Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

When Jia She heard this, he was furious!

If you don't give the red-clothed ghost a little color, you'll be sorry for him. Jia She and the four ghost kings sang K and drank beer to brag!Because his aura when he was first summoned shocked Bai Ze, the treasure of the town, he was listed as the number one dangerous person.Therefore, in the modern life of Jia She, he is literary and artistic.

The beginning established the level of his friendship with Jia Amnesty.

Even if he is weak, but the bosses taught him some experience casually, it is enough to deal with the refined brat in front of him.Moreover, Tan Li, the tree demon, must be shown, he, Jia She, is called a ghost!

Watching Jia Amnesty stop chasing and put down the box.The guards felt a chill in the air instantly.They are not afraid of ghosts, after all, the guards of the palace, even if it is a convenient promotion channel for Wu Xun's children - Long Jinwei, it is the excellent children selected by each family.Not to mention those imperial guards who guard the royal family with real swords and swords. It's not that they are self-effacing, they have seen blood on their hands.Moreover, after smoothing out some logic, knowing that serving the emperor loyally, the emperor's dragon prestige will protect them, knowing that there are good and bad ghosts, and they are no different from people.So, don't be afraid of ghosts.

However, the guards stared faintly at the red shadow under the sun that could be seen with the naked eye, and there were sharp and shrill screams that came into their ears clearly, and then looked at the man who was panting and panting, negligently. Jia She, whose face became serious, seemed to be about to make a big move, felt a little weird.

After all, they are the guards.It is their responsibility to fight and kill.But they didn't even have a chance to fight... against the cardboard people.As soon as he found something abnormal, Master Tan took action to kill it, and only the female ghost kept asking Jia She for revenge, so she was given a chance to breathe.

Hey... Decades later, I can brag about such a deed in front of my great-grandchildren. In retrospect, I can only say that I have seen it with my own eyes, and I feel regretful when I think about it.Itchy hands, very itchy.

It seemed that he had sensed that the guards were going to cut him off, and they also had doubts about his Jia Amnesty's force, which made the ghost very unhappy.

Jia Amnesty frowned when he saw that there was still a restraint that vaguely suppressed the female ghost in red blooming from the box. This did not show the real strength of his old man.So, he picked up the box and handed it to Tan Li outside the battle circle.

When the pressure of the Buddha light without the relic was suppressed, the surroundings suddenly became gloomy and cold again, and the yin energy was strong. The female ghost's figure was no longer just a red shadow, but her figure condensed into a solid body and appeared in front of everyone.She has a graceful figure and good features. She is only wearing a layer of red gauze all over her body, and she can vaguely see her graceful and fair body.Even if it is a ghost, looking at it makes people's blood surge.

With a look of resentment, the female ghost steadfastly directed at Jia She, stretched out her hand and pointed at the man's lower third: "Jia She, return my brother's life, exchange mine!"

The guards who were eager to draw their knives and tried immediately gasped and tightened their legs.This... what the hell is this!

Jia Amnesty also wanted to show his calmness in the face of danger, but when he saw him flying towards him, his nails looked like they had been practiced with nine-yin white bone claws, and they looked like daggers in his eyes, with a sharp cold light, and he still couldn't bear it. He couldn't help raising his hand to protect his little brother, bit his middle finger with one hand, raised his finger to the sky, aimed at the warm winter sun, raised his hand and drew a flywheel, and the side was sonorous and powerful: "【When the sun is hot and the sky is bright and powerful, Forgive the three poisons and sink the five desires!] Slash by the scorching sun!"

Right now, the surrounding Yang Qi is flourishing, as if the scorching sun of summer is coming, dispelling the cold of winter.

Tan Li froze, his eyes widened as he watched Jia She's words fall, like a game, a red and flaming flywheel flew towards the female ghost, seeing that the ghost had no power to resist, and was overturned immediately. He let out a shrill scream, and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the sky.

This Jia amnesty is the son of heaven, right?

Is it possible to use game skills to draw characters?

Tan Li: "..."

Guards: "..."

"I'll cut it, I'll cut it again!" Jia She looked at the female ghost who was screaming and smoking as if she was in a sea of ​​flames, and snorted coldly, "If the tiger doesn't show its power, you still treat me as a sick cat? Just now That's a warm-up exercise, you know?" The validity period is short and you need to fill in the quantity!

"Red, sun, wheel!"

—He used to play the online game Kisan with the King of Ghosts, but they couldn't handle it no matter whether it was PVP or PVE, so he became a lonely scenery party.But at any rate, he still remembered Mingjiao's ability to hide swords.One has a cat, and the other looks extravagant, which is in line with his status as Uncle Xi.

