Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Naturally, Ying Yisheng would not give the things that should have been given to Yige to other people. He took those gadgets he bought casually, and with a few sweet words, he coaxed Gong Wan into elation.

He was also thick-skinned, and when he became presumptuous, he would say anything, and soon Gong Wan couldn't lift his head in shame, lightly punched him on the chest, and then ran towards Ludian.

Probably I am going to pray to the gods and Buddhas all over the sky again, asking for peace and joy.

Watching her disappear, Ying Yisheng turned around, took out the pastries bought for Yige from Dan Palace, confirmed that the pastries were well packaged and not damaged at all, and then wobbled to get used to it. Go to the Wuyu Pavilion.

The gods in this world are busier than the other, how can they have time to care about the small wishes of insignificant people?

The Gong Clan is divided into four sects, led by the Gong Clan. Ying Yige is just a disciple of the "Gong Zheng" sect. He finally broke through the Jindan stage. It stands to reason that he should live in the Shanyin Hall with all the disciples, but Ying Yige Yisheng disregarded the criticisms from his disciples, and took Ying Yige to Wuyu Pavilion to live with him.

Before approaching the Wuyu Pavilion, Ying Yisheng heard a burst of music like pearls falling on a jade plate, playing "Yangguan Trifold", but the rhythm was not as clear and bright as he was familiar with in the past, intermittent, and the sound was transparent. Suffocating breathlessness.

With a small smile, he pushed open the door of Wuyu Pavilion.

The music sounded a little later, the boy with his back turned away turned his head away, glanced at the sound of Ying Yi who came in, immediately turned his back and continued to play the sheng, but the music became more chaotic and out of tune, obviously out of anger.

Ying Yisheng leaned lazily by the door, and waited until Ying Yige couldn't bear to listen to his performance, threw the Pai Sheng aside, turned around and glared at himself, then raised his hand and scratched himself with a smile Side face: "Yige, are you angry?"

Ying Yige really couldn't bear to look at his hippie smiling face, and forcibly turned his eyes away, but after he saw clearly what Ying Yisheng was carrying, his angry expression couldn't hold back a little.

Ying Yisheng swayed over, took a glazed plate, knelt down on the ground, unwrapped the pastry wrapper, took out the dim sum inside one by one, put them on the plate, brought the plate over, and placed it on Ying Yi By the way, Yi Sing raised an eyebrow at him comically.

Ying Yige snorted and looked away.

Seeing this, Ying Yisheng stretched out his hand to hook Ying Yige's neck, and shook it coquettishly: "I was joking about that. I really believe it."

Only then did Ying Yige's expression soften, he pursed his lips, picked up a piece of jujube cake, bit it in his mouth, and said angrily, vaguely: "...are you joking like this!"

Ying Yisheng moved closer again: "...I thought you were looking forward to it."

Ying Yige almost choked.

After coughing for a while, he regained his strength, and just as he was about to make a fuss, his lips were kissed in time, and soon he lost his strength, allowing Ying Yi to make nonsense.

After the kiss was over, Ying Yisheng leaned on his body and said with a smile: "Yige's mouth is really sweet."

Hearing this, Ying Yige blushed, and his chest heaved up and down. He wanted to get angry but couldn't, and said softly, "...what are you talking about."

Ying Yisheng stopped talking and looked down at his younger brother until the face that was exactly the same as his was turned aside in embarrassment, and he said in a low voice, "Brother, is it not good for us to be like this...we..."

He grew up with him since he was a child, and they are inseparable. Ying Yige is like Ying Yisheng's shadow, never leaving his side. Almost all the criteria for judging whether something is good or bad are learned from books, but such a happy thing It is not taught in the book, he can only learn it from Ying Yisheng, so Ying Yisheng can speak nonsense to him without any scruples: "... brothers in this world get along like this, we are just an ordinary couple gone."

Ying Yige felt uneasy instinctively, his shoulders trembled slightly, and Ying Yisheng put his lips on his collarbone, sucking and biting gently, causing his body to tremble even more violently like a rabbit.

Holding a shivering little guy in his arms, Ying Yisheng thought it was funny, so he picked up a piece of shortbread and stuffed it into his mouth, Ying Yige obediently accepted the feeding, chewing slowly, his cheeks moved It moves like a little squirrel.

After coaxing people almost enough, Ying Yisheng laughed and made a request: "Guy Yige, can you do me a favor?"

