Although he didn't want to go to the mortal world with him, it backfired.

As soon as he politely refused, he heard the sound of Qiu Zhixing behind him.

"Just let An'er go with you, he is also responsible for this matter. ”

She turned her head to look at Qiu Zhixing and frowned.

What does this mean, and what is Joan's responsibility?

She rolled her eyes and thought for a moment, maybe she said that he was also a member of the Thousand Vehicles.

Now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, she can't shirk it anymore, so she has no choice but to respond.

*

One day in the fairy world, one year in the mortal world.

At that time, they will go to the mortal world, in the first year of the rest of the tribulations into the mortal womb.

Under the capital, as in the past. The twilight of the setting sun sprinkled on the leaves, dappled and scattered. Street vendors have set up stalls, and restaurants have opened their doors.

Yuan Chen and Yuan Chu went down to earth with random for the first time since they became immortals, and they couldn't help but feel fresh when they saw everything.

"Master, what is this? It looks so delicious!"

Hearing Yuan Chu's brisk voice behind him, he turned around and looked at random.

I saw Yuan Chu blinking his big watery eyes, staring intently at the sugar gourd supported by the vendor, and swallowed his saliva.

casually smiled helplessly, and stepped forward to buy one for him.

When I looked back, I saw a figure magnified in front of my eyes.

I don't know when Qiu An came up, he raised his eyes to look at him at random, only to see him wipe the corners of his mouth, smiling extremely brightly, and his eyes glanced at the shiny sugar gourd in Yuan Chu's hand from time to time.

"Sister Casual, I want it too. ”

Although it was not the first time I had seen him smile like this, he would shiver at random every time he did this, and he always felt unaccustomed.

"Okay... ”

When the group walked to the main street, they casually looked up at the plaque above their heads, and softly read out the words mentioned on the plaque, "Lan Yage." ”

It sounded like something special, and she nodded and walked inside.

As soon as he entered the cabinet, he saw Xiao Er coming forward, nodded and said, "A few guest officers, please come inside." ”

They were led to the second floor. Xiao Er tore off the handkerchief on his shoulder, wiped the clean tabletop again, and then turned around and went downstairs to serve food.

Yuanchen looked at the surrounding environment, he was really happy, but he couldn't help but feel a trace of worry in his heart, "Master, aren't we here to find the aftermath?"

Although the casual people sat on the second floor, their eyes were attracted by the stage set up downstairs. Hearing Yuanchen's question, he just nodded absentmindedly.

"Then why are we eating and drinking and watching a play here?"

Hearing the words casually, he said quietly: "Otherwise?" and then set his eyes on Jiang Liu, and said with a joking look: "Otherwise, do you really go to look for young babies and take pictures of the demon statues one by one?"

Jiang Liu twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and saw that although she was not talking to herself, her eyes fell on her, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Eat with confidence, I have my own measure. ”

At this moment, a man in a robe and a long beard came up on the stage. In front of him was a desk, a waking wood, holding a fan.

Looking down at random, seeing the posture of this little old man, he knew that this was going to talk about storytelling, and he couldn't help frowning, completely uninterested, "I thought this Lan Ya Ge was a place to listen to music, alas... ”

After that, he withdrew his gaze, lifted his sleeve and reached for a peach-colored pastry on the table, looked at it and sent it to his mouth.

When Qiu An and the others saw this for the first time, they all raised their interest and cast their eyes.

I saw the man sit down with a wave of his sleeves, lift the awakening wood and slap it on the desk, and then began to speak quietly: "In other words, this Yuanshu King can be said to be the youngest and most promising monarch in my dynasty. When he was alive, the people could be described as ... ”

Hearing the word "Yuanshu" at random, the pastry in his mouth suddenly choked in his throat, and he couldn't stop coughing a few times.

"Ahem! ahem!"

Everyone at the table looked at her.

I saw that she hurriedly touched the teacup on the table, grabbed the teacup and poured it down. The drink was really too rapid and indecent, and some crystal clear tea flowed down the corners of her mouth.

Everyone was surprised when they saw this. It was Juan who asked first, "What's wrong, Sister Casual, are you okay?"

Collided with his gaze, casually but hurriedly put aside his gaze, and glanced around uncomfortably.

Then he propped his forehead on the table, trying to hide his face, "It's okay." ”

Seeing this, Jiang Liu narrowed his eyes and looked at Casual and Qiu An with a meaningful expression.

Casual smacking of the tongue. Yuanshu is the name of Li Shi five hundred years ago, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?

He happened to take Joan to his city, listening to his people and telling his stories.

Downstairs came the loud voice of the storyteller.

But he died on the second day of the capture of the Southern Zhou, and according to legend, he was killed by a woman. ”

As soon as these words came out, various voices rang out in the audience. There are those who can't stop sighing, and there are those who threaten not to believe it.

I saw a burly man in the audience slap the table and stand up, and said straight to the storyteller: "What you said is not right!"

The storyteller narrowed his eyes when he heard this, stroked his long beard, and said calmly: "Oh?

The man raised his chin and glanced at him, "How could King Yuanshu be killed by a woman with such a divine martial art." You're clearly smearing!"

After speaking, I saw the storyteller sneer, "snap" his hand, and knocked on the table.

"This is what Childe doesn't know. You're right, an emperor like King Yuanshu, how could an ordinary woman move? This woman is the sweetheart of King Yuanshu. And it is rumored that this woman is a fairy descending to earth... ”

Yuanchen Yuanchu on the side heard it sincerely, but he couldn't help but feel that this story was a little familiar.

It was Jiang Liu, who seemed to be holding his chin with his arms with great interest, and hooked the corners of his mouth, "I didn't expect that there is such a wonderful story in this world, interesting, really interesting." ”

Hearing this, Qiu An also turned his head to look at Casual, tilting his head with a curious expression, "Sister Casual, do you think this story is true?"

Seeing Qiu An's bright and innocent face, she swallowed her saliva, sat back, shook her head and said, "Outrageous, outrageous." ”

After speaking, she stood up and stroked the hem of her sleeves, "You use it first, I'll go and explore the neighborhood." ”

Before she could step out of Lan Ya Ge, she heard a voice from behind her, and it was very warm.

"Sister, casual sister. ”

She turned her head to look at the sound and raised her eyebrows slightly, "What are you doing with me?"

I saw Joan's beautiful lips close one by one, "I also think that story is very boring." ”

"Why don't I go around the neighborhood with you? ”

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose a little, and he raised his eyebrows, "You also think it's boring?"

Joan nodded.

She pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay, come with me." ”