Changyu in May finally waited for a good day.

When Dong Junqin returned from Bitang, the vendors on the street were already shouting.

Gong Deshun's funeral was held in a low-key manner, except for his two protégés and four or five neighbors, only Dong Junqin came all the way to participate.

Back at Wangxue Tower, as soon as his left foot stepped over the threshold, the guy at the inn hurriedly ran over: "Doctor Dong, you can count it back!"

Dong Junqin looked at his panicked appearance, and his heart sank: "What's wrong?"

The guy took out a piece of paper, which seemed to be a note: "The little one just went to deliver breakfast to Mrs. Zun as you ordered, but no one responded after knocking on the door for a long time." The little one was afraid that she would be in good shape, so he rude himself and went in, but found that there was no one in the house at all, only this note. ”

Dong Junqin took the note and unfolded it to take a look: At noon, the Changyu Tower redeemed people.

The note was short, the tone was strong, and the handwriting was sloppy, and at a glance it was clear that it was written by Mu Jifeng.

Dong Junqin breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and burned the note with a pinch of his palm.

The guy didn't know why, picked up the incense burner to catch the paper ashes, and asked, "Doctor Dong, why aren't you nervous at all? Your wife has been kidnapped!"

Dong Junqin: "Wanlu, have you ever heard of a kidnapper meeting at noon? Also, this ransom is not written, and it does not say that there is a duel, which is considered a kidnapping." ”

Wan Lu: "That...... That lady...... It's ......"

Dong Junqin patted him: "It's okay, it should be my friend who is so idle that she is moldy that she took her out to play." ”

Wanlu sighed in disbelief. But Dong Junqin himself is not in a hurry, no matter how anxious he is, it is useless.

At noon, Dong Junqin came to the tower on the outskirts of Changyu as promised. This tower was built by the Tansheng Gate attached to the Changshengtai in those years. After the Changshengtai was cleared, this place was idle, and now it is managed by the Chang Imperial Mansion, which is a free garden for people to visit.

It's just that a few days ago, the weather was bad and there was a lot of muddy water, and it was the off-season of Changyu trade, and there were very few people who came here, so no one noticed that the golden red one-eyed man was standing on the top of the tower and looking into the distance.

Dong Junqin's broken sword scurried under his feet, leading him to a high place. After landing on the ground, Mu Baofeng came over with a smile: "Okay, you are the No. 1 doctor in the Central Plains! You don't even tell me about such a big thing as Song Jiyue's resurrection!"

Dong Junqin: "What about people?"

Mu Baofeng: "Nanqin saw that she was in good spirits, so she took her to East Street." Hey, don't interrupt, if it weren't for Nanqin, I wouldn't know that Song Jiyue had really come back to life, and you would be too alienated from me. ”

Dong Junqin: "If it weren't for Nanqin, how would she know?"

Without waiting for Mu Jifeng to continue, Dong Junqin suddenly realized: "Oh, I almost forgot." Someone had a big fight with her last month, and she went back to her parents' house, so she naturally found out. ”

Mu Baofeng cut off: "Count yourself lucky, Song Jiyue has a very good temper." ”

Dong Junqin chuckled: "What do you mean by this, do you want to change things with me?"

Mu Baofeng sighed: "Are you willing?"

Dong Junqin shook his head: "I don't want to." ”

Mu Jifeng: "I don't want to!" Song Jiyue has a good temper, but her body is too expensive. But...... Aruna said that this time she seemed to be much stronger than before. ”

Dong Junqin glanced at him: "Isn't this nonsense!"

After a few words of greeting, the two of them faced east together. To the east of Changyu is the market, and Nanqin and Song Jiyue don't know where to go. But Dong Junqin is not worried, there is always a way to get it back.

It's just that the two big men are a little awkward to visit the market, so they simply found a teahouse to sit down and listen to the listening and listening books to pass the time.

Today's joke in the Changyu Teahouse is about the past of the late Emperor Chenyang.

Dong Junqin and Mu Baofeng listened to it and wanted to laugh.

Mu Baofeng: "I remember that Chenyang did say before that he didn't mind someone outside the Xi clan being the emperor. Unexpectedly, Chengji was really seized by the horse master in the end. ”

Dong Junqin: "Then you have wronged the horse master." He didn't take the throne, it was Chenyang who took the initiative to delegate power. ”

Mu Baofeng's face was full of disbelief: "Is it really fake? Take the initiative to delegate power? Why? The courtiers, and those royal relatives and nobles don't object? I remember that Chen Ling's background is very ordinary, and he is still an orphan. ”

Dong Junqin: "Chen Ling was trained by him, and there is no blood relation, plus the child is smart, compared to the royal juniors, he is indeed more suitable for the position of the emperor." And with the blessing of the princess, it is useless for the courtiers to oppose it. ”

Mu Baofeng: "Are you sure? If that's the case, then how can the storyteller still say that he is usurping power?"

