Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

The surrounding soil pressed against Yan Ke, and then suddenly dispersed.Regardless of the changes around her, Yan Ke kept holding Hao Liang tightly.It wasn't until an open room appeared in front of him, and he slowly fell to the ground, that he let go of his hand a little.

The faint smell of ink wafted in the air, Yan Ke looked around, it was a simple and tidy room, not much furniture, light patterns were randomly painted on the walls and floors, and there were layers of white paper on the corner table .

Yan Ke looked up, and a man came into his sight.The man was very thin, but very handsome. When he saw Yan Ke's eyes, he didn't speak, but smiled slightly and bowed to the two of them.

Yan Ke froze for a moment.Yes, he knew the man.The patterns all over the room are also familiar.

He had seen exactly the same painting in Qingling Valley, the mute painter who lost his fiancée and was framed by monks, was standing in front of him at this moment.

Hao Liang's eyes lit up when he saw the painter, but he didn't care about putting on the demon king's posture.He ran to the painter's side in two steps, and gently held the painter's hand.

"Long time no see." Hao Liang said, looking the man up and down, "How are you doing? Is your cultivation going well?"

The man pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded slightly.He blinked, looked at Hao Liang, did not speak, but Hao Liang understood.

"I'm not dead," he said, pausing slightly, "I'm fine, you..."

Suddenly, a burst of violence interrupted Hao Liang's words.Yan Ke turned her head, only to see Jiang Xing lying at her feet.He clasped his shoulders tightly with his hands, blood gushed out from between his hands, and a large piece of flesh was cut off from his shoulders, almost exposing the bones, as if he jumped into the azalea pattern forcibly and was injured by the bright light.

Upon seeing this, the painter frowned slightly.He hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Hao Liang again, then walked to Jiang Xing's side, carefully helped him up, and walked slowly into a room.

Hao Liang blinked slowly, he hesitated for a moment, and tugged on Yan Ke's sleeve.

"The painter said that he will help Jiang Xing treat his wound first," Hao Liang said, "Let's go to the room to rest first, and he made tea for us."

Yan Ke nodded and followed Hao Liang into the room.Hao Liang sat down on the bed, and Yan Ke silently sat at the table by the wall.

He raised his head, but met Hao Liang's eyes looking at him.The two were relatively silent for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward, Hao Liang quickly averted his eyes.

After a while, Hao Liang sighed softly.

"I don't know if Tongshan God has returned to the mountain." He said.

Yan Ke shook his head. "She was going to Yuhuzhuang to find Hao Fan?" He asked.

"Yes," Hao Liang said softly, "but she shouldn't have left Tongshan."

"Why." Yan Ke asked.

"Tongshan God is the incarnation of the snake demon, controlling tens of thousands of snakes. When she moves, all the snakes will follow suit. Wherever she goes, the snake venom will erode the land and capture creatures, which will lead to a depression where no grass will grow. So she can only live in the barren land. Tongshan lives here." Hao Liang said.

"If that's the case, why do the people respect her as a god?" Yan Ke said.

"She collects incense and salaries from the common people to cultivate, and when she encounters pests in the fields, she will appear and order her subordinates to catch all the pests and leave." Hao Liang said. "She actually does things that are beneficial to the people, and stays honestly in Tongshan, not doing harm to others. The people will naturally worship and respect her."

He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Ke: "The identities of immortals, demons, and demons are only cared about by those who practice. In fact, ordinary people can't fully distinguish them. Those that are harmless and beneficial to them, even if they are from monsters, common people He will also be enshrined as a god."

Yan Ke looked at Hao Liang quietly.After not seeing each other for many years, Hao Liang seems to be no longer that ignorant and ignorant soul in the miserable world.Although he has been living in Yuhuzhuang, he has begun to understand the world, even more than himself.

"You have changed a lot." He said softly.

Hearing this, Hao Liang's face suddenly sank.He stared at Yan Ke. "Yes, I have changed a lot." As if angry, he turned around, "It's not the person you know!"

Hao Liang turned his back on him and stopped talking.Yan Ke was a little nervous.He doesn't have the body and mind of ordinary people, and sometimes he can't understand the feelings of ordinary people, and often speaks hurtful words inadvertently.He didn't care much about this at first, but he just didn't want to make Hao Liang angry.

"Liangliang..." Yan Ke tentatively called Hao Liang's name.Hao Liang ignored him.

Yan Ke began to be at a loss.He walked lightly to the side of the bed, sat down slowly, hesitated for a moment, then gently squeezed Hao Liang's hand, just like he always did in the bitter world.

Hao Liang curled his palm slightly, but did not move away.He still turned his back and ignored Yan Ke.

Yan Ke's heart relaxed a little.He slowly scratched the back of Hao Liang's hand with his thumb. "Are you hungry?" He asked softly, "Do you want a drink..."

Hao Liang quickly withdrew his hand back.He stood up, the corners of his mouth drooping, looking annoyed. "Do you have nothing else to say?" He said sadly, "When you're with me, you just let me drink milk. When you were with Zhao Xuehan, you also fed him milk every day?"

Yan Ke was surprised.He didn't understand why Hao Liang said that suddenly, so he couldn't help standing up, wanting to hold his hand.However, Hao Liang avoided him and took several steps back until his shoulder hit the wall.

"Liangliang," Yan Ke looked at Hao Liang, not knowing what to do, so he had no choice but to say, "Stop making trouble..."

Hao Liang bit his lip. "...you always talk to me in this way." He lowered his head and said, "It's just like coaxing a child."

