"Am I not taking 'responsibility'?"

"You, you, you..." Zhiying pointed at him and was speechless for a long time.

Finally I got discouraged and sat back.

Zhi Ying didn't like the condensed atmosphere the most, so she took the initiative to say: "She likes you." Otherwise, there would be no words on the Sansheng Stone.

Those four ancient characters are written in a gentle and affectionate way, with hooks and hooks connected to each other. If they were not sincere, how could there be such tenderness in them?

Guichen hesitated, but couldn't deny it: "...Yeah."

Zhi Ying tilted her head: "Why don't you like her?"

Isn’t it said that a man chases a woman across a mountain, and a woman chases a man across a veil?

This Guichen looked at the matter as if it didn't have anything to do with him, so how could he know that he wasn't the same sultry type as her senior brother?

Guichen slightly lowered his eyelashes, focused on the concentric knot around Zhiying's waist, and said seriously: "Love is a word that cannot be forced."

Weaver Shadow was silent for a long time.

She looked over, her eyes filled with pity and pity: "Is there any way to get rid of this Three Life Secrets?"

"Perhaps, when I really like someone, I will disappear!"

Gui Chen turned away. He didn't like that look. Who would like to be pitied and sympathized with?

Besides, he was just liked by others.

Zhiying didn't notice anything unusual about him, but showed his unique divergent thinking: "Then you want to be a ghost son-in-law?"

Guichen turned around with a surprised and uncertain expression.

Then... Zhi Ying began to analyze it for him kindly with his fingers.

"Look, in this underworld, except for the upper-level leaders, all are ghosts, and among the upper-level leaders, there is only one woman, Earth Mother Yuanjun. Oh, Po Meng is also a woman, but she can be your grandma, then

It must be inappropriate! Then there will only be a group of ghost girls left..."

Returning to the dust would not prevent his ears and soul from continuing to suffer. He picked up the nearby wine jar and covered Zhiying's face, and said loudly: "In order to wish me an early escape from the sea of ​​suffering, let's have a drink together!"

He didn't see the girl behind the wine jar, whose smiling eyes were brighter than Xingzi's: "Okay!"

Before she even drank the wine, Zhi Ying had already started to get excited, holding the wine jar and vomiting her bitterness: "Let me tell you, I haven't drank since I was a child, and then I couldn't drink. When I got here, there was no wine. I arrived.

I haven’t even tasted what wine tastes like yet!”

After saying that, she leaned towards the mouth of the jar and drank. This posture lasted for a few breaths, but Zhi Ying didn't drink anything. She angrily pushed the wine jar back to Guichen, folded her arms and snorted from her nose.

Guichen took it suspiciously, and found that it was light and there was nothing inside. His eyebrows twitched a few times.

Just now, he was so anxious to silence Zhi Ying that he gave her an empty wine jar that he had finished drinking...

Zhiying looked at him and asked, "Did you drink all of it?"

"Took the wrong one."

While talking, Guichen had already patted the mud seal and handed the wine jar to her.

Zhiying ignored the previous suspicion and took it with a smile: "Ah, thank you!" He got closer to smell it, but then he wrinkled his nose and said, "Huh? Why doesn't this wine flush your nose?"

Guichen scratched his nose and looked at the endless flow of the Wangchuan River: "The wine here is like this. If you drink too much, you will get used to it."

"Well, that's the truth."

Zhiying did not doubt that he was there. He raised his head and took a big sip, holding it all in his mouth. Like a greedy squirrel, he quickly swallowed it in one gulp. His posture was very bold and feminine.

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Finally, his five senses came together, his tongue stuck out, and he said in pain: "Ah! It tastes terrible!"

The Wangyou wine brewed by Meng Po actually has a lot of stamina. After drinking it for many years, Guichen has improved his drinking ability, but Zhi Ying is different when he first tastes the wine.

Sure enough, she put the wine jar on her arm and side and said: "Huh? Guichen, why are you floating?" She stared at her, like a highly myopic student sitting in the back row trying to see clearly what the teacher said on the blackboard.

writing on the blackboard.