Dong Junqin: "Changyu is the territory of the British king, the British king has a son under his knees, who is about the same age and knowledge as Chen Ling, he originally thought that Chenyang had no children and would pass the throne to his son. Later, the British king was anxious for quick success and insisted that his son go to the west to lead the army, thinking that he could shake Chen Ling's position if he won the war exploits, but who knew that he killed him instead. The king of England was at odds with Chenyang in his early years, and now he counts all the new and old grudges on Chen Ling's head. ”

Mu Baofeng listened to Dong Junqin analyze these things for him, and suddenly found that something was wrong: "Ah Jun, you ...... Didn't you say when you left the capital that you would never ask about these troubles again? How do you know so clearly?"

Dong Junqin found that he had leaked his mouth, so he simply confessed: "It's not me who asked, it's Gao Ting who has to see me before he dies, I went to the capital, and he told me." ”

Mu Baofeng was puzzled: "Gao Ting has to see you? Why? I'm afraid it's not Chenyang who wants to see you, right?"

Dong Junqin shrugged: "I don't know this, I saw Chenyang in Gaofu at the time, and I didn't say much except saluting." But at that time, Chenyang himself seemed to know that his body was lacking in skills. No, he died two years after Gao Ting left. ”

At the mention of Chenyang, Mu Baofeng snorted twice: "I don't know if he regrets it." ”

"Regret what?" Dong Junqin heard that during his coma after the incident, Mu Baofeng was detained by Chenyang for a few days for no reason.

Although Dong Junqin never asked about it after waking up, when it came to Chenyang occasionally, Mu Jifeng's attitude was always a little subtle.

While the two chatted, the story of Mr. Storyteller slowly shifted from Chenyang to Tianqing.

Mu Baofeng had just come out of the Azure Realm, thought of Ling Yan, and asked, "I heard that after Song Jiyue came back to life, you took her to the Azure Realm?"

Dong Junqin nodded: "She said she wanted to go and see, and it happened that Xiaobao had something to look for me, so she took her with her." Anyway, Ah Xiang hadn't seen her for a long time, and they had their couple accompany her to play in Azure Town for a few days. ”

Mu Baofeng: "Oh, when I went, my Xiaobao happened to go down the mountain." What is he looking for from you?"

Dong Junqin: "The face on the back of Dabao's head disappeared, and he was worried that the end was coming." ”

Mu Baofeng: "Isn't that?"

Dong Junqin sighed: "It's almost." ”

Seeing that Dong Junqin was a little depressed, Mu Baofeng said with relief: "Dabao and Ah Xiang are ordinary people, and they are already long-lived if they can live to more than eighty. And although Dabao has the divine power of Emperor Yu, he has always been looked at by others for so many years, and he has to stay in Dongli.

Fortunately, Xiaobao is quite talented, and you have to pass on the true inheritance, and you have entered the azure again. Now that he has taken his father and mother to Liusang Valley, it can be regarded as spending his old age in peace. It's good compared to the poor people who are on the move. Don't be too sad. ”

Dong Junqin nodded with a wry smile, remembering that Ah Xiang and Dabao were almost kicked out by the villagers with their children. And he couldn't come back in time to protect them when he was looking for medicine, and Dong Junqin was extremely guilty until now.

Seeing that he was still sad, Mu Baofeng hurriedly changed the topic: "By the way, Ling Xiao's drowsiness, you can't help it?"

Dong Junqin shook his head: "When you dug me out of the ground, my cultivation was all wasted by the Birth Stone. Even if it takes sixty or seventy years to find a little back, it will only be enough for Edgeworth. ”

Mu Baofeng was suspicious: "Are you sure?" Nanqin said that Ah Lu told her that you went to the Netherworld Ghost Realm to find Lord Yama to snatch Song Jiyue's Yuan Soul back. ”

Dong Junqin helplessly held his forehead: "You don't need any cultivation to go to the Netherworld and Netherworld Ghost Realm." As long as it's a fairy, you can go. As for what Nangong Lu said, he exaggerated. I told King Yama well, and I know that I am moved by emotion. ”

Mu Baofeng squinted his eyes, he had seen Dong Junqin's love theory, and he really didn't dare to compliment: "However, Song Jiyue's Yuan Ling returned to his body through the stone, in fact, he was resurrected from the dead in the previous life." Although it is said that the life extension is more than 20 years, it is against common sense, and perhaps the king of Yama is not very dry. ”

Mu Baofeng finally got to the point, and Dong Junqin raised the corners of his mouth.

