Hidden God

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two

Seeing that the two men were calm, and waiting for Yanshuang and Tsing Yi to speak, Feng Yin squinted his eyes and circled the joss stick paper money on the ground, and finally landed on Tsing Yi and Yanshuang, raising his eyebrows, "Who made it? Did you come to Fengqi Palace to see me like this?"

Tsing Yi and Yan Shuang's expressions choked, and looked at Feng Yin's somewhat dangerous expression, looking at the sky and the ground one by one, and refused to speak out.

"kindness?"

Feng Yin snorted and his eyes sank. Tsing Yi immediately sold his junior uncle. "It's junior uncle. He said that you lived in Fengqi Palace back then. I came here to burn paper money. Maybe I can bring your soul back."

I was afraid that I would find it ridiculous to say this, and Tsing Yi's voice became lower and lower. He now naturally knows that he was cheated by the little uncle. He didn't dare to come to see the little sister-in-law, so that he would do this offensive thing.

Hey, Xiao Shishu looked at the immortal Dao's bones high and cold and dusty, really bad. Tsing Yi muttered silently in her heart, blinking at Feng Yin, striving to confess and be lenient.

Yan Shuang laughed awkwardly, looked at the joss stick paper money on the ground, and felt that it was indeed a bit unnatural to run in front of a living person to cry at the grave, scratching his head, his eyes drifted, "This... You have a debt, you can’t care about the two of us who don’t know anything..."

Before the feast was over, Feng Yin nodded slowly, "Yes, what a Yuan Qi Shenjun."

After that, she waved her sleeves and headed toward Jingyang Palace aggressively.

After all, Tsing Yi was still worried about his junior uncle, and when he looked panicked, he was about to persuade Feng Yin to come back, but was held back by Yan Shuang.

"Elm bumps." Yan Shuang tapped on his forehead. "You didn't see them in the temple today."

"What's it like?" When Yan Shuang entered Daze Mountain, Tsing Yi was only a little boy. He was used to knocking his head by Yan Shuang and Feng Yin and didn't care, but Feng Yu on the side stared, suddenly seeing where Yan Shuang was. Not pleasing to the eye.

"The two are neither salty nor indifferent, and they look tiring with respectful looks. The fire in your little sister-in-law's heart has been holding back for a thousand years, so it's okay to let her give it out." Yanshuang sighed. He sighed and blinked at Tsing Yi, "Otherwise, how could your little uncle let you do such a wicked thing."

After being called a bit by Yan Shuang, Tsing Yi suddenly realized what he was about to say, a figure came out alive and intervened between him and Yan Shuang.

Feng Yu looked at Tsing Yi with a smirk and smiled brightly, "Tsing Yi Xiaoxianjun, you are our majesty's nephew, and I am also her elder niece. We are in the same generation, haha, we really have fate. Sit down, tell me about our majesty's past."

She said that she didn't care about the feast, looked at Tsing Yi's forehead, flattened her mouth and pulled Tsing Yi's sleeves and slammed the person into Fengqi Hall. Yan Shuang looked at Feng Yu's distressed look, reacted, and shook his head dumbly, and went to find a place to rest in Fengqi Palace.

Fengyin was a person who didn't remember the way, but he walked all the way to Jingyang Palace without going wrong.

When she was still Ah Yin that year, she had walked this road dozens of times by herself, and Yu Yu walked alone, panicked. It's like now, she just took a figure on the fairy road, and the fairy waiter who came up to salute and greeted her was like a bunch.

The immortal generals guarding inside and outside Jingyang Palace saw that the Emperor Feng was coming, and was about to go in and report, but the Emperor Feng stepped into the gate of Jingyang Palace without any nonsense.

The immortal general stretched out half of the hand he was holding, and then retracted without confidence. Nowadays, who doesn't know what Yuan Qi Shenjun said for the Emperor Feng at the birthday banquet and gave them ten immortal life, and he did not dare to stop the Emperor Feng from driving at this time.

The Jingyang Palace was quiet and quiet, Feng Yin had only entered here once that year, and was led in by Chang Que. At that time, holding a basket of mung bean cakes, she walked tremblingly into the most noble place of the Heavenly Palace, fearing that someone might be looking for a joke about Daze Mountain, she didn't even dare to fall across it.

Feng Yin was a little absent-minded, and rubbed her forehead as she walked in. Today... there are too many memories of those old things thousands of years ago.