Suddenly he seemed to realize it. He held the wine jar in one hand in an ungraceful manner and patted his forehead vigorously with the other hand: "Oh! You ghosts all use floats!"

Then, she reached out to Guichen's waist and asked, "What is the whip you use to beat the Demon General made of? Why does it look like a vine? I saw that the dance didn't have the fire whip of Little Golden Crow..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell limply on the Sansheng Stone, his head hanging down in an unusually obedient manner.

Guichen came closer to see if she was drunk. Zhiying suddenly raised his hand, pointed a slender white index finger at his nose and shouted: "Mighty!"

Unexpectedly, Guichen was deafened by her voice for a moment, but he was fine soon.

He waved his hand in front of Zhi Ying's eyes, but there was no reaction. He then poked her arm hidden under her sleeves, and waved her arm twice, but there was no other reaction.

Guichen let out a long breath and swept several empty wine jars on the ground into the Wangchuan River. Several struggling ghosts nearby were lying on them panting, and the wine jars floated them along the river.

Far.

Guichen buried the remaining jars back again before squatting back in front of Zhi Ying.

The girl has fair skin and two blushes on her face, which makes her look even more beautiful.

Her pink lips were half-opened, and her breath was like ice. It was different from the coldness of the Yin Qi in her body. It was a kind of holiness facing the sun on the snowy peaks.

When she grows up, she will be even more beautiful than before.

Guichen thought so.

He concentrated for a while, then shook his head vigorously to get rid of all these miscellaneous things.

His ambitions never lay in these.

Guichen calmed down and spoke in a soft voice that Zhiying had never heard before: "No one has spoken to me for a long time, thank you." He seemed to have thought of something, with a look of helplessness on his face, "But that senior brother of yours

You will not be allowed to remember this."

He took the wine jar out of Zhiying's hand, shook the jar, swallowed the remaining Wangyou wine, turned the jar over, and threw it into the Wangchuan River without even a drop left.

Guichen wiped his sleeve on his mouth and looked at Zhiying with envy and jealousy in his heart: "I have been drinking Wangyou wine for a thousand years and I can't forget it. You don't have to be confused by this. Just forget what you shouldn't remember."

Come on! It would be great to not remember anything when you wake up..."

Weaver Ying smacked his lips and smiled stupidly, as innocently as a child.

Neither of them noticed that a faint light flashed on the second layer of the Sansheng Stone...

Moreover, Guichen felt a little headache looking at the giggling Zhiying. She was drunk here, and she might be in trouble when her senior brother came to find her later.

But if he sends her to another place, he is afraid that he will be forced to follow her again, and before her senior brother kills him, he himself will be burned to death by the sun.

A figure came out of the corner of Guichen's eye.

The figure was short, with a stooped waist, and became even shorter, like a winter melon.

Guichen's face turned up bright, as if the sky would not stop me!

The man came to the Sansheng Stone and seemed startled when he saw Guichen. He squinted his eyes and then smiled kindly: "It's Guichen!"

Unconsciously, he recalled Zhiying's words, "Mother Meng is also a woman, but she can be your grandma, so it's definitely inappropriate." Guichen's mouth twitched suddenly.

He tried his best to drive these chicken crows and duck words out of his mind, bowed his hands to Granny Meng, and asked with a warm smile: "Where does Granny Meng come from?"

Po Meng still had a kind smile on her face, but her words were cautious: "There was a little incident at the banquet today, so Yuanjun asked everyone to leave early, and I will be back."

Guichen thought to himself: The banquet has ended long ago. I have already walked back and forth, been interrogated twice, and put down one person. You just came back at a leisurely pace. I cannot praise you for your speed!

He showed concern on his face: "Is your mother-in-law's leg okay during this journey?"

"The kid has a good heart, it's not a big deal." Mrs. Meng said comfortingly.

Guichen stopped greeting her, pointed his palm at Weaving Shadow, and went straight to the point: "This girl fainted on the bank of Wangchuan River, and I can't send her to find her companions. My mother-in-law just happened to be here, so I'm sorry." Mother-in-law will send this girl away from here."

