After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

evening.

The teahouses and restaurants in the Nineteenth City have already hung gauze lanterns, and when the bright yellow twilight shines, the street is full of yellow lamps, like a moon cake core.

The wide and spacious streets were bustling with people, and the music and music coming from the Qinlou Chu Pavilion was as colorful as any town on the mainland of Kyushu.

Ayu put on a white gauze hat, walked through the streets and alleys with Wen Gu, and arrived at Honglian Square in a short while.

At some point in the square, there was a vermilion tower with green tiles, about three or four floors, with high steps covered with thick woven carpets, resplendent and magnificent.

The surrounding area was densely populated, and everyone surrounded the building in groups. A man in a black cloak was maintaining order in the square.

There were heavy curtains hanging on the balcony, and a figure stood dimly under the heavy veil, and everyone seemed to be waiting for his speech.

Wen Gu was trapped in the crowd, and was about to ask the people around him what was going on, when A Yuqing's pleasant voice sounded from behind——

"Wen Shaoxia, can you pick a hairpin for me?"

There are many bustling shops on the edge of Honglian Square, and Ayu stands in front of a jewelry store, waving at Wen Gu with a smile.

Wen Gu walked up to her in a few steps, and rubbed the tip of his nose embarrassedly, "I don't know much about jewelry."

Ayu picked up two hairpins full of flowers and brocades, and handed them to his eyes.

One pear blossom is snow-white and elegant, and the other peach blossom is gorgeous and beautiful.

"The pear blossom one is more suitable for you." Wen Gu chose one based on his intuition.

Ayu gently put down the peach hairpin, and handed the hairpin chosen by Wen Gu to the shopkeeper who was waiting at the side, "Shopkeeper, can you engrave the hairpin?"

The shopkeeper nodded yes.

Ayu raised the brim of his hat and glanced at Wen Gu who was out of the situation, "Please engrave the words 'Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend. The sky is bright and the moon is new, and lovesickness is the most in the morning and evening.'"

The storekeeper took the hairpin and went back to the store to get a knife to engrave.

Since everyone is here, Wen Gu carefully looked at the hairpin flowers on the booth, and wanted to choose a meeting gift for Senior Sister Miaozhen.

Ayu stretched out Bai Shengsheng's hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Have you thought about how you got into the magic palace?"

"Not yet." Wen Gu replied truthfully.

Ayu burst out laughing, "I traveled alone in the famous mountains and rivers, if you give up the idea of ​​entering the magic palace, I don't mind having many companions along the way."

Wen Gu shook his head, and said in a gentle voice, "Be careful when you are out alone, and take everything seriously."

Ayu didn't speak, but looked at him with smiling eyes. At this time, the golden drums were beating in the square, and the human voice was boiling for a moment. The heavy curtain on the high platform was opened, and an old man with red face and white hair stood inside.

It was the High Priest Wen Gu was familiar with.

After seeing each other for three years, the High Priest was full of energy, holding a heavy list in his hand, with an energetic smile on his face, and a penetrating voice, "Good news! Good news! Very good news!"

"After three years of unremitting efforts, we have cultivated a total of 700 people with excellent cultivation qualifications and good moral traditions, and sent [-] alchemist talents to Donghuazhou..."

"It's the annual enrollment day again, and I would like to thank the Demon Lord for his kindness and kindness, which made my family feel proud!"

The people below the stage couldn't wait any longer, and stretched their necks one by one, hoping to attract the high priest's attention.

"When will I recruit students? I've been traveling from Xihai for a year, and I'm just waiting for this opportunity."

"It's really free? You don't get a cent with food and lodging?"

The atmosphere in the square was in full swing. Wen Gu did not expect that the recruiting business that he mentioned casually would be so successful. He met a lot of people who came to do business on the road just now, and he really responded to what he once said, "I have a dream."

Ayu sighed softly: "Although the devil is as cold as ice, he has done good deeds that benefit the country and the people. The people in the city respect him like a god. Even I have heard about his feats in the East China Sea."

"The devil is really powerful." Wen Gu smiled shyly, pursing his lips.

