si-mexico Chapter 15 Chapter 15
Chapter 15 Chapter 15
Chapter 15
On a certain night, it should be said that it belonged to a certain night in the yang world, Lord Chaoyang felt a familiar feeling completely fill his body, and after that, only the half-pressed pillow marks remained beside the bed, and the bed was still hot.
Looking out of the window, the crows were singing, he couldn't fall asleep, and he didn't think about it. He just opened his eyes like that, and spent the night looking at the roof tiles that Liu Feiyan had lifted countless times, as if there would be rustling noises next moment, falling A few wisps of dust, and then a clever eye stared down and circled, just to see if he came back...
"Grandpa, your wine is almost done." The granddaughter walked by holding a basket of red candles.
Chaoyang nodded, but he had to wait a little longer to age some more. His newly brewed wine was ready to drink, but he still didn't go to Yangjian once.
"Tsk, it's because your skills are no longer good, or, is it because you want to punish me?" Yan Jun was so soured by the wine that he couldn't speak, his eyebrows raised upside down looked quite vicious to outsiders.
"Plum wine, haven't you ever drank it?" Chaoyang asked lightly.
"I've drank it, but I've never drank it so sour." Yan Jundao, "You've almost cultivated yourself, you can go up, if you have any problems, I'll help you, don't be like a widow all day long In front of me." Who has never died before a daughter-in-law.
"He's not dead yet." Chaoyang corrected.
"Yes, yes, he is about to lose his wife. It's really pitiful. Hurry up and see how he is alive while he still has a few years left in his life."
"How many years? How could it be only a few years?" He remembered that he could live to be 80 years old.
Yan Jun hated iron for being weak: "He was originally, but after being messed up by you like this, there are only so many left. Besides, you want to spend hundreds of years with an old man who looks like seven or eighty." Don't blame brother for not Take care of you, "You don't know, when he first went up, he made troubles for other people's houses all day long, as if he hadn't harmed anyone this year and had to make up for it. It's strange if he lived for a long time."
Yan Chaoyang smiled helplessly, and shook his head: "Then you help me watch more, I'll wait a few months for the adaptation period to pass, and bring wine to see him together."
Life in the underground goes by very slowly, maybe Liu Feiyan went to see her old friends as soon as she woke up, or went back to her old job, running around all day long, just like what Yan Jun said , wishing to bring back all the sins he hasn't committed in the past year, but their Master Chaoyang is different, he just sits on the bank of the Wangchuan River watching cruise ships and wooden boats all day long, grabbing a jug of wine, and drinking for a whole day.
"Master Chaoyang is really a kind of love."
"Isn't that right, Madam is still positive, and I can't go to see her, she looks thinner."
"It's okay. I can go soon. Ask Lord Chaoyang if he will bring any followers. I don't know who my friend will marry in this life. I want to go and see."
"...You are really a bitch."
Yan Chaoyang heard them chatting indiscriminately behind him, a smile flashed across his eyes, how could he be thin, it's just an illusion that he doesn't look good enough, if there is good wine... He glanced at the silver jug in his hand and lamented With a sound, the wine is on top.
It’s March again, and it should be the season of blooming. The peach blossoms from the ground also stick their heads shyly. The color is darker, but it is more fragrant and stronger. Xiao Zhou, went to the next life.
Chaoyang took a shovel and dug up the backyard of his house. He made a lot of new wine and planned to give it away when he came down.
It's not a happy event when a person dies, and he wants to celebrate here.
A jug of spring wine overflowing with the fragrance of flowers has been filled. It has been two years, and the spring buried in the spring rises.
The sun is just right.
Chaoyang, a ghost with a cultivation base, is not afraid of the sun anymore, he just followed the smell and found the approximate location.It's just that there are so many people in the city, and juggling stalls occupy most of the street, bustling with people, it doesn't look like the place where Liu Feiyan will be at this time.
Yan Chaoyang was wondering, thinking he had found the wrong place, but when he heard a familiar voice shouting, before he could think about it, he dodged and walked in front of the person.
Liu Feiyan was bumped suddenly, and the tip of her nose hurt. She raised her head and was about to scold, but she froze at the first glance, and her fingertips suddenly felt cold.
The yelling at the back continued, but he didn't seem to hear it. After being stunned, his mouth narrowed and he jumped up and hung on Yan Chaoyang's body immediately. Nervous and eye-catching.
