Can the villain be coaxed today?

In the early morning of the next day, Shi Bantang woke up in the sunlight that filled the room.

His work and rest are not very good, and he often sleeps until the sun rises before waking up. There is no such bright sunshine in the Ghost Palace. The place is densely covered with jungles, and the mountains and trees block out the sky. Even in the early morning, there will not be such a warm sun shining into the house. inside.

He immediately understood that this was not the Ghost King Palace.

There were two pillows on the bed, one under his head and one beside his ears, with a slight depression in the middle, and the mattress had traces of another person sleeping on it.

Lord Ghost King's face paled, staring at the trace and meditating: Damn it, could it be that someone took advantage of my weakness last night...

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and Shen Yan walked in.

He was wearing simple clothes, an apron around his waist, and he was holding a tray with a steaming bowl of... I don't know what it was.

When he saw Shi Bantang, his eyes froze for a moment, as if a little at a loss, he just stared at him for a long time, standing motionless at the door like a sculpture.

Shi Wantang: "What are you looking at?"

He couldn't bear to speak, obviously he was still angry, he threw back the quilt and lay back, this time he turned over and pointed his butt at Shen Yan.

There was a slight creaking sound from behind, as if Shen Yan closed the door again.

The cloth rustled, and he walked slowly to the bed.

Shi Bantang didn't really want to see him at the moment, he didn't turn his head, the bed beside him was slightly sunken, and he felt a familiar aura approaching.

After a while, a warm hand reached out and easily squeezed into his palm.

He decisively shook off that hand, "Go away, don't touch me, annoying." His voice still sounded slightly hoarse with the sequelae of being strangled yesterday.

The other party came up to him relentlessly, and said in a low voice: "Master Wantang, get up..."

He flung it away again, and Shen Yan entangled him again. This cycle happened three or four times. Finally, he got impatient and suddenly got up, "Shen Yan, you are fucking sick——"

The sick Shen Yan leaned over and hugged him tightly.

"..."

The man hugged him, his heartbeat gradually became calm and slow, and he lightly kissed him on the temples, and Shi Bantang immediately lost all temper.

Shen Yan kissed his temple, and then kissed his ear, as if it wasn't enough, it gradually moved to the end of his eyes.

"Master Wantang, I'm back."

He looked into his eyes seriously and said seriously.

The hot breaths of the two were intertwined, and Shi Bantang's throat moved, moving down from his swirling eyes to his soft lips.

"...Aren't you leaving?"

Maybe because he sensed some other meanings in Shen Yan's words, he continued like this.

Shen Yan rubbed the tip of his nose with a smile, "Well, don't go."

Shi Bantang rubbed against him so much that the bastard's mouth was just a thin line away from him, but he refused to kiss him. He grasped the cloth at hand tightly, took a deep breath, and decided that he could not take the initiative this time no matter what. Can't make him look like a majestic ghost king, like a hungry ghost.

Shen Yan didn't know if he saw his intentions, his eyes were calm and unmoving, but his lips always rubbed against the corners of his lips in a nonchalant way, intentionally teasing people, making him furious but not caring, Shi Bantang endured it for a moment , couldn't bear it anymore, overturned him, and knelt down on his hips, "Can you give me a good time?"

He grabbed Shen Yan's neckline and asked viciously, and immediately kissed him without any scruples. Shen Yan showed a little triumphant smile, clasped the back of his head, and stuck out the tip of his tongue tentatively.

Shi Wantang is a half-assed person in the Internet, he looks wild, but in fact he is clumsy and young. How has he ever experienced Shen Yan, a master of modern and so on?After a while, the whole person became dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, he was already crushed by Shen Yan.

Mr. Shen was breathing unevenly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He stroked Shi Bantang's lips that were kissed bright red with his thumb, "Are you still here?"

Shi Wantang looked like a dead fish being squeezed dry, his eyes were dull, "Shen Yan, I never expected you to be such a person."

Shen Yan laughed, "Okay, get up, and I'll make you breakfast."

Breakfast is a bowl of steaming pumpkin porridge, served with two soft steamed buns. Shi Bantang sat at the table, only to find that his hands were tied into two mummies, "...what is this?"

Shen Yan tore open the steamed bun, took a look, "Ask me? Who scratched himself into rags? If it wasn't for wrapping you in this layer, you would be crying in pain right now."

"..." Shi Wantang: "Master Ghost King is as strong as steel, he never cries."

Shen Yan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him leisurely.

"Ah."

