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"Shanjian Xianjun, you are coming to see our family again."

There was a small gap in the red door on Yushu Mountain, and a child poked his head out, and pushed the thick double doors open a slightly wider gap.

Immortal Shanjian, who was wrapped into a rice dumpling, trembled for a long time in the flying snow all over the sky, and only then did he look forward to the little ancestor who opened the door.That's right, except for a dandy second generation ancestor like him, who would have such leisure in the cold weather to come to such a mountain where there is not even a doorman.

Yushu Mountain, the treasure land of the real fairy family, is also really cold.

Shan Jian patted his forehead, rubbed his palms again, and said in greeting, "Ah Luo, is your fairy painting bamboo again?"

Ah Luo raised his head, his chubby face under the white velvet felt hat was bright red, and the child spoke softly: "Well, Ah Tuo gave the ink to the fairy."

Shan Jian took little A Luo into the study room of Yu Shu's house.Without being greeted by others, he automatically and consciously found a comfortable place to nest.

This woven bamboo rocking chair, which looks ordinary but is actually ordinary, is his exclusive throne.

In the dimly lit study room, another soft-looking dumpling was concentrating on rubbing ink.

There are two fairy boys on Yushu Mountain, one is called A Luo and the other is called A Tuo. They both look like three or four-year-old children.

The Immortal Shanjian sat majestically on the old bamboo chair, with a baby on his head.Alorai was on Shanjian's shoulder and refused to get off. Seeing that A Tuo ignored him, he secretly called out, "A Tuo."

Little A Tuo was grinding respectfully, and didn't pay attention to the two extra immortals in the study at all. Hearing Ah Luo's sound that didn't pay attention to the volume, he suddenly raised his face, and took a hard look at the heartless man. Xiaodouding.He didn't even look good to Xianjun Shanjian who was doing nothing all day long.

Ah Luo grabbed Shanjian's bun, and continued to sneak around in a carefree manner: "A Tuo, Xianjun Shanjian has something interesting here." Come on, let's play together.

A Tuo rolled his eyes into the ravine, and thought, didn't you see that I was grinding ink for you?You are so courageous, you dare to yell loudly in front of the king.

Ah Luo couldn't understand A Tuo's eyes, so he pawed on Shanjian's head, talking to the two weaving grasshoppers in his hand for a while, and calling A Tuo for a while, asking him to come and play together.

On Yushu Mountain, there is a Yuheng Immortal.

Immortal Lord Yuheng of Atuo's family made great achievements in the last battle between immortals and demons. The third prince of the heavens gave him such a fairy-like Yushu Mountain, and pointed out two caring children to serve him.Those two boys, one named Yongkang and the other Yongmu.

Little A Tuo has a secret in his heart, he doesn't usually hate his name.

I can't blame him for that.Whenever you used to have a romantic name and suddenly become the second dog of the royal family, everyone has to be relieved.Especially this name was given by the gentleman next to him who was concentrating on painting, so he couldn't complain or resist.

A Tuo has been relieving the lump about the name for thousands of years, and it is determined that it will take a second millennium to slightly delay the pain.

Xiao Yongkang was still nesting on top of Shanjian Xianjun's head, while Ah Tuo was grinding, he even split half of his heart and fought with Ah Luo with his eyes.Xianjun Shanjian, who didn't know what he was doing every day, lay carelessly on the side.The three of them completely forgot about the master who was obsessed with ink painting.

Outside the study room, it was snowing heavily and the wind was whistling.

Immortal Yuheng is dressed in white again today, with untied hair, looking like a useless scholar.Good luck tricks people, who would have thought that this slender and thin leisurely immortal is the God of War who killed and defeated the demons thousands of years ago?

Xiao Xiao's few strokes fell on the green bamboo, and when the stroke ended, Immortal Yuheng put down the big script in his hand.A Tuo reacted in time, and immediately dried the scroll skillfully, rolled it up, got up and put it in the attic for stacking.

After Ah Luo finished cleaning up, Yuheng meditated.

Seeing that she didn't give herself a look, Shan Jian turned over.Ah Luo on top of his head is such a big man, he still sleeps with fingers.

