The ace matchmaker of the ghost world

Chapter 6:

When I returned to the side hall, I raised my eyes slightly, and saw Yuan Zhi frowning, thinking hard and being trapped by love.As a matchmaker, I couldn't bear it, and reminded him: "I miss you as a God of War, if you really use that method, it will be regarded as wronging you."

"What method?" He raised his head from the table with pointed ears, his brows and eyes were full of confusion, a few drops of ink were stained on his sleeves by the side of his mouth, and his dumbfounded appearance turned out to be a little naive.

I was slightly stunned, so I fixed my eyes and took a closer look, only to find that he was holding the brush in his hand and didn't know what to write.Out of curiosity, I hurried over to take a closer look.After taking a closer look, I suddenly felt that he was worthy of being the God of War.

On the white paper, a mass of black lines of uneven thickness, twisted and meandering.My eyes widened, I pursed my lips and smiled, and patted his shoulder, quite surprised: "Yuanzhi, you can draw earthworms, which is much more vivid than the old man in red."

After a moment of silence in the hall, he wiped his face and said sincerely, "The word Yu Dai is really troublesome to write." I had an epiphany, laughed a few times, and hurriedly changed the subject, "Speaking of Yu Dai, he has something to say." As a habit, he likes to lead a group of female ghosts to take a bath in the Blood River Pond."

"Hey, don't worry, Yu Dai will definitely not let the female ghost look at his body." I clicked my tongue, sat cross-legged in front of the table, glanced at his displeased expression, and said warmly, "Let him go!" If you want the female ghosts to see it, the female ghosts will not be blessed."

His face paled, he moved the rice paper under my eyelids, and rubbed his chin with his big palm, wanting to hear what to say next.I hooked the corners of my lips, picked out my finger and twirled the nib of the brush, dipped a few drops of ink in it, and suddenly remembered that when I was a king, I liked to paint by the window, and when I was in the mood, I also painted a few branches with shy and delicate faces Hong Xing, who went out of the wall regardless of her body, looked at the painting of earthworms in front of the god of war in the heavens, and couldn't help feeling a little bit unbearable, and couldn't help sighing, "Although the method mentioned by the widow is a bit of a waste of value, it is also the best way to lose the face of your god of war. Practical. Yu Dai dislikes ghosts messing around in the Blood River Pond the most, if you jump off the Blood River Pool and swim a few laps, seeing him will be as easy as pie."

He was stunned for a while, and his eyebrows, which were always sharp, suddenly softened, like a ball of cotton wool.He said: "I don't care about face or anything, because I like Yu Dai very much, and I don't find it difficult to do this. But, you have to know that I haven't shown my body in front of others for thousands of years. If I did this at first, I would have been afraid that the female ghosts in Xuehechi would take advantage of me."

I was silent, the pen was heavy, and a group of ink dots were smudged in a smear of white, like the eyes of the king, really deep and with a bit of unique charm, so I lightly smiled and treated him frankly, "It's okay , you just don’t take off your clothes. However, it’s inevitable to be taken advantage of. Those female ghosts are not vegetarians. Do you know that there is a saying in the human world that you can’t bear a child and can’t catch a wolf? Think about it."

He really thought about it.The hall returned to silence, and a few wisps of ghostly wind leaked in from the raised windows, like the gurgling clear water coming from the spirit pool, wrapped in a trace of coolness, and entangled with a faint strange fragrance.

Sniffing the ever-increasing fragrance filling the palace, I smashed my tongue, and secretly recalled the appearance of the king before I was alive. Then I hung my pen with my wrist, lowered my eyebrows and stared at my eyes. Seriously, he tried his best to outline the earthworm stroke by stroke.

After two cups of tea, I let out a long breath, and Fang Song put down his pen.He glanced at Yuan Zhi's earthworm contentedly, and then took a closer look at his own handiwork, feeling a little disappointed in his heart, and unavoidably a little sour.It turned out that he painted more vividly.

