dragon pen

Zhu Jiuyin: "You're here."

Old man: "I'm here."

Zhu Jiuyin: "You shouldn't have come."

Old man: "But I'm already here."

Zhu Jiuyin: "I know you're still here."

The old man: "I know you're still asking a fart."

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

...Fuck, this old man didn't follow the script?

Zhu Jiuyin: "Why did you come?"

Old man: "I smell the fishy smell that I often smell in nightmares."

Zhu Jiuyin: "You are getting old."

Old man: "I'm old."

Zhu Jiuyin: "But I'm not old."

The old man: "Everything in the world will grow old. If you are not old, it means that you have been abandoned outside the Three Realms."

Zhu Jiuyin: "Why?"

Old man: "Pigs are not as good as dogs."

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

Old man: "Do you know why you are not as good as pigs and dogs?"

Zhu Jiuyin: "Why?"

The old man: "Because you spent the best time in the tree hole, and you can only be with bananas all day long."

Zhu Jiuyin: "Is it too late to say I'm sorry?"

Old man: "What do you say?"

Zhu Jiuyin: "Sure enough, it's too late, so I didn't intend to say anything."

There was a dead silence in the house.

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Zhang Ziyao was lying on the desk, holding a little dragon pen, with his chin resting on the edge of the desk; next to the young man's head was a small wooden box containing a beast, and the beast was lying on the wooden box, squinting slightly, with his chin on the wooden box edge--

The boy's black eyes and the calf's golden eye accompanied the old man in the house and the man in the picture scrolling back and forth, when the two of them finally stopped, lying on the table The boy raised his hand: "Excuse me?"

Zhu Jiuyin: "What are you asking, don't ask."

Old man: "You old man, after so many years, you are still so domineering...you can't ask if you say you can't ask? Don't look at whose territory this is, kid, you ask, you can ask whatever you want, old man knows There is no end to words.”

Zhang Ziyao: "Were you two in a relationship before? The kind that would go to bed."

Old man: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin was convinced that "I knew it a long time ago", and said calmly: "Look, I just said that I won't let you ask."

The old man turned his head, looked at Zhang Ziyao, and asked, "Son, would you lock your lover—the kind that can go to bed—in a tree hole for more than 300 years, and only feed bananas for each meal?"

Zhang Ziyao: "No."

The old man: "Then who are you disgusting?"

Zhang Ziyao took it very seriously, folded his palms together like "Amitabha Buddha", lowered his head honestly and said sincerely: "I'm sorry."

The small episode ended with Zhang Ziyao confessing his love, and the home game was back between the old man and Zhu Jiuyin.

Standing under the painting, the old man with a copper basin in his hand, his hands behind his back, looked up slightly at the handsome man sitting upright in the painting—as he said, after a thousand years, even a divine beast like him would grow old, and everything in the world would be old. After reading several chapters, only this evil dragon is really immortal... He used to think that Zhu Jiuyin was really dead in the past hundreds of years when he disappeared, but he didn't expect that now, he appeared again.

"A few days ago, there were rumors from above that you came back again, and the rumors became more and more true-an upper bound Fuzheng said with certainty that you were hiding in a painting when you were in the capital. Painful cultivation...At that time, except for the lock that Taishang Laojun added to his alchemy furnace, all the immortals didn't believe it--" the old man said lightly, "I didn't expect that what he said was actually true. came back."

"Tsk, Tai Lianqing, who can't lock his mouth... What is the old bald Taishang doing to lock the alchemy furnace? I never play tricks, and I always ask him for anything. It made him seem to have the guts to refuse." Zhu Jiuyin said disdainfully, "It's me who hides in the painting and cultivates, and has been incognito for hundreds of years, and it seems to be some big news to you."

"Hiding in the painting?" The old man sneered and asked, "I'm afraid not?"

Zhu Jiuyin's expression froze, and after a while, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile, "Why did you say that?"

