By the time the two of them returned to the Tieying Dart Bureau, it was already early in the morning, and Zhuge Chen couldn't bear Wang Chongyun, who had been following him, to sleep, so he took it upon himself to arrange a room for him and told him to go to bed early.

Who would have thought that Wang Chongyun didn't appreciate it at all, and said sincerely to Zhuge Chen with dark circles under his eyes: "Son, listen to my advice, Mu Xue is a good girl, you have to cherish it." Although I know that the son is extraordinary, but the people are really not bad, but don't miss the world's red face and regret it in the future. ”

Zhuge Chen, who was full of black lines, flew up and kicked Wang Chongyun, who owed his mouth, into the room, and yelled inside: "Hurry up and go to sleep, if you don't have a door in your mouth, you won't be able to open your mouth in your life." ”

After speaking, he was a little angry, so he threw down Wang Chongyun and walked away.

Along the path, Zhuge Chen took the lantern from a maid who was keeping watch at night and walked towards the depths of the courtyard. There is only one room not far away that is still lit, and that is Liu Muxue's boudoir.

Regarding Wang Chongyun's heartfelt words, it is definitely impossible for him to say that there is no fluctuation. To tell the truth, he himself felt that Liu Muxue was a good match for him, and Liu Muxue was much better than the femme fatale in the Dayan Imperial City. But he just can't get interested, or is he afraid?

Casually put the lamp on the stone table outside, Zhuge Chen asked himself, but he couldn't get an answer.

Just as he was hesitating whether to go in, a voice came from inside the room: "Come in, remember to turn off the lights." ”

After hearing this, Zhuge Chen first hung the lamp on the treetops, and then reached out and took off the lampshade to extinguish it. After everything was done, he pushed the door and walked in, and saw Liu Muxue sitting with his back to him.

His first reaction was that Liu Muxue at this time had a qualitative change compared with before, and his already cold temperament became extremely indifferent, and even the white palace skirt he was wearing was not the white palace skirt he saw in Zuixiaolou, but turned into a fluttering green coat.

The person is still the same person, but it looks very strange. If it weren't for the fact that the taste of the divine soul hadn't changed, Zhuge Chen would have thought that Liu Muxue had been taken away by ghosts.

Hearing the squeak of pushing the door, Liu Muxue turned around and stared at Zhuge Chen. Zhuge Chen, who was a little chilly on his back, hurriedly changed the topic and said, "If the other party has any new moves, tell me about it." ”

Liu Muxue glanced at him and said, "I lied to you, how could two ghosts on the other side and one evil ghost easily reveal their whereabouts." It's not their news that's really going to tell you, it's ours. ”

"Our side?" Zhuge Chen glanced at Liu Muxue, who was there with the old god, suspiciously, reached out and took an apple from the jade plate on the table, took a bite of it, and said vaguely: "What news can we have here, when the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth, we also need to make a plan in advance." ”

Liu Muxue ignored Zhuge Chen, and said to herself: "Didn't you say before that Master Chenghuang would cooperate with you to deal with the two ghost cultivators, but now that the situation has changed, I will help you!"

"Don't be funny. Zhuge Chen, who was almost choked by the apple in his mouth, hurriedly took a sip of water, laughed and said: "What do you mortal do to deal with those two ghost cultivators, beauty is useless in front of them......"

In the middle of his words, he suddenly closed his mouth, looked at the condensed earth dragon in front of him with a dumbfounded gaze and said, "When did you have this cultivation, how could the pseudo-Shunyun realm that fell from the sky not hit my head." ”

Liu Muxue pointed to the clay figure on the table, and said with a crying voice: "This cultivation belongs to the City God Master, he gave it to me, and he completely disappeared into heaven and earth." ”

Hearing this, Zhuge Chen sighed heavily and comforted: "Now is not the time to be sad, if you give it to you, you have to stop those two ghost cultivators for me, otherwise the City God Lord above the Nine Heavens will not even be able to rest in peace." ”

Liu Muxue nodded heavily, put away her weak appearance and said firmly: "I will definitely stop them, and you must go all out." After all, we are not representing ourselves, but the millions of people in this city. ”

Zhuge Chen looked at the rare playful appearance of the woman in front of him, and said with a smile: "Certainly!"

Listening to Zhuge Chen's assurance, Liu Muxue said: "You live here today, I'll go sleep in another room." ”

The young man in white looked at Liu Muxue blankly, and it took a long time to hold back three words: "Live here." ”

"yes. As a reward for discovering my beauty, I always thought that the women in the world were the same in your eyes!" As she spoke, Liu Muxue got up and pushed open the door, leaving a sentence: "Hurry up and sleep, we don't know when the other party will come, so be prepared and recharge." ”

Zhuge Chen, who is alone in the woman's boudoir, is not sitting, standing, or lying down. Helpless, he could only smell the unique fragrance wafting in the room, leaning against the wall and meditating.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, took out another set of white clothes from the mustard seeds, wrapped them around his body, and then lay down on the only bed in the room, and barely fell asleep while silently reciting the mantra of purifying his heart.

