Stands are dead for 1000 years

Hearing about Ziyu Shenjun, Meng Que dismissed Xiaohe with a smile, and waited for Huayang Xianjun to come back in the shrine as usual.It was as if he hadn't discovered anything.

Xiaohe was a little nervous, he asked Meng Que if he was confused.

After all, who would really be happy to see themselves as a substitute for another person for the one they love?If it wasn't that Meng Que didn't really love Xianjun, then Meng Que might have been thinking about how to kill her husband.

There is no precedent in the fairy world. After the relationship between Taoist couples breaks up, they are always immortal.

Xiaohe took the lead in rejecting the setting that Meng Que did not love Xianjun.In his heart, Immortal Huayang is naturally good everywhere, and there is no one who does not love.Especially for a little demon from the lower realm like Meng Que, if he can get the fairy lord to hang down the curtain, then he should not be grateful immediately, and love the celestial lord wholeheartedly...

So it is impossible for Meng Que not to love Xianjun!

Then the option of killing the husband is left...

Xiaohe looked at Meng Que's cultivation, and then thought about Huayang Immortal Monarch's cultivation. The gap between the two men's cultivation bases, even if the Immortal Lord gave Meng Que a magic weapon, standing still and letting Meng Que If you really cut it, I'm afraid it may not be able to break the skin.

Thinking of this, Xiaohe couldn't help but get tangled up.

He swept it randomly twice, and there was no dust on the ground at all, and then looked at Meng Que who was practicing calligraphy in the room.

What if Xianjun and Meng Que fight?Should I help Meng Que?The matter is indeed that Xianjun did something wrong, and it is understandable for Meng Que to want to teach Xianjun a lesson.But if Meng Que is paranoid and wants to kill her husband, he has to stop him.

The main reason is that if he didn't stop him and turned around and angered Xianjun, he wouldn't know how to save Meng Que.

Do you want to talk to Xianjun first?In this matter, Meng Que is quite innocent.

It's a transformed green bamboo that grows in the mountains.If he hadn't met Immortal Huayang, who had practiced for 8000 years, he would have ascended sooner or later.The future is so good, it's too unfair to suddenly fall into this kind of powerful love.

But tell Xianjun first, if Meng Que finds out and betrays his master, how can he hang around in the shrine.

Xiaohe sighed softly, always feeling that he, a Taoist boy, had endured too much!

Meng Que was indeed not too angry, let alone to the point where Xiaohe imagined that he was directly confused.After he said "honour", he realized that Xiaohe seemed to have misunderstood something, and he didn't know how to explain it.

The more seriously he said: "I'm not angry."

Xiaohe's expression became more and more weird, so that Meng Que didn't know what to do, so he had to send him out silently, pretending that this incident never happened.

In fact, on the one hand, he felt that he shouldn't go to doubt his Taoist companion for the sake of chasing rumors.On the other hand, he really thinks it's amazing that he, a fairy from the lower realm, can look similar to a great master from the upper realm, so maybe there is some kind of reincarnation love or marriage in the previous life.

Meng Que doesn't understand love, and he doesn't know how to be nice to a person, but he has read a lot of story books, and in those books, he likes to make it up like this - two people who love each other, after going through various hurts and misunderstandings, finally reveal the mystery, The little stand-in is actually the master.

The grievances and tribulations I suffered before can be slapped in the face and find a place in the end, and I can pay back whatever I want!As a storybook, it's very cool!

If I was Zi Yushenjun in my previous life, I might have experienced some catastrophe, the way of heaven will test myself, and I can return to my godhead when I turn around, and transform into a face-slapping fairyland!

Meng Que used to like to watch this kind of plot the most, and felt that it was so refreshing when it was turned over, and he especially liked to share it with Sheng Huaijing.

At that time, he was a demon and Sheng Huaijing was a human.

Meng Que likes to fantasize that he can become a real person one day, so that he won't be afraid of being discovered by Sheng Huaijing, who is actually a demon.You don't have to be afraid of meeting those stubborn monks who want to separate people from demons, and you don't have to be afraid of scaring Sheng Huaijing away, or seeing him look at you with fear...

Maybe the process is just like those snake demons who have practiced for thousands of years to repay their kindness.

But Sheng Huaijing is rather stupid, he doesn't think there is a past life, he firmly believes: "Since we met in this life, we should stay together in this life, regardless of the next life."

At that time, Meng Que felt that Sheng Huaijing was puzzled, but thinking about it now, Meng Que felt quite happy, and even wanted to laugh at Sheng Huaijing.

You see, the person who least believes in past and present lives is actually a fairy who has gone down to earth for many calamities.

After thinking about it like this, Meng Que stared at the characters in his pen, and felt bored again—Sheng Huaijing, who became Yuanfeng, would not come back to check the characters he practiced, so what else did he practice for?

Meng Que dropped the brush casually, and ran to look through his bookshelf, trying to find the book that he and Sheng Huaijing read together at that time.

……

Meng Que was in the shrine, waiting for the fairy who would come back not only when, but was bored flipping through the storybook when he suddenly received a summons.Meng Que, who hardly used the communication talisman, picked it up frantically, and only then heard Song Chenghao's voice on the other end.

