Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

With a long sigh, Tai Yi raised his eyes to see the purple clouds falling rapidly, his face was solemn for a moment, and he clarified again: "The spirit of the Eastern Emperor Bell was born with me, and the Eastern Emperor Bell did not It's just the Chaos Clock. We met because of the Chaos Clock, and we ended because of the Chaos Clock."

That's what he meant by gifting the clock, but it seems that he didn't speak clearly enough at the beginning, so that there were some misunderstandings.

Speaking of the last sentence, although Tai Yi's figure became thinner and weaker, but his expression was determined by the naked eye, "The ending of everything was doomed back then, and there will be no change because of your existence, Jia She. .”

"Father, I understand." Jia She waved his hand, looking at the thinner and thinner figure, his eyes sparkled, "Take care! Or try to find a tree? Don't fly in the sky, or the water Swimming is fine too. As long as you are happy. Goodbye!"

"Granduncle!" Jia Zhen wiped her tears and shouted hoarsely, "I...uncle, why don't you burn the body of the father? See if there is any other blood, and give the uncle some more time. There are a lot of whispers to him. Uncle Tan, haven't you shown it to your uncle yet?"

——He saw the clouds floating down with his sharp eyes, this kind of breakup should be face to face, and the face should be slapped severely to relieve the anger!

Although he didn't quite understand the grievances and hatreds in the past, that sentence of "a bird frightened by the bow" pierced his little heart, it was too piercing.

He doesn't understand Taiyi, but he understands how much his great-uncle wishes to fly. His great-uncle loves horses all his life, and enjoys the feeling of galloping and flying on horseback.Knowing that he was going to learn how to ride a horse, he happily threw him around.

Such a person, knowing his own past, will never dare to fly again...

Jia She turned her eyes to look at Jia Zhen in horror.As expected of a cub looking for a veterinarian's pulse!

But what Jia Zhen said made sense.

"That's right, Dad, I have a lover who is predicated on getting married, take a look?"

Emperor Dejia rested his forehead and sighed—these two live treasures.

"However, is it feasible?" Emperor Dejia raised his head, "Old Jia, no, Donghuang, why don't you just come back to life? Everyone in your family is too weird."

He was so angry that his heart became stronger.

"Your Majesty, don't complain to my father," Jia She said urgently, "Father, I am very obedient. In the past two years, I have not only planted corn in the field, but also ran in the deep mountains and old forests. I have lost weight after working day and night. "

"I know, you've grown up." Tai took a look at Jia She, with approval in his eyes. After saying this, his figure became completely empty, and his words began to be intermittent, "Life and death...the rules can't be messed up. The emperor, In the end, I will warn you in my capacity as the Eastern Emperor, resurrection from the dead, and immortality are false."

"The duty of the emperor is to protect the people."

Emperor Dejia frowned.He is not interested in immortality and so on, maybe this "culprit" has influenced him since he was a child.

"Don't worry," Emperor De Jia raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, controlling his pain. He didn't want to recall the scene when he saw the accidental death.

Now it should be filled with relief and hope.

His throat was a little hoarse, and Emperor De Jia waved his hands imitating Jia She, "It's good news, you have a good journey."

"Go all the way." Jia She, with moist eyes, looked at his father who had disappeared, and said every word.

At the same time, the purple clouds fell on the ground, and before they even stopped, a person rushed over.

In the process of running wildly, there was a strong wind.

Emperor Dejia felt the aura of Ling Ran, and quickly gestured to make way for the guards who drew their swords.

Jia She's eye circles were slightly red, and he looked around.Even though the guards were a little flustered on the surface, subconsciously they still guarded their surroundings, besieged them in a circle, and even drew their weapons, with a look of resignation to death.

Jia Zhen stared at the seven people who came out of the clouds, counted with her fingers, and whispered, "Father, I don't seem to be able to count? The number is wrong." Isn't there only six saints? indivual?

