lock heart

Such as diarrhea.

Cangxia is gone, and evening clouds are rolling.At that time, there was a breeze, and the jade ring was at that time, and the stars moved in the daytime.Tonight the solitary shadows are in pairs, and under the unforgettable flowers and leaves, whoever gives a word of preparation will be covered by the moonlight.

The road is poor, and the dream is thousands of times.The ink sinks into the calendar, and the Jingwei is blue and white, stained with blood.Seeing and recalling the skeletons of the old days, and suddenly realizing every word and sentence, all become regretful and tossed, and the words are missing.

Debts should be repaid.

-End of text-

The author of the lazy egg comes with a small theater for the King of Beiyi:

At that time, the content of the agreement reached between Fu Chen and the king of Beiyi was that Beiyi would send troops to help him when he needed it, and that all the captured areas would belong to them.

After breaking Fanyang, Fu Chen met with the king of Beiyi and had a secret conversation.

Fu Chen's general meaning is: According to the agreement, the entire Kun Kingdom will be given to you, do you want it?

Whether it was the content of the words or Fu Chen himself, the king of Beiyi was terribly frightened.

The agreement back then was for Beiyi to attack Kunming, but now, Fu Chen is undoubtedly the new emperor, wanting to cede the land from Fu Chen?

Are you kidding me?

He shook his head frankly and shook his head.

"Then how much do you want?"

Looking at Fu Chen's face, the King of Beiyi continued to shake his head in pain.

"don't want?"

No matter what Fu Chen said, it sounded like a threat to the psychologically shadowed king of Beiyi.

Shaking his head.

"Really don't want it?" King Feng Yi, who doesn't like nonsense, rarely said the same thing three times.

The other party shook his head firmly.

I can't send it out...

Fu Chen frowned irritably and didn't say anything else, he just felt that the king was out of his mind.

☆、Fanwai 1 Huangquan knot hair

Everyone knows that there is a Naihe bridge on the Wangchuan River, and there is a Meng Po soup on the Naihe bridge.

But I don't know that there is another son beside Meng Po.

This young man...is soliciting customers.

"Eat a bowl of noodles and then drink the soup."

The son is a noodle restaurant by the Naihe bridge, responsible for soliciting customers.

In fact, he was waiting for someone, and when he was free, he would help the shopkeeper of the noodle shop. The shopkeeper was a ghost from the underworld, and he was too resentful to conceive, but he didn't care, and opened a noodle shop directly by the bridge.

The ghosts wandering on the road to Huangquan are afraid of him.

And this son seems to be better at dealing with such villains.

The shopkeeper was cursing, but the young master didn't care.

"You've been waiting here for 300 years!!"

"It's only been seven years since 220." The young master reminded him with a good temper.

"Don't correct me! One year in Huangquan, one day in the world, only one day!"

"I know." The young master was still calm.

"How many years do you have to wait for him to die! He might be an old man when he comes! Can you still recognize him?! What are you doing!" The shopkeeper showed a grimace.

"I just want to see him."

"Let me tell you, if you get married with an old man, I will be the first to put my face on your head!" The shopkeeper seemed to raise the young master as his son.

The young master turned his head to look at the shopkeeper, who stared back ferociously, holding back his eyes without blinking.

Whoever blinks first loses!

The young master didn't compare this with him, he blinked deliberately and said, "Who gets the face money?"

The shopkeeper turned the table!

The shopkeeper said: "If he becomes an old man and forgets you, what will you do?"

The young master said, "Then you can't beat him."

The shopkeeper said: "Who asked you this?! Seriously."

The young master said, "What else can I do?"

Just as the shopkeeper was about to ask, "Are you going to reincarnate or continue to keep this place for me to solicit customers", the young master pointed to the direction of Naihe Bridge: "Then I will jump off."

Forget Chuanhe.

After drinking Mengpo soup, you will forget all your memories and reincarnate.If you want not to forget your former lover, you have to jump off the Wangchuan River and endure the solitude of 1000 years in the world calendar. During these 1000 years, you can see your lover walking on the Naihe Bridge, but you can’t speak, you can only watch The other party is reincarnated from generation to generation.

The shopkeeper got up and walked away: "I've never seen such a fool."

On Huangquan Road, you can hear——

"The next year will be my son's birthday."

"Next year it will be Qixi Festival."

— Such a conversation.

In Huangquan, a festival lasts for a year.

The year after Qixi Festival.

Shopkeeper: "What do you usually do when you're alone?"

Young master: "Thinking about his appearance, it's been too long, I'm afraid I'll forget it."

Shopkeeper: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Son: "You didn't ask."

Shopkeeper: "Fucking father, now I realize that I have even forgotten what my own woman looks like!"

"Who has seen my head~" a headless ghost shouted.

"Your head is talking! You should ask 'who saw my body'." The shopkeeper said.

