Love your pet egg

Eleven knows that the Kunlun Mirror in Lishan Mountain can indeed turn virtual realms into reality, but that should be in its heyday when the Kunlun Mirror was complete and intact. Now that the last mirror soul has not been found, the Kunlun Mirror can bring itself into the ghost king's sea of ​​consciousness. He felt puzzled for a moment, but then he thought that Jiang Li's ghost crying string also had the effect of summoning souls and suppressing ghosts. Perhaps the two magic tools interfered with each other, which caused the current situation.

He never imagined that the child he held in his hands was the last Kunlun Mirror Soul—of course, if he knew, our story would come to an end.

The young man gradually approached, and the spring in the garden became more and more intense, and the women around him were curled up, fat, swallows and thin, singing and singing, and tender and green.

This one picked a peony hairpin and put it in his hair, and asked the young master if it looked good, and the other ordered the servant to cut off the crabapple branches, saying that he would smash the petals to make rouge. The young prince only smiled and said yes to this beauty, and to that beauty. He also nodded, and beside him were several young masters of the same age, all dressed in brocade clothes, with outstanding appearance and elegant demeanor.

Nowadays, the folk customs are open-minded, and it is common for men and women to travel together. A group of people talk and laugh happily, and the garden is full of chatter and laughter, which is very lively.

"This is the scene of the ghost king in his previous life." Eleven was worried about Jiang Li's fear, so he quickly explained to him, "I don't know if it's my Kunlun mirror or your ghost crying string, or both functions, that brought us here. In the ghost king's sea of ​​consciousness, Jiang Xiaoli, don't be afraid, when he finishes recalling his past and present lives, we can get out of the sea of ​​consciousness."

Jiang Li looked at Eleven hesitantly, wondering if he should tell him that not only could he see all the scenes in front of him, but even more pictures flashed in his mind.

He knew that this person's name was Lou Zhi, he was the only son of the prime minister's family at that time, he was not yet a weak crown, but he was already a prodigy. At this time, he was named on the gold list not long ago, and his reputation was well-known all over the capital.

This did not come from Jiang Li's past life memory, but the image that was automatically poured into his mind the moment he entered the ghost king's sea of ​​consciousness.

This feeling is very strange, as if he himself is a container, carrying the ghost king's half-life memories of his previous life, and he can even feel Lou Zhi's relaxed and happy mood at this moment.

"Ah! This peony is so beautiful!" A woman in yellow exclaimed, with her skirts fluttering, she had already turned in front of Peony, and she couldn't help stretching out her hand——

Bai Yu caught the woman's wrist with the gold-painted fan, Lou Zhi picked a light yellow orchid from the side, and said with a smile:

"Qingqing's attire today is very elegant, and it complements this Cymbidium perfectly. Speaking of which, the garden is full of spring, and only a gentleman among flowers can match Qingqing. Let me put it on for you, okay? "

Complimenting a woman's noble character is far more pleasing than complimenting her beautiful appearance. The woman named Qingqing was ashamed by Lou Zhi's words, and she immediately forgot to pick the beautiful and beautiful plant. Hui Hui's peony turned her head slightly, and under the envious eyes of many women, she went upstairs to personally put flowers on her hairpin.

Those who can be invited to the prime minister's mansion as guests are all discerning. Everyone can see that Lou Zhi loves peonies very much, and he doesn't want others to touch them. Only one or two peony lovers still linger.

"The leaves of this peony are as big as a cover and as red as a cloud of smoke. I've never seen such a top-grade flower king before." The man in green who spoke was Lou Zhi's friend Feng Huan, who also knew and loved flowers. He stared at the peony intently. "Brother Lou, where did you get this rare treasure?"

Lou Zhi's distinct eyebrows were full of pride: "I accompanied my mother to Yaojia Mountain to offer incense last month. I happened to see it by the side of the road and asked the gardener to transplant it back."

Feng Huan was surprised: "Peonies are suitable and fearful. Wealth and wealth are difficult to raise. How can they grow on the side of the road? Such a rare appearance, I'm afraid they will be removed sooner!"

"This flower is destined for me."

