The villain's national teacher always teases me

Lang Zi is really afraid of ghosts, especially after he knows that there are ghost cultivators in this world.

In the past, it was all false to memorize socialist values ​​to brainwash yourself, but now, brainwashing can no longer be done.

He froze on the couch, his face was pale, he had no cultivation base, but he didn't know any spells except the dust cleansing technique.

The cold hand holding his calf moved slowly, and the sharp nails scraped Lang Zi's skin.

Lang Zi got goosebumps all over his body, his teeth were chattering, he tried his best to restrain his fear and summon the Luohui Sword in Yufu.

Then he remembered that when Fan borrowed Luohui in the afternoon, he borrowed the sword with him.

Lang Zi wants to cry but has no tears.

I was too scared to cry.

A helpless voice sounded: "Brother Huang, don't make trouble anymore..."

Another voice dissatisfied: "Impossible, is this scary? When did my descendants of the Yu Kingdom become so timid?"

Someone lit a candle, and the room suddenly brightened, and the black shadow and sharp laughter that seemed to be able to swallow everything before disappeared instantly.

A young man with an apologetic face and another man with an unhappy face appeared in front of Lang Zi.

The unhappy man looked at him sideways: "Are you afraid of such a trick? You are so timid, let alone going to war, you can't even sit on the dragon chair?"

The young man with an apologetic face spoke softly, "Your name is Lang Zi? Don't worry, we are your elders."

The translucent body of the person next to him made the sentence "Don't be afraid" unconvincing.

Lang Zi shrank back towards the head of the bed, and silently grabbed the wooden sword given to him by the national teacher.

It is said that wooden swords can defeat ghosts, but I don't know if it is true.

Woo, I hope it's true.

The apologetic young man noticed his movement, tugged at his companion's sleeve, spoiled and said helplessly: "Brother Huang, be obedient, change back."

The unhappy man snorted, and the boss reluctantly turned into an entity.

Wearing a crown on his head and wearing a fine attire, he has an elegant and dignified appearance, and he looks very much like the Uncle Demon Monarch enshrined in the temple.

The one said softly: "I am Emperor Zhaowen, and this is my elder brother, Emperor Jing'an. Presumably your mother told you about us?"

Lang Zi shook his head stiffly. Emperor Yu had never mentioned these two to him, and she hadn't even mentioned his father and queen.

Although he did know that Emperor Zhaowen and Emperor Jing'an were the kings before Emperor Yu.

Emperor Zhaowen was a little embarrassed, "Maybe... she still has some resentment towards us. We are her uncles. If you want, you can call me grandpa and grandpa."

Emperor Jing'an sat on the edge of the bed with his hands in his hands.

——Lang Zi hurriedly shrank his feet.

Emperor Jing'an yelled at Emperor Zhaowen angrily: "I can't tell you that you want to come, see, this kid is afraid of ghosts, and now we have offended him. After he succeeds to the throne, he will definitely be like his mother, and he will go all the way." Cut our offerings!"

Lang Zi thought to himself: No, I won't. In order not to let you trouble me, I will definitely give you all the money.

Emperor Zhaowen shook his head with a smile, and quickly coaxed him a few more words.

After all, he persuaded Emperor Jing'an to play outside by himself, and gained the right to have a private conversation with his grandchildren.

Seeing Emperor Jing'an floating out of the room, Lang Zi patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief, the stiffness of his limbs also eased a lot.

Emperor Zhaowen couldn't help laughing.

Lang Zi turned to look at him.

The person in front of him was wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, with slender eyebrows and eyes, and his demeanor was a bit arrogant and evil, but the smile on his face was extremely gentle.

"I made you laugh." Emperor Zhaowen sat next to him, looking at his nephew like an ordinary elder, with undisguised love and approval in his eyes, "My brother and I have traveled around the world for many years, and only returned to Lingfengjing yesterday. What I have learned. During the day, I heard other Taoist friends say that you have been here, so I couldn't help asking Brother Huang to come and see you together."

