Later, Jing Mojun and the mountain lord found out about Jialan's giving the sub-vein to the heavenly worm, and they couldn't pull down their cheeks to go to the celestial insect to get it back, so they could only hope that he would be more interested and give the sub-vein to the mountain lord by himself. But after many days, the heavenly worm did not have the slightest intention of handing over the sub-vein. The sub-vein means the future of Tong Mountain, so even the sub-vein Lan Jun of a side vein is very important.

The heavenly worm only belongs to Jialan, he is a divine servant, Jing Mojun and Lan Jun can't directly cross the mountain god to beat him, so they can only hope that Jialan can come forward to do something.

Kamisawaso.

Jialan nestled in the chaise longue, covered with several layers of thick blankets, and only a small head could be seen half-exposed.

The mountain lord knocked on the door, and the iron ring cracked, waking Jialan's dream. Jialan knew that it was Lan Jun coming, so she moved, lifted her eyelids and motioned for Shi Nan to open the door, and she nestled in the blanket again.

After a while, the copper bell outside the door rang softly in the wind, Lan Jun stepped into the room, took off his cloak and handed it to Shi Nan, and under the guidance of Wen Yuan, he walked through the hall and stopped in front of a goose-yellow veil.

Through the veil, Lan Jun could only vaguely see something huge that was almost integrated with the chaise longue swaying slowly. Seeing this scene, Lan Jun was stunned, but he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, is Jialan so chilled now?

The agarwood lit in the golden incense burner in the house exudes a soothing fragrance. Seeing that Lan Jun didn't speak for a long time, Jialan opened her eyes and said sullenly:

"What's the matter with Lan Jun?"

Today is the day for her to rest, and she doesn't have to go to the Fang Palace or repair the spiritual spring. It's cold in winter, Jialan has always disliked going out, there is nothing outside, only white snow and biting wind, and the cold makes her uncomfortable.

"Does God know what you gave to the Heavenly Worm that day?" Lan Jun stood outside the veil and played with the mahogany fan, paused before finally asking.

He didn't know why Jialan had favored the Heavenly Worm all these years, the position of the divine attendant was given to him, and now even the newborn Zimai was given to the Heavenly Worm. Jialan is still ignorant, if it is said to be out of love, but it is not very reasonable. Jialan is now a period of growth, it stands to reason that there should be no love, only adult gods will have love, Jialan is already a god, and it should be the same as ordinary gods.

So why?

Jialan was stunned by the question, and raised her hand to rub away the tiredness in her eyes and came out of the blanket. There were too many things she had given to the Heavenly Worm, and she didn't know which one Lan Jun was asking.

"What day is Lan Jun talking about?" the giant thing behind the veil moved, and Jialan seemed to sit up.

Lan Jun was very helpless, it seemed that Jialan didn't know what it was, but it was no different from what he usually gave to the Heavenly Worm.

"It was cold and snowy that day, and the god took the Celestial Worm Ziling to the north to repair the spiritual spring, and afterwards you gave the newborn Ziling to the Celestial Worm. The vein looked like jade, and there was a red mark in it. Can God remember?" Lan Jun's words were filled with a smile, it seemed that Jialan didn't know the importance of Zimai, and just regarded it as an ordinary jade, so he gave it away so generously. Thinking of this, Lan Jun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't because of love.

Lan Jun is really afraid, he has heard the "truth" about the fall of the mandrill in the mountains before, although he doesn't know how many of them are true, but the ultimate reason is that there is some undeserved love between the mandrill and the mountain god, no matter which party's fault, this ending is finally borne by the life of a clan, and he doesn't want this result to happen to the mountain ghost again.

Jia Lan straightened her sleeping hair, which she had already remembered when she heard Lan Jun say about red marks. On that day, she only felt that the piece of jade was very compatible with the jade crown of the Heavenly Worm's hair, so she gave it to him.

Many years ago, beside the hot spring pool of Tianquan Stream, she saw a touch of red under the jade crown of the heavenly insect, she didn't know what it was, but she kept it in her heart. So after picking up the piece of jade that day, she gave it out without thinking about it.

Jialan looked up at the hazy shadow behind the veil, and after thinking about it carefully, she knew that Lan Jun had probably come to her today to ask for a vein.

Lan Jun came to her for this thing on purpose, thinking that the Zimai was also a rare treasure, no wonder that Tiantian Ziling looked like she had seen something strange when she took out the piece of jade that day.

She lifted the blanket and went down to the ground, where a mat made of licorice was laid on the ground, and it was not cold to step on, but it was warm with a charcoal fire burning underground.

She lifted the curtain and saw Lan Jun standing three steps away from her, dressed casually as always, always holding the unknown age of the peach fan in his hand. Lan Jun saw Jialan open the veil and salute her with a smile, Jialan nodded, walked up to Lan Jun and asked, "Can't you give away the stone called Zimai?"

After asking, he didn't wait for Lan Jun to answer, and then said to himself: "But I have already given it to the Heavenly Worm, how can I get it back?"

Lan Jun just opened his mouth to answer, but was choked by Jialan's words.

