When Yang Jian and Lao Xiao came out of the study, they saw Song Jiang chewing the pig's trotters in his hands. His expression was slightly painful, and he obviously didn't like eating very much. However, Yang Jian looked at it with satisfaction for a while, and then came out. He said in a loud voice, "Okay, let's just eat this much for now."
Song Jiang was immediately relieved when he heard this. He suppressed his nausea, put down the pig's trotters in his hand and said, "Thank you, Master..."
After hearing this, Yang Jian smiled and said, "Since you are full, how about I accompany you to the mountain top garden at the back? The scenery there is good, and it is a good place to take a walk after dinner."
Song Jiang knew that although the other party was asking in a questioning tone, he could not have any objections. In addition, he actually wanted to see if this mountaintop park was really as airtight as Lao Xiao said, and there was no chance of escape... ...So the two of them came to the mountaintop park behind the 9th floor with their own "purposes". What Song Jiang didn't expect was that his understanding of luxury would be refreshed again. He didn't expect that there was an artificial lake in the mountaintop park. .
Looking at the artificial lake in front of him like a mirror inlaid on the emerald green carpet, Song Jiang couldn't help but sigh and said, "Rich people still know how to play..."
Yang Jianze said with a look of disapproval, "You mortals are so ignorant. I don't know that my mansion in heaven was a thousand times better than this one. How can you make such a fuss over such a small pool?!"
Song Jiang couldn't help rolling his eyes after hearing this, but he still complimented, "After all, we mortals are just frogs in a well. No one has ever seen what the heaven is like. How can we compare with you, the second master? This pair For us, it’s already a life we can’t even think about.”
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian suddenly said seriously, "Don't underestimate the power of mortals. Not all gods can be immortal for thousands of years. As time goes by and things change, the heavens have long since changed. The gods who can still exist today The reason why they can exist depends entirely on the memories of mortals. Once they are completely forgotten by mortals, no matter how powerful the gods are, they will eventually dissipate like stardust and smoke..."
Song Jiang didn't expect that Yang Jian could say such sad words, so he sincerely comforted him and said, "Second Master, you can rest assured that your name has been well known to me since I was a child. People in recent generations will not forget it easily, and you Even though you are in the human world, you can also create momentum for yourself so that mortals will remember your name from generation to generation!"
Yang Jian originally thought so, but he didn't expect that Song Jiang would point it out, so he stared at Song Jiang with interest for a while and then said, "A mere mortal can get the favor of a white tiger, and there is indeed something extraordinary about it." of……"
When Song Jiang heard this, he laughed a few times and said, "Second Master really flatters me. My acquaintance with the White Tiger Lord was just an accident. He saved my life with his spiritual power. In order to repay the kindness of saving my life, I agreed to help him." He adapts to the life of modern people... And I am just an ordinary person. I dare not offend anyone easily, let alone you two gods. Even a random monster or ghost is enough for me, a mortal, to drink a pot."
Of course, Yang Jian would not easily believe Song Jiang's words. He suddenly changed the topic and pointed at the artificial lake in front of him and said, "By the way, there is one of my little pets here. Don't be alone on rainy days." Come hang out by the lake...understand?"
Upon hearing this, Song Jiang timidly asked, "Second Master... the staple food of your little pet must not be fish food, right!?"
Yang Jian nodded after hearing this and said, "That's natural, its taste is a bit meatier...it occasionally eats people."
After hearing this, Song Jiang immediately felt sweating on his back. This is the defense system of the Hilltop Garden. No wonder he wasn't worried that he would run away from this place. So he quickly changed the subject and said, "Second Master, what about the Hilltop Garden?" Where is the place behind?”
"It's a city expressway. The distance from the top of the mountain to the highway is about 40 to 50 meters," Yang Jian said honestly.
Song Jiang heard that this good guy is actually forty or fifty meters tall? ! If it falls, Huang'er's brains will be scattered... It seems that this road is dead, and prison is nothing more than that, right? ! Song Jiang never thought that he would live in such a luxurious cage one day. The situation in life is really unpredictable.
Yang Jian still used the "cramming" method of feeding the next two meals, but this feeding method really made Song Jiang a little bit too much. Even if the meals were full of delicacies, it was difficult to swallow...
When Yang Jian returned to the room that night, Song Jiang did not fall asleep. Instead, he lay on the sofa in a daze with an expressionless face. He was now focused on finding the security loopholes in the palace so that he could escape as soon as possible... Although Yang Jian couldn't guess what was going through Song Jiang's head at this time, he knew that it must be closely related to escaping from him, so he sat quietly next to him and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Instantly, a bloody smell filled the room, quickly pulling Song Jiang's soul back to its normal state. This was not the first time Song Jiang had a "frank meeting" with Yang Jian, but he was still very shocked. He could never face such a broken and inhuman body calmly.
At this time, Yang Jian lowered his head and glanced at his clearly visible internal organs, then stepped closer to Song Jiang and said, "Do you know what it feels like to have your flesh and blood exposed? That friend of yours just had a piece of skin as big as a palm peeled off. I can't stop wailing, so you can imagine how painful it can be to cut through your skin. But I have to bear this kind of pain day and night, and the feeling is not something that outsiders can easily understand."
Instinct made Song Jiang want to step back, but then he thought about where he could run if he was trapped in this luxurious cage by the other party, so he suppressed the fear in his heart and said as calmly as possible, " Second Master, I am willing to help you... but I don’t want to die. For the sake of my willingness to help you, can you think of a way to have both?"
Song Jiang had a harmless appearance, and the sincerity in his tone when he spoke made Yang Jian feel a rare sense of compassion. Unfortunately, this compassion did not stop his actions, and in the end he still He grabbed Song Jiang's throat and bit his carotid artery...
With the injection of blood, the skin from Yang Jian's neck began to grow slowly, but the speed was extremely slow. It took a long time to barely reach the position of the collarbone, but Song Jiang could hardly bear it anymore, and finally he resorted to eating The force of the milk slapped Yang Jian's arm, reminding him that he would die soon if he kept sucking it like this... Yang Jian finally stopped, and then thoughtfully used his spiritual power to stop the bleeding on Song Jiang's neck, otherwise the artery would be bitten Driving is no joke.
Just when Song Jiang was staring in confusion, he heard Yang Jian say in a deep voice, "The so-called way to have the best of both worlds is nothing more than that I will keep flowing slowly and don't drain your blood all at once. It's not impossible to do this, but you always have to look at it." My mood, so you'd better not use other crooked ideas, otherwise once I find out, I will definitely suck all the blood from you at once!"
Song Jiang didn't know what to say for a while. Was he to thank True Lord Erlang for not killing him? Or are you lamenting your bad luck? How come it became this evil god's special medicine for no reason? At this time, Yang Jian seemed to feel that the exposed flesh and blood of his body was unsightly, so he raised his hand to put on his shirt. Miraculously, the bloody smell that had just hit Song Jiang's nose was instantly covered.
So Song Jiang asked curiously, "What kind of material are these clothes made of? Can they instantly cover up the bloody smell on the second master's body after putting them on?!"
After hearing this, Yang Jian said, "This is made of ice silk that Lei Zu personally reeled out. It is the only one in the world. It can be transformed into various styles of ready-made clothes. It is not afraid of water and fire and can also emit a faint fragrance. There is nothing better than hiding the bloody smell on my body."
After hearing this, Song Jiang repeatedly praised, "There are such rare and good things in this world, but it is a pity that what modern people call ice silk is artificial silk, and there is no way to reproduce the strange skills of our ancestors. "
