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Yetan fell asleep on Zisang Junyan's back, woke up soon, and fell asleep again.

Sometimes he himself doesn't know whether he really fell asleep and woke up again, or passed through one dream after another halfway through.

Before He closed his eyes, Zisang Junyan was walking on the wasteland.

The mountains in the distance are not high, and the plains are endless, covered with weeds.

In the beginning, the weeds were withered and yellow, like golden wheat waves.

When I opened my eyes again, it was beautiful pink grass, like a confused and beautiful dream.

He closed his eyes again and woke up again because he heard the sound of the river.

They walked on the bridge, the bridge deck was a mess of rocks, the clear water waves on the upstream river beach went down, the water surface was as clear as jade, and the colorful fish and the bottom of the water could be seen inside.

The sound of water gradually faded away.

This time, he slept for a long time. When he fell asleep, it was dusk, and when he woke up, the scorching sun was in the sky.

But Ye Tan didn't feel the heat.

Zisang Junyan's side was cool, and the sunlight seemed to be separated by a cover, but if he opened his eyes and looked at it, it would feel dazzling and pale.

The trees on both sides are tall and straight up.

The trunk is turquoise, the canopy grows very high, and the leaves are turquoise.

When the wind blows, the leaves make a sound like a piano.

After Ye Tan woke up this time, he was no longer sleepy.

The feeling of blooming seems to have subsided a lot.

The only thing that can stop Ye Tan from blooming is the power of the inner demon.

Ye Tan put his arms around Zisang Junyan's neck and asked him softly, "Where are we going?"

Zisang Junyan's voice always sounded like the clear wind in the wilderness, with a kind of calm and calm: "It's almost here."

At the end of the long straight road, Ye Tan saw the green terraced fields in the middle of the mountain and the eaves of the cottages.

Covered by white and green trees, it is an ordinary village in the cultivation world, and even the aura is extremely thin.

Yetan woke up and got off Zisang Junyan's back.

He remembered something, something of some importance.

So, Ye Tan said seriously: "Don't move."

Zisang Junyan was originally a person who stood silently like a sculpture of a god, but after he did not speak, he became even more like a statue.

The posture is straight, and the hands hang down naturally on both sides.

Only those eyes that were as quiet as a cold pool stared at him quietly for a moment.

As apathetic as ever.

Because of the coldness in the eyes and the emptiness between the brows without emotion and waves, everyone will feel timid and stay away.

But Ye Tan stepped forward to stick very close to him, holding him tightly with open arms.

Like hugging a straight tree.

"Don't move." Ye Tan said again.

So Zisang Junyan remained still, letting him hug him like a real tree.

Yetan carefully adjusted the posture of his hands until he found the most comfortable posture that could hold him tighter, and he hugged him for a long time.

Close to Zi Sang Junyan, like a flower goblin grabbing people's body temperature.

This is what he learned, what normal human beings do when they are with the person they like.

The feeling of holding Zi Sang Junyan was warm and more at ease than the feeling of being on his back, and his consciousness was also lazy. He wanted to keep holding him like this, and almost fell asleep standing up.

What a pity, why is Zisang Junyan not a tree?

If Zisang Junyan was a tree, he would be able to hold it like this for 100, 1000 years.

Ye Tan was still thinking, frowned, very self-controlled, and let go after an hour.

He backed away a little, solemnly stood obediently and quietly like Zi Sang Junyan, and then seriously said to Zi Sang Junyan: "Now, it's your turn to hug me."

——The correct way of falling in love includes hugging, and hugging is mutual.

Ye Tan is in the mind of demons, and he is also studying when he finds time.

What was said in the book was indeed true, the feeling of holding Zisang Junyan was really good, and he also wanted Zisang Junyan to experience such a beautiful feeling.

While he was speaking, Zisang Junyan looked at him intently and calmly with dark eyes.

Others would think it was a dangerous look, but Yetan liked it very much.

Zisang Junyan is not facial paralysis, nor is it really desireless, all emotions are in the cold pool of those eyes, because there are too many, like an ice field frozen, but it makes people feel calm, only quiet.

Ye Tan tilted his head slightly, frowned and looked at his deep and restrained eyes, and blinked: "You, don't you want to hug?"

Zisang Junyan's hand fell on his shoulder, and that hand fell back to the butterfly bone on his back.

The other arm was around his waist.

Ye Tan opened his eyes slightly, Zisang Junyan's posture was not correct, it was different from his.

He just wrapped his arms around Zisang Junyan's waist.

Zisang Junyan's posture doesn't look like a hug, it seems that he is wrapped in his arms.

