The ace matchmaker of the ghost world

Chapter 14:

Gu Fan didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received, but he would rather be hugged in a snowball than in a human form.I was puzzled, glanced at the king, turned my head and said to Xuan Ye indifferently: "If you want to eat other tofu, go out and eat it. I am old and can't look down on these things."

As soon as the words fell, the two ghosts and one demon looked at me together.I was surprised, and said again: "Is it possible that the widow is wrong?" Gu Fan was desperate, closed his fox eyes, and dozed off.Xuan Ye thought it obeyed, so he was overjoyed, and strode out of the thatched cottage, "Then I will take it to Naihe Bridge for a walk."

After a while, until Xuan Ye disappeared from my eyes, we entered the room.He dug out a few Biluo fruits that had been buried earlier from the haystack, gnawed on one and remembered that the king was still nearby, so he raised his head and asked him: "What does your majesty think of this nest?"

The king sat on the haystack with me, looked at me, raised his head to look at the roof covered with sparse green grass, and said with conscience: "It's a wonderful thing. If there are stars in the ghost world, you can really see them. However, You really don't want to let me in?"

He fixed his eyes on Biluoguo in my arms.Embarrassed, I quickly wiped my mouth, handed a whole fruit to his mouth, and smiled, "I think the king doesn't like to eat this."

He was noncommittal, took a few bites, his expression was a little subtle, and then he returned to normal, and then commented: "It tastes good. This is the first time this king has eaten it. In the past, this fruit was given as a bracelet gift to drive away evil spirits."

I gnawed at the fruit for a moment, then looked at him silently, "Your Majesty, do you want to scold the widow implicitly, or do you want to add yourself while scolding the widow implicitly?"

He paused, wiped out one again and again, stretched out his hand to grab another one from my arms, and corrected him solemnly: "This king never scolds ghosts. Besides, if I hadn't seen your previous life, it would be hard for this king to believe that you once To be the king of a country."

I pretended I didn't hear it, and gnawed at the fruit to think about the Queen of Ghosts.After pondering for a while, I said: "Your Majesty, I find it difficult to find you as a ghost queen. Look for it from the ghost world. If you are familiar with it, you are not willing, and if you are not familiar with it, you are not eligible."

He was silent, gnawing on Biluoguo.I sighed, and continued: "I have heard that there are many beauties in the heavenly realm. If your majesty is willing, why don't we go to the heavenly realm?"

I secretly glanced at him, just in time to meet his glance, and hurriedly corrected my appearance, looking serious, "The widow is doing this for the good of the king. If there is any more delay, the king's spring heart may germinate." Can't get up! Even if you don't go to the heaven, what about the demon world?"

The room was quiet, he raised his head and smiled, stretched out his hand and swept the top of my head, "If you want to help Xiguang, go as soon as possible."

I was silent, and simply admitted it.He closed his eyes and fell down on the haystack, chatting: "Your Majesty, when I was a man, I couldn't look down on such a situation. I always hope that those who are affectionate can make a couple. Maybe I have a deep hobby."

I couldn't see the king's expression, but felt that the room was too quiet.It took a long time to hear His Majesty's faint voice, "When you say that, I think you look like a Bodhisattva with a halo on your head, which is quite funny."

My face burned, and I hurriedly explained: "It's not that I am kind. People always like something, and I just happen to be different from everyone else." After a pause, I raised my eyelids and pretended to be angry: "My lord, you look down on me. ?”

He looked straight into my eyes, his gaze was like the night when water was splashed on him, and he said after a while: "This king is just reminding you that you are just a ghost now. If you want to be a human, go and reincarnate."

I was dazed, took it easy, and said, "I think being a ghost is better than being a man."

He leaned over and pressed closer, "Really? But I think being a ghost is too lonely, it's better to be a lively person."

Looking at each other, my shadow poured out of his eyes, with a rather quiet face.I stretched my body, pulled the distance between each other, leaned close to his ear and said: "Your Majesty has never been a man, so how do you know how to be a man?"

He smiled suddenly, and slowly retreated from my side, not forgetting to continue eating the fruit, "I have lived for thousands of years, and I am more than just a man. You are nothing more than delusional and do not want to leave."

As soon as I heard this, I resolutely ignored him, turned over on the haystack, and said: "I'll let the king decide about this ghost queen."

He is very capable of changing his face, and his attitude is straightforward, "If you want, this king will take you to the heaven." After speaking, he took advantage of the situation and lay down beside me, and then the room fell silent.

In the silence, I suddenly remembered something and asked him: "Recently, the bracelet ceremony is often at the River of Rebirth. I don't know why? In the past, only the old man Hong looked at the River of Life, and I haven't seen her for 100 years."

