Daoist has facial paralysis

next morning

The dragon corpse, whose body was sore all over, opened his eyes and pursed his mouth in grievance. Suddenly, a chilling voice came from beside him, "Why is half of my essence in your body?"

This amnesia came again, the dragon corpse got up, and the quilt slid down, revealing a purple hickey on the back of his chest. He rubbed his eyes and waved his hand, "Then take it away quickly...don't put it here, You will bully me, you crazy liar..."

Lu Ya stared at him for a few seconds, then changed the question, "Why did I make you like this again? Why don't you resist?"

"What resistance? I can't beat you," Dragon Corpse scratched his hair sleepily, was embraced by Daojun, touched his forehead with one hand, and his powerful spiritual consciousness pulled his thoughts Wandering to Dantian, "Look, like this..."

Yuan Taki was still puzzled, and felt his own thoughts control the inner alchemy of the dragon clan to spread out a burst of spiritual power, and the surrounding spirit shrank suddenly, Daojun's face paled instantly, and the originally smooth white hair dried up Some, he removed his finger on the forehead of the dragon corpse, "Got it?"

Long Shi looked at Lu Ya in a daze, and suddenly became furious, "Are you kidding me! Take this thing out of me right now, I don't want it!"

"Be good, don't be angry," Daoist Lu Ya hugged him and rubbed him lightly, "Would you like to leave with me now?"

"No, you take it back, or I won't leave," Long Shi turned his face to look at Lu Ya, put his mouth close, tried his best to lick Daojun's lips, trying to pry open the other's mouth to let Daojun take back the spirit, "Take it back quickly, and I will go with you when I take it back, I swear."

Lu Ya hugged him tightly and kissed him, "I believe you... But I can't trust myself, I don't know when I will have a fit, I don't remember anything... You know I have a bad memory and a bad temper .”

The dragon corpse covered his forehead, "I know, I know, but it's useless for you, I can't kill you at all, I can't do it, please don't torture me, okay? Take it back, if I drink too much and accidentally kill you one day, where can I cry?" How can there be everyone in this world?How can I run into anyone who has them all?What is my fate! ?God, what sins did I do in my previous life...

"It's okay, I'm happy," Lu Yadao looked happily at his daughter-in-law who had changed his mind, "You have a good rest, I'll cook for you."

Cook?The dragon corpse's eyebrows twitched, and there were waves of ups and downs. Can't I live a little easier?

"Lu Ya..." The dragon corpse hastily grabbed a certain ancient Taoist who was in a good mood, raised his face, and tried to squeeze out a cute smile, "Can I cook for you today? "

……

The ghost king of green body fluttered up to the third floor, "Daoist, there is a corpse downstairs who wants to fry the kitchen..."

"Let him make trouble, it's really a big deal and let Lu Ya pay for it," Dongxinan sat on the grand master's chair and looked at the white jade in his hand, "Is Yibei awake?"

"It seems that he just fell asleep, and he just cooked the meal. He read the ancient book of cloud Gu last night."

The Southwest Daoist held the jade talisman in his hand, and sighed, "It's really not worrying, not saying anything, just causing trouble in a muffled voice."

"Kuu..." There was a sound at the door, and the Southwest Taoist priest raised his head, "Come in."

"Master Uncle..." Zhou Yibei walked in with a tray in his hand. He probably bumped his hand just now, and the back of his hand was black and blue.

"Aren't you asleep?" The Southwest Taoist chief glanced at the back of his hand, and the ghost king wisely ran to get the safflower oil.

"I didn't see my uncle eating, so I can't sleep," Zhou Yibei lowered his head and put the food on the table. "It's noisy downstairs, let's eat here."

"Did it only hit the hand? Did it hit the head?" The Taoist priest raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Let me see."

"No," Zhou Yibei raised his head to reveal the eyes of a pair of pandas who stayed up all night. The Taoist priest looked at him for a while, then wiped his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, "I don't know whether to say you are obedient or disobedient. Those who run with long legs don’t need to stay up all night.”

Zhou Yibei pursed his lips, took the safflower oil brought by the ghost king and held it in his hand, "Master... I won't cause trouble for you."

"Uncle Master is not afraid that you will cause trouble, Uncle Master is afraid that you will cause trouble and won't tell me...Okay, it's noisy downstairs, you go to sleep on Uncle Master's bed, I won't tell you not to get up, you understand?"

"what?"

"So sleepy that you can't even understand the words? Go to sleep," the Taoist leader of the Southwest waved his hands, Zhou Yibei stood up slowly, and thought about his uncle's cleanliness habit, even Wu Bai stepped on the bed. Change the bed sheet and quilt cover, "I will help the uncle change the bed sheet after I sleep."

The Taoist priest laughed twice, "Uncle Master doesn't dislike you, go to sleep, there is no need to change."

Zhou Xiaodao went into the bedroom and lay down on the bed, he couldn't sleep anymore, he couldn't even close his eyes... His whole body was red and hot... The corners of his mouth could not be suppressed to rise again and again...

Waiting until almost dusk, the Taoist priest who ate takeaway at noon thought about his stomach, opened the door of the bedroom, walked to the bed, and called softly, "Yi Bei..." The rest of the words have not yet been said After finishing, the person on the bed got up, and the dark circles under his eyes were heavier than before.

"You didn't sleep?" Daochang frowned.

"..." Zhou Yibei scratched his hair nervously, "I... am not sleepy."

"Keep lying down for me," the Taoist priest said cruelly, and gave up the dinner.

"I……"

"If you can't sleep anymore, I'll confiscate your notebook, understand?" Daoist Southwest pushed the little nephew back on the bed and covered him with a quilt, "Sleep well, don't think about it all the time."

Hearing the last four words, his blushing face turned red again, Zhou Yibei reached out his hand to grab his uncle's hand, "..."

"Are you still a child? Do you want to listen to a bedtime story before you go to bed?" The Southwest Taoist sat on the edge of the bed and pinched Yi Bei's face next week.

Zhou Yibei's mind went blank for a moment, "Yeah."

"Little bastard, make things difficult for your uncle?" The Taoist leader let go of his blushing face, "What do you want to hear?"

"I don't know," Zhou Yibei really didn't know, but he didn't want his uncle to leave.

"Have you heard of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi?"

"Well," Emperor Hao Taiyi, the supreme god extolled in "Nine Songs", is the ancestor and belief of the Yaozu...and also Lu Ya's father.

"I'll tell you that he was a big boss in women's clothes when he was a child..." Before he could leave his mouth, the Taoist leader of the Southwest paused again, "Don't tell me, this is a bedtime story made up by my uncle... Do you want to continue listening?"

"Well," Zhou Yibei nodded without hesitation. The bedtime stories of my uncle seem to be different from others...it sounds very similar to the unofficial history of immortals fabricated by some novel websites...but my uncle's voice is really nice...