After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

"Go to the cemetery to find the Medicine Buddha first."

Wang Lingguan nodded without speaking. In the current situation, it didn't matter where he went; he was going to be treading on landmines anyway.

Zhou Yan walked past the main hall, behind which were some dining halls and monks' rooms. After passing these, he arrived at the back mountain of the Hou Sheng Temple. The back mountain had bamboo, water, and pavilions, and looked like a very well decorated and designed garden.

Of course, this is on the premise that the garden does not have that cemetery.

In a corner of the back mountain, there was a cemetery with hundreds of graves and tombstones. In such a vibrant place, the presence of these tombstones always made Zhou Yan, Xiao Yanjun, and Wang Lingguan feel uneasy.

No matter how uncomfortable it is, you have to keep moving forward.

Zhou Yan approached the burial mounds. The tombstones in front of the outermost row of burial mounds contained a wealth of information. Zhou Yan saw the names of the Six Ding and Six Jia, several of the Twenty-Eight Constellations, and the names of various heavenly generals, arhats, and Buddhas.

After circling the tombstones, on the second lap, Little Yama, who was above Zhou Yan, suddenly slapped Zhou Yan on the head. □△

"Wait a moment!"

Zhou Yan stopped.

Little Yama pointed in one direction.

"Look at the five o'clock position, Xiao Yan."

Zhou Yan looked over and saw a tombstone there. Of course, the tombstone itself wasn't important; what mattered was the name on it—the Tomb of Yinglong.

Yinglong!

Yinglong, whose injuries in the Taiyuan Realm were incurable and whose rank had been lowered...

The grave of this funny dragon...

Here?

"Xiao Yan..."

Little Yama's tone was uncertain.

"Should we dig it out and take a look?"

Zhou Yan hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded.

"You can... give it a try..."

Yinglong was a top-tier deity on par with west Wangmu and Houtu Niangniang; his tomb...

If there was an Yinglong among them, Zhou Yan felt that given his relationship with Yinglong, he should be able to ask Yinglong for help and get its assistance.

At worst, I'll just get another beating from Yinglong.

Zhou Yan walked to Ying Long's grave mound and tombstone. After carefully sensing that there was no danger, Zhou Yan inserted his little paws into the grave mound.

Little Yama stood up, and Wang Lingguan grabbed his sword from behind. The two were ready to chop off Zhou Yan's claws when something happened to him, and then carry him away.

However, things didn't develop as dangerously as Little Yama and Wang Lingguan had imagined. Zhou Yan lifted the soil layer on the grave mound, revealing a coffin covered with yellowish-brown dragon scales underneath.

A strong sense of familiarity emanated from the coffin and spread outwards, reaching Zhou Yan, who then exclaimed in surprise at the Little Yama King above his head.

"It really does feel like Yinglong."

Little Yama had seen Yinglong before and could sense the dragon scales and aura on the coffin, which were identical to those of the Yinglong hidden at the bottom of the sea.

Zhou Yan patted the coffin with his paw and hesitated.

"Should we open it?"

Wang Lingguan countered with a question.

"Do you mean you won't open my coffin if you dig it up later?"

Little Yama echoed.

"Little Yama, open it now. I will never let you go if anything happens."

Wang Lingguan remained silent, but he gripped the hilt of his sword with his other hand, ready to draw his sword and chop off Zhou Yan's claws if anything went wrong.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, picked up the coffin, and then flipped open the lid. As soon as he did so, Zhou Yan noticed something was wrong.

The coffin appears to be a single piece, with no seam connecting the upper and lower parts.

Zhou Yan's fingernails scraped across the coffin covered in dragon scales, and when he touched a particular scale, the coffin trembled.

Zhou Yan quickly turned his gaze to the dragon scales he had touched.

The omniscient answer is to go against the grain.

Besides being covered with a layer of dragon scales on the outside, the coffin also contained a reverse scale inside.

Zhou Yan pressed down on the reverse scale, applying force little by little. The dragon scales on the coffin trembled slightly, like a ticklish object being scratched, causing the classmate to tremble uncontrollably.

A short while later, a crack that Zhou Yan couldn't see even with his omniscience appeared from the edge of the coffin.

Taking advantage of the situation, Zhou Yan opened the coffin, using this line as the center.

Sunlight streamed into the coffin from the outside, dispelling the darkness and the pungent, fishy smell.

Zhou Yan, Xiao Yanjun, and Wang Lingguan spotted a little dragon girl with yellow scales and effective wings inside the dragon scale coffin.

The dragon girl was about 1.2 meters tall. Her limbs and head were somewhat human-like, but most of her body was covered with scales. Her two small front paws were crossed at the bottom of the coffin, and her head was resting on her paws. Her even breathing seemed to indicate that she was sleeping soundly.

Zhou Yan opened the item's attribute panel.

Name: Ying Chengshuang (Ying Long)

Yinglong...

Zhou Yan suddenly understood why Yinglong's status bar had dropped when he went to see Yinglong at the bottom of the sea.

This little dragon girl may be the same person as Yinglong.

Zhou Yan pulled the little dragon girl out of the coffin. The dragon girl seemed to be sleeping soundly. Zhou Yan just pulled her out like that, and she was still asleep and wouldn't wake up.

"Brother Yan..."

Zhou Yan placed the dragon girl on his head.

Little Yama took it, and considering their heights, it looked like an older sister was holding her younger sister.

Wang Lingguan, who was behind, also came up to hug the adorable child, and Zhou Yan replied.

"Senior Wang, be careful, the Ziwei Emperor is petty."

Zhou Yan felt that the reason he was betrothed by the Ziwei Emperor was probably because the Ziwei Emperor was jealous of his good relationship with Yinglong.

