Dragon King relies on green tea

Zisang wrote in heaven and earth, and he searched for the remnant soul of Jian Xu Shenjun one by one. He searched for more than 3000 years.

Back then, Shenjun Jianxu scattered his soul to repair the barrier of the Three Realms, so his remnant soul was inside the barrier of the Three Realms, and if he wanted to pull the remnant soul out, he would have to activate the barrier.

In order to find the remnant soul, he almost offended all the gods, demons, and demons that could be offended.

"Remnant soul, where is it?"

Even though Zi Sang Yanshu was trying his best to control it, his voice still trembled uncontrollably.

How could the ghost king not hear the trembling in Zisangyanshu's voice, and what he was waiting for was the reaction from reading Zisangyanshu, but he just took a sip of Bodhi tea, but the entrance was only sour and bitter. The teacup was put down.

Just by looking at his expression, Zi Sang Yanshu can tell that the ghost king who seems to have a well-thought-out plan is actually not fully sure that he can play a full game of chess.

After waiting for a while, Zisang Yanshu calmed himself down and asked, "What kind of exchange does Ghost Lord want?"

"Smart." Guijun smiled heartily, "I never trade at a loss, let alone the bargaining chip in my hand is the remnant soul of the god. What does the Dragon King think the remnant soul of the god is worth?"

Now Zisang Yanshu only wants to know where Jian Xu's remnant soul is, but he is not in the mood to play riddles with Gui Jun.

The place where his palm was placed on the table began to spread the cold air, shaking the table made of cold jade into cracks like spider webs, showing that he was about to be unable to suppress the anger at this moment.

The more anxious he was, the more unhurried Gui Jun was now. With his head propped on one hand, he stared at Zisang Yanshu's lips, and said with a slight smile, "What's the use of being anxious now, even if the Dragon King Knowing where the remnant soul is, since you are suffering backlash now, to lure out the remnant soul, do you still have a life to come back?"

Zi Sang Yanshu sneered disdainfully: "So the ghost gentleman is worried about me, thinking of me?"

Obviously, Zisang Yanshu didn't feel that this was a feeling that a ghost could have. However, the ghost didn't care about Zisang Yanshu's yin and yang tone at all. Mole, for some reason, smiled lightly: "Obviously, I am very willing to solve problems for the Dragon King."

The cold air was still spreading in the ghost palace, and the ghost looked down at Zisang Yan's white jade-like hands covered with frost, and an expression of unknown meaning flashed across his eyes.

After a while, the Ghost Lord slowly opened his mouth and said: "I have some friendship with the Dragon King. Since I want to give the Dragon King a big gift, I will naturally not embarrass the Dragon King. It's just that my palace is really cold. If the Dragon King If you are willing to spend a month with me, I will tell the Dragon King where the remnant soul is, so the Dragon King will not lose money on this deal, right?"

"Let me accompany you for entertainment?" Zisang Yanshu wondered if he had heard it wrong, so he reconfirmed, "Did you joke? If I stay in the underworld for a month, will your underworld still exist?"

Gui Jun curled his lips and nodded lightly: "Naturally."

"In the world, only the ghost king has the courage to dare to let the king stay for a month. I hope the ghost king will not regret it." Zisang Yanshu stood up quickly, raised the teacup in front of him, and poured a teacup in front of the ghost king. clean.

The tea that was still steaming fell on the cold jade platform, and it condensed into ice in a short while.

After speaking, the Dragon King threw away the teacup, and said coldly: "I still have some chores to do, and I will come back to make an appointment later."

Speaking of Zisang Yanshu, he looked around the ghost hall, and said with a sneer: "These days, the ghost king should repair your main hall firmly, so as not to be smashed."

"Okay." With a smile on the corner of Guijun's mouth, he made a gesture of invitation: "Respectfully send off the Dragon King, and I will wait for the good news."

When Zi Sang Yanshu returned to the human world, he didn't know what time it was in the human world, it was probably very late.

Sang Yan is not familiar with the way in the world, he just looks for the aura he is familiar with.

Along the way, he saw that the lights were turned off from house to house, and it was so quiet that it was already curfew time.

At this time in the world, whether it is Huaizhou or Li, it is the same, it is so quiet that there is no sound.

Many, many days ago, he seemed to have walked through the world at this hour.

The difference is that at that time he was still like a shadow, he could only quietly pay attention to that person.

But now, he has a place to return to, he can come out in an upright manner, and he has a reason to go to that place.

There was not a single lamp along the way, and there was no star or moon in the sky, only a piece of darkness, Zi Sang Yanshu found the original restaurant by looking for the breath.

On the street, only one restaurant was still lit, but there was no sound at all.

Presumably they had drunk enough and made a fuss.

Zi Sang Yanshu walked up to the wing room of the restaurant, only Ye Junche was left inside, Jing Qian, Shishi and others had disappeared.

The whole room was full of alcohol, and they didn't know how much they drank. Ye Junche himself lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep. He was already so drunk that he passed out.

Zi Sang Yanshu walked up to Ye Junche's side, stretched out his hand and pushed him twice, but there was no movement, so he murmured: "This is how drunk you are..."

While talking to himself, he had already started to lift the drunken Ye Junche from the table.

During the movement, the cold hands touched Ye Junche's skin, hiding from instinct, even in the deep sleep, Ye Junche still grabbed those cold hands, held them on his cheeks, and said drunken words : "Yanshu, are you back?"

"En." Zi Sang Yanshu responded, but the movement of his hands did not stop. He pulled out his hand to support the broken Ye Junche out of the restaurant, and brought him back to Ye Xingyue's camp.

After being drunk, she was not a woman and she was honest, she didn't move around, and followed Zisang Yanshu back to the camp honestly.

Even when he was in the Immortal Mansion, Zisang Yanshu hadn't taken care of anyone, but now seeing Ye Junche who was so drunk, he didn't know what to do.

After thinking about it, he still put him on the bed, wiped his face clumsily, took off his shoes and socks, and was still hesitating whether to wait for him to wake up.

In the end, I thought that I would still have a headache after waking up drunk, not to mention Ye Junche's current body, after hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and cut his finger.

But as soon as he made a move, Ye Junche, who was sleeping soundly, firmly grasped his wrist.

Ye Junche opened his eyes. Although his eyes were hazy, they were far less blurred than after being drunk. It could only mean that he was not drunk in the first place.

Zisang Yanshu half-closed his eyes, and said with some dissatisfaction, "You lied to me?"

Ye Junche didn't deny it, he just put the hand in his wrist to his lips, kissed lightly, and then said hoarsely: "You kept me waiting for almost a night, I just pretended to be drunk for a while, it's not too much, But Yan Shu forgot, you promised me not to hurt yourself again."