Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Jia She felt like a little snail, but his back shell was like Mount Tai, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure. He had a sincere face of self-criticism: "I should study hard and improve every day."

"Oh?" Tan Li glanced at the duplicity grieving ghost, remained silent for a second and took back the tonnage of the prototype branch, and seriously raised his hand to pat Jia Amnesty on the back, hating the ghost is a scumbag: "If you study the art seriously Fa, it will be easy to carry over."

Jia Amnesty nodded, not wanting to argue with a tree about the weight of the "claw".His own father would spank his ass at most when he was angry, and Boss Tan would also spank his butt when he was angry.

Don't dare to think about it.

Smelling the faint fragrance, Jia Amnesty felt the pain all over his body gradually disappearing, and couldn't help curling his lips—truly worthy of being a nanny, after the treatment, he was given medical treatment, and even the family and violence could not be photographed to collect evidence.

After complaining, Jia Amnesty asked what he cared most about.Last night he heard the sound of "death", and he didn't even have time to inquire.

"Boss Tan, what is our current situation? Didn't you experience calamity? Why did I come back? And you were struck by lightning? Did you die or was there some magic weapon that saved you? And then you were reborn and crossed?"

Hearing the word thunder strike, Tan Li glanced at Jia She with a slightly strange look, and the figure that leaped over appeared in his mind, and he sat back silently at the end of the bed.After sitting down, Tan Li said in a deep voice, "I am a tree."

"So?" Jia She didn't know why.

"I'm not afraid of wind and rain."

Jia Amnesty: "..."

"Which tree have you ever seen that ran away when it saw thunder and rain? Even my thunder calamity contains the gift of heaven." Tan Li knew that Jia Amnesty didn't understand, so he chose an easy-to-understand story, He said patiently: "Do you still remember the chicken soup for the slate and the statue? I am like the slate, and Lei Jie is the craftsman and the carving tool. Under their polishing, I can bear the pain and become a statue that is respected and loved by others."

Jia Amnesty was in a daze, "It's my fault that I don't read enough and have no common sense."

Tan Li seriously nodded in agreement, "Yes."

"You..." Jia She choked, "You...you heartless tree, I, Jia She, are also loyal, so I push..."

"Actually, apart from your enlightenment through drawing emojis, this is what I can't figure out the most." Tan Li's face became serious: "You push thunder with your bare hands. When I first woke up in this world, I was the most worried, afraid You accidentally entered the intensive care unit."

"Isn't your soul flying away?" Jia She groaned.Pushing mines with bare hands sounds the same as hiding mines in pants and crotch, very thunderous.

"Although you and I have not formally signed a contract, you are a servant ghost summoned by me anyway, and I have some feelings."

"Then you sensed that I am reborn now or in a parallel world?" Jia She couldn't wait to ask.But facing a trace of heat on his elbow, Jia She took a breath, suppressed the haze in his heart, and proudly said: "I am just a place where my knowledge and skills are lit."

"Such as?"

"Gossip." Jia She said brightly, "It is said that 1000 years ago, something happened in the Nine Heavens. A certain domineering sage made a smile for Bo Hongyan, and created another three thousand small worlds with the scriptures created by the people of the main world. It is called the standard model of Long Aotian Jiekesu."

Jia She paused for a moment, and said with reason and evidence: ""A Dream of Red Mansions" is a masterpiece that has been regarded as one of the four great masterpieces in China in the main world. It is very likely that it was selected by Jack Su. Only by doing this can one have a sense of one’s own personality.”

After listening to Jia She's gossip, Tan Li looked at the man with curiosity on the surface, but there was a hidden coldness in his eyes. He suddenly felt a little distressed, sighed, and persuaded: "Where do people come from, why do they come? I can't say it clearly. But you are very popular. This gossip is true."

After finishing speaking, in order to divert Jia She's attention, Tan Li began to gossip: "My adoptive father and master is Fusang, so I know the inside story. It's not a romance scandal, it's Taoist Lu Ya who committed suicide. The Buddha and even the sage coaxed him to remove the demonic obstacles in the bird's heart."

"Self...self...suicide?" Jia Amnesty was immediately aroused, and without thinking about the profound philosophical category—where did he come from, etc., he quickly picked up the pillow, sat next to Tan Li, and urged : "It's Lu Ya, that person who belongs to the prehistoric era? Are they tens of thousands of years old? Are you suffering from dementia?"

"Jia Amnesty, you will die from talking too much one day." Tan Li looked cold and serious.

Jia Amnesty obediently admitted his mistake, "In the future, I must be cautious in my words and deeds, let me just say it."

