"Zhuhua?"

Wan Buyu sat on the fence of the balcony, smoking a cigarette and looking at Zhuhua.

"Who!"

Zhuhua was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw that he was dressed in black, and he almost fainted without being frightened.

Finally calming down, Zhuhua smiled embarrassedly, "Let me guess... You... It's Jizo's grandfather, right? Unexpectedly... Grandpa Jizo is a young lady..."

"This king also has a male appearance, do you want to see it?"

Wan Buyu's tone was cold, not at all like a joke.

"No, no, no, no... I'm afraid to die. ”

Zhu Hua shook his head again and again, "I heard what the worm said today, but I didn't take it seriously, but now that I see you, I believe it... So, Grandpa Jizo, are you going to take me to the underworld? Am I going to die? ”

"That's not the case."

Wan Buyu shrugged, "This king came to the mortal world this time to look for someone. I just happened to find you, so let's take a look. ”

"Looking for someone?"

Zhu Hua was puzzled, "Could it be that what did I do in my last life?" ”

"You, have you ever heard of the wood god Jumang?"

"I know, the god who rules the spring."

Zhuhua did hear of it, "I heard the old man say, the wood god Jumang, I don't know why the ashes are gone, so the Emperor of Heaven issued a decree, and there is no spring in the world for three years."

But later, no one succeeded to the position of the wood god Jumang, so there was no spring in the world, although there were other four gods to help all things grow, but in the end, it was not as good as half of the wood god Jumang. ”

"The little kid knows a lot."

Wan Buyu was a little surprised, is this a coincidence? Still is...

"Then do you know the relationship between this king and him?"

Wan Buyu suddenly wondered how much this thing knew.

"Relationship? Probably... Calculate... Colleague? It's just that the wood god Jumang is a god, and Grandpa Jizo is in the underworld, so he doesn't usually see each other, right? "Sister Literature Network

Zhu Hua tilted his head, "It can't be a brother and sister, right?" ”

"He's the king's ex-husband."

Wan Bu was stupid, and watched Zhuhua's face turn from white to green with amusement.

"Before... Ex!? You guys... You're still getting married!? It's not about ... What do you want to cut off the red dust, kill the life and death calamity, or something... Is that so? ”

The impact of this relationship was too great, and Zhu Hua didn't catch it, and they all stumbled.

"You've seen too much."

Wan Buyu said lightly, "This is not important, you better think about it, why does this king put so many masters and don't look for it, he has to look for you." ”

"Huh? Why are you looking for me..."

Zhuhua was messy, and he suddenly told me that he didn't know where to remember.

"Zhuhua—who are you talking to? Who's out there? ”

The little worm walked out, and Wan Buyu left a message in Zhuhua's ear: "Don't tell her that you have seen this king, otherwise, this king will take you to the underworld." ”

After speaking, Wan Buyu disappeared on the balcony, just as the worm walked out, looking at Zhuhua still carrying wet clothes in his hands.

"Why? Idle? ”

The little insect stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zhuhua's eyes.

The admonition that was not stupid was still echoing in his mind, and Zhu Hua showed an ugly smile, "There was a meteor just now, I forgot to make a wish, and the sadness flowed backwards into Niagara Falls..."

"Huh!? There are shooting stars!? Don't call me either! ”

The little worm hurriedly lay on the fence and looked around.

Wan Buyu sat in mid-air, and when he saw that the little insect was looking forward to the meteor so much, he threw the cigarette butt in his hand out fiercely, turning into a beautiful meteor.

"Ahh See! Make a wish, make a wish! ”

Xiao Worm excitedly took Zhuhua's hand, hugged it in his heart, and whispered, "I hope we can win the lottery... Winning the lottery... Not five million more is enough..."

"Oh, no matter who you wish to get rich, it won't help you achieve it, stupid mortals..."