how a stallion is made

In the early morning when the wind was blowing, there was a rustling sound from the bedside.

Tantai Shuhe raised his eyelids in a daze, he suffered from the cold last night, and he was worried again, plus the waste of the day before yesterday, the old wounds from the past are still unclear.So, as soon as I touched the bed, I fell asleep inexplicably.

The black-clothed boy was also eccentric, he even lay down next to Tantai Shuhe on the grounds that he was tired of killing people and was too lazy to move.

The boy in the eyes tied up his long hair casually, turned around, and looked at Tantai Shuhe with a pair of clear eyes under the black iron beast's face.

Tantai Shuhe was blushing all over his face, half-opening his eyes, just staring at the young man in a daze.

The brow under the young beast's face suddenly frowned, and he raised his hand to cover Tantai Shuohe's forehead, Tantai Shuohe dodged it, but unfortunately he didn't.

The fiery temperature almost burned through the gloves, and the boy said lightly: "You have a fever."

Tantai Shuhe nodded with dull eyes and said: "It's time to have a fever."

The boy turned and left.

Tantai Shuhe ignored him, continued to be in a daze, and after a while, suddenly slapped the bed.

"I have a fever? I actually have a fever?!"

The most unbelievable thing in Tantai Shuhe's life is - I have already gone to cultivate immortals, why are you telling me that cultivators will still get sick? !And once you get sick, what a big deal? !

The black-clothed boy walked out of the door, covered it lightly, and walked downstairs briskly.

The aunt downstairs was still cooking porridge, and I didn't see her husband and sons, so they probably went to the fields.

"Dare to ask—"

The aunt interrupted Cui Heiyi with a smile, and said, "But the little brother is sick?"

"Yes." Three points of thought showed in the boy's eyes.

"I just said that it's not good for the little brother to squat at the gate yesterday, isn't he? It's frozen. I made brown sugar ginger soup in the back kitchen. You can pretend it for him. By the way, you have to pay attention ..." the aunt murmured.

The boy in black listened patiently. He had never suffered from any serious illness, let alone how to take care of a patient.Although this aunt is long-winded, she is also kind.

"...I'm sorry, I'm getting old, people talk more, don't take it to heart, chivalrous man." The aunt finally realized that she was talking too much, and said embarrassingly.

"No, thank you." The boy nodded and walked towards the backyard.

The aunt behind him suddenly called out in a low voice: "You... don't you have that kind of relationship?"

Cui Heiyi paused, and continued to move forward, without answering the aunt's question.

This problem... has no solution.

Tantai Shuohe, who was squatting at the gate in unlined clothes for half the night, was lying on the bed with an unusually rosy complexion, wrapped tightly in several quilts.Sitting next to the bed was a boy in black. The boy in black was holding a bowl of rich ginger soup in his hand, and the spicy smell spread from the tip of his nose.

"Did your master tell you that you won't get sick if you become an immortal?" Tantai Shuhe took the ginger soup from the young man's hand and drank it down in one gulp.

"No."

"Really... Am I still too naive?" Tantai Shuhe raised his head and asked again, "Do you mind if I ask you one last question?"

"No." The young man took Tantai Shuohe's empty bowl with his left hand and said calmly.

Tantai Shuhe looked into the young man's eyes for a long time, but he did not see anything wrong, so he asked, "Why was your body covered in blood last night?"

The young man was silent for a while, so long that Tantai Shuhe thought he didn't want to bring up this matter, but he suddenly said: "There is a large forest of hanging corpses outside the Huangpizi cemetery where the Corpse God Sect is located. The hanging corpse forest is what we saw the day before yesterday. thing."

Tantai Shuhe closed his eyes and thought about it carefully for a long while, and finally said: "Are you going to the mountain pass to guard the road, and robbed and killed those members of the Corpse God Sect one by one?"

"Yes."

"...Thank you."

"No need."

After drinking the ginger soup, Tantai Shuohe rinsed his mouth and lay down.Lack of energy, really tired.The boy raised his hand and touched the unsuspecting Tantai Shuohe's sleeping hole, then undressed and slowly lay down beside him.

The weather was a bit hot, Tantai Shuohe was gradually sweating as he was wrapped in the quilt, and couldn't help moving around.It didn't matter if he moved, the only troublesome thing was that he gradually lifted the quilt and groped into the arms of the young man who only had obscene clothes left.

"Well..." It was cool and comfortable.

The young man gently raised his hand, coordinating with Tantai Shuhe's movement to embrace him in his arms, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his heart was itchy, but he remained calm.

Unconscious tampering is actually much clearer than conscious tampering. He can easily feel a person's inner thoughts and judge whether it is harmful to himself.

however--

It's hard to say what Tantai Shuhe would do in his sleep.

