Dragon King relies on green tea

"Jing Qian, do you still want to see your father again?"

Jing Qian stood up abruptly with the light words, and looked at Zisang Yanshu very excitedly.

Zisang Yanshu's expression was very serious, he was not teasing him, nor did he tell him that out of comfort.

Immediately, Jing Qian suddenly realized, and said excitedly: "By the way, you are the Dragon King, you are a fairy, my father also said that if he and you crossed the hell, you can go to the hell, you have a way to let me see him again, right?"

"Yes." Zisang Yanshu replied in a deep voice.

With so many grievances, he couldn't make a wish one by one, and he never thought about getting rid of those grievances.

But what Jing Lian said, he was also his old acquaintance, and Jing Qian was Ye Junche's best friend, so he couldn't stand by and watch Jing Lian's affairs.

As soon as the words were finished, Zi Sangyan waved his hand, and a burst of energy immediately rolled Miao Miao over, turning into a little rabbit and lying on his shoulder.

Then he held Jing Qian with a rope, and then pulled Ye Junche to walk on a dark road.

That road is full of safflower, it is the other shore flower on the Huangquan Road, beside the Santu River.

Walking on the road to Huangquan, Zisang Yanshu reminded: "No matter what you see, treat it as if you didn't see it. It's all an illusion. If you lose your mind, your soul will stay in the underworld."

The hell three-headed dog guarding the underworld had fierce eyes, staring viciously at the few people who trespassed in the underworld, its murderous look startled Miao Miao, and its small paws grabbed Zisang Yanshu's clothes.

As early as when Zisang Yanshu was standing behind Jing Qian, Ye Junche quietly dried his wet clothes with spiritual power.

This will vaguely pick up Zisang Yanshu's light shirt, which makes Zisang Yanshu feel particularly awkward.

"There is still yang energy, it is a living person! A living person dares to trespass in the underworld!"

As soon as the three-headed dog stood up, the ghostly fire ignited behind it. The blue flame was cold and strange, and instantly ignited all the fires outside the underworld, surrounding them.

Zisang Yanshu said with a cold smile: "It's such a big battle, will all the ghosts come soon, tsk..."

Familiar dialogues, and familiar battles, how could Zi Sang Yanshu not laugh.

While Zisang Yanshu sneered, a cold blade of ice floated up all over his body in an instant, and rushed towards the three-headed dog. Wherever the blade passed, the ignited ghost fire was also condensed.

When the three-headed dog was cornered by the ice blade, Zisang Yanshu approached the three-headed dog step by step with an ice sword in his hand, and asked gently, "Do you remember now?"

Zisang Yanshu used the appearance when he was in the world, not the original appearance, so the three-headed dog didn't recognize it for a while, but it could recognize those ice blades and the ice sword in Zisang Yanshu's hand at a glance. come out.

"South... Dragon King of the South China Sea!" The three-headed dog had been beaten more than once by Zi Sang Yanshu, so when he recognized Zi Sang Yanshu, his tail retracted unconsciously.

At this time, the gate of the underworld slowly opened, and the judge came out from inside, and politely saluted Zisang: "The Dragon King of the South China Sea is coming to the underworld, and he is far away to welcome you!"

Every time Zi Sang Yanshu came to the underworld, he would force his way directly, and he would never ask the ghost messenger to hand over the post, or let him know in advance.

So the judge greeted him politely on the surface, but he already had a lot of slander in his heart.

When the judge came, Zi Sang Yanshu removed the ice blade and said to the judge, "I am here to find a mortal soul."

The judge hesitated for a while, but didn't make a sound. The Dragon King of the South China Sea in front of him was notoriously unruly, and those who could come to the underworld were undead, undead already dead in the human world.

If he came to find an undead, if he wanted to take it away by force, no one in the underworld would be able to stop him, but they couldn't afford to break the rules of the underworld.

Zi Sang Yanshu knew what the judge was hesitating about, and immediately said: "I will not take away the undead, just to make my little friend regret."

Seeing Zisang Yanshu speak like this for the first time, the judge was stunned for a moment, but still shook his head lightly: "Dragon King, after death, the past is wiped out, the past is the past after all, and the living sees the dead, and the cycle of reincarnation is also messed up. !"

These words, as early as many years ago, when Zi Sang Yanshu brought Jing Lian and Ye Xingyue to the underworld, he heard the judge say it.

Zisang Yanshu said indifferently: "In the time of the world, you also said the same thing in the early twenties. You couldn't stop me back then, and you can't stop me now. Why don't you let me find it and let my little friend meet. Leave immediately to avoid a fight."

The judge sighed helplessly, and said: "Of course the little god knows that he can't stop the Dragon King, but in his position, he has to find a job. If he can't be stopped and just sit on the sidelines, those are two different things."

When he was about to strike again, Zi Sang Yanshu stabbed the judge with the ice sword without hesitation. The judge only used the judge pen to record grievances in the world, but Zi Sang Yanshu knocked him down after two strokes, and the ice sword stood on the judge's neck.