The owner of the jewelry shop carved the poem, Ayu took the hairpin but did not wear it on his head, he stretched out his hand Shi Shiran and handed it to Wen Gu, "Wen Shaoxia, don't know when we will see you again today, I leave this hairpin to you."

Wen Gu took it over, turned it between his fingers, and there was a clang and jingle of gold hairpins colliding, "Why leave it to me?"

Ayu tore off the white gauze on the brim of his hat, covered his face, and said bluntly: "As the saying goes, "Seeing things and thinking about others, if a young hero thinks of me, he will take out his hairpin and look at him; if he can't remember him, he will throw him in the jewelry." In the box, it doesn’t matter whether you give it to someone in the future or lose it, it’s all up to the young hero.”

"Thank you Seventh Princess."

Wen Gu put it in his arms appropriately, and expressed his attitude politely with a distant address.

Ayu laughed crisply and loudly, and walked towards the crowd, "If one day you regret it, you can come to me with a hairpin, and I will never blame you."

The ending with a smile was drowned out by the loud voices.

Wen Gu raised his eyes, and Ayu's figure quickly disappeared into the vast crowd. He couldn't help smiling, and gently touched the cold hairpin on his chest.

……

The temple is brightly lit.

The golden lacquered pillars are shining brightly, and the dragon pattern depicted on the surface of the lantern casts deep shadows on the pillars.

On the mahogany desk, there are a few radiant magical instruments scattered around, half-rolled and half-shut scrolls, and a plain dark brown gourd in the center, a pair of thin and straight hands are slowly tying the red gourd on the gourd. rope.

"Yuan Jiuyuan, you are really crazy, you dare to snatch the magic weapon of the Sea God."

The person who spoke was Jing Feiming. He came to the Nineteenth City for the fourth time in three years. He was not a meddlesome person. If Yuan Jiuyuan hadn't caused the world to collapse, the patron saint on the mainland of Kyushu would have been miserable. They all came to him complaining, and he was so annoyed that he had to come forward to solve it.

Yuan Jiuyuan lowered his eyes, stared at the gourd with all his attention, and gently adjusted the red string on the gourd, as gentle as thrushing his lover's eyebrows.

Jing Feiming has long been used to his unscrupulous appearance, drinking from a wine cup to suppress the anger in his chest, if Yuan Jiuyuan's cultivation base has not improved by leaps and bounds in the past three years, as he said "Nirvana body", In the state of fellow immortals and demons, they are actually one step away from the fairy gate.

It is precisely because of this that Jing Feiming reasoned with him instead of directly grabbing it back, "I know you will do anything to warm up your past, but you are a disciple of Xuanyuezong and Yidao after all. Worried about you, I tried to come and see you again and again, but I stopped you."

"Miaozhen and Xu Fu don't think about tea or food for you. Even Feng Ao is worried about your safety. If you still have the heart, cheer up and go back to the sect. Don't stay in the nineteenth city to be yours. Demon Lord."

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his eyes, and laughed mockingly, "I'm a crooked man, have you insulted your decent face?"

Jing Feiming stared at him firmly, and said coldly: "You also know that you are crooked. If you practice such open and honest swordsmanship as the Sword of the Gods, I admire your ingenuity, but you don't even have the power of the spirit swirl and evil light. The insidious kung fu has been used, I really regret letting you practice fairy and demon fellow practitioners that day."

Yuan Jiuyuan stroked the smooth skin of the gourd with his fingertips, "You think too highly of yourself, whether you allow it or not, I will do so."

"You are too similar to Xin Wujian."

After Jing Feiming finished speaking, he thought in his heart that it was not like Xin Wuxian, but more ruthless than Xin Wuxian.

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Why should the real king be hypocritical? Your Xuanyue sect claims to be famous and upright, but Xue Zhenren from Tiandao Peak tried to kill me with Jiugong bloodworms. The real king didn't care about it. Now I just kill you!" If you want to kill the person who deserves to be killed, you have no choice but to seize the treasure, why bother meddling in my business?"

Jing Feiming closed his eyes deeply, "I don't care about the affairs of the sect. If I know about it, I will definitely take care of it."

"If you know that I have today, you should thank your eldest disciple for eliminating harm for the sect."

