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According to the agreement, before Meng Toumu and Fan Daling went to report, they sent Meng Nanyu to Meng Yun's residence.

Being alone with this god of the underworld, Meng Nanyu couldn't help but feel nervous.Meng Yun saw her uneasiness, and greeted her with a smile to sit down, refill tea, and gently introduced her to the underworld.

After touching two cups of tea, Meng Nanyu realized something was wrong, and asked, "Don't you... um... go to work?"

"I have turned into an illusion and am at Naihe Bridge, and there are two judges guarding Samsara Island, so it's okay to take a break." Meng Yun explained, "Don't be restrained, you can call me sister directly, don't be afraid of messing up your seniority .”

"Okay, Miss Meng."

Just then, there were three knocks on the door.

Meng Yun asked him to come in, and explained to Meng Nanyu, "It's the two executives from Yancheng, you haven't seen them before. It's because I lost my head and forgot that they will come to report today."

Cui Yun was still wearing a black suit, but her hair was grown back, and she did not know what magic method was used, but after loosening it, it was already long to her waist.After greeting Meng Yun, Cui Yun smiled and winked at Meng Nanyu.

Zhao Ziyan was dressed as a plain scholar. Seeing this, he took off the paper fan at his waist, lightly shook his hand, opened the pure white fan, and stretched it out in front of Cui Yun, blocking his face. Sturdy, not revealing anything.

"Ajun, don't look at evil."

Meng Yun looked at the two ghosts with a smile.

Although Cui Yun's view of Meng Nanyu was blocked, Meng Yun's playful eyes were not separated. He was no match for Zhao, and he was the first to lose the battle and slipped away.

Zhao Ziyan said apologetically, "Sister Meng, we will come back some other day." After saying that, Zhao Yanzhi dropped the assignment, left the courtyard, and chased after Cui Zhizhi.

Meng Nanyu is also a person of the 21st century, and the relationship between these two stubborn people is obviously unusual, so she naturally figured it out.

Seeing Meng Nanyu's thoughtful expression, Meng Yun kindly explained, "They are a couple."

"Sure enough."

"I specifically mentioned that they are arguing." Meng Yun became interested, "How about it, do you want to hear about the relationship between them?"

Meng Nanyu nodded quickly.

The change of Xi Rong, Meng Toumu's bloody battlefield, the borderland for three years, has repeatedly made outstanding achievements, and was named a general at the age of 19. The sentence "I was born only to gallop, only to chase the enemy" awakened the desire of thousands of men to join the army.

Another three years later, General Meng regained all the lost land, and the tribes of Xirong did not dare to cross an inch, so they returned to the court triumphantly, and were honored as the Duke of Wei.

It can be said that there is no limit to the limelight.

Under the light of General Meng, Zhao Ziyan, who was known as a child prodigy and was promoted as the son of the country to sacrifice wine just after reaching the crown, became less conspicuous.

However, being conspicuous is not only enviable, but also enviable.

The dignitaries in the DPRK and China began to secretly curry favor with this promising General Meng. Seeing that the money was not easy to use, they thought of seducing him with beauty.Unexpectedly, General Meng would not eat two things-oil and salt, but two things-soft and hard.I don't know that adult came up with a bad idea when he patted the oily head, fat ears and belly, and planned to make up a pretext to invite General Meng out for a small gathering and try the "beautiful man trick".

Cui Yun is the highlight of this farce.

General Meng was not stupid, although he agreed to the appointment, in the end he decided to change the location temporarily, which made their calculations come to naught.But no one bothered to inform Cui Yun that the plan had been cancelled, or they didn't care if he knew about it, so Zhao Jijiu, who was wandering around on vacation, took advantage of it for nothing.

Zhao Ziyan originally planned to go to this Linjiang restaurant for a drink alone, but as soon as he entered the wing room, he picked up Cui Yun who had fallen down, and was dazzled by the beauty wrapped in a light veil.

Cui Yun estimated the situation in which she was abandoned, and felt that it was really interesting to be teased by this thin-skinned Confucian scholar, so she leaned close to him, squinting and laughing at him, blushing.Unexpectedly, the Confucian scholar actually made his jokes true, and paid the silver in a serious manner to redeem him back to his house.Cui Yun put on the other party's outer robe halfway, and was carried all the way back to Zhao's residence.

But the Confucian scholar with a bright and beautiful appearance is not a pure and good person in private. It is one thing to have a thin face and blush easily, but another thing to have a good heart.

Regardless of the city, Zhao Zi hated him very much. He didn't need more than half a cent for food and clothing, and he never asked for it.

However, he was never allowed to leave the mansion.

Every time Cui Yun mentioned this matter, only Zhao Ziyan said, "I redeemed you."

In fact, Cui Yun has enough martial arts to escape.But he had nowhere to go, so he settled down in Zhao's house, and witnessed the turmoil in the court from this side of the world.

First, General Meng committed suicide by taking poison in the Duke’s mansion on the winter solstice, and left a suicide note to pay for the murder, which ignited the tense situation in Kyoto. Then the emperor died suddenly without any reason, and Xi Rong was restless again, putting stability and peace on the blade .Zhao Ziyan put on the skin of a treacherous official and received the spittle of everyone, and insisted on propping up this precarious country until the young emperor grew up.

But after all, people are not made of copper and cast iron. How can they be the savior of the whole world?