"Maybe they're all guards. Keep an eye on your uncle. Don't pinch him. This is not Jia Shishi." Emperor Dejia was still immersed in the sentence "a bird of fright", with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

At the beginning, he had the idea of ​​persuading them to make peace and not to persuade them to leave. After all, they have created children. This family is full of gods and ghosts, and it is not like them. There is always a way to get together one day.For the sake of both Jia Daishan and Jia Amnesty's dedication to the country, he also thought about reciprocating, otherwise there would be no topic of "chasing people by routines", but unexpectedly it was different.

Time can't heal this pain, let alone this family is the representative of time.As long as you look up, you can see the Golden Crow.If you can see the Golden Crow, you want to see sunrise in ten days and return in one day.

This kind of thing is scarier than hell mode.

It is even more terrifying than when he seized Jia Daishan's military power back then.

Emperor Dejia let out a long sigh, and still couldn't help but look over with scrutiny.

This is so close, I really have to say that Tongtian, one of the three Qings transformed by Pangu's primordial spirit, looks so handsome that even he, an emperor who is used to seeing three thousand beauties, can't describe his handsome appearance .Coupled with that temperament, it will overwhelm the country and the city!

It's a pity...

Jia Daishan, no, Tai Yi's remnant soul turned into a ray of golden light and entered the ground.

The two of them couldn't even speak.

The one with the consciousness of the whole world was about to chase after him, but unexpectedly, a roar came to his ears——

"You chase, you think you are a saint, you can cross the door of life and death?"

Jia Amnesty looked at Tongtian who seemed to be chasing after him into the underworld, and sneered: "Back then, you were dead, and you died simply. Have you ever been in the underworld? Is there such a thing as reincarnation? There is only one life. , not life after life.”

Tong Tian looked back at Jia She silently.

Jia Amnesty met people's gaze without avoiding it, and paused every word, "Don't forget that I am a cub made out of bones by Taiyi's good corpse. Don't procrastinate to provoke hatred."

Tong Tian froze, looking at Jia She with scarlet eyes, "I..."

"[Who is getting deeper than anyone else, don't be so frank...]" Jia She said, he still has the nature of a bird, and he likes to use songs to express the pain of the "frightened bird" in his heart, "【Don't be so cruel, someone Zheng Yaner is newly married, and there are people in the cold water of the river... The dusk floating on the river is so peaceful in this world.”

Everyone present: "..."

"Do you know what this song is called?"

Without waiting for Tongtian to open his mouth, Jia Shesu said: ""Wait until you are 35 years old", Duanxiu Longyang is still a disease in modern times, and it is a forbidden area. They are in love, but one is going to marry a wife and have children, because he Cowardly, because he couldn't resist reality, and the other one waited for years and years and finally committed suicide." Jia She looked at Tongtian, his voice trembling, "But... but the meaning is the same, you are a saint, but you can't resist reality , so he couldn't wait for you to come, so he left."

"Even if you didn't die on the tenth day and the ninth day, did you stand by Taiyi's side? You don't need your military support. Would you say another word of comfort and encouragement? If you have fulfilled the duties of a saint, then he will fulfill the duties of the Eastern Emperor." Responsibilities, what's wrong? Who are you showing your pain to now? Don't talk about other things, have you taken care of the only three-legged Golden Crow orphan?"

"No." Lu Ya, who followed, did not hesitate to insert a knife, saw Jia She's scarlet eyes, and brought the topic to him: "Not only him, but other goddamn saints will not allow me to ease the trauma , Take the moral kidnapping to let me play light and heat, the little sun has been around for thousands of years, and I don’t care about me if I don’t blow myself up. But what about them themselves?”

As he said that, Lu Ya looked at the group of saints who followed Qiqi with a layer of haze in his eyes, "As long as they are endangered, this so-called saint covenant is bullshit."

—The saints all came here for the words of Jia Zhen's mouth.

The saint's scalp tingled, but the most important thing right now was the disappearance of the Dao ancestor, so Qi Qi looked at Jia Zhen with some urgency.

When Jia She heard this, his attention shifted from Tongtian and his family's grievances. He squinted his eyes and looked at Jia Zhen following everyone's line of sight, leaving Tongtian alone to stare at the tombstone in a daze.

