Yan ghost

God played tricks on Xiang Yan.

Time court disappeared.In Fu Yue's dream, he couldn't find him no matter what.

Xiangyan turned back and borrowed Qiongwen's immortal rope to tie Fu Yue up, planning to rest for a while before returning to his dream.But if he can't find it anymore, where will Shi Ting go?

Xiang Yan wandered alone in the fairyland.This Fu Xing is indeed quite prestigious in the heavenly realm, so let me tell you, the immortal officials and gods will let him wander around in the immortal realm.Even though he made such a scene, the immortals were full of resentment, but they were all very polite on their faces, and they dared not speak out.

Xiang Yan came to the wishful fruit tree.This time, God caused the tree to wither.The shriveled fruits fell to the ground, not a single one remained.

Groups of gray fairies curled up under the tree.Xiantong took a rake and dug a row of shallow holes on the ground, looking extremely sad.

"What happened to them?" Xiang Yan asked.

"When the incident happened, they were also sucked into the sky, and more than half of them died..."

"I'm sorry." Xiang Yan choked up, watching Xian Tong silently put a pair of gray fairies into the hole.

"How many of them are there?" Xiang Yan caught a glimpse of a row behind the tree.Fairy Tong said: "They're still alive, they're just asleep."

Xiang Yan walked to those gray fairies, sat down side by side, stretched out his hand to touch, it was really warm and still breathed.

Xian Tong said: "You seem to be more sad than me." Xiang Yan said: "There is someone I have never been able to find."

"God did it." Xiantong said indifferently, "God will take away the most important things from sinners."

When Xiang Yan heard it, he said anxiously: "Ke Fu Xing Tianzun said that God will take away my talent."

Xiantong smiled: "He should be afraid that you would not agree to the truth, so he didn't tell the truth. For Tianzun, the most important thing is talent, but it may not be for you."

Xiang Yan leaned slowly on the tree, shaking his wrists tightly.He had a sore throat and shortness of breath. He wanted to do something, but he couldn't.

Xiantong knelt down and buried the soil and said: "These guys liked to make trouble when they were alive. After picking my fruit, they ran to give it to the sweetheart. But they are very timid and know that they will be punished if they eat each other, so they just hug each other all the time. I accepted it, but didn't really eat it. I just turned a blind eye to it.

Who knew that one day, there would be such a bold one.When I found out, the two guys were still flirting with each other, and the fruit had been eaten until only the core remained.I beat the one that ate into the mortal world, and the other one rushed up angrily and bit me.I was afraid of being found out, so I demoted it too.

The two of them descended to the mortal world, obviously lost their memories, and they were both men, but they always wanted to get together, even if Fuxing Tianzun deliberately made them hostile and broke them up, there was no way. "

Xiantong turned his head and glanced at Yan, seeing him staring at him foolishly, with moist eyes, he seemed to understand.

The fairy boy stepped forward, faced the sleeping gray fairies, and said to himself, "Do you know why they keep sleeping? It is said that after the gray fairies die, their souls will linger in the dreams of their sweethearts. They want to make each other sleep in their dreams. brought back his soul."

Xiang Yan closed his eyes, and soon his breath became even.Xiantong conjured up a dress and covered it up for him.

At this time Fuxing came.He was surprised to find Xiang Yan sleeping under the tree.

Xiantong smiled triumphantly at him: "You are late, he has already gone to find his most important person in his dream."

Fu Xing asked: "Why did you lie to him?"

Fairy Tong said: "If the wishful fruit is gone, all the ghosts who know the hagan technique will be dispersed by your machine. He is your only hope to pass on the hagan technique. But now, he will be trapped in endless memories .”

Fu Xing rushed to Xiang Yan's side, ready to lure the dream.

"You can go in and try to see if you can persuade him to wake up. It's just that during the millennium of the wishful fruit tree, no gray fairy has ever woken up.

It is a comforting lie that dead souls enter dreams.And according to the rules of this world, the person in the dream cannot be brought out.Once they figured this out, they would choose to stay in the dream forever.

You can't beat me. said God.

Xiang Yan was strolling on the streets of the capital, and saw the gongs and drums in front of him, it was very lively.He trotted forward, climbed into the crowd, and found that a new theater had opened.

"I heard that this theater belongs to Jiaofang, and the musicians and Wuyou in it used to perform for people in the court."

"I heard that most of their female singers are female relatives of down-and-out people. From their skills to their appearance, they are all top-notch."

"But this teaching workshop is under the management of King Huai. If you put it this way, maybe this theater is still used by those rich and powerful young masters in private."

