The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

[-]. Nightmare

Meng Chongguang got into a tantrum with Xu Xingzhi again, and the reason seemed trivial to Xu Xingzhi:

When he was chatting with Zhou Beinan with a rhinoceros lamp, he casually said "If this doesn't work out, I'll take your head off", which was caught by Meng Chongguang.

I don't know where Meng Chongguang came from to be so aggressive, so he turned his face on the spot and left in anger.

Xu Xingzhi felt quite baffled, compared to being ridiculed by Zhou Beinan for "his wife is strict", he wanted to know what happened to Meng Chongguang.

In Xu Xingzhi's impression, although Meng Chongguang is childish and capricious, he is always troublesome, but he is by no means so sensitive. It's good to hold yourself with the ground.Sometimes when he woke up in the middle of the night, Xu Xingzhi could clearly feel that the man hadn't fallen asleep, but he refused to answer when he called him, and only answered him with heavy breathing and cold sweat all over his body.

Xu Xingzhi took the opportunity to ask Zhou Beinan: "Did Chongguang often have such nightmares in the wilderness?"

Zhou Beinan directly disregarded the relationship: "How do I know, I don't sleep in the same room with him."

Speaking of this, he thought about it carefully, and said: "Since you entered the wilderness, he seems to be a little different."

From Zhou Beinan's point of view, Meng Chongguang is moody and indeterminate, and when he reunited with Xu Xingzhi after 13 years of separation, it is quite normal for his temperament to change, so he didn't care when Xu Xingzhi asked him, but just mentioned it in passing. .

Seeing Xu Xingzhi thoughtful, Zhou Beinan laughed at him: "Look at you, are you still afraid that he won't succeed?"

Xu Xingzhi smiled and said frankly: "Of course I'm afraid of him."

... afraid that he would be sad, afraid that he would not be able to sleep, and even more afraid that I owed him these 13 years, no matter how I paid him back, it would not be right.

Xu Xingzhi turned off the rhinoceros lamp, turned back to the hall, and was locked outside the hall without accident.

He knocked on the door: "Chongguang, let's talk."

The people inside the door didn't intend to talk much, and the door was closed tightly, like an iron mouth that was strictly keeping secrets.

Xu Xingzhi seriously considered the question of whether to directly smash the door in, and then denied this idea.

The door is broken, left and right still have to repair it by themselves.

He sat cross-legged on the corridor in front of the hall, took out the jug and said, "If you don't open the door, I'll wait here."

When Xu Xingzhi said to wait, he made up his mind to wait until the end.While pouring himself a glass of wine, he activated the sound transmission technique, connecting one person's sea of ​​consciousness, and said, "Bo Ning, send some official documents to my bedroom."

Soon, a handsome and quiet young man appeared from the Moon Gate carrying several scrolls of bamboo slips.Although he is young, this young man already has the elegant style of Danqing ink painting, only one red lip is not painted, and it is red, and a stop there is a scroll of landscape and literati paintings.

Chang Boning put the scroll in front of Xu Xingzhi and asked, "Master, why don't you go in?"

Xu Xingzhi held the mouth of the jug, took a sip, and said generously: "I was kicked out by your teacher."

Chang Boning was quite used to it, and bent his lips: "Then I'll put these on the porch for you."

Chang Boning is Xu Xingzhi's new apprentice after the establishment of the new four sects. This son possesses the root of the heavenly spirit and is extremely talented. What's more valuable is that he has an idle Taoist heart, and he has a cool temperament of sitting and watching Yunqi.

... To put it bluntly, this son is very much like the quiet Jun Yue Wuchen when he was young.

Hearing the word "teacher's wife", Meng Chongguang, who was sitting in the hall, was also teased and pursed his lips.

... It's not that Meng Chongguang didn't want to let him into the palace, but he couldn't.

Since he turned back into the hall, he smashed all the utensils and objects he could touch out of control, and he didn't stop until he was exhausted. Now there are rotten bottles, cracked pots, and broken jade flying all over the place. If Xu Xingzhi came in to see it, I'm afraid it will scare him.

Meng Chongguang was very glad that he still remembered that this was his brother's dormitory when he was going crazy, and he didn't activate his mana, otherwise, the entire foundation of Fengling Mountain would be in jeopardy now.