It's too stupid to use emoticons to talk to people when you are in a formal fight, you should use this kind of sounding serious fighting style!

"Finally, I will reward you with a big windmill, and the wind will come to Wushan!" Jia Amnesty did not show any mercy, and pointed his epee at the ghost's pretty face.

"Ah—" The female ghost, who was enveloped by the raging fire and couldn't stand it, looked at the sword pressing down like Mount Tai, and felt that she was overwhelmed by the pressure, and her soul was almost torn apart by the sword energy. When it was opened, even the brain felt like it was about to burst.

Just when she felt that she was getting more and more unwilling, there was a pulling force, which made her feel like a drowning child grabbing a life-saving straw.Immediately wanted to leave with him.

"Flower picker, where are you going!" Jia She pulled out the knife in the guard's hand and pointed it at the ghost's chest without hesitation, gnashing his teeth: "Tit for tat!"

After the female ghost screamed, her mind went blank, her eyes looked at Jia She with a lot of fear, and she murmured, "No, no..."

The guards subconsciously put their hands on their chests.

Seeing this, Tan Li raised his brows and couldn't care about anything else. He took a deep breath, and came to persuade him: "You can calm down. She has been refined and has no self-consciousness. Besides, the people behind the scenes are in a hurry. "

"Is it okay to let her go fishing?" Jia Amnesty asked dissatisfied.

"No." Tan Li said weakly, "I mean, don't kill me, take it back, maybe you draw a mnemonic for the ghost, and she will remember who made it?" Post a memory and just recall it?

"How do you bring it? And it doesn't mean you can't take it into the palace?"

"If you have evidence, submit it to the third division. Go to Dali Temple. The prison is guarded by Xiezhi, and ordinary evil spirits dare not enter it." Tan Li explained his own reasons without haste: "Ordinary people still think it is justice when they see the yamen. , willing to go in. If she is not willing, it means that her death has at least something to do with the yamen. Or it has something to do with the powerful. Let her lose trust in the law."

Speaking of the last sentence, Tan Li glanced at Jia She, "This anger of being wronged, you won't end it with a violent blow to the ghost?"

"Of course it's impossible, we have to uproot that little bastard behind the scenes!" Jia She was furious at the thought of the female ghost attacking his little brother directly, and dropped his voice heavily on the "root".

Afterwards, Jia Amnesty quickly made arrangements: "Come on, go and invite Master Yanhui to the gate of the palace. After we hand in the things, we will transfer to Dali Temple. I will write a petition and hand it over to the emperor..."

To make people hurry up, regardless of whether it was bumpy or not, after Jia She finished writing the letter, he looked straight at the female ghost tied up with straw by Tan Li, trying to find some clues from the person's clothing.

"This dress doesn't belong to a good family at first glance," Jia She frowned as he saw the red layer of tulle looming, "but it doesn't feel like today's style. Nowadays, rich and well-to-do people play with prostitutes' shoes and drink, wrapped in clothes." Strictly compared to those with small feet, although wealthy young masters don’t value clothes, they are of the wrong gender. Men are popular now, and they all like to follow the trend. Even if they pack, they won’t pack such an old, seventeen or eighteen-year-old kiln sister... "

Tan Li: "..."

Jia Amnesty couldn't figure it out, if he was a stand-in, he would be of the same class as him, and he hadn't heard of anyone serving good Laobang cuisine, which tastes like middle-aged and young ladies, but only young people and prostitutes.

However, this mystery was soon solved.Not only Master Yanhui was interested in the refining female ghost, but also Emperor Dejia came.

"Uncle, uncle." Jia Zhen shook Jia She's shoulders with both hands, excitedly: "Open my eyes, I want to see, I want to see! Father promised me."

Jia Jing cut Jia Zhen's eyes hard, "You forgot what the masters said, the eight characters are light..."

Emperor Dejia raised his hand to stop Jia Jing, and protected Jia Zhen, "I am here, so many masters are here, and they are all here. Seeing it now is better than going to catch ghosts out of curiosity in the future."

Jia Zhenfei hid behind Emperor Dejia, poked his head out, and smiled smugly at his father.

Jia Jing: "..."

"Brother, don't be angry." Jia She rubbed his eyes vigorously, he suddenly had the illusion of a strict father and loving mother, and pulled Raja Jing's arm, pulled him aside and sat down, then glanced at Tan Li.

Tan Li got up silently and cast a spell.As soon as he cast the spell, he heard a scream "Ghost!" Then he turned his head and saw that Jia Zhen was already nestled in his father's arms, shivering all over.

