The Demon Road of the Republic of China

Red candles are hanging high, the light and shadow are hazy yellow.

The layout inside the new house is much more peaceful and warm than the bright and festive outside.

The soft dark-colored patterned carpet is spread from the door to the front of the bed, and the soft warm fragrance is intertwined with an all-too-familiar cold fragrance, which is ambiguous and sweet.

Rong Fei stepped in top-heavy, and the door panel slammed loudly behind him.

Before he had time to distinguish everything in the room, his waist tightened, and he was pulled sideways by a hand, and his shoulder hit a firm and warm chest.

"Baby..."

Young Master Rong hugged and fumbled with his hands, like a pervert, bit Gu Jinghan's Adam's apple with his lips and tongue, and put another layer on the still bright red marks.

Gu Jinghan's throat was slightly dry, he raised his neck slightly, and let the crazy big cat run wild, his eyes spread endless darkness.

With one hand, he held Rong Fei who was flopping about on his body, and with the other hand, he threw out the Zhang Talisman, and stuck it on the door of the room accurately.

A gust of wind blew past, and the door closed tightly.

According to the effect of this talisman, the door can only be opened after twelve hours, and the voices inside and outside can communicate with each other.Within twelve hours, even if Young Master Rong scratched the door open, he would not be able to get out.

Satisfied, he glanced at the faintly golden talisman paper. Gu Jinghan grabbed Rong Fei's nape and pulled him out. He bit his chaotic lips, and picked up the bowl on the table, "Sake up the wine!" Soup."

Rong Fei's eyes were half-clear, and Tao Hua didn't even look at the bowl in Jing Han's hand, and only clung to the person in front of him with the glistening water in his eyes, licking his lips with the tip of his tongue in a hoarse voice: "I don't like to drink... But... if Young Master Gu is willing to take off his clothes, and accidentally spill the soup... maybe, I'll love it..."

A light feather brushed the gap between his lips mischievously, Gu Jinghan sucked a mouthful, and said in a low voice, "Master Rong...you like to lick me so much?"

"like……"

Rong Fei's blushing face gradually turned crimson, "So, let me lick it, Young Master Gu?"

The fiery palm slid down pointedly.

Gu Jinghan pressed Rong Fei's hand, took a sip of hangover soup, then kissed Rong Fei's startled lips, and poured it to him.

Lips are stained with water, soft and red like dew.

The pulp of his thumb brushed Rong Fei's lips heavily, Gu Jinghan stared at those wet eyes, and suddenly laughed lowly, with a bit of helpless self-inflicted bitterness in his eyes: "I'm afraid I can't."

"……what?"

Rong Fei got a little drunk from his smile, and grabbed Gu Jinghan's collar, "What did you... just say?"

Gu Jinghan sat on the stool by the table, hugged Rong Fei who was pounced on him, and sat on his lap. While feeling the grinding movement of Young Master Rong, he said, "Remember what I told you earlier? Is it? I've been taking medicine."

When Young Master Rong stopped his movements, he suddenly became honest.

He looked at Gu Jinghan, and a sharp sobriety suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"I have too much Yin Qi in my body," Gu Jinghan said, "I can't get rid of it for a day, and I can't combine with others for a day. Otherwise, the life span of the person who receives my Yin Qi will be greatly shortened, and unexpected events will happen."

"so……"

"Other than that, what harm is there? How will it affect you? What about your lifespan?" Rong Fei quickly interrupted Gu Jinghan's words, the worry in his eyes was undisguised.

"24 years old," Gu Jinghan said, "If you pass it, you will pass it. If you don't pass it, Young Master Rong will be a widow."

Rong Fei breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, he hugged Gu Jinghan's neck tightly, breathing hot: "But I think you... are going to be widowed now! I... I'm going to suffocate... "

Gu Jinghan was taken aback, and slid his fingers across Rong Fei's lower abdomen, and for the first time a dumbfounding expression appeared on his usually indifferent face: "Have you taken the medicine? Zhiyang Pill...Rong Shao, you want me to die on your body ?”

"you……"

Rong Fei hummed subduedly, grabbed Gu Jinghan's hand, lifted it to his lips, stuck out the tip of his tongue, stared at Gu Jinghan with a pair of wet peach blossom eyes, "Use... this."