Meng Zhongguang looked at a candle that was crooked on the ground and was about to go out, opened his mouth, and let out a low wry smile:

——Brother said he wanted to talk, but what else is there to talk about?

Talking openly and honestly, it's just the troubles of senior brother Tuzeng, those dark and heavy, sticky and filthy memories, Meng Chongguang is reluctant to let them tarnish his senior brother in the slightest.

After a mindless smashing, Meng Zhongguang was extremely exhausted. He leaned on the side of the couch, looked up at the tent made of silk, and thought languidly, his brother's physique is cold and he can't stand the night dew. Clean up the mess and let the senior brother come in.

Thinking about his mind like this, he gradually became tired and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The doors and windows in the room were all closed, and the hanging light-colored crocodile was unexpectedly stirred by a gust of wind, and the yarn flew like a dance.And among the transparent veils, Xu Xingzhi's phantom stood in front of the bed, looked around, and said softly: "...Little prodigal son."

If he hadn't called Chang Boning first and coaxed Meng Chongguang to relax his vigilance with words, he might not have easily followed his own way.

Xu Xingzhi flicked his fingers and retracted the invisible light thread wrapped around his fingertips.

This is a treasure refined by sleepy bugs, which can induce people to fall into a deep sleep and will not wake up easily.Living things like sleepy bugs can be used without refining, but since Xu Xingzhi really can't accept a few moving and crawling worms into his fan, he can only spend more time and leave it to others to deal with , and then for their own use.

He didn't care about the messy scene in the first hall, sat down on the side of the couch, and stroked the demon mark on Meng Chongguang's forehead.

That place was very sensitive to Meng Chongguang, just a casual touch made the person on the bed shrink back, and buried his pale face in the soft pillow, as if he was trying to escape from something.

Xu Xingzhi sighed slightly.

Since Meng Chongguang refused to open his heart to him, he just found a crack to open the door and go in.

No matter how painful the wound in the heart is, it cannot be cured blindly.Xu Xingzhi doesn't like to let redundant things get in the way between him and Meng Chongguang, and he doesn't want Meng Chongguang to bear too many things that shouldn't be on his shoulders alone.

Xu Xingzhi still remembers that when he was in the wild, he tried to explore his sea of ​​consciousness, but he was almost overwhelmed by the vast sea of ​​sadness.

The Meng Chongguang in Xu Xingzhi's memory loves to laugh and play, has no scruples, is not trapped by the world of mortals, is not bound by thousands of customs, is a child who is free and unrestrained, innocent and evil.

... At least he shouldn't be like this now, deep and melancholy, as if carrying the whole world on his back.

Xu Xingzhi let out a sigh of relief, leaned down, and pressed his slightly cold forehead to the monster mark on his forehead, and said to himself: "Chongguang, let me see what's going on."

... When Meng Chongguang suddenly woke up from the bed, the night was already deep.

Outside the door, the bleak wind was howling, and the thunder was billowing. From dusk to now, it actually rained heavily in the middle of the night.

At the beginning, Meng Chongguang always felt empty in his heart, and there was a strange blank in his memory that needed to be filled.He rubbed his cheek that was hot from sleep, and straightened his eyes to think about where this blankness came from.

After a long time, he suddenly realized.

... He was not dreaming?

When the senior brother is by his side, Meng Chongguang will have fewer nightmares, but most of the time he still can't get rid of the torment of the tarsal maggot-like nightmare. Only by asking for it can he be sure that the person in his arms is not his fantasy.

At the beginning of Xu Xingzhi's savage journey, the strange dreams he had were all evil deeds committed by Meng Chongguang who could not restrain the impulse in his heart.

Before he could figure out where this place was and what night it was, Meng Chongguang didn't even bother to put on his shoes, he stepped on a piece of debris with his bare feet, and hurried out.

The neckline of Meng Chongguang's jacket was a little loose, and his heart felt a strange burning sensation, but his brother was still locked outside, so how could he care about these things?

He suddenly opened the palace door.

There is a fishy smell in the air, but it is not known whether it is from the soil that has been scoured or the earthworms that have been soaked in the soil.

Sure enough, Xu Xingzhi was still waiting outside the hall.

