Alone in the mountains for a thousand years, the heart of the Tao is as strong as a rock. However, at a glance in the underworld, every inch was chaotic, and the deer pounced.

The bright moon is often accompanied, watching the snow for thousands of years, between the moonlight and the snow, you are the third kind of stunning color, for me, the sun, moon and stars, Qing is the fourth kind of rare.

Since the ascension, there are three major regrets: the immortals have many affairs, the bright moon is often lacking, and there is no you by your side.

The savages in the mountains are extremely vulgar, and they don't know how high the sky is for a long time, and they feel terrified to come to this book, and I hope the girl will not be strange.

Tea does not quench thirst, and the red line fails.

Since then, the admiration has finally been ...... Hidden in the years.

"Smack~"

A large teardrop dripped into the freshly boiled tea.

From this moment on, Meng Po gave up......

"Hiccup~"

Yue Lao belched for a long time and laughed miserably: "Lao Tzu can't stop her from running to someone better than Lao Tzu!" ”

"But Lao Tzu just thinks that no one is worthy of her except Lao Tzu!" His voice was a little choked: "But what's the use? Obviously, Lao Tzu will not keep it, but she wants to leave......"

"What can Lao Tzu do...... Father...... I don't know......"

“......”

The little scholar carefully covered the fox fur shawl, looked at the old man who was already drunk to death, shook his head and muttered in a low voice: "The relationship is really strange......

"Some people don't like her and don't let her go, while some people like her...... but let her go. ”

"Oh~" Yue Lao suddenly screamed and turned over.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart. Perhaps, people who have not experienced it feel very ordinary when they hear these words, and they don't hurt or itch. But the hearts of those who have experienced it have already burst into tears, and every word is tinkling and beating on the soul.

Is there a moment when you feel sorry for my attachment?

Was there a moment when you understood my humility?

Was there a moment when you saw through my helplessness?

Is there a moment when you feel my extreme?

Have you ever thought about spending time with me for a long time?

Is there a moment when you also want to be brave and give me the affection I crave.

White tea Qinghuan has nothing else to do, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you.

If the wine folds and the willows are separated today, there is no wind, no moon and no you.

......

In the end, Meng Po gave up her face, and she has not changed for more than 2,000 years! There are tens of millions of words in the belly, and there are only a few strokes in the book!

Two thousand years, it seems extremely far away, but in fact, it is just a snap of a finger.

"Can the immortals help me calculate my marriage?"

"Haha~ Tell Lao Tzu directly that you have taken a fancy to that immortal?"

"Brother Yue~ help me take a look."

"And me, and me, immortals~"

“......”

Surrounded by a large number of fairies, the old days of the moon certainly passed quickly.

Only occasionally, staring at that unique and soulless red thread, he would also shake his head......

"Okay, okay, let's all disperse, the immortals need to rest" The little scholar counted the hours and coaxed the fairies who were pestering the old moon away.

"Let's come back tomorrow~"

"The immortals have to rest~"

“......”

Personally sending off the reluctant fairies, the white-haired man turned around and returned to the acacia tree, and the little scholar had already set up a table of wine and food for him.

"Okay, it's all gone, sit down and have a drink with Lao Tzu!" Yue Lao waved his hand at the little scholar.

Hearing this, the little scholar didn't twist, sat down with a butt, and poured himself a wine bottle with a wine jug. is familiar with the road, obviously for him, it is a habit for him to accompany the old man to drink.

Repeating the same thing every day, following the same routine as yesterday. If you can avoid violent joy, you will not have a great deal of sorrow.

Full of wine and food, and following the usual practice, the little scholar began to clean up the mess quickly, while the white-haired man turned over and climbed the acacia tree.

With a light breeze on his face, Yue Lao put his arms under his head, leaning against the thick branches of the acacia tree, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked like he was enjoying it:

"The bright moon in the heavenly realm is slightly lacking, Lao Tzu has just eaten, there is wind tonight, are you boiling tea soup? Lao Tzu misses you. ”

......

Unlike the peace of the heavenly realm, many things have happened in the underworld in the past two thousand years.

That year, Fan Wusu accompanied Xie Bi'an to the underworld to be a little ghost......

That year, in order to find his younger sister, Qi Qi joined forces with Rakshasa to steal the magic weapon Yin-Yang Mirror......

That year, Fan Wusu and Xie Bi'an became handsome and impermanent, and the seventh master and the eighth master were born......

That year, Rakshasa forcibly broke through the ghost gate for Xie Bi'an, saying that he was an impermanent woman......

That year, the entire underworld knew that Fan Wusu liked Xie Bi'an......

That year, Fan Wusu, who was holding a yin-yang mirror, released ten big demons in a row......

That year, in order to save the darkness and impermanence, the son of Yin Tianzi broke through the eighteenth layer of purgatory with one thought......

Wide-backed and round-waisted, wearing a good blue silk official uniform. King Qin Guang finally woke up from shock: "...... That's enough! Shut up! ”

"Qiang~"

At some point, he had an extra blade in his hand.

Pacing, King Qin Guang pointed at the nine great yin handsome: "Listen to you!" ”

"This king followed the Son of Heaven to raise troops from the Netherworld Mountain, and one chain and one sword can drop six thousand soldiers without a fight. The Son of Heaven is invincible, invincible, several years of conquest, defeated the Son of Heaven in the underworld before Zhenbao Zhai, and imprisoned him in the sixth layer of Bao Zhai! ”

"Boom~" The hearts of the nine Yin Shuai were turbulent, and they really never knew such secrets.

"It's just that the eighteenth layer of purgatory has been destroyed, and billions of evil ghosts have escaped! I still have hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers in the underworld! ”

"At this moment, they are fighting bloodily, and they are saving the underworld regardless of life and death! And what are you doing? Handsome Lord! ”

The angry rebuke rang like a bronze bell, and all the yin handsomes woke up like a dream.

"King Qin Guang is angry, I'll go to the underworld to suppress the evil ghosts!"

"King Qin Guang is angry!"

"Humph!" Heng Mei was cold, and King Qin Guang returned the sharp blade in his hand to the sheath: "The ten yin handsome listen to the order!" ”

"The bull's head is here!"

"The leopard's tail is here!"

"The horse is here!"

"The day tour is here!"

“......”

Nine times in a row, the nine yin handsomes made a move.

"This king ordered the nine of you to return to the underworld to suppress the evil spirits and inform Meng ...... of the affairs of the world After Shen! ”

"Wear a guilty body, don't dare to disobey!"

......

"Alas~"

The sound of breaking the air sounded one after another, King Qin Guang looked at the departing backs of the Yin handsomes and sighed, turned around and bent down to help the Yin Tianzi Yu half-sitting, and said softly: "It's okay Tianzi, it's okay in the underworld, it's okay." ”

Yin Tianzi smiled miserably: "Actually...... It's all my own doing......"

Hearing this, King Qin Guang clenched his fists, his eyes turned red, and he suddenly let out a low roar: "You shut up for me!" ”

After finishing speaking, Qi Qi in the distance couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, King Qin Guang had already hidden his face from tears, and bowed his head to the Yin Tianzi and muttered again: "It's okay Tianzi, the underworld will be fine...... It's okay ...... hell."

This year, the world was devastated, but there was an old woman in front of the bridge who said to the extra tea soup in her hand:

There was once a person who called himself Lao Tzu and said to her with tears on his face, it really can't be done without her, and later she also humbled others like this, which is deserved!

(End of chapter)

That year, the white-haired man had not yet grown old, and he was still high-spirited and fearless......