[Yang Jian] Moyu Zhaohua

After all, it was still early, and the three of them still wandered around the lamp market.Only after the real body of Immortal Emperor Yuxiao was confirmed, the relationship between Yang Jian and Zhaohua naturally became different.

The separation of thousands of years has not weakened the affection between the two, just like although they have only been together for a few short months, they have a bond that can last until now.

The two got very close, most likely it was Zhao Hua who took the initiative and Yang Jian indulged.Such a sudden change in the atmosphere is no longer enough to describe the progress of a thousand miles a day. Nezha is completely in a state of ignorance of the truth, and he doesn't understand what happened to them just for a few hours.

After pondering for a long time, he only came to one conclusion—his elder brother must have been caught by this old bastard... Threatened!

Thinking of this, he kicked Zhaohua hard from behind.

Zhaohua was almost becoming an octopus on Yang Jian's body at this moment, and Yang Jian was almost killed by such a kick, so he quickly stood firm and turned around.

As soon as he saw Nezha's face flushed with anger, he understood everything.

"What? Jealous?" He blinked, and actually took Yang Jian's arm and smiled triumphantly, "Knowing that I'm a light bulb, I'm going to play by myself!"

"Dian Deng... Throwing?" Nezha was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to ask what kind of move it was, but soon realized that he was almost taken into the ditch by this man again, so he quickly straightened his face, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know you What kind of emperor's holy god, Nezha could even pull off the scales of the Dragon King of the East China Sea back then, even if the Jade Emperor protects you, it is useless!"

Yang Jian carried the two of them on his back and was held by Zhaohua's arm, so he could only turn his head in doubt.

"Third brother?"

Seeing this, Nezha pushed Zhaohua away, stood between the two of them, and said to Yang Jian without looking back, "Brother, don't worry! As long as Nezha is alive, he will never let anyone bully you." Go! Not even the ancient holy gods!"

Yang Jian was a little moved by this inexplicable oolong.

The same is true for Zhaohua. He looked at Nezha seriously for a while, and then nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand." He decided not to tease this upright child anymore, and he also turned pale, "Then you just follow...Hey, Jian'er, how about this lantern? Lian'er probably likes it...but you have to guess What about the lantern riddle, do you know the answer?"

Yes, he doesn't even hide his name anymore.

It has been a long time since no one called himself that. Yang Jian’s face was a little burning. He looked in the direction Zhaohua pointed, and saw a lantern made of pink lotus hanging on a high place, and the candle with the flower heart in the shape of a bright yellow lotus pod. , it looks like a honeycomb in the blink of an eye.

Among the sweets, this is Yang Lian's favorite.

"Didn't you say that you don't want to cheat in things like crossword puzzles?!" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, but still raised his hand to pick up the riddle.

Zhaohua stood with his arms in his arms, showing a magnanimous look, "I'll give you a chance to make meritorious deeds."

Yang Jian slapped him with the cakes he bought earlier, and went to find the stall owner himself.

Nezha stood there dumbfounded.

Is this still my taciturn, calm, serious and composed elder brother? !It must be possessed by something strange!

He felt a little tired, and when he saw a cold cake stand from a distance, he resolutely went to let himself go.

——One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, whoever cares who cares!Anyway, I don't care!

The third prince Nezha stamped his feet and left, Zhaohua only raised his eyebrows when he saw it from the corner of his eye, but Yang Jian sighed and said rather helplessly: "The third brother is upright and pure by nature, don't bully him all the time."

Zhaohua smiled and said, "It's because I'm too upright that I'm afraid he will bully you."

Yang Jian froze for a moment, then suddenly turned his head away and stopped talking.

After receiving the won lantern, Zhaohua followed the man who left silently, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. But no matter what, there are some things you should not hold on to alone. This is your bad habit..." He There was a sudden pause, and he couldn't help but say, "Besides, you know that I can't always be by your side..."

"Where are you going?" Yang Jian turned his head, frowning even tighter than before, "Going back to that phantom?"

Zhaohua said with a smile, "The cycle here is only just beginning. Everything is on a precarious balance. My existence is still needed."

"What do you mean?" Yang Jian always had a bad feeling in his heart every time he heard about the ghost, "What the hell is karma?"

Zhaohua fiddled with the lantern in his hand, and said leisurely: "Zhenjun, do you know that the heavenly secret... cannot be leaked?"

Yang Jian's face turned pale in an instant, he closed his mouth suddenly, his clenched fists almost bleeding from the palms of his hands.

Zhaohua held his tight right fist in his hand, slowly warmed it up, and then loosened it one by one to smooth it out.When it was finished, I switched to another one, "I've said it all, you can work hard on everything. It's really your bad habit, you need to change it."

Yang Jian lowered his eyes, and it took him a long time to say: "You have been alone in the illusory realm, have you ever been lonely for thousands of years?" His voice was low and hoarse, it seemed that it took me a lot of effort to make this short sentence finished speaking.

Zhaohua laughed, "They say I'm sleeping."