He didn't lose himself.If you don't know what is good or bad in this kind of weather, and use the sky as your shelter, you may freeze to death.So he turned the "Xianbi" into a thick quilt, and lay down in the cold corridor to sleep peacefully, regardless of whether there were disciples coming or going outside the hall.

It is conceivable that Fengling will have gossip again tomorrow.

——The master was driven out of the hall by his mistress to get wet in the rain, so he had no choice but to hit the floor on his own.

I don't know if it was because of the cold, but half of Xu Xingzhi's face exposed outside the blanket was astonishingly pale.

Meng Chongguang bit his lip angrily, went forward without saying a word and hugged the man horizontally, kicked open the door of the palace that was blown open and closed by the wind, and walked inward.

As soon as he got out of the warm blanket, Xu Xingzhi woke up with a jolt.He was not in a hurry to get off the ground, he smiled and nestled in Meng Chongguang's arms, and greeted him: "...Are you awake?"

Meng Chongguang silently threw Xu Xingzhi onto the bed with a thud, and then pressed him on top of him. The young man in loose casual clothes pressed on the well-dressed man who hadn't taken off his clothes, which was really charming.

However, this not-so-dramatic action made Xu Xingzhi grin.

"Why don't you knock on the door?" Meng Chongguang asked, "It's raining, what should I do if I'm cold?"

When questioning, Meng Chongguang always felt something strange.

I don't know when he developed the habit of listening to Xu Xingzhi's heartbeat, but he always felt that Xu Xingzhi's heartbeat speed today was not the same as in the past, but he couldn't tell what was abnormal for a while.

He didn't like this feeling of being out of control, and the evil thoughts to confirm Xu Xingzhi's existence rose like wildfire again.

With dense kisses, Meng Chongguang sucked and bit Xu Xingzhi's lips like a punishment. He climbed up his waist with his fingers, pinched a small dogwood, and kneaded it fiercely.

Xu Xingzhi suddenly took a deep breath, as if he was in pain.

Xu Xingzhi is usually very resistant to rubbing, this breath of air-conditioning made Meng Chongguang's heart tremble, and he immediately let go: "Brother? What's wrong?"

Xu Xingzhi let out a long breath, sat up half of his body, hugged the panicked person into his arms, and pointed out: "I'm fine. Chongguang, you'll be fine too."

Meng Chongguang was taken into Xu Xingzhi's arms in a daze.

The heart in the slightly cold body on the opposite side was hot, beating vigorously on the left side of his body, and it actually merged with the sound of his own heartbeat in his chest.

He seemed to understand something, his eyes changed, and he hurriedly tore off the clothes on Xu Xing's chest.

A thin line of bright red scars cut obliquely from the position of Xu Xingzhi's heart, and there was a slight brilliance flowing on it.

Meng Chongguang trembled his fingers and attached his fingertips to it. The heartbeat from there was exactly the same as the beating sound of the lump of flesh in his left chest.

When he hurriedly opened his front and saw the same red line, Meng Zhongguang heard Xu Xingzhi's soft words whispered in the dim eyes of tears: "...Guangfu asked me to copy many books. I know that Lan Ke What is the formation?"

Xu Xingzhi has already been mentally prepared for what he will see in Meng Chongguang's sea of ​​consciousness.

——He could see that what Meng Chongguang cared most about being mentioned casually was nothing more than the word "death", and he knew too many secrets that he shouldn't know.

——The location of the key fragments in the Wilderness, obviously only Xu Xingzhi, who is the host of the World Book, can sense it in the dark. If Meng Chongguang knew it earlier, with his ability, there is no need to stay in the Wilderness for thirteen years in vain. The key, came out to kill the nine lamps, enslaved the demon disciples, and forced them to look for him in the wilderness, which seemed like something he would do.

Combining these points, plus Xu Xingzhi's familiarity with some ancient formations, it is not difficult to deduce the most likely result.

However, what he saw with his own eyes was always different from what he imagined in his head, and the tragic degree and number of those deaths far exceeded Xu Xingzhi's expectations, so that when he escaped from the sea of ​​consciousness, he was in a daze for a long time.

However, Xu Xingzhi has never liked sad spring and autumn, and when he encounters troubles, he always has to find a solution.

... These two red lines are the solution that Xu Xingzhi thought of.

Meng Chongguang has studied with Qu Chi for many years in the wilderness, how could he not know what it is?