Ying Yige immediately became alert: "What?"

Ying Yisheng pressed Ying Yige who was struggling to get up again, and tapped his red lips with his fingertips ambiguously: "It's not related to Junior Sister Ah Wan. There are evil spirits haunting Fengfu Mountain in Shanyin, you Remove it for me."

Ying Yige was stunned for a moment: "Why don't you go..."

Ying Yisheng hugged the little guy into his arms, and made the person in his arms tremble. He rested his pillow on Ying Yige's shoulder, and stretched like a cat: "...lazy."

Ying Yige: "..."

Seeing that his complexion had turned sour again, Ying Yisheng used his fingers to touch Ying Yige's facial curve, which was the same as his own, and said with a smile: "...Besides, going out with Lin Zhengxin, I am very tired. This person is fake to the bone, I am half I don’t want to have friends with him.”

As soon as his elder brother said that he was tired, Ying Yige hesitated, Ying Yisheng struck while the iron was hot, wrapped his waist around him, and whispered in his ear: "...it's okay ~ go with Lin Zhengxin, you follow behind him, Just talk to him more. You don’t need to bother and put in more effort when eliminating demons, anyway, every time I go to eliminate demons with him, I’m always paddling behind.”

Ying Yige sighed helplessly.

Ying Yisheng knew that this was the meaning of promise, so he kissed his side cheek again: "Hey, brother will go find your favorite chestnut cake for you, and wait for you to come back, huh?"

Ying Yige was awkward, and raised two fingers: "...I want twelve."

Ying Yisheng burst into laughter, causing Ying Yige's cheeks to turn red, and then he hugged him tightly in his arms, and said with a smile, "I'll give you whatever you want, brother."

……

When the bad news came, Ying Yisheng was buying a room full of melon and fruit snacks, which were placed everywhere.He tied more than 20 chestnut cakes with thin threads and hung them above the top of the bed, colliding with each other like jade pieces, and he could eat them just by lifting his body.

Ying Yisheng was lying on the bed, his eyes were slightly closed, his front was wide open, and his chest was exposed. He casually poked one of them, which immediately caused the other chestnut crisps to shake in chains, and one of them fell straight down. Ying Yisheng The ears moved slightly, and with a volley of grasping, he grabbed the chestnut cake that was out of place in the palm of his hand, threw it up, and caught it again.

There was a faint sound of commotion outside, getting closer and closer, Ying Yisheng gradually heard that the noise was coming towards Wuyu Pavilion, and couldn't help frowning.

He was tired of people disturbing his cleanliness, but he turned over and sat up immediately, quickly arranged Ying Yige's clothes, and showed a shy and innocent smile to the bronze mirror on one side, and after making sure that his expression was correct, he went He ran to the door and opened it.

It was Lin Zhengxin who came to meet him, but his appearance was different from his usual pristine appearance. His right arm was cut, his azure robe sleeve was drenched with blood, and his purple-blond hair crown was also knocked off. The two junior disciples supported each other, and as soon as they met Ying Yisheng, they called out sadly: "Yige, Ying Yige!"

Ying Yisheng suddenly had an extremely bad premonition, his chest twisted violently, the pain made him turn pale, and before Lin Zhengxin could speak, he slumped along the door frame.

He pressed his palm to his heart in disbelief, and looked down at his palm, not understanding where the pain came from.

Lin Zhengxin fell to the ground the moment Ying Yisheng fell, and tears welled up in his eyes: "Junior Brother Yige, I was the one who was useless... I failed to protect Junior Brother Yisheng, Junior Brother Yisheng...was plotted against by a demon, after being hit by the sword Falling off the cliff of Fengfu Mountain, I don’t know whether I will live or die..."

A thunderous sound exploded in Ying Yisheng's mind, and after waves of lingering sounds lingered, it finally turned into a whisper.

"Brother...is it not good for us to do this?"

"... Twelve chestnut crisps."

"……Await your return."

Ying Yisheng stood up as if he was drunk, and a chestnut cake in his hand rolled down the steps, the slight rolling sound, to him, was like a funeral bell.

Stumbling away from the crowd of people who had heard the noise, Ying Yisheng walked forward in a daze, and said in a low voice: "...Lilac Wonton."

Before leaving, Yige hadn't had a bite yet...

