Why does the shark I picked bite people?

Although the sky is bright outside, the light in the room in front of me is a bit dim, but it is very warm.That's because there are countless white gauzes hanging from the roof.The gauze is lighter than the wind, fluttering slightly with the misty air, although it is white gauze, but I don't know what kind of material it is made of, the tentacles are slightly cool, and there is a pearly color flowing between the floating.

Cheng Jiao brushed aside a layer of white gauze and walked forward, only to find that although the room was in the center of the courtyard, it was not the main hall.There are neither chairs for the Eight Immortals nor paintings in the central hall. There is a huge coral ornament in the middle of the room, which shines red and is reflected on the surrounding white gauze.To the left of the coral is a tea table. There is a cup full of tea on the table, which looks like it has just been poured.Cheng Jiao walked to the back of Shan Shan, where there was a desk, Shang Bieyun sat on the chair behind the desk, whether he was sitting or not, he leaned on the back of the chair, put his head against the screen behind the desk, and closed his eyes , with one hand hanging down, the other resting on his forehead, rubbing the center of his brow.The azure blue sleeves are winding on the ground, entangled with the white gauze, and the coral light filtered by the white gauze, dancing with the gauze, seems to have life, swimming slowly on his body and face.

Fairyland in dreams.Cheng Jiao was stunned, these four words flashed through his mind.

Hearing Cheng Jiao's footsteps, Shang Bieyun half-opened his eyes, and glanced at him through the cracks in his fingers: "There are not many chairs here, you can sit at the tea table. Don't use the cup from Youyu. Others Feel free to pour yourself a drink."

Cheng Jiao obediently complied, but didn't go. He went to the back of the desk and looked at the painting with great interest.

On the table was an unfinished map of Yingzhou on the sea, only the reefs were dotted with thick ink, and the water was not yet drawn.It's just that from the dots of ink, it can also be seen that the author's writing power is profound, not inferior to famous artists.

Seeing that Cheng Jiao was very interested, Shang Bieyun asked, "Can you Danqing?"

Cheng Jiao stared at the painting and nodded: "I have learned it, but I can't draw well, far worse than this one."

Shang Bieyun breathed out his nose: "Cut, the literati are sour. I just drew a few broken stones, and I can see what is good."

He suddenly became interested again, stood up straight, and pulled Cheng Jiao: "Let's go, let's go, Shanghai Yingzhou, the key point is of course the sea, let me show you something."

Cheng Jiao showed embarrassment, as if he thought it would be disrespectful to touch the master's painting without permission, but seeing Shang Bieyun's high-spirited expression, and seemed to be very familiar with the master, he didn't say anything, just kept silent Standing behind Shangbieyun.

Shang Bieyun hastily rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, randomly picked out a pen that still had some ink remaining, dipped it in water, tried several colors on the ink felt, and behaved quite differently.Cheng Jiao saw that his big sleeve slipped off his elbow little by little, and it was about to be swept into a puddle of ink. He quickly grabbed the piece of fabric of the cuff with his eyes and hands, and simply stood behind Shang Bieyun, covering him for him. Grab the sleeves.

Shang Bieyun didn't realize it, and after adjusting the shade to his satisfaction, he held his breath, hung his wrist on the paper, and was about to write.Cheng Jiao also held his breath and stared sideways.

After a while, a drop of light ink slowly condensed from the nib of the pen, trembling slightly, it was about to fall to the paper, and it became a blur.Cheng Jiao couldn't help but glanced at Shangbieyun, he was still staring at the half painting in front of him, he didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't intend to write.

"If you ruin my picture today, you will buy ten hairpins to compensate me."

Shang Bieyun was startled, and his subordinates couldn't help shaking.Cheng Jiao kept staring at the nib of the pen, and saw the drop of ink falling from the nib, onto the reef in the painting, and fainted.

He felt apprehensive and looked behind him.

A woman came out from behind the screen, wearing a smoke-colored dress, with a gown of moon cage veil loosely draped over her shoulders, her hair was loosely tied up in a bun, and her broken hair was hanging on her cheeks like a cloud of smoke, her eyes were water-colored, her cheeks It was still slightly red, like her voice, revealing the charm of sleepiness.

Cheng Jiao has seen many beauties, but none of them are as enchanted as the woman in front of him, and he can't move his eyes away.

When the woman saw Cheng Jiao, she suddenly seemed to see something novel, the drowsiness in her eyes instantly disappeared, and she couldn't care about her own painting anymore. She ran up to Cheng Jiao, showing a canine tooth with a smile, showing a bit of coquettishness Qiaolai: "This is the kid you were talking about yesterday?" While talking, she squeezed Cheng Jiao's face, then turned to Shang Bieyun and said, "You are so handsome. You are still so clingy."

Only then did Cheng Jiao come to his senses, and found that he was still tugging on Shang Bieyun's sleeve, and hurriedly let go, blushing all the way to his neck, avoiding the woman's hand.

Shang Bieyun folded his hands behind his back, quietly clutching the picture on the desk behind his back into his palm, and said calmly, "Hui Niang, I only mentioned it to you yesterday. I encountered some situations on the way here this morning, and I might have to talk to you about it." There are some discrepancies that I agreed with you yesterday."

