Forced Vest [Rebirth]

Feng Xuzhi didn't understand what kind of adjective a soul is good-looking. Could it be an alternative and interesting new saying that the soul is one in a million?

He didn't intend to flatter each other's appearance with his boyfriend, Feng Xuzhi pinched his brows and said, "I find it strange that everything has been weird lately. The appearance of a person like you didn't cause any abnormalities. The thing itself is very unusual.”

Feng Xuzhi tried to audition this absurd thing, he felt that it was not his problem, it was clearly something wrong with this world, which made him strange and uncomfortable.

Seeing that Feng Xuzhi obviously wouldn't let go of this question, Feng Zhiyuan was silent for a while and said, "This matter is not surprising, I am not compatible with this world, so others can notice my existence but cannot see me clearly. I'm just a shadow, a shadow, it exists like air, it's hard to be noticed."

This has something to do with the world's suppression of him. In his world, only Feng Xuzhi can clearly feel his existence. As time goes by, he will gradually fade out of the sight and consciousness of others.

In this world, he is just a shadow that shouldn't exist.It is no different from the light, air, and clouds of this world.

This is the essence of the rules for another world.

Feng Xuzhi didn't understand this very well. He stood there watching and walked past Fengzhiyuan with a group of people. Fengzhiyuan was like rainwater dripping into the lake, and no one noticed it.

Feng Xuzhi somewhat understood what Feng Zhiyuan meant.

Feng Xuzhi raised his hand and held Feng Zhiyuan's hand.

He said: "It's okay, you and me, when the time comes, everything will recover, right?"

"Well, it will recover."

Feng Zhiyuan turned his head sideways, tracing Feng Xuzhi's eyebrows with his eyes.

As long as this person accepts him again, they can form a Taoist couple contract again, and everything can be restored.

They will always be together.

Until the end of time.

Feng Xu would be stared at by Feng Zhiyuan like this, the other party's eyes were gentle and hot, Feng Xuzhi was a little moved, took Feng Zhiyuan's hand, and walked to the side of the silk tree.

Avoiding everyone's eyes, Feng Xuzhi kissed Feng Zhiyuan.

Feng Xuzhi's proactive approach made Feng Zhiyuan somewhat at a loss.

In that world, Feng Xuzhi and him have a master-student relationship. No matter how close they are, Feng Xuzhi seems to keep a thin line, and he will not be like a boy who hides from others and secretly kisses. Express all your inner emotions.

The world of comprehension is different from the modern world, and the way of expressing emotions in the world of lovers is also different.

Feng Zhiyuan raised his head, and because of Feng Xuzhi's wild intrusion, he couldn't help sobbing in a low voice, raised his hand to wrap around Feng Xuzhi's shoulder, and hugged Feng Xuzhi's neck tightly.

Feng Xuzhi has always been taller than his peers. After crossing into the world of cultivation, his appearance has returned to his original appearance due to the improvement of his cultivation, but his body is no longer the thin and thin boy he used to be. His figure has become taller and slender. When they kissed, Feng Zhiyuan, who was a little shorter than him, seemed to be embedded in his arms.

Feng Zhiyuan raised his head, and Feng Xuzhi lowered his head to lean on his lips and tongue. A moment later, Feng Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with spring colors, and the water shone brightly, which reminded Feng Xuzhi of the scene in his dream.

If the kiss continued like this, it might get out of control, so Feng Xuzhi quickly stopped.

After the kiss was over, Feng Zhiyuan felt a little dizzy, he looked both charming and innocent, and he was so good-looking, with a unique charm.

Feng Xuzhi separated from him, wiped off the water stains on Feng Zhiyuan's lips with his thumb, and said with a smile: "The classes are busy these few days, except for the first day at noon when I made you a little food, I never turned on the fire. You are all eating in the cafeteria, I think your appetite is getting worse and worse, so I will give you a big meal during the weekend, so that you can see my real skills."

"Well, good."

Feng Zhiyuan was a little bit unsatisfied, with an unknowingly charming look on the end of his eyes and brows.

Feng Xuzhi was so teased that he couldn't hold back, but he didn't want to be rude to his boyfriend so soon because of his irresistible animal instinct, so he could only use the topic of cooking to distract his attention.

Together, the two went around a long way to buy things, and when they returned to the apartment, Feng Xuzhi took out all the things that he had dealt with a few days ago, and then began to add materials.

"what is this?"

