Legend of the Orchid

On New Year's Eve, the ghost king hosted a table of food and wine, and sent someone to invite Zhao Tingjie and Li Zhonglan to have dinner. The reason was to discuss how to save Li Zhonglan, and he emphasized that Mr. Lan must go to talk about it.

Ting Jie naturally wanted to go, but Zhong Lan just refused, Ting Jie was strange and displeased because of this: "What did he do to you that made you resist so much?"

A suspicious blush was growing on Zhong Lan's cheeks, he hesitated and said, "It's nothing, I'll just go."

A cold light flashed in Zhao Tingjie's eyes, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Did he touch you?"

"No." Li Zhonglan shook his head hesitantly, if kissing is not counted as touching.

"That's good." Ting Jie put on Zhong Lan's clothes and was about to hug her. Zhong Lan gently pushed Ting Jie's arm and said, "I can walk by myself."

Guan Zhonglan, who was in charge of the courtyard, picked up this feather-light person directly, and went down to the dining room under the leadership of his servants.

Before the King of Ghosts arrived, there was only one big round table in the whole dining room, some cold dishes were placed on the table, an armchair was pulled out some distance by the courtyard steps, and Zhong Lan was allowed to sit in, while he stood aside and waited for the arrival of the master.

After a while, Shi Shiran, the ghost king, appeared, and beside him was a boy in white clothes. The boy's skin could be broken by blowing bullets, as if molded from ice and snow.

The ghost king smiled at Zhonglan, who turned even paler. The ghost king introduced: "This is the dog Situ Cong Shu, Shu'er, I haven't said hello to the guests yet."

However, Situ Congshu was panicked, terrified, the ghost king said helplessly: "The dog is afraid of seeing strangers, so you two will laugh at me."

Zhao Tingjie said kindly, "Master Gu doesn't blame us for disturbing your son."

The ghost king smiled slightly, logically his smile was very beautiful, like the quiet moonlight, bright and transparent, but when he sat down against Zhong Lan, a powerful soul-suppressing force was overwhelming like a mountain, instantly crushing him. Zhong Lan was defeated.

Li Zhonglan found sadly that his soul had completely surrendered to the ghost king's aura. If the ghost king ordered him to act out of line at this time, he might have to obey.

This is a kind of yin and mystery technique, which can be effective for ordinary people. The heavier the yin qi, the weaker the resistance. Li Zhonglan is now weak and weak, and it is inevitable that he can hardly resist the soul suppression. He was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on the corner of his forehead. It is difficult to move the hands and feet for half a minute.

Zhao Tingjie suddenly picked up Li Zhonglan and placed him on another armchair, while he stood between the ghost king and Zhonglan. The power of the soul town weakened a lot in an instant, and Zhonglan breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Situ Congshu was also dragged to sit down. He happened to be sitting opposite Zhao Tingjie. Although he was timid and kept silent, he repeatedly attracted Zhao Tingjie's deep gaze.

Li Zhonglan almost forgot the power of Soul Town, staring at Situ Congshu angrily, and suddenly hoped that he would get better soon so that he could jump on the other side and put that tender face with innocent eyes on his face. Grab a few bloody tricks and see if he dares to behave here!

"Lan'er! What's wrong with you!" Zhao Tingjie's voice suddenly sounded, startling Li Zhonglan. He put away his evil thoughts and smiled awkwardly: "It's nothing." As if knowing what he was thinking, Li Zhonglan's face suddenly burned like a furnace.

"Master Gu, before you said you could save Zhong Lan, but you didn't know what to do." Zhao Tingjie asked after drinking for three rounds.

But the ghost king said: "The method is kept secret, as long as Mr. Lan agrees to stay with me, I can save him."

Zhao Tingjie's face became ugly, and he said angrily, "Ghost King, you lied to me!"

The other party smiled warmly like jade: "So what?"

Zhao Tingjie slapped the table violently, and the wine cup in his palm was immediately smashed into powder. Situ Congshu was so frightened that he burst into tears, and the ghost king hurriedly coaxed his son: "It's okay, Shu'er, good boy, we are playing a game!"

The cloud on Zhao Tingjie's face dissipated a little, he picked up Zhong Lan and left in a hurry.

After returning to the room, Zhao Tingjie thought that it was not an option to stand in a stalemate with the ghost king, so he asked Zhong Lan, "How can I find your master?"

Confused, Zhong Lan shook her head and said, "Master, wandering clouds and wild cranes, comes and goes without a trace. Finding him is just a matter of luck."

