Chapter 22: Become a Doll! Killer outside the sky, green willows and red cherry blossoms
Dollhill.
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan woke up to find that they were no longer in the carriage, but lying on a strange soft bed.
But they didn't panic.
They were stunned by Jiang Prison, and they must have been brought here by Jiang Prison, so there will be no danger.
It's just that Jiang Prison is gone.
They looked around, and it was a soft, comfortable, large bed with a tasseled brocade tent.
The bedding on the bed is silky, smooth, new, embroidered with all kinds of beautiful flowers, so finely embroidered, so vivid.
They also changed into smooth and new silk robes, and the embroidery on the silk robes was as delicate and gorgeous as the bedding.
And everything in the room is extremely exquisite, even exaggerated.
Even a candlestick was decorated with crystal pearls, seven-colored precious stones, and the tassels on the brocade tent were made of gold threads.
Luxury, but without giving the feeling of an upstart.
"Where is this? Have you arrived at Dollhill? β
Shangguan Feiyan got up, frowned slightly, and walked a little uncomfortably, but she had gone too far with Jiang Jian on the road before.
The aftermath she couldn't bear.
"We'll find out when we go out and see!"
Ouyang Qing smiled, they came out with Jiang Prison, although this place was very unfamiliar, they didn't feel that it would be dangerous.
If someone snatched them away from Jiang Prison, then they would not need to be vigilant and resist.
Because they can snatch people from Jiang Prison, no matter how much they resist, it will be in vain.
The ground was covered with thick and soft Persian felt.
The two walked barefoot through the room.
On the opposite side there was a door, a carved door, inlaid with a gold ring.
The door is hidden.
Pushing open this door, Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan's eyes widened, as if they had stepped into a wonderland that was even more bizarre than a dream!
A wonderland they have never experienced in their lives and will never imagine!
This room was bigger than the previous one, but there was only one table in the room.
A table took up almost the entire room.
There was a house on the table, a doll's house.
Even in children's dreams, there will be no such beautiful doll houses.
The entire house is built with real wood and bricks.
The tiles are glazed tiles, exactly the same as those used in the imperial palace, but at least ten times smaller.
The house is surrounded by a large garden.
There are pine and bamboo, flowers and plants, small bridges, flowing water, rockeries, pavilions - among the flowers and trees, there are even yellow dogs, white rabbits, cranes and reindeer.
The trees are alive and the flowers are fragrant, but they are ten times smaller than the real ones.
Although those reindeer and white rabbits are made of wood and stone, they are also sculpted so lifelike that they seem to run in front of you as soon as they beckon.
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan were stupid.
I can't believe that there is such a beautiful dollhouse in the world.
What they admired the most was the octagonal pavilion behind the Jiuqu Bridge, the green tiles of the Zhulan, and the remnants of chess on the stone table, and the two high-crowned old men who played chess seemed to be tired.
An old man in Zhu Yi was fishing by the flowing water, half tilting his head, half frowning, as if he was still thinking about the remaining game.
Another green-robed old man was beside him, still holding the double-beam Fu character shoes that had just been taken off in his hand, and he was squinting at the old man in red clothes and smiling proudly.
In this game, it is obvious that he has a chance of winning.
Both are realistic, with eyebrows and eyebrows, and the clothes and shoes worn on them are also cut from the most luxurious satin, and they are cut to fit perfectly.
All this is enough to dazzle and dazzle.
But none of that was much compared to that house.
There are twenty-seven rooms in the front and back of the house.
There are main halls, side halls, flower halls, bedrooms, guest rooms, warehouses, and even kitchens.
Looking through the window, you can see the furnishings in each house clearly.
Everything in every room seemed to be real.
In the hall, there are carved rosewood chairs covered with brocade cushions.
There are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, the middle hall is a landscape, misty and rainy, chic, take a closer look, the fall that is smaller than the fly's foot, is actually the handwriting of Wu Daozi.
Ouyang Qing's favorite is that couplet.
[Often drunk without drinking]
[It is common not to read]
What a mood it is!
How free!
There were two people sitting in the hall, as if waiting for the master to receive them.
Two young men in Tsing Yi are holding tea and lifting the curtain.
Even the two tea cups, which are smaller than buttons, are real porcelain.
The maids had a clever smile on their faces, as if they did not take the two guests very seriously, for they knew that their master was also contemptuous of them.
The owner was also in the back bedroom.
There were already four maids waiting to serve him next to the bed, one holding a high crown in his hand, one holding a yellow robe woven with gold in his hand, and one holding a fan in his hand.
