The Demon and the Puppeteer

"Ziyu, is there any relationship between Beichen Shangxian and you?"

"Officer, he has a crush on me."

"..."

Han Jizhi didn't know much about Yan Ziyu's past, so it's not that he wasn't curious. It's just what happened 1000 years ago. Who did Ziyu like and who liked Ziyu? What's the use of knowing it? Miss you?So Yan Ziyu didn't take the initiative to mention it, and Han Jizhi never asked.It's good now, it's good to keep the status quo, he always thought so.

However, when Yan Ziyu's body from 1000 years ago appeared in front of him, Han Jizhi knew that he still had to touch Ziyu's past after all.That soulless body connects Ziyu's past and present, and then points to their future.

When the aura of heaven and earth is the strongest, Beichen Shangxian was born to cater to the wishes of mortals. He is in charge of the destiny of the world. He has the most aloof temperament among the heavens. There are always fairies thinking about it, tossing and turning.

Beichen Shangxian has lived for thousands of years. Seeing the white clouds and gray dogs in the world, he can't help but feel a little lonely after seeing too much, so he raised a good-looking fox with fiery red soft hair and a pair of transparent brown eyes. The fox is Yan Ziyu.

One day, Beichen Shangxian was sitting in the courtyard, holding Yan Ziyu in one hand, and casually stroking his hair with the other hand. Suddenly, a faint red light appeared on Yan Ziyu's body. He turned into a fifteen or sixteen year old naked boy, with long black hair that could barely cover his buttocks. The two of them were so close that their breathing was entangled. At that moment, Shangxian Beichen's brain froze.

And this charming scene happened to be seen by the fairy Chang'e who came to visit, so the rumor gradually spread in the heaven that Yan Ziyu was the servant of Beichen Shangxian.

I don't know whether it was because I was confused by Yan Ziyu's physical body at first glance, or gradually developed some other thoughts in the rumors. The Beichen Shangxian did treat Yan Ziyu differently from others, but Yan Ziyu also aroused jealousy because of this.

One day, the important magic weapon kept by Beichen Shangxian was stolen, and all the evidence pointed to Yan Ziyu, but Yan Ziyu did not say whether the treasure was gone, the Emperor of Heaven was furious, and wanted to destroy his morality, and demoted him to a beast. After Beichen Shangxian pleaded for mercy, Yan Ziyu was only deposed Ji, became a carefree fox demon in the mortal world.

"Later, I met a few Taoist priests with profound magical powers. Those Taoist priests had a prejudice against demons. When they saw me, they began to besiege me indiscriminately. I was no match for them, and I died at their hands. Before my soul dissipated. , Han Xuan met me and introduced my soul into this puppet body."

"The prototype of this puppet's body is Han Xuan's dream lover. Because I couldn't get a real person, I made a similar puppet. It lacks a living soul, so I sent it to your door. Isn't it a coincidence?"

"What's even more coincidental is that Han Xuan's dream lover is actually Beichen Shangxian. It is said that Han Xuan met Beichen Shangxian once in the mortal world and fell in love at first sight."

"Later, Han Xuan discovered that even though he had a similar body and a living soul, the body of the puppet was not a real body, and my soul was not the soul of his sweetheart. It was far from the real Beichen Shangxian, so he sent me Seal it so as not to be upset."

"Hey, it's a sad thing to say, so I don't want to mention it, but I didn't expect Beichen Shangxian to have such a special liking for me, and he saved my body. I really have to thank him... Official, are you jealous?"

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"I am back."

"Welcome back……"

……

Han Qian woke up suddenly, only to find that he was lying on a comfortable big bed, looking at the alarm clock, it was eight o'clock in the morning.

That person came back, it must be a dream.

The dream was too realistic. In the dream, the man's pitiful and timid eyes, his thin and pale body made him desire, linger, and even give birth to many tyrannical thoughts.

It's really a beast, Han Qian thought as he stared at his excited thing, but the desire still had to be relieved.

After a burst of pleasure, Han Qian wiped the paper casually, put on color-blind glasses, put on clothes, and the full-length mirror showed an alarm clock, a book, and a small pot of flowers on the bedside table.

flower?

When did you buy flowers yourself?

Han Qian walked to the bedside table and picked up the potted flower, with pink petals the size of a thumb, no leaves, only a bare stem, and no fragrance.

"That...is the pink beauty."

Han Qian turned around suddenly, and saw a person standing at the door of the bedroom, wearing a beige sweater, black trousers, and single shoes. He was thin and ordinary-looking, and he unconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes when he was talking, like a child who had done something wrong.

Seeing Han Qian just staring at him without speaking, Fushiya became even more nervous, and spoke intermittently: "It's... a gift from the master... it can make people have... spring dreams... the master asked me to come..."

"The master you are talking about is my brother." Han Qian looked away and put the flowerpot back to its original place.

Fushiya gave a low "hmm".

Han Qian had obviously guessed it, and was not surprised. His eyes returned to Fushiya's face: "Who are you?"

"...I'm Cheng Lang."

