Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

The Dragon King of the East China Sea's eyes sank when he heard the words, and cast spells on the three thousand realms of the story book with the dragon scales he had been holding tightly in his hands. He watched the entire three thousand realms be enveloped by golden light in an instant, hazyly leaving no one under the saint. Only after being able to distinguish which side of the world was he silently heaving a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to look at the person who came.His face is like powder, his lips are painted vermilion, his eyes are radiant, his body is one foot and six feet long, he steps on a hot wheel, holds a circle of heaven and earth in his hand, and is wearing a hunting silk.

"Dragon King of the East China Sea, even in the Three Thousand Realms of the Lower Realm, there are laws of operation, how can you act recklessly!"

"Ahem..." The Dragon King of the East China Sea stroked his gray beard, coughed several times, and then slowly opened his mouth with a smile: "Hey, isn't this the third prince of Nezha? He is really a good boy, Tian Tiao You learned the covenant well!"

—Thousands of years ago, His Royal Highness Lu Ya committed suicide, Hongjun Daozu appeared in Zixiao Palace, and the six saints joined forces to rescue and make a covenant.The first paragraph of Article [-] of the General Provisions stipulates that beings in the Three Realms must not interfere with the three thousand realms of the storybook and let them develop.

As an old dragon who was despised and bowed his knees and lost his pride, how could he not memorize these covenants clearly?But the way of heaven is ruthless, the creatures favored by heaven are not restrained, and the ocean resources are exhausted.

He, the leader of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas and the leader of the Sea Clan, can only follow in the footsteps of His Highness.

While thinking about it, the Dragon King of the East China Sea couldn't help but look towards the lower realm. Hearing the cheers and noises that seemed to be wafting back from his ears, a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Finally, there is one more kind thing to report.

In the past, when things hurt the same kind, his father protected a drop of His Highness' blood.After he inherited the throne, he sneaked into the treasures of heaven and earth to raise them. After all, he secretly searched for his son's dragon soul, and didn't let the dragon be a bullshit canopy star.The incomplete dragon souls have all been searched and recuperated, so what if there is one more that cannot be tolerated by the world.

It's all against the rules.

Even though His Highness Tenth Prince's drop of blood turned into essence and ran away later, His Highness Lu Ya still sheltered his child and repaired the Dragon Soul.

Jia Zhen in the story book "Dream of Red Mansions" was carefully selected by him.Ethics and morality will be criticized, but dragons are inherently sexual, lewd, and murderers and arsonists are all golden belts. Why would he wrong his own children.There is a title, there is a patriarch, and you can live wantonly behind closed doors.

"Dream of Red Mansions" is not over, and the Jia family has not made it clear that they ransacked their homes. Even in the reincarnation of the whole life, his children will still live in wealth and wanton.

That's enough.

"Ao Guang, why do you have to be so eccentric?" Li Jing arrived with the heavenly soldiers and generals. Hearing this, he looked at Ao Guang who was standing in the clouds, looking old and angry, and shouted in a deep voice: " Your son is already a Huagai star, but you took the opportunity to change your fate against the sky and sent your son into the three thousand realms of the storybook. "

Li Jing felt that he was as good as a friend in the past, and he spoke earnestly, "Don't talk about killing the dragon, so the life expectancy is approaching!"

"Yeah, with Thunder God and Lightning Mother, even the talents can't be used anymore, only clouds and rain are left, hahaha!" The Dragon King of the East China Sea laughed "puchi" when he heard the words, and the sound of the dragon's chant rang across the entire Jiuzhong in an instant. God, the voice was full of mourning, and suddenly there was a rampant sneer. Let other gods see it, and always feel that the Dragon King of the East China Sea has a faint tendency to be possessed.But as the sound of the dragon's chant came to the ears, all the gods felt as if their hearts were being squeezed tightly, like a balloon that was about to burst, and they couldn't help trembling all over. There was a surge of fear.

The gods present could feel this state more and more. They felt that their heartbeat stopped for an instant, their whole body trembled, and even their knees uncontrollably wanted to kneel down and worship piously.

"You..." Li Jing's eyes widened, and it was rare for him to be distracted. He hurriedly drove the Linglong Pagoda and flew towards the Dragon King of the East Sea who was still singing.

Originally, they were a little old, with white hair, and deep wrinkles on their faces. Even the two dragon horns were rough and dry, as if they could be broken by a strong wind.

