Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Shang country, Bingzhou city.

The night is like water, and the lights are just coming on.

The two figures of Ziqing walked slowly, and the woman in purple turned her head to urge the man in green behind her from time to time, "Wu Mu, you don't even know why you practice yourself?"

She thinks that she has a thorough analysis of the matter of cultivating immortals. Looking back on the past, in her original world, there are countless people obsessed with cultivating immortals from ancient times to the present. Living in the temptation of the word "longevity", he devoted himself to seeking immortality and asking questions, and did many absurd things.

"Meng'er's words are indeed somewhat reasonable, but although I cultivate, it's not for the purpose of becoming a fairy. It's just because of the long years, to pass some boring time."

As soon as Mu Zili said these words, Simeng was dumbfounded, stared at him for a while, and then laughed out loud.She actually forgot that the handsome man in green shirt in front of her was nothing more than a cloud of energy, even with spiritual consciousness and spiritual power, it was still just that illusory aura.

How could she be the same as a monster of flesh and blood like her?

Thinking about it this way, his strange thoughts about cultivating immortals can be barely explained.

While hiding her face and laughing, Meng Xiang stretched her hand into his wide sleeve, condensedly twisted her fingers, "Stupid Spiritual Song, why don't you come out yet?"

With a sound of "嗖", the spiritual song has quickly wrapped around Mu Zili's waist from her sleeves, raised his head slightly, uttered a snake letter, and sent a voice transmission to her, "Sister, I'm sorry. After the spiritual song Don't dare to snooze anymore, sister, don't leave Ling Ge alone in the world!"

Xiangmeng was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, thinking that she had heard the spiritual song of the conversation between her and Mu Ling just now, in fact, what Mu Mu said also had his reasons.

Perhaps, she will really hinder Ling Ge's path to immortality.

Seeing that she was silent and sensing the hesitation in her heart, Linge was a little anxious, and turned to beg Mu Zili, "Brother Mu, Linge must be obedient and never cause trouble for brother or sister again, please don't let sister send the spirit The song leaves! The spiritual song has nowhere to go, woo woo..." The little guy began to cry as he spoke.

Seeing the pitiful look of this little guy, Mu Zili couldn't bear it a little, but he was even more worried about him when the shopkeeper of the Nishang Pavilion talked about the custom of avoiding snakes in the Shang Dynasty during the day.

In fact, Xiangmeng was equally worried about this matter as he was, "Lingge, for safety's sake, during the Shang Dynasty, I will perform a spell to hide your body for the time being, okay?"

"Yeah! Thank you, sister!" Linge agreed obediently.

Like Meng raised her finger slightly, pressed it lightly on her waist, and the bright red belt that was originally wrapped around it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When they returned to Muyun Residence, they saw Sima Luocheng from a distance wearing a coarse black shirt, listless, sitting under the corridor with a dejected expression, and moaning at the moon.

Mu Zili waved his sleeves and wanted to say hello to him, but was dragged back to the room by Mengmeng.

"Mu Mu, since we can't help him with his affairs, let's not bother him!" Simeng closed the door, saw that he had unloaded the burden in his hand, and handed the teacup in front of him.

In fact, it's not her fault, the main reason is that when she thinks about the past that Sima Luocheng said last night, her mind is full of palace fights, favors, and conspiracies, and she really doesn't want to get involved in any bloody court struggles.Therefore, when Sima Luo City asked them for a request last night, she refused without waiting for him to finish speaking.

But thinking of passing the corridor just now, and seeing his gloomy expression, a trace of sympathy was inexplicably born in his heart.

Mu Zili took the teacup, but seeing her depressed, he sighed and said, "What? Still angry about what happened just now? If Meng'er is so interested in cultivating immortals, why not find a hidden place in the world, How about practicing with peace of mind?"

Although what he said was not what she thought in her heart, it brought her back to her senses, "I still have to hide from that broken bird right now, how can I be in the mood to cultivate immortality? I was just thinking about Sima Luo City. He is the crown prince of the Yun Kingdom, and now he is in such a state of desperation, it's really pitiful when you think about it carefully."

"Since Meng'er is worried about him, why don't you invite him into the room for a gathering, so we can ask him about his future plans." Mu Zili suggested.

While the two of them were talking, they heard noisy voices outside the door.

"Let me tell you, my lord, what we Muyunju do is just a small business. If all the guests are like you and ask for credit, then we can't do this business." The voice of the speaker was low, probably a Middle-aged woman.

Immediately afterwards, a young woman's voice was heard, she seemed to be the clerk who greeted them yesterday, but her voice at the moment sounded very aggressive, "Hmph! Shopkeeper, why are you talking so much to him?" ?Look at how well-dressed he is, how can he be able to pay his debts! He obviously wants to renege on his debts! He lives in a superior house, and the daily rent is already ten guan, plus today's meal expenses, a full ten What about Wuguan! I'm afraid that if he is himself, he may not be able to raise enough money! In my humble opinion, let him be sent to the official!"

"Shopkeeper! I definitely didn't intend to renege on the debt, but I was in a hurry to go out a few days ago and forgot to bring my money..." The voice of the speaker was clear and familiar.

Simeng widened her eyes, raised her ears to the door and listened carefully, then watched secretly through the crack of the door, the noisy people outside were the shopkeeper of Muyunju and Sima Luocheng.

When Simeng opened the door, he happened to see the waiter pointing at his nose with one hand on his hips, yelling sharply, "You! It's obvious that you cheated to eat and live here! You look like a human being, why are you so shameless? "

However, Sima Luocheng's face was flushed red, and his tall and straight figure looked so small and helpless at this moment.

Simeng was stunned at the door for a few seconds, then rushed to the little girl, raised her sleeve and brushed off her raised fingers, and shouted: "Noisy, noisy! Why are you noisy? It's late at night, let no one Rest? This man is my friend, I was going to invite him to sit in the room, how dare you be so rude to him."

I saw that Xiaoer's face was slightly angry, but he dared not speak out, so he lowered his brows and eyes, not daring to respond.

The shopkeeper behind her had already bent down and said with a smile: "Oh! This guest officer! I'm so sorry! I disturbed your rest! Guest officer, don't be upset! Don't be upset!" Why? Hurry up and prepare some good wine and food, and apologize to the guest officer!"

The waiter in the shop left, and said like a dream: "Luocheng, why don't you come in? Brother Mu is waiting for you to drink!" She pretended to be innocent, stepped forward and patted Sima Luocheng's arm familiarly, with a smile on her face. There are heart-warming smiles everywhere.

Sima Luocheng stagnated slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he greeted Mu Zili's kind smile from inside the room, and finally stepped into the room with his head lifted.

The shopkeeper outside the house was very embarrassed, and he apologized with a smile: "Little eyesight, eyesight! You have offended me just now, please don't blame the guest!" The shopkeeper was secretly scolding the blind Xiaoer in his heart, and almost missed her business. This purple-clothed woman is dressed luxuriously, and the green-clothed young man in the middle is also extraordinary, so he must be the master of either wealth or honor.

But just now that young man was wearing a coarse black shirt, did not expect them to be friends?

She seemed to be dreaming that the small eyes of the shopkeeper in front of her were turning black, and she kept apologizing to her. She didn't bother to care about it any more, but just ordered her to serve more good wine and food.