Three yards.
Small bridges and flowing water, pavilions, terraces and pavilions, everything looks patchwork.
Cui Wang glanced at Zheng Wan, she was staring at a bunch of moss beside the Bihe pond, unwilling to turn her head.
He seemed to have just discovered the seven kills, and nodded slightly:
"It turned out to be Daoist Shaqi."
Qisha looked at Cui Wang with a strange expression, to be precise, he looked at the pair of pure white butterfly wings on his forehead, and asked him:
"Mr. Dao, where is my junior sister?"
"Junior Sister Daojun?"
Cui Wang frowned, "Daojun's junior sister, why did you come to ask me?"
Qisha stared at him intently for a while, then suddenly smiled.
He turned the yuan into a palm, stepped into the air with one foot, grabbed it and tore it to the two sides, and pulled out a person from the dark gap in an instant—the person was pulled out like a puddle of mud, supported by his yuan force , fell to the ground.
Zheng Wan realized that the man was actually Mu Jiang.
It's just that she doesn't look very well right now, her forehead hair is wet against her cheeks, her limbs hang down limply, her clothes are still in good condition, but her eyes are slightly closed, she doesn't know whether she is alive or dead.
Zheng Wan subconsciously looked at Cui Wang, but met a pair of eyes.
Those eyes stared at her for an unknown amount of time, and the years of frost and snow faded away, leaving only a quiet deep sea. When looking at people, it seemed to suck people in:
"Wan Wan?"
He said doubtfully.
Zheng Wan suddenly understood:
She was wrong.
Mu Jiang's distraction did not succeed.
Otherwise, Cui Wang would not be the one who is so irrelevant to himself now.
But, if so, what happened to the butterfly wings on his forehead
Why didn't the mother Gu in her dantian move at all
In the past, when the two got close, the mother Gu would rustle in the dantian, making people feel uncomfortable for a while.
Zheng Wan's heart was in a mess, and there were many mysteries unsolved, but Mu Jiang groaned and woke up leisurely.
Qisha put down the hand that conveyed Yuanli to her, and stuffed a Yuandan into her mouth:
"Little Junior Sister, are you alright?"
Mu Jiang's complexion improved a little, but he was pale and withered again, and he covered his heart and vomited blood "poof".
"Junior Junior Sister? Junior Junior Sister?"
Qisha patted her face.
Mu Jiang managed to open his eyes, and a pair of people appeared in his hazy vision.
They stood quietly in the distance, their white robes and red skirts were blown together by the wind, they looked at each other with sparkling eyes, no matter who looked at them, they were a pair of extremely well-matched couples.
False, all false.
Mu Jiang clutched his heart and vomited blood again.
"Little Junior Sister, this is..."
Mu Jiang pushed his senior brother away and stood up unsteadily:
"Why, why?"
She heard herself asking angrily.
"I, I am all for the good of Daojun."
Mu Jiang didn't understand.
Why would such a clean-eyed and cold person be willing to be planted with love gu, and even when she offered to help, he even swallowed her one with the love gu in his body—
Mu Jiang couldn't figure it out.
She really has no bad intentions.
Cui Wang then turned his head.
That gaze was contemptuous, mixed with a little carelessness. When it fell on her, it seemed that she was an insignificant weed on the side of the road. Mu Jiang's heart suddenly lifted——
She found that even in such a field, she never regretted it.
"Are you alive?"
There is nothing more sorrowful than Mu Jiang's death.
Her lips trembled:
"Dao, Lord Dao wants Mu Jiang to die?"
Cui Wang didn't answer her, and instead, a little Jianhong came suddenly, and was about to swallow Mu Jiang—
Qi Sha suddenly appeared, clapped two palms in succession, led Mu Jiang back quickly with one hand, and said loudly:
"Why did Daojun want to kill my junior sister?"
Cui Wang stopped.
The strength of this Daoist Chaqi is difficult to distinguish. He has tried many times along the way, but he can't detect its depth. Zheng Wan is here, and he doesn't want to take risks.
Qisha brought Mu Jiang to the other side of Bihe Pond and landed.
"Daojun, my junior sister is just infatuated, why are you so stubborn?"
