Seventh Pagoda

Zhu Yan raised her brows sideways, in terms of age, she knew that Yun Jian was not a good match, so it didn't matter, whoever he was, he still hadn't vented his anger today.

Kicking over the bamboo basket, the wonton beasts in the basket climbed one after the other, rushing out first, hissing and salivating, it was really ugly and terrifying...

The one on Zhu Yan's arm seems to be the beast king, and his posture is much more calm. He is holding onto Zhu Yan's arm, and his big eyes look a little attached, and he doesn't want to leave.

The first few wonton beasts had already crawled to the front of the thousand silk net, biting immediately, and the originally invulnerable silk actually melted into a ball of slurry like a candle in a stove.

Liangfu, Yuanba, Yunjian, and Feng Yuwei in the net, the most timid and fearful of them, hugged each other tightly and howled: "It's terrible! It's terrible! My life is over! My life is over!" Yea!"

Their fear was justified, Qi Ao said that he couldn't move, Qi Xiaoliu really couldn't move, but Zhu Yan would shake the world and shake his bones and ashes, and then hide it seamlessly from Qi Ao...

After all, he was born in the Ghost Bone Gate, and the blood he bleed was black.

Yunying really didn't want to use his good sword to chop down the ugly and dirty... In fact, it was mainly ugly... long insects like Wonton Beast. After struggling and struggling, seeing that the saliva was really about to drip on the outermost body of Ryosuke , he made up his mind and drew the sword.

Before he could make a move, the wonton beasts suddenly retreated in unison.

An old man with white hair and white beard, Zhu Yan who had pulled out his beard on the ground before, that is, Zhu Xian, was holding a small silver pot on the ground.

Lifting the lid of the pot, wisps of white smoke came out, attracted by the smoke, the wonton beasts swam to the edge of the silver pot one by one, and then jumped into the pot one by one. The silver pot, which looked so small, actually swallowed it. There are so many wonton beasts.

But for a moment, there was no sound in the silver pot, and it was as quiet as death.

The wonton beast king on Zhu Yan's arm was struggling to run into the pot, but Zhu Yan sprinkled the medicine powder on it, and fell limply on Zhu Yan's arm, and then was neatly hidden in his sleeve by Zhu Yan.

There was a person standing far away, covering his face with a fan, looking like he couldn't bear to see him, while scolding Zhu Xian in disgust.

"How many times have I told you, don't raise these ugly monsters on the mountain, colorful and colorful, it hurts my eyes, and I spit, is it dirty? You just say it's dirty? And what the hell is this smoky, good What kind of green mountains and beautiful waters have you tossed into, will your heart hurt?"

Cursing at himself, he took out a projectile from his sleeve and threw it into the sky, it exploded with a "bang", and the whole Qizhu Peak was blown away.

The world became clear for a moment, and everyone saw that he was wearing a four-color gold silk dress of red, green, yellow, and purple. He was holding a twelve-color silk fan to cover his face, and embroidered with big flowers. peony flowers.

Really, as far as the virtues he wears, where did he get the confidence to criticize others for being ugly...

When the fog cleared away, he felt that his eyes could no longer hurt, so he took off the silk fan and revealed his face.

What do the gods in the sky look like?That's probably what he is.

Everywhere is beautiful, but I can't tell where it is beautiful. I just feel that looking at him, even the world, mountains and rivers that I have been tired of seeing on weekdays are much cuter than before, pleasing to the eye and soul.

This beauty seemed to be so full that it was about to leak out of the face, and the clothes beside it couldn't hold it, only such bright red and purple clothes could be pocketed a little, so as not to spill all over the floor.

Even Liangfu and Fu Dali, who are used to the good looks of Lan Rong and Hua Rong, were momentarily stunned.

Except for Zhishu and Jing Fulin, the rest of the people were dumbfounded, and Yuanba couldn't even keep his mouth shut...

Zhishu, needless to say, even though the Nine Heavens fairies danced around him, he still thought Fu Dali was the prettiest.

As for Jing Fulin, it's really because I don't know why when I see this person, I feel very unhappy, impatient, and don't want to see him...

Zhu Xian respectfully listened to the remark, then nodded respectfully: "Yes, my lord."

Therefore, Zhu Yan knew that this person was Zhu Qi, the Great Witch of Southern Border. It was rumored that the Great Witch of Southern Border was powerful, immortal, and eternally youthful.

Zhu Qi scolded happily, and twisted his waist to patrol the territory, and walked to Qiansi Net, unhappy: "What are you doing in the net? Are you throwing it into the river to feed the fish?"

As soon as he raised his hand, he pulled out a thread from somewhere, and the whole big net fell apart, and all the silk fell softly to the ground, one by one, no longer forming a net.

Zhu Yan knew that this person could not be offended, but she was really angry when she released the person he was going to kill in front of him, so angry that Zhu Yan was ready to smear Zhu Qi's face with a handful of medicine powder.

Zhu Qi didn't even frown, and didn't hide, let the medicine powder sprinkled all over his body, then shook his clothes, just like shaking off the dust on his clothes in the morning, and said with a smile: "My boy, no one dared to talk to me for hundreds of years." It's poisonous, it's really fresh."

He shook off the powder, and planned to take a good look at who this bold and good boy was safe and sound, but suddenly stopped talking when he saw Zhu Yan's peony-like eyebrows and eyes.

Zhu Qi looked a little dazed, and without thinking, he stretched out his hand to touch Zhu Yan's face, and murmured "Langya?" The call was so faint that even Zhu Yan who was opposite him couldn't hear clearly. .

Zhu Yan is untouchable by anyone except Qi Ao, she just stood there obediently and was touched by others, she jumped away.