Shan Jian's neck was sore, and he stuffed Ah Luo, who was nestled into a ball, into his arms as a stove.With an extra weight on her stomach, Shan Jian peeked at the cold-faced Xianjun who was meditating.

Shan Jian: Look at me!

Shan Jian: Look at me!

Feeling the eyes that drifted over from time to time, Yu Heng finally raised his precious eyelids and said, "What's the matter?"

The cold-faced fairy's voice was clear and pleasant, Shan Jian hurriedly picked up little A Luo, put it in front of Yuheng, took out a toad-shaped toad from his pocket, and offered it like a treasure: "It's from Jiangsu. , you can imitate a rooster to crow, and you can call the police and bite, interesting?"

The toad called out twice at the right time, "Ooooooooh—"

Yuheng closed his eyes and meditated.

Shan Jian: "..."

Shan Jian searched his mind, what major event happened in the fairy world recently?Don't everyone eat, drink, have fun and sing ditties... Hey wait!

He had a flash of inspiration: "There is a secret! Donghai's No. 15 daughter, Yanzhi, is married! Married to that bad old man in Xihai!"

Yu Heng moved his eyelids and ignored him.

The mountain bamboo slips showed perseverance to the fullest: "There is another secret! I don't know which family's son committed a crime and went down to earth."

Yuheng didn't even move his eyelashes this time.

Shan Jian: "..."

Shan Jian was discouraged, and with an oh sound, she silently went back to her recliner and prepared to snore with Ah Luo.For Xianjun Shanjian, who only needs to think about how to pass the time every day, trying to get Yuheng to pay attention to him a little bit has been his motivation for thousands of years of life.

On Yushu Mountain, the door is closed to thank guests all the year round, and the mountain slips are the only ones that often come to browse.The other one is His Highness the Third Prince's main hall, but not as frequently as Xianjun Shanjian.There is a large bamboo forest in the back of Yushu Mountain, which was planted by Immortal Yuheng himself. Yuheng didn't paint bamboo in his study, but it was probably in the bamboo forest in the back mountain.

A Tuo walked towards the attic in the inner courtyard with the half-person-high painting scroll in his arms, leaving a string of small footprints in the snow.

Fairy Tong Yongmu, also known as A Tuo, when he first came to Yushu Mountain, he took it for granted that he recited a bunch of poems praising bamboo in order to please his master.What kind of high-spirited, bright-hearted, open-minded, elegant and refined, how come it sounds good.At that time, I thought it was very appropriate for Jun Shang to like bamboo.You see, your face, your figure, your character, you are a beautiful woman who is not stained with slender dust.

Hearing that His Royal Highness the Third Prince sent him and Yongkang to God of War Xianjun, Atuo was very happy for a long time. If His Majesty suddenly found this piece of jade in his eyes and showed mercy to him and taught him a trick, he would be able to do it. Soar up as soon as possible and become a little priest.

Now that I think about it, I was still too young at that time, Jun Shang was very cold in addition to his character, and even in person on weekdays.

In the attic, scrolls of nearly a thousand years old have been piled up, all of which are pure bamboo and pure ink.A Tuo found a place to put down the bamboo that Yu Heng had just painted, and went back the same way.

Back in the study, the king didn't know where he was, but Ah Luo and Shanjian were sleeping peacefully together.

Being so decadent, slack, and unwilling to make progress, A Tuo had a severe headache, and grabbed Ah Luo, who was still fishing with Duke Zhou, and said angrily, "Dinner, dinner is about to be prepared!"

There is another sentence that A Tuo didn't shout out, sleep, you only know to sleep, sleep all day long!

Ah Luo opened his eyes stupidly, then leaned on A Tuo's shoulder in a daze, drooling.

Your Majesty has long been bigu, and even the mountain slips that idle around all day have some profound magic power, and the dinner is only prepared for him by two Douding with low magic power.A Tuo feels that he has wasted his time in the past thousand years, and he has not improved at all. He was like this a thousand years ago, and he will still be like this a thousand years later, so bad that his molars hurt.He dragged Ah Luo, who had fallen asleep again, to the back kitchen, and dealt with it sullenly.

