Recap
Yan Zhao was thoughtful.
Rong Yu glanced at him. “Do you want to hear me call you that? You will hear it after you get married.”
“… Rong Rong.” Yan Zhao suddenly said, “My burial clothes are black, but the one I am wearing is red.”
“What?” Rong Yu said carelessly, but Yan Zhao’s words just now echoed in his mind – the clothes that ghosts where are usually the burial clothes when they are put into the coffin. If it is other clothes, it must be because the memory of the day they wore it in their lifetime was too deep, and the obsession was too strong, and they did not want to forget it after death.
Yan Zhao turned his head to look at him.
“The time I remember most deeply in my life must be the day I became your husband.”
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Rong Yu thought of the Chinese wedding that Fu Qianzhi had carefully prepared in the last world, and he was not able to wear that bright red wedding dress in the end.
The resentment is really deep enough.
“You are getting better at talking. No matter whether it was in this life or the previous life, I am not unwilling to marry you now. It is you who do not agree.” Rong Yu said bluntly, “Why do you flirt if you don’t want to marry me?”
Yan Zhao was speechless and wanted to explain that it’s not that he did not want to marry him, but his unreasonable concerns and panic were really inexplicable, and it would not be convincing if he said it out loud.
Fortunately, Rong Yu did not need to listen to his explanation, and had already gone down the mountain and headed straight for Wen Yichu’s academy.
Wen Yichu founded a Wendao Academy in Yuexi Town, which means “literature carries the way”. Articles teach people the truth, and reading makes people wise. The thinking of adults is already deeply rooted, so at least we have to teach children well so that they can have a broader future.
It sounds very ambitious, but when he really got there, he found that the place was very shabby. Unlike the academies in the prosperous main city, which are magnificent, beautiful, and magnificent, and even every brick and tile exudes the atmosphere of knowledge, Wendao Academy is just a small broken shed with a few tables and benches, without windows or walls to block it, and it leaks air on all sides. Looking straight at it, there is not even a painted and gilded plaque. A white banner is inscribed with four powerful and vigorous brush characters “Wendao Academy”, which is the facade – needless to say, these words are from Wen Yichu’s hand.
Wen Yichu has a gentle personality, but his handwriting is very strong, which shows the firm belief when writing these four words.
Even so.
Rongyu looked at the thatched shed in front of him, which is not even as big as the cowshed in his Demon King’s Palace: Is this the word “Porcelain Academy”?
The academy, he imagined, even if it is not magnificent with red walls and green tiles, should be small and exquisite with green bricks and black tiles.
What’s the matter with this thatched shed?
Don’t he feel pain in his butt when he sit on those hard benches?
Rong Yu, who used to make a chaise longue and a beauty couch with the sacred wood of the thousand-year-old phoenix tree and covered with soft clouds as a cushion, looked at the environment in front of him and hesitated to take a step inside.
Blood Jade Bracelet: They are all teaching and educating people. How can this be called a scam? Of course, there is no comparison between poor mountainous areas and big cities. Wen Yichu has no money to buy a house, and he is a volunteer who goes to the countryside to teach.
Rong Yu: That makes sense.
He walked into the straw hut and opened the door. Wen Yichu usually taught his children to read and write outside, and inside was his residence.
Blood Jade Bracelet was very relieved. The big devil, who was full of the decadent breath of capitalism, was finally able to go deep into the grassroots to experience the hard work and greatness of the working people.
Wen Yichu’s residence was very small. When he opened the door, he could see everything in the room – a wooden bed with a gray-blue quilt folded at the head of the bed. A table and chairs, with the tablets of his parents on the table. In addition, there are a set of four treasures in the study and a neatly arranged bookcase, which is probably the most precious wealth of Wen Yichu. Although the house is small, it has everything. Wen Yichu is content with poverty and feels that such a life is very happy and fulfilling.
But in Rong Yu’s eyes, this is called a bare house, difficult to survive.
Barren.
Poor as hell.
Rong Yu: I lived here?
Blood jade bracelet: Yes.
Rong Yu turned and left. “Let’s go back to the tomb.”
This is not as good as Yan Zhao’s tomb!
Yan Zhao was puzzled. “What’s wrong?”
They have gone home with great difficulty. Why do they have to go back the same way?
It’s not easy for them to come out of the mountains.
Rong Yu said: “I can’t live here.”
Yan Zhao glanced at the house. It was indeed a little shabby… more than a little.
