give me a chance to be a good person

The business scene after drinking alcohol becomes normal.

People always need an outlet to vent their emotions. Shang Shijing no longer doubts that he is a hard worker. He thinks that he is probably a lone star of heaven and earth. If he wants to be friends with anyone, Shang Shijing will appear to make trouble.The little fellow who wrote about Song Wuhe didn't say anything at all, he had nothing to say about this pot, and he thought he was unlucky; but Wu Lang directly became the meat in Shangshi's mirror bowl, which made people feel a bit wrong Taste it.

Shang Shijing thought about it silently, and felt that he should be cautious about the idea of ​​being friends with others.

There was no major trouble on the road. Wan Changkong stayed in the mustard bag obediently and didn't even have a chance to bask in the sun. Shang Shijing followed the map and rushed all the way to Shaoziling. I don't know if it was because too many accidents happened before. , this time he arrived at Shaoziling safely, and Shang Shijing was a little puzzled.

There were no people around the Shaozi Mausoleum, but the location was obvious. Shang Shijing flew a little higher, and saw a huge spoon-shaped hill.The Shaozi Mausoleum is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is an excellent Fengshui treasure land regardless of flood control and farming, but for some reason, no one lives nearby, and the entire Shaozi Mausoleum looks like a tomb.

Shang Shijing came down to the ground and walked to the inside of Shaozi Mausoleum, only to realize that this barren appearance was just a disguise. Someone had put a restriction around it. Ordinary people can't see this place. As long as they pass by here, they will be unconscious. To avoid it, this kind of maze is the best. Shaoziling has several layers of formations stacked together, so even monks passing by may be concealed.

The outermost spoon mausoleum is the first layer of formations. Ordinary people can't see it, but monks with a little cultivation can see the entity. First, they know that this is a land with an owner, and second, it is remote and desolate, and there is nothing there. What can be contested will naturally not stay longer.But until it landed and went to the mausoleum of spoons in person, more other mazes would be triggered.

This is indeed the residence of Shang Shijing.

Shang Shijing walked only a dozen steps, and the scene had changed several times. Perhaps it was because the formation knew the master. Any illusion disappeared the moment it touched him. Shang Shijing looked back and saw the layers of tiredness. The overlapping illusions can't help but feel weird. The dark way Shang Shijing made this place like a Russian nesting doll, layer after layer, it seems that it is really important.

Until the environment remained unchanged, Shang Shijing knew that he had truly entered the Mausoleum of Spoons. If the layers of confusion outside were excluded, the entire Mausoleum of Spoons was actually not that big.Shangshijing couldn't tell that he was a green lover. He planted a lot of bamboos, flowers and grasses were overgrown, and many stardust bugs were lurking on the green leaves, which looked like shining diamonds under the sunlight.

Shang Shijing walked in through two rows of bamboos, and saw a slightly arched bridge with gurgling water underneath. The stream was clear and shallow, but there were live fish swimming there. The chessboard and bench are exactly the same as in the dream.Shang Shijing went up to take a look at the chess board. The black and white pieces on it were densely arranged. He couldn't understand it, so he left the pavilion again. thing.

But is there really such a smooth thing in the world?

I don't know if I was too careful, maybe it's just a coincidence, not to mention that even if it was the bait given by Shang Shijing, Shang Shijing could only obediently jump in, they knew Shang Shijing well. It is simply too little.

Even if you can get a little news, it is not a bad thing.

What's more, people have already come here, so they don't necessarily give up and leave, maybe they are scaring themselves, anyway, going forward is dead, retreating is dead, it's better to be a ghost.

Shang Shijing settled down and walked to the residence not far from the pavilion. Shang Shijing looked like a scholar, but the place he lived in was as quiet as a hermit. It looked like it was just a single courtyard, not like The girl who rescued Zhu Cheng I met before was so simple, but if you say it is magnificent, it is far from it.

The passing road is paved with milky white pebbles, and some starworm corpses have sneaked into it. I don't know what is sealed, it is not dazzling, and it exudes a soft luster.Shang Shijing stepped on the bamboo steps and found a rocking chair in the corridor, swinging in the wind. There were several rooms in the hut, and the main hall was empty. He took a quick glance and didn't pay much attention to it. It is connected to the bedroom, there is no door in the middle, it seems to be opened, a bamboo curtain is placed, there are many books hidden on the bookcase, the order is strange, Shang Shijing can't understand the habit of sorting the mirror, I just flipped through a few books, and suddenly felt dizzy, as if I was reading a book from heaven, so I immediately stuffed it back.

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, as well as several unopened picture scrolls. The table is not big, but there are many things on it. There are even bonsai and incense burners, all cleaned up very cleanly; there are many calligraphy and paintings on the wall. A Yaoqin, a small couch for resting in the corner, two futons spread out, and a small table. The table is empty, but there are tea sets on the shelf beside it.

