After being dressed as a scumbag, the fascination was reborn

Qi Yu woke up earlier than Master Song.

His body was cold, and his eyes were blurred. After he slowly groped to get up, he saw several pairs of eyes sitting on the side seats, staring at him silently like a banquet.

And he was sitting on the ground in the middle, his whole body was tied up, and the equipment used for the soul-changing array was placed next to him.

Qi Yu: "..."

When he saw this formation, he knew that the soul change was successful, and he was not in Master Song's body now.

Wumin was staring at him, without opening his mouth for a long time, as if he was not sure whether the formation was successful or not.

But Song Shu just glanced at him, as if his eyes were stained, got up with a flick of his sleeves, and wrote lightly: "It's done."

Qi Yu who just wanted to continue pretending: "..."

"why?!"

He struggled forward uncontrollably, and fell to the ground because of his unbalanced body. For a national teacher, such an action was already very out of control.

Behind him is the Buddha statue in the Song family ancestral hall, dignified and solemn.

But when he fell in front of the Buddha, his hair was disheveled, he didn't care, and he only wanted to ask for an answer.

Qi Yu stared at him, his voice was almost sharp: "I haven't said anything yet... Why can you repeatedly recognize that I am not him so easily? Why didn't you recognize it the first time you changed your soul? ! "

Song Shu looked back at him, and said indifferently: "A counterfeit is a counterfeit after all, there is an essential difference between you and him."

"I was blind and lost my brother for the first time."

"Since then, I will not make the same mistake."

In fact, this is also a good distinction.

Because a person who doesn't love you has only greed and desire in his eyes.

Those who love you will have light in their eyes.

Qi Yu watched his figure go away with his back to the light, and seemed to remember in a trance many, many years ago, there was a person standing in front of him and calling his name with a smile.

"Qi Yu."

There is light in his eyes.

Later, the man rejected his confession and parted ways with him.

He originally thought that he hated him, hated why the other party teased him since he didn't want to be with him, hated that they had walked through the world together, but they couldn't stay together for the rest of their lives as they wished.

Two months later, he found the man's body in a ruined temple.

He had a heart attack and fell ill there.

Qi Yu has been bewitched ever since.

Everyone has speculated about his origin.

Some said that the man thought he was not beautiful enough, so he wanted to be beautiful.

Some said that the man said that he would sooner or later turn his bones into pieces, so he wanted to live forever.

After a long time, he seems to have taken these claims seriously.

He gradually forgot that it was the other party who was not beautiful enough and left with low self-esteem.

It was also the other party who died young with all the skin and bones turned into bones.

The purpose of seeking longevity is to revive him, and the purpose of skinning people is to make him a beautiful body.

Even raising Gu worms is for making elixir of life.

He treats a piece of warm jade given to him by that person a long time ago as a treasure, and wears it next to his body, so that no one will see it.

But he poured out his resentment and anger to his portrait every day.

He lived through the spring and autumn, the four seasons, and the vicissitudes of a hundred years.

He waited day after day for that person to come back, knowing that this was a delusion.

It's been too long to live like this. When did he start? He gradually forgot his original intention and became greedy and depraved.

Even he himself believed those rumors, and felt that the other party looked down on him, so he left him.

But a hundred years ago, he also held that corpse, tears rolled down, and guarded him until the bones turned into loess, what he was thinking at that time.

What I love is not the skin.

No matter how ugly you are, you are still the prettiest person in my heart.

When Master Song woke up, it was already noon.

Song Shu stayed by his side all night, slept for two hours, opened his eyes immediately when he heard the movement, saw that he was about to get up, and helped him: "You have been sleeping, how did you sleep until now?"

Master Song wiped his face with great effort, and asked, "...how long has it been?"

"About noon, do you want to eat something..." Song Shu suddenly stopped.

The two stared at each other for two seconds, and Master Song's eyes became clear.

He tentatively asked, "Little book?"

Song Shu: "Huh?"

Master Song stared wide-eyed: "Daughter-in-law???"

Song Shu: "...?"

Tell me clearly, who is your wife?

Master Song was stunned: "You're not dead?!"

Song Shu turned cold: "...you just died."

Master Song was shocked again: "That's right! Why didn't I die?!"

Song Shu: "..."

Do you have any obsession with death?

He realized something was wrong.

This is true Master Song is right, but what is he talking about?

Master Song raised his hand to pinch himself. His hand thought he had held the blade of a dagger yesterday and was tied with a layer of bandages. This force did not hurt his leg, but his hand hurt first.

He sucked in a breath of cold air with a "hiss", and suddenly jumped up——

Song Shu subconsciously took a step back.

Then he put his arms around his waist and pressed him hard on the bed.

Song Shu couldn't react in time, his eyes blurred, and he fell directly on the bed.

Just as he was about to get up, Master Song lowered his head and kissed him directly.

Song Shu: "..."

Song Shu: "!"

He stretched out his hand and pushed, frowning: "Brother, are you crazy?"

Master Song was only a few inches away from him, and after hearing what he said, he kissed him again without saying a word.

Song Shu's breath was blocked in his throat, and he pushed him again this time, but failed.

Song Shu is the most annoying person to force himself.

Master Song taught him self-defense.

He raised his knees and felt that kicking someone's life was not good. He just paused for a moment when he suddenly felt a coldness on his cheek.

He stopped completely.

Brother, are you... crying?

Master Song was still kissing him.

The ambiguous sound of water in the room kept ringing, and Master Song's kiss went from eagerly venting his emotions to being calmed down later.

