This is what Su Meng has always wondered. Those gods and gods in the book are all born with a memory of something, how can she be a goddess of the Mandate of Heaven for no reason, she has a spell, and the age that the human race has never had.

"That's because of your Peach Blossom Sword. ”

"Peach Blossom Sword?!" Su Meng couldn't help but be surprised.

She pulled her out of her dream, she thought it was the person who talked to her in the dream, she kept it with her, hoping that one day she met that person and could return it to him. Why is it that listening to Master's tone now is not what I think?

"yes. The Peach Blossom Sword has a sword spirit, and it is the sword of the Goddess of Destiny. Back then, after the goddess died together with the Hell Yan Demon Ancestor in order to protect the Nine Princes, her soul has been placed on the Peach Blossom Sword and wandered in the world. Until, I met you. ”

"So, the person I met in my dream is the sword spirit of the Peach Blossom Sword, not the Buddha?"

Su Meng suddenly understood, and couldn't help but slap her on the head. I secretly scolded myself in my heart for treating it as a Buddha and knocked three times

The remaining two people, looking at each other's eyes, were all sweet, clenched hands, like they had finally met a lover in a previous life, for fear that they would run away without paying attention in this life.

"Su is true, this Cuihuan Mountain is so big, don't you plan to let me talk about it and come to live for a while? Huh?"

"Hahaha, Su Mou has this intention. It's just that I didn't expect you to open your mouth in front of Mowgli. ”

"Cut, it's not because he's wooden, I wanted to change the subject. As a result, he ......"

"Hey~ I'll stop talking, I'll let the little ghost and the little fox clean up the room tonight, and you'll move in tomorrow, how about it?"

"Eh, it's true, why bother them to clean it, I think your room is good. ”

As he spoke, Tan Wugu squeezed a glance at him, and the electric Su was really stunned. I nodded and agreed.

The next day, Tan Wugu moved out of the rented house of the Son of Mowgli, and the Mowgli Son of Heaven, who guarded an empty house, secretly rejoiced that he had a quiet place.

The lord of Cuihuan Mountain is really happy with his wife's affairs, and before the sky passes, the whole suffering situation is known to everyone. He couldn't be stable at work, because as soon as he went to school and sat in the office to correct his homework, his colleagues came over to ask him about him and Su Zhen. After a few times, he was depressed and had to resign.

"Eh, what are you worried about, stay in Cuihuan Mountain, I can support you. ”

Tan Wugu was ashamed, and he didn't say anything for a long time, but in fact, in his heart, it was like eating a jar of honey. In the end, I read it right, I like the wrong person.

In the days after the year, Tan Wugu was in Cuihuan Mountain, planting lotus flowers for him, raising lotuses, and watching the little ghost head and the little fox play when he was free. With Su Zhenzhen's company, comfortable days always feel that they pass too quickly.

I really hope that these days will continue like this.

New Year's Day is a small year. Yan Wuxin was preparing to work very early. Talking about the ancient owe is still writing the book that is about to come out, and in his spare time, he also reads the newspaper, or teases the flowers and plants, or goes to the back mountain to walk the birds.

The next day, at the invitation of the extraordinary gentleman, he went to Mingyue and did not return to Shen as a guest.

As soon as they entered the door, Xi Yan'er brought tea and fruit to them, and as soon as they were placed, they saw very Jun holding a gold tassel umbrella and descending

"I'm sorry I'm late and neglected your guests. ”

Tan Wugu got up to show his respect, and when he put away the umbrella and walked to the table, Tan Wugu took out a few books and said at the same time

"The book you made an appointment a few days ago was brought to you. ”

Shiyijun took it, and the three books were slightly flipped through one by one, and they all nodded yes, "It's really worthy of being written by a martial arts master, it's really good." ”

"It's very ridiculous, but it's just that the inspiration in my spare time has been processed. ”

Tan Wugu took a sip of tea, and then got up to say goodbye.

"Why is Mr. Tan in such a hurry, stay and have a few cups of tea?"

"To tell you the truth, today is the twenty-third day of the lunar month, which is the new year in the world, and I promised to eat dumplings with her without any intention. If you have time another day, you will definitely come back to visit. Excuse me, please. ”

"Hey~" Shijun kept him again, and called Xi Yan'er again, "Xi Yan'er, go and take out the stove candy in the back kitchen and let Mr. Tan take it." ”

"Okay, Jue-kun. ”

"Very gentleman, you are also ......"

Before he finished talking about Wugu Yau, he repeatedly signaled him not to push back, so he had to give up.

Xi Yan'er brought two gift boxes of stove candy, and the stove prince on the outer packaging was smiling and happy.

"These two boxes of stove candy are put away, they should all be gifts from Xiao Nian to Mr. and Mrs. ”

"That's so gracious, but it's disrespectful to talk about so-and-so. Farewell, please. ”

When Tan Wugu Yao left Mingyue and did not return, Juejun was still standing on the shore to see each other, beckoning from afar until Tan Wugu was out of sight.

"Juejun, the stove candy is a New Year's gift from Yu Xiaoyao, why did you give it to Mr. Tan again?"

"Ha, Yu Xiaoyao's preference for Xianmen is well known, stove sugar, it must have been given to him by Xuanzun, and he didn't want it when it was over, so he gave it to me. As he went back, he said, "Hmph! ”

No wind, no dust, no ancient owe sky——

Yan Wuxin had already chosen the dishes, mixed the dumpling filling, and she couldn't grasp the strength of the noodles, so she waited for Tan Wugu to come back. No, I just got it done, and I came back without a lot of money.

"There is no ancient debt. You're back. ”

"Well, you're busy, huh?"

"Hmm. I'm just waiting for you to come back and help me meet, eh? What is this? What a lovely God of Wealth. ”

Yan Wuxin put the stove candy on the living room table, didn't know the stove god above, and said that he was the god of wealth. Tan Wugu went to the kitchen to change his apron, and when she heard her say this, he explained it to her

"This is the god of the hearth, not the god of wealth. ”

Then he took the basin that was already filled with flour, and told her the customs and stories of the young year while talking about the noodles, what to eat stove candy, and what stove god went to heaven, all of which I had never heard of before. Listening to Tan Wugu Yao talk about eating stove candy to stick his mouth in the morning, and when he only said good things, he couldn't help but giggle.

After the noodles were reconciled, I didn't want to make dumplings with him. This is the first year that she has come to the world to live in a difficult situation, and she has taught her the bag by hand, although the bag is a little awkward, but Wuxin is still very happy. Soon, the two made a pot of dumplings.

The dumplings are cooked quickly.

Yan Wuxin sandwiched one of his own bags and tasted it, it was filled with cabbage, which was very delicious. She was so happy that her eyes were bent into crescent moons.

"Hahaha......"

Tan Wugu owed a full bowl for her, some of which were wrapped by herself and some by her. The two of them were very happy to talk and laugh, and they were very happy to eat.

The fireworks outside the window are the smiles of the world, and they have never been so grand in the past. Wuxin secretly glanced at Tan Wugu on the other side, and the firelight reflected half of his face, reflecting the most handsome face.

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