Another man was crouching on the ground, brushing his boots.
The owner is not very old, with a white face and beard, and his appearance seems to be extremely handsome.
Behind the bed, there was a beautiful woman in a gauze dress, with slight eyebrows and slight cheeks, weak and weak, as if she had gone through a storm last night, and there was a shameful pain in the sweetness.
"This must be Doll's Hill!"
Ouyang Qing said with a look of certainty: "The owner of this doll house must be Xiaoyaohou himself, it seems that Xiaoyaohou likes dolls very much!" β
"Yes, this doll's house is so delicate and realistic, it is definitely a big deal, it can be seen that Xiaoyao Hou loves dolls, no wonder it is called Doll Villa!"
Shangguan Feiyan nodded and muttered:
"This Xiaoyao Hou will enjoy it!"
There were people in every room, all of them young girls who were as beautiful as flowers.
Some are playing the qin, some are copying scriptures, some are embroidering, some are combing, and some are still delicate.
Of the twenty-seven rooms, only one was empty.
The room was in the corner, with a dark-covered cloister outside, and the walls inside were full of books, and a furnace of ambergris was burning on the desk.
The incense burner next to the study room is full of four treasures, and there is an unfinished picture, the painting is to pick up the lamp to see the sword picture, the pen to Xiao Xiao, although it has not yet been completed, the momentum has been extraordinary.
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan are no longer children, but in the face of such a doll house, they still can't help but look at it stupidly, and they almost want to shrink their bodies and go inside to play.
"If you build this dollhouse and live in it, it will be fun!"
Shangguan Feiyan said yearningly.
"I'm afraid it will cost millions of taels of silver to build this doll house!"
Ouyang Qing said, and had already come to the front of the doll's house to enjoy it carefully.
Shangguan Feiyan also surrounded the doll's house, just like seeing a child who likes toys, and couldn't put it down.
The two studied the doll's house for a long time, and unconsciously felt very tired, their eyelids were heavy, and they couldn't open their eyes.
Touch! Touch!
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan fell to the ground, obviously stunned by someone.
A bright and pretty girl in white walked in from outside with a smile on her face, and she was the apprentice of the former Marquis.
"It's not easy for you to go to the dollhouse to play, but you'll be able to experience it right away!"
The little boy grinned and waved his hand, and the two beautiful maids behind him immediately stepped forward and hugged Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan down.
Leaving the doll's house, the little boy came to a delicate and gorgeous bedroom.
At this time, Jiang Jian was half-lying on the soft collapse, leisurely sipping tea.
"Childe, it's all done!"
The little boy walked respectfully, knelt down in front of the couch, showed his charming curves, and reported to Jiang Prison.
"Well, get up."
Jiang Jian took a sip of tea lightly, bowed slightly, and said:
"Tell me about what you've gained during this time!"
"Yes, Childe!"
The little boy stood up, gently pulled the jade belt around his waist, and the white brocade robe on his body fell, revealing her white jade-like peak.
Jiang Jian didn't speak, just looked at the little boy, and his eyes did not shy away.
The little boy is not very old, only eighteen years old, and he is not very old, and he is even a little short, estimated to be only one meter six.
But the flesh and bones are well-proportioned, the lines are soft, and they are so perfect that there is not even a trace of flaw.
Especially the mountain.
Towering and tall.
As long as it's a man, whoever sees such a carcass can't help but be moved.
"Childe, can you report to you slowly?"
The little boy Yingying came to Jiang Prison, her face was as red as a peach blossom in late spring, she spoke softly, and her eyes were blurred.
"Good!"
Jiang Jian pulled the perfect and charming body of the little boy into his arms, only to feel full of warm fragrant nephrite, such as Lan Ruxin, which was intoxicating.
He has never been the unruly Megumi Yanagishita.
Like Xiao Mimi, who has hundreds or thousands of faces, it has long been a road to heaven, and Jiang Prison is not interested.
But the wife or the little boy is sent to the door.
He won't be polite either.
Of course.
He is just playing with the little boy, and he will not take her into the room.
"Say it!"
Jiang Jian played with it in his hand and looked at the drunken little boy.
The little boy came back to his senses, blushed, and said shyly:
"Childe, Hua Ruyu's family property is about 800,000 taels of gold and 2.5 million taels of silver!"
As he spoke, the little boy took out an account book and handed it to Jiang Prison.
"During this time, I sorted out the property of Xiaoyaohou, and currently collected a total of 12 million taels of gold, 80 million taels of silver, and countless other antiques, calligraphy, paintings, and jewelry!"