The guy sounded very happy, and he said: "Meng Xiaoyou, do you have some free time recently, there is a ceremony in Daxu Mountain today, it is said that there is an auction of the magic weapon left by the legendary Da Neng, do you want to come and see the excitement."

Daxu Mountain?

Meng really didn't know the place, so he was a little at a loss.

And the auction of Da Neng's magic weapon, if you think about it, it's not something a mountain monster like him can participate in.

Meng Que was about to refuse, but Song Chenghao on the other end lowered his tone and said in a low voice, "It is said that the great power is Ziyu Shenjun."

This time it was a real whisper, which aroused Meng Que's interest.He was really curious, if he was really the reincarnation of Ziyu Shenjun, wouldn't the magic weapon left by the Shenjun belong to him?

If he can recognize the magic weapon later, he will come back for nothing.

Thinking of the plots of those classic stories, Meng Que readily agreed, saying that he would definitely go.

Meng Que readily agreed, and made an appointment with Song Chenghao to meet him. He was about to pack up his things and go out when he ran into Xiaohe who came back in a hurry.Just as he was about to ask Xiaohe if he could take him to Daxu Mountain, Xiaohe said happily: "The Immortal Lord is back!"

Meng Que just stopped when he was about to step out of the hall, and looked at the joyous little crane.

"My lord, Xianjun asked me to tell you that he still has some business to attend to, and he will come to see you later." Xiaohe couldn't hide the smile on his face.

It's fun to go out and play with new friends, but it's not as fun as being with Huayang Xianjun.

There are still a few hours before the auction of the magic weapon that Song Chenghao said.He originally wanted to go to the Fa conference in advance, but now he suddenly didn't want to go.He quickly sent a message to Song Chenghao, saying that he might go again later.After sending out, without waiting for Song Chenghao's reply, he ran directly to the peach tree, counted the stumps, and dug up the peach blossom wine that was buried first.

These days are indeed leisurely. After he buried a can of wine, he thought it was not enough the next day, so he borrowed Xiaohe's magic weapon of collecting flower petals and made a few more cans of peach blossom wine.

Now that the first buried one is barely drinkable, Meng Que wants to share it with Immortal Huayang.

Meng Que prepared wine with great interest, made the newly learned peach blossom cakes, and turned out all the calligraphy he had practiced these days and what he had read before.

Everything was ready, two hours had passed, but Immortal Huayang hadn't come yet.

Meng Que, who was waiting quietly in the main hall, sat a little sleepy. He was afraid that he would fall asleep from boredom, so he had to flip through the scripture book and read the small words on the top.Try to relive the happiness that I saw at that time and wanted to share with Xianjun Huayang.

By the way, I practiced it in my heart, so that after meeting Xianjun, I could speak it fluently and clearly, and amused Xianjun.

However, until Meng Que heard the bell on the horse of the Immortal Pleiades, he did not see the Immortal.

"Lingling, ringing, ringing..." The crisp bell rang through the sky, and Meng Que's gaze shifted from the script to Xiaohe.

Xiaohe wiped the inexplicable sweat from his forehead, looked at Meng Que, and explained in a low voice: "I met Xianjun and Lutong at the door, and Xianjun did say that he was coming. Otherwise, I will ask Lutong. "

"It's okay, if you don't come, don't come, I will eat by myself."

Meng Que poured some peach blossom wine from the small jug into a cup, picked up a peach blossom cake, and put it in his mouth.The crispy taste is very comfortable, and Meng Que praised Xiaohe again, the craftsmanship is really good.

"If you go to the mortal world to open a restaurant, I will definitely support your business." Meng Que ate, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

If it is Shenghuaijing...

He will feed it to himself, as long as he cares whether it tastes good or not, he doesn't care what kind of food he eats, it doesn't bother him to eat.

Xiaohe laughed dryly at the side: "My lord is joking, how can I open a shop with my skills?"

Meng Que shook his head and said, "Actually, the dim sum I ate in the mortal world is all average, but because he buys it, it tastes extra delicious." Sheng Huaijing is very good at coaxing people. Xu Guan had to walk up the mountain road for a couple of hours, but he was not afraid of trouble, and he would not mess up the snacks given to Meng Que.

Meng Que poured out some wine, and smelling the aura in it, he took a sip, it was sweet.

He said in surprise, "It turned out to be sweet."

"Spiritual wine can sense the mood of the maker, and it's sweet when adults are happy when it's buried." Xiaohe explained.

Meng Que said with emotion: "It's great to be a fairy."

Xiaohe wanted to persuade Meng Que to drink less, but Meng Que didn't seem to hear it. After eating the peach blossom cakes, he started drinking.

Meng Que picked up the wine cup, and the fragrance of peach blossoms wafted to the ground. As the alcohol evaporated and diffused, Meng Que felt that he was a little drunk after drinking two glasses.

In fact, Meng Que's alcohol capacity is very poor, and he can pour down after two or three drinks.But today's peach blossom wine is not like wine, but like sweet water, very delicious.Before he fell down, he felt in a trance that he saw Sheng Huaijing again.