Song Shu gradually forgot to push him away, his whole body was turned into a puddle of water by his kiss, the corners of his eyes were red, and his breathing was uneven.

The postures of the two gradually changed to Master Song leaning against the head of the bed, and Song Shu sitting on his waist, with disheveled clothes, feeling that the next moment, dry wood and fire could directly burn.

One second before the gun went off, Master Song finally let him go.

Song Shu collapsed in his arms, put his chin on his shoulder, breathed slowly, his throat hoarse: "Brother... what's wrong with you?"

Master Song put his arms around his waist and said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing, I had a dream."

Song Shu frowned: Another dream?

Then he heard Master Song continue: "I dreamed that I took you to the Plum Blossom Forest to see flowers, and you... died in my arms."

Song Shu: "..."

Isn't this the dream Master Song had before? !

When Qi Yu pretended to be Master Song, he didn't tell the ending of this dream, but Master Song told him that night that the ending of the dream was that he died, and Master Song died for him.

Why did Master Song have this dream again? !

While he was thinking, Master Song's arms around him suddenly tightened, and he buried his head in his neck and said: "This means that the Plum Blossom Forest must be very bad. You said you wanted me to take you to see it, or forget it. I'm afraid. The dream is too real..."

Song Shu: "?" When did I say I was going to the Plum Blossom Forest?

Why can't I remember?

He sat up, stared at Master Song expressionlessly for a while, and stared at him with horror: "Brother, you just said, who am I to you?"

Master Song was puzzled, thought about it for a while, and replied, "...my wife?"

"..."

Song Shu: "How many years is Linchu now?"

"What is Linchu? That's all in the first half of the year," Master Song frowned, "Isn't this the first year of Taiqing?"

Song Shu was numb: "...how many months?"

"August." Master Song raised his hand and touched Song Shu's forehead, "Little Shu, you didn't have a fever, did you? Or did I torment you too hard last night, why did you even forget this? By the way, you Why did you lie on the bedside and sleep just now?"

He glanced out the window and asked strangely: "Is it going to rain today? The sun could scorch people at this time yesterday...why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's nothing."

Song Shu got off him, put on his clothes again, and said indifferently: "I just think that you should be the one who got sick and had a fever."

Master Song was very puzzled: "I didn't burn it?"

Thanks to Song Master's blessing, Song Shu went to wash his face before he found Wu Min. It happened that monk Lingxiang was also there, so Song Shu said it directly.

Of course, he skipped the part where Master Song pinned him on the bed and kissed him so viciously.

Song Shu was puzzled and said, "What's the situation? Did he regard the dream as reality?"

Wumin pondered for a moment, and exchanged glances with Lingxiang, apparently neither of them expected this to happen.

Qi Yu didn't have this situation either.

After a while, Wu Min finally thought about it: "Maybe it's... that the soul has been changed too many times, which is harmful to his soul, so his memory is messed up? And he can't remember what happened after that... It was after waking up from the dream. Forgot all?"

Song Shu was expressionless: "Is he so stupid because he doesn't know how to think?"

Lingxiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It shouldn't be... the so-called amnesia, there are always some things that can stimulate him and make him remember again—maybe he will recover on his own in a few days?"

"You explain the current situation to him. After all, the development of things around him is different from his dream, and he should be able to sort out the logic."

Song Shu had no choice but to sigh: "I hope so."

Qi Yu didn't try to escape, he was tied up in the ancestral hall, and he explained very calmly that it was just an accident that he penetrated into Master Song's body in the first place.

At that time, he hadn't changed his soul for a long time, and he had been changing his skin all the time, but when he was practicing Gu in retreat, he almost lost his temper, and his soul occupied Master Song's body.

He discovered Song Shu, and then thought of changing his skin. He pretended like this for two years, but he couldn't find a chance to take the boy's blood.

Then Master Song came back.

The reason why his memory is not as confused as Master Song's is probably because he has changed his soul many times before, and he is already proficient, and he doesn't need to get other people's personal things when he changes his soul——

Ask him what method he used to change his soul, but he would not say anything about it.

Song Shu was very calm after hearing this.

He went back to Master Song's courtyard.

Thinking that Master Song hadn't eaten all day, he specially brought some food over.

Master Song sat up from the bed as soon as he saw him: "Where have you been?"

Song Shu paused: "Go to a famous doctor who can cure your disease. Unfortunately, the famous doctor said you are hopeless, so I came back."

Master Song dissatisfied: "I'm not sick."

Song Shu said without any disturbance, "Oh, you just have a problem with your brain."

Master Song raised his hand to hold his finger, and said strangely: "Daughter-in-law, what happened to you today?"

Song Shu's ears turned red, and he wanted to pull his hand out, and said in a low voice: "...Don't talk nonsense, who is your wife?"

Master Song didn't think it was wrong.

In his memory, the title "wife-in-law" is only called by him occasionally for fun, and he calls it Xiaoshu more often, and sometimes he prefers to call another word when he is in the mood.

He immediately changed his words politely: "Ma'am."

Song Shu couldn't help but said, "Shut up."

He shook off Master Song's hand, threw the food on the table with a "bang", turned his eyes away hastily, and was about to speak when Master Song's hand climbed up again and touched his wrist.

Sitting at the table, he leaned forward and kissed again.

Song Shu: "..."

Song Shu was still reluctant to kick him, so he pinched his waist, took advantage of the moment when he paused and parted, he quickly got up, covered his lips and took several steps back.

His ears were red, and there was still water in his eyes: "Can you correct the problem of messing up your relatives!"