On the second day, the snow stopped.Immortal Yuheng finished painting the bamboo and disappeared in place.As long as the king doesn't paint bamboo, there is no need for Aduo Aluo to take care of him.To be honest, it's hard to find even a shadow.

Shanjian slipped into Yushu Mountain again quietly, Ah Tuo practiced his sword moves hard in the front yard, Ah Luo slept soundly under the flower tree, whistling one after another.

Seeing the mountain slips, A Tuo has never had a good temper. He pointed his sword at the mountain slips and said loudly, "Whenever you want to enter Yushu Mountain, you can enter it?"

Shan Jian avoids Xiao Douding, who looks like protecting his family and master, and runs to the study after heh heh.

There was no one in the study room, and the mountain slips were no longer fun, so he turned back and squatted beside Ah Luo, watching Ah Tuo swing the wooden sword.Shan Jian's own swordsmanship was in a mess, and he sympathized with A Tuo's messy movements.So he stepped forward and slapped his swollen face, pretending to be a teacher.

It's a pity that Ah Tuo originally used his own unique sword moves, although others saw it as thrilling, but he could barely display a little gloomy sword energy.With Shan Jian's blind pointing, Tuo Xiaodouding has completely become a big stick.

The corners of Ah Tuo's eyes twitched, but his attitude was very humble. After thanking Shan Jian for his advice, he hurriedly drove him away, saying: "Your Majesty is in the bamboo forest in the back mountain."

The mountain is simple and it is gone.

After a long time of groping in the snow-capped bamboo forest, he saw a white figure in the bamboo forest, with his back turned to him, dancing with a sword.Although he often hangs out in Yushu, he is like half a Yushu person, and it is rare to see this sword out of its sheath on the mountain slips.What Yuheng held was the famous Jingzhe.The Zangbao Pavilion on Yushu Mountain has many treasures from all directions, among which Jingzhe is the most deadly one.

The sky is shaking, Lin Yeyiyi, there is a looming thunder dragon dormant in the sky.Shan Jian was almost swept into the wind, so he could only hold tightly to the thick bamboo around him.

The wind is surging, and then the wind stops.

The mountain bamboo slips and the strong wind roared together, Yuheng stopped his sword moves before he dared to let go of the tightly hugged bamboo, and greeted Yuheng while supporting his old waist.

It was very rare for Yuheng not to ignore him directly - he glanced at Shan Jian, and then walked away on his own.

Yuheng often wanders in the bamboo forest in the back mountain. Since he is a wanderer, he usually does nothing on weekdays, or sits on the rocks or stands on the top of the bamboo, silently in a daze.Today is a rare meal to activate the muscles and bones.He used Jingzhe smoothly, so he simply used the scabbard to dig up the bamboo shoots.

Shan Jian, who followed, saw Jing Zhe going in and out of the mud pit, and almost lost her soul in fright.The bad effect of being so frightened is that Shan Jian forgot why he came here, so he had to chat with Yu Heng back and forth, from poems and songs to philosophy of life, regardless of whether Yu Heng listened to it or not. Don't listen, anyway, he said it very happily.

Shan Jian asked himself that he cared about Yuheng very much. He took out a pair of delicate brocade gloves from his pocket, quite proudly: "I begged for it from Leizu, and most people don't give it easily. It can prevent knife wounds." Sword wound, is it practical for you?"

Yuheng didn't turn his head back, he was digging the bamboo shoots without distraction.Shan Jian was not annoyed at all, put the gloves back into his pocket, and muttered in a low voice, "This is only a semi-finished product, although it can only prevent ordinary small knife wounds...it seems to be of no use to you."

After talking all afternoon, talking non-stop, Shanjian finally remembered some important things from the back garden mentioned by the stone statue at the southeast gate, and said in a rare serious way: "The little son of Taiweihuan was demoted to the mortal world to experience calamities. , I can’t get it back for some reason, Ruo Ling was kind to you in the past after all. Everyone is talking about accusing the remnants of the demons again, do you want to go to the mortal world?”

