give me a chance to be a good person

To go to the land of the undead, it is difficult to say that it is easy, but it is not so rash.

In short, if Meng Zhangjun is willing to help, entering the Immortal Land is a piece of cake, but if Meng Zhangjun refuses, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort, and it may not be possible.In addition, Zhan Zhixi's situation is not good, and someone needs to protect him. Meng Zhangjun, who knew Wu Lang, is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Meng Zhangjun didn't come back until dawn, and it was obvious that he didn't catch up with anyone. If someone else was present, he would have complained a lot. It was Wu Lang who bumped into him, and the one who let Zao Mengsheng go was Wu Lang's valued "friend" had no choice but to swallow the bitterness in his stomach, sighed, and couldn't bear the loneliness after holding it in for a while, so he said to Shang Shijing, "What are you doing here, burning it."

The dream-making Yaofang flower sea has been carefully planted for many years. It is usually used to appease Yuze on weekdays. After losing its owner, Yaofang flower will turn this place into a completely psychedelic realm.Meng Zhangjun never made irresponsible remarks on his master's behavior, whether it was good or bad, no matter what kind of pain Yuze suffered, even if he couldn't bear to see it in his eyes, he would never intervene in the slightest.

But for people and things that have nothing to do with the task, Meng Zhangjun will not be too stingy with his kindness.

For example, creating a dream, such as Yaofang Huahai, which may lead to disaster.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to come back this time." Meng Zhangjun stroking his chin, frowning extremely tightly, he sat on the side of the bed and sighed to Wu Lang, and asked, "It would be great if Zhiming was here, he definitely knows How to do it."

Wu Lang asked thoughtfully, "Where are the supervisors and Zhiming now?"

In fact, according to the subtle relationship between Wu Lang and Tianzun, he shouldn't ask, and Meng Zhangjun shouldn't answer, but there are always people who help out many rules, so Meng Zhangjun answered anyway.

"The supervisor is dead." Meng Zhangjun said with a slightly complicated expression, "You also know that the old lunatic has always been so arbitrary, and I don't know why he suddenly lost his temper not long ago. ..." He didn't continue, but untied the wine bag on his waist and took another big gulp, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

The four sages have been together for a long time. Although it can't be said that there is any deep friendship, they can stab each other, but they still have some feelings. The supervisor died because of a trivial matter, and Meng Zhangjun would not resist any decision of his master. But feelings are uncontrollable, and it is inevitable that they will be a little unhappy.

He doesn't drink like Zhang Xiao who naturally loves good wine, so drinking doesn't seem so happy, more, it has the meaning of alleviating sorrow.

Wu Lang asked thoughtfully, "Is it a year ago?"

"How do you know?" Meng Zhangjun wondered, "After you left, you went to learn fortune-telling emotionally? It was the witch who taught you all the skills of your life, right? At that time, the witch was obviously more stubborn, even Zhiming didn’t manage to learn anything, how can you be so lucky?”

Wu Lang said slowly: "Do you know why he lost his temper?"

"why?"

Wu Lang couldn't help but sighed and said, "Do you still remember that I have a third brother?"

"Remember." Meng Zhangjun said inexplicably, "I'm not stupid, and I'm not so confused that I can't remember such things. Didn't your third brother break up with you? Speaking of which, you are really, after leaving Your vision is getting worse and worse, you can call everyone a brother, I know a few others, but your third brother is just a nobody, I really don't know what you think."

Wu Lang smiled slightly, almost with a strange sense of irony: "What if I said that it was such an unknown person who made Tianzun so angry that he was so angry that he accidentally killed the guard?"

Meng Zhangjun believed it without even a moment's hesitation. He was dumbfounded and said, "What kind of monster have you been with all these years?" He changed his words so quickly that Shang Shijing didn't even realize it. He was somewhat suspicious Did Wu Lang believe what Meng Zhangjun said, but after thinking about it for himself, when he thought that Shang Shijing was behind this kind of thing, he immediately believed it.

For the sake of being a fashion mirror, I really don't know whether it is a success or a failure.

"Wait." Meng Zhangjun's vigilance finally came online, he looked at Wu Lang suspiciously, and said thoughtfully, "Every time you are frank, it means that I will be in bad luck. You have to be so straightforward, tell me the truth, is there anything you want to bother me with?"

No matter how many times, Wu Lang couldn't help admiring his old friend's useless intuition and sense of crisis.

So he admitted straightforwardly: "Not bad."