He felt a little sorry that Rong Yu usually lived in such a place. It would be fine if he was used to it, but after seeing the gorgeous new house in his tomb last night, returning to this humble house would give rise to a huge gap, which he could understand.
“No need to go back.” Yan Zhao stopped Rong Yu, pulled him into the house, and closed the door.
As soon as he cast a spell, the house changed drastically and looked brand new. The exquisitely carved bed was covered with a brocade quilt, the tables and chairs were replaced with golden nanmu*, the mottled walls were as white as snow, and even the bookshelves became magnificent.
*(type of wood. Ref: Phoebe Zhennan)
It was still the shabby thatched cottage on the outside, but it was comparable to a royal palace inside.
Rong Yu looked at the earth-shaking changes in an instant and sighed again that magic was useful.
He knew the principle behind it. It was just an illusion, and the house was still so simple in reality. But it didn’t matter, as long as the visual effect was there.
Anyway, he can’t see the real appearance with his mortal eyes now.
However, no matter how it changes, illusion is illusion. After all, fake can’t become real, the house is so small, it can’t be made bigger. For Rong Yu, who is used to living in a big house, he will have to move to another place sooner or later.
According to the high standards and strict requirements of the Great Demon King, even the palace built by mortals will be despised. But after several worlds, Rong Yu is used to being wronged. It’s obvious that there is no good place in this poor and remote place. The most magnificent house in the town is the Hu family. He reluctantly decided to live there. As for the Hu family? He doesn’t care whether they sleep on the street or live in a bridge hole.
Rong Yu made up his mind: I condescended to choose the Hu family, which really makes their humble home shine.
Blood Jade Bracelet: Your use of the word “honoring” can be included in the standard incorrect usage of common words for middle school students.
The Hu family wanted to vomit blood after hearing this. So they were kicked out of the house and had to thank the devil with great honor.
It began to sympathize with the mortals targeted by the devil. It remembered that it asked the devil yesterday which one to choose, studying hard or wealth and glory. The devil’s answer was that he would choose wealth and glory, but he would not ask for it from others. He would only occupy the Hu family and control others…
He is afraid that since then, the devil’s claws have not been prepared to let the Hu family go.
Rong Yu said righteously: What’s wrong? I am the light of justice who enforces justice on behalf of heaven. Who let them harm the son of luck?
The blood jade bracelet has seen through it: You are not seeking justice for the son of luck, it is simply that there is no better house in the town than the Hu family!
Otherwise, according to the devil’s previous nature, he should stick with the Lord God in the tomb for two months, and deal with the Hu family in one day after coming out and then change the map, instead of coming out of the tomb on the first day.
No matter how good the conditions are underground, a mortal body will feel bored after staying there for a long time. The devil moved his position on the first day because he was definitely not satisfied with the accommodation conditions.
Rather than actively completing the task.
Rong Yu: Hush, see through, but don’t say it.
Each carrot has a hole. If you want to occupy the hole, you have to pull out the carrot. If you want to invade the Hu family mansion, you have to drive the people inside out first. Rong Yu initially formulated a carrot removal plan – he would not show up, and let Liu Zhe and Feng Wan do the work.
When the devil gives an order, there will always be countless younger brothers who will do their best to serve him. He only needs to sit in the back and enjoy the love.
Anyway, he will not live in this house for too long, but in these short days, it is also a blessing to have a beautiful illusion.
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At the moment, Rong Yu looked at the brand new interior and happily hugged Yan Zhao. “Well done.”
The hug was so close that when he left, Yan Zhao realized it belatedly and was greedy for the warmth just now.
“Hungry, right?” Yan Zhao conjured up a table of delicious food. “Eat something.”
This was more than just a little food.
Rong Yu had been on the mountain all day, and he didn’t even have lunch in order to find his way. Although he had always been the one being carried, he didn’t use up much energy, but he was already starving.
Seeing the hot and fragrant food, Rong Yu didn’t rush to eat like he did yesterday. He found an empty tablet from the corner according to the original owner’s memory: “Wait, I’ll carve a memorial tablet for you first.”
In addition to teaching and selling calligraphy and paintings, Wen Yichu also worked part-time to help people carve tablets. This place is called Yuecheng in general. The towns in the southeast, northwest, and northeast of Yue are not rich. Yuexi Town is the poorest and has the lowest cultural level. Almost no one can read. If someone dies in a family, they have to go to other towns and spend money to hire a special master to carve a tablet.
