dragon pen

Su Lian looked up at Zhang Ziyao, then without hesitation raised his hand and slapped the big fat cat on the head—Tai Lianqing jumped away with a meow, and the fried hair grinned at Su Lian, Su Lian Lian showed no fear at all with a cold face: "It's all you, he's going to cry again."

"I'm not going to cry."

"He didn't want to cry meow! The man is bleeding but not crying—wow, you are not about to cry yet, your eyes are red meow!" Tai Lianqing turned around the table, jumped on Zhang Ziyao's shoulders and squatted down, stretched hard The young man with a neck that was so long and short that it didn't really exist looked close at hand. After observing for a while, he said cautiously, "Little painter, you have changed meow. Although you used to be nosy, you were obviously very cold-blooded meow."

Zhang Ziyao rubbed his eyes: "Where is he now? Is he okay? Is he still alive?"

"I didn't hear anything else from that lord after he was imprisoned meow," Tai Lianqing sighed close to Zhang Ziyao's ear, "But I can't say for sure, meow, after all, they are all from the upper realm." If they don't prepare to let us know about the gods, we can't possibly know, meow? The little god heard these rumors, and it's because the little god is expensive for the land of the capital that he managed to find out some..."

Zhang Ziyao looked worried.

Su Lian grabbed Tai Lianqing by the tail and lifted him from Zhang Ziyao's shoulders, shaking him: "If you can't speak, then stop talking."

Tai Lianqing was so shaken that he couldn't figure out how the little Mao Mao Niu, who was shivering in the box at the beginning, turned into such a white-eyed wolf and indifferent today——

The cat was "meowing" and "meowing" desperately in mid-air, when suddenly I heard the boy next to me suddenly say: "I want to see if he is okay."

Su Lian: "..."

Tai Lianqing: "..."

Su Lian stopped shaking the cat, and the cat, which was shaken to the point of nausea, raised its head and stared wide-eyed and let out a "meow", Su Lian let go of his hand, and the big fat cat landed on the table with its chin. At the same time, Su Lian heard Su Lian Question: "He was locked in a sky prison."

Zhang Ziyao: "Huh?"

Su Lian paused and emphasized: "Heaven."

Zhang Ziyao: "Yes."

Su Lian: "You can only reach it by flying thousands of miles in the sky. Don't say that you don't have the wings of a bird. Even if you grow them, you can't fly up. You can't see the steps in front of the South Gate of Heaven with only your mortal body and eyes. ..."

"Yes, yes, meow, little painter, you should give up this idea, do you think that Heavenly Court is some famous tourist attraction in the capital and you can go there just by paying a little money, meow? It's really that easy. What are the demons and ghosts busy with—”

"If you're worried, I'll go up and take a look for you." Su Lian frowned slightly.

Zhang Ziyao quickly shook his head: "At that time, because I was soft-hearted, the kingfisher and the singer, and now the heavens have found an excuse to punish Zhu Jiuyin, how can you have anything to do with him again, if those people are unhappy, you will be punished together -"

Su Lian: "I'm not that Laipilong, I don't have any old enemies."

Zhang Ziyao: "...I'm afraid that someone will want to kill the grass."

Su Lian: "?"

Su Lian looked puzzled, he didn't know how he became the "root" of that Laipilong, he just went to have a look, not to save him from prison - at the beginning Zhu Jiuyin entrusted Zhang Ziyao to him, and went to the ancestors by himself. To stop the heavenly soldiers and generals, to see that he is willing to sacrifice for Zhang Ziyao, he has softened his heart and presented him with the artifact "Juetian"...

Now it seems that everyone regards him as Zhu Jiuyin's accomplice who wears the same pair of pants, what's the matter?

Su Lian was lost in thought.

And here, seeing Zhang Ziyao's persistent expression of "I have to see him", Tai Lianqing also sighed, muttering, "Young people are just as naive as wanting to be a meow"... and here, after making up their minds, It seems that Zhang Ziyao didn't just give up on shouting slogans, but turned around and went to find a way——

What method are you looking for?

The method for mortals to become immortals in a short period of time.

"Isn't this a fucking idiot talking about dreams, meow? Be sober, meow!" Lying on the edge of the window, looking at the young man who was walking away from the inn, "There is no way, meow!"

Behind the yelling cat, a handsome man in white also leaned out halfway, looking at the young man's back, frowning slightly...

——Until the boy came to the corner bookstore, he paused, and walked in.

Tai Lianqing was taken aback: "Although there is a golden house in the book, sir, do you think any bookstore can find a way for him to ascend to the immortal position in a short period of time?"

Su Lian: "I can't."

"One in the sky and the other in the ground, he stood in the mortal world looking up at the starry sky, he was in the heavenly prison overlooking the mortal world, the two tossed each other, meow... Hey, no wonder people like to write meow like this in folk notebooks, so this is love!" The fat cat propped its three-tiered chin on one paw, and flicked its tail back and forth ecstatically, "Tossing around, but romantic, meow."

Su Lian raised his hand, pulled up his sleeve, and pressed the cat's head.

Tai Lianqing let out an "ouch".

Under the inn, a little girl eating candied haws raised her head and looked at the second floor of the inn, giggling and pointing to the cat in her thoughts, shaking her mother's hand: "Mother, mother, look, the cat is talking!" ! Cluck, it said: tossing around, but romantic, meow!"

The little girl was parroting her tongue. The woman passing by was taken aback, raised her head, and looked at the indifferent face of a person and a cat on the second floor of the inn. Cat! How can a cat talk?!"

……

Here, Zhang Ziyao stepped into the ancient bookstore alone.