Lou Zhi lightly spread his folding fan, his smile was a bit mysterious, he and Feng Huan were best friends, and he didn't hide it right now, and told Feng Huan in detail how he got the peony.

That day when Lou Zhi accompanied Mrs. Lou into the mountain, suddenly a heavy rain came and the carriage he was riding got stuck in the mountain road, so he got out of the carriage so that the drivers could push the cart.

The rain was so heavy that clusters of rainlines splashed down like waterfalls. The two of them couldn't see each other's face clearly through the rain curtain, but he saw the peony flowers on the side of the road that were torn apart by the wind and rain at a glance.

Lou Zhi was naturally very surprised, such terrain is not suitable for peonies to grow at all, but he is born/loves flowers, so he walked over with an umbrella without thinking too much about it.

He shielded the peony from the wind and rain, and the flower king immediately became embarrassed. He didn't know whether he wanted to thank Lou Zhi or show off his beauty, and he stood up gracefully in a blink of an eye.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is full of exotic flowers and plants, but Lou Zhi has never seen such a magnificent peony. In the storm, every petal blooms in full bloom as if alive. The peony fragrance is dense and drifts away with the rain and mist, and the fragrance makes the building feel intoxicated.

Feng Huan was amazed when he heard that:

"It is said that Emperor Wu once ordered all flowers to bloom in winter, but only peony did not disturb the inflorescences of the four seasons and refused to obey the order. Emperor Wu was angry and ordered to set fire to the peony in Luoyang. I used to think that the folklore was unbelievable. Now it seems that everyone in the world Praise this flower bone for her determination, perseverance, and strength of character in the face of setbacks, and she really lives up to her reputation!"

Lou Zhi bent down and stretched out his fingers to lightly touch the soft and smooth petals. He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but felt that the petals seemed to be shivering on his fingertips. He couldn't help smiling, and his words were a little careless:

"A flower, you don't have to make yourself so tired, you just feel anxious... Heh, such a delicate thing should be kept in the flower garden, so that people can support it well, so as not to disappoint the beauty of the city."

"Speaking of national beauty," Song Jing, another young man in blue, blinked narrowly, "Everyone in this capital is now spreading rumors that His Majesty the Emperor intends to choose you as his son-in-law at the Qionghua Banquet, and that the Seventh Princess looks like a beautiful girl. There is an alluring look, and brother Lou is just a pair of talented scholars and beauties..."

"Hush—" Feng Huan pursed his lips, and glanced at the small pavilion not far away. Several girls couldn't help but sit in the pavilion to enjoy the shade. Come on, he reminded Song Jing with a half-smile, "You're not afraid of being heard by those women soldiers who come out and tear your mouth apart!"

"What are you afraid of? This matter has been spread all over the capital, and they should have heard about it too?" Song Jing said nonchalantly, "Even if brother Lou marry the princess, it's not that he can't take concubines, it's just that Su Qingqing is arrogant. I'm so proud, I'm afraid I won't make it easy, I'm afraid Brother Lou will have to coax her!"

"But speaking of it," Feng Huan was also curious, "Brother Lou, which one do you like more? How did I hear that you have already agreed to redeem yourself for Miss Tianya, who is a first-rank Liuxian Pavilion?"

The romantic affairs about Mr. Lou in the capital are compiled into a story book, so that the storyteller can talk for three years without repeating words. Which famous flower will this flower lover return to his home in the end is a topic that many people are competing to discuss after dinner. .

Lou Zhi was concentrating on looking at the swaying peonies in front of him. He originally held a pair of scissors in his hand to trim the branches and leaves of the peonies, but he couldn't do it anyway. It is so perfect that even the dewdrops rolling on the tip of the leaves are three points brighter than ordinary flowers.

This peony was so perfect that it couldn't even fault the Lou Zhi, whose eyes were always higher than the top.

Song Jing thought he didn't hear clearly, and asked Feng Huan's words again. Lou Zhi slowly straightened up, looked around his garden, and suddenly smiled softly:

"Look at this garden of my son. The peonies are beautiful, the flowers are elegant, the plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums have their own charms. They are colorful and colorful. Spring is when a hundred flowers bloom!"

