Chapter 141: The Senior Sister Kidnapped the Demon Lord
One of the real purposes of Wei Zhuyun and Mingnan's trip was to give way to Wei Yan. If the old-fashioned man didn't say such irritating things, Wei Zhuyun would have been too lazy to fight him. After all, he would no longer be the Demon Lord, and he didn't care about identity or rules at all. But when someone came up to him and asked him to fight, he wouldn't be polite.
The second was to move the body of his mother Cui Rumei out of the demon clan's underground palace.
She was free as the wind and shouldn't be trapped in this dark cage.
Cui Rumei's coffin was also very ordinary, much lower than others.
It can be seen that Wei Lanhao really doesn't care.
Wei Zhuyun blew open the coffin lid with one palm and carefully carried Cui Rumei's body out.
There is a magic formation in the underground palace to protect the body from decaying for ten thousand years.
Therefore, Cui Rumei still maintains the appearance of her youth.
Mingnan glanced at him, then looked at Wei Zhuyun and said softly, "You look a lot like your mother."
Wei Zhuyun looked at Cui Rumei's eyes fondly and nodded, "It's my luck."
"Can you please let your mother stay in my storage ring for a while?"
Wei Zhuyun nodded, and Mingnan stretched out his hand and put Cui Rumei into the storage ring.
As for the other funerary objects in the coffin, the two men didn't even look at them, just turned around and left.
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Their wedding was not a grand affair and no one was invited.
Mingnan found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the two of them worked together to build a two-story building as their new home.
They enjoy the process of building their love nest together from scratch.
Outside the small building, the bamboo forest is like waves, with endless green waves.
Standing on the second floor and looking out, you can see the snow falling in the pear orchard behind the mountain, the red peach trees floating in the sky, and a stream flowing out like a jade belt around the green mountains.
Cui Rumei was sleeping in that peach orchard.
On the wedding day, the small building was decorated with lights and colorful decorations inside and outside, and was covered with wedding characters that the couple had cut together.
They saluted at Cui Rumei's tombstone in the peach forest.
Both of them were wearing bright red, with fallen petals as their background, and the sunset that day was also particularly beautiful.
In the dreamlike scenery, they solemnly promised to never leave each other, never forget each other, and never let each other down.
As I stood up, a breeze suddenly blew through the forest, and the red silk ribbons hanging on the branches swayed in the wind.
Like an old friend looking back and greeting silently.
Mingnan and Wei Zhuyun looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
"Mother, we will come to see you often."
The wind blew up countless fallen petals, leading the way for them.
The two walked back hand in hand.
Their laughter echoed in the woods, and the wind in the branches continued for a long time.
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For several years thereafter, there was no news about Wei Zhuyun and Mingnan.
Some say they have gone into seclusion.
Some also say that they ascended.
And there are those who maliciously spread rumors that they have fallen.
However, even if someone believes it, they dare not try it easily.
The relationship between the immortals and the demons is extremely peaceful.
After all, no one wants to wake up early the next morning to find that the sect is gone.
This is also the reason why Wei Zhuyun and Mingnan dared to just give up.
In the face of absolute strength, there is no need to do everything by yourself. As long as they are alive, they are the greatest threat to those with evil intentions.
However, at the same time, the world had a new legend about a pair of chivalrous lovers.
Wherever there is an injustice, these two people will be there.
They punish evil and promote good, help countless people, and their status among the people is comparable to that of gods.
But they come and go without a trace, and every time they appear they wear peach blossom and fox masks. No one knows their names, or whether they are beautiful or ugly.
Over time, people simply called them "Fox-faced Fairy" and "Peach-faced Fairy" and built temples and ancestral halls for them.
Mingnan and Wei Zhuyun happened to pass by and couldn't help but stop and look for a while.
Because the mask has become their symbol, wearing it actually attracts more attention, so when they have nothing to do, they show their true faces.
Many people who came to burn incense couldn't help but stare at them secretly when they saw them.
An old woman came out after burning incense and saw them standing outside without going in. She asked curiously, "Young lady, are you and your husband here to pray for a child? Why don't you go in?"
Mingnan was surprised, "Is it possible to have a child here?"
"Of course they can. The two of them are omnipotent and their magic is very effective!"
The old woman's eyes were shining with devout worship.
Wei Zhuyun couldn't help laughing, "So, the incense here is very popular?"
"That's right. This is the most famous temple in the area."
"Okay, now that we're here, let's go in and burn some incense before we leave."
Mingnan took Wei Zhuyun's arm, said goodbye to the old woman, and slowly walked into the temple.
The temple is not very big and you can see everything as soon as you enter.
In the central hall, there are two painted statues. The statues have fluttering clothes and look lively and vivid, showing that the sculptor was very attentive.
Mingnan felt very curious when he suddenly saw his own statue.
A young man dressed as a monk handed over two pieces of red cloth and said, "Write down your wishes and hang them on the old tree in the courtyard, and the fairy and the immortal king will know."
Mingnan and Wei Zhuyun each took one, took the pen and looked at each other.
"What do you think we should write about?" Mingnan said, "It seems like we have everything."
Wei Zhuyun smiled and said, "Then write something that doesn't exist."
"Okay, let's each write our own and see how well we get along."
Mingnan turned his back, picked up the pen and thought for a moment, then wrote down four big words. When he turned around, Wei Zhuyun had also finished writing.
The two of them simultaneously stretched out their hands to exchange the red cloth and unfolded it to take a look.
Mingnan wrote: The sea is peaceful and the rivers are clear.
Wei Zhuyun’s message is: peace in the world.
205: [Wow, you two are a couple.]
The two laughed together, and Wei Zhuyun leaned in and whispered, "Is this also considered a tacit understanding?"
"Calculate."
Mingnan clutched the red cloth and said, "Let's go find a good place to hang it up."
The two men walked into the yard, and saw that the towering ancient tree was already covered with red cloth, swaying in the wind.
"I'll do it."
Wei Zhuyun took the red cloth from Mingnan's hand, leaped onto the branch, and hung the two pieces of red cloth at the highest position, causing a burst of exclamations.
After making their wish, the two left without stopping.
After going out, Mingnan bought a bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts and ate them while walking, occasionally feeding one to Wei Zhuyun. The two of them walked in the crowd, looking at the bustling streets. She couldn't help but sigh, "Who can believe that the legendary number one demon is actually the very effective Immortal Lord and kind man that everyone talks about?"
Wei Zhuyun took the chestnut kernel and said softly, "If someone had told me this a hundred years ago, I wouldn't have believed it. The word 'good man' and I have nothing to do with each other."
"So you just wished for world peace?"
Mingnan looked at him teasingly.
Wei Zhuyun touched her head and said with a smile: "Because that is your wish."
"What I protect is not the world, but you. Because you love life, I become a good person."
Mingnan was startled, and then a chestnut kernel was stuffed into his mouth.
She took two bites subconsciously; it was fragrant and sweet.
"Then keep doing this with me."
"good."
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