Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

Jia She happily prepared tools for drawing talismans, washed Jia Zhen's white and tender fingers like rubbing radishes, and hummed mentally: "[I want to fly to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun, the world is waiting for me to change, I want to] The dreams I dream are never afraid of being seen by others]..."

Although Jia Amnesty was just humming mentally, the intoxicated look on his face still made the other people quite uncomfortable.

The corner of Jia Jing's mouth twitched, feeling that his 37-year-old face had been completely humiliated, and the century-old honor and disgrace of the three generations of the Jia family had been destroyed.

Seeing this, Jia She, who was on the brink of death in Tan Li's gang, was dying, and explained solemnly: "There are three thousand ways, and following one's heart is one of them. Jia She was nervous before doing this, so he relieved his mood."

"...Father, I'm even more nervous!" Jia Zhen trembled all over, "Originally, it would be fine to just close my eyes and take a bite. Now I'm doing it like this..."

"Didn't you want a sense of ritual?" Jia Amnesty froze when he heard this, and roared angrily when he came back to his senses, "How can I forget you three incense sticks? What about the altar? What about the fruit? Where about the cauldron? What about the mahogany sword? Where’s the Taoist robe? Do you remember the series of things? If you weren’t my only nephew, I’d spray you to death with a mouthful of blood! Your uncle and I have always been straightforward, and I don’t even use old three to draw symbols!”

"Isn't that afraid that you won't hold on for a long time?!"

"It's a man who can't say these two words, you know?"

"I don't know!" Jia Zhen yelled back, "I'm still a boy! Young chicken!"

"..." Jia She wiped away the splashed saliva and bowed down.He can be sure that the eldest nephew is a naturally black sesame bun.

In this life, I have been used to it!

He loves it.

Thinking about it this way is something to be proud of!

While thinking, Jia She glanced at Jia Zhen who was still immersed in her own thoughts, and glanced at Tan Li.

Tan Limo passed the knife to the boss without saying a word.

The fruit knife is extremely sharp, and the light of the knife is shiny in the sunlight.Previously, Jia Zhen, who was afraid of donating blood, would cry out in pain. She wanted to use the imperial dagger that cut iron like mud, but she was afraid that Jia She's hands would be too light and heavy, so she accidentally cut off her finger, but bit her teeth, Jia She also Afraid of tetanus...

All in all, several people chatted with each other hypocritically and in the name of caring.

Thinking back to what happened an hour ago, Tan Li looked at the carefully selected fruit knife in his hand, and wished he could draw his sword and deal with it.

Too crooked.

He finally knew the origin of Jia She's procrastination.

It's a pity that masters didn't have human rights in feudal society. Whether it is a magic stick or a magic stick depends on what the dignitaries present think.

Unaware of Master Tan's complaints in his heart, he actively begged for a hand. Here, Jia She received the knife, feeling like a nurse in a modern pediatric hospital, seizing the opportunity, and giving the needle quickly and ruthlessly.

Watching the blood gushing out, Jia Amnesty took the person's hand and drew a scorching sun cut on the scroll before Jia Zhen could react.

Jia Zhen flattened her mouth, and just wanted to yell "pain", but felt the force of the pull, looked at the picture scroll spread out on the table, and looked at the strange picture, and felt angry from the pain in her chest, wishing to stay longer Some blood, kill this broken essence!

At the same time, Jia She raised his brows, his face was gloomy, not seeing the trace of carelessness before.In fact, not only was the eldest prince curious, but he was also quite curious about the emoji that defeated Zhang Gui at that time, no, the game skill Scorching Sun Slash.And compared to others, the talisman he painted on the sun seems to last longer than before, and it can withstand ten minutes.

Thinking about it, Jia She's eyes were stern, looking at the creaking and burning scroll, a stench filled the air, like the kind of boiling oil...

Refraining from thinking about the human skin paper, Jia She suppressed his nausea, and calmly and methodically Tim Lan—draw more symbols if it doesn't last long, brush more!

