The correct usage of Tsundere Junior Brother

Yang Rongju took a deep breath and said, "This time, the ship is really capsized in the gutter."

The two ghosts fell silent after such a fuss, and calmed down in the Qiankun bag.

Pan Yue: "Hastily, my legs are broken!"

Yang Rongji crawled over following the sound, first touched Pan Yue's boots, and then groped his thigh.

Pan Yue: "Hahaha! Stop it, it's so itchy!"

Yang Rongji: "It's not broken, it's probably a bone fracture, let's fix it first." With a "stab", he tore off a long strip from his robe, trying to find something to fix it, but he couldn't find anything. to find?

Yang Rongji said: "Pan Yue, give me your sword."

"???" After a while, Pan Yue showed a look of fear, "Do you want to amputate?"

Yang Rongji raised his forehead and said, "Cut off your legs to make pig's trotter soup? Fix it, idiot!"

To save one leg, Pan Yue immediately raised the Oolong sword with both hands, and Yang Zongji used the Oolong sword to fix his leg, and then wrapped the torn robes tightly one by one.After the injured leg was bandaged, Yang Rongji immediately moved to the other side to distance himself from Pan Yue.

For a long while, it was pitch black, and no one spoke.

Both ghosts pricked up their ears suspiciously, and the terrified girl asked strangely, "Did they both fall to death?"

Zhen Mi mocked, "Are you deaf? Didn't you just bandage your wound?"

"Stinky bitch, do you want to die?"

After all, another round of hammering and hammering began in the Qiankun bag.

Yang Volume: "..."

Pan Yue said softly, "Thank you."

The corner of Yang Rongji's mouth curled up in a triumphant arc: "Forget it, you are my life-saving benefactor, how dare I accept your thanks."

Pan Yue said: "I'm the one who dragged you down. If I were the old me, I wouldn't be in such a mess."

Yang Rongji's brows were raised high, as if he was very surprised why he said such a thing, he hesitated for a while and said, "What do you mean?"

Pan Yue said sullenly: "I'm too weak. I can't wear clothes, ride a horse, or use a sword. You have to do your best to help me disguise, so that I won't be so ugly. I want to go down the cave first to find out. Lu, the result is also embarrassing, and you can easily be controlled when you meet a little girl. Now the Phoenix is ​​lost, the emperor ran away, and even his leg fell. I think I am quite useless."

The horror girl retorted loudly: "Please explain to me clearly, what is a little horror girl?! My old lady's big move is really powerful!"

Quite surprised that he would say that, Yang Rongji thought for a while and said: "It's quite useless. If it were you in the past, now we have already finished the case and went home for dinner. Maybe we can catch up with the pig's trotters at night." Soup."

Pan Yue said wearily: "Yes, you think so too."

Yang Rongji couldn't help but said: "However, if it were you in the past, I wouldn't want to come out with you to handle the case."

Pan Yue opened his eyes wide: "Why?"

As if recalling some bad memories, Yang Rongji frowned slightly and said: "You are too strong, you want to be the first in everything. And do things, let me say a bad word, it is very utilitarian, but if you are not good I don’t care about things that use value. I don’t know if the poisonous fire of Huo Dou has the miraculous effect of purifying the soul, anyway, you have changed your sex now, but you are too weak, and the whole oily bottle.”

Pan Yue couldn't figure out whether he was praising or scolding himself, so he scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm so useless."

Yang Rongji whispered, "It's quite useless, but I still like it."

Pan Yue didn't hear clearly: "Huh? What?"

Yang Rongju cleared his throat: "It's nothing."

Zhen Mi's hearing was excellent, and she exposed it on the spot: "He said he likes you now."

Yang Volume: "Shut up!"

Pan Yue: "???"

Yang Rongji changed the subject calmly: "When did you know that you like men?"

Pan Yue thought for a moment, and said, "It's very small, I can't remember."

Yang Rongju said "Oh", his expression seemed a little dignified: "Then, I really want to ask you, what did you like about me in the first place?"

Pan Yue was stunned. Although he knew that Yang Rongji was referring to the original owner of this body, he still couldn't help but put it into the body of his junior brother in the previous life. She has a good-looking face, smells good on her body, and is always clean, like... like a white moonlight, and her work is also very reliable, making people feel safe."

The corners of Yang Rongju's mouth couldn't be restrained, and he said triumphantly: "Of course, I don't know how many yellow-flowered girls are waiting in line to marry me." He tried his best to suppress the joyful tone, and said seriously: "Don't get me wrong. Ah, I just chatted a few words just now to brighten up the atmosphere, I don't like men."

Pan Yue nodded and said, "I know, don't worry, I won't pester you anymore. You, you can find a beautiful and considerate wife to take home, and the brother will give her a red envelope."

Yang Volume: "..."

Zhen Mi commented: "A tsundere."

Hai Nu commented: "A Holy Mother."

Both of them pursed their lips and said, "Perfect match."