By the small open window, you can see the bamboo forest waving with the wind. It is elegant and quiet. If at night, the bright moon reflects the room, the bamboo shadows are scattered, the candles are like beads, and the shadows move with the wind, it will naturally have an indescribable charm.

Shang Shijing's temperament is not good, but his taste is not bad. His residence is quiet and elegant, and there are a few classics and histories beside the couch.

Not only were the bookshelves full of books, but there were also many big boxes beside them. Shang Shijing opened the boxes and looked, and found that some were books, while others were filled with paintings.I can't understand the books, but I can understand the paintings. Shang Shijing opened the paintings on the table and looked carefully one by one. He found that they were all landscapes, flowers and birds. The signatures and inscriptions were all Shang Shijing. My daily pastime.

Only a few boxes were locked, and Shang Shijing couldn't find the key in the mustard bag or body, so he wanted to use his spiritual power to open it forcibly, but when he touched the box, the box immediately turned into dust, and one of them exploded, nearly exploding. Arriving at Shang Shijing, it can be seen that these locked boxes contain important things, and Shang Shijing has placed a restriction on them, and would rather destroy them than be seen by others.

Shang Shijing had no choice but to take out these locked things, briefly looked at the ones that could be opened, and then put them away again, feeling strange in his heart.If he didn't know where he was, he would almost think that he had entered the study of a scholar who was going to take the imperial examination.

After the bamboo curtain is lifted, there is Shang Shijing's bedroom. There are very few things in his residence. There is a canopy bed and a wardrobe. On the dressing table, there are bronze mirrors, wooden combs, and some jewelry boxes.

These are all common things, Shang Shijing looked around for a long time, only to find some paints for painting on Shang Shijing's table, arranged like a woman's rouge box.He also doesn't know anything about this kind of thing, but he just finds it strange that the paint should be placed on the desk outside, and if it's makeup, it shouldn't be used for fashion mirrors.

What are these things doing here?

Shang Shijing felt weird, and thought to himself: Could it be that Yi Jianhan changed from a girl to a boy, and the setting of female/"male" pretending to be a big guy ended up on Shang Shijing?

Thinking of Shang Shijing's daily use of rouge and powder, he trembled a little, rubbed his goose bumps, and rummaged on the dressing table.

The big guy in women's clothing is naturally just a casual joke. In fact, what Shang Shijing wants to know more is whether Shang Shijing has a hidden lover. Since he likes makeup, it must be a woman. Then what he thought about Wu Lang's guess before, It was obviously just a coincidental guess; he didn't care too much about Wu Lang, but it was obviously more appropriate to start with the other party's sweetheart than Shang Shijing himself.

It doesn't mean that the person Shang Shijing likes is also an extremely intelligent pervert.

I didn't find anything on the dressing table, but a cabinet was locked. I didn't know where the key was. Shang Shijing looked through the mustard bag, but couldn't find it. He knew that there must be something in the cabinet, but he was afraid of repeating the same mistakes. , One will become a "fried egg" if it is not done well, and I am a little helpless.

When I came here, I said that I wanted to set it on fire, but that was purely a low-level strategy. If there was really no other way, it would be better to set it on fire; but if I could get something from Shang Shijing, or Knowing what he was going to do next would of course be even better.

Shang Shijing seems to be very concerned about Shaoziling's residence, and he should come back from time to time. It has been more than a year and there is no dust. Maybe he came back again when he came out before, so it must be kept here. something important.Shang Shijing looked inside and out, and he was not in a hurry, so he simply stayed here and honestly pondered Shang Shijing's psychology.

For a man with an IQ like Shang Shijing, where would he hide the key?Even if you don't keep it close to you, it won't be too far away.

simply speaking……

Just can't figure it out.

Shang Shijing couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, sat up rubbing his forehead, but watched the moonlight pass through the small carved window and fall on the thin gauze curtain, the light was soft and hazy like a dream.He sighed softly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed to put on his shoes. There were not many things in the room, but it didn't look empty. Suddenly, Shang Shijing walked to the dressing table and sat down. The bronze mirror was wiped clean Jing, he inadvertently looked up at the bronze mirror, but saw Wu Lang standing behind him, he couldn't help being startled, and almost fell off the bench.

Wu Lang? !

Shang Shijing hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw behind him only the screen window slightly blown by the night wind, and the hazy moonlight.

But when he turned around, Wu Lang appeared in the mirror again, looking at the mirror, sitting behind Shang Shijing, looking at him with a gentle smile, as if waiting for Shang Shijing to clean his face , Sweep away the tiredness when you wake up in the morning.Shang Shijing hurriedly stood up, and Wu Lang's figure also disappeared in the mirror, but when he sat down again, Wu Lang's figure reappeared again, neither speaking nor moving, just looking at him tenderly.

