A Chinese Ghost Story: The little raccoon loves to eat leaves

"Holy Lord, she..." Hungry Ghost looked at Qiye in confusion and asked.

Qiye took a deep look at the direction Yan Qing was leaving, "Take care of her, I'll go first, and we'll talk about the rest later." After speaking, Qiye strode away.

In the room

"Aren't you..." Zhuge Wuwei closed the door and put down his luggage, looking at Yan Qing who was sitting at the table in a daze and asked with eyebrows.

Yan Qing lowered his head with two strands of hair to cover his cheeks and blocked Zhuge Wuwei's puzzled eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wuwei don't ask me? I don't know what's wrong."

Zhuge Wuwei sighed deeply and nodded, "Okay, I won't ask. I'll go out and see if there's anything to eat. I've come here all the way, but I'm very hungry. Do you want me to bring some for you?" ?”

At this moment, Yan Qing once again wandered into the sky and did not hear what Zhuge Wuwei said.

Zhuge Wuwei was also helpless, shook his head, tiptoed to open the door and went out.His eyes flickered, and he decided to go to the Four Sages of the Demon Palace to find out about the situation.

Unfortunately, the four sages of the Demon Palace are also discussing this matter.

"Do you know what happened to Qing'er and Shengjun?"

"The last time Shengjun came alone, I didn't think it was right."

"Do you think it's Yan Qing who has moved on?" Shura asked in a startling way.

The other three were overly frightened and looked at Shura together.

Shura was taken aback, "Why are you looking at me!"

Wu Jian was the first to realize, "What Shura said is not impossible. You can see that Yan Qing came here this time with that man. So the Holy King was abandoned?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" the evil dragon pushed Wujian away and said viciously.

Zhuge Wuwei nodded his head in agreement, but he wished to kill the dragon when he stopped to say a word.

"That person is neither as handsome as a sage, nor as domineering as a sage! Seeing how poor he is, he can't afford Qing'er, and maybe Qing'er will take care of him. He's such a badass!"

The other 3 people nodded in unison, expressing their agreement.

Zhuge Wuwei almost gritted his silver teeth, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and returned to the gentle gentleman, holding a folding fan, shaking it gently, smiling happily, and said calmly: "I think you don't know your holy Jun wants to marry someone named Nie Xiaoqian."

"How is it possible!" The four sages of the Demon Palace said in unison, "Who is talking nonsense over there!" The four of them turned around and glared at the place where Zhuge Wuwei was standing.

Zhuge Wuwei smiled contemptuously, "Nonsense? Heh, if you don't believe me, you can ask that demon king!"

"How is this possible? Shengjun loves Qing'er so much. This is something everyone in the Demon Palace knows, and what Xiaoqian likes is Ning Caichen. How could he marry Shengjun? You like Qing'er so you are spreading rumors here Isn't it!" Shura pointed his sword at Zhuge Wuwei, his face full of anger.

"Oh, yes, I spread rumors to cause trouble! Then you wait and drink your holy king's wedding bar." After finishing speaking, Zhuge Wuwei left without looking back.

After leaving the courtyard, Zhuge Wuwei remembered that he hadn't found the kitchen yet, and he was still hungry.Zhuge Wuwei touched the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and searched one by one.After untold hardships, I finally came up with two bowls of hot noodles.

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