The children of the sun god are naturally well educated.

Yang Fusang, who was in the confinement period, asked Haojin about Moshang five hundred years ago, and Haojin didn't say anything, just mentioned Tifeng Wuming and Yunfengxi.

"It won't be easy for Feng Wuming to return to the Feng family!"

"That's his choice, isn't it good to be a peacock, but I'm going to the Feng family, by the way, Ah San, are you taking in an apprentice!"

"Hmm. You're talking about Yun Fengxi! What's wrong with him?"

Haojin saw the smile on Yang Fusang's face, and he regretted saying the name, "He, he likes you!

"Like me?" Yang Fusang felt that something was wrong, and pulled the quilt upwards, covering the nose below. This man even eats the vinegar of his own son, don't talk about apprentices.

A big hand covered it, and the quilt was also pulled below the chest, "My Ahsan is so good, so many people like it, it's just that Ahsan is mine!"

Frowning, before he could speak, Ah Jin still took off his clothes, took off his shoes and socks, wrapped his arms around her waist, and slept beside her.

Well, may I ask you, are you still the high sun god Jun Haojin?

The two of them were together all day, and Aunt Tong was tired, so they took two small ones with them all day.

Ten thousand years later, Yang Fusang was basking in the sun in his snow house, thinking about the sweetness and beauty of the year, but when he opened his eyes, Ah Jin was gone.

"Sister Sang'er, it's time to eat!"

"Yunu, leave her alone, let's eat!"

"No, I promised her this morning that I would cook lotus fragrant drunken chicken in the evening, and the jar of osmanthus wine I buried last fall. The jade slave looked around the courtyard.

Lotus fragrant drunken chicken! osmanthus wine!

Someone lying on the soft couch, after hearing these two eating, quickly sat up, looked at Koharu who was making tea next to him, and smiled.

"That's spring, I'm gone, you can live here! And that, you look at the yard, the house is a little messy, you look. "The latter words Yang Fusang suddenly couldn't speak, a wounded person is recuperating in you, and you still let people clean up!

Koharu put down the teapot, stood up and bowed, "Yes, my lord!" He felt that it didn't matter, this Rakshasa Lord was still the same as before, clean!

"Okay, I'm leaving!" Yang Fusang went straight to the opposite Yunu's house.

Lotus chicken, I'm coming! Osmanthus wine, I'm here too!

At the jade slave's house, the food has been set up on the pavilion, the fragrance of lotus flowers is mixed with the fragrance of chicken, and there is a trace of sweet osmanthus, and the saliva is flowing when you smell it!

Sit down, tear a chicken leg first, pour a glass of osmanthus wine, well, mellow!

"Sister Sang'er, how is it?" Yunu sandwiched a piece of pea yellow round cake, "You can try this again! This is a copy of the round cake you brought back last time!"

Yang Fusang put down the wine glass, took the pea yellow round cake, tasted it, and nodded, it tasted! It seems that I need to go outside and walk around more tonight, otherwise this chicken leg, this round cake, and this wine will definitely grow meat!

"Sister Sang!"

"Huh?" Yang Fusang looked at Yunu with chicken legs in his left hand and pastry in his right hand.

"Sister Sang, do you have time tomorrow? I want to go to Wuhua to watch!" Yu Nu begged with a face.

She is a fairy, she goes to the temple every day to watch, and she does not enjoy the incense in the world, so that those Taoist friends in the sky see her in the mortal world all day long, and there should be any rumors.

Seeing that she was silent, Yunu shook her sleeve, "Sister Sang, Sister Sang······"

"Okay, okay, let me finish this chicken leg first, so that you can call me when you go tomorrow!"

This promise is not just as simple as rumors, Yang Fusang has to face, but the crowd and the early morning······

Next.

Before dawn, Yunu appeared by Yang Fusang's window, "Sister Sang, hurry up, we won't be able to squeeze in when it's late!"

"Yunu, let me sleep again, which god are you going to worship, I'll help you contact you!" turned over, hugged the quilt and continued to sleep.

"Sister Sang, you get up quickly, worshipping the gods must be sincere, if you fall asleep like this, the gods will be unhappy!" Yunu pulled Yang Fusang, who had turned over, and pulled her up from the bed.

One, two, three.

Yang Fusang, who had just been pulled up, fell down again.

"Yunu, please, let me sleep again, it was too late to catch ghosts last night, do you want to worship the god of the moon or the god of wealth, or the wine fairy? I, I'll take you to ······" The voice grew quieter and quieter, and the quilt covered his head.

The jade slave was silent, and after a long time of competing with her, after all, it was a pot of three-year-old apricot blossoms that aroused the person who was lying in bed!

On the way to Wuhuaguan, in the incense basket of Yunu, there was a pot of apricot blossoms.

"Yunu, you see I'm up, isn't this wine ······?"

"Sister Sang, you have to cooperate with me later, is it okay?"

Nodding!

After receiving the fragrance of apricot blossoms, Yang Fusang raised his head and drank, this jade slave's winemaking skills are really, not bad!

Wuhuaguan is on the west side of Yunu's house, and it took a long time to get there.

The Taoist temple is very large, but there are very few people, where is there like the number of people in the mouth of the jade slave, Yang Fusang shook the wine jar in his hand, "Yu slave, you go in! I won't go in!"

"Sister Sang!" The jade slave was wronged, and the apricot blossoms were taken out!