Yan Ke looked at Hao Liang puzzled.From the moment he met Hao Liang, the way he spoke to him never changed.

He loves him dearly, takes pity on him, fears that he will be hurt, and is reluctant to blame him.Every time he faced him, he was much gentler than facing others.

Isn't that right?

"No." Hao Liang said.He pursed his lips tightly, without saying anything, walked slowly to the bed and sat down.

Yan Ke felt a little restless in his heart.He stretched out his hand, trying to grab Hao Liang's sleeve, pull him to his side, and ask him carefully.However, at this moment, the door opened.

Yan Ke lowered his arms and looked towards the door.I saw the painter standing in front of the door holding a wine jug. When he saw Yan Ke and Hao Liang, he smiled at them, put the wine jug on the table, and looked at Hao Liang.

Hao Liang blinked. "Got it, don't worry about us." He said, "Do you need help?"

The painter shook his head with a smile, bowed lightly, and exited through the door.Hao Liang picked up the wine glass and poured himself a glass of wine.

"The painter said that Jiang Xing's condition is not optimistic. He needs to observe the patient for one night first." Hao Liang picked up the wine and didn't look at Yan Ke. I have some sweet wine, let us rest after drinking."

After that, he ignored Yan Ke, raised his glass and drank it down.

The wine seemed a bit strong, Hao Liang coughed twice.He picked up the jug again and added more wine to the glass.

A few moments after the wine was drunk, a faint blush spread from Hao Liang's cheeks.Yan Ke looked at him worriedly.

Zhao Xuehan's body does not tolerate alcohol very well, and he always gets drunk after drinking two glasses.Yan Ke was not afraid that Hao Liang would get drunk, but that he would feel uncomfortable after a hangover.

When Hao Liang was about to pour the second glass of wine into his mouth, Yan Ke reached out and held his arm.The wine swirled violently in the glass, a few drops fell on Hao Liang's neck, and slipped into the skirt of his clothes along the thin white skin.

"Stop drinking." Yan Ke said.

Hao Liang glared at Yan Ke fiercely, and broke free with his strength. "You don't care." He gritted his teeth and poured all the wine in the glass into his mouth.

Yan Ke helplessly watched Hao Liang cover his mouth and swallowed for a while before swallowing the wine. "If you don't like it, don't force yourself," he said.

"I'm willing!" Hao Liang said in a muffled voice, reaching out to get the flagon, Yan Ke sighed, and took the flagon away before Hao Liang touched it.

"Give it to me!" Hao Liang said.

Yan Ke shook his head.Standing up, he put the jug on the windowsill at the other end of the room.He walked up to Hao Liang, knelt down, and patted his face lightly.

"What's the matter with you today?" He asked softly, "If you're tired and don't want to see me, I'll go out immediately. But don't drink any more."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and made a look of turning around to leave.

When Yan Ke patted Hao Liang on the cheek, Hao Liang avoided him with an irritable look, but when he saw that he was about to leave, Hao Liang showed a flustered expression and wanted to pull Yan Ke's arm.

Hao Liang's hand stopped in mid-air, but he finally retracted it. "Forget it, let's go." Yan Ke heard him mutter, "Who cares about you..."

Hao Liang bit his lip: "Scumbag!"

Yan Ke frowned.He turned around and met Hao Liang's gaze.Hao Liang's cheeks to the corners of his eyes were flushed, it was unknown whether it was because of drinking, or being sad, or both.

Yan Ke paused slightly. "What do you say I am?" he said. "Why?"

Hao Liang looked at Yan Ke: "Why. You know it yourself."

"I don't know." Yan Ke said.

Hao Liang stared at him for a while.It seemed to be a headache caused by drinking, he lowered his head and rubbed his forehead.He raised his head again.

"Don't play dumb for me." Hao Liang said viciously, but his voice trembled a few times, looking a little pitiful.

"You obviously like Zhao Xuehan. I was just your substitute when you were in the bitter world, and I was brought back by you on a whim." He bit his lip and said, "Now you pretend to be affectionate, just want to coax me Just to save Zhao Xuehan."

Yan Ke only felt as if his head had been hammered. "What did you say?" He looked at Hao Liang incredulously, "Why do you think so?"

"Why don't I think so?" Hao Liang stared at Yan Ke with red eyes, "Ask yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and drew a flame in front of Yan Ke, as if he wanted to force Yan Ke out of the room, but it seemed that because of drunkenness, the flame flew out crookedly, not even touching Yan Ke's clothes, Hit the wall and went out.

Hao Liang wanted to continue lighting the fire, but Yan Ke reached out and grabbed Hao Liang's wrist.He lowered his face and looked directly at Hao Liang.

"Why should I ask myself." Yan Ke said in a deep voice, "I never liked Zhao Xuehan."

"Who are you listening to nonsense!"

Hao Liang wanted to break free from Yan Ke's control, but Yan Ke's strength was much stronger than him.He pulled hard a few times, but still did not pull his wrist away from Yan Ke's palm.

"Let go!" Hao Liang said angrily.Yan Ke was unmoved, and he clenched his hands even tighter. Where Hao Liang was held by Yan Ke's hands, his skin turned white.

"Who said that!" Yan Ke said, with some anger in his voice.

"No one said anything!" Hao Liang shouted, his brows were wrinkled, and his eyes were misty, "No one said anything, I have eyes, and I can see by myself!"

"When you kissed him, hugged him, and held his hand, you never shy away from me." Hao Liang looked at Yan Ke with teary eyes, "Do you think I'm really that stupid? Do you really understand nothing?"