The next memories wandered away, and he walked out of the attic without saying a word, and he never thanked him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info walked out of the hall and vomited a mouthful of blood, in fact, there was no difference, his body was already covered with blood, but it was just one more mouthful of blood, and there was no big problem for the immortals of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion at this time, but it was a few years less immortal cultivation, and at this moment, what did it matter.

There is an old saying that love is not long. Wuliang and Pu Jia shouldn't have ended up like this, if one of them endured it, they would have at least four years of good time, but they had a stubborn personality, Jin Pa turned his head and said to Su Munian: "Xianjun, it's a pity, how can they end so miserable." Su Mu leaned on the window and plucked a bamboo branch, and hummed casually, "It's okay, they will meet soon." ”

Su Mu was not wrong.

Wuliang had only been raised in the Heavenly Machine Pavilion for a few months, and the injury of the Immortal Bone Whip had not yet healed, so he went to the underworld. The official on the errand of the underworld had heard his deeds earlier, and he didn't dare to say more nonsense, trembling and presenting life and death in front of him.

Jinpa borrowed the afterglow, and on the yellowed page was the new batch of life, a line of small characters in a flowing manner, and he had not seen what it was, and he closed the thin son with a measurable snap, and said coldly: "Where is the reincarnation division?" ”

The official stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction, and Jinpa looked over, a red field of fire, and white bones hung on the ruins. The river has always been chaotic, and there is a narrow bridge across the waves. It was an underworld, but it was so terrible.

Pu Jia is still a wandering soul at the moment, and the bustling ghost team is lined up one by one, taking Meng Po soup and drinking it all, and there is residual soup flowing down the beautiful curve of the jaw and soaking through the collar. Jinpa lowered his head and asked Su Mu, "Does everyone want to come here when they die?" ”

Su Mu nodded and said: "Mortals can't escape birth, old age, sickness, death, love, hatred, hatred, and obsession, and it takes reincarnation to cross the Lechuan River and wash away the mortal dust of the previous life before they can enter the reincarnation of the next life." ”

Jinpa nodded as if he didn't understand: "Then when Jinpa enters the underworld, will the Immortal Monarch come to see me?" ”

Su Mu took her hand: "Don't be afraid, I won't let you go to this underworld." ”

As he spoke, he followed Pu Jia to the abyss of reincarnation, and all lonely souls need to jump into the abyss of reincarnation before they can enter reincarnation. Xu was a little scared, Pu Jia took a few steps back, couldn't help the ghost's urging, closed his eyes a little dazedly, and jumped down. The immeasurable figure was hidden in the deep darkness and stood for a long time.

Su Mu seemed to smile sarcastically: "I can bear it this time." ”

"He should have learned patience after the lessons of his previous life. If you can't stand the same hardship as last time and hinder Pu Jia from entering reincarnation, I'm afraid that Pu Jia can only be a lonely ghost for the rest of her life. But all love words are unbearable, it depends on how he chooses. ”

This is a smooth and deserving life. Pu Jia's life is bland. voted for a small family in the south of the Yangtze River and became a young lady of a small jasper. Call Zhao Shengsheng. There was a kind father and mother above, and a younger brother was added when he was ten years old.

Wuliang set up a house next door and lived quietly next door for twelve years. The sound of twelve years is just a flash in the illusion.

Until the thirteenth year, the Zhao family's father and mother died. Sheng Sheng took his three-year-old brother, knelt down in hundreds of households, scraped together 30 taels of silver, and held a funeral for his father. The thirteen-year-old girl knelt in the mourning hall with her lips pursed and white clothes. No one feels distressed. The younger brother was sent to the house of a close relative's friend because of his young age, and Sheng Sheng was going to go after the funeral, but he chose a few remote relatives and saved his thoughts.

Sheng Sheng was stunned and sent to the largest green building in the south of the Yangtze River, still having a good dream. The cousin who got the silver ticket counted happily and left satisfied. Jinpa hurriedly rolled up his sleeves next to him and was about to go up to grab someone, but Su Mu quickly grabbed her: "What are you doing?" ”

Jin Pa suddenly reacted, and smiled facelessly: "Nothing, nothing, stand for a long time, move your muscles and bones." ”

Su Mu didn't poke her either, and pointed to the small stool in front of him: "Huh? ”

In fact, where is the need for her to worry, the black-clothed Shenjun has long been waiting in the Qinglou, and three thousand gold has bought Shengsheng. The old bustard in the Qinglou has never seen so much money in his life, and his face is about to stiffen. Wuliang took the sleeping Shengsheng with him, and without saying a word, he lifted his feet and left the land of fireworks.

Sheng Sheng, who woke up, asked in a daze, "Why didn't Uncle Zhang come to pick me up?" ”

Wuliang folded the quilt for her: "Uncle Zhang's family is not well-off, and it is already difficult to support your younger brother, so you will do some chores with my house, and when you stay until eighteen, I will send you back, okay?" ”

Sheng Sheng nodded. This is probably the happiest time, Sheng Sheng often took great pains to make the most fashionable pastries for the immeasurable, coinciding with early spring, peach blossoms falling all over the courtyard. Wuliang often practiced swords in the courtyard, and the tip of the sword cut the peach petals, which made the courtyard red. During the break, Sheng Sheng brought the chilled iced tea and handed it to him shyly. And so on for another three years.

Jin Pa glanced at Su Mu: "When I was in the Qionghua Hall that day, I rarely saw the Immortal Monarch during the day. It's a pity that this spring is just right. Su Mu didn't know what he meant. Jinpa made persistent efforts: "Don't Xianjun think it's so romantic? ”

Su Muleng paused for a moment, and Yun Danfeng replied lightly: "Swordsmanship is self-sufficient, do you mean that your pastries are as good as Shengsheng?" ”

Jinpa waved his hand, pretending to be fascinated, unwilling to take this stubble again.

This kind of life couldn't be better, Lang Qing and concubine are grinding their ears and temples. But Jinpa felt sad. In fact, Sheng Sheng, who is not deeply involved in the world, stays in the small courtyard of the immeasurable side, and often sits in a daze, just like when she stays in the Qionghua Palace, she knows what Sheng Sheng is thinking. I am happy to have found a place to stay, but I clearly understand in my heart that I don't belong here. This is clear in my heart, and the news is not so surprising when it comes.

The uncle of the Zhang family passed on the letter, and he said that he had a good family affair, and the husband's family was the Li family in the south of the city, and the family had a lot of wealth, and the husband was born stupid. In fact, it's no wonder that the Zhang family, no matter how obvious, if there is no dowry, how can the younger brother under Sheng Sheng save money to marry. If you weren't born stupid, which family would give a dowry to a girl whose parents died.

Sheng Sheng gritted his teeth and accepted the letter, and replied in a pinched voice: "Uncle Zhang has told me about the family, and I hope that Gongzi will let me go back." The immeasurable voice was cold and cold: "What a good person?" You're in such a hurry. When he turned around, he bumped into Shengsheng's red eyes.

"The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker. My father and mother have gone, and Uncle Zhang is respected for the sake of my elders, and Sheng Sheng can't disobey. ”

The anger in Wuliang's mouth turned into a gentle tone, as if he asked casually: "If I go to your Zhang family's uncle's house to propose, are you willing?" ”