Night ship

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When the monk dragged the scholar into the cabin, he was already out of breath, but he was not honest. The originally quiet and shy little scholar was like a slippery fish at this time, obviously the narrow boat canopy was not enough for him Showing off, if you don't pay attention, you will fall into the river again.

The monk had no choice but to arrest him again, but this time Tao Sheng didn't move. With the twilight, the monk carefully looked at the boy's childish face. He had never seen the old man, but he was just talking about his face. The old man in my life should be very similar, but at first glance, I can't connect this stupid scholar with that person. That person is the rumored lonely moon in the blue sky, and the young man in his arms is just a speck of fireworks in the world. .

The young man still seemed to feel uncomfortable, he writhed wildly, his face flushed unnaturally, and finally he pulled his skirt down to his waist.

He saw the unfamiliar desire in the scholar's eyes. Obviously, this young man didn't know where the menacing desire came from, and he panicked like a rabbit with red eyes.

"What did those people feed you?"

Naturally, Tao Xuean would not answer him, he had long been lost in the maze of desire and could not find an exit.

The monk's brows were tightly frowned, as if what was in front of him was an extremely hard-to-understand Buddhist scripture. Before he could understand it, the "Buddhist scripture" was already entangled. The hot skin and the cold linen cloth groped his body. , I didn’t know how to relieve it, so I could only dawdling instinctively. After a while, Tao Sheng’s expression suddenly became clear, and he pushed the monk away, biting his lips, “Monks don’t approach women, I... I shouldn’t be broken Master practice."

He had promised the old bald donkey to take good care of him, and he laughed at himself, "Master, master, do I count myself as guarding myself?"

"The monks are not close to women, and I didn't say that they were not close to men." The monk's expression was still indifferent, but the rationality in his heart had already collapsed.

—he shouldn't.

His hand was already touching the man's belt.

Tao Sheng was shocked for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the man's pants had been pulled down to his knees, and his vitals had fallen into a pair of big hands.

——The monk relieved the man for the first time, but he felt that the bliss and extreme suffering in the world should be the same as that time. Looking at the young man's crimson face, he suddenly understood that the world of mortals is far away, and he will not be able to relieve him after all.

"You...have no shame." Tao Xuean was out of breath, cursing incoherently. "You Zhongshan wolf, you will repay your kindness with revenge..."

He raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his tongue to remove the turbidity around his mouth, "Oh? According to the story of the ghosts, you saved me, and I should agree with you when I co-authored it? How can it be regarded as a Zhongshan wolf?" It was grotesque and inappropriate to say such frivolous words.

Tao Xuean felt that she was going crazy.

The monk held him between his legs and sat on the bed, Tao Sheng's cloth robe was still hanging around his waist, his two snow-white legs were spread apart, heaving violently, like a fish out of water.The monk reached in and patted it lightly, but his voice was extremely soft and coaxing.

He said, "Good boy."

The monk's strong body had already leaned over, licked the corner of the young man's mouth, and held the young man's lips hesitantly. Tao Xuean suddenly heard the sentence "You are good", there was a roar in his ears, and his eyes widened suddenly— —Snow particles suddenly fell thousands of feet above the boat and submerged into the vast and dark river surface.

It snowed all night.

When Tao Xuean woke up from a coma, he was wearing a monk's sackcloth.Several hours had passed, but it was still very early before dawn.The monk was not in the boat, so he thought he had already left, so he opened the curtain, only to find that the monk had not left, but was standing in front of the boat, majesticly acting as the door god.

Tao Xuean panicked for a while, and immediately pulled down the curtain.

But Monk Nana didn't intend to come in.

Standing on the bow of the boat, he obviously sensed the movement, and without looking back, he said, "I'll keep watch for you."

Tao Xuean mumbled, "As you please."

After speaking, he felt that he was making trouble for no reason, but he really couldn't face the monk.

But the boatman still didn't come back, Tao Xuean knew that the boatman was playful by nature, so he must be hanging out in the wine alley and Chu Street, thinking like this, even though he was anxious, he had no choice.

It was really cold outside, Tao Xuean persuaded him a few words, but couldn't persuade him, so he fell asleep staring at the boat tent, thinking about whether the monk was guarding outside the boat, whether it would be cold, whether he would be hungry , how to persuade him to come back?He also didn't sleep very peacefully, when he suddenly heard someone calling him outside the boat, he woke up with a jolt.

He wanted to see the monk, but when he got outside the boat, he found that the bow of the boat was empty.

"Young master...Young master..." He turned his head and found that the boatman was standing on the shore, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand mysteriously beckoned to him, saying, "Young master, get off the boat, I have something to do." To tell you..."

Tao Xuean hesitated for a moment, but walked towards that person step by step. Just as he was about to get close to the boatman, his other hand stretched out quickly, and it turned out to be a white dagger, pointing straight at the man. stab Tao Xuean's chest.

The incident happened suddenly, Tao Xue'an's body didn't have time to react, and he stood up straight and didn't know how to dodge, thinking that he couldn't escape the disaster, but he heard a crackling sound, and the bright red blood spattered on his body.

The boatman died.

——was stabbed in the throat by the bamboo pole that the boatman once handed over to him and died.

And this bamboo pole is now held in the hands of the person he fished out with his own hands.

"You..." Tao Xuean's shoulders trembled, looking at the person in front of him, his footsteps approached slowly, and the blood splashed on his breasts smudged in his pupils.

Every step of the world.

——In the end, I was wrong. The monk is not a Buddha, but a Shura.

The author has something to say: The original intention of writing this article seems to be for this play, [Straight face]