Chapter 33: Soul Ferrying Huangquan: The Old Ones
Why bother?
Why bother...
But although you understand the truth, many things cannot be let go by just understanding the truth. They are called: disasters.
When the princess asked this, she never thought she would get an answer.
When Su Jin answered this, he never thought of giving an answer.
The two of them were tacitly aware of each other.
It was not heavy in the snow, so no one went into the house to hide.
The princess was drunk and cursed at first, but two of the three sentences were inseparable from a name. Then she ran to the corner, took out the abandoned mace for a long time, and insisted on giving everyone a blow.
Su Jin has seen sword dancers, sword dancers, gun dancers, but he has never seen mace dancers. This picture is so eye-catching that he dares not even think about it. Once this thing is taken off, it will be a disaster wherever it is smashed.
Su Jin reached out to pull the princess, but after all, he finally stopped her. Fortunately, she didn't go crazy, otherwise Su Jin wouldn't think of a better solution except to knock her out.
After a long time, the princess fell into the snow and fell into the bowl of wine in her hand, and the wine penetrated the snow.
"Lu Yi..." Before going to bed, she said again the name that had tortured her for most of her life. It was vaguely, as if in a dream, she seemed to see her homeland, the boy with a straight figure and a jade-like face, and heard him calling him in his ears.
"A Xiang..."
Su Jin didn't dare to get drunk. She walked to the center of the yard, lifted the princess with one hand, grabbed the brainless and excited Sanqi with the other hand, dragged them to the backyard, and threw them all into Sanqi's room.
He didn't have the patience to take care of these two guys. He was already kind-hearted without throwing them into the snow.
"Sir, Princess, she is also a person with a story!" Qi Yang sighed and said when he saw Su Jin coming back.
Su Jin shook his head, not in the mood to discuss other people's right and wrong. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and said silently in his heart: "Chen Shi, I hope you don't let me down. Otherwise, I will be in trouble, and you will die miserably!"
Ten years later.
It happened that the world was prosperous in Kaiyuan, with the country rich and the people safe, and all people were good. Although the world was still divided into black and white, there were very few extremely vicious bandits, so that the days of Sanqi gradually became sad, and there were no more bacons in the courtyard.
It was another heavy snow day. Wang Xiaolu and Zhao Daniu, the brothers in distress, finally reshaped their bodies. They were so happy that they were crazy. The bandits with famous names in the world ran around in the yard, bent down and grabbed the snow on the ground and smashed them at each other, like two idiots.
Sanqi, a fool, could not withstand the temptation, and followed him stupidly. He obviously made up for most of his energy, but Su Jin always felt that her IQ was a bit erratic, sometimes high and sometimes low.
Another difference from the original work is that the Mengpo soup cooked from Panax not smelly, it tastes sweet and sweet, and can be called a delicious food in the world. Su Jin thought that this may have a lot to do with him. But this progress cannot make him happy.
Because the most important soup in Mengpo soup is deep affection...
Just as the three idiots in the courtyard were having snowball fights, the gate of Mengpozhuang slammed open, and the princess wearing a long black water suit and holding a mace rushed in with hundreds of ghost messengers.
The three people in the yard were stunned by this scene, and Sanqi asked in a confused look: "Axiang, what are you doing?"
The princess looked at her with drunken eyes, and three figures appeared in a person's eyes. She waved her mace and almost hit Sanqi, which scared her to retreat quickly.
"Don't shake it, it makes me dizzy."
Sanqi: "…”
"How much wine did your leader drink?" After a moment, seeing the princess' body swaying left and right, Sanqi took advantage of the opportunity to hold her arm and said to the ghost messengers behind her.
"Return to Sanqi, the leader... she hasn't woken up recently." A female official said helplessly: "This time the army was sent, the leader said she saw a peerless handsome man who wanted to marry him as her wife."
Sanqi's eyes were a little stunned and confused: Can this man be a wife?
"Who said I want to marry him?" The princess hiccupped, pushed Sanqi away, and waved: "The little thief peeped at the princess drinking, and was extremely guilty. I want to annihilate him first and then kill him, and then chop it into meat paste."
Sanqi: "…”
This A Xiang...is getting more and more injustice.
"Sanqi, let me ask you, have you seen a man with white black hair, handsome face, and a handsome man?" The princess stood on the ground with a thumping mace, holding Sanqi's shoulders with both hands.
Sanqi thought for a while and said, "I've seen it."
"Where is he?" The princess looked overjoyed, and peach blossoms seemed to appear in her eyes: "I knew that among the eight hundred miles of yellow springs, you, Mengpo Village, can hide people, and he must be hiding here."
Sanqi turned his head and shouted, "Doctor Su, A Xiang is looking for you."
Su Jin walked out of the house and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"It's not Lao Su, that man is a young sword immortal with a little cinnabar in his eyebrows." The princess almost instinctively less presumptuous when she saw Su Jin coming out.
Sanqi shook his head and was about to talk to him, his nose suddenly twitched, and he vaguely smelled a very familiar smell.
"Hmph, Humph..." She took a deep breath and smelled the smell to the lobby. She looked at a corner of the white shirt under the table, reached out to pick it up, put it between her nose and smelled it deeply, and she suddenly became full of strength and was as fluttering as a fairy.
"Search it for me, I must find the beautiful sword immortal today." After so long, when the cold wind blew, Sun Shangxiang felt a little clearer, and clasped her fists at Su Jin and said, "Old Su, I offended."
"Let's go." Su Jin glanced at Sanqi, who was competing with a corner of white clothes in the lobby, turned to the hundreds of ghosts following the princess, and said, "You go out first."
"Yes, sir." The ghost messengers knew Su Jin's reputation. After all, in the ten years since Su Jin entered the underworld, as the most dazzling general under my lord Acha, he had already spread his reputation throughout the underworld, so hundreds of people retreated like flowing water.
"Hey, what are you doing? Are you my subordinates, not his subordinates?" Sun Shangxiang jumped at them and pointed at them and shouted loudly.
The ghost officers did not dare to reply. The ghost officers who walked in the end even brought the door to isolate the sounds inside and outside.
"I'm so kind to them, I often invite them to drink!" Sun Shangxiang cursed gritted her teeth.
"Bang!"
Chapter completed!