In the darkness, Pan Yue couldn't see the other person's expression, but only heard his patient breathing. Yang Rongji waved his hand irritably and said, "You really...you said that!"

Inexplicable sadness filled Pan Yue's heart, even though he knew that the other party couldn't see him, he still suppressed the tears that were about to burst into his eyes, and forced a smile: "I also know that this is not good, I promise it won't happen.

Zhen Mi sighed unceasingly: "Young people nowadays can really make a fuss."

Hai Nu shook her head: "I really want to help them pierce the window paper."

Yang Rongji said angrily: "Will you die if you don't speak?!"

As soon as he roared, the sound of "cracking" and "clucking" suddenly resounded above the two of them, the light that had not been seen for a long time was projected down again, the cellar gradually became brighter, the bluestone slab was turned wide open, and a huge object fell down with a "plop" .

The two were startled, only to see that huge and burly creature, majestic and handsome, with arms as long as knees, humming and moaning unconsciously.

Pan Yue cried out, "Your Majesty?"

The man said weakly: "I am visiting privately in a micro-service..."

Pan Yue changed his tune and said, "Sima Yan?"

Sima Yan didn't respond any more, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were closed tightly, his face showed an expression of extreme pain, and his hands and feet struggled endlessly.He used both hands to dig on the ground, as if he was rummaging for something, the ground was hard, and his fingers would not stop digging blood dripping.

"What, what's the matter?" Pan Yue patted him on the shoulder and said eagerly, "Your Majesty? Sima Yan? Emperor Wu of Jin? Big man?"

Yang Rongji said in a deep voice: "Stop taking pictures, he has been bewitched."

On the side of Sima Yan's ear hole, there was an imperceptible opening, and blood was still dripping drop by drop, and a small black beetle, with two thin long legs exposed, was trying to drill deeper into the flesh and blood.

And the horror girl seemed to sense something, and said with some timidity: "Yes, is it? The fear-eating insect?"

When Sima Yan opened his eyes, he was no longer in the tomb of Cao Zhi. His head was dizzy and his eyes were blurred. He shook his head, trying to identify where he was, but he couldn't resist the waves of dizziness.

As the sky was getting dark, Sima Yan staggered forward a few steps. The surrounding area was desolate, filled with thick fog and gloomy air. There was almost no grass growing for a few miles. He vaguely felt that this place was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. Same scene.

Suddenly, there was a "click" under his feet. He looked down and found a skull that had been smashed to pieces by his foot.Sima Yan was startled, took two steps back, but stepped on something again, making a crisp sound.

It was a leg bone that he stepped on and broke.

Sima Yan couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth, thinking: Could it be osteoporosis?

However, the dense fog cleared slightly, and he widened his eyes in fear—countless dense layers of white bones were reflected in his pupils.

"Mass Burial Mound?!"

A child's voice was faintly heard in the distance, calling him: "Brother, come quickly, have you caught the little rabbit?"

The child's voice was so familiar that Sima Yan couldn't help walking forward, wanting to see who the owner of the voice was.His foot sank, and he walked forward with difficulty among the piles of bones. Suddenly, he felt his feet stop, as if something grabbed his ankle——

A festering arm clutched his ankle tightly, and this hand was attached to a bloody head, eager to emerge from the ground.

"Ahhhhh!" Sima Yan yelled in fear, slamming his leg violently, trying to shake off that arm, but no matter how hard he tried, the hand stuck to his foot like a gangrene .Frightened to the extreme, Sima Yan casually grabbed a broken leg bone, and frantically hit that arm.He was so strong that the arm was broken by him, and the five fingers that grabbed his ankle were instantly released.

Sima Yan fell to the ground and was about to catch his breath when he heard an old voice coming from the ground: "Son, it's so cold underground..."

Sima Yan opened his mouth in disbelief: "Father, father?"

The broken arm struggled and squirmed, and pressed against the ground with all its strength. The head finally popped out completely, with disheveled hair and bleeding from the seven orifices on the face, which was enough to see the horror before death.

Sima Yan trembled unconsciously, and tremblingly said: "Father, yes, is it you?"

The head grinned an ugly smile, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's cold underground, Dad hurts, and bled a lot... Son, come here, Dad has something to say to you..."

Sima Yan rushed forward in an instant, and dug up his father's corpse with his bare hands. The hard bones were covered with barbs, and his hands were dripping with blood in an instant, and the blood stained the soil a deep red.When the body of the corpse was about to be dug out, the arm suddenly slapped him with a backhand, but the head suddenly popped up, biting his throat!

The head Jie Jie smiled miserably and said, "You unfilial son, you tricked me into drinking poisonous wine on the eve of my enthronement, and paid me back!" Its sharp teeth and yellow pus still flowed from its mouth, and it bit Sima Yan In a deadly position, he could hardly resist, and he was about to be bitten to death.

The author has something to say:

It seems that the emperor who is generous with kindness also has a dark side that is unknown.