Nan Heng couldn't remember at all when he last came to the underworld and why he came here. That was really too long ago. Maybe before or after the first war of gods and demons. After all, it was a long time ago, when there were not so many ghosts in the underworld. Ghost emperors often traveled in the three realms of heaven, earth and human. Demon kings and demon kings were just titles, and gods often traveled in the lower realms.

At that time, the gods, ghosts and demons were very leisurely, and they often gathered in the human world, sitting and talking about a pot of sake, and it took a hundred years for a moment.

That was thousands of years ago, and after that, the Ghost Emperor carved out the Huangquan Road, and the Heavenly Emperor made it into a platform of execution. The two demons and demons were almost slaughtered, and since then there have been very few exchanges between gods and ghosts.

He may be the first god to revisit the underworld in tens of thousands of years, and the first god to break into Huangquan Road. If it weren't for the bad mood, Nan Heng almost wanted to laugh at this honor. What happened to Huang Quanlu? The King of Hell, who had only been a kid for a few years, dared to try to stop him. He was really ignorant and fearless.

He walked around the underworld with his arms folded and followed his memory, and finally came to Wangchuan. Standing on the riverbank, he lowered his head and looked down at the evil spirits struggling and roaring in the filthy black water. .

Sure enough, it's been too long, and everything is no longer the way it was in memory.

"Do you know that this river was originally crystal clear and empty?" Nan Heng said suddenly and turned around unexpectedly. He was not surprised by the two who appeared, but said Zhang, "Some days are gone, Ji Jiu."

Tsing Yi Sijiu smiled and saluted, "What should I call you?"

"Whatever." Nan Heng waved his hand in a tedious manner, "You'd rather not see me, so why do you have to do this kind of false salute."

Yimo said coldly from the side, "Since you know you're not welcome, why are you still here?"

Nan Heng stared at him for a moment, then turned to Ji Jiu Daozhang, "Isn't this the result you want?"

Ji Jiu didn't answer, just looked at him, unabashedly speculating about his origin and purpose.

Nan Heng didn't take it seriously, and waved his hand again, "Since meeting is good fortune, let's talk about old times."

They are just a little bit of intersection in the world of the world, and they can't get the word "reminiscing the old", so he said these two words very casually, and the vague teasing was deliberately let them hear it, and the teasing was blatant.

"You are angry."

Nan Heng smiled slightly and said softly to them, "I'm angry because I let Shen Jue find him alone for five hundred years. Or because you are ghosts, and I am a god, so I can crush your destiny at will. Are you angry?" He looked at Yimo, as if asking sincerely.

Emer didn't speak.

"Don't be angry," Nan Heng continued, "Anger is the pain of being incompetent. You are not vulgar, don't make me feel boring."

He smiled again, a table and chairs suddenly appeared in front of the beckoning room, Nan Heng took the seat first, then took out the tea cup and poured tea for himself with the pot.

"Please do it yourself." Nan Heng motioned.

Yimo took his seat and poured tea for Ji Jiu.

"You took the Huangquan Road." When pouring tea for himself, Yimo didn't lift his head, "What are the consequences?"

"It's just sinister." Nan Heng replied indifferently, and asked him, "How was the day when you lost your mana?"

"It's inconvenient." Yimo thought about his old age, and said seriously, "I can't drive away mosquitoes."

"It's really inconvenient." Nan Heng Daozhang, "After you are reincarnated, I will send you a pill to avoid evil, take it naturally, all poisons will not invade, and mosquitoes will be avoided." Seeing that he tilted his head, he added. Chapter "Ji Jiu also has it."

"bribe?"

Ji Jiu, who had been silent all this time, asked.

"Bribe you?" Nan Heng put down the tea cup, and pouted his lips in disgust, "Although you are exquisite, you are still a mortal."

He said mercilessly and harshly to his former general, "Don't use those tricks on me. You and the little king of hell are in sympathy and force me to make a choice. I still invite you to have tea, which is generous."

Ji Jiu's face was not good, but Nan Heng didn't even look at him, staring at the green tea juice filled with smoke in the cup, and continued, "There is no need to deny this, you and I both know it well. You think the coercion is successful, and I lose. Going to the underworld, the handle is in your hands, and I will not dare to provoke after that; if you fail to invade Huangquan, you will also suffer pain and suffering, and you will feel a bad anger in your heart. The abacus is very good, and now I am sitting here, and I don’t care about you. How are you doing?"