Pinhole imaging? ? ?

Even if Shang Shijing returned most of his knowledge to his science teacher, it didn't make sense for him to forget the common sense of small hole imaging. He ran in and out two or three times, and finally found that only when he was sitting in front of the mirror Wu Lang's face was reflected only because he didn't notice it before, because he never sat down in front of the dressing table, and because he usually combed his hair and didn't bother to look in the mirror.

It is definitely not pinhole imaging, and there are no corresponding conditions.

Shang Shijing was unbelievable, he never thought that Wu Lang would appear here, it seemed to have verified the previous guess that Shang Shijing and Wu Lang were indeed lovers, maybe this mirror was a magical tool for taking pictures.He studied the mirror carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Wu Lang's eyes seemed extremely agile, and the more he looked, the more he fell into it. There seemed to be a lot of tenderness in those eyes, not like the eyes of a phantom.

On the contrary, it seems to be alive...

living……

Shang Shijing fell into a deep sleep on the table, and when he woke up again, he was already Shang Shijing.

"You managed to find this place, but I underestimated you." Shang Shijing moved his neck slightly, he looked up at the familiar place, and sighed softly, "It's hard to be so curious." Don’t be afraid to play with fire.”

Shang Shijing bowed slightly, looked at Wu Lang in the mirror with a half-smile, stretched out his hand to wipe off a little dust on the mirror, and said slowly: "Sure enough, it's a bit real, it's not in vain for me to search for the whereabouts of Mengsheng all these years. He stretched out his hand to summon Wan Zhangkong, slowly took out a key from the puppet's arms, and opened the lock on the cabinet lightly. There was only one painting in the cabinet. He picked up the painting and walked to the desk to spread it out. Come on, and go out to the stream to get water and grind ink.

There is no one else in the painting, only Wu Lang is sitting on the chair, he hangs his head slightly, his eyes are smiling, as if he is looking at the people outside the painting, his hair is in strands, fine and smooth; his two clear eyes are like glass , Looking forward to flying, it seems that the real person is hidden in the painting, and it seems that it will jump out of the painting in the next moment.

The strange thing is that only Wu Lang's upper body is lifelike in the whole painting, and the parts below the chest and abdomen seem to be drawn with random lines. Although the master's skills can be seen, it is not as real as the face.

There are many people in this world who use colored smoke and mist to confuse people's minds, poisons that can shake people's hearts, and fragrances that can make people lose their minds. Naturally, some people will use this weapon to put into paintings.This kind of heart-wrenching thing, some people use is a poison that was unintentionally refined, but there are also natural plants, such as Yaofanghua.

Yaofanghua is a hidden weapon loved by many evil people. Its pollen can make people enter hallucinations, go crazy, and make people die in bliss.

The name of Zaomengsheng is precisely accumulated by countless Yaofanghua.

When Shang Shijing wanted to complete this painting, he searched for countless paints, replaced his clothes, and his hair could be fake, but there were only these two points in his eyes. No matter how many methods he tried, he couldn't help it. I found Zao Mengsheng and used Yao Fanghua as the seasoning, it really seemed real and illusory, but I didn't expect that Shang Shijing would be tricked by the unintentional act at the beginning.

Yao Fanghua can cause people to die in bliss, so naturally it has the same effect as Lihun. Shang Shijing doesn't know the depth, and Shang Shijing naturally didn't expect it, but it's certainly not a bad thing to be able to come out for activities.

Shang Shijing casually trimmed the details for the person in the painting, and the entire dowry was put on the table. He didn't like people to disturb him when he was painting, so he specially left this place for relaxation on weekdays. This time it was called Shang Shijing's rampage After breaking in, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this place. Thinking of this place, I can't help but feel a little regretful.

However, no matter how fast people come, there is no rush, so Shang Shijing still draws the portrait slowly.

He has not been in a good mood recently, but he has never lacked interest in drawing Wu Lang, but he is afraid that if his painting is not good enough, if it is not perfect, he will ruin the painting.

This is the 120th and eighth picture, and the seasonings collected at that time were not enough, otherwise the coloring would have been finished.

Shang Shijing is always very single-minded in his work, whether it is writing, painting, or playing the piano, he doesn't like to be disturbed by others, so he has to finish more important things before trouble arises.

The fine hair brush was no longer useful, Shang Shijing put the brush down, opened the dowry and took out tools, and carefully outlined Wu Lang's eyebrows and eyes. Every stroke he made was light and light, as if he was really drawing eyebrows for someone. After waiting for a while, she suddenly smiled, and said lightly: "If I can really draw eyebrows for my brother like this, Jixue may have something to write about."

This painting lasted until dawn, the person in the painting was a little more vivid than before, his smile seemed to be more intoxicating, his eyes were as agile as hiding a puddle of water, bottomless, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be vague With some cheerful presence.