Feng Huan and Song Jing laughed loudly: "That's right, how can there be only one flower in such a big garden!"

But Lou Zhi changed the subject at this time, pointing to his peony and said: "No, no, if I have such a true national beauty, why is it so difficult for me to abandon Qunfang?"

"This peony is truly indescribable," Feng Huan also looked at the peony flower ecstatically, only to feel that the peony's stems and roots were extraordinarily straight, showing a kind of lofty reserve and nobility for no reason, and the light gold flowed on the petals, like It is the most intoxicating gaze, but this peony compares the flowers in the whole garden. He can't help but say, "Brother Lou, this peony is full of spirituality. I always feel like he is talking."

Lou Zhi was taken aback, then laughed and said, "You idiot..."

While speaking, Louzhi's fingertips on the stamens suddenly numb, as if they were pricked by some thin thorns, or bitten by the milk teeth of a small animal, he retracted his hand and put his fingertips Putting it in his mouth and licking it lightly, he felt that his mouth was full of fragrance, sweet and mellow. He secretly laughed at how he became crazy, and joked:

"If this little Peony can really become a human being, I will marry no one but her!"

Feng Huan laughed and said, "Even if you get peonies, Brother Lou won't let go of the fragrance of the garden!"

"Oh?"

Lou Zhi raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, Feng Huan still had something to say, "Brother Lou, don't you know that Peony is a male, no matter how beautiful it is, it can only be seen from a distance but not get close to it!"

"How do you say that?" Feng Huan became interested, "Brother Song, can you tell the male and female of flowers?"

"You are experts in growing flowers, how do I know this?" Song Jing smiled maliciously, "It's just that there is a saying in the Compendium of Materia Medica that 'although peonies bear seeds, but seedlings grow on the roots, so they become males', shepherds and females are opposite. Pointing to the male plant, it can be seen that if the peony is transformed into a human, it must be a man!"

One sentence made Lou Zhi and Feng Huan angry and funny.

"That's all!" Lou Zhi waved his hands again and again, "My lord is not as good as Long Yang, who has the habit of cutting off his sleeves. This little peony, please stay in the garden obediently!"

……

"This Ghost King used to like to grow flowers, no wonder the curtains in his room are all embroidered with peonies." Eleven rested his chin, feeling bored, "I think he is doing well now, why did he die so early?"

Eleven and Jiang Li sat on the ground with their legs crossed, looking at the people laughing and playing in the garden. They are in the sea of ​​consciousness of others, they have no mana, and they will not be hungry. Their bodies in the outside world may Even the time of the snap of the fingers has not passed, but here I have to live slowly with the ghost king.

The ghost king's face was only in his twenties, which meant that he only lived to this age before his death.

The conditions for cultivating to become a ghost king are extremely harsh. First, the life span of the person who died violently is not exhausted; secondly, the person’s original precious life was destroyed for no reason; , and finally after ninety-nine and 81 times of underworld thunder training, he can become the ghost king conferred by the underworld, lead a fief, and control lonely souls and wild ghosts.

This building was born in the prime minister's mansion, a young talent, a gold medal winner, and many close friends who admired him, why did he die tragically at a young age, and even embarked on the road of ghost cultivation?

Jiang Li looked at Eleven, hesitated and said, "Eleven..."

"Not big or small!" Eleven patted Jiang Li's head reproachfully, "Brother Eleven!"

Jiang Li pursed his lips, unable to call out at all, so he had to omit the address: "Do you think that peony is weird?"

"Huh?" Eleven looked over and laughed, "That's a flower demon. It's already cultivated into a human form. I'm afraid it will pass the catastrophe soon."

"You can see that too?"

"Of course!" The Phoenix Eye can see through the fairy demon's body, and the flower demon's cultivation level is still relatively low, so it's easy for Eleven to see through him.

Jiang Li knew what Lou Zhi had experienced before, but he hadn't seen the memory after entering the Sea of ​​Consciousness, so he could only guess:

"If this is the case... Could the ghost king be killed by the flower demon? He kindly sheltered the flower demon from the rain, brought him home, and cared for him carefully, but in the end he was sucked by the flower demon and died tragically." , of course the resentment is soaring... This makes sense!"