A delicate man in a blue-clothed Taoist robe walked over, saw the jade slave, and arched his hand, "Jade girl, you are here! Who is this?" He is a person who cultivates immortals, and when he saw Yang Fusang, he only felt that this woman had a relationship with the Tao.

"She's my Sister Sang!Luo Daochang, I'm here today to donate sesame oil money, and I'm here to ask Sister Sang's future!"

The wine jar in the hands of Yang Fusang, who was drinking, was a little unstable, which made mortals calculate her future, and this spread out, and she got it!" "That, Yunu, my future is destined by God, and I can't count it myself." "

"Miss Sang, this is not a good word! This method of calculation, it is not good to calculate yourself, if someone else comes to calculate, it will be a result! I also ask the girl to move, the way is not talented, calculate it for the girl!" The Taoist priest stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Yang Fusang thought about it, and just look at how this Taoist priest cultivates, and the kindness of the jade slave cannot be disappointed.

Following the Taoist priest to the temple, Yunu knelt down to worship when he saw the statue, and Yang Fusang followed behind her, smiling at the statue.

"Sister Sang, you have to kneel, you have to be sincere!"

Mortals ask for immortals, she is immortals, who do she ask for!

"That, Yunu, I don't have anything to ask for, I'll wait for you outside! Don't forget that life, I! I believe that my life is in my own hands!" After speaking, Yang Fusang hurriedly slipped out.

There are only a few small lotus leaves standing there in the lotus pond outside the Taoist temple, and Yang Fusang is holding his cheeks, looking at the scene in the lotus pond.

In the lotus pond, the Taoist priest just now knelt down in front of the lotus pond, "This lotus pond has not grown lotus flowers for many years, Sangyang patriarch, I know that you are in charge of the grass and trees in the world, although there is no clay statue of you in the temple, but the disciple still begs you, help me this lotus pond, if the lotus grows, the disciple will worship every day!"

Interesting!

Yang Fusang waved her hand, and the scene in the lotus pond was gone, but there was an extra immortal beside her.

"Patriarch!"

"Si Ming Xingjun, you, you don't enjoy the incense in the view, what are you doing here!" Yang Fusang said as he looked at Xingjun who was wearing an official uniform and holding a tooth board in front of him.

Si Ming Xingjun has always been in charge of human affairs, and this sudden appearance must have its own affairs.

"Patriarch, hurry up and plant the lotus flowers in this pond! This path is going to annoy the lower officials, kneel down every day and beg the lower officials to let this lotus pond bloom, how can the lower officials have this ability!" Si Ming said, scratching his head, it really made people go up. "Just now the patriarch appeared in the hall, and the lower official came out with the patriarch, this, since the patriarch is here, help the lower official!"

"This is a trivial matter, I was just thinking, how did he, a monk, know my position, Si Ming Xingjun, this kind of thing can't be done again!" Yang Fusang collected the fragrance of apricot blossoms, cast a spell, and woke up all the lotus flowers in this lotus pond, "Next year, all of them will bloom, you can rest assured!"

"Thank you Patriarch! The kindness of the patriarch is remembered by Si Ming!"

"You're welcome, Si Ming, aren't you afraid of my bad reputation?"

"The patriarch is not what the rumor is, this rumor is not credible, not credible!" Si Ming put away the tooth plate in his hand and smiled. The rumors are mostly exaggerated, and this woman is not as domineering as the rumors say.

Yang Fusang was about to speak, and the Si Ming Xingjun in front of him turned into a puff of green smoke and flew up to the clouds.

"Sister Sang, you let me find it!" Yunu walked towards this side with a basket of incense.

"Have you finished worshipping? What wishes have you made, let's hear it!" Yang Fusang said with a smile, this woman, obviously not believing in fate, happened to meet Li Daoshi, so she pinned their fate on the body of God, the love in this world, love is moving.

Yunu pulled Yang Fusang, "Sister Sang, I'm done worshipping, you go with me to find that master, let him see how you want to find someone?"

"Yunu, I see that there seems to be something around here, I'll send you back first, I'll take a look!"

"Sister Sang!"

Yang Fusang took the hand of the jade slave and trotted all the way, not at all like the lazy appearance when he first came!

When they came, they did find that something was wrong, she didn't want to care about these demons and monsters, but in terms of obeying orders, she would rather go to catch ghosts and collect demons or something, at least free and happy.

Handed over the jade slave to Daoist Li, Yang Fusang went out, she didn't want to listen to the jade slave's chatter.

On the opposite side of the snow house, Xiaochun didn't seem to be there, and she didn't bother to go back, so she walked along the side of the road.

Last time, Xie Feng helped her calculate that it was only a matter of time before she would find Ah Jin. This time, it's not that she's afraid of hearing any bad news, but she wants to give herself a dream, so that she can live her life while dreaming, so that the life without Ah Jin won't be too painful!

Touching the beads on my neck, Ah Jin, when will I be able to collect your primordial spirit, and when will I be able to reunite with you!

The beads on the neck, now only the one from the underworld, where did the others go?

It seems that this demon world has to go for a trip, and Ah Jin's Yuan Shen fragment should be on Yi Qi's body, it's time to get it back.

I don't know where the other pieces are, but I'll find them someday.

Yang Fusang cleared his mind and felt that his heart suddenly opened up.

When I was thinking about when to go to the demon world, I heard the sound of a fight again, listen carefully, the sound of this fight is not a fight in the mortal world, but someone is fighting!

How can there be less of such a liveliness! Yang Fusang put away his thoughts and joined in watching the excitement with all his heart!

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