The study room was smoky, burning with drowsy aromatherapy that came from nowhere... When he first saw the bustling little ladies standing among the bookshelves, the young man was taken aback for a moment, then calmly withdrew his gaze, no longer As flustered or confused as ever——

Subsequently.

He walked briskly across the bookshelves and came to the ancient books. Under the bookshelves stood many women dressed in different dynasties. They spoke different words and did different things. When Zhang Ziyao stood still on the ancient books, they looked at him. Whispering...

Then they all broke up.

Zhang Ziyao stared at it, and then saw that there was an old chair behind the group of women. At this moment, a woman with colorful make-up holding a banana fan was sitting on the chair, with blood-stained red lips, on the chair. When she met Zhang Ziyao's eyes, she smiled and stood up.

Arriving in front of Zhang Ziyao with his weak and boneless waist, he raised his pale hand, which was almost bloodless, and pressed it on the back of Zhang Ziyao's hand——

Push back the "Qi Huang Bian Different Solutions" that the boy is about to pull out to the bookshelf.

"Little brother is looking for trouble."

The woman spoke with a soft voice, like a snake hissing.

Zhang Ziyao paused slightly, then moved his hand away: "You can't help me."

The woman smiled slightly, her winking eyes were full of smiles: "If you don't talk about it, how do you know?"

"A heaven-defying thing."

"Yo, that's a big deal."

"I want to go to heaven and save a person with a mortal body."

"wishful thinking."

"I just said you can't help me," Zhang Ziyao shrugged, paused again, and then took a small step back indifferently, "So please don't lean on me anymore. I have a sweetheart. If you are caught He knows I'm so close to other people, he should be furious again."

As he spoke, he was about to pull out another book——

But again, before he pulled out the book, he was pushed back by the slender hand pressing the back of his hand, and this time, Zhang Ziyao finally frowned: "I pass on the pen of Mingcha Qiuhao to others, and subdue demons." Exorcising demons is not my job, and since the removal of the filth from my body, I can't see a spiritual creature like Concubine Wenche -- I don't know what is the purpose of you pretending to be like this and appearing here to talk to me , I don’t want to know, but I really have important things to do now, if you insist on being obsessed with obsession and pestering you in every possible way..."

The boy paused.

When he spoke again, his brows and eyes were full of indifference: "Don't blame me for being ruthless."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand that was covering the back of his hand moved away—the woman beside him laughed tremblingly. She waved her sleeves, and the woman standing between the bookshelves disappeared. Put her down, and when she gradually raised her head, her exquisite facial features also changed, gradually becoming another face that Zhang Ziyao was familiar with...

"It is said that love makes people strange," Fuyao supported his waist, smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and pointed to the tip of Zhang Ziyao's nose, "I really should find a mirror for you to see what you look like just now, oops You little fool, you really laughed at your aunt and me—"

She said, leaning softly on the bookshelf with her waist, blowing the ashes on the bookshelf in front of her, winking like silk: "Why, you really had such an affair with Master Zhu Jiuyin?"

At this time, the chill in the boy's eyes dissipated.

He showed a helpless expression: "Why bother to play tricks on me, the snake demon grandma, I was already desperate, and I was in a hurry to go to the doctor..."

"Well, didn't you go to the doctor in a hurry? In these nonsense and absurd books of mortals, how could you find a way to go to heaven with your body in a short time to find your man?"

"..." Zhang Ziyao was expressionless, "He is suffering for me, so should I live the rest of my life with peace of mind?"

As soon as the words fell, someone pinched his cheek——

Pulled aside.

"Don't look so full of hatred. My aunt didn't tell you to live the rest of your life with peace of mind. Who told you to do this?"

"land."

"That's short and fat, so he's single."

"..."

"A mortal body cannot be enshrined in the immortal position, and there is no short-term way to become an immortal in the world." Fuyao took out a book casually, flipped through it, and then looked at Zhang Ziyao from the edge of the book, "But, no one said otherwise. There is no other way to get you to heaven—”

"?"

Zhang Ziyao froze for a moment, at this time the book in Fuyao's hand suddenly paused, she spread the book and slapped it in the arms of the young man in front of her, Zhang Ziyao looked down, and found that the book in her arms was about those sorcerers and psychics , the content of requesting the upper body of the earth fairy to descend from the gods...

"A low-level next-level god can enter the human body, so in theory, the reverse is also possible." Fuyao flicked the dust between his fingers, and glanced at the young man around him with his corner of the eye, "It's just that no one has tried it. This way of reversing may be reversed." It will greatly reduce your life expectancy, so are you willing?"

Zhang Ziyao raised his head, and looked at Fuyao with an expression of "You're talking nonsense again".

The snake demon rolled his eyes.

"Which fairy body should I take?" Zhang Ziyao asked, "Niu Niu?"

"What kind of things make you have the illusion that the god of disaster is the god of the lower realm?"

"That……"

Fuyao smiled lightly, moved closer to Zhang Ziyao, lay on his shoulder and bit his ear.

……

night.

Today the inn room is extremely lively.

Zhang Ziyao was sitting by the bed, Su Lian was leaning against the window edge expressionlessly, and Fu Yao was next to Su Lian like a snake clinging to a tree branch. At this moment, their gazes looked at the fourth standing in the room——

Uh.

God.

At this moment, he was looking shy, with his hands covering his chest, and a big fluffy tail flicking and flicking behind him.

"No!" Tai Lianqing, the God of Ford, twisted his body and twisted his legs, "How can I let mortals be rude to this little god, no, no!"

I was so frightened that my mouth cravings disappeared.

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Su Lian: "..."

Fuyao rolled his huge eyes as if his eyes were too hot: "I don't think so either, if you go to the heaven like this, I'm afraid Master Zhu Jiuyin will directly suspect why you took this huge black pot for yourself. .”

Su Lian: "Second."