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Si Huai raised his head and kissed Lu Xiuzhi's lips.

A cool breath brushed over his cheeks, Si Huai narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help getting closer to Lu Xiuzhi.

The fabric of the shirt rubbed against his bare chest, making it itch.

Si Huai raised his hand subconsciously, wanting to scratch it, but as soon as he raised his hand, Lu Xiuzhi grabbed it and pressed it against the soft pillow.

The wet tongue tip slid across the inner wall of the mouth, Si Huai let out a low snort, and entangled it, the tip of the tongue entangled, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Seeing Si Huai's bewildered expression, Lu Xiuzhi's eyes darkened, he engulfed his lips, nibbled and bit them lightly, and covered the corners of his lips, cheeks, and auricles with dense kisses...

He bit his earlobe lightly and sucked lightly.

The scorching breath spewed out at the pinnae, and Si Huai's body trembled. His ears were his sensitive points, and his senses seemed to be magnified several times.

Sensing Si Huai's reaction, Lu Xiuzhi paused, and kissed harder.

Si Huai wrapped his hands around Lu Xiuzhi's neck, and the two were close together. He could clearly feel the change in the other party, and the tingling feeling like an electric current spread all over his body.

Si Huai leaned close to Lu Xiuzhi's ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Lu, you're loaded, why don't you-uh."

Before he finished speaking, the other party's fingertips pressed against his lips, pierced into his mouth, and stirred his tongue following the rhythm of the round bed.

Si Huai didn't feel disgusted, he took his finger in his mouth, licked it, and called out indistinctly: "Husband."

Lu Xiuzhi's breathing was stagnant, every time Si Huai called her husband, it was to stimulate him.

He lowered his eyes and bit the skin behind Si Huai's ear, leaving a slight tooth mark.

"Take it easy."

He was afraid that Si Huai would get hurt.

Si Huai's eyelashes trembled, he stared into his eyes, and called out again: "Husband."

"I have rough skin and thick flesh."

"Tolerance."

After his words fell, the music in the room also stopped, leaving only the sound of breathing and heartbeat of the two of them.

Lu Xiuzhi clasped his waist and hugged him tightly.

Si Huai's fair skin was dyed red, and the tip of his nose was also slightly pink. His whole body was limp, as if he was floating in the air.

Feeling Lu Xiuzhi's kiss gradually descending, Si Huai clasped his palm, with a sticky voice: "I want to kiss my ear, it's cool."

The simpler and more straightforward the words, the more able to seduce Lu Xiuzhi. He tightly wrapped his arms around Si Huai's waist, and kissed those red ears.

"Si Huai, Si Huai..."

Hearing the murmur in his ear, Si Huai opened his eyes.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Lu Xiu's forehead, and his eyes were full of desire, no longer his usual indifferent appearance.

Si Huai was in a daze, her heart beating even more violently.

He said intermittently: "You, you can also call me husband."

Lu Xiuzhi pursed his lips and whispered in his ear: "Husband."

Si Huai narrowed his eyes: "I don't seem to feel anything..."

He looked at Lu Xiuzhi's side face and wondered in a daze why the Great Monk was so sensitive to this title...

The fingers of the two intertwined, Si Huai raised his head, his eyes were absent-minded, as if an electric current was extending down the spine, and his limbs went limp.

The white sheets were messy.

………………

After an unknown amount of time, Si Huai was lying on the bed, with a sore throat, backache, and leg pain...no part of his body was intact.

Lu Xiuzhi picked him up and walked to the bathroom.

The water in the bathtub has been set.

Lu Xiuzhi didn't put him in the bathtub directly, but let Si Huai sit on his lap to clean up first.

Si Huai leaned on his shoulder and looked in the mirror.

There was a blur of white in the mirror.

Looking at the amount above, Si Huai said slowly, "Mr. Lu, you really hit the nail on the head."

"..."

Lu Xiuzhi patted his butt, and the crisp sound echoed in the bathroom, very loud.

Si Huai didn't blush, his heart didn't beat, and he said without changing his expression: "Does it sound good?"

"A good sound is a good ass."

In the next second, the big hands around his waist tightened.

"Si Huai, if you hook me up again, you won't have to get up tomorrow."

Si Huai: "Really? I don't believe it."

…………

The next day, Si Huai lay paralyzed on the bed, even going to the bathroom was carried by Lu Xiuzhi.

