The cat master of this seat

a row of—

Jade stone.

Yun Chi held the quilt with his hands, wanting to strangle Zhuang Yin to death.

He only said that the two of them finally got married, but he didn't think it was such a thing.

No wonder he is smiling so much today...

Yun Chi was angry and helpless, but he saw his disciple's shoulders and neck trembling, obviously struggling to hold back his laughter.

Song Shiyue's eyes fell on the bed, and he took a step ahead before the master became angry and brushed the thing out of the bed.

One of them was held in his hand.

Yun Chi blushed with embarrassment, and hurried to grab it, but his apprentice avoided him.

Song Shiyue weighed it up and looked at Master meaningfully, "Master asked me to watch this, do you want to try it?"

"..." Yun Chi was speechless.

He didn't read it beforehand, how could he know that kid Zhuang Yin would be so crazy.

"Huh?" Song Shiyue looked down for a while, then gave a "tsk", and threw it on the ground with some disgust, making a ringing sound.

Yun Chi couldn't bear to look directly at it, and didn't even dare to imagine what kind of scene that thing would be.

But it wasn't too long before he was ashamed, Song Shiyue had already started to attack the city.

"Master is mine, everything is mine."

The wind blows outside the window, the young leaves of willows flap each other, and the night is getting late.

The bed curtain swayed, and the moon outside the window crawled in, flickering and flickering in the pool of spring water on the gauze curtain.

***

Chu Ke came out of the room, yawning, when he suddenly saw Yun Chi and Song Shiyue coming from the other end of the corridor.

He waved his hands and said hello: "Brother Ling Qiu, sister-in-law!"

Song Shiyue was quite satisfied with his title, and nodded to him with interest.

Chu Ke realized later: "Didn't sister-in-law sleep in the room next to me? Why did you come out of Brother Ling Qiu's room again?"

"because……"

Yun Chi's hand quietly pinched him behind his back, and he made eye contact to signal him to speak properly.

"Cough..." Song Shiyue wrapped his fingers around the master, and said with a smile, "Because the master is afraid of the dark, he dare not sleep alone."

Yun Chi: "..."

"Ah?" Chu Ke had a strange look on his face, "Really? Brother Ling Qiu, are you afraid of the dark? Hahahaha!"

"Hmm." Song Shiyue looked at Master with lowered eyebrows, and said with a strange air, "Maybe some ghosts and ghosts will come to Master's room at night, I have to keep an eye on Master."

Yun Chi: "..."

Last night he pretended to "make up for it", and making up for it all night was not enough, and he was still sour here, Yun Chi gave him a harmless look.

The latter pretended to be innocent, and quietly squeezed his fingers behind his back.

But Chu Ke didn't hear anything strange, just looked at Yun Chi: "There are no ghosts here, I didn't sense it at night. There are mosquitoes, look, Brother Ling Qiu, you were bitten on the neck."

Yun Chi was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously touched his neck.

Got bitten?I didn't feel it, and it didn't itch.

Song Shiyue's eyes fell on Master's neck, and he laughed in a low voice.

A laugh came from behind Chu Ke, but it was Zhuang Yin and Chu Zuo who came out.

Zhuang Yin jokingly said: "I'm afraid it's not a mosquito bite, but..."

"Zhuang Yin!" Yun Chi interrupted him with resentful eyes.

Waking up in the morning, Tu'er got out of bed first to clean up the things he had swept out of the bed last night. Yun Chi faced the wall, listening to the sound of jade objects colliding, he was in a bad mood.

I haven't settled with him yet, this kid doesn't know how to repent.

Zhuang Yin smiled and said: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about it."

He looked around, then looked back at a closed room, and said softly, "Hey, why hasn't Haojiang Xianzun woke up?"

Song Shiyue lifted his eyelids slightly, and also glanced at it inexplicably.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened from the inside, and the child came out with a rag on his shoulder and a basin of water in his hand.

"Hey." Zhuang Yin stopped him, "Are the people inside awake?"

"Oh, you mean that fairy official? He left overnight overnight, but don't worry, he has paid the room fee, and it's enough for you to stay here for a few more days." Xiaoer said and pushed The door went into another room to clean up.

Chu Ke was puzzled: "How did you leave?"

"Chih—" Song Shiyue couldn't help laughing.

"Sister-in-law, do you know why?"

"Ah..." His arm was pinched by the master, Song Shiyue remembered what happened last night, and it was a little funny, he smiled lightly: "Who knows?"

Left and right Jiang Yunzheng paid the room fee for several days, and they were not in a hurry to leave. Ren Youhuan came late for breakfast, followed by A Ling.

Chu Ke and Ren Youhuan vacated a room to house the Sleepwalker. The two took turns guarding her. They wanted to go back to the house after breakfast to rest for a while, but found that the Sleepwalker had awakened. Take it off the ground.

Chu Ke felt like facing an enemy, he quickly grabbed the ribbon and tried to cover her eyes, but was stopped by Ren Youhuan.

"Wait a moment."

Ren Youhuan looked at her, the latter's eyes were clear, completely different from yesterday's apathy.

The long sleepwalking god blinked and looked at them, "Who are you? Why did you tie me up?"

She tried to struggle, but the rope that bound her was a fairy rope, supported by strong spiritual power, even she couldn't break free.

Moreover, the spiritual power on this bundle of fairy ropes is very familiar, so that the long sleepwalking god does not reject it, and even faintly looks forward to it.

"Go call Xianzun."

Chu Ke left at the sound, calling everyone into the room in a hurry.

As soon as Yunchi stepped in, Changmengwan's calm eyes instantly jumped with joy.

She struggled to stand up again, and said unconsciously: "You Zejun..."

Chu Ke looked at the long sleepwalking god who was both surprised and obsessed, and replied: "He is not You Zejun, but the reincarnation of You Zejun, Lingyun Immortal."

"Reincarnation?" she murmured, "No wonder..."

Before the words were finished, two lines of tears had already fallen.

Everyone was at a loss, but they saw her looking straight at Yun Chi, and smiled slowly: "You came after all, but it's too late."

The others were at a loss, but Yunchi knew the meaning of her words.

From the moment he entered the room and saw her eyes, overwhelming memories broke into Yunchi's mind, and he gained memories about her.

The long sleepwalking god was originally a purple whistling thrush under the throne of the emperor of heaven. Later, in order to become a god through cultivation, he was assigned by the emperor of heaven to go down to the earth to experience calamities.

Once she was seriously injured, she almost thought she was going to die, but when she was dying, she was rescued by You Zejun, and she was taken back to Haosheng to take care of her until she recovered.

After the tribulation was completed, she could have returned to the heavens to become a god, but she gave up her ascension in order to always accompany You Zejun.

She treats You Zejun with affection, but You Zejun has no intention of treating her.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Ziyan went astray and drugged You Zejun.You Zejun trusted her so much that he was caught off guard by her medicine.

In front of her sweetheart, Ziyan stimulates the emotions in her body to make herself fall in love, and also forces You Zejun to accept herself.

But You Zejun's concentration is so strong that he would rather jump into the ice cave to forcefully suppress the abnormality than want her.

She took the most powerful medicine, and You Zejun stayed in the ice cave for three days and three nights, Zi Yan had already left when he came out.

Yunchi's memory ended here.

The author has something to say: Hey!October is so possessive, how could it be possible to let other things enter Shizun QAQ

Thank you "Xiaoying" for the grenade`(*∩_∩*)′

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