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From the mansion, bring Qi Mu's fate. "

The author has something to say: The author looks up to the sky and screams: all the supporting roles in the devil world are on stage

Yunlian, Luoying, and Fukong sharpen their knives to the author: Are we so handsome? ?Just a supporting role? ?you sure? ?

Chapter 20

Qi Mu is a human being, and selfishness is the innermost layer of skinning and bones. On the surface, Qi Mu Zhenjun is willing to do good, generous, and can be arty. Talking about the past and the present with you can be regarded as a good friend.

Therefore, Qi Mu did not forget to bring back a lot of small gifts funded by the Emperor of Heaven to all the friends in the celestial world during his business trip.Qi Mu obtained the spiritual power of the blue sky, cultivated diligently, and still felt as light as a swallow carrying all kinds of gadgets. He ran among the immortals' residences all day long without even shedding a drop of sweat.

Qi Mu thought in his heart: It took all his strength to climb the [-] steps that day, but now he can walk like flying with a heavy load on his back, it really seems like a blue sky.

"Why are you standing there in front of my door?" The beauty's voice was like a clear spring, but her tone was flat.

Qi Mu looked up, only to find that he was standing in front of a small and quaint mansion. There was a plaque on it with two words written in a regular manner: Ziwei.

Qi Mu rubbed his earlobe, laughed, and said, "Brother Zi...Mengjue! Xiaoxian has searched all over the heavens but couldn't find your fairy trace, so I had to come here uninvited and meet you at the gate of your mansion."

Qi Mu was amazed in his heart, so simple, it turned out to be the residence of Emperor Ziwei, and he was indeed a good official with two sleeves.

Hearing this, Emperor Ziwei's cold expression softened a lot. Instead of looking at Qi Mu, he stretched out his hand and opened the door of the mansion and said, "Come in and talk."

Qi Mu put the almost empty baggage on his shoulders, and looked around while walking: "Brother Mengjue's mansion is really...really exquisite, exquisite and full of grandeur, graceful and graceful."

Emperor Ziwei turned his back to Qi Mu, but his tone seemed to be smiling: "I live alone, why do I have to make such a fuss?"

It was only then that Qi Mu realized that Ziwei's mansion was terribly quiet, and compared with the mighty Yunxiao Palace, it was quite shabby.

Emperor Ziwei turned his head, and there was still a faint smile on his face: "You sit down first, I will boil water and make tea for you."

Since going to heaven, everything that can be used in eating and drinking has been solved by magic. Qi Mu couldn't help being surprised when he heard that Ziwei wanted to boil water, and said, "Brother Mengjue wants to do it himself? Why don't you use a spell to heat water?"

Emperor Ziwei: "I have lived for an unknown number of years, and I can't even remember myself. I have to do some trivial things from time to time to feel that I am really alive. The real king is newly ascended, and the gods will also be lonely if they don't know. There are also many helpless things."

After finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and go out, and his back showed a bit of loneliness.

"Wait a minute, Mengjue." Qi Mu took off the burden from his shoulders, spread it on the square table, and said with a smile, "I'm looking for you today because the little fairy has been working in the world for a few days, and brought back some food for brother Mengjue to taste." .If you don’t mind, I’ll heat it up and let’s make it for dinner.”

Emperor Ziwei smiled, unprecedentedly clear and true.

Qi Mu also laughed immediately, but said in his heart: I wanted to take back the food I ate all by myself.

Emperor Ziwei differs from Youge in many ways. For example, Youge doesn't know anything about eating mortal food, but Ziwei is quite accomplished. Not only can he be called the name of the mortal, but he can also talk about the origin of Muyun's special products. As for Tan, he even took a pot of apricot blossom wine to accompany the banquet.

Maybe Emperor Ziwei drank two more glasses because he was in a good mood; maybe it was because he didn't drink enough, and he was drunk after just one pot;

Emperor Ziwei was drunk at the moment, his cheeks were slightly red, and he smiled endlessly: "I have been self-restraining since I was young, and I have never been drunk. I am also indifferent because of my high position, and few people are willing to communicate with me in private."

Qi Mu patted his increasingly heavy head, and said: "If you don't mind, Xiaoxian would like to make friends with you." He looked around and said with sincerity: "Brother Mengjue's house is small, but it's comfortable for you." There is heaven and earth. It would be a good thing to visit often.”

Emperor Ziwei looked at Qi Mu without moving, and did not answer.

Qi Mu boldly stepped on the bridge of friendship that might have been built by drunkenness, and said frankly: "Brother Mengjue, I heard that it is not difficult to know the past life in the heaven. Can Fate Book allow me to take a look?"

Emperor Ziwei suppressed her smile and said: "Your fate is in short supply, and today His Majesty also mentioned that you want to see it."

Qi Mu's heart fluttered, he touched his earlobe unnaturally, and said: "Brother Mengjue, you once said that dreams come from reality. To be honest, I often dream about the past of ordinary people recently. In series, it is not difficult to see that I should have had some quarrels with His Majesty who entered the world, and what is even more strange is that His Majesty does not remember the matter of going down to the world at all. If Your Majesty reads my fate and understands the whole story, will it be that my life is in danger? Wangmeng For the sake of my friend, brother Jue took me to look at the fate book first, if I can know where the conflict with His Majesty is, then I can prescribe the right medicine."

