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

There is no need to mention the deep affection between the two of them in this room, but Shi Xiangming in that room was struggling in dire straits and hardly cried out.

He sat in the dark room, all the candles were extinguished, only the moonlight that occasionally sneaked in through the carved window lattice, sprinkled pieces of clear light on the ground.But when a gust of wind blew up, the last bit of moonlight was also covered by clouds, leaving only the deep night and the lingering ghosts in the night who did not want to leave.

He sat stiffly and firmly, as if he had been nailed to the chair by something, unable to move at all.Yan Wangye was sitting next to him, with a smile on his face and a rather happy expression.

But in the middle of this room, there is a place that is strangely illuminated by a light source from nowhere.Standing in the light was a man holding a scroll in his hand, dressed in commoner clothes and with a handsome appearance, muttering words as he walked.

"As the saying goes, when you know what to do, you will have steadiness, and then you will be able to be calm, and then you will be able to be peaceful, and then you will be able to achieve—" He was reading a book wholeheartedly, when suddenly he heard a gust of wind, and the candle on the wooden table The candle flame trembled with the wind, and suddenly went out.

Shi Xiangming's body also trembled.

The scholar glanced at it in surprise, and then found a fire starter to re-ignite it.Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a pale grimace grinning at him in the darkness everywhere!

Shi Xiangming's exclamation was swallowed up in his throat, and he almost jumped up from the chair, but was easily held down by King Yan's hand.The little boy had no choice but to curl up his body into a ball, tightly hugging his knees, in order to gain a sense of security.

And in the middle of the room, the drama isn't over yet.The corner of the female ghost's mouth was dripping with blood, and her head was covered with patches of bruises. She stretched out her hand and strangled the scholar's neck, as if she was crying or laughing.

"Lu Lang, you made me... so miserable..."

"Zhen...mother?" The scholar was so choked that he couldn't even breathe, he could only make some intermittent voices from his throat, "You...you are here... .revenge?"

The female ghost's pale hands lingered on his face, her movements were gentle as if she was stroking a lover.But in the next second, without hesitation, she dug those long nails into the opponent's face, and pulled out two round eyeballs!

Shi Xiangming couldn't watch it anymore, he was so startled that he almost fell off the chair.Fortunately, Lord Yan waved his sleeves and firmly pulled him back to his original seat, and his eyes that were shining brightly in the dark slowly glanced at him.

Shi Xiangming didn't notice his movements, his heart was only hanging on the female ghost who was tearing human flesh and blood, and he felt that his whole heart was beating fast, as if he was going to start from his own body in the next second. Jump out of the chest.He could almost hear his heavy breathing, and felt as if he hadn't heard anything. His heart was hanging high, and he almost wanted to cover his eyes with his hands.

In the gusts of howling wind, the female ghost turned her head and showed him a gloomy smile that was completely frozen on her face.Shi Xiangming shuddered, and simply fell into the arms of Lord Yan who was sitting next to him, and his voice was rarely crying: "Don't come again! Let her go, let her go!"

The man who was thrown into his arms was silent for a while, then thoughtfully raised his crying face with his fingers, and looked carefully.

"You seem to be very afraid of these things." He leisurely concluded.

"Did you just see it!" Shi Xiangming complained to him with red rabbit-like eyes, "In this world, what I fear most are such ghosts and ghosts—it doesn't matter if you are a good painter. , I even found a group of ghosts to play ghost movies for me!"

The distance is so close and so real, are you really not afraid that the baby will faint on the spot!

The handsome man nodded slightly, seemingly disapproving.

"What's so scary about this? Ghosts and ghosts in this world are often more terrifying than those shown in this play. For example, things like cutting out tongues and eyes are not uncommon—"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah !" It was really going to be limp and unable to move in this room.

He covered his small chest with his other hand, feeling the crazy beating in it, and felt more and more wanting to cry without tears.

Yan Wang saw that he was pitiful, the corners of his eyes were red, and there were tears in his eyes, he looked like an abandoned pet, very pitiful and cute, he couldn't bear to continue to bully him for a while.He touched his chin with his hand, and then said: "That's fine, if that's the case, I will leave first."

Hearing that Master Huajing was finally leaving, Shi Xiangming breathed a sigh of relief.He patted his chest, and involuntarily showed an expression of rejoicing that he survived the catastrophe, which made the already vile Prince Hades even more interested in teasing him.He approached the young man's ear maliciously, and whispered: "If I leave, you will be the only one left in this room."

What he said is also true. Shi Xiangming has always been a young master who doesn't care about worldly affairs. What he misses wholeheartedly is only his paintings and his beauties from the beginning to the end.He doesn't like to be served by others.So living alone in a small courtyard on the west side, the servants closed the door early and went to sleep.

