Kneeling all night in the Buddhist temple until dawn.

Jun Huailang had a bold idea in his heart.

After a while, Jun Huailang found that he couldn't hold back the thought at all. He pursed his lips, and said in a rare willful way: "Fuyi, pack up all the food, I want to go out, don't have to follow."

Fuyi puzzled: "You want to...?"

Jun Huailang said: "Don't ask, don't alarm aunt, go and clean up."

He thought to himself, anyway, His Majesty only ordered to let Xue Yan kneel all night, but he did not say that he was not allowed to eat, and that no one was allowed to visit him.

In this case, the misunderstanding is over, and the grievances are barely clear. Xue Yan has already passed on to his aunt, and he is roughly half of Jun's family. Maybe he will be able to protect his aunt and siblings in the future.

Jun Huailang said to himself in his heart.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he just thought that Xue Yan would kneel all night alone in the Buddhist hall, he couldn't bear it, and he was a little **** off.

After all, he did not make a mistake, why should he reflect in front of the Buddha?

Over there, Fu Yi obediently packed the food box for him and put it on the table. Jun Huailang put on his robes, and the maid gave him a cape. Carrying the food box, he pushed open the door and walked out.

This is the first time in Jun Huailang's life that he has done things so secretly. He glanced at Concubine Shu's room, feeling a little nervous in his heart, but he pretended to be calm and told Fuyi, "Remember, don't let your aunt know about it."

"Don't let me know what?"

At this moment, a charming and bright voice sounded beside him.

"...Aunt?" Jun Huailang panicked.

"If you let the next person go, it seems to be what this palace means. This kind of thing needs to be done by your child."

Jun Huailang's face was puzzled, and then, Concubine Shu raised her hand and handed the thing in front of him.

Jun Huailang looked down and saw a heavy cloak in her hand.

"What happened today is that this palace has wronged him."

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Like jewels colliding.

There are two people sitting under the tree, playing chess. One of the old men, with white hair and beard, pondered on the chessboard for a long time, and simply threw the pieces in his hand on the board, ruining the whole game.

"Who in the heavens doesn't know that Ben Xingjun is a stinky chess basket? Even the Jade Emperor has to let me take a few steps, but you are ignorant from the underworld, and you will kill me every time. Falling flowers and flowing water!"

The old man was not relieved, and he stretched out his hand and pushed the chessboard into a mess.

"Forget it, I came to Heaven today, and I didn't come to play chess with you, the little old man." Sitting opposite him was the Underworld Lord. "I'm here to ask you, have you dealt with the wrong soul that Black and White Impermanence accidentally recruited that day?"

Fingge Xingjun stroked his beard and said: "It's almost. Ben Xingjun has entrusted him with many dreams, but this kid is born by a god, and his heart is very tough, so he is all I can't get into his consciousness. But recently, I finally did."

"A dream?" Fu Jun frowned. "Aren't you going to bring back that soul sooner?"

Fate Xingjun gave him a sideways look: "Do you think this is a good move? His fate is tied to the evil star, he should live again. , why is the blood flowing in the mortal world? It's because Yue Lao didn't tie the red line between the two of them. This person is specially sent to suppress the evil, and if they are not tied firmly, how to suppress the evil? "

Fu Jun said: "But, he has read the words you wrote..."

Mingge Xingjun coughed awkwardly.

"That's why I gave him a dream," he said. "The fact that I entrusted him with a dream is the reason why I wrote the storybook in the first place."

Fu Jun asked: "Does it really work?"

Fu Jun knew that he was stubborn, so he didn't say more. Since he ordered Ge Xingjun to take over this matter, he was relieved.

Fate Xingjun can solve a lot of trouble for him by doing this. Seven Killing Lone Stars hang high in the southern sky, and they have to go down to earth once every 10,000 years. Every time it goes down to earth, blood flows into rivers, and they have to work hard for a while in hell. He has been busy with this matter for ninety-nine times, and this last time, it is time for him to rest.

Therefore, Fu Jun got up and said goodbye.

He was about to leave, but Xingjun called him again.

"Wait, I have a question for you too."

He turned around and saw the old man sitting in the same place, wringing his hands, his expression was a little awkward.

"...I don't know if you little girls in the underworld, do you see Danmei?"

"...what?" Fu Jun was puzzled.

Mingge Xingjun cleared his throat and waved his hand: "Nothing, let's go, let's go back."

Ming Xingjun knows best. Who cares about the girls in the world, as long as the story of the book is interesting, what gender is it?

He has been worrying about the evil star for the past few days. He stares at the mortal world every day.

Ming Xingjun's hand is itchy again.