Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 275 Kunlun
During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains.

The drizzle was pattering, hitting the red tiles, and flowing down the eaves of the bedroom of Qifeng Palace, forming a continuous line of drizzle.

Qing'er looked at the gray sky, held a green ball in his hand, and kept stuffing it into his mouth.

My sister and my third uncle were just discussing some important matters, and I couldn't get in the way, so I just ran outside to eat.

The air outside is so fresh, and no one will say that she eats too much.

Exactly at this time.

"Qing'er, why do you eat all day long? You eat so much."

A magnetic teasing sound came from the front.

Qing'er pursed her lips and looked, Zhao Wujiang, who was dressed in a dark black shirt, was approaching, her starry eyebrows were bright and handsome, her pretty face was slightly rosy, she turned her face away with a snort.

Seeing Qing'er's appearance, Zhao Wujiang smiled and said:

"Give me two bites too."

Qing'er groaned and stuffed the Qing Yuanzi into his mouth, then spread his hands, his cheeks puffed up, and muttered:

"No, I'm done eating."

Zhao Wujiang smiled dumbly, and pressed Qing'er's little head with his fingers intimately:
"But your sister must have prepared for me"

Qingyuanzi is a delicacy during the Qingming Festival. Glutinous rice is made into glutinous rice cakes, and seasonal vegetables and minced meat are wrapped inside. It is quite delicious.

Qing'er murmured, hugged Zhao Wujiang's waist, and dragged him out, "Sister gave it to me, you can't eat it"

Zhao Wujiang laughed loudly, dragged Qing'er's small body, and walked slowly into the house.

Wu Santong was talking with Wu Meiniang, and besides the memorial, there were also some letterheads on the case table.

Seeing Zhao Wujiang dragging Qing'er into the house, Wu Meiniang covered her mouth and smiled lightly, Bai Meisheng smiled.

Wu Santong coughed dryly, he heard the conversation between Qing'er and Zhao Wujiang just now.

"Three pigs (uncles), tie (help) me!" Qing'er yelled indistinctly with puffy cheeks. She hugged Zhao Wujiang's waist tightly, but she couldn't move her, and was dragged by Zhao Wujiang instead. move forward.

Wu Santong rolled his eyes, his old face was full of disgust, thinking how could he have such a silly little granddaughter.

"Okay, I'm going to sit down." Zhao Wujiang said softly, and looked at Wu Meiniang with a smile on his face.

Qing'er let go of her hand as if discouraged, and sat down directly beside Wu Meiniang, her mouth pursed, her cheeks twitching constantly.

"Senior, empress." Zhao Wujiang sat down and greeted him.

"En." Wu Santong hummed lightly, folded his arms and asked Zhao Wujiang carefully:
"What are you doing here again? Are there any major events in the secretary and ministers these days?"

When Wu Meiniang heard this, her face was rosy, and her eyes were full of water.

Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, "I'm going to visit Kunlun."

"Kunlun?" Wu Meiniang and Wu Santong asked in surprise at the same time.

"how?"

Wu Meiniang pushed the letterhead on the case table to Zhao Wujiang: "Look at it."

Zhao Wujiang spread out the letter paper, his eyes flickered.

After a few breaths, he slowly put down the letter and sighed, "What a coincidence."

Wu Meiniang nodded: "Kunlun invites all major clans and royal families to go. It is said that the realm of Kunlun is about to open."

"What is this Kunlun realm?" Zhao Wujiang asked.

"Comparable to Zhaoling Dragon Veins." Wu Santong said in a deep voice after careful consideration of his words:

"I heard that there are many treasures of heaven, material and earth, and ancient wood spirit grass can be seen everywhere. It is a blessed place."

"Since that's the case, why does Kunlun need to invite the clan and the royal family? It's fine to step in by yourself." Zhao Wujiang took a green ball handed over by Wu Meiniang, and started to eat it.

"Kunlun is located in the northwest of the Tang Dynasty, and it is full of wind and snow all the year round, especially in the realm of Kunlun. Once you step into it, even the survivors of Kunlun can hardly tell the direction in the wind and snow.

But there is one exception, that is, people with good luck.

They will have a kind of induction in the dark, and will not lose their way in the wind and snow. "

Wu Santong caressed his beard and talked eloquently. He took a Qing Yuanzi from Qing'er with a kind smile on his face.