"Because of the tight schedule, there are still a lot of gold and silver that have not been exchanged...... Ah......h
"Well, well done."
Jiang Jian nodded, gold and silver are like cash, even if there are so many assets, it will take time to realize them.
Especially in ancient times, it was not easy to exchange so many assets for cash.
"Thank you for the compliment, for doing things for the son, going to the soup and fire, smearing the liver and brain, and never giving up!"
The little boy hurriedly expressed his loyalty.
"Then I'll have to reward you!"
Jiang Jian smiled, of course he would not be naΓ―ve to believe the words of the little boy.
But it doesn't matter.
Regardless of whether the little boy is really loyal or not, as long as he does things honestly.
Jiang Jian pulled out his hand and patted the little boy's uprightness.
The little boy understood and turned around.
Jiang Prison naturally doesn't have to pity her.
And the wonder of the world, the strange, the extraordinary view, often lies in the danger, and the people are rare.
Jiang Prison is not an ordinary person.
You can enjoy the scenery that ordinary people can't appreciate.
Especially a dwarf boy like Xiaoyaohou, who is not even as good as ordinary people, often has more than enough heart but not enough strength, even if the scenery is beautiful, he can only watch from a distance and cannot reach it.
Perhaps this is the reason for the psychopathy of Xiaoyaohou.
People who are physically disabled are often psychologically abnormal.
For example, eunuchs, dwarfs......
"Ah......h
"Childe, spare ...... life"
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Time passes quietly like water, bit by bit.
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan woke up quietly, but they felt light and comfortable, as if they could fly around in the sky as long as they shook their hands.
They rubbed their eyes, came to their senses, and remembered that they had fallen asleep before, knowing that they must have been stunned.
It's just that they didn't follow Jiang Prison all the way?
Who would dare to make a move on them?
Where did Jiang Prison go?
Could it be that Xiaoyaohou's subordinates secretly stunned them?
The two of them were full of suspicions.
But soon.
A chill suddenly rose in the hearts of the two.
They read a lot of books.
The room was full of books.
Then, see an incense burner.
The cigarette in the furnace was graceful, burning as if it were ambergris.
I saw that there were very precious inkstones, very ancient ink, and very exquisite pens on the table, and even the pen holder was an antiquity from the Qin and Han dynasties.
They also saw the unfinished drawing on the table.
The painting is a picture of a sword with a lantern.
How familiar is this scene?
Isn't this the layout of one of the rooms in the previous doll's house?
Did they really enter the dollhouse?
A chill rose from the soles of their feet, and the two of them couldn't help but shudder, as if they had suddenly fallen from the bed into the cold water in the harsh winter.
They turned.
The room had windows, and the windows were huge, just across from them.
Looking out of the window, the sun was shining outside.
The sun shines on a nine-curved bridge, and the flowing water under the bridge is also shining with golden light.
There is a small octagonal pavilion at the end of the bridge, and two people are playing chess in the pavilion.
An old man in Zhu Yi still had a fishing rod and fishing gear next to him, with one hand supporting his forehead and the other holding a chess piece.
Another green-robed old man looked at him with a smile on his face, and there was a Liang Fu character next to the stone bench, and his feet were still bare.
Couldn't this be the two old doll men who were still fishing and raccoon feet by the stream?
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan only felt a little dizzy, and they could barely stand still.
They couldn't believe their eyes.
Outside the window, the grass is green, and the breeze carries the fragrance of flowers.
A reindeer rushed out of the bushes, as if suddenly aware of a stranger peeping through the window, and quickly got back in.
There is a high wall outside the flowers, which separates the world from the side wall.
But looking out through the half-moon-shaped portal in the corner of the wall, you can see a coffee table in the distance, and there are two celadon bowls on the coffee table.
It's something they've seen before.
But at this moment, in their eyes, these two bowls seemed to be bigger than the octagonal pavilion.
They could literally bathe in a bowl.
"I ...... Are we dolls? β
Shangguan Feiyan was not a person who was easily frightened, but now she only felt that her hands were shaking, her legs were weak, and her clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
"How is this possible?"
Ouyang Qing's chest rose and fell, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
It's ridiculous.
They turned into dolls?
Can you believe it?
"Let's go out and have a look!"
Shangguan Feiyan and Ouyang didn't want to believe it, so they immediately left the house and went out to find answers.
However, the scene outside was exactly the same as the doll's house they had seen before.
They also saw two people.
One has a big head and a thick waist, and his face is full of money and pockmarks.
One is taller, with a face longer than a horse, but his fingers are thick and short, and his middle finger seems to be as long as his little finger.
