I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

The hut was completely surrounded by the dark heavenly soldiers and generals.The severe wind broke the trunk of the tree on the side, and the sound of "cracking" startled people.

The sky became dark, and the wind sounded like wild ghosts crying.

I don't know if it's because Zi Sheng's real body didn't follow, but the wind and sand blurred his vision, and his eyes became dim.

"Boom——" the sound of thunder shook people's eardrums, and the dazzling light pierced through the hut.

Zisheng pursed his lips, his heart beating slower.

As the thunder light overflowed from the window, Zisheng heard the muffled groan of the woman.

He couldn't help but dodge to the back, the thunder light was pulled out from the house, and a few strands of clothes were hanging on the bright white light.

The majestic voice spread from the sky, and Zisheng's head buzzed. Zisheng heard the whisper of an adult man, but he couldn't hear what the other party was saying.

The thunder light dissipated, the heavenly soldiers and generals also withdrew one after another, and the hut regained its calm.

The breeze blows the tender grass on the ground, and there is more "rustling" sound of the tender grass colliding in the air, but the sound of the woman's breathing is missing.

The hut is empty.

At the same time, Zisheng got up and sat beside the lotus pond thoughtfully wearing lotus leaves.

Majestic voice?

Who is that?Just listening to the voice made him feel a strong sense of oppression.

Zisheng gave up the idea of ​​letting his little consciousness continue to travel in the world.Now that he met Yang Jian, he naturally wanted to find out.

At this moment, Lotus touched the lotus leaf with its petals, and the lotus leaf turned into a white dress and put it on Zisheng automatically.

Zisheng's eyes were bright, and he looked at his new clothes with curiosity.

The big lotus head shook, it remembered the strange clothes that Zisheng wore when sleeping yesterday, the lotus head couldn't help but pause.

In the next second, Lianhua took out several lotus leaves and turned them into a piece of clothing and handed it to Zisheng.

It really likes Zisheng, and even thoughtfully made Zisheng's clothes into different colors.

Zisheng put the clothes into his arms in surprise, but when he looked down, he suddenly paused.

I saw that Lianhua conjured up dozens of pairs of underpants for him, in various designs and colors.

Because the lotus has pink flowers and green leaves.Therefore, in addition to white, the most common pants are red, green, and red with green.

Zisheng: ...

The corners of his lips trembled, facing the expectation of the lotus, he barely squeezed out the word "good-looking".

The lotus was very happy, and many blue flower buds in the lotus pond bloomed.

After being exhausted from practicing, Zisheng went back to his room to rest.As a result, when he opened the closet, he found that there was half a closet of underpants in it.

Zisheng: ...

After he was full of energy, he found a few pieces of spirit stones from nowhere, and then he polished the spirit stones into a very small chess piece.

Zisheng turned one into two, one of which he turned into a sunspot, and the other he turned into a white piece.

Later, he turned the sunspots and whites into a large pile.

Seeing this, Lianhua came up and learned that Zisheng needed a chessboard, so it took out a lotus leaf and built a new chessboard according to Zisheng's request.

After Hongjun got used to coming to Shiting, the young man had already set up a chessboard on the stone table.

There was a clear smile in the other party's dark eyes, and Hongjun sat down as usual, his eyes were not disturbed, and his eyes looked at the chessboard as if he could see through everything.

Zisheng pushed Heizi to Hongjun's side, he held Baizi and smiled and said with a smile: "The immortal master has never played chess before, Zisheng handed over Heizi to the immortal master. If the immortal master is free, can you play a game with Zisheng?" Fan?"

Hongjun smiled lightly, "Yes."

Although Hongjun is playing chess for the first time, Zisheng struggles.

After a game of chess, Zisheng lost.

-

After Zisheng was captured by Tianting in Yunhua, he went to find Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's father, Yang Tianyou, took Yang Jian to temporarily live in an inconspicuous city.

Yang Tianyou coaxes Yang Jian every day, but he is always absent-minded.He looked up to the sky from time to time, and it lasted half an hour.

As soon as Yang Jian cried, he hurried to heat some fresh milk for Yang Jian.

Zi Sheng moved closer to Yang Jian now, and sure enough, Yang Jian had a third eye on his forehead, and this eye had a double eyelid.

There are also two children in Zisheng's family. When he saw Yang Jian, he couldn't help being affectionate to him.

Yang Jian was crying until the clothes around him were wet, but when Zi Sheng came over, the eyes on his forehead blinked, the little baby stopped crying, and his red eyes looked at Zi Sheng curiously.

Zisheng noticed something, and he tried to dodge to the side.However, the baby's eyes were fixed on him. Wherever he flew, the baby's eyes followed him.

Zisheng moved closer to Yang Jian, and Yang Jian laughed happily.

Zisheng said, "Yang Xiaoer?"

Although Yang Jian couldn't understand the words, he shook his arms happily after hearing Zisheng's voice.

Zisheng understood that the child in front of him could not only see him, but also hear his voice.

Zisheng started to play with Yang Jian when Yang Tianyou was not around, Yang Jian's favorite other than Yang Tianyou was Zisheng.

Zisheng sang a lullaby for Yang Jian before he was one year old, and he always liked to change Yang Jian's name to Yang Xiaoer.

However, in this version of the story, Yang Jian has no siblings, nor is he the second child.

However, when Yang Jian was one year old, Yang Jian learned to speak.

He stumbled and ran towards Zisheng trying to hug Zisheng's leg, but he passed through Zisheng.

He looked up at Zisheng blankly and curiously, his voice soft and inarticulate.

But Zisheng clearly heard Yang Jian calling him "brother".

A gentle smile appeared on Zisheng's face. He touched Yang Jian's head and said "hmm".

Since then, Yang Xiaoer's title has been well deserved.

