Chapter Twenty-Seven, Someone Imitates My Face

The words of the Xiang Xiang are like a boulder rolling into the originally calm lake, and a thousand waves follow. "What you said is true, where is it?" Shanyin couldn't believe it, when Xiang Yu said that Nanyu would come back, he had always been a deaf ear, with his left ear in and out of his right ear. thought that Xiang Xiang was just overly sad, so he would use such a reason to numb himself. Although the relationship between the three of them is very good, Nan Yu and Yu Xiang are closer. Nanyu was raised by Xiang Xiang, and he was also a father and friend. It is precisely for this reason that Nan Yu has also been developed into an unreliable temperament, and he wants to come out of it. Second, at that time, he had not had much time to meet with Heavenly Court, and he was too serious, which made Nan Yu a little afraid of himself when he was a child. When I grow up, I am no longer afraid, but I am not too close.

"I'm not sure yet, I just feel like it, and I need to make sure again. Yu Xiang looked at Shanyin, his expression sank, "You know this matter, don't tell others, especially Tianjun." ”

"I know I'm in my own hands. Since you left, I've been paying attention to Tianjun's side, and I always feel that his actions are becoming more and more incomprehensible. San'in remembered what happened some time ago and was a little worried. "Don't worry, I promised to protect the Heavenly Realm like Emperor Jun, not to protect the Heavenly Monarch. If he dared to do anything to endanger the heavenly realm, the first one would not forgive him. ”

"That's good, I thought you were still an elm head, and you only know how to be loyal. Do you know it, blindly be loyal, and don't know how to distinguish between right and wrong, it is foolish loyalty. Although the Heavenly Realm was established by Lord Dijun, the Lord has been dead for many years, and this Heavenly Realm has long since changed. There are not a few old people left in the heavenly court, the retreat of the retreat, the fall of the fall, why do you have to embarrass yourself, trapped there. He tried to persuade San'in more than once, but he didn't succeed, and he didn't know what was going on in his head.

"I see. If it's really Nanyu who comes back, I won't care about this heavenly court anymore, and I'll walk around with you. San'in seemed to be tired of it, looking at the unrecognizable Heavenly Court and the faces of Mo Shen, those loyalties were almost exhausted.

"When the ceremony over there is completed, you will go back to Heaven, I want to go to the underworld in a few days, there are some things that need to be checked. Yu said to San'in. "When I'm figured it out, I'll come back, don't worry. If Nanyu's matter can be confirmed, I will also inform you as soon as possible. ”

"Your divine body has not fully recovered, don't wander around, stay in the underworld to do things, and then come back as soon as possible. Leave me a message when you get back, and I'll find time to come back to see you. And ......" San'in was interrupted with disgust before he finished speaking.

"Gotta get it...... When will your old mother's personality change, worry too much and get old fast. With a smile, he pushed Sanyin and walked out. "Let's go, I'll send you out, don't drown your dry ox. ”

When the two of them went ashore, Sanin was about to leave, but he was pulled by his sleeve. "Then tell me the truth, do you have a crush on that little landlord? If that's the case, I'll pull a thread for you this time?"

San'in held his breath in his heart, and it hurt. "Why don't you think more about yourself?" and walked away with a black face.

"Hey, I haven't seen you in hundreds of years, and my temper is good, so it's not okay. Yu Xiang looked at Sanyin's back and shook his head.

However, on the bridge, Jinzhu, who was looking forward to piercing it, finally saw that the captain was coming. Somehow, there have been fewer and fewer souls on this bridge lately, and it's not bad to have one every three or five times. If it weren't for the lack of rain here, Jinzhu felt like she was about to grow mushrooms. "Meng Po, come to the soul, prepare to boil soup. I saw a handsome boy, shaking a paper fan and coming slowly. The wind of the underworld blew his clothes fluttering, and his hair was flying, so he was not dashing. "Yo, there's a thing. This yin wind is gusting, and you have to make a fan to install it, and you are not afraid of freezing yourself to death. ”

"I'm already dead and can't die anymore, how can I freeze to death. Meng Po looked at the people on the bridge and couldn't help but praise: "What a pretty gentleman." I came here at a young age, and I don't know how many beautiful women I have to provoke. ”

As he spoke, the man had already walked up to the two, put away the fan, and asked with a smile: "Two, dare to ask if this is the Nai He Bridge?"

"Poof, you said that you are an old snake who has lived for an unknown number of thousands of years, but you are a young man. Just learn, you have to pretend to be a peerless son. It's okay not to speak, people look like dogs, and when they speak, their original form is revealed. Jinzhu looked at Yu Xiang with disgust.

"I could assume you're jealous of my good looks! But how do you tell it's mine? Now I and that crazy half-fairy are obviously two different bodies, with very different styles and no more in common. "I wanted to play tricks on the appearance of these two people, but I didn't expect to be recognized so quickly.