Zhao Tingjie couldn't help it, he bent down, touched Zhong Lan's sunken cheek, and said with heartache: "For the present plan, we can only coerce the ghost king."

Zhong Lan was shocked and wanted to stop Ting Jie: "The ghost king's insidious skills are unfathomable, you have no chance of winning."

What he said was the truth. Only by experiencing the power of the ghost king firsthand can one know how terrifying the ghost king is.Zhong Lan blushed and thought, luckily the Ghost King didn't force him, if the Ghost King had Ting Jie's temper, he would have been defiled long ago.

Ting Jie didn't know that Zhong Lan was undermining his previous domineering, he smiled slyly: "You have to coerce himself, just coerce the people he cares about."

Zhong Lan immediately knew who he was talking about, and immediately pulled her face down, and said sourly: "Are you sure it's just coercion?"

"What else?" Ting Jie smirked, and wanted to kiss Zhong Lan, but the other party turned his head quickly, obviously getting stronger again.

Zhao Tingjie is a man of action. He wanted to find Situ Cong on the first day of the new year, but Zhong Lan insisted on pestering him to go out together. Ting Jie coaxed him for a long time, but seeing no effect, he frowned and stripped Zhong Lan's clothes off. Cleaned up, then stuffed the other party into the bed, and scolded: "Just stay here and don't go anywhere!"

After he handed over all the clothes in the room to Jin Yan, he went to look for Situ Congshu by the stream.

But Situ Congshu was not there. Zhao Tingjie walked along the stream to the lake, and found a small head protruding from the pavilion on the rockery by the lake. He flew over the pavilion and saw that it was indeed Situ Congshu.

Right now, Situ Congshu is sleeping soundly with his head tilted. The wind in the pavilion is strong, but he is wearing thin spring clothes. A strand of long hair on his forehead is blown playfully by the wind, brushing his faint willow eyebrows from time to time, and the mole under his eyes heals. The hair is extremely delicate and beautiful.

Zhao Tingjie was supposed to tie Situ Congshu away, but somehow he felt compassion, so he took off his cloak and put it on the other party, then sat quietly looking at this pretty little face, and handed him The opponent's long hair was pushed back by the wind.

Situ Congshu woke up and called out in surprise: "You!" It turned out that after meeting him a few times, he already recognized Zhao Tingjie.

But then, he wanted to run away again, but Zhao Tingjie grabbed his wrist and dragged him out forcibly.

As soon as the two of them got off the rockery, several ghost servants came over from a distance. Zhao Tingjie thought it was troublesome, hugged Situ Cong to rinse, flew up the rockery, and hid behind a boulder.

Situ Congshu was so frightened that he trembled in Zhao Tingjie's arms, but he didn't cry out, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Zhao Tingjie pinched the opponent's chin and saw a pair of big terrified eyes. The tear mole at the end of the eyes seemed to have a seductive allure, which attracted him to stick his face to the opponent's red lips in a strange way, and pecked on the opponent's red lips.

"Mr. Lan, it seems that Mr. Zhao is a passionate person!" In Zhao Tingjie's bedroom, the ghost king said to Li Zhonglan with a smile.

In front of them was a mysterious mirror made of spiritual power, and Zhao Tingjie's every move just now was shown in the mirror one by one.

Li Zhonglan seemed to be struck by lightning from nine days, she just stared at Xuanjing, as if she didn't hear the Ghost King's words.

The quilt covering his neck fell to his waist unknowingly, and the ghost king stared at the slender waistline, his eyes dimmed.

The future is long, and he has plenty of time.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the ghost king closed the mirror and left the room. The moment he walked away, the frozen time came alive again, people started walking again, and the leaves were blown by the wind again.

Only Li Zhonglan was still stunned. After a long while, he slowly clenched his fists, a line of blood seeped into the bed sheet, slowly forming a red seam.

The author has something to say:

It seems that I can’t reply to the comments, so please reply here. Thank you for the enthusiastic readers who commented on me. I haven’t written an online article for a long time, so I don’t have enough control over some details, such as whether to use the full name or the first name of the character. It’s my own mother, so I used a nickname unconsciously haha, but when you read it, you feel different from me. I will pay attention to these, and I hope everyone will give more opinions. This is the first book. It’s not popular enough. It's normal, I'm a Buddhist now, but I've finished writing the novel, so I won't be tj, thank you everyone who pays attention to my novel, as long as someone likes it, I will keep writing it, thank you!