Wang Yue Han

As the night fell, Jiao Er led Jiang Zihan and Yan Ziyao back to her home. It was a simple cave with a stone bed and two or three pieces of furniture. On one side of the cave were several sets of bowls and chopsticks and some food. The cave is spacious and doesn't make people feel damp, cold and oppressive. Jiang Zihan was dragged by the little Jiao'er to sit on the stone bed. Yan Ziyao walked over slowly, lowered his head to stare at him, stretched out his hand to pinch Jiao'er's face, and said "I thought it was some kind of monster that did the evil, but I didn't expect that it was you, a little jiao'er, who was crying." "Human monsters can't fall in love, it's only natural for him to be punished, besides, there are Buddhists intervening, do you really want to save?" Yan Ziyao sat next to him, and looked around this so-called family again. After all, the male-female style already violates the laws of heaven, and the combination of men and women is the way to balance yin and yang. What's more, Jiaolong is originally a demon, and he was named a fairy king because of his immeasurable merits. How can the gods allow him to violate the laws of heaven?

Human beings and monsters, Jiang Zihan didn't understand why the world would always regard monsters as foreign objects. He gouged out his eyes at Yan Ziyao, and said in a bad tone: "Humans and monsters are just different in origin. What's wrong with monsters? Once some monsters give emotion, it's Wholeheartedly, for the rest of my life! And if you look at the mortal world, how many men are unkind, and how many women love vanity!" In the hypocrisy, who can know the heart?Isn't sex enough in love?Why should you care about people with mortal eyes!

"Even if they are not hindered by transvestites, it is difficult for the world to accept the style of men and women." The world is like this, who cares whether you are sincere or not, even if it is common for men to have three wives and four concubines, but if someone wants to marry a male wife, unless He has power and power, and he can make all the voices of opposition and reviling disappear, otherwise he will just be looked down upon; "I don't know what you call masculinity, people and demons, I only know Daddy When I am with my father, I am happy and happy, my father will hold me and smile every day, and I will also be very happy, the family is together, no one disturbs me." Jiao'er broke free from Jiang Zihan's arms, her eyes were abnormal Resolute, remembering the smoke and clouds of the past, there is no noisy market, no outsiders disturb, the peaks turn white in winter, the sea of ​​flowers is clustered in spring, there are koi carp swimming in summer, the maple red and frost fall in autumn, the family sits quietly by the water, watching the stars and flowers As the sun rose and the moon set, Jiao'er naughtily rode on his father's shoulders, yelling at the horse to run fast, and the horse ran fast. When he was exhausted, Jiao Long coaxed the baby to sleep, and Jun Yu wrote a book Happiness at the moment, but that was just a passing moment before yesterday. Jiaoer was young and didn't understand, who was in the way of their life like this, and who had to be separated like this; "Yan Ziyao, do you understand? Jiaolong can't ask for more. If so..." Childishness is the simplest, you fight each other without sex, peace and simplicity are happiness, unfortunately, not everyone understands this truth.

"Okay, let's take ten thousand steps back, how do you save it? You must have love when you are unfeeling, and where do you go to find the loving person?" Yan Ziyao retreated to the wooden table next to him and sat down. The stele is full of ancient characters, let alone whether you can find a lover, even if you find a lover, what if the lover is illiterate?

"I don't know, but I believe that the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. Jiaolong also said that the man is far away in the sky, close in front of his eyes, close in front of his eyes..." Jiang Zihan muttered, the only person he could reach so far was Yan Ziyao. My thoughts are spinning, could it be him?

Maybe Jiang Zihan's gaze was too obvious, making Yan Ziyao uncomfortable, turned his back to dodge, and said after a while: "What are you looking at me for? I don't know anything."; "You really know nothing. Don't know?" Seeing his intention to dodge clearly, Jiang Zihan has made up his mind, Yan Ziyao must know something, got up and walked over, staring at his prey like a wild wolf, not allowing him to escape; "I don't know, Even if you know that I can’t help you, don’t forget that I’m a cultivator.” Yan Ziyao changed his angle so as not to face Jiang Zihan directly, he may not punish evildoers, but the God of Punishment, he He will not disobey the will of heaven, not to mention that he is only twenty-nine years old, and there is only one mortal, and let me ask the heaven and the earth, who dares to compete with the sky?

