On how abusive essays become sweet essays

Late at night, the birds in the forest uttered "cuckoo" calls, the candles in the cave were brightly lit, and the two ghosts stood guard at the cave exit. No one spoke, and the surroundings were silent.

At this time, small footsteps sounded, and a figure appeared at the corner. The two men kneeled on one knee at the door and saluted: "Master Xu."

Xu Kui's face was illuminated by the candlelight, he waved his hand to let the two of them continue to guard, and walked in. In the cave, Mr. Bai Yue was not asleep. He was sitting by the bed, his white hair scattered on his shoulders, and his stern face was as bright and flawless as moonlight. .

Inside, only a candle on the table could be illuminated. Xu Kui walked to the table and stopped for a long time, before calling in a low voice: "Immortal Venerable."

Bai Yuejun turned his head sideways.

"... Ah Kui, I didn't expect that you are still alive."

Xu Kui smiled wryly, "I'm already dead, back then... it was the Nine Kings who saved me again."

He was Xie Yi's guard during his lifetime, and grew up by his side since childhood, but in the end, it was Xie Yi who protected him.

The cave was very quiet, and every small sound seemed to be amplified infinitely. Xu Kui lowered his head: "Xianzun, don't blame the Nine Kings, he... doesn't remember anything, and——"

He closed his eyes and hesitated to speak.

Bai Yuejun asked him: "At the beginning...how did he survive?"

He was asking about the battle against the ghost king in the world of cultivating immortals 20 years ago. It was not long after Xie Yi became a ghost cultivator. At that time, it was already too late, and all the monks knew that there was a very powerful ghost cultivator in the ghost world, who killed people and set fires, and did all kinds of evil.

Xu Kui shook his head: "I don't know, when I saw him later, he had that strange rune pattern on his face, and his temper became bloodthirsty and cruel, and he became very strange. The traitors who are cultivating are retreating."

During that time, he had been cultivating in Xie Yi's retreat, so he didn't know that Bai Yuejun, who was famous outside, turned gray overnight.

Bai Yuejun pondered for a while, and said, "Ah Kui, can you do me a favor?"

Xu Kui looked distressed, "Immortal Venerable, the Nine Kings ordered us to take care of you..."

Bai Yuejun: "I don't mean to leave."

He wanted Xu Kui to find out about Shen Ao's whereabouts, to make sure whether Shen Ao's life card was still there, and he hadn't let go of the heart he had been hanging around since before entering the secret realm.

"Aoi—"

A deep voice came from behind Xu Kui, and his back froze suddenly.

Xie Yi walked out from the darkness, with an inexplicable smile on his face, in such an atmosphere, it was quite strange and cold.

"Where do you want to take my people?"

"Nine Kings." Xu Kui knelt down, with a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, "I dare not."

"Don't you dare?" Xie Yi threw off his robe and squatted down, putting his hands on his knees, "Come here in the middle of the night without me, why don't you dare?"

Bai Yuejun said: "Xie Yi, don't blame him, he never promised to let me go."

"What?" Xie Yi took a deep breath and stood up, "Is this seat uncomfortable for you? Or do you not want to get married tomorrow?"

He walked to the side of the bed, reached out to touch Bai Yuejun's face, but he dodged it sideways, his fingertips touched his hair, Xie Yi chuckled, and suddenly stretched out his five fingers into his hair, "Immortal Venerable, Are you afraid of me? Or hate me?"

Bai Yuejun frowned slightly, not because he was afraid or disgusted, but because he was not used to getting close to him when there were other people. He bit his lips lightly, and the helpless expression made by the cold-faced beauty was full of lethality.

His cold voice lowered: "Xie Yi, don't do this."

During the stalemate between the three of them, a ghost cultivator stumbled to the door.

"Nine Kings, Nine Kings—it's not good, a demon cultivator calling himself Mu Huarong broke in at the entrance of the cave!"

"Mu Huarong." Xie Yi turned his head and murmured, "This name sounds familiar."

Xu Kui reminded in a low voice: "There used to be a ghost cultivator in the ghost world, named Mu Huayang, who defected and attacked Xingyun Pavilion the night before the opening of the secret realm."

