Zhan Lu found that it seemed that since Ming Yijun appeared, the speed of time had changed.

It's incredible how fast time has passed. When the last red leaves on the maple tree in front of the door fell, Zhan Lu knew that autumn had passed.

Although Zhan Lu's cooking skills have improved greatly, and occasionally he can make food that tastes comparable to that of a big restaurant in Beijing, the business of the wine store is still not much different from before. After all, this is such a small county, and it is not a traffic artery, and the usual customers are just a few people.

Despite this, Zhan Lu was very satisfied.

Although the money is small, it slowly accumulates some money. Although Ming Yijun always said that the food she made was unpalatable, he also gave her the food money on a monthly basis, Zhan Lu counted it a few times, and found that the amount of money was almost the same as the value of the food he ate, so he didn't count it anymore, but just put it away when he got the money.

The female shopkeeper of the proud building always came to Luo in the past, since Ming Yijun lived here, she seemed to be a little afraid of him, so she didn't come, which made Zhan Lu a lot less upset.

The green fox was still kept in the kitchen, and after a long time, Zhan Lu almost forgot that it was not an ordinary fox, and only treated it as a pet. When it's cold, I often give it some hot food. Winter is coming, and the fur on its body is gradually becoming denser and more beautiful. provoked Ming Yijun to always go to see it, and praised it in his mouth. The fox was so frightened that it scurried around, but it couldn't run far with a chain around its neck.

Ming Yijun always teased her like that, constantly disgusted her for cooking unpalatablely, and kept asking her for wine.

Her wine was made with the utmost care, and it took me a lot of effort to make it, and if it was given to him, it would be drunk dry. Zhan Lu is reluctant:

"Lang Jun, you can't drink too much wine! if you drink too much, you will get sick. ”

"You're talking about human beings, how can this seat be sick? Come on, come on, get me another altar!"

The days passed like this, and it was impossibly calm. After a long time, Zhan Lu seemed to have an illusion, feeling that Ming Yijun seemed to be just an ordinary human being, as if he was a very close companion to her.

Why did she think that? He was obviously a creature with an empty human form, and his inner body was completely incompatible with a human being. But after getting used to his existence, Zhan Lu would treat him as a human being. Just like all along, she thought that Ah Zhen Niangzi was actually a human being. Although she now knows her true identity, Zhan Lu's attitude towards her has not changed in the slightest.

Once she inadvertently told Mrs. Ah Zhen about her feelings, and Mrs. Ah Zhen opened her mouth wide in surprise:

"How can you regard the Lord as a companion?" she warned Zhan Lu earnestly, "the Lord is a glutton! He has lived in this world for thousands of years, and will live for another million years in the future." He will live from the beginning of time to the day when time ends.

And you can only live for a few decades, even I can only live for a few thousand years. Maybe the next time the Lord wants to sleep, and when we wake up, we have all been dead for tens of thousands of years, and there will not be even a little ash left.

The fungus does not know the obscurity, and the cockroach does not know the spring and autumn. How can we possibly understand what is going on in the mind of the Lord? In his heart, we are just mayflies that die in the morning and death, playthings that we can tease a little when we are happy.

Because of this, the Lord has no companions. If he really needs a companion, he will not choose you and me, but the other three beasts born at the same time as him. If you take the Lord to heart so seriously, you will surely be sad in the future. ”

Zhan Lu retorted to her:

"Didn't you shout one by one? You told me not to take Lang Jun to heart, but you are more attentive than anyone else!"

Ah Zhen shook his head again:

"You and I are different. I am the Lord's tooth curbrace, and I originally had no spiritual sense, but it was because the Lord carried it every day and was contaminated with the Lord's spiritual energy, so that I had spiritual consciousness and was able to transform into shape. I was born from the Lord, how can I be free from the influence of the Lord? You are different, you are a mortal, you should have cherished those decades, and it is right to spend it in a down-to-earth manner, why should you bother to look at the unreachable moon?"

What Mrs. Ah Zhen said was also true, but Zhan Lu didn't quite understand the meaning of her words. Now that life is so peaceful, Zhan Lu feels that her life is so short, and in her lifetime, life may always be so peaceful.

What does it matter if Ming Yijun will treat her as a companion or not? She can only live for another twenty years, and in these twenty years, her life will probably be like this, and there will not be much change. She quietly regarded Ming Yijun as a companion in her heart, what's the big deal?

The weather is getting colder day by day, and Zhan Lu has already changed into a padded jacket. Her padded jacket is also crimson, and most of her clothes are made of her mother's old clothes, almost all of which are crimson, showing that her skin is particularly white, her hair is particularly black, and her eyes are bright and charming.

But Ming Yijun was still wearing the same body as when they met, and Zhan Lu felt cold when he saw it. I told him a few times and asked him to change it, but he just shook his head:

"How can I change my clothes in this seat? This seat came out in a hurry, and the fox fur is still in the cave!"

Zhan Lu also knew that the clothes on his body were not extraordinary, usually not dusty at all, hot in winter and cold in summer. But it looks thin, and it's really uncomfortable to look at in winter. She had the heart to make one for him, but she was afraid that it would not be done well, so he refused to wear it. So he was encouraged to go to the tailor to make a coat ordered.

