Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

When Song Yanqing pulled He Chuanhua to catch up with the old Taoist priest, Hongji's hand had already penetrated Liu Shiyin's chest.

The old Taoist stared at everything in front of him with a dark face, and He Chuanhua calmed down the restlessness in his heart. He frowned and said, "He's still alive."

Liu Shiyin was awake, she watched Hongji penetrate her chest helplessly.The physical pain was far less than the pain in her heart, and she raised her hand with difficulty.Gently stroked Hongji's cheek.

"You...don't cry..." She wiped the blood and tears from the corners of Hongji's eyes, coughed lightly and murmured, "I'm not up to it...it's agreed...it's agreed...to marry me"

Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes gradually lost their luster.

Hongji let out a low moan in his throat, the old Taoist watched for a while, and couldn't help but whispered: "It's a show."

Hongji slowly withdrew her hand, and Liu Shiyin fell down softly.

Obviously he has lost his mind, but Hongji feels sad instinctively.

He picked up Liu Shiyin in a daze, smashed through the window and flew out.

The old Taoist took out a talisman and slapped Hongji on the back.Hongji didn't look back, as if he didn't notice it.

It wasn't until Hongji disappeared that the old Taoist squatted on the ground and started fortune-telling.

He fiddled with the tortoise shell for a long time, and clapped his hands excitedly: "It's done! It's done! That girl is fine, Hongji has a way to save her. Oh, I'm so scared to death, I thought I was going to explain it here today gone."

Song Yanqing was still a little worried, he turned his head to look at He Chuanhua, only to find that He Chuanhua's face was blank.

'What's up with him? 'Song Yanqing said to the system.

[Probably because the plot was changed, as a villain he lost his life goals and beliefs. ] The system said.

Song Yanqing was a little dazed when he heard it, he thought I was here, why was he so confused, but he soon knew what he should do.

He tugged at He Chuanhua, who was still in a daze, and when those eyes were looking at him, Song Yanqing reached out and wrapped his arms around He Chuanhua's neck, and raised his head to kiss his lips.

The two young Taoist priests looked this way, the old Taoist muttered something immoral, turned around and pushed the two apprentices out.

The middle-aged woman also retreated out at some point, and the corridor became quiet again.With Hongji's departure, the surrounding Yin Qi dissipated.

The morning sun shone through the windows, illuminating the narrow, dusty corridor.

Song Yanqing could feel He Chuanhua's affection for him, he originally only wanted an ordinary kiss.

But the corridor is too quiet, and the atmosphere is too ambiguous.

Song Yanqing kissed those cool lips and gradually fell in love.

He pushed He Chuanhua to the wall, grabbed his collar and kissed him passionately.

God knows how scared Song Yanqing was when he saw He Chuanhua attracting thunder.

"I love you..." Song Yanqing's body trembled uncontrollably, he panted and said vaguely: "Don't leave me again, I love you."

He Chuanhua, who had not moved all this time, seemed to be stimulated by these words.

He grabbed Song Yanqing's waist violently, and kissed him back forcefully.

Both of them lost control, Song Yanqing did not refuse He Chuanhua's request, everything became logical.

The moment He Chuanhua pushed Song Yanqing on the ground and separated his legs, a systematic voice came from Song Yanqing's mind.

[Mr. Song, I don't think this is the right place to do this kind of thing. ] The system said: [At least the first time should be in a relatively formal occasion, not here. ]

The sound of the system was extraordinarily loud, the cold mechanical sound directly brought back Song Yanqing's sanity.

"Chuanhua, that's enough." Song Yanqing pressed He Chuanhua's hand and said, "Let's go home."

He Chuanhua, who was still in high spirits just now, suddenly stopped. He looked down at himself, then at Song Yanqing, and asked him in a low voice, "Why?"

The system was still jingling, and Song Yanqing's interest was lost by it.

He hugged the aggrieved He Chuanhua, and comforted him: "Let's talk about it when we go home, this place is too dirty, I don't like it."

Apparently He Chuanhua is also a conservative person. While dressing Song Yanqing, he asked, "Do you like it when you go home?"

Song Yanqing kissed the corner of his lips and said with a smile, "I like it when I get home."

He Chuanhua happily picked him up, took a taxi and ran back.

Song Yanqing looked at his expression and felt happy in her heart.

It's just that when he got home, he couldn't be happier anymore.

After getting Song Yanqing's consent, He Chuanhua completely let himself go.

