The early morning light passes through the shade of the bamboo, a few strands of mist linger on the bamboo tops, the big rooster raises his head and crows, startling the quiet of the night farther away, the morning light breaks, the mild light pierces the mist, only to see the big red happy words have been pasted inside and outside the house. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Li Yu hurriedly put on his new clothes and stood outside the chaimen, greeting the bustling neighbors. Meishan Liuyou was also called by Jimo, in addition to being responsible for the safety of the wedding, he could also use the magic power of the six people to solve many troubles that mortals couldn't do.

At Li Yu's request, all the purchases of weddings were arranged according to the customs of mortals, and the 'new house' was Cuizhuju. If you use mana, you can't clean up with a snap of your fingers, but Jimo didn't use half a monk's method, and cleaned the front and back of the house in the middle of the night.

At the beginning of dawn, the whole green bamboo house seems to have changed, the original bookish and ancient, plus a little mist, pasted with the big red happy word, as if half hidden in the mundane, half in the fairy world, ethereal and hazy, like real and illusory.

Before the sun rose, Jimo changed into new clothes, rode a horse and followed the sedan chair to three miles outside the Cuizhu residence.

The horse's head hung a big red flower tied with silk cloth, two locks of red silk from the horse's head to the horse's tail, and then fastened, plus the black horse's dark and shiny fur, energetic, the saddle was also wrapped in fresh red cloth, replaced with a new pedal.

Accompanied by the musicians of the neighborhood, Jimo rode away from Cuizhuju on horseback, waiting for the auspicious time to come.

The whole green bamboo house is shrouded in joy, everywhere is covered with red hanging colors, even the chickens and ducks in the chicken coop and duck cage are also hung with red flowers. Miles of roads outside the chai gate were cleaned, and the branches were covered with red silk and pasted with red letters.

Li Ruoyi's boudoir door was closed, and there were invited maids to listen to the call, and several middle-aged women who were neat and neat were taking care of her.

She sat in front of the mirror and dressed up carefully, with a little light makeup, her half-black and half-white hair was tightly tied with a bouquet of beaded flowers, and the excess thick long hair hung quietly behind her.

In the bronze mirror, her lips were as red as rouge, her eyes were as bright as stars, her slender fingers were lightly attached to her temples, she turned her head to examine it carefully, her eyes turned into a little smile, she looked up at the closed red window, and got up to open the window to look, but was stopped by a few maids laughing.

The leaves of early autumn have taken on a bit of gloom, and the clouds and mist rise with the bright sun, slowly dissipating, revealing a clear sky, as clear as a pool of clear water, without half impurities.

The auspicious time has arrived, Jimo drove the high-headed black horse, sandwiched in the center of the blowing band, and walked towards Cuizhuju.

His deep eyes were like melting ancient waves, his soft and slightly square face was extraordinary, his ten fingers were slender and powerful, and he held the reins tightly, and the big black horse walked steadily, and the horse's hooves were powerful, and his steps were secretly in harmony with the joy.

High-headed horses, new clothes and new people, with the high-pitched and festive music, steadily walked out of the grove, and when they walked quickly to the front of the chaimen, there were already respected elders in the countryside who personally lit the firecrackers, and the red flowers in the sky were scattered, floating on the top of Jimo's head, and falling to the ground.

He turned over and dismounted, stepped on the music, and walked slowly to the front door.

At this moment, Li Ruoyi was also surrounded and walked out of the house, a big red hijab covered Zhu Yan, she was slender with her bare hands, gently pressed Jimo's big hand, and then was hugged by her waist and taken into her arms.

Jimo had a steady gait, hugged Li Ruoyi tightly, slowly walked to the sedan chair, and then put her down carefully, and waited for her to stand firmly, before helping her into the eight-person sedan chair.

The big red sedan chair is bright and gorgeous, and the maids who are invited stand on both sides of the sedan chair, all dressed up in joy.

With the sound of music and a shout of 'sedan chair', Jimo turned the horse's head and marched in front, the band was divided into two halves, half of the musicians walked behind the dark horse, and half walked at the back.

The musician holds a sedan chair in the center, and there is a maid holding a flower basket in front of her, raising her hand to scatter red petals, and the musician plays loudly, and the joy is ringing in the sky, reaching the sky.

The greeting team walked on the road that had been cleaned up early, walked around the half-acre bamboo forest behind the green bamboo house, and returned to the front of the firewood gate, and the firecrackers sounded again.

Jimo turned over and dismounted, walked carefully to the rear, took the sedan chair and hung the curtain, held Li Ruoyi's plain hand, and slowly walked into the chaimen, the red flower rain fell from the sky, and the red petals fell on the top of the two heads.

There is a maid to guide the way, and the old townsman begins to introduce a pair of newcomers into the main hall, which is an auspicious time, and the firecrackers sound again.

Li Yu was wearing a new red dress, sitting above the main hall, with a happy face, without saying a word, and a villager elder stood beside him and shouted loudly:

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second worship high hall!"

"Newcomer goodbye!"

"Send to the cave!"

The bride was sent into the cave room, and the groom was left in the hall, toasting from all sides, first saluting Li Yu, then thanking the villagers, and then sitting next to the table to persuade the wine.

The wine is the best spiritual wine, which is refined by Jimo to go strong, mellow and delicious, and the aura is rich, and every sip can make mortals extremely sublimated, such as ascending to the fairyland.

Vegetables are excellent spiritual plants, many of them are treasure medicines, taken from the splendid rivers and mountains, and the meat is the blood food of the relict of refining, and it is also taken from the splendid rivers and mountains.