Lord Ghost King was stimulated by his contemptuous eyes, and was about to get angry, when a golden object flew in from the door, crashing into his arms, "Hey——"

He was stunned for a moment, and recognized his daughter by the familiar cry, held it up and down and looked at it many times in amazement, and finally stroked its thick and beautiful feathers, and said melancholy: "I just fell asleep for my father." , why have you changed? You have become so good-looking, even my father didn't recognize you just now."

Shen Yan soaked the steamed buns into the porridge for him, the soaking was soft and warm, and handed it to his lips, "It should have evolved, after all, Suzaku is a divine bird, and its previous form was a newly hatched chick, with the sound of feathers Before it grows, it looks like a bald and ugly chicken."

Suzaku was not very intelligent, but he understood the words bald and ugly, turned his head angrily, and chirped at him twice threateningly.

Shen Yan didn't move for eight minutes, and concentrated on feeding Shi Bantang.

"Hmm." Lord Ghost King swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns in confusion, and said, "Then should we give it a name? We can't keep calling it Suzaku Suzaku, right? It's so stinky, let me think about it, what should I call it... "

Shen Yan: "Like a flower."

"what?"

"It likes flowers so much, it might as well be called Ruhua."

... Shi Wantang thought the name was very vulgar, so he frowned, and was about to refute, when Suzaku suddenly glared at Mung Dou, and called "Diva, Diva" cheerfully.

Shen Yan took the time to glance at it: "Look, I said it likes it."

Shi Wantang: "..."

The name of the majestic Suzaku bird was hastily determined in this way.After dinner, Shen Yan cleaned up the dishes and cleaned the courtyard. Someone in Xuelin Peak cleaned it regularly, but Shen Yaozhou was not a smoker. After sweeping away the snow little by little, Shi Bantang leaned against the door frame, gnawing on the remaining white steamed buns bored.

He stared at Can Xue on the ground for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked around, asking, "Where is this?"

After waking up to now, more than half an hour later, Lord Ghost King finally remembered this important question.

Shen Yan didn't raise his head: "Xuelin Peak."

Shi Bantang got a melon seed stuck in his front teeth, and paused, "...Kunlun Palace?"

"Ok?"

He suddenly shouted: "Ruhua!"

"Girl Ruhua" was still immersed in the joy of her new name, and jumped down from the roof happily.

"Chirp—chirp—"

Shi Bantang grabbed her paw and put it into his arms resolutely, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, daughter, I will take you away as a father!"

Shen Yan blocked the way of the "father and daughter" with a broom.

"where to?"

It is rare for Shi Bantang to put on such a righteous face, even his straight waist is full of righteousness, "The Kunlun Palace does not distinguish right from wrong, black from right, and I disdain to be with such villains... Such a big enemy Do you blame Shen Yan so much that you let me stay here because you want me to die?!"

"Didn't you do it?"

Shi Wantang said: "Didn't they not believe it?"

"...They don't need to believe it." Shen Yanyun said lightly, "They just need to know the facts."

"What do you mean?"

Shen Yan pressed his brows hard to express his hatred for iron and steel, "Listen, we don't want to prove anything to the world, and we don't need to seek their trust, but we can't just resist what we haven't done before. Things, once you are casual this time, there will be more out-of-the-box things to put your name on in the future, and you will fight hard, just because you have a clear conscience."

Shi Bantang was poked back by him, staring straight at the sky, after a while, he curled his lips and muttered: "You are the one who thinks the most..."

Having said that, he never brought up the topic of leaving again, even though he didn't like this place, even though he was besieged by five immortals just yesterday, even though it was only a few miles away from Xuelin Peak that he hated the most. But Shen Yan is here, he said that we can't resist the things we haven't done, so all the unhappiness can be temporarily suppressed.

In the afternoon, Wangshu brought them daily necessities.

According to Shen Yan's instructions, he brought a lot of melons, fruits and fresh vegetables, as well as various pots and pans, and placed them in the kitchen one by one, then took out twelve cosmos bags from his pocket, and said without interest: " Senior Brother Shen, what you want...plants, wood, quilts, cloaks, cotton boots, cloth, tables, chairs, vases..."

"Thanks for your hard work." Shen Yan interrupted him, "When you go down, please take away the garbage at the courtyard gate, thank you."

Wang Shu: "..."

He looked in the back room, but he didn't see Shi Bantang's person, his expression was a little hesitant, and when he noticed that his expression was different, Shen Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

Wang Shu hesitated to speak for a while, but finally opened his mouth, "Brother, I heard that you want to prove to the immortals that people were not killed by His Highness the Ghost King, you... where do you plan to start?"

Shen Yan: "I have no clue yet."

Wang Shu said: "Brother, the head teacher said that he will only give you three days, half a day has passed by now."

