Stands are dead for 1000 years

Meng Que saw that Sheng Yin didn't look like an ordinary person, but in his mind, it was probably a demon spirit that became a spirit.Because I was taking a nap under the locust tree before, I showed a lot of emotions, and he spied a little memory... It may be that there are always many people here in the Town God's Temple, and the demon spirit has seen many people, so they talk a lot.

Just came to chat for a few words, probably some demon spirits with strong curiosity.

Meng Que felt that this experience was a bit new, and he couldn't help but relax as he watched the demon spirit walk into the hall with three steps and three turns.

At this time, Song Chenghao, who was helping to ask if the memorial tablet could be placed in the Chenghuang Temple, ran over, and he ran towards Meng Que, his face was full of joy: "If you only worship the memorial tablet, it is enough to pay some sesame oil every year. , is an additional price, Miao Zhu asked us if we would like to help us order a tablet shrine, they all have familiar shops, it is very convenient..."

Song Chenghao felt that it was not a problem for Meng Que to carry the urn with him all day long, and it would be nice if he could figure it out and place it in the temple.

"...Then, I will trouble them." Meng Que smiled lightly, he could know what Song Chenghao was thinking, as if to reassure Song Chenghao, Meng Que patted his friend's shoulder and took out a few spirit stones , want to thank him.

Song Chenghao frowned and refused, "We are good friends, and you will see each other when you take out the spirit stone. You really have to pay the bill, first pay me the storage fee for this thing..." After speaking, Song Chenghao took out the spirit stone from his sleeve. With a small abacus, he began to calculate the cost of storing Sheng Huaijing's ashes for thousands of years.

"Let's figure it out thoroughly. Don't be this friend in the future. When the time comes, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road. You go your way, and I'll go mine..."

Song Chenghao's mouth was unforgiving, and he looked like he wanted to draw a clear line with Meng Que. Meng Que knew that he might have misunderstood this matter, so he immediately changed the subject and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "It's my fault, it shouldn't be like this. After all these things are over, I'll treat you to wine later, I buried wine in Xuce Mountain, so many years have passed, I don't know if it's still there..."

Meng Que didn't want to go back to Xuce Mountain before, but this time he placed the tablet of Sheng Huaijing, he dared to go back and have a look.

Seeing that Meng Que began to beg for forgiveness, Song Chenghao put away the abacus in his hand. He sighed softly and explained: "I owed you my life when you saved me from Moxiu. I have always felt guilty for helping you..."

Meng Que snorted softly, glanced at Song Chenghao, and asked him, "Aren't you out of touch?"

Song Chenghao was stunned when he heard the words, the two looked at each other and smiled, neither of them mentioned it again, and instead discussed how to arrange for Sheng Huaijing.

"Although I haven't met Brother Sheng, I think he must be kind in nature... The last burial place, besides his bones, there are other people's, the place where fierce and resentful souls die, doesn't change over time. It can be resolved. Since we want to enshrine the memorial tablet to him, we should probably make it more grand, and help other people die as well..."

Meng Que originally wanted to add an ordinary memorial tablet, so he would remember to come to pay respects occasionally, but Song Chenghao's words also made sense.Meng Que pondered for a while, and finally gave up. He said, "I think Sheng Huaijing definitely doesn't want to be with other people, and he doesn't want me to spend money."

After finishing speaking, Meng Que looked at the old locust tree beside him, and he felt that Sheng Huaijing was actually a very simple person.

He will not shrink back just because he rejects him, nor will he become suspicious because of criticism from others. If Meng Que likes him, it is probably because of Sheng Huaijing's temperament.

Essentially, they are people who like to fight for.

So if you like it, you like it, and if you hate it, you hate it.

If Sheng Huaijing really had a madman before his death, as Song Chenghao speculated, because of the great resentment at the time of death and the possibility of becoming evil, it would not last long.Sheng Huaijing is not a guy who wants to hurt others, Meng Que is sure about it for no reason.

Speaking of it, this is also the biggest difference between Sheng Huaijing and Huayang Xianjun.

Meng really didn't know why the mortals who had gone down to earth were so different from the great masters in the upper realm, but it didn't matter anymore.

Ever since Meng Que vaguely guessed what Immortal Huayang had done thousands of years after his death, he fully realized that Sheng Huai Jing, whom he loved, had really died thousands of years ago, in the hand of a wanderer. inside.

You can no longer continue to deceive yourself and others by regarding Immortal Huayang as the continuation of Sheng Huaijing's life.

After thousands of years, it feels very special to bury Sheng Huaijing with my own hands.

Meng Que picked a sunny and sunny day for Sheng Huaijing, dug a hole in a valley full of small flowers near Sui Town, and buried the small jar in it.

While filling the soil, Meng Que made a promise to Sheng Huaijing: "I will listen to you in the future and will not leave Xuce Mountain casually. But I don't want to bring you back to Xuce Mountain. I am watching you, I will always think about you, and I will be very sad. When you asked Vice General Luo to take me away, you thought the same way. You died so far away from me, so silently, even if you turned into a demon, It won't hurt me..."

"Actually, I've always been curious, did you guess that I'm a demon, so you know I'll be fine, as long as I wake up, I listen to you and run away, and no one has a chance to catch me... Maybe it will disappoint you Yes, my cultivation base is not very high, and I did not listen to your words."

"Now I think, you are right, I shouldn't come back..."

Meng Que put a newly made amulet in it.

If Sheng Huaijing's jade pendant hadn't disappeared, it would probably have to be buried there.