Cheng Jiao's heart moved and he pricked up his ears to listen.

Hui Niang looked from his side, and pulled the painting out of his hand: "Forget about being petty, I just ask you to pay me ten hairpins, how much can it cost?"

There was a rattling sound of plates at the door.Cong Yin came in with a tray with several plates of snacks on it, and stood at the door in a daze.

Shang Bieyun quickly explained: "No, no, Hui Niang is just joking, we won't really make us pay."

Hui Niang smiled sweetly at Cong Yin: "Oh, little Cong Yin, we meet again." Then she tiptoed and patted Shang Bieyun on the shoulder: "I want gold."

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Cong Yin was sitting on the ground beside the tea table. There were a row of plates on the floor. She had a dim sum in each hand, and her mouth was full. Eat back.Master Cheng Jiao stood beside the tea table, rolled his eyes when he saw her choking, couldn't see it, and poured her a cup of tea.

The only two chairs are Shangbieyun and Huiniang.Shang Bieyun was using that oily jade teacup, the tea in it was already completely cold, and he didn't even take a sip.He told Hui Niang what happened from yesterday to today in detail, and Hui Niang listened with piercing eyes, like listening to a book.

Hui Niang listened to everything, held her chin in a daze, and frowned tightly.Hearing so many things in a short period of time does take a while to digest.Shang Bieyun took a sip of the cold tea in front of him, waiting for her to think slowly.

Hui Niang suddenly turned her head and said to Cheng Jiao, "Take off your pants and let me see."

The cup in Cheng Jiao's hand shattered in an instant, and the tea poured all over his shoe, but he didn't care about it, and turned his head to look at Hui Niang and Shang Bieyun in astonishment.

Shang Bieyun shrugged, and gave him a look of "Look, I'll just say it's a matter of course".

Hui Niang is still puzzled: "I haven't seen a hybrid before, and the face is no different from us, really it doesn't even have a long tail?"

Shang Bieyun drank his tea and nodded.

Hui Niang was amazed: "It's amazing," she suddenly thought of something, and patted Cheng Jiao's head: "Don't be sad, don't feel inferior, disability is nothing, anyway, I think it's pretty good, and I'm quite envious."

You can say anything as long as you don't let you take off your pants.Cheng Jiao lowered his head and obediently gave way.

Shang Bieyun put down his cup: "Okay, these are trivial details, the most urgent thing is that you and I need to take a trip together."

Hui Niang readily agreed: "No problem, I just stayed at home for many days and didn't go out. Just wait for me, I'll make fun of myself."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked to the table opposite the tea table.Only then did Cheng Jiao realize that there was a table opposite and a bronze mirror on the table, but there was nothing else.The reason why I only noticed it now is because this table is too inconspicuous compared with other decorations in the house.She said she was making a fool of herself, could this be a dressing table?But also too plain.Even ordinary girls who don't like to dress up have at least two boxes of powder and rouge.Could it be that she has a natural beauty and doesn't like these things?

With that in mind, Hui Niang yelled after she sat down, "Miao—Miao! Don't eat! I want to go out!"

Miaomiao fell fast this time, holding an iron box in one hand and wiping her mouth with the other, trotting over: "Here comes the girl." She came to the dressing table and put down the iron box.

Hui Niang breathed on her fingers and wiped the oil from the corner of Miaomiao's mouth.Miaomiao didn't bother to thank her, so she took out a thick felt glove from her skirt and put it on, and opened the lower drawer of the iron box. It turned out that there was a drawer of silver charcoal in it, which was still burning and glowing red. As soon as the drawer was opened, the temperature in the room rose faintly.

Miaomiao dialed the charcoal: "I told the kitchen that the girl might go out today, and they made it fresh." Then she closed the lower drawer and opened the upper one.There was an iron mouse-like thing in it, with a triangular iron plate on the bottom and an arched iron bar on top, like a handle.

Miaomiao took off the gloves and handed them to Hui Niang, who put on the gloves and lifted the iron piece.

Cheng Jiao was confused, looked at Shangbieyun and Congyin, one looked at the book case, the other looked down at the toes, it didn't look strange.But Hui Niang put the back of her hand close to the iron sheet, tested the temperature, and then pressed the iron sheet to her face expressionlessly facing the bronze mirror.

Cheng Jiao stood up in panic, bumped his legs against the tea table, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, but he couldn't make any other sounds.The smell of burning flesh came from the room, Cheng Jiao looked around in panic, Shang Bieyun was still looking at the book case, Cong Yin was still staring at his toes, Miaomiao squatted beside Hui Niang with her head down, packing the iron box.

As if it was a fantasy that only he could see, the girl who was talking and laughing at Yanyan was expressionlessly facing the mirror, using a red-hot iron sheet to dress herself.

Hui Niang tore off the iron sheet from her face, and her face was already covered in blood.She held up the iron sheet and looked at her face in front of the bronze mirror, looking from side to side, like a little girl who just finished her makeup, looking at herself in the mirror, looking very carefully.

Just looking at it, as if suddenly remembering that there are guests in the room, he suddenly turned around, with a bloody face, smiled at someone who didn't know, and asked: "It happens that you two are here today, show me quickly, what is this?" This time, it’s not the same as before, is it?”