Shang Shijing took a closer look and didn't see anything wrong, so he smiled slightly and stretched out his hand into the bucket to wash it. When he was painting just now, his hands were stained with a lot of color.

In the early morning, Shang Shijing received a paper crane from the world's smoke outside the window, and Yi Jianhan's tone was so joyful that he could feel it through the paper crane: there is news about twin fruits!

Shang Shijing didn't know what that strange symbol represented, but it didn't prevent him from feeling Yi Jianhan's joy. He waved his hand lightly, and the paper crane fell into his bag, and then checked the second mustard bag on his body, but It turned out that they were just "toys".

Shang Shijing sneered, but didn't care too much.

With the twin fruit, some plans should be put on the itinerary.

For example, Zhixi should know the truth about the sea of ​​life and death.

For another example, if something unexpected happens, he must at least ensure that Chunyun Liujue will be torn apart from then on.

It was not difficult to kill that soul, but it would be troublesome if the other brothers were united in the end. He could deceive everyone, but he couldn't hide it from Wu Lang; and Wu Lang would not do anything to him, but others might not.Shang Shijing will not face anyone lightly, nor will he only arrange a game with variables. He always has countless backup plans to deal with possible troubles.

It's just that dealing with impatient opponents is more important than this chess game that should end.

Shang Shijing unhurriedly fetched water to make tea, since he was a guest from afar, he couldn't greet him empty-handed.

It took a while to boil the water, and he checked his collection carefully again, and found that several of his favorite collections were destroyed by Shang Shijing. Although they were not valuable things, they were collected with care, so it was inevitable that there would be some Unfortunately, he secretly cursed a few words, saying that Shang Shijing was violent.

Just as Shang Shijing would not underestimate Shang Shijing, Shang Shijing would not underestimate Shang Shijing. It was the first time in his life that he suffered a loss from a person, and it was an inexplicable big loss. Own.

Shang Shijing naturally doesn't think that Shang Shijing's finding this place is just a coincidence or luck, he just thinks that someone as smart as Shang Shijing doesn't know how to cherish these precious calligraphy and paintings, which is unavoidable.Regardless of whether the other party destroyed it during temptation, or intentionally damaged it due to grievances, it is a pity.

It is just to say that he is smart, but he often falls into these small tricks; but to say that he is not smart enough, he often resolves crises.

When the tea was boiling, Shang Shijing saw that the morning suddenly turned into a dark night, thick fog and clouds, and the sound of mourning and crying came from the clouds, and there was a woman's joyful and emotional smile, and the innocent voice of a baby, all mixed together and making loud noises , shaking people's minds.

"I don't know who it is..."

Shang Shijing sighed lightly, stretched out his hand, but saw a stardust bug landed on his finger, what he saw and heard immediately came to his mind, he couldn't help chuckling and said: "I'm really big In order to save face, the lord and the two commanders came together to let the original eighteen gods know, I am afraid that there will be no peace under the nine springs, and even if you go to Youdu and enter the mouth of the Tubo, you will turn back and die Grumble."

At the beginning, the Nether Ghost Prison wanted to kill the Eighteen Gods that shocked the world, but it was only one of the four orders that Yingbuye had issued. Now that the three noble figures have come together, even though it is the Nether Ghost Prison, these days are not as good as they used to be. , It is enough to shake the vast majority of people; for example, Xuantianmen, the leader of the righteous way who claims to be born but walks in the world.

Came here on purpose, and got poisoned by Yao Fanghua... Could it be possible...

In fact, Shang Shijing didn't really believe that Shang Shijing would have such a scheming heart. He was kind-hearted, and although he could be said to be cautious and alert, he was by no means so vicious.

But is it really such a coincidence?

Or revenge?

In retaliation for what I did to Song Wuhe and Zhu Cheng, I will reciprocate courtesy and give him a big gift from the Nether Ghost Prison.

Compared to a coincidence, Shang Shijing believed that Shang Shijing's recklessness in coming to his favorite residence and attracting the Nether Ghost Prison was to intentionally take revenge on him.He knew that Shang Shijing was not an idiot, and it was impossible for an idiot to hide the truth from the other four people, let alone escape from Yue Wuchang's hands, or even resolve the matter between Song Wuhe and Zhu Cheng.

So what did he leave behind?

Shang Shijing was really interested. An evenly matched opponent is always more likable than a fool.

In other words, he has proved his ability to himself, and he should also prove his ability to him.

Although Shang Shijing is looking forward to seeing Shang Shijing's successor, but now that the guests have arrived, it's too late for him to be rude. The days between him and that unknown visitor are still to pass, and he is not in a hurry .

World affairs are like a game of chess, the stronger the opponent holding the piece, the more fun it is to win.

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