Mu Baofeng saw that he was happy, and he was also relieved: "Although your cultivation has been abolished, but Song Jiyue's soul loss has been cured, and your immortal path has also been cultivated, and I have also found a place in the Demon City, which can be regarded as a great joy." However, now that Song Jiyue is in good health, are you considering having a child?"

The words changed sharply, the corners of Dong Junqin's mouth froze in place, and then he slowly turned his head and said to him: "Ah Feng, I waited for fifty years to wait for her to come back to life, can you let us eat, drink, and have fun for a while." ”

Mu Baofeng: "No, having children and eating, drinking and having fun do not conflict. Besides, didn't your father regret that you didn't have a son and a daughter before he died?"

Dong Junqin: "Her memory loss is even worse when she is resurrected this time, not only can't remember clearly, but she doesn't remember at all." It took a month just to convince her that I was her husband, and to have a baby or something, let's talk about it later. ”

Mu Baofeng: "You have to get it, anyway, one of you will become an immortal, and the other will not dare to accept it, and there is time, when I didn't say it." ”

Dong Junqin: "I said Ah Feng, why are you so keen on having children? You want children? How do I remember when you said that you had a relationship with Nanqin?"

Mu Baofeng lamented: "Big brother, we have been relying on each other for sixty or seventy years, and we are very tired." ”

"I've heard that demons can live for a thousand years!" Dong Junqin laughed at him mercilessly, "Otherwise, you will also be separated for fifty years? Then you look at Ling Yan again, he never heard him tired of talking to the sleeping Ling Xiao every day." ”

Mu Baofeng waved his hand: "You don't know, it's really boring to stay in the Demon City, and Nanqin is too lazy to move." If you could, maybe you could pass the time with me. ”

"The Demon City is boring?" After Dong Junqin came out of the ground, because his cultivation was completely destroyed and the root was damaged, he still couldn't open the whole gate array to go to the Demon City. So he thought that the magic city was still so messy.

However, Mu Baofeng said that this is not the case at all now: "Do you know who I saw in the Demon City? Xiahou Huai! Xiahou Huai was betrayed into the Demon Dao after his death! And this time he followed Long Heng and put away his violent temper. ”

Dong Junqin knew, it turned out to be Xiahou Huai in the Demon City. That's really not going to mess around, at least not for a short time.

Dong Junqin: "Then does he still remember what happened at the beginning?"

Mu Baofeng: "I tried it, but I don't remember it clearly, at least he doesn't remember Ningxi." It may be that the last blow of the Creation Stone sucked away his Yuan Soul and eliminated the part of his memory about Ning Xi. ”

Dong Junqin recalled that when he entered the stone, the stone creatures almost swallowed up all the creatures. Its energy is so great that he went down with a sword, and the long sword was directly broken in two, which has not been repaired so far.

Unexpectedly, the energy later got out of control and backfired the stone creatures, causing him to self-destruct. The great multi-spirits were somewhat affected by the back and forth in the creation stone.

When Mu Baofeng thought of Dong Junqin being dragged under the Infernal Hell at that time, and the remnant of his body when he dug him out, his chest tightened faintly: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about the past." ”

Dong Junqin was embarrassed, obviously he spoke first.

At this time, Mu Baofeng glanced at Nanqin's figure, and it was Song Jiyue beside her: "The two of them have come back." Nanqin!"

Mu Jifeng leaned against the window and called. The two of them looked up in unison. When Song Jiyue saw the two, she raised her eyebrows with joy and waved vigorously to the two.

Dong Junqin paid the money and Mu Baofeng went downstairs in an instant, leading their respective people back.

Song Jiyue and Dong Junqin walked in front and couldn't help but talk to him about what they had seen and heard in the past half a day.

Nanqin and Mu Baofeng followed behind and said softly: "I really haven't slept in vain in fifty years, and I really have a lot of energy." It's like a twenty-eight girl. ”

Mu Baofeng listened to her voice, full of energy, and couldn't help but admire Dong Junqin's obsession for really coming true: "But I'm wondering, how could Song Jiyue go to the Infernal Hell with us in the first place? ”

Nanqin couldn't remember it for a long time. After that incident, several of them had fragmented memories: "Maybe she secretly followed herself...... Don't think about it, it's not good right now anyway. It turned out to be good, and everything was fine. ”

Mu Jifeng thought about it, so he led Nanqin and stepped forward quickly to join their conversation.

