After the play in the painting was finished, Mo Ran lay on the table, supported his chin, and stared at the painting scroll for a long time without speaking.

At this time, Lethe Chuan came over, glanced at the painting scroll, and said strangely: "This is not the play I chose for you?

Fusang was stunned and wondered, "Then what was the play you originally chose?"

Lechuan waved his hand, and a storyteller appeared in the painting shaft sitting in the hall, and as soon as the bamboo board was beaten, he began to speak vividly: "The last book said that Guo Yunren, the head of Hengshan, and Xiao Yunsheng, the daughter of the head of Songshan, were privately discovered by Xiao Jinghong, the head of Songshan, and angrily denounced Guo Yunren on the spot as an old man and disrespectful, saying that Guo Yunren is already over the age of not confused, and Xiao Yunshang is only twenty-eight years old......"

It's all about the grievances and hatreds between the celebrities of various sects of the Xianmen, the entanglement of right and wrong, and it's very boring.

Mo Ran shook his head and said, "This is not as good as what we just saw. ”

Fusang was silent for a moment and sighed, "Lethe, why do you think that this god monarch would like this kind of boring romance of the human race?"

Lechuan took back the scroll, carefully checked why it was not what she recorded just now, and after looking at it for a long time, she didn't see the clue, "This is famous in the world, but what about the conversation after tea and dinner in the streets and alleys!"

"Then did Guo Yunren and Xiao Yunshang get together in the end?" Hearing what Lichuan said, Mo Ran became interested.

Lechuan smiled, "Of course not, isn't it inferior to each other?" If Xiao Yunshang really marries Guo Yunren, won't Lao Tzu and his daughter be the same generation, it's not very strange." ”

"What's this? If you really love each other, how can you care about this, you can naturally break through the worldly concept and be together regardless of everything. ”

Mo Ran smiled innocently, and after speaking, he suddenly remembered the scene of Princess Ya just now, his eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't help but sigh: "But it would be too miserable to meet someone like Princess Ya, so it's not worth it for women to trust their hearts so easily." ”

Fuso smiled and shook his head, "How old are you? It's not worth it, at least Mo Gongzi and Princess Ya really loved each other, even if Princess Ya was painful to learn the truth later, but life is short but for a moment, the pain will not be longer than Le, Princess Ya does not regret it. ”

Mo Ran didn't agree with what Fusang said, waved his hand, and said, "How do you know that she doesn't regret it, I think Mo Gongzi loves himself and his power more." It's really too much, how cruel it is to kill his mother and leave his son, even if he really loves Princess Ya, but from the beginning he approached her with a purpose, this kind of love is not pure love, anyway, I can't accept it, if it were me, I would definitely kill the child in my belly, and then die with Mo Gongzi!"

"Princess Ya finally got the answer she wanted, and of course she doesn't regret it. Fusang patted Mo Ran on the shoulder, "You're still young, you don't understand." ”

Mo Ran rolled his eyes and said hatefully: "Then she is too humble and pitiful, I would rather never understand this kind of love for the rest of my life, anyway, I don't think that someone can hurt me like this, take advantage of me, keep saying that he loves me, but he stabbed me, even if I am a ghost, I will not let him go!"

"Well, you two are still arguing, it's just a show. Seeing the two bickering, Lechuan smiled helplessly, still wondering why the scene in the painting scroll had changed, this had never happened before, "Fusang-kun, did you really not move my painting scroll?"

Fusang said: "It's really not, I opened it after you gave it to me, and it was the play that Mo Ran and I watched." ”

Seeing that Lechuan was so sure that the painting might have been tampered with, Fuso also fell into deep thought. But if you look closely, you can't find anything strange.

It's not easy for someone to be able to do things under the noses of Fuso and Lethe without being discovered. I just don't know why this person has to go to great lengths to do this, and what is the purpose.

Just as he was thinking about it, there seemed to be movement from Yanggu, and Fusang pulled Mo Ran back to the Yanyang Palace.