Looking up at Ji Jiu's eyes, Nan Heng sneered and said, "I'm willing to lift you up, but it's because of the love that the little beast has served for many years. Without him, what would you be here with me?"

Ji Jiu also sneered, "I'm nothing, and I let you go through this honestly. How does it feel to be sinister, and it can be recovered in five hundred years?" He sneered again, "Or I let Shen Jue stay here. Stay in the city for another five hundred years, and let you stay in this extremely yin place until the venom is so sinister that there is no cure."

"Don't say you will leave. Since you broke in, you won't leave without bringing someone back. Am I right?!"

Nan Heng's face was expressionless, but there were wisps of divine power around him, and the two ghosts suffocated, and all of a sudden they became much thinner. If it wasn't for the restraint, just the power of the gods didn't know how many times their souls were wiped out.

Yimo patted the hand of the person beside him soothingly, and then said to Nan Heng, "Don't make trouble, if something goes wrong, how could Shen Jue go with you."

His face was calm, without a trace of surprise, and his tone was very calm, as if he was gossiping at home and said, "The tea is not good, change the wine."

Nan Heng eased his expression, put away Shenwei and did not refuse, took away the tea cup on the table, and placed a wine cup.

Yimo held the wine and filled the three cups.

The atmosphere was still very silent, Nan Heng did not make a sound, and Ji Jiu was also sullen. Yimo had no choice but to drink a cup first, then turned his head to comfort the people around him, "You always teach me more when I am in trouble, and today I will teach you that it's just that my husband's family met an evil daughter-in-law. It's worth your anger."

"What you said earlier was also wrong."

"Whatever he gave us, that's how it should be. My daughter-in-law should be filial to both of us."

"How can it be called a bribe?"

The atmosphere was strangely silent again.

As soon as the phrase "daughter-in-law" came out, the audience was stunned.

The faces of the gods and ghosts at the table were all wonderful, and they looked at him incredulously at the same time, and they almost admired his extraordinary brazenness.

"What did I say wrong?"

With a rising tone, Yimo, who was stared at by two pairs of eyes, was no exception. He sorted out the things one by one and showed them to them with doubts. "I have already drank the tea and the wine. What am I missing?" After a pause, he muttered to himself, "Yes, you have to kowtow to us."

His broad robe and sleeves were waved by him, and Yimo seriously said to Nanheng Daozhang, "You kowtow, we'll be done after kowtow."

Oooh - look at that wicked snake! Ji Jiu didn't know how hard it was to hold back the laughter that poured into her throat.

He didn't want to make things difficult for the other party at first, but his son was bullied for a while, and he always kept his anger in his heart when he didn't do anything.

After all, it's a matter between the son and the "daughter-in-law". They are elders, so why are they too embarrassed to interfere too much?

"No need." Ji Jiu cleared his throat and said, "If you are willing to take a trip to Huangquan Road for him, you will not need to kowtow."

Yimo showed her first smile after this, and she was very handsome, and she had the pure childlike smile that was the fun of it.

"Then let it go." Yimo responded with a smile, and then said to Nan Heng, "It's enough to send more good things to honor him."

呔——It's also shameless and has no bottom line.

If the character scene is changed, Nan Heng will applaud and reward this wonderful farce. This plot is better than any story, and more exciting than any storyteller.

He didn't know that there were such monsters in the world, but unfortunately he didn't get to know him when he was a monster, otherwise he would have to go to the upper realm if he said anything.

Sure enough, haven't been in the lower world for too long, and missed a lot of fun.

Thinking of the funny part, Nan Heng didn't mind his wanton provocation. He only looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile. "If a little beast learns a little bit of your temperament, he won't make himself stupid."

He said again, "I'm also well-informed, and it's rare to be stupid enough to kill myself."

"You raised your son so stupidly, but you still think you are right."

"Women are stupid, and Zhou Zhengxi looks like they can marry out."

"My son is so stupid that he still wants to marry a wife."

"So delusional, it shows that you are also stupid."

He always had a calm tone and a calm expression, and he killed a lot of people while talking and laughing, just like his bottomless chess skills.

The atmosphere was weird again.

"Why don't you speak?"

Nan Heng squeezed the wine cup, and said slowly, "You came to Xing Shi to ask for guilt, didn't you prepare the guilt?"

"Sure enough, it's more stupid than I thought. The little beast has an elder like you, but I can't bear to blame him."