"But my body is looking for my head everywhere, and it's not my head looking for my body." The headless ghost swayed.

"Then if you just listen to the sound, you will find it!"

"The ears are growing on the head too!"

"Stop arguing, I'll help you find it," the young master got used to it after seeing it a lot, "You shout a few more words, I'll hear where it is."

Albizia Albizia was looking for a flower among the other shore flowers on the roadside, and touched something.

"Shopkeeper! Aren't these your eyes?"

The shopkeeper happily took it and stuffed it into his eye socket.

He Huan was squatting on the side of the road to push the other side of the flower to help the ghost find his head, when he heard the ghosts in the distance shouting.

"I'm coming!!!"

"It's really here?!"

"It's coming, it's coming! It's really coming!!"

He raised his head and looked in the direction where the ghosts were yelling.

A hundred years later, one glance at it.

The man was wearing a fiery red robe, with dragons and phoenixes intertwined, and prosperity clustered together.

With long hair pulled back lightly, riding on the fiery red flowers of the other shore, he came on horseback.

The wind messes with the blue silk, and the yarn takes off red.

That is the outline that has been traced countless times in my heart, and even a hundred years of waiting has not erased the outline.

The person in front of him and the outline in his memory completely coincided.

That is--

hi gown.

Forget all words.

He Huan was taken away by a group of little ghosts, and they allowed them to change themselves into red wedding robes.

The shopkeeper smiled with satisfaction: "I said it would fit!"

Already ready~

"Shopkeeper, do you want to make up your son?" A female ghost asked.

"What kind of makeup?! She looks good in the first place! No need!"

"Shopkeeper, you have to treat me!" the little ghost congratulated.

"That's that...that's a fart! I'm not his father!" The shopkeeper kicked him.

A ghost fumbled over: "Young master? Young master? Have you found my head?"

The shopkeeper kicked again: "Look for it! Every day, you either change your head or turn around! If you look for it, you will get rid of it! They are too busy to talk to you now!"

"Busy? What are you busy with? Reincarnation?" This is the busiest thing a ghost can think about.

"What is reincarnation, you don't know how to see!"

"..." Woo, I lost my head.

A group of little ghosts pushed Hehuan to Fu Chen.

Hehuan couldn't believe it...he really came?

He wanted to reach out to caress his face, as if he had thought of something, but he couldn't bear to take it back.

Fu Chen stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms, wrapping his arms tightly around his body, and then he gently hugged his back, moving carefully, for fear of waking up anything.

"Fu Chen..."

But Fu Chen preempted the words, and he whispered guilty in He Huan's ear: "I'm sorry."

Sorry for not holding the hand you reached out to me at the last moment.

He Huan patted his back comfortingly, and murmured: "I like you, Fu Chen, always, always, only you."

Fu Chen hugged He Huan even tighter, and buried his head in his neck: "I know...I know everything..."

The group of ghosts booed: "Kiss one kiss one kiss one!"

When their lips touched, Hehuan heard Fu Chen say:

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

The shopkeeper turned around and asked a group of little ghosts: "Are you ready?"

"Ready!" shouted a group of ghosts holding musical instruments.

"Joy—start—"

-End of episode 1-

☆、Fanwai 2 Control evil with evil

The shopkeeper stood on the Naihe Bridge and looked up at the world sadly at [-]°.

Before Fu Chen appeared, the shopkeepers all thought that they were the most arrogant, domineering, unconscionable, and uncompromising evil spirits on Huangquan Road throughout the ages.

"Shopkeeper, why didn't you see your son? Come out to solicit customers by yourself? You are so fierce, who would go to your noodle shop...Look, this one was scared by you and ran away after drinking Meng Po Tang..." the kid asked.

The shopkeeper sighed: "What do you mean by that sentence, oh, the spring night is bitter and the day is high..."

Meng Po: "From now on, my son will not solicit customers."

"Grandma Meng is very talented."

Shopkeeper: "My noodle shop has become their new home..."

"Haven't they both been here for thousands of years? It's time for them to be reincarnated... What about a new house?"

"Yes, the shopkeeper, aren't you very powerful?"

Shopkeeper: "Awesome ass! They are called amazing! A few days ago, Black and White came together and failed to take them away!"

"How come? Are you lying to ghosts?"

The shopkeeper: "Why not?! What can you do with high-strength martial arts and real dragon body protection?! If this continues, I will even have the desire to reincarnate..."

The two people in question appeared behind the shopkeeper at some unknown time...

Fu Chen: "Go quickly."

He Huan smiled beside Fu Chen: "Who owns the noodle shop?"

The shopkeeper wants to cry but has no tears: who will accept them!

-End of episode [-]-

The author has something to say: it's over here, and my favorite chapter is indeed the chapter of King Feng Yi's rebellion, and it's very enjoyable to write.

Finally, thanks for reading, bow.