"Stop messing around."

Mingyun removed his hand.

To say that hesitation is not impossible, but it is only for a moment, and even he himself is not aware of it, and he has already refused.

He sat next to Huan Chun with his hands on his knees, looked out the window, looked at the trees in the yard that began to shed their leaves frequently, and said, "There is a saying that is true, everyone has a life. It's good to get used to it. ”

"Don't want to change something?"

"There's no need."

Mingyun turned his head to look at Huanchun and said, "As long as you are willing to stay in the palace, you can stay as long as you want." ”

Huan Chun was stunned for a moment, smiled heartily, and reached out and pressed it on top of Mingyun's head. Didn't say anything.

"I copied the book."

Mingyun said, picking up the pen again: "It's okay, don't bother me." ”

"Want to be emperor?"

Huan Chun asked him.

"She wants me to do it." Mingyun's tone was unfazed, as if he didn't want to struggle anymore and was ready to go with the flow.

Huanchun asked again, "Don't you think it's a pity?" Your eyes ......"

"My eyes are no different from ordinary people." Ming Yun interrupted him, his tone full of non-refusal.

He wanted to be an ordinary person, a person who could blend into this world, so he volunteered to smooth out the edges and corners.

When it came to worshipping the temple, Yun Mi didn't hide that Yan had no return. On that day, she was just dressed up and ready to slip out of the harem gate, and the palace had long been accustomed to His Majesty coming like this, and they all turned a blind eye, but fortunately, the world was still peaceful.

"Don't get a little more sleep?"

Yun Mi saw Yan Wugui slowly putting on his clothes, and raised his eyes to look over.

"Come with you."

"Are you still afraid that I will run away with Chu Buxiu?"

Yun Mi laughed, ran over and lay on the side of the bed to look at him, Yan Wugui was wearing a belt, and the clothes on his upper body were still messy, which could cover two points, revealing a piece of spring. Yun Mi's heart moved, and he reached out and touched two handfuls of his abdomen.

"It feels so good."

"Old ruffian."

Yan Wugui laughed and pressed her hand that was about to be withdrawn: "You touch it again, there are other treasures, it feels better." ”

". Rogue. Yun Mi's face turned red, and the tips of her ears gradually became a circle of powder.

Yan Wugui raised her chin with two fingers, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead: "The personality doesn't match, how can you fall in love." You're lustful, and I'll keep up with you. ”

"Nonsense, nonsense."

Yunmi evaluates this.

Yan Wugui didn't say anything, put off the quilt and got out of bed with long legs, picked up the coat of the hanger, his expression was no longer as relaxed as when he laughed, he pursed his lips tightly, and frowned lightly: "If you want to say that Chu Buxiu is just to go to worship a temple, I categorically don't believe it." ”

"Take a step, look at a step?"

Yun Mi leaned against the ground, his arms resting on the bed behind his back. She is dressed in men's clothes, and her feminine face and suave style are really romantic.

Yan Wugui's throat rolled, and her mind was full of messes and wrinkles of her neat clothes.

"Let's go."

Yun Mi didn't give him this chance, and got up with his hands behind his back.

"Gone."

Yan Wugui pressed the top of her head and rubbed her heart a little. Yun Mi didn't care, so he went out with his careless hair.

Chu Buxiu had already prepared a carriage and waited at the gate of the General's Mansion, and when they came, Yun Mi only opened the curtain and nodded distantly at Chu Buxiu. Behind the curtain, Yan Wugui's eyes were cold and indifferent but extremely aggressive, Chu Buxiu glanced at Yan Wugui across the clouds, and got into the car.

They went one after the other, and the carriage creaked over the bluestone slabs.

Walking all the way through the bustling streets, to the remote mountain suburbs, Yun Mi looked at the depressed scenery outside: "This man will not assassinate us." I haven't heard of any famous temples in this place. ”

"Lend him ten guts."

Yan Wugui rubbed the jade pendant on his waist, which was thrown to him by Yun Mi, and the word "return" was engraved on it.

He was originally called No Return, but now he has a way back.

I don't know how long I walked around and around, but I really let Chu Buxiu find a temple in this place where birds don't. Yunmi was stunned when he came down.

This temple looks like it has not been incense for a long time, and the stone boys guarding the temple outside are already overgrown with weeds. Although the temple did not collapse, Yun Mi felt that it was soon. Can this place still go to bad luck? It's good not to attract ghosts.

Chu Buxiu didn't introduce the purpose of their coming here, but he suddenly paused as he walked forward, he looked at the plaque at his feet, and helped it to the side.

The handwriting on the plaque made of cinnabar sunken wood is a little blurred because of the wind and rain, and it is faintly visible, writing: Yunjiang Xian.

Is there such a number one deity?

After passing through countless worlds, Yun Mi felt that this trip was really insightful.

The temple smells damp and old. As soon as Yun Mi stepped in, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable and very depressed.

Chu Buxiu spread his hands, and the little servant who followed him immediately took the prepared incense candles.

The statue sitting in the main hall is a standing woman, pretending to be flattering, with her breasts half exposed. The picture behind me depicts a mountain from nowhere, undulating and majestic. Near it is a river, which for some reason uses red paint.

The statue of the goddess sat down and squatted two beast-shaped things, one like a unicorn and another like a lion, with a bell carved around its neck. The other appears to have been deliberately destroyed, leaving only two humanoid legs.

Chu didn't stop bowing, lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

He looked up at the idol, his eyes dark.

After Yan Wugui came in, he was like a demon, looking directly at the statue, Yun Mi frowned, and tiptoed his head to hold his head: "Don't look." ”

Whose god is so indecent, no wonder its temple is abandoned like this. I'm afraid it's not an evil god.

"Do you want to worship?"

"Why do I worship such wild gods?"

Yun Mi's words were not polite at all.

Chu Buxiu raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke, and his smile became more and more inexplicable.

He folded his hands and looked at the idol as he became serious, and said, "This is not a wild god. ”

"She's ......"

Chu Buxiu pursed his lips and smiled: "It's a great immortal." ”

Fooling people does not carry such a thing.

Yun Mi said: "Yun Jiang Immortal, is he a water god? ”

Chu Buxiu turned his head to look at Yun Mi, his eyes were full of puzzlement, and asked, "You really don't have any impression?" ”

"Why should I have an impression."

After Yun Mi finished saying this, he suddenly remembered Chu endless's painting.

In the three thirteen pictures of hell, except for the place that has not changed, there is one person who has not changed. It's just that the scribbled depiction of Yun Mi only thought that it was the little ghost who was taking care of hell, and now that it was mentioned like this, she raised her head and suddenly substituted for the goddess fairy in front of her.

"If you want to say that she is a god of water, it may not be. After all, she was born in the Yunjiang Blood Pool. ”

That's true.

The corners of Chu Buxiu's lips curled, his eyes were heavy, and he turned his head and said, "She still has a name, Yun Mi, guess what it's called." ”