Ji Jiu finally spoke up and cleared his throat, "Don't call him that."

What an ugly name.

Nan Heng glanced at him, but turned to Yimo Daozhang, "He just likes me to be called that."

Yimo immediately understood and nodded understandingly.

Ji Jiu swallowed hard, and was really speechless. People dared to say such a thing, what else could he do. People are shameless, hateful son is also not up to expectations, what way is there to be a father. He could also see that Nan Heng was more willing to talk to Yimo, maybe it was because the gods and demons were fellow cultivators after all, so Ji Jiu decided to shut up immediately.

"I like to call him that too."

It was still Yimo who spoke, and gestured with both hands.

"When he first came, he was a little big. He smelled bad and didn't have a few hairs. The little beast deserves its name."

"But my little beast has become your little beast. No matter how cruel he is to you, you are happy." Several little beasts rolled around on the tongue, but there was no knot at all. No matter how cruel he is to you." After a short pause, Yimo continued eloquently, "If you are willing, you should take care of him."

"I don't think that you not only didn't take care of the little beast, let him find you for more than five hundred years, and finally let your little beast die. It shows that you are also stupid."

With a snort, Yimo Daozhang

"I can't even take care of my own little beast, and I'm going to file a lawsuit with my in-law's house. Do you think it makes sense for me to occupy it? That's stupid."

"It's so much fun to be stupid and live like this, and you should accompany the little beast to die."

The upside-down "little beast" gave Nan Heng a headache.

The person who was beaten by this language lawsuit was red-faced and really tired.

I don't know how the fight will end. Ji Jiu didn't want to shut up anymore, and opened his mouth to say, "Since he is stupid and deserves to die, why did you come here?"

Yimo also said, "You are stupid when you say you are stupid? How do you know that you are not angry. Let him look for more than five hundred years, you are reasonable."

"Have you wronged him for five hundred years?" Nan Heng was finally moved

"Five hundred years of grievances, how about thousands of years.

"Besides, does he have to let him find me when he finds me? You are used to him, because that is your son, I am not raising a son for myself.

"If he can't find it, that's because he has no ability, and since he has no ability, he must admit it.

"Whether he committed suicide because of me, or because you didn't have the ability to raise him well."

Ji Jiu is also angry

"He has no friends or relatives around him, and you are the only one in his heart. He has been looking for you alone for five hundred years in this world. Do you still blame him for his incompetence?"

"You say that he is lonely. No one in the world is lonely. If you are lonely, you will die. How can there be a living person in the world!"

With a sneer, Nan Heng got up angrily and pointed at Yimo to ask the chapter

"You have lived alone for more than two thousand years, why don't you die?"

"He doesn't care. Could it be my fault?"

"It's because of you that he doesn't care."

He said to Yimo Daozhang, "You only care about your own personal feelings. When he becomes an adult, he will not let him go out alone, and he will take him with him to guard him like a chick."

"You take him as the only comfort for Shen Qingxuan after his death, and you don't let him make friends, not even one of your fellow practitioners."

"So he has no one else besides his relatives."

"It's your sin."

"And you," Nan Heng turned his head to look at Ji Jiu, his tone was as cold as a blade

"Knowing that you are a mortal and can't bear the responsibility of raising him, but insisting on raising him, then you will have a snake demon who has practiced for more than two thousand years, and you will not know that demons have demon ways. Don't let it go."

"It's true that you saved him. For your own selfish desires, you also destroyed him."

"Imo should have told you that the wolf clan is stubborn and exclusive, but they take great care of the cubs of the same clan. Even if he is half human and half wolf, he will be well taken care of before he becomes an adult."

"So he should have been sent to the wolf demon jungle to grow up with his family and learn how to deal with distractions and loneliness."

"And in order to achieve your desire to raise a child with this old demon snake, you greedily bound him."

"I still dare to say that he has no worries, no relatives or friends, because of me?"

"It's absolutely ridiculous!"

"enough."

Yimo interrupted him, his voice low and authentic.

"We will go to reincarnation tomorrow."

When Yimo's voice fell, Nan Heng didn't speak anymore. It's not good for anyone to say something too ugly. Even if he intended to have more ugly words behind, he didn't plan to say it, forget it. There is nothing to care about with them, but they are just a little demon and a mortal, and they are still in the form of two ghosts. Even if they go to war, he only needs to go to the Shangqing Palace to drink for a day, and he still remembers them clearly. They had long forgotten who he was and what it meant.

