Loyal dogs always commit suicide [Quick Transmigration]

The pavilion is located in a corner of the capital.Among the willows, fireworks and mist, Qionglou and Yuyu are scattered high and low, with carved beams and painted buildings, and the corners of the eaves fly away.

Young Master Jinyi didn't even look at it, he just walked inward.

"Who is coming?" Dozens of figures suddenly shot out from within the silent high wall, "This is an important place in the martial arts world, no trespassing is allowed!"

I saw that young man in brocade clothes suddenly turned around and disappeared in the blink of an eye.Dozens of guards were all startled. Looking around, they saw the figure of the jade tree facing the wind standing alone on top of the beasts on the roof. His long hair was flowing, the wind was blowing back to the snow, and a pair of cat-like handsome eyes were smiling and looking down. .

"Bold madman!" All the guards were furious, and they all jumped up and jumped towards the man.

The brocade-clothed young man calmly waited for them to approach, he suddenly leaned back and fell straight down.When it is about to touch the ground, tap your toes lightly, sweep out more than three feet, and land firmly on the doorstep.Shaking the sandalwood fan and looking up at the couplet, he smiled and bent his lips: "It's really a good couplet."

All the guards wanted to chase again, when suddenly a majestic voice came from the air: "Everyone back down! Don't be rude to the young master."

When all the guards heard the sound, they immediately fell down and bowed down.

Young Master Jinyi also restrained his jokes, turned around and saluted respectfully: "See you, Uncle Shi."

The person who came was an old man with white beard and hair. He was tall and powerful, and he was the former old pavilion master who had just stepped down from his post, Ouyang Wuming.

"Get up quickly, there is no need to be too polite." The old pavilion master Ouyang stepped forward, helped the young man in brocade clothes, and looked at him carefully from top to heel, "Poda! You are more and more beautiful now, I am really on your behalf Dad is happy."

"..." Young Master Jin Yi trembled.

"Poda, Poda. He really lives up to his words." The old pavilion master recited it twice again, seemingly with infinite emotion, "I think back then, when I received the news of your birth, I was with your father in the middle of the night. When reading in the building, I just read "Che Gong" in the Book of Songs."

Recalling the situation that day, the old pavilion master couldn't help but walk with his hands behind his back, chanting loudly in the courtyard:

My chariot is both attacking, my horse is the same, and the four men are huge, driving to the east.

The field car is good, the four males are Kongfu, and there is Fucao in the east, and they are hunting in words and deeds.

The son of Yu Miao, selected disciples Xiao Xiao, Jian Yan set up Yan, and fought beasts in Ao.

Driving the other Si Mu, the Si Mu Yi Yi, Chi Fu Jin Xi, together with Yi Yi.

Now that I have decided to pick up, the bow and arrow have been adjusted, and the shooter has been the same, help me lift the firewood.

The four yellows are driving, and the two horses are not slack, and if they do not use their gallops, they will lose their arrows like broken arrows.

Xiao Xiao Ma Ming, leisurely Jingjing, only the imperial guard is not surprised, and the big shop is not full.

The son of Yu Zheng, who is heard but not heard, agrees with a gentleman, and the development is also great.

"That day your father was like me at the moment. After reciting the whole chapter, he felt so proud. Your father immediately said: This child's character is called 'Po Da'!"

"..." Young Master Jin Yi looked at the sky speechlessly, and said calmly, "My father has a good eye to be able to pick out the word 'po' from so many words at a glance."

After reminiscing about the past, the old pavilion master ordered his subordinates non-stop: "Come here! Take the young master to the Pinxiang Tower to select the divine beasts."

Pinxiang Building is the first place that the previous pavilion masters must go before taking over the affairs.

The Xinren Pavilion mainly chooses its own exclusive beast here, and concludes a contract with it, and will never leave it.

As the dusk gradually sinks, the lamps and shadows in the Pinxiang Building are dim, the orchid musk deer is dense, and there is a faint sound of silk and bamboo.

The staircase twists and turns between the red gauze curtains, leading to a hall.Glass lamps with interior paintings of flowers are hung on the four corners of the house, and scrolls are hung on the walls.

Inside each scroll is an ancient divine beast sealed.They have been sleeping here for hundreds of years, waiting for the arrival of their masters.

The master chooses the beast, and the beast also chooses its master.The contract will only take effect if the two parties have selected each other at the same time.Otherwise, the conclusion of the contract will fail, and you have to choose another auspicious day to re-elect.

"Young master, please take a bath and change clothes first, choose a scroll, hang it in front of the altar, burn incense and make offerings, and then sit quietly on this futon for three hours." The subordinate who led the way lit the crimson wax in front of the hall, pointing to the interior furnishings and explaining.

"After three hours, if the selected divine beast is also interested in the young master, it will appear as a human body and form a bond with the young master. If no one shows up at that time, the young master will have to choose another day."

After a few more words of advice, the subordinate closed the door and left.Only Su was left in the Pinxiang Building.

Su Yiyan took a bath, changed into plain white clothes, and strolled leisurely in the house, appreciating the scrolls on the four walls one by one.

Each painting depicts a lifelike mythical beast, with its name and habit beside it.When Su approached, the painting scroll emitted a faint snow-blue light, with varying degrees of brightness.The brighter the light, the stronger the desire of the beasts in the painting to bond.

Su walked along the four walls for a week, and found that one of the scrolls was particularly eye-catching.Before the Su people approached, the painting couldn't wait to light up, the light was dazzling.

Walking over to take a closer look, in the painting is a black mythical beast with a handsome body and lightning-like eyes, and a column of small characters next to it reads:

Xiong, which looks like a unicorn, is black in color and has a horn on its forehead. It is also called a unicorn.Can distinguish right from wrong, know good from evil, devour treacherous people.If the corner is broken, you will die.

Su stretched out his hand and touched the scroll lightly, the light became more and more intense, and there was a hint of sandalwood fragrance floating secretly.In the painting, the beast looks at him with piercing eyes, as if silently saying: Choose me.

Su secretly smiled in his heart, but his face remained calm, he pretended to frown and said to himself: "Hey! You look so ugly. I don't want this." He lifted his feet and walked away while sneaking a glance from the corner of his eye.

Hearing his words, the divine beast in the painting was as if struck by lightning, but still did not give up, and the snow-blue light on the scroll did not dim for a long time.Even the scent of sandalwood became stronger and more eager to follow: choose me, choose me, choose me...

Su ignored it, and wandered around the house for a while before returning to the painting.

As soon as he turned back, the scroll lit up enthusiastically again, looking at him eagerly.

"Forget it, just be ugly." Su shook his head, "You are so ugly that it makes me more radiant."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the beast in the painting seemed to roll his eyes at him.

Su took off the scroll with both hands, hung it in front of the altar, burned incense and worshiped a few times.Then I sat on the futon and looked at the hourglass.

It was probably because of the tiring journey on the way to Beijing, and after sitting for less than two hours, Su gradually felt tired.Amid the soothing and refreshing scent of sandalwood, he unconsciously leaned on the table and fell asleep.

In a trance, the body suddenly warmed up, as if being gently embraced by someone.

A barely audible sigh came from next to my ear: "...childish."