He gently wiped the tears from the corners of Song Yanqing's eyes, and then told him to cry louder.

Song Yanqing felt that he was about to die. He lay on the bed and looked at He Chuanhua who was getting dressed, and asked in a daze, "Where are you going?"

His voice was hoarse and his words were slurred.

He Chuanhua turned around and kissed his cheek, and said softly: "I'm in a hurry to come back, I forgot something in the building, I'll go back and get it."

Song Yanqing's consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he was worried that He Chuanhua would be killed by the plot again, so he struggled to get up, grabbed He Chuanhua and said, "I'll go with you."

"Don't worry, go to sleep, I'll be back in a while." He Chuanhua gently rubbed his head.

Song Yanqing still wanted to speak, but a systematic voice came from her mind.

[The plot is over, don't be afraid, Mr. Song, take a good rest. ]

The two most trusted people were comforting him, Song Yanqing slowly let go of his hands, lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

It was already late at night when he woke up, and he didn't sleep well.In the dream, he returned to that building again, He Chuanhua attracted the thunder, and finally the white light illuminated his world.

Song Yanqing sat up abruptly, his sore waist reminded him of what happened during the day.

There was no light in the room, and there was no sound.

"Chuanhua?" Song Yanqing called out in a little panic.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized how miserable he was screaming before.

'Is something wrong with him? ' Song Yanqing asked nervously.

[fine. ]

Hearing the system's words, Song Yanqing's heart was relieved.

He took a sip of the water on the bedside, the water was still hot, the person who left him the glass of water had just left not long ago.

Song Yanqing changed into a comfortable position, looked at the ceiling and smirked.

'I'm so happy. ' he said to the system.

[I see it. ] The system replied.

Song Yanqing smiled for a while, and suddenly thought of something, he asked a little embarrassedly: 'Were you there at that time. '

[I can't leave. ] The system paused, and explained: [So I choose to update the system. During the system update, I will temporarily enter a dormant state. ]

That means I didn't see it, Song Yanqing heaved a sigh of relief.

After a while, there were footsteps outside.He Chuanhua pushed the door open and came in, holding a shopping bag in his hand.

He turned on the light, put the shopping bag aside, and walked quickly to the bed.He sat down on the bed and held Song Yanqing's hand.He didn't speak, just grinned silly.

Song Yanqing was not confused by his silly look, he still remembered how miserable he was afterwards.

He narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth and just wanted to have a serious discussion with He Chuanhua about self-restraint.

He Chuanhua suddenly took out something from his bosom, and showed it to Song Yanqing with both hands like offering treasures.

It was a piece of red cloth with fine stitches on it, and it repaired the original broken red cloth.

"I found it when I went back to get things. Although it was broken, it could still be repaired. I learned how to sew and used red thread. I looked at it myself, and I couldn't find it unless I looked carefully."

He Chuanhua's voice became smaller and smaller, and he raised his hand to wipe the tears on Song Yanqing's cheeks.He misunderstood what Song Yanqing meant, and explained in a panic: "Don't cry, I tried, but obsession really can't save you. If you really miss him, I..."

He didn't coax Song Yanqing well, and he also became sluggish.

He looked at Song Yanqing's slightly red eyes, gritted his teeth, and finally said reluctantly: "I can also do some illusion. If there is anything you haven't had time to do with him, I can create it for you. I..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yanqing couldn't help laughing and said, "Idiot."

"Why are you still jealous of yourself? I was yours in this life. Why are you so sour?" He raised his hand and said softly, "Don't think about it, just put it on for me."

He Chuanhua automatically ignored the other words, and he keenly grasped the key points in the words.

"What about the next life?" He Chuanhua said.

Song Yanqing jokingly said: "If you don't put it on quickly, you will be in trouble in your next life."

He Chuanhua immediately grasped Song Yanqing's arm, and tied the red cloth strip on it seriously, and checked carefully at the end, lest it be accidentally opened.

At the same time, the system sound rang.

[Special item detected, 'Marriage Red Line' evaluation: The stitched cloth strips seem to be stronger, and cannot be removed except under special circumstances. ]

"You really bound me." Song Yanqing sighed.

He Chuanhua didn't know why, but he still had more important things to do now.He did not know where to find another red cloth strip, handed it to Song Yanqing, and looked at him expectantly with his wrist raised.

Song Yanqing laughed, and he tied a red cloth strip on He Chuanhua.Caressed his cheek, imprinted a pious kiss.