Zhu Qi came to his senses and realized that he had admitted the wrong person. According to his seniority, he didn't know which generation of Langya's descendants he could count.

Zhu Qi's face turned a little sad for a moment: "Mortal, it's just such a bad fate..."

He covered his face with the silk fan, and when he took it off again, his face was exposed inch by inch, and his smiles piled up inch by inch, as if he wasn't the one who was in a trance just now, and smiled and said, "Forget it, look at you." You are younger and not as thick-skinned as Zhu Xian, so I won't bully you."

Turning around, he saw Liangfu and the others jumping around, Zhu Qi had nothing to do to take a closer look, and suddenly saw two people!

He rushed up in three steps at a time, stopped in front of a group of people who were about to go down the mountain, waved his big silk fan to stop them, then stared at Jing Fulin and Yang Yulin, and couldn't help but let out a loud voice Laughing, the fairy smiled, and the sky brightened a bit.

Jing Fulin became impatient for the first time: "Have you laughed enough?"

Zhu Qi had had enough laughs at first, but when he heard this, he laughed for a long while until tears came out, and finally wiped the corners of his eyes and said: "It's ridiculous to spoil me... Once upon a time, there were two beauties, and one had a bad temper. He doesn't like to talk, but likes to beat people, I was beaten by him..."

He stretched out his fingers and counted: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven times. Another beauty, although she has a very good temper, she doesn't like to talk. If I go to talk to him, he will swear at people, and swear in some books." I can't understand the words. Now, seeing them down to this point, I feel very happy."

He couldn't help feeling deeply regretful as he spoke: "Ah! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have wished to take the ugly monsters away, and let the ugly monsters crawl on top of you..."

As he talked, he felt disgusted just thinking about the scene, and shook his head again and again: "No, no, forget it, you are so weak and deceitful now, it is enough to make me happy." I can't stop laughing at myself.

Jing Fulin was very annoyed early in the morning, and he became angry when he saw Zhu Qi's face, so he walked around him, grabbed Yang Yulin and strode forward.

Zhu Qi chased after him: "Don't be annoyed, don't be annoyed, where are you going? How are you going together? It's not in vain that I have worked so hard to come out."

Jing Fulin didn't want to talk to him, so Yang Yulin tugged at Jing Fulin's sleeve and said, "I think this young man is brightly colored, and besides gold and jade, the spring scenery in the whole city can't compare with him. Well-dressed, well-behaved and well-bred, you won’t be lonely if you wear it.”

Jing Fulin couldn't stop laughing, Zhu Qi thought for a while: "Are you scolding me?"

Yang Yulin opened her big eyes: "I'm praising you."

Zhu Qi thought about it again, then waved his hand again: "No, no, you must be scolding me!"

Yang Yulin didn't speak, just smiled.

Zhu Qi pushed his hand: "Shut up! Don't say any more! I just don't follow you!" You don't know if you secretly follow... Zhu Qi is complacent and silently calculating.

The group finally returned to the Governor's Mansion with good arms and legs. After Liangfu's foot injury healed, they hurried to the ground. After all, they missed the New Year's Eve. When they arrived at Yang Yulin's house, it was already the Lantern Festival.

The outsiders were still there, and Mother Yang didn't care about the many, she scolded her head and face.

Cursing and cursing, I feel that it is not easy to raise a child. After finally raising a child, I have friends and forget my mother. I have traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers. I don’t care if there is an old mother who misses me day and night. I am thinking about not being able to wait for my son to come back. Eating the New Year's banquet, how desolate my heart is...

Yang Yulin really wanted to jump up and retort, "It's just a trip to the mountains and rivers! It's clearly a narrow escape!"

Then I thought that among the people I brought back, Jing Fulin was the first one with golden branches and jade leaves, a body of ten thousand gold, mother, you are called "Imperial Dishonesty" by bluffing like this!

Thinking of how she was greeted by the wind and dust along the way, but it was not a gentle and loving father and mother, the more Yang Yulin thought about it, the more desolate she felt in her heart... She must have been picked up by the Yang family...

While entertaining the friends his son brought into the house, Father Yang comforted Mother Yang not to get angry, and at the same time comforted Yang Yulin not to take it personally. Being busy with several things alone is really in full swing.

Mother Yang finally had enough of scolding, and angrily slapped the table: "Your uncles, uncles, uncles, uncles, aunts, aunts, uncles, uncles, uncles, and uncles are all in the guest room, so you go to sleep in the firewood room!"

Yang Yulin threw herself into Yang's mother's arms and wiped her tears: "Mother! Is the child your own after all? Oh, I have been to the capital for more than half a year, and I haven't seen each other. After finally coming back, you let my son sleep in the woodshed. Heart hurts……"

Yang's mother held back her smile for a long time: "Okay, okay, I don't know you yet, so hurry up, I don't know why this year, but I am walking around so diligently, when people come, they are guests, and they are all elders. You can't let them sleep in the firewood room, right? You just feel wronged and wronged, and it's fine when the light is off."

Humming, hawling, lying in Yang's mother's arms and being coquettish enough, Yang Yulin went to the woodshed pitifully and reluctantly, only to realize a very serious problem when she arrived in the woodshed!

Patronizing and acting like a baby with mother, Jing Fulin is going to sleep in the woodshed tonight!

Jing Fulin is the emperor!The emperor wants to sleep in the woodshed!

Yang Yulin touched the cold sweat on her forehead, looked back tremblingly at Jing Fulin, who had been silent from the beginning to the end, and made up for it tremblingly: "Actually, our woodshed is very comfortable..."