Dragon King relies on green tea

Even though the Shaoqin incense was burning in the Guijun Hall, which was the most reassuring scent for Zisang Yanshu to fall asleep, the surrounding environment was not one familiar to Zisang Yanshu.

Exhausted, he leaned against the edge of the bed and knocked his eyes lightly, and soon woke up inexplicably.

After looking around at the surrounding environment, he lost his drowsiness and woke up completely.

Zisang Yanshu had just moved a couple of times before the ghost king pushed the door open and entered.

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and Zisang Yanshu subconsciously threw several icy blades at Gui Jun, each icy blade carried a chilling aura, and they all hit the deadly place.

If it wasn't for Gui Jun's quick and timely dodge, the ice blade had already poked a hole in Haoge's body at this time.

After standing still, the Ghost Lord raised his hand and patted his chest, pretending to be surprised: "The Dragon King greets me like this. If I react slower, I really have to change my body."

Zisang Yanshu didn't realize it until he made a move, but since he had already made a move, there was nothing to say.

Zi Sang Yanshu casually tidied up his uncluttered clothes, then walked around the screen, looked at the ghost lazily, and responded: "I just had a rest, and the ghost broke in directly, and I didn't even say hello." It’s not my fault that I thought it was some kind of thieves if I didn’t fight, I didn’t ask for this kind of encounter with Ghost Lord.”

Entering his bedroom without knocking, he was almost poked into a hornet's nest, and he was scolded when he was done. The ghost king didn't know how to answer for a while.

Zisang Yanshu stood with one hand on the screen while looking up and down at the ghost, and said curiously: "I just woke up, and the ghost came so soon, so it's possible that the ghost has been guarding outside the door."

Suppressed with suffocation, all the three or two sentences in the quilt Sang Yanshu were dismissed. The ghost king himself felt that he was quite spineless, but he still responded with a smile: "This is the hell, the Dragon King can carry devilish energy in this place. The Palace of the Emperor will not be disturbed for a few days, besides this lord who protects the Dharma, who else does the Dragon King think can do this?"

"Thank you." Zi Sang Yanshu replied lightly, walked to the edge of the incense burner and fiddled with the remaining ashes, and the remaining shaoqin incense was released little by little.

When the scattered fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, Zisang Yanshu's eyes shone with stars that Gui Jun had never seen before.

That little bit of light not only made Guijun unable to bear to disturb him, but also made him feel uncomfortable looking at it. Finally, he asked behind Zisang Yanshu: "Did the Shaoqin incense be developed by Shenjun for you?"

"Yes." When referring to Jian Xu, Zisang Yanshu's tone was inadvertently lightened, "At that time in the Immortal Mansion, I would dream of the darkness of the South China Sea abyss every day, and I would always accompany him Only the sound of the qin can make me fall asleep, and he formulated this spice to lull me to sleep, so it was named Shaoqin."

From Zisang Yanshu's tone, you can hear Zisang Yanshu's nostalgia for that period of time, and Gui Jun only feels more uncomfortable in his heart.

Hearing that there was no reply for a long time, Zi Sang Yanshu turned his head to look over, only to see Gui Jun with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The noise in his ears was reduced a lot, and Zisang Yanshu's mood improved a lot, even watching Ghost King was much more pleasing to the eyes, watching him meditate, Zisang Yanshu's tone was rare, and he asked him: "What the hell is this ghost thinking?"

When he suddenly raised his eyes, a trace of concern flashed in Guijun's eyes, this time Guijun no longer had any concealment, he said calmly: "I finally know why I think the Dragon King is interesting, I live I have lived for too long, I don’t know how many thousands of years I have lived, but I never know what caring is and what I live for.”

The ghost gentleman paced beside Zisang Yanshu, his eyes kept looking at Zisang Yanshu, and let out a long sigh: "I am envious of the Dragon King and know why I am persistent, and I want to ask the Dragon King one more question. Rescue the Divine Lord, the Dragon King will never recover..."

"If you have something to say, finish it at once." Zisang Yanshu didn't want to hear more nonsense from the ghost, so he asked directly, "Anyway, it's not yet the time agreed with the ghost. If the ghost doesn't want to say it now, then don't force it." .”

Of course Zisang Yanshu knew that the ghost king was not so easy to talk to, and he would definitely not tell him where the soul of the god Jian Xu was in advance.

The ghost king's eyes turned on Zisang Yanshu several times, and finally he said in a deep voice: "Dragon King has disturbed many things in the world in the past 3000 years, and the Dragon King will not worry about his own outcome. If so, the Dragon King will follow suit. Come, my lord."

Zi Sang Yanshu was amazed that the ghost king was so straightforward, but the ghost king still took him to the Baixi Garden in the ghost city.

"What are you doing here?"

Zi Sang Yanshu didn't want to listen to the babbling opera singing next to his ears, and he didn't have the slightest interest in it.

And Gui Jun seems to like this shadow puppet show very much. The last time he came here, the performance on stage seemed to be the same.

Seeing that Zisang Yanshu was impatient and wanted to leave with his hands, Gui Jun said, "Don't be impatient, Dragon King, I have brought you to listen to so many plays, but the Dragon King doesn't want to know what is being sung in the play. what?"

"Not interested!" Zi Sang Yanshu said coldly, not the slightest interest in the opera on stage.

Regardless of whether Zisang Yanshu is interested or not, the ghost king has already said to himself: "I am in charge of the underworld, and what I see most is parting and reluctance. Only after seeing the Dragon King did I know whether it is divided or reconciled." Make up your own mind, today's play is given to the Dragon King, and I wish the Dragon King can see the person he misses."

The play that Guijun ordered is called "The Legend of Floating Life", which is about the various states of floating life and the eight sufferings in the world.

They are already the gods envied by all living beings. They don't have the seven emotions and six desires, and they can't taste the pain of life and death. They have seen too much life and death.

So "The Legend of Floating Life" is a book given to Zisang by the ghost king, and it is also a play given to himself.

He can't be a person in the play, he can't even be an outsider, he can only be a spectator in the floating life.

Today's ghost king is really weird. Before Zi Sang Yanshu figured out what the weirdness is, the ghost king has already started to form seals, and stamped a dharma seal on himself.

At that moment, Zisang Yanshu could feel the buzzing in his ears again, and all kinds of cries seemed to penetrate his soul.

"Ghost, what are you doing?" Zisang Yanshu subconsciously raised his hands to cover his ears, trying to block those voices.

But those voices came from the depths of his soul, and covering his ears was of no use at all.

Soon under those voices, Zisang Yanshu discovered the strangeness of the seal, and all the grievances flowed in one direction along the seal.

The place where the ghost king is.