"Father, Mother, Uncle, Uncle, Grandfather..." Jia Zhen was stared at by so many eyes and shivered for a while, but when she thought of her previous plan, she still restrained the little panic in her heart and cried out fiercely. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then his whole body trembled, looking dumbfounded by fright, and slumped on the ground again, shouting continuously, "Master, come out."

As he said that, he squeezed his fist and hammered the ground, "Master, if you don't come out, we will return to the underworld. Maybe we don't even have a soul! The saint killed me, and killed me with his eyes. I was scared to death, so scared, Be afraid."

While speaking, Jia Zhen also warned Hongjun incidentally: "Uncle, you are not allowed to make a sound."

Hongjun: "...Your dramas for half a year have not been in vain."

"This is no nonsense, I have taken the strategy of single seedlings." Jia Zhen plausibly said, "In Jia's house, in Dazhou, I had one seedling in thousands of acres. Now, although I don't know why you appear in my mind, but I have You, that is equivalent to holding their lifeline."

After saying this, Jia Zhen rolled around again, and Ang Tian shouted: "Father, where are you! Someone bullied me!"

Emperor Dejia looked at Jia Zhen, who was crying for his father and mother, lying and rolling on the ground. This series of movements was smooth and smooth, and Jia Zhen blinked and blinked again.Compared with rolling around in the past, Jia Zhen is too magical now.

When drying the clothes just now, Jia Zhen made a wave curl.This wavy roll is like scraping a layer of wood with a file, and the curvature that is naturally rolled up.Jia Amnesty rolled two layers in a row, so Jia Zhen's head now looks like the poodle of Shanggong.

While thinking, Emperor Dejia slowly glanced at Jia She.

Jia Amnesty was rolled so suddenly, his expression was a little dull, and his eyes slowly shifted from Jia Zhen to Emperor De Jia.Meeting with Emperor Dejia in mid-air, they both saw two words in each other's eyes - there are ghosts.

It's very common for Jia Zhen to roll around on the ground, but it's totally impossible to be frightened and frightened by her eyes!This nerve is thick... no, there is no nerve at all, it is completely a master who remembers to eat but not to fight.

The saints looked at each other, and I looked at you, and finally looked at Zulong together.

Zulong gestured with a hand and a gun, raised his head and pointed to his head.He...he has nothing to do.Oh, there is a way, put on a mobile phone, and broadcast live to your friends.

In the nineteenth floor of Hell, Di Jun looked at Jia Zhen, who was covered in mud, and the flames became more and more exuberant, "The saints are all blind? They were fooled! And what is Zulong doing?" What about Long Wei? This bastard will just get out of here without saying a word."

"Ancestral dragon has such a thing as dragon power?" As the number one enemy of Zulong, Yuan Feng was the first one to see Zulong in the eyes of such a group of people.

Shameless, even taking snacks from the dining table that the little dragon cub took out earlier.

"Sister, go up and show your face too." Di Jiang said unhurriedly, "Shh, they are saints."

Hou Tu was stunned, "But..."

"Didn't you hear what Di Jun said? It must be fine. Even if it is not the Taoist ancestor, he can live for 8000 years. How can he be so weak?" Di Jiang analyzed: "It's just that these saints have a guilty conscience and For tens of thousands of years, Hongjun has been regarded as the backbone, so this little dragon cub tricked everyone into coming down to earth with a lie."

"Look at us, we are all dead in the eyes of the tribe, and there are other leaders who can lead the tribe to live well. But what about them? Each has its own strength, who can obey whom?" Di Jiang grabbed a handful of melon seeds , "Actually, we are the same as us, but when we die, we are just a mass of souls. Even if we pinch them, we are still fighting like children."

"Di Jiang is right, just like the emperor's selection of heirs, everyone must fight for success." Di Jun said slowly, "Now they have no leader. It is also the best time for us to take the opportunity to slaughter people."

Houtu still sighed a little: "But taking advantage of this..."

"Since they did the first day of junior high school, don't blame us for doing the fifteenth day." Di Jun and Di Jun said in unison.

After saying this, the two groups of souls looked at each other, "The undead of my witch/lich race should also have an explanation."