"You can fool those little lands, do you think you can fool my Yanzhen's eyes?" The old man said coldly, "You are not practicing inside, you are locked in the painting, you can't get out, right? ?”

"Fart." Zhu Jiuyin said indifferently without changing his face, "I look at you as a fool, what magic weapon in the world can confine Zhu Jiuyin in a small painting? It's a joke! Yanzhen, you are so arrogant , the scars are really healed and the pain is forgotten, I let you out of the tree hole out of pity at the beginning, and after a thousand years, you have become so ignorant... Well, let me teach you a lesson The old bastard who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth—"

Candle Nine Yin's words fell.

All of a sudden, there was a storm outside the inn, and there was a huge wind for no reason, and ghosts and wolves were howling outside the window!Zhang Ziyao covered his ears with one hand and grabbed the wooden box with the other hand to protect his chest. He shrunk and shrank his body to hide in the shadow behind the table. With his gaze fixed on him, he could see the wind, sand, and stones. The picture scroll hanging on the wall has a white dragon whisker and a green dragon tail stretching out slowly——

Zhu Jiuyin was about to play an old trick again.

The "empty city plan" that tricked Tailian Qing around.

Zhang Ziyao knew it well, but he didn't expose it. He just quietly waited for the old man standing in front of the painting to show the same reaction as Tai Lianqing—instead, until most of Zhu Jiuyin's tail was poked out, the old man's expression did not change. There was no slight change, the corners of his lips curled up, and the beard on his chin trembled slightly because of the sneer——

Dang Zhu Jiuyin's majestic emerald dragon tail was fully stretched out.

The old man put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "That's it? If you have the ability, come out."

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

Fei: "..."

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

The air was eerily quiet again.

Looking at the beautiful emerald dragon tail hanging outside the scroll, and the two white beards floating outside the scroll, Zhang Ziyao felt a little embarrassed now... After a long time, he cleared his voice, then stood up and walked to In front of the picture scroll, he stuffed the dragon's tail back into the picture scroll with his own hands: "Forget it, due to the long-term retreat and cultivation, now we, Mr. Zhu Jiuyin, are a little sensitive to the sun. When the sun was shining last time, the tail almost faded. Little White Dragon."

Zhu Jiuyin sat back on the treetop steadily, her face was indifferent, and her acting skills were top-notch: "What he said is true, let me bask in the sun for you? It's not worth it."

The old man sneered, and put the copper in his hand on the table: "I believe it."

The copper basin made a light "clang" sound, startling the calf in the wooden box on the table, it jumped back suddenly and made a "hissing" sound - such a sound finally alarmed the old man He looked away from Zhu Jiuyin and Zhang Ziyao, turned his head, and saw the wooden box on the table, and the imprisoned calf covered in bruises and bruises inside the wooden box.

The old man froze for a moment, and at the moment when he met the familiar golden one-eyed eye, he seemed to realize something - at the same time, the air pressure in the room became very low, the old man let out a thin cry, and a handful appeared in his hand in the next second. Scarlet sword!The blade of the big knife whizzed, and the whole body seemed to be burning with flames. After turning it around in the old man's hand, the sharp edge of the knife pointed directly at Zhu Jiuyin: "Old Zhulong! You are so brave, you imprisoned the old man in the Peach Tree Cave thousands of years ago In the midst of it, the world was in chaos, and now, without repentance, it made a comeback, and unexpectedly locked another newly-appointed beast in the jewelry box made of flat peach trees!"

"What?" Zhu Jiuyin, who was sitting on the tree, was inexplicably blamed before he could react, "What are you talking about? What's the comeback? Can you be more clear-headed, old bastard, and play the same trick again. Jun has been tired of it for a long time, why play it a second time, this beast is not me—"

The words have not yet fallen.

The blade has reached the scroll!

"Blade first!"

The old man let out a furious sound that didn't match his age at all, and leaped forward flexibly. Amidst the howling wind outside the inn, it seemed as if he could faintly hear the roar of a wild beast!