Gu Jinghan was slightly startled as he pried his lips open with his fingertips.

Rong Fei's speech was a bit slurred, his body was rubbing against each other gently, and a soft and hoarse voice came into Gu Jinghan's ears: "Brother Han, use your hands..."

Like a prairie fire.

Gu Jinghan moved.

The crimson wet red spread, and the candle tears piled up one pile after another, and finally disappeared quietly amidst the rising enthusiasm.

The night is boundless, day and night.

……

Gu Jinghan was woken up by being bitten.

There was a stabbing pain in his wrist, he opened his eyes and saw Master Rong writhing slowly in the quilt, like a little wolf dog crawling up to him with his wrist in his mouth, noticing his gaze, viciously His eyes suddenly became sad and hurt.

"No wonder you are so proud of using your hands..." Young Master Rong's face turned pale, "You really are not a human hand at all!"

Gu Jinghan scooped up Young Master Rong with his other hand, with a hoarse and lazy voice, he gave a faint "hmm", "In the future, you can also be proud."

"If you continue to play this silly fart, I will crush you to death..."

Rong Fei collapsed on Gu Jinghan's body, bit his slightly protruding collarbone, and said vaguely, "I'm hungry... when is it?"

Gu Jinghan turned his head to look at the talisman paper on the door that had lost its effectiveness and fell to the ground, then glanced at the quartz clock on the wall, and said, "The next day at seven o'clock in the evening."

As he said, he sat up with his arms around Rong Fei's waist, and moved him to the bedside like a clingy bear, took the new clothes he prepared yesterday from the chair, and gave them to him bit by bit. Master Rong put it on.

Rong Fei clicked his tongue: "Is this the benefit of marrying a wife?"

Gu Jinghan buttoned Rong Fei's shirt, put on his trousers and got out of bed, bent over and grabbed Rong Fei's ankle, put socks on him, and said lightly: "This is the benefit of being married."

Then he got up and touched Young Master Rong's neck, "Hold you?"

"No need," Rong Fei felt that Young Master Gu regarded him as a paralyzed person, and immediately stuffed his feet into his shoes, and stood up, "I've rested. You've made me even more lazy..."

Rong Fei yawned, and took the coffee-colored turtleneck sweater that he had carefully selected for his sneaky shopping, and put it on for Gu Jinghan. He made sure that his precious child did not let out any trace of the spring, and then he clapped his hands and turned to the door. Walk.

After walking two steps, Young Master Rong suddenly paused, turned his head with a strange expression, and said to Gu Jinghan, "Grass...how do I feel...a bit of a leak..."

Gu Jinghan calmly stretched out his hand to cover Rong Fei's buttocks: "Why don't I cover it for you?"

"..."

Young Master Rong justly and sternly rejected the new husband's proposal, and went downstairs calmly.

Downstairs in the restaurant, Steward Luo saw that Gu Jinghan and Rong Fei had come down, and hurriedly asked someone to bring up the meals that had been prepared a long time ago.

There were so many meals, the big table was not put down, and two small round tables were moved, so it was barely enough.

God knows what Butler Luo read from Gu Jinghan's behavior of asking for hot water three times in one day and one night yesterday, and he wanted to prepare meals for two people into a full banquet.

"Master, Master and Madam have both gone to the firm and haven't come back yet," said Steward Luo.

Rong Fei nodded casually.

"Tomorrow is the day when Young Master Gu returns home. The gift list has been prepared. Tonight..." Butler Luo coughed awkwardly, "You two...take it easy."

The air was suddenly quiet.

Rao is that Young Master Rong's thick skin is known to everyone in Haicheng, but he is still a little embarrassed.

So, when the two of them just had a meal and took a shower, they both took out their nightgowns very politely when they returned to the tidied up new house.

It's still early.

Rong Fei turned on his gramophone, and leaned on the carpet with Gu Jinghan, casually flipping through two foreign books.

After turning around for a while, probably because the atmosphere was too peaceful and quiet, Rong Fei's eyelids slowly drooped, and he fell asleep unconsciously.Tilting her head back, it happened to be supported by Gu Jinghan's outstretched hand, hugged her across, and put her on the bed.