Yan Chaoyang took him aside, and before he could ask any questions, another huge figure flashed past and hugged Liu Feiyan's thigh: "Mystery! You must bless my daughter-in-law to give birth to a son—"
Yan Chaoyang gave him a strange look, Liu Feiyan shook his head desperately, the man was still shaking his head, and was about to wipe the tears all over his face onto Liu Feiyan's clothes, Chaoyang's eyes darkened, and he kicked him away up.
Liu Feiyan was startled: "Oh my god, it makes sense to say that those who are close to ink are black, why are you still kicking people now?"
"He stained you."
The man screamed, and was about to make trouble, but saw the great fairy in his heart hugging him, and suddenly lost his confidence.
The old ancestor was imposing: "Let's go."
"No, my daughter-in-law is pointing at this Great Immortal to give birth to a son!"
Yan Chaoyang's eyelids twitched twice, it's just that he hasn't seen him for more than a year, and he's going to give birth to a son?
Liu Feiyan felt that he was in some danger, so he yelled at him: "Get lost! Your wife will have a son next year!"
Hey, hey, it was finally my turn, the man patted his trouser legs, and bowed to him again, leaving five cents of oil and money before disappearing completely.
Finally he was clean, returned to his temporary house in the blink of an eye, Liu Feiyan had time to take a good look at his ancestors, and said like the others: "It seems to have lost weight."
"It's you who lost weight."
When Liu Feiyan heard it, her eyes turned red, and she complained, "Didn't you say you come to see me every day?"
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a group of people I didn't know sprinkle coarse salt and paste yellow talismans on me. No matter which ruined temple I live in, I will be driven away in the end, saying that I have defiled the gods. He has been promoted to a fairy, and he begs him to keep his son alive all day long, and he will harass him wherever he escapes.
For half a year, he ran away from where he used to live with a dog in his arms, and sometimes ran back for a few days, for fear that the old ghost would not find him.
But in the end, no one was looking for him anywhere.
Yan Zhaoyang hugged him and made him cry for a while: "I'm sorry, I can't come up for a while, and I didn't know at first..." After all, the spirit pill has been out of the body for too long and needs to recuperate.
He shook his head: "It's okay, I thought you wouldn't come." After speaking, he smiled to himself, "Actually, I want to see you, just jump off the cliff, but... I'm useless, I I don't dare... and I don't want to, I still want to..."
Yan Chaoyang felt sore in his heart: "No, you have to live well——Yan Jun said that you only have a few years left."
How many years...
"...Alright, then will you come to see me often? It's okay to appear in your dreams occasionally. I'm so pitiful now. The weather in this place is bad, and no one is easy to steal. They are not too rich themselves. The rich knew that there was going to be a war, so they had already fled with their families and property, so I could occupy their houses."
He looked around, only to find that the house was surprisingly big, but the inside was soft and empty, almost empty, and he asked, "Where do you sleep?"
Liu Feiyan pointed, "Here, that."
Yan Chaoyang frowned, it was just a bed board covered with a layer of gray cotton cloth, but it was cleaner than other places.
"Actually, it's okay. I used to live in a ruined temple and sleep on other people's beams. This one can at least turn over." He turned his face towards the old ancestor, "Don't look at those things, I'll show you Rhubarb."
It was a very earthy, earthy dog with a very rustic yellow coat, staring dumbfounded at the big tree at the door in the yard.
Liu Feiyan pushed him: "What are you doing with such a disdainful look? If I didn't have it, I would have frozen to death long ago. It's very warm to hug."
"...I thought you had a good life before." The old ancestor pursed his lips in discomfort and clenched his hands tightly. How could he think that such a lively person with such bright eyes would live like this.
"I'm just a thief, and I don't have any great skills. I have to keep an eye on people all day long so I won't be caught. It's good to survive." He patted Chaoyang, "I've lived a good life with you."
With Mr. Chaoyang, who is above all ghosts, he thought that he would not have to go out to do some shopping today, but the ancestor directly took out a dozen silver tickets with ghost painting symbols and put them in his hand.
"...Old Ancestor, I can't use the paper money you have there." Liu Feiyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, seeing the old Ancestor's frown deepened, he suggested, "Otherwise, go and see if there is any kid who just died nearby. , ask him to bring some at home?"
Yan Chaoyang looked at him for a long time, and Liu Feiyan realized what kind of status he was, he was a half-immortal after all, and she actually asked him to do this kind of thing, and she was not as shameless and shameless as herself.
"That, I'm joking, people must keep their own money for their own children. It's not kind for us to do so."
"I go."
Liu Feiyan was startled: "Ah? What did you say?"
"I'll go, we're married."