The last time Meng Que saw Sheng Huaijing was when he was drunk, sticking to Sheng Huaijing.Time and space intertwined, and memory was confused. Meng Que stared at the identical face, narrowed his eyes slightly, tried to identify it, and leaned towards Sheng Huaijing.

He stretched out his hand and muttered, "Huaijing, hug me..."

Xiaohe, who was still serving at the side, looked at the normal-looking Xianjun, and suddenly became frightened for a moment for no reason.

Xiaohe stammered and explained for Meng Que: "My lord, he waited for a long time before the celestial lord arrived before he drank all the snacks and wine prepared for you. He is not in a good mood..."

Immortal Huayang still didn't speak, just waved his hand and waved Xiaohe away, he was too lazy to listen to other people's explanation.

When there were only two people left in the room, Immortal Huayang couldn't wait, and responded to the person who tried to post it.Holding the drunk Meng Que firmly in his arms, and after confirming that he could not move, he was slightly relieved.

The palace, which used to be cold and cold, has gradually become more and more things as the owner's living time has lengthened.

There are brocade pillows on the soft bed, which are very suitable for leaning on it to pass the time. The floor is covered with camel hair woven carpet, which is very soft to step on.There is a hollow table on the carpet, and there are a few oranges scattered on it, and a half-turned book.

In such an environment, it is not difficult to imagine how leisurely the owner of the hall is usually.

Therefore, Meng really likes to stay here...

Thinking of this, Immortal Huayang couldn't help but feel happy.The displeasure that had arisen from hearing Meng Que calling other people's names earlier dissipated quickly.In fact, Immortal Huayang never cared about the dead man.

According to Meng Que's intention, the hall is hung with light blue tulle curtains, which sway with the breeze.

After Xiaohe left and closed the door, the faint fragrance of flowers wafting from the incense cage in the corner became more obvious, but Immortal Huayang could only smell the faint smell of fried crisps emanating from Meng Que's body.

He obviously ate a lot, but the person in his arms was still slender, snuggling up to his body like a tangle of flowers, and could barely feel the weight.

I don't know where all the food went.

Meng Que was drunk, his memory was a little confused, his eyes were blurred, looking at the "Sheng Huai Scenery" in front of him, he felt unreal for no reason.

"Huaijing, you promised that I will go to the capital with you, and you will marry me... You agreed to allow me to raise turtles, why have you been delaying... Huaijing, Sheng Huaijing! You said you would resign ..."

In Meng Que's mind, he kept living the things that Sheng Huaijing had promised him, saying them one by one, hoping to be affirmed again, so as to prove the truth of Sheng Huaijing.

"..."

Immortal Huayang listened to the passing of the two. Although he didn't know the details, he could feel that the memory seal he had set was about to move again, especially after hearing Meng Que call out the dead man's name, it was even more intense.Immortal Huayang coaxed me a little, and said in a gentle tone: "Call me Yuanfeng, and you can call me Yuanfeng from now on..."

In this world, there is no prosperity.

"...Yuan, Feng?" Meng Que called out uncertainly.

Immortal Huayang let out a "hmm", then grabbed Meng Que's arms and wrapped them around his neck, feeling the skin touch.

After getting an affirmative answer, Meng Que, whose eyes were blurred, repeated again: "Yuanfeng."

Immortal Huayang still responded, and the two of them asked and answered each other. Before they knew it, Immortal Huayang had already put people on the soft bed...

Meng Que clasped his hands above his head, but he didn't struggle, as if he could do anything to him.

Immortal Huayang's eyes stared at Meng Que with a flushed face. For no reason, Immortal Huayang felt an impulse in his body.

It's not the aura interaction between Taoist companions and practice exercises, but the most common desire that doesn't belong to gods with a pure heart and few desires, but belongs to mortals.There is even mixed in the middle, the emotions that should not appear on immortals, wanting to abuse|abuse, profanity|play with wantonly...

Immortal Huayang realized that this was his trip down to earth, and he was infected with the evil spirit, and he wanted to resist this emotion.He hoped that he could restrain Meng Que's hands back, but his hands seemed to be conscious, and he was unwilling to obey the master's instructions and leave Meng Que.

Meng Que was dizzy, and only felt that there was a huge beast in front of him, as if it could swallow him up in one bite.

But he vaguely remembered that the person in front of him should be Sheng Huaijing, so he still smiled and kissed that "vicious beast".

The chain that trapped the beast, stretched to the limit, was finally torn.

……

The next day, Meng Que sent a message to Song Chenghao, apologizing to him, saying that he missed the agreement with him due to some temporary matters.

Song Chenghao said: "It's nothing, anyway, except for the relic of the Zi Yushenjun, there are no other precious treasures."

Meng Que was a little regretful: "I really haven't seen any treasures. I missed the relic of Ziyu Shenjun this time. I don't know when I can see it next time..."

"You don't know?" Song Chenghao was a little surprised: "The one who bought the relic of Zi Yushenjun yesterday was Xianjun Huayang. You are his Taoist companion, so it shouldn't be difficult to see it...Speaking of it, it is true that Xianjun made a move. How generous..."

Song Chenghao couldn't help but sigh with emotion.