Mu Jiang stood impatiently, with one hand supporting the poolside railing:
"Mr. Dao, but Mujiang hindered your eyes?"
"hinder."
"Mu Jiang doesn't understand." Mu Jiang tried to stand still, "She played a Gu on you, you don't have to blame her, Mu Jiang just wanted to help Daojun, and when the original Gu in Daojun's body was removed by Chaoxin, it would be Take it back—it’s all a voodoo, why did the Daoist want Mu Jiang’s life instead?”
"She's different from you."
Mu Jiang was not reconciled, she found that she was very unwilling.
"If, if Mu Jiang meets Daojun first, and puts a gu on Daojun first, can Daojun... treat Mu Jiang differently?"
Zheng Wan raised her heart.
She also asked this question in her heart every day.
If time goes back and everything starts over again, and it is no longer her, but someone else who tricked him in advance, will he fall for it? Would he be intimate with that person, make love to her, and do all the ridiculous things he did with her
If someone else came and did the same thing and said the same thing, would he still love that person
Or no one but her—
Even that person showed favor to him, betrayed him, and played tricks on him.
Zheng Wan suddenly thought of Aye.
The last time we parted, Aye also said that she had grown up in her twenties, her mind was full of holes, but she had never grown up in many things. Only children naively demand purity, uniqueness, and that you can only play with her and not with others.
And adults, as early as the long years, have learned to compromise and tolerate.
But why compromise
Is it okay if you don't want to
Children also have their own way of dealing with it.
Zheng Wan thought that she would never learn to compromise in her life.
She couldn't help looking at Cui Wang, and Mu Jiang was also looking at Cui Wang from the opposite side.
Jianxiu in white stood coldly by the side of the blue lotus pond, where the blue lotuses were in bloom, and the water was sparkling when the wind picked up. She could only see his lacquered eyebrows, and when her eyes fell on his body, she felt pain from the sword.
His jaw line is stern and almost cruel:
"Won't."
"In this world, there is only one Zheng Wan."
There is no one near her but her.
Mu Jiang didn't hold onto the wall of the pool, and fell down all at once.
Zheng Wan was immediately happy.
All the unhappiness disappeared.
She hugged him around the waist, raised her head and asked:
"Cui Wang, you mean, if it wasn't me but someone else who laid a spell on you, it must have failed, right?"
"… yes."
Cui Wang moved his throat and said helplessly.
Perhaps, when the lightning struck the wooden roof and met her sparkling eyes from top to bottom, he had softened his heart in advance.
"Cui Wang, you are so kind."
Zheng Wan smiled openly.
"Well."
Cui Wang's voice was light.
On the other side, Daoist Seven Kills, who had been watching the play for half a day, clapped and clapped:
"It's such a concubine's love, a special liking, beauty, do you believe this?"
"I believe."
Zheng Wan can trust Cui Wang's character.
He never bothered to lie.
"As long as a man's mouth can be trusted, a sow can climb a tree. Besides, your Taoist monarch is very cruel, and he can let go of someone who is so obsessed with him. When the day comes, he won't be happy." , Turn over the old account, do you still have life?"
Zheng Wan snorted:
"Don't bother Daoist Lord."
"Yeah, I'm a busybody, beauty, there will be a time later!"
Qi Sha blinked at her, and carrying Mu Jiang in one hand, he tore through the space and left.
"Who is that person? Beauty... Shu Jin's real body?"
Cui Wang's hand stroking Zheng Wan's hair paused.
Zheng Wan keenly felt that the temperature around her body had cooled down, she hastily put his hands on the double fish bun, and hugged his waist tightly:
"Yeah, really, really bad. Yeah—"
She remembered something and raised her head:
"Shuyuan is also him."
Cui Wang glanced at her, and said lightly: "There are so many puppet bodies, and they are dressed so vividly, you must be a mature person."
Zheng Wan has a look of concern:
"It must be an old guy. No, how do you know Shujin..."
"In the Hall of Beauty, Shujin is a little abnormal, but I have met Shu Yudaojun's own son, and they are generally the same, so even if there is some speculation, I still suppress it, and let the senior brother stare at him. I am willing to give up this puppet body that I have been running for a long time, so I will give up if I say it."
