Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"Sir, there's so much commotion in Shuntian Mansion, don't you want to stay for a while to see?"

"I'm weak, so I can't be discouraged. Besides, I'm not interested in dead people. I bet two taels of silver. Even if he satisfies his poor curiosity by opening the coffin and doing an autopsy, he can't find any clues. Why waste time with him?" .”

Junziyou swaggered back to Li Mansion, Lu Chuan didn't seem to be having a good time, he followed behind and muttered in a low voice: "Don't think I don't know, you are a pauper who can't even get two taels of silver... zwnj; Bet with you..."

The man had good ears, and when he heard his words, he turned around dissatisfied, "So as long as you win the bet, it's all right? If you lose, I'll earn two taels of silver for nothing."

Lu Chuan pouted, "Then what if you lose?"

"On credit."

"..."

After returning to his room, he sent Lu Chuan to do some work. He sat in front of the desk and held "Wild Things", but his mind was not on it at all.

He couldn't help himself to think about what it would be like for that person to be with the gentleman together, thinking that he could only grit his teeth in the lonely long night when he was exposed to the bone-chilling cold, but that person could hug him Holding the beauty in my arms, enjoying a good night every night, I feel even more uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, he found that his body seemed to be more angry than himself, and he raised his head quietly, clamoring dissatisfaction.

He covered his face in a bit of collapse, "No way, I can get up with such a weak body, Dr. Jiang is sincerely not lying to me..."

He gritted his teeth, pressed the overflowing voice back into his throat, took a deep breath, and pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside the door, fearing that someone would bump into him in such an embarrassing appearance.

The more nervous he was, the more sensitive his tense body became. Suddenly there was the sound of the window being pushed open, which made him get up and back away immediately. Before he could see the person in front of him clearly, he was strangled by his hands The wrist was pressed against the wall and could not move.

This person is familiar in shape, and it is easy for him to think that it is someone similar to that person, and it was only when he was in a hurry that he shouted: "Lu Chuan! Let me go, it hurts!"

The other party was silent, so he assumed that this kid had discovered something, and moved tentatively, but unexpectedly, the other party's strength in restraining him increased instead of decreasing.

"Thinking of me in my heart, but calling someone else in my mouth. If you miss me, come to me. It's nothing to make your hands full."

this voice...

Jun Ziyou was even more dissatisfied in his heart, struggling to pull out his hand, the man was afraid of hurting him, so he had to let go, but before he could get away, his hands were raised above his head, pressed against the wall, and then pressed down come up.

Xiao Beicheng easily bound Junziyou with only one hand, tied his hands high, and his wide sleeves slid down, revealing his jade-colored arms.

He leaned forward and kissed the back of Jun Ziyou's hand lightly, making the man's body tense, trembling slightly, and after having teased him badly, he bent his head close to his ear, brushing up his long hair at the sideburns, whispering Smiling, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you miss me so much, your body won't lie if you don't talk about it."

"You...let me go."

Regardless of the embarrassment that the clothes had slipped off, Jun Ziyou said these words in a cold voice, which really didn't have any intimidating momentum.

Xiao Beicheng let him go, made him turn around to face him, but didn't give him a chance to run away, seeing him raise his legs to escape, he stepped on the cumbersome belt that was dragging between his ankles , causing him to fall forward unsteadily, &—zwnj; fell his head into his arms.

Xiao Beicheng picked Jun Ziyou up under his arms, stroked his burning ears, rubbed the red tide on his face, and gently blew on him.

The gentleman who didn't dare to face him on the bed had ever experienced this, and wanted to push him away uneasily, but when Xiao Beicheng raised his hand again, it was covered with some indescribable dirt, "I don't know, you You actually think of me that way.”

"I'm... so cold, let go."

"Just now, someone heated up the earth dragon in the house and added half a bundle of firewood. Now I'm so hot that I'm sweating all over my back. Why are you cold?"

"...Xiao Beicheng, instead of having fun with your new love, you're thinking of my old love. Why, can't a gentleman satisfy you?"

"Don't say... even ten gentlemen can't compare to the ecstasy you gave me." Xiao Beicheng pretended to be helpless, "I can't help it. Thinking like crazy, when you are lonely at night, why don't I miss you and miss you."

"Slick tongue, clearly a beauty in her arms, singing and singing every night, how can anyone think of me in leisure."

"Into my arms? Looking at him-zwnj; looks dirty, you actually want me to hug him, it's so cruel."

Jun Ziyou tore off Xiao Beicheng's hand that was holding on to his waist, and wanted to push him away, but God knows why he couldn't walk when he saw this guy, and somewhere was about to move again, clamoring for him to hide in the With love from the bottom of my heart.

When it comes to Jun Zi An, what Jun Zi You thinks most is not resentment, but pity.

He rubbed his aching forehead, and sighed: "Don't say that about him, he's just a bit stupid and easy to be used by others, not as bad as you said. Anyway, he hit me"—zwnj; It came out of a womb, I have to take care of him, and I can't let him do it to death."

"Oh? Judging from your tone, it seems that you are not angry."

"There's nothing to be angry about. No matter how unwilling, he is my own brother after all. It's true that I don't get along with him, and it's true that I don't want him to die. I have to trouble the lord to take care of him for me. Don't let him seek his own death." I'm here, thank you, my lord."

"You are a big-hearted person...but why didn't you act like this when you remembered my grudge."

Junziyou shook his head, licked his dry lips, leaned over Xiao Beicheng's shoulder, held his wrist, let his hand stick to his heart, and felt his steady heartbeat.