Han Qian stared at Fushiya: "No, you are not."

Fushiya became more and more nervous, unable to say anything to justify.

"What is my brother planning?" Han Qian changed the subject.

"……do not know."

"How many puppets like you are there?"

"...four."

"Why did my brother ask you to come here? Could it be that he wants to kill me?" Han Qian's voice was a little cold.

"No!" Fushiya quickly denied, "Master's kindness..."

"Good intentions? Does he think I'm the kind of person who can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality? I don't need you, so let's go."

"But……"

"Do you want me to call the police?"

"I... that..." Fushiya bowed his head deeply, "I made breakfast on my own initiative, sorry. I'm leaving now."

"Wait a minute!" Han Qian blurted out, Fushiya's thin and desolate back reminded him of the past irresistibly.In the past, he also let him go so resolutely, and he was so obedient not to stay.

"...you stay here."

Fushiya turned around in surprise, a pair of puppy-like eyes seemed to be shining.

Han Qian's heart suddenly ached, and he thought he would never have such pain again.

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At nine o'clock in the morning, Xue Mengmeng was going back to her apartment all the way in a daze. People on the road seemed to be looking at her, talking about her, and laughing at her. She would never pay attention to other people's eyes before, but today is different, maybe she was hit by a male god When it comes to self-confidence, she dare not raise her head.

After returning to the apartment, the first thing Xue Mengmeng did was to remove the makeup on her face, so viciously that her face was almost scratched.

What a shame.

Xue Mengmeng was caught in her own sadness and couldn't extricate herself, but at this time someone rang the doorbell.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-ding-dong-"

Xue Mengmeng didn't want to answer at first, but the ringing of the bell kept making people angry, so she yelled: "Come on!" and went to open the door.

It was Mr. Q who came and looked at her in a daze.

Xue Mengmeng's anger suddenly subsided, and she said with an embarrassed smile: "Brother, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'm here to see you." Mr. Q looked around the apartment, but Xue Yanshi was not here, "I'm afraid you'll be abducted by someone because you're so beautifully dressed this morning."

"How is it possible." Xue Mengmeng laughed at herself, "It's almost enough to scare people away."

"It's because that person has no vision." Mr. Q rubbed Xue Mengmeng's head, and his eyes, which were usually lackluster, opened wider than usual, "He can't see how beautiful you are."

"Haha, is it?" Xue Mengmeng smiled embarrassedly, "Brother, you are tired, I'll make you a cup of coffee."

"No, chewing bubble gum can keep me awake." Mr. Q spat out a bubble, his rare wide-eyed eyes were deep, "You have to believe in yourself, just be yourself, you are beautiful now, you don't need cosmetics to whitewash ..."

Xue Mengmeng's face burned faintly, and she didn't know whether it was from the praise or because of Mr. Q's unusual eyes.

"I still have to leave beforehand. Oh, by the way, if no one comes to ask you to practice, you don't need to go to the ghosts. The Demon Lord has something to go out and doesn't know when he will come back."

"Really? Oh yeah! I can be free for a few days now!" Xue Mengmeng jumped up excitedly, hugged Mr. Q's neck, and kissed him on the face.

Mr. Q is not tall, and Xue Mengmeng is wearing high heels almost parallel to him. The eyes of the two inevitably touch each other, and the atmosphere suddenly freezes.

People in the devil world are bold and unrestrained, not to mention that Xue Mengmeng and Mr. Q can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, kissing on the cheek is not unusual, why the atmosphere suddenly became strange?Xue Meng's dream doesn't work.

"...Goodbye." Mr. Q turned around and sighed silently.

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"Ah~ little wolf! little wolf! little wolf!..."

"Shut up! Call me little wolf again and I'll kill you!"

"Hmm...ah~ah~"

The whole villa was quiet, so the groans and gasps from the bedroom on the third floor were very clear. Lynn leaned against the wall of the corridor and smoked quietly. Grinding people's ears.

Lu Sinian often did this, deliberately teasing, obviously.He told him to stay here, and here he was, silently, like a ghost.

Sometimes he didn't know why he followed Lu Sinian.Want to avenge your parents?He had seen his father and mother playing with the shivering minor more than once in a dark room. His parents were indeed the scum of society and should be punished.

Maybe he was not for his parents, but for himself, he was ashamed that he fell in love with someone who ruined his family, and hated him for being deceived by Lu Sinian's disguise.

Maybe he just had to pay a lot of money because his family went bankrupt. After all, Lu Sinian is now worth tens of billions.

I don't know when the voices in the room stopped. Lu Sinian leaned against the door and looked at him with interest. The index finger of his right hand touched the mole under his eyes lightly. The nightgown was loose and revealed his chest. His voice was a little hoarse: "It's been two years. There may be turmoil in the heavenly ghosts, so find a chance to rescue Han Jizhi."

"Yes." Lynn snuffed out the cigarette on his fingertips.

"Also, let the dead tree priest kill Yan Ziyu, no matter what kind of monster he is, this time I hope his soul will fly away!"