Wait until Qin Jingfu's soul is gone.

A semicircular hand bell fell from the void. The gold and silver bell made a clear sound in the hands of the warm wine. Ancient inscriptions were engraved on the handle.

"My mission is over, little Ahjiu. I will leave this soul-catching bell to you. When you see Qingyuan again, tell her for me that I am lucky to have her by my side in this turbulent life."

Wen Jiu raised his head, and the white sky was already filled with purple shimmer.

She didn't know if this dedicated senior would have another life.

She sat with her hands clasped together, and finally murmured the Namu Myoho Sutra to open the way for him.

God, if you could hear me.

In the next life, please let her stay away from wars and disasters and be a simple little girl who lives in happiness every day.

The warm light dissipated.

Wen Jiu opened his eyes and waved his hand to break the dream. The ceiling of the room was still the familiar blue and white color.

She moved her wrist, and the sound of clear bells rang in her ears.

Turn around and look down.

The ancient handbell turned gently in her palm, as if it was intelligent.

The warm wine calmed its excitement, but before it could fully return to reality, its body was already pulled out of bed by the brute force in the palm of its hand.

"What are you doing!"

But even a bell with intelligence could not answer her.

He followed it to the living room with bare feet. Wenjiu fell down on the sofa, and the bell in his palm had already flown out and plunged into the open bag of potato chips on the table.

The sound of "click, click, click" is endless.

Wenjiu couldn't help rolling his eyes and turning his slightly painful wrist.

"Okay, there's another foodie." As soon as she finished speaking, the red rose on the side of her hand came out in protest.

It turned into a small flower and stopped in front of the warm wine. The petals in the center swelled like a puffer fish.

Wen Jiu looked funny, but he suppressed his laughter and hummed: "What, you are not lucky to be a foodie? Who ate all the cakes at the last birthday party, not even a crumb was left? Down."

"Beautiful wine!" Red Rose shook a few petals on her face, "Then how can you compare her to a bell? It doesn't matter if Bai Bingzha has a thousand years of cultivation..."

The phantom green leaves under the rose petals pointed at the soul-catching bell on the table and said through gritted teeth: "How can it compete with me for favor with a copper bell!"

Wenjiu often puts them out to play when he has nothing to do.

In addition to Bai Heng, who was rejected by the heaven in her spiritual consciousness, Xiaobai, Hong Meigui, and even Suzaku, who often clung to Jiang Sui'an, all appeared in the eyes of people around her.

She said: "The soul-stirring bell is older than you and smart, so why can't I play with you?"

Thinking of teasing Red Rose, she reached out and held the whole bag of potato chips in her arms.

Ruoyouruowu stroked the soul-catching bell.

All the stamens of the red rose were bent into hooks, "Wine beauty! If you do this, you will lose my clever and lovely perfume!"

Wenjiu: "???"

perfume.

She glanced at the posing red roses and laughed happily.

"You are trying to make me laugh at your pace." Wen Jiu put aside Chi Huan's soul-catching bell, picked up the red rose, pinched both sides of its face and said with a smile: "I really want to see the owner who raised you before, she It must be very interesting.”

Red Rose hummed a few times, and after hearing the words of Wen Jiu, she felt guilty and covered her stamens.

How could it have an owner who raised it from childhood to adulthood? It's all because his immediate boss, Chun Xin, asked him to be the camera.

I hope Wenjiu never finds out about this.

It was once the flower god who controlled the twenty-four solar terms in the heaven. Once it fell into decline, it was driven to the shelf by the abominable Pluto.

"He is a very tormenting master." Red Rose said sweetly.

Swallow the last sentence that you have seen him several times. In addition to signing a contract with Lord Pluto, the more important thing is that it stays next to Wenjiu every day and comes into contact with a human named Jiang Yubai.

It felt more and more like something was extremely wrong.

For this reason, it has to hide its identity and see what the relationship between Jiang Yubai, a human being, and Pluto is!

Wen Jiu didn't care about this, but felt that Hong Rose was subjectively affected.

She patted its stamens and said, "Okay. I'm going to Xuanmen. You and Little White Suzaku stay at home to watch the good times."

"You're not going to take Suisui with you? He has inherited your talent, and he is your son. Now is the best time for him to get in touch with Xuanmen." Hong Rose said anxiously.

It likes its little master very much.

The world is in such chaos now, it would be great if I could have mystical skills by my side.

Wen Jiu frowned and said, "I can't possibly let Sui Sui enter Xuanmen."

Not to mention the extremely difficult conditions for learning mystical arts, the responsibilities one has to bear are too great.

The existence of special departments is even more restricted. Even leaving the country is a luxury. She has never registered a Taoist card in her life, just for the sake of freedom.

The world is so big, so she naturally wants her son to explore it as he pleases.

The red rose suddenly became wilted, "Okay. Then you come back early. I have to say that the second day of the Lunar New Year is spent visiting relatives, and those old men in Xuanmen also want to visit relatives. Wine beauty, you might as well come back in a few days Let’s go, lest we lose everything.”

Wenjiu smiled and flicked its head.

"You have the most ideas, but this matter is very serious." She looked a little solemn, "Unlike what Grandmaster Qingyuan said, this matter is related to the great changes in Xuanmen ten years ago. I can only feel relieved if I go there in person. .”

Early in the morning.

The deafening sound of fireworks and firecrackers sounded outside the window again.

Hong Rose said: "Then if someone comes to see you, can we open the door?"

Wen Jiu thought about it, although the Wen family and Jiang Yubai's family sent a lot of messages. But she had already made it clear that she would not go back, and it was early in the morning again, so she probably wouldn't come back.

She said: "Very few people know about this house, and the possibility of someone coming is very low. If someone comes looking for you and Sui Sui, don't show your face, don't scare people. Just ask Suzaku to send a message to me."

Before leaving, she went to Jiang Sui'an's room to stay for a while.

Finding that he showed no signs of waking up, he withdrew. After saying a few more words not to use magic at home, she formed the seal and left.

Wenjiu just left.

The sound of knocking on the door reached Red Rose's ears.

It called out to the white snake who was warming up in its nest, "Bai Bingzha, someone is coming. Use your red pupils to see who it is."

White Snake opened her eyes, and her ruby-like pupils turned in many directions.

Finally fall on the door and go through the door.

Seeing an elegant noblewoman, it vomited the snake's seed, "She is the mother of warm wine."

The red rose jumped up and down excitedly, and the stamens moved around in anger.

The last time they met was at a birthday party. Song Qianhua ignored the warm wine, and the red rose's simmering steam rose again.

"Bai Bingzhao, let's do something big!"


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