'This is the First Emperor's decree, you are not allowed to refuse!'

Such overbearing words were spoken as if they were perfectly natural. Wei Yuan opened his mouth, momentarily speechless.

Wait, hadn't he just said that he was no longer the emperor of Great Qin, and this wasn't Great Qin's territory anymore? How could he switch to a different story in the blink of an eye? Museum Director Wei was dumbfounded. The emperor, dressed in black robes, considered it and said gently:

"Indeed, I am no longer the emperor, and Great Qin has already fallen asleep in history."

"The human world now has this so-called voting system, is that correct?"

The monarch raised his hand. "Then, those who agree to the engagement today, please raise your hands."

Thus, Jue saw hands being raised almost instinctively.

Even the soldier spirit, heartbroken by the blow,

was propped up by the water ghost and the water god Changcheng, one on each side, to raise its hand.

Two little paper dolls crawled out of the box and raised their hands.

Jue saw Wei Yuan in front of her raise both hands without hesitation.

So, the young woman blushed and slowly raised her own hand.

The First Emperor looked around and then laughed loudly, "Excellent, excellent! I am greatly pleased."

"Well, hmm, for the wedding of the Shangqing, there should be three letters and six rites, and General Wu'an should be sent to Kunlun to follow the proper etiquette. However, General Wu'an is not in the human realm at the moment, and the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun also seems to be wandering and hasn't returned. So, let's put these things aside for now and make up for them later."

The First Emperor smiled. "There is no need to delay any further."

"Everyone, let's begin."

"Invite friends far and wide, gather comrades, and then hold a family banquet here, and then get things done." The monarch paused slightly, then jokingly said with a hint of teasing, "Otherwise, I'm afraid many more things will happen, and in the end, it will all come to nothing, wouldn't it?"

Wei Yuan was speechless.

Perhaps everyone felt that the slowness of these two was simply too much, so when the First Emperor spoke, he simply took advantage of the opportunity to super-accelerate. In an instant, the great monk Yuanjue rushed out of the Zhenyao Museum laughing wildly, and then strode wildly towards the supermarket.

And the mountain gods and water gods ran to help pack things up.

From afar, the monk's laughter could be heard, even more joyful than when he had attained enlightenment in Buddhist teachings.

The water ghost supported the 'Dao heart-broken' soldier spirit back to rest. Hearing the sound, he said strangely, "Why is the great monk so happy?" The Vodka Maiden took it for granted, "Of course, the great monk is actually the biggest CP head in the museum."

"Huh??? Him?"

The water ghost said strangely, "I remember he's the reincarnation of Fahai, isn't he?"

"Fahai, you don't understand love, la la la la la la..."

The water ghost shouted the song at the top of his lungs, and was knocked over by the Vodka Maiden with an elbow to the heart. Watching the water ghost pretending to be seriously injured, the girl in white socks stepped directly on the water ghost's waist and stepped on it lightly, saying, "Get up!"

"Really, you should think about it, what is Fahai's, ah呸呸呸, I mean, what is the great monk's Dharma name..."

"Hmm? Yuanjue ah..." The water ghost was puzzled.

The maiden painter said, "That's right, Yuanjue, Yuanjue, the pronunciations are the same."

"Master Yuanjue is Master Yuanjue!"

The girl's eyes lit up, and she said in a shocked voice:

"In other words, from the moment he was born, he has been Yuanjue's number one fan!"

The water ghost was dumbfounded, and then subconsciously retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about? The disciples of the Yogacara school are passed down one-on-one. It is said that even the Dharma name must be obtained by burning incense and praying, asking the ancestors, and then following the predestined relationship. Could it be that the ancestors of this Yogacara school all hope that Museum Director Wei can find a home?"

"Ah, this... maybe..."

The painter girl retorted, not so confidently.

It seemed unimaginable that the regrets left in the human world by the true cultivator of the Yogacara school, who does not cultivate the next life and does not seek reincarnation, would be like this. If it were other monks, it might be possible, but ah, the previous true cultivator of the Yogacara school was Tang Xuanzang...

That one could be considered a Buddha.

In the Buddhist gate of Shenzhou, he is almost undoubtedly the one who ravaged the peak Buddhist kingdom, and left such titles as Mahayana Heaven and Liberation Heaven in history. He did not go to the Western Paradise to seek scriptures, but because I am already the Mahayana of Buddhism, therefore the Buddhist Dharma I speak is the Mahayana Buddhist Dharma.

How could such an enlightened person have regrets?

The painter girl thought for a while, and then looked at the lost soul of the warrior, and said, "Otherwise, I'll comfort him?" The water ghost was startled, and said, "What are you planning to do?" The Vodka Maiden puffed out her chest and said, "I have a lot of books here. It is said that when people are shocked, they are more able to accept external viewpoints."