Xie Yi glanced at him, let go of Bai Yuejun, turned around and left.

Above the main hall, red silk was hung in the cave, and red cushions were placed under the main seat. At this time, the main seat was occupied by a man in black robes, and the ghost cultivators in the hall were scattered at the door, not daring to go forward.

The man poured a glass of wine, and when he was about to drink it, a murderous aura struck him. His eyes froze slightly, and he turned over from his seat. The next moment, there was a loud noise, and the stone bench was torn apart.

"Oh, it's such a good stool, what a pity." The man still had a wine glass in his hand, and the wine in the glass was not spilled, so he raised his head and drank it.

"The devil."

Before anyone appeared, the low and slow male voice came first.

The man greeted loudly: "Long time no see, Xiao Yiyi."

Xie Yi came out from the dark place, and at a glance he could tell from the aura on Mu Huarong's body that it was Mozun. His name had never appeared in that book, nor had he come out of the secret realm.

He had a relationship with him more than 20 years ago, and this demon king was stuffed into the secret realm by himself. He can't remember that memory clearly, but he vaguely remembers that their relationship was not very harmonious.

The talisman pattern on Xie Yi's face glowed red, he felt the heat on his face, and raised his hand to touch it.

Mu Huarong: "I knew it was you, I felt it as soon as you entered the secret realm!"

He was full of regret: "I thought you would make a big fuss in the world of cultivating immortals, but I didn't expect that you have been in seclusion for so many years."

He obviously had inquired about Xie Yi over the years.

"Why don't you follow your heart? You want to suppress that curse, why bother to torture yourself for others?" His eyes fell on the lines on Xie Yi's face, as if admiring a perfect masterpiece.

Xie Yi said slowly: "Fuck you - what does Mu Huayang have to do with you?"

"That little idiot, my brother." Mu Huarong shrugged, "Xiao Yiyi, did you make this cave like this to welcome me?"

Xie Yi twitched the corner of his mouth: "What are you?"

Mu Huarong "shushed" and said, "I don't like hearing what you say."

His eyes flickered slightly, and he was caught off guard. Xie Yi had been prepared for a long time, and he did not lose the wind in the fight.

"I haven't seen you for so long, Xiao Yiyi still understands me so well, I'm so happy."

"Then you are too happy. When you are put into the coffin, I will celebrate you with drums and gongs."

"Xiao Yiyi really hasn't changed at all, her words are so annoying."

"You have changed. You have become uglier and weaker. Are you old?"

"Your words make me sad."

During the fight between the two, they did not give in.

Soon they were the only ones left inside, fine stones rolled down from the wall, when Mr. Bai Yue arrived, what he saw was a mess, red silk, stones, wine and fruits were scattered all over the ground.

With a loud noise, a hole was smashed into the wall, and Mu Huarong's body was sunk in it, a red shadow flew across the air, the sound of flesh being ripped apart was toothache, and Mu Huarong let out a muffled groan.

Xie Yi's hand was stuck in his abdomen, and when he pulled it out, blood splashed on his face, he rolled over and fell to the ground, and Mu Huarong fell down, he put his hands on the ground, blood trickled down onto the ground in a puddle.

"Ha...hahahaha..." Mu Huarong lowered his head and laughed.

Guangjie's feet stepped on his shoulders, forcing him to the ground, "Is that all?"

Mu Huarong stretched out his hand, grabbed his right ankle, raised his head and spat out blood, the corners of his mouth raised, and his voice was hoarse: "Little Yiyi, you are still so fierce."

There seemed to be a red light flashing in Xie Yi's eyes, and the runes on his face were faintly visible, and he exerted a little force on his feet.

Mu Huarong grabbed his ankle and said, "It's really fascinating, I will come back to find you."

After he finished speaking, his body suddenly collapsed, and a gust of black wind swept away, leaving only his clothes in place. It was only his penis, not the body, but it was only the penis that was hurt to this extent, which had a great impact on the body.

Xie Yi didn't pursue him.

