I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 16
"it is good!"

Yan Xiaowu seemed to like his style very much, his face flushed with excitement, he looked at the table, and seemed to think that pouring the tea was too slow and troublesome, so he simply picked up the teapot and poured it.

"what--"

"happy!"

"..."

Jiang Zhou looked at him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Make it look like you're drinking some kind of booze...

Yan Xiaowu wiped the tea under his chin, looked at Jiang Zhou and said, "Brother, I don't think you are a homeless person at all, you speak like a scholar, and your speech is level, but you can speak better than those sour scholars. Listen!"

He had said this with some sincerity.

The word brother is easy to say, but it is as heavy as a mountain when made.

Especially his brother Yan Xiaowu.

He used to be called Brother Jiang, but his temperament dictated that, and seeing Jiang Zhou was pleasing to the eye, he didn't mind being a brother who could drink tea and eat melon seeds together.

In the matter of Hauni, he also helped him.

But now, Yan Xiaowu felt that Jiang Zhou really had some appetite for him.

It doesn't matter if this brother is serious.

Jiang Zhou and him are the same kind of people, at least when it comes to making friends.

He didn't take it seriously even if the other party had a mouthful of Brother Jiang before.

Now the other party can say that he has a life-saving grace.

Life and death, but knowing friendship.One expensive and one cheap, friendship is seen.

Jiang Zhou took this feeling to heart, and after listening to his words, he couldn't help but think of what happened to him.

Showing a bit of helplessness: "Oh, life is easy to end, things are impermanent, even if there is royal power and wealth, there will be a time when it will be gone, not to mention that I am a person in distress?"

After speaking, he suddenly looked at Yan Xiaowu with a smile: "I think Brother Yan often does vulgar things, but he doesn't look like a layman, and he has a bit of extravagance."

Yan Xiaowu spit out half a mouthful of tea, and patted the front of his clothes with his hands and feet as quickly as possible: "Cough! Drink tea, drink tea, drink tea!"

"The banquet is over, and there is no way to stay attached anymore... It is the dragon girl who is troubled, and the little Xiao Lang who suffers..."

As the teahouse singer's bell-like singing came up, Yan Xiaowu closed her eyes halfway, tapped her fingers, and sang along:

"Fill the cup and let out a long breath... In a glass of wine, Bai Lingling's dripping tears, tears...cough!"

After singing half a sentence, his face flushed red, and he quickly drank his saliva.

"No, no, this mother-in-law's song really sucks, I'm laughing at it."

Jiang Zhou smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have this skill."

"What is this? It's not me blowing, I am not good at women, and I am not good at wine and meat, so I like to sit in this teahouse and sing. I am proficient in everything, and then listen to books. , what about "Ai Xianggong", "Dianchenghuang", "Ghost in a Cave in the East Mountain", I'm reciting it!"

Jiang Zhou didn't understand what he was talking about, it was probably from the popular novels in Wu County.

"Do you still like this? It's easy to handle. If you have time, I'll write some books to make sure you can't put it down."

He doesn't have the ability to repay Yan Xiaowu now, but he's very good at making up stories, and it's a sign of his heart to put some effort into it.

Yan Xiaowu was delighted: "Oh? You can also write a storybook!"

Immediately, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I am a person who has a bad taste, and I can't hear it in general."

"I said those things just now, but they were all written by several old gentlemen in Nanzhou. Although these are not comparable to the great Confucian scholars in the world, they have also been praised by great Confucian scholars."

Jiang Zhou smiled, but did not refute.

In terms of knowledge, he dare not brag.

When it comes to making up stories, no matter how big of a Confucianism you are, I won't be afraid.

Yan Xiaowu suddenly said: "Hey, I just sang the "Dragon Girl Farewell to Xiao Lang", which is also about the story of the Jinghe Dragon King, do you think it was a coincidence?"

"Oh?"

"Actually, this is a scandal for that person."

Yan Xiaowu whispered: "In this world, there are two dragon kings, both of whom have been orthodox by my Daji human emperor. Besides this one, there is also a Dongting dragon king, but this dragon king is a serious dragon. It's not like the lecherous dragon in Jinghe, which keeps seeds everywhere."

"The seven dragon girls of Dongting Dragon King are married to Jingyang King, the son of the Jinghe Dragon King."

"This is the right family. Who would have guessed that King Jingyang is also absurd. Not only is he like his dragon father, he is reckless, and his temperament is violent. The dignified seven dragon girls are treated as slaves by him, and they will be beaten or scolded."

Yan Xiaowu showed a teasing smile: "This kid deserves it too. Later, the Seven Dragon Girl met a human scholar, fell in love with him, and even made an appointment to elope."

"It's a pity that a mere human scholar can escape the palms of the two dragon kings? Or was he taken back. If it wasn't for the seven dragon girls to force him with his life, he would definitely die, and then there was this "Farewell to the Dragon Girl". There are still a lot of stories circulating in the song "Xiao Lang", in short, since then, the King of Jingyang has lost all face."

Yan Xiaowu's words were rather gloating.

It made Jiang Zhou feel as if he and the King of Jingyang knew each other.

It seems that this guy's identity is bigger than he imagined.

Drinking tea with Yan Xiaowu and tasting the gossip of other people's houses, a long time passed.

Said to go to the case, but nothing happened.

When the time came, Jiang Zhou said goodbye to Yan Xiaowu, returned to Sujingsi, and returned the Demon Slayer Sword.

This time, he was suddenly transferred to "assist in handling the case", and he did not need to be recited.

Back at the Knife Prison Grottoes, I walked to the public servant kitchen where the knife holder ate.

I drank only a belly of tea all day, and I was burning with panic without filling anything.

When he came to the place, a pair of eyes looked at him.

After Jiang Zhou's scalp was numb, he took some food.

The other conditions of the knives are not very good, but the food is still very sufficient, and the rice and meat are complete.

After all, there is not enough qi and blood, and it is difficult to resist the invasion of the demon sword.

After finding a table and sitting down, the knife holders from several nearby tables rushed up and asked.

"Ding Wuyi, how did you do it?"

"It's even possible to temporarily change the task of holding the knife, is there someone above you?"

"You went to the Prison Division yesterday, and you were temporarily recruited today. Do you have someone above the Prison Division?"

"In the past, we had no eye for eyeballs. We met once, can we take care of it in the future?"

"That Bing Sijiu who replaced you is miserable. I heard that Colonel Miao returned today in a bad way. Not only did the swordsman and the patrolling guards be wiped out, but only two of the five captains came back, They were all seriously injured!"

The crowd of knife-wielding men talked a lot, making Jiang Zhou quite helpless.

He was temporarily changed to carry out the knife today, which made many people misunderstood.

I wanted to deal with the matter, but when I heard one of the sentences, I couldn't help but move in my heart and asked, "Is it the evil temple of Liujiazhuang? What is there? It's so powerful?"

A man with a sword said: "Isn't it? I heard that even General Jing Yao was alarmed, and Thunder was furious. Not long before you came back, you came to the division and summoned the captains and captains to berate them. ."

"As for what kind of powerful demons there are, we don't know, and we don't dare to ask."

(End of this chapter)