ghost in the book

The sculptures of the two have all turned back into fairies... everything is a tribute to the love between the two.Oh yeah!

In the end, even Yixuan knew: From then on, the general and the beautiful woman—oh no, the young man who was honest, kind, helpful, upright and knowledgeable—lived a happy life.forever……

Wu Luo: "Hey! Where are your hands touching?! (0д0;)!"

~Behind the Scenes~

Host: "This is the first short drama filmed by the "Ghost in the Book" crew. I wonder what you think? Let's contact the outside reporters."

Pastry: "Hi everyone, I'm reporter Youbing, ah, no, Pastry... Well, next, I will interview the three protagonists who participated in this filming—Wu Luo, Langya, and Hao Ziyao. Applause is welcome~"

Hao Ziyao strode onto the stage and lifted the table with his hand! "What kind of setting is this! How could Gu be so vulgar! So boring! So vile! So irritable... Ahem, maybe Gu has a bad temper, but it doesn't mean that Gu will be a villain, and of course he won't kill wolves General Ya! Orphan is not crazy!"

The reporter backed away tremblingly, "Don't hit me... Isn't this just a random story for fun? If there are good people, there must be bad people. Only when there are conflicts can there be interesting plots...Uh, is there anything Wu Luo wants to say?"

"As the protagonist, I have something to say, of course!" The young man reached for the microphone and took a step forward with joy. "First of all, thanks to CCAV, thanks to XX Provincial TV, and thanks to the old man and friends for their great support! Again, I want to express my doubts about the plot-why I have an extra idiot-like dad for no reason and is also as strong as a father in front of me. The cow went into the forest alone and then became ill. What kind of magical development is this? Let’s not complain about why the logging machine has such a magical function that it can be used as a key. I also don’t mention how there was a logging machine in that era. The strangest thing is that Why can a teacup save me and my idiot dad with a woodcutter?? In the end, I really wanted to vomit about my embarrassing and godlike name! Author, how much do you want to respect the original work? !Since my appearance is mediocre, you can change the main character. For example, Zhenjie, she is definitely worthy of the word "beauty!" Luo. Beautiful women can correspond to the fairy tales of the Diablo series! Oh, by the way, the author, you have never been a Jiang Lang, let alone Jiang Lang is exhausted haha!"

The reporter who was wiping cold sweat continued to back away, turning his head to look at the beautiful Loulan who was sitting quietly beside him as if asking for help. "This...is just a bad habit...Langya, do you have anything to add?"

General Spike nodded, his expression as usual indifferent. "I'm just a little puzzled. For example, why do I refuse a beautiful woman to sleep in the bedroom but allow her to stay overnight? For example, why do I use a vase to hold my mother's relics and put them in such a conspicuous place? It's not intentional. Do people want to steal it? Besides, why am I unable to defeat Hao Ziyao and lose my will to fight? And the most ridiculous thing is that Hao Ziyao is trying to assassinate me without knowing whether he wants to die or not?"

When the man from Canglang Anbu said the last sentence, the corner of his mouth slightly raised a terrifying arc.A chill ran through the reporter's body, he immediately dropped the microphone, and fled with his head in his arms! "I will never interview these horrible people again!!!"

Volume [-]: At that time, Taoism was ordinary

24. Tucao 21: Speaking idioms...

It took Wu Luo a long time to realize that in the previous battle in Luoyue Town, Langya was not defeated at all!After killing all the enemy soldiers, he poisoned himself to death.

"Well, that's great!" The young man rushed back and patted Langya on the shoulder, "I knew you were the best! Please take care of me in the future."

After knowing that his thugs are unparalleled in the world, the young man immediately got excited, and ran back to Hao Ziyao again, and couldn't help showing off his might, "Remember, from now on, you will listen to me!"

"Depending on you?" The irritable emperor snorted coldly, and the problem of shaking S broke out again. "Bring me a glass of water."

If you don't beat me for three minutes, you still go to the house to expose the tiles?If you don't hit your face with peach blossoms, you don't know why the flowers are so red!The good-for-nothing has the help of a great man, and suddenly becomes arrogant! "Spike! Flatten him!"

Langya: "..."

Hao Ziyao: "..."

Wu Luo: "...hey, hurry up! I'm going to take a bath! Langya, I'm coming back to meet a good and obedient rat poison!"

Langya: "..." Father, thank you.

Hao Ziyao: "..." Queen Mother, why are you so against Gu!What is the name of this!

Well, homophony is a terrible thing.

