Daoist has facial paralysis

No. 28 Changjiang Road, Yuedao City

I had a very long dream, the surroundings were very warm, as if I had been floating in a spring of warm water... Zhou Yibei was reluctant to wake up, grabbed the things in his arms and turned over.

The Southwest Taoist priest looked at his nephew who was clutching the quilt on the bed and refused to let go, his eyes showed worry, he had been in his soul for a long time, why didn't he wake up?

"Yi Bei?" He leaned over and called softly, but his nephew didn't respond at all.

The Taoist priest thought for a while, and looked at the bloody clothes he helped to bring back. This little fool rushed straight down Fengdu, didn't he know that the soul body couldn't bring anything back at all?Just tell him if he wants it or not.

"Yi Bei, if you don't wake up again, Master Uncle gave away the ancient cloud Gu book."

Hearing this, Zhou Yibei just frowned slightly, showing no sign of waking up.

"How about... let me try?" The black dragon corpse, which was floating aside and shrinking like a loach, couldn't help but said.

Dongxinan glanced at him, "Try it."

The dragon corpse lay down next to Zhou Yibei's ear and muttered something, the young man woke up with a startled expression, "Uncle Master..."

The dragon corpse shook its tail triumphantly, and the Taoist priest looked at his awakened nephew in doubt, "What did he say to you just now?"

"He...didn't say anything," Zhou Yibei lowered his head, and the dragon corpse snickered and put the ring on his wrist and turned into a black gold dragon ring, pretending to be dead.

The Taoist priest was even more confused, "Didn't you say anything?"

Zhou Yibei nodded, his ears turned red, the Taoist priest stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "Come on, take a closer look at Uncle Master."

"Huh?" Zhou Yibei raised his head in doubt, the sun came in from the window and shone on the two of them. The light in the afternoon was slightly warm and yellow, but it was extraordinarily bright and clear.

The Taoist priest looked at the stunned little nephew, and moved a little away, "Can you see clearly?"

"..." Still dumbfounded.

The Taoist priest frowned, it was obviously a heaven-replenishing stone with high-quality quality and abundant aura, why didn't it even make up for the vacancy of the ghost summoning order?

"Uncle..." The little nephew suddenly threw himself into his arms.

"I haven't seen my uncle for two days, do you know that you miss me?" Dongxinan put his hand on his nephew's back, and stroked it naturally, "Don't starve yourself thin in the future, you don't have much meat .”

"Uncle Master..." Zhou Yibei's voice was slightly gasping, and the Taoist leader felt something was wrong... How did this kid rub against him?

His body was also a little hot... Dongxinan frowned, seeing the face and neck of the little nephew in his arms flushed red, and he opened his mouth to bite on his shirt and tore off a button...

Maybe the purity of the sky-butting stone was too high...it's over the top...the point is, how cute is this little nephew?Dongxinan smiled wryly in his heart, brat, he knew how to catch your uncle.

The dragon corpse also noticed the problem, and with a wretched smile on his face, he planned to pretend to be dead to watch the show.

The Daoist suddenly smiled, feeling that he must have thought too much, and joked casually, "You little bastard, what little girl are you pretending to be messing around with?"

"Master Uncle..." Zhou Yibei couldn't vent the heat all over his body, and his voice was full of longing and lust.

"Stop barking, Master Uncle will help you find a way... What kind do you like?" Dongxinan took out his mobile phone and solemnly wanted to call Miss for his nephew.

The silly smile on the dragon corpse's face stopped abruptly... Wait?What do you mean by that?Fuck? !Isn't Dongda perverted bent?This plot is wrong!The capital protects the short and short, and it doesn't mean that?When TM raises a son? ...I'm going, can't I really be a son?The dragon corpse had an indescribably strange expression on his face.Thinking about it now... Zhou Yibei was obsessed with his uncle all day long... There was an extra feeling of incest... How exciting!A nosebleed came out of the dragon corpse, which had been imagining the strange plot in its head.

"I..." Zhou Yibei still had a little rationality left in his mind, he clearly hugged the Daoist of the Southwest but couldn't say what he wanted...Uncle...I want you...

"Be obedient, don't touch," Dongxinan hugged Zhou Yibei tightly to prevent him from moving, but couldn't help but a small evil hand pulled his clothes off and fumbled on his back, "Uncle Master..." Ting Xiao The nephew's voice was a little trembling, as if he was about to cry. Daoist Changyu of the Southwest rubbed the back of his head earnestly and said, "Uncle Master will help you find someone right away, don't cry."

"Master Uncle..." Zhou Yibei paused for a while, reached out and pulled the cell phone in the Taoist priest's hand, blushing, and his voice was hoarse and grinding, "...I want...to do it myself."

Dongxinan looked at him for a while, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Are you shy? How old are you, have you tried it with a little girl?"

Zhou Yibei didn't speak, and took his hand out from under his uncle's clothes with difficulty, his usually clear eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, and he shrank into the quilt and bit his lips tightly.

"Okay then, Uncle Master is out, do it yourself," Dongxinan restrained himself from wanting to kiss him, rubbed his hair, stood up and walked out after speaking.

Zhou Yibei smelled the dense woody fragrance that hadn't dissipated in the air, felt the octagonal copper talisman that he had always carried with him and held it tightly in his hand, breathing hard in a slightly absent-minded way...

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The Southwest Daoist was a little puzzled, he tried his best to get a piece of sky-filling stone to cure the disadvantages of the ghost summoning order for his nephew, and he kindly helped his nephew bring back the ancient cloud Gu book from Fengdu Ghost Prison...

What's more, in the past few days, he can barely swallow the carrots and animal livers that make him want to vomit...

Such a face for my nephew... Why is this little bastard still ignoring himself all day long with an aggrieved look?

"Yi Bei," the Taoist priest watched as his nephew, who was silently eating at the table, handed over the bowl.

Zhou Yibei didn't say a word, put down the bowl and chopsticks to help him fill up the rice and handed it back, and continued to pick up the rice, keeping his eyes on the rice bowl the whole time, without looking at his uncle.

The Taoist priest looked at him quietly, "Wait a minute, uncle is going to help people exorcise evil spirits."

"En," Zhou Yibei responded casually without raising his head.

Dongxinan raised his brows helplessly, why is this kid so silently sullen?

The Taoist priest packed up his things after dinner and walked down. When he arrived at the door, he saw the young man helping him polish his leather shoes, and sat silently waiting for him at the door.

"Aren't you going to class?" Dongxinan walked over and asked while changing shoes.

Zhou Yibei didn't speak, just sat there without moving. The priest changed his shoes, rubbed his head casually, and walked out with a smile.

The little nephew stood up and hugged his briefcase.

"what happened?"

Zhou Yibei hugged his bag tightly, lowered his head, "I'll accompany you."