"When did I remember your grudges? Here, I remember all your good things."

"Then, here it is."

When he moved lightly, Jun Ziyou softened his waist, and this lingering scene lasted until evening. Afterwards, Xiao Beicheng kissed the salty sweat on his forehead, and wrapped him tightly with the quilt Some, holding him from behind, gently kneading his body, relieving his fatigue.

"You come to me...does he know?"

"He's busy opening the coffin for an autopsy, so he wouldn't bother me to go out and hang out in brothels."

"Good fellow, the dignified former prime minister's mansion has been reduced to your Nanfeng Pavilion, King Jin is really in a good mood."

"No, there is a saying how to say... Ruo Shui Sanqian, I will marry you—zwnj;lao."

Seeing the man's face darken suddenly, Xiao Beicheng pinched his face with a smile, and forced an ugly smile on him, "Don't talk about this, after returning to Beijing, your body has become weaker. , Is it still not adapted to the climate of Chang'an?"

"...Is there any?" Jun Ziyou didn't explicitly say that it was due to the relapse of the poison, he didn't want to say it, so Xiao Beicheng didn't mention it, and moved closer, leaning against his neck, and bit him... Long strands of sweaty hair. "What do you think of this jade coffin case?"

"It's what I told you when Lin Muqi was involved in the case. The worries at that time have finally come true..."

When he talked about it back then, Xiao Beicheng was thinking about how to pin him on the bed and fuck him hard for the night. How could he remember what he said? He only had a vague impression that it was probably related to the robbery case of.

"Lin Muqi's gang of tomb robbers has been roaming all over the Central Plains. Perhaps their purpose is far more complicated than we imagined. From Gusu to Jiangling, and then to the capital, along this way...they are likely to looking for something."

Jun Ziyou stretched out his hand to make gestures, but was soon held back by Xiao Beicheng and stuffed back into the bed.

He asked, "You want to say..."

"There is a &—zwnj; strange story in "Wild Things", which tells the story of a scholar who had to rob graves everywhere in order to treat his mother's illness. He learned from &—zwnj; an ancient book In a certain place "zwnj; there is hidden in the tomb of the royal family"—zwnj; a rare treasure, as long as you get it, all your wishes can be fulfilled. The scholar is eager to save his mother, and he will spare no effort to find this treasure at any price , On the night before going down to the tomb, he had a strange dream, dreaming that he was going to purgatory, King Yama warned him: 'Okay'."

"Right? What does that mean?"

"The scholar was also puzzled, but he didn't dare to delay in order to save his mother. Indeed, he found the treasure he wanted to get in the tomb, but he found that he couldn't take it away at all. In despair, the evil tomb guard The spirit appeared in front of him and agreed to exchange his soul for the miraculous medicine to save his mother, so he hurried home to treat his mother's illness, but his mother did not survive the time waiting for him, and passed away, and…zwnj; The scholar who made a big mistake because of his mistake also lost his most precious soul and became a walking dead."

"So that's the case, so this 'random' is to let him go with the flow."

Xiao Beicheng closed his eyes, and put his warm palm on Junziyou's chest, warming his heart. The latter felt the warmth and was immersed in the warmth, squinting his eyes satisfied, "Perhaps, when I was young, I thought this ambition Strange stories are just tales that persuade people to be kind, but a few days ago, when I was deciphering the ciphertexts left by my father, I found other... zwnj; stories." He stretched out from under the bed as he said... —zwnj; came up with two legs, and pointed to the few miscellaneous books piled up on the table with the toes, but Xiao Beicheng had no choice but to condescend to fetch them himself.

Then he sat up slowly, lit the candle in front of the bed, leaned in Xiao Beicheng's arms, and slowly turned the pages of the book from back to front, twisting the corners of the pages stuck with paste with his wet fingertips , was &—zwnj; and hidden in the cover part.

"The rare treasure that appeared in the scholar's story just now appeared in a new story alone. Well, this is this article, called "The Tapir Bead". It is recorded in "Shan Hai Jing" that the nightmare is"—zwnj; Dream-eating alien beasts also give people "zwnj; some wonderful dreams, so some girls hang" a net over the bedside to try to catch the dreams brought by the nightmare. The tapir beads in the story are The orbs transformed from the remains of the nightmare, once people possess them, they will be immersed in the false dreams created by the tapir beads, unable to extricate themselves. But all... are illusory, in fact, the tapir beads rely on inhalation A person's essence strengthens himself, and to a certain extent, he also cultivates into a ghost."

"I see. It seems that the meaning of the word 'ran' in &—zwnj; is far deeper than we imagined. But does this thing really exist?"

"I-zwnj; always thought that "Wild Wild Things" were just a few fables that my father's high-spirited and fairy-like high-spirited friend wrote casually while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the green mountains and green waters, but the truth is not In this way, the scholar who sold his soul to cure his mother's illness really existed, and the tapir beads he pursued at the price of his soul also really existed."

Jun Ziyou closed the collection, Xiao Beicheng took his cool hands, stuffed them under the quilt, and covered his belly.

God knows what strange case or what strange story he had no interest at all, he just wanted an excuse to stay and be tender with that person.

Out of politeness, he absent-mindedly asked a symbolic question: "How do you know?"

"Because the scholar who kept looking for the tapir beads after his mother died, hoping to reunite with his mother in the beautiful dream presented by the taper beads, is Lin Muqi."

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