Of course, our General Lou Lan has quite self-control, no matter how much he hates the emperor Hao Ziyao, no matter how much he likes the irritable little boss, he will not really beat him up.One is that the attributes of a loyal dog still have a strong black belly, and the other is that the ancients valued friendship after all. Even if it is an irreconcilable relationship, the soup of rabbit soup must also take into account the most basic face, and will not Really torn.

However, words are sometimes more useful than fists.

So when the young man walked into the living room in casual clothes after humming a ditty to clean himself up, he saw a happy scene.

It is said to be enjoyable, but there are actually many potential meanings.

Langya has a military demeanor, sitting on a rattan chair with a straight spine, holding a book in his hand, and his long overlapping legs show a long and streamlined figure.Rat Poison was reclining lazily on the sofa, as if listening to the other party's teaching, with long silver hair flowing beside her, and her purple eyes were serious.Both of them are extremely handsome and dazzling, like the most beautiful figure painting, almost blinding the ordinary youth's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes for a moment.

If you hadn't seen the subtle bitterness in Rat Poison's expression, if you hadn't seen the ghostly smile in Langya's crimson eyes, if you hadn't seen that he was holding the Xinhua Dictionary of the [-] edition in his hand, the young man might really have been Blind.

"What are you doing?" Wu Luo stepped forward curiously.

Hearing Wu Luo's voice, Hao Ziyao froze for a moment, then raised his head and forced a smile at him.

The young man was startled instantly, "Wow, isn't it! How did you teach Langya? Immediate results!"

The black-bellied general shook his head and said lightly, "It's nothing, I just talked to him, don't worry about it."

What the hell did you say!It's really interesting!It's a pity that after waiting and waiting, seeing that Langya still didn't want to speak, the young man had no choice but to ask the question just now, "What were you doing before?"

"Teach him... idioms."

"Good idioms! This person is uneducated, so he knows how to fight!" Wu Luo got excited, "Come on, I'll test you! Well, let's say a few idioms with numbers."

Hao Ziyao hesitated for a while, then hesitantly replied, "...Nine shallow and one deep?"

Hearing this, the young man almost didn't spray a mouthful of old blood on the ground of Xiangchenxuan, he beat his chest and said, "You! Cough cough! You're talking all over the place, so colorful!"

"Seven up...eight down? Five lights...ten colors? Does it mean that the seventh is on top and the eighth is on the bottom, or seven times on top and eight times on the bottom? There are five bare buttocks and ten satyrs?" Emperor Xiqiemi asked. He nodded as if he was being taught, and looked around the young man's body playfully. "It seems that I still don't know much about my harem. Your Han people's bed customs are so open."

After being silent for a long time, the young man looked at Langya sadly, and said slowly, "You lied to me..."

"What? When?" Langya frowned.

"Just now... you lied to me that all the royal families in the Western Regions are proficient in Chinese."

The general of Loulan, both civil and military, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Usually speaking, the royal family of the Western Regions has two grand tutors, one from the same clan and one scholar from the Han family. As for the emperor of Xiqiemi, maybe there is something else hidden? "

"You know a lot about my imperial family." Hao Ziyao propped up his chin with his right hand, and tapped his slender index finger on the armrest of the sofa. He was recruited by Emperor Han when he was 14 years old, and he was appointed Tai Zhu Ling when he was 16 years old. When he was 20 years old, he was dissatisfied with the chief minister of the dynasty and lived in seclusion in the mountains. Three years later, he was met by his father by chance and invited to my country to be a grand tutor."

Yiye Zhiqiu, this is really a good name with outstanding literary talents. It's a pity that this teacher is so good, why did he teach an apprentice who can use pornographic idioms?

The young man couldn't help asking: "Then how did he teach you? What books did he ask you to read?"

"The teacher is very good, and the things he teaches are also interesting, especially played a big role in Gu's coming-of-age ceremony. It's a pity that his father thought he was 'ruining others' and drove the teacher away when Gu was 13 years old. So Gu hates it. Father, you haven't spoken to him for five years, but you still keep the gift from the teacher."

"what gift?"

"Spring︱ Palace Map."

...Your family is literate!Young master, as a Han nationality, I really want to plug my ears!Chinese is insulted by you and I can't help but want to shit!By the way, what kind of weirdness is your teacher?Taught you some amazing things when you were young!It's also useful for adult ceremonies!How about playing without it?Also give a spring︱palace picture!This is definitely cheating! I'll fuck it!Your father didn't cut off his head, it's a good deal for him, isn't it!

Wu Luo's mind was shattered, but looking at the emperor's expression, he felt that if the people in the Western Regions were so open-minded, wouldn't it appear that he had never seen the world?

This feeling of pain and tension lasted for two whole weeks, and then the young man who was struggling with it sublimated and became indifferent!

However, when the illiterate emperor made another mistake