......

Outside the city, in a ruined temple that has long been abandoned.

The two ghost cultivators in green skin and purple clothes chanted words at a strange-shaped bronze statue, and after a while, an ethereal black smoke emerged from the top of the statue's head, gradually forming a humanoid silhouette.

Seeing the silhouette of the human figure, the two ghost cultivators immediately looked at each other with joy, knelt down again, and said in unison: "Congratulations to Master Zu on his return to the world!"

The humanoid silhouette raised its head and closed its eyes, exhaling the aura of heaven and earth to make his body more condensed, and it took a long time to say in his hoarse voice: "You two have done a good job, and what I promised you will definitely be fulfilled." Not to mention anything else, I can be sure that your future path is promising, just wait for you to be among the bamboo baskets to draw water, where in this world, I can't go? By the way, are you ready for the tribute that can make me completely recover?"

Qingpi hurriedly echoed: "Just a kilometer away from here is a big border city, and the people inside and the cultivators will definitely help you recover." ”

The humanoid silhouette stretched out its scarlet tongue and licked its lips, and said with satisfaction: "Then tomorrow at noon, you will go to that city with me." By the way, you can call me Lord Lin in the future, this is the name of my past life that I can only think of. ”

"Yes, Lord Lin. The two ghost cultivators immediately said.

......

Zhuge Chen, who slept in Liu Muxue's bed for half a night, was not comfortable at all, and even his neck was a little stiff.

When it was time to have breakfast, there were three people at a table, Liu Muxue and Wang Chongyun looked refreshed, and only Zhuge Chen was listlessly eating pickled steamed buns.

Liu Muxue looked at Zhuge Chen's bad appearance and showed a smug smile, reached out and took a piece of pickled meat and put it in the porridge bowl in front of Zhuge Chen.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chongyun hurriedly buried his face in the bowl in line with the principle of indecent disrespect, and muttered: "It seems that the son is very good, but he won't toss for so long, and he won't even sleep." ”

Zhuge Chen glanced at Wang Chongyun, because of the lack of sleep, his not very bright brain pondered for a long time, and said weakly: "Chongyun, you don't blame others for your bad career, it's all on your mouth." If I were your immediate boss, I would give you a pair of small shoes to wear until you die. With that, he left the table and walked out alone.

Wang Chongyunqiao, who was confused by what he said, glanced at Liu Muxue, and just wanted to speak, but the other party preemptively said: "Your son-in-law is right, if it were me, I would do it." ”

Wang Chongyun, who was sullen, sighed to the sky, thought for a while, and still followed Zhuge Chen, who was waiting for him at the door to go out together.

Out of the gate, the two walked slowly one after the other, and the small vendors along the way also took a look, and if they really caught their eyes, they would be in the pocket after some bargaining. If the other party's lion opened his mouth and didn't give an inch, Zhuge Chen could only shake his head and choose not to buy it.

Wang Chongyun couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that his immortal-like son also had such a poor side, Zhuge Chen had always been omnipotent in his eyes. Although he was in the human world, he didn't understand the power of the good luck demon on the Two Forgotten Peaks, but such a big python, how could he not have any real skills to clean it up?

There is a saying in the world about Bole and Maxima, but Wang Chongyun thinks that Bole is not often there, but you have to find it, so is it possible that you are still waiting for the pampered Bole to find you?

Therefore, he relied on the pitiful incense between him and Zhuge Chen to forcibly climb into a relationship, not much of a luxury, as long as people don't look down on him in the future.

But now that he saw that even Zhuge Chen could not have everything, he was a little puzzled.

Zhuge Chen, who was walking in front, played with the small leaf red sandalwood strings he had just bought, quietly watched the waves of Wang Chongyun's heart lake, and said after a little thought: "Chongyun, do you think I should have everything?"

Wang Chongyun nodded heavily, and said without hesitation: "Gongzi is such a powerful person, it should be so." ”

Who would have expected Zhuge Chen to shake his head, pull Wang Chongyun to his side and said earnestly: "What should be so, first of all, you have to understand one thing, now I am no different from you, how can I ask God to give me everything?"

Wang Chongyun, who has always been good at thinking about other people's words, hurriedly said: "The meaning in Gongzi's words is that you were different from us before. ”

Zhuge Chen hung the string of small leaf red sandalwood in his hand and said, "Isn't it! I don't want the god-king body given by God, so I just cut it off." To tell you the truth, if I don't cut it off, I'm afraid you won't see me in your life with your virtue. ”

Wang Chongyun, who listened half-understood, did not speak this time, but remembered it in his heart. He couldn't imagine what a shock this sentence would have on him when he understood more.

