Chapter 1: The Stone of the End (I)

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Qingcheng began to snow again, looking at the snow scene outside the window, Guan Yi sat in front of the window one by one, unconsciously.

I remember that in her previous life, she always looked forward to a heavy snow in winter, and there was no other reason for her to be able to calm down when she saw snow.

Now, after watching the heavy snow for more than ten years, her heart is like water, and she can't seem to move anymore.

"Yiyi, why are you sitting here again?"

As soon as Zong Jiming walked into the courtyard, he saw Guan Yiyi sitting in front of the window, leaning against the window, looking at the snow in the yard, and his eyes did not blink.

No, her heart will still ripple.

Standing up, Guan Yiyi walked to Zong Jiming's side one by one, swept the snow off his shoulders for him, and then poured a cup of hot tea and put it in his hand.

"What? Big brother has given you another life? ā€

Zong Jiming hadn't returned home for five days, and before leaving, he hurriedly only said that there was something to do when he went out, counting the days, and one or two days was enough, but he never came back.

Taking the cup, Zong Jiming put Guan Yiyi's small hand in the palm of his hand, and sure enough, it was as cold as he imagined.

"Where's Qingqing? Why don't you be around? ā€

didn't answer Zong Jiming's words, took him to the soft collapse, and asked, "What did you do when you went out this time?" ā€

"Something happened over there in the villa, my eldest brother sent me over to take a look, I originally wanted to rush back earlier, who would have thought that the snow on the other side of the mountain was too big, and the halfway mountain that came back encountered a landslide," Zong Jiming saw Guan Yiyi show a worried expression, and immediately said, "Don't be afraid, we hid quickly, no one was injured, but there was no other exit except for that mountain road, we could only clean the mountain road, so we came back late." ā€

"What? These days when I'm away, does the lady miss me? ā€

Covering Guan Yiyi's little hand, Zong Jiming stretched out his big palm and caressed her face, his little face was a little cold from the wind, so he put his palm on Guan Yiyi's face, knowing that it was hot before letting go.

Seeing Zong Jiming put his hands down, Guan Yiyi said with a smile, "I thought about it, not only did I think about it, but I also thought about it." ā€

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Zong Jiming still had a smile on his face, but when he heard the word Gouyou, he immediately changed his expression.

"Didn't he go back to the Nine Heavens Realm?"

"Yes, but he is back again, this is not about to be the New Year, he has been thinking about the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the world, annoying the Queen Mother of the West, and driving him down to the mortal."

Thinking of Gouyou's provocation to him on the day he got married, Zong Jiming remembered that he was angry, but he was still a mortal, and Gouyou could not do anything to him if he used a spell casually.

"Okay, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, you see that they all say that we are immortals, then when we die this time, we will go back to the Nine Heavens Realm to be immortals."

Zong Jiming nodded, feeling that one by one was reasonable, "Bah, what do you say about the New Year, what is the fun of being a fairy, you can't do this, you can't do that, it's better to be a person, and I can take you all over the country, don't you say it." ā€

grabbed Zong Jiming's hand and looked at it carefully, and found that there were a few small cracks on it, closed his head a little bit, took out the snow gel paste he brought with him, and smeared it on his palm, which made him laugh.

"Well, the taste of one by one."

Putting the palm of the hand that had been smeared with snow gel cream on the tip of his nose and taking a deep breath, Zong Jiming was intoxicated.

"Who said it's bad to be an immortal?"

There was a cheerful boy's voice outside the door, Gou You was holding a sugar gourd in both hands, and the corners of his mouth were stained with sugar slag, and he heard Gao Lingjun saying that it was not good to be a fairy, where was it bad to be a fairy? Eat when you want, sleep when you want.

"Gouyou, you stinky boy still dare to come down to earth? Aren't you afraid that I'll open your ass to flowers? ā€

Zong Jiming heard the sound coming from outside the house, and thought that this stinky boy was going to disturb him and flirt with Yiyi again, so he looked irritable.

"I'm here, what's the matter? You can't catch me, you can't catch me. ā€

Gou You walked into the room, lifted the hem of his clothes, raised his little butt and shook it twice, and his red bottoms were revealed, like a monkey's ass.

"You ......"

Zong Jiming clenched his hands into fists, stood up and was about to walk to Gouyou's position, Guan Yiyi looked at the scene in front of him one by one, and stopped with a smile, "Okay, okay, you can stop for a while, otherwise my shop will be demolished by you, Gouyou, have you brought back the sugar gourd?" ā€

After Zong Jiming returned to the Northern Jin Dynasty, he insisted on taking Guan Yiyi back to 'Guan'er', Zong Jiyue couldn't help it, so he could only agree with a headache, after all, it was a city, and it was not difficult to find him.

Zong Jiming packed up his things, and the moment he walked out of the gate of the Zong family with Guan Yiyi, he was still shouting at the gate of the Zong family, "Go eat soft rice." ā€

The angry Zong Jiyue immediately pulled out the whip on his waist and said in his mouth, "I'll whip you to death this stinky boy who has forgotten the pain after his scars." ā€

Zong Jiming fled quickly, but not long after, it was rumored in the streets and alleys that the little demon king of the Zong family was a man who ate his daughter-in-law's soft rice, which was really a shame for men.

After hearing the rumors, Zong Jiming hugged Guan Yiyi, rubbed Guan Yiyi's back, and said, "Lady, your husband is looked down upon by the people in Qingcheng, and your husband must be well protected."

Guan Yi came back to his senses one by one and looked at the sugar gourd in Gou You's hand.

"Bring it, don't say it, this sugar gourd is really boring, I also saw a lot of snacks on the street, all in the hands of Qingqing and Guan Yi, hey, why haven't they come back yet?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard Qingqing's voice from outside the door, "My God, why are you running so fast." ā€

Putting the bamboo handle full of sugar gourds on her shoulders on the ground, Qingqing wiped the sweat on her forehead, obviously it was snowing, and she carried the bamboo handle back all the way from the street, which made her sweat.

"What about Guan Yi? Why haven't you come back yet? ā€

Gou You stuffed a hawthorn in his mouth, and his words were a little slurred.

"You're embarrassed to ask, what are you doing with so many snacks? I don't know if anything happened to Guan Yi now, no, I have to go and see. ā€

Qingqing crossed his hands on his waist, and the bamboo handle that was standing on the ground was not supported by anyone, and immediately fell to the ground.

Leaned the bamboo handle against the door and ran to the outside office, for fear that he would not be able to see the road and slip on the ground, and then fall into the mud.

Looking at the snacks on the table, the corners of Guan Yi's eyes twitched a little, so much, how long will it take to eat?

Patting the crumbs in his hands, Gou You picked up a bag of snacks on the table, and muttered, "This is Yuelao's, this is Zhen Yuanzi's, and this is the ...... of the Queen Mother of the West."

reported them one by one, and found that there was nothing missing, Gou You nodded, continued to sit back in the chair, and swallowed melon seeds.

"Feelings don't have my share?"

Looking up at Guan Yiyi, he jumped off the stool, and Gou You Zou picked a sugar gourd with the worst condition and the smallest particles from the bamboo handle and handed it to her, "Oh, Xiaoye." ā€

"Very well, you can drink the northwest wind tonight."

Guan Yi avoided the sugar gourd handed over in disgust, and the airway. (To be continued.) )