The Concentric Curse is similar in name and effect to the Same Fate Curse that Meng Chongguang once gave to the Lord of Fengshan Mountain. It is a heresy technique.

Legend has it that the person who created the curse was a young alchemist who was descended from a demon cultivator in the past, but was accidentally invaded by this demon's remnant soul, suffered from heart disease, and couldn't sleep at night.Under the torment, this man couldn't bear it anymore, so he secretly concocted a spell, wandered around the streets and alleys day and night, casting the spell secretly, causing innocent passers-by to worry about him.

This method was very effective. The person he cast the spell on had a few nightmares, and he could sleep peacefully for a few days. But because of his lack of greed, an innocent person who was cursed could not bear the evil energy and died unexpectedly. The alchemist was captured and imprisoned by the four sects, and the spell was also obtained by the four sects.

And the most conspicuous feature of this spell is a red line between the mouths of the caster and the receiver of the spell. With this red line, both the caster and the receiver share their hearts and calm down the evil spirits. Curse people hands.

Xu Xingzhi kissed his ear, and said with a smile: "This time... I really gave you my heart."

After he suddenly understood, Meng Chongguang pressed his chest twice again, and clearly felt a strange spiritual pulse at the tip of his heart, and the two had merged and could no longer be separated.

He panicked, scratching at the red line vigorously, his nails cut bloodshot white marks on his bare chest, and tearfully said: "Who wants your heart! I don't want it, senior brother, take it away, you take it out--"

He doesn't want senior brother to experience those nightmares, senior brother must not——

Those tears fell into Xu Xingzhi's heart like shards of glass, which made him very sad, but he still had to smile.He held Meng Chongguang's messy hands, kissed his lips without saying a word, and blocked all the incoherent words on the tip of his tongue.

When the person above him calmed down, Xu Xingzhi let go of his lips and pressed them against Meng Chongguang's ear, his voice was hot and hoarse: "Don't panic, don't panic, your heart is beating too fast, I can't bear it..."

Meng Zhongguang was on Xu Xingzhi's chest, thinking of those difficult days and nights in the past, his teeth chattered with discomfort: "Senior brother..."

"Why are you crying?" Xu Xingzhi wiped away his tears for him, "We are already Taoist couples, and everything should be half of one person, isn't it good?"

Meng Chongguang gritted his teeth and said harshly: "Senior brother said it so lightly, why is one half half?!"

Meng Chongguang obviously felt that the pain of recalling the past has faded a lot, and even the unforgettable scene of death is no longer vivid in his mind, as if the memory was soaked into the memory by the raging rain outside, and it was covered with a layer of lingering rain and fog.

Xu Xingzhi obviously inherited most of the nightmare!

Now that he was discovered, Xu Xingzhi no longer shied away, and scratched the tip of his nose with a smile: "I'm the most heartless, it doesn't matter if you give me more."

Meng Chongguang sobbed for a long while, then gradually calmed down, rubbing against Xu Xingzhi's arms, listening to the heartbeat carefully.

Seeing that he was well behaved, Xu Xingzhi felt a lot more at ease, and thought of what he said just now, so he gently traced the red line on Meng Chongguang's chest with his fingers, and joked: "Who said just now that you don't want my heart?" ?”

"I want it." Meng Chongguang raised his head and sniffed, his reddish nose was very pitiful and cute, "...I want it."

Xu Xingzhi smiled, and kissed his ear a little harder: "If you want, I will give you the whole thing."

The two of them had spent so much time together in half-faded clothes, and they were both a little hot. Meng Chongguang's trouser legs were protruded by soft branches, extending from the trouser legs, gradually weaving into a field filled with the warm fragrance of plants. Dense Lin, teasing Xu Xingzhi around.

Meng Chongguang would make excuses: "Senior brother spent too much spiritual power in this battle, I will make up for senior brother."

Xu Xingzhi was really tired, and wanted to refuse, but when he thought of Meng Chongguang's teary eyes, his heart was soaked in tears, and the hand that was on his shoulder, intending to push him out, also moved down. , Undo the unbuttoned clothes for him.

No matter, no matter, let him do it.

A night of good rain, pattering to cover up many voices, combining the sky and the earth, the cloud and the moon into one, fused into one, and never separated.