Prepared by the famous chefs in the neighboring city, the dishes are bright in color, fragrant and delicious, and will make your appetite tickle.

Staggered, fists and shouts, everyone can cheer to the fullest.

After a round of wine toasting, someone came up to exchange glasses with Jimo, he also did not refuse, more than a dozen catties of wine in the stomach, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, he still smiled and looked at everyone, and the crowd cheered.

The party is in full swing until dusk, when the sun is about to set, and the last guest is gone.

Jimo slowly walked into the house, refined the smell of wine, and carefully pushed open the door of the new house, only to see that the red candle in the house had been lit, the candle flame was burning, and the whole new house was as bright as day.

There was a pot of spirit wine on the round table in the room, two wine bottles, and Li Ruoyi, who was dressed in red makeup, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her bright red hijab covered her face, and she couldn't see her expression and appearance at the moment.

Jimo carefully blew out the lights and candles at the door, and the light in the room instantly weakened a lot, and he slowed down, even if he had already been unsurprised and unhappy.

He walked carefully to the side of the bed, lifted the scale rod on the incense cabinet, picked up the corner of the big red hijab, and then slowly lifted the entire hijab, looked at it fixedly, but his expression was stunned, "Senior sister." ”

I saw that the woman under the hijab was full of silver hair, soft and shiny, with phoenix flowers on her head, and two locks of long hair in her ears combed behind her head, tied with red ropes, and fixed the waist-length hair scattered on her shoulders.

Her eyes were complex and cold, her somewhat expressionless face was slightly dark, and the corners of her lips curved a slight arc, I don't know whether she smiled or not.

Yanran motioned for Jimo to sit beside her, and raised her bare hands, as if she wanted to touch the familiar face, but finally hesitated.

The two looked at each other like this, neither of them spoke, neither of them spoke.

At the same time, far away in Mount Tai, the big yellow dog looked at the nine tortoise shells scattered on the ground, and his face was extremely solemn, "Hades...... I was right, it was really you. ”

After a pause, he said again, "Even if your kid is the reincarnation of the human king, there is no possibility between the two of you, and heaven will do so." ”

Rumble!

A purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed on the top of the bald dog's head, and suddenly the big dog kicked his limbs slightly, rolled his eyes and lay on the ground, and there was no movement for half a minute.

The reddish candle lights flickered, and the faces of the two people were slightly ruddy, even if there were a thousand words, it seemed that they could not be said at one time, and it seemed that they did not need to say it at all.

Yan Ran raised her hand to summon the wine jug on the table, handed a wine bottle to Jimo, and held the other wine bottle tightly.

The flask hangs in the air, the spout is deflected downward, and the bright liquid makes a graceful arc through the air and falls into two empty glasses.

Jimo looked at the wine jug, and then looked at Yan Ran, the liquid in the wine jug was not the spirit wine he had put in earlier.

"This is the water of forgetfulness collected from the underworld, and the spring of immortality is called the two strange waters in the Three Realms, drink it!" Yan Ran closed her bright eyes, and opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of calm and profound, as if the starry sky could not be pierced.

"Why?" Jimo shook his head, he could feel the reluctance in Yanran's heart, since this was the case, then why did she do this.

Forgetful water, as the name suggests, is forgetfulness.

"The fate between you and me should have ended on the polar glaciers, and there should not be any communication for hundreds of years, so why let her continue to exist in the wrong past. Yan Ran was extremely calm.

Jimo shook his head, stared at Yanran's starry eyes, turned over his hand and poured out the two wine bottles, and with a wave of his sleeves, the wine pot exploded, and all the liquid was scattered on the ground, "Now there is no more." ”

Yan Ran smiled knowingly, and instantly made a straight face, and said, "Since you don't want to forget this obsession, then I have to remove this memory myself." ”

Jimo shook his head, unbelievable, and said firmly, "You are not a senior sister, you are the king of Hades!"

Yanran nodded and said, "Because of this, you and I shouldn't have that past, when I was reincarnated and my memory hasn't been revived, something that shouldn't have happened." ”

"You're making a fool of yourself. Jimo suppressed his anger, he would never be angry with Yan Ran, but he was very disgusted with the so-called Hades King, her attitude of ignoring everything at the moment, this kind of pure reason, and disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Although Yanran is arrogant, she still has sensibility, not a ruthless and forgetful king, but a person, but the king of Hades is extremely rational and inhumane.

"With the identity of you and me, it is impossible to be together at all, and today's events should not happen, since they are all the products of mistakes, they should be let disappear. Yanran closed her starry eyes and said.

If the two kings are together, the creatures of the two worlds will not allow it, the strong people of the era battlefield will not allow it, and the rules of the world will not allow it, if the two really go together, with the strength of Jimo, they will only be wiped out by the strongest in an instant, and all threats will be strangled in the cradle.

Yan Ran did this, protecting her, and at the same time hurting him.

The reincarnation encounter between the Hades and the human king is not a mistake, acquaintance is not a mistake, but knowing each other is a mistake, and it is the biggest mistake.

This would not have happened within the limits of reason, within the constraints of reality, but it happened ignorantly, and the seed had sprouted and thrived.

If it is the wrong fruit tree, it should be eliminated as soon as possible, so that it does not bear the wrong fruit again.

"Senior sister, this is not your sincere words, you look into my eyes, I want to listen to the truth. Jimo Dao.

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[Okay, I admit it's bloody, the plot is so old that I lose my teeth, but everything makes sense, this is the best way I can think of to deal with it!]