Zhao Wujiang looked at Wu Santong who smiled and pushed aside the oily paper on the green circle, and said in puzzlement: "Grandmaster and Grandmaster have been able to borrow a lot of power from heaven and earth, how could they get lost when they stepped in?"

Wu Santong removed all the greased paper and was about to eat when a delicate little hand stretched out and took away the Qingyuanzi.

"Thank you third uncle." Qing'er said sweetly with greasy hands.

Wu Santong opened his mouth, coughed twice uncontrollably, shook his head and sighed, saying:
"This is Kunlun Mountain.

You should also know that there are many mysteries in the world, and Kunlun was a sacred mountain in ancient times. How could there be no mysteries?

This is even more so in the realm of Kunlun. Once you step into this realm, your cultivation will no longer be restored, and you will not be able to mobilize at all. Let alone a great master, even if a stronger person steps in, without luck, you will be lost in Kunlun. realm.

Of course, an unworldly powerhouse like a land god carries a lot of luck, so naturally he won't get lost in it. "

"Then what is the purpose of entering the Kunlun Realm?" Zhao Wujiang asked, but there was a faint guess in his heart.

"There is a sacred tree in the realm of Kunlun, and the sacred tree has the power of longevity." Wu Santong lowered his eyes and said slowly:
"Back then, my second elder brother, Chu'er's grandfather Wu Hua, was about to die.

Coinciding with the opening of the Kunlun Realm, the clan sent many juniors into the Kunlun Realm to look for the sacred tree. But all of them got lost. They never came back, and the second brother also passed away.

It's a pity, but not long afterward, in the Zhaoling Dragon Vessel, the strong men of the clan brought back part of the divine fire, which also has the effect of longevity, which can prolong life.

But the second brother didn't wait after all."

Wu Meiniang's eyes were dim, and she lightly pursed her red lips.

Zhao Wujiang gently held Wu Meiniang's hand a few times.

"Since you are going to Kunlun, you can ask Chu'er to give you the royal token, and you can step into Kunlun on behalf of the royal family." Wu Santong said in a deep voice with a kind face:
"But it's best not to step into it, there is no bad luck, it's too dangerous!
And even if you can pick up the branches of the Shenmu, you won't be able to bring back the Shenmu with so many old immortals staring at you outside. "

Zhao Wujiang said flatly: "It's fine if I hide the Shenmu."

Wu Santong sneered, "It seems that you don't know much about the survivors of Kunlun."

He pointed to the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table: "The Kunlun survivors have lived in the Kunlun Mountains since ancient times, and they are said to be guarding something. Of course, only the Kunlun survivors know the details.

Among the survivors of Kunlun, there is a treasure named Kunlun mirror, the mirror of the mirror, from which you can see the situation of the people in Kunlun.

Even if you pick up a branch of the sacred tree, it will be clearly seen by everyone. What are you hiding?

Can't hide. "

"Thank you, senior, for explaining!" Zhao Wujiang nodded with a smile, and shook Wu Meiniang's hands a few times, all of which were warm and fragrant.

Wu Santong nodded warmly, and suddenly frowned, realizing something was wrong, huh?Why didn't Zhao Wujiang clasp his fists?

He looked down Zhao Wujiang's arm, and found that both hands of Zhao Wujiang were placed on the table.

He bent down suddenly and looked down.

"pia".

He slapped his old face heavily on a green ball wrapped in oil paper that Qing'er handed over.

"Third Uncle." With a sweet smile on his face, he motioned to Wu Santong to help him remove the oil paper.

Seeing this, Wu Meiniang quickly blushed and withdrew her hand, her heart beating violently.

Wu Santong's casting was interrupted, he looked at Qing'er with a stern face, and said angrily:

"I will kill you!"

Qing'er shrugged her shoulders, lowered her eyebrows, pouted her small mouth, feeling aggrieved.

Wu Santong sighed, still took Qing Yuanzi, and removed the oil paper.

"Third Uncle is the best." Qing'er smiled sweetly and hugged Wu Santong's arm.

Just as Wu Santong was about to raise his smiling face, he saw Qing'er's greasy little hands constantly wiping his robe, and his old eyes widened:

"Put your hands away!"

(End of this chapter)