[Thunderbolt] Don't give up treatment

From the month to the middle of autumn in the southeast, in the middle of the double towers, there are mighty silver men.

The maple trees under the moon are as bright as a picture, and the peach blossoms around are also shining. Putting on a mask, the playwright of Yong Ye opened the Yong Ye Theater again, and played a magnificent fantasy movement in front of the piano.

Amidst the melodious music, gorgeous stage layouts emerged one by one in the venue, and the curtain of redness was about to be lifted.

The people watching all around applauded, their eyes curious and amazed.

Lu Zhihuai stood under the peach tree and looked at him, his pupils reflected the smile on his mouth.

"The dazzler is the playwright of Yongye, a hard-working prayer of destiny." The playwright of Yongye slowly stopped his movements, and as the music gradually faded away, he gracefully bowed and saluted, "Welcome to my theater, Ben The play is about to begin, I wish you a good night."

"What is going to be performed in public! It's really curious!"

"That's it! Let's start!"

"Hush—be quiet, the Eternal Night Theater is about to start its magic show!" Hearing the urging voices of the crowd, the playwright of Yongye raised his index finger and put it on his lips and smiled mysteriously, "Tonight, the playwright of Yongye will reveal the bloody darkness for you gorgeously." The Mystery of the Heir!"

"According to the instructions of the night, welcome tonight's protagonist, the source of blood darkness and his evil twins, heresy, Lifan." While speaking, the red curtain suddenly opened, and a huge man hidden under a black robe Even appear on the stage.

Lu Zhihuai's eyes froze, and his heart moved slightly.

"The source of blood darkness is a unique existence born out of nothing and created by nothingness. His innate talent and irreplaceable charm make him the only odd number in the universe."

Yongye playwright pointed to the stage with his left hand and shook it lightly, and the puppet made corresponding movements according to his instructions.

"He is neither human, nor god, nor a ghost. One day, he finally got tired of being the only one. He jumped out of the established script, tried human emotions, and gave birth to the Xiefan twins."

The smoke surrounded the stage, and after it dissipated, two puppet figures of young children appeared next to the puppet at the source of blood darkness.

"Heretics is very obedient, you must do everything yourself, and pursue the concept of the source of blood darkness."

The black-clothed toddler snuggled into the arms of the source of blood darkness, while the white-clothed toddler scratched his head and drifted away.

"However, Li Fan pursues freedom wholeheartedly, and walks on a path that deviates from the source of blood darkness."

Yong Ye's playwright smiled slightly, looked at the scene on stage and said meaningfully: "However, no matter what, the source of blood darkness will always welcome him back."

The dolls disappeared one by one in the smoke, and the stage slowly closed.

"What the hell is this play about?"

Everyone around looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to understand what was going on.

"Li Fan is destined to be a path of heresy. In the future, you will understand what today's play represents. Just wait and see." Yong Ye playwright said lightly.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see." The people around showed dissatisfaction, and the originally crowded crowd dispersed quickly.

"How?" Playwright Yong Ye walked in front of Lu Zhihuai, reached out and brushed off the petals falling from her shoulders, "Are you still satisfied with this play?"

So he called her here just to explain to her the origin of his two children?

"It turns out that they are also born with blood." Lu Zhihuai paused, and then suddenly remembered a person, "Heretic, I have seen it before, so Li Fan... Could it be Jian Suifeng?"

The playwright of Yongye just smiled and said nothing.

It seems so.

Lu Zhihuai said leisurely: "That omniscient God of the Underworld, do you know about your son wearing women's clothing?"

Yongye playwright: "..." He really doesn't know.

"As expected of Li Fan." The playwright of Yong Ye was not surprised, "The path of heresy is indeed different from that of ordinary people." Heh, brat, it's best not to be caught by him, otherwise he will definitely break his leg.

"Are you feeling better?" He seemed to ask casually.

Lu Zhihuai looked up at him, the two of them were very close at the moment, the other party's red hair was blown by the wind and passed by his side, and the tip of his nose could smell an unknown fragrance on his body, it was very faint but very evocative people.

Like the sip of wine she drank in the cold winter, like the dancing butterflies under the moon, she was a little stupefied.

"The God of Darkness's way of comforting people is really unique." She couldn't help but put her arms around the other's thin waist, then buried her face in his arms and said with a muffled laugh, "You're so sure about this? Play will make me happy?"

Playwright Yongye froze slightly when she hugged her, but immediately relaxed his body, then gently put his arms around her shoulders, and asked indifferently: "Isn't it?"

"Yes, yes." Lu Zhihuai smiled, "I am indeed in a better mood. Thank you, God of Darkness, for acting this play for me."

She raised her head to look at him, and her silver-gray pupils reflected him and the stars in the sky behind her, which were extraordinarily bright.

Playwright Yong Ye seemed to be bewitched, he couldn't help raising his hand to caress her cheek, and carefully traced her facial features, and there was an inexplicable meaning in the eyes that were originally like an abyss and swamp.

