818 The Uncle Feng Who Fell on My Balcony

Feng Xuan hurried back to Cegu before dawn, Xiao He was hypnotized by him, and he was still in a deep sleep, Feng Xuan hung the kit brought back from the Dragon Palace on the wall, thought for a while and picked up the pen beside him , wrote the word "aquatic products", and then pasted the note on it, and then went to the bedroom.

He didn't need to sleep in the first place, his whole body hurts when the divine power in his body clashed, and he couldn't sleep anymore. After finishing his work, he lay next to Xiao He and stared at him. This time he had to go to the underworld. I don't know if Xiao He would be afraid. dare not go.

After thinking about it, he suddenly smiled - he used to go where he wanted to go, but now he still has to consider discussing with Xiao He. This feeling is very strange, as if he is restrained, but he doesn't feel bored.Feng Xie turned over and put his chin on the back of his hand, his sharp phoenix eyes became a little dazed, he recalled these things since he met Xiao He, he felt amazing, he never thought that he would be entangled with a mortal clear.

Feng Xi's subconscious has always felt that he should be the only one in his god life, from the endless past to the endless future, it should be said that all gods are like this, very few gods will find a partner specially.

—Although there are, but very few.

However, it might just be an inherent thinking pattern over the years. Once you get used to being accompanied by someone, you can no longer imagine living alone, um... He is the number one god who broke the thinking pattern of the God Realm.

... These are what Xiao He said, and he still needs to study hard.

As soon as Xiao He opened his eyes, he saw Feng Xie lying on the side and enjoying himself. He is now a boy's face, and any expression is very pleasing. Xiao He couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch it: "Have you not slept all night?"

Seeing the opportunity, Feng Xuan threw herself on Xiao He, and kissed him loudly: "I don't need to sleep, you're finally awake."

Xiao He was a little worried, and patted him on the body: "Is it so painful that I couldn't fall asleep? It's strange, I slept so soundly last night...I didn't feel anything."

"Didn't I tell you that it's all right, get up quickly, and I'll show you something."

Feng Xie was in a good mood, and pulled Xiao He away with a smile. The latter staggered a bit, feeling a little helpless in his heart: "What is so anxious, wait for me to wash up..."

"I won't tell you, you can go and see for yourself... After reading it, you can wash up. You're still pretty without washing."

Xiao He couldn't help but burst out laughing: "What's wrong with you today? It's so cute after eating."

Feng Xie didn't speak, and the tails of his eyes became narrower and narrower. When he looked up at Xiao He and smiled, Xiao He felt that he had been a father for a long time...

Feng Qi pulled Xiao He to the wall where the kits were hung, and pointed to the one he had just hung up: "Look for yourself."

Xiao He raised his eyebrows, took off the "aquatic product", and opened it, revealing a bulging pocket of spirit balls.

"Didn't you ask me if I didn't sleep all night last night? I went to Dragon Palace last night and asked Father God for a complete range."

Feng Xie secretly thought in his heart, if it is not complete, he will kill back to the Dragon Palace and capture all the attendants of the Father God.

"Even the spiritual power of God the Father."

Xiao He wowed expressionlessly, looked at the kit, then looked at Feng Jue, lowered his head and gave him a hard smack on the face: "Feng Jue, why are you so awesome? I'm so moved that you are so considerate. Lah. But it’s not good to call your father a fish.”

Feng Xie took the opportunity to hug Xiao He's neck, bit him and kissed him back: "He can't hear again."

Xiao He hurriedly avoided: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet... But you should tell me sooner after you bring them back, so that I can classify them. They are all aquatic products. What if they fuse together?"

"No, no, we've been together all night, and we won't be able to integrate. Don't rush to do this, I'll take you to a place later."

Xiao He hung up the brochure bag again, slightly taken aback: "What surprises are there?"

Feng Xie thought to himself, this time it might just be frightened.

"I'm going to the underworld, you come with me."

"Because of Jiugui?"

Feng Xuan let out a long sigh: "Because of Ying Lin, he lost his home, and Father God asked me to take him back. Tsk, that's why I hate to owe favors to others. If it wasn't for asking him to help take Lingyuan this time, I would Too lazy to run errands for him."

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Just curious at first.

Because I haven't experienced it before, I haven't been in contact with it, so when the other party approaches, I can't help but want to lean over.

