three watch drums

The night is like water, half dark and half bright.

Xie Changlin, who never had to sleep, stood guard outside the door. His blue eyes were shining faintly. At the beginning of the second grade, the surroundings were so quiet and dark that when Yu Heng opened the door, he was so scared that he almost changed back to his original shape.

"...Master Demon Lord, take back your supernatural powers. I'm afraid I won't scare your sweetheart to death with those eyes staring at the window."

Zhuo Yuemen had no morals, and he was wearing his red and white phoenix-tailed toga, sneering and sarcastic.

"I don't care about you." Xie Changlin glanced at him coldly, "I have Ah Chan, who do you have?"

"All the beauties in the world are mine," Zhuo Yuemen's eyes darkened, but his stubborn mouth is probably a common problem of all birds, and it hurts his heart. One person, one tree."

"That's why I don't care about you." Xie Changlin seemed to be unable to understand human words, and automatically ignored Zhuo Yuemen's next provocation and sarcasm, and only said to Yuheng, "Is Ah Chan ready? Where's Yaoguang?"

"..." Yu Heng glanced at Xie Changlin sympathetically, guessing that Lord Demon Lord didn't know that the two of them in his words were sleepy and playful, the former hadn't gotten up yet, and the latter was cleaning up his belly thing.

"Let me go in and have a look." Xie Changlin said again.

He has been a gentleman these past two days, and his demonic nature makes him wish he could climb into Su Chan's bed every night, but when he thinks about getting past Su Heng and Zhuo Yuemen on the way, half of his affection will be extinguished by himself. What's more, Su Chan's face is still thin, even if Xie Changlin got his wish and climbed into bed, there might be a gap between the two quilts.

He has waited for so long to come here, a day or two, a few months are just as light as a feather, and they can't crush the heart that once moved mountains and flat seas.

Su Chan woke up, staring blankly at the top of the bed, his face turned pale, and his half-celestial body could not resist his momentary waking up.

"A Chan," Xie Changlin called him, "It's the second watch, if you don't make it up, you won't be able to catch up with the ghost market."

In fact, he didn't care if he could catch up or not, but Ji Ren still had a feud with him that had not been settled. If this person really played tricks behind his back this time, Xie Changlin would be more than happy to add insult to injury.

"Okay," Su Chan replied, and his spirit recovered quickly. Just now, he looked like a stranger not to enter, but when he heard the voice, he naturally eased down, and he bowed his eyebrows and eyes at Xie Changlin, "Changlin, help me untie my clothes." Let's have a hair."

Therefore, Zhuo Yuemen, who was still exposed to the wind and night outside, wished to lift the roof.

The two people in front of him did not avoid suspicion at all, one was washing his face, and the other was following behind and tying his hair.Xie Chang Linxian felt a little cramped and clumsy, he lost his strength easily, and was afraid of hurting Su Chan when his strength was too strong—he didn't think of these things at all when he was pulling people's fur.

"A Chan," Xie Changlin leaned over and whispered in Su Chan's ear, "It's the first time I helped a man tie his hair, and I always felt that I couldn't do it well, but now it's better, but I want to hug like this."

The demon's breath blew gently in Su Chan's ears, peach blossom powder appeared in the place where it passed, Su Chan wished to pull himself out just now to be sober, that is the master of demons!How can we be quiet when desire is born?

"But I know Ah Chan is shy." Xie Changlin bit Su Chan's earlobe lingeringly, "Forget it, I'm not in a hurry, I want Ah Chan to be willing."

He took a step back, the deep blue in his eyes surging in the darkness, and it took him a long time to suppress it, "I can afford to wait."

Su Chan's heart suddenly felt ashamed, and he wished he could drag Xie Changlin into the house and tell him, "Come on, come on, I have traveled the world for so many years, I have never done it before, what is the difference? Decent!"

But at most, I just thought about it in my heart, Su Chan's eyelids were blown red by Xie Changlin's tone.It's easy to say that it's romantic, but Su Chan has been an irresponsible person since thousands of years ago, as if there are thousands of troops without red candles and tents to deter him.

"..." Zhuo Yuemen wished that he was blind.

"Master, master," Yao Guang finally finished with his baggage, swallowed it wholeheartedly after the inspection, then climbed into his exclusive seat, lay on Xie Changlin's head and said to Su Confession, "Master, I want You change something."

"Oh? What for?" Su Chan asked.

"Don't say it," Yao Guang giggled smirking, as if he was in a very happy mood, "something that can make the master happy."

The cliff at the back of Qingyuan Mountain has been shrouded in constant clouds and fog for many years. On the top of the mountain, only Su Heng, Chen Yu and Yan Rushuang came to see him off. Good demon magic number, but it has miraculous effects on the wounds of swords, water and fire. In addition, it can grow hair and long hair, which is always beneficial to carry.

Su repented, kept a bottle in his sleeve, and stuffed the rest into Yao Guang's stomach.

"Ah Heng, you'd better stay in Qingyuan Temple during this time. Even if you want to go back to the palace, you have to let the Jiantian Bureau guard it. If the yin and yang qi really can't be reconciled, you have to keep everything safe before you can lead the people. The people have overcome the difficulties. This disaster can last forever, and it is far from saving a city... Do you understand what I mean?"

