The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

After the two of them finished their nonsense, and finished their boring love talk, they got up and put on their clothes.Then Shen Zhongyu ordered someone to invite Hui Jing, and he took out the tea set, as well as the high-quality spring water and tea leaves in his pocket, and started to make tea.

When Huijing came, she saw the green smoke curling up and the fragrance of the tea, so she sat down quietly, waited until the tea was cooked, took a sip, the fragrance was far away, as if there was the fragrance of osmanthus, the taste was slightly bitter and the sweetness returned, and she slipped into it. Throat, it makes people feel refreshed.Huijing closed her eyes and felt the sweetness of the tea quietly. She only felt that the anxiety she had been feeling for a while had dissipated a lot. When she opened her eyes, she stood up and saluted, saying, "Thank you, benefactor."

Shen Zhongyu waved her hand to keep her quiet, while he looked at Zhang Zhihe who was still holding a teacup and meditating.After a few breaths, Zhang Zhihe also opened his eyes, and said, "Mr. made good tea soup."

Shen Zhongyu said: "It's not the first time I've drank it, and I can still praise it. I'm also shy."

Seeing that the two were about to get bored again, Huijing could only hold the teacup and pretend to be dead, while Longzi kept his head down and remained silent.

After gossiping for a while, Shen Zhongyu said: "This is just the periphery of the Demon Palace. It is still a long way to go to my former bedroom, and this journey will not go anywhere peacefully." asked.

"Actually, it's more terrifying than Guikulin."

The corner of Huijing's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help asking: "Senior Shen, do you even have such tight defenses in your own cave?"

"I thought it was normal at the time." Shen Zhongyu said with a smile. For Huashen Daoist, many arrangements were not for the purpose of guarding against enemies, but for the convenience of life.For example, the living environment of his pets, some live in swamps, some live in mountains, and some live in deserts. In order to meet their requirements, he also designed many gardens.What's more, the more poisonous the flowers in his garden, the more beautiful they are, so even the soil must be poisonous...

Even though the things in the warehouse should be sealed, who knows that when he activates the restraint, one or two will not be damaged, and those rare treasures are not necessarily harmless.

After listening to his speech, Zhang Zhihe sat upright and replied: "Sir, I have considered everything for me, I will never die, and only Mr.'s order is my obedience."

Shen Zhongyu scratched his chin with his hand and said, "I have always believed in you."

Other than pretending to be dead and nodding, the other two really don't want to talk anymore, so please be restrained!How disrespectful they are!Huijing secretly thought.

After drinking the tea, Shen Zhongyu ordered someone to bring the chariot over, went in and sat down, and said, "It's a bit big, and it can't be vacated."

"Ok?"

"I only let them in on foot."

Huijing really didn't want to see them kissing and hugging in front of her again, it was unseemly, so she simply took Longzi to sit in the palace carriage at the back, and didn't stay with them anymore.Shen Zhongyu agreed without hesitation.

The puppet palace lady lifted up the colorful chariot that looked like a small palace with great strength, followed by several palace chariots, and walked towards the palace.Although the huge palace was clean and tidy, with luxuriant flowers and trees, there was not even the sound of insects, only the rumbling sound of the palace carriage behind.

Listening to the constant sound of the car, looking at the never-changing scenery outside the window, the vermilion walls one after another, the tall gates one after another, the scenery is all similar, although Zhang Zhihe can still remember the road, but the sight I also feel tired of such a similar scene. For some reason, I think it is a cage surrounded by rings, an airtight cage, and there is nowhere for people to escape.

In a daze, he suddenly felt very familiar, as if he was the person in this cage, and when he turned around, he found that there was no one there, the car door was wide open, and it was empty.When he got out of the car, he felt that the stone floor was a little hot from the sun. He just swayed for a while, when he saw a court lady approaching, blessed him and said, "My lord, my lord has summoned you." He looked down at himself, I found that I was dressed in black, only with blood-colored borders on the edge of the clothes, which looked very similar to the uniforms often worn by the disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Sect. I became a disciple of the Nine Nether Demon Sect?He found that his body seemed to be presided over by someone else, so he replied naturally: "Here."

Following the palace lady, he entered a gloomy and grand hall. Once he entered, he saw how many candles were lit in the hall, shining like stars in the dark hall, but they didn't really dispel the darkness in the hall at all. Stepping forward, he knelt down in front of the steps, and said: "Qi Hanshui, a disciple of Dangdang Palace, has seen the ancestor, the ancestor has eternal life, and Changle is not young."

He was startled suddenly, it turned out that my name was Qi Hanshui, no, I had forgotten what I should have been called.