Yuheng turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

After the battle between immortals and demons, Immortal Yuheng was injured, and he forgot all about his past.Yuheng himself knew that his memory was damaged, but he didn't try to find it.This Ruo Ling is from Taiwei Palace, he has a vague impression.But if you want to talk about how this person had kindness to him before, I don't remember much.But it is a bit involved with the demons, after all, the title of God of War is on him, so he has to go and see.

Shan Jian sighed for a while: "The eternal life lamp enshrined by this baby has been extinguished long ago, and the soul is probably gone long ago. It's not like you don't know about going to heaven, and only Tai Weihuan is left busy. Xiaoye sent Yaoguang down to earth, but I didn't find out why."

Although Ruo Ling has such a little favor for Yu Heng, it is not a big deal, especially in this indifferent Shangtianting.For thousands of years, Yuheng has been idle and secluded from the world, and is also a gilded god of war. He made a special trip for this insignificant little priest, which made a big deal out of molehills.

Scratching his head, Shan Jian asked: "Yuheng, do you want to go and have a look?" He was selfish, most likely because he hoped that Yuheng would run away.

Yuheng still turned his back to him and did not respond.

In that case, forget it, Shan Jian continued to gossip with a bamboo leaf in his mouth, he smiled and said, "That ugly old man in Xihai and Yan Zhi ran with the ball, and at such an old age, they are still spoiling other girls, tsk tsk no Check..."

Yuheng said, "Where is it?" He was asking where the young master went down to earth.

Shan Jian was taken aback, then lowered his head silently: "Changzhou."

For thousands of years, no matter how the mountain slips called temptation, Immortal Yuheng basically ignored them. He had never stepped out of the gate of Yushu Mountain, and today he finally broke the ban.Shan Jian was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Bring me some snacks, it should be hot."

The fairy in white with fluttering robes disappeared in front of Shan Jian in an instant.

Central Plains, Changzhou.

Changzhou has just entered winter, and it is a beautiful scene of prosperity.On the bustling Central Street, white steamed buns and yellow skin cakes, steamed bun drawers.Restaurants, travel posts, noodle stalls along the street.The rouge bought for the boudoir, and the wounded plaster sold to the old man.A child who begged for a red windmill from his mother and screamed.The sound of yelling, bargaining, and the lengthy voice of Mr. Joy filled the air.

Yuheng lost his spiritual consciousness, and there was no trace of demonic energy in the whole city, and it was not the demons who caused chaos.

Ruo Ling's son was entrusted to be born in the Shen family's mansion of the official family in Chengzhou this time, and was born in the third concubine's room of Master Shen.Half a year ago, when the five-year-old son disappeared, he was still the youngest child in the family, and now Shen's residence has added another little doll, perhaps for joy.

Yuheng made a special trip to Shen's house to have a look, but after finding nothing, he decided to go back home.Before leaving, I took a quick look at the busy Changzhou Street.

The excitement of this place gave him a headache.

Ah Luo likes to go to the mortal world to buy roast chicken, which is something he has great energy to do after waking up.Although A Tuo didn't say anything, whenever A Luo went suspiciously to the backyard to lead the only crane in Yushu Mountain, A Tuo would always follow him with the mentality of taking care of children.

Today is a good time to go out and buy roast chicken.The two Doudings returned to Yushu Mountain with a golden-yellow roasted chicken in their hands.Coincidentally, Immortal Yuheng came back from Changzhou, and the Tuoluo glutinous rice balls were slicked with oil, and they were caught.

Ah Luo was overjoyed when he saw Junshang, and ran to hug Junshang thigh with oily hands, took out the last chicken leg, and invited, "Your Majesty, eat chicken."

When A Tuo suddenly saw his own king, he was so shocked that he even forgot to chew, and he didn't know where to put his hand holding half a chicken.Will they be found if they sneak down, and will the crane be at their command?A Tuo suddenly realized how shameful it was for a little fairy boy to try his best to bypass so many guards and go to the mortal world just for a roast chicken.

Having always forgotten the precept of "not going down to earth without a reason" in the back of Dao's head, A Tuo hurriedly wiped the oil on his hands and face, bowed his head and waited for the punishment.