Yi Ge should be still angry with himself, joking with himself, so... so, go apologize, ask him to forgive, pick him up, let him look at their house, see his intention to make amends, maybe he will Don't be angry, just want to go home...

He was immersed in endless hallucinations, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips, but someone put his shoulders on his shoulders.

Lin Zhengxin didn't realize that there was any difference in the person in front of him, he only thought that he was Ying Yige, and pinched his shoulder with blood-stained hands: "Yige, mourning..."

Ying Yisheng suddenly turned his head: "Get lost!"

Lin Zhengxin took a step back in shock. There was a bloodstain on the corner of the eye of the person in front of him, but there was still a sharp and terrifying smile on the corner of his mouth.

For a moment, Lin Zhengxin fell into confusion.

... Who is this person in front of me?

An extremely terrifying thought fermented in Lin Zhengxin's mind, instantly making his hands and feet numb, and unable to speak, he instinctively let go of his hands to protect the belt around his waist.

There used to be a kit hanging there, but now it is empty.

His eyeballs turned left and right twice, and he was seriously injured and fell to the ground. All the disciples rushed to help him, so naturally he had no time to pay attention to Ying Yi's voice.

And Lin Zhengxin half-closed his eyes, and looked at the frantic and staggering figure through layers of crowds. A chill ran down his back, and every inch of his pores were magnified by fear.

...I hope, I hope it's not what I think it is...

……

There are thousands of miles of smoke and waves on Fengfu Mountain, the clouds are faint, and the foot of the cliff is filled with miasma, and the moisture is choking the throat. You can see rotting animal corpses in the greasy and sticky leaf mud everywhere. Occasionally, when you step on it, there will be a click of bones breaking Voice.

An unkempt figure flashed in the woods. His hand was pressed on a fir tree, and when he moved away, he left a fresh bloody handprint on the rough bark.

It's been seven days, it's been seven days.

He hadn't seen Yi Ge for seven days. Yi Ge was alone in the dark mountains and forests, so he must be afraid.

Yige didn't know the way since he was a child, even if he walked through it several times, he would still get lost. If he didn't lead him, he wouldn't be able to find his way, he wouldn't be able to go home, and he would be hungry...

He killed all the living creatures on the mountain, whether it was the forest deer he met, or the leopard monster and his servants that were haunting the mountain, all of them were slaughtered, and the corpses were hidden in a cave.

——If he finds Yi Ge, he will have something to eat.

Thinking of Ying Yige eating sweetly and contentedly with something in his arms, a bright smile appeared on the corner of Ying Yisheng's lips.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that a crisp click came from under his feet, which brought him back to his place of fascination.

When he lowered his head and found an abnormal bulge on the ground, Ying Yisheng suddenly felt heart palpitations, but the corners of his mouth were raised high. He slammed his knees to the ground with a bang, and smashed the highly humid forest leaves covered with his bare hands. The body is planed out.

It was summer, the mountains and forests were full of moisture, and snakes and insects were infested. In just seven days, more than half of Ying Yige's body had been eroded away, leaving only half of his face and a clear skeleton.

Ying Yisheng laughed, he hugged the bones that were almost falling apart, leaned over and kissed the rotten worm's right cheek, then carefully lifted the skeleton horizontally, and said happily: "Yi Ge, Found you...come home with me..."

"I've prepared something for you, it's in the cave."

"Everything that belongs to brother is yours..."

While whispering, Ying Yige's arm bone, which was rotten to the bone marrow, fell off and hit the ground, and several finger bones came loose. Ying Yisheng hurriedly picked it up, only to find that In the palm of the white bone, there was a small kit tightly squeezed.

Ying Yisheng is very familiar with this needlework.

He also had such a kit, which was embroidered by Gong Wan, and was often used to stuff Ying Yige's money for snacks.

When she was young, she had just learned how to sew, so she excitedly embroidered one for each of her close seniors. The ones for others were all flowers and animals, but the pattern she embroidered for herself was a pair of delicate mandarin ducks.

Yi Ge got one embroidered with orchid grass, it's like something precious, and it's hidden next to his body, even touching it makes him feel very distressed.

There is another person, exactly like Yi Ge, who wears this kit day and night and never leaves his body.

He turned over the kit, and the word "righteousness" embroidered on it stunned him for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The more he laughed, the more presumptuous he was, and the louder he laughed.

He just knelt down on the ground, laughing loudly among the forest and pine fields.