Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

When I went there, I brought a jar with a female ghost in it, and when I came back, I had a toy duck in my bag.

Boss Si finally stopped being stingy once, and bought a sleeper berth when he came back. God has mercy on him, and his ass finally doesn't have to suffer.

The toy duck was squatting at the foot of the bed, its badly attached wings beat rhythmically because of its trembling and body, Zuo Yan guessed whether this thing had played allegro.

Zuo Yan lowered his head, his short hair drooping, "What is it?"

I only know that it is a monk's apprentice, but whose apprentice doesn't have a nose and eyes, no matter how bad it is, it must be a living thing. Has anyone ever seen a toy as an apprentice?

"The apprentice of Muzhen."

Zuo Yan said, "Is Muzhen that bald...monk?"

Si Jia was wearing earphones, tapping his fingers rhythmically, "A fake monk."

"Wuyin Temple was built in such a remote place, does anyone go to offer incense?"

"Ghosts don't have to walk."

Zuo Yan was taken aback, what do you mean, this temple is a place for offering incense to ghosts?

Sijia said: "Wuyin Temple has been dedicated to the salvation of the dead since ancient times, as long as they can go up the mountain.

Don't think it is difficult to walk up the mountain with human power. If the undead ghosts want to go up the mountain alone, they will have to pass through mountains of swords and seas of fire. What they cry is not tiredness, but pain. "

Long experience.

Zuo Yan looked at the toy duck in the corner, "Why is Master Muzhen's apprentice a duck?" It was still a toy.

Si Jia pulled the hanging thread, and the toy duck immediately crawled down and landed cautiously, and stopped at Si's feet, not daring to move. Fortunately, there were only the two of them here.

"Wuyin Temple is also known as the ghost temple, where souls enter by mistake. The monks in the temple are also called Yin Buddhist monks. They live for a hundred years. They are selected from thousands of ghosts by the temple guard monks of the previous generation. They will be raised by their side. One generation dies and the next generation inherits. .

In the final analysis, whether it is the master or the apprentice, they are all ghosts. As for whether the ghost stays in the body or in the rock, it depends on their wishes. Early, let the monk find out and stuff it into such a toy. "

It sounds like these two people are quite familiar, and they have known each other quite early.

Zuo Yan's legs got stuck on the railings on both sides of the bed above, and he looked at Si Jia dangling with his arms folded, his hair swaying back and forth with his movements.

"System, you said that if this person likes monks, do I have to shave my bald head and beat me to a wooden fish?"

System: "You still lack a suit."

"Three apprentices and a white horse are still missing."

System: "Be careful when you encounter a black fur monster, he steals clothes."

Zuo Yan: "...Give me back my baby."

The system is silent, this person's Taoism is getting stronger and stronger, and he still has to practice for a few years.

Zuo Yan was swaying, Si Jia suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes, just in time to meet his gaze, the distance between the two was also close, Zuo Yan held his breath, and heard the other party say.

"Are you jealous?"

Zuo Yan thought his ears were hallucinating, what the hell?

Si Jia raised his hand and clasped the back of his head, and the distance between the two became closer and closer.

Zuo Yan's blinking eyelashes gently brushed against the opponent's, like clasping fingers.

In the end, an earphone was stuffed into the ear, which contained some traditional operas, which did not have the charm of listening to the scene, but they could still be heard.

Si Jiasong moved his hands away, and the two of them kept listening to the opera, one sitting and the other lying on the ground.

The toy duck under their feet was abandoned by the two in the corner, and the movement of "Allegro" gradually became apparent, and he tucked himself into a ball under the bed. On the first night when the master was away, he wanted to cry.

After more than ten minutes, Zuo Yan said, "The legs are numb."

Si Jia stretched out a hand, exerted force on his wrist, and the next moment Zuo Yan was wrapped in his arms.

This movement was not ambiguous, but he could feel the fatigue on his body. With this posture, and the humming in his ears, he fell asleep at some point.

In the dream, he dreamed that a big fire was scorching him. He grabbed his chest uncomfortably, his clothes were torn off, he still had difficulty breathing, and finally woke himself up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a handsome face, with good skin without any blemishes, light-colored lips, prominent lips, and diamond-shaped lips lightly pursed. Looking up, I saw a pair of cold eyes, Danfeng eyes, which outlined everything. ruthless.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Si Jia asked, "Have you touched enough?"

Zuo Yan blinked his eyes, his dark eyes were swollen and innocent, and the cold touch of his palm made him pinch subconsciously.

Looking down, one of his two paws was pressing on Boss Si's chest, and the bulge under the palm indicated that he was hitting the target.

The other hand touched his abdomen, and the eight-pack abs made him salivate for a long time.

"Does it feel good?" A magnetic voice rang in his ear.

Zuo Yan retracted his paw in embarrassment, "It's pretty good."

Sika said, "Is it just good?"

Seeing his chuckle so close, Zuo Yan almost couldn't control himself, his eyes stared at a random place, and he agreed, "It's very good."

After a while, Si Jia stopped talking, Zuo Yan quietly raised his eyelids, but saw him looking at him with those black jade eyes, Zuo Yan lowered his eyes.

Cough cough, it turns out that he was always looking at the two on his chest...

Before dawn outside, Zuo Yan sat up, and in order to avoid more embarrassing things from happening, he ran to another bed and played with his mobile phone.

There are not a few people cultivating immortals, but the teammates they usually cooperate with are not there, Zuo Yan changed to Weibo.

Randomly looking at the trending search, I saw a video of a pet blogger. He likes small animals, Ergou and rhubarb. Since his third dream, he hasn't raised any animals. He is afraid that he will be reluctant.

The relationship between humans and small animals is pure and incomparable.

After clicking in, Zuo Yan looked at the big round dogs that had been raised, and admired in his heart that this blogger is really a man.

However, seeing the cleverness among the big dogs, he made him laugh out loud, until the blogger called one of the cute and stupid names.

Zuo Yan paused for a moment, looked up at Boss Si who was still listening to the opera, and then looked down at his phone.

Si Jia opened his eyes, the buttons on his clothes were not fully fastened, and his sexy collarbone was still leaking out. With this glance, he was lazy and casual, invisible seduction.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing."

"is it?"

Believe me, look at my innocent eyes.

The next moment, the person on the opposite side quickly and quietly appeared behind him, without making a sound.

"dog?"

Zuo Yan's body froze, his chin rested on his shoulder, and a single word stopped in his ear.

He took off his earphones, stuffed them in his ears, and clicked the replay with his slender fingers.

When the dog owner called Scarlett, the man approached him, "Is it that funny?"

It's fun, boss, don't be shy, isn't it just the same name as a dog, who hasn't had it before, Rhubarb also has the same name as a dog.

System: "Its original name is Xiaojin, and it's a snake."

"You hold back your words."

The system looked at the postures of the two of them, and wondered whether the species of these two people were a bit harsh.