Now that the Ziwei Emperor's wife is a little girl, it's one thing to hug a little girl like Xiao Yanjun, but if Wang Lingguan dares to make a move, Zhou Yan will suspect that Wang Lingguan's death at Lingshan was not caused by the big shots at Lingshan, but by the cuckolded Ziwei Emperor himself who personally killed Wang Lingguan.

Wang Lingguan's expression was strange, but as an adult, he would never act impulsively. Regardless of whether Zhou Yan was telling the truth or not, Wang Lingguan obediently returned, abandoning his idea of ​​holding the little dragon girl.

Zhou Yan continued forward. (Hedgehog)

When Zhou Yan reached the third row of graves, he stopped.

The tombstone in the fifth row of the third row bears a rather peculiar name—Tomb of the God of Literature.

Little Yama, holding the Little Dragon Girl, leaned close to Zhou Yan's head, his voice brimming with excitement.

"I've heard from Xiao Yan that Wenquxing's grave is here. Alright, let's not waste time. I'm quite curious about what's in Wenquxing's grave."

Zhou Yan responded.

"I'm also very curious about what might be in Wenquxing's grave."

Zhou Yan stretched out his claws and inserted them into the grave mound of Wenquxing. The soil on the grave mound loosened, and Zhou Yan dug out a coffin shaped like an ancient thread book.

The shape of the coffin was very familiar, so much so that the moment Zhou Yan saw it, he took out a book from his own little world—"A Thousand Autumns".

Before the Wenqu Star fell, it condensed boundless literary energy into a book called "Qianqiu" that could seal Zhao Wenhe. Zhou Yan gave this book to Xiao Yanjun, who then suppressed Zhao Wenhe in the abyss of the underworld and returned the book to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan placed Qianqiu on the coffin of the God of Literature. Nine

The moment it was placed, an immense amount of literary energy, so dense it could be perceived by the naked eye, focused on the coffin that Zhou Yan was holding.

The coffin was overturned. 7

Like a book, this coffin is opened from the cover inwards. As it is opened, there are literati chanting sutras, stories of the glory and ruin of a nation, stories of people farming and reaping, and stories of beautiful ladies sought after by gentlemen.

Then you can't get over it.

The entire book is frozen on the page about a graceful lady, a gentleman's ideal woman.

On the page, a scholar dressed in a Confucian robe, dressed as Zhou Yan, stands on one side of the riverbank, gazing affectionately at a graceful young woman on the other side. The young woman holds an umbrella, is dressed in Song Dynasty Hanfu, and has beautiful features and an elegant and refined appearance.

After gazing at each other for a long time, the scholar sighed, turned his back to the graceful young woman, and left.

The slender young woman's lips moved slightly, and lines and colors were attached to her body in this dynamic movement.

A slender young woman stepped out from the pages of the book.

Zhou Yan opened the profile page of the slender young woman.

Name: Wenquxing (文曲星).

Zhou Yan: “(?_?)”

A few seconds later, the girl who came out tilted her head, then threw away the umbrella in her hand and looked at Zhou Yan, the Little Yama, with surprise.

"Young Master, Old Yan, what's wrong with you...?"

The girl's voice was ethereal and elegant, incredibly pleasant to hear, but her manner of speaking and tone were clearly those of a man.

Chapter Nineteen Logic

"Old Wen..."

The little Yama above Zhou Yan's head had a face that showed he was barely suppressing a laugh.

"So you've finally met your match..."

The young girl with the Wenquxing skin was stunned for a moment, then looked down at her body. After a short while, the Wenquxing looked up with a smile.

"It's alright."

Zhou Yan was astonished, the young man clicked his tongue in surprise.

"It's alright? Wenquxing, you..."

Is everything alright?

Thinking about Little Yama, Zhou Yan felt that these gods didn't seem to care much about him turning into a girl. Compared to him, who was shy even when wearing women's clothes, Little Yama and Wenquxing were far too skilled.

Wenquxing said nonchalantly.

"Does having a woman's body mean you can't pick up girls?"

Wenquxing winked at Zhou Yan, looking exactly like the womanizers and scumbags in TV dramas and movies that Zhou Yan knew.

"According to a survey conducted by the National Health Bureau that I used to manage, the vast majority of women are bisexual."

According to a survey conducted by professors at a sociology university, men with normal sexual orientations only experience physiological arousal such as dilated pupils and increased body temperature when exposed to the naked bodies of women of the opposite sex.

Eighty percent of women experience excitement when they see the beautiful bodies of other women.

"Even with the same sex, cute girls are less wary."

Wenquxing reached out, and a mirror formed from literary energy appeared in front of him. Wenquxing rubbed his face in front of the mirror and then smiled.

"Not bad, with this face, picking up girls will be even easier than it used to be for me."

Zhou Yan: "(?д?;)"

Wenquxing, you're practically radiating the stench of a scumbag, huh?

"Why would your national health agency investigate something like this?"

Zhou Yan, who was shocked, couldn't help but complain.

Wenquxing Er gently brushed a strand of Jiu's hair behind her ear. Despite being a man, he exuded a girlish charm perfectly. 〃№⊥

Wenquxing smiled sweetly.

"Young man, you're still too young. We're not only investigating the issue of sexual orientation between men and women, but we're also investigating how gender is determined. Young man, with your understanding as normal people, the difference between men and women is actually just the difference in their lower bodies, right?"

Zhou Yan nodded hesitantly.

Wenquxing's expression tightened considerably.

"No, that's not true. In real biology, sex determination between men and women is actually very complicated. For example, how do we scientifically determine whether a transgender person is male or female? That involves male testosterone. Normally, when testosterone is below 5 nmol/L, you can be considered female."

Zhou Yan gasped.