"For example..."

Pa!

The water ghost put his hands on the painter's shoulders and said sincerely, "Please, Vodka."

"Please don't interfere anymore. With your hidden stash, I'm afraid the old soldier will be completely ruined by you. Please withdraw your magic!"

"I don't want to have to cautiously cover my behind when I go to the toilet."

"Please, please, don't push open the door to his new world!"

The painter's gaze shifted slightly away, "I, I didn't want to do anything..."

"Also, you're too close!!!"

"Hmm?!"

The water ghost leaned forward.

That face, although very handsome, but usually too scummy, suddenly got too close, the painter's body stiffened, and then instinctively reacted.

A standard straight punch.

The water ghost fell to the ground—dead!

In the end, the two brothers, the water ghost and the soldier spirit, were sent into the house.

While everyone was busy, those embroidered shoes quietly walked into the house. After the original owner's soul had dissipated, the remaining, purely psychic embroidered shoes transformed into a little girl, quietly watching the battle soul who had once rampaged through the Sakurajima Shrine.

Singing softly in her mouth, comforting the soldier spirit's heart.

……………………

At this time, Wei Yuan thought about it and called Nu Jiao.

"Hello?"

A lazy voice came back, Nu Jiao playing with the white hair at her temples, smiling and saying:

"How is it? Do you understand Da Ji's matter?"

"Yes, I know."

"Oh? Faster than I thought." Nu Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise, thinking that next, Ah Yuan would probably ask about the choices Da Ji made back then, and would ask her why she knew the inside story but never took the initiative to point it out, but instead let him investigate slowly.

Well, this is to strike later but arrive first, responding to all changes with constancy.

No matter what choice Ah Yuan made, he would eventually fall into her control.

When the problems and choices Ah Yuan faced were all given by Nu Jiao herself, then no matter what option he chose, the final result would be the same.

Then, a voice came from the phone:

"Then, although it's a bit sudden."

"But I'm getting engaged."

"Oh, you're getting en... what?!"

Nu Jiao's smile froze.

The little fox outside heard a rustling sound inside, and then heard the voice of the graceful, beautiful, and intelligent Queen Nu Jiao suddenly raised several degrees, losing all the composure of having everything under control, and even stuttering slightly in her tone:

"Engaged?!"

……………………

Nu Jiao's face was slightly dazed. That originally bright and generous face had a kind of sluggishness that hadn't appeared on her face for who knows how many years. She handed the box in her hand over. The water ghost took the box and placed it aside, and then said loudly:

"One distinguished guest from Qingqiu Kingdom!"

"Here to deliver gifts, come, please take your seat, please come inside!"

Nu Jiao saw Wei Yuan, and Wei Yuan looked at Nu Jiao.

"You're getting engaged?"

Gu Jian </span>"You're getting engaged..."

"So fast?"

Nu Jiao murmured subconsciously, and then realized that the feelings of these two guys had actually been there for a long time, but they were just lacking a little external push, and coincidentally, the First Emperor saw this, and even more coincidentally, the First Emperor's personality was different from Nu Jiao and Ah Liang's.

He belonged to the kind who would simply arrange everything for you directly.

"Hahaha, is this the Lord of Qingqiu?"

The First Emperor, who had returned to the peak of his youth in his twenties, said with a smile:

"This is our first meeting. I have troubled you to teach Yuan."

After a meal, the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain rushed down from Longhu Mountain in a hurry. The lake fairy behind him looked at the style of the museum today with envy, and then her gentle eyes fell on the back of the Taoist Jade Emperor. In an instant, the old Taoist felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

He stiffly didn't dare to turn his head at all.

"This is a gift..."

Little A Xuan handed out the gift, and then added:

"Uncle-Master Zhao said that if he came, you would definitely ask him to directly give you a hundred years of wealth blessings, so he won't come to eat this meal today."

Museum Director Wei said with a dry smile: "It's not that bad, it's not that bad..."

"At most, it's only ten years."

Zhang Hao parked the car outside and walked back with a box of wine in his arms, saying, "Museum Director Wei, I'm here to freeload... I've brought all the wine this time..." With a rustle, Xiang Yu's younger brother Xiang Hongbao, Professor Dong Yuefeng, and the delicate-looking and energetic Qing Yuan drilled out from behind the car.

Lin Ling'er and Xiao Yu'er ran to find the spirit of the red embroidered shoes.

Wei Yuan himself didn't realize that he had already met so many friends without realizing it.

The First Emperor laughed and said, "This is the joy of the human world and the joy of the mortal world..."

He got up, originally intending to write on white paper himself, but the Ancestor of Contracts had already drafted a contract. The young man looked at the words on it and sighed, "It was prepared five thousand years ago, but I didn't expect that it would not be able to be sent out until now."

