Anecdotes about me and the civil servants of Hades

Bai Yao stood at the place where Jiang Yu disappeared, with his head down, his back straight and straight as if he had been nailed into his spine with a steel pipe, and against the background of Lin Yi's screams, the silent wind was slowly turning around his feet. You can see the expression on his face at the moment.

Lin Dandan screamed again, holding his head, twisting and struggling violently like a piece of pork belly thrown into a frying pan.Zhou Yihan didn't care about Lin Yi any more, and hugged her tightly, all his panic turned into strength to restrain Lin Dandan, trying his best to calm him down.But this girl has gone crazy.The roaring sound in the mouth became more and more sharp and weird.

Zhou Yihan's arms suddenly emptied, and Lin Dandan disappeared.

She fell to the ground, her chest sunken and her whole body paralyzed there as if she had been suddenly evacuated, staring in horror at the horrifying corpse that appeared in front of her eyes.

Jiang Xiangqi and Qi Yueyue came out of the back kitchen and were stunned by the vigorous scene in front of them. For a moment, they began to doubt whether this strange corpse was real or not.After all, it is a ghost town, maybe everything from the beginning to the present is a plot mission.

Jiang Xiangqi, the little sister with a rabbit mentality, was still thinking about throwing water on her hands slowly, and looked at Zhou Yihan and asked in confusion, "Why are you back again?"

Lin Yi squeezed her arms and howled, Zhou Yihan was in a daze, and no one answered her question.

Feeling the oppressive atmosphere, Jiang Xiangqi looked around but didn't see Jiang Yu, so he bravely walked around Bai Yao and asked cautiously, "Brother Bai Yao, where is my brother?"

This fluffy sentence seemed to press some switch, Bai Yao suddenly raised his head.

Jiang Xiangqi staggered back in fright, and stepped on Lin Dandan's hand next to him.

At that moment just now, she saw Bai Yao's eyes turned a frightening blood red.

The wind turning around turned into substance, shattering all the tables and chairs around, rolling sawdust flying, Bai Yao stood in the eye of the wind, and his white hair twitched with the wind.

The snow-white fingers were stretched out and held by his side, and the pitch-black Zhuxian umbrella appeared in his hand accompanied by ghost sounds. He was holding the handle of the umbrella tightly, and his eyes were lowered. Hard, the voice as low as thunder rolls out of the throat.

"Play this kind of trick in front of me, and let you know who the Lord of Hades is today."

The pitch-black figure appeared on the street outside the door in an instant. He looked at the thick white mist covering the sky, stretched out his left hand to explore the void in front of him, and held an umbrella in his right hand like a knife. Spreading in the air and jumping in all directions, the ghostly aura around his eyes could no longer be concealed, his slender eyebrows seemed to be stained with ink, and the blackness became deeper and deeper.

The crackling electric light has the power to shatter everything, leaving only black and scorched earth where it passes, and the thick fog slowly turns and dissipates in front of the eyes, revealing the messy and simple streets and dilapidated villages on both sides with only the keel of the roof.

The decay and decay accumulated over the years hits the face. This is a village that was destroyed by war hundreds of years ago.

A crooked figure appeared on the street ahead, it was the dead soul old lady.

She still looked dull and slow, raised her hand with difficulty and waved at Bai Yao, but this simple movement seemed to exhaust all her strength, she turned around slowly, and walked forward with a cane.

Holding Zhu Xian in his hand, Bai Yao raised his heels, and said to the two girls chasing after him without looking back, "Stay here and wait for me to come back."

He exuded a strong ghostly aura all over his body, his face was between "Bai Yao" and his body, and he couldn't help but began to distort, indescribably cold and gloomy.

Qi Yueyue dragged Jiang Xiangqi to the street, all this was really too unreal, it must be a dream.

The burning pain in Jiang Yu's body slowly dissipated. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was locked in a transparent spherical container. He was like a Snow White locked in a big crystal ball in the palm of his hand.

The surrounding scenery is distorted and deformed by the curved glass, colorful and tall.

