"What happened before?"

"Aren't the history books of my affairs written in all walks of life!" Yang Fusang held her cheeks, she was still interested in her own affairs.

Meng Qi looked at Yang Fusang's expression, "This history book from all walks of life has its own notation, and what is written in each world is different from you. ”

"It's different? How is it different? Could it be that they wrote to me as a ghost, god and demon who is angry, how do you write the annals of the underworld?" Yang Fusang looked at the three people in the underworld with a curious expression, eh, ghosts.

"Our underworld is the most upright and selfless, and the story about you is naturally the most in line with historical facts, but how do you say the other realms write about you?" Meng Qi's eyes lit up, and she desperately wanted to know what kind of immortal this immortal was in front of her.

Although the Sangyang clan of Yangfusang belongs to the heavenly realm, the grass and trees in the world under its control, there are more or less records of her in the six realms, most of which appear in the official history, of course, the records of each realm are different, like the heavenly realm, it is naturally written in the good way, so that the younger generations know that such a woman is not only the patriarch of the Sangyang clan but also the mother of Tiansun.

There are good and bad, just like the Demon Realm, Yang Fusang doesn't have to think about it, the history books of the Demon Realm will definitely write that she is a big devil, the most hypocritical immortal, the most dignified immortal, so that the Demon World has lost the best Demon Venerable, delaying the development of the Demon World for thousands of years, so it will be cheaper for her to write like this.

"We don't know about the other realms, why don't you go and take a look?"

Yang Fusang raised his hand and gave Hei Wuchang a punch, "Old Hei, you are really black, let me see it myself, you can also think of it, don't you want to listen to the story?"

This small bench has been moved for a long time, and the melon seeds and tea have been prepared for a long time.

Bai Wuchang put down the teacup for drinking tea, "It's nothing, it's just that last night Xiaochun told me what he knew, let's take good care of Sang'er." ”

"Brother, what did Xiaochun say? It must be her gossip, let's listen to it, let's have fun together!" Hei Wuchang grabbed his brother's shoulder and begged, but Xiaoyan still looked at Yang Fusang from time to time.

Yang Fusang thinks it's nothing, isn't it just some legends? At most, it's gossip, and she's not afraid! "You tell me first, this story! There must be wine, I'll go and see if I bring some wine, let's talk while drinking." ”

Meng Qi followed Yang Fusang to the wine cellar, the wine cellar was dug by Xiaochun, and it was ordered by Hei Wuchang to let Xiaochun collect the world's fine wine.

As soon as Yang Fusang entered the wine cellar, he smelled a familiar smell, as if it was a wine brewed in the evening, there was no Baihuachun in this wine cellar, how could there be a smell of wine in the evening, and after walking around the wine cellar, Yang Fusang found a jar in the corner of the wine cellar.

This jar is different from the jar of wine in the mortal world, the clay on it is unique to Daze in the Eastern Wilderness, Yang Fusang lifted the wine jar, he could feel that there was half a jar inside, open the wine seal, and the aroma of fruit wine in it floated out, "I didn't expect this to have a fruit wine in the evening, when did he make fruit wine?"

"What?" Meng Qi saw Yang Fusang smiling and talking at the wine jar, and when he got closer, he smelled the aroma of fruit wine, "Good fragrant wine, let's go." ”

The two of them carried a few jars of red and apricot blossom white, and came out with the jar of fruit wine, and when the black impermanence smelled the fragrance of the fruit wine, he abandoned his brother, and shouted that the two of them would quickly bring him a jar to taste.

Meng Qi handed him a jar of flowing thousand reds, this flowing thousand red was made with flowing water and special wine koji after thousands of days, the fragrance was fragrant, and the black impermanence took a sip and tasted it, "It's a good wine, but it's far worse than the heavenly realm." San'er, when are you, you. Hei Wuchang saw the fruit wine in Yang Fusang's hand and snatched it, "Sang'er, you are not kind!"

Hei Wuchang opened the wine jar, a familiar smell, "I have smelled this wine, it was the day we came here, Xiaochun and the three of them drank this and had a dream, drinking can still dream! Lao Bai, Xiaochun won't tell you that this wine is a dream, right?"

"Is this wine a dream?" Yang Fusang snatched the wine jar in Hei Wuchang's hand and looked at the bottom of the altar.

Under the wine jar in his hand, there is exactly a month in the middle, this is the wine that is often given by the evening, and it is also the altar that is often given to Qingshuang, Qingshuang only drank three glasses, and the rest are in the altar, and he fell asleep, and then when he woke up, Qingshuang put the jar of wine in the cellar.

Xichang, this old guy, took advantage of his absence, gave wine to the juniors, and made them drunk, and then knew my troubles, Xichang, this time I remembered, your wedding banquet, I won't go, I won't go.

Yang Fusang held back his anger, sat down, and poured Bai Wuchang a glass of wine, "Lao Bai, tell me! I want to hear my own gossip." ”

Poof, Hei Wuchang, who was drinking, heard what Yang Fusang said, and the wine he just drank in his mouth couldn't help but come out, "In this world, you are scrambling to listen to your own gossip, you, but the first one! Lao Bai, you can talk about it in detail!"

The corners of Bai Wuchang's mouth smiled, "Okay." ”

Bai Wuchang is telling the story of the three of them after drinking this wine, that is, the life and death catastrophe that Yang Fusang experienced when he was 8,000 years old.

