The poinsettia plums are silently remembered in my heart. Next week in the sea, the organization behind the Dianshi Divine Ministry is getting bigger and bigger, which proves more and more that Hua Kuang's prediction is indeed correct.
After remembering, only Thirteen spoke first: "Okay, you asked two questions, and I will ask another two."
Poinsettia immediately understood his concerns. If he allowed himself to finish the question at once, his life would be no longer guaranteed. With a cold smile, he nodded in agreement.
As if he didn't like the feeling of being squeezed by Poinsettia, he slowly moved away and circled around Poinsettia: "First, you guys ask, are there any Cockscombs in power? Are you a subordinate of Cockscombs?"
Poinsettia simply replied: "Yes. The Tianqiong Temple in the lower realm, but it can't be said to be in power. It's useless if you want to talk to them." Then he asked lightly, "As for whether I am one of their subordinates, this can be considered the second one. Is it a problem?"
Didn't get the "smooth talk", only Thirteen was not surprised, but smiled: "No, no. Please listen carefully to the second question. Is there anywhere around here where doing business and doing business will be very easy? ?”
Poinsettia was slightly startled. He thought carefully and could feel the eager and detailed gaze of Zhi Shisan.
After thinking for a short time, he spoke slowly: "There are many places where commerce and trade are developed. If it is the closest to here, Liripu should be the first. Further to the southwest is Qiongtian Temple, and the outer boundary city is also famous for trade. ."
"Oh." Only Thirteen nodded and sighed, "It's a pity that I was in a hurry and didn't bring a map. If I had brought it, it would have allowed you to draw a picture."
Poinsettia didn't respond to him. His two questions have been asked, so there is only one last question left for each of them.
The desolate wind blew in the forest. Zhi Shisan suddenly raised his hand and said: "Let's talk about the last question when we get back. I already know your request."
Poinsettia said expressionlessly: "...Okay."
After saying that, the two slowly stood up.
Ge Sheng couldn't understand the whole process at all. Seeing that this guy was sent back intact, he quickly ran over and followed Poinsettia: "Brother! Hero! What's going on? What should I do about this?"
Poinsettia whispered to him calmly: "You don't have to worry. The matter has been taken care of."
"Ah, ah?" Ge Sheng was even more confused.
Returning to the village, when passing by, the surrounding villagers all craned their necks to watch. Ge Sheng had already put on his black gauze hat again and walked at the end of the three, but no one paid attention to him.
Back at the door, Poinsettia stopped Ge Sheng and asked him to hide with her first. Ge Sheng didn't understand what he meant. He watched Zhi Shisan swaggering into the house alone, clenching and loosening his fists feebly.
"My hero, what is this..." He raised his head and looked at the poinsettia plums hiding in the darkness of his backyard.
Poinsettia put her index finger in front of her mouth: "Silence. You'll be fine soon."
Soon, the two heard the cry of a woman from home.
"My dear, how could this be possible..."
"It's a make-up. My dear, this must..."
The two voices echoed in the room. As if an emotional drama worth watching was being staged, Ge Sheng was speechless outside the wall.
"I must go. Introduction is my mission and my Longyao."
"Woooooooo..."
"I am not your husband after all. He loves you more than me. He is the man you should look after for the rest of your life."
"..."
Ge Sheng was sweating when he heard it outside. He didn't know what expression he should use to face Zhi Shisan's language skills. Are you going to go over and shake hands with him later, and warmly tell him to "go home often"?
"From now on, he should not come again." Suddenly, the voice of Poinsettia came from above his head, as if it penetrated his thoughts, "As for how to treat your wife, it is your family matter."
Ge Sheng was stunned when he heard this. After a while, tears filled his eyes and his whole body began to tremble.
"Thank you... thank you, hero!" Ge Sheng said in an altered voice while raising his sleeves to wipe away the rolling tears.
Poinsettia was speechless and patted his shoulder.
This matter can be regarded as a matter of course. But the purpose of his trip can only be regarded as the beginning.
Soon, the voices in the room were heard to fall silent. Then he strode out of the house without looking back. He picked up his own bag and left Ge Sheng's home.
Poinsettia and Ge Sheng left the corner and met him,
"Come on, this has been between you and me for a long time." Zhi Shisan turned his round and strong arms and said to Poinsettia.
Poinsettia nodded. After saying goodbye to Ge Sheng again and again, the two of them took a step away. There was one last issue to discuss between them.
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The next morning. The sky in the lower world welcomes a piece of morning snow again, and the silvery white spreads all over the mountains and plains, covering the old cold that has not melted.
It's midwinter, and it's almost the end of the year. In the Qiongtian Hall, Mr. Jue Tongjun, who had nothing to do, called on all the idle people in the hall to hang lanterns together.
In fact, Jue Tongjun has had this little plan for several days. A few days ago, I just sent someone to buy large lanterns and ordered an exclusive enlarged version of Spring Festival couplets. At the same time, I contacted close friends to send some new year's goods and pastries from Qiongtian Temple.
"In total, the pastries and snacks I ordered have been delivered today." Jue Tongjun moved the long ladder while chatting with his subordinates, "Everyone will have a share by then. And... for Gongsun and the others, too. It’s all ready.”
Since the battle of Jiuche Xiaoying, Jue Tongjun has visited his subordinates, or comrades, who are buried in various places many times. After this battle, Qiongtian Temple sacrificed a lot, and Jue Tongjun also wanted to take advantage of the Spring Festival to cheer everyone up and let go of their sorrow.
Everyone understands the agent's painstaking efforts, and they are all particularly concerned about this Spring Festival. I heard that the agent specially prepared New Year cakes for everyone, and everyone was very active.
Jue Tongjun asked people to help him hang lanterns on the eaves. A very large lantern, specially chosen to fit the scale of Qiongtian Temple. However, hanging it is more complicated. Just holding up a lantern requires two hands.
Everyone was wearing thick winter clothes, and it didn’t take long for them to start sweating profusely. Just as the snow was falling outside the palace, Jue Tongjun asked everyone to combine work and rest and stop to enjoy the snow scene.
Thousands of peaks are covered with snow and silver. The two hanging lanterns swayed in the wind, and were soon covered with a thin layer of snow.
Red and white, set against the dark green bricks of the eaves. Jue Tongjun stood in front of the door, his eyes moving from far to near, and finally returned to his Qiongtian Palace and landed on the eaves.
Another year. He couldn't say that he had any emotion in his heart. In the end, he just said this.
