Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Chapter 119 I didn’t expect that she would be the first to leave among so many people...

"You'd better know what you're doing!" Tian Daozi opened his thin lips lightly, his eyes extremely cold.

Wen Yang laughed, "Really? Maybe you don't know me well enough. I always do what I say."

As she spoke, she opened her eyes slightly, white light appeared on the bottom of her hand, and the Soul Gathering Pearl gradually opened a crack under the stimulation of spiritual power.

"enough!"

Seeing more and more cracks on the Soul Gathering Pearl, Tiandaozi finally couldn't help but shouted!

Wen Yang looked at him leisurely, and the strength in her hands instantly relaxed.

"How is it? Do you still want to try?"

"You may be cruel," Tian Daozi said helplessly, "but you should tell me what kind of person meets the standards bound to Liu Shulan's destiny!"

Wen Yang stretched out a small white hand and said, "Gua Jin, this is another price."

"No!" Tian Daozi said firmly and turned to leave.

Wen Yang's voice sounded unhurriedly from behind, "You don't need to come, you just need to let Liu Shulan sign and sign."

She took out a red account book from the grid cabinet. Tiandaozi glanced at the content on it and was stunned, "Did you already know that today would happen?"

"Hmm," Wen Yang raised an eyebrow, "Should I draw or not? I have other things to do later and I don't have time to waste time with you."

Tiandaozi looked at her for a long time, and finally signed it.

Seeing her putting the account book at the top for safekeeping, he couldn't help but sneered, "Isn't your husband the Buddha of the Imperial City? Do you still want to earn this money outside?"

"What do you know? You can only feel at ease if you make money yourself."

They say it’s easier to get things done by taking people’s money.

After Wen Yang collected the hexagram gold, he sat up from the rocking chair, then took out the compass from the Qiankun bag, closed his eyes and started calculating.

But after a while, she suddenly opened it and said, "I found it."

Tiandao Zi thought, "Where is it?"

Wen Yang slowly laughed, "Far away in the horizon, close in front of you."

"..."

Tian Daozi didn't understand what she meant, "You mean - me?"

Wen Yang nodded and shook his head, "It's you, but it's not you either. Do you still remember who your body really belongs to?"

Tiandaozi frowned slightly, "Junshan?"

"Jun Shan was originally a god who should be robbed and descended to the mortal world. He was destined to suffer the seven sufferings of birth, old age, illness, death, love, farewell, and parting before returning to the heaven, but because of your appearance, the original setting was destroyed. I believe It won’t be long before he comes to me because of his failed calamity.”

"So what you mean is, let Liu Shulan and Junshan..."

"Yes," Wen Yang looked at him indifferently, "After all, the person she loved from the beginning was the real Junshan, right?"

This result surprised and shocked Tian Daozi, "The person who was with Liu Shulan in the previous life was not me?"

"Ask yourself, with your character, would you die trying to save people in your previous life?" Wen Yang glared at him, "Junshan has experienced all six kinds of suffering, but falling into the old suffering is not considered a real success in the calamity, so the way of heaven Just added this life to him."

But Tian Daozi still didn't want to believe it, "Then why did I feel palpitations the first time I saw her?"

Why is it so heartbreaking to know these truths now?
Wen Yang looked at him like an idiot, "Don't you understand yet? What you perceive now is not your emotions, but the unforgettable precious memory sealed in Jun Shan's body."

This is the reason why Tian Daozi has a violent and unpredictable personality, but is willing to give up everything for women.

In the body of this god, there is still a pure goodwill. That goodwill and the subconscious love for Liu Shulan completely changed Tiandaozi.

At some point, Tiandaozi left.

Wen Yang glanced at the soul-gathering beads that disappeared on the table, and pursed his lips slightly.

Chen Yan walked in from the door and said with complicated emotions: "I didn't expect the ending to be like this."

Wen Yang turned around and crossed his arms, "There are many things you can't think of. What is the man upstairs doing?" "I just finished dinner, and now I am clamoring to choose a second boss from among the students."

Wen Yang rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Childish. Let it go. You came just in time. I just have something to tell you."

She sat on the chair and greeted Chen Yan.

Chen Yan felt something and her body stiffened, but she still sat down obediently.

"…Are you leaving?"

"Yes," Wen Yang said bluntly, "but don't think so sad. I will come over to collect rent in the future."

Chen Yan: "..."

Wen Yang opened his palm, and there was a ray of golden light lying inside, "From now on, I will leave this "Fu life" to you to take care of. With it, you can be protected from being harassed by ghosts. "

Chen Yan was shocked and speechless. It turned out that the Fuze Golden Light taken from Fu Chenhong's mother was for her!
She wanted to cry, but couldn't, so in the end she had to hug Wen Yang tightly.

I didn’t expect that she would be the first to leave among so many people...

……

Twilight is getting darker.

In the night sky, the moon is faint and the stars are sparse.

Wen Yang sat in the courtyard and drank wine for the first time in a long time.

Today was the day she and Mo Xun agreed to see the union of Yin and Yang. At this time, the Sword of the Emperor of Heaven had not moved, and the man had not come, so she had to look up and admire the moon alone.

During this time, her cell phone rang.

Wen Yang picked it up slowly, and Feng Lingche's calm voice came from inside, "I'm getting off the plane."

She laughed, her tone lazier than usual, "It's faster than expected."

Feng Lingche heard something strange, "Have you been drinking? Still outside."

Wen Yang glanced at the five or six wine bottles around him and lied without blushing, "Just a small drink."

"Go to bed early. I'll pick you up at the airport tomorrow."

"Okay, I want to have hot pot tonight, the most expensive one." Wen Yang said to him unceremoniously.

There seemed to be a chuckle over there, "Mrs. Feng, you finally thought of exercising your rights."

The two chatted for a while about trivial matters before hanging up the phone.

As a result, not long after hanging up, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, "You can't be counted as eavesdropping if you're sitting here talking on the phone."

Wen Yang looked back and saw a clear figure standing prominently under the moonlight, smiling with raised eyebrows.

She raised the wine bottle and handed it over, "Don't think that you can escape drinking if you are sick."

Mo Xun took it, raised his head and took a big gulp. The spicy liquid flowed into his stomach, but it had a hint of sweetness, "Don't think of me as a mortal."

Wen Yang smiled noncommittally.

"Where did you go after leaving the bottom of the sea yesterday?"

Mo Xun corrected, "It's me, not us. I went back to the underworld to heal."

He said it in a casual tone, but in fact, after arriving in the underworld, Mo Xun fainted, and it was not until just now that he suddenly woke up and rushed to Wen Yang's appointment.

Wen Yang asked again: "What are your plans for the future? Are you going back to the underworld?"

The work of taking care of this place has ended. After tonight, it's time for Mo Xun to leave.

Mo Xun remained silent and did not answer.

(End of this chapter)