Ming Yijun slept deeply, but Zhan Lu couldn't fall asleep like this. Last time, she also slept with Ming Yijun, but at that time she was drunk, and Ming Yijun was in the form of a beast, although she was a little embarrassed when she woke up, it was okay. However, at this time, Ming Yijun turned into a human form, and she was awake again, so she couldn't sleep with him anyway.

She sat up and gently moved Ming Yijun's head so that he rested on her lap. Sleeping, his face was calm, without the demonic appearance of the beast, and he also restrained his usual bright colors, as if he was just an ordinary person with outstanding beauty.

She could look at him all night.

The sound of firecrackers sounded faintly outside, and Zhan Lu shook his head.

There are too many messy things these days, Zhan Lu almost forgot about the New Year, on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, he also remembered it when he saw the seller of stove candy at the door, and now a few days have passed, isn't it the New Year?

Zhan Lu counts the day, this day is already the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, and tomorrow the wine shop will no longer open, and the door will be closed to prepare for the New Year. Zhan Lu's parents died early, his relatives are elsewhere, and there is only one lady by his side, but he is not familiar with current affairs, and he does not know the customs that should be there during the New Year, and Zhan Lu has no sense of taste, even if it is the New Year, he is lazy to cook some good dishes. As for new clothes or something, the wine shop has not been operating well over the years, and there is still no surplus at the end of the year. Therefore, Zhan Lu just changed the old clothes worn by her mother to her own size, even if she had new clothes. Because of this, here in Zhanlu, every New Year is almost over in a blur.

However, this year is a little different from previous years.

Not to mention that because of the improvement of Zhanlu's cooking skills, there are a lot more customers in the wine shop, and the wine store actually has a considerable surplus in income and expenditure this year, so that Zhan Lu can have spare energy to run a lively New Year. What's more, because Ming Yijun is here, Zhan Lu hopes that this New Year can be spent well.

She was here with Ming Yijun, secretly thinking about the New Year in her heart, and she didn't know what was happening elsewhere.

At this moment, on Taibai Mountain, there was a traveler who was braving the wind and snow and marching towards the mountain.

The traveler was covered with a very beautiful crane, enough to keep out the wind and snow, but he only had such a crane on his body, and he did not even have a pair of trousers or shoes. In addition, his hair was not tied up, and he looked very messy, looking like a madman.

This lunatic-looking traveler came to the mountain gate, patted the mountain gate with all his strength, and shouted one after another:

"Open the door!

His voice was hoarse, sounding like a ghost in the empty and uninhabited mountains.

Now that the New Year is approaching, the Taoist temple on Taibai Mountain is also preparing for the New Year. The mountain gate has long been closed, no longer receiving visitors, the patriarch has long given the disciples in Taibai Mountain a holiday, told them to stop their daily classes, and concentrate on having fun for a few days, and the disciples of the demon clan have also chopped firewood and sprinkled sweeping, busy preparing for the New Year. Only a fox boy who had just been transformed was young and stupid, so he was sent to watch the door.

It's cold and boring. The boy was full of complaints, but he did not dare to leave his post without permission, so he could only turn into a prototype and huddle in the porter holding a stove and shivering.

At this moment, the hoarse voice was suddenly heard, and the boy was so frightened that he turned back into human form and ran to the window.

They are accustomed to catching ghosts in Taibai Mountain Gate, and the voice outside is not a powerful ghost somewhere, who was caught by a senior brother in the mountain, and ran away to seek revenge?

The fox boy trembled, quietly pushed the window pane of the porter a little, and when he looked out, he saw a pair of feet that looked like white jade outside, followed by a black shadow. Only then was he a little relieved, and he dared to shout:

"Which one are you? What are you doing in Taibai Mountain for the New Year?"

The traveler heard the boy's voice, and was overjoyed, and cried out:

"Hongxiang, open the door for me!"

When the little boy Hongxiang heard the man call out his name, he couldn't help but be even more puzzled. I touched my head and touched a pair of furry ears, only to remember that I forgot my ears when I had just transformed, and quickly retracted my ears, and asked again:

"I'm Hongxiang, who is Your Excellency?"

The traveler said angrily:

"You little, you can't even hear Master's voice?"

Hong Xiang listened carefully, only to feel that the person's voice was not at all like his master's voice. Then he boldly asked:

"The senior brothers told me to guard the door, but I didn't dare to let the evil people in. You say you are my master, you may name my master?"

The traveler was half angry, and said angrily:

"Dare to say that your master is evil! I see that your skin is tight......! No...... My Qingxuan Taoist is famous, who dares to pretend!"