Listening to what he said, Jiang Zihan has concluded that Yan Ziyao must know a little bit, and the soft words can't understand, so it's better to change the way: "Oh, I know, I didn't expect that you are such a coward as a mouse, you Afraid to offend the gods and hinder your immortal journey!"; Yan Ziyao has a proud personality, he has always been willing to go against the current, and is not afraid of any risks. Jiang Zihan said this to him, how could he tolerate it: "My way of cultivation, how can I allow others? You are around!"; "That's good, if you are not afraid, then... How about saving Jiaolong?" When the iron was hot, Jiang Zihan immediately made up for the fire, and then instigated Jiao'er beside him to go into battle to fuel the fire. Jiao'er understood, and immediately Walking up to Yan Ziyao, he looked at Yan Ziyao pitifully with his big eyes puffed out with grievance. Although Yan Ziyao was a bit fierce, the big brother told him quietly that if he wanted to save his father, he would go to him. Acting coquettishly begging him, Jiao'er followed suit one by one, her chubby little hand tightly grasped Yan Ziyao's sleeve and swayed it, begging Yan Ziyao in a tender voice: "Big brother, Jiao'er wants daddy..." Jiao'er tugged on the other party's sleeve, bit her lower lip and swayed from side to side, causing Yan Ziyao to cover her eyes and ask herself, what should I do if the little bun is too cute to act coquettishly?But the principle must not be messed up, Yan Ziyao was struggling in his heart, but he still refused to let go: "It's not my father, I can't help!" In Er'er's mind, he dictated his words: "Brother Ziyao, if you don't help me, I will be sad, and when I am sad, I will cry, and when I cry, I can't control myself, and then I will... It rains endlessly!"; Eyes are the window to the soul, you can see through whether a person is good or evil, a person can dress up his appearance to be perfect, but he can't embellish the window of his heart alone, Jiao'er's eyes are swaying, like the stars are leisurely, yes The youngest son is pure and kind, but Yan Ziyao is not stupid, knowing that he is too old to say what he just said, it must be the bamboo spirit pointing behind his back, squinting his eyebrows and saying nonsense: "If you dare to cry again, I will strike you with a sword." I'll take you in, lock you up in a small dark room, and let those snake spirits and ghosts come and be your companions!"; Although Jiao'er has the blood of the dragon clan, Jiaolong is afraid of snakes and insects. All good, not afraid of strangers but extremely afraid of snakes and insects, Jiaolong just wants to scream up to the sky, you are the son of Jiaolong, nobler than snakes, insects, rats and ants, if you are afraid, it is the other party who is afraid of you!Jiao'er was poked into his weakness, so frightened that he immediately let go of Yan Ziyao's sleeve, turned around and hugged Jiang Zihan's upper thigh tightly, and looked up at Jiang Zihan with innocent eyes, as if accusing that person of being too terrible; Draw your sword if you really want to..." He couldn't die, Jiang Zihan insisted on forcing Yan Ziyao to bow his head and admit defeat, he didn't force anything before, but it was only a few days since Yan Ziyao broke into his world, he seemed to have already He won't give up until he wins everything; Yan Ziyao will never draw a sword with his youngest son, the battle of words has already been lost, he glanced at the little bun Jiao'er, then at Jiang Zihan, raised his hands and surrendered, that's all, save someone's life Sheng built the seven-level pagoda, and Jiaolong once benefited the people, so let's treat this matter as the world's gratitude to him: "I have only seen the book engraved on the Unfeeling Mantra stele in the collection of ancient books, and I can't guarantee how many notes I can recall. "; "I believe you can." Yan Ziyao promised to help, Jiang Zihan was naturally pleased, it was already dark outside, Jiang Zihan asked Jiao'er for a candle to light: "Think about it first, I will go and see with Jiao'er Have you eaten or not?" Jiao'er took Jiang Zihan to dig out some dry vegetarian food, and built a fire with Jiang Zihan, while Yan Ziyao took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the storage cabinet on the cave wall, recalling the documents he saw in silence "Big brother, Jiao'er doesn't know your name yet? And that brother over there, can you really help me rescue my father?" Jiao'er sat quietly in front of the stove, watching the flames go in with firewood. It was what he usually did with his father, but today it was changed to two strangers but familiar people, Jiao'er didn't know where they came from and where they were going, but he could help him save his father, He must be not a bad person, he is chatting with Jiang Zihan here, and Yan Ziyao is playing with the pen on the other side, because he seems to have misread a picture scroll, in which he is like Jun Yu, Jiang Zihan is like a dragon, and Youzi is lingering on his knees , Sansheng is lucky; "What are you thinking about!" It must have been a hallucination and nightmare just now, how could I think of living like that, is it really impossible to be careful?Yan Ziyao slapped himself to alert himself, causing the two people who were busy in front of the stove to turn their heads and look at him with strange expressions. I'm blushing with shame...

After a hasty dinner, Jiang Zihan comforted Jiao'er to sleep, and then he accompanied Yan Ziyao to silently read the old essays, hoping that he could come up with the result to save people from suffering, and the next day will be full of dawn, and the heaven will pay off for those who care. Yan Ziyao wrote the last stroke on the paper, announcing that the work is done, now he only needs to use the Chinese characters to compare and refer to the Unfeeling Curse Tablet, and the mystery of it will be cleared up.