When the king heard this, he murmured, "It's nothing serious. It's because the search for Lai at the bottom of the river has gone too far recently. This king asked her to go and have a look."

Mi Lai is the biggest evil spirit suppressed by the ghost world. If something happens to him, the ghost world will inevitably be in turmoil.I frowned, thinking of Bangle Li's smiling face playing in the river, I was puzzled and said: "However, I think that Bracelet Li doesn't look like punishing Mi Lai, but rather..." At this point, I suddenly stopped up.Dazed for a moment, I pulled out those golden words in my mind, and I hurriedly said: "No problem. Maybe the widow is worrying too much. No problem."

The king is silent, which means he agrees with my statement.The atmosphere was good, not too awkward, and I was more casual, and chatted with him a lot of ghost world gossip, he was quite interested and listened with relish.

I thought to myself that maybe he doesn't need a ghost queen, he only needs a storyteller.But I can only say this once in my stomach, I don't want to offend him in front of him, so I continue to chat with him, and only chat with him when he is interested.

Maybe chatting helped, and in the next few days, the king would come to the haunted house to look for me.I was a little speechless, and added a little bit of subtle joy until Suliu broke in and Heiyan broke into the heaven.

What should come can never escape.Hei Yan's ability to survive until now also shows that he has experienced a lot of struggle, but in the end Xiaobai won.

"Your Majesty, what do you think?" Suliu was not worried this time, snatched the Biluo fruit from my hand and gnawed a few mouthfuls, and said with a coquettish attitude: "Your fruit is more flavorful than the one on the tree." .”

I choked on the words that slipped to my lips. Seeing his smiling face, I was a little worried but also a little happy and said: "As expected of the Lord Suliu. You should know that this fruit has just rolled around on the ground, so it's not wrong to add a little taste place."

The air was stagnant, he turned his head to look at the king, his expression was subtle enough to make ghosts cry in the wind.

The old god on the king was there, and said: "He didn't coax you."

I felt that I had to let him understand the ins and outs of the whole thing, so I said carefully: "Before you came, I talked to the king. When I got excited, my hand slipped and the fruit fell to the ground. Pick it up, and you rushed away." Come in. I meant to remind you."

Su Liu was sad, and said with a serious face: "For the next 100 years, please don't talk to this hall." After speaking, she turned around and left.

Wang and I looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a moment of silence, we remembered the business.

He told me: "This king can take you to the heaven. Be careful and don't be reckless."

I nodded hastily, and said with a smile: "Everything is at the king's command. Are you going to call Yu Dai?"

He shook his head: "There's no need to fight, no need for Yu Dai. Go find Qing Luo."

I suddenly felt that the king had premeditated.They went out of the thatched hut with him and returned to Xuanming Palace, and called Hong Fei to summon Qing Luo.

After sipping half a cup of tea, Qing Luofang came late.I looked up and smiled, "Qing Luo, long time no see, I miss you very much."

A scholar with a plain face and a blue shirt like bamboo, Qing Luo always looks like a weak scholar waiting for others to tease him if he doesn't open his mouth.He also smiled: "Xuan Si, your thoughts are far less deep than this hall, but this hall is happy for you."

I sighed lightly, put down the teacup, and sighed slightly, "You have always been like this, cherishing love like life. It's a pity that Suliu is not here. If he sees you leaving the palace of Zhou, he should be very happy."

He lifted the corner of his clothes, sat beside me, poured himself a cup of tea, and said: "This hall and Suliu are basically like this. It doesn't mean you have to be together, and there is no need to stick together all the time. See, we are two Love each other, the hall is happy. If you don't see it, it will gradually fade away."

I admired it very much, and said: "You and Suliu should be the ones who understand best in the whole ghost world. It's very good, very good not to be trapped by love."

He paused while drinking tea, his eyes changed a few times, and Fang said: "In the final analysis, there are many things like love in this hall. There is no shortage of him."

I am silent.The king coughed and coughed twice, rather puzzled, and said, "When you mention it like that, I think of something. Suliu is used to flirting. A few days ago, the king saw him wandering around with a fresh new ghost. I wanted to hide it from you, but I can see it if I don’t want you.”

I sneaked a glimpse of Qingluo's eyes dimming, I wiped my sweat, and hurriedly said, "Don't gossip. Your majesty, let's talk about business." The majesty seemed to understand my intentions, so he talked about the matter between Xiaobai and Heiyan. Say it again.

After hearing everything, Qing Luo frowned, took half a sip of tea, and asked, "What do you think, Xiaobai?"

I said: "Xiaobai doesn't want Hei Yan to be stupid."

The king said indifferently: "So, if this king wants you to go to the heaven, if it is possible to persuade the emperor of heaven, it is best. If you can't be persuaded, you should bring Hei Yan back to make him give up."