He stood up and put his face on the cover, so that the refraction of the angle of sight was close to zero, so that he could see the surroundings clearly. Judging from the retro standing clock and enamel vase on the opposite side, the overall decoration of this house should be from the Republic of China, or from the late Qing Dynasty. style of.Looking around, the owner of the room must be very rich, and the decoration is very luxurious and exquisite. The warm gauze soft tent, the curtains are mainly dark pink, and the bronze-colored Pixiu incense burner is slowly and calmly wafting white smoke on the tasseled tassel tablecloth.

It might be an occupational disease, Jiang Yu subconsciously felt that this luxurious place should be a brothel.

I have a toothache. Is this a time-travel? Or is it a dream?

A woman was leaning on the concubine's couch next to her, her eyes were closed, her neck exposed was white and delicate, her vermilion lips were naturally closed, the lip line was smooth and soft, her right hand half-clasped gently against her forehead, she was wearing a well-cut red embroidered dress The cheongsam was splayed high, revealing two fair and clean legs.Her curves are very good, there is no fat on her bulging waist, and her limbs are slender and well-proportioned. It is not the morbid thinness that modern people pursue, but a kind of beautiful beauty.

The woman opened her eyes, slid her legs slowly, and got up lazily. "you're awake."

Jiang Yu hammered the glass cover in front of him, and asked about the standard triple series after the TV series was kidnapped. "Who are you?"

"where am I?"

"Why are you arresting me?"

The woman looked at her rouge-colored nails, and said gently: "This is Meng Po Zhuang, so I am naturally Meng Po."

Jiang Yu burst into a foul language. "You fart!" Meng Po is in charge of the underworld, so it is impossible to do such a life-killing act here.

The woman glanced at him, lowered her hands and folded them politely on her knees, her legs slowly landed on the ground, her speech was very elegant, she sat there like a delicate flower shining in water, she said quietly: "Do you know Yiwei?"

"Think?" Jiang Yu frowned doubtfully and asked, "What do you think?"

The woman lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes drooped.It seemed to be talking to Jiang Yu, and it seemed to be talking to himself. "Maybe he doesn't go by that name now."

Regardless of the loneliness on her face, Jiang Yu hammered on the mask desperately. "Let me out! Let me out!"

He found that this woman was not normal, and he continued to be imprisoned here, and he didn't even know he was dead.

He completely used his hands as hammers, regardless of whether it hurt or not, he just kept hitting the cover vigorously, and when he found that it couldn't be smashed, he switched to hitting with his shoulders.This looks very much like a princess locked in a castle by a witch and trying to escape desperately.

The noise brought back the woman who was stuck in memories over there. She raised her eyes, folded her hands on her lower abdomen naturally, and slowly got up and walked over.

Jiang Yu watched the huge face gradually approaching, and subconsciously stepped back.

The woman put her face close to the glass ball, and said in a good temper: "I felt that you had my intimate breath, so I pulled you over and put it here to save you. You drank Mengpo soup and continued to stay there The soul will be captured." Her tone was even gentle.From the beginning until now, this woman has been as calm as water, showing no hostility towards him.

Jiang Yu looked up at the distorted and deformed face that made people dizzy, exhaled, his attitude softened obviously, and he negotiated flexibly: "Then can you let me out of here first? I won't run, this place is too small , I'm sick of staying."

The woman pondered, wondering if it was because he was weak at 1.8 meters, and she waved her hand lightly without any extra worries.

The scenery in front of him was distorted and blurred, Jiang Yu covered his head, and then his body fell heavily on the ground, his forehead firmly connected with the ground seamlessly.

"Hiss—" He took a small breath of cold air, bent his slender legs in front of him, sat up slowly with one hand propped on the ground, rubbed his forehead with his palm, and stared at him.

The woman had already sat back on the imperial concubine's couch, sitting upright, looking at him quietly.

Now that things are up, Jiang Yu won't be so stupid and cute as to treat her as an adult, frowning and asking: "Are you... a lady from a downgraded family?"

