peach blossom for wine

The peach nine-red oversized gown was fluttering in the wind, and the ankle-length blue hair was pulled up with a peach blossom branch hastily.He yawned lazily reclining on Chaos's back, looking at the four people behind him with a grim expression.

"My lord, God, it's almost time to dance!" Chaos said, shaking his round head.

"A group of bald donkeys who talk about Amitabha, it's really boring. Little Wonton, let's go straight back to Taolin." Tao Jiu narrowed her eyes.

"Okay!" Chaos speeded up and bypassed the majestic and golden Buddhist temples, and went straight to a floating fairy island in the distance.

When Tao Jiuyi landed, two identical pink dolls flew from a distance. Their white robes and hair were meticulously arranged, and their delicate faces were even more rigid than Changting's. serious.

"Welcome to the lord." The two of them knelt on one knee in unison, the immature childish voice was calm and rigid, almost without any ups and downs.

Looking at the two little dolls, Tao Jiu said suddenly: "Compared with this, Xiaoli is much cuter..." After finishing speaking, she was stunned.

Immediately after landing, Changting's whole body froze, and whispered with the corners of his mouth: "Xiao Jiu..."

"Hmph, don't think that the three of you will be fine when you follow me back to Po Whirling, go back and think about the past, don't think about it in hundreds of years!" Tao Jiu flicked her wide sleeves and walked towards the wooden house in the peach forest .

The chaos turned into a fiery red kitten the size of a palm and jumped onto his shoulder, flicking its long tail triumphantly and said: "Hehehe... My master, God Lord, said, don't come out for hundreds of years~"

Mu Xi covered his mouth with a folding fan and said to Die Ran: "Ahem, why is this chaotic beast so virtuous..."

"Do you still have time to care about this?" Die Ran patted him away and said in distaste: "Tao Jiu is really angry this time... Changting, didn't you secretly follow the lower realm to protect him from the ninth world? Why..."

"It's a long story...let's go first."

"Then let's make a long story short." Mu Xi asked Die Ran behind Changting.

Unexpectedly, Tao Jiu's voice suddenly came from a distance: "If you three say more nonsense, you will never come out!"

Mu Xi staggered a few steps and immediately shut up, the three of them ran despondently to think about it.

Tao Jiu walked into the wooden house with bare feet, and leaned on the couch with a very indecent posture, ignoring Shakya and the two little dolls who followed in, just looking at the peach blossoms in full bloom outside the window lattice.

What peach blossoms are blooming? The three thousand flowers in his peach forest have never thanked him for tens of thousands of years.

"Ah Jiu, can you let go of your anger? There is also a commotion in the fairy world, and the people in the Changting Pavilion have also been punished." Sakyamuni walked slowly to the side of the couch and sat down, smoothing the messy black hair on Tao Jiu's temples. Have you let go?"

Tao Jiu lowered her eyelids, her thick long eyelashes concealed the tears in her eyes.

"Lingyan, Lingyun, come here."

Hearing Tao Jiu's words, the two little dolls walked up to him with short legs.

"Lord?"

"You two are the most obedient and obedient..." Tao Jiu paused for a moment before saying in a hoarse voice: "Come on, call Brother Tao Jiu to listen to me..."

"...Brother Taojiu?"

Sakyamuni was helpless, looked down at him and said softly: "Death is like a lamp going out, and reincarnation blows back to life. Immortal death is like a thought scattered, and this life will never return. Ah Jiu, all your obsessions are because you can't ask for it. No, why bother..."

"Can't ask for it?" Tao Jiu opened his red eyes and interrupted him: "I just want to die! How can I ask for it?"

"you……"

"Master." Tao Jiu suddenly got up from the couch, and walked past Sakyamuni to the peach forest: "If I didn't have all these obsessions, why would I have become a demon?"

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Next is memory.I found that I seldom save manuscripts for this article, and they are all streaking, and it is rare to save it once.

After the memories, it is not far from the end......