Earth Mother Yuanjun issued a hush-hush order, and Po Meng did not bother to investigate why this "not very" was not very. Besides, she knew very well what Guichen had gone through, and he had never interacted with others, so she agreed.

Po Meng went over and took a look and realized that "this girl" was a goddess, and a goddess with a high status.

How low can a god who can come to pay homage to Earth Mother Yuanjun be?

She carefully helped Zhiying up, because Zhiying was taller than her, and her whole body was like a piece of silk covering her body. But Po Meng suddenly straightened her back, and firmly supported her away from Wangchuan. riverside.

Since she didn't know Zhiying's specific identity in heaven, she helped Zhiying to the side hall of the meeting hall and then slowly returned to a thatched cottage near Wangxiang Terrace.

When Zhiying woke up, there were only two pale-faced ghost attendants standing there like two telegraph poles.

Shadow Weaver asked: "Where is this?"

The two electric poles were motionless and silent.

Weaver Shadow asked again: "Why am I here too?"

The two telegraph poles remained motionless.

Weaver Shadow: "..."

She held her head, which was as heavy as lead, and began to massage her temples.

What happened? Who attacked her?

Oh, when she saw Ju Lue entering the meeting hall, she planned to go to Guichen to ask him about Sijin. Could it be that Ju Lue saw her and knocked her unconscious and left her here?

The more Zhiying thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. Ju Lue had always abided by the life creed of being silent when he could do something. If he saw that he was disobedient, he would definitely take action.

This senior brother... is too violent!

After the discussion between the two clans was completed, the people in the underworld went to deal with the aftermath of the demon clan's departure. As soon as Fei Lian came out, he saw a bored figure who had grabbed the tassels around his waist into a pile of withered grass. He patted Ju Lue on the shoulder and laughed and said: "Little girl I’m tired of waiting for you!”

Zhiying stroked it with his hand, and the tassels suddenly became shiny and bright.

She walked forward and waved her hands: "No impatience, no no!"

Then he stood beside Ju Lue and said no more words.

Earth Mother Yuanjun's banquet this time was the most lively and the most vigorous in many years.

Zhi Ying left the underworld with Ju Lue.

When passing by the Wangchuan River, Zhiying turned his head and looked over there for a while, only to see a piece of bluestone, with the words on it missing.

Ju Lue's steps were like flying, and Zhi Ying had to speed up her pace behind him. Before she could turn around, she had already reached the entrance of the passage.

At this time, Guichen slowly floated out from behind the Sansheng Stone, looked at the unreachable distance, and let out a low sigh.

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Time always flies, and the years are always in a hurry.

By the time Zhiying had time to go to the underworld again, it was already six hundred years later. Six hundred years were enough for her to dull her curiosity and forget about this matter.

When Si Zhi heard about her being in the underworld, he felt happy and scared at the same time. He was extremely grateful to Ju Lue for his careful handling.

At this point, Zhiying was ordered not to go anywhere except to Siyun Palace or with Ju Lue accompanying him.

Poor Shadow Weaver was hidden in the snow before he could even be in the limelight.

Therefore, people in the heaven only know that the five divisions of Siyun Palace are now in charge, but they don't say much about the goddess of the shadow division.

Siyun Palace has a barrier left by the ancestors of the Yun clan. From the outside, it looks like just layers of clouds and mist.

Moreover, the spies of the Emperor of Heaven sneaked into Siyun Palace. Every time Zhiying turned into an ordinary white cloud and went to Du Fu Mountain, Qu Mi, who had been entrusted by Si Zhi, would come and chat with Zhiying. After she left,

He pretended to be Zhi Ying and settled in the Shadow Palace. It was not until the sun rose that Zhi Ying was protected by Ju Lue and returned to Siyun Palace.

As for the Little Golden Crow.

Originally, it would be a loss of face to come to the Shadow Palace to ask for lotus root soup for Emperor Donghua, so he deceived Emperor Donghua's magic weapon to conceal his identity, and came and left secretly.
Chapter completed!