The whole heaven is watching Lao Tzu fall in love [Red Mansion]

Jia Lang's eyes widened suddenly, and he knew who the person in front of him was almost instantly.He blinked in disbelief, and said in surprise, "Yan Wang?"

King Yan glanced at him with a half-smile, and sat down on the red sandalwood throne inlaid with mud and brocade with a girdle set in the room, without treating himself as an outsider at all.As soon as he stretched out his hand, a little ghost with him hurriedly brought up a cup of fragrant tea with white mist curling up, and carefully put it in the master's hand.She also stood on the side attentively, fanning the wind, for fear that this master would feel a little uncomfortable.

As Jia Lang watched, another thought came to his mind.

This King of Hades seems to be more like a phoenix egg than Erfang's phoenix egg... Isn't this treatment too good?

Obviously, he is definitely not the only one who has this idea, all the gods in the sky are biting their small handkerchiefs and whimpering, very sad.

【It is also a god, why does the King of Hades have tens of thousands of ghosts to serve him, and he can take a vacation in the world when he is fine? 】

【This seat also wants to take a vacation...】

【This seat also wants this kind of treatment...】

【My cowherd is not connected to the Internet yet...】

Yan Wang raised his eyes slightly, and his coquettish eyes that were almost sharp glanced at him, which instantly made the gods in the sky shudder.It seems that through the vast distance between the sky and the earth, they all felt the cold breath from the underworld.

Only then did he nod his head in satisfaction, bowed his head to sip his tea, and incidentally expressed his dissatisfaction with the melon-eating crowd in the sky.

"You guys are too noisy."

Taishang Laojun almost pulled his beard off, and said angrily:

[This seat is an elder!elder!Couldn't your words be more polite? 】

"No," Yan Wang said proudly, "otherwise I will go on strike."

The group of dissatisfied gods suddenly fell silent.

The profession of King of Hades is really not something that can be done just by saying it - since the prehistoric times, Jiuchongtian has given birth to such a god with a decisive breath of death in his nature.Therefore, he entered the underworld and became the ruler of the ghost world, handling thousands of life and death matters of mortals every day, guiding ghosts to reincarnate, and taking charge of the order of life and death in the world.

There is a lot of work, but this King of Hades does it very well, and he can spare some time to stick to his hobbies from time to time-watching ghost movies.

That's right, what he prefers the most is to leisurely appreciate the underworld scenes imagined by mortals, surrounded by ghosts.

As soon as Jia Lang sat down next to him, he felt the breath around him eased a lot, thinking that the King of Hades took away the cold air he brought from the underworld.He nodded at Jia Lang, and said: "The woman will be reincarnated as a lady from an official family in her next life, and she will marry a son of a noble family, but the two of them also agree in love, and they have two sons, and this life is safe."

Jia Lang knew that he was talking about the beauty just now, and he felt a little more comforted in his heart, nodded and said: "I really have to thank Hades for helping me with this matter."

"It's not a problem," Yan Wang said, "I'm just here to see something new." He has never seen anyone self-inflicted, and he is really curious.

Jia Lang: ...

The painting style of Hades seems to be a bit wrong!

He just didn't know how to deal with the master's divine words, but he heard a soft groan from the bed in the room, and Shi Xiangming, who had fainted from fright, slowly sat up with his forehead propped up.The little eyes were really confused, and his face was full of puzzlement and surprise.

"Why did I fall asleep?" He murmured, and wiped his eyes vigorously with his hands, wiping off all the mist that condensed into teardrops in the eye sockets, and printed several on the surface of the brocade quilt. Small dots of slightly darker colour.The young master who had just woken up was yawning, his misty eyes were round and round, and he seemed to have the urge to pinch him.

"It hurts!" Shi Xiangming whispered, looking at the person in front of him aggrievedly, "Why pinch me?"

It was only then that Jia Lang realized that he had unknowingly realized the idea just now, and for a moment he smiled embarrassingly.But his subordinates were not polite, turned the tender flesh of those cheeks into pink, and then smiled and said: "Why did you come to find me today?"

"Why, I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?" Shi Xiangming said arrogantly, and after a while, he moved his little head over mysteriously, and asked softly in Jia Lang's ear, "I heard that I am on good terms with you." Prince Jing's son, was born really good-looking?"

Jia Lang: ...

"You're here again." He was quite helpless, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "When will this problem of face control be corrected, and besides, it is impossible for him to be a model with you obediently."

At any rate, he is also one of the most powerful gods in the sky. Although it is still to be verified which great god it is, but... asking him to cooperate with a mortal in painting, I'm afraid it will not be possible, right?

Which mortal has such a big face?

When Shi Xiangming heard this, his originally cheerful face immediately dimmed a bit, and his small face looked miserable and full of displeasure.Until his eyes swept across the outer room, Lord Yama who was looking at him with great interest, his eyes widened immediately, and in an instant, pink flowers seemed to burst out from his whole body.

Jia Lang suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

In the next second, this premonition successfully turned into reality - Shi Xiangming rushed over from the bed without thinking, staring straight at the old man sitting on the chair with a pair of sparkling eyes, and said excitedly: "This Young master, I see that you have an outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament, which is really fascinating at first sight. Do you have the willingness to let me draw you into the painting?"