He said again: "After all these years have passed, Jia'er's children have grown up to this size."

He was filled with emotion, as if he wanted to touch Lang Zi's head, but worried that he was afraid, he stretched out his hand, then retracted it.

Lang Zi was afraid of ghosts, but the ghosts had already left, so he was not afraid of Emperor Zhaowen.

He has read the historical materials of Da Yu, Emperor Jing'an was too hardworking and died early, but his soul was stranded in the world because of his concern for political affairs. Later, by chance, he got the help of the gods and turned to the way of ghosts.Emperor Zhaowen was worried about his elder brother, so he traveled with his mother and empress with Emperor Jing'an.

Emperor Jing'an is a ghost, Emperor Zhaowen is a human!

Lang Zi once said with emotion that Emperor Zhaowen was really a god and man, and he was not afraid at all to be able to be with ghosts.

He saw that Emperor Zhaowen had scruples in his heart, so he stretched out his head to touch him.

Emperor Zhaowen touched it with a smile.

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Emperor Zhaowen said, "In recent years, Dayu Guotai Minan and Haiyan Heqing, the emperor brother and I both understand that this is the result of Jiaer's hard work, and I am a little worried about her health."

He took out a piece of topaz from his bosom and handed it to Lang Zi, "I know that Jiaer is not short of treasures, but this jade was hard-earned by my brother and me, and it can be used by ordinary people. It is suitable for her physique. It is inconvenient for us to go back to Yi'an, thank you for your help." Leave it to your mother."

Lang Zi took it with both hands.

There is no aura in this jade, but there is a faint deterrence in the hand, and it has an aura of evil spirits that cannot be approached.

Was it congealed by Wang Qi?

Wang Qi is the blessing bestowed by the heavens on the emperors of the world. Even the gods with profound mana cannot grab it, and I don't know how the two majesties cultivated it.

Lang Zi knew that they were well-intentioned, so he quickly thanked his mother.

Emperor Zhaowen stroked the top of his hair again, and said with a light smile, "I heard that your handwriting is ebony? The breath is also similar to that of the Taoist ancestor. If you think about it, you will surely achieve great things in the future."

Lang Zi was ashamed: "Presumably Wumu Daozu will not be as timid as me."

Emperor Zhaowen comforted him: "If you have fear in your heart, you will know what to do. Even if you are as strong as the Taoist ancestor, you still have things to fear. Zi'er doesn't have to take it to heart."

He said goodbye.

Lang Zi hurriedly called to stop him.

"Zhao...uh, Second Grandpa, I have something to ask you."

Emperor Zhaowen had a kind disposition, and was naturally happy to solve problems for the younger generation: "Say it."

Lang Zi hesitated and said: "Although what you said is very true, I always want to overcome my fear of ghosts. I am afraid of enough things. If I can lose one thing, I will lose one thing. You have been with Emperor Jing'an for many years, Is there a magic trick?"

For this kind of thing, it is always right to ask the person who has been with the ghost cultivator the longest.

Emperor Zhaowen thought for a while and said: "To tell you the truth, I was actually a little scared at the beginning. Even if I knew he was the emperor's brother, I would always feel strange, and it would be difficult to treat him as before."

"Then how did you overcome it?"

Emperor Zhaowen smiled slightly and said, "It's very simple, I also turned myself into a ghost."

Lang Zi:? ! !

After he finished speaking, he blinked at Lang Zi, then floated out of the room and dragged Emperor Jing'an back.

Lang Zi felt that the place on his head where he touched it felt cold for a while.

After a long time, he got up tremblingly, lit all the candles he could find in the house, and then wrapped himself in the quilt tightly.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, the scene when Emperor Jingan appeared and the smile on Emperor Zhaowen's lips always appeared in his mind.

Even that smile was covered with a sense of gloom in retrospect.

Lang Zi's palpitations lasted until midnight.

Until one hand pulled the quilt away to reveal his head.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and so don't scare me!"

National Division:……?

The national teacher was a little amused, and touched his face: "Your Highness is dying? It's the minister who is back."

