After returning from the demon world, Su Xiaomeng heard that Buzhi Shangshen had fallen out of love. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This broken love is still said from the mouth of the god of Buzhi.

It is said that the god Buzhi rode his little donkey to the mortal world one day, and when he came back, he asked Chang'e for several jars of wine, and howled while drinking: "God, I have fallen out of love!" Lost in love! Give me wine! Take the rescue! ”

The immortals who lived near the god of Buzhi were so noisy that they couldn't sleep, so everyone went to persuade the god of Buzhi.

Cloth is God, what a big deal about falling out of love, there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother looking for it by your side? Besides, the quantity is not much, and the quality is not good!

Fuck you! The god fell in love with Su Thirteen, how to drop? How to drop?

Okay, if you like it, you can see it, but feelings are what you and I want, and if you fall in love with Su Thirteen, Su Thirteen may not be able to take a fancy to you! You are here to be willing to degenerate and trample on yourself, and you will not be able to save the end of your lovelorn!

Are you so persuasive? Roll on to Ben God!

O god of Buzhi, if you fall out of love, you will fall out of love, and if you drink, you will drink bar, but can you not cry at one o'clock in the morning every night? It's just a matter of crying, let's not do it, okay? There's nothing going on in your palace, but a lot of things have been smashed by a lot of unknown objects in our house......

Cloth Gods: Pretending to be Dead......

The persuasion of the immortals was ineffective, so they had to hand over the excerpt to the Jade Emperor, and the Jade Emperor looked at it, and he was happy.

How many years has no one fallen out of love in the Celestial Realm? Lovelorn people are still nerds! This is a rare epic event in 3,000 years!

So the Jade Emperor asked the historian to make a note: On a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, the god of Buzhi fell out of love, drank alcohol, went crazy, and disturbed the people, the active value of the heavenly realm rose gradually, and the GDP was expected to increase, perhaps the heavenly realm may step into the developed level because of this...... It's all my work!

The historian twitched the corners of his mouth, Jade Emperor, you will be beaten to death by others like this!

Later, the Jade Emperor inquired and learned that the object of the fall in love of the god of Buzhi was Su Xiaomeng and her third sister, so the Jade Emperor smiled and handed over the task of rescuing the god of Buzhi to Su Xiaomeng.

The Jade Emperor's original words were: Su Xiaomeng, you can barely clean up the mess that your third sister throws away, and all the immortals will thank you!

So Su Xiaomeng came to the door of Buzhi Shangshen's house.

As soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of wine came to his nose, and Su Xiaomeng slapped his nose and frowned.

Legend has it that the god of Fuzhi hated bad things like smoking, drinking, gambling, and so on, and even said such determined words as "It is better to let the god drink than to let the god gnaw his toes."

But love is poisonous, isn't this, isn't it that the gods of Buzhi will be poisoned to death and come back to life, and his temperament has changed greatly?

Unexpectedly, when the attendants of the Buzhi Temple saw Su Xiaomeng visiting, they couldn't help but stop Su Xiaomeng, Su Xiaomeng was puzzled, but the waiter said: "The god of Buzhi is not in a good state today, for your personal safety, please go back." ”

Personal safety? Could it be that the gods were so sad that they wanted to stab her to death with a pen?

Su Xiaomeng waved her hand heroically, ignoring the waiter's obstruction and entered the Buzhi Temple.

The god of Buzhi is no longer the Sven young man in a green shirt and black-rimmed glasses before.

Bu Zhishen fell on the steps outside the door of the study, holding the wine bottle and pouring it vigorously, muttering something incoherently, like a delirious homeless man.

The student's short hair was messy, as if someone had rubbed it vigorously many times.

The black-rimmed glasses were lame, and the lenses were broken into pieces, and they hung in tatters on the white face of the cloth.

There were deep and shallow stains on the green shirt, several buttons at the neckline had fallen off, and the placket was slightly open, revealing the white collarbone.

The hand holding the wine jar was blue and purple, as if it had clenched his fist and smashed it into the ground.

Su Xiaomeng approached and snatched the wine jar in Buzhishangshen's arms, Buzhi Shangshen saw that the wine was taken away, and staggered up to take the wine jar back, but just stood up, stumbled under his feet, and Buzhi Shangshen fell to the ground again.

"Wine, give this god wine, wine ......" Bu Zhi Shangshen collapsed to the ground, stretched out his bruised hand to meet Su Xiaomeng.

Su Xiaomeng saw that she couldn't stop the gods like this, she was angry in her heart, and smashed the wine jar on the ground with a bang, the wine jar was broken, and the rich aroma of wine spread everywhere.

"Wine, wine, wine......" Bu Zhishen obsessively smelled the aroma of wine in the air, and his face turned red.

Su Xiaomeng vigorously shook Buzhi Shangshen's shoulder: "Buzhi Shangshen!" Stop drinking! You sober me up! ”

Bu Zhi Shangshen looked at Su Xiaomeng in confusion, and still muttered in his mouth: "Wine, wine, wine......"

Su Xiaomeng let go of the Buzhi God, turned to the little attendant and said, "The Jade Emperor sent me to deal with the matter of the Buzhi God, you first tie up the Buzhi God, and then deal with it when I come back." ”

With that, Su Xiaomeng turned around and walked out of the Buzhi Temple.

The attendants were stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly tied up the cloth and the gods into mummies.

Su Xiaomeng went to Guanghan Palace, and Bu Zhishen didn't know what kind of wine she wanted from Chang'e, so she was delirious, and she had to ask Chang'e for clarification.

Chang'e was sitting on the tree in the Guanghan Palace, holding a small jade pendant and looking at it carefully. A smart caftan flutters in the wind, and the skirt hangs down, swinging with the wind.

Seeing Su Xiaomeng coming, Chang'e put away the jade pendant and jumped to the ground, looking at Su Xiaomeng funny: "What kind of wind is blowing today, actually blowing you?" ”

Su Xiaomeng waved her hand: "Don't make fun of me, I'm in a hurry to find you!" ”

Chang'e pulled Su Xiaomeng into the house: "Let's talk about it first." ”

Chang'e made tea for Su Xiaomeng, and Su Xiaomeng drank and admired: "Chang'e, you are so virtuous, not only can you make good wine, but also make tea!" Whoever marries you is really a blessing that he has cultivated for eight lifetimes! ”

Chang'e blew the teacup and smiled: "Don't put a high hat on me, let's talk, what's the matter?" ”

Su Xiaomeng took a sip of tea and looked at Chang'e: "Didn't the gods ask for some wine from you a few days ago?" What kind of wine is that, that it has poured the gods of cloth into a delirium, and no one knows it, but only the wine......

Chang'e turned the teacup, and her expression was a little gloomy: "That wine is my best old drunk, after drinking this wine, I don't remember anyone for three days and three nights, drunk and dreaming of death, carefree." ”

Su Xiaomeng was a little astringent: "Is the god of Buzhi so sad?" Are you going to get drunk and dream to death? ”

Chang'e took a sip of tea, and her voice was a little cold: "In this world, the biggest pain is not being able to ask for it. Buzhi is on the gods, probably because he is too affectionate. ”

Su Xiaomeng's eyebrows were gloomy: "Chang'e, what should I do?" ”

Chang'e shook the teacup: "To untie the bell, you must tie the bell." (To be continued.) )