There was a red moon hanging in the sky, and the surrounding area was filled with death. The trees that had been burnt to black were lying helplessly on the ground.
At the end of the charred wood forest, there stood an exquisite and elegant pavilion. As the man approached, several strings of bells hanging on the eaves made clear and sweet sounds.
"Brother Zhuge, you are not kind. Are you drinking alone?"
The man walked in calmly, dropped the pole, took off the bamboo tube from his waist, and sat down cross-legged.
Opposite him, a long-haired man in red clothes with an exquisite face slowly put down his wine glass and looked sideways with a pair of peach blossom eyes.
His crimson thin lips parted slightly: "Gu Jingmu, you're here just in time. Sit down and come drink with me."
The cup filled with wine was pushed to his hand, and the man reached out to take it and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhuge Ming asked: "What's going on over there in the Demon Realm?"
Gu Jingmu rubbed the rim of the cup with his slender fingers, his dark eyes were still dark, and when he heard the words, there was a bit of ridicule.
He said: "It's still the same. That Demon Lord is as if he's dead. He doesn't care about anything and lets them bite dogs."
Zhuge Ming narrowed his eyes: "Even if his demon dragon was skinned and cramped by you, it never came out?"
Gu Jingmu: "No."
Zhuge Ming calmed down and drank one glass at a time with Gu Jingmu.
Suddenly, Gu Jingmu stopped and said slowly: "When I passed by the human world..."
Zhuge Min quietly waited for him to continue.
But the man shook his head, "Forget it, it's nothing."
Zhuge Ming: "..."
He asked a little impatiently: "Tell me, what happened when you went to the human world?"
Gu Jingmu hesitated for a rare moment, recalling in his mind a small round face with squirting breasts.
Her black eyes as moist as grapes stared at him, and her voice was soft and waxy, touching the softest part of his heart almost instantly.
Gu Jingmu: "I met a human cub."
Zhuge Ming: "...you want to say that you met a child?"
He became a little interested, and looked over with his chin supported by his bloodless fingers, with a flash of desire to speak but he stopped in his eyes.
Gu Jingmu recalled to himself, his expression turned gentle unconsciously, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.
"Yes, how should I put it? He is a very small and soft child. Have you ever seen glutinous rice cake?"
Zhuge Ming shook his head expressionlessly.
Gu Jingmu glanced at him with an expression that said, "You've never seen such a good thing before." "Anyway, that child is just like a glutinous rice cake. I was in a hurry to go, but it's a pity that I couldn't pinch her."
The little face."
Zhuge Ming said: "We also have children in the ghost world, and we can give them to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, on the charred land in the distance, a ghost baby let out a piercing scream and crawled over on its stubby legs.
Gu Jingmu was silent for a moment and said expressionlessly: "You call this thing a child?"
Zhuge Ming said: "Why don't you count it?"
Gu Jingmu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and drank a sip of wine for himself with a little melancholy, but he was still thinking about the little milk bag with baby fat.
At this time, Zhuge Ming suddenly said: "By the way, your sister is back."
Gu Jingmu said "huh?" and turned to glance at him: "Which sister is mine?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Min took out a ruby ring from his arms, raised his hand and threw it to him.
Gu Jingmu caught it steadily and was immediately stunned: "Is there memory sealed in this stone? Mine?"
Zhuge Ming waved his hand impatiently: "Well. You sealed it before you killed the dragon. Open it and take a look when you go back. Go away, don't bother me."
His expression became serious, and he looked at the petite and exquisite ruby finger in his palm. For some reason, his heartbeat was a little fast.
……
"Second brother? What's wrong with the mud?"
Gu Qingling and Gu Chenying each held a piece of roasted sweet potato and sat on the edge of the carriage, their four short legs swaying in unison.
They had just left Bai Ling's town, and when they parked to rest, they saw an inn selling liquor on the side of the road.
Gu Cangyin only glanced at it and immediately asked Rouyin to stop the carriage.
"I'm going to buy some wine, do you want to come with me?" For some reason, Gu Cangyin looked at the inn with a sad look.
"I'll come, I'll come!" Lu Qingling liked to join in the fun, and immediately jumped down holding the roasted sweet potato.
"Well, I'll come too." Gu Chenying followed closely.
Gu Cangyin entered the inn with two little beans, only to find it deserted inside. The innkeeper leaned on the wooden table and sighed.
"Boss? Is there any more plum wine?" Gu Cangyin asked softly.
The boss stood up suddenly and looked at them in surprise, "And how much do you want?"
"Here comes half a catty."
Soon, half a catty of wine was put in a bamboo tube and handed over.
Gu Qingling blinked her big eyes and thought to herself: The uncle I saw today also had a bamboo tube hanging around his waist.
The boss looked at Gu Cangyin again and was startled: "Huh? Wait, you are the second young master? Oh my God, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are already so old..."
Gu Cangyin was not surprised, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he said politely: "Well, Boss Zhang, you are still as young as ever."
Boss Zhang smiled and waved his hand, immediately grabbed a handful of peanuts from the counter and handed them to Gu Qingling and Gu Chenying.
His tone was very enthusiastic: "I didn't expect you to have children. Come on, come on, eat some peanuts! What a lovely pair of sisters!"
Gu Chenying's face was expressionless. He was too lazy to explain so much now.
Gu Cangyin said warmly: "They are my younger brother and younger sister."
Boss Zhang was stunned for a moment and scratched his chin in embarrassment: "Oh, I'm so sorry. My eyes can't work well, please forgive me, sir."
Seeing the two of them chatting, Gu Qingling and Gu Chenying squatted aside, gnawing peanuts like two little hamsters.
Through the chat between the two, Gu Qingling found out that the innkeeper and his second brother were acquaintances.
A long, long time ago, before the eldest brother left, he often brought his younger second brother over to drink.
But the second brother is too young, so he can't drink. He can only squat next to him and crack peanuts, just like them now.
At this time, another carriage appeared at the door, and a dozen young men in bright yellow clothes filed out and kicked open the half-open door of the inn.
"Zhang De! Three days are up, what do you think? Will your store sell?"
"I'm telling you, don't push yourself too far. I'll buy your store for twenty spiritual stones, and you can just have fun."
Boss Zhang looked at the aggressive people and his face suddenly fell: "Dear immortals, I really don't want to sell this store."
As soon as he finished speaking, the leading man impatiently drew out his long sword and slashed it on the wooden table.
The table fell into two parts and fell to the ground. He smiled coldly: "This is the territory of our Jin family. I advise you to be more sensible, otherwise, you will end up like this table!"