Jia Zhen donated blood with one hand, and tightly clutched her tail with the other, her expression of cruelty never showed.He can't stand this disgusting smell, this disgusting scene, he wants to grab that disgusting thing, punch after punch to smash out the broken copper and iron, and then tear it apart, tear it into pieces, and fly away!

Tan Li sensitively sensed that Jia Zhen's expression was wrong, but when he caught sight of it, a coercion swept over him immediately, making him subconsciously submit.It is instinct in the monster race to be afraid of the strong, but this kind of deterrence, which is only the tip of the iceberg, makes him feel scared, and even almost reveals his original form. In this world...

Tan Li couldn't figure it out, a sage wouldn't go out of the 33rd heaven, even if he was in the [-]th heaven to maintain the energy needed by the sun and maintain the order of the three thousand realms, he wouldn't descend to the mortal world.As for other gods and monsters, he had seen the coercion emanating from Master Fusang.

Master said that when you meet such a person, you should run quickly, because survival is the most important thing.

But even if he met the gods during his official duties, he didn't have the psychological fear he has now. It seemed that he had returned to his childhood and feared that the loggers would uproot him.

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Jia She didn't know that the two people he regarded as his right-hand man had deserted. He was extremely solemn, and shouted three words sonorously-"Scorching sun cut!"

When a round of sun appeared on the painting scroll, a mass of black fog visible to the naked eye tore out from the painting scroll.The black mist was getting bigger and bigger, swelling, rolling, surging, and unscrupulously attacking the surroundings. All of a sudden, the whole lobby seemed like a dark night, making people shiver subconsciously.Moreover, this black energy, which is called evil spirit energy in the Taoist world, seems to have a tendency to spread outward.

Tan Li was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he didn't care to think about the strangeness on Jia Zhen's body, and whether that coercion came from the head of the ancient power, so he hurriedly concentrated on his luck, held the sword, and quickly moved to the door, casting a spell to defend against it. Hold the leaked yin.At the same time, Tan Li glanced back at the two people in the room.The eldest prince is a member of the royal family, needless to say, he has the protection of the dragon aura to protect the country, Jia Jingmo said that he has a piece of red sandalwood, even this aura is extraordinarily dazzling and bright in the black mist.The Yin Qi diffused out and didn't even dare to touch the two of them.

In addition, there was a raging fire shining on the scroll, and the tongue of fire stabbed, burning the entire scroll. Immediately, the stench became stronger, and a woman floated out of the scroll, accompanied by the sound of tearing.After a while, this person held a round fan, and his figure became three-dimensional, and it became more exquisite and beautiful.

The woman who appeared was naturally a fine artist.

The painting essence should use human skin as paper, flesh and blood as paint, and after being instructed, absorb the luck of various families as food, and its ability should be even stronger than that of ghosts.And he has been dormant for many years, and he was able to refine and transform into a human form with just one step at the door.But at this moment, all plans have failed, and he should be extremely resentful.

But the ghost is also smart, since she sensed that everyone in the house is joining forces, she is not an opponent, so she took out her usual methods to deal with people.

Although Hua Jing had a good idea, she didn't know her current appearance, especially she didn't know that her originally beautiful and charming face had begun to change, and she still thought about Gu Pan Shenghui.But at this moment, the dark eyeballs rolled twice, completely lifeless, like a marionette, the seemingly smooth skin on the face fell off layer by layer like a snake shedding its skin, but it still pretended to be With a gentle look, she said with great aggrievedness: "Zhen'er, I am your mother, Enhou, why don't you recognize me as a sister-in-law?"

Jia Amnesty had originally glanced up at him, but when he heard this, he looked at the oily painter who seemed to be dandruff-like, and began to peel off a little bit, and felt acid in his stomach, a surge of sour water was not concealed. Welling up from the stomach, straight to the throat.Naturally, Jia Amnesty opened his mouth without hesitation, "Wow", he vomited it all out.

Everyone in the house: "..."

