heart was overwhelmed with sadness.

What I thought was a Maxima turned out to be a white-eyed wolf.

Feng Ao, Feng Ao, you are obviously a person of extraordinary wisdom, why do you want to learn from the high priest and make your own decisions?

This is a big mess, the Demon Lord only used one person, he solved the major problem of the Demon Race without bloodshed, and let the Merman Clan return all the treasures they ate. For a while, the streets and alleys were full of legend The legendary story of Zun.

Some say that the Demon Lord employs people like gods, and some say that he has great supernatural powers and his teachings are amazing. Now the Demon Lord is sacred and inviolable in the hearts of everyone. Except for the Demon Lord, the common people do not recognize anyone.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Feng Ao asked for no reason: "Mozun, why are you unhappy?"

"Happy, very happy."

Wen Gu sniffled and said in a low voice, wanting to hug the aggrieved self very much.

This is crying with joy!

Feng Ao gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, as long as Mo Zun used other people, his underwear would be stripped by the priest, but it was precisely because he used himself that everything was solved easily.

Mozun, it is indeed you.

Wen Gu lost all strength to struggle, and lay reclining on the throne without any image, staring at the dome with dull eyes, like a salted fish that has lost its dream.

There are still two and a half months before the time agreed with the high priest, he decided to do nothing, and leave this mess to Yuan Jiuyuan to solve by himself!

It's not that Wen Gu doesn't want to solve it, he just doesn't dare, if he "does bad things with good intentions" again, he may never be able to step out of the nineteenth city.

Yuan Jiuyuan, this burden is in your hands.

……

Yuning City.

The filming time passed quickly. After Yuan Jiuyuan stayed in modern times for three months, he finished Feng Xiulie's last scene. The crew held a splendid wrap-up banquet for him.

After many days, Yuan Jiuyuan returned to his home in the urban area again.

The broken lock was still not repaired, and the housekeeper came to clean the house once a week. The layout of the house was exactly the same as when Wen Gu left.

Yuan Jiuyuan took down half a bottle of red wine from the wine rack. In the world of comprehension, the fairy wine that monks often drink is mixed with spiritual medicine.

He has never drunk alcohol, and a clear mind is more important to him than a moment of relief.

But these days, Yuan Jiuyuan has a habit of drinking a glass, Wen Gu's body is already in the foundation building state, red wine can't get drunk at all, it tastes the same as white water, and it can't let him escape from reality for a moment.

The night was getting darker, the city lights were brightly lit, and the evening wind of fireworks was blowing in along the window. Yuan Jiuyuan leaned against the window, looking at the familiar night scene of Yuning City with disinterest.

The glass window vaguely reflected his side face, the contours of his cheeks were beautiful, like a perfect work of art, only a pair of gloomy eyes spoiled the scenery.

If it were really Wen Gu's eyes, what would they look like?

Those clear and quiet eyes, when he smiled, the tip of the eyes curved, making the eyes more round and bright, but when he looked carefully, there was a kind of god-like pious brilliance.

A thin piece of glass seems to separate the two worlds. He is a born villain, with morality, compassion, and conscience. He was born without such burdensome things. Even when he was the young master of the Yuan family, he was just Presents a perfect image under the complicated dogma.

In that weird dream, he slaughtered members of the Yuan family just to refine "Acacia", but this is something he can do, it's just killing people, what difference does it make?

His world was originally dark and dull, and he was a devil who despised all rules, stepped on the skeletons of thousands of people, and stepped onto the blood-forged throne step by step, but the way of heaven let him see Wen Gu.

Wen Gu is his opposite, his sincerity and gentleness, his innocence and straightforwardness, his cleanliness and spotlessness, Yuan Jiuyuan is deeply attracted to him, and he knows that he enjoys Wen Gu's ambiguous love.

There was a sneer on Yuan Jiuyuan's lips, and he stared coldly at the face in the reflection. In three months, the relationship between Wen Gu and Xu Fu was enough to heat up. At that time, he would no longer stare at you with focused and pious eyes, but stared at you. With my dearest and most beloved Senior Brother Xu Fu.

The hot flame burned in his chest, and he felt a sense of oppression that he couldn't breathe. With the crisp sound of "pop", the glass in his hand shattered into glass fragments, and the dark red wine dripped all over his palm.

Yuan Jiuyuan glanced down, twisted the shards of glass with his fingertips, and crushed them into a fine powder. The snow-white glass powder fell on the floor from between his fingers.

He didn't even look at it, walked into the bathroom over the glass residue, washed his fingers carefully, and looked carefully under the light to confirm that there were no scars left on his hands.

Then, he unbuttoned the obstructing button, revealing his gleaming white skin, staring at the clear and bright mirror, without any emotional expression on his face, but his hands moved wildly, exploring once again in a familiar way.

Only the short-term pleasure in the body can make him relax for a moment, and make him feel that Wen Gu has not disconnected from him.

Yuan Jiuyuan closed his eyes deeply, raised his slender neck, his Adam's apple rolled violently under the thin skin, and sweat slid down his forehead drop by drop.

Suddenly, the sound of traffic in the city outside the window disappeared, and the quiet flower fragrance in the bathroom was withdrawn from the nose at the same time, turning into a thick agarwood.

Tick-tock-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tock rhythm.

The faint yellow candlelight danced on his eyelids, he opened his eyes from the moment of deep love, and bumped into the beaming face of the high priest unexpectedly, the feeling of readying to go suddenly disappeared, as if a bullet exploded in the chamber of a gun.

Now there is only one feeling, aggrieved and uncomfortable.

The high priest held a tray in his hand. The black dress on the plate was beautifully stitched and embellished with brilliant jade. "Mozun, tomorrow is your enthronement ceremony. This is your dress. Do you want to try it first?"

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his head, took a deep breath, and uttered two cold words: "Go out."