The person who came was an eight-foot tall boy, a red robe, a brocade belt around his waist, and glanced at the shop, a total of two shelves, but only three wood carvings, a pair of calligraphy and paintings, the woman on this calligraphy and painting was graceful, with a smile of contempt for the common people, surrounded by flowers on the other side of the feet, and the most important thing was that the woman was a purple concubine dress.

The man walked to the shelf, raised his hand to take down the wood carving, and praised it: "The craftsmanship is good, it seems that even if the old ghost does not become a ghost king, he still has some life skills." ”

Jun Mo raised his head and took a sip of wine, and when he saw that King Bian Cheng didn't speak, he came up: "How is it?" It seems that you and I have the same purpose, so why bother to be such a giant? ”

King Bian Cheng raised his eyes, looked at him, still didn't speak, his eyes were calm as if the man in front of him was a transparent person, and after a while, he continued to carve the sunken wood in his hand.

Jun Mo frowned, looking at King Bian Cheng's cloth clothes, sitting in a pile of sunken wood, carefully carving the statue in his hand, as if everything in the world was cut off from him, what kind of realm was he in which realm? Could it be that he hasn't seen him in the past few years, and he fell in love with life on earth?

"I know you have questions in your heart, wondering why I found this place and why I found you."

Jun Mo carried a wooden chair for himself, sat on it, lay on the back of the chair, took a sip of wine and said: "Thanks to your delicate, well-behaved and lovely princess, now the whole underworld is being jumped by her noisy chickens and dogs, and everyone in the underworld is looking for you, but Ben Jun found you first." ”

"Do you know why Benjun looked for you first?" Jun Mo snorted coldly, glanced at King Bian Cheng, he still turned a blind eye, no matter how Jun Mo aroused his interest, he was still as cold as an iceberg, Jun Mo turned his head angrily and was about to leave.

walked to the door, paused and said: "Because Benjun is too familiar with the smell of you, if you want to continue to stay in the world, then play with Benjun, Benjun will definitely keep your mouth shut for you, and no one is sure who will find her first." ”

King Bian Cheng looked sideways, his temples hung down on his cheeks, his blue eyes were calm, looking at Jun Mo, the two of them looked at each other, each with their own thoughts, no one could guess the other party's thoughts, for a while, King Bian Cheng said slowly: "How to play?" ”

"Benjun will keep your identity, you also have to protect your identity for Benjun, you and I, just play a life war as mortals, before we find Bai Yu, you and I must stand on the same front, after finding it, whoever she falls in love with first is whoever, the other party must not have half a word of complaint, and be willing to quit."

Jun Mo turned around and walked back, put the wine jug in his hand on the carved table, and introduced the rules of the game.

King Bian Cheng snorted, his cold eyes flashed a hint of sharpness, he didn't speak, sat back in place, squinted one eye, raised the wood carving, and carefully examined the balance of the wood carving.

How could he be in the mood to make an appointment with him for three chapters, and now what he is worried about is not that Xiaoyu can't remember him, nor will he fall in love with him again, but that she has a trace of a remnant soul, and she should not be able to enter the way of reincarnation, but at this moment, it is unusual, and she has entered reincarnation, he doesn't know, whether Xiaoyu will become a stupid daughter as soon as she is born, or is congenitally insufficient, resulting in no full-term at all, even if she can't be full-term, a trace of residual soul, can't be as good as the underworld, he doesn't have any confidence.

He planned to wait, ten, twenty, or a hundred years, no matter what she looked like as King Bian Cheng, she would never go to the underworld after all, what was the use of him staying in the underworld.

"If you think the world is fun, you will stay for a few more days, this king ......" King Bian Cheng paused: "I, I don't need your help to hide anything, I have my own way to get rid of the people of the underworld, for her, no matter what tricks you play, I will not take her as a bet." ”

Jun Mo's face was cold, his wishful thinking was wrong, he never thought of revealing his hiding place, but hoped to find Bai Yu with him, and he always had more clues.

Youyou used this news as bait and asked Junmo to unravel her Gu.

Listening to Youyou, he found the Wheel King and directly calculated the approximate direction, and the first thing he thought of was his eldest brother Junxian, whose divination skills were also superb, but unfortunately, the mana was too low, and Wucai sent a message that he was already on the way.

When this news was transmitted, it was already a year ago, and until now, Wucai was still in a hurry to deliver the message, if Jun Mo was not in a hurry to come here, he really wanted to return to the Dragon Moon Country, and directly swing the tail of the dragon with a move, and fan him directly from the Dragon Moon Country to Chilian Island with a tail.

"Sometimes I think you're weird." Jun Mo hummed.

"Sometimes you live for a long time, but you forget how to live, you don't know who you die, you never know why you live." King Bian Cheng murmured, his eyes did not leave the wood carving in his hand, suddenly, King Bian Cheng frowned, his face showed disappointment, and threw the half-carved wood carving into the frame behind him.

There have been a lot of wood carvings in the basket, some have just been knifed, some are have been largely completed, only the eyes are missing, Bian Cheng Wang picked out a very handy piece of sunken wood from the wooden pile, looked left and right, his face was calm again, raised his hand, and carved it again.

"Old ghost, what you said is nothing more than to say that you don't know whether you live or die?" Jun Mo was indignant, and the chat flame on his shoulder loomed.

King Bian Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at the Xuan Ice Flame on Jun Mo's shoulder, and said coldly: "Put away your magic power that doesn't know whether you are alive or dead, burn any of my sawdust, and you can't afford to lose your life." ”

Jun Mo looked sideways, glanced at his shoulder, he looked dazed, he didn't know when the flame was lit, because this "I don't know whether to live or die" flame always appeared quietly, almost burning the entire Chilian Island, Jun Mo raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile.

He vaguely remembered that Yu Yu mentioned that Dao Baiyu was possessed by a remnant soul, Jun Mo frowned and wanted to ask why, but the words came to his lips and swallowed back, it is estimated that even if he asked, he would not necessarily say it, even if he did, it was not necessarily the truth, he only had to wait until Jun Xian arrived here, maybe he had a way to figure it out.

At this moment, a boy less than ten years old, well-dressed, looking like a rich child, with Hetian jade hanging on his waist, walked in with his feet raised, his eyes shining, tiptoeing, looking into the house, and seeing Junmo and King Bian Cheng at a glance, the little boy was a little timid.

The corners of Bian Chengwang's mouth hooked up a smile, put down the wood carving in his hand, and looked at the little boy, Jun Mo was stunned on the spot, even the square face could smile?

"Uncle, will you carve me?" The little boy looked around, and it was obvious that he was a little disappointed in the shop, which only had two pieces of wood carved and one painting.

"Yes." King Bian Cheng raised his hand and beckoned the little boy to sit opposite him, Jun Mo gave way to the back, did not speak, and there was no place for him to "stand" in this face, and turned around and went out.

"I ......" The little boy hesitated, a little uncertain, and paused for a while: "The face must be carved clearly, and it is best to close your eyes and touch it to know what I look like." ”

"Oh?" King Bian Cheng frowned, his blue eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he asked with interest: "Can you tell my uncle whether this wood carving is for yourself as a souvenir or as a gift?" ”

"......" The little boy bowed his head and said nothing, waved his fingers, and finally made up his mind for a while: "Give it away." ”

King Bian Cheng smiled lightly: "Childhood sweetheart? ”