Seeing that the two men were about to start a fight when they disagreed, Zhang Ziyao let out an "ah" and wanted to reach out to stop him, but it was too late to say it, and at the same time he made a wrong step forward, the big man stretched out from the scroll The tail had already pushed him away, Zhang Ziyao fell to the ground and saw the emerald dragon tail firmly catch the red blade in the old man's hand——

There was a loud bang!

The red sword slashed on the white hair of the dragon's tail. Zhang Ziyao held his breath nervously, and waited for a while, but he didn't see any damage to the dragon's tail!

"How dare a dog dare to confront me with swords and swords? I don't even care about how much I am!"

Zhu Jiuyin sneered, his face was gloomy and angry, and he was about to explode——

"My lord, be merciful! The scorpion is imprisoned in a wooden box. If we really did it on purpose, why bother to bring it to your lord to dislike him!" Zhang Ziyao held his head, afraid that the old man would really fight with Zhu Jiuyin. When it got up, it made too much noise and attracted others, so I quickly reached out to grab the wooden box, picked it up and shook it, "Look, look! It's not covered! It just won't come out by itself!"

Hearing this, the old man felt that it made some sense. Seeing that the calf in the wooden box was shaking his head as if he had been shaken dizzily, he had no intention of resisting... The old man hesitated for a moment, and the red knife in his hand disappeared in smoke——Zhu Jiuyin's The big tail also returned to the picture scroll, the man flicked his emerald boots, snorted coldly with an unhappy expression on his face, and turned his head away.

——Generally speaking, all kinds of bad things happen, nine out of ten are Zhu Jiuyin's fault, but just this time, he was really wronged.

...Although he has a criminal record.

Where everyone's eyes were focused, the calf in the wooden box looked very indifferent, turning his head to lick the wound on his body.

The old man sat down at the table unceremoniously, and asked: "The old man has heard about the phenomenon of dense weather in the capital, but I didn't expect... where did this injury come from?"

"In the past, someone imprisoned Master Fei in a jewelry box in an attempt to control the world's disasters—that person pasted Tianhe books all over the walls of the wooden box. , the claws scratched the words on the Tianhe book, and the disaster stopped forcibly..."

"Such a sinister trick, whoever did it!"

"died."

"died?!"

"It's suicide." Zhang Ziyao lowered his eyes, "Because the jewelry box was smashed before she died, it caused earthquakes and floods one after another and the accidental death of the maidservant. An even bigger tragedy... I thought the matter had finally come to an end, but unexpectedly, after opening the wooden box, Master Fei refused to leave the box without saying anything."

As Zhang Ziyao said, he offered the wooden box to the old man sitting at the table with both hands: "Jiu...Master Zhu Jiuyin proposed to go to the Taihang Mountains to find the seniors of the beast clan. Maybe someone can know the reason."

"I'm afraid that's not what he said?" The old man sneered, "I guess he said: Of course, you should ask someone who has been imprisoned for such a thing, and the old beast is probably still alive!"

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin raised his chin, and said with a smirk: "You're right again. If you know me so well, it seems that bananas have not been in vain for hundreds of years."

The old man frowned, as if he was about to explode again, but before he had time to speak up, Zhang Ziyao had already said, "Speak well."

——Then unexpectedly, Zhu Jiuyin really closed her mouth obediently with a gloomy expression on her face.

The old man showed a playful smile, then paused and said: "In any case, you have found the right person, and this old man really knows why this beast hides in the box and refuses to come out - the old man said why today, and there is a faint smell of disaster around him. Incessantly, first the back kitchen set fire to the pot, and then the ignorant children lit the fire and played in the alley...Children, let me ask you, before this, the capital city had been interrupted midway, except for earthquakes and floods. Is there another fire?"

Zhang Ziyao showed a surprised expression, as if clearly saying: How do you know? !

