Old Fogey Goes Down The Mountain

Shuo Zong: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Wei Xi didn't know how to explain it, so he could only lazily stretch out his body, bury his head in the pillow and let out a low hum.

Seeing that he really looked very uncomfortable, Shuo Zong also became worried, and even put aside his anger and wanted to go forward to check.

In the next second, Wei Xi lifted the quilt as if he couldn't take it anymore, revealing his own thin, white legs.

Shuo Zong: "........."

Wei Xi hugged the quilt and dawdled, shaking and shivering, but still couldn't figure out what to do: "It's uncomfortable..."

Shuo Zong was so angry that he directly pulled the quilt and covered him: "Hold it!"

The apprentice didn't seem to be in a good mood, but Wei Xi didn't expect to get help, so he could only bear with it and groaned uncomfortably.

His voice was high and low, very different from his usual speech, like wrapped in a ball of lingering toffee, mixed with a moist nasal voice, so ambiguous that water dripped out.

The temperature in the room was already so high that it was about to burn, and every air molecule in the darkness was restlessly agitating.

Shuo Zong took one look at him and turned his back, but he couldn't cut off his ears. He was sleeping on his side, staring at the transparent bathroom cubicle in front of him, his face was expressionless, and his lips were still hot and humid.

The smell left by Wei Xi after sucking it remained on it.

He remembered the look he saw before turning around, Wei Xi's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were wet, as if they were full of drops of water.

Wei Xi tossed and turned, and the more he rubbed, the more uncomfortable he felt. He felt an unprecedented crisis in his life. At this moment, his body was so uncomfortable that he seemed to be dying.

Fortunately, just when he felt that he was about to explode, the apprentice who had been silent on the side of the bed finally turned his head, his face tense, and met his eyes firmly.

"come over."

The other party's voice was somehow low, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

Out of trust in his apprentice, Wei Xi subconsciously approached the past.

The apprentice raised his arms, grabbed the quilt he held in his arms and shook it, tightly covering his body.

*********************Light Light************************

Wei Xi lay on his back under the quilt with a blank mind, too tired to open his eyes, watching his apprentice get up and leave, unable to raise his voice even if he wanted to speak, his whole body seemed to have been roasted and melted.

"Lu Que." He was lying on the bed panting, his eyes were red, and he asked his apprentice in a low voice, "Did Master be poisoned just now? Or was he plotted against?"

"..." Shuo Zong took out a tissue, squeezed the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can after wiping his hands, really wanting to curse.But when he caught sight of those misty eyes, and thought of how the other party was trying to hold back but couldn't control his voice, he could only answer calmly, "Nothing, it's just a normal body reaction. You think too much."

Knowing that he was not poisoned, Wei Xi's guard finally calmed down a lot, and he couldn't help thinking about it, and concluded shamelessly: "It's quite comfortable."

Shuo Zong: "..."

Wei Xi praised his apprentice again without hesitation: "You are very good."

Shuo Zong gritted his teeth and went to bed: "...shut up, stop talking."

Wei Xi watched his apprentice get into the quilt quickly, and he was lazy at the moment, but he didn't want to sleep too much. Thinking of what the second apprentice said to him just now, he couldn't help asking: "Normal reaction, Queer, you also reacted Is it?"

The apprentice ignored him, and stopped talking after lying down. Wei Xi could only hear his slightly heavy breathing, and was a little worried for a while, so he simply reached into the other's bed to feel for himself, trying to make sure.

This normal reaction is uncomfortable.

As a result, his hand was grabbed just as soon as he got under the quilt. The apprentice's palm burned like a fire, and his five fingers clasped his wrist tightly: "What are you going to do again?"

Wei Xi raised his body, looked closely at his expression, and saw a tense face.He met those persuasive eyes, and stroked the other's hair with concern: "Your leg is still hurt, where is it uncomfortable, Master will help you."

The apprentice's stagnant aura, like the bowstrings all over his body, dissipated as soon as his words fell to the ground.

Shuo Zong looked at Wei Xi's worried expression complicatedly. After a long while, he finally couldn't get angry and could only sigh helplessly. He probably sighed more times during this period than in the previous half of his life combined.

