"The guy from Miyan said he wanted me to go to his funeral?"
Qing Wu looked at the demon boy in front of her, and the smile on her face gradually brightened: "Is he really going to die?"
The demon boy trembled under her gaze, raised his hand, and gathered his index finger and thumb, "I can still breathe a little."
Seeing Qing Wu's eyebrows raised, the demon boy immediately kowtowed his head to the ground: "My god-lord will die in peace if he can't see His Royal Highness Di Ji. Please ask Di Ji to send him on his way... No, let him sleep in peace, uh..."
Yan Gu chuckled: "This subordinate is well-raised."
The demon boy cried.
Qing Wu curled her lips: "Whoever works in front of that white-feathered chicken is crazy."
The demon boy looked at Qingwu with emotion, "Hey, Diji, you understand me."
"Where is that guy now?"
The demon boy blinked his eyes and said: "The Lord God said that he is waiting for you at the place where your highness and you have made love with him."
The corners of Qing Wu's eyes twitched.
Yan Gu and the Northern Ghost Emperor, who had been pretending not to care, turned around and stared at her.
"A promise? We've already made a promise and you still say you don't know about the engagement with that white-haired boy?"
The Northern Ghost Emperor's voice was sharp: "What kind of engagement is this?"
Yan Gu: "Hey, you don't even know about Old Ghost Bei?"
The judge's pen beeped softly in Qingwu's head: "Ahwu, you have two boats. Brother Yantai will be completely green now!"
Qingwu: No... you are all sick, right?
She and Mi Yan are in a relationship, how can they still be in love? Did she pull out that guy's tail feathers and almost throw him into a pot to be stewed?
There is definitely no love.
But she probably knew where the 'place of love' that Miyan mentioned was.
Before leaving, she looked at Yan Gu and said, "Find Xiao Liu."
Yan Gu grinned: "You haven't given me the wine before, and you are arranging a new errand for me?"
Qing Wu waved her hand: "It's on credit. It's in vain that the man named Leopard Tail in the dead city remembers to deal with it."
Qing Wu disappeared, leaving Yan Gu and the Northern Ghost Emperor staring at each other.
"What's going on with her engagement with Miyan?"
"The old man decided it. You are still her adoptive father. You don't even know."
The Northern Ghost Emperor looked ugly and looked in the direction of Fengdu City. He really couldn't understand what the Lord wanted to do?
That Miyan was the illegitimate son of the Emperor of Heaven, and he was extremely perverse and crazy. He asked the dead girl to enter into a marriage contract with him. Wasn't it just to cause trouble?
…
The world is divided into three realms, the gods live in the thirty-sixth heaven, the human race lives in the human world, and the underworld is located under the netherworld.
And between the Thirty-sixth Heaven and the Wanren Netherworld, there are ten continents and three islands. These ten continents and three islands are the otherworldly places pursued by human monks.
It is also the place where some mortal spirits or monks live after they ascend to heaven.
The so-called ten continents refer to Yingzhou, Xuanzhou, Changzhou, Liuzhou, Yuanzhou, Shengzhou, Zuzhou, Yanzhou, Fenglinzhou and Jukuzhou.
The three islands are: Fangzhang, Penglai and Kunlun.
Qing Wu appeared in Zuzhou carrying the demon boy. Zuzhou was full of spiritual energy and the fairy grass grew wildly. As soon as she let go of her hand, the fairy boy turned into a crow and flew towards the palace on the top of the mountain in the distance with a squawking sound.
The judge's pen came out excitedly and sniffed around.
"It smells so good! Such rich spiritual energy! So many treasures!!"
"Ah Wu, ah Wu, why have you never brought me to such a wonderful place!!"
"Come forward." Qing Wu rolled her eyes at it and waved her hand proudly: "Just pick it up if you like it."
Judge's Pen: "Ah...is this really possible? Won't you be beaten to death?"
"I'm afraid, I'm here now."
Before the judge's pen could move, a lazy male voice sounded across the sky and the earth. The voice sounded romantic, rich, and wanton.
"I'm talking about my enemy, you are so rude to me."
As the voice fell, a flock of birds flew out from the palace on the top of the mountain, formed a magpie bridge and landed in front of Qing Wu.
Judge's Pen: "..." That's so exaggerated.
Qingwu rolled her eyes, ignored the magpie bridge, and took a step forward. The next moment, her figure appeared in the shrine on the top of the mountain.
The shrine is called Immortal Palace.
There is a Qiongtian in the southernmost part of the Immortal Palace. The field is covered with Ganoderma lucidum and fairy grass. There is a man sitting on a huge fairy mushroom as big as a house.