"Hmph, that's nature—that's why it refuses to come out... Even the god of disaster who masters nature sometimes can't help himself." The old man said slowly, "Old Zhulong, you wait Why was the old man unwilling to write the Tianhe book in the tree hole? Naturally, it is because the beast and the Tianhe book are one. The two are indispensable and inseparable - when one of them is in an uncontrollable state, then the degree of disaster that occurs also has the possibility of being uncontrollable!"

"What do you mean?" Zhu Jiuyin asked.

"Disasters are free to distinguish according to their original severity. The dragon energy in the capital is strong, and the capital of the emperor is naturally protected by the heavens. Therefore, the earthquakes, floods, and even fires in the capital originally did not necessarily cause large-scale losses... However, because someone Forcibly imprisoning the flying beast, trying to stop the disaster that has already happened, although it was temporarily successful, it also led the whole thing to a more serious direction..." The old man continued, "Once the disaster is written in the Tianhe Book, it cannot be avoided no matter what. Termination, even if it is forcibly crossed out, it is only to temporarily stop the disaster - but it does not disappear because of this, the disaster that should be there is still there - when the thing that forcibly suppresses the disaster is damaged, it was once The power of restraint will burst out in an instant, and a small disaster will eventually become a big disaster, the world will be chaotic, and the people will die!"

Zhang Ziyao held his breath and widened his eyes slightly: That's how it is!That's why after the jewelry box was broken, disasters happened one after another!

"At this point, even the Flying Beast itself can't control it—even if the Flying Beast itself doesn't want to—but these out-of-control disasters will gradually expand due to the negative emotions in its own heart, and because the Flying Beast regains freedom The power is restored, and the disaster that breaks out will become more destructive!" The old man stood up, folded his hands behind his back and bent slightly to look at the little beast in the box, "You don't want the world to simply imprison yourself in a tree because of your life. Inside the box, do not allow this power to be fully released... the above, is the old man right?"

Inside the wooden box, the little beast stood up, raised its head slightly and looked at the old man quietly with its golden one-eyed eyes, its silent appearance seemed to completely acquiesce to his guess.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziyao felt both emotional and ashamed. On the one hand, he was ashamed that mortals led everything to a bad situation because of their own selfish desires or ignorance and recklessness; on the other hand, he felt that the God of Disaster had such a compassionate heart...

Niu Niu is so pitiful!

At this moment, the black-haired boy looked at the calf in the wooden box with pity, and his eyes flickered, as if he wanted to hold it in his arms and stroke its fur...

——This scene was watched by Zhu Jiuyin, and the dragon in the painting rolled his eyes several times, only to feel that he was inexplicably taken advantage of by others... It was obviously his carefully raised little pet, but the love that was born in the end was covered by this The crooked melon cracked jujube next to him has been divided... On the contrary, he knows how to grin his teeth!

Good cabbage was bulldozed!What is fair!

Sure enough, we must get rid of this disaster god as soon as possible!

Thinking of this, Zhu Jiuyin's red eyeballs rolled around in their sockets, and he sat upright, with a serious expression on his face and cared for the common people, and said: "It's rare that a disaster god is so kind-hearted, it's really touching, I am so cruel Everyone can't help feeling compassionate! Yan Zhen, the matter has come to this, if I don't believe you have no solution, please tell me quickly!"

"Of course there is a way." The old man glanced at Zhu Jiuyin, as if he had seen through his hypocrisy, "Since disasters are fueled by the dark side of the beast, then naturally, when the negative emotions in the beast's heart are gradually eliminated, big things will happen. Make it small, small things into nothing—"

"That's not right," Zhang Ziyao said, "My lord, do you mean that before the beast can let go of its knots, it must lock itself in this small wooden box?"

Zhang Ziyao took a look at Fei, who was squeezed into the wooden box with grievances, covered in cuts and bruises—the wounds on his body healed slowly because of the dark and narrow place, and sometimes he couldn't help licking the wounds when they hurt, but in the end some of the wounds that were about to be The healed wound opened again... At this time, there was hardly a good spot on Feishou's fur!