But now, like a dead tree rejuvenating, with the dragon chant, the Dragon King of the East China Sea seems to have changed into a dragon.Although it is still in human form, but the figure seems to be a little taller, and even the appearance is more stern and beautiful.

"Where is the evildoer, how dare you..."

"Monster?" The Dragon King, who had changed his appearance greatly, raised his hand and patted upon hearing the words. He interrupted Li Jing's words with applause, and said in an aggressive tone, "What a monster! On the former site of the Demon Emperor's Heavenly Court, the words of swearing turned out to be Monster? Are you sleeping soundly? Do you think that the little Golden Crow didn’t die fast enough? Or do you think it’s good for the little Golden Crow to die, anyway, the artificial sun is enough?”

"Presumptuous, don't talk nonsense!" Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, raised his gun, and stabbed.

"This seat still lacks a lotus root salad, which is just right." Not only did the Dragon King not dodge the famous Linglong Pagoda, he even grabbed Nezha's neck with ease, as if grabbing something casually, with a clear tone With a cold voice: "In the past, my son was skinned and cramped, and Ao Guang's dragon scale was pulled out. This account should be settled."

Nezha's heart trembled violently. He really wanted to say that he had eviscerated his bones to return his father, and cut his flesh back to his mother. He really wanted to say that he helped Zhou destroy the merchants. He...had repaid all the things he committed when he was young. .But when the eyes saw the other person's expression, they suddenly didn't know where to start.

The heavenly soldiers and generals present: "..."

In the middle of the confrontation, there is a shining purple light of the saint coming.He stood still, looked intently, with a suspicious look on his face, and called out, "Zu... Fellow Daoist Zulong?"

Zulong, the first dragon in the world, is like Yuanfeng and Qilin. It is a natural beast with immeasurable strength.Even if it should be robbed, the ancestor dragon will walk more uniquely than the other beasts, day and day, leaving behind the legend of "dragons are inherently obscene".

"Don't worry, Xiaotongtian, I don't have the ability to resurrect the dead, and I don't have such a good master. After all, how capable they are! Now the honest dragon has been forced to death, and Ao Guang sacrificed to restore his ancestors. This is repeated again and again. Knowing that you have well-developed limbs and a simple mind, and you can’t understand it, let’s make it simpler and more popular, and you will soon return to the chaotic period.” The corner of Zulong’s mouth was curled, with coldness and sarcasm, and he was very refreshing He explained the whole story clearly, and reminded him incidentally: "After the chaos, Pangu will open up the world. You should understand this, right?"

"Well, Yuanfeng gave birth to two sons and died completely. I don't have such great maternal love as him. I put [-]% of my energy on this dead egg and gave it to my great-great-great-great-grandson. The great-great-great-grandchildren have been carefully raised from generation to generation, and they have finally grown up. The infancy is long and weak, as fragile as an ant."

Zu Long narrowed his eyes, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "It's a pity that the dragon is sitting at home, and the disaster comes from the sky. Ao Guang complained that there is no way to injustice, and then a canopy star who gave alms afterward? What kind of shit is that. The flooding of Chentang Pass is considered a dragon clan? But it doesn’t matter, this seat is the first dragon in the world, and my son is the last dragon in the world. The dragon tendons are gone, and when he dies, the entire sea clan begins to perish. But this seat will also be reborn."

The words became a little more serious, and Zulong squinted at more and more gods: "Speaking of which, I am quite grateful to human beings, and thank you lucky ones for pouring and throwing so many dirty things into the sea water. Even Spreading the Tao, even filming a TV series, all carry private goods. Donghai hurts nature and justice, and also implicates innocent people, so Nezha is a little hero; Mazu preaches, Donghai is a villain; Monkey King is going to rob the Hai Clan. I just want to know, is there a Donghai, or even a good Hai Clan? Even the little princess of the West Sea and Yang Jian have to come to a feudal old-fashioned image of tearing down mandarin ducks, and finally become I'm sorry."

"It's just Ao Guang, who was bullied by you so much that he even pulled out his dragon scales. He is still patient and protects..." Zulong squinted at the sky, and said in a light tone: "It's a pity, it's a pity. Saint Do not interfere with the way of heaven, and you must not violate the rules of heaven and the covenant, just watch the remaining dragon soul disappear. Let us go to death together."

"Fellow Daoist Zulong, isn't this like your temper?" Tong Tian's face darkened when he heard this.If Zulong can be reasonable and calm, maybe the calamity will be postponed for tens of thousands of years, and it will be resolved peacefully.

