The years I was in the human world

The speaker may not mean anything, but the listener may take it seriously. Lu Zhouxue's heart trembled, but he said nonchalantly: "Nonsense again, you also know that Peacock is still here?"

"Mianmian, you're so fierce." Xiao Fengzhuo curled his lips, but pushed himself even harder towards Lu Zhouxue, whining, "I see you don't miss me at all, otherwise why would you be so fierce to me as soon as we meet?"

"Why are you here?" After the greetings, Lu Zhouxue got back to the point and asked why Xiao Fengzhuo was here. If it was a coincidence, it would be too much of a coincidence.

"Coincidence, do you believe it?" Xiao Fengzhuo blinked. Lu Zhouxue looked at him silently with a look of disbelief. He grinned and said, "Well, it's not a coincidence. After dealing with some matters of the demon clan, I simply asked my men to check your whereabouts. They estimated that you would be in this area, so they came here."

"Azhuo claims to be a nobody, but it turns out he has subordinates?" Lu Zhouxue looked at him. Somehow, she always had to talk more in front of Xiao Fengzhuo.

"Being unknown doesn't mean being mediocre. The prestige accumulated in the past is still there." Xiao Fengzhuo replied quickly. He tilted his head and his smile faded a little. "Who hasn't been a child of destiny?"

"Yes, a child of destiny." Lu Zhouxue nodded, thinking of the young man with extraordinary strength before, and even looked at Xiao Fengzhuo with suspicion, "There is a young man who claims to be your junior brother, with a face like Wei Ruge, who beat Gu Yin and made him retreat step by step. Don't you want to explain?"

"He is indeed my junior fellow apprentice." Xiao Fengzhuo knew that Lu Zhouxue would ask this question, but he gave a less sincere answer. "That boy is a true genius. I managed to trick him into being your bodyguard for half a month. So, you didn't suffer any loss with that boy around, did you?"

He didn't suffer any loss, Lu Zhouxue thought. He had defeated Gu Yin, so how could he suffer any loss? There were many geniuses in this world, so it was not surprising that there was such a strong young man. What made Lu Zhouxue suspicious was the young man's face and the Fenxi Sword he was carrying.

"Did you know something a long time ago?" Lu Zhouxue recalled what Xiao Fengzhuo said to him about whether it was a substitute or not when he first met Wei Ruge. He now suspected that when Xiao Fengzhuo seemed to be talking about Wei Ruge's resemblance to Lin Xiyang, he was actually referring to the young man.

"What do you mean by Mianmian?" Xiao Fengzhuo asked knowingly, with an innocent look on his face as if Lu Zhouxue was suspicious.

"It seems that Ah Zhuo has hidden more than one thing from me." Lu Zhouxue has learned to be smart and can now turn the tables on him. Xiao Fengzhuo laughed. He shook his head and pinched Lu Zhouxue's cheeks with both hands: "How could it be, I never lie to anyone."

"His surname is Xiao. He is from a noble family in Lingnan. He used to be a layman. His father was kind to me, so I took his surname. I don't know anything else." Xiao Fengzhuo stopped teasing Lu Zhouxue and gently pinched the latter's face and rubbed his head. "Where is Mianmian? Why is Mianmian here?"

"I want to go to Lingshan." Lu Zhouxue trusted Xiao Fengzhuo, so she did not hide her plan. "The news that I am carrying the divine bone has caused a lot of commotion. I am sure you also know that it is a disaster caused by the Wuxiang people. I plan to solve the problem from the source."

"Really?" Xiao Fengzhuo seemed a little unconvinced. He squinted his eyes and stared at Lu Zhouxue for a while. After a moment, he said nonchalantly, "Then you should find the Ghost King. I went back and checked. Although the Wuxiang people were also trying to find a way to rebuild the Heavenly Path, the method of creating the Divine Bone was proposed by the Ghost King."

"Ghost King?" Lu Zhouxue couldn't help but think of the evil ghost with the Prajna mask in the ghost house. He also had doubts. Although that guy deliberately covered his face, his voice was not disguised. Lu Zhouxue remembered that voice...

"Yes, Ghost King." Xiao Fengzhuo responded, but not seriously. As he was talking, his attention was attracted by something beside him, and then he leaned over. Peacock blinked in Lu Zhouxue's arms and said, "Xiao Shao is not as reliable as Uncle Wei."

Lu Zhouxue touched Kong Que's head, paused, and asked, "So, does Kong Qing like Ah Zhuo or your Uncle Wei?"

Peacock thought for a moment and said without any hesitation: "I still prefer Xiaoshao." Uncle Wei looked a little strange, as if he was not the same person before and after.

"Why do you like Ah Zhuo? Isn't Uncle Wei good?" Lu Zhouxue suddenly became curious. For some reason, he wanted to know whether Kong Que liked Xiao Fengzhuo for the same reason as he did. It seemed that this could temporarily obscure some answers that should have been very clear.