For the first hour, Tantai Shuohe stayed in the boy's arms obediently, keeping himself very law-abiding.

In the second hour, Tantai Shuhe's right leg was directly attached to the boy's calf, and then he kept changing positions, but it seemed that no matter where there was something annoying.

At the third hour, Tantai Shuohe actually climbed above the boy, and lay down on the boy's body like a bastard with his legs apart.

The fourth hour...

The young man simply suspected that Tantai Shuhe had not fallen asleep at all, how could anyone make such a movement after falling asleep?

Tantai Shuohe's sleeping face was very peaceful, and the white shimmer reflected from his side cheeks made it impossible to doubt.

However, no one would have imagined that this was just a very gentle act.

"what!"

Tantai Shuohe's brows suddenly frowned, and at that moment, all the strength in his body exploded.

"Boom!"

The unprepared boy was hugged by Tantai Shuhe and fell to the ground.This is not over yet, Tantai Shuhe probably dreamed of something terrible.

All they wanted was to die with each other, so the two rolled from the bed to the door, and then from the door to the bed.The young man was still distracted by protecting the back of Tantai Shuohe's head with his hands, and a muffled groan came from the room from time to time.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of behavior of Tantai Shuhe is called dream insanity. People who suffer from dream insanity cannot wake up. Even if they wake up, they only have some vague memories of what they did in the dream.

Tantai Shuhe's illness lasted for three days.

After recovering from the illness, they left the hostess of this small restaurant, and the two went back in the direction of the Corpse God Cult.It turned out that when the young man rescued Tantai Shuohe, he was hunted down by members of the Corpse God Sect, so this flight almost reached Dianchi Lake.

Dianchi Lake is not far from Nanban. The most beautiful among the mountains is the series of stepped pools, which are of different colors from top to bottom, which is very unique.

"Brother, to be honest, why did you save me?" Tantai Shuhe couldn't help asking this question again.

The boy in black who was walking beside him sighed, and said helplessly, "My lord, there is no reason to save someone."

"... Well, what you said makes sense." Tantai Shuhe shrugged, and finally gave up on this question completely.After reincarnation, his heart is actually full of indifference to his own life, he doesn't care about life and death, even life and death, and the conspiracy and conspiracy in the world are even more indifferent.

"Whoosh-"

A silver needle pierced through the air and plunged into the water quickly.

Then, a plump herring as thick as an arm rolled up to the surface of the water, and Tantai Shuhe called out to the young man to stop and rest.

"The water in Dianchi Lake is cold, so the quality of the fish is extremely delicious."

"Ah."

"This is the rare best in the world."

"Ah."

"But beware of thorns."

"Ah."

"But it's so big, the thorns should be thick."

"Ah."

……

"Hero, is it natural for you to be seldom talkative?"

"Ah."

"...You are still so young, why don't you be silent all day long. People are born to pursue drinking the strongest wine in the world and marrying the most beautiful woman in the world!" Tantai paused, then added , "Although I don't touch these things, ideally, it should always be more magnificent."

"Well, eat."

The black-clothed boy stuffed the fat grilled herring into the hands of the chattering Tantai Shuhe. Once this Tantai Shuhe got acquainted with others, he would immediately turn into a chatterbox.

"..." Tantai Shuhe felt a little guilty, why did he always feel that he was a salted fish talking about life with a fresh fish, and the fresh fish just quietly looked at the salted fish and spouted nonsense?

Eating fish silently, the wind ringing in my ears.

Suddenly, a young man wrapped in a turban came out from the woods by the pool, shouting, waving a homemade longbow, with an angry expression on his face.

Seeing this, Tantai Shuhe pulled up the boy Yujian and ran away.

"What's wrong?" the boy asked while standing on the sword.

"I just remembered that the fish in this place is the sacred fish of the local people, and they will be tortured if they eat it." Tantai Shuhe smiled inexplicably.

"Then you still go to eat?"

"If you don't eat for nothing, don't eat it! What a big fish!" Tantai Shuhe seemed to have remembered something very interesting, and said again, "The author of "Xing Xing San Ji" ate fish in this place, steamed, spicy... ...Eat it all over, tsk tsk."

"What about the author?"

"Oh, he was dragged to be skinned by the locals. I heard that his skin is still hanging at the gate of that tribe's cottage." Tantai Shuhe smiled maliciously.

"..." This would be fatal.

Tantai Shuhe seemed to have suddenly remembered an important event, slapped his forehead and said: "Speaking of which, where is my qin?"

"...It landed on the top of that mountain."

"Don't lie to me."

"...Mmm." Although it was intentional not to remind.The image of Tantai Shuohe saving the girl in unlined clothing appeared in the boy's mind, and his heart ached, wishing he could throw the girl to the flower picker on the spot.

Using the qin to express love, or the qin handed down from the ancestors, really makes people think too much.