"There is a saying that good-looking skins are the same, and interesting souls are one in a thousand. This can apply to you, but with a slight change. Meng Po looked at Yu Xiang. "You are one in a million skins, and your soul is the same. It's inseparable from a silly white dick to change. ”

"It's called whether it's good or not, it's my uniqueness. Even if someone imitates my face, they can't imitate my verve. He opened the fan and fanned it in a fake way.

"Why don't you imitate your face?" Jinzhu sneered.

"Face face, face face, face is not face?"

"And you don't use the fan right, haven't you heard the mantra of using a fan? bra belly sedan crotch, blind matchmaker shoulder nipple belly, road collar green sleeve service half fan, book buttocks peasant back bald. You use your fan to rub your shoulder, which is clearly the posture of a matchmaker. Jinzhu explained.

"I'll go, and I haven't heard of any of them. Then I'll change it, so it's okay. With that mantra, he dropped the fan on his chest and fanned it one by one.

"Alright, put away your fan. It doesn't look like an ordinary product, don't mess with things. Jinzhu felt that this appearance was simply blind, which looked like a fairy. "We helped you find out your identity that day, but it's just a gesture, find a subordinate, and bring some thank-you gifts, why do you need to go to thank you in person, it's too polite. ”

"Well, actually, I'm here to find Dijun, and I'm stopping by to see you two, and I didn't bring a thank you gift. Xiang put away the fan and kindly reminded him.

Meng Po laughed tremblingly on the side, looked at Jinzhu who was choked, and made up for it in a good mood. "I'm being sentimental. ”

"Hey, hey, I won't talk to you, I'm here today for something, just teasing you. Not only to find the land, but also to find the two of you. Yu Xiang didn't want to fight with Jinzhu, which directly explained his intention. "Can I look at your bodies, I always feel that you two have the breath of a friend of mine. ”

"It's too much, it's okay for me to be a man, although Meng Po is an old lady, she is also a woman, how can you check her body casually?"

"Is there some yellow waste in your head?" Meng Po wanted to knock Jinzhu's head open to see.

"I want to search for the spirit in your body, not the body. "I couldn't laugh or cry.

"Then if you don't make it clear once, I will misunderstand. Jinzhu touched her nose in embarrassment. At that time, he really didn't think much about it, but he just understood the literal meaning, and ended up making such a big oolong.

"Since you're saying it's your friend, it doesn't matter if you check it out, it's not a big deal anyway. Jinzhu thought to himself, if this was the case, maybe he would be able to find a clue to his identity, so he agreed without hesitation.

Meng Po didn't object, after all, for an old monster like Xiang Xiang, who was left over from ancient times, he could quietly probe their souls. Yu Xiang was able to take the initiative to tell them, which means that he didn't have a shelf, and he would tell them truthfully if he treated them as friends.

"I'll go, that's it, and I've thought of a bunch of reasons to convince you. As he spoke, he divided his divine consciousness into two strands, entering the bodies of Meng Po and Jinzhu respectively. At the time of half a pillar of incense, Yu Xiang received his divine consciousness and thought about it. "How can this be?" said to himself after a while.

"But what's wrong?" Jinzhu saw his confused look, a little curious about what he had discovered.

"You two seem to have been badly wounded, so your souls are incomplete. Yu Xiang looked at Meng Po Jinzhu, remembered the picture he had just seen, and felt some sympathy for them. "Who is so vicious and so heavy? ”

Generally speaking, the Divine Soul is a miniature version of its owner, and has been staying in the sea of knowledge. Because of the difference in the ontology, the knowledge of the sea is also different, but most of it is related to the ontology or exercises. For example, Nanyu's body is purple bamboo, so his sea of knowledge is a purple bamboo forest. Sanyin's lore technique is to press the top of the cow, so he knows the sea is a big mountain. And Jin Zhu and Meng Po's sea of consciousness is barren, there is nothing, even the divine soul is in the weakest state, and there is only a phantom left. Except for being injured, he couldn't think of any other reason for this to happen.

"To tell you the truth, I don't even know if I'm a human or a demon or a demon right now, let alone anything else. Jinzhu was also depressed, saying that he should have a mortal enemy, but he didn't know anything.

"Am I just a Meng Po?How could anyone want to kill me?" Meng Po was even more depressed than Jinzhu, she honestly boiled soup and worked hard to cross her soul, how could she blame others.

Yu Xiang knew that these two people must have been damaged, so they forgot all about the past. What to ask now, these two people don't know, it's better to find Dijun directly. With his mana, he must have known that these two people were not lightly injured. Besides, he knew that there was only Meng Po on the bridge, where would he arrange an assistant to say this. It must have been the Dijun who knew the cause and effect, so he placed the two of them on the Nai He Bridge.

"Don't worry, I'll go find Dijun first, he should know the situation. You two have helped me, and I will help you, no matter what, think of repairing your spirits first. With that, he disappeared in place.