In Ying Lin's boring and old-fashioned divine life, the appearance of Yao Jin is undoubtedly a heresy.He was like a cluster of flames, falling into the vast ocean of Li Ze, without causing any ripples, but using his own destruction to make the water surface boil with steam.Ying Lin felt that his spiritual life should have nothing to do with "rebellion" and "violation of rules", because he is the rule of this world, if even he knows how to adapt, there will be no rules in this world.

So when Yao Jin was about to die, Ying Lin cut off contact with him without even thinking about it. On the one hand, he could not meddle in the affairs of the human world; If he died in this life, he would immediately enter the reincarnation of the next life, Ying Lin felt that it didn't matter.

With the blood crow incident in the Feng Clan, not only the human world but also the God Realm were affected by the devilish energy.In order to deal with these matters, Ying Lin couldn't leave his body for a long time. When he had some free time, he suddenly remembered that Yao Jin's punishment should be almost the same after so many years. According to the time calculation, it should be time for him to reincarnate.

A little further back, he should have grown up.

Thinking of this, Ying Lin felt inexplicably excited, and went to the mortal world to investigate while doing business in the lower realm.Ying Lin is very good at finding people, he is different from Feng Xie, that guy doesn't care much about anything, but Ying Lin is very sensitive to the smell of souls.But unexpectedly, Ying Lin searched for a long time in the lower realm, but did not find Yao Jin.

So maybe he hasn't reincarnated yet?

No, although Yao Jin is abominable, his guilt cannot last as long as 50 years. The efficiency of the people in the underworld is too low.

In the spirit of fairness and justice, Ying Lin decided to go to the underworld to have a look. As a supervisor, he would not allow severe punishments that did not match the facts to appear in the underworld.

But when he reached the Naihe Bridge aggressively, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. The soul of a ragged young man blew past him like a gust of wind, followed by several ghosts with green faces and fangs. Blocking the road in front, the young man's soul might be pushed to the bottom of the Naihe Bridge.

Ying Lin couldn't help but frowned and scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing, so reckless?"

These soul-chasing ghosts are relatively low-level, and they have never seen Shangshen, let alone imagined that Shangshen would go to a place like the underworld.They looked Ying Lin up and down, and saw that although his body was covered with lustrous silver light, he had a fresh face. In addition, the underworld was originally the territory of ghosts. .

Their attitude was arrogant, and they spoke in a very official tone: "Oh, who are you, don't stand in our way to capture the important criminal, get out of the way immediately. Also, trespassing into the underworld is a felony, hurry up before we report it to the judge. leave!"

Ying Lin cast a cold glance at the ghost guard in front of him, pointed to a brown plaque on the Naihe Bridge and said, "Please don't chase and fight on the bridge, isn't this the rule of the underworld?"

All the ghosts looked at each other in blank dismay, one of them, Xu Shi, had just taken office and wanted to show off in front of the old ghosts, so he stepped forward and wanted to push Ying Lin: "It's none of your business what the rules of the underworld are."

It's just that his hand didn't touch Ying Lin. As soon as the ghost's hand approached the silver light on the opponent's body, the little ghost suddenly screamed. He felt as if his hand was burned by flames—no, maybe it was struck by lightning, It's cold, it hurts, and it's smoking!

Seeing this situation, the old ghosts immediately realized that the person in front of them was an unusual person, and fled away jumping up and down, shouting as they fled, "Quickly report to Hades, someone is causing trouble!"

Ying Lin didn't pay any attention to them, he just smelled the familiar smell, turned around, and sure enough, he saw the young man who was chased just now sitting on the bridge, as if he didn't notice the quarrel on their side at all.Ying Lin stood there with a blank expression on his face. Visually, the distance between them was only a few steps away.

Ying Lin suddenly felt that he could not take a step forward.

That person...is indeed the one he was looking for.

He can see his appearance clearly from here. He is still at the age when he died. The appearance of the soul after death will stay at the moment of death, so there is a small hole running through the back of his head at the height of his forehead. Bleeding all the time—that was the cause of his death, from being shot.

In fact, compared to most souls, the boy's appearance is already very clean and good-looking. There are many ghosts who died in strange ways, such as those who were hanged to death, and those who fell to their brains and died... It's even more frightening.

