The third prince Tang Xuan is a completely different style from the crown prince Dusu, focusing on a simple and down-to-earth style.

He didn't pay attention to pomp and circumstance, he rode a Pegasus in front, and the long row of vehicles transporting supplies behind him was particularly conspicuous.

And the last time Dusu came over, it was the materials in storage bags, and all you saw was the luxurious and majestic four-dragon car that the prince was riding.

The materials may not be more than last time, but the psychological feeling is very different, and Tang Yu has been more sincerely welcomed by the monks of the Ruyi Palace.

The hall lord Ciheng Shenjun was as happy and cheerful as ever: "Play the fairy music ......"

Tang Yu immediately stopped: "In extraordinary times, there is no need to be extravagant and wasteful, Xianle, it should be played for the heroes when the award is made." ”

When the banquet was set up to celebrate, Tang Xuan did not hold a banquet in the main hall alone, but chose to sit with all the monks, mingle with everyone, and talk cordially.

The monks liked this kind of grassroots pragmatism, and some people quietly compared the two princes.

"It's really strange, the prince still wants to dig dung with us, but he just thinks he is high and not all the way with us."

"Mainly, the prince looks too melancholy, and he always feels that he wants to write poetry at any time, and he is not grounded......"

Shuhua almost laughed out loud when she heard this, and she was busy looking back to see what kind of wonderful person said such precise words.

She confronted a deer.

The deer was lying on the ground, with a few sticks of grass hanging from its forked antlers, its big eyes were moist, and its eyelashes were long and curled, and it looked very docile and lovely.

Seeing Shuhua looking at it, it got up and walked towards her, bowing its head politely and saluting: "Shuhua Daoyou, fortunately." ”

"Fortunately. Who are you? ”

Shuhua is quite strange, after cultivating a human body, monks rarely transform into their original forms in public, I am afraid that there is something special about this person?

"Just call me Xiao Su! Su Daji! Lu said steadily: "The task you just took has something to do with me." ”

Its companion helped explain: "Xiao Su and Ao Song are roommates, Ao Song released a mirage when he died, Xiao Su inhaled too much, and he couldn't turn into a human body." ”

It's new, and I don't know what will happen to her if she gets poisoned. What about people? What about trees?

Shuhua asked with great interest, "Can you tell me more about it?" ”

Su Daji cocked his front legs and scratched the back of his head.

"Ausson didn't mean it, he couldn't control himself. I'm just hallucinating, and I always feel like I'm still a kid, just wandering in the mountains and forests when I have nothing to do.

Habits and movements are often similar to those at that time, so they are always unable to transform into human bodies. This has been going on for five or six days, and I don't know when it will get better. ”

It begged Shuhua: "Can you take me with you?" I want to see my roommate return to his hometown safely. ”

Shuhua didn't refuse, after all, she had to cooperate with the Good Newspaper Division in this task, and she didn't know what monks would be sent over there, and it would make no difference if there was one more Su Daji.

Su Daji was particularly happy to pacing around her: "Everyone says that you are old-fashioned and warm-hearted, righteous and generous, and it is true!" I'll repay you! ”

"Which division are you? What rank is it? Come up with a task and get it yourself! How can there be such entanglement, you have to team up with someone? ”

Yunlu has an unprecedented sense of crisis, the love between men and women can no longer be counted on, and the position of teammates will be snatched away! He resolutely refused!

Su Daji immediately meekly took a few steps back, indicating avoidance.

"Has Deputy Secretary Yun forgotten his subordinates? My subordinates are the cleaners of the Evil Suppression Division, and you have taken me on a mission before, and you have praised me for being steadfast. ”

Yunlu thought seriously for a moment, and smiled reassuringly: "It's you, that's no problem." ”

He smiled a little strangely, but Shuhua was too lazy to care, and she was already rolling up quickly.

"Since Xiao Su is familiar with it, he just took us to the scene to have a look. Ah Sha is seriously injured and has not recovered, so she stays here to deal with it, so as not to look for someone. ”

The two of them avoided the crowd of revelers and walked towards the righteous hall at the foot of the mountain.

The hall was built for the deceased monks, and it was solemn, the incense was non-stop, and it was guarded and cleaned by a special person.

It's just that at this moment, the monks guarding the righteous hall also went to the summit square to attend the banquet, and only a few spirit beasts stood guard at the door.

Shuhua took out the task card and embedded it in the groove on the door, and the bronze beast head gate opened silently, revealing a long corridor.

A spirit beast stepped forward to lead the way, guiding them to the house where Austral's coffin was kept.

There was still a long way to go from the house, and the spirit beast stopped in fear.

Shuhua cautiously released a section of tendrils to explore the way, and the tendrils went all the way into the house, stopped in front of the coffin, and then turned around and drew a line on the ground.

Shuhua motioned to Yunlu and Su Daji: "Just stand within this line, you can't cross the line, it's an illusion inside." ”

She lit an incense stick made of a branch, and the cold smell like a snowy day swirled with the incense mist, and a figure gradually condensed.

It was a tall and mighty male cultivator, and he stood there melancholy, looking at the crowd, and wanted to speak.

"Aosong Daoyou, I am a monk who is about to escort you back to your hometown, if you have any wishes, you can tell me."

Shuhua produced an intricate magic seal, helping Ausone's remnant soul to condense stronger.

Ausson stared at her, holding out his fingers and swiping in the air.

The swirling mist of incense changed with his fingertips, condensing into words.

But he was halfway through writing when the incense mist suddenly dissipated without a trace, and the incense that Shuhua had lit was extinguished.

"What's going on?" Su Daji stretched out a foot in a wistful way, trying to keep his roommate.

"Someone's coming." Shuhua dodged sideways into the low-hanging curtain behind the coffin.

Yunlu and Su Daji also hurriedly followed and hid in.

Yunlu built a barrier to cover up all the aura of the three of them.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, two figures appeared in the room.

One person was wearing a yellow robe, gentle and noble, and it was Xuan Lizhu himself.

One person was wearing a narrow-sleeved robe of dark blue, with a long and strong body and delicate eyebrows, and he was the third prince of the Immortal Court.

Xuan Lizhu said: "Third Highness, I'm talking about this mirage monk, and three immortal clans have been dragged into his illusion realm...... I've tried several times but I can't do it, and the hall master is helpless. ”

Tang Yu asked, "What did Lingze Divine Monarch say?" ”

Xuan Lizhu was very embarrassed and said, "I can't invite him." ”

Tang Yu frowned: "Is there any problem?" Although he has an eccentric temper, he is not a person who cannot be saved from death. ”

"No, you're mistaken, it's me. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like me...... The matter of Xuanyou has greatly dragged down my reputation......"

Xuan Lizhu wanted to speak and stopped, lowered his head and bit his lip, and said in a low voice: "I had no choice but to come here, delusionally wanting to make a contribution and fight for a place to stand." But everyone looked down on me and said I was ......."

"Lingze Sizao is jealous and hateful, if you agree to help, it's fine, if you don't, I ......"

Two crystal teardrops rolled out and hung on the tip of Xuanli Zhu's delicate snow-white jaw, beautiful and fragile. (End of chapter)