Following the guidance of the fairy servant, Feng Yin walked into the backyard. As soon as she stepped into the soft, she looked down and was a little surprised. There was actually grass in the backyard of Jingyang Palace. When she raised her head, she was taken aback.

The peach forest in Fengqi Palace of the Capital Heavenly Palace was so beautiful that she didn't even know what a cave-like heaven looked like in Jingyang Palace. Green pine surrounds the backyard, and the fairy spring from the outside is brought in from the courtyard. The flowing water is gurgling, and a wooden bridge spans across the flowing water, with a hundred flowers blooming at both ends. There was a small sycamore tree in the courtyard, and several sycamore leaves fell on the ground, golden and brilliant.

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the young man leaning under the phoenix tree, and Feng Yin's eyes were almost shocked.

The young man was dressed in a white robe, his black hair was lazily tied with a simple thin wood, holding a jar of wine in his hand, and was sleeping soundly.

That is Kuching. Kuching disappeared into the world on the day Daze Mountain was destroyed.

Feng Yin's domineering expression faded for the most part, and even the steps on the grass were lightened.

The sleeping person leaning against the plane tree has not been awake, she walked step by step to the plane tree and squatted down.

The aroma of drunken jade dew in the wine jar was overflowing, and Feng Yin unconsciously went to take the wine held in the young man's hand. Just when he touched the wine jar, the young man woke up.

She ran into a pair of eyes that were as deep as Yue Shen Ruhai, seven cents of stars, three cents of Haoyue.

Outside the small courtyard of Jingyang Palace, the immortal servant who had just given Fengyin stood outside, looking at the two under the phoenix tree, the eyebrows were loosened, and a familiar face was formed. It was the long fault of Qingchi Palace.

"You are brave, so you are not afraid that Emperor Feng will see it out?" Chang Que, sitting cross-legged on the small stone outside the courtyard, turned into a figure.

Chang Que remembered Feng Yin's cold eyebrows and dark eyes just now, and his face was worried, and he said with a sad face: "No wonder you dare not show up, now this Ayin girl..." He paused, and quickly changed his words. : "His Majesty Fenghuang is really tight." He said and sighed: "It is the thought in the heart of the gods, he has waited for a thousand years, and always has to help him complete it."

Chang Que looked at the primordial spirit who tilted his head toward the courtyard, "It's okay for you to stay here, right?"

The soul nodded quickly, "Don't worry, I was transformed by the power of chaos, and the Emperor Feng will not be able to find me when he becomes a god." He said with a wave of his hand, the faint silver divine power quietly dropped a transparent curtain on the courtyard gate. .

Looking from the outside, you can only see the empty courtyard, where the figures are no longer visible.

Jingyang Palace was as quiet as before, as if the Emperor Feng had never stepped in.

Ayin slept for a long time, very deep, and a bird's voice dropped from the air, as if a music suddenly fell on her sleeping world, causing her to wake up from her sleep.

She opened her eyes, the warm sunlight came in from outside the bamboo workshop, and the sound of the stream trickling outside the window fell in her ears, clear and soothing. Ayin was stunned for a moment, sitting on the bed in a daze.

The fragrance spilled in from the window, and Ah Yin touched his lumpy belly, followed the fragrance out of bed and walked out of the bamboo workshop.

Outside the bamboo workshop, the fire under the phoenix tree was burning vigorously. The young man by the fire was shaking a fish and roasting it. Seeing Ah Yin coming out, the young man in the Taoist robe grinned and said with a cheerful expression: "Wake up? I caught a few small fish from the river, you wait, and they are cooked for you."

Ayin looked at the young man's smiling face under the sycamore tree, and suddenly reacted. She and A Jin went down the mountain to find the three souls and seven souls of the little phoenix. After walking around in the ghost world, only the last soul remained. The brother said that they had suffered a lot outside these days, and asked them to stay in the mountain gate for more time before going down the mountain. She and A Jin were used to living in the Forbidden Valley in the Back Mountain, and Ajiu and Yan Shuang stayed in the palace in the Qianshan Mountain, and she and A Jin still stayed in the Forbidden Valley.

"Oh, okay, come and eat." After such a flash of time, the fish was roasted by Kuching to be browned and yellow with a fragrant aroma. A Yin touched his stomach and laughed and ran over to pick it up, and sat down beside Kuching. The little squirrel usually gnaws.

While eating Kuching, she poured her drunk jade dew into the gourd and put it by her hand, "Slow down, there are too many, take care of you."

Ah Yin hurriedly "en-en" without stopping in his hand. She looked at the handsome face of the young man with a smile in her eyebrows.