Ying Lin has seen even more disgusting scenes, but looking at the bleeding hole, he suddenly felt scared, as if many things were not as simple as he imagined, some people... when it comes time to face it, they will It makes people want to escape.

Ying Lin finally walked over. The boy's hair was disheveled, half of his eyes were covered, but the corners of his lips were curled up, and his eyes were looking at the Naihe Bridge through his bangs. His emotions were not negative, but full of...expectation?

Naihe Bridge is the closest place to the human world. Any dead soul will pass through here to the underworld. This is also the limit that all souls in the underworld can reach. If they go further, they will not be able to move, unless they are reborn. It is impossible to leave here.

Ying Lin wanted to call him, but he opened his mouth and didn't know how to speak. He saw that the other party had wounds on his body, but because the wounds were caused after arriving in the underworld, they had almost healed, leaving only marks.There are traces of lightning strikes, as well as traces of fire. One can imagine what kind of torture the other party has experienced in the underworld to make him so scarred.

But he is now almost naked, and his clothes may have been torn during the torture.

Ying Lin has long thought that this guy has no relatives in the world, and according to his behavior, he will have no friends, and no one will burn paper for him, so he has been wearing this suit since he arrived in the underworld.

Ying Lin hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "You... what are you doing?"

The other party ignored him, just squatting there holding the pillars of the Naihe Bridge, as if curled up. Ying Lin suddenly thought of a saying that being bound for a long time and inflicting pain will produce physical memories for the tortured. It will also become the most comfortable position when being restrained, and it will become that way subconsciously.

But why did he have no response to his words? Could it be that the soul couldn't hear the voices from the outside world?

Ying Lin put away the divine light on his body, stretched out his hand and patted the boy on the shoulder, trying to get his attention.

The young man's long eyelashes flickered twice, and finally turned his head to look at him, only then did he realize the existence of the other party.His first reaction was fear. Although his eyes were still confused, fear was already welling up in his eyes.

——This guy is not doing well.

——But how well will the soul that is pressed into the eighteenth floor live.

The group of people chased him just now and said they wanted to arrest the important criminal. So, this guy escaped?How could it be, so many years have passed, how could he still be tortured, he should have been reincarnated long ago.

Ying Lin's heart fluctuated slightly, his face was still expressionless, he looked at the boy and asked repeatedly: "What are you doing?"

He was probably still afraid, and also keenly felt Ying Lin's strength, so he had no way to resist the other party's questioning.His pale and dry lips parted slightly, and a hoarse note came out: "No..."

It was only then that Ying Lin discovered that there was also a dark mark on his Adam's apple. Following that mark, he found that there was also an irregular circular shape on the opposite side of the neck through the neck—his throat had been inserted by a wire. , or maybe even the tongue was hooked out by the iron hook.Ying Lin scanned his body again, and found that there were still a few light red unhealed wounds on his body, like new wounds.He was suddenly very angry—how does the underworld work? The souls that should have been released a long time ago are still detained here. It seems that he wants to have a good chat with the judge. False and wrongful conviction.

Ying Lin squatted down in front of him, the young man's gaze changed from looking up to looking up, Ying Lin hesitated for a moment, tentatively took his hand, and seeing that the other party was not struggling, he slowly clenched it.

"Can you tell me what you're doing?"

Probably no one has ever been so close to him before. The young man felt like wanting to communicate with Ying Lin, but he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he hadn't talked to anyone for many years, as if he had lost the ability to speak.The boy didn't resist talking, but he forgot how to say it, he opened his mouth and let out an "ah".

The boy tried several times, but he couldn't say a few words completely. Ying Lin was not impatient, but he himself became impatient.

"Say it one word at a time, slowly."

Souls that have been dead for too long will lose part of their human senses, such as taste and smell, and then gradually lose memory, voice, and hearing... In fact, as long as the time is long enough, they don't need to drink Mengpo soup, time can take them away everything.

For souls, loss is the normal state, if any soul still has obsessions, it will become a ghost.

"Do not……"

Ying Lin nodded: "No?"

The boy thought for a while, then continued: "I don't remember..."

Ying Lin was mentally prepared, but still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

——He doesn’t remember, so he probably doesn’t even remember himself.After all, it has been so long and he has suffered so many punishments.

