"But I still think that you are the Emperor of Filial Piety, Liu Ying."

Listening to Wen Jiuzhi's inference, Liu Ying, the young emperor, was stunned, but still picked up the wine cup in front of him and handed it to the former who said these things calmly, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to let Wen Jiuzhi take the old wine he handed over, take a sip, and then stretched out the tip of his tongue, choking tears welled up.

"Phew, this wine still tastes so strong after so many years, I really don't know how that shameless dog thing drank it."

Of course, it refers to a certain immortal who is now pillowing the knees of a beautiful woman in the heavenly realm, and has sneezed for some reason.

Getting back to the point, after a short silence, Liu Ying still shook her head helplessly, and inevitably let out a sigh of admiration:

"The fairy really doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, and you can see the dynasty I live in from the clothes, but you are right, I have indeed been listened to by the queen mother for many years, and I only dare to be angry and dare not speak out about her old man's arbitrary behavior. In those days, as long as I close my eyes, the tragic situation after Mrs. Qi was killed will appear in my mind, but I can't do anything, she won't listen to my admonitions and pleas at all, in my eyes, the queen mother is a brutal person, but she has laid the rule of Wenjing, compared to me, who has mediocre political achievements, it is really much better, where am I qualified to comment on her old man? ”

Looking at the gradually dimming look on Liu Ying's face, Wen Jiuzhi couldn't help but take another sip of wine, frowning and feeling the spicy burning throat from the tip of his tongue, he was silent for a moment, but he still couldn't swallow it, and spit on the sand sideways.

It's not that he doesn't want to endure the slightest pain from this star, but ...... He felt a hint of ominousness.

However, the young emperor in front of him didn't react, he looked up at the eclipse moon in the sky, and didn't notice Wen Jiuzhi's strange appearance, reflecting on whether he had said too many disrespectful words just now.

"You don't dare to mention it, but you still said it to me, it seems that you are not a person who is willing to be used, and you are good at suppressing your anger and ambition in the bottom of your heart, which is not a good thing, and it may be the real reason why you died of depression."

"You're right, but I've been wandering around the world for so many years, seeing through the troubles of the world, and thinking that if someone could judge my sins in life and let me be free, it would be right for me to tell you what I have experienced and what I really want in my heart. There was no one around me who could be trusted during my lifetime, so I didn't dare to express it in front of outsiders, and I wanted to indulge once after I died, hoping that I could be forgiven. ”

It was only at this time that Liu Ying turned around and showed an extremely clear and flawless pure smile to Wen Jiuzhi, without a trace of impurities.

It's a delicate boy, dissipating the sorrow between his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth are upturned, which is really good-looking.

Wen Jiuzhi, who has been isolated from the world for too long, didn't know how to comfort him for a while, and when he thought about it carefully, what was cured by this smile should be him, an old bird who had been imprisoned for too long and had gradually forgotten his true feelings.

"What's your obsession?" As soon as Wen Jiuzhi finished the first half of the sentence, he immediately felt that something was wrong, raised his hand to stroke his lips, struggled for a moment, shook his head, and decided to say it differently, "Do you have anything you need me to help you do?" ”

Unexpectedly, Liu Ying had a smile on her face, but she lowered her eyelids and shook her head, looking well-behaved, which made Wen Jiuzhi quickly like this sensible child.

"Nope. They all said that only people who had a lot of resentment in life could not be reincarnated after death, so I reflected on it, maybe I also had a grudge against the queen mother, but these negative emotions had already dissipated when I met the immortals, if not, I would not give up the title of 'I', and call myself 'I'. ”

Hearing this, Wen Jiuzhi subconsciously touched his almost paralyzed cheek, rubbed it, and had a few more question marks in his heart.

He really didn't know that his face could make people let go of their grievances, but a person with a gentle temperament like Liu Ying would really have resentments that he couldn't be reincarnated before he died?

To be honest, he didn't believe it, even if there were ghosts who were hysterical and screaming in front of him to complain about the injustice of fate, why did this young emperor seem so different?

In doubt, Wen Jiuzhi still raised his hand and pulled Liu Ying's arm, lifted his sleeve and pulled it on his wrist, supported the slender wrist with one hand, and gently touched the latter's pulse with the index finger and middle finger of the other hand.

Smooth, but unusually slow.

Sure enough, as he expected, among Liu Ying's three souls and seven spirits, there was a lack of an extremely important central spirit.

People have three souls and seven spirits, and so do ghosts, these three souls and seven spirits make up ten essences, and only when they are integrated can there be living souls and dead souls, if the living people are missing one soul, they are stupid and disabled, but if the dead are missing the soul, they cannot enter reincarnation, and they cannot be reincarnated.

It seems that Liu Ying does not exist in the world because of his own obsession, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't, he has lost the spirit of the center, and he can't even return to his hometown, so he can only wander in prison before his death, draw the ground as a prison, and watch the people he knows grow old and the dynasty changes, but he can't stop his gaze.

No wonder after so many years, he can still remember every bit of his life, but he has not lost his mind and turned into a ghost.

He doesn't even have the qualifications to become a ghost.

It is also thanks to this that Wen Jiuzhi can see the gentle young emperor, I really don't know whether to be happy or sorry for him.

The long talk between the two did not wait for the change of things around them, Wen Jiuzhi knew that the sky of this Qiyang realm would not change again, the demon wind blowing in his face was still scorching, and the only one who could make changes was himself.

He remembered that three thousand years ago, when he was still soaring in the nine heavens above the secluded capital as a Xuanniao, he sang the song "Heavenly Destiny Xuanniao, Descending to Birth Business" in "Three Hundred Poems", and always hoped that someone who would survive the suffering of the world would appear.

He still wanted to, but he didn't want that person to be him.

Troublesome, tired, he's a lazy bird.

Whenever he looked at Liu Ying's clear eyes, he would magnify the crystal into a blue ocean, and the blue eyes of the little girl Jingwei echoing the East China Sea flashed in his mind, eccentric, sticking out her tongue at him:

"Brother Xuanniao, Xianzun told me that Emperor Yu's second concubine Jian Di swallowed your essence by mistake to give birth to the business contract, so you are the ancestor of the merchant, rounding up is the ancestor of the descendants of Yin Shang, Xianzun handed over this task of crossing people's misery to you, and it is reasonable."

Fart him......

Ahem, vulgar words naturally can't come out of the mouth of a high-minded and arrogant divine bird like him.

"Commanded, ordered......"