Inside the boudoir on the second floor

Du Moyan sat quietly and looked at Sanqi who had changed his outfit.

"Love is a thing that makes people change so much..."Du Moyan sighed

"Sanqi should be on duty!" Du Moyan felt that the downstairs was almost crowded with ghosts, and Sanqi hadn't crossed the ghosts for three days.

"Oh!" Sanqi briefly recovered from his heavy thoughts, and was about to stand up but froze.

"Sanqi? Three-seven? Du Moyan called

"Fake monk..."Sanqi's dim eyes looked at Du Moyan

"Alas!" Du Moyan was silent, and he didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong?

"Forget it, you can stay here!" Du Moyan said helplessly, if Meng Pozhuang doesn't send ghosts here, it won't happen in the underworld for a short time, if it takes a long time, there will definitely be ghosts to investigate. In the past three days, Du Moyan has dealt with five waves of ghosts.

It's not that Du Moyan is unwilling to help Sanqi cross these ghosts early, but that the stationing of 50,000 Yin soldiers these days has a lot of things that Du Moyan also needs to be busy with, these things are not something that Lan Sheng can do, it doesn't matter about strength, this is the rule of the underworld. Without the leadership of the hall master or the order of the king of the underworld, the Yin soldiers did not leave the underworld. After all, the military affairs of the country are important matters, even in the underworld. And when Du Moyan dealt with these things, Sanqi was already like this here.

"Zhao Yan!" Du Moyan shouted

"Lao Du!" Zhao Yan came from the front of the ghosts, these days Zhao Yan has been leading a team of Yin soldiers to guard Meng Pozhuang to maintain the peace of Meng Pozhuang, so that no one in Meng Pozhuang makes trouble.

"Tell them to line up! I'll do it! Du Moyan rubbed his head, this is a lot and I don't know how long it will take, I have a headache! But it's all your choice... That's it! That's it!

The yang scroll unfolded, and under the deterrence of Zhao Yi and a group of yin soldiers, a group of ghosts honestly lined up in front of Du Moyan, and Du Moyan was sent to Hades according to the Yang scroll records and judged, and those who could not enter reincarnation were directly annihilated by Du Moyan. also left a few to serve as food for Sanqi, and Du Moyan asked a few Yin soldiers to take them down and wash them into the pot. He sent someone to Sanqi's room, but he put it where he went, and he didn't move.

In front of the Sanqi door, Du Moyan hesitated whether to knock on the door. If you enter by yourself, you have to say something. Love is also a novice himself, but he doesn't know how to explain himself.

"Fake monk, let me stay alone for a while!" Sanqi's voice came from inside the house

"Oh good... Then you remember to eat it! No matter what you do, you have the strength to do it and think after eating. Du Moyan looked inside the room and finally turned around and left.

Inside the house

After Du Moyan left, Sanqi took the food on the table, took a simple bite, and remembered the sweet person in his mind again.

Reminiscing about the old days

He said that his senior sister was sick and died, so he came to this Yellow Spring to wait for him, and then he said that he was also to see him, and Changsheng said that I was also friends with him. I was a little sluggish when I heard his words, and I don't know why my heart was so sad at this time.

I kind of hated myself for being so stupid at this time. How I wish I hadn't seen it, I hadn't heard.

Then Changsheng took out a painting, which was not painted with the many delicacies in the mortal world that Changsheng had painted for me in the past. is a very beautiful woman, and the beauty of the woman is even comparable to that of A-Niang. It's a pity that he is so ugly, and there is no way to compete with that woman.

Later, I asked Changsheng how similar this painting is to her? Changsheng said that it was about seven or eight points, and I couldn't help but marvel in my heart, seven or eight points are similar, and the painting is so beautiful, so wouldn't she herself be even more beautiful. But think about it, Changsheng is such a sweet person who makes people happy to watch, and only a beautiful woman like this can match him.

Later, I asked Changsheng for a painting and hung it in my room. I watched day by day, dressing myself up according to the makeup on the painting, trying to make myself more like the person in the painting.

Painting so beautiful... No matter how much I dress, I don't feel enough. They all feel inferior to her.

There is a break day in the underworld, and lights are placed everywhere in the underworld at this time. The lamp bears the name of the person he misses.

"How?" Du Moyan looked at Sanqi with a dull face, holding a Kong Ming lantern: "Ready to put a lamp for Changsheng, so that he can see it and come to see you?" ”

"Fake monk, don't laugh!" Sanqi's voice was very calm, even a little sad, "It's strange, I should have laughed when I heard the words of the fake monk, but why didn't I laugh at all as if I was pressed by a boulder in my heart." ”

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"Huh! Silly girl! Du Mo's words were choked. Some regret the decision they made, "If I had known, I would have let you eat him earlier!" ”

"I don't eat it!" Sanqi said firmly

"Alas! Go and put a lamp on your immortality! Du Moyan waved his hand and did not argue with the current Sanqi.

"This is Ah Xiang's lamp! It's not mine, and this lamp is just a thought, and it won't be seen by anyone, let alone how can the lamp put in the underworld float to the mortal world? Sanqi's tone did not change in the slightest, his eyes fluctuated slightly, looking at the sky but not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

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Three days later

Immortality still hasn't come, but my Manjusha has blossomed, but I don't know why all its leaves have fallen off. I tried to ask the reason for immortality, but he didn't come, and I couldn't look for him. Thinking about it, Sanqi forgot that in the past, he often asked Du Moyan about Manshu Shahua's questions, but now he didn't know why he ignored Du Moyan's existence.

Time goes by little by little, without stopping for anyone. It's been thirteen days... But there is still no figure of Changsheng. I dress up like the one in the painting every day, and I wait like this every day.

These days, I've learned one thing. As long as a person has tasted the sweetness, he can no longer bear the bitterness.

Sanqi slowly put down the food in his hand, and looked at the appearance of himself trying his best to dress up in the mirror, which was still far from the painting! Although Changsheng said that his eyes were like him, he was only like him after all, and he was not her after all!

"Are you right or wrong?" Du Moyan looked bitterly at the door, sitting quietly in front of the door, looking at Sanqi in the distance, "Let's go!" Cease! It's all today, and again... Let's see for a few more days! ”

"Your Excellency!" Lan Sheng and Zhao Yan came from the rear

"Let's go! Don't bother her! Du Moyan turned around and left...