These two people have very rough expressions, but their clothes are very gorgeous, and their style is also very large, obviously they are both martial arts heroes, their identities are very noble, and their status is also very high.
These two people, they have seen both.
Right before in the dollhouse, when they were just soulless dolls.
A conversation.
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan knew that both of them were once famous powerhouses.
Mazi is called Thunderstorm, nicknamed Wanli Xingyun.
The other is called Long Feiji, nicknamed Fantastical.
Thirteen years ago, they fought the seven swords of the Tianshan Mountains with their iron palms, unscathed, and their fame shocked the rivers and lakes.
"Lei Daxia, what kind of place is this?"
Ouyang Qing asked.
Lei Yu sighed and said helplessly: "You must have guessed that this is the world of dolls, and we are all other people's dolls!" β
Long Feiji said: "In fact, everything is a puppet, so why aren't people dolls?" It's just that people are the dolls of the sky, and we are all human dolls. β
He smiled back and hissed, "Who in the rivers and lakes would have thought that my brother has become someone else's doll!" β
Lei Yu looked at Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan's beautiful and graceful figures, and said with burning eyes:
"Since the two girls are here, let's accept our fate, why don't we do something happy together, the time will pass soon!"
As he spoke, he reached out to take Guan Feiyan's hand.
Here they have long been numb, and they have long lost their courtesy, righteousness, shame, ethics and morality.
Their wives and wives are all playing casually.
Play with each other.
Because they've all become dolls, and they're the walking dead when they're alive.
Syllable!
Shangguan Feiyan raised his hand and slapped him, causing a thunderstorm to have gold stars in his eyes, and he lost one of his teeth.
Lei Yu covered his face with his hands and said with a cruel smile:
"You are toasting and not eating and drinking, when you get here, even if you are really three chastity and nine martyrs, you can't help but not follow, and you can't escape."
"You try?"
Shangguan Feiyan and Ouyang Qing were not weak in martial arts, and after becoming a woman in Jiang Prison, they were vigorously cultivated by Jiang Prison and cultivated the Hell Sutra.
Although it has not yet broken through to the first level of qi refining.
But the strength is also extraordinary.
Although Lei Yu and Long Feiji had good strength, they couldn't beat Shangguan Feiyan and Ouyang Qing, so they had to flee.
Ouyang Qing didn't chase after him, his face was full of panic:
"Did we really become dolls? Where did Childe go? Does he know that we have become dolls? β
"Don't worry, Childe is a fairy-like person, this Doll Villa was built by Xiaoyaohou, Xiaoyaohou was killed by Childe, even if we become dolls, Childe can turn us back!"
Shangguan Feiyan comforted.
As soon as she finished speaking, two old men appeared in front of her.
These two old people they have seen are the two old men in red clothes and the old man in green robe that they saw in the doll house before.
It's just that the two were just dolls at the time.
But now it's a living person.
And they had a fierce murderous aura on them, like two unsheathed swords
Divine weapons must have sword energy.
A martial arts master with unique skills regards human life as a mustard, and he will definitely have a murderous aura on his body!
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan faintly felt it.
These two people must have killed people in their lives!
The two stared at Shangguan Feiyan, trembling with excitement, and said in a trembling voice:
"What did you just say?"
"I said Childe would turn us back!"
Shangguan Feiyan was wary of the two old men in front of her, she felt that even with their current strength, they were by no means opponents.
"It's not this sentence, it's the previous sentence!"
The old man Zhu Yi said nervously and expectantly.
"Xiaoyao Hou has been beaten to death by Gongzi?"
Shangguan Feiyan thought about it and asked tentatively.
The old man in Zhu Yi and the old man in green robe trembled and were excited:
"Are you sure the Marquis is dead?"
"Of course."
Shangguan Feiyan affirmed:
"Xiaoyao Hou was wiped out by Gongzi himself, and he must be dead!"
"Who is your son-in-law?"
The old man in the green robe and the old man in the red robe were very curious, they knew the martial arts of the Marquis of Xiaoyao best, but they didn't expect to die.
"My son-in-law is Wanzhu Peak, Qianliu Lake, Heavenly Hell Mountain Villa, Jiang Shenzhu!"
Shangguan Feiyan said proudly.
The old man in the red robe and the old man in the green robe glanced at each other, and they both shook their heads.
"I haven't heard of it!"
"I've heard of Cuiyun Peak and Green Water Lake Divine Sword Villa, but it seems to have declined!"
Shangguan Feiyan and Ouyang Qing were angry at first, but after thinking about it, they understood the reason.