"Don't remember what you're doing here?"

The young man didn't answer, and looked down at the hands that the two were clasping. His hand was thin and pale, and it was held by Ying Lin like a chicken's paw, which made the young man shake his hand a few times uncomfortably.Ying Lin noticed his little movements, and couldn't help but licked the corners of his lips lightly, as if he was amused.

"Think about it, maybe you can remember it."

——Perhaps it wasn't the fault of the underworld, what if he escaped from the eighteenth floor because he couldn't stand the punishment?The Naihe Bridge is on the top floor. To get here, you must leave the [-]th floor. This behavior is equivalent to breaking out of prison.It is also possible to be repeatedly arrested and punished.

The young man might have been encouraged, he lowered his head and closed his eyes, making a reminiscing expression: "Wait..."

Ying Lin's pupils constricted slightly.

The boy frowned, with a look of pain on his face: "Wait for someone."

Ying Lin swallowed involuntarily, his Adam's apple slid up and down in the middle of his neck quickly, he didn't dare to ask "Who are you waiting for" or "Who has an appointment with you".Ying Lin is not a fool, the answer is ready to come out.It's just that he really didn't change until he died. When he was dying, he just informed him and asked him to come and see him being executed, but now he decided to wait here...Ying Lin was suddenly very angry. Is he angry for making his own way or is he angry about something.

He suddenly squeezed the young man's hand, and asked coldly, "How do you know that the person you are waiting for will come?"

The boy opened his eyes with a confused look on his face, then he pulled his hand back helplessly.

This seemed to be a trigger signal, Ying Lin suddenly stood up and took a step forward, almost pushing the boy off the bridge.His action startled the young man, who swished away like a monkey and looked at him warily.

Ying Lin looked at the water-red enchantment behind the other party representing the boundary between Yin and Yang, and stretched out his hand to him: "Come back, do you want to die?"

The young man twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression was very disdainful, he turned around and pointed the back of his head at Ying Lin, his stubborn back seemed to be saying - I am too lazy to talk to you, get out of here.

How can a person remain unchanged?If the person forgets all the memories about him, all the feelings of being with him, is he still the same person?Ying Lin gently retracted his fingers, his palm was empty, and the cold temperature made him feel unreal.

He walked over and picked up the boy from the ground by his collar, and grabbed his pale paw again: "I haven't finished asking, come here."

The young man didn't cooperate very much and struggled all the way, but was dragged by Ying Lin all the way to the middle of the bridge. Ying Lin gently pressed his shoulders and made him sit on the bridge. Too big, he can only follow orders.

Ying Lin squatted beside him and looked at him, his eyes were very cold, Ying Lin couldn't control this kind of thing, as the god of surveillance, it would be troublesome without a ruthless image, so his questioning was like extorting a confession—— Although this was not Ying Lin's original intention.

"Do you remember your name?"

Seeing that the resistance was futile, the boy pursed his lips after a long time and reluctantly shook his head.

Ying Lin squeezed his hand and asked softly, "Then do you remember who I am?"

The expression of contempt on the young man's face was obvious: "Who do you think...you...."

——Who cares about me? There is no need for me to know you.

Ying Lin thought, if he spoke quickly, he might jump up and point to his nose.He was actually a little angry by the scene he imagined, and his majestic eyes narrowed slightly: "But I know who you are."

"who I am?"

"Why tell you?"

"..."

After Ying Lin finished speaking, he ignored him, and directly let go of his hand, stood up and walked to the other side of the Naihe Bridge. The young man sat blankly for a while, then got up from the ground and ran towards Ying Lin. He stopped again, looked back at Naihe Qiaotou, and at Ying Lin's back, finally made up his mind and ran towards Ying Lin.

Ying Lin walked forward unhurriedly, the boy's footsteps were not as steady as his, but he followed closely behind him, Ying Lin sometimes deliberately slowed down, and the people following him would also slow down, keeping a distance, as if afraid of him Suddenly turn around and hit him.

Perhaps because he was following Ying Lin, the ghosts that had been seen everywhere in the past did not appear. The young man gradually relaxed and consciously shortened the distance between the two of them.When turning another corner, the young man finally followed up. He reached out and grabbed Ying Lin's wrist, pulling him to stop.