"Well... Xiaoshao will give me food." Peacock thought about it seriously and gave an answer that made Lu Zhouxue laugh and cry. The latter shook her head helplessly, stretched out her finger and tapped her head, sighing softly: "You."

"Don't you like what Xiao Shao gives you?" Kong Que asked in all seriousness. She stretched out her hand to Lu Zhouxue, with a piece of crispy candy wrapped in oil paper in her palm. "I'll give the candy Xiao Shao gives to Brother Lu. Brother Lu also likes Xiao Shao, okay?"

"You little girl." Facing Kong Que's hopeful gaze, Lu Zhouxue couldn't say no. He sighed softly, took the candy, peeled it and ate it, while holding the candy in his mouth, he said incoherently, "When did I say I didn't like Ah Zhuo anymore?"

Peacock didn't say anything, but just hugged Lu Zhouxue's waist, buried his face in his arms, and silently said sorry.

Lu Zhouxue didn't notice anything unusual, but the sugar might have been left for too long and was a little damp and soft, and his stomach felt a little unwell. He thought that his mortal body was really delicate now, so why would it cause a stomachache?

After a few words, Xiao Fengzhuo, who had slipped away, came back with a ribbon with a strange pattern in his hand. Without explaining anything, he tied it around Lu Zhouxue's neck. His fingertips rubbed the sensitive skin on Lu Zhouxue's neck from time to time, making him tremble. He looked at Xiao Fengzhuo in confusion.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Xiao Fengzhuo smiled at him, tied the ribbon smoothly, looked at Lu Zhouxue with satisfaction and nodded, praising, "Mianmian has fair skin and beautiful looks, even this ugly thing looks good on her."

"You brought me such an ugly thing?" Lu Zhouxue stretched out his hand and was about to tug at the hanging part of the ribbon, as if he couldn't let it go. However, Xiao Fengzhuo thought he was going to rip it off because it was ugly, so he hurriedly held his hand and explained, "Don't rip it off. This thing is a little ugly, but it has a good meaning."

"Oh?" Lu Zhouxue raised her eyes to look at Xiao Fengzhuo, motioning him to continue. The latter curved his eyes, smoothed the wrinkles on the ribbon, and said softly: "The blessing totem of the Immortal Country is a blessing for a long and worry-free life of a hundred years."

"Immortality is the pursuit of mortals. You and I are already cultivators. Why do we need this?" Lu Zhouxue laughed at Xiao Fengzhuo's silliness, but he was inexplicably happy in his heart. Perhaps receiving gifts is always a happy thing. Otherwise, how could he, a god who was used to seeing rare treasures and enjoying an eternal life, like this ribbon with a blessing totem painted on it so much?

"Even without the blessing totem, Mianmian will surely live a long and blessed life." Xiao Fengzhuo fixed the ribbon around Lu Zhouxue's neck, and tied up her long hair which had become a little messy due to her escape, and inserted a black jade hairpin, which was particularly eye-catching among the silver-white hair. "This blessing totem was originally given to Mianmian so that she could be safe and happy. I hope that Mianmian will be happy."

"Xiao Shao, what about me?" The two chatted as if no one was around. Kong Que, who was being ignored in the middle, tugged at the hem of Xiao Fengzhuo's clothes unhappily. She also wanted a gift. "You only have Brother Lu in your eyes."

"Tsk." Xiao Fengzhuo reached out and rubbed Kong Que's head heavily, and only stopped when the little girl's hair was messed up. Then he took out a ceramic whistle in the shape of a bird and sent the girl away. Kong Que pouted, but still took it. She knew that Xiao Shao only had Brother Lu in her eyes.

"You are responsible for combing the hair you messed up." Lu Zhouxue said quietly after watching Xiao Fengzhuo mess up Peacock's hair.

"I comb your hair, do you think I can count on you?" Xiao Fengzhuo said with a smile, untied Kong Que's messy hair, tied it into a double bun, and inserted two flowers on it, which made her look particularly cute. While combing Kong Que's hair, Xiao Fengzhuo kept mumbling, "It's like having two daughters."

It soon got dark. It was said that the place where they were was the old capital of the Immortal Kingdom. It had been abandoned for many years and was now only a desolate ruin. However, because it symbolized the ideal of immortality, it was very popular among mortals and was bustling with people.

"The Immortal Kingdom? Mother said that in the Immortal Kingdom there is a prince who achieved immortality in a mortal body. Is that true?" Kong Que was still young and liked to listen to these curious stories. As soon as the sun went down, he would lean against Xiao Fengzhuo's legs to listen to stories. Lu Zhouxue also looked at him with interest, like two curious babies.