On the third day, Si Huaineng went to the bathroom by himself and played with his phone for a while.

On the fourth day, Si Huaicai came back to life.

Si Huai didn't go out for four days, and he didn't attend the Daoist Association's dinner.

Fang Daochang was a little worried. Although he kept replying to WeChat messages, he was worried that Si Huai had suffered some internal injuries during the martial arts fight, so he kept staying away.

After struggling for a while, he knocked on Si Huai's door.

Si Huai had just finished taking a shower, and opened the door with a bath towel on.

"Si Guanzhu, are you okay..."

Seeing the faint marks on Si Huai's neck and chest, Fang Daozhang's voice became lower and lower, and his cheeks became more and more red.

Si Huai asked lazily, "What's the matter?"

Fang Daochang's eyes wandered, he didn't know where to look.

"No, it's nothing, I just—"

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the room was slammed shut.

Si Huai looked blankly at Lu Xiuzhi beside him.

Lu Xiuzhi rolled his eyelids: "Put on clothes."

Si Huai stayed in the room for the past few days without any clothes, only a pair of underwear, he was used to being naked.

Now he didn't want to dress for Daoist Fang, so he simply went back to bed and dialed Daoist Fang's WeChat number.

Lu Xiuzhi glanced at it, making sure it was a voice call, and then looked away.

"Fang Daochang, what's the matter?"

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and then Daoist Fang's voice rang out: "It's nothing, I just want to remind you to set off at seven o'clock tomorrow morning to go to the mountain to do a dojo."

Si Huai snorted: "I saw the news in the group."

"Then, then I'll hang up first."

After finishing speaking, Taoist Fang quickly hung up the phone.

Si Huai was a little puzzled, he didn't think too much, and got up to look through the Taoist robes in the closet.

Two days ago, Lu Xiuzhi asked Steward Chen to send the Taoist robe.

The courier was taken and disassembled by Lu Xiuzhi, and Si Huai didn't even look at it.

It's going to be worn tomorrow, and he has to check it out.

If it is wrinkled, it needs to be ironed. Most of the Taoist priests who will be in the dojo tomorrow are the Taoist leaders of the Huaguo General Taoist Association. Si Huai can't lose the face of the patriarch.

Seeing Si Huai's behavior, Lu Xiuzhi said, "I got burnt yesterday."

Si Huai was stunned for a moment, not because Lu Xiuzhi ironed his clothes, but because Lu Xiuzhi could iron clothes?

Seeing his surprise, Lu Xiuzhi said flatly: "I have stayed in Bailong Temple for many years."

Do everything yourself.

Si Huai blinked, and the image of Lu Xiuzhi solemnly ironing the cassock appeared in his mind.

"You are such an exquisite monk."

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

…………

In the early morning of the next day, everyone set off for Fengxing Mountain.

The dojo of Liudao Temple is a dojo of both yin and yang, which can not only eliminate disasters and solve difficulties, pray for blessings and prolong life for the living in the villages around Fengxing Mountain, but also save the souls trapped on the mountain.

There is not much difference between the yin and yang dojos and the yin and yang dojos. They all have high-level skills and scripture teachers recite scriptures and pray to the gods.

Gao Gong is naturally President Zhang, and the scripture teacher is selected from various Taoist temples.

Although Si Huai's qualifications are relatively low, his ability is obvious to all, and he was elected as one of the scripture teachers by the Shangyang Taoist Association.

The Shangyang Daoist Association sent a total of two people, one is Si Huai, and the other is Fang Daochang's master, Lu Ren, the temple master of Baiyun Temple.

The ashram is not open to the public, and those who go to Fengxing Mountain together are members of various Taoist associations.

Master Gao Gong was waiting for the auspicious time in the dojo, while other Taoist priests watched from the outside.

Standing among a group of Taoist priests in their 50s and 20s, Si Huai, who was in his [-]s, was particularly conspicuous.

The Taoist priests who came back from other places did not know Si Huai, and they talked softly:

"Which public school does this Taoist master belong to?"

"At such a young age, I was able to do a dojo with the president."

"It seems to be Taoist Temple, called Si Huai."

"Daotian Temple, I have heard a little bit."

"It seems to be well-known among young people."

…………

Hearing his own name vaguely, Si Huai looked up, and saw an old man in classic clothes walking towards him.