Zheng Wan was stunned when he heard that:
"So, you already knew something was wrong with him, why...won't you remind me?"
"I would have said then, you must have thought I was jealous."
Zheng Wan didn't know how to describe the expression on Cui Wang's face. He was handsome, but he always felt like his teeth were about to fall out just by looking at it.
"Peacock! Ah, peacock." Zheng Wan suddenly remembered the goal of this trip, was disturbed by the seven kills, and almost forgot about the business, "Cui Wang, let's go catch the peacock."
But seeing Cui Wang throwing a beast out of the Yuan beast bag...
Oh white, completely plucked... chicken
Zheng Wan rubbed her eyes, and didn't recognize it until she met the black eyeballs of the chicken.
"this… "
"Not pleasing to the eye, pull it out."
Cui Wang said.
"It's so ugly, how can you call me a mount?"
The peacock jumped up from the ground, flapped its fleshy wings and threw a series of high-pitched "woo hoo hoo" at her.
… more like a chicken.
Zheng Wan immediately didn't want it anymore.
"Let's make some soup then."
Cui Wang didn't care much and said, "I heard that peacocks are great for mending, Wan Wan, you are not in good health, so it's time to mend."
"... No, no!"
"Bastards, bastards, eggs! You bully chickens, ah, peacocks!"
At this moment, a thin voice rang out suddenly, it sounded like a human's milk voice, but it was difficult to distinguish between male and female.
Zheng Wan looked left and right, finally squatted down, touched the comb, no, peacock comb:
"Is that you talking?"
"Nonsense, nonsense, it's my uncle."
"Cui Wang, stew it."
Zheng Wan stood up.
"No, no, no!" The hairless chicken hopped up and down and yelled, "If you don't stew my uncle, Ben, I can tell you a secret!"
"What's the secret? Can it taste better than you?"
"Ben, Uncle Ben hid, hid a phoenix egg!"
The five-haired peacock opened its mouth, and spat out an egg with a "pop", and the egg fell to the ground with a crack.
The peacock's small eyes suddenly protruded, and he cried loudly while holding the egg:
"I, my future daughter-in-law... Broken."
Zheng Wan looked at it with a smile, and poked the egg:
"Cui Wang, look, it's just a broken bird's egg, and this hairless chicken still wants to lie to me."
Just a little bigger than normal eggs.
Nothing unusual.
Cui Wang leaned over, picked up the broken egg and looked at it for a while:
"No, it might really be Phoenix..."
"Tuk-tuk-"
A pale yellow beak poked out.
Zheng Wan's eyes widened. Gradually, the slit became bigger and bigger. Finally, a bird covered in flames came out.
The feathers of this bird are like a burning flame, at a glance, it looks like a hot ball of fire, but it is only the size of a palm, and it is already extremely beautiful.
The peacock called "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh":
"A-Wu has a wife! Ah-Wu has a wife!"
"It turned out to be a phoenix."
The legendary bird.
The peacock is a colorful golden pheasant in the world. It was conceived by the colorful light of the Nissan tree by chance. To put it bluntly, even if it is extraordinary, it is still an ordinary chicken. But the phoenix is different, it is a natural immortal bird, as famous as the unicorn and gluttony, it is a natural auspicious beast, and it is divided into five elements.
It's just unfortunate that this is only the Fire Phoenix.
Zheng Wan glanced at Cui Wang, but saw him looking at the phoenix, seemingly lost in thought.
"The attributes don't match."
Cui Wang said.
Zheng Wan held the little red bird into the palm of her hand, the red flame touched her palm, and touched the thin ice wrapped in her palm, making a "sizzling" sound.
"No," she hid the little red bird behind her back, "I want it."
Even if you can't use it, it's good to just look at it.
How pleasing to the eye.
In the mortal world, the Holy Master also raised a garden of rare and exotic animals.
"Really want?"
Cui looked at her.
"It's not impossible."
He said, "Forget it, now, let's recognize the Lord first."