Feng Zhiyuan looked at the sealed jar that had been boiled since morning and wondered. There was a burst of strong fragrance from the jar, which made Feng Zhiyuan more curious.

Feng Xuzhi took a spoonful of soup with a spoon, and handed it to Feng Zhiyuan: "Try it, the authentic Buddha jumps over the wall, I learned it from a time-honored restaurant in the place of origin. The chef is an uncle of the family, and he has superb cooking skills. I have learned three successes from him, and I am not as good as a professional, so I just want you to try my skills."

Feng Zhiyuan took a sip of the soup in Feng Xuzhi's hand, the sweet taste spread from the tip of his tongue, Feng Zhiyuan's eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"

Feng Xuzhi laughed when he heard the words, and he tasted it himself: "I still have to stew for a while, I will prepare other dishes during this time."

Feng Zhiyuan helped Feng Xuzhi, choosing and washing vegetables, Feng Xuzhi was a skilled knifeman, and his cooking skills were indeed trained. Soon, there were Wensi tofu, garlic crab, salt-baked lobster, spicy crayfish, and steamed salmon. , Angler fish liver with tofu, boiled cabbage is on the table.

Feng Zhiyuan has no desire for food and drink, but he has been the crown prince of the Cao Kingdom in the world, and he knows that ordinary people can't make these dishes on the table. Seeing the large table of dishes prepared by Feng Xuzhi, Feng Zhiyuan hesitated: "This is you. Cooking skills trained by amateurs?"

Are modern chef training institutions already this scary?

Feng Xuzhi was preparing the last dish, and he laughed out loud.

"Didn't I just say that this is the result of my study with my uncle. After the high school entrance examination, I suddenly wanted to eat and drink by myself, so I studied with that uncle for two months. Later, I became interested and I can cook casually. Originally, I couldn’t control the heat well, and my knife skills were not good, but I don’t know why I suddenly got the hang of it during this period of time.

"According to my previous standards, I'm afraid it will take a whole day to cook this big table dish, and there is a high probability of overturning."

Feng Zhiyuan looked at the chef who was frying neatly in the kitchen, with a slight smile in his eyes.

It would be hard for this person to cook vegetables with the cultivation base of Jinxian and the methods of top-level sword cultivation.

The last dish of oil-consuming lettuce was served on the table, Feng Xuzhi brought it out, brought up the stewed Buddha Jumping Wall, and scooped out a bowl for Feng Zhiyuan: "The heat is just right now, try it."

The soup was rich, fragrant and sweet, especially because it was made by Feng Xuzhi himself. Feng Zhiyuan took a sip of the soup and narrowed his happy eyes.

He finally felt the charm of food and had the appetite of human beings.

"good to eat."

Feng Zhiyuan nodded, raised his chopsticks, picked up a piece of boiled cabbage.

Feng Xuzhi, the cook, also felt a sense of accomplishment. Seeing that Feng Zhiyuan had obviously gained an appetite, Feng Xuzhi smiled and started to eat himself.

Feng Xuzhi's food was so generous that a normal adult man would never be able to finish it, but these two people who ate were not normal people, and soon they wiped out all the food on the table.

The two of them cleaned up the kitchen table together, and they cooperated quite tacitly. Feng Xuzhi looked at Feng Zhiyuan who was arranging the kitchen tableware in an apron, and suddenly said, "Do we look like newlyweds?"

When Feng Zhiyuan heard this, the corners of his mouth turned up, and the tips of his ears turned red. He put the tableware back and said, "If you say like, it means like. I don't know how normal couples get along."

One of him and Feng Xu was a master and apprentice at the beginning, and after becoming a Taoist couple for a while, he became a heavenly Taoist. The two of them had never been together for long like a normal Taoist couple. Unexpectedly, in this world, they made up for their shortcomings .

Feng Xuzhi thought for a while, and he felt that he didn't understand either.

"Well, I don't know either. My parents are busy making money, which is a special case and has no reference value. Generally, young couples get along like we do."

He turned his head and kissed Feng Zhiyuan.

Feng Zhiyuan blushed and kissed back.

For a while, there was warmth in the kitchen.

After packing up his things, Feng Xuzhi flipped through professional books, Feng Zhiyuan turned and went to the study.

After a while, Feng Zhiyuan came out, holding a stack of books, he sat next to Feng Xuzhi, frowning and studying the stack of books.

Feng Xuzhi couldn't help but put down the book at hand, and glanced at Feng Zhiyuan.