His hands were hanging down, the palms were stained with sticky blood, dripping down, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and gave a low "chi" sound, the runes on his face became hotter and hotter, Xie Yi walked to the other side, his body shaking After a few clicks, he supported the wall.

"Xie Yi!"

Footsteps sounded behind him, Bai Yuejun came to him, raised his hand to support him, but he hid him, Xie Yi's half intact face turned to him, and said in a suppressed voice: "Get out of the way."

He pushed Bai Yuejun away and walked in slowly.

"Xie Yi." Bai Yuejun grabbed his wrist, his fingers were stained with blood.

Xie Yi raised his hand to dodge, and a dark light appeared in his eyes: "Didn't the Immortal Master want to run? Run, I will give you a chance."

His heart seemed to be soaked in magma, it was so hot that he could hardly control his emotions, he wanted to tear everything in front of him into pieces, he clenched his fists heavily while breathing heavily.

"Xie Yi..." Bai Yuejun stepped forward and hugged him around the waist, touched a sachet by his side, leaned his chin on his shoulder with downcast eyes, tightened his arms, and whispered in his ear, " Don't leave me behind."

Seeing this, Xu Kui retreated silently. He turned his head and saw Shen Ao who was not far behind. He didn't know when he came.

Xu Kui: "Go if you want."

Shen Ao looked at him suspiciously.

"I'll take you out myself."

In order to prevent him from telling the location here.

Shen Ao withdrew his sword and said coldly: "Master is here, I will not leave."

He turned around and walked back. He had never seen Master showing such an expression, as if the ice and snow had melted, and he looked like a living person.

In the simple cave, Bai Yuejun wiped off the blood on Xie Yi's hands little by little. Xie Yi withdrew his hand, stared at it with lowered eyes, without saying a word, as if a hammer was constantly beating in his mind, causing bursts of pain .

Bai Yuejun leaned over, caressed the side of his face, kissed the corner of his mouth, and breathed lightly on the side of Xie Yi's face. Xie Yi came back to his senses, his eyelashes trembled twice, and after a while, he hugged Bai Yuejun.

During the kiss, he stumbled and fell into the soft quilt of the bed. Bai Yuejun seemed to have dropped a stone in his heart, causing waves of waves. He hooked Xie Yi's waist, panting, and his soul seemed to be trembling.

"Xie Yi..." Bai Yuejun's eyes turned red.

Xie Yi kissed harder and harder. Bai Yuejun hugged the back of Xie Yi's head, and between his teeth, he tasted the bloody smell, but it was as if he had encountered a burning fire on an extremely cold winter night. It hurts and I don't want to let go.

However, after that, he still couldn't help begging Xie Yi with a crying voice, following his body's instincts, saying pleas that he didn't even understand from the bottom of his heart, and indulged in it.

……

A lonely city in the desert, full of dust and dust, the city was dead and uninhabited, after ten days of war, there were piles of corpses lying on the gate of the city, both human beings and monsters, there was no one alive in the city.

A young man dressed in white broke in here. He stood at the city gate blankly with his sword in hand, not knowing where to go. It was like a broken dream turned into a nightmare. Everything was different from what he had imagined in the past.

The plaque on the city gate fell off and became fragments, and the inside of the city was also a mess of cups and plates. He walked in the city, searched all over the city, and found an arm wearing black armor at the corner of the city gate. He held it tightly, and held it in his palm. It was his former jade pendant.

"Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu, I'm sorry..." He choked up, calling his name over and over again.

Heartache to the extreme, as if being hacked into pieces, regret endlessly.

He was late, he was late.

This scene has become Bai Yuejun's nightmare for decades since then.

Bai Yuejun woke up suddenly, the corners of his eyes were wet, and the pain still lingered in his heart.

He was short of breath, and only after waking up did he realize that the body temperature of the sleeping person next to him was very high. He suddenly felt that something was wrong in his sea of ​​consciousness, and when he checked it out, he found that the remnant soul had disappeared.

He got out of bed to fetch a basin of water, and wiped the sweat from Xie Yi's forehead. He didn't fall asleep again in the second half of the night, and sat by the bed all the time.