In this case, how can you expect it to let go of its knots!

"You seem to be making me laugh." Zhu Jiuyin also felt that the old man seemed to be joking, "I locked you in a tree hole back then and did nothing, and you still hold grudges until now, but now this beast is covered in bruises, In a victimized place, unless a brick is slapped on the forehead and I lose my memory, how can I eliminate negative emotions!"

"Old Zhulong, who are you saying is narrow-minded?"

"Whoever screams the loudest will naturally be called."

"Are you still reasonable?!"

"At least this time, I have nothing to do with half a tael of silver. Naturally, I have to be more righteous--Old Yanzhen, if you have something to say, don't hide it. This beast is also a descendant of your clan after all, you see It looks so pitiful, don't you feel distressed?"

"The old man is naturally thinking of future generations! Do you want to teach me a lesson?" The old man picked up the copper basin from the table, rolled his eyes around, and finally fixed his eyes on Zhu Jiuyin, "If you can make this beast It is extremely difficult to find a place to change to a slightly superior environment, suppress its power at the same time, and satisfy the two at the same time, but there is really a place in such a magical place—”

Zhang Ziyao's eyes lit up, he stretched his neck, and asked expectantly, "Where?"

The old man replied: "Hundreds of years ago, a lord who used to call the wind and rain suddenly disappeared from the Three Realms. All the immortals were shocked. The Three Realms ordered the heavens and the earth to turn around, but they couldn't find this lord—"

Zhu Jiuyin suddenly had an ominous premonition.

The old man said calmly: "It turns out that this lord is locked in a painting isolated from the world and with beautiful mountains and rivers."

Zhang Ziyao: "Huh?"

The old man stroked his beard: "For the time being, let the beast live in Zhulong's painting temporarily, this method is feasible."

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin picked his ears with his little finger, narrowed his eyes slightly, bent down slightly, and asked in an uncertain voice: "Old bastard, what did you just say? Say it again?"

The old man ignored the danger in the dragon's tone in the painting, but his beard trembled, and he grinned and continued to himself: "The difference is that the picture scroll that can seal Zhu Jiuyin may have the effect of suppressing demons. You need to stay inside for a while to get rid of the evil thoughts in your heart, and then you can freely come and go inside and outside the scroll for a few hours—it’s not like a certain evil dragon, which can only stretch its tail and probe its beard, pretending to be a tiger..."

Zhang Ziyao was in a daze: "...you mean, this painting?"

But Zhu Jiuyin exploded immediately: "My painting?! This painting has been my private property for hundreds of years—no way! I don't agree!"

Zhang Ziyao looked at Zhu Jiuyin blankly: "You don't particularly dislike the single scenery of this painting..."

Zhu Jiuyin stared back immediately: "Wouldn't it be single if one more person was squeezed in?! Shut up, don't talk!"

The calf in the wooden box raised its hind paws and scratched its belly, yawned, and squinted at the furry dragon in the picture scroll.

Zhang Ziyao looked at the old man, who laughed, and said, "The old man is finished, please take care of the housework yourself", picked up the copper basin, and prepared to leave——

Before Yan Zhen left, he took a deep look at the beast in the wooden box.

The latter also tilted his head slightly, looking at him calmly.

"The god of calamity is originally the fate of the lone star of Tiansha, why should he be merciful and affectionate, and only increase troubles?"

After Yan Mantra, he shook his head and sighed, then took the copper plate and walked out of the room. The door of the room closed naturally without anyone touching it after he left, making a soft creak.

Finally, only Zhang Ziyao, Zhu Jiuyin, and Feishou were left in the room.

"Nine nine..."

"Think carefully before speaking."

"..."

"Say one wrong word and I will beat you into dumb."