Seeing this, the painter's eyes were scarlet, and he screamed. The round fan in his hand suddenly became bigger, and when he lifted it up, his figure violently attacked Jia She. Prodigal son! However, eating you, eating you is full of yang energy, and I can completely cultivate into a fairy!"

"Damn!" Jia Amnesty spat at the painter without hesitation, "shameless."

After finishing speaking, Jia Amnesty felt his mouth full of bitterness and sourness, and became more and more angry. With a wave of his hand, Jia Zhen didn't need to donate blood. "Ugly refusal! It's ugly!"

"Okay, sure enough." The painter opened his mouth wide, as if recalling something, with his tongue open, and smiled at Jia She: "This mouthful of saliva is also a treasure!"

At the same time as he finished speaking, he covered his mouth with a round fan.

Along with the laughter, there was a gust of wind in the house, and ghosts and wolves howled.

"Do you know what girls lack the most?"

"Come on, so full of yang."

"towards……"

Tan Li opened his eyes wide and drew his sword.

"This head is mine!" Jia Shen looked at the cold black air in the huge lobby, felt a scent of fragrance on the tip of his nose, and immediately shouted, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Seeing that you let my boss Tan For the sake of jealousy, I will give you a good time, beheaded by the scorching sun!"

"Keep alive!" Jia Jingben hadn't reacted yet, but he couldn't help showing off when he heard Jia Amnesty fighting, and the incident two months ago inadvertently appeared in his mind.Thinking that because Zhang Gui died so fast, some of the rest of the party were not easy to pick up. He was so tired that he investigated day and night.

Jia Amnesty looked at Jia Jing with a distorted expression, but he was still obedient. Wherever the finger drew, a golden rune appeared out of thin air.This rune is so dazzling that even Jia Jing and the First Prince, who were watching on the scene, could see it clearly.Seeing that Jia Amnesty just casually drew a picture like a sun net bag, and of course there are four words "Dou Da" next to it - sun net bag, the corners of his mouth twitched.

But when the last stroke was finished, a dazzling sun burst out in an instant, causing everyone to subconsciously raise their hands to block their eyes.After adapting to the light in the room, everyone saw that the golden light had replaced the black air, and the golden light wove a dense net to tightly wrap the painting essence.

Jia Jing and the eldest prince who witnessed it with their own eyes for the first time: "..."

Jia Amnesty puffed out his chest proudly, hearing the heart-piercing screams in his ears, he was so angry that he filled in another picture of a kidnapper in silk stockings from later generations, and covered the picture fiercely.

With a "bang", the round fan in Hua Jing's hand fell to the ground.

With an extremely gloomy expression on his face, Jia She coldly scratched Hua Jing's body: "I'll be honest with you later, Ben... Benhou will leave you as a dead body, otherwise..."

Deliberately elongating his voice, Jia She glanced at the eldest prince, pointed at the man and said, "Did you see it, a royal man. He paid for the ritual this time, so if you don't answer carefully, I'll let him take you into the palace, the deep palace." Grandma will stab you to death!"

Through the gaps in the net, Hua Jing fixed her eyes on the fan, but after climbing two steps, her whole body felt as if she was being burned on a raging fire, and the pain was unbearable.Involuntarily raised his eyes, looked at Jia She in horror, trembling his throat, stammering, "You... who are you? How... how can you be stronger than the king... ah!"

A terrified scream resounded in an instant, and when everyone looked at it intently, they saw that the eyeballs of the painter had fallen out.

"Want to kill..." Tan Li took a step behind, seeing Jia Zhen who jumped up to Tuanfan and kicked hard, and silently hugged his sword tightly.

Opportunity is something that cannot be found.

But for the matter of exterminating evil spirits, you can still use this to find clues.

Tan Li's ears twitched slightly, "There is an evil spirit leaking out of Xicheng! They both come from the same source, so they should be backlashed or co-opted."

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One hundred chapters, Amnesty is powerful and domineering ^_^