Emperor Ziwei: "Can you dream about the past?"

Qi Mu nodded and said rather helplessly: "At first I just dreamed that His Majesty stabbed me to death with a sword, but now every time I get to spend more time with Your Majesty, new mortal memories will be like a dream."

Emperor Ziwei lowered his head, and said coolly: "If you are stabbed to death with a sword, you are an enemy, you should stay away from it."

Qi Mu sighed: "As a mortal, I should have had a lot of friendship with Your Majesty in my first life. Why did I kill me with a knife later? It's really unpredictable. This is exactly where my heart lies."

Emperor Ziwei stood up, his figure was full of immortality under the moonlight, and his figure was tall and straight.After a while, he said: "Let's go, I will walk with you to Siming's mansion."

Emperor Ziwei and Qi Mu arrived at Siming's mansion in the middle of the night, but saw that the fairy who had just been hurt by love was still diligently lighting up the night battle, obsessed with official duties, and Qi Mu, who didn't know why, praised: "Fairy Siming is so charming and lovable. , I didn’t expect to be diligent in government affairs, and I am lucky in the Three Realms.”

Emperor Ziwei cast a sideways glance at Qi Mu, and said sternly, "Smart words!"

Fairy Si Ming heard the movement outside, pushed the door and came out, saw that it was Emperor Ziwei, bowed Yingying, and said: "Xiaoxian has seen Emperor Ziwei, I don't know what the emperor Xingye is talking about?" Fairy Si Ming raised her head, as if she was relieved Quite a few, a pair of beautiful eyes are more miserable and less sharp.

Emperor Ziwei waved her hand to signal her to be excused, and directly ordered: "Si Ming, Your Majesty ordered me to take out this True Monarch Qi Mu for a look."

Fairy Si Ming answered yes, muttering something, and saw the Spring and Autumn Brush hanging in the air, and then the whole inner room was shrouded in golden light, and Fairy Si Ming disappeared. Emperor Ziwei pulled up Qi Mu who was stunned, and entered in the pen.

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Chapter 21

Fairy Si Ming is proficient in business, and after entering Chunqiu Bi, she directly took Qi Mu's fate. Emperor Ziwei said: "You can look it up here."

Qi Mu's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it with extremely complicated emotions.Fate itself is not fancy, it is the most common style in heaven and earth, and it is a thin book, showing Qi Mu's short and fruitless life.Even so, he still felt as heavy as a thousand catties.

Opening the pamphlet, there are four words written by Emperor Zhenping's ballpoint pen: This son is unbearable.

Qi Mu was furious and startled, and said in his heart: God's vision is very high, I think I, Qi Mu, can be considered a famous family in the world, and I am your son's best friend, but in the end I only gave such an evaluation.

"In the Mid-Autumn Festival of the third year of Yongming, Mu was born in Qi Mansion. The laurel in Muyun City bloomed all night, and the fragrance was full, and it lasted for three days. From the royal family to the peddlers, walking among them, everyone was like Mu Xiangyu, so it was named Mu. At that time, his father, Qi An, was thirty-eight, and his mother, Xiao, was twenty-two. They were the successors of Qi An. Qi An was near the age of [-], and he was very happy to have an heir."

At the beginning of his birth, Qi Mu had no memory, but after hearing it mentioned by people in the mansion, it was true.

Qi Mu smiled, his childhood was auspicious, and the dreams corroborated each other, and he remembered many past events for a while.But the more he looked back at this fate, the less things it contained.When he enters the palace to study with him, in a year, there is often only a rough record.What's even more weird is that, about Song Guanling and You Ge, there was never even a word of fate.

Qi Mu frowned, and said, "Fairy Si Ming, Xiao Xian knows that you have always been busy with business, but my fate is shorter than that of a year, isn't it too casual?"

Fairy Si Ming glanced at the fate, and said coldly: "Zhenjun Qi Mu, I have to write everything about everyone's fate. You must know that everything is dependent on fate, and I can only make up a rough idea of ​​what it will look like in the end." , It’s all due to personal good fortune. You said that your fate has only a few characters. Maybe it’s because Xiaoxian never thought of making you fall for a lifetime, so Zhenjun is already young. However, how many ordinary people can’t wish for it, and you get it so easily, how can you blame it? wake me up."

Qi Mu has always disliked fast-talking, and he didn't want to embarrass others, but at this time he was more serious, and said angrily: "Fairy, don't change the concept. Xiaoxian knows that her life is not worthy of shining in the annals of history. You don’t need to be entangled in the first life of mortals. But how many mortals can ascend to the sky when the Three Realms are self-reliant? The merits and demerits of one’s life and the blessings of the next life are all hidden in one book. Therefore, no matter how ordinary or ordinary in just a few decades, once the soul returns to the underworld, the fairy should A perfect and complete record for the judge to clarify his past life, to prove that this person really existed. If the fairy can't remember everything about mortals, how can he be ashamed of heaven and earth?"

The more Qi Mu thinks about the past, the more he feels that he can't act selfishly as planned, and now he can't even figure out the great truth of the world

Si Ming squinted his eyes and said sarcastically: "Although Zhenjun Qi Mu's cultivation base is not high, his rank is also low, and his origin is unknown, but he is very important to the world.