The man, with silver hair like frost, sat cross-legged, holding an exquisite long-handled silver spoon, lazily brewing scented tea.
The jade dish in his right hand contained clear and transparent fairy dew. The man stared at the jade dish in a daze.
Qing Wu appeared, and the fairy dew in the jade dish rippled, disrupting the man's reflection on it.
Qing Wu sneered: "You can make tea in front of the water in the basin, how can you be so narcissistic?"
"Oh, it's my fault that I was born too well." Miyan raised her head. She looked as pure and innocent as white, shockingly beautiful, and seemed to have gathered all the colors in the world.
Even if she is Qingnu, she has to admit that the skin of this dead bird is really beautiful.
But his temper is also really annoying.
Especially the virtue of loving beauty.
Miyan held her chin and looked at Qingwu with a smile in her eyes: "Oh, my little enemy has become more beautiful recently."
"I have something better, do you want to see it?"
Qing Wu grinned.
Qingming Yehuo suddenly arrived, and Miyan's figure suddenly disappeared, appearing behind Qingwu, and slowly uttered two words: "I don't want to."
"You have to think about it even if you don't want to."
A black ink knife appeared in Qingnu's hand, and a snow-white feather fan blocked the sharpened blade. The ghost's ferocious aura hit her face, cutting off Miyan's silver hair.
He hissed and said in pain: "My black hair...enemy, don't love me too much."
"Love you? I might as well kill you!"
The blade of the ink knife was reversed, and Qing Wu's eyes showed a fierce light. At the critical moment, Mi Yan put away her feather fan and turned her face towards her.
"I want you to hit me once, hit me in the face, and then you are not allowed to chop me again."
Qing Wu narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Okay."
The next moment, Qing Mingye's fire burned Miyan's hair.
Amid the screams of the man's collapse, Qing Wu lazily sat down in Miyan's previous seat, picked up the scented tea and took a sip.
A moment later, Mi Yan, who had half of her silver hair burned off, sat opposite her with red eyes. She touched the ends of her burnt black hair with trembling hands, her eyes accusing, and she glared at Qing Wu resentfully.
"I've already slapped you in the face, but you're still so cruel as to burn me!"
Qing Wu said insensitively: "The first thing you love is your white hair, and the second thing is your stupid face. If it hurts someone, it will definitely hurt their heart. If you don't burn your white hair, what will you burn?"
Miyan covered her heart, feeling so painful that she couldn't breathe.
Seeing his pretense, Qing Wu sneered: "Didn't you say you were going to die? Why don't you ask me to attend your funeral?"
"I'll just cremate you, why not just do it?"
Miyan looked at her with resentment: "What a cruel female ghost."
Qingwu's smile didn't contain any warmth: "I'm not only cruel, I'm also ruthless. It's not like you haven't seen this before."
"So..." She knocked on the table: "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
"Explain what?" Miyan put her chin in her hands, leaning on the low table, looking at her with a smile: "Explain how much I miss you? Chasha."
Hearing Mi Yan call Qing Wu 'Chasha', Judge Bi just wanted to stab his own ears.
He dared to call Ah Wu by her real name, and called her "Shasha". This man is really brave!
Qing Wu was unmoved and said coldly: "What's going on with your obsessive engagement between me and you?"
"Of course your old man is discerning and thinks that we are a match made in heaven."
Qing Wu listened to him blowing coldly.
The smile on Miyan's pretty face also faded a little, and she sighed: "I like you. It's not like you don't know this. Why don't you always believe it?"
There was sarcasm in Qingwu's eyes: "I was unintentional and heartless. You did have intentions and feelings, but your heart was given to your own white hair, and your love was given to the money that you haven't earned yet."
"You know the basics, how can you act?"
"Tell me, what kind of deal did the old man make with you?"
When Qing Wu heard that the old man had arranged a marriage between her and Mi Yan, she immediately guessed what kind of deal the two must have reached.
How could Miyan, a loser who couldn't afford to be early, agree to such a thing.
Miyan glanced at her with a smile, a trace of helplessness flashed across her eyes, and after looking away, she said lazily:
"You, you really have no interest at all."
"I know you are unruly, but I am an upright businessman after all. In business, you cannot be unruly. Integrity is very important."
By saying this, Miyan acquiesced that his engagement with Qingnu was indeed a 'business' between him and Fujun.
Qing Wu suddenly had a ridiculous idea in her heart.
"Did the old man tacitly approve of your business with Xi Laogui?"
Miyan looked at her, "You are so smart, you should have guessed it a long time ago."
"Although my business is spread all over the three realms, how can I get a treasure like Xirang if your master doesn't turn a blind eye."
