"I think you still look better in black." Shen Beizhu touched his chin.
Qingwang nodded in agreement.
Xiao Baizhu held the tea cup and took a sip from time to time, not to interfere with their affairs.
Yan Yan likes to wear ink-colored clothes, but if he wears something else, he won't be so unpopular, right?
Her rebellious spirit immediately rose.
"What's not good about it?"
"It doesn't look bad, it just feels very wrong. How about I ask Jin Zhifang to bring you some plain white ones for you to try?" Shen Beizhu's eyes fell on Xiao Bai Zhu's white clothes.
"Xiaobai, what do you think?" Yan Yan frowned.
It's just a piece of clothing, why can't it hold her back?
Xiao Bai Zhu raised her eyes and looked up and down Yan Yan's body, "It's too plain and too vulgar. Your white hair is not suitable for such a bright color."
As soon as he said this, Shen Beizhu knew something was wrong.
Ordinary girls have dark hair and gorgeous clothes, but for Yu's white hair and gorgeous clothes, they look very nondescript.
"Then my wedding dress doesn't fit anymore." Yan Yan was frustrated.
Shen Beizhu was excited, "What wedding dress?"
"I want to marry the Holy Son of Manjiang."
"..."
Shen Beizhu sat on the chair blankly and asked for a long time, "What did you say?"
"I said, I want to be with Manjiang..." Yan Yan said loudly.
"Stop!" Shen Beizhu dug his ears, "Continue."
"I want to be with the Holy Son of Barbarian Frontier..."
"stop!"
Yan Yan looked at him impatiently.
"You..." Shen Beizhu stammered. He didn't know where to start, and finally just said, "When will you get married?"
"I haven't told him yet."
"..."
In less than a cup of tea, Shen Beizhu had already suspected for countless times whether there was something wrong with his ears.
Why couldn't he understand everything Yan Yan said?
"He and I are actually married. I forced him to do so. According to human customs, I should marry him." Yan Yan kindly explained to Shen Beizhu.
But obviously Shen Beizhu didn't understand her kindness.
"You, well, you don't have to marry him, right?" Shen Beizhu said angrily, "With me here, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. At worst, I will let my son take care of you in old age, so why bother marrying someone else?" I don’t think it’s possible for you, the Holy Son of Barbarian Frontier.”
Sitting aside, Xiao Bai Zhu, whose presence was extremely low, couldn't help but nodded when he heard Shen Beizhu's words.
"Why doesn't it work? What doesn't work?"
"Anyway, the Holy Son of Manjiang can't do it." Shen Beizhu frowned and said helplessly, "There are rumors that countless women have been killed by the Holy Son of Manjiang."
Yan Yan narrowed his eyes, "Then I'll go and treat him."
Shen Beizhu could no longer say anything to stop him, and Yan Yan was getting more and more frustrated.
If he continues talking, Yan Yan may decide to go to Manjiang to find Bai Shu now.
Yan Yan didn't want to change into this peach red dress, so he took Xiao Bai Zhu and planned to go to Wutou Mountain first.
"Did you really change into these clothes because of that Barbarian Saint Son?" Xiao Baizhu suddenly said.
Yan Yan nodded, "Of course, I don't like this outfit myself."
"Before, you said that Mrs. Xu was all about love. What's the difference between you and her?"
"There is no love in my mind." Yan Yan looked down at the dress on his body, "I just acted responsibly. After all, I forced him."
Yan Yan rubbed his hand on the head of the little white candle, "You are a child, what do you know, but when the time comes, you will have to carry me out as my younger brother."
She looked at Xiao Bai Zhu's size and said, "Forget it, we don't have that many rules."
"Snapped--"
Yan Yan was stunned.
Xiao Baizhu opened her hand on her head, and Yan Yan looked at him blankly.
The two of them said nothing.
After a moment, Yan Yan looked away.
She called Xiao Bai Zhu's awkward behavior at this time a little brother who couldn't bear to leave his sister.
Speaking of her little brother, she thought of Qing Mian, who had been missing for so long, and her evil intention of being left in Wutou Mountain.
In her heart, she sometimes sides with the ghosts and wild ghosts, and letting the serious Bai Wuchang, Xiao Bai Zhu, follow her... she feels uncomfortable on both sides.
Yan Yao insisted on picking up Xiao Bai Zhu and handed him to Shen Beizhu.
"Keep an eye on my little brother. I'll be back as soon as I go."
Before Shen Beizhu took the small white candle, his small body jumped to the ground.
The baby's little face was so serious that Shen Beizhu couldn't even hold him anymore.
In the headless temple,
As soon as Yan Yu appeared, evil intentions appeared.
She told Hu Xin what Mrs. Jingmei told her.
After Xu Niang's death, no one cleaned the Headless Temple. A layer of dust fell on the headless ghost statue, and the apples on the offering table were as shriveled as dates.
When Yan Yan picked up the apple, two small flying insects ran out from underneath.
"Alas!" Yan Yan sighed.
Although worshiping evil gods can easily lead to trouble, there are also good ghosts and gods like her who will protect believers.
Her headless temple had only been clean for ten years, and she only remembered that one believer, Xu Niang, had come to worship.
"You have to ask Qingmian about this," Hu Xin said.
It had not been on Wutou Mountain for a hundred years.
There will always be one Qing Mian or Evil Heart who will stay by Yan Yan's side.
Although Yan Yu is the ghost king of the ten directions, it and Qingmian are always worried about Yan Yu.
She always felt like there was nothing following her, and she could sell herself out in the next moment.
"How about I just recruit Qingmian back?"
With Yan Jie's ghost power, even if she were to become a god with a blue face, she could bring him back.
"Boss, just watch." Before Yan Yan could say anything, it continued, "But when the time comes, all beings in the ten directions will come to find you. Can you first let me leave Wutou Mountain for a while?"
Despite his unreliable green face, he is also a serious ghost king, and the usual techniques of summoning spirits based on birth dates are no longer useful to him.
Yan Jie's soul-calling is to search for the whereabouts of Qingmian indiscriminately within ten directions. By then, all ghosts and wild ghosts will be affected by her ghost power.
What bothers her most is causing turmoil.
This is what she wants to maintain most if nothing happens and is normal.
"Alas." Yan Yan sighed, "Then I'll look for it slowly."
The dust on the floor of Wutou Temple rose up as Yan Yan walked around, and a lot of it fell on her clothes.
The dust on the brand new dress is especially noticeable.
Yan Yan stamped his feet and shook off the dust on his skirt.
"Find a few kiddies to clean up this temple." Yan Yan said.
Misfortune nodded, it had long wanted to find some kid to take care of the headless temple.
"Boss, aren't you leaving?"
He was planning to call some devils to take care of him, but he still stood in the temple without moving.
"I haven't used my ghost technique for a long time. Why don't I try it here and see if I can find out when Master Jingzhu came here?"