"I can't help it, Master Tongtian." Zu Long raised Nezha, who had been pinched in his hand, and the corner of his mouth was cracked almost wildly, but his face was full of fear, with a meaningful tone, and said: " Tanggu is outside the East China Sea, and the Golden Crow comes out together. This seat hurts its kind, so it is more convenient to self-destruct, what do you think?

"Let you return to the embrace of God the Father, and may God bless you." Zulong smiled, "I am not allowed to change jobs? The Western Dragon is suitable for me."

"you……"

"This Zulong, announce to the Three Realms that your father is back! Come to the East China Sea to eat lotus root, watch a play and chase birds, haha... no, there is a villain's exclusive laughter, jie jie jie jie."

Tong Tian almost spat out a mouthful of old blood stimulated by these words, and directly turned into a rainbow and chased Zulong away.With Zulong's seniority, he knew his favorite bird—Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

As Tongtian left, all the gods present fell into a long period of sluggishness. What happened?

Two flowers bloomed, each representing a branch, and everyone around the execution ground in the red building was also stunned, unbelievable, and fell into silence.

As the thunder struck down one by one, the monk Laitou was so frightened that he shrank his body and quickly chanted a spell to escape from the execution ground.

"He ran to the underground sewer." Jia Amnesty held Jia Zhen who was struggling to escape with one hand, and said hastily.It's strange to say that when he opened his eyes, he drew pictures of eye exercises, which caused his eyesight to be poor.

The wind was howling, and the wind and sand had turned the entire execution ground into a gray area. In addition to the countless figures, he still saw the direction in which Monk Lai Tou was escaping at a glance.

Tan Li, who had already lifted the sword in his hand, nodded. Before leaving, he glanced at Jia Amnesty thoughtfully, then glanced at Jia Zhen who was held in his arms, his eyes narrowed.The sound of thunder just now, in addition to the murderous power of thunder, was more blessed.

"Be careful." Jia Amnesty said worriedly, seeing the moment when the person left without hesitation, he suddenly felt a little guilty.If he had studied seriously at the beginning, even if he could only show his strength, he could still go together.At least, it's no problem to make up the knife and touch the corpse.

Four of the guards also followed and left, and the rest surrounded the uncle and nephew, with nervous faces, guarding carefully.

"Uncle Xie, are we not going?" Jia Zhen looked at the sky, which is now clear, and asked hopefully, "Are there really demons, ghosts, and gods in this world?"

"Yes!" Jia Amnesty replied, jokingly chatting with others, so as not to think about things, "If you study hard and do good deeds, you might become a god in your next life."

"You're not sincere at all." Jia Zhen was dissatisfied, looking at the talismans on the table that hadn't had time to clean up, and couldn't help thinking about it, and said happily, "If I can choose the position of the immortal, let me follow along Great Sage, no, just be like Nezha, then I will do many good things and study hard.”

"What you're thinking about is not Nezha's strength, but the master who protects him behind him, right?" Jia She patted Jia Zhen's forehead, cleaned up the table, fixedly looked at those serious talismans, and sighed : "Since I've thought about it, let's be bigger. I think it's better to be a Sanqing, like Tongtian, even if you die, and open another world. If Hongjun Daozu finds out, don't you take him back to confinement? "Feng Shen Yan Yi" "Although it didn't say it clearly, there must be nothing else."

"Being a saint is too hard, and he was beaten by his brothers." Jia Zhen shook her head, "And his powerful sects are gone. To put it inappropriately, the end is not the same as that of my uncle? It's better to be that uncle." What kind of Peacock Daming King, like the Dapeng bird brother in Journey to the West, swallowed the Buddha, and then became a Bodhisattva, without even needing ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties."

"Hey..." Jia She pulled out his tone and sighed, "That's right. Of course, we are also thinking about the pancakes baked by the Empress of the Eastern Palace."

While talking, Jia Amnesty looked at the person who appeared at the door who didn't know when, raised his hand to poke Jia Zhen who was still dreaming, and reminded: "You still have to think about how to explain to your father when you go back."

"Explain what?" Jia Zhen was stunned.

"There was thunder, and he ran out to act wildly. He also recited mantras, and mispronounced the old man's favorite Sanqing, which is disrespectful."

"But he didn't hit me either, which means that either there are no ghosts or gods, or I am loved by everyone, and Taishang Laojun also likes me."

"Look up at your father!" Hearing this, Jia She felt distressed, "I've never seen a bastard like you who has no desire to live."