Ying Lin thought it was funny, but he still kept a straight face and said blankly, "What are you following me for?"

The young man looked at Ying Lin, then at the distance, pointed at the huge building over there and said, "I can't go."

"why?"

"It's... very powerful, I can't pass it."

The place he was referring to was the Palace of the King of Hades, and a soul like a young man was not qualified to approach it.He still remembers one time when he was escaping, he ran into a building in a panic, and was immediately thrown out, and then a group of ghosts rushed up and arrested him.

That time the punishment was very heavy, such as ten thousand ghosts eating his heart, ten thousand cuts to pieces... In short, the punishment on the [-]th floor was given to him one by one, so the memory is especially fresh.

Ying Lin looked down at the young man holding his hand, and suddenly wanted to touch his head and tell him not to be afraid, but luckily he held back.

He said a little difficultly: "If you remember who I am, or who you are, I won't go there."

The teenager looked at him for a while, then let go of his hand in disappointment, and waved to him with a "I wish you peace".

Ying Lin: "..."

Ying Lin sat down on a stone by the side of the road, then patted himself next to him: "Come here."

The boy ran over obediently this time.

"Have you ever had Mengpo soup?"

The other party shook his head: "You know... who I am, you can tell me directly." Why must he remember it by himself, if he can remember it, he remembered it decades ago, so why wait until now?

Well, I have never drank Mengpo soup, so I don't know if it will restore my memory if I stimulate it.

"Well, your name was Yao Jin in your previous life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy's eyes lit up, probably the name was something that had troubled him for a long time.When he first came here, he remembered everything, including his name, what he had experienced in his previous life, and how he died.

But after being punished too much, the ghost here is very understanding, every time it hurts him very much, he can't help but faint, and when he wakes up after fainting, he will forget something.Time after time, more and more things are forgotten, but less and less things can be remembered.

Later, the only thing left was waiting for someone at Naihe Qiaotou, which became his only memory.

A ghost persuaded him in private, let him survive this period, don't run away again, and then he can get the chance of reincarnation.But he is not willing to do that. Forgetting a little bit is a terrible thing. What's even more frightening is that he can realize that he is forgetting.

Yao Jin firmly remembered his only memory, and in order to remember it in the endless punishment, Yao Jin tried every means to escape-he would never forget this, because he would be caught back every time.But he was very scared subconsciously, afraid that he would wake up one day and forget why he ran away.

But now he knows another important thing about himself. It turns out that his name is Yao Jin.

He finally brought a smile to his eyes, and looked at Ying Lin carefully - he didn't seem to be lying, so his name should be Yao Jin.

Ying Lin pressed his disheveled head: "Are you happy?"

Yao Jin nodded: "What else do you know?"

"Equivalent exchange, you should remember something about me before I can tell you." After Ying Lin finished speaking, he added viciously: "If you remember one thing, I will tell you one thing."

Although Yao Jin had no memory, his mind recovered a lot. He thought about it carefully and said, "The person I'm waiting for...is you?"

Ying Lin's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly felt...he seemed to have dug a hole for himself.

Seeing that he was silent, Yao Jin raised the corners of his lips slyly: "I'm right."

He used the declarative sentence confidently, and Ying Lin's deflated appearance made him very happy.

"It's my turn. Who are you? Why am I waiting for you?"

Ying Lin sighed inwardly: "You can guess one question, but I can only answer one question."

"Okay, let's change it... what agreement do we have?"

Yao Jin is very smart, he can get more information by asking such questions.But Ying Lin was uncontrollably sad, instead of the vague feelings like last time, he could clearly feel his emotions this time.

He wanted to say that there was no agreement between them, and his waiting...was nothing more than a self-indulgent wait.What if he doesn't come, will he wait like this?Because according to his personality, if it wasn't for a whim, it would be absolutely impossible to come to this kind of place, let alone want to come to him, he shouldn't be so confident...

Ying Lin suddenly understood that he was angry just now not because of Yao Jin's self-assessed waiting, but because...he really didn't promise anything to him.He couldn't measure the relationship between himself and Yao Jin, maybe it's refreshing, mortals and gods... these few words can sum up the relationship between them.Ying Lin was angry precisely because when Yao Jin asked "What agreement do we have", he couldn't give an answer that would make the other party happy.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Yao Jin couldn't help but put his face closer: "Hey, are you deaf?"