Yang Jian had already started to remember things when he was two or three years old, and Zisheng was basically sure that Yang Jian would participate in the Battle of Conferred Gods in the future.

But he didn't say to let it return to business, but told him various fables like ordinary children.

Yang Jian likes Zisheng more and more, even when he is in a bad mood, the first person he thinks of talking to is Zisheng.

When Yang Jian grew up, Yang Tianyou spent much less time going home. He was running around all day, asking gods and gods, and trying every means to find Yunhua.

But he didn't forget his son, and he would sleep with him every night.

Yang Tianyou used to worry about Yang Jian's personality when he was five or six years old, and he was even more surprised when he found out that Yang Jian was more resolute than ordinary children.

Until one day, his son found him.

Yang Jian quietly said to his father: "Father, can you prepare some more food, I want to feed my brother."

"Brother?" Yang Tianyou was taken aback.

Yang Jian smiled when he mentioned Zi Sheng, "My brother treated Jian'er the best. He played with Jian'er since he was a child and told Jian'er stories. My brother can fly, and he often told Jian'er what interesting things happened in Chengdu. , when Jian’er was scared, he would still coax Jian’er to sleep.”

Yang Tianyou seemed to understand something, he was stunned for a long time, closed his eyes and smiled and said: "That's thanks to the Immortal... Thank you Immortal, I will prepare more food tomorrow, and you can take as much as he wants. "

Yang Jian laughed heartily, and at the same time, he was thinking about what to give his brother something delicious tomorrow.

On the second day, Yang Jian brought delicious food and wanted to pass it to Zisheng.

Zisheng smelled the aroma, and he was hungry even after he hadn't eaten for a hundred years.He knew that he might not be able to touch it, but he still had a little fantasy.

Until the moment his hand passed through the food, Zisheng looked at the food and sighed for a long time.

Yang Jian was taken aback, "Can't brother eat?"

Zisheng shook his head helplessly and smiled at Yang Jian: "I can't even touch you, so how can I eat?"

Yang Jian was dumbfounded, "Jian'er thought it was up to my elder brother to decide whether to touch or not."

At the same time, his eyes were slightly red, and he curled his lips and looked at Zisheng, "Then Jian'er won't be able to hold brother in his life?"

Zisheng smiled, "It's okay, there will be a way in the future. Even if you can't hug...you can hug it someday."

Yang Jian was sad for a long time because of this, and he also intentionally avoided Zisheng's body from now on.

When Yang Jian was six years old, Zi Sheng asked Yang Jian what his dream was.

Yang Jian said brightly, "I want to save my mother!"

At the same time, he looked at Zisheng, "Where's brother?"

The dream had flashed through Zisheng's mind thousands of times. He looked at the sky and said energetically, "Help the world."

Curiosity flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and at the same time he was thoughtful.

Zisheng is Yang Jian's treasure book, he will solve all doubts for Yang Jian.

Zisheng's figure has been very tall in Yang Jian's eyes since he was a child.

Until Yang Jian was nine years old, he stood next to Zisheng in doubt, and looked at the top of Zisheng's head at the same time.

"Why is my brother not as tall as me?"

Zisheng: ...

Yang Jian leaned close to Zisheng's forehead, "Will my brother grow up in the future?"

Zisheng: ...

He said in a long tone: "Brother is only short for a while, and he will become taller in the future. Let me let you go for a few years first, and I will definitely catch up with you in the future."

Zisheng scratched his palm with his fingertips, thinking that his figure in the void was not low.Bringing him back to the original body in the future will naturally increase his height.

However, nine years later, Yang Jian's height exceeded 1 meters. He looked down at Zisheng, who only reached his waist, and squinted, "When will my brother grow taller?"

Zisheng: ...

No, I guess I'm not as tall as you.

-

Zisheng and Hongjun played chess for 20 years, during which they played thousands of games, but Zisheng never won.

Sometimes, Zisheng and Hongjun have 36 hours together.Let him do all the tricks, but he was still defeated by Hongjun.

Another round was about to be lost, Zisheng sighed and lay down on the stone table. After 20 years of getting along, he and Hongjun have become familiar with each other, and his attitude has become more easy-going.

Today, his hair is not tied up, letting it hang down softly.

He looked up at Hongjun's face, even after all these years, he would still stare at the face of the immortal master in a daze for a long time.

He put his mind back on the chessboard, and saw that he had already lost, so he said, "Although Zisheng has lost for 20 years, it's okay. As time goes on, Zisheng will win a game against the immortal master one day." .”

As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun's clean fingertips twirled Baiqi and landed on the chessboard, and the chess game also ended.

Zisheng stared at the hand in a daze, until he raised his hand and knocked on his forehead, Zisheng came back to his senses, at the same time he got up embarrassedly and carried Hongjun behind his back to the lotus pond.

He blushed slightly, and the lotus waved in front of him for no apparent reason.

Zisheng turned his head quietly, and looked behind him from the corner of his eye, until the purple figure disappeared, he was relieved.

Feeling the heat on his face, Lotus considerately helped him cool his face with icy petals.

Zisheng whispered: "I am greedy for the beauty of the fairy..."

The lotus pauses slightly, greedy... greedy for beauty... beauty?

It looked at its own cubs, then recalled Hongjun's face, and was stunned for a while.

Obviously his cub is the most beautiful, why should he be greedy for other people's beauty?

Zisheng lowered his voice to the lowest, and he said furtively, "Fortunately, the immortal master doesn't know what I'm thinking, otherwise I would have no face to live on."

lotus:! ! !

Zai Zai what are you thinking?

Lianhua was terrified, and it hurriedly wanted to tell Zisheng the truth.However, someone pinched its mind, even if the lotus can make a sound, it can't say the words "the immortal master can read the mind".