It was like being shrouded in Zisang Junyan's world.

Yetan remained silent, blinking obediently, he remembered that Zisang Junyan was like this when he was a teenager.

It seemed to be always cold and insecure, and he could feel a little relieved by surrounding him like a beast protecting food from behind.

Because Zisang Junyan was sick, and he is not recovering now.

Yetan wanted to touch his head, like before, but Zisang Junyan hugged him so tightly that his arm could not be lifted.

Moreover, Ye Tan should abide by the rules of hugging and not move.

Zisang Junyan's hug was very comfortable, and he liked it very much, even more than when he hugged Zisang Junyan.

There is another rule of love for normal people, which I learned from Xuan Ye. Two people have to talk, talk a lot, say what's on their minds, and ask a lot of questions.

Ye Tan blinked in Zisang Junyan's arms, and said softly, "Do you like it?"

Zisang Junyan: "I like it."

Ye Tan said: "I like it too. From now on, let's hug like this once a day, one hour per person."

He kind of understands why the monks in the past always practiced too much and lost their feelings. If they had a Taoist companion, they would hug for two out of twelve hours a day. When hugging, they would be quiet and motionless. Anything other than that will waste a lot of practice time.

Fortunately, he is just a flower and does not need to practice.

Yetan thought for a while: "I can hug you when you are in samadhi, so that you won't waste your practice time."

Zisang Junyan said calmly, "It doesn't matter."

Ye Tan rested his chin on his shoulder, blinked his eyebrows lightly: "You are so kind."

He frowned slightly, a little sleepy, and felt that two hours a day was a bit short.

It would be great if Zisang Junyan was a tree.Ye Tan sighed softly in his heart.

He talked a lot, and Ye Tan didn't like to talk at first, but this is in the rules of love for normal people.

Some words need to be answered by Zisang Junyan, and some don't.

Say what comes to mind.

For example, it would be great if Zisang Junyan was a tree, and he could hug him all the time.

For example, what He saw and heard in those hearts and demons, and every time he thought of Zi Sang Junyan.

For example, he has looked for Zi Sang Junyan in the demons of everyone in Jiu Shichen, but not every time he can find it.

"Time is up."

Although he didn't want it to end, Yetan still took the initiative to separate from Zisang Junyan punctually.

Orange clouds float in the sky at dusk, unreally bright and warm.

He stretched out his hand, looked at Zisang Junyan with emerald green eyes, and blinked: "Hand in hand."

This is another important rule in the way normal people fall in love.

Zisang Junyan was arranging his hair. His snow-like hair melted and turned white under the sun, but the pale ice-snow color on Ye Tan's face was clearer, like ice and snow about to melt.

Zisang Junyan released a spell from his hand.

The hazy aura dissipated, Ye Tan's gorgeous red dress turned white, and his snow-like hair turned black.

After changing the color of the hair, the unreal feeling that seemed to be melting disappeared a lot.

Zisang Junyan held Yetan's hand after finishing all this.

Ye Tan likes white, because it is because of the transformation, he can not really change the color of the clothes, but Zisang Junyan's spell can do this.

He was very happy, but his jade-colored eyes were clear, and even his smile was so clear that it seemed as if it didn't exist.

Zisang Junyan is not like a normal person, and neither is Yetan.

When he laughed, he wasn't necessarily happy. He was really happy now, but quietly.

But Zisang Junyan could understand it, because when Yetan was in a good mood, his eyes were like lakes in spring, clear and gentle.

There is a kind of pure and holy nothingness that is about to disappear like melting ice and snow, and it seems more real than ever.

Zisang Junyan took Yetan's hand and walked into that ordinary village like an ordinary pedestrian in the cultivation world.

Zi Sang Junyan had traveled the world of cultivation for a hundred years, and wherever he went, he was out of place every time, and was feared and rejected by the world.

Those people didn't do it out of malice, but because they were too weak and naturally sensitive and fearful of danger.

Therefore, Zisang Junyan also kept a distance not to disturb them, just watching from a distance.

This was the first time that this village, immersed in the orange clouds at dusk, seemed to openly accept him.

Like the wind passing through the forest, it opened up a path for pedestrians from another world to step on it.

People in the village rarely see outsiders, and everyone looks at them curiously.

Children chasing chickens and dogs, old people with mottled beard and hair.

Cooking smoke curled up, and the whole village was lighting a fire for cooking.

The aura in the cultivation world is getting weaker and weaker, and the qualifications of people born in the cultivation world are getting worse and worse. In villages like this with weak aura, people need to obtain aura from food, otherwise they will suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death like ordinary people.