Very boring.

They didn't understand anything, and he couldn't blame people who didn't understand.

Nan Heng sighed, sat back down again, and filled the two glasses with wine.

"If you want to be reincarnated, you must drink Meng Po soup first, and no one will recognize anyone in the future. Would you like to?"

Ji Jiu didn't continue, and lowered her head to think about her own thoughts.

"It's good." Yimo took the chapter, "I'm not dissatisfied. Besides, there are still three marriages, and it's very interesting to meet again. Every day in this underworld where I can't see the light, it seems that there are all those grimacing faces, a little dead. There's nothing new. If it wasn't for someone to accompany me, I would have been bored and lost my soul."

He looked at Ji Jiu while he was talking, maybe he was so irritated, this man lowered his head and didn't know what to think.

Where is the mind wandering? Imo was too lazy to guess. Being a ghost can't be relieved. With such a heavy heart, can only hope to drink a few more bowls of Meng Po soup to change the sex.

"You can also be a ghost repairer," Nan Heng said.

"Being good."

Emer refused. Life is short, and one round of life is only a hundred years. Knowing that your life is limited, you will work hard to do what you want to do. You can live a wonderful life in just a hundred years. He is a trained demon, and he knows what it's like to live too long.

Everything is vanity, everything is vanity.

"However, there is still a lot of fun in the underworld." Yimo chatted with him about Taoist chapters. "Those Taoists who practice in the world often break in because they have two magic weapons passed down by their masters."

"These cultivators still have some fame." Nan Heng said, and said coldly, "If you teach your son skills well, wouldn't it be better for these ordinary people? He has never even broken through."

"How do I know that teaching him his skills is to use it to break into the underworld?" Yimo was a little amused, "Did you succeed in your practice because you were looking for people somewhere?"

What he said makes sense. It's just that the wolf demon, who is almost a thousand years old, is not as good as the mortal fetus who has only cultivated for three or five hundred years in the world, which is really shameful.

Nan Heng thought about it and still ignored him, and replied Daozhang, "I don't remember why I practiced, I only know that the lower realm has been through many calamities. I have also searched for someone vaguely, but I can't remember."

"How long have you been practicing?" Yimo was a little curious. After all, he has gone from snake to human to ghost, and he is more than 3,000 years old, but because of his weak temperament, he has never seriously understood the matters of cultivation. It's just that when the other party frowned, and after thinking for a while, the answer was not accurate, and the last time he counted his age should be more than 73,000 years old, Yimo didn't want to know anything.

If he was an old demon snake, what would he be in front of him? Compared to him, the one he had known for more than three thousand years was just a small snake.

"At your age, you still can't get along with Shen Jue, and you haven't seen each other for five hundred years. What's the point?" Yimo Daozhang "The mind is smaller than mine, how can you become a god?"

Nan Heng said, "You just don't believe that he is stupid to death yourself."

"But he is really stupid." Nan Heng decided to break their self-deception and said, "Above the thirty-two layers of heaven, one day in the sky, one hundred years in the world."

Seeing Yimo's rare stunned expression, Nan Heng wanted to sigh, "I used to practice in the spiritual world, and I haven't returned to my place for more than 5,000 years. When I sensed that catastrophe was approaching, I went down to the world. Three days have passed since the end of the piles. Daoist friends come to celebrate, and the Shangqing Palace invites you to discuss the matter, and it will be two more days."

"You're just blaming him for the five hundred years he's been looking for."

Nan Heng snorted, and the corners of his lips raised a hint of helplessness, "I don't know, but after five days, he was out of anger and wanted to die."

And even when he died, he felt that he had suffered a great grievance.

No, these people all feel that they have suffered great grievances, everything is his fault, and everything has to be recovered from him.

Among the six realms, all creatures with spirituality feel that they have suffered great grievances. The scholar aggrieved himself for not being clear-minded, the farmer aggrieved himself to be poor to the point of death, the yellow-flowered girl aggrieved herself for committing a goddamn family, the grievances of monsters are not as wonderful as humans, the grievances of human beings are not as unscrupulous as the grievances of monsters, the grievances of the demons are not superior to the protoss... It's so endless .

Always such an endless grievance.

It's been like this for thousands of years.

"You are a god, you have lived so long."