Zhuge Chen, who was a good teacher, felt that Wang Chongyun's heart had been broken, so he smiled and walked in front again, looking at the gadgets that pleased him one after another.

When he walked to the next stall, he found that something was wrong, there were only a few copper coins engraved with a few vague characters on a table made of wooden boards, and none of those who had entered Zhuge Chen's eyes.

The young man in white looked up and saw a handsome young man in a tattered robe. Before Zhuge Chen could speak, the young man fell into Zhuge Chen's arms and said miserably: "This son, you can do it, give me a chance and let me help you calculate a hexagram." It's been a few days since this stall opened, and I'm going to starve to death if it goes on like this. ”

Zhuge Chen looked at the fortune-telling boy suspiciously, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't feel the breath of a cultivator from the young man's body at all, just an ordinary ordinary person in the market, but Zhuge Chen always felt that he fell into a situation carefully planned by others.

Staring at the pleading eyes of the fortune teller, Zhuge Chen simply sat on the chair, asked Wang Chongyun for a grain of broken silver and pinched it, shook his fingers and said: "Then forget it, but let's say it first, I am not allowed to give money!"

The fortune teller looked at the broken silver's eyes and quickly promised: "It must be, that son, you will come first." ”

According to the young man's instructions, Zhuge Chen leaned on the back of the chair like an uncle after leaving the three copper coins, waiting for the young man to speak. After all, he still doesn't believe that meeting the boy was just an accident, and to a large extent, there must be someone hiding behind the scenes watching his every move.

Looking at the copper coins on the wooden table, the young man wiped the sweat on his head after chattering, and said to Zhuge Chen with a solemn face: "This son, although I really want to earn your silver, I still want to tell you, this hexagram is not good." You see, this copper coin originally fell on a good place, and another copper coin also fell here, which should have been an excellent hexagram, but it was broken on this third one......"

The fortune teller wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Zhuge Chen: "Maybe I'm really suspicious, give you the silver, and don't do this bluffing business in the future." After saying that, he threw down the broken silver and took Wang Chongyun away.

......

The fortune-telling young man who stretched out his hand to take the silver had a dark and uncertain look, staring at the back in the distance, and said coldly to the dark voice behind him that even Zhuge Chen had never noticed: "Huang Lao, how is this person? It is said that he is the next head of the Zhuge family, and he is also a god-king body, and he will definitely shine if he is used in the contention of a hundred schools!"

Huang Lao, who was in the dark, did not answer him directly, but instead picked up each copper coin and put it in the palm of his hand a few times, and asked, "What you just told him is true?"

"That's not it!" the fortune teller raised his head proudly: "When did the fortune calculated by my hand go wrong!"

"Then let's wait for him to live, the person whose life is about to be lost is not worth our efforts. After Huang Lao finished speaking, he dissipated directly.

The fortune teller boy who only raised his arm scratched his head, and said helplessly: "I haven't seen you for a long time to talk before leaving, no matter how bad it is, I want to invite you to have a drink." Look at the way you look, you look like a thankless busy. ”

"Who are you muttering about?" The dissipated Huang Lao returned, grabbed a key he had forgotten on the table, knocked on the young man's head and said: "I don't plan to be able to drink your wine in my life, and no one in our ancestral court knows that you are an iron rooster who does not pluck a hair." It's just a lot of work on face, and it's really time to see the real chapter, hum, so that half of my master is blushing. ”

After saying this, Huang Lao dissipated again.

This time, the fortune-telling boy has grown wise, and he deliberately reconnoitred the surroundings, and only after making sure that Huang Lao is gone, did he say to himself: "Isn't it that the seniority is higher than me, as for riding on my head like this, is it arrogant?"

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something, and sighed lamentingly: "The official level crushes people to death, now I know why those big and small Dao monarchs who work under me put on a bitter face all day long, don't blame them! But who asked them to stand up to me as a great heavenly monarch, this is called their blessing, and others can't come if they want it." ”

Not knowing what shame was, he paused, looked at the place where Zhuge Chen disappeared again, and muttered to himself: "Boy, you must not die." I have pressed most of my wealth on you, if you dare to die in the hands of the evil ghosts of the bamboo basket pseudo-realm, I will ...... I'll just ...... , I don't have a face to see people. So, for the sake of your own life and the face of this great heavenly monarch, you must live. ”

He first sat on the chair and hummed a folk song that he had heard by chance many years ago, and then kicked over the wooden table with copper coins in front of him under the gaze of the surrounding vendors, and said angrily: "When does Lao Tzu have to take care of the life and death of others, why should I bet on this damn boy, if I lose, I can't be laughed to death by those few who already look at me unpleasantly, I'm really angry!"