Pulling the corner of Tan Li's clothes, Jia She said pitifully, "It's all aroused your curiosity. If you are not satisfied, I will pester you every day in the future, so as not to let you go through the calamity."

"... Taoist Lu Ya is the son of the demon emperor Jun, the only three-legged golden crow in the world today. All the energy needed by the sun comes from him." Tan Li said: "And his mother is Xi He, the lord of the Taiyin. He committed suicide, The three realms are naturally uneasy. Without the energy of the sun and the sun, nothing can survive."

"He, he, he," Jia She was horrified, "Why can't he think about such an awesome person?"

"Do you know that Houyi shoots the sun?" Tan Li sighed: "It was originally a prehistoric and turbulent place, but there are rules - do not attack the heirs, or the young heirs. But why the ten suns come out at the same time, the law of heaven can't explain it. Daoist Lu Ya, press it According to the algorithm of human beings, thousands of years ago, it was the rebellious period of the Second Secondary School. He took revenge on the Heavenly Dao and attempted suicide, but he was also admitted to the intensive care unit, and his adoptive father turned into a prototype to make a nest for His Highness."

After finishing speaking, Tan Li sighed heavily, "Speaking of which, for those of us who later became spirits, the calamity also has something to do with it."

"What catastrophe are you going to experience?" Although Jia Amnesty had threatened earlier, he was still quite concerned, especially seeing the wrinkled face of the man, and asked with concern.

"Environmental protection, establishing the concept of harmonious coexistence between human beings and nature, began to be established at the end of agricultural civilization and before the enlightenment of the industrial revolution, similar to the principle that education starts from babies."

"What a foresight!" Jia Amnesty gave a thumbs up in admiration, "Then you just take the imperial examination and become an official, why are you talking about Taoist priests? If Eunuch Dai doesn't say anything, I'm afraid I have many emperors' eyes and ears around me."

"The Monster Bureau directly gave me a job title." Tan Li sighed: "But being an official makes too little money." I can't support myself, and I can't support ghosts.

"Being a national teacher is easier."

"That's right." Jia She nodded, "You have no background like you, and is your monster bureau tricking you? The household registration is that kind of remote mountain, no..." Facing Tan Li's gaze, Jia Xie waved his hand: "Of course I know that modern Guangdong is good, but what about ancient times? Except for the thirteen lines of Guangdong and a few wealthy ones, the rest are completely exiles, understand? You don't have too many township parties. Come late again A few days ago, I told Emperor Dejia that I would not be an official. Although my elder brother Jing is an official, but he takes you under his wing, well, you are a son of the prince."

"If you become a general, I can help you plan and plan."

"No, I want to be a national teacher. I hate the intrigue in the officialdom."

"..." Jia She choked, and didn't want to talk about such a deep topic with people now, so he just continued to urge people to gossip about the domineering bird before.

"That being said, can we just walk sideways? The domineering Grandpa Fusang is amazing!" Jia She felt confident, "Your weird task of going through the catastrophe is also related to the overlord Jinwu? What about Grandpa Fusang? Why don't you go through the back door?"

Tan Li looked at Jia She, who was calling each other affectionately with his grandfather, and looked a little happy in the past. He breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Because of Lu Ya's actions, the end of the Dharma era is coming. In order to calm the demons in his heart. Saints and emperors have something to do. We also have them. When they find out the rest... Hey, the three-legged Golden Crow His Highness who doesn't even have a name yet, we have to help His Highness do meritorious deeds to eliminate the sins committed by the ten-day co-born. Other than that..."

"Wait. Isn't this logic right?" Jia She was furious when he heard this, "I'm not someone who hasn't even heard of a fairy tale. When the ten suns rise at the same time, is it equivalent to a full moon?" , Catch Zhou? A baby who doesn’t even have a name, all parties tacitly agreed to promote the catastrophe of the Lich. That’s all, it’s a crime to call it that. Others pay attention to personal death, why should they have to be guilty?! "

The more Jia She said, the more angry he became, a pale golden light covered his pupils, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and there was only a sudden ghostly aura. fluttering.Tan Li, who was sitting beside him, noticed that Jia She's hostility had increased sharply, but did not notice this abnormality.

"Calm down!" Tan Li stretched out his hand to grab Jia She's wrist, and quickly raised his hand to touch the man's forehead, "Calm down!"

Seeing Jia She, who couldn't bear the Qingxin Curse and passed out, Tan Li raised his arms to embrace him, and cast a spell in the air with one hand, dispelling the yin energy around him that was visible to the naked eye.Finally Tan Li looked down at Jia She and sighed helplessly.Why is his hand so dark? He pulled out a slave ghost who did not take an unusual path and whose mood was unpredictable.

