After Jiuhuang led the mighty group of white-clothed people around the streets of the city, it was already approaching night, and it was only then that she took people back to her own palace in the Southern Xinjiang Imperial Palace.

Childe and I followed her very hard, and my legs were about to break, and when I passed by a stall selling pastries, I smelled the fragrance wafting in, swallowed my saliva, and then pulled Childe and complained: "Childe, why do you say that Jiuhuang has walked so far and so long? Isn't she hungry or tired?"

Childe walked leisurely beside me, showing no sign of tiredness. He raised his eyes and looked at the upright Jiuhuang in front of him, and said, "She is a saint of Southern Xinjiang, so naturally she has her responsibilities. It's good to walk now, I heard that in some places, the saints are burned to the sky. ”

I swallowed my saliva again and looked at Childe with a look of horror: "So terrible?"

Childe glanced at me, "Why am I lying to you?" he paused, and then said, "Don't complain, look at the sky, it should be over." ”

I nodded, and followed them honestly. And it wasn't until night was close that we followed her to her place.

The place where Jiuhuang lives is called "Divine Palace", which is a very domineering name, and the most important thing is that its gorgeousness is also worthy of its name.

There is a very wide river in front of the gate of the shrine, three white jade arch bridges connect the two banks of the river, the middle one is the largest, the white jade pavement, leading directly to the front of the palace gate, a smaller bridge on each side, the white bridge body is engraved with smooth clouds, gold leaf is slightly decorated, it looks more atmospheric and dignified.

Entering the main hall, I saw the pillars of white marble standing at the four corners, the walls around were all carved from white stone bricks, the orchids carved from gold bloomed enchantingly between the white stones, and the red gauze curtains rippled with the wind, rolling out fiery red waves on the ground.

I sighed, what a luxury! Except for the Lingxiao Hall and Yaochi and a few other palaces of the ancient gods in the Nine Heavens, which were very magnificent with white jade paving, the rest of the palaces were not as grand as this divine palace.

I thought about it and felt very congested, and complained to Childe: "Childe, look, is this divine palace where Jiuhuang lives very high-end, atmospheric, and high-grade? Why is a mortal palace so luxurious, I feel a little unbalanced in my heart." ”

Childe glanced at me as he walked, and his tone was very cowardly: "It's okay, just be unbalanced." ”

Me: "......"

In order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, Childe and I both pinched the trick and hid our figures when we entered the shrine. But I don't think it's enough to just hide our figures, since we are tracking, we should have a mysterious appearance. So at my suggestion and request, now my son and I are lying on the beams of the house, looking at the nine phoenixes below and whispering.

"Childe, you see, it's really Jiuhuang. I pointed to the man below who had taken off the veil and whispered.

Childe lay next to me, with a black face, and let out an angry "um".

I think Childe's attitude is a little wrong, although he is the Immortal Monarch of Heavenly Court, but it is not a big deal, I am still the youngest disciple of Cangyun Immortal Monarch. If it was really lined up, his identity would not be much higher than mine, and besides, he was not lying on the beam alone at this time, and I was with him.

Thinking about it like this, I felt that I was very reasonable, so I said bitterly: "Childe, my master often says that no matter what you do, you must be dedicated, and we are the same. At this time, it is nothing for us to lie on the beams of the house, if you are afraid that this will damage your image after it is transmitted back to the heavenly court, I promise, it will definitely not leak half a word, and it will definitely rot in the stomach. ”

I paused, and then added at the end, "Childe, you have to believe me, I guarantee with my character, God knows this matter, you know that I know, and there will definitely be no fifth person who knows." ”

Childe glanced at me and snorted lightly, with a look of "your character is worth a few dollars".

I felt like my self-esteem had taken a hit, but I didn't fight him back. Because Senior Brother Sixteen said that no matter how docile a dog is, it will still bite if it is provoked, and I have a lot of them, so I don't bother with him.

Thinking about it this way, I balanced my mind a little. He no longer looked at the child, and looked intently at the nine phoenixes dressed in red below.

Jiuhuang is still Fangcai's clothes, grand and heavy. Perhaps a little tired, she took off her veil as soon as she came in, and sat on the couch without any image, the silver on her forehead swayed with her movements, and she had no sense of upright alienation on the street at all.

Jiuhuang used her hand as a fan, and said in a tone of invitation while fanning: "Sister Zhiyu, am I doing very well today?" she blinked playfully, and the silver bell on the silver chuan on her wrist rang softly.

A woman dressed in white walked out of the darkness with refreshments, the delicate silver bell falling from the center of her eyebrows rang softly with her movements, she put the refreshments on the low table on the side, and smiled softly: "The saint is smart, naturally it is good." ”

"Yes, yes!" Jiuhuang smiled, picked up a piece of pastry and threw it into her mouth, she complained while eating, "I'm starving to death! Sister Zhiyu, you don't know, the clothes I'm wearing today weigh heavy! I don't want to go when I think of wearing such clothes to worship the heavens in a few days, and what kind of sacrifice I have to dance!"

Zhiyu's smile narrowed slightly, and he looked at Jiuhuang and said with some seriousness: "The saint can't think like this, the sacrifice to the sky is to ask God to bless me with good weather in southern Xinjiang, and the country and the people are safe." As a citizen of southern Xinjiang, the saint is admired by all the people, and she is in a high position, and her every move represents southern Xinjiang, and she must not play these petty characters. ”

Jiuhuang stuck out her tongue after hearing this, and smiled flatteringly: "I'm just talking!" As soon as she said that, she jumped up, and a piece of pastry was unexpectedly stuffed into the mouth of the standing Zhiyu.

She turned her head as she ran, her eyes bent into the shape of a beautiful crescent, and her crisp voice and laughter and silver bells rang out far and wide.

"Sister Zhiyu, is it delicious? Eat more if it's delicious, and go to bed after eating! Jiuhuang is very sleepy, so I'll see you tomorrow!"

Zhiyu took the pastry on the side of her mouth, looked at her figure and was slightly stunned, and only smiled helplessly for a long time, packed up her things and retreated.

I lay on the beam of the house and looked at Jiuhuang and sighed, no wonder this child was so eccentric after becoming a ghost, it turned out that he was like this before he was born.

After thinking about it like this, I subconsciously tilted my head: "Childe......"

When the words came to my mouth, I swallowed them back, because the beams around me were empty, and there was no boy at all.

I looked at the empty place and was stunned for a long time, as if there was a place in my heart that became empty with it, and the whole person was in an indescribable mood.

After a long time, I pursed my lips and said softly, "What's the big deal......

This book was first published in Reading Books