When Jiang Nanjun saw Wen Yu who fell from Shui Ling'er's body, his temperament suddenly changed greatly, and he grabbed him like crazy and shook him.

At this time, Uncle Fu, the old slave of Jiangnan Mansion, also hurried over, and when he saw this, he was afraid that his son-in-law would not be able to control it, so he sucked the blood of Shui Ling'er, and hurriedly ran up to take the child down.

Shui Ling'er cried arrogantly, Zhuyue walked over in anger, dragged him over, and said angrily: "You evil obstacle, if you can't stand it for three minutes, you will run around!" ”

When Uncle Fu saw Zhuyue, he hurriedly saluted: "It turns out that this is the treasure disciple of the Moon Bamboo Immortal, it's really disrespectful!" ”

Jiang Nanjun seemed to have lost his mind, two lines of hot tears rolled down, holding the piece of jade in his chest, and couldn't stop muttering to himself, as if the things around him had nothing to do with him, and those onlookers didn't have zài.

Jiang Nanzimo, who has always been personable, is so out of shape that everyone has never seen it, and there is a lot of discussion for a while.

Fu Bo walked to his side, and when he saw the piece of jade, it was as if it had been struck by lightning, and he was speechless for a long time.

Shui Ling'er finally returned to the master's arms, grabbed the savior at once, and hid in the crook of Zhuyue's arm, only shivering. Zhuyue hugged him, but couldn't ask anything, so she had to sigh and walk towards Jiang Nanjun and Uncle Fu.

Fu Bo was also in tears for a while, looking at Zhuyue tremblingly, and his words were incoherent: "Yuezhuxian, this is ...... This ......"

The scene was so chaotic that Zhu Yue had no choice but to hold Uncle Fu's trembling hand and said softly, "Old man, don't worry, speak slowly, what is the allusion to this jade?" ”

Uncle Fu wiped the tears on his face and replied: "My young lady, Jiangnan Huanshu, unfortunately disappeared at the Immortal Demon Banquet a hundred years ago, and her whereabouts are still unknown. This piece of warm jade is called Lu Tian, it is the heirloom of the Jiangnan family, and the young lady has been hanging around her neck since she was born and has never left her body. Now that this jade has suddenly appeared, does it mean that the young lady has ......?"

After hearing this, Zhuyue turned to Shui Ling'er, but he was still sobbing and speechless.

Zhu Yue stepped forward again to help Jiang Nanjun and said, "Brother Zimo, the little apprentice is stubborn and ignorant of the world, and now he is in a fright, and he can't ask anything. You see, am I going to bring him back and wait for him to calm down and then ask why? ”

Jiang Nanjun looked at Zhuyue in a daze and nodded.

In the evening, the house slaves of Jiangnan Mansion delivered dinner.

A table of sumptuous and exquisite meals was placed in front of her, and Shui Ling'er remembered Jiang Nanjun's hideous face, but she couldn't swallow it anyway.

Zhu Yue pulled him over and said, "If you can't eat it, don't eat it." Sue sù master, where did you get this jade from? ”

Shui Ling'er muttered, recounted the process of picking up jade in the Xuanbing Cave, and finally threw herself into Zhuyue's arms and said: "Master, Ling'er really didn't have the intention to hide the jade, it was originally going to be handed over to you to find the lost owner, who knew that she was busy practicing Zhitian Zen in the past few days, and she forgot about it." ”

Zhuyue knew that although this apprentice was eccentric and stubborn, he would never lie to himself, so he had to say, "Okay, the master believes you." You're tired today, tomorrow the fairy and demon banquet will begin, you should rest early. ”

After coaxing Shui Ling'er to sleep, he went out in a star and came to the Compassion Pavilion of Jiangnan Jun's Courtyard.

The lights in the Compassion Pavilion were bright, and Jiang Nanjun was still sitting under the peach blossom tree, obviously not recovering yet. The red soup brought by Fu Bo was placed on the stone table, and it was already cold and formed a blood clot.

The house slave let Zhu Yue in, and Zhu Yue saw his lost soul, and his heart was also indescribably sad.

"Brother Zimo, tomorrow is the big day of the Immortal Demon Banquet, you are like this, it's not a way." He persuaded.

Jiang Nanjun turned his head slowly, didn't answer his words, but only asked: "Can the disciple tell the reason for Lu Tianyu?" ”

Zhuyue relayed Shui Ling'er's words, Jiang Nanjun smiled bitterly when he heard it, looked up at the sky and the moon, and recited obsessively: "The small bridge and the flowing water have nine bends, and a touch of vermilion looks at Pingchuan." Play willows, wash Luo shirts, and return the clothes in the light boat. Laughing and shaking the purple hairpin slowly ascending the steps, the moon shadow is like a shuttle fluttering fireflies. My little sister, don't be greedy for fun, the Ming Dynasty will shake the lotus boat again. Huanshu, where are you? Is it life or death now? Do you know how much my brother misses you? After that, large tears kept falling down to the front of the chest, and the already pale face was even more angry.

Zhuyue knew that it was useless to persuade him, and could only add to his sadness. However, he knew in his heart that Jiangnan Huanshu was a mortal, and after a hundred years, even if he lived in peace, he did not die of a fate, and he would have already passed away.

He reluctantly left the Compassion Pavilion, but was stopped by Uncle Fu when he was about to go out: "Yuezhu Immortal, please stay." ”

Zhuyue turned her head to look at him, the old slave was also haggard and sad, and ran over in a few steps and said: "Yuezhuxian, the old slave has something, I don't know if I should talk about it or not......"

Zhu Yue said: "Uncle Fu said that it doesn't matter, if there is a place where Zhu Yue can do his best, he will definitely serve." ”

Fu Bo said: "Yuezhu Immortal is serious, but when Lu Tianyu and the old slave say goodbye, they feel a little weird. ”

When Zhu Yue heard this, she said strangely: "What's weird? Isn't that Miss Ling's thing? ”

Fu Bo said, "It's really Miss's thing, but the two words on it don't come from nowhere." Before the disappearance of the young lady, the jade was as smooth as water, and there was nothing on the jade! ”

When Zhu Yue heard this, she was also shocked in her heart, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Fu, do you know what those two words mean?" ”

Fu Bo shook his head, Zhu Yue remembered it in his heart, said goodbye to him, and returned to his residence.