Liu Qi was seriously injured and couldn't turn into a human form for a while, so he coerced and coerced Fengmo who borrowed the glass net fire to burn the "Mountains and Rivers Roll", turned into his appearance and temporarily acted as the principal, and sent all the visitors out of the mountain.

Tonight, the guest hall on the third floor was completely emptied, and only His Royal Highness King Rui of Great Xia lived there, which was rare to be so quiet on Qingjin Mountain.

On the top of the moon, the lights are swaying.

Passing through the courtyard with the shadows of the trees, and bypassing the layers of rockeries, Ye Yao walked into the wind pavilion covered by the bamboo forest, and saw Meng Xu'an sitting in front of the stone table, in a daze with a floating fan, and a few exquisite tea sets on the side.

"Your Highness—"

She snapped his thoughts.

Coming back to his senses and putting down the fan, Meng Xu'an said gently: "You are here." Sit, drink tea. ”

Ye Yao sat down opposite him and said, "Your Highness, I have come to bid you farewell. ”

"Where are you going?" Meng Xu'an's eyebrows flashed.

Ye Yao didn't answer, looked at him and said with a smile: "Now, you don't have to get married, you can leave Beijing and go to the fiefdom." The ancestral 'Peach Blossom Fan' was also obtained. I don't need ...... anymore."

"Where are you going?" Meng Xu'an asked again.

"Kunlun Xu. Ye Yao replied.

Meng Xu'an frowned, "That place where it snows all year round?"

"Well, yes. Inexplicably, he didn't dare to look at him, Ye Yao lowered his head and twisted his fingers, "Senior Brother Jin Yu wants to go back to Kunlun to find Chu Tang's bones, and both the national teacher and Aze will go with him." After thinking about it, I still didn't feel at ease, and I planned to take Xue Li with them. Chu Tang is my closest friend, and finding her bones and protecting her family is what I have to do. ”

"Okay, I'll have you get some more clothes. Meng Xu'an poured two teas.

I knew that she was leaving, and I thought of a thousand words in my heart, but I couldn't say a word at this time.

The tea soup was steaming, and the air separated the two, and the silhouettes of each other were a little blurry.

Ye Yao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "I'll leave in three days, I'm afraid it's too late to tailor." I'm a demon, I'm not afraid of the cold!"

Meng Xu'an pushed a cup of tea to her hand and said slowly: "It's done, and it will be sent up the mountain tomorrow." Did you leave after three days? Originally, it was ...... I want to marry you in marriage......

What does he mean?!

Why does the tone seem to be a little regretful?

If there was no such thing as a dream demon, would I really marry him in three days?

Although the marriage is fake, the marriage of the human race, the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, and the heaven and the earth are the evidence...... It is enough, if you don't distinguish between the true and the false, what is the true and the false?

Ye Yao took a cool breath, and suddenly panicked in her heart.

She grabbed the teacup and took two sips, trying to calm her mind.

"Gunju is in the northeast of Shengjing, and the palace is in Jeju, so it's easy to find the way there. If you come back, feel free to come to me, just ...... I'm alive. ”

Meng Xu'an didn't squint, staring at the mist lingering on the teacup, his expression indifferent as if he was talking to himself.

"Okay—"

Ye Yao nodded, and squeezed out a smile vigorously, "Does Your Highness like water mist? I can teach you a 'fog dew trick', and use this fan to cast a spell, which can quickly condense mist on any water surface." ”

"Huh?"

Meng Xu'an raised his eyebrows, "What's the use of fogging?"

Lost his word......

He is bent on controlling the water, but the fan in his heart can only summon fog.

What a disappointment now!

"Looking at flowers in the fog, flowers are more beautiful. Ye Yao smiled awkwardly.

"Oh. By the way, this one will be back for you—"

Ignoring her kindness, Meng Xu'an took out the umbrella handle from his sleeve and solemnly handed it to her.

Ye Yao took the handle of the pitch-black umbrella, and finally saw its appearance clearly in the light of the gauze lamp.

The "Yin and Yang Umbrella" can seal the undead and shuttle between the two worlds of Yin and Yang. The umbrella handle is made of bamboo, smooth and tough, with the South China Sea purple bamboo forest, three thousand years to grow a bamboo, over the years will bloom and die of the bamboo, pitch black is its own color.

Under the gauze lamp, it flows with a soft light, which is very beautiful.

"I want you to do me a favor. Ye Yao said.

"What?" Meng Xu'an was a little surprised.

She has already been able to "destroy the world" and set fire to the palace, what else is there to help herself?

Ye Yao smiled, held the handle of the umbrella and said, "It is a mortal magic weapon, and it needs to be driven by the breath of mortals." If you have time, can you accompany me on a trip to the underworld and send a few undead souls of fellow Daoists to reincarnation?"

"Reincarnation, will you become a newborn baby?" Meng Xu'an asked.

Ye Yao pondered: "After the undead enter the underworld, they must be handed over to the judgment of the Ten Hall Hades and settle the sins of life before they can enter reincarnation. The 'six realms of reincarnation' are divided into the path of heaven and humanity, humanity, animal and livestock, the path of asura, the path of hungry ghosts, and the path of hell. To put it simply, everyone has their own proper home, and only a small part of them can be reincarnated as a human being. ”

Meng Xu'an nodded, "Okay." I've been free lately, when are you going?"

"Now—"

Ye Yao picked him up and walked to the begonia tree in the center of the courtyard.

The hand holding the handle of the umbrella was pressed against his palm, and the whole person leaned on his arms, and his breathing in his ears increased slightly.

"The sky is divided day and night, and the road opens yin and yang. ”

Ye Yao twisted her fingertips and threw the handle of the umbrella into the air.

There was a flash of light in the air, and with the breath of Meng Xu'an, the black umbrella handle instantly propped up into a white paper umbrella, and it fell back into Ye Yao's hand.

A cool breeze blows, and the begonia trees sprinkle a shower of flowers.

The paper umbrella blocks the withered petals, leaving a layer of pale pink falling flowers at their feet.

"Are you ready?" asked Ye Yao.

Meng Xu'an cleared his throat, "Okay." ”

Ye Yao raised his toes and drew an arc among the falling flowers on the ground, and the strength of his waist and back flowed with his posture.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the falling flowers are becoming more and more blurred. The ground under his feet turned into a golden whirlpool, and instantly sucked the paper umbrella and the two people under the umbrella into it.

"Crackle-crackle-"

The raindrops fell on the paper umbrella, and the crisp sound woke Meng Xu'an.

What's going on?

He was shocked in the bottom of his heart, and immediately cheered up. But I saw myself holding a paper umbrella, standing in the middle of a narrow mountain path. The road ahead was foggy and chaotic, and looking back was a hazy void.

This is Huangquan Road?!

There are no signs, not a single pedestrian is missing, the drizzle is endless, and everything makes people's hearts hairy.

The only thing that reassures him is that there is still his "guide" standing under the paper umbrella.

"The road to the underworld is so beautiful!" Ye Yao sighed.

"Here...... Is it beautiful?" Meng Xu'an felt inexplicable.

Ye Yao waved her hand and sighed, "That's because you haven't walked the road from the Demon Realm to the Netherworld." The cliff is high, the plank road is decayed, and the pontoon bridge is shaking, which can make people lose their lives at any time. That's not the way people walk!"

"People don't go the way you say. Meng Xu'an muttered.

"That's what it means, you just know it. ”

Ye Yao waved her hand, grabbed his arm, pulled him straight forward, and urged as she walked: "Hurry up, don't delay everyone's time." ”

Nightly Ballads

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