Although the little boy didn't understand what was going on with that "Li Goudan", when he heard the name of Qingxuan Daoist, he still pushed the window pane a little more, and saw that although the person outside looked like a wolf, but the face was his master Qingxuan Daoren, he couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly ran out to open the door.

Qingxuan Taoist priest had been waiting impatiently outside the door for a long time, and when Hongxiang opened the door, the critic chiseled him suddenly:

"You little cub, you can't even recognize Master, Master hurts you in vain. ”

Hong Xiang touched his head that was hurt and said aggrievedly:

"Master's voice is not at all different from the original, how can I hear it......! Master, what did you mean by that ...... 'Li Goudan'?"

Hong Xiang asked this, and saw that his master's face suddenly turned from blue to red. Cough:

"Ahem! What nonsense is a kid! It's so cold outside, why don't you let me in!"

Hong Xiang hurriedly let Daoist Qingxuan into the gatehouse and sat down next to the fire. Daoist Qingxuan instructed:

"Go to my room and take a set of my clothes. If you meet someone on the road, don't talk to them. ”

Hong Xiang responded, turned his head and ran. Daoist Qingxuan sat in the gatehouse and roasted the fire, secretly hating Ming Yijun in his heart. Although Ming Yijun untied the collar around his neck, he did not completely untie the prohibition. Now he only has a little mana left, and he can't even match the Hongxiang boy who is in charge of the door. What's even more hateful is that even his name was banned by Ming Yijun, so that every time he wanted to report his home, he always had to say the three words "Li Goudan" in front before he could say "Qingxuan Taoist".

Qingxuan Daoist suspected that Ming Yijun didn't want to let him go at all, but was just making fun of him.

Originally, in this kind of weather, if he could turn into a prototype, it would be much easier to walk on the mountain, but now he only has such a little mana left, and he is afraid that after he turns into a prototype, he will never be able to change back.

He relied on his last bit of will to come back, and he must report the news of Ming Yijun to the patriarch!

The little fox Hongxiang brought clothes for him, and served him to comb his hair, and Daoist Qingxuan regained his original handsomeness. It's just that hoarse voice, I'm afraid that it won't be able to recover for a while.

Hong Xiang served the master and dressed, and when he saw the gorgeous crane that was put aside, he was very curious:

"Where did Master get such a good crane, it's better than the one that the Patriarch usually wears!"

Qingxuan Daoist's eyes dimmed. This crane was thrown to him by Ming Yijun to cover his body. Now that he has failed in his mission, he has returned home, although he has also brought back some news, but he is still afraid that he will not be able to avoid blame. This crane is a treasure, if it can be dedicated to the ancestor, maybe it can be exempted from punishment?

Thinking so, he picked up the crane and walked out of the gatehouse and went to the patriarch. Along the way, he met many disciples saluting, and he only nodded slightly. When he arrived at the patriarch's courtyard, he called the child to report, and the patriarch heard that he was back, so he went out to greet him in person:

"Qing Xuan, why did you come back at this time?

Qing Xuan saluted the patriarch, omitted the details, and only said that the gluttony was extremely powerful, and at a glance he realized that he was not sincere, and caught him in all kinds of humiliation, and also sealed the spell. He escaped by chance, and brought a crane that he wore to the patriarch.

When the patriarch heard him say this, he didn't have a smile on his face. When he saw the crane, his expression eased a little. Qing Xuan said again:

"I vaguely heard there that the gluttony had sent a letter to a friend, and wanted to gather with a few friends in Qingping County. In my opinion, gluttonous friends are only afraid that they are also evil beasts and the like, and if they meet together, I am afraid that there will be great disasters. ”

When the patriarch heard him say this, his expression became heavy again:

"That's what you expected. This is not a trivial matter, even if it is me, I am afraid that there is nothing I can do about it. can only send a chapter to the heavenly realm, I hope I can go up to the heavens to listen and save this Li Min. Qingxuan, you have a meritorious warning, but now that it is critical, I can't take care of you, you go to rest for a few days, and when this crisis is over, I will find a way to help you lift the prohibition under the gluttony. ”

When Qing Xuan heard the patriarch say this, he knew that it was nothing more than such a result. After thanking the patriarch again, he staggered back to his room. Suddenly fell on the couch, thinking of the experience in the past few months, I only felt sad and lamentable.

The patriarch of Taibai Mountain listened to what Qing Xuan said, and he was busy writing the chapter, not to show it. But on this day, another person entered the territory of Qingping County and came to Zhanlu's wine shop.