A soft and deep voice "Okay, come here" came from the upper position, with a slight smile, but for some reason, he heard a cold smell, and a trace of coldness climbed up his back, making him Goosebumps all over his body, Qi Hanshui got up from the ground, stepped forward in small steps, and after stepping up the jade steps, approached the throne, looked down at the hem of the exquisitely embroidered clothes spread on the throne, bowed and said: "Old ancestor. "

A pale and skinny hand protruded from the wide dark sleeve, and it stretched out to Qi Hanshui, hooked his fingers, hooked his chin up, and an equally pale face hit his eyes, the throne The person above was not ugly, but his complexion was as pale as a ghost, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken, making his eyes appear particularly large, emitting a faint blue light in the dark.

If Qi Hanshui closed his eyes, he would also feel that the person in front of him was also full of vitality, but when he opened his eyes, he felt a sense of twilight or even death lingering in it, he couldn't help but trembled and said, "What is the order of the ancestor? "

The man scratched his chin and said, "You are very good, stay here."

"Ancestor?"

"I said that your acting skills in hiding in my door are good, and your cultivation level in turning into a demon is even better. Stay and be my apprentice."

Qi Hanshui was stunned for a moment, the secret that he had painstakingly kept was known for some reason, his legs went limp in fright, and the other party pinched his shoulders tightly, unable to struggle.

The other party's fingers deeply pressed into Qi Hanshui's shoulders, blood came out from those holes, and wet the clothes, because the clothes were originally black, I don't understand, it's just wet.

Qi Hanshui shivered for a moment, and said, "Old Patriarch Jiuyou, you just killed me like this, how can I be your apprentice?"

Hearing the words, Patriarch Jiuyou smiled, withdrew his hand, swung it in the air, threw the blood out of his hand, and said, "You go back and wait for your apprenticeship."

Qi Hanshui stepped back, and for some reason, he slipped his foot in the air and rolled down the steps, and he woke up suddenly.

When Zhang Zhihe opened his eyes, he found that he was still lying on Shen Zhongyu's lap in the moving chariot. He stared at Shen Zhongyu looking down at himself. He took a long breath, calmed down his violently heaving chest, and asked "Sir, who is Qi Hanshui?" Shen Zhongyu looked out the window, suddenly smiled, and said, "Are you unwilling?"

"Ok?"

He picked up the censer and lit a handful of incense again, which was probably the best incense, with green smoke curling up, fragrant like orchid musk, the smoke condensed on the Fushan censer, and finally turned into a human shape.Zhang Zhihe sat down in astonishment, and said: "Just now, I was almost taken away?" Shen Zhongyu said: "Don't worry, with me watching, at most he can only empathize and open up, but it's okay, learn more There's no harm in having something."

The human figure formed by the smoke let out a strange and rough laugh, as if someone had choked its throat, and finally said something like crying, "Is this your new favorite? Master."

Shen Zhongyu flicked his fingers and sent out a sword aura that went straight through the smoke, and said, "Can you speak? Say it again."

That smoke let out a strange scream, and really changed his tone and said, "Is it my new junior brother?"

"Good boy, that's pretty much the same. But it's not." Without further explanation, he said, "Now you will be called Master?"

"It's all done by senior brother, it's none of my business."

"to be frank."

"I, I... never dared to plan this matter, it's just, it's just that senior brother thinks that you, Master, have lived for too long, so he started planning. We just don't report what we know, thinking that Master is wise, nothing will happen. Who knows , who knows... But, isn't Master okay now? Master has become even more elegant after reincarnation..."

"Hey, that's a good reason." Shen Zhongyu quickly cut off his words, and said to Zhang Zhihe, "Ah Zhi, look, this is one of my unworthy disciples, who succeeds more than fails, only It's okay to be obedient."

Zhang Zhihe had just recovered from the possibility that he was almost taken away, and heard the secret of Jiuyou's destruction, he was speechless for a while, hearing Shen Zhongyu's words, he could only perfunctory a few words, saying: "Jiu Yang Long time nostalgia." Then he started to trance again, thinking about what happened just now.

Shen Zhongyu laughed secretly when he heard the words, and said: "You should stabilize your soul body. Do you want to turn into a ghost cultivator or re-enter reincarnation?"

"Master, are you an orthodox monk now?"

"Ok?"

"Then if I am reincarnated, can I still follow Master?"

"what ever."

"Okay, then I will follow Master in the next life." After the cloud of smoke finished speaking, it dispersed in the air and returned to the incense burner.

After a long time, Zhang Zhihe came back to his senses and couldn't help looking at Shen Zhongyu from time to time, wanting to compare the similarities and differences between him and his previous life.

After being watched by him for a long time, Shen Zhongyu directly pressed him on her knee and said, "Is there anything you can't tell me? Huh?"

"I, sir, what should your name actually be?"

"Shen Zhongyu."

"In the previous life."

"Can not remember."

"Eh?"

"For almost two to three thousand years, they either called me my lord or my ancestor Jiuyou, and I gradually forgot about it." Shen Zhongyu said aggrievedly. Either it is called Tuantuan or Yuanyuan, this must not be said.