"..." Zhang Ziyao looked at Zhu Jiuyin for a moment, then sighed for a long time, "If you don't want Jiujiu, then forget it."

"?"

The young man opened his mouth to compromise so easily, but Zhu Jiuyin froze for a moment—according to his assumption, it would be time for his pet Sapo to preach to all living beings with the holy light shining on the heart of compassion, but what he didn't expect was , he actually said, forget it.

--never mind?

...No, wait a minute, this is different from what I thought at first, isn't it?

Zhu Jiuyin narrowed his eyes suspiciously, watching the young man who was standing by the picture scroll turn back to the table, picked up the wooden box and looked at it carefully, saying something in his mouth, "Should I give you some medicine?" What?" "Stop licking, the more you lick the wound, the worse it will be." "My lord, can you use the medicine used by ordinary people?"

In the wooden box, the calf seemed to be tired, "Woooooooo" yawned and lay down leaning on the edge of the wooden box, letting the young man chant to himself... It seems that he is also very concerned about not being able to leave the wooden box. , I don’t care much about whether to go to Zhujiuyin’s picture scroll of “beautiful mountains and clear waters” to change the environment.

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a sense of spiritual gap.

Sitting on the pine tree, Zhu Jiuyin moved her buttocks, and the suspicion in her narrowed red eyes became deeper: "Little idiot, is it possible that you want to steal my bean paste bun again?"

"Ah?" Zhang Ziyao stopped his unilateral thoughts with Feishou, looked up at Zhu Jiuyin, "What are you talking about?"

"Or don't bring me to bask in the sun."

"There's no sun outside now, so it's not your own fault, if you insist on creating a storm, if you want to bask in the fear, you have to obediently wait for the sun to come out—"

"..."

"?"

"Little idiot."

"Ok?"

"You should know that trying to pretend to give up the trick of making me feel guilty won't work, right?"

"..." Zhang Ziyao finally understood what was going on with Lai Pilong. He stared blankly at Zhu Jiuyin for a while, then suddenly showed a silly and sweet smile, scratched his head and laughed, "No, I mean it. ——If Jiujiu is not willing, then forget it... I have been forcing you to do some things all this time. I asked you to stop the rain indiscriminately before, and I also asked you to make suggestions to get back the jewelry box. I forced you to open it The jewelry box is still, think about it now, even though you are reluctant, you still did it, I should thank you."

"what?"

"So this time, if Jiujiu doesn't want to let the beasts enter your picture scroll, you can do it according to your will." Zhang Ziyao said, "After all, the picture scroll is yours, I can't make the decision, I always force others to be others. Even if you don’t want to do something in the name of good intentions, it’s no different from a wicked person.”

"……Oh."

There was a strange silence in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little... er, it can't be said to be embarrassing.

It's indescribably strange.

Under the focused eyes of the man in the painting, Zhang Ziyao suddenly felt a little hot all over. He wanted to pick up the teapot and pour a cup of herbal tea—he picked up the kettle, but found that it was empty. He let out a long breath, as if he had found a reason Standing up as if, hurriedly said "I'll ask Xiao Er to add water" and then rushed out the door.

Zhu Jiuyin sat on the top of a tree, watching the back of the young man leaving——

After a long time, he raised his legs up.

"..."

motherfucker.

Once this little idiot obediently announced that he would give up, why did I suddenly feel a little shaken?

Zhu Jiuyin touched her chin, puzzled.

But at this moment, in the wooden box not far from him, the calf has already leaned against the edge of the wooden box full of scratches, falling asleep lightly, snoring slightly... Zhu Jiuyin paused for a moment, and muttered contemptuously "Sleep like a dead cow", and then made a move that he later regretted most——

When Zhang Ziyao pushed open the door, he was startled by the emerald dragon tail that spanned most of the room. After taking a closer look, he saw the film at the front of the dragon tail flexibly bent like two human fingers. He was tremblingly carrying the calf's tail, which was sleeping peacefully in the wooden box, and carefully picked it up from the wooden box...

