dragon pen

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

Zhang Ziyao: "Hi?"

Zhu Jiuyin: "Oh?"

Two dazed faces.

Four empty eyes staring silently.

At this moment, the black loach-like dragon in the picture scroll suddenly changed. The dim dragon tail seemed to be given color suddenly, and the emerald ink marks spread like someone painting on the picture scroll.Gradually, the emerald color became light and transparent, and a few ink marks outlined the clear blood veins on the membrane of the dragon's tail——

The giant dragon's dragon chant shook the sky, and it ascended from the mountains and rocks to the sky. The huge and gorgeous emerald dragon tail just flicked the rocks in the painting to pieces!

The rocky mountain shattered and made a loud noise, and outside the window was also sunny, strong winds, lightning and thunder!The torrential rain poured down, and there were sounds of people running and shouting outside the palace—Zhang Ziyao covered his ears with his hands, and amidst the sound of the rain, he panickedly kept the picture scroll hanging on the wall that was shaken by the wind, as if he was afraid that it would be blown by the wind. Running, his headband was blown away by the strong wind, and his long black hair fell down, and his eyes were blurred by the strands of hair... In a daze, he could only see the dragon in the painting rising among the clouds, and the dragon under the cover of milky white clouds The body is almost invisible, but the emerald tail seems to be dyed with fairy light, which cannot be hidden, and is so lifelike!

Really proud!

"That's enough, that's enough!" Zhang Ziyao pressed the painting with one hand, and scratched his crazy hair with the other, "It's all right, don't be endless——"

As soon as the words fell, the wind stopped as soon as it was said, but the thunder outside the door was endless, and the rainstorm continued... It was very good to cover up the sound of Zhang Ziyao roaring at the scroll in the room.Zhang Ziyao let out a long breath, took the picture scroll off the wall, laid it flat on the table, walked around the table with his hands behind his back, looked at the real dragon god in the picture scroll, and called out a little uncertainly. He said: "Nine nine?"

There was no response in the picture scroll for a long time.

It's over.Zhang Ziyao thumped a little, thinking that he was going to turn his back on him and deny anyone?

In a hurry, I stretched my head to look, but only had time to see a mass of black light descending from the sky—the next moment, the tall and handsome man in the picture scroll was sitting lazily among the rocks he had just split, his body covered in golden black. The robe was hanging loosely on his body. At this time, he was crossing his legs, admiring the new pair of Cuiyu boots on his feet, looking at them over and over again, and commenting with a calm expression: "The new boots are good, and they are quite in line with my aesthetics."

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Before Zhang Ziyao could speak, the man in the painting finally lifted his eyes high and looked away from the new pair of shoes, glanced at Zhang Ziyao, and immediately looked away——then asked awkwardly, "What is your hair?" What's wrong?"

Zhang Ziyao stretched out his hand to touch the back of his head, and said "Oh", "It wasn't your gust of evil wind that made my crown and space messy..."

"Quickly tie it up."

"?"

"Like a crazy woman, with strange hot eyes, I don't even dare to look at it." Zhu Jiuyin raised her hand to cover her eyes, and peeked at the young man outside the picture scroll through her fingers, and glanced at him without any hesitation. She shuddered concealedly, "I said earlier that the price of being excited is that I will be frightened later, I promise to be calm, even if the new boots are in my hands, I just said calmly and gracefully: Oh, a pair of new boots, how about a new pair of boots?" not bad."

"..."

A familiar recipe, a familiar taste.

This Lai Pilong just felt that if he wanted to turn his face and deny people, it would seem that he overestimated his IQ.

Zhang Ziyao was so heartbroken that he didn't have time to think about what loss he would suffer even if this broken dragon turned his back on him. Looking at the man in green boots and black robe in the picture scroll, he felt a little happy at the moment: "Nine Nine, do you know what's going on? Why can the tail be drawn suddenly? It couldn't be done two days ago..."

Zhu Jiuyin: "I don't know."

Zhang Ziyao's eyes lit up: "Could it be that my painting skills have improved by leaps and bounds?"

Zhu Jiuyin paused: "Although I don't know, I guess, at least it has nothing to do with this."