The music is low and slow, like the soft babble of the years.

Gu Jinghan touched Rong Fei's face, turned over and lay down, and hugged him into his arms.

The slightly hoarse female voice was soft and gentle, filling the room with warmth.

Suddenly, the singing faded away.

A wisp of dark red smoke came from nowhere, swaying slowly and lazily, it climbed up to the head of the bed, and silently enveloped the eyebrows of Gu Jinghan and Rong Fei.

Gu Jinghan's closed eyes instantly opened.

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded: "If you want to help me, don't you first look at my obsession? It's just a dream..."

When the fluctuation of the blood contract came, Gu Jinghan's frowning brows slowly loosened: "The character?"

The three urns of Linbingdou belonged to Linzi, and they were all left in the blood tomb.The second big ghost waking up right now should be Zhezi who also occupied three urns.

"it's me."

As the words fell, Gu Jinghan's eyes went dark, and a thick mist suddenly hit him, and then a warm and cool body fell into his arms, which was extremely familiar.

"I really think you're going crazy..."

Rong Fei was surprised for a moment, then smiled and pinched Gu Jinghan's face, "Will there be a day when I won't dream of you?"

"No." Gu Jinghan grabbed Rong Fei's hand.

Rong Fei was startled, then frowned: "Wait, you..."

"We entered Zhezi's dream, or in other words, his obsession." Gu Jinghan explained.

"Are you awake?" Rong Fei beamed with joy.

Resolving it early means that Gu Jinghan passed the 24-year-old threshold earlier, of course he should be happy.

While speaking, the surrounding fog had dispersed layer by layer, and what appeared in front of him was a slightly dilapidated small Taoist temple.

It was about mid-winter, heavy snow fell, and the mountains stretched and were covered in silver.

The eaves of the small Taoist temple pierced a bit of dignified blackness between the green of pines and cypresses and the white snow, and there were slight footsteps stepping on the snow, walking towards the door.

Gu Jinghan and Rong Fei didn't need to evade, they stood in front of the Taoist temple, and saw a handsome and clean young Taoist priest wearing a tattered coir raincoat and bamboo hat, walking over with a broom, looked left and right, and began to bow his head seriously plowing snow.

From the door to the steps, and finally along the mountain road to a bamboo forest, it stopped.

The young Taoist priest sat on a big rock and rested for a while, then got up and walked back to the Taoist temple.

Gu Jinghan and Rong Fei followed along.

The Taoist temple is very deserted, and it looks like a small Taoist temple with no incense.The snow in the yard was swept clean, there were no flowers and plants, only a tall ginkgo tree, which was now with dead branches inserted horizontally.

The young Taoist melted some ice in the courtyard and washed his hands with cold water.

His fingers were red from the cold, but he didn't care. He took off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, and walked into a scripture room.

As soon as he entered the door, before he could stand still, the young Taoist priest was covered by a red veil that suddenly fell from the beam, subconsciously took a step back, and leaned against the door.

"Did you wash your hands in cold water again?"

An exceptionally well-shaped pale hand protruded from the red gauze, grabbing the Taoist priest's red fingers hidden in his sleeve.

In the clear and charming male voice resounded softly, making people's eardrums itch.

The Taoist priest's neck was slightly chilled by the cold air that was close at hand, and he turned his head sideways, facing a charming and evil face.

The owner of that face lowered his eyes halfway, and looked at him with the corners of his eyes slantingly raised. His eyebrows and eyes were soft, but his aura was oppressive. He couldn't help avoiding those eyes, and smiled faintly: "It's not cold."

"What kind of a good person is he again? Sweeping snow will reach the foot of the mountain..."

Letting go of the Taoist priest's hand, the man leaned on him and said in a low voice, "I'm hungry, if you don't come back, I'm going to go down the mountain and harm people. Daoist Yun...you agreed to suppress me?"

The person leaning on the body was naked, only wearing a thin red dress, and his pale snow-colored skin appeared and disappeared from time to time.