To the judge, Zi Sang Yanshu was still polite and didn't hurt the judge in the slightest, and said to the judge calmly: "Can I take me to find the soul now? The person I'm looking for is Jinghou Jinglian in the world, find him immediately! "

Seeing that the judge didn't move for a while, Zi Sang Yanshu squatted down and picked up the judge's pen and handed it to the judge, and then said: "Before the ghost king is alarmed, it's better for the judge to hurry up, if it's like the previous few times It alarmed the ghost king, I don't know if the underworld can be restored to its current state after more than 20 years."

"I'm thinking, if I go directly to Lord Gui, will he agree to my request?"

Think about when Zi Sang Yanshu forcibly broke into the underworld a few times before, every time he turned the underworld upside down, but the ghost king didn't want to pursue it every time, but he only cleaned up his subordinates every time.

In the end, the judge turned over the book of life and death. While reading, he glanced at Zisang Yanshu from time to time, and Zisang Yanshu immediately reminded: "I advise the judge not to delay waiting for ghosts, or to deceive The soul of this seat has been reincarnated, and is not in the underworld now."

It is said that people will return to the world to see their loved ones after seven days of death, so the saying of the first seven days will be circulated in the world.

It has not been seven days since Jing Lian left, so it is unlikely that he will enter reincarnation directly.

In addition to this excuse, the judge used it to frame Zisang Yanshu more than 20 years ago, so this time Zisang Yanshu was more careful.

The little thought was noticed, and the judge obediently looked for Jing Lian's name in the book of life and death.

After finding it, the judge said: "It's a new soul. There have been many dead souls in the world recently, and many of them have no arrangements now."

"Well, a major event has happened in the world." Zisang Yanshu responded, then glanced at Jing Qian, and said to the judge: "I left a mark on him, and he will not be affected by the dark energy of the underworld for a short time. , his yang energy will not be noticed by the undead, you take him to see Jing Lian."

"Yes!" After being taught a lesson, the judge became more obedient, and immediately called a ghost messenger to guide Jing Qian.

Zi Sang Yanshu put Miao Miao off his shoulders, and ordered: "You also follow, don't let Jing Qian stay in the underworld for too long, living people go to the underworld for too long, and they are easy to be contaminated with yin."

At this time, the judge looked at Ye Junche who was behind Zisang Yanshu. He was also a living person, and the judge became nervous again. Finding one dead soul is already breaking the rules of the underworld. Easy to explain.

And Zisang Yanshu also noticed the judge's gaze, so he immediately stood in front of Ye Junche, and reminded him: "This is a person from this seat, the judge's curiosity must not be too strong."

The judge is a god who knows how to judge the situation. After being reminded by Zi Sang Yanshu, he immediately looked away and stopped glancing at Ye Junche.

However, the judge didn't leave half a step away, he was worried that if Zisang Yanshu got up on a whim and something happened, he wouldn't be able to explain it.

Seeing the reaction of the judge and the three-headed dog, Ye Junche whispered next to Zisang Yanshu's ear: "There was a commotion in the Tianjie Yanshu, how many times did the Underworld Yanshu break into it?"

Zi Sang Yanshu glanced back, and said casually: "I don't remember clearly, I brought your father and Jing Lian once, and now I bring you here again, I don't know if I just broke into the Ghost King's Mansion."

"Break into the Ghost Lord's Mansion?" Ye Junche was taken aback, and immediately became nervous, "Judging from the judge's reaction, he should only know that you broke into the underworld, so you broke into the Ghost Lord's mansion privately, what is your relationship with the Ghost Lord?"

Zi Sang Yanshu glanced at the judge not far away, pulled Ye Junche away, stood by the river of Wangchuan, and whispered: "I have some personal friendship with Gui Jun, but it was typed out. I found it at the time. One of your remnant souls, thinking about souls, the underworld knows best, so they privately captured Ghost Lord and returned."

"Later, you were reincarnated, and I also went to Gui Jun directly, so I have some friendship with Gui Jun, so I just asked him for help."

Seeing Ye Junche's anxious look, Zisang Yanshu immediately teased, "Do you think I have any other friendship with him?"

Ye Junche turned his head to the side and didn't respond, but Zisang Yanshu still sensed his discomfort.

The flowers on the other side of the Santu River are blooming just right, and the manjusawa blooming in the underworld only have petals as beautiful as blood, but they can't smell anything on the Yellow Spring.

But at this time, Zi Sang Yanshu tilted his head and sniffed the surroundings, then leaned closer to Ye Junche, and teased: "I also said, there is only Wangchuan's resentment at the edge of Huangquan, where is the sour smell coming from? It's the vinegar smell from Young Master Ye."

Before Ye Junche could react, Zisang Yanshu put his hands on Ye Junche's shoulders, raised his head and gently touched Ye Junche's lips.

Ye Junche's whole body froze fiercely. He was always the one who took the initiative to make such intimate gestures to Zisang Yanshu. He always thought that the other party didn't respond to his gestures because he was Jian Xu. .

He always thought that it was just his audacity to act recklessly, relying on knowing that no matter what he did, Zi Sang Yanshu would never refuse, so he acted like this.

He never dared to think that Zisang Yanshu would have the same feelings for him and would kiss him proactively.