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

"You can write to your grandpa to ask what's going on, there must be an educated person in the family, right?"

As Zhu Jiuyin said, lazily transforming into a dragon again—this time, except that the rain outside became denser, the sky became darker, and the movement was not as loud as before.Zhang Ziyao was thinking that he was overjoyed by the new tail and wanted to appreciate it for a while. Unexpectedly, at this time, he suddenly smelled a salty wind from the direction of the scroll. Before he could understand what happened, he saw that one corner of the scroll was so exaggerated The emerald green dragon tail gradually emerged from the picture scroll, and the water droplets from the dragon tail were crystal clear, and a drop splashed onto Zhang Ziyao's eyelids!

Zhang Ziyao gasped and took a step back in fright!

"What are you afraid of?" Zhu Jiuyin's voice sounded dissatisfied, "This is just a corner of my dragon's tail, and I specially gave you a country bumpkin to see and see—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a slight itching on the cold tail, a soft and warm touch caressed along the blood vessels of his tail, Zhu Jiuyin choked all the words he hadn't finished speaking back into his throat——

At the same time, the tail protruding from the scroll shrank back, and Zhang Ziyao retracted his hand with a resentful expression. Just as he was about to say that he hadn't touched the cool and slippery feeling enough, he heard the dragon in the scroll. The yelling started: "Let you see! What are you touching! Country bumpkins have to touch every novelty they see. How many times have I told you that I am not good at Longyang! What are you touching!"

A series of questioning hit Zhang Ziyao's head and face, Zhang Ziyao was stunned for a while, thinking, what's going on like a cat whose tail is blown up excitedly?It was getting more and more wrong, so he simply slapped the picture scroll with a "slap": "What's wrong with touching the tail I drew? I still think it smells like fish!"

"What? You said that this gentleman smells fishy! Presumptuous! Unreasonable! How dare you be so unreasonable to the real dragon god!"

Zhang Ziyao ignored him, turned around and walked around the scroll to wash his hands in the sink.

In the picture scroll behind him, a corner of the dragon's tail protruded quietly, waved left and right and found no one, and immediately slapped the table arrogantly: "Where is the person? Don't you think that you will run to the corner without talking and trembling?" This gentleman can forgive you—little idiot? Where did you go? I heard the sound of water and you must have washed your hands—you really have to wash your hands?!"

Zhang Ziyao raised his wet hands and went back to the table, seeing a green tail dangling on the scroll paper and patting it back and forth, it was really annoying, finally he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to push the tail back, his mouth was shattered Nian said: "Put it away, put it away, don't be shy, if one day you are seen by another monster catcher, you will be cut off with just such a precious tail."

At this moment, he was probably tired of pouting his buttocks and shaking his tail, Zhu Jiuyin snorted coldly, the emerald dragon tail disappeared from the paper, and the handsome man returned to the rocks, raised his head slightly with his hands wrapped around his sleeves With an indifferent face, he confronted Zhang Ziyao outside the scroll—one person and one dragon, neither of them said a word. fishy smell."

"Humph."

"I apologized to you, and you have to apologize to me." Zhang Ziyao poked the man's face in the picture scroll, "I drew a tail for you, you should thank me instead of laughing at my poor drawing skills."

Zhu Jiuyin raised his hand and waved it, as if to drive away annoying flies flying around his face, he looked away and said coldly: "You are not good at painting, I just tell the truth, why do you apologize? I am afraid that the species that made me take the initiative to apologize has not yet been pinched by Nuwa—"

Lai Pilong.

Zhang Ziyao cursed in his heart, and he stopped haggling with him. He put the scroll on the table and let the dragon play with it by himself. He turned around and continued to pack the luggage he was going to take away—only halfway through the packing did he remember something. As if raising his head to look at the rain outside the window, since he can remember, it seems that he hasn't seen such heavy rain for a long time...

When he came out, he didn't expect it to rain this season, so he didn't bring an umbrella.

"Jiujiu, when will the rain stop?"

Zhang Ziyao casually grabbed a piece of rice paper and drew an ugly umbrella crookedly. Zhang Ziyao picked up the scroll and shook it. A wet umbrella fell out of the scroll. Zhang Ziyao was about to bend down to pick it up. A strange male voice sounded: "Oh, where is my umbrella? Where is my umbrella?!!!"