Yuanfeng drifted away silently, "Compared with you two scheming, that Zulong is much cuter."

Houtu drifted away in a trance.

Before leaving the underworld, Hou Tu looked at Tai Yi who floated back, with joy and surprise in his eyes, "Tai Yi, you..."

"Empress Houtu, I'm going to mix souls in modern times, but can you tell me something? I probably thought of why I have blood on the emperor's body." Tai Yi nodded and saluted and said slowly: "Because of trust."

"When I was Jia Daishan, I believed that Emperor Dejia would be a good emperor, so before the crisis came, I would save him without thinking." Tai Yidao: "Emperor Dejia also trusted Jia Amnesty, that's why he He would allow people to use the sun fire to dry clothes and touch his body. And Jia She also believes that the sun fire can burn evil spirits on the top, and cook on the bottom. It has the ability of ordinary fire..."

Tai Yi thought of the little curly hair on Jia Zhen's head, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he continued solemnly: "It can also be innovated into a curling iron."

"The abilities at the birth of the heaven and the earth are not static. The Father God gave us abilities, and it didn't mean that we should stand still and be complacent."

Houtu nodded if he had realized something, and watched Taiyi go in the direction of Samsara, floating so resolutely without hesitation, and sighed deeply.

Just as her brother said, these souls occasionally fight over old accounts or disagree with certain ideas, and they have to toss the souls to shatter them.Only Taiyi is serious, well-behaved and reincarnated, and even studies hard and makes progress every day.

With some sighs, Houtu headed towards the red building in the three thousand realms of the storybook.After waiting, Houtu was still a little stunned when he saw the situation in front of him clearly.

A big "blackboard" was hung in the cemetery, and Jia Amnesty was knocking on the "blackboard" with a ruler.

Jia Amnesty can't do anything about it, the scene is chaotic, and I can't make sense of it. Those who recognize their relatives, those who are looking for people, those who are broken in love, and those who are broken in love, and Tingfeng sends battle reports... So first, prioritize, Otherwise, how to solve it is a mess.As they were listing them, Jia Amnesty looked at the row of "sage audience" with their heads up, and was half-pissed off. He also looked up to see who else was coming.

After seeing the figure clearly, Jia She immediately turned into a flower, and greeted him flatteringly, "Mrs. Houtu."

Houtu ignored the gazes of the other saints.

Looking at Jia She with a gentle tone, Hou Tu smiled and said the reason for his visit: "I'm here to see how the little underworld is doing, so as not to be ruined by some people who don't have good eyesight."

Zu Long coughed and sipped his tea, "Female...goddess, you can ignite the flames of war with one word."

"When a sage is created, the world is created. You can intervene at will to interfere with the operation of the small world. How much trouble has the police illusion caused me in the underworld? If Jia Amnesty is not here, who will I ask to solve it?" Houtu said with a straight face: " This seat is not a saint, so I will give my children a back door, what can you do for me with double standards?"

"Wow! How domineering. Beautiful sister, sit down." Jia Zhen took out the soft chair from her own space.Maybe he is really motivated when he has a need, and he has learned the way of refining very well.The mansion has refined more than a dozen sets, such a mere set of comfortable tables, chairs and benches, he actually has many spare sets.But he just didn't want to give it to the saints.

So I threw a futon for them to sit on.

But Empress Hou Tu is different, this is his uncle's immediate boss, and she seems to be on their side, she must be treated as a super noble.

"Your Majesty, what kind of tea do you want? Jasmine Pu'er Fruit Tea Fruit Wine..."

"You dragon cub is too discriminatory." Zulong quit.He clarified his identity and got a wooden bench.

"Ladies first, haven't you heard?" Jia Zhen said plausibly, "Don't interrupt, or I will ask my uncle to lower the purpose of your visit by one star."

After hearing this, Zu Long glanced at the graded stars listed on the "blackboard", and the destinations of each person were ranked by Jia She in order of importance.

So ending the rebellion is five stars; going back to catch up on sleep is four stars.

Three stars is to celebrate the reunion of brothers, and to organize team building activities.

