Chapter 213: Commander Xingjun

Si Ming Xingjun's cave is in Lingjun Mountain, Lingjun Mountain is easy to find, but Si Ming is difficult to find, and often the dragon sees the head but does not see the end.

Lu Mi came to Si Ming's mansion accompanied by Xichen, and the boy who was guarding the door was bored squatting on the ground playing with stones, and when he saw someone coming, he didn't raise his head and said: "Si Ming left the house yesterday and didn't return, so please ask for another day." ā€

Wouldn't it be a trip for nothing if you weren't at home, Lu Mi sighed, and was ready to go home and come back tomorrow. Alas, she still wants to go down early, I don't know what happened to Shui Qianqian and them, and Huo'er, whether the people sent by the Emperor of Heaven were able to rescue them in time.

You said that King Linyuan is far away, there is something wrong with his head, he has to start a war, now it's good, how many people have to die. Immortals are okay, as long as the soul is not dispersed, there will always be a day of reincarnation, maybe Lord Yama will also give a good tire for the sake of the antenna. The demons are different, they have no soul and no soul, and everything disappears when they die.

Just dare to take the initiative to provoke, and the braincase was kicked away by a donkey. The population of the demon clan is too large, so let's deliberately consume some.

"Hehe," who wants Xichen to take a step forward, bend his waist and grab all the stones on the ground in his hand, throw them twice, and said with a smile, "I haven't returned from the house, so I'm drinking a lot." ā€

What? Lu Qiqi couldn't believe her ears, what did she hear? Si Ming actually drank alcohol, and drank too much? Even if she didn't understand it, she knew that drinking was wrong, and Si Ming's mistake was a big deal.

"Who dares to ......" The little boy who was robbed of the toy raised his head angrily, and when he saw that it was Xichen, his face was quickly filled with a flattering smile, "It's Sister Xichen, what kind of wind blew my sister here today?"

Xichen was very satisfied with his attitude, and said arrogantly: "I will accompany the gods to discuss something with Xingjun, you can go in and report it." ā€

"God?" Xiao Tong's suspicious eyes slipped around Lu Qiyi's body, "Which god?"

Forgive him for being clumsy, I really didn't see it. Su Xi had a good relationship with Si Ming Xingjun before he went down to earth, and he often came to Si Ming to drink together, so Xiao Tong has seen it many times, he can pack a ticket, and the god is definitely not like this.

"Which one else can be, of course, is our family. Xichen was unhappy, flicked a finger on his head, and said, "Go quickly, let you do something to grind." ā€

Xiao Tong "oops" covered his head that was hurt by Xichen's bullet with a painful cry, withdrew his suspicious eyes, and pouted: "Sister Xichen, didn't I say it, Xingjun is not at home today." ā€

Yes, Sister Xichen said yes, they are naturally still the same as when they were in the nether realm, and his cultivation is still shallow, so it's normal if he can't see it.

"Hehe," Xichen straightened his cuffs, his eyes slanted, "Who are you fooling? With that, an arrow stepped in front of the vermilion gate, raised his fist and smashed.

Obediently, this girl at Xichen can't see it, and she has this ability, no wonder Si Yao Xingjun said that she was going to find Si Ming, she volunteered to follow, it turned out that there was this factor in it.

Well, slamming the door without saying a word, it seems to have her Lu Mi style.

"Don't, don't. The little boy jumped up and hugged Xichen's fist that he was about to smash, and said with a smile, "Xingjun said that he can't see outsiders, but where is the outsider when my sister follows the gods, right?" The little guy's words changed faster than turning a book, "Please come with me." ā€

"Hmph!" Xichen shook his head proudly and stood behind Lu Mi.

Lu Mi didn't need to say a word, he didn't need to make a gesture to enter the mansion of Siming Xingjun so smoothly, and followed the bitter boy with a small face to find Siming Xingjun who was drunk by the lotus pond.

The green jade wine bottle fell to the ground, and the wine flowed all over the ground, and the air was full of rich and intoxicating wine. Si Ming lay on the railing of the lotus pond, holding the book with his right hand, spreading out his left hand, a golden pen rolled down not far away, and the person was sleeping, muttering two sentences from time to time.

The little boy looked at Si Ming in embarrassment, then at Lu Mi and Xichen, and said, "God, you are not an outsider, you must not say anything about this matter." ā€

"He drinks like this, and no one cares?" Lu Qiqi asked in surprise.

Si Ming is in charge of the fate of the life of the nether people, and the lives of mortals are good or bad in one of his pens. At present, his drunken state has seriously affected his work state, no wonder so many people in the lower realm are living a fucked life now, and the co-authors are all products of Si Ming's drunkenness.

"What's the matter, Xingjun doesn't like to interact with people, so there aren't many people who come to the door, and occasionally some immortals find out that they are all close friends, and they won't go outside," Xiao Tong said helplessly, "And Xingjun doesn't do this often, only two or three times a year." ā€

"Then you can't drink so much, drunk like this and write a life for people, isn't it harmful?" Lu Mi said righteously.

After speaking, she felt Xichen quietly pulling the hem of her clothes behind her, she turned her head and handed her a puzzled look, could it be that she said something wrong.

Before Xichen could speak, the little boy on the side was already confused: "God, you didn't say that unexpectedly, you forgot, this wine was still drunk by you persuaded Xingjun, at that time he didn't drink it at that time, and you and Emperor Xishun forced it together." ā€

"Huh?"

What's the situation, Lu Mi was dumbfounded.

Xiao Tong said: "At that time, Xingjun said that he was exhausted, and he couldn't write any different life, sighing every day, you just said that he was drunk, the sun and the moon were long, and there were thousands of knots in the wine, and the thoughts were gushing in the drunken dream, and then Xingjun drank every day." ā€

Speaking of which, Xiao Tong's tone was a little dissatisfied, and the god walked away every time he poured Xingjun wine, leaving him and a few brothers to clean up the mess together, do you know how difficult it is to serve the drunk Si Ming?

"I—I said that?" Lu Qiqi knotted his tongue and looked at Xichen in disbelief.

Then Xichen nodded bitterly.

"The gods of my family are also for the good of your Xingjun, you see how many good characters have been written since Xingjun drank wine, and how many beautiful painting books have been added to the nether realm. Besides, who knew that Xingjun would become like this, if he is not diligent in self-cultivation, this is his own fault, and he can't rely on others. Xichen shouted.

In short, her central idea is that everything in my family is good, and if there is anything wrong, it must be your fault.

The boy choked and couldn't speak.

Suddenly, Si Ming, who was asleep, threw away the notebook he was holding, turned it over, and sang in a long voice: "Official, you are in danger when you go to Xiguan, and I am really uneasy as my wife, why don't I go with you?"

The tone is round and jade, crisp and pleasant. Because of the suddenness of the start, coupled with the large range of movements, Lu Qiqi and Xichen were both startled.

Then he changed his male voice and continued: "A good wife doesn't have to worry, if you have a good horse for your husband, you will succeed immediately, you take care of the old mother and children at home, and wait for my good news." ā€

Then he sang a few more words, a male voice for a while, a female voice switched back and forth, mixed with the old mother and the young son frolicking, as well as gongs and drums Allegro, orchestral accompaniment, it was difficult for him to play multiple roles but still in order, not chaotic at all.

But the sound continued to get lower and lower, and finally turned into the same snoring sound as before.