But Yunzhang was unmoved, frowned, and reprimanded in his tone: "Yan ghost... what did we say at the beginning? If you think like this again, I will fight to the death, and I won't let you Take half a step out of here."

"The stinky Taoist priest has only practiced for a few years, and dare to speak so loudly?"

With a sneer, the warm and sweet fragrance lingered in Yunzhang's breath, "You also know that I am a slut, who sucks human energy to survive. If you don't give me food, you can't just let me starve to death, right? Don't you Do you always say that all living beings are equal? ​​You still say that if I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell... Daoist Yun, why don’t you feed me?”

Yan Gui's condensed body was icy cold.

The two slender arms were also filled with chill, slipping into Yunzhang's Taoist robe like a swimming snake.

Yunzhang's expression faltered, he sighed, clutching Yan Gui's wrist, and threw him onto the futon, "Meditate. Calm down."

As he spoke, he sat cross-legged opposite Yan Gui, and tapped Yan Gui's upturned palm with one hand.

A steady stream of energy was transmitted to the past.

The red mist with a pleasant fragrance overflowed from Yan Gui's body, entangled the handsome Taoist priest above.

Yan Gui quietly opened his eyes, glanced at the Taoist priest with his eyes closed, and twitched the corner of his mouth, manipulating the red smoke around the Taoist priest's lips.

"Concentrate."

Yun Zhang suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at Yan Gui, his eyes were clear and bright.

Yan Gui was stunned, cut a sound, retracted his palm first, stood up enchantingly, and waved his sleeves: "Let's go, go to bed first. The Taoist priest's spirit is the sweetest, softer than the sweet-scented osmanthus cake at the foot of the mountain." How many minutes..."

As soon as the door was opened and closed, the wind and snow outside poured in, and disappeared in an instant.

Yunzhang wrapped himself in his patched cotton Taoist robe, sat on the futon for a while, then slowly got up, and took out a volume of scriptures.

"Zhe Zi was still with you when he was alive?" Rong Fei looked at Yun Zhang and whispered.

Before Gu Jinghan could answer, he heard a low voice from the void: "What kind of peer... is the nemesis. Gu's daughter-in-law, don't stare at my Taoist leader, I should be jealous."

When Rong Fei heard this voice, he raised his eyebrows: "Yan ghost? Are you not a fierce ghost?"

The voice of Zhezi in the Void fell silent for a moment before saying: "You will know after reading it."

There was a bit of bitterness in his low voice, and he sighed deeply, "Humans and ghosts have different paths...not everyone is as lucky and courageous as you..."

When Rong Fei heard this, he didn't think about it, and the sudden change in the scene in front of him also prevented him from noticing the sudden change in Gu Jinghan's face.

It has been snowing for a long time.

The life of Yangui and Yunzhang may not have changed for a long time.

Yunzhang sweeps the snow every day, and Yangui said he was just hiding from it, but he kept following quietly behind him, cursing and not offering incense to sweep the snow. The wind makes the snow layer thinner and saves Yunzhang some effort.

After sweeping the snow, Yangui will pester Yunzhang for energy.

Yunzhang didn't give it every day, but once every few days.Although he is a practitioner, he has a lot of energy, but he can't help squandering it.And Yangui didn't necessarily want to eat those spirits, he just wanted to see Yunzhang helplessly and indulgently comfort him, reprimand him, and listen to him say more to him.

When the entanglement is almost complete, Yan Gui will turn around and leave, then hide her body and turn around quietly, lying on the roof or beams, staring at Yun Zhang's clean profile and wiping her saliva.How much he wanted to strip off Yunzhang's Taoist robe, to see him blushing, to see him bewildered, to see him sink into him.

But he is a ghost, while Yunzhang is a Taoist priest.

Daoist Yun is a gentle gentleman, with principles and integrity, in the words of Yan Gui, he is just a dead elm lump, which can be burned clean with just a fire.

Yangui never thought of making this kind of fire, because he likes Yunzhang now, and he is willing to let Yunzhang stand so clean on top of the white snow forever, shaking his head and sighing at him while holding his wrist, with reproachful eyes. Looking at him tenderly.

Yan Gui thought, he is a ghost, no matter how long Yun Zhang lives, he is enough to accompany him in this life.That's it, nothing bad.

