Borrowing Shoufang

The wooden war horse is lifelike.Opening such a unique storefront in a shopping mall with a majority of women will naturally reduce the number of customers, but Zhou Ziyang thinks this place is very good, at least, it is quiet.

He walked in, and there was an elegant fragrance that didn't match the store's furnishings lingering in his nose, it smelled very refreshing.The owner of the store is an old man who looks very cultivated, wearing round glasses and smiling very kindly.Perhaps because there were few customers in the store, he invited Zhou Ziyang to sit down and drink tea.Zhou Ziyang wanted to find a place to stay at first, so he didn't refuse. Following the shop owner to the stake-like table and chairs, he looked up inadvertently, and saw a complicated painting hanging on the wall, with bright colors Zhou Ziyang's attention was firmly attracted by the vivid characters.

"It's shocking."

The shopkeeper came to him at some point, Zhou Ziyang came back to his senses and found that the shopkeeper had already made tea.

He looked back at the painting, the painting seemed to be old, the paper was a little damaged, but the color was still like a new painting.The painting depicts a battle between gods and demons. The gods holding colorful clouds and holding various magic weapons are facing the hideous ghosts below.However, what really attracted Zhou Ziyang was that in the upper left corner of the painting, away from the battlefield, there were only two people, one god and one demon.That day, the god held a long sword in one hand, the sword was stained with blood, and held the head of the demon in the other hand, holding his hands high proudly.And the monster in front of him happened to have no head!A puff of black smoke rose from the place where the monster's head was originally, and the black smoke gradually became lighter from the place where it came out. When it reached the god, there was only a faint black line, but it could still be clearly seen that the line entered The body of the god.

"What is this painting?"

"This is a war between gods and demons. I don't know the details. The person who sold me this painting said that it was handed down from his ancestors. It seems that he copied a mural somewhere, but it is too old, and no one knows the details. What gods are they talking about, and he only told me a little legend about this." The shopkeeper also set his sights on the god who was far away from the battlefield, "I also saw this god at first sight, this painting His fine brushwork is not the best, but I was attracted by it when I first saw it, and I bought it regardless of other things, and now I want to buy it, but I don’t feel bad about it.”

Zhou Ziyang stared at it for a long time before agreeing: "Indeed, what is the legend you just said?"

"Look here, this demon-slaying god, the resentment of the demon he beheaded turned into black mist and invaded his body. Since then, the god's temperament has changed drastically, bloodthirsty and violent. He was originally from the heaven. He is a powerful warrior with strong strength, so he is bewitched by the devil and poses a great threat to the heavenly court. The result of the deliberations of the heavenly court is to get rid of him, so a large number of heavenly soldiers and generals are sent to kill him." The shopkeeper pointed to the God said, then turned his head and smiled, "But I've only heard this kind of legend from him, and I don't know if he made it up to raise the price of the painting, just listen to it."

The shopkeeper sat back on the stool, but Zhou Ziyang was still looking at the painting, and didn't sit down until the shopkeeper urged him that the tea was cold.I chatted with the shop owner a few more times, but there was no more information about the painting. Even the shop owner who sold the painting said that he moved with his family after selling it to him.Zhou Ziyang didn't know why he cared so much, but he didn't ask about the result, and he always had something in his heart.

Sitting until the sun was setting and most people outside were looking for a place to have dinner, Zhou Ziyang bid farewell to the owner.I wanted to buy something as an apology for disturbing people for so long, but the shop owner didn't care much about it, "If I cared about this, I wouldn't open this shop here." After I left, I was still reluctant to part with that painting.

"I won't sell this." The shopkeeper smiled.

Zhou Ziyang smiled awkwardly, thanked him repeatedly and left.

It's been two days since I came back to Jushoufang after adjusting my mood. For these two days, Zhou Ziyang didn't know why, all he could think about was Yaoying and the god in that painting.It still makes sense to think about Yaoying, but that day, he only saw God that once, and it was still a character in the painting, so why did it reappear in his mind repeatedly?

However, running away won't solve the problem. Zhou Ziyang still couldn't bear the desire to see Yaoying, so he took the snacks and fruits he bought a few days ago, made two simple vegetarian dishes himself, and drove to Jieshoufang.

Jieshoufang was still the same, and it looked a bit gloomy on a sunny day. The lantern at the door was crumbling by the north wind, and Zhou Ziyang stepped across the threshold to block the blowing wind with one hand.It was quiet inside the door. He put down the things in his hands and looked at the passages on both sides, but there was no movement.

Strange, usually Yaoying would come out right away, what happened today?

Zhou Ziyang waited again, but still walked towards Yaoying's room.