"I know." Senior Brother Shen didn't panic at all, "I can't eat hot tofu if I'm impatient, so I have to take my time."

"..."

Ancestor, you also have to have time to take your time.

He scratched his hair in distress, and seemed to be struggling between whether to say or not to say. After hesitating for a long time, he finally let out a breath and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, I have interrogated Nalan Shiming, and his testimony has a lot to do with it." I heard that you were looking for evidence, so I didn’t let him go, and now he’s being held in the drifting cave, don’t worry, I’ve specially arranged for people to check regularly and keep strict guards, he will never escape from Kunlun.”

Shen Yan gave him a slightly surprised look.

He considered his words carefully, thinking: "When Shi Bantang was in Kunlun Palace before, was he close to you..."

"Brother, why did you ask this question?"

He raised his eyes meaningfully, "If you don't get close, why do you do your best? Don't say it's for me, look at the book, you are not a person who worries about nothing." After a pause, he continued: "But in my impression, Shi Wan Tang doesn't seem to have a good relationship with the seniors."

Wang Shu smiled dryly, "Hehe."

Shen Yan: "Huh?"

He fell silent suddenly, as if he had made up his mind not to reveal another word. Shen Yan thought of the "Lingyou" that Shi Bantang had been murmuring in his coma, and vaguely felt that what happened to Shi Bantang in the Kunlun Palace back then might not be the same. It's not perfect, at least looking at the book in front of you... you may have noticed some clues.

Wang Shu didn't stay for too long, he breathed with him vaguely, and then hurried down the mountain—of course, he took the garbage with him before leaving.

Shi Bantang slowly came out of the house holding a plate of cakes. The cakes were steamed by Shen Yan, and they were steaming. He ate so much that he smacked his tongue and said vaguely: "Who? Your junior brother? Come on!" Well?"

Shi Wantang's eyes were clear, and the strangeness in it did not seem to be fake. He glanced at Wang Shu's back, probably didn't recognize it, and frowned slightly, then curled his lips and ignored it, and continued to eat pastries.

Shen Yan shook off a thick fox fur cloak, and waved at him, "Come, come here."

Shi Bantang stepped on the heels of his soft shoes and walked slowly through the veranda.

When he approached, Shen Yan hurriedly put the cloak on his shoulders, the fluffy fur collar made him itchy slightly, subconsciously flinched, Shen Yan grabbed his collar, "Don't move."

Lord Ghost King "cut" and obediently remained still.

Shen Yanzai carefully tied the straps one by one, and asked him, "Is it warm?"

Shi Wantang stretched out his hand, looked left and right, a little disgusted, "It's too thick, it's inconvenient to fight."

"Why are you fighting?"

"There are always evildoers who want to harm me!" He replied without thinking, Shen Yan glanced at him indifferently, and suddenly pulled the tie around the neckline forcefully, Shi Wantang: "Fuck, fuck, fuck... Shen Yan ! You murdered?!"

"Who the fuck?" Shen Yan took out his hair for him, and said softly, "Isn't you the biggest evildoer in the world? You are so good-looking, so strong, extremely smart, um, and you have a very good figure." .”

"It makes sense." Shi Wantang first echoed in a serious manner, and then reacted and asked, "How do you know that I am in good shape?"

Shen Yan didn't even move his eyelids, "Who do you think washed you up last night? Come on, lift your feet."

Shi Bantang raised his feet instinctively, Shen Yan took off his thin soft shoes and put on the thick boots.Shi Bantang was so wobbly that he had no choice but to stretch out a hand to support Shen Yan's shoulder, "...In this way, Shen, have you seen all the beautiful flesh/body of this seat? "

Shen Yan: "How?"

This time, Shi Wantang thought about it for a moment, but he didn't blush, "Well... it's reciprocal, you have to compensate me."

After changing the two shoes, Shen Yan got up and held his hand, with a dozen Qiankun bags in his other hand, "How to compensate?"

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you." Shi Wantang said with a straight face, "Just let me touch your abdominal muscles."

"..."

Shen Yan paused.

"You..." He thought it was funny, "Are you still thinking about this?"

Shi Wantang gave him a displeased look, and said, "I am a dedicated and good man."

"...Okay, okay." He let go, "But you have to wait."

"Wait for what?"

"Wait... I'll talk about it when the time comes... At that time, don't talk about touching, you can be a washboard."

When I take off all the disguises and can show the most authentic appearance without any scruples, then I will tell you where I came from, where I am going, and where I am staying.

I'll tell you that Shen Yan has abs, really.

The author has something to say: small daily life, warm and sweet