Just at this time, the king came out slowly from the inside. A black long gown was loosely draped over the snow-like inner coat. The collar of the shirt was covered with petals from the other side. When the dark wind blew gently, some fluttered and fell again. In the same place, like a loyal servant who never leaves his master.The broad shoulders have been covered by clothes, as if filled with night, on which lies a dark bird shrunk into a snow ball, small and exquisite, especially eye-catching.

Black and white are so distinct, and a few scattered reds are added, which makes the king's noble and indifferent look even more noble and unparalleled, and Yuan Zhi's handsome face is wrinkled into a bun.He slowly got up from the ground, and said worriedly: "Changwu, since you have put on this mask, don't flirt with it anymore. If Yu Dai takes a fancy to you, what will you do? You wrap it up tightly Outer shirt."

The king's face was cold, I heheed twice in my heart, and I didn't want to make more teasing. I hurried to collect a few paintings on the case table, but I was still caught by the king's fingers.He randomly picked it up, with a little contempt, and glanced lightly, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes, and said, "Is this a painting of a tree branch?"

Hearing this, the sourness in my heart flew away happily with a swish.It was exactly the one painted by Yuanzhi.Maybe it's a fork of a willow tree.Thinking unkindly in my heart, out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of Yuan Zhi, who was blushing, I hurriedly bent my eyes and made some fine mud, "The widow just smelled the fragrance of blue flowers, I think it's time for black and white to go out of bounds Now, let's go find them now."

The sky is big and the earth is big, looking for a wife is the biggest, Yuan Zhi was the first to slip out, and then the widow also followed the king out of the palace gate.Along the way, Yuanzhi led the way, and a group of excited little ghosts slipped by his side from time to time, seeing my excitement, he asked the king, "Aren't you going to explain?"

Wang Shang tilted his head, glanced at me lightly, and didn't answer.On the other hand, I looked worried: "Although explaining is no different from covering up, all the ghosts now think that Yuan Zhi is your future ghost queen. If he gets close to Yu Dai again, I am afraid that a beautiful love story will be broken for life. An interesting love triangle. If Yuan Zhi takes Yu Dai to the heavenly realm, then, my lord, you can be regarded as making a wedding dress for your subordinates."

The king paused, staring into the distance, and the ghostly wind blowing towards him shamelessly chased the ecstasy petals floating around him, and by the way brushed up his clothes and curled them a few times in a chic way. .

Xu Shi's figure surpassed the proud and lonely pine in the green hills, and his state of mind was slightly better than the high-mountain flowers on the cliffs looking down on the world. A touch of Tsinghua's melancholy and sadness that the moonlight can't bear the loneliness, "Dough, there hasn't been a love triangle in the ghost world for a long time. You see, the ghost heads are so lonely that they are singing poems. If the king can make them have fun, I will let them have a good time." It is worthwhile to make a wedding dress for Yu Dai."

I was shocked, and took a closer look at his luxurious and noble side face, my heart was stunned bloodshot by him, and in a trance, I seemed to see a debt-collecting king rushing towards me with big words on his head: Treasure The version of high-level cannon fodder, no, peerless cannon fodder is.

I hurriedly came back to my senses, knowing that cannon fodder also has the right to know the truth, so I said happily: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid you don't know, but today there is a love triangle, black and white impermanence and that Granny Meng." If you count the red apricot, It became a four-cornered love.Of course, I have to think about Hongxing's cheating. It's important to keep her reputation at the moment, so it's worth not mentioning it.

"Yeah." The king's face remained unchanged, with a ostentatious face, ignoring the female ghosts around him who were eager to try and rub, but they dared not step forward but stared at him fiercely and walked forward slowly.I secretly praised the style of the king on the king as comparable to me when I was alive, and secretly made a gesture, and the female ghosts disappeared with a few swishes.

Silently walking side by side with him, seeing the gate of hell close in front of me, my steps became brisk, and my heart flew into the human world with a whizzing sound.When I was silently rejoicing, I suddenly heard the king say: "In this case, it's better for me to explain." I staggered suddenly, my heart twitched, and I couldn't help but make a bitter face, "It's so good, my widow I will definitely find an excellent ghost queen for you."