But by chance, Yan Gui didn't want to make this fire, but some people wanted to.

It was a sunny day after days of heavy snow.

Yan Gui followed the Taoist as usual, yawning and gently fanning the wind with his sleeve to clear the snow on the road.In order not to let Yunzhang find out, he would go ahead of Yunzhang by blowing thin snow.

But this day, as soon as the wind from his sleeves was fanned out, he saw a figure walking up the mountain path step by step in the suddenly flying thin snow.

It was a young scholar, about the age of Ruoguan, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, very handsome.

He was carrying a bookcase behind his back, walking with difficulty, looking up while walking, not knowing what he was looking at.

He quickly walked in front of Yan Gui, and was taken aback when he raised his head: "Gu, miss...it's freezing cold, you...are you cold?"

"girl?"

The ghost was funny, jumped down from the tree, and walked towards the scholar, "Which girl is dressed so immorally? Little scholar, do you know how to cover your eyes? They are all big men, what are you afraid of? Are you... afraid that I am a ghost?" ?”

The scholar was forced to take a step back, his foot slipped, he fell to the ground, and the bookcases fell off, "Mr., Mr. Xiaosheng... Xiaosheng..."

Yangui turned her wrist, and was about to slap the scholar who broke the world between him and Yunzhang down the mountain, but heard a shout from behind: "Stop!"

The wrist that had just been raised was caught, and before Yangui had time to get angry, she was wrapped in a heavy cloak.

Along with the cloak, there is also a warm body that is different from his cold one.He was gently and irresistibly pressed into the chest of the visitor with a hand, and the side face slipped across a piece of cool skin in an instant.

"My wife is joking, please forgive me." Yun Zhang said warmly.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand, gently brushed Yan Gui's slightly messy temple hair, wrapped him up tighter, and said in a low voice: "Arguing with me again...it's cold, why don't you want to wear more?"

Yan Gui's face was blank for a moment.

He was carried back to the Taoist temple by Yunzhang in a dazed state, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the scholar had entered the hall and was sitting on the futon with Yunzhang to discuss scriptures.

"Xiaosheng Ji Cunguang is from Gusu. This time he came to Beijing to take the exam, but he didn't want to enter the border of Lingbei. The snow fell so heavily that he lost his way and came here. The Taoist priest said, this mountain is called Changqing Mountain It’s not far from the capital, right? It’s snowing again, I don’t know... can Xiaosheng stay for two days?”

When the scholar saw Yunzhang, he obviously became more talkative, his face brightened, and he was a little embarrassed.

Yunzhang looked out from the half-open window, and saw that the snow that had stopped just now had started to fall again, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

He nodded and said: "Of course it can. It's just that the view is crude, and I have wronged Brother Ji."

"It's a blessing to have a thatched cottage, let alone a Taoist temple? This is luck that Xiaosheng never dared to think about." Ji Cunguang smiled heartily.

Yunzhang took Yangui to clean up Ji Cunguang's guest room, but after entering the guest room, he pushed Yangui against the wall.

"Don't get Brother Ji's idea." Yun Zhang said with a warning.

Yan Gui's good mood of being hugged by Yun Zhang's tenderness vanished in an instant, he looked at Yun Zhang with a half-smile, half leaning on him, and said, "I'm such a lowly thing in your eyes, I want to sleep just because of myself? ...Hey, don't talk to coax me, don't worry, Daoist Yun, he is not as good as you, I like you."

He let go of the hand that was holding Yun Zhang's lips, and kissed that finger on his lips, which turned into a puff of red smoke and disappeared.

Yun Zhang looked around, his brows gradually furrowed.

It would not be difficult for him to find Yangui, but he would inevitably get hurt if he tried, so he had no choice but to watch Yangui leave.

Yun Zhang may not know it, but from Gu Jinghan and Rong Fei's perspective, Yan Gui did not leave the room, but jumped onto the beam, staring at Yun Zhang with an indistinguishable expression.

Yunzhang lived alone in the Taoist temple when he was very young, with quick hands and feet, he quickly tidied up the guest room.But after tidying up, Yunzhang did not leave immediately, but took out a few talismans from his sleeves, pasted them on the four sides of the guest room, and set up a formation in the room to isolate ghosts.