Yuheng disappeared without a trace for a long time, and A Tuo raised his head in awe. He didn't know what time it was, and looked at Xiao Yongkang, who was eating chicken, and asked suspiciously, "Where is your lord, your lord?"

The two balls of white tender meat on Ah Luo's cheeks bulged, he shook his head and concentrated on eating the chicken.

A Tuo was overjoyed, the king was really kind and considerate, even if they went down to earth for no reason, he didn't punish them.A Tuo looked at A Luo happily, his eyes were full of the joy of the rest of his life, and suddenly, he was furious at A Luo: "This is my chicken!"

Yu Heng went straight to the study room, spread out a roll of jade-ban Xuan, and suddenly put pen to paper.

After a dispute between A Tuo and A Luo, Tuo Geer finally regained the sovereignty over the roast chicken.Ah Luo watched helplessly as A Tuo wiped out all the chickens he had snatched from him, drooling three thousand feet, looking more and more pitiful.

It's a pity that A Tuo has a heart of iron. Seeing that A Luo can't eat it, he feels refreshed and chews it with pleasure.By the time the two glutinous rice balls realized that their lord was painting bamboo in the study, and rushed to serve, Yuheng was almost finished.

In the long scroll is a dark city street.Pedestrians with one stroke, neat shop streets.Yu Heng moved his pen absently, and after seeing A Tuo, he said concisely: "Shi Huang."

He needs other paints.

A Tuo can't react, doesn't Your Majesty need me to grind the ink?After A Tuo took a closer look at what Yuheng was painting, he opened his mouth wide, as if swallowing an egg whole, and ran to the warehouse to get the paint.

Ah Luo is very happy to see Yuheng painting.On weekdays, Yuheng seldom called him around, and it was mostly A Tuo who was in charge of running errands.Ah Luo propped his little hands on the table, with his legs vacant, swaying.On the other side, A Tuo racked his brains to take out the stone yellow from the bottom of the box that was hundreds of years ago, and sent it to the study in a disheartened manner.

The two of Tuo Luo held their breath and worshiped Yu Heng together to paint calmly.

In the center of the picture is a Taoist priest with a slender figure and a good-looking face.The dilapidated small banner of Huang Daxian's reincarnation is very eye-catching in this dilapidated booth, and there is a rogue with his hips akimbo next to him, who seems to be arguing.

A Tuo was in a fog, doubting his own eyes, and took a deep breath.After thinking about it, he asked, "Your Majesty, is this a scene in the world?"

A Tuo: I'm so stupid, this is naturally a street scene in the world, but you old man, why can't you draw a magic stick on the street so much...

Yuheng looked blankly at the street scene in front of him, and said to A Tuo: "Put it away."

A Tuo: "Oh..."

Shan Jian hummed a folk song in the bamboo forest for a while, and seeing Yuheng appearing without being very timely, he sang a folk song all night.

Xianshan is Xianshan, and there are no mosquito bites.It's just that the fairy mountain is just like a fairy mountain, and the winter is so cold that Shanjian is alone in the huge bamboo forest so cold that his tears flow.

Shan Jian, who was frozen into a popsicle, was full of doubts, she shouldn't, she should come back no matter what.I moved to the front yard, but I didn't see Yuheng, only A Tuo with an inscrutable face, and A Luo who rarely slept and played games with his left and right hands.

Shan Jian rubbed his hands to keep warm: "Xiaotuozi, has your lord come back yet?"

A Tuo: "..."

Ah Luo won the boxing game with his left hand and won with his right hand: "Your Majesty came up and then left."

Shan Jian was a little anxious: "Then what did he say?"

A Tuo: "..."

Ah Luo shook hands with his left hand and became good friends again: "Your Majesty said he is going to the world, we don't have to wait for him to eat chicken."

Shan Jian was confused: "Then, what did your majesty do when you came back?"

A Tuo: "..."

Ah Luo held his little face: "Your Majesty drew a lot of Ah Luo."

Shan Jian: "Wait, where have you been?"

Ah Luo laughed: "Your Majesty, go to the world and buy us roast chicken."