The process of identifying the master was extremely smooth, and the little firebird's consciousness was very weak. According to Cui Wang's words, Zheng Wan popped out a drop of blood essence, and drew a sign to sign the contract—it was the same symbiosis contract and friendship contract that Cui Wang had with the fire unicorn back then.
After the contract was completed, the little firebird approached her feet docilely, touched her with its beak, and shouted childishly in its consciousness:
"Auntie, Auntie."
As expected of a divine beast, it was born able to communicate freely with humans.
Zheng Wan looked at Cui Wang with a strange expression:
"Cui Wang, what does your fire unicorn call you?"
Cui Wang seemed to choke on his saliva:
"Aye."
"what about me?"
The two discovered Fire Qilin together.
"It calls you, bad aunt."
Cui Wang said slowly.
Zheng Wan's face darkened, she poked the little fire bird's forehead, and subconsciously interrupted the little milk voice's cry: "Don't call it Aye."
"Aye looks great, is comfortable, and loves it."
The little firebird passed on a bunch of words similar to liking.
Zheng Wan was very jealous:
"Call him an asshole."
"Asshole? Aye is a broken egg, so he is called an asshole?"
The little firebird tilted its head and asked.
Zheng Wan glanced at Cui Wang, and smiled brightly at him in his inexplicable eyes:
"asshole."
she said.
Cui Wang was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, the peacock suddenly called out again:
"Ah Wu's daughter-in-law! Ah Wu's daughter-in-law!"
The little firebird heard the movement, and took a look at the bald chicken:
"Aniang, this chicken is so ugly."
The bald chicken crossed races, communicated without barriers, and tried to beat Cui Wang with its meat wings: "It's all your fault, you bastard, my wife says I'm ugly! My wife says I'm ugly!"
Cui Wang fixed it with a sword:
"Shouldn't it be really stewed?"
Zheng Wan shook her head, smiled and said:
"I heard that the fan made of the tail feathers of an adult peacock is very beautiful. Cui Wang, you raise it and make a fan for me in the future, okay?"
Say yes.
If I promise, I will forgive you.
"… good."
Cui Wang inexplicably caught the woman who rushed suddenly, and heard her whisper in his ear:
"Cui Wang, you are so kind."
Aye said that men usually don't cherish things that are easily obtained. So, Cui Wang, although I forgive you in my heart, I still have to torment you.
Just when Cui Wang wanted to hug Zheng Wan tightly, she pushed her away again.
She touched his forehead with her fingertips, and the butterfly wings floating on his forehead before had disappeared:
"Cui Wang, what's going on with your forehead and heart seal?"
Cui Wang grabbed her finger and held it in his hand:
"It's your Gu."
"My Gu?"
Zheng Wan was surprised, she felt the mother Gu in her dantian, but there was no movement.
"Ah, Grandma, I understand," Grandma Jin said in her soul consciousness, "Break out of a cocoon and become a butterfly."
Zheng Wan outside also asked:
"Break out of a cocoon and become a butterfly?"
"This is probably a saying in the legend."
Cui Wang flicked his sleeves, called out the little unicorn, let it play with the little phoenix and the bald chicken, and pulled Zheng Wan out along the Chaoshou corridor. Let each one do his own thing and not cross the boundary. If you are a bug, you are destined not to fly, and if you are a bird, you are destined not to dive into the sea.”
"But God is merciful. When closing the cross-border door, he will quietly open a window. It's just that it is too difficult to break this window."
"Just like me? I am a mortal who is destined not to cultivate, but I did cultivate in the end."
"yes."
Cui Wang nodded, holding Zheng Wan's hand tighter and tighter.
Zheng Wan waved her hand: "Cui Wang, you hurt me."
Cui Wang seemed to have just come back to his senses, and looked at her with deep eyes: "A fish leaps over a dragon's gate, a snake transforms into a dragon, which one doesn't go through untold hardships, and it's common to die halfway, and only one in a million can succeed." .”
Zheng Wan was horrified by his eyes:
"Cui Wang, I...will die?"
"No." Cui Wang squeezed the catkin in his hand so hard that it was almost carved into the bone, "The heart can turn into a butterfly, so naturally you can."