Although somewhat prepared, Meng Zhangjun was still frightened by the brazenness of his former colleague and accomplice. He was silent for a moment, probably because he realized that there were not many troublemakers who could challenge his bottom line. In the end, he just sighed slightly Said: "Let's say it first, I can't talk in Nanman, and then I have to save Mengsheng. If you want to meddle in Nanman's affairs, I can't help it, unless it's not...Damn, you want to go to Yuze !"

Wu Lang smiled slightly and said, "Do you need me to applaud your reasoning?"

"No need." Meng Zhangjun said disgustedly, "I will suspect that my time is coming."

"It's not difficult to see Yuze, he's about to die anyway, but... I heard that a strange boy appeared in the Immortal Land recently, maybe it's a variable, you should be more cautious. That place has been immersed in Yaofang's illusion for too long, Without Zao Mengsheng's guidance, I wouldn't dare to go in. I know that you have always had your own opinions in doing things, so I won't persuade you. I can only say that you should be careful in everything. This lantern is considered a treasure after passing through Zao Mengsheng's hands. If you take it to the Land of the Undead, maybe... it may guide the way for you."

Meng Zhangjun sighed and said, "I guess you, little friend, will naturally be taken care of by me." He pointed to Zhan Zhixi with a slightly regretful expression on his face, "Some people desperately want to survive, while others But I feel that living in this world is a kind of pain. I still remember his appearance when he came here, his heart was like ashes. Think about what's on his mind."

Wu Lang wondered: "I just realized that you are so humane."

Meng Zhangjun said with a smile: "Learn what you learn and sell now. It's all said by a dreamer. I think his speech is very reasonable, so I learned it. As the saying goes, if you don't have some fun yourself, I'm afraid Not to suffocate here."

The two of them are familiar with each other, even if Wu Lang occasionally cares about Shang Shijing in his conversation, it is inevitable that there will be moments of negligence. After all, Shang Shijing knows nothing about the past of the two of them, and this gap does not happen overnight. what can be made up.Since he didn't understand what he heard, he simply stopped listening. Shang Shijing bowed and found an excuse to leave, and went outside to enjoy Yaofang's sea of ​​flowers by himself.

This beautiful scenery will soon be swallowed up by the flames, and one more glance counts as one.

After Shang Shijing left, the playful smile on Meng Zhangjun's face disappeared in an instant. He looked out the door with deep eyes, and suddenly said: "You are still the same as before, you just show it so clearly when you like something. , without even covering it up, what does he think of you?"

"He has declined me twice." Wu Lang smiled wryly, "You don't have to worry, I understand in my heart."

Meng Zhangjun snorted coldly and said, "It would be great if you really understand. Usually when you say you understand, it's usually when you don't understand the least. I think that kid is very ordinary, with a dead face, as if If you live today, you may die tomorrow, you just want to like people, so can’t you like someone who is more festive? For example, the kind that is cheerful and loves to laugh, it makes people happy to look at.”

"It's true that he... has a cold temperament." Wu Lang said thoughtfully, "You don't understand, you don't understand what he means to me."

Taking advantage of Wu Lang not being able to see, Meng Zhangjun couldn't help rolling his eyes again, he touched his neck, and said helplessly: "I don't understand, but you understand, you don't understand better than me, you Don't think I don't know, you are born with a brain that is different from others. When that rabbit died, you were like a different person. If the three of us died together at the hands of others, you probably didn't have that much brain. sad."

Wu Lang smiled, but didn't speak.

Meng Zhangjun sighed somewhat: "You, you are obviously a lunatic, but you are so good-looking. I don't know how many concubines and goddesses you have attracted. I thought what kind of character you would choose, but in the end, you are not as good as you. ...Oh, no, at least he can get your attention, which is special enough."

"Meng Zhang." Wu Lang thought it was weird for the two of them to talk about their relationship, but it's true that there is no one else to talk to. , It's just a pawn in Tianzun's hands, and Tiandao didn't stipulate that two pawns can't discuss matters related to feelings.

"Do you think Mr. Shang agreed to go with me to the Land of Immortality..." Wu Lang hesitated a little, "Does it mean that he might not be so ruthless to me?"

Meng Zhangjun punctured him without hesitation: "You ask this question, in fact, you already have the answer in your heart. If I say yes, you will not believe me; if I say no, you will be angry again. I will eat your temper." After hundreds of years of suffering, you still want to dig a hole to watch me fall, dream about you. Anyway, I don’t know if he likes you or not, but if he knows how crazy you can be, he will love you from the bottom of his heart Lung, I guess [-]% of them will also run away."

"Meng Zhang." Wu Lang sighed quietly, "I'm always curious about how you survived until now."

"Probably because he is a good person." Meng Zhangjun said very sincerely.