Xiang Yan wanted to go in and take a look, but was stopped by someone.The young man spread his hands and said, "Entry, fifty gold."

Xiang Yan stroked the collapsed purse, saluted and said: "You misunderstood, I didn't go in to listen to the music and watch the theater, so I gave the artist inside the study room to Mr. Xiang."

He turned his head and waved, moved the book case through the crowd, and walked to his feet with a swing.Some people around are rare and some are ridiculed.He snapped his fingers, and the bookcase opened, and there were indeed some pens, inks, papers and inkstones inside.

The boy sent someone in to confess, and after a while the people inside came out to report back.The boy nodded and said: "Go in, come out as soon as you finish delivering, don't delay."

Xiang Yan walked through the front hall and walked into the atrium, where he saw Xiang Yu concentrating on painting.The people around were full of literati and elegant guests, and they were amazed.

The picture-in-picture is exactly the panorama of the theater.The front yard is full of musicians, lifelike, pipa, guqin and chime bells gathered together.The backyard is full of beauties, all kinds of styles, singing, dancing or drinking, attracting princes and children to chase and play.There is a room at the back of the courtyard, the door is closed tightly, and there are two or three people peeping outside the window, which is quite provocative.

Yiguan Huaren said: "Hey, isn't this Brother Xingxuan? Aren't you the least fond of making trouble? Why are you here today?"

Another person said: "Isn't it said that Mr. Xiang will paint here for a day? You can listen to this play anytime, but it's not like swiping a pen to Mr. Xiang. I think that in this theater, Prince Huai must earn a lot of money today. It must be full."

Xiang Yan stepped forward and called softly: "Xiao Yu." Although Xiang Yu heard it, he didn't look up, and said coldly, "Why are you here..."

Xiang Yan asked: "Do you know where His Highness is?" Xiang Yu immediately stopped writing, turned his head and asked alertly: "What do you want him for!"

"I..." Xiang Yan didn't know how to explain for a while.

Seeing Xiang Yan hesitating, Xiang Yu said angrily, "I begged him to paint, so don't try to mess with me."

"That's not what I meant." Xiang Yan waved his hand.

Xiang Yu looked disbelieving, glanced at the mobile book case at his feet, and said in a low voice: "Leave the things and leave quickly, what are you sending to the study room, can the things in Shiting be worse than ours? Just now when the servants came to pass on the message, they all laughed at me behind my back."

Seeing that he had embarrassed Xiang Yu, Xiang Yan blamed himself very much.I think back then he came here to make trouble with righteousness, and while pulling Yu back, he said some weird words under the Highness.I really don't know how they brainwashed those emperors at that time, making trouble for no reason.

Disappointed, Xiang Yan left, and when he turned around, he saw Shi Ting stepping into the court.

It can be said that when I was young, it was infinitely beautiful.In vain he boasted of a good beauty, why didn't he know how to pity the person in front of him back then.

Seeing that his elder brother didn't leave in a daze, Xiang Yu didn't even respond to moving the bookcase and pushing his heels for a long time, so he poked his back with a pen.

Xiang Yan reluctantly left, once out of the courtyard, he quietly hid behind the screen in the front hall.The boy selling tickets outside gave him a look, and he smiled apologetically, "You're busy with your work, I won't go in, so I'll just wait here for a while."

Shi Ting looked at the thin and pitiful figure with a little wooden armor behind him, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Who is that person?"

"my brother."

"It's the brother who has been talking ill of me in front of you and won't let you come to see me." Shi Ting suddenly lost interest, and changed his words, "You've been painting for a long time, come and have dinner with me." The two left the courtyard.A butterfly flew out from under Xiang Yu's elbow and landed quietly on Shi Ting's back.

In the room sat a group of rich kids talking, laughing and drinking.

"Young Master Xiang, I heard that your elder brother just arrived, followed by a walking wooden box."

"I heard that the eldest son Xiang is not ordinary. The wooden armor is so exquisite that he is deeply loved by the emperor."

"Speaking of which, the emperor's preferences are also strange. If you don't like calligraphy and painting, you just love this carpenter."

Xiang Yu muttered: "My brother's art of cutting armor is different from ordinary carpentry..."

Shi Ting laughed and said: "The highest level of haganism is dolls. It's just that dolls can move and walk, but they are as good as cars; they are lifelike, but they are as good as statues; they are drinking, crying and laughing, but they are as good as ordinary people. If one day, people Occasionally being able to eulogize calligraphy and painting is better than ordinary people, that is impressive."