Take a look back at the Red Mansion, the resentment and ghostly aura can be transformed into reality, dispelling the purple-gold aura that Jia She should have at this moment as a human being.

Where does it look like modern...

After staring at Jia Amnesty's bruised face for a long while, Tan Li couldn't help but sigh again—he was the most obedient when he lost his memory, but now he is sharp, like a hedgehog.

Well, it's okay when you're asleep.

Tan Li took down the posted emoticons and covered Jia Amnesty with a quilt.After all, one day's experience was quite tortuous. Jia She was sleeping quite uneasy, not at all like when he lost his memory, the domineering ghost occupied the entire two beds, and even clamored for a big bed of [-] square meters. No matter how poor he was, Mr. She Living in a dilapidated house of more than [-] square meters, his family is calculated on the basis of mu, he...

Tan Li glanced sideways at the night guard servants outside the tent, and then at Jia She, who was frowning tightly. He didn't know how to activate his skills. He was a weak or strong ghost. He was very worried. He didn't leave in the end. Lie down and rest on your side.

Jia Shen sniffed the faint sandalwood beside him, gradually breathed evenly, his brows relaxed, and he had a sweet dream - with his iPad in hand, he looked like a king again and again.

A good night's sleep.

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The next day, at dawn, Tan Li heard the movement of the servants, and returned to the guest courtyard of Ning Mansion without a word.Before I had time to wash up, I heard a clear voice from outside: "That's all. I thought I was a fellow Taoist, and I invited you to do morning classes together, but unexpectedly..."

In fact, the elongated intonation at the end is too imaginative, and the purple-gold aura of the speaker is surging, turning into the image of a python.

Everything in this world has its own aura.There is no one in this aura, and the distinction between demons, ghosts, objects, etc. is only based on fate and character.

Like human beings, babies are born with white gas at first, but the breath will be determined according to the family situation of the family where they were born, as well as their fate.For example, Jia She, his father and ancestors were all the princes of the country, who fought for the country and made great achievements, so they immediately became the spirit of Zijin.This is the most precious gas besides the golden gas of the prince and grandson under the current feudal law.For example, the heirs of those drug dealers and evildoers were infected with the sins of their parents as soon as they landed, which is a gloomy atmosphere.

In addition, a person's acquired upbringing character and actions will also affect the change of breath.Like Jia She, if he really killed his mother, the purple and gold aura would disappear.

The aura can change, but it is impossible to transform into a thing.

Tan Li narrowed his eyes, ignored the obstacle of the door, and took another look.Last night, no, when we met by chance the night before, Jia Jing still had the ordinary purple-gold aura, but suddenly overnight, the aura suddenly increased?

Doesn't this world move at eight times the speed?

Tan Li was worried, he hurriedly opened the door, and looked at Jia Jing, who was stepping on the moonlight and still wearing Taoist robes.The moonlight fell on Jia Jing's body, with a faint layer of light mixed, in his demon eyes, it seemed that the boa constrictor became more and more majestic.

Today, four-clawed dragons are called "python".

Fortunately, there shouldn't be any human or demon in this world who can directly open the eyes of the sky like him with a big backer.

"Mr. Tan is really a Taoist priest?" Jia Jing looked at Tan Li, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, very unhappy, and asked in a tone of voice.He worked so hard to cooperate, Yinshi got up and dressed up, and had a discussion with fellow Taoists.Unexpectedly, the other party did not cooperate.

You know, he didn't sleep all night, and he had to go to court soon, and he had to wear court clothes in the sedan chair.

"I'm ashamed to say that my family is not a Taoist school, but its process is quite extensive and widely known to outsiders. When explaining to others, you can spend less time talking, so I said from the beginning that I am a child of Taoism." Tan Li explained with a serious face. Said: "Master Jia is also well versed in the art of Taoism, so I don't want to play tricks."

"Then what if I started to study Buddhism recently?" Jia Jing said very seriously.Recently, he has indeed been thinking about what evil he did in his previous life, which made him have such an indescribable younger brother and son.

"Then will you continue to lie to others?" At the end, Jia Jing snorted coldly and looked at Tan Li intently.

Facing Jia Jing's gaze, Tan Li's eyes were calm and calm, making Jia Jing suddenly feel as if he had punched cotton.

"Actually, I practice both Buddhism and Taoism, but Taoists don't need to be shaved." Tan Li still explained seriously: "I prefer to have hair."

Jia Jing: "..." There is no way to talk this day.

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, what? (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～

Please forgive me for the late arrival of the promised update. I went out to wander around during the festival.