Seeking Longevity by the River of Forgetfulness

On the second day, Shuiying graciously took the two of them to visit some famous restaurants in Hangzhou. They had five meals a day so long that Long Bieyi couldn't walk, so they finally finished visiting the restaurants according to the records in "Delicacy Records".

Early in the morning of the third day, Jing Zhe took Long Bieyi and hurried north to Jinling City.Long Bieyi wanted to visit Hangzhou for a few days, but it was inconvenient to speak.But walking with Jingzhe, no matter where you are, you will have a sense of stability.

At the entrance of the inn, Shui Ying handed a food box to Long Bie Yi, glanced at Jing Zhe, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that this beauty in sackcloth and filial piety is in a hurry, otherwise I would definitely take Xiao Long Er in Hangzhou Go shopping for two more days."

Long Bieyi took the food box and quickly thanked him.

Mizukage winked her eyes: "I didn't buy it, the beauty sent me to buy it before dawn. I was sleeping soundly, and the coachman knocked on my door, which annoyed me to death."

Long Bieyi looked at Jing Zhe.Jing Zhe acquiesced, stretched out her hand to wrap up the brocade cloak that she bought yesterday for him, and said, "Get in the car and eat."

Mizukage looked at the two and smiled kindly again.

On the carriage, Long Bieyi opened the food box, a sweet smell came over his face, and the dazzling array of pastries made him salivate.He obediently and sensiblely pushed the food box in front of Jing Zhe, and Jing Zhe gently pushed it back with his fingers.Long Bieyi was no longer polite, he picked up a lotus flower cake with a handkerchief and put it in his mouth.

Jing Zhe poured him a cup of tea and said, "This time we will go north to Jinling, then west to Bashu, and finally south to Guangdong and Guangxi. Only before the Ghost Festival can we taste all the delicacies recorded in "Delicacy Records."

Long Bieyi grasped the key point: "Hungry Ghost Festival? Is there anything important for you during the Ghost Festival?"

Jing Zhe looked down at his eyes, and said seriously, "I need you to help me with something."

Long Bieyi's heart moved slightly, and there was a vague expectation: "Just say it, I'll go through fire and water, and I'll do whatever I want." His cheeks were bulging, and his serious expression looked a little funny.

Jing Zhe laughed again, an extremely gentle smile.Between Long Bieyi and him, one can clearly see his slender eyelashes and transparent eyes.He raised his hand and wiped the corner of Long Bie Yi's mouth with a handkerchief, his whole body exuded just the right warmth.

Long Bieyi's ears turned red, and finally she clearly felt her burning heart.

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Long Bieyi was born with an elegant and sweet fragrance, his eyes were as bright as stars, a brown tear mole under his left eye was charming and charming, and the curve of his nose was delicate and soft. All covered in crumbs.

Jing Zhe recalled the conversation with Shui Ying earlier today:

Mizukage: "I remember you used to like to wear red clothes, why have you been dressed in plain all these years?"

Jing Zhe: "I lost my husband 2000 years ago."

Mizukage choked: "Why didn't you just take his soul?"

Jing Zhe: "If he doesn't fulfill his wish, he will be reincarnated with resentment. I don't want him to be wronged."

Mizukage: "After all, you dote on him too much. But speaking of it, you are also afraid that he will start a new life after reincarnation, and never see you again."

Jing Zhe: "He suffered so much because of me, this is a debt I have to pay."

Shui Ying: "Recently, Qiongqi has made a comeback. Before the Ghost Festival, you must collect his soul and let him enter reincarnation, otherwise he will be swallowed by ghosts. I don't need to remind you of this."

Jing Zhe: "I know."

Shui Ying: "I heard that in order to change his fate, you forcibly acted in the book of life and death, and was punished by Emperor Dongyue to kneel for seven days and seven nights. Are you alright?"

Jing Zhe: "It's nothing, it's just that the time to come to the world to look for him was delayed, and he suffered for a few days for nothing."

Shui Ying: "I see you serve him tea and water now, like a servant, what's wrong with him?"

Jing Zhe: "...he suffered too much in his previous life. My heart aches."

Mizukage: "Hey, this kid actually hasn't changed at all. He is very warm on the surface, but in fact, he is only willing to accept you in his heart, and he has a lot of concerns about me."

Jing Zhe: "It's just the art of the emperor."

Shui Ying: "The selfishness in his bones is still so annoying, his words are sharp and rude, and he doesn't think about it."

Jing Zhe: "It's just a nobleman in the sky."

Mizukage: "However, he really trusts and relies on you with all his eyes. Although he has lost his memory, his heart is loyal."

Jing Zhe seemed to be smiling: "After all, it was because of me that he threw away that memory. It was really unexpected that he traveled with me without any grievances. I'm afraid it was thanks to Qianyuan."

Shui Ying: "Hey... this 'death and life are in harmony with each other, and I talked with Zicheng' is not a lie. It can be said that 'the body has no colorful phoenix and two flying wings, but the heart has a clear understanding'."

Jing Zhe: "Drop the book bag."

Shui Ying: "Beauty! You really treat me very meanly! I have been a water god for thousands of years in Hangzhou, a place favored by literati. Naturally, I am full of knowledge and can write poems in seven steps. This literary quality is like hugging A tree is born at the end of a millet; a nine-story platform is born from the pile of soil hahahaha..."

Jing Zhe sighed impatiently.

Shui Ying smiled: "If you come to Sichuan, you must speak well of me in front of Qiu Yun."

Jing Zhe: "Naturally. But there is a condition."

Mizukage: "Please tell me, I went up the mountain of swords and down the pan of oil for the beauty!"

Jing Zhe was serious: "That's not necessary, he doesn't like deep-fried food. You go to the most famous pastry shop to pick some snacks for him, and deliver them to the inn every hour."

Mizukage tried hard to squeeze out a strong and unyielding smile.

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