Xie Yi didn't lie to him, Shen Ao didn't die, he was also in this cave, he remembered the "evil curse" that Mu Huarong said before, and touched Xie Yi's side face with his fingertips, the lines there were slowly disappearing.

He has heard that evil spells are high-level magic spells in the demon world. It will amplify a certain negative emotion in people's hearts, such as desire, hatred, or greed. Once a certain aspect is satisfied, it will give rise to stronger emotions, such as A bottomless pit cannot be filled no matter what. Over time, that person will lose his mind, and only self-cancellation can be solved, or the caster can undo the spell or die.

And now, it's disappearing.

"I won't leave again." Bai Yuejun bowed his waist, leaning his face against his chest.

Once leaving, he waited too long, and made Xie Yi wait too long.

The next day, Xie Yi didn't wake up.

After Bai Yuejun checked, he stayed by the side. Shen Aolai looked for him once, but Xu Kui stopped him outside. They were in the cave, unaware that the outside world had turned upside down.

Lord Baiyue of Jiuchong Mountain entered the secret realm, but there was no one there. The demon king appeared in the world, and the weak demon cultivators gradually gathered into a vast ocean. As soon as Mu Huarong came out of the secret realm, he first went to the realm of cultivating immortals to find his "old acquaintances" to reminisce about the past. The Immortal World was disturbed, and the two sides were tense.

Xie Yi slept for half a month.

Many, many things seemed to be suddenly stuffed into his mind.

That winter, when it was snowing heavily, he met a child on the side of the road. He was wearing thin clothes and his body was frozen. He was leaning against the corner of the wall.

He walked up to the kid and knelt down.

"Oh, are you still alive?"

The child didn't answer, but just tried his best and moved his eyes, the desire to survive in his eyes was trembling.

He then took the child home, cured him, and left him at home.

Everything about life is peaceful and warm.

And later on, there was a big battle between the monks in the cultivation world and the demons, a city was flattened by the demons, many of them killed by mistake, Xie Yi didn't protect anything, he lost everything, his beautiful homeland was littered with corpses , he also died in that war.

When Xie Yi fell down, he grabbed the jade pendant around his neck.

He can't wait for his little lord.

When I woke up, it was like a dream.

There was a heavy fog in front of him, and then he saw Bai Yuejun's face.

"you're awake."

Xie Yi sat up from the bed, his black hair covered his face.

"Little Jun." Xie Yi called out.

Bai Yuejun heard that this "Xiaojun" was different from every time in the past, with the same temperature as before, but it contained different emotions.

Bai Yuejun froze, then leaned over suddenly, and hugged him, his back was trembling, and after a while, his cool palm wrapped around his back.

Xie Yi heard Bai Yuejun's weeping voice: "Ah Jiu."

"Well, I am." Xie Yi stroked his head.

The red silk in the cave was dismantled and restored to its original state. The main seat in the main hall was rebuilt. Xie Yi recovered after a few days of cultivation. The fusion of the two memories made him feel dazed at first.

The torches were lit inside the cave, the main hall was bustling with activity, the ghost cultivators gathered together to drink and talk, under the presidency, Yingying and Yanyan, today Xie Yi asked Xu Kui to organize a dinner to reward everyone. No difference.

Xie Yi stepped on the seat, leaning his elbow on the armrest, resting his chin and looking at the dancing girl under the stage, a female ghost serving beside him poured wine for him, Xie Yi took the wine glass, raised his head and drank it , and then the female ghost poured another glass.

In his drinking room, disorderly footsteps came from the entrance of the cave, Xie Yi heard the three footsteps through the music, and turned his head to look.

Xu Kui led Bai Yuejun and Shen Ao here.

Xie Yi waved away the ghost cultivator beside him, vacated his seat, and waved to Bai Yuejun. Bai Yuejun's amber eyes flashed across the dancing girl, and after a pause, he walked to Xie Yi's side without looking sideways.

Xu Kui took Shen Ao to sit down on the other side, and Shen Ao stared at Xie Yi covetously.