On the day of the new emperor's coronation ceremony, Zhao Zi was tired of his rank and suddenly died of illness.

At that time, Zhao Ziyan was so busy with things that he didn't come to see Cui Yun for nearly two years, and sat with him to enjoy the osmanthus.After a long time, Cui Yun almost thought that he had been forgotten in the corner of Zhao's residence and turned into another laurel plant in the courtyard.

Finally, an old servant knocked on the heavy courtyard door and called Cui Yun to flee for his life.

"The master passed away, and the thieves in the city entered the mansion under the banner of eliminating harm for the people... Young Master Cui, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

Cui Yun thought for a while, then shook his head and declined.

The old servant stopped persuading him, sighed, and stayed.

"Master Cui, why don't you go?"

Cui Yun took a deep breath of the sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard, narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"My contract of selling myself is still in Mr. Zhao's hands."

"They worked as ghost servants in different cities. By chance, I transferred them to Yancheng as servants." Meng Yun paused, "But after Cui Yun came down, he was beaten to death and refused to admit it. After all, they didn't talk about the substance. , there is not even a verbal agreement, and the relationship between the two has not progressed until some time ago."

"What progress?"

"Melting Soul."

Mentioning this matter, the two couldn't help but blushed slightly.

After thinking about it, Meng Nanyu asked suspiciously, "Sister Meng, why do you know that they have disputes and let them get together?"

"The god of the underworld can see the reincarnation lines of all living beings, but Meng Po can also see another kind of line." Meng Yun winked at her playfully, pretending to be mysterious, "Why don't you guess?"

Meng Nanyu tentatively asked, "Marriage line?"

Meng Yun nodded, and asked again: "Nanyu, are you interested in reading the book?"

Meng Nanyu asked: "What book?"

Meng Yun got up and took Meng Nanyu to the corner of the yard. There were three bookshelves leaning against the wall plus the newly added bookshelves, all of which were full of books.

Meng Nanyu took a quick glance and found that they were all the same type of books. She pointed to a row and said, "I've wanted to buy these for a long time, but they're not out now, and the second-hand ones are too expensive."

"These books are very well written. I wonder if you have read them, Nanyu?"

Meng Nanyu shook her head: "I couldn't buy it."

"You can read it if you like it, and then we can have a good exchange of ideas." Meng Yun said with a smile, "I can't find anyone in the underworld who likes this type of novel. It's really not very interesting. Although the live version is also quite good .”

"Thank you, Miss Meng!"

Meng Yun patiently waited for Meng Nanyu to choose a good book, and asked, "What's the situation with our Patriarch Zhizhi and Daling now? Why does it feel like nothing has changed?"

Meng Nanyu hesitated for a while, then replied, "I think they are short of window paper."

Meng Yun raised his eyebrows: "Would you like to create a little opportunity for them?"

Meng Nanyu nodded: "Of course."

The two made up their minds to assist, but the right time was awkward and never came. If they didn't pay attention, they flickered casually, and a month would pass.

Meng Nanyu finally reached the bridge of Naihe, took the bowl, and before drinking the Xichen wine, she walked up to Fan Daling, stood on tiptoe, kissed his cheek, and said softly in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "Just say if you like it, Don't be silly, I know you are not a coward." Afterwards, she drank the wine in her bowl in one gulp and stepped onto the Naihe Bridge.

On the Naihe Bridge exuding soft white light, every time Meng Nanyu took a step, a little light like the bridge appeared on her body, and light clusters of different sizes fell on the bridge deck, converging into a trickle, flowing along the bridge. The radian of the surface, the silent flow falls into the dark and gentle Wangchuan River.

Meng Nanyu had seen this kind of scene countless times in a year, and he knew that those white lights were her memories and emotions slowly melting away and flowing into the river of forgetfulness.

Meng Tou Mu originally felt delicious because of that kiss, but under this situation, he also calmed down and stood still with Fan Daling watching Meng Nanyu gradually walk into the end of the bridge covered in clouds and mist, disappearing from sight.

"Those light clusters glow white, which means that her memories are all pleasant. It's great that she left happily."

"Hmm. Nice."

Fan Daling turned around, reached out and hugged Meng Toumu tightly, "I only have you."

Meng Toumu hugged him back distressedly, patted him on the back comfortingly, and replied, "Yes."

Fan Daling let go, took a few steps back, looked at Meng Toumu, and said seriously, "I'm not talking about friends."

"Yeah." Meng Toumu smiled and opened his arms, "I know."

Van Daling fell into his arms again.

in a different sense.

After a while, Fan Daling buried himself in Meng Toumu's arms and said in a muffled voice, "But I don't like gambling ghosts."

Meng Toumu was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Yes. I will try my best."

"Trying hard is not enough." Van Daling snorted, "Nine-year-olds are not attractive."

"En." Meng Toumu paused, "I know. I will."

"Really?"

"Believe me, I can definitely quit gambling because I have found something more addictive."

Name, tone of voice, small temper, height, preferred taste, tied shoulder-length hair, casual outfits, dependence, independence, simple companionship, annoying wake-up breath... and the cold and hot temperature of the soul are all Get him drunk.

After that, it was logical to abandon the room where Van Daling originally lived.

The feeling of soul melting is indescribable, a bliss that cannot be known without experience.

Yes, how can others understand?