The aisle is long, and the wall lamps are one after another. It is so empty that only the sound of one's own footsteps can be heard. The narrow and long aisle refracts the footsteps back to form an echo, and the sound enters the ears, making the whole space appear ethereal and mysterious.Zhou Ziyang swallowed involuntarily, this was the first time he felt such a creepy feeling except the first time he came here.At the end of the passage, the vermilion wooden door appeared in front of my eyes, and it was tightly closed.Zhou Ziyang hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand.

"uncle!"

Zhou Ziyang was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Quesheng standing at the entrance and calling himself. Although it was a little far away, he still felt his impatience and felt strange.Seeing that he didn't move, he jumped on the spot a few more times, waved his hand and whispered to him to go over.

Zhou Ziyang looked at the vermilion wooden door in front of him, his heart was stabbed by the redness, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and walked towards the direction of Quesheng.

"what happened?"

Seeing him coming out, Quesheng immediately grabbed his hand and pulled him into his room. After entering his room, Quesheng closed the door before Zhou Ziyang asked, "What's wrong?"

But Sheng turned around and pursed his lips, as if it was difficult to speak.Seeing this, Zhou Ziyang felt that there was something wrong, so he pulled Quesheng to sit down on the stool and slowly induced him to speak.

After some persuasion, he finally opened his mouth: "Uncle, the master is so scary recently, I, I dare not go out to see him! Can you take me to your house?"

Zhou Ziyang was startled, and asked again: "What's going on, please tell me carefully."

"Well, for about two days, the master always looks at me with a smile. Although the master smiles very nicely, that smile is too scary. And he often stands alone in the sealed room and mutters, I dare not approach I don’t know what he’s talking about, but I sometimes feel the master’s mana, he clearly said that mana cannot be used in that room.”

"The sealed room? The one at the other end of the passage, with a few pillars?"

"En." But Sheng nodded.

"What's in there? Why can't I use mana?"

"I don't know either, the master said so."

Zhou Ziyang pondered, it seems that there is really some secret hidden by Yaoying, why?

"Has he ever been in a situation like this before?"

"No, this is the first time. Uncle, take me to your house for two days, and I will come back when the master is back to normal."

Seeing the sparkle in those bright red eyes, Zhou Ziyang really couldn't bear to refuse, but the situation was not right, so he couldn't rashly agree.

"However, you don't worry about Yaoying suddenly becoming like this? What if he is sick? You just leave him and leave?"

"...But." But he was in a dilemma, lowered his head and wrinkled his face.

"In this way, I will go to Yaoying first to make sure he is not sick or injured, and then ask him if he agrees with you to go to my place and then decide, okay?"

"But, today is fifteen, you won't be able to see the master!"

Zhou Ziyang didn't expect this at all. Modern people are always used to remembering the new calendar. Besides the holiday time, who else would pay attention to the lunar calendar.He didn't expect that today was the fifteenth day. In fact, he was also curious about what Yaoying was doing that day, but he never found a chance to ask.But what he said, Zhou Ziyang was sure that the "person" was attached to Yaoying, but why?What is he going to do again?Will something happen to Yaoying?

After thinking about it, Zhou Ziyang still decided to take Quesheng to his own place. If he was really that "person", he would know that he would not treat Quesheng kindly from his attitude towards people, not to mention that Quesheng was already afraid.

After making up his mind, Zhou Ziyang led him but he didn't go out. He looked at the passage at the other end, it was pitch black and there was no movement, but the hand he was holding was trembling slightly.

"It has the breath of the master..." Quesheng said.

Zhou Ziyang still wanted to go over to have a look, but he pulled him hard and shook his head.Zhou Ziyang still didn't go in the end, looking at the food he brought on the table, thinking whether he should take it away, but Quesheng kept gesturing for him to go out, so in the end he only took Quesheng away.

It wasn't until the car drove out of Sanjie that Zhou Ziyang felt that Quesheng had become more relaxed. He took Quesheng home, asked him to take a bath first, and made him something to eat.

After taking a bath and eating the salad and steamed eggs specially made for him by Zhou Ziyang, he didn't have any worries at all, and he quickly recovered his foodie nature.Zhou Ziyang also smiled when he saw the way he was eating.

"It's delicious, Uncle, the food you cook is really delicious! I like you so much!"

Zhou Ziyang smiled, "You like the food if it tastes good. I haven't seen Yaoying cook it for you. Why do you like him?"

"The master is different, hehe."

"You brat!"

Zhou Ziyang rubbed his head with a smile, it was very soft to the touch, so he couldn't help rubbing it more.But my heart is bitter, you know that I like me so much, it's useless, as long as your master likes it!

"Uncle, don't keep rubbing me, it will hurt."

Watching but complaining with shrunken mouth