Xie Yiquan pretended not to know, he patted the side beside him, and said to Bai Yuejun, "Sit."

Bai Yuejun sat down, and there was room for another person to sit at the distance between the two of them. Xie Yi leaned to the other side and handed a wine glass to him.

"I haven't had a good drink with you yet, but I'm going to have a good drink today." Xie Yi had a faint smile on his lips.

Bai Yuejun put one hand on his sleeve and poured a glass of wine from the flagon with the other, saying, "Okay."

The two drank a few cups one after another, the music changed from song to song, and the ghost cultivators below were drunk, Bai Yuejun finished pouring a pot of wine, leaned over to get the pot in front of Xie Yi, and threw his elbow to Xie Yi inadvertently. Xie Yi dodged for a while.

Bai Yuejun noticed it keenly. He lowered his head and said nothing. He took the jug and poured two more glasses of wine.

"Xiaojun, what do you think of this dance?" Xie Yi pressed the edge of his wine glass to his lips, and casually looked at the dancing girls below.

Bai Yuejun took a sip of his wine and said, "Not really."

"Oh?" Xie Yi became interested, "I asked you what I asked you earlier, and you answered it all. I saw that this dancer dances well. What does Xiaojun think is not good?"

Bai Yuejun said in a low voice: "The clothes are not covering the body, and the dancing posture is too enchanting."

Xie Yi laughed twice: "The dancing clothes are like cicada's wings, clear and misty, and the dancing posture is smart and charming, I think it's just right."

Bai Yuejun touched the wine glass, his fingertips turned blue, he took another sip of the wine, and after finishing the glass, he poured another glass with the jug, and said softly, "You didn't like to watch these things before."

Xie Yi was silent.

He didn't like to watch it in the past. It wasn't until after his death that he realized how precious the scenes of being alive were, so he never liked it and turned it into a nostalgia, as if he was looking for himself when he was a teenager in the past, but he couldn't find it. came back.

He stretched out the wine glass to Bai Yuejun, but Bai Yuejun paused, poured him a glass of wine anyway, and said, "People's preferences are subject to change."

A drop of wine accidentally splashed out and landed on Xie Yi's wrist. He stretched out his hand and wiped it twice. Before he could touch it more, Xie Yi retracted his hand, and some of the full glass of wine spilled on his cuff .

Xie Yi took a sip of his wine as if nothing had happened.

It seems that the inadvertent avoidance and wet cuffs do not exist.

In fact, he was not quite able to figure out Bai Yuejun's thoughts.

Bai Yuejun never said that he liked him. The nonsense of his childhood was not true. The double cultivation was to restore the remnant soul with him. Now they have no reason to continue that relationship.

Lord Bai Yue carried all of Xie Yi's past, and it was his piece of pure land. He didn't want to pollute this land, and he didn't want to force it on him. If Lord Bai Yue didn't want to, he forgot about it.

People don't get everything they want.

Xie Yi had a deep understanding of this a long time ago, and he didn't want to lose it again.

Bai Yuejun's eyes darkened a little, this was not the first time these days, he lowered his head and put down his wine glass, looking even more indifferent on his face.

After a dinner party, Xie Yi recruited Xu Kui and passed on his words. There were not many ghost cultivators who followed him. At the beginning, most of them ran away with Mu Huayang. A ghost cultivator who has made great achievements.

Xie Yi told everyone not to follow him anymore, they can go wherever they want, stay if they want, and he doesn't want to be their Nine Kings anymore.

Xu Kuiyou remembered that when Xie Yi woke him up from the pile of corpses, he said to him: "From now on, follow me, I am your master."

At that time, Xie Yi's memory was confused, so he also forgot that he was his master in the first place, but later when there were more ghost cultivators following him, he changed his name to "Nine Kings", until now.

"Master." Xu Kui looked at Xie Yi with a smile on his handsome face, "This subordinate wants to continue following you."

Xie Yi recovered his memory, abandoned his identity as "Nine Kings", and became his master again.

"If you want, call me by my name later."

