The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Article 834

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Ta Xianjun moved his lips: "Old Liu."

"Your Majesty." Liu Gongchang stumbled, "Your Majesty is finally back."

"...Do you know?" When Ta Xianjun said these words, he didn't realize that he was like a child who was eager to share the good news with his elders, "I saw him again."

Duke Liu was startled: "...Master Chu?"

"Well, I met many times. The spiritual core of this seat has also been restored. When the important things are completed, this seat can-"

Xu Shi saw his excited shadow from the old man's turbid eyes, Ta Xianjun closed his mouth abruptly, and swept around the people kneeling around him a little embarrassedly.

Fortunately, no one dared to laugh at him.

He pursed his lips and let himself become cold and dignified again. Flicking his sleeves, he said, "Okay. Don't kneel. Get up and go back to Wushan Hall with your seat."

Yujian all the way back to the middle of Shu, he was dead in his eyes, and there were ten rooms and nine empty spaces.

There are not too many living people left in this red dust, and he has long been used to it. It's just that after staying in another world for a while, seeing the liveliness of people coming and going again, and returning to this hell on earth, it will still be a little lonely.

That night, he opened a jar of aged pear blossoms and drank alone in the empty Wushan Hall.

Since he got Master Mo's spiritual core, his body has recovered a lot, and he can do many things that only living people can do. Such as drinking, such as eating. But no matter how he repaired it, the corpse was still a corpse, and the taste he could taste on the tip of his tongue was not even the 30% he had before he was alive.

Still, he was satisfied with it.

After three rounds of drinking, he was slightly intoxicated. He propped his forehead and lay on the soft couch, reminiscing about some past events boredly. These past events are actually not happy, and they are always melancholy when they are used for wine.

He didn't want to think about it before, but now he's not afraid.

The two mortals have been connected, and no matter how much the unpleasant past is, it will soon change. He squinted his eyes, and Xiu narrowed his fingers around the red spikes on the jug. He murmured: "Chu Wanning..."

When he got up, he went to the red lotus water pavilion that had been covered in dust for a long time. As soon as he reached the door, he bumped into Liu Gongjing coming out. Seeing each other, both of them were stunned.

"Your Majesty is safe."

Stepping Xianjun asked: "Why are you here?"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on a basket of rags, dusters and other sundries that Duke Liu was carrying.

"Cleaning?"

Liu Lao sighed: "Yes, I don't know when Your Majesty will want to come again. I am afraid that things will rot and go bad if I don't use them for a long time, so I pack them every day." Liu Lao paused, "It's still the same as before, Your Majesty. go in."

Ta Xianjun suddenly didn't know what to say.

He walked alone to the lotus pond, which was filled with spirit, so Fang Fei stayed there. In the depths of the lotus blossoms, there were frogs who didn't know what to do with autumn, and he tilted his head and listened for a while, and slowly remembered that there was an afternoon at this bridge too. Intrigued, he pulled Chu Wanning, and kissed the man's forehead on the bridge involuntarily.

At that time, the relationship between them didn't seem to be much tender except for sex and love. This sudden kiss didn't mean the slightest bit of affection, so Chu nightning was a little surprised.

The cicadas chirped three or two times on the tree, and the frogs in the pond were not showing weakness.

Looking at the slightly widened phoenix eyes, he felt more and more interesting, and said, "If there is nothing left or right, why not play a game for entertainment?"

Before Chu nightning refused, he put his finger on the other's lips: "Shh. Listen to this seat."

"..."

"Let's make a bet. After this seat counts to ten, if the frogs in the courtyard croak, even if you lose, you have to bring a pot of sour plum soup to this seat. If the cicadas on the tree chirp first, even if This seat loses, this seat... takes you down the mountain to relax."

Going down the mountain is indeed a big temptation. Chu nightning didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but after getting along day and night, Stepping Xianjun had already clearly grasped his softness, and the conditions he proposed made him unable to refuse at all.

The handsome man smiled: "Then, is it started?"

"one two three……"

The low and deep voices flowed slowly, and both of them listened to the frogs or cicadas, but the emperor in the world probably had bad luck. When he started to count, the cicadas became more and more lively, but the frogs lazily closed. With a sound, there is a great meaning to die.

"Eight, nine..." The further back you count, the more procrastination. It was too obvious to drag it to the end to be a rogue, causing Chu nightning to turn his head and look at him coldly.

Stepping on Xianjun is really cheeky, and being looked at like this, he actually stopped at "nine", instead of counting down, he asked Chu Wanning: "Do you think this frog is dead?"

"..."

"Otherwise, why isn't it called."

"..."

"Wait a minute, I'll see if it's still alive, otherwise it's not fair." He said, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it at the green-skinned frog that was obviously alive-

"ten!"

"Cuck!"

The frog was frightened, jumped into the pond with a thud, and the ripples and the sound of the frog floated together. Stepping Xianjun laughed, rubbing off the mud on his fingers, and said to Chu Wanning: "You lose. The first call is frog."

Chu nightning fluttered his sleeves and wanted to leave, but his cuffs were pulled. He was in a good mood when he got the cheap Ta Xianjun, and the fragrance of the lotus pond was floating. He ignored the anger of the other party and said with a smile: "The sour plum soup needs to be iced, especially the iced kind."

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