Everyone: "..."

"Zhen'er, you're really cowardly like this." Jia She twitched the corner of his mouth and patted the person on the back, "Don't be afraid, uncle will take it in."

"No... It's not that there are beautiful ghosts, this... why are they all so ugly, and... still bleeding." Jia Zhen still nestled in Jia Jing's arms, not daring to look up, stammering.

"Nonsense, hit me." While speaking, Jia Amnesty made comparisons and pictures to everyone, and told the wonderful process of how he subdued the ghost, and also explained his confusion.

"After the ghost dies, she keeps the clothes she had before she died." Jia Jing said, his face darkened, he looked at the female ghost in only one dress, looked at Jia Amnesty, and frowned: "You never thought about spending time in Push it forward?"

"Going forward, bro, how old am I? From the very beginning, she said that Jia She was willing to accept her life." Jia She said plausibly, "I was able to entertain guests in the brothel only after I had Hu'er. At most , It’s been a waste of time for two or three years.”

"Listen, you're quite obedient." Jia Jing heard the words and sighed, looked down at his son who was still in his arms, and rubbed his head, "If you are afraid, go out first."

"No." Jia Zhen looked up at Jia Jing, squinted her eyes, and always felt that his father's attitude was not right, "Father, could it be your old friend? Are you mistaken for Uncle She?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became colder.

After burning a stick of incense, Jia Amnesty looked at the nephew who had been beaten into a pitiful little one, rubbed his head, and comforted him: "Your father is not bad, he doesn't hit people in the face. Look at your uncle, I only hit in the face."

Jia Zhen was sobbing, "He must have become angry from embarrassment, he must know him."

"That's right, I know." Jia Jing met the treacherous eyes of everyone in the room, seeing that his son would rather die than go out, so he could only sigh, and said: "15 years ago, Shuntian Mansion cracked a case of abduction and trafficking, destroyed a prostitute, and specially provided High-ranking officials and dignitaries provide prostitutes who molest young girls. The prostitutes wear this kind of clothes. Because red can stimulate people."

"She—" Jia She was just surprised, pointed at the struggling female ghost, and said, "Young girl?"

"Then how do I know? Uncle took me there when he was arrested, just to let me understand that sex and bribery are the lowest level of immortal jumping, and some sex, addiction, and love are just in vain." Jia Jing said with a smile on his face. A strong look of disgust.

"That said, I also remembered." Emperor De Jia's face was not very good-looking.If his nature comes, there are all kinds of women in the harem, and even men can have them if they want to.However, he is not good at backdoors.For women, there are also standards for the draft, and those who are not popular will not be kept until the end.After all, for those who can only be viewed from a distance but cannot be touched up close, it costs money to raise a palace, so it is better to reject them from the beginning.

But that prostitute, regardless of gender, the younger the better, there are even babies, and there are whips and candles, all kinds of strange sex aids.

All challenged the emperor's imagination of sex.

Emperor Dejia glanced at the female ghost, it was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and said in a deep voice: "Take out the case file and look it up again. Back then, this matter was checked back and forth, and it was finally on the remnant of the previous court. Now..."

"It's frightening to think about it carefully." Jia Zhen said weakly.

Jia Amnesty looked at his hands, wanting to hit Jia Zhen.He has the courage to grab the emperor's lines, but he is afraid of a ghost.

Master Yanhui, who had been silent at the side, nodded emphatically when he heard the words, "If that's the case, then it's time to deal with the poor monk's uncle who was expelled from the school. He wholeheartedly wants to use the fortune of the country to practice in order to live forever. "

Jia Zhen was startled and curious: "Is there really immortality? Then..."

"Don't be bored to death!" Jia Amnesty covered Jia Zhen's mouth and said every word with force.

"Woooo..." Jia Zhen struggled to get rid of the person's hand, "Uncle, why are you robbing me? You can ask, but I can't ask? I just want to ask if immortality will keep you young and beautiful forever? Otherwise , a handful of old bones are crispy, and even a pig's trotter can't be chewed."

"You are young and beautiful, do you also want to pursue immortality?" Jia She rolled his eyes angrily, Dumiao really didn't have the consciousness of self-survival.

"That's not going to work. If I live forever, I will definitely have to take my parents and uncle with me. Otherwise, who will give me homework and plan what to do tomorrow? Then I will be bored to death. I sleep every day and no one eats and drinks with me. .”

After finishing speaking, Jia Zhen smiled flatteringly at Emperor Dejia, "And you, Father, will live forever, long live long live."

"Hehe." Emperor De Jia rolled his eyes unreservedly, "I have no interest in cultivating immortals."