"There is no such thing as immortality. It's just the mortals' expectation of longevity. The citizens of the Immortal Country pursue longevity and immortality, and call themselves immortal people. But if they are really immortal, how can they return to the earth without leaving any trace? But this prince can talk about it." Xiao Fengzhuo liked Lu Zhouxue's eager expression so much that it softened his heart. He took out a bag of sugar snowballs and fed it to her without thinking, "Mianmian looks particularly lovable like this."

Lu Zhouxue took the sugar snowball and ate it without saying a word, and then ignored Xiao Fengzhuo who flirted with him at the slightest disagreement. The latter smiled and did not feel embarrassed. However, Kong Que was dissatisfied with his sudden interruption, grabbed his sleeve and pulled it, and asked, "Then what? The night when the Queen of the Undead Kingdom gave birth to her legitimate son, there was a storm. Was the child talented and successful at a young age?"

"Why are you so anxious, little girl?" Xiao Fengzhuo tapped the tip of Kongqueen's nose and continued, "When Queen Duanshu gave birth to a legitimate son, the whole country should have celebrated. However, unexpectedly, there was a storm in the middle of the night. Queen Duanshu, who had given birth safely, suddenly heard a raccoon cat crying shrilly. She was so frightened that she passed away. A rare landslide occurred in the southwest of the capital, causing countless deaths and injuries. For a while, the child was considered a bad omen."

"The Imperial Astronomical Observatory observed the celestial phenomena at night and predicted that this child would bring disaster and misfortune, and that anyone who got close to him would not have a good end. The king, who lost his beloved wife overnight, hated him to the core, but because he was the only son of Queen Duanshu, he paradoxically made him the crown prince." Xiao Fengzhuo smiled and poked Lu Zhouxue's waist. The latter turned his head and frowned at him, while taking away his troublesome hand, "Mianmian, please pay attention to me."

"What happened next?" Kong Que also tugged at Xiao Fengzhuo's sleeve and complained to Lu Zhouxue, "Brother Lu, look at him, he always interrupts."

Lu Zhouxue shook his head helplessly, but still said: "Azhuo, you, you don't tease her anymore." In fact, what he wanted to say was, don't mess with me anymore.

"I'll think about it." Xiao Fengzhuo smiled like an old fox. He continued, "But the child was born with great fanfare, but his talent is mediocre. He is not outstanding in any of his literary and military skills, poetry and songs. The king doesn't like him in the first place, not to mention his mediocre talent and learning."

"The prince is dull by nature, and does not understand the ways of the world. He sent a gift to please the monarch on his birthday, but he ended up making the monarch think that he was planning a rebellion. That night he was deposed from the throne and confined to the palace." Xiao Fengzhuo leaned on Lu Zhouxue's shoulder, looking lazy.

"Ah, this is too cowardly," Peacock frowned, feeling a little disappointed, "Can't even defend Chengdu?"

"It's just cowardly, the king feels the same way." Xiao Fengzhuo yawned, as if he was sleepy. He squinted his eyes and took a nap, saying, "So not long after, the deposed prince was thrown into the southwest wilderness by his father on a pretext, and given the title 'Yong', meaning mediocre. It's a pity that the former prosperous capital of the Undying Kingdom is no longer there. Instead, the fiefdom of King Yong, which is backed by Cangwu Mountain, has become noisy under the management of the demon clan."

"King Yong?" Lu Zhouxue spoke softly. He turned to look at Xiao Fengzhuo. For some reason, he heard a hint of self-mockery in the latter's words.

"Yes, King Yong." Xiao Fengzhuo responded. He raised his head to meet Lu Zhouxue's caring gaze, and smiled brilliantly, but his emotions were obviously dull, and the smile on his face also became more fake. He said softly, "King Yong, Chu Zhaoli."

"Mianmian, your waist is twisted, tut tut tut." Xiao Fengzhuo looked at Lu Zhouxue, who turned around to talk to him, and almost twisted her waist into a knot, and bent her shoulders to straighten her back, "Aren't you afraid of breaking your thin waist?"

Lu Zhouxue looked at him speechlessly, wondering why he hadn't noticed that Xiao Fengzhuo was so rude before?

The old capital was mostly in ruins, and the place where the three of them rested was just a corner with three walls left. The night in late autumn was cold, and it was in a desolate place in the west. It became cold as soon as the sun went down. Lu Zhouxue had woven a cocoon with sky-white silk, which could barely keep out the wind and rain.

Tianbai silk patched up the four walls and the missing parts of the ceiling, and wove a soft bed inside. Kong Que felt sleepy after listening to Xiao Fengzhuo's story, and soon fell asleep on his sleeve. Lu Zhouxue picked her up gently and moved her, then took out a thick cloak from his sleeve and covered Kong Que with it. He then lay down on one side with Xiao Fengzhuo, intending to sleep in their clothes.