How long has it become like a tomb?

Hundreds of years is a very large and very large time point for human beings, but for the demon race, it is actually just a flick of a finger, and the demon race is different from human beings after all. But these hundreds of years have passed so quickly, and it doesn't seem to make a difference.

After all, Xiaomei still cares about herself, no, she cares about herself more than before. She was afraid that he would be hurt, the current little sister is very different from before, what did the little sister look like before, what does something look like now?

Now, it seems that Xiaomei has become a lot quieter and more introverted, but in fact, her heart is still hot. For Wen Feiyu's love, he is still unwavering and unswerving, he never thought that the person who loves him the most is actually Xiaomei.

Now, in this quiet Buddhist hall, he has lit the lamp and candle, and while knocking on the little sister's wooden fish, he is trying to calm his heart, but it is strange, just think like that. When I think about it, my heart seems to throb terribly.

There was no possibility of calming down immediately, the sound of him "doodoo" knocking on the wooden fish made this quiet night seem more solemn, and there was an indescribable cold silence.

"How is my little sister doing?"

"Back to Your Highness, the same as before. "It turned out, the same as before. He nodded, "I'm going, you pack up here." “

"Yes. This man has walked in with his waist bent, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but sigh, people are alive, and they will die after all. Death is not a very terrible thing in human beings, but in the demon clan, it can only be like this, boring to live.

lost his faith and everything, but at this moment, Wen Feiyu believed that there should be many demon clans who thought the same as him, and no one wanted to live a mediocre life.

This life, and it is so long, it seems to be endless, he was about to leave at the moment when he looked at the old man, this mother-in-law is so old, but she does things in an orderly manner. Then he asked, "How many years have you been serving Miss?" "Probably, this woman really didn't expect that he would ask such a short question in the back cabin of the house.

On weekdays, they maintain a very good nodding relationship with Wen Feiyu, but now, because this woman was asked this question, she turned back slowly, and her eyes, which had lost their light because of too much sadness, looked at Wen Feiyu so heavily.

The woman's voice has also been vicissitudes - in the beginning, the joy and joy given by life have completely ceased to exist, and she has lived for more than a thousand years like that. Looking at this mother-in-law, the sorrow in Wen Feiyu's body was running wildly.

"I've been serving the princess for 1,600 years. She said that time was so fast, "1,600 years have passed in a hurry, really fast." He said that the sadness in his chest seemed to be expanding.

"Do you have any wishes?" This was another question that surprised the mother-in-law, but the mother-in-law thought about it, and still said with a straight face: "I only hope that the princess will get better, and this game will be good." As he spoke, he cried and wiped away his tears, looking so nervous.

"Little sister, it's going to get better. Wen Feiyu's awe-inspiring tone paused subtly. He added: "I'm talking about your wishes, not her wishes, in fact, each of us should have our own wishes, right?" he said.

But at this moment, the mother-in-law suddenly felt a little funny, and changed to the tone of gossiping with relatives and friends, and said angrily and funny: "Your Highness, you also said that every 'person' should have their own wishes, and I am just a grasshopper who has been transformed." ”

"This-" Wen Feiyu sighed and looked at the old woman in front of her, who had been lonely for three thousand years.

"Since the old master, I have served by his side, and now you have grown up from generation to generation, and you are sympathetic to me and do not need me to serve you before and after the saddle, but my old bones, what else can I do besides serving you, Your Highness, what do you mean, the old slave seems to understand. ”

The mother-in-law looked up at Wen Feiyu, and Wen Feiyu's eyes were a little surprised, because the mother-in-law took a step forward and said: "If you talk about wishes, the old slave just wants to be a human being, birth, old age, sickness and death, for a lifetime." ”

"But human beings also want to be us, and they envy the ever-changing wind. Wen Feiyu retorted weakly, and the old woman continued to laugh - "Your Highness's words are wrong, what human beings like is peace and freedom, as for wanting to change and walk against the wind, there is no way to generate envy." ”

"This, how can you see it?" The old woman was really like electricity, as if he could see everything, he waited quietly, thinking proudly, human beings must want to be the same as the demon race, to become the ever-changing appearance of their predecessors, because there will be no one who doesn't want to be like that, isn't it?

However, listening to this woman's tone, it seems that she doesn't think so. Doesn't human beings have ambition, and don't they have the motivation to achieve ambition?

"After all, the old slave has also been in contact with human beings, the reason why human beings want to hope to become a hundred years old is just because of the destruction of the demon clan and the ghost clan, human beings feel insecure, once they lose their sense of security, they want to be the same as us, so that it can be regarded as a fair competition when listening to songs, Your Highness, just think about it, if everything in human beings has calmed down-"

"Do you need the things you said?"

"This-" A thought flashed in Wen Feiyu's heart, he already understood a lot, he touched his chin lightly, thought for a moment, and nodded-"I finally understand." When he came to his senses, he left the nunnery......