Shi Xiangming shuddered again.

Lord Yan Shi Shiran was about to stand up and leave. He waved his wide sleeves at the female ghost in the room, and the female ghost turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.Even the scholar who was bleeding all over the ground stood up intact, turned into smoke and soared into the air.

Before he could take two steps forward, he felt his clothes being pulled by someone.Turning his head to look, it was Shi Xiangming with a bitter face, looking at him with tears in his eyes, and his voice was small, without any confidence: "Please, can you not go?"

If you leave, I really can't sleep!

It's really scary ah woo woo!Mom save me!

The red-robed man who was pulled by him only showed half of his flawless side face, and his eyes were full of intoxicating charm when he glanced at him.He glanced at the young boy's hand that was tightly clutching his skirt with a half-smile, and asked, "You really don't want to let me go?"

Shi Xiangming choked with sobs and nodded repeatedly.At the end, he added: "Since you are a fine painter, I'm afraid it's not good to stay in this mortal world in human form for too long. Why don't I copy or add a few strokes from time to time to keep you safe and sound."

King Yan almost laughed out loud, thinking that since he was born, he could be regarded as a god who has experienced countless vicissitudes.Now in the eyes of this mortal, is it such a fragile existence?

This person is really interesting.

He didn't refuse, Shi Shiran lay down on the bed hung with snow-blue embroidered origami flower curtains of various colors, and said slowly: "If that's the case, why don't you go to bed soon?"

Shi Xiangming ran over in a hurry, turned over his body and crawled into the bed with great effort.I was still trying to stay awake before, and I pulled the sleeve of Lord Yan and asked questions such as "What do you eat to maintain your physical strength?" After some questions like this, his eyelids began to droop, and soon he tilted his head, leaning on Lord Yama's shoulder, and fell unconscious.

Lord Yan turned his head to look at him, the young man's complexion was even and fair, and it became more radiant because he had not experienced the wind, the sun and the sun.At this moment, she fell into a deep sleep, her brows and eyes were stretched, and she looked very relieved.

He is obviously such a fragile mortal who seems to be broken at the touch of a touch, as timid as a mouse and has a lot of things to be afraid of, but he dares to flirt with the legendary Lord Hades who is in charge of life and death in the world with blue face and fangs...

No matter how you think about it, it is an incredible thing.

However, Lord Yan did not have nothing to do. There was a black wind in the room, and two handsome men, one black and one white, stood beside the bed.The white-haired one said first: "My lord, it's time to open the extradition river gate today, and let those injustices go to the extremely dark place."

The black-haired one followed closely: "I also hope that Lord Yan will go to the side of the extradition river quickly, and don't delay the time."

Yan Wang nodded slightly when he heard the words, but wanted to sit up from the bed.But the person sleeping beside him hugged his waist tightly, dripping down in streams of sleepy saliva, and refused to let go of his life and death.

Yan Wang propped his forehead rather helplessly, stretched out his hand and forcibly broke Shi Xiangming's hand away.Seeing that the sleeping man pursed his mouth instantly and was about to cry, he frowned again and cut off his corners, forcing them into the boy's hands.

Shi Xiangming immediately felt satisfied, and leaned forward to sniff, it was the slightly fishy-sweet fragrance familiar to the beauty.He smashed his mouth, hugged the corner of the bright red robe, and slept peacefully.

Standing by the bed, Black and White Wuchang couldn't believe his eyes, and exchanged a look that only they could understand.

Bai Wuchang: Lord Yama is not sick, is he?Could it be that he was possessed by some demon?

Black Impermanence: Who dares to possess the body of Lord Hades?It's just... why don't you find a fairy doctor?

The two of them nodded and made up their minds.Taking advantage of Lord Yan's ignorance, he released a black bird, flapping its wings, to the sky.

"What are you doing?" Lord Yan, who was fluttering in red robe, suddenly turned his eyes to look at them, "Why don't you hurry up?"

The two ghost messengers all held their breaths, they just looked at Lord Yama's sleeve that was missing a corner and was still fluttering in the air...

They always have an urge to cover their faces.

Shi Xiangming slept peacefully until the sky was bright, and when he woke up, his eyes were dim and he began to look for the beauty.It's just that the beauty has long since disappeared, and the remaining warmth beside the pillow has turned cold. He stretched out his hand to caress the quilt, and asked in surprise, "Is it a dream?"

I rummaged again, but found a corner of red color from the quilt.Like a piece of sleeve, it is embroidered with delicate dark flow patterns.It's just that Shi Xiangming searched over and over again, but couldn't find a stitch, so he couldn't help being quite surprised.

"So, yesterday was not a dream?" He murmured.

Nanke has a dream, and the dream is like a floating life.