His fingers have thin calluses left by holding a carving knife all year round. They are very rough, but they are also warm.

Lang Zi opened his eyes in fear, and sure enough, he saw the familiar face of the national teacher under the light of the burning candle.

A little tired, but he is indeed a national teacher.

He has never been so happy for the appearance of the national teacher as he is now.

So excited that he gave the national teacher a bear hug.

National Teacher: ...Huh?

Well……

Although the national teacher didn't know what happened, he reacted quickly and immediately hugged him back, while taking advantage of Lang Zi's inattention, he quietly tilted his head and rubbed his lower lip against the tip of his ear.

It took a while for Lang Zi to calm down, and he told the national teacher about the visit of the two ghost grandpas with fear in his voice.

When he spoke, his eyes kept looking around the corners, as if he was afraid that two more ghosts would appear.

The rare and pitiful national teacher's heart itch slightly.

The national teacher arranged a small ghost-forbidden array for him in the room, and set up the base of the array clearly, so that Lang Zi felt at ease when he saw it.

After setting up the formation, he hung an evil talisman around his neck.

Lang Zi stuffed the evil spirit talisman into his inner coat, and complained slightly: "The national teacher clearly said that he would return at night, why did he delay until now?"

The national teacher raised his eyebrows.

His Highness, it is appropriate to use the words "outsider world" to describe it, Zhong Wuyan has something to do.

But he is as sweet as wine.

"Your Highness," the national teacher put down his bun, took off his outer robe and lay down next to Lang Zi very naturally, propping his head with one hand and talking to him softly, "It's my fault, I came back late, and for no reason let Your Highness startled."

"I didn't mean that." Lang Zi sighed, "I just suddenly thought that if the national teacher becomes a ghost, I don't want to be your master anymore."

Turning the corner and worrying about his safety.

The candle has been burning for too long, and I have exhausted another one after so much effort.

There is a gentle smile on the corner of the teacher's eyes and eyebrows.

He pretended to follow suit and sighed, distressed: "If this is the case, then I can only try not to let myself become a ghost, and I can't let Your Highness be afraid of me."

Lang Zi stretched his neck to hold the respect for himself: "I'm not afraid of ghosts!"

"...Well, Your Highness is not afraid. Is the minister gone?"

The old trick was repeated, but Lang Zi was caught again.

"Don't! My beloved apprentice stay here, I'll protect you for my teacher! What if Emperor Zhaowen and the others come to find you?" Lang Zi tugged at his sleeve.

The national teacher deliberately said: "Your Highness, I am not afraid of ghosts."

"No, you are afraid!"

"...Okay, I'm afraid."

Whatever he says is what he says.The national teacher shook his head lightly, and said in his heart, His Highness forced me to lie, it was not my own will, so it is not considered a breach of oath.

Lang Zi didn't want to put any quilt in the middle this night, the body temperature of the national teacher's close proximity made him feel at ease.

But when he remembered the last time they slept together, he was still afraid, and he gritted his teeth and pulled out a rope from the ring.

"Master, tie me up."

The national teacher suspected for a moment that he had heard wrong.

Although he wanted to hold Lang Zi in his arms every day, he never dared to imagine that such a scene would happen one day.

Even thinking about it is a blasphemy against Lang Zi.

Lang Zi insisted: "Hurry up, tie me up. Otherwise, I'll do something to you in the middle of the night."

National Teacher: ...Oh.

It turned out that His Highness was not frightened, that's not what he meant.

what a pity.

The national teacher sighed slightly, threw the rope off the bed with his hands, put his arms around Lang Zi's shoulder and said: "Your Highness, you will feel uncomfortable with the rope tied, and you won't be able to sleep well. It's the same if I hold you in my arms. I'm not good, so I hug you tighter to make sure you won't be able to move."

Lang Zi blinked in his arms.

It sounds reasonable, but I always feel that something is wrong?

The author has something to say:

The national teacher laughed idiotically: Your Highness who has been frightened is so easy to abduct =w=.

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