If you want to say such things, he is really not the match of the ancestors. Suddenly the atmosphere changed. How could it be like this... He rubbed his nose, slowly raised his hands to cover his eyes, his lips trembled a few times, and said with a sob : "I thought you forgot..."
The hand on the forehead was removed, and there was a familiar touch on the cheek. Yan Chaoyang stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it, comforting him: "Don't cry."
Such a gentle voice... Only such a flexible sword can pierce his strong shield, obviously it doesn't matter how hard life is, no matter how annoying other people hate him, he doesn't care, obviously As long as you hug rhubarb, you will feel better...
"I miss you so much...I want to see you so much...How could you lie to me...I thought you were just joking! You have never been here before, you lied to me..." Weeping so hard, he clenched his lower lip, Grabbing Yan Chaoyang's front, he buried his face, teardrops rolled down on the dusty ground, like falling on his heart, most afraid of losing after owning it... This must be said by a sage, really exactly.
Chaoyang patted him on the back lightly, it turned out to be so lonely... this person.
He could imagine what it was like, because he had tasted it himself. He didn't know where the end was, couldn't see the end, and could only wait.
But, he doesn't need it now.
"I'm sorry." He gently stroked the seemingly strong back that actually needed to be relied on.
The answer was replaced by crying, here is the real night, the real light, and the real time, but this moment seems to be stopped.It wasn't until Rhubarb let out a hungry bark that he raised his head, wiped his eyes, rested for a while, and stood up, "I'd better go, you...you won't be hungry anyway, just right."
"I want to eat."
"Are... sure? That's something I stole." He asked again.
"Well, we are married, I will eat whatever you eat."
Liu Feiyan smiled through tears: "You don't have to keep emphasizing, I understand."
At night, a bonfire was lit in this lonely yard, and a whole chicken was roasted on it, and the oil dripped into the fire and made a beeping sound.
"Have you not eaten these things for a long time?" Liu Feiyan asked.
Yan Chaoyang hummed: "I won't be hungry."
"Hey, I'm serious, if you're not hungry, you'd better not eat, and save some for me and Rhubarb, two mortals."
Yan Chaoyang only stared at the fire, as if he rarely saw this one, and said calmly for a while, "I'll steal it tomorrow."
Liu Feiyan covered her stomach with a smile: "You can't do this, it's not easy at home, you really are getting worse and worse."
"I will ask Yan Jun to send their descendants rich and noble for the rest of their lives."
He was stunned at this moment, opened his mouth and said a few times: "Otherwise, you can just give it to me, the fat and water will not flow into the fields of outsiders, I have never been a rich man." It's just stealing a chicken, which is cheap Big.
Yan Chaoyang looked at him resentfully, for a long, long time, until Liu Feiyan tore off the chicken legs, and he was still staring.Liu Feiyan really wanted to laugh, and finally shook her hands: "I just said it casually, I'm just waiting to go down with you to enjoy the glory and wealth after these few years, okay, come, try this."
One person, one ghost, one dog, eating grilled chicken and drinking wine around a fire, Mr. Chaoyang's mouth is rarely covered with oil, and he loves to be clean, and refuses to wipe it with his sleeves. It's a sense of joy, tsk tsk, he actually brought the great immortal who doesn't eat the fireworks into this appearance...
I feel more and more that Yan Jun will settle accounts with him after going down.
In the middle of the night, the evening breeze was slightly cool, and the bed was a little messy, and the aura of emotion could not go away for a long time.
Chaoyang stopped to look at Yinyue, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and called a few wild ghosts to give orders, before completely hiding in the night and the sound of the wind.
The person on the couch tightened the quilt as if he felt it, but he didn't open his eyes, and the eyelashes trembled uneasily.
There were only a few little ghosts left in the house looking at each other in blank dismay—sent his family to the imperial capital just to occupy his family's bedding and brazier?Why does this adult seem to be out of his mind?
"How many books do you have yet to read?" Lord Chaoyang has become the first in charge of the underworld. He wished he could spend twenty hours a day to finish the complicated tasks owed before, and then took Yan Jun to find Wan Jun on business.
"Brother, what are you in a hurry for? I've taken off my pants..." Yan Jun couldn't even sleep, and was forced to go to work. Compared with Wan Jun's supervisor before, it's even worse. "It's okay to do it tomorrow." It's not impossible."
"If you don't finish it, how could Mr. Wan leave the customs early."
Hearing the words, the old Yama was about to pick up the inkstone on the table and throw it on his head, but unfortunately he was stopped.
"Does it have to be early? Can't be on time?"
"If you don't do it again, tell Mr. Wan about the painting."
So, I am the King of Hades...
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