The old man walked up to him, nodded and signaled: "Si Guanzhu."

Si Huai nodded.

Seeing his lukewarm attitude, the smile on the old man's face froze, and he asked, "Si Guanzhu, don't you remember me?"

Si Huai groaned: "I don't remember."

Old man: "..."

Lu Ren laughed and said, "Si Guanzhu, this is Taoist Master Zhu Xiang from the Jiaochang City Taoist Association. I met him at Taoyuan Temple a few days ago."

After the introduction, he looked at Zhu Xiang and spoke for Si Huai: "The scene was chaotic that day, and Si Guanzhu fought with Luo Hongyuan for a long time, so he probably didn't say hello to you."

Si Huai raised his eyes and glanced at Zhu Xiang's thin and gray hair, which had some influence.

He groaned again and raised his head lazily: "What's the matter with you?"

Zhu Xiang has served as the head of the Jiaochang City Taoist Association for decades. A small Taoist priest like Si Huai, if he is not respectful, he must be polite when he sees him.

It was the first time Zhu Xiang encountered such a loose attitude.

He frowned slightly, and said slowly: "Si Guanzhu, I am over sixty years old, and this year may be the last year I will stay in the Daoist Association."

Si Huai responded perfunctorily, "I wish you a happy retirement."

Zhu Xiang: "...This dojo is probably the last chance for me to share the stage with fellow Taoists."

Si Huai: "Oh."

The smile on Lu Ren's face faded a little, Zhu Xiang was not on the list for this time.

After saying these miserable words again, one can imagine the purpose of finding the boss Huai.

Seeing that Si Huai hadn't reacted yet, Zhu Xiang gritted his teeth, and said straight to the point: "To be honest, when I went to see Chairman Zhang two days ago, he told me that the list of scripture teachers has been finalized, and I'm late. step."

The scripture teachers present here are either the presidents of various Taoist associations, or the masters of some grand temples.

In contrast, Si Huai was a little more confident.

Therefore, Zhu Xiang found him.

"I tossed and turned for two whole days, but I still didn't want to miss this opportunity, so I found you..."

Si Huai blinked and understood.

The old man wanted him to step aside and become a scripture teacher himself.

Lu Ren's face changed, and he said, "President Zhu, you should discuss this matter with President Zhang in advance."

"Furthermore, the auspicious time is approaching. It is also disrespectful to the gods to temporarily change the teacher at this time."

Zhu Xiang: "Chairman Zhang is also hesitating between me and Si Guanzhu."

Lu Ren frowned, thinking that Chairman Zhang was obviously embarrassed to reject you, so you changed into your clothes and turned to your boss with an old face?

Zhu Xiang continued: "Fengxing Mountain is the mountain range of Jiaochang City. If I personally pray for salvation, Sanqing Tianzun must be very pleased."

Hearing the two confront each other for a while, Si Huai put down Erlang's legs and stood up.

He is thin and tall, a head taller than Zhu Xiang, although he has a lazy smile on his face, but his eyes are dark, and when he stares directly at people, he is a bit perverted.

Zhu Xiang subconsciously took a step back.

Si Huai raised his eyelids and asked, "You just want to be the scripture teacher of the dojo, contribute your own strength, and pray for blessings, you have no other purpose, right?"

Zhu responded, "That's natural. At my age, I don't have much time..."

Si Huai interrupted: "I see."

Zhu Xiang: "Fellow Daoist, I just want to..."

Si Huai ignored him, turned to Lu Ren and said, "Master Fang, please remember to testify for me."

"That's natural, you are a member of our Shangyang Daoist Association..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ren heard Si Huai say two words.

"That's right."

Si Huai said to Zhu Xiang, "Then you go."

Zhu Xiang was overjoyed, and turned to President Zhang, ready to tell him about it.

Lu Ren quickly grabbed Si Huai, and said in a low voice: "Si Guanzhu, the scale of the dojo is not small this time, and President Zhang is personally hosting it, which is good for practice."

Si Huai said casually, "I respect the old and love the young."

"Fang Taoist master, you don't have to worry about my practice, I'm a genius."

He says he is a genius.

Lu Ren was silent.

After a while, he asked, "Then testify to what you just said."

Si Huai said calmly: "He runs the dojo, and I get paid."

How could he miss such a good thing without working and getting paid!