Just like the plot, after Hongji rescued Liu Shiyin, he also passed the days after the evil spirit was transformed safely.

When seeing Liu Shiyin who came to visit, Song Yanqing immediately stepped forward to block the smiling He Chuanhua.

"Hey! We're ready, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Liu Shiyin dragged her ankle-length hair, pulled out Hongji from the wall and said with a smile, "We're here to thank you. It's great that no one happened. .”

Song Yanqing looked at Hongji and made sure that everything was normal.He stepped aside and invited the two of them into the house.

Liu Shiyin looked at the hickey on Song Yanqing's neck, and at He Chuanhua who was circling around him, suddenly a little envious.

She pointed at Song Yanqing.He raised his chin to Hongji, revealing his snow-white neck.

Hongji blinked blankly, looked back and forth for a long time, and finally reached out and pinched Liu Shiyin's neck forcefully.

At that moment, Song Yanqing seemed to hear the sound of the girl's heart breaking.

He Chuanhua looked at the two people who were arguing, and suddenly remembered the reason why they came to T University. He took out a pinhole camera from the drawer and explained the matter.

Hongji's head was held down by Liu Shiyin, and half of his body sank into the ground. He sneered and said, "The tenant next door, I have already dealt with him. At that time, Shiyin didn't like me, so it was obviously inappropriate for her to know that I killed someone. "

"Is it suitable now?" Liu Shiyin said viciously.

"You are pregnant with this king's child, what else can I dare not..."

Liu Shiyin slapped him into the ground, and ran out blushing.

Song Yanqing found it interesting, he turned around and was about to talk to He Chuanhua, when he looked up, he saw He Chuanhua's shining eyes.

Song Yanqing's heart went cold, and she subconsciously felt a pain in her back.

"I like children." He Chuanhua said.

"I'm a man." Song Yanqing took a step back and said.

"I know." He Chuanhua said, "I prefer the process of sowing life. How about we sow life."

Song Yanqing said in her heart, it's not very good.

He looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and really wanted to slap his boyfriend into the floor like Liu Shiyin.

At the beginning, Song Yanqing was worried that she would be forced to leave.

He told the system about his worries, and the system was silent for a long time before applying for a long-term residency for him.

He Chuanhua is still keen on catching ghosts and slaying demons, except for the ghost king, few ghosts can hurt him.

The old Taoist priests who had been recruited before introduced some connections to He Chuanhua, and He Chuanhua began to take over the work of consecration and Fengshui.

Song Yanqing still remembered the first time he consecrated a wealthy businessman. When he got home, he hugged himself tightly and said in a choked voice, "There is a way out, Yanqing, I can make money too."

"Don't cry, don't cry, be good." It was rare for He Chuanhua to show such a fragile side of Song Yanqing. Song Yanqing took the opportunity to pat He Chuanhua on the back and said, "This time you don't have to go to the bar to sell wine. It doesn't hurt if you don't cry."

He Chuanhua hugged Song Yanqing, humming and chirping, all he could think about was the nightlife tonight.

They are not married, and the country has not yet passed.

He Chuanhua bought a couple ring for Song Yanqing to wear. The two drank a few glasses of wine, rolled around in bed all night and entered the bridal chamber.

What Song Yanqing was worried about never happened, and He Chuanhua kept Song Yanqing's life as he wished.

If it wasn't for the system, it would occasionally say a few words.Song Yanqing almost forgot that this was just a small world in the book.

One night, He Chuanhua hugged him tightly, Song Yanqing pinched the loose skin on the back of his hand, and heard his aging voice.

"I love you."

Although He Chuanhua has been so clingy for decades, Song Yanqing still realized something.

He leaned against He Chuanhua's arms and hummed in a low voice.

"The two most correct things I have done in my life." He Chuanhua said again: "The first is to leave Dashan, and the second is to fall in love with you."

He paused, and continued: "If I don't leave Dashan, I won't know you. If I don't fall in love with you, I won't live such a happy life."

His voice became smaller and smaller, Song Yanqing held his hand and said softly: "I know, I love you too."

The room was quiet, and the person who would get up at night to cover him with the quilt never responded.

'I have to go now. 'Song Yanqing closed her eyes, leaned close to He Chuanhua's arms, and said to the system:'Take me to the next world, my old friend. '

[Nice to see you again, Mr. Song.It's my pleasure to serve you. ]

The author has something to say: The second world is over! ! ! !

The next world is the vampire master and the blood servant butler!