The woman shook her head. "no."

Jiang Yu said, "Then you are...?"

Looking at the interior furnishings, it looks like a place where people are drunk and dreamy, but this woman's temperament is not like what a person in a place of fireworks should have. Every gesture is full of knowledge and understanding of a lady.

The woman said: "My name is Bai Pingwei, and my stage name is Jie Yuhua. I was originally the daughter of Inspector Youdu Censor Bai Wenyan." It may be that she hasn't seen a living person for a long time, but Bai Pingwei unexpectedly has a relationship with her. He chatted. "Later, the family was in decline, and Mu Qingci came to be listed as a singer."

Let me go, Jiang Yu secretly sighed, she is still the daughter of a high-ranking official, and she is a proper lady.

He has a great advantage that he can chat with anyone or any ghost in any way. Thanks to his professional and professional advantages, he subconsciously sorts out knowledge points after hearing the three words Jieyuhua. "Jieyuhua, the name of the allusion, is derived from Wang Renyu of the Five Dynasties "Kaiyuan Tianbao Legacy·Jieyuhua". Tang Minghuang said that Yang Guifei was "Jieyuhua", which means an understanding flower, which is a metaphor for an understanding beauty. It means that the beauty is intelligent and pleasant." Looking at the beauty, he said with a slight sarcasm: "It is very suitable for you."

Bai Pingwei was used to flirting with other people's words, so she thanked her indifferently.

Jiang Yu has always had a high opinion of a gentle and quiet woman. She has a good temper, and slowly relaxed her tense nerves. She took the initiative to raise the topic and asked, "You said just now that I have an aura that is close to you. What is it?"

The man's brain is pumped again.

Bai Pingwei turned her head and looked at Jiang Yu who was sitting on the ground with his hands on his knees and a sword on a golden horse.

"You have a very faint breath about you, very similar to my husband."

Jiang Yu frowned: "Your husband?" Is this beauty a married woman?Can't help but tut tut, that person is very lucky.

Bai Pingwei said: "His name is Yiwei, and all the courtiers call him Dorobeile."

"Dorobeile..." Jiang Yu widened his eyes and asked in shock, "Could it be Aixinjueluo Yiwei you're talking about?"

The eldest son of Emperor Daoguang and the eldest grandson of Emperor Jiaqing died young.As for the reason for his early death, it's a bit... hard to say.

Aixinjueluo Yiwei was born in a modest family, and his mother was just a maidservant of Emperor Jiaqing.So even though he was the eldest son, he was not taken seriously, and lived a life of luxury and money, living a life of dissoluteness and squawking.

After the other elder brothers died one after another, Jiaqing began to pay attention to his eldest son, and prepared to help the mud to the wall, and asked a famous writer at the time to teach him.

But Yiwei was used to being snarky by nature, and he was not disciplined at all, and he repeatedly contradicted the master during the time he was on the wall.

That's how the disaster came.

Once, Taifu said to him. "If the prince doesn't learn, how will he govern the world in the future."

Yiwei replied: "If I ascend the throne, I will be the first to kill you."

The old lady Fu Taoli couldn't stand the anger, so she ran to the emperor's father to sue in a rage.

Emperor Jiaqing was furious when he heard this, and called Yiwei to kick him.As a result, that kick just hit the lower body.

Yiwei died.

This prince has fully demonstrated what it means to be "absurd in life, useless in death".

Bai Pingwei nodded.He said lightly: "You should know him..."

Although she doesn't live here, she also knows the truth that "there is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the world has been thousands of years".Just like the Qin Emperor and Han Wu at the beginning, these royal biographies will be compiled into annals and known to later generations.

"I noticed you..." Before Bai Pingwei finished her sentence, the whole room shook suddenly, and the enamel vase on the shelf fell to the ground and shattered.

Bai Yao stood outside the building, his whole body was stern and cold, Zhu Xian crackled and glared in his hand, and the barrier in front of him was like a hundred thousand volts of electric current, rumbling and crumbling in the golden light.