Lan Jun sighed, and hurriedly explained the usefulness of the sub-vein, before he said solemnly: "My god, the newborn sub-vein needs to grow, it needs to absorb a lot of spiritual power to generate a new spiritual vein, how do you know if the heavenly worm can afford it?"

After listening to Lan Jun's words, Jialan smiled happily, and she said:

"I can help raise insects, anyway, I have a lot of spiritual power. It is an unchanging fact that Zimai belongs to Tongshan, so what difference does it make who will raise it?"

"Since ancient times, the sub-veins have been nurtured by the mountain lord, and this is also unchanging. Lan Jun said solemnly.

Jialan has already eccentric the Heavenly Worm too much, if the matter of Zimai follows Jialan's meaning again, then the other servants will definitely be dissatisfied with the Heavenly Worm. The internal strife has never ended well, and Lan Jun doesn't want the battle of a few servants to affect Jialan's cultivation, so he will definitely take the Zimai away when he comes to Jialan this time.

"My god, it's not just a mountain ghost who can raise Zimai, Zimai is related to the future of Tong Shan, and in his hands, Lan is not at ease. "Lan Jun's meaning is obvious, that is, he has to take Zimai into his own hands to feel at ease.

"But ......" Jialan was still a little hesitant.

"My God, don't make it difficult for Lan. Lan Jun held the fan and made a big salute to Jialan.

Lan Jun didn't let go at all, and Jialan couldn't say anything more.

She waved her hand to summon the servant Wen Yuan and ordered him to go and find the Heavenly Worm.

Shi Nan added new tea to Lan Jun and put fresh fruit on it. Lan Jun is not a mountain ghost who needs to eat less fruits when he becomes an adult, he is the spirit of Hewang Lan Cheng, and he has been practicing in the mountain ghost domain since he became a spirit, until he has enough strong spiritual power to become the mountain master of the mountain ordered by the Truss Monarch.

Lan Jun especially likes to smell the fragrance of tea and taste wine, he only smells the tea and does not drink it, although he likes to make wine, he is not greedy for a cup.

Jialan saw Lan Jun holding the teacup and approaching the cup to smell the fragrance of the tea, and after the aroma entered the nose, she showed a very comfortable smile. She asked, "Since Lan Jun loves the fragrance of tea, why does he never eat the tea?

"It's been a year since you sent this tea to my yard, and some time ago I asked Wen Yuan to fry a pot, but they didn't want to taste it, I tried to taste it, and the taste was not bad. Jia Lan sat on the chair and watched curiously as Lan Jun sat down and smelled the tea elegantly. He held the wide sleeve of his coat with one hand and the tea in the other, and said with a smile after listening to Jialan's question:

"The tea is fragrant and elegant, and the tea is slightly bitter and then sweet, Lan doesn't want to taste the bitterness first, so he only wants the elegant fragrance. There are many hardships in this world, Lan has lived for many hundred years and tasted a lot, so if you can avoid it, you can avoid it. ”

Jialan didn't seem to understand when she heard it, so she reached out to Shi Nan and asked for one, and took a small sip, the taste of the tea melted on her tongue, first bitter and then sweet. In front of Lan Jun, she was embarrassed to add sugar to it, so she nodded and pretended to understand Lan Jun's words seriously.

Speaking of this, Jialan suddenly remembered that Tianworm and Ziling went to Qishan together yesterday to find medicinal materials for her to treat body cold, although it was today, but it would be later. It was late afternoon at this time, and they arrived at Tongshan in the evening, not to mention it.

"Lan Jun. Jialan said, a little weak-hearted: "I only remembered at this time that the Heavenly Insect went to Qishan to return in the evening, and Wen Yuan went to the Heavenly Worm's residence to look for it, but he was afraid that he would find a vacancy." ”

"I really forgot, I just remembered it now. Jialan hurriedly emphasized.

Lan Jun couldn't get angry when he saw Jialan's eyes that looked a little cautious because of his weak heart. Lan Jun sighed and shook his head with a smile, put the tea in his hand on the table and said, "It's okay, then Lan will come back tomorrow to get it." ”

"Well, yes. Jialan smiled.

After speaking, Lan Jun got up and was about to leave, but Shi Nan, who was waiting on the side, hurriedly took Lan Jun's cloak and put it on for him, and then retreated. Lan Jun tied the knot and suddenly remembered something, and he said to Jialan:

"God, there seems to be a move on the mandrill's side recently, and the barrier has been strengthened to prevent the mandrill from raiding Lan. Jing Mojun of the Mountain Ghost Clan once asked Lan for instructions, just in case, can you let the mountain ghosts enter the dark palace to take refuge in the near future?"

The dark palace is located underground, close to the spiritual veins, and no mountain ghost is allowed to enter without the consent of the mountain god.

Jialan didn't know if she could let those ordinary mountain people enter the dark palace, she had never worried about this kind of thing, and she didn't know what to do, so she asked Lan Jun, "What does Lan Jun think?"

"The location of the dark palace is special, and it must not be open to a large number of mountain ghosts, if it is really a last resort, it can only be allowed to enter a few elders and some young mountain ghosts. ”

Jialan nodded: "Then it depends on what you say." ”

However, plans have not kept up with the changes.