A young master continued: "His Royal Highness King Huai's taste requirements are much higher than those of the Son of Heaven. Young Master Xiang, it seems that if Brother Ling wants to be appreciated by His Highness like you, he still has to work hard."

Xiang Yu said unhappily: "What he did is something no one has done before, why is it the same as me." Shi Ting didn't speak.

Seeing that Xiang Yu contradicted him, the people around said, "Master Xiang, it's a good way for you to come to Huaiwang's theater to paint. It's much better than when you went to the market to sell paintings."

"The act of commissioning a painting is a loss of value. Mr. Xiang should not do it again." Someone echoed.

One person asked: "Young Master Xiang, there are difficulties at home recently, why do you suddenly bow down for these five buckets of rice?"

Xiang Yu knew that these people intended to embarrass him, so he held back his breath and said, "It's not because of my brother, who is entrusted to make wooden armor every day, and the house is about to be emptied."

Shi Ting Nahan said: "Since the entrustment continues, why can't we make ends meet?"

Xiang Yu chuckled, and said mysteriously, "Because the entrusted are all lonely and wild ghosts, and they can't collect money." As soon as this remark came out, several young masters didn't answer.

Xiang Yu continued: "My brother started out with good intentions, just to help those wandering souls. But with his reputation, all kinds of ghosts came. Every night, those ghosts came to our house with a look of tragic death. Competing to tell some sad stories. I knew it was all fabricated when I heard it. But my brother is different. He couldn’t bear it. He made wooden dolls to be possessed by ghosts day and night, just to fulfill the ghost’s wish. Relatives are reunited, great revenge will be avenged."

"Stupid." Shi Ting snorted.

Xiang Yu said: "That's right. But those ghosts have bodies, and they can travel during the day. They are in large numbers in the capital, and you will not recognize them when you see them. Although those ghosts are cunning by nature, they cheated their bodies from my brother. , but they still have to rely on my brother to fix it. So if you let them know that someone has said something bad about my brother, don’t worry, they will do anything.”

The young masters present looked at each other in shock, laughed dryly and said nothing, the coke spoiled Xiang Yan who was eavesdropping outside.He thought to himself: The cutest younger brother in the whole capital is our Xiaoyu, who speaks so fiercely about me, but still pretends to be an elder brother in his heart.

Just as he was proud, the screen was lifted with a bang.Xiang Yan panicked and heard the person in front of him ask, "Is this butterfly yours?"

Xiang Yan glanced at Shi Ting's angry face, and tried to catch the butterfly.Shi Ting withdrew his hand and leaned forward to Yan, Shi Ting immediately held his wrists to prevent him from falling down.

The two looked at each other in surprise.

Even in a dream, the touch is very real.

Shi Ting said: "What are you doing with this butterfly on me?"

Xiang Yan asked softly, "Has Your Highness ever thought that my life is just a dream?"

Shi Ting was taken aback.

"This butterfly can lead His Highness out of the dreamland."

Shi Ting fell into deep thought.

"I'm waiting for you outside the dream." After Xiang Yan finished speaking, he turned and ran to the street.The butterfly in Shi Ting's hand suddenly flew up and followed him.

Suddenly Shi Ting rushed out of the crowd, strangled Xiang Yan's wrist, flicked it vigorously, and shook out another butterfly from his sleeve.

"Who are you lying to? You obviously used this wooden butterfly to eavesdrop on our conversation. Just now I heard the doorman say 'Entry, fifty gold'."

"Hahaha……"

Although Shi Ting was annoyed, seeing Xiang Yan's harmless appearance, he let go.He said: "Go back, don't worry about Xiang Yu. He and I have known each other since we were young in the painting academy. I know that he has been struggling recently, and I have never dared to ask me for a loan, so I let him paint."

Knowing well that Shi Ting was waiting for Xiang Yu Ru's younger brother, Xiang Yan gave a deep bow and said, "Thank Your Highness for your pity." But when he finished speaking, he raised his head, and saw that Shi Ting had gone far away without saying a word.

He felt lost.At this time, the relationship between myself and His Highness is still very distant, and it is impossible to persuade me to rashly propose to leave together.Now I can only wait for the relationship to make progress before speaking.

Xiang Yan went home alone.After walking a few steps on the road, someone tapped him on the shoulder.As soon as he turned his head, the man stretched out his hand to snatch the butterfly from him, how could he give in to this.

He touched his sleeve pockets, he happened to be carrying two battle wooden armors today, so he was about to release them.Unexpectedly, at this moment, two more people came up behind him, and a sack came up to trap him.