When he returned to Wangxue Tower, Wan Lu saw that Mrs. Dong had come back safe and sound, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When preparing the food, Mu Baofeng asked them about their next plans, and Dong Junqin said that he wanted to take Song Jiyue to Lulin to have a ride, and by the way, he went to visit the two sons of the You family.

Speaking of the You family, Mu Jifeng said to Song Jiyue awkwardly: "Jiyue, do you know, the two sons of the You family are very handsome! Even the first time I saw it, I was shocked. ”

Dong Junqin: ......

Nanqin: ......

Mu Jifeng's expression was sincere, and Song Jiyue's eyes lit up: "Really, more handsome than Dong Junqin?"

"It can't be compared at all!" Mu Jifeng looked at Dong Junqin's half black face, and the more he spoke, the more energetic he became.

In the end, Dong Junqin couldn't bear it anymore, and the broken sword was exposed from the cuffs.

Mu Baofeng quickly pressed it and said: "Ah Jun, pay attention to your identity! You are a doctor, you can't draw your sword in public! Hey, you can't turn into a needle! Okay, okay, no matter how handsome the son of the You family is, Ji Yue will not run with them, what are you angry about! Quickly put away your hidden soul, put it away!"

Fortunately, after a moment of their fight, Song Jiyue had forgotten about whether the son of the You family was handsome or not, and instead cared about other things.

Mu Baofeng watched him slowly put away the hidden soul, and couldn't help but owe again: "Your sword was called Soul Burial before, why did you change the word to call Soul Concealment?

Dong Junqin: "I'm a doctor, and I carry a sword with me to bury the soul, what should the patient think when he knows it?"

Mu Baofeng nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, they may think that you are doing a ghost in the name of a doctor." ”

Dong Junqin: "You...... In the future, I still have less contact with Nangong Law, and I am more and more poor in talking. ”

Mu Baofeng disagreed: "Ah Lu is very good, he is now an upright prince, he can go to the court and ...... down."

Halfway through Mu Baofeng's words, Song Jiyue suddenly pulled Dong Junqin's sleeve: "Hey Dong Junqin, are they eating bean curd at that table?"

Dong Junqin: "Do you want to eat bean curd?"

Mu Baofeng: "Didn't you eat it on East Street?"

Nanqin: "I didn't eat it. It's late, and people are done buying. ”

Mu Baofeng: "It's so easy to sell, but what is delicious about the bean curd, it's cold, and it doesn't matter if it's full." ”

Song Jiyue saw Mu Jifeng say this about Douhua, and she didn't dare to ask for it again for a while. But Dong Junqin invited Wan Lu to ask, and it turned out that it was brought by the table next door. However, there is no list in Wangxuelou, but Dong Junqin can do it himself.

Half an hour later, Dong Junqin came out with a few bowls of bean curd, and Song Jiyue swallowed her saliva unconsciously when she smelled the taste.

But Mu Jifeng and Nanqin were a little afraid to speak. In the past, the bean curd they ate was topped with honey beans, raisins and sugar water, but how did Dong Junqin make it look like pouring soy sauce?

But seeing that Song Jiyue eats so energetically, maybe this is Dong Junqin's exclusive recipe?

Mu Baofeng and Nanqin mustered up the courage to take a bite, and then squirted out again.

They frowned and stuck out their tongues all over the table looking for tea: "What are you putting here? Sichuan pepper oil? Why do you still have pepper and chili pepper?"

Dong Junqin calmly ate the contents of his bowl: "Didn't you say that there is nothing delicious about bean curd, so I will add some flavor to you." ”

Mu Baofeng deeply thought that this was Dong Junqin taking revenge on him. Childish, really the older you get, the more naïve you become!

But Nanqin stabbed him and motioned him to look at Song Jiyue, only to see that Song Jiyue had already finished eating with relish, and at the end, he didn't forget to lick his lips.

Isn't it, the resurrected people have such a heavy taste? Mu Baofeng rinsed his mouth and decided to give up the bean curd. This bean curd was specially burned for Song Jiyue at all, and it had nothing to do with them.

After the four of them had eaten and drunk enough, Dong Junqin settled the house money and set up with Song Jiyue's sword.

Nanqin sat behind Mu Baofeng and confirmed again: "Ah Jun, go directly to Lulin?"

Dong Junqin nodded, and then disappeared into the sky with a bang, leaving only a scream floating in the sky above Changyu.

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