Qing Luo groaned, and then willingly took orders, and a group of four came to the gate of hell.Hong Shang wanted to follow, but the king cut off her words with a wave of his hand, turned around and stepped on Liu Yun.

I lowered my eyes to see the sad-faced Red Grail, and couldn't help sighing.She was too careful about the king's thoughts, even if hundreds of years passed, the king might not notice it.

The sky is vast, with thousands of clouds floating in the sky, all of which are as white as flocculents, and the gates of ghosts under the feet slowly turn into black spots until they disappear.

Although I went to heaven for the first time, I couldn't arouse any interest because of the piles of things in my mind.Qing Luo noticed that I was not very interested, so she approached me and said, "Xuansi, you and Xiaobai have always been close. This hall wants to know Xiaobai's true thoughts."

I thought about it for a long time, and then said: "I don't know what he thinks. The only thing I'm sure of is. In the heaven, Xiaobai doesn't want to see Hei Yan. On our trip, we just need to bring Hei Yan back safely." .”

After hearing this, he thought about it alone, and suddenly said: "By the way, Xuan Si, this trip, you can meet Yuelao to express your admiration."

One sentence awakened the dreamer, and I was quite happy and said: "This is very true." Turning my head, I asked the king, "Your Majesty, is this possible?"

The king was indifferent, just nodded his head slightly, his indifferent expression showed no surprise, as if he had expected my actions, which made me suspicious, and I couldn't help thinking about it.

Unfortunately, this question is too profound, and I haven't been able to figure it out even at Nantianmen.In a trance, I was dragged by Qing Luo, raised my head hastily, and saw the scene in front of me, which was unexpected.

The Nantian Gate is full of auspiciousness, the celestial light is huge, and the brilliance pours down from the sky, looking like auspicious clouds shining on the gate.

On both sides of the gate, the guards are majestic, standing solemnly with halberds in their hands, not angry but majestic.Standing in front of the door are several unnamed immortals, with elegant robes and respectful postures.

After a few glances, I had an epiphany, and secretly glanced at the aura-filled king, then straightened my posture, thinking that I must not lose the face of the ghost world.The same is true of Qing Luo beside her.

Seeing that we had arrived, the immortal at the head took a step forward and said with a smile, "I am here under the orders of the Emperor of Heaven to welcome the ghost king into the world. If there is any negligence, I ask the ghost king to forgive me."

The indifferent voice hit my heart with a dull blow, leaving a hole in my heart.When I raised my head in a hurry, I was stunned, and felt that everything in the world had disappeared, only the figure in the fairy robe and hairpin with blue hair clearly penetrated into my eyeballs and was torn into pieces.

The arm was pulled, and the chaotic consciousness came back. After it became clear, we saw Qing Luo's frowning: "What's the matter?"

I looked around and found that I had already entered the heaven.Standing among a group of immortals, the king is quite imposing.And the one next to him, like a painting blown in the wind, is elegant and plain, and looks very attractive.

Following my line of sight for a moment, Qing Luo smiled meaningfully, and while walking slowly, said to me: "Do you know that one?"

A silence, I missed the best time to deny.Qing Luo's gaze deepened, and he said with great interest: "This hall has heard about it. This Mu De Zhenjun is called Chenglan."

"Apart from his picturesque appearance, there is nothing special about him. I just heard that he returned from the mortal world without changing into a fairy face, but put on a human face. Although it is not bad, compared to other immortals, he It’s really a different approach.”

I didn't say a word, I just dragged my steps slowly.After a while, he felt something was wrong again, so he added: "Well, he is quite a refined fairy."

Qing Luo laughed twice, echoed a few words, and joked: "If you know him, it will be a pleasure. Immortals also have interesting things."

I know him.

Shen Qingheng, the character is pure and easy.

300 years ago, he was the prime minister of Nanli Kingdom.

At that time, I was a faint king, and he became an adulterer.We complement each other perfectly, we are a good partner.

As long as those verses written by literati and poets are righteous and fearful, they are only a few lines, and if there is me, there must be him.

I'm not happy about it at all.

Once, I pointed to the allegorical poem and said to him: "Mr. Shen, it's the widow who can't help you, and always troubles you."

He smiled, elegant and kind, "It's Chun Yi's honor to be implicated by your majesty."

It is always difficult to tell the truth from the falsehood of his words, but I have a natural temper that needs to be beaten, so I prefer to tell him the truth: "Actually, the widow prefers to implicate the general."

He smiled again: "Don't talk about this, it means that the king's heart belongs to the general, so what has he to do with the humble minister?"

He also occasionally tells the truth.Hit the nail on the head.