Hahahaha, the peacock on Bainiao Island has retired from A Jin’s marriage and is going to marry Shangjun Lan Feng. Now she is the only one by A Jin’s side. The brother’s idea is really good. This time, I will live in the Forbidden Valley for a few more days. It happened to be near the water tower to get the moon first, so tired of every day, sooner or later A Jin only saw himself.

Ayin thought happily, and he still separated a group of friends who were worried about sharing difficulties, "Ajiu and Yanshuang, why didn't you come to Houshan today?"

The grilled fish's hand did not slow down, but the voice did not slow down, "The Eagle King summoned the Yan to return to the island, and Ah Jiu was worried, and went with her. It will take a while to come back."

Ayin was taken aback for a moment, and some regrets that the bad friend who had been sneaking around each day had left. When I thought about it, A Jin and himself were the only ones left. Isn't it just the right chance? She was proud of herself, put away her careful thoughts, smiled and poked Kuching's waist with her hand, and laughed unkindly, "Oh, just banter that temper and power. Who dares to provoke her, Xiao Ah Jiu is reluctant for such a short half-month period, but I want to follow along. This is because I like our princess Yanshuang."

Ah Yin laughed thief and cleverly. Kuching gave her a stab at the fishbone's hand, and some starlight suddenly appeared in her eyes, "That's what you think?"

"Of course." Ayin spit out the fishbone into A Jin's palm, took the next one and put it in his mouth. "You don't understand, now this young feeling is so immature and young, I I saw it at a glance. A few days ago when we were watching fireworks in Chang'an Avenue in the capital, I just watched the two of them are ghosts, and it really didn't surprise me."

She tutted twice, and Kuching was amused by the old-fashioned Hengqiu in her words, and sighed softly, "So you think so."

His voice was so soft that he could hardly hear it. Ayin hurriedly moved closer, "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing." Kuching used his finger to push the little face that was close to the front of his shirt a little further, "eat while it is hot, and take you down the mountain to play when you are done."

Ah Yin's eyes lit up, "Really?" Seeing Kuching nodded, she quickly ate the clean fish in threes or twos, and poured a gourd drunk jade dew into her mouth, wiping her mouth and said: "I'm finished, let's go."

Kuching couldn't laugh or cry. With a wave of his hand, he brought the water from the stream to his hand to wet the kerchief. He pulled Ayin and wiped her mouth, and then wiped her hand that had just caught the fish.

Ten fingers, not even the tip of the finger was missed. The soft little hands passed through the young slender hands several times, sweet and warm. Ah Yin's face was flushed, and even the hairs of his hair stood up.

Although she was raised by Kuching, she has never had a chance to kiss Fangze since she turned into a little girl.

The young man's long eyelashes and the high bridge of his nose were almost half an inch away from her. Ah Yin was afraid of breathing hard. She stared at the corners of Kuching's chiseled lips and drew closer.

"Ayin, Ayin!" A clear voice rang in his ears, and Ayin suddenly recovered. A Jin didn't know when he finished wiping his hands, and was looking at her cross-legged.

Ayin leaned down for a meal, and then stretched out in a weird posture and jumped up from the ground, "wipe, wipe, wipe, A Jin, let's go down the mountain!"

Oh my god, A Jin's skin looks so good, she almost kissed it! Now that the relationship is not in place, it is not in place, it can’t be messed up, it can’t be messed up, what should I do if it scares people away, take it slowly, take it easy, don’t worry... The evil thoughts pressed down hard.

The young man looked at her flushed face and helpless embarrassment, an inexplicable smile and slyness filled his eyes, and then he languidly got up and said, "Okay, let's go."

He picked up the gourd and pinned it to his waist, grabbed Ayin's hand and jumped up, flying towards the mountain gate with clouds.

A Yin was slammed by him, one of them couldn't stand firmly, and she was so scared that she hugged Kuching's waist with a bear. When he stood firm, he couldn't bear to let it go again, humming as if he was frightened. He didn't make a sound to gain the advantage, but he didn't let go.

Kuching seemed to have not found it, and flew toward the mountains with all his heart.

The long bell came from the longevity hall on the top of the mountain.

Clouds flew over the mountain, and Ayin looked down, and Daze Mountain was peaceful and comfortable. She looked at the tall palace and the majestic mountain gate. For some reason, there was a sudden indescribable sadness in her heart.

She didn't know where this sadness came from, but suddenly felt that in her life, there would be no more sad time than just now.