Zhang Ziyao stuck out his tongue and hurriedly tore up the drawing paper just now. The umbrella that fell on the ground disappeared, leaving only a pool of water spreading on the ground.

The person outside the house wondered again: "Hey, why is there again?! It's a hell of a day in broad daylight!"

Zhang Ziyao: "Cough."

Zhu Jiuyin stood on the sidelines with her sleeves folded, and waited until Zhang Ziyao tore up the scroll before saying, "Why did you tear it up? You little idiot, I didn't see that you had an umbrella in your luggage when you went out."

"It's raining, we're still inside." Zhang Ziyao smiled kindly.

"If you want to get in the rain, go yourself. You just drew an umbrella for me. It's raining outside, and your clothes are all wet. What about the new boots?"

"It's just you being hypocritical." Zhang Ziyao said, "You didn't make this rain. If you don't want to get caught in the rain, you should stop. With such a heavy rain, the pond in the yard outside will be filled with water in no time. You really feel sorry for you." Boots, don’t even think about the fact that I might also be in the water when I go out for a while?”

However, Zhang Ziyao's questioning was probably a bunch of "wow wow" to Zhu Jiuyin, and he yawned lazily: "The real dragon has appeared, and the rain won't stop for three days and three nights..."

"Three days and three nights!" Zhang Ziyao's eyes widened when he heard that, "It's still raining for three days and three nights! This capital city is flooded by you! Hurry up, hurry up!"

"When it's flooded, it's flooded, what are you shouting about?" Zhu Jiuyin shook her sleeves, her face full of reason, "All disasters in the world have a definite number, and there are all arranged by the 'Tianhe Secret Art' in the hands of the beast - if this capital is destined to be destroyed Flooded, even if I don’t release the water today, I’m afraid that some other dragon will come to urinate in the future... I can give you a warning in advance if I personally rain, lest the city will be flooded in time, You can't run fast with your short legs."

"What is a pheasant?"

"'Volume [-] of "Shan Hai Jing", Dong Shan Jing Dong Ci Si Jing records: It is two hundred miles to the east, and it is called Taishan, and there are many gold, jade, and frame wood. There are beasts, which are shaped like a cow with a white head. Its name is Fei. If you walk with water, you will die, if you walk with grass, you will die, and if you see it, there will be a catastrophe in the world.”——Just such a thing, wherever you go, you will die, no grass will grow, no drop of water will be left, look at whoever dies violently, whoever stares at someone gets pregnant... ...I heard from the bald lady Taishang Laojun that besides being extremely ugly, this uncle has a bad personality and is difficult to get along with people.

"cough."

"Tsk," Zhu Jiuyin showed no sign of embarrassment on his face, "In short, even a powerful person like me will walk around when he hears the name 'Fei'."

"Oh."

"It's quite famous, that scandal." Zhu Jiuyin asked, "You really don't know?"

"Just don't know."

"Then you know Zhu Jiuyin?"

"There are too many small folk books about you, and it's hard to know. My family has ancestors who have recorded your various bad behaviors-what kind of disappointed expression is this? Does being unknown give you a sense of superiority? "

"Ah, yes, I mentioned your ancestors... Didn't your Zhang family always take pride in drawing ancient mythical beasts and strive for it all their lives? Why don't you know such a famous beast?"

Zhu Jiuyin paused for arranging his sleeves, then raised his head and glanced at the young man outside the picture scroll rather strangely—seeing the latter standing there with a bewildered face and a bewildered face, Zhu Jiuyin immediately stood there. I felt a pain in my head, and I was very emotional: I am afraid that I should cherish this extra pair of boots today... It may be the year of the monkey to expect the next new piece of equipment to appear.

Zhu Jiuyin sighed deeply.

"Hey, forget it."

"what?"

"Anyway, you won't see Fei in your life, so just live like a fool."

"..."

"What's your expression? Don't look down on the idiot. The idiot is also very good, happy and cute."

"..."

Fuck your uncle's happiness and cuteness.

Volume [-] Prison Disaster