Feng Zhiyuan's expression was very focused. If Feng Xuzhi didn't know what was on the bookshelves in the study, he must have thought that Feng Zhiyuan was trying to study some profound problem.

His eyes fell on the book in Feng Zhiyuan's hand, and he was not surprised to see that it was a picture in the style he was familiar with.

Feng Xu's expression became extremely strange.

He originally thought that those books were the original landlord's collection or some strange tenant's stuff, but now it seems that these books are actually Feng Zhiyuan's?

Another unexpected thing.

Feng Xuzhi looked at Feng Zhiyuan's earnest study, touched his nose, and couldn't help asking: "Zhiyuan, are these books yours?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhiyuan looked down at the book in his hand, and then at Feng Xuzhi who was full of confusion, his eyes became playful: "To be precise, these books are actually yours, someone collected them for you. Let me pass it on to you."

"……mine?"

Feng Xuzhi turned pale with shock.

When did he become acquainted with the hobby of Longyang Atlas, and also collected a shelf of small picture albums?

Feng Zhiyuan thinks these books are quite interesting. He is not a real person. After He Dao became the Dao of Heaven, he was more or less affected. The law of life and development of all things is a normal rule. Therefore, the album in his hand is very important to him. Just like any other book.

Most importantly, to solve Feng Xuzhi's problems, Feng Zhiyuan had to study professional books hard.

Seeing that Feng Zhiyuan was once again indulging in the small album, with a clear and cold look, and serious and focused eyes, as if he was studying some century-old problem, Feng Xuzhi shook his head and calmed down to look at the book in his hand.

The two of them were doing their own thing, holding hands together on the sofa, and by the time they finished reading the book in hand, it was already mid-summer.

Feng Xuzhi closed the book, closed the notebook, squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and looked back at Feng Zhiyuan.

Feng Zhiyuan's eyes were clear, he couldn't tell at all that he was someone who had read the little picture album all night, Feng Xuzhi was even a little suspicious, did the other party really read the little picture album.

He couldn't hold back, he opened a book, and a frank and exciting picture came into view, Feng Xuzhi immediately closed the book in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Feng Zhiyuan frowned, "Does it look good?"

"..."

Feng Xuzhi was speechless, he finally discovered that Feng Zhiyuan, who was as cold and cold as snow, was actually a white-skinned and black-hearted person.

Feng Xuzhi tried his best to calm down and said, "It's late at night, let's all wash up and sleep."

After finishing speaking, he went into the bathroom, took a shower and washed his face in one go, and finally walked into the bedroom covered in moisture, and said goodnight to Feng Zhiyuan.

Feng Zhiyuan sat on the sofa and sighed regretfully.

The small album on his lap was still open, Feng Zhiyuan casually flipped through two pages, and murmured: "It's really a piece of wood. Alas, the things that Tu Susu specially collected must not be useless."

Ruyu's fingers rested on a page, Feng Zhiyuan nodded: "This posture is very good, quite exciting, Xu Zhi will definitely like it."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his wrist, and a string of familiar bells appeared in Feng Zhiyuan's hand.

Feng Zhiyuan blew on the bell, and the bell jingled, and then, a puff of smoke filled the air, half covering Feng Zhiyuan, and the other half entering Feng Xuzhi's bedroom.

Feng Xuzhi was dragged into a dream again.

In the dream, he changed into a black and red patterned ancient costume, and was sitting on a black throne, staring blankly at the empty hall.

He felt that the scene in front of him was subtly familiar, but searching his memory, there was no trace of it.

At this moment, snow suddenly fell in the hall, and a man in white walked in.

That man's black hair stood on end, his snow-skinned jade face, his sword-shaped brows tucked into his temples, he was Feng Xuzhi's boyfriend Feng Zhiyuan.

"Zhiyuan? Why are you dressed like this?"

Feng Xuzhi said in surprise.

Jianxiu in white raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and walked over.

He approached step by step, with a slight smile on his eyes full of ice and snow: "Master, Mozun, isn't this our original appearance? Isn't it here when you and I first met?"

Feng Zhiyuan caressed the cold deputy of the throne with one hand, and chuckled softly: "When I first met the Demon Lord, you were sitting here. You were so wild and reckless, and I couldn't help yearning for it. Forget about it, Your Honor, you even taught me swordsmanship."

He was talking about the scene when they actually first met.

At that time, Gengru came to the eight wildernesses to trace his own life experience, and just happened to meet the Demon Lord's celebration, and by accident, he was treated as a dancer by the Demon Lord's subordinates, dressed up and presented.