That night, the spiritual veins and aura fluctuated, and the secondary veins connected everywhere were affected, and they began to produce sub-veins at the same time, and some of them withered before they even had time to give birth.

Lan Jun received the news and hurriedly took his mountain ghosts to the dark palace to check the main veins, and the major elders of the mountain ghost clan also went around collecting the sub-veins that fell in various places. The main forces were scattered in all directions, and the mountain ghost domain seemed to be empty all of a sudden.

Jialan didn't receive any news here, but she was doing well. Lan Jun and Jing Mojun always go on their own when they encounter something, and they never think that there is a mountain god behind them. They knew that Jialan's young age would not make a difference, so they even saved the time to inform them.

Jialan lay in the courtyard and watched the clouds in the sky cover only the starlight, and for the first time had some kind of induction with Tong Shan, and his chest was stuffy as if something was going to happen. It's just that the cold winter makes her too lazy to move at the moment, let alone send the servants to ask the mountain master.

Fang Gong is the place where the mountain gods of the past dynasties deal with official business, Jialan should have lived there, and the mountain viewing mirror inside can check the situation in various parts of the mountain, just because Jialan has not yet reached the level of an adult god, he was arranged in Shangzezhuang, which is closer to Tianquan Stream. Therefore, Jialan can get only a lot of information, unless the mountain lord sends a mountain ghost to tell or a few servants hear something, Jialan doesn't know anything about the affairs of the mountain.

The Celestial Worm stood behind Jialan, and the enchantment protected Jialan from the cold wind. Jialan likes to watch the stars, almost every night, even if she is uncomfortable, she has to move out the recliner and lie down for an hour.

"God, the night is cold, go back early today. The Celestial Worm seemed to have forgotten the existence of the barrier, and opened his mouth to persuade because he was worried that Jialan's body would be cold.

Jialan waved her hand, and her face was stuffed in the blanket, revealing only a pair of eyes.

"No problem. The voice came from inside the blanket.

Seeing Jialan's persistence, the Heavenly Insect no longer spoke, but the spiritual power in his hand was stronger, and the enchantment became more and more solid.

He knew that the mountain lord came to Shangzezhuang today to ask for the child vein, and he also knew that he couldn't keep the child vein, let alone have the ability to raise it, and he was unwilling to hand it over to the mountain lord just out of selfishness and wanted to stay for a few more days.

For twenty years, the Celestial Worm had always known that the mountain god had treated him favorably, and although he didn't know what the reason was, he was secretly happy because of this preferential treatment, and gradually developed a different affection for the ignorant and dependent mountain god.

Jialan had given him many things, and those things were also available to other servants, the difference was that he had more and the other servants had less. But Zimai is different, giving Zimai is equivalent to directly expressing his love for him, when his hand touches Zimai, he suppresses the excitement in his heart but still can't stop shaking.

Jialan's smiling eyes seemed to tell him that you are different, and you are different to me.

Thinking of the past, the calm heart of the heavenly insect rippled.

How can he be treated with such kindness.

When he was chosen by the mountain lord to be taken away from his home by the elders, his parents knelt down and said it excitedly.

At that time, he looked back at his parents who knelt down to see him away, but he didn't feel the slightest feeling of being treated in his heart.

Now, he really wanted to ask God: How can the heavenly worm be treated with such kindness.

Jia Lan didn't notice the huge inner activity of the Heavenly Worm, she looked at the starry sky from afar, and her gaze seemed to have passed through the thirteenth layer of the Heavenly Dome Barrier and entered the Heavenly River. Beyond the Tianhe is the sea of stars, and the fire of the sea of stars will be reflected on the sky of the human world at night, which is the image produced by the refraction of the thirteen layers of enchantment, not the real starlight, just its shadow.

The fire of the sea of stars needs to be lit by the golden crow, Jia Lan has seen the red clothes fluttering at the bottom of the river, she doesn't know which god it is, only that it must be the god of the Xihe tribe. Then thousands of sparks ignited, illuminating the sea of stars and dispelling the darkness.

The starlight was so brilliant that she seemed to be able to feel such a warm light when she stayed in Tianhedu. But that was impossible, she had only given birth to spiritual consciousness at that time, and it was impossible for her to see it with her own eyes.

Jialan sighed softly, the sigh was so faint that even the nearest celestial worm to her was noticing.

Ziling was silently boiling the medicinal juice on the side, as if she didn't see the celestial insect's glittering eyes being covered by the eyelids for a moment, and she didn't seem to notice that the celestial insect was getting closer and closer to Jialan, exceeding the line called "awe" between the god and the servant.

The other servants were busy with their own affairs, squatting or standing, walking or walking, carrying their fire-burning clothes in their hands, and folding off the plum branches and dark incense.

Surrounded by cold fluorescent lights, they emit a warm glow, illuminating their figures in peace and harmony.

Zhuangzi, a courtyard with only seven people, gathered in a courtyard of seven people, no outsiders disturbed, no noise and noise, everything seemed so beautiful, but it made her unbearable for a short time.