Ji Jiu, who had been silent for a long time, finally said, "In your eyes, everything we did to him was wrong?"

In the end, he was stabbed into this thorn fiercely, and he couldn't pull it out.

In the first life, he passed away early, leaving behind his childish only son and suddenly lost his love. At that time, Yimo was still a cold-hearted old demon snake. the little monster.

It was the first time he passed away. When he passed away, all his beloved were by his side, but he didn't dare to think about how the young son who was left by him had to suffer through that time.

After that again and again. The children he once regarded as precious are always left by him again and again.

In the end, even Yimo left him.

But none of them gave him more options.

He can obviously take so many different paths and see different scenery. He can have relatives by blood, friends who can make him happy, and have a better and brighter life.

Instead of having nothing and being alone.

Even dying is lonely. No one mourned for him, no one saw him off, but he obviously lived so many years.

After death, there is not even a single person to worship.

No one remembers his children.

Even if he has done so much.

"Am I doing something wrong?"

he asked in a low voice, grabbing Yimo's hand like the last straw. The figure is getting thinner.

"No," Yimo said. "You're a human being, and you can't see things that far away. You're right."

He nodded, "Yes, you're right, it's not my fault."

But my heart hurts so much.

"There is no right or wrong in most things in this world." Nan Heng said indifferently, "It is the greatest vice of human beings to be entangled with right and wrong."

Ji Jiu shook his head and said, "It's good to be confused about some things, and if you don't understand some things, it just doesn't work."

Yimo also said, "If he has to understand, you will give it to him."

"You want to understand too?"

"I know what I've done, I understand very well." Yimo raised her eyebrows, "I'm not human, so naturally I won't regret my actions. I know that the half-human, half-demon son in this world is a different child, and the way of heaven will not allow it. , So the ten ** will die as soon as they are born, but if they survive, they will have great fortunes.

so what?

I'm a demon, with no father, no mother, and no restraints. I can do whatever I like. "

Yimo leaned back and leaned on the chair, "As long as Tiandao doesn't think I'm going to destroy me too much, what I do is within the scope of Tiandao."

Demons have their ways, humans have their ways, and gods have their ways. He walks his own way, so why bother to worry about what he looks like in the eyes of the gods. He was originally a cold-blooded snake demon, even if he became a human for Shen Qingxuan's sake, he still followed his own path.

In this respect, he is no different from Nan Heng. They are people of the same faith, while Shen Qingxuan is not. He has always been a human being, burdened by the dogmas created by human beings, and he cannot keep his emotions in check. .

Nan Heng understood this and treated him like a robe. Even though he was a god and a demon, they walked in different ways, but they were still the way of heaven.

Even if one of them has chosen the world of the world, they can still talk about it before drinking the Mengpo soup.

"Don't mind me, you tell him," said Imo.

He glanced at Ji Jiu, who was in a state of despair, his eyes stopped on the vast Wangchuan not far away, remembering the fate that the Star Commander had copied to him, he couldn't help but solemnly said, "I'll tell you the whole story. Then you drink Mengpo soup by yourself. , forget it all."

Shen Jue's mother is the young daughter of the wolf king, and she has an affair with mortals, which affects the lives of mortals. Xu Mingshi walks the path for heaven, and the orphan is brought back to the teacher's door and sent back to the wolf clan by his master; Cultivating the way of happiness, after 300 years of cultivation, I have achieved something, and traveled the world. Another two hundred years, I know the ruthless Tao, the pine tree essence and the wood heart, and my fellow practitioners for three hundred years. Mu Xin's cultivation failed and he fell into the devil's life; he changed the way of longevity, and met Emperor Nanheng for five hundred years, became a Taoist companion, and became the wolf king in the same year, leading the tens of thousands of people of the wolf demon tribe, establishing the immortal cave dwelling, and accepting small children from all over the world. Demon, preaching and teaching, blessing the group of demons.

A thousand years later, the merits and virtues are deeply recorded in the gods, and they are blessed by the heaven.

"This was originally his destiny."

Nan Heng said, "He is my destined Taoist companion. He should be worshipped by thousands of people, remembered by the demons, and worshipped as a god with reverence and respect."

"Now he doesn't know who he is, and he doesn't even have the heart to live bravely."

"You said you were right or wrong."

Ji Jiu was speechless.

If there is a bowl of Meng Po soup at this time, he will drink it immediately, forgetting the life he has owed and owed for a long time.