"You two write down your names..."

Wei Yuan was originally nervous to death.

He was more nervous than when he first held a sword or went to the battlefield for the first time.

But at this time, he suddenly calmed down. For some reason, his heart was as quiet as flowing water, and there was no more feeling of instability. He took a deep breath and took the initiative to reach out and hold the girl's hand next to him.

The girl's palm was slightly cool, like jade.

Trembling slightly.

Wei Yuan thought of the goddess who had no name when they first met, and his expression softened. He wrote his name on it.

Double jade is Jue, returning water becomes Yuan.

Then the jade becomes a pair, then the water does not leave.

The first swordsman whispered, "I will hold your hand."

So the girl replied, "And grow old with you."

Wei Yuan said softly, "My heart rejoices in you..."

"Hmm." The goddess held his hand, smiled, and said:

"I know."

They present me with a peach, and I repay them with jade.

I wish to know you.

I wish to recognize you.

I wish to be good with you for all eternity.

The water ghost shouted, "The ceremony is complete!"

The First Emperor sent the gift he had prepared with a smile, a pair of Warring States jade phoenixes, and said:

"Now it is just the initial gift, the engagement, the three letters and six rites. When that Queen Mother of the West returns, they must be made up for one by one. This is a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and it must not be vague. When your child is born, I will personally give him a courtesy name, and then let Bai Qi teach him swordsmanship."

"There's no need for that, First Emperor."

Nu Jiao replied with a smile, "Since he is Ah Yuan's child, then he still has to be in Qingqiu when he is a child, otherwise he may be bullied when he grows up. As for the courtesy name, is there anyone in the world more suitable to give a child a courtesy name than Qi? No way, no way, First Emperor, you wouldn't really think so, would you?"

The First Emperor said freely:

"Oh? Is that so... It's just a pity that a child of the human race grows up in the Fox Kingdom of Qingqiu, which may not be suitable."

Nu Jiao smiled:

"Yuan himself is a member of the Tu Shan clan, so it's extremely suitable."

"The Qin halberd-bearer has no reason to practice the Fox clan's magic."

"My Tu Shan clan is a branch of the most ancient human race, but it is earlier than the Great Qin."

The two exchanged glances, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, but contained sharpness.

Xiao Qing shook her body, felt a little cold, and silently moved away.

The water ghost shouted, "Right, right, this way, this way, everyone look over here, come on, cheese!"

With a crash...

The door was pushed open, and the white-haired, golden-eyed youth rushed up at the last moment.

The gift in his hand was thrown directly over, and everyone subconsciously took evasive actions. Wei Yuan put the girl in his arms and reached out to catch the game sent by Wu Zhiqi. With a click, this moment was frozen. The dim yellow sunlight shone into the museum, and people's faces were filled with smiles, exclamations, friends were all there, everything was beautiful and fresh.

"Wuhu takeoff!"

The water ghost snapped his fingers and smiled brightly, "I took a very good photo."

At this time, Wei Yuan looked at the gift in his hand and found that it was a pile of games.

Wu Zhiqi was concise, "Too short time."

"This is probably, 《A Collection of One Hundred Games to Play with Children》, I can play with him."

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, "That's really your style."/

The white-haired, golden-eyed youth looked at Jue, frowned, and still nodded, "...Sister-in-law."

Wei Yuan said, "Call me Mom!"

"Sister-in-law."

"Call me Mom!"

Wu Zhiqi's forehead bulged with veins, and he directly grabbed Museum Director Wei's collar, "Are you looking for trouble?"

The white-haired swordsman was furious and grabbed the other party's collar, "I bought all your game cards!"

The two white-haired men glared at each other, and Ah Liang sighed helplessly, silently putting away his phone.

The first line of the chat communication record was an anonymously forwarded live broadcast link, the forwarded object—Goddess Jue.

Everything was as Liang had expected.

The young man smiled and held a milkshake, and left without leaving a trace.

His gaze returned and fell on the First Emperor in black robes. The latter's smile was free and easy, and he no longer had the aura of an emperor or the feeling of overbearingness. Instead, he had a composure that had been put down. However, would this unique hegemon in China's five thousand years of history really be such a character who enjoys the joy of the human world?

After knowing about the disaster of Gonggong, it was a rare and pleasant experience. The dishes were in a mess, and the guests didn't leave until night. Zhang Hao is now transferred to clerical work, telling Wei Yuan and Ah Liang that the demon god has been arrested, but it seems that another demon god smuggled into the human world earlier.

His whereabouts are still unknown.

As the night deepened, the streetlights seemed a little dim.

The young strategist sighed.

He saw the First Emperor leave the old street, not knowing where he was going.

ps: Today's second update... Thank you to the Alliance Master Ling灬Yu Yu, thank you~