He was the only one in her eyes.

The thought turned out to be exceedingly pleasing to him.

Snapped!

Yongye playwright: "..."

He looked at his hand that was slapped away almost in a daze, and the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly.

"The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the makeup can't be stained!" Lu Zhihuai glared at him, then raised his wrist, pointed at the faint black on his fingertips, and accused, "You actually touched my eyeliner?! Are you a devil?!"

Yong Ye playwright: "..." No, you are the devil.

He was about to take back his hand silently, but she pulled him violently.

"Forget it, just spend it. Who told me to spoil you, of course I chose to forgive you." She sighed, and then suddenly supported his chest and lifted her toes.

Playwright Yong Ye couldn't help but widen his eyes, and the soft touch on his lips caused his silver pupils to shrink suddenly.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time." She pinched his chin and smiled very proudly. At this time, the corners of her eyes were red and her style was charming, like a dude who successfully molested a little lady, "God of the Underworld The taste is even more delicious than imagined."

Playwright Yongye came back to his senses, and was about to grab her wrist with his backhand, but he missed it unexpectedly.

Lu Zhihuai: "..."

Yongye playwright: "..."

It's too late, she just went too far and forgot about this cheating conversion mechanism!

The playwright of Yongye looked down at the little elf girl who only reached his waist, and then bent over with a smile and hugged her with a complicated face.

"God of the Underworld, I was wrong." She was able to bend and stretch, and realized that the current situation was not good for her, so she immediately softened her tone, but the next second she whispered, "But I will dare next time."

Well, actively admit your mistakes and never repent.

However, Yong Ye's playwright said thoughtfully, "Is there a next time? Dazzlers are looking forward to it."

Lu Zhihuai was silent for a while: "...you are so coquettish."

Yongye playwright: "..." He lost again.

……

People come and go on the official road. After the restoration of China, people regained the hope of life and began to actively rebuild their homes.

All that Lu Zhihuai saw along the way was a scene full of enthusiasm and waiting for prosperity.She decided to use this loli's appearance to move around in the martial arts for a while, at least she didn't have to think too much about beating people.

She rides a bullock cart aimlessly, then sits on the straw pile behind the cart to let go of her thoughts.

What does Diming mean to her?He didn't feel repulsed by her approach, nor did he express any rejection, and even lured her vaguely.But other than that, he never took the initiative, let alone expressed anything clearly.

So did he mean what she thought about her, or did he just acquiesce in her presumptuousness because he was used to her company?

This question is really balding.

Forget it, let's take a step by step.

"Little girl, Luoyun Village is here, do you want to get off here?" The old man driving the ox cart asked with a smile.

"Well, just put me here, thank you old man." Lu Zhihuai jumped off the straw, and then waved goodbye to the old man.

"Are we really going to settle here? It feels tattered and uncomfortable at all."

"Oh, my wife, we don't have much money, so let's make do with it."

Suddenly two familiar voices came from behind, Lu Zhihuai turned around, and found that the man and woman who were speaking were not the same couple who led the people to insult the three Ji Tan said.

Lu Zhihuai smiled slightly, okay, it's true that life doesn't meet each other.

It is said that appearance is born from the heart, but there are also people who are ugly in appearance but beautiful in heart.As for people like their husband and wife who really look "the same on the outside and inside", they are really rare.

If she remembers correctly, the two were there at the Court of Inquisition at Togetsu Bridge at the beginning, and they were standing in the front row.But then these two people disappeared inexplicably after she got angry, presumably they slipped away because of the bad situation, so now they can stand here with good arms and legs.

Lu Zhihuai was gearing up and was about to teach them how to behave when she suddenly heard someone calling her name behind her.

"Miss Huai? Why are you here?"

Lu Zhihuai turned his head, and saw that the visitor was holding a gorgeous golden umbrella, wearing a jade crown on his head, and his eyebrows were handsome and coquettish, like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, hazy and gentle.

"It turned out to be Juejun." Lu Zhihuai raised his head and smiled, "The Earth Transformation was lifted, so I just walked around casually, but I didn't expect to meet Juejun here."

"I was going back to Mingyue Bugui Shen, and I happened to pass by here, and I didn't expect to meet my little friend by fate." Very Jun smiled gently, "It seems that we are also destined, little friend, you want to sit with me in Mingyue Bugui Shen Sit? It’s just a good time to try Xi Yan’er’s handicraft.”

Lu Zhihuai rolled his eyes, and then smiled happily: "Okay, I have been curious about Xi Yan'er that Jue Jun said for a long time, since I have the opportunity now, wouldn't it be a pity not to go? But I have a big appetite, I hope Jue Jun will not be frightened by my appetite when the time comes."

"Hahaha, how could it be." Very Jun smiled brightly, "Little friend, please follow me."

The author has something to say: Lu Zhihuai: Mingming, why are you carrying Pinru's wardrobe?

Wing Night Playwright: ? ? ?