"?" Zhang Ziyao looked blank while holding the kettle, "Jiujiu, what are you doing?"

The young man's words fell, and at the same time he saw the dragon's tail froze suddenly while holding the calf's tail.

Then, with a "click", the calf, which was carried in mid-air, fell to the ground.

The flying beast in his sleep was in pain from being thrown, and he opened his eyes blankly to look around, only to find that the place where he met his eyes was no longer the narrow and dark wooden box. through the window of its hair--

Fei was stunned.

At the same time, the old man yelled from below the inn: "Can some long creatures move more quickly?! How far is the distance from the tea table to the wall?! Dallying - I burned another pot - ah, that Stop, kid, if you play with fire in front of the old man's shop, the old man will beat you to death for Tian Xingdao!"

……

Fei ended up living in Zhu Jiuyin's painting.

night.

Zhang Ziyao sat in front of the table, holding his face in his hands, looking at the calf lying on the rocks and basking in the sun comfortably, and at Zhu Jiuyin sitting on the treetop with his sleeves folded and his face stinky, The atmosphere inside the painting is very heavy, but this does not give the slightest impression of the joy outside the painting——

Zhang Ziyao: "Hehehe."

Zhu Jiuyin was expressionless: "Laugh again, and I will tear your mouth apart."

Zhang Ziyao: "Hehehe, Jiujiu, you learned to share, hehehe."

Zhu Jiuyin remained expressionless: "I'm going to vomit."

Zhang Ziyao just smirked at Zhu Jiuyin.

After laughing enough, he groped and grabbed the jewelry box that had been emptied long ago on the table, turned it over and studied it—then turned and went to his luggage, and took out a bunch of women's jewelry wrapped in kraft paper. The hair, as well as the broken hairpin, were carefully put together in the wooden box...

——He promised Huang Shuzhen that if one day the box becomes empty, he will put her hair in it and hand the box back to the current emperor.

While Zhu Jiuyin watched coldly, Zhang Ziyao re-covered the box and carefully put it back into the cabinet——

"A broken box, what are you doing with it?"

"You must do what you promise to others," Zhang Ziyao closed the cabinet door, "Don't break the boxes one by one, didn't you do it yourself?"

"Well, so what?" Zhu Jiuyin scratched his chin as if he didn't care at all, and rolled his eyes, "It's not a broken box."

"This box is so old, but it's only today that cracks appeared in Huang Shuzhen's hands. You can have it like the previous owner and cherish it very much—"

"Zhang Ziyao, you have to spit out all kinds of disgusting things to be happy today?"

Zhang Ziyao closed his mouth with a smile, untied his hair, blew out the candles and climbed onto the bed... After a while, the watchman rang outside the window, and the room fell into silence.

The moon hangs high, and the cool moonlight shines into the house.

Amidst the even breathing of the boy on the bed, an unusual gust of wind suddenly blew outside the window!

In the picture scroll, the man who closed his eyes and rested his mind opened one eye, and looked at the beast lying quietly among the rocks—then, from the corner of his eyes, Zhu Jiu caught a glimpse of a black shadow floating lightly into the room from the window. In the middle, Zhu Jiuyin's eyelids twitched. However, before he could react this time, Zhang Ziyao had turned over and sat up suddenly, and shouted fearfully in his eyes, "Who is it?!"

The shadow has come to his bedside!

At this moment, a white light suddenly flashed from the picture scroll—the eleven or twelve-year-old boy with delicate face and golden eyes jumped out of the picture scroll, and the white robe fluttered in the air, " There was a loud bang, and the water-colored long sword in the boy's hand met the weapon in the black shadow's and buzzed!

The unexpected guest made the black shadow stupefied for a moment, only to see the little boy standing between Zhang Ziyao and the black shadow, his eyes as calm as water——

"Where is the evildoer here to be presumptuous! Why don't you retreat quickly?!"