Su Chan said suddenly, there was a little sadness in his brows and eyes, resembling the appearance when He Sheng's soul was twisted into a lamp wick, awe-inspiring and resolute, a little repulsive.

"But don't worry, with the emperor around, you won't be allowed to make such a choice... You have to believe in yourself, Ah Heng, you are the emperor of Dachu now, even if you don't need to do it, you You have to have the same mindset.”

After finishing the serious exhortation in one breath, Su Chan eased his tone, and he smiled slightly, like the spring breeze turning into rain, and the snow disappearing, he said again, "I know that Ah Heng has always been better at making decisions than I am, but brother Huang just doesn't make decisions. Don't worry..."

"Brother Huang," Su Heng couldn't see what he said was unlucky, so he quickly stopped him, "I'll take care of it, it's not hurt when you come back from a long journey, don't worry about it."

"Okay," Su Chan's restless hand touched her shoulders all the way to her head, rubbing the majestic Emperor Chu's hair crown into a mess, "Then I'm leaving... Leave me a few jars of peach blossom wine. I'll ask for it when I come back." for drink."

"Yeah." Su Heng sighed, and really felt that he was not as good as a baby with a jar of wine.

She understands the temperament of her royal brother, if this trip is not extremely dangerous, Su Chan is usually the one who has no heart and no lungs, and always announces good news but not bad news, and suddenly he is talking like this, it is not because he intends to leave and never return , is ready to settle down elsewhere.

Su Heng would rather be the latter now - at least there is still time to see each other again.

The talisman paper turned into a key to open the door at Su Chan's fingertips. The back mountain is the gate connecting the six worlds. Su Heng and Chen Yu watched the three people disappear into the mist. After a while, the bright moonlight was shrouded in dark clouds .

It's been a long night, and it's only just begun.

Before the third watch, many people had already gathered in Huangquan Road, most of them came here to feast their eyes on the news that the top floor of the Black Tower was open. .

As soon as Xie Changlin arrived, the person hadn't shown up yet, and the sense of crisis in his bones let these people get out of the way first. This was the first time Su Chan experienced such treatment, and he felt that he was hugged by a good thigh.

"Achan, did you feel it?" Xie Changlin asked in a low voice.

Even though there has been no movement from the wealthy families in the ghost city, the oppressive feeling around them is still lingering. Different from the ordinary dead energy, there is a very crazy part in this feeling, almost like a demon.

"You are the master of demons, what can create such an atmosphere in your impression?" Su Chan also said lightly.

They all have calm and calm expressions on their faces, but they each have their own way of hiding.

Xie Changlin's face was indifferent. No one had the courage to look him over carefully. Seeing him approaching, he either lowered his head and scratched the ground with his toes or eyes, or pretended to whisper; while Su Chan was much more gentle, but also because he was too gentle. It's a little bit more, and it's an unreasonable collision if you look at it more...

As for Zhuo Yuemen, he accepted the gazes from all directions carelessly, but anyone who turned his eyes away could be classified as - blind.

"Death qi seldom lingers on monsters, and perishable things won't provoke such a smell." Xie Changlin said again.

He was happily communicating with Su Chan, but Zhuo Yuemen was unwilling to be lonely, and also interjected, "I am afraid that this thing has spirituality, and it can have such a sense of oppression. Its strength is not inferior to you and me, and it can be regarded as the top of the Black Tower."

"So what?" Xie Changlin said, "Perhaps it's just an illusion fabricated by Ji Renhe... He has always been stern and dared not confront him head-on. I don't know where his bad nature comes from."

"..." Zhuo Yuemen almost bit his own tongue.

"Here we come!" Su Chan shouted lightly.

The third watch drum is moving away from the human world and the ghost world at the same time. The vermilion door is bathed in blood from the ground, and bones are clinging to it, and the teeth are intertwined. The gatekeeper stands on both sides, as if waiting for the wolf to enter the tiger's mouth again.

This prosperous age is not only manifested outside the ghost market, but once inside, you will know what is "lively".

The underside of the black tower was already surrounded by water, only those with financial and material resources and strength were invited in, and the rest could only raise their necks, hoping to catch a glimpse of some treasures from the not too high window.

Su Chan even saw his cinnabar pen in it, imprisoned by a spell, displayed in the golden formation, and prepared as a guest with a box and silk lining, far less miserable than following Su Chan, and bald risks of.

"Achan, the red thread that tied you and me was once placed at the bottom of the black tower." Xie Changlin pointed to one of the empty wooden boxes and said, "The things here are all treasures, but they are not as rare as those on the top floor."

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently tugged on the red thread on his wrist and said, "But I'm not at a loss."

To exchange a priceless item for a unique person is actually quite profitable.

"Three, please wait."

There are guards on each floor of the Black Tower, and only those who meet the status can go up one floor by one. Relying on Xie Changlin's prestige, they can reach the top floor in a blink of an eye.

Presumably, the aesthetics of the master of the black market is not very good. The price-calling table is simple and tattered, as if it is used for a big show, it is not as exquisite and majestic as the lower floors.

In the center of the creaking wooden platform that collapsed at any time, a girl was sitting upright, surrounded by a veil, although she couldn't see her face clearly, but the oppressive feeling was enough to stop everything from growing.