Yang Jian pursed his lips, and said bluntly: "Liar." As he said this, his fingers that had just been smoothed had a tendency to tighten, "You always blame me, but why were you not the one who insisted on it alone?"

Zhaohua smiled wryly, "I won't take you like this."

Yang Jian also knew that this was a crime of wanting to impose, but he wanted to be willful for no reason.

For the first time since I can remember, I have no regrets or regrets.

Zhaohua couldn't help but wanted to mess with his hair, but after seeing the neat bun, he withdrew his hand again, "I'll tell you when the time is right."

Yang Jian looked at him deeply for a while, then suddenly grabbed his arm and walked quickly.The two were walking quickly in the crowded night market. Zhaohua was restrained with one hand and did not struggle. He used his strength to protect the small lotus lantern, and shouted as he followed, "Hey! Slow down! The lamp is going to break! Ouch! Someone is pushing a cart! Aren’t you afraid that I’ll be knocked to pieces and lose my arms and legs?!”

Of course Yang Jian is not afraid that Zhaohua will be hit and hurt. He is a majestic Emperor Yuxiao, who is really hurt by mortals and will become the laughing stock of the upper world.But finally slowed down and stopped beside a dark and dark alley.

"Okay, let's talk."

"Ah?" Zhaohua was stunned like a fool, and suddenly felt like he missed ten years after running two steps, "What?"

"Now there is no one, you can talk."

"..." Zhaohua took a while to understand what he said, and suddenly felt that the child had thoroughly learned the essence of himself, and his mind jumped like a bungee jump.

"When I say timing, I don't mean...waiting until no one is there." He spoke with difficulty, and sure enough, he saw Yang Jian leaning against the wall with his arms folded, with the air that he would never let it go if he didn't say anything.

"It's okay if you don't say it now, I will watch in your room at night until you are willing to say it." He was dressed in white leaning against the moon, so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off him.Zhaohua swallowed, and said, "Actually, I don't care about night raids."

Yang Jian twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and stopped talking.

For a while, Zhaohua didn't know whether the emotion in his heart was the emptiness left by the child, or the depression hit by his mana rebound. He walked around the spot twice in agitation, and finally went all out and said: "It's over, old gentleman!" I'll tell you about it."

Yang Jian was dubious.

Zhaohua wanted to cry, "Master Zhenjun! This is a secret! Do you really not consider my position?"

Yang Jian said indifferently: "I was almost fooled by you, Dizuo, just now. If Xiaoxian remembers correctly, about karma, I have already revealed a thing or two in Xihai and Dizuo."

"..."

It seems to be the case.

But, that's not a reveal.

Speaking of which, wouldn't it be a burden to know the secret? Why is it that the child is completely fine?

—— Immortal Emperor Yuxiao was a little confused.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, "Sure enough." He frowned tightly, and said word by word: "No matter how important the secret is, to me, Yang Jian, it is nothing more than a trivial matter. I am no longer the incompetent child I was back then, and I don't need it." You come to maintain everywhere."

Zhaohua is worthy of being an expert at destroying the atmosphere. Under such a serious situation, he can still hold his heart, and almost sang, "I'm so sad!"

"..." Yang Jian had never had such an urge to beat someone up in his life.

But Zhaohua laughed after being funny for a while. He couldn't help pinching Yang Jian's tense face, and asked with a smile, "Which one do you think is cleaner, white or black?"

This irrelevant question seems to be changing the subject, but Yang Jian thought about it seriously, "Although white is clean, it is very easy to be stained with other colors, while black is always the same."

Zhaohua thought, the dye here is too natural, you can change it to a paint, any color can be covered for you.

But he just smiled and said, "Excuse me." He brushed off each other's clothes, turned back his hands and picked out a few colors of light on his fingertips, "All the lights come together to form white; and all the colors come together to form white." It's black."

Yang Jian seemed to understand, but nodded.

This point Yang Jian was stranger than others when he was young, he was already at the age of understanding and questioning, but when Fan Zhaohua talked about something he had never heard of before, he always believed it unconditionally.

Zhaohua blushed a little. He scratched the tip of his nose and coughed lightly, "In short, everything in the world is intertwined and related to each other, and so is karma. It was born here, and it should have been a link of balance. The sacred thinks that all things are still fragile and cannot withstand the poison of karma, so they let Tianzhu use two magic weapons, the white tree and the star mirror, to subdue it and suppress it under the phantom."

Seeing that Yang Jian's expression became more and more serious as he listened, he spread his hands and smiled, and said casually: "But my opinion is at odds with them. After all, children who are spoiled all day long cannot grow up. Occasionally touching each other can strengthen their immunity?"

At this time, the flow of people nearby gradually increased, and seeing the lights starting to disperse in the distance, Zhaohua said while grabbing Yang Jian's wrist and walking towards the inn, "So karma should return to the cycle of all things, Let everything get used to it slowly. Otherwise, the crap will only accumulate more and more, let alone spewing out all at once, even the power that can be reincarnated and regenerated will become less and less, and finally everything will return to nothingness .”