Yan Gui retreated suddenly, and stood in the snow outside the house.

Yunzhang finished setting up the formation and left, but Yangui stood outside for a long time, until it was dark and the snow that had been swept away piled up again, and he lost his ankle, then he smiled softly and walked slowly to the guest room In front of the door, he stretched out his hand and pressed on the door.

The formation had an attack effect, and soon burned his palm, turning it into a scorched black.

"You still don't believe me..." Yan Gui smiled, turned and left.

Since that day, some changes seem to have taken place in the Taoist temple.

Yangui and Yunzhang are in a cold war, and no longer pester him for things, and don't tease Ji Cunguang. Instead, he lies on the beam every day and falls asleep. Occasionally, Yunzhang calls him, and he only appears once. Zhang pretended to be a hypocritical and loving young couple.

Sometimes he would think, Yunzhang is not a fool?How can a Taoist priest not abide by the clear rules and precepts, tell others that I married a daughter-in-law, or a man?

Fortunately, Ji Cunguang is not a pedantic person, otherwise he might scold Yun Zhang to death.

Yunzhang was treated coldly by Yan Gui, and slowly figured it out, but Yan Gui didn't want to be alone with him. He wanted to speak a few times, but was interrupted by Ji Cunguang. Slowly, he let the matter go. on the side.

This is not the first time the two have had a cold war, and they have a tacit understanding in their hearts. Everything can only be resolved after the snow stops and Ji Cunguang goes down the mountain.

But Yangui never expected that that day would be completely different from what he had imagined.

One day not long after, Yangui pinched his fingers and calculated that it would be Taoist Yun's birthday.It's also the third year I've come to this Dao Temple by myself and wrestled with this stinky Taoist priest.

The two met for the first time in the first year, and he tried to seduce this stern Taoist priest, but he was fascinated by this stinky Taoist priest and followed him into the mountain.In the second year, it snowed so heavily. He insisted on going down the mountain, but Yunzhang refused to let him go. I went down the mountain and bought a lot of little sugar figurines, each of which was painted like a Taoist priest, one bite at a time.

As for the third year...

Yangui slipped off the roof, planning to ask Yunzhang for a vacation and go down the mountain to do some shopping.

After searching around, there was no sign of Yunzhang. Finally, Yangui came to Ji Cunguang's guest room, listened to the chatter and laughter coming from inside, smiled faintly, turned around and wrote a line on the snow, and quickly went down the mountain .

What I saw in this dream were all the memories of Yan Gui.

He is not like Lin Zi, who doesn't remember anything, only vaguely remembers his own obsessions.

But it was also because it was his memory, so after he went down the mountain, Gu Jinghan and Rong Fei could no longer see the scene in the Taoist temple, but could only follow Yangui to wander freely in the market at the foot of the mountain.

Although it is only a small town market, it is extremely lively.

After Yan Gui went down the mountain, he changed into his clothes. He was dressed in a proper Taoist robe, and the seductive look in his eyebrows was also restrained a lot. With his loose black hair, it really looked like that.

Maybe even Yangui himself didn't notice, unknowingly, there was a bit of Yun Zhang's shadow on him.

It was time to buy sugar figurines again, but last year's stall owner still remembered him: "Hey, Taoist priest, are your legs getting better? Where's your friend? Do you want sugar figurines this time?"

The stall owner is talkative and enthusiastic.

Yan Gui was not as gentle and courteous as Yunzhang, and was good at dealing with people, so he responded vaguely, and bought some sugar figurines with money, "It's been a long time...he...he was on the mountain, the snow was heavy, and he didn't come down. "

"Too."

The stall owner sighed, "It's snowing really hard, and I don't know when it will stop. It hasn't been like this for many years... I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

Yan Gui didn't understand why the stall owner sighed, so he took the candy and left.

Going around again, Yan Gui chose a plain white jade hairpin and bought it. She flicked out her long nails and carved a crooked word "warm" at the inconspicuous corner at the end.

After shopping, it was getting late.

Yan Gui rushed back, but the snow fell more and more.

