Pu Jia had planned to take Xingyou over and take a closer look. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Mu Yu took the lead and took Xingyou from the palm of the demon.

Mu Yu brought his eyes to Xingyou and stared at it for a long time, but he didn't find anything special, so he handed Xingyou back to the demon.

"Pu Jia, are you going to take a look at it too?" The demon took Xingyou, handed it to Pu Jia, and asked.

Pu Jia nodded, reached out again, and took Xingyou over.

The moment Xingyou started it, it was an unexpected warm touch, which was the opposite of the coldness that the stone should have.

Pu Jia felt the flow of spiritual power in Xingyou attentively, only to see that his brows were tight, and he suddenly said: "Demon, there is actually residual soul energy in this Xingyou?" ”

The demon nodded and said: "Earlier, when I was fighting with Xiangliu, I recalled many details at that time, if I remember correctly, after the ink painting and Luan'er burned the true spirit, they both turned into a streamer and were gathered by Xingyou, I guess that light may be a wisp of their remnant soul, but I am not sure of my judgment." ”

After listening to the demon's words, Pu Jia once again used her spiritual power to investigate this Xingyou, and finally affirmed the demon's judgment, there are indeed traces of the soul in Xingyou.

"Let's not talk about the remnants of the soul power in Xingyou, whether it really belongs to Mohua and Luan'er, even if it is really their remnant soul, with such a weak soul power, it is impossible to resurrect them." Pu Jia spoke her judgment.

"What if you can still find Luan'er's soul?" The demon continued to meet Pu Jia's gaze, "The seven-tailed luan bird, hidden in Ling, seven tails and seven spirits. ”

"Back then, Luan'er folded a feather in order to ask Xuanqing to diagnose the ink painting, and there was still a piece of her soul hidden in this tail feather."

"But after all, the age is long, the world is big, where should we go, to find this soul?" Pu Jia asked.

The demon also noticed that Pu Jia's wording was "we" instead of "you".

Although the demon was still angry because of the name, she still felt a warm heart when she heard Pu Jia say this.

Once upon a time, I was so eager to hope that she would become the "we" in Pu Jia's mouth, and these desires are now within her reach.

Perhaps noticing the demon demon's suddenly softened gaze, Mu Yu hurriedly cleared his throat and said to Pu Jia in a cold voice: "You better hurry up and deal with the affairs in the sect, the demon won't bother here." ”

After that, he put his hand on the demon's shoulder, changed his face and immediately changed his tone, and said gently: "Don't say it's Luozhou, it's the endless sea of bitterness, and the master of Lechuan will accompany you on a journey." ”

The demon glanced at Mu Yu angrily, and then moved his gaze to Pu Jia's face again, only this time, his gaze softened a lot.

"Pu Jia, the beast tide has just receded, whether it is Mengzezong or Zhongzhou, there will definitely be a lot of urgent matters to deal with, you don't have to worry about me. It's a long way to get to Luozhou, and even if I get to Luozhou, I'll stay there for a while, so that I can go to Jishitang to inquire about Xuanqing's news and the whereabouts of Tail Ling. ”

Hearing this, Pu Jia nodded and said, "I will arrange the aftermath of the sect and Zhongzhou as soon as possible, and rush to meet you." ”

The demon didn't say anything more, but Mu Yu snorted disdainfully, and said casually: "You'd better be busy for a year and a half, maybe you can catch up with the master's happy wine." ”

When the demon heard this, he knew that Mu Yu was joking with her again, so he clenched his fists and gave him a chestnut punch.

"Little incense, next time you talk nonsense, don't blame the demon for being polite." The demon pretended to be fierce and said.

Mu Yu covered his head and said with an aggrieved face: "What am I talking nonsense? ”

"Don't pretend to be confused, who wants to drink happy wine with you?" The demon waved his small fist again as a warning.

"The master just said that he drank the happy wine, and he didn't say that he was drinking the happy wine of the two of us!" Mu Yu suddenly smiled slyly and continued, "Could it be that you have already acquiesced and want to marry me?" ”

The demon didn't know how to refute it for a while, and after thinking about it carefully, he really didn't mention it, and this wine was his own.

Just when the demon didn't know how to argue for a while, Pu Jia suddenly spoke: "I don't know if this Mr. Mu has ever heard a word?" ”

"What?" Not to be outdone, Mu Yu met Pu Jia's gaze.

"A gentleman has never put paper kites in the bamboo forest." Pu Jia said expressionlessly.

"What do you mean?" Mu Yu was slightly stunned.

"It means that a gentleman never messes around." Pu Jia preached slowly and leisurely.

Hearing Pu Jia's explanation, Mu Yu suddenly realized, and he said angrily and annoyedly: "You actually said that the young master is messing around? ”

Pu Jia still had a light and breezy expression: "I didn't say that, I just said that a gentleman won't mess around." ”

Seeing Mu Yu deflated, the demon burst out laughing, she patted Mu Yu's shoulder comfortingly, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiangxiang is so handsome, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a beautiful girl, as for the gentleman, we should not be." ”

When the demon said the last few words, he deliberately lengthened his tone, and he was even more angry.

"Demon, the master remembers you." Mu Yu gritted his teeth and continued, "When I take you to eat hot pot in the future, I will not add sesame sauce to you!" ”

The last sentence, impartial, just hit the demon's "life knot". The last moment was a triumphant face full of spring breeze, and the next moment it immediately became gloomy and misty, cloudy and rainy.

"Just a spoonful, okay?" The demon gently tugged at the corner of Mu Yu's clothes, and the voice of begging was almost inaudible.

Looking at her sad and bitter face, Mu Yu's previous resentment was swept away, and he nodded proudly: "Yes, yes, but it still depends on your performance." ”

The joys and sorrows of Pu Jia and Mu Yu are not connected, and the conversation between the demon and Mu Yu suddenly makes Pu Jia realize that she is no longer all in the memory of the demon demon, and her experience with Mu Yu, the tone and topic of their chat, are all past that she cannot perceive or participate in.

Thinking of this, Pu Jia's heart was once again filled with that indescribable emotion, like boredom but not just boredom, like sadness but not only sadness.

This was so long ago that he had forgotten that he had this sentiment a hundred years ago—and at that time, Momoko had just left the governor's mansion.

Pu Jia said goodbye to the demon and Mu Yu and rushed back to Yunmeng Mountain.

The demon pulled Mu Yu and went to the time-honored store in the south of the city that has been focusing on shabu for a hundred years.

In the demon's own words, he is about to leave Zhongzhou, and he may not be able to eat such authentic copper pot shabu in the future, so it is better to eat a few more meals while he hasn't left yet.