The four-character words of the woman in his arms were disturbed by the four-character words of the Emperor Jue Xi sleeping peacefully on the couch. The Lord of the Six Realms has fulfilled many wishes for all sentient beings, and now he longs to stay with a woman for the rest of his life, but there is no god on his head... Alas, no, I can't make it up! ”

The dark, damp dungeon, with only a small crack in the roof of the dungeon, let in a little sunlight, reflecting the man's sickly white skin. He was born with a handsome and charming face, his expression was lazily soaked in the water, his slender wrists were wearing heavy shackles, but he waved his hand with great ease, so that the words glowing with golden light in the air were arranged in a string according to order, making up a boring story of the emperor and the goddess.

"Forget it, forget it! This story is enough for her to dream about for decades! ”

The man frowned slightly, and as he sighed, the words floating in the air in front of him instantly gathered in the palm of his hand like dust grains.

"Go, little darling! Let your sister Taozhi have a good dream, the longer you dream, the better! ”

The man's words were gently blown into the palm of his hand, and the tens of thousands of words were like torn petals, one after another, along the only gap in the prison that penetrated the light, and I didn't know where to go.

The bubbling water soaked the man's long flowing hair, drowning into his muscular chest that roamed beneath his white clothes. The man looked at these words that floated out like flying flotsam, and his heart was extremely happy, and even the snake's tail that was exposed on the other side of the pool also made a leisurely splash.

"It looks like I picked the right time, you're in a good mood today!"

At that time, there was another man's vicissitudes in the dark and damp dungeon, and his stern and cold gaze was unhurriedly fixed on the person (snake) who was soaking in the pool, half human and half snake, to be exact.

The man is facing this snake demon who has still looked the same for decades, and he can't sigh that the years are urging people to grow old when he is connected to the wrinkles that are gradually climbing up the corners of his eyes. He hadn't bumpered with the snake demon's previous moves, but he had caught the pleasant smile on its face. So with decades of doubt, its name was called.

"Ah Jin, so many years! Are you really going to say nothing? ”

"How many times have you asked, are you annoyed......

Ah Jin, who was still lazy in the pool, suddenly became irritable when he saw this man who always visited him several times a year.

He stood up suddenly, and his handsome face turned into a snake's head. The unchanged human body: around the neck, hands, and waist, the binding chains rattled and rolled in a pool of muddy water. The hiss of Ah Jin's snake head spitting out a slender red letter shook the room, and it was also venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Wild and untamable......"

The man's expression was as usual, and he didn't look surprised. He saw Ah Jin who was crazy inside through the iron fence thicker than his wrist, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a significant curvature of ridicule. Then he took out the walkie-talkie pinned to his waist and opened his mouth unhurriedly.

"Add fifty pounds of sulfur to the pool......"

"Oh, don't... Other... Don't! Gu Zhun, Brother Gu is joking, don't take it seriously!"

Ah Jin listened to the man's words, and called the other party's name almost flatteringly. He immediately put away his bloody mouth and turned back into that demonic face that is suitable for both men and women, young and old. Then he voluntarily soaked back in the pool, continuing his previous lazy posture.

"Ah Jin, if you don't want to suffer, just say something useful......"

"Alas,..."

Ah Jin's good-looking brows furrowed slightly, he picked up a comfortable position and leaned against the edge of the pool, raised his shackled hands to play with his long wet hair, and opened his mouth leisurely.

"My name was chosen by my master, about two thousand years ago, I was in the Snow Mountain Cultivation Tribulation was beaten back to its original form by the Heavenly Thunder. She passed by and saw me a little green snake piercing in the ice and snow, and saved my life. Later, I felt that I was a little bored, so I took me as an apprentice and took me to practice to pass the time......"

Ah Jin said as he spoke, his originally gloomy gaze a little more bright. His master was so lazy that he had never thought of naming him for hundreds of years of cultivation, just "you", "hey", "who" and so on were called for hundreds of years. Until one day, Ah Jin asked for his name, and the lazy master said that since he was a green snake, he would be called Ah Jin. Ah Jin was not very happy with the name, and he didn't know what his master thought. However, he has always survived under the pressure of his master, and there is no room for resistance, so he has to accept it silently. So he continued.

"The three thousand worlds and all living beings have a place to belong. My Master came from where he came and went to there. She loves peach blossoms, and she loves to eat peaches. Occasionally, I will pick a few ghosts for a change of taste. I move from time to time, and my temper is very bad! According to you humans, it's weird and perverted. Probably in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, I really couldn't stand her strange temper. So I fooled a bandit who was on the other side at that time and dug up the tomb of an ancient king and locked my master inside. If you have nothing to do, you can look for it, and if you are lucky enough to find my master, you may be able to find the answer you want! ”

"Where is that tomb?"

Gu Zhun couldn't help but think of a few decades ago, when he caught a young and handsome temple in a small temple in a poor mountain village, Ah Jin. He recalled that the temple was dedicated to the hideous face of the Ten Halls of Yama, and the main seat of the main hall was a tattered portrait of a cardamom girl who was out of place with the hideous and gloomy temple. Now that I think about it, the girl in this portrait should be the master in Ah Jin's mouth. Gu Zhun was even more curious about where Ah Jin's master was, and he actually snatched the incense of the Ten Palaces of the Yama King in a grand manner.

"It's in the mountains behind that little ruined temple! Brother Gu, you have great powers, it couldn't be easier to find a tomb! ”

"If you dare to lie to me, I will make you unable to eat and walk around!"

Gu Zhun didn't dare to believe Ah Jin's appearance easily. After all, he had already suffered a lot of losses from this monster, and he also put away cruel words.

"Oh, the bones of the sulfur pool that have been soaked for decades are crispy, but I don't dare to lie to you again. However, in order to lock up my master, I put a lot of good things in it. So little brother, whether you have the life to get what you want depends on your own creation! ”

The smile on Ah Jin's face deepened after speaking, and a pool of water with his tail churning rattled. He didn't look like a prisoner, looking at the people outside the iron fence leisurely, and his tone was steady and indifferent, but it was chilling to people. Because he knew that Gu Zhun would definitely listen to him and go to find this tomb, and he would also keep him locked up in order to prevent him from escaping. But he laughed at the fact that the contents of the tomb were enough for him to drink a pot, not to mention that behind those things there was still his master.

At this moment, Ah Jin looked at the back of the man who turned around and then walked away, and his deep smile was even more meaningful. But his smile didn't last long, and he saw the cracks in the windows on the top of the prison, and the lines of words glowing with golden light poured in like a flood that burst the embankment, and then disappeared like a sharp sword through his body.

Ah Jin wondered about this situation, but also the blood and qi of his whole body churned and could not be suppressed, and within a moment, he spat blood and splashed on the surface of this sulfur pool. He only said that his ability to weave dreams is already perfect, and he is out of the blue. Now that the dream had not yet reached the host, it had turned back and caused him to suffer a backlash, and the plausible explanation that Ah Jin could think of was that the man who should have fallen into a deep sleep in the dream he had woven had woken up.