Shangguan Feiyan looked at the two: "How long have you not left here?" β
The two seemed to recall the past, and sighed slightly,
"It's been thirty years!"
"Thirty years!?"
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan were shocked, the two of them were not yet thirty years old.
"Thirty years of changes, Divine Sword Villa now has a kendo wizard, known as the third young master Xie Xiaofeng, although he is less than twenty years old, he is already famous all over the world, and his swordsmanship is like a god!"
"But Xie Xiaofeng is far behind our son-in-law!"
Shangguan Feiyan said proudly: "Our son is eighteen years old, and he is already invincible in the world, unparalleled in the world!" β
"Humph!"
When the old man in Zhu Yi and the old man in green robe heard this, their faces instantly turned cold, and they brushed their sleeves away.
They thought that the Marquis was really dead.
Unexpectedly, it was two crazy people talking nonsense!
Eighteen-year-old invincible in the world, and killed Xiaoyaohou?
Fool a three-year-old!
"Red cherry blossoms and green willows, killers outside the sky, double swords together, invincible in the world."
A faint voice sounded, and with a touch of mockery, the two old men suddenly turned around, and the terrifying murderous aura on their bodies permeated the air.
"Childe!"
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan exclaimed, and threw themselves into Jiang Prison's arms like milk swallows returning to their nests.
I just immediately smelled the strong feminine aura on Jiang Prison's body.
The breath of spring.
The two snorted coldly in their hearts, it turned out that Jiang Prison went to play with women.
It must have come out of another woman.
Jiang Prison did just leave from Xiao Gongzi, and I have to say that Xiao Gongzi made Jiang Jian very satisfied.
He loved it.
And the little boy is very good at pleasing people, giving what he wants, and he can do whatever he wants.
And it's not your own, so you don't have to worry about playing badly.
Even if you play badly, you don't feel distressed.
In the future, if she is free, she can reward her with billions of gold, and it will not be in vain for her hard work.
Although the little boy is petite, he is very material.
Jiang Jian likes her tightly.
Restraining his thoughts from the little boy, Jiang Jian looked at the two old men in front of him.
They were all thin, very tall, and wore long robes, all of which were gorgeous and brightly colored.
The color of the robe is red and green.
Red as a cherry.
The green is as green as a plantain.
Li Hongying!
Willow green!
They looked tired, their beards and hair were white, but their waists were still straight, and the sharpness of their eyes was far more formidable than that of their swords.
"Did you kill Xiaoyao?"
The two of them stared at Jiang Prison's face, so handsome, so young, could this kill Xiaoyaohou?
How can it be?
However, they did feel a terrifying pressure from Jiang Prison.
It's even more stressful than the Loose Marquis.
This person is strong.
Maybe he can really kill Xiaoyaohou.
But it hasn't been hit, and it's too early to draw conclusions.
"Will you try it?"
Jiang Jian smiled, seeing their thoughts.
"Good, great."
Li Hongying looked at Jiang Jian and said with a smile: "Let's see how the rising stars in the rivers and lakes are now, how capable they are, and whether they really have the ability to kill Xiaoyaohou!" β
Yang Luliu said: "Although we haven't killed anyone for many years, we haven't forgotten the means of killing. β
Jiang Jian looked at the two of them and smiled:
"A killer outside the sky, killing people like dogs, with two swords together, there is no way to live."
"Looks like you know a lot about it!"
"Green willows and red cherries, the essence of the sword."
"The essence of the sword, its sharpness pierces the heart."
The two of them suddenly turned over at the same time, and each of them had an extra brilliant sword in his hand.
The length of the sword is only seven inches, but with a sword in hand, the sword qi is already imminent, and these two swords are indeed the spirit of the sword.
The spirit of the sword, its benefit is in God.
The terrible thing about these two swords is not in the edges.
Although the blade of the sword was short, the fierce sword aura had already enveloped all the creatures within a radius of tens of zhang.
Ouyang Qing and Shangguan Feiyan's bodies trembled, and they seemed to feel a kind of chill in their hearts, and the fierce sword qi seemed to have penetrated into their chests and hearts.
Li Hongying pinched the hilt of the two-inch-long sword with two fingers, and said coldly:
"Where's your sword?"
"I'll show you!"
The words fell, and a sword was already suspended in front of Jiang Prison, the sword was three feet six inches and five minutes long, with a terrifying edge.
The moment this sword appeared, it completely suppressed their sword qi.
The two of them instantly widened their eyes and stared at Jiang Prison's sword:
"Controlling the sword with qi?"
"How is that possible?"
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(End of chapter)