Unexpectedly, Ming Yijun just frowned:

"How can a mortal be clothed in such a garment, and that is coarse and heavy. ”

Zhan Lu still persuaded him:

"Although Lang Jun's clothes are good, it doesn't look like this season's clothes. Lang Jun went in and out of the wine shop, and was seen by the drinkers and felt strange, and it was inevitable that there would be more complications. ”

Ming Yijun was annoyed by her, and seeing that what she said was also reasonable, he still took out the treasure bag in the end.

He had lived here for a long time, and it was the first time he took out the treasure bag in front of Zhan Lu. Zhan Lu saw him take out a treasure bag embroidered with gluttonous ornaments, put his hand in and rummaged for a while, and pulled something out.

Zhan Lu watched him pull out a crane from the treasure bag, which was not much bigger than the money bag, and was dumbfounded.

The crane didn't know what kind of bird feathers were woven in, and it was a treasure. Ming Yijun draped it over his shoulders and asked Zhan Lu:

"Are you satisfied?"

Zhan Lu said in his heart, you come and go in this shabby wine shop wearing such a gorgeous crane, but it is more eye-catching than wearing only the original clothes. Although she thought so, she didn't really say it, she just praised the luxury of the crane.

Ming Yijun didn't care, just gently stroked the edge of the crane and said:

"This crane is still 90,000 years ago, Weijijun won and lost with this seat. I don't think it's as gorgeous as the fox fur, so I didn't wear it. For many years, I don't know where I lost it, I didn't think that I had brought it with me, but I wore it again today. Speaking of which, since that gambling match, this seat and Wei Jijun have never seen each other again, so I think about it and I have some worries in my heart. ”

When Zhan Lu heard him talk about 90,000 years ago, he didn't know how to talk, so he had to ask him:

"Lang Jun, who is Wei Jijun?"

Ming Yijun didn't hide it, but replied casually:

"Weiji Naya, born at the same time as this seat, lives in the Western Wilderness, and is known as Hanji. I had sent him a message with a paper crane a few days ago, and in a short time he would be here. ”

When Zhan Lu heard this, he knew that this Wei Jijun was also one of the four murderers. One of the letters sent by Ming Yijun last time was for him. Realizing that it wouldn't be long before the four murderers would gather in this small county town, Zhan Lu felt a little uneasy.

After all, it is the four most vicious murders in the world, and the four murders are gathered in one place, which is terrifying.

What did Ming Yijun want to do when she summoned them all?Is this kind of calm she loves coming to an end soon?

She has been with Ming Yijun for a long time, and she has long found that Ming Yijun can't read minds anytime and anywhere, so she relaxes and just thinks about it in front of him. However, her thoughts seemed to be written on her face, and she had already been found out by Ming Yijun. He reached out and stroked her hair, smiling:

"What's the matter? You're my person, I don't dare to touch you. ”

Zhan Lu shook her head slightly.

Ming Yijun played with her hair casually, her hair was silky and black, very cute, and people couldn't put it down, "Aren't you afraid of Wei Jijun?

Zhan Lu suddenly remembered what Mrs. Azhen said, and she roughly understood what Mrs. A-chan meant. There is a difference between Ming Yijun and her, only the fierce beast that has also lived for tens of millions of years is worthy of being his companion, and she can only be regarded as his plaything for a while. If she is Ming Yijun's companion, she can only laugh and be generous.

Zhan Lu shook her head lightly, refusing to tell Ming Yijun what she was thinking, for fear that he would know her thoughts and mock her for not being able to do anything. But I heard Ming Yijun ask:

"Zhan Lu, have you ever heard of the word karma?"

Isn't that a word often said in the mouths of the Buddhas in Buddhist temples? What is Ming Yijun saying this for at this time?

Zhan Lu looked at him with wide eyes, only to hear him say again:

"People who usually cultivate the path of immortals have never been willing to have anything to do with mortals, just because of the word karma. If an immortal cultivator is involved with mortals and has unfinished causes and conditions with each other, he will have to fall back into reincarnation after death, and he will not be able to attain immortality until the karma is exhausted in the earthly world.

This seat is a strange beast and does not enter reincarnation. This earthly world for me is nothing more than coming and going when I want to. The word karma doesn't seem to have much to do with me. However, this seat seems to be unrestrained, but in fact, it is also under the constraints of heaven. The word karma is not completely without influence on this seat. ”

When Ming Yijun said this, he didn't continue to speak, but looked at her deeply with a pair of eyes:

"Do you understand?"

Zhan Lu didn't seem to understand, but tilted his head to look at him. He smiled and looked rarely gentle. Zhan Lu was used to being teased by him, but now when he saw his gentle song, he was cramped and uneasy, and extremely shy. Glancing at the door by chance, he exclaimed, "Ah, it's snowing!" and left Ming Yijun and ran to the door to see the snow.

Ming Yijun didn't chase her, just dressed in a crane and looked at her with a smile.

This wonderful little man is always so eccentric.

He shook his head and turned back to the house.

Zhan Lu stood alone in front of the steps and watched, this was only the first snow of the year, and it was so heavy. The north wind swept goose feathers of snow and landed on the ground, crystal clear.

Zhan Lu suddenly felt that something in her chest was flapping her wings and wanted to fly. She reached into her arms and pulled out a paper crane.

Ah, that's still the paper crane that was folded with Lang Jun once!

Its wings have been fully raised, and it flies among the snowflakes with its wings, circling around her, and it is extremely beautiful.

Zhan Lu had added some sorrow to her heart, and she rejoiced again.