Jia Lang: ...

He knew it.

He couldn't help but glanced at the King of Hades a few times, for fear that the other party would lose his temper if he was offended for a while.After all, I mentioned it when I heard the gossip of the gods before, that King Hades was quite handsome, but he was very taboo to bring up this topic.Every time I heard these words, I had to beat that person violently before giving up.

In order to protect Shi Xiangming's personal safety, Jia Lang silently summoned a group of gods in his heart, and prepared to bring Shi Xiangming back as soon as Hades made a move.

However, unexpectedly, Lord Yan just put his hand on his chin and thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Okay."

His appearance is very outstanding, and his smile should make people feel breathtaking, but Jia Lang only felt the coolness from the thin lips of the other party's beautiful color, and couldn't help hugging his hands for a moment. The arm shuddered.He silently glanced at Shi Xiangming next to him, and found that the child's eyes were fixed on the other's white skin that was almost dazzling, and he was about to shed tears.

...It looked really stupid, so Jia Lang silently took a step back and kept a little distance from him.

King Yan kept his word, leaned lazily on the chair, propped his chin up and stared at Shi Xiangming, who had pink eyes and heart.That look reminded Jia Lang inexplicably of a cheetah that was hunting.But the latter didn't notice it, and he quickly found the rice paper, and then he took out the charcoal that never left his body from his sleeve, and drew the outline on the paper like flying.After sketching, I took a brush and dipped it in paint, and applied it stroke by stroke without even lifting my head.

Jia Lang turned his head to look, and on the paper was a handsome figure in a red robe. Against the background of the clothes, the skin became thinner and whiter, a white without any vitality.But those eyebrows and eyes seemed to have ink suddenly poured into a glass of water, so rich that it was impossible to look away.Even Jia Lang looked at him, and couldn't help gasping for such beauty. When he turned his head to look at Shi Xiangming again, his expression was unprecedentedly serious, and he didn't even give Jia Lang a glimmer of light. There is no sign of being tempted by this beauty.

Jia Lang thought highly of the child, but after finishing the painting, Shi Xiangming put down the brush, his eyes couldn't be removed from Yan Wang's body, and he couldn't wait and said seriously: "Beauty, what do you think?" ?”

beauty......

beautiful......

people......

Jia Lang felt that he had been petrified, and then drifted away with the wind.

Not only Jia Lang was shocked, but even the gods widened their eyes, ready to rescue him in the next second.Unexpectedly, Lord Yan just nodded his head slightly, which was regarded as his answer.

Now, it was the other gods' turn to stare.

[Is there something wrong with my eyes?Why hasn't the King of Hades made a move yet? 】

【Is he still the King of Hades I knew? 】

[No, no, definitely not.The King of Hades I know should have wiped out that person by now...]

Jia Lang swallowed, and carefully glanced at Hades' face.The evildoer in the red robe didn't show any signs of anger, he just lowered his head slightly and glanced at the painting that Shi Xiangming held up high as if offering a treasure.

"good."

His bright thin lips parted slightly, and he spit out the two words calm and breezy, but Shi Xiangming was so excited that the hairs on his head were all raised, and he almost turned around three times.He kept asking: "Really? Do you really think it's good? That's really good!"

Jia Lang knew for the first time that this child had the attributes of a loyal dog.

Until Yan Wang was about to leave, Shi Xiangming was still holding on to his bright red sleeve embroidered with dark flowing patterns, and after talking for a long time, he blushed and said: "If you don't mind, I will paint this painting How about sending it to you?"

Yan Wang raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, and stretched out his hand to put the painting in his sleeve.

Shi Xiangming breathed a sigh of relief, thought about it and asked cautiously: "Then... After that, can I still invite you to paint?"

Hades glanced at his round face and those clear eyes, the little boy looked at him eagerly, with a look of anticipation on his face.So he nodded and said lightly: "After that, I will go find you alone."

After finishing speaking, he walked straight out of the yard, turned a corner and disappeared from sight.

Jia Lang sent him away, and when he turned his head to look, he realized that Shi Xiangming was standing firmly in place like a statue, and said in a daze: "He is so beautiful, I have never seen such a beautiful person... ..”

However, in Jia Lang's heart, it was another matter entirely.He stared at Shi Xiangming, stretched out his hands and shook his shoulder vigorously, and asked quite seriously: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Why do you ask this?" Shi Xiangming, who finally got out of the obsession, blinked blankly and said innocently, "Of course I'm afraid. The thing I dare not listen to since I was a child is ghost stories."

Jia Lang gasped when he heard the words, and then patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: "My condolences."

Did you know that the one you fancy is not a human being, but the boss of ghosts!

Still like to read the boss of ghost stories!

A bit of schadenfreude suddenly rose in his heart, he shook his head and went into the room.Shi Xiangming, who remained completely puzzled, stood there in a daze, stretched out his hand to scratch his hair: "Sorrow? What do you mean?"

He doesn't understand at all!