Yuan Jiuyuan picked up the radiant jade ruler instrument on the table, twisted it lightly in his hand, and it turned into fluorescent powder, and stuffed it into the gourd casually.

Jing Feiming opened his eyes, took a sip of the fine wine in his glass, and said helplessly, "It seems that only Wen Gu can control you in this world."

"I really hope he takes care of me."

Yuan Jiuyuan looked at the silver light spot shining in his palm, and his voice suddenly softened.

At this moment when the night was dark, the high priest came up to the hall with a Zen stick in his hand, and bowed solemnly and reverently, "Mozun, everything about today's enrollment has gone smoothly."

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his head and stared at him indifferently.

There is no need to report the trivial matters in daily life to the Demon Venerable, unless something serious happened, the Demon Venerable seldom intervened in the affairs of the Nineteenth Layer City. The High Priest felt chills on the back of his neck from his sight, and stood up leaning on his Zen staff, " There is one more thing."

Without daring to wait for Yuan Jiuyuan to respond, the high priest immediately said: "Today I met a young and beautiful young hero in Honglian Square. He wants to go to the palace to meet the Demon Lord."

"How can I agree to this? The Demon Lord is the Lord of Ten Thousand Vehicles, how can a monk of the human race see it?"

The high priest spoke uprightly, and seeing Yuan Jiuyuan's expression was calm, he coughed dryly and said, "Besides, Mozun is not good at men and women, so I rejected him."

Yuan Jiuyuan had no interest in listening to boring trifles, so he picked up another magic weapon borrowed from the Sea God's Palace, kneaded it into silvery shimmering powder, and poured it into the gourd.

The high priest saw that he was impatient, so he sped up his speech and said: "But he is so good-looking, it would be a pity not to be a Ming concubine. If the Demon Lord is interested, it is better to go and meet him."

Jing Feiming, who was watching, clapped his hands and asked with a smile, "How pretty is it?"

"I didn't want to bother the Demon Venerable because of this, but the people under my command couldn't move when they saw him, and repeatedly suggested that I dedicate him to the Demon Venerable. If he can become a Ming concubine, they will also be able to attend the initiation ceremony in the future." Zhan Fangyan." The high priest said with a smile.

Jing Feiming hissed, with a disgusted look on his face, "You demons are really promiscuous, I don't know which unlucky guy made you fall in love with?"

Yuan Jiuyuan's face was expressionless, and his voice was also emotionless, "Tell your subordinates that sex is a sword that hurts the body, and greed will surely suffer."

The high priest was terrified, bowed and said hastily: "Your subordinates will follow the instructions."

After saying that, he stood up straight and said tremblingly: "That unlucky guy seems to say that his name is...Wen Gu, and he also lied to me that if he gave his name, the Demon Lord would definitely agree to see him."

The simple two words, like a river flooding with water, exploded in Yuan Jiuyuan's mind, and subconsciously clenched his fingers on the gourd, still staring at the gourd.

After about a few seconds, he raised his dark red eyes, moved his thin lips, and then slowly uttered two words: "Wen Gu?"

"Really Wen Gu?"

Jing Feiming stood up abruptly, and said overjoyed.

"...Yes, Wen Gu." The high priest realized that he seemed to have caused a catastrophe, so he didn't dare to look up.

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his arms, pressed his palms against the fiercely rolling eyelids, his heart was occupied by a hot feeling, and his tense voice became hoarse: "Where is he?"

The high priest wiped the cold sweat off his head with his sleeve, "He's in Honglian Square at this time, shall I bring him into the palace?"

The veins behind Yuan Jiuyuan's ears were beating vigorously, as fast as his heartbeat. He almost couldn't bear the urge to get up and fly out of the magic palace to meet Wen Gu, but he was very worried that this was Huang Liang's dream, "he Came alone?"

Since he wanted to bring Wen Gu into the Demon Palace to meet the Demon Lord, the high priest had already inquired about Wen Gu's identity, "Wen Gu went to the city with the Seventh Princess of Donghai Kingdom, and I heard that he is the Seventh Princess' lover."

The main hall was quiet for a moment, and the candles crackled.

Yuan Jiuyuan moved his palm away, showing a terrifying expression, and a light smile overflowed from his throat, "That's great."