Xu Kui only felt that the blood that had been cold for a long time seemed to be hot again, and his lips murmured: "No, can this subordinate...can you continue to call you young master?"

Xie Yi: "As you wish."

In the middle of the night, on the uninhabited mountainside, the birds on the branches were calling, and the pool water flowed past Xie Yi's chest with a coolness. He got into the water with a short body, and swam to the other side, his strong back muscles emerged.

Xie Yi got out of the water, and saw a familiar white robe.

He raised his hand to comb his hair back, and the wet black hair stuck to his shoulders. He looked up and saw Bai Yuejun's face. Xie Yi supported the shore with his hands and sat on the rock.

"Why did you come here?" He also caught a jumping fish in his hand, Xie Yi handed it to Bai Yuejun with one hand, "It's just in time, why don't you take care of this fish for me—"

Xie Yi stopped talking suddenly, feeling warm hands grabbing his wrist, he turned his head.

"Ah Jiu." Bai Yuejun knelt down slowly, hugged Xie Yi from behind, his chin touched the water on his shoulder, his cold voice was full of grievances, "Why are you avoiding me these few days?"

Mr. Bai Yue was not a tactful person, especially in front of Xie Yi, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked bluntly.

Xie Yi felt the strength in his waist, his hand suddenly loosened, and the fish jumped into the water, splashing a layer of water, as if cheering for his escape from death.

For a long time, Xie Yi's voice pretended to be relaxed and said: "I'm not hiding from you, I'm just afraid that you will feel uncomfortable."

Bai Yuejun: "Why are you uncomfortable?"

Xie Yi said what he was thinking. After Bai Yuejun listened, his eyes widened, and he had the naive and deceitful look when he was a child. When he met Xie Yi's gaze, he lowered his eyes in embarrassment. Because the appearance is very deceiving, it is impossible to tell that he is shy without looking closely.

A red rope came out of Bai Yuejun's sleeve and wrapped around Xie Yi's wrist. Bai Yuejun asked, "Do you remember this rope?"

He asked this question, Xie Yi looked at it for a while, and then he recalled it. In his year, Mr. Bai Yue hurt his leg because he fell off picking peaches, and it was inconvenient to get up at night. So they dug out a red rope from the house and tied it around their wrists. If Mr. Bai Yue wanted to get up at night, he only needed to pull it to wake him up.

This red rope bound him for the rest of his life.

"Ah Jiu, my heart pleases you. Everything I did was voluntary." Bai Yuejun didn't dare to look up at him, but looked down at the ropes on the two wrists. After that, I don't want to hide anymore.

"What about you?" He asked anxiously, but his face was calm and composed.

Xie Yi saw his reddish earlobes, the panic leaking from the corners of his eyes, and the strength of his slightly pursed lips, and discovered all the emotions hidden in this indestructible skin.

Mr. Bai Yue actually understood it very well.

Xie Yi said: "I want to marry you."

Bai Yuejun suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.

Under the moonlight, Xie Yi's brows and eyes were clearly defined, his black eyes were deep and charming, and his handsome face faded into a youthful, mature and sexy face, just like Bai Yuejun said before, like a piece of beautiful jade.

Bai Yuejun suddenly leaned forward, pressed against his forehead, and kissed his lips, his closed eyelashes trembling, Xie Yi put his arms around his waist and kissed back.

The two fell into the water, creating waves.

The water flow wrapped them, their black hair and white hair intertwined in the water, like a mural, after an unknown period of time, a sense of suffocation came up, they emerged from the water, Bai Yuejun put his hand on Xie Yi's shoulder, his chin was dripping water, He lowered his head and kissed Xie Yi's lips again.

"We're married." His voice was hoarse.

Xie Yi pressed him on the bank behind him, raised his hand to brush away the hair sticking to the side of his face, kissed the side of his face, Bai Yue Jun raised his head, and stroked his black hair.

"Ah Jiu, you can't lie to me." He leaned against the shore behind him, his body was floating on the water, the water soaked in his white clothes was sticking to his body, and his slender fingers rested on Xie Yi's body, gradually clenched.

Xie Yi said: "I won't lie to you."

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