It took more than an hour for Bai Wuchang to finish the matter. After listening to the sentence of the Heavenly Realm, Hei Wuchang jumped to his feet, "Why are you Heavenly Realm so selfish, Sang'er, why are you willing to marry Haojin with this temperament, I thought that with this of your temperament, you would enter the Heavenly Monarch Palace." ”

After Meng Qi listened, he asked where Yang Fusang went? Bai Wuchang also asked this question, they were more concerned about Yang Fusang being so small, what to do after meeting life and death?

"What's my temperament? Daddy's justice is naturally to find them back, marrying Ah Jin is the most right thing I have done, and it won't be enough to enter the Heavenly Monarch Palace, because I won't be able to do everything, even Ah Jin and I have forgotten him, how to go?" Yang Fusang said with a smile when he said this, but a few tears still fell from the corners of his eyes.

A handkerchief was handed to her, "Sang'er, we don't want to be unhappy." Meng Qi stood beside Yang Fusang and held her head in his arms.

At that time, Tong Niang took me out of the Eastern Wilderness, and after flying over the East China Sea, I forgot about the past, followed Tong Niang all the way to the west, and then lived on Xianxiang Mo, and then Ah Jin brought me back, and I didn't remember anything at that time. Yang Fusang said his own affairs, "I want to hear gossip, what I just said is all true history, more correct than the history books of the heavenly realm." ”

"Gossip?" Bai Wuchang looked at Yang Fusang, "You, what is your relationship with the evil path of the Demon Realm?"

"Sha Lu, how do you mention him?" Hearing Sha Lu's name, Yang Fusang was a little uneasy, Bai Wuchang continued to stare at Yang Fusang, if she knew Sha Lu, he would be more sure that Yang Fusang was the woman he met.

Bai Wuchang's face was as calm as ever, "Don't you want to listen to gossip? The gossip once said that you are enemies with Shalu, are you lovers?"

"Lover, what kind of history book is this, it is actually written like a glamorous history!" Hei Wuchang laughed beside him.

Which world's history books are so strange? There are also some lovers, so informal, and this irregular history book was written by a certain wild road in the demon world, which is used to praise love.

Yang Fusang glanced at him, "Okay! In order to make up for the taste of this gossip, I, the party, will talk about it well." ”

Yang Fusang and the Demon World Lord Sha Lu, is a master-apprentice relationship, and the other relationships are all made up, Sha Lu is Yang Fusang's first apprentice at present, and later because of some chances, he became the Lord of the Demon Realm, and many stories have happened in the middle of it, and now I don't express them one by one.

In the Great War of the Ages, the Heavenly Realm, the Demon Realm soldier Chen Bishui River, Shalu and Haojin burned the fire of life in their bodies and died.

The road and the Bishui River have become taboos for Yang Fusang, and even another name has been excluded by Yang Fusang.

What was excluded by Yang Fusang was her apprentice Yun Fengxi, and Yun Fengxi was the name used by the evil road before entering the demon realm, which means that Yun Fengxi was the evil road, and the evil road was also Yun Fengxi.

"Your apprentice Yun Fengxi is the Demon Venerable back then?" asked Hei Wuchang.

Yang Fusang nodded.

"No wonder you said in the underworld that you had taken in disciples, but you only said one name, and I haven't found this name for a long time. Meng Qi said.

Few people know Yun Fengxi's name in the fairy world, only a few old people in Moshang Immortal Township know that Yun Fengxi is the child of the marriage between the Yun family and the Feng family, and they also know it from the Yunfeng family when they confronted the Yun family's hall.

"I didn't expect that the boy who had dominated the demon world for a long time turned out to be your Yang Fusang's apprentice, admire and admire. "Black impermanence saluted Yang Fusang.

Yang Fusang grabbed the wine jar on the table and smashed it towards Hei Impermanence, "You make fun of me again." Feng Xi's talent is extremely high, I just took on a false name, and only taught some of the simplest techniques, and I couldn't protect myself at that time!"

"Is it difficult to protect yourself?" Bai Wuchang was careful and found the flaw in what Yang Fusang said.

"Well, I was poisoned at that time, and the kind that was about to die was difficult to protect myself. Yang Fusang lowered his head and poured wine, avoiding Bai Wuchang's eyes.

Bai Wuchang's eyes were like a test-stone-like existence, which made Yang Fusang hide everywhere, but fortunately he didn't find it.

"Lao Bai, what else did they say?" Yang Fusang asked, avoiding the topic.

"No, that's it. Bai Wuchang put down the teacup in his hand, he was now more convinced that Yang Fusang was that woman, the woman who saved him, he was just guessing before, but this time he was sure.

"Okay! After listening to the story, shouldn't we disperse?" Meng Qi stood up and stretched out his hand to ask Hei Wuchang for something.

Hei Wuchang handed Meng Qi the bag they had collected from the evil ghosts, "There is a lot of work, we have to continue to hunt ghosts in the south." ”

Meng Qi took the ghost bag, exchanged a few words with Yang Fusang and returned to the underworld, and the black and white impermanence also got up and embarked on a journey to catch ghosts.

Yang Fusang was the only one left in the snow house, and at this time the wind and snow were in full swing, Yang Fusang returned to his turtle house, washed his hands, copied the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra a few times, and then lay on the bed thinking about the next journey.

Xu has been talking about Ah Jin and the past today, Yang Fusang had a long, long dream, but it is very strange to think about such a dream.

In her dream, she saw the sun above a mountain peak, which happened to be one of the ten surrounding the middle. The eleven mountain peaks are immortal, and they don't look like a place in the heavenly realm, what is the meaning of this dream?

After waking up, Yang Fusang looked at Haojin's clothes and portrait next to the bed, "Ah Jin, are you giving me instructions?

The paintings on the walls are still paintings, and they still hang on the walls.

What does this dream mean, and where is the scenery in this dream?