In fact, Meng Zhangjun said this sentence sincerely. Although Wu Lang didn't take it seriously, compared to the three sages, the ruthless Zhiming, the rebellious prison guard, and the bloodthirsty and ruthless Lingguang, they would occasionally Meng Zhangjun who does good deeds every day is indeed an exception. It is not unreasonable for him to boast that he is a good person. If there is such a thing as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, Meng Zhangjun will definitely be the last one when the Four Saints are struck by lightning.

It's just that everyone has different ideas about the concept of goodness.

Human beings are complex and contradictory creatures. Shang Shijing somewhat realized that no matter how much he liked Wu Lang, even to the extent that his love brain squeezed his own life and death issues, he still felt that Wu Lang was dangerous, but it happened that he felt that Wu Lang The degree of danger is directly proportional to the degree of happiness brought by this man's staying with him.

Human nature is so interesting, no wonder gambling has endured for a long time, probably because this dangerous and exciting feeling is addictive.

When setting fire to the sea of ​​flowers, Meng Zhangjun sent a letter. He didn't say who he sent it to, only that he was a trustworthy person, and Wu Lang didn't ask. As an irrelevant person, Shang Shijing was curious, but he had no position When I opened my mouth, I had no choice but to bury this curiosity in my heart.

Meng Zhangjun has stayed here for decades at least, so it is not surprising that there are a few trustworthy people, not to mention going to the Immortal Land and taking care of Zhan Zhixi. I'm afraid Meng Zhangjun will be annoyed to death by himself before he speaks.

There are many pharmacopoeias and classics in Zao Mengsheng's residence, as well as some picture scrolls. The content is very strange. It looks like some organs and internal organs, but the whole is not very similar. From the individual to the whole, it is almost impossible to tell whether it is There is no redundant record of any specific things.Shang Shijing only looked at it for a while, and Meng Zhangjun, who was carrying Zhan Zhixi, urged him to come out, so he had no choice but to put down those things, picked up the lantern and walked out.

The flame in the lantern is always bright, and the study room is the easiest place to burn. When Shang Shijing set fire to it, he couldn't help but think about it. He wanted to take away a few classics he hadn't seen before. He still remembered the smoke in the world Those few "quack doctors" who can only learn medical skills to become butchers, just don't ask if they take it for themselves. Still gave up the idea.

People say that there is no separation between medicine and poison, but since you have learned to be a cook from a doctor, it is better not to get involved in other fields. Who knows if Gai Ming will suddenly serve a plate of stewed toad and centipede when he is a guest.

Watching the fire spread, Shang Shijing carried the lantern and walked out without looking back. He remembered that he burned down Shang Shijing's residence in the same way last time, and was in a daze for a while.

When you think about it, that seems like a long time ago.

At that time, the Spring Cloud Liujue had not yet dissipated, but now things are different and people are different.

No matter how Shang Shijing himself weighed the pros and cons, he made this choice after carefully considering each person's weight in secret. For Shang Shijing, he made this kind of decision and left Chunyun Liujue——even so I feel a little sorry for Nan Jixue who was brutally betrayed, but Shang Shijing feels a little lucky from the bottom of her heart.

Shang Shijing is very clear that he is different from a smart person like Shang Shijing, and is an ordinary person who is easily controlled by emotions, so he has no confidence in being able to maintain a friendly relationship with Wu Lang while making enemies with Shang Shijing .Especially if Shang Shijing didn't break away from Chunyun Liujue, it meant that the enemies he and Fat Whale faced were not only Nether Ghost Prison, but also Chunyun Liujue and others...

It's scary to think about.

The fire was so fierce that it was as if the entire sea of ​​Yaofang flowers had been splashed with oil. Shang Shijing felt the heat wave rushing to the back before he had walked far, but he didn't feel the heat. It was probably because they walked far enough that they only felt Feeling warm, he turned his head, and the sky that was about to light up was reddened by the reflection of the fire, as if a large piece of red clouds had arrived at an untimely time.

The life of Zao Mengsheng seemed to be burned in this fire.

Shang Shijing hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Zaomengsheng's trip, will there be no return?"

"If he is lucky enough, he will have time to come back and plant another sea of ​​flowers, but to be honest, he would be better off dead than alive. If it wasn't for the two of us to suppress Yuze together so as not to hurt the innocent, I might personally Send him on the road." Meng Zhangjun sighed deeply, "He has suffered so much in his life, so much that even a sweet dream is enough to wake him up. I promised him to send him on the road after the Yuze incident is over. Thinking that the new king will choose at this time."