— “Hey, are you deaf?”

——He is indeed a dragon...

Ying Lin recalled the scene when they first met, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips: "I'm a dragon."

"Bah! Answer my question!"

Ying Lin finally put his paw on the top of Yao Jin's head and rubbed it twice: "There is no agreement between us, but you waited rightly, didn't I come here?"

"Liar, there is no agreement on why I would wait for you."

"..." You should ask yourself this.

Ying Lin withdrew his hand expressionlessly: "Okay, go on, what else do you think of?"

Yao Jin pouted: "Must it be about you?"

"It has to be. It's unfair that I'm the only one who remembers. I don't like other people playing amnesia with me."

Yao Jin gnawed his pale and skinny paws and thought hard. Occasionally, a few fragments flashed through his head, but he couldn't catch them at all: "I can't remember, but, although you look very unreliable now, you must be a good person." Well, very good kind of..."

Ying Lin was puzzled: "How do you know this?"

Yao Jin stretched out his arm, which was full of scars. He pouted and showed Ying Lin: "Look, it's a wound. They say that the reason why you have to be punished after death is because you did a lot of bad things while you were alive." .I must have been very bad before...but I have to wait for you, which means that you are good to me and can treat bad people well, so you must be a good person."

"..."

Yao Jin waved his hand in front of him suspiciously: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ying Lin let out a long breath, suppressing the turbulent emotions.His voice changed a little, he was no longer so calm: "I didn't treat you very well, I..." treated you very badly, not even one thousandth of that idiot Feng Xie was so kind.

"Liar!"

"..."

Yao Jin pointed at his nose and shouted: "You treat me badly and you didn't make an agreement with me, so why should I wait for you? Do you think I'm an idiot!"

"..." You really are a fucking idiot.

Ying Lin sighed helplessly: "Okay, you won, what do you want to know?"

Yao Jin tapped his lips with a finger and thought for a while: "Actually, there's nothing else I want to know, because I can't remember at all... Ah, then tell me your name."

Ying Lin couldn't help becoming nervous: "...Ying Lin."

Yao Jin blinked, and approached Ying Lin: "What's your name? Speak up!"

The other party looked at him with a pair of dark eyes, his pupils clearly reflected his dirty face: "My name is Ying Lin."

"Ying Lin..."

he repeated.

Color, gray, black and white...

As Yao Jin murmured, countless cut-off pictures were like rags, pieced together by memory lines, and turned into a huge oil painting.Yao Jin saw himself standing in the center of the oil painting, with thick and colorful memories under his feet, all of which were related to a man named Ying Lin.

The first time he blocked a gun for himself, and the bullet pierced through his shoulder; the first time he was chased together, he held himself in his arms, and pointed his back at the long knives inserted into the haystack; and He stood on the top of the wall and stretched out his hand to him, saying that if you don’t climb up again, I will drop you; and he is still holding a stack of high school textbooks in front of him, threatening him not to come to him again if he doesn’t learn these...

Yao Jin's oil paintings become more colorful as they extend outwards, Ying Lin meddles in his own business, and sometimes acts like a mother-in-law... His cooking is particularly unpalatable, but he is the only one who cooks for himself other than the nanny.Yao Jin recalled that the other party expressed and hinted many times that he would leave this place of right and wrong, but every time he was treated as the other party's dislike for him and threw a tantrum, but that guy would never get angry. Complete immunity.

——Because he is colder, he can hold back for a week without saying a word to him, and the final result will always be that he himself is anxious to death, and the other party is fine.

At the end of the picture, there is the black muzzle of the gun, and that unforgettable torrential rain.

Yao Jin slowly closed his eyes, a little grievance surfaced from the emotion in his heart—he saved him so many times, why didn't he even show his face the last time, he forced him to learn those boring knowledge, forced him to follow the ordinary Everyone chooses university...but he is obviously a dragon!Why are you such a mother-in-law!

Yao Jin had seen Ying Linlong's appearance more than once, the first time was after they had turned upside down, Ying Lin thought he was still sleeping, so he sneaked into the bathroom to take a bath.Yao Jin wanted to scare him, but he saw him through the crack of the door. He was lying in the water, with silver and beautiful dragon tails twisted and piled up in the bathtub. Ying Lin closed his eyes, and two huge dragon horns came from The top of his head stuck out, and he was strong and handsome.Legend has it that the horns of a dragon are similar to those of a buck, but after seeing it with your own eyes, you will know that it is incomparable to any known creature.