"No, no," imitating Lou Zhi's tone on Eleventh, he shook a finger at Jiang Li, "Lou Zhi helped the flower demon, and it's too late for the flower demon to repay his favor, so how could he harm him?"

Jiang Li was startled, and continued to say cautiously: "Aren't demons and ghosts all bad? They are born to like to harm people..."

"Jiang Xiaoli," Eleven's expression became serious, "You are young now, and you don't know much about it yet. The difference between ghosts and gods is only in the way they practice. There are ghosts and fairies among ghosts, but among immortals, There are also ambitious people with bad intentions. Ordinary people who have good thoughts are good people, and those who deliberately do evil are bad people. Good and bad are not divided by ethnic groups." He touched Jiang Li's head and sighed, "You must have been a child when you were young. I have heard too many rumored stories. The adults in the world like to scare children the most, "If you are not obedient, you will be eaten by demons and ghosts". In fact, most ghosts do not eat people, but people eat a lot of monsters. have no idea……"

Jiang Li was completely shocked, he had never heard such words before, and immediately stammered: "How can people eat monsters?"

He is a thousand-year-old devil, and he has never heard of people eating monsters!

"There are a lot of animals, such as pigs and sheep, which are intelligent but unable to change form. If these little monsters are eaten, they can only consider themselves unlucky. The term good or bad has never been cared about by people," Ten As soon as he spread his body, he lay down. Although Jiang Xiaoli was a child, Eleven himself had accepted these principles since he was a child. Now that he taught Jiang Xiaoli according to the scriptures, Eleven didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Although there have been many battles between gods and demons, my great master never said that demons are bad and gods are good. He often said, 'Gods and demons are like the yin and yang of heaven and earth. They are two sides of one body. They generate and restrain each other, and complement each other. Both are indispensable', 'good and evil alternate, good and evil are just different positions', 'as long as they don't harm others for their own selfish interests, demons can also be good demons, if they are selfish and ignore all people, God is also an evil god '..."

"All the struggles in this world do not come from sects, but ambitions and desires. This kind of ambitions and desires exist in humans, monsters, and gods. The gods who do evil are gods, and they will become demons. People in the world are monsters, and he becomes a god that humans look up to and worship," Eleven laughed as he spoke, lying on the ground, tilting his head to look at Jiang Xiaoli, who was kneeling there, the pair of red-clothed teenagers pointing at him. Qimei's eyes were filled with a soft smile like moonlight, "Is it difficult to understand? It's okay, I'll teach you when you grow up!"

Jiang Li's mind was buzzing, and a heart almost jumped out of his chest. After his demon blood awakened, everyone around him thought that he was "born with a different kind, so he must have a different heart". He will do evil, those guarded eyes, vicious words, all kinds of shackles and omnipotent use have made him exhausted for thousands of years, and then gradually rebellious.

Until he began to bloodbath the sixteenth palace of Xianmen, everyone spread their hands as if they were relieved:

"Look, we really expected it. The born demon seed is doomed to be uneducable. This bloody storm has finally come!"

If at that time someone held the idea of ​​Eleven, someone told him something like this...

"Hey Jiang Xiaoli, the ghost king is gone, we have to follow!"

In fact, there was no need to shout on Eleventh, Jiang Li also automatically followed, they couldn't leave the building until three feet away, a spring banquet was over, the host and guests had a good time, and Lou Zhi finally returned to his room after seeing off his friends.

There was a thunderstorm after the third watch that night.

First, lightning bolts streaked across the sky like snakes, and then rumbling thunder struck straight down, causing the ground to tremble. Louzhi was awakened by the earth-shattering movement, and suddenly began to put on clothes and shoes.

The servant standing by his bed rubbed his eyes: "My lord, where are you going?"

"I'll go and have a look in the garden." Lou Zhi put on his coat and rushed out the door, leaving behind only one urgent sentence, "...such a big thunder, don't break my peony!"