Feng Zhiyuan originally wanted to take this opportunity to assassinate the Demon Lord, a demon leader who has done many evils like the Demon Lord, everyone who is a righteous monk can be punished, but unexpectedly, he approached the Demon Lord while dancing the sword, and as soon as he approached the Demon Lord, he was drunk to the point of intoxication. The Demon Venerable was dragged into his arms.

The Mozun was probably drunk, with an evil smile on his face, he held Feng Zhiyuan's hand with both hands, and played with Feng Zhiyuan's fingers in a condescending tone with a smile, admiringly: "This is truly amazing. A pair of hands born to hold a sword, beautiful."

Then, Mozun's hand brushed Feng Zhiyuan's back and waist, and landed on his waist: "The sword bone is natural, it is really a good young swordsman, today I am happy, why don't I teach you a set of sword skills! "

Feng Xuzhi withdrew his hand, casually tapped Feng Zhiyuan's eyebrows, and a set of mysterious sword formulas fell into Feng Zhiyuan's consciousness.

Feng Zhiyuan was held by the hand, every finger was touched by the Demon Venerable, he couldn't help but feel annoyed, he thought that this Demon Venerable was really wild and frivolous, even men would not let him go, when his back and waist were touched, he would Angrier, he wanted to kill the demon, but unexpectedly, after the demon master passed on a sword formula to him, he did nothing, let go of Feng Zhiyuan in a lack of interest, and ordered Feng Zhiyuan to be sent out of the world.

The drunken Mozun clasped his fingers on the table, and he said casually: "He is a young swordsman and an orthodox monk. The Demon Realm is not the place for you. If there is a destiny in the future, I would like to compete with you. "

Before Feng Zhiyuan left, looking back at the haughty Demon Lord's insolent appearance, he felt very complicated. In the end, he didn't do anything, and left the Demon Realm according to the man's instructions.

Until later, he found out about his life experience, found Feng Qinghuan's letter about soul jade, began to collect soul jade, and met Feng Xuzhi again.

At that time, Mozun no longer remembered him.

Feng Zhiyuan was a little disappointed, he practiced ruthless swordsmanship, and it was rare for him to be emotionally aroused, so he paid more attention to Feng Xuzhi, but he never thought that for Mozun, he was just a talented person whom he met occasionally. That's all for sword repair.

In the end, this person wanted to come back through the barrier of time and space, and the twelve soul jades gathered together. Because of the secret hope in his heart, Feng Zhiyuan unconsciously aroused the power of the good luck jade plate, and sent Feng Xuzhi back to the past.

Since then, the two of them had a different start and a different future.

Feng Zhiyuan finally got his wish.

Unfortunately, Feng Zhiyuan is the only one who remembers these things now.

At this moment, the Demon Venerable on the other side was surprised when he heard the words, and he pointed to himself: "The Demon Venerable?"

Looking around, Feng Xuzhi finally accepted the setting in the dream.

Not to mention, being a lawless Demon Lord is quite exciting!

The only problem was that his boyfriend was seriously OOC in the dream. He was obviously a gentle person, but his demeanor was as cold as a knife.

The man was still air-conditioned, wrapped around him like a snake, pecked and kissed him, and his cold and deep voice was a little hoarse: "Master, I want to double cultivate with you, as long as we double cultivate, I can renew our Taoist partner contract." Recovery, when the time comes, your memory will also be restored, and you don't have to worry about being pursued to confess your love. Come, double repair with me!"

"Shuangxiu...is that what I think it means?"

Feng Xuzhi looked at his seemingly cold but passionate boyfriend, feeling a little bit square.

He is really a decent person, but every time he has a dream, the person in his dream always forces him to be a beast, it is really difficult for him!

Feng Xuzhi wanted to push away Feng Zhiyuan who was approaching, but Jianxiu's expression changed, and he said aggrievedly: "Master and I are both very happy these days, why don't you want to do it today?"

Feng Xuzhi turned pale with shock: "What, this dream is still interconnected? You, the person in the dream, still know what dream I had a few days ago?"

Feng Xuzhi couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Feng Zhiyuan raised his hand and unbuttoned Feng Xuzhi's lapel, with a playful smile: "Master, you are not the only one who can control the Acacia Bell. In the past few days, I have used the Acacia Bell to double cultivate with you every night in my dream. .”

As he said that, Feng Zhiyuan's voice became a little gloomy: "If not, could it be that Master wants to double cultivate with someone other than disciple?"