He took out the hand that was caught by him under the quilt, lifted the quilt to cover Wei Xi who was coming over, and then raised his hand to touch the curly hair of the other party. Press your head back on the pillow: "Don't move, go to sleep."

Wei Xi was pulled into the quilt, and was instantly enveloped by the warm yang energy of his apprentice. He couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh, and immediately felt drowsy.

But being a teacher is a little bit of worry after all, he was so sleepy that he still didn't forget to ask: "Are you really feeling well? Does your leg still hurt..."

Shuo Zong's chin rested on his fluffy hair, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The time, space and people of the past and present were intricately intertwined in his mind, and he was fixed on this Wei Xi who cared about his "injury". It took a long while to answer in a low voice: "I'm fine."

Surrounded by Yang Qi, Wei Xi was extremely comfortable. After receiving the answer, he gave a muffled hum, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

He had a dream.

The dream was chaotic, as if his broken memories had been mixed into one ball, with no beginning and no end, it was very difficult to understand.

He seemed to be fighting with someone, his mind was excited, his eyes were bloodshot, and he just wanted to eat the other person in one bite.

How can this work, Wei Dedao knows it is time to be a demon again.

Thinking of this, Wei Xi lazily moved closer to the warm breath in his sleep. At the same time, the apprentice holding him in his arms suddenly opened his eyes awe-inspiringly.

His cheeks seemed to be scalded by fire.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, only to realize that Wei Xi had actually put the white jade pendant beside his pillow. The jade pendant was crazily hot, as hot as a gas stove.

Something weird, Shuo Zong raised his hand and brushed it aside indifferently, probably startled by his movement, the head in his arms uttered a few words in his sleep.

Shuo Zong glanced down, raised his hand to touch it twice, and closed his eyes again.

Unexpectedly, not long after Qianmian, a voice suddenly cracked like thunder in my mind: "Separate!!!!"

The voice was old and angry, and Shuo Zong opened his eyes immediately, but the room was dim, and there was no movement except Wei Xi's breathing.

After thinking for a while, he felt that he might have had some strange dream, and closed his eyes hesitantly.

Not long after-

"stand up!!!!"

"release!!!"

"What did you do!!!"

Shuo Zong fell asleep again and again and was woken up hysterically. Even the gods would be angry if his rest was disturbed like this.But he couldn't find the source of the sound no matter what, and he scanned the room, but there was no sinister energy at all, let alone any ghosts and monsters.

He couldn't help frowning, the hotel in the mountain was really weird, it was so disturbing that people couldn't rest.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking down at Wei Xi, only to see that Wei Xi was sleeping soundly, his hair was fluffy and messy, his breathing was even, his eyebrows were stretched, not to mention how peaceful he was.

Shuo Zong was stunned, raised his hand and stroked the other party's forehead hair, thinking that they were in the same room, did the voice not bother him?

Is it your own hallucination?

Thinking so, he leaned back on the pillow and slowly closed his eyes.

After a moment-

"separate!!!"

There was another thunderous roar in his mind.

Shuo Zong opened his bloodshot eyes, looking at the dark and quiet room.

Can it be okay?

****

The next day, Wei Xi woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his apprentice was awake, staring at him deeply.

He yawned: "Woke up so early?"

The apprentice looked down, with a complicated expression on his face, and asked hesitantly, "Did you... have a dream last night?"

"I've done it." Wei Xi leaned into the opponent's chest and took two breaths of yang energy. He recalled it, but he couldn't remember the dream clearly. Eating, after the other party bumped into him, he didn't forcefully drive him away, so he ate very full, as if he had eaten enough of his apprentice's yang energy yesterday, and he was extremely comfortable.So overall: "It was a good dream."

Shuo Zong: "..."

Seeing his expression, Wei Xi was stunned: "Teacher, are you dreaming too? Didn't you sleep well?"

Shuo Zong: "..."

It's not just that I didn't sleep well.

This night, he was so noisy that he couldn't fall asleep at all.