I saw a man in white standing outside the hall, holding the floating dust in one hand and behind his back with the other, standing upright.

"I don't know if the star king is coming, and I will miss the distance. Having said that, Fusang still didn't come forward to greet him, standing far away from Mao Sun Xingjun, "But the Emperor of Heaven sent you to deliver the word?"

Mao Sun Xingjun is the sun god Xi He under the seat of the god Jun, Xi He is one of the first generation of creation gods, but also the wife of the Emperor of Heaven, has never asked about the affairs of the heavenly court, Mao Sun Xingjun can come to Yanggu, presumably it will not be Xi He's instructions.

Mao Ri Xingjun looked like he hated iron but not steel, and said, "Fusang Divine Monarch, do you know that Yanggu is a demon cave in the human world now, and how much impact does this have on the reputation of the heavenly realm?"

Fusang touched his chin and asked pretendedly, "Ah, you said that, I seem to have a little impression, and it spread so quickly?"

"You want to take in a demon in Yanggu, the Emperor of Heaven is already tolerant and generous and doesn't care about you, how can you get an inch, and deliberately expose her identity in front of the Terran monks!"

"Alas, stop, this Xingjun, you really wronged me, I really didn't mean to, besides, my mouth is long on other people's faces, what can I do, I don't have the ability of the Emperor of Heaven, I can manipulate the behavior and memory of everyone in the human world, right?" Fusang played a look of grievance to the fullest.

Mao Ri Xingjun asked rhetorically, "You can obviously stop that girl from using the mind trick, why don't you stop it?"

Fusang replied, "I didn't expect those monks to be very good at cultivation, but their tongues are quite long, very good!"

"Okay? Do you know that if this matter spreads, everyone speculates that the Protoss and the Demon Race are related, how much turmoil will it cause in the human world? Do you have to see the faith and hope of the Human Race shattered before you are willing? What if you are used by the demons with a heart?" Mao Ri Xingjun tried his best to suppress his anger, if it weren't for his usual mood, he might have flareed up a long time ago.

"Go back and tell the Emperor that this hope is for dashing, otherwise it will be meaningless. Fusang chuckled and took two steps forward, "People can't cultivate into true immortals, sooner or later they will know the truth, what's wrong with understanding it earlier? It's been thousands of years." ”

However, even though no one has cultivated to become a true immortal for thousands of years, there are still many monks who do not give up and want to become immortals. Fusang didn't understand that God has a way of God, and people are humane, so what's wrong with being a human being? Being a human being can go through countless reincarnations, and each life is a different life, how wonderful. is not like him, he has been guarding Shenmu for thousands of years.

It's probably that what you can't get is particularly desirable. So this is also the purpose of the Emperor of Heaven, the human race wants to ascend but cannot ascend, and will have special respect and yearning for the heavenly realm. This also made Fusang not understand, what is the use of these invisible and intangible prestige, this kind of practice of completely manipulating power and people's hearts in the palm of his hand is really no different from the Terran Emperor, if he didn't know that the Heavenly Emperor is one of the creation gods, he should wonder if he is the Terran Race.

"The Emperor of Heaven has his own deep meaning in doing this, and it is not something you and I can speculate. People need faith, our Protoss is their faith, and your faith should be the Emperor of Heaven!"

The implication of Mao Ri Xingjun's words is nothing more than to let Fusang respect the Emperor of Heaven, and the Emperor of Heaven should only look forward to him, but after thousands of years, Fusang is still the same conceited, and if he does not enter the oil and salt, he is afraid that one day it will cause a catastrophe.

Mao Ri Xingjun shook his head and continued: "Faith can bring motivation to everyone, for people, faith is the motivation to live, and for God, faith is the motivation to shoulder their responsibilities!"

Fusang said stubbornly: "I remember Xingjun's words, and thank you for reminding me, but I don't believe that he is just as motivated." It's not like I didn't do my job. ”

Mao Ri Xingjun sighed and walked away, "That's all you say, so you can do it yourself!"

Fusang squeezed out a smile and said loudly: "Slow down and don't send it!"