Meng Que thought about it for a while by himself, and after confirming that the burial was complete, Meng Que picked a small light yellow flower from the side and placed it in front of the small pit.

"If there is a chance in the future, I will come to see you..."

"Hope, I came to see you, not—"

The last half of the sentence was drowned in the wind.

When Meng Que came out of the valley, he smiled and said to Song Chenghao: "I don't know any positioning techniques, please help me to do it, I'm afraid I won't be able to find it in the future."

Song Chenghao was skeptical, but he still helped Meng Que. After marking, he said, "If you can't find it later, please contact me."

This time Meng Que smiled very sincerely. He pulled Song Chenghao and said that he would take him to the place where he first transformed, Xuce Mountain.

The old Taoist priest planted green bamboos to help Meng Que regain his soul, but he did not choose Xuce Mountain.

According to Meng Que's understanding of the old Taoist priest, this is probably the "three caves of the cunning rabbit". After all, the old Taoist priest is a person who is easy to owe debts, and it is too easy to find out that there is only one residence.

Later, Meng Que succeeded in taking shape, and for various reasons, he was not very happy to go back to Xuce Mountain. Now he is leading Song Chenghao back, but he is a little apprehensive.

Song Chenghao didn't understand the crux of it, so he followed Meng Que back to the Taoist temple on Xuce Mountain, and entered this house that looked like it would collapse at any moment.The thousand-year-old Taoist temple was originally dilapidated, and Meng Que never came back after the thousand-year-old, and now it still looks like it used to be, instead of just a few ruins, it can be said that it is well preserved.

"Speaking of which, why didn't Immortal Huayang repair it?" After Song Chenghao finished speaking, he felt that he might have said something wrong, but he still wanted to know, so he stared at Meng Que with burning eyes.

After all, it seems that Immortal Huayang has searched all the places he can find, and it makes no sense to let go of the place where he and Meng Que first met and let the Taoist temple be destroyed.

"Xuce Mountain is hard to find. If you're not familiar with it, you'll get lost easily. Maybe you haven't found it..." Meng Que was halfway through talking, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. No matter what, Xuce Mountain is just a personal world. Why can't Immortal Huayang find it?

It is easy to get lost, and it is only relative to mortals in the human world.

Even some demon spirits with cultivation base can hardly get lost in Xuce Mountain.

So why?

Meng Que dug out the sake from the ground in bewilderment, he lifted the mud seal, and the aroma of the wine came out from inside, Song Chenghao stopped entangled with Huayang Xianjun, and instead sighed: "Once you smell it, you know it's been a long time , at least it’s a fragrance that has been released for a hundred years, it’s a good thing that Immortal Huayang didn’t find it.”

"Do you often drink alcohol?" Meng Que asked indefinitely.

Song Chenghao shook his head, he didn't like it, but he still likes good wine, now smelling the smell of old wine, with a smile on his face, with a little impatience, beckoning Meng Que to give him a taste.

However, Meng Que didn't let him get what he wanted. After pouring out a small jug, he put away the wine jug, put the wine jar in the mud pit, and walked towards the outside of Xuce Mountain.

Song Chenghao quickly got up and followed, wondering what's wrong?

Meng Que explained casually: "Just drinking is not enough, let's go to a tavern and ask for some snacks."

"Hey, so particular. I bought stewed peanuts at the foot of the mountain earlier, and I can eat them while peeling them." Song Chenghao held up the steaming paper bag and said for Meng Que's sake.

"It's okay, don't be polite to me." Meng Que pulled Song Chenghao and walked all the way out, but it was just such a way out of the mountain. When Meng Que walked out of the mountain, suddenly there was another person in front of him. To be precise, it was He Tong who stopped him ahead of them.

He Tong was also holding a small flagon in his hand, and when he saw Meng Que coming out, he hurried forward.

"My lord, Xianjun asked me to bring this to you."

Meng Que:?

Seeing that Meng Que didn't want to pick it up, He Tong quickly explained: "Master Xianjun said that this is the sake you brewed when you were in Shengping Palace. You may need it. Let me bring it to you."

Meng Que didn't want to answer at first, but after hearing He Tong's words, he had to hesitate again.

He could think that Immortal Huayang might be watching him anytime and anywhere, but he didn't expect that guy to be so pervasive, but the pot of sake in front of him could indeed help Meng Que to verify something.

"Master Xianjun said that you don't want to see him, and that if you are unhappy, he will restrain himself from looking at Ye Tianjing..." When Hetong relayed these words, it can be said that his mood is quite complicated, and Xianjun Huayang is also at any rate A great power in the fairy world, now he has come to the point where he secretly uses the sky mirror to spy on him and is worried about the other party's dislike.

Knowing vaguely what happened between the two, He Tong sincerely felt that, from a certain point of view, Immortal Huayang probably deserved it.

"Also, about the rumors about you and Lord Xianjun, Lord Xianjun has also prohibited others from discussing, and there will be no people discussing you in the future."

After He Tong finished speaking, he thought that the good-tempered Meng Que would be a little moved, but unexpectedly, Meng Que just gave a "tsk", commenting as if disgusted: "Childish."

Hetong:? ? ?

He Tong looked at Meng Que in a daze, not understanding why he would say that.

Meng Que explained lightly: "Isn't the matter of Ziyu Shenjun not long enough to remember? The more you prohibit discussion, the easier it is to cause discussion. The more you live, the more you go back, Mr. Xianjun."

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Immortal Huayang said that he would not go to see Ye Tianjing, but his body has already run to the human world very honestly.