With Reiki, these people can try to draw Qi into the body.

When they saw Zisang Junyan and Yetan, they were very curious, but the guard in their eyes was much less than Zisang Junyan expected.

"Where are the guests coming from? What are they going to do?"

The old people are well-informed, they may not have been all-powerful in the cultivation world, but they have seen the most sinister human heart and the most diverse human nature, enough to distinguish them.

Zisang Junyan's words may make people tremble with fear.

But now, with someone holding his hand, it was like a sword had an owner.

Ye Tan was born too holy, even Ye's gorgeous red clothes couldn't cover the clarity of His eyebrows, let alone a white dress.

The white-clothed Yetan seemed to be imagined by people in the realm of comprehension. Those legendary monks with pure souls, clear minds, meditation meditation and Taoism, and gradually cultivated from humans to immortals should look like they should be.

They looked at Yetan, but it was Zisang Junyan who answered.

"We are wandering casual cultivators, and we will cultivate here for a few days." Zisang Junyan looked at each other quietly with his eyes closed. Get nervous for no reason.

Zisang Junyan's left hand was still holding Yetan's hand, and his right hand formed a sword formula, slashing between the eyebrows of the stunned old man.

"During the stay, I can get rid of evil spirits for everyone in the village."

Miscellaneous qi is something that no matter where, no matter what kind of monks will have it, people cannot completely equate with the aura of heaven and earth.

The physique of a high-ranking monk is already pure enough, and the miscellaneous qi will turn into a demonic state.

The miscellaneous qi of low-level ordinary monks is more on the surface of the body, which will make them born, old, sick and die earlier.

It is easy for high-ranking monks to get rid of miscellaneous qi, but it is not necessary.

The low-level monks who can use it can't have it.

The old man suddenly felt refreshed, and even stretched his body a lot: "Is the sir a medical practitioner?"

Zisang Junyan: "No, but I can remove your evil spirits."

Old man: "Yes, can everyone in the village do it?"

Zisang Junyan nodded: "Yeah."

The old man beamed with joy, and warmly entertained Zisang Junyan and Yetan.

The next day, Zisang Junyan got up very early.

Ye Tan pushed away the room, stood on the second floor of the bamboo building and looked down, Zisang Junyan was already pulling out the evil spirits of every villager.

Not only to pull out miscellaneous qi, but also to cure some sick people.

Everyone was grateful when they left, and Zisang Junyan just nodded calmly and seriously.

The team was very long, and he never took a break. A monk like him could go on for hundreds of years without eating or sleeping.

From morning to night, until dusk, heal the last villager.

Ye Tan has been standing on the second floor watching him.

Zisang Junyan worked all day, and Yetan watched it all day.

After seeing off the last villager, Zisang Junyan stood up calmly and looked at Yetan on the second floor.

His eyes were deep and quiet, with the familiar tenderness Ye Tan was familiar with.

Walking towards Ye Tan.

Zisang Junyan stretched out his hand, and a glass-like fruit appeared in the palm of his hand. Because this fruit absorbed all kinds of miscellaneous energy, it formed a small mixed mental demon state.

Zisang Junyan handed it to Yetan: "This kind of mental demon is very gentle, and can suppress the discomfort of flowering."

The inner demons like Elder Jiu Shichen are too strong, although the effect is very good, but it is drinking poison to quench thirst, the more suppressed, the stronger the power to bloom in the future, the more difficult it is to resist.

Yetan suddenly understood that when Zisang Junyan was carrying him, he walked very slowly, but every time he woke up, the scenery along the way was always different.

Only the inner demon can suppress the process of flowering.

The reason why He can wake up every time is because Zi Sang Junyan went to many villages like this with him on his back, cleared away the evil spirits for many people, and collected such gentle demons, so that He could wake up.

For Ye Tan, the few times he opened his eyes and fell asleep, it was just a day and a night.

To Zisang Junyan, every time Yetan wakes up briefly, several days and nights have passed.

Ye Tan tilted his head slightly, his emerald eyes looked at him quietly and clearly: "When I fell asleep, were you alone?"

Zisang Junyan: "I feel at ease knowing that you are on my back."

"But it will be lonely."

"Not anymore." Zisang Junyan said calmly: "From the day you appeared, I have never been lonely."

Ye Tan was slightly taken aback: "In the rules of love for normal people, there is another rule that I haven't learned yet. Do you want to try it?"

He took a step forward, but he didn't hug him, he just stood on tiptoe slightly, Zisang Junyan was a little too tall.

However, before He taught, Zisang Junyan lowered his eyes first.

The slightly cool lips fell on Ye Tan's eyebrows.