"En." He nodded in satisfaction, his eyes changed several times, as if he was looking at flowers through the fog, and then he reached out and touched my face, his face was surprised: "It feels good, it feels like a human face. "The snow falcon on the shoulder is also energetic, waving its wings and clamoring to touch it.

My eyes widened, my heart was bleeding out from his anger, and I said seriously: "Your Majesty, it's also good to say hello when you come back to tease the widow. Also, if you praise the widow, maybe it's better to praise the widow. If you praise me to a bird, it will be difficult for me to feel your sincerity."

"Barely accept." He stepped past me with a cold expression, and walked slowly towards the gate of hell. The cuffs turned up by Mingfeng lightly brushed my cheek, and then a flower of the other shore stuck to my eyes, a strange red color. Point, cold and soft.Looking up at his figure who was walking farther and farther away, he felt that if things really followed his master, that's all.

After staying for a long time, crushing the distracting thoughts in my heart, I met Wang Shangyuan and looked at the black and white impermanence that he had forcibly detained and was not allowed to leave early. My heart jumped, so I approached Xiaobai and said: "Xiaobai, you Don’t hide it either. Brothers and sisters all know about you and Hei Wuchang.”

Xiaobai crooked his eyebrows, his smile was like trickling water, brushing his heart and boiling it into a bowl of hot chicken soup, not to mention how comfortable it was, "Isn't it thanks to the small temple? Look at what you said, it has nothing to do with me !"

I chuckled, out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of Dahei who was always paying attention to Xiaobai, and sighed in my heart, it's understandable to say that people can't figure it out in their lifetime, but why can't this ghost figure it out for hundreds of years?It can be seen that the word love is extraordinarily arrogant, tossing you over and over again, and you still hold on to him tightly.

He beckoned Dahei to come closer, Dahei was awkward, and dawdled for a while, then Fang rushed over to me with a look of impatience, "What's wrong with him?" Didn't he even call his name?Tsk!

I shook my head, and with the duty of a matchmaker, knocked on his brain seriously, trying to enlighten him, "Let me tell you the truth. It's okay to be arrogant and awkward for a while. But you are awkward." 200 years, you are not tired, Xiaobai is tired."

"It's not bad to be honest. If he didn't like you so much, who would want to stay with an old ghost with a bad temper for hundreds of years, just looking at his face would make him vomit blood." Xin Zhi This is too much, I paused, looked at the king who gave Shentu instructions, and then glanced at Xiaobai who was talking with Yuanzhi, his expression was gentle, and there seemed to be a layer of jade-like brilliance between his eyebrows and eyes.

My brows furrowed slightly, I thought about it for a while, and then lowered my voice a little, "Lonely and lonely, not to mention being a human being, you can't escape even if you become a ghost. Meeting Xiaobai, that is your great blessing. You see, your majesty, after thousands of years, he has stayed alone in Xuanming Palace all day long. If he hadn’t admitted that he had been lonely for too long, he wouldn’t have asked the widow to help him find one. It’s not that he couldn’t find one, but he couldn’t meet one. It’s all about your heart. If you look at Yuanzhi again, he went to the ghost world to find a wife. How can you be so cheap as a god of war? It’s just to find someone who can talk to you.”

"If you carry it on again, and get angry from time to time, even the deepest love will be worn out. If the widow remembers correctly, Xiaobai is not from the underworld. If the heaven remembers one day, the leader Come to beg, even if you will tear your bones and souls away for him, the Emperor of Heaven will not even frown."

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Small theater six:

It's common for Xue Falcon to be mean-spirited, and occasionally call Wangshang Dagui and Dough Xiaogui.

Dough didn't care, until one day, he and the king crossed the boundary to the modern human world.

When they saw a group of people playing with a pile of paper, they were quite curious, so they gathered together to watch the excitement.

Watching, watching, Dough suddenly blushed, turned around and left, complaining to the king: I blame you, so that the human world knows now.

The king was startled, and suddenly he heard someone in the crowd yelling: "C'mon, look at the young master, the big ghost overwhelms the little devil, and you are still embarrassed!"

Your Majesty: ~(≧▽≦)/~