Although Yangui was not too hindered by the wind and snow, but he hadn't absorbed energy from Yunzhang recently, so he was a little weak, and his journey was somewhat slow.But no matter how you calculate, you can rush back before midnight.

While thinking about the expression on that person's face when he threw the hairpin to the elm bump, while driving along, the smile on Yan Gui's face never stopped.

But what was waiting for Yan Gui was not Yun Zhang's icy smile.

"Master Dao, I adore you! I know...what happened tonight was very abrupt, and I don't know...what evil did I do, but I really adore you, Daoist Master, Daoist Master... when I come back from the exam in Beijing How about going up the mountain to marry you? I won't tell you your secret, we'll..."

"Ji Cunguang! You are courting death!"

Yan Gui almost crushed the hairpin in his hand, and rushed into the guest room regardless of the burning formation.

The scene in front of him stabbed his eyes red.

Yun Zhang was pressed to the ground by Ji Cunguang, his clothes were half untied, Ji Cunguang eagerly expressed his heart, Yun Zhang frowned, but he didn't interrupt him, and he didn't reach out to push him away.

"Daozhang Yun, are you dead?!" Yan Gui raised his hand and threw out a red chain, hitting Ji Cunguang hard.

But was stopped by a hand.

Yun Zhang violently pushed Ji Cunguang away and grabbed Yan Gui, "Calm down!"

As soon as he approached, his face suddenly changed, and he stared at Yan Gui, "Are you going down the mountain?"

Yan Gui's anger and jealousy were all forced to stop by this sentence.

He met Shang Yunzhang's gaze, and smiled slightly: "The Taoist priest doesn't want to have a spring breeze with me, but I don't know how many mortals can't ask for it... just give up a little energy, and you can get warm, fragrant and soft jade, who can refuse ? Daoist, why are you so angry?"

Yunzhang was silent for a moment, sighed slowly, turned his head to look at Ji Cunguang, who had a difficult expression on his face, and said, "Go down the mountain, you can keep my secret as you like."

Ji Cunguang's face changed several times, and finally settled into a sneer: "Don't regret it."

Yun Zhang ignored him, but restrained the struggling Yan Gui with a talisman, and brought him back to his bedroom.The talisman sealed Yan Gui's movements and prevented him from being harmed by the formation.

Back in the bedroom, Yun Zhang didn't untie the talisman, but tore off Yan Gui's clothes, and pressed the man with his back to him on the bed.

"You are not cheap."

Yunzhang grabbed Yan Gui's wrist, slowly leaned over, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm the one who's cheap. I've been practicing Taoism for nearly 20 years. I know that there are a lot of nonsense, and Yan Gui has no intentions, but I still broke the precept and wanted to encircle you." By my side, so that you can never walk out of this door, you can only see me, only think of me..."

As the heat escalated, Yun Zhang's voice fell deep into Yan Gui's ears: "Wen Yang, I want to marry you in the dark."

The corner of Yan Gui's mouth, which had been suppressed all the time, couldn't help but raised: "Smelly Taoist priest, you...you really know how to coax me..."

Humans and ghosts have different paths, but I am willing to walk the same path with you.

After this day, Yangui and Yunzhang obviously fell into the days of honey.

Yangui no longer needs to hide, and can entangle Yunzhang at any time, and the white jade hairpin is also inserted in Yunzhang's hair.Yangui also went to the mountain forest and called many little ghosts to train all day long, planning to wait until the day of the dark wedding to make a big fuss.

Yunzhang took Yangui down the mountain to do some shopping and bought a lot of red silk.

On the way back, along the long mountain road, Yangui walked in front, chattering about his preparations, while Yunzhang walked behind with the cloth in his arms, looking at the people in front with a gentle smile.In the joyous laughter, he lowered his head slightly, raised his finger, and quickly wiped it at the corner of his mouth.

A bit of dark red seeped into the red silk in his arms.

Rong Fei was stunned when he saw it, "This..."

"Are you surprised? He is going to die," Zhezi's voice whispered behind Gu Jinghan and Rong Fei, "...I killed him."

The author has something to say: tomorrow's update will be before twelve o'clock in the evening, big fat chapter qwq