And tonight, Princess Wen Yinhuan didn't dare to slack off, and immediately went to the imperial capital, and in the imperial capital, she also immediately found Xuan Shitian, the thing is like this, Xuan Shitian was just a fool in the imperial capital, not only killed many ordinary people of the demon clan, but also killed a lot of people from the ghost clan.

Then with a mysterious smile on his face, he turned and went back to the kitchen.

Princess Wen Yinhuan really didn't know where Xuan Shitian killed innocents like that, she quickly found Xuan Shitian, no, it was tracking. She followed Xuan Shitian and entered a restaurant in front of her, which stayed awake all night, and saw that Xuan Shitian arrived at this hotel, and soon, she also arrived at the hotel.

It's already a child, now, it stands to reason that there will be no one in the hotel, but after all, it's wrong, in the hotel now, there are a lot of people, not only a lot, but also a lot of three religions and nine streams, some people are drunk, slapping the table and singing indiscriminately, the singing is desolate and tragic.

Some people stumbled out of the door, their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, and there were geisha who didn't sleep in the middle of the night, with pale faces, holding a pipa in their hands, there were craftsmen, there were many people with blurred faces, and the two people who walked in, although they were more special, but they didn't let these drinkers have the effect of looking back.

Xuan Shitian walked in, his whole body was already shaken off a black aura, his eyes looked at this restaurant, the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper looked sharp-mouthed monkey gills, this is ...... It's a business done by the demon clan, but Xuan Shitian doesn't care.

Actually, yes, this is indeed the business done by the demon clan, the human race has already gone to sleep by now, but the demon clan is more active at night, and the shopkeeper saw Xuan Shitian come in, and the waist is a demon pestle, and it is a demon mirror, and he has understood that their nemesis is coming.

With a "snap" palm, the palm wind had already knocked down the lamps and candles on the table next to him, and Xuan Shitian said: "Good wine and good food, prepare it for me." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and stroked his sleeve indiscriminately, and a handful of golden melon seeds had been thrown into a wine bowl next to him.

Although the shopkeeper is mercenary, he is still a coward after all, he glanced at the little second brother next to him, and said: "Go, go, go and serve this one...... Ye Tai. The little second brother was very helpless, so he could only go trembling.

When he arrived at Xuan Shitian's side, while making tea, he made an inquiry, and said: "There are a lot of good wines here, there are flower carvings, there are 'golden branches and jade leaves', there are daughter red, and there are ......" to continue to introduce it, Xuan Shitian has already smashed his fist on the table hard.

"Wine should be good wine, no matter what you want, the dishes should be hard, and you should be full. In this way, the shopkeeper didn't dare to make a noise, and immediately went disgraced, the little second brother came, and the princess Wen Yin behind him followed and sat on a table of eight immortals at the door.

She sighed slightly, and the other little second brother had already gone with a bright eye, hit a Qian'er, and had already said, "What about the girl, what do you want?"

"The monks, naturally different from him, although the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, but after all, they do not dare to open the vows, today the poor nuns came, but there was just an accidental creation, the poor nuns came today, but depending on what the master's family gives, it is what to eat. He continued to sigh as he spoke.

"Is it okay to be plain noodles, prepare immediately. ”

"Very good, poor Nissa. She continued to sigh as she spoke. Because of this frequent sigh, it attracted the attention of Xuan Shitian, Xuan Shitian glanced at her, she just said lightly: "This son, why is he angry, the so-called put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot." ”

Xuan Shitian's words to the princess of Wen Yin were not taken seriously on the surface, but his heart was already turbulent. It's very strange, what is she doing in the middle of the night after she is a monk? This can't help but make Xuan Shitian feel inappropriate, this woman can't be a monk at least.

His expression was very gloomy, and he quickly took out his demon mirror, but unfortunately, for a talented and talented spirit like Princess Wen Yinhuan, who was about 1,600 years old, this demon mirror was completely ineffective, and he looked at the woman in the demon mirror.

She is still the same, and Xuan Shitian only smiled, laughing at herself for being suspicious. However, Xuan Shitian always felt that there was a strange aura in this monk, strange and familiar, and it still came and went, which was really strange.

It was precisely because of this weird, familiar atmosphere that he couldn't help but look at her twice, and the princess was warm, just looking at him casually.

"Replace wine with tea, and toast Master. Xuan Shitian said as he raised his glass.

Princess Wen Yinhuan immediately nodded, nodded lukewarmly, and drank a cup of tea. Not long after, in the kitchen, the already made Bazhen pig's feet and cold beef brisket have come out, and even the servants who come and go can feel the hidden murderous and evil aura when they see Xuan for ten days from afar.

So, one by one, they took a detour to dodge. The poor shopkeeper couldn't dodge, so he could only go head-on, and the good wine and food had already been served, and Xuan began to eat it in the tenth day, and then he saw that the cold steamed buns over there were also in the past, but the princess Wen Yin immediately folded her hands.