Wu Lang originally wanted to laugh at Meng Zhangjun's hypocrisy as he did back then, but remembering that Shang Shijing was by his side, he immediately stood up obediently, acting like a gentle and refined gentleman.

"at this time?"

"Yeah, Yuze's temper has become more and more violent recently, and I don't know what they think." Probably because he finally found someone to express his emotions, Meng Zhangjun couldn't help complaining to Shang Shijing, "Actually, if you make Mengsheng is really dead, I don't have any objections, the big deal is to go on the road earlier and cause me some trouble, I'm afraid it's half dead, life won't let people live happily, and death won't let him die properly."

Shang Shijing raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "The new king of Nanman and Zao Mengsheng have such a deep hatred?"

"...Hey, in the final analysis, it was his own fault, but he cannot be completely blamed for this matter." Meng Zhangjun said vaguely, "In short, what happened back then was very troublesome, and it cannot be explained clearly in a few words. It would be too much to push all the responsibility on Zao Mengsheng, but he really deserves to suffer like this."

Meng Zhangjun subconsciously shrugged his shoulders, making Zhan Zhixi almost fall off. If the other party didn't know nothing at the moment, and according to his method, Zhan Zhixi's stomach might be spit out by him.He was probably hesitating whether to speak out, but in the end Meng Zhangjun just muttered: "He is sorry for everyone, but he is sorry for himself and the new king."

Hearing Meng Zhangjun's words, Shang Shijing probably had some ideas in his heart, and he didn't speak again after that.

Although Shang Shijing felt that Meng Zhangjun trusted him too much and answered his questions, he thought that he had nothing to covet, so he only attributed Meng Zhangjun's complaints to the fact that no one had vented his complaints for too long. He couldn't keep track of the door, or to Meng Zhangjun, this information was insignificant. After all, not everyone was like some people who could figure out hundreds of pieces of information in one sentence.

He didn't think about Wu Lang at all, he didn't know if he avoided it subconsciously, or he really didn't think about it.

Meng Zhangjun has a foothold nearby. The place is not big, but the arrangement is neat and tidy. It is more than enough for four big men. After Zhan Zhixi was settled, the three of them lit a fire in the house. Insidious, miasma is everywhere, very suitable for breeding Gu worms and poisonous beasts, people who are used to the climate of the Central Plains will inevitably have some discomfort Some, but when I followed Meng Zhangjun to the foothold, I felt a little uncomfortable.

At the beginning, no one noticed it. After Wu Lang and Meng Zhangjun went out for important business during the day, Shang Shijing felt flustered and chest tight. He thought it was nothing, but he never thought about taking care of Zhan Zhixi at night, when he suddenly became top-heavy and passed out , just passed out.Zaomeng was born with a withdrawn personality. He lived in a very dangerous place for the sake of peace and quiet. Generally, the southern barbarians would not dare to go deep into it. For convenience, Meng Zhangjun naturally built it in a dangerous area not far away.

As a rookie cultivating immortals, Shang Shijing naturally fell for the trick.

Meng Zhangjun, who came back in fright, thought that an enemy was coming, and his first reaction was to hold Wu Lang down first, lest the other party start killing without any explanation.

The plan to go to the Immortal Land can only be postponed a little later. Shang Shijing's illness is not serious at all. He was depressed for a while. Under such circumstances, even if Shang Shijing insisted that he was fine, Wu Lang would never agree with him putting himself in danger, so it dragged on for several days.

"If you don't want to take care of me, maybe we have reached the land of immortality now."

Shang Shijing's spirit was not in a good mood. He didn't know whether it was because he was too acclimatized, or because his spirit had been too tense since time travelling. He leaned tiredly on the head of the bed, somewhat guilty.Nan Jixue clearly entrusted him to take care of Wu Lang, but in the end it was Wu Lang who took care of him.

"If it wasn't for saving me, sir, he wouldn't have left Yuyun residence."

Wu Lang was arranging Shang Shijing's new clothes, he smiled kindly and replied in a gentle voice.

Shang Shijing couldn't help laughing, it was only then that he remembered that Wu Lang had blamed Buye on his forehead, the truth lingered on his lips for a while, but he couldn't say it in the end.He is not a serious person, but he is seldom happy on weekdays. Wu Lang glanced at him a few times, not knowing where his words made him happy, but he couldn't help being happy when Shang Shi was happy. stand up.

Although the customs and customs of the Southern Barbarians are interesting, the husband is not very suitable for this place.

Wu Lang said thoughtfully.

If they lived in seclusion in the future, Jiangnan might be a good place.

Yuyun residence is indeed quiet, but it lacks popularity, and it is inconvenient to buy household needs on weekdays.