Scales, tails, and horns...

Yao Jin's heart was beating very fast, not because he was frightened, but because he was excited——Ying Lin is actually a dragon!He has a dragon!

He didn't break in, and sneaked back to the bed to lie down and pretend to be asleep. The chaotic thoughts in his head made him unable to calm down.Yao Jin did not have a childhood worth remembering, and there were no sweet fairy tales in his brain circuit, but after seeing Ying Lin's real body with his own eyes, he couldn't help but imagine-whether this guy was sent by the gods. protector?

Yao Jin has never had a good impression of this thief God. If there are gods in the world, they will definitely not be friendly to him. On the contrary, fate is too harsh on him, and good things never happen to him.But from that day on, Yao Jin was suddenly secretly grateful, it turned out that he was fair, after taking away all the happiness that should belong to a normal person, he actually gave him such a big gift.

Ying Lin is his, Ying Lin is his, it's his!

Yao Jin wanted to say this loudly to everyone, but he didn't dare. He occasionally had nightmares, dreaming that after showing off his lover to others as a dragon, Ying Lin sadly told him that his identity had been exposed. Yao Jin felt that it was very reasonable to have to leave. The Tianluo girl and the Seven Fairies were both known to leave by mortals. He had to pretend not to know, so that Ying Lin would be by his side forever.

So Yao Jin was so stubborn after death, stubbornly waiting for him to come to him.He didn't listen to Ying Lin's advice and ended up like that, but he already knew that he was wrong, he regretted it, it doesn't matter if he goes to hell, it doesn't matter if he becomes a ghost or something... because if the other party is a god, he can definitely Anyone who comes to this place will definitely...will come to him.

Ying Lin never knew what Yao Jin thought of him. He felt that he could not meddle too much in mortal affairs, and he thought he had never interfered too much in anyone's life, but he didn't know...he had meddled enough.Maybe he was really strict with himself at first, but after the first time, there will be the second time, and the third time...

——Until his existence became an indispensable part of Yao Jin's life, even... the whole.

"Liar..."

Ying Lin heard Yao Jin say softly, "You obviously... treat me very well."

Ying Lin sighed, and the dragon claw patted him on the head again: "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's..." Continue.

Before he could say the last two words, the pale boy suddenly opened his eyes, and then slammed his head into his arms. Ying Lin was knocked to the ground by him unexpectedly, and before he got up, he hugged the boy Suddenly he burst into tears, and he yelled, "Why did you come here!"

Ghosts don't have tears, but they cry loudly, whining, howling like ghosts and wolves.

Ying Lin relaxed his body and let the other party lie on his chest and cry loudly. He lay there looking at the endless abyss above his head, and felt that he was sinking into a deeper abyss, where there were no rules and principles, and there was no need to restrain himself , there is no need to abide by any rules and regulations... While it is full of desires and sins, it can accommodate the depravity of gods.

He gently hugged the soul stuck to his chest. The other party was so fragile that he could crush his soul with a single finger, but... he was very persistent.

——I just came to see if you have been reincarnated.

——I won't take you away.

——I...can't take you away.

Why not?But if he is no longer the Shengmo of the God Realm, is it all right?

Ying Lin patted him on the back, and finally told the first lie in his life: "I... lost my way."

Yao Jin hiccupped and muttered, "You're lying again..."

Ying Lin hummed: "Yes."

"..."

"Have you cried enough?"

"……enough."

Ying Lin said coldly, "Then why are you lying on top of me?"

"Fuck! Who wants to lie down!"

Ying Lin got up from the ground, took Yao Jin's hand and walked towards the Palace of the King of Hell. The latter was so frightened that he almost lay down on the ground and said, "I can't go! I won't go there!"

"If you play rogue again, I'll throw you under the Naihe Bridge to feed the ghosts."

"..."

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When Feng Xi brought Xiao He to arrive, he faced such a scene. He looked at the expressionless Ying Lin and the aching Yan Wang, the veins on his forehead jumped and jumped, and after a long time, he finally endured. He asked with a temper: "Who is coming...