After Wen Yichu came to Yuexi Town, he could read and carve, and often helped to carve these. He charges less money and doesn’t have to travel far to hire masters like other towns do, so his business is very popular. He doesn’t mind bad luck, he just thinks it’s a piece of cake, so he helps if he can.
Rong Yu doesn’t have this virtue of helping others.
He only carves Yan Zhao’s name.
Yan Zhao looks at the young man sitting at the table, lowering his head and concentrating in the candlelight, carving his name one by one, and his heart moves slightly.
Rong Yu carves very quickly, with beautiful handwriting and very familiar movements, as if this name has been carved in his heart thousands of times.
Blood Jade Bracelet is surprised: Why are you so skilled?
The skills possessed by the original owner may be reproduced by the God’s Messenger with muscle memory, but it will not be restored 100%. And Rong Yu’s carving is more perfect and skillful than Wen Yichu.
Rong Yu: Is it surprising? I have lived for so many years, and I have mastered more skills than you can imagine, except for not wanting to learn.
Blood Jade Bracelet: Haven’t you spent all your skill points on eating, drinking and having fun for so many years?
It doesn’t know anything else, but the Great Demon King can invent 10,000 ways to enjoy life. What he can’t think of is the bracelet, and there is nothing the Demon King can’t make.
Rong Yu: You really don’t have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty.
Rong Yu engraved Yan Zhao’s name, and said with a sneer: But I really didn’t have any interest in engraving at first, and I was too lazy to learn it. Later, it became one of my most proficient skills.
Blood Jade Bracelet: This sounds like there is a story.
Rong Yu lowered his eyes and engraved: There is no story. It’s just that I went to the Three-Life Stone to find the names of me and your master. I didn’t find them, so I engraved them myself.
Legend has it that if a pair of names are engraved on the Three-Life Stone for mutual affection, they can be exchanged for eternal love.
Then it was exposed by the Demon King.
The Blood Jade Bracelet was trembling with fear: Don’t carve too hard, I think you’re going to drill through the tablet…
It suspected that the Great Demon King wanted to carve not the Lord God’s name with the knife, but the Lord God himself…
Rong Yu: Don’t be afraid, I know my limits. In fact, I’m very happy, I also made a wish today.
Blood Jade Bracelet: What wish?
Rong Yu smiled: When I carved your master’s name on the Three-Life Stone* and there was no response, I really wanted to carve his name on the memorial tablet.
*(past, present and future. Ref: https://chineseaesop.blogspot.com/2009/06/legend-of-three-life-stone.html )
Blood Jade Bracelet: …
Stop talking, I know you really want the Lord God to die…
Yan Zhao didn’t know Rong Yu’s mental activity, but seeing Rong Yu carving his name with a smile on her lips, he couldn’t help but feel moved, thinking that Rong Rong was so gentle…
“Done.” After finishing the last cut, Rong Yu put the freshly baked tablet on the table and inserted a few incense sticks. Wen Yichu always burned incense for his parents, so there was no shortage of incense in the house.
Rong Yu calmly invited Yan Zhao to sit down. “Come and have dinner together.”
Yan Zhao sat down opposite, turned into a soul, and gently inhaled the incense on the incense burner, feeling a sense of fullness.
Rong Yu also picked up chopsticks and had dinner with Yan Zhao.
If an outsider pushed the door and entered, he would see a square table in the simple house, with the spirit tablets of Wen’s father, Wen’s mother, and Yan Zhao placed on three sides, and smoke lingering in the incense burner in front of the tablet. A young man sat on one side, with hot meals in front of him. The young man ate in front of the three spirit tablets, and occasionally said a few words to the air. The scene was weird.
After dinner, Rong Yu pulled Yan Zhao to bed, and he would hold him to sleep tonight.
Yan Zhao was afraid of the cold, so he always moved to the bed quietly. Rong Yu closed his eyes and always came over accurately and continued to rub his arms.
Yan Zhao whispered: “Rong Rong, stop it. Your hands will be cold.”
“No, just hold me for an hour, don’t let go.” Rong Yu buried his head in his chest, and said softly, “No one will die.”
Yan Zhao had no choice but to hug the young man and count down for one hour in agony.
This was really teasing him…
For Rong Yu, Yan Zhao’s embrace was cold, but also reassuring.
On the night when Rong Yu slept with the ghost, the Hu family stayed up all night.
They were haunted.
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