The one with two stars is Jia Zhen's status.

The one star is "Where is the Way of Heaven Going?" ".

This kind of arrangement can really piss off a saint, but the way of heaven is going to disappear, the only clue is in Jia Zhen's head.

Jia Zhen left without saying a word.

Even his father Long, who watched the excitement, felt furious, not to mention those saints, all of them were furious, but it was useless.

Jia Amnesty extinguished the fire with a chilly sentence from the sidelines—no one who is insane is held criminally responsible.

Looking back on the past, Zulong looked at the dragon cub who was busy around the back soil, and silently poured himself a glass of boiled water to calm down.

The saints who were completely ignored looked at each other with some vigilance in their eyes—the Houtu is here, and Di Jun and his party may not be far away.

Jia Amnesty didn't care what the saints were thinking, so he raised his hand and patted the "blackboard", "It's already been listed, so let's deal with it one by one according to this level of importance, don't interrupt me."

"After going back, stay at Jia's house first."

"You people, remember it for me, take back all the coercion on your body, take it back, don't use magic tricks for me at every turn, and make a storm, don't blame me for overdrawing and borrowing fire and arrows Army, directly bombard the Heavenly Court."

After threatening the saint, Jia Amnesty glanced at Jia Zhen.

Jia Zhen turned into a little dragon cub, curled up in Emperor Dejia's arms, and went back first.He doesn't want to entertain the Saints.

Emperor Dejia carried Jia Zhen into the carriage and went straight back to the palace, still in a daze.

"Father, why haven't you recovered yet?"

"Those who can come back to their senses are all talents." After Emperor De Jia finished speaking, he glanced at Jia Zhen who was leisurely and leisurely wagging his tail, and couldn't help asking: "You already know that you are Ao Bing, how do you know?" ..."

Emperor Dejia's words came to an abrupt end. Seeing Jia Jing who entered the palace with his boss, he shuddered, "Jia Jia...Jia Jing, why are you here?"

"If you go back to the emperor, I'm here because of the dagger." Jia Jing replied respectfully, with a tired look on his face after staying up all night.

"Because I heard that you have a secret matter and left, so Wei Chen and King An chatted a few words first."

Emperor Dejia secretly glanced at his boss and rubbed his eyes.He even felt the pain, this is not a slap in the face.But that's fine, after all...

He doesn't get involved in this young man's affairs.

Jia Zhen glanced at Wang An expectantly, then turned to look at his own father, curious, "Father, how do you know?" Didn't his uncle wipe out the soul of Jiang De?

Jia Jing and Yan Yuese explained, "King An mentioned that He Yun had told his fortune before. Before he died, he must be most afraid of unpredictable changes..."

The eldest prince looked at Jia Jing, who was doing the analysis, with no expression on his face, and endured the pain and opened his eyes to look at his father.The calmer Jia Jing's tone is now, the more important things will happen in the future.

What happened to Ao Bing?

Emperor Dejia shuddered inexplicably, "You...Jia Jing, close the case next time, Wanshou Festival is very busy, why don't you live in Dali Temple?"

While speaking, Emperor De Jia gestured to Dai Quan—quickly ask Tingfeng to report to Jia She, and change his position.

"It's a long story. Sit down and let me speak slowly. Just now..."

"Father, it's actually very simple. Have you read "Feng Shen Bang"? I am the dragon that was skinned and cramped. Then the ancestor of the dragon clan called Zulong gave me a back door and let me reincarnate." Jia Jane said bluntly: "The old ancestors are so funny. Uncle put them all at home. Let's go and see them together later, Shura Field! Uncle has passed away, and there are other saints too. Saints They were still deceived by me, and I said nonsense that the uncle is dead, so they got anxious and came here like King Jingqin."

De Jiadi poured himself a cup of tea with trembling hands, calm down.

The eldest prince took a deep breath, "So the legendary saint is in Jia's house?"

"That's right." Jia Zhen nodded, gesticulating with her claws: "It's time for Shura!"

"No, add me," Jia Jing paused, with a hint of coldness on the corner of his mouth, "it's called Shura Field."