There are still countless mysteries in Zheng Wan's mind.
"Sacrificing heart has turned into a butterfly, why do you have a seal on your forehead? Then my mother Gu..."
Cui Wang glanced at her, flipped his fingers, and a pure white feathered butterfly fluttered in his palm. He let go, and the feathered butterfly flew around him, and finally landed in Zheng Wan's hair.
The butterfly wings fluttered, and then the whole body fell down.
Zheng Wan reached out and touched her fingertips, and Die Yi patted her fingertips affectionately. A sense of joy rose from the bottom of her heart, and she realized that the mother Gu was not completely silent, but it was not as active as before.
"The child Gu turns into a butterfly, so naturally he is not bound by the previous rules."
Cui Wang said slowly, "This is beyond my expectation."
Zheng Wan was taken aback: "You mean..."
Invisibly detoxification
Cui Wang nodded, his expression was obviously reluctant:
"as you wish."
… was indeed unexpected.
Zheng Wan never expected that the trend of this Gu is now, and it has not been solved yet.
Both of them are no longer restricted by love Gu.
"Then if you touch the woman next to you, I won't know?"
Cui Wang glanced at her and said quietly:
"I won't, you will."
"..."
That's true.
Zheng Wan immediately let go of the question.
"Does the Taoist Lord still feel that his heart is turbulent?"
Zheng Wan poked his chest with her fingertips, but was grabbed by Cui Wang: "When did the turmoil happen?"
"Cui Wang, your ears are red."
Zheng Wan said with a smile.
She still remembered the cruel words that this person let go at that time. He said that if he solved the Gu, he would never pay any attention to her.
Not only scolding her for being dissolute and shameless, but also saying that she has a heart of snakes and scorpions...
Thinking of this, Zheng Wan's good idea became yellow again.
And what
If it is so easy to reconcile, then it is called cheap.
"Girl, what's the point of you going back and forth like this?" Grandma Jin looked happily, "Sometimes she says she wants to reconcile, but then she refuses... If you want my mother-in-law to say, she's just full of food."
Zheng Wan also felt that she was full.
But the thorn is stuck there, once pulled, it hurts once, not very sharp, but it stings endlessly, making people want to make trouble with themselves.
Zheng Wan glanced at Cui Wang, the tips of his ears were red, and his side face was as delicate as jade, at first glance, it looked like a shining morning glow.
She broke his clenched fingers one by one:
"Speaking of which, Taoist Lord said before that once the Gu is solved, he will return to the bridge with me, and return to the road with me, remember?"
Of course Cui Wang remembered.
He seldom breaks his word, except in this matter of her, he always regrets and hesitates in everything.
In the ear, the ancestor laughed loudly in the sea of souls:
"It's not that you don't report, the time has not yet come, the way of heaven is like reincarnation, let's see who is spared by the heavens! Great-grandson, the old ancestor told you that the water that got into your brain before is the tears you shed now."
"Old ancestor."
"Who told you to be a dead duck with a hard mouth."
The old ancestor beat the sea happily, and was splashed all over his head and face by the sudden waves in the soul sea. He touched his hair, which was always wet, and opened his mouth wide to look at the fatter and fatter lightning not far away, and asked, " Little Wangwang, didn't you say that Little Butterfly can no longer affect you?"
"yes."
"Then why is this lightning... getting bigger and bigger?"
As soon as the words fell, the ancestor was struck by lightning and fell into the sea stiffly.
When it floated up, it was already full of lovelessness.
He raised his middle finger upwards:
"I believe in your evil!"
"Grandpa—"
"—Your ancestor is dead!"
Cui Wang silently swallowed the remaining half. He looked at Zheng Wan. She stepped over a step lightly. The light red gauze spread over the brocade patterns on the steps, revealing the white soft boots at the corner of the skirt. On the threshold.
Beyond the threshold is a Nissan tree.
The bald-haired peacock and the little firebird staggered across the threshold, and the little unicorn jumped over the threshold with all four hooves.
"Wan Wan—"
he said.
"What for?"
Zheng Wan turned her head impatiently.
"I used to think of you as an accident in my life."
"Naturally it was accidental."
Zheng Wan wrinkled her nose, she in the dream died in...
She shook the mess out, "So?"
"So, at that time, I tried desperately to exclude you from my life by accident, but I refused to admit it."
Zheng Wan's eyes turned red all of a sudden:
"No, not only do you refuse to admit it, you also look down on this coincidence. You say she is hypocritical, greedy, vicious and narrow-minded."
Cui Wang was speechless:
"Wan Wan, where did you say that?"
The bald-haired peacock giggled on the side:
"A quarrel! A quarrel! A quarrel!"
Cui watched a sword intent pass by, pinched its mouth together, flapped Bai Shengsheng's fleshy wings, and whimpered non-stop. The little fire bird raised its head, looked left and right, and finally staggered back, patted Cui Wang's leg with its fleshy wings, and the little milk voice called in Zheng Wan's mind:
"Aniang, Aniang, hit the bastard! Hit the bastard!"
Zheng Wan and Cui Wang didn't care.
Cui Wang sighed:
"Wanwan, what kind of person do you think I am?"
"Others look at you, of course you are good in everything, you are talented—"
"So how do you look?"
Cui Wang interrupted her.
Zheng Wan didn't understand what he meant by asking this question, after thinking about it, she still answered seriously:
"Aloof and conceited, extremely difficult to get along with, clumsy in words and deeds, not pleasing to others..."
She lists many shortcomings.
Cui Wang was not annoyed:
"That's it."
He said:
"What you said is all about me. But are you contemptuous or despising me by saying this?"
"no."
Zheng Wan shook her head.
It is the judgment and cognition of people, and there is no distinction between good and bad.
"Wanwan, so do I."
Zheng Wan gradually understood what he meant.
She blinked her beautiful eyes, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.
"Zheng Wan, the you in my eyes is the most real you."
Cui Wang seemed to be organizing his words, and after a while he said, "Even though you are really lazy, vain and cunning, I still, still..."
"Still how?"
"Still happy."
He looks away.
Crimson clouds burned up on her cheeks, like the morning glow in the sky, which lasted for a long time.
Zheng Wan's eyes swelled and her heart swelled, she just felt a gas rushing from left to right and about to rush out of her throat: she heard the sound of the threshold collapsing.