Zha Gong's evolutionary path

The doctor's body was warm and gentle, Lin Gongru suppressed him, tremblingly feeling his soft breath brushing against his palms.

"You...how could..." He couldn't believe it, almost doubting that he was in a dream.

The hand holding the man's wrist did not relax a little because he recognized the man, on the contrary, he used more strength, "Xin Wu has long been—— who are you, why are you pretending to be him?"

With a trembling voice, his eyes were fixed on the person below him, with an expression of despair and longing.

Unlike Ye Mingjue, this person is a real body of flesh and blood, he can touch him, hear him speak, and feel his heartbeat - but how can this be true?Xin Wu closed his eyes in his arms, and even his life disappeared. He remembered the icy and biting chill like last night.

But now that Xin Wu was definitely lying under him, his eyes and the faint smile on his lips were so familiar, how could there be another person in the world who could imitate him so perfectly?

Dr. Mo Fa whispered: "You hurt me."

Lin Gongru stared at him, breathing unevenly, he said again: "It's cold on the ground, Lin Gongru."

He called out his name so naturally, Lin Gongru was startled, and felt his hands loosen a little.

In order to see his face clearly and expose his hypocrisy, he clung to the doctor's body tightly and pressed his snow-colored robe to the ground. Wet and half wet.He was trembling slightly, presumably he had caught a cold.

He coughed lightly, and Lin Gongru heard it, and the remaining strength couldn't help but let go.

As soon as the strength in his body lightened, Xin Wu propped his hands on the ground and sat up.

Lin Gongru did not leave him, the two of them formed a posture of sitting and kneeling, Lin Gongru was still half-kneeling between his legs, looking at him with romantic and affectionate peach blossom eyes as if facing an enemy.

Probably because this posture was really ambiguous, Xin Wu blushed slightly, and looked away unnaturally.

Although he didn't look at him, he stroked the man's bandaged right hand with both hands in a well-trained manner, and untied the rough and messy knots in circles.

Lin Gongru froze and let him move, watching him take out a small bottle of ointment from his arms, lowered his eyes, and carefully applied the medicine to his hideous ectropion wound.The medicine was applied to the red, swollen and inflamed wound, bringing a burst of coolness, with a slight tingling sensation, which was very real; however, all the cells in Lin Gongru's body were used to feel the slender finger that applied the ointment, and it passed across the back of the palm like a gentle breeze.

This feeling is terribly familiar. In the past, when he was seriously injured and dying, he lay dying in Xin Wu's cabin, and the doctor's technique and touch when applying the medicine to him were exactly the same as today.Even if he died thousands of times, he would never forget it.

The doctor gave him good medicine, and rewrapped the bandage in silence. His movements were slow, as if he cherished this hard-won time. The closer to the end of the bandage, the slower the wrapping speed was.

He finally lowered his hand, as if he didn't know where to put it, and whispered: "You take this medicine, apply it three times a day..."

His voice suddenly cut off.

Lin Gongru suddenly rushed forward, tightly wrapping him in his arms.

He pressed the back of Xin Wu's neck with one hand, forbidding him to break free and escape; he wrapped his arms around his waist tightly with one hand, dragged the doctor to his body, and buried his head in Dr. Mofa's shoulder, greedily and tremblingly. Take his breath.

He didn't say a word, Xin Wu didn't know where to put his hand, but now he slowly touched his shoulder, and then hugged the man's neck.

Lin Gongru buried himself on his shoulder, and said vaguely, "Since you're back, don't leave again, okay?"

The doctor remained silent, lovingly stroking the man's white hair that was loose behind him, combing it with his fingers, and combing it for him little by little.

The two hugged silently for a moment, and Lin Gongru suddenly raised his hand, grabbed his shoulder tightly, and kissed the doctor's lips involuntarily.

He put his hands on Xin Wu's shoulder blades, and the latter frowned slightly, as if he had suffered pain, and shrank back a little.But soon he faced Lin Gongru, raised his neck, kissed and entangled with him wantonly.

The pain flashed deep in the depths of his eyes, but he couldn't escape the eyes of Lin Gongru who was close at hand, and the white-haired man's heart suddenly moved.Even though the mental reaction lagged behind during the hot kiss, there was still a sudden realization somewhere, as if remembering some neglected details.

He was still kissing him, tentatively and slowly increasing the pressure on his shoulder blades.

Lin Gongru found that when Xin Wu pressed the right shoulder, the strength of Xin Wu's kiss with him was not affected; when he applied a little force and pressed the left shoulder, the movements of kissing and entangled with his tongue would be subtle and undetectable for a moment.

Although it was only a very short moment, it was quickly covered up by Xin Wu as if nothing had happened, but the longer the time of martial arts training, Lin Gongru is no longer the stunned young man who was easy to be deceived in the past. It is certain that he suffered a serious injury to his left shoulder.

Xin Wu is made of flesh and blood, and this body was injured...

In the blink of an eye, there was a vague breakthrough in the layers of mystery that had been shrouded in smoke just now.Lin Gongru's movements of kissing Xin Wu began to be uncontrollable, his palm slipped down, and he poked towards Dr. Mo Fa's lapel.

Xin Wu was kissed by him so breathlessly, her body gradually softened, as if it would turn into a puddle of spring water in the next moment, and fall limply into his arms.Lin Gongru stretched out his hand to peel off the skirt of his coat, but he didn't see the intention of resisting, let the man put his hand into his bosom, and slowly took off the coat.

He was only wearing a thin obscene garment inside, the sleeves of the outer robe were rolled down to the elbows, his body shivered slightly as if he couldn't bear the chill of the night.

The moonlight slowly shifted and moved to the other side of the moat. Lin Gongru's palm was already on his shoulder, and he was about to forcefully remove the last barrier - but Xin Wu seemed to wake up suddenly.Looking over Lin Gongru's shoulder, he saw a faint white line floating in the distant sky, and a little bit of trance flashed in his eyes as deep as falling stars.

The two of them were on the embankment of the moat at this time, and the grassy slope meandered down continuously until it stretched straight into the bottom of the moat.

Xin Wu stood up, grabbed Lin Gongru's hand that was about to strip off his clothes, and smiled.

He said to him with nostalgia: "...You still think about doing this kind of thing with me."

Lin Gongru's heart was shocked, and he was dazed for a moment, and his chest was pressed with both palms.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and felt a great force coming from the palm on his chest, pushing him like a thousand catties.

He followed the slope of the grass slope, couldn't stop the car, and rolled down into the moat like a green onion.The moment he slid down, he only had time to grab Xin Wu's sleeve, but the sleeve seemed to be made of flowing water, slipped from between his fingers, and finally plunged into the icy river with empty hands.

The cold river water surged up in all directions, filling his mouth and nose impatiently, and his eyes instantly darkened.

When he slapped his hands on the surface of the water, struggled to get his head up, and looked at the embankment again, the healer who had just stood there and stared at him had disappeared, and the moonlight had completely dimmed.

Lin Gongru climbed ashore from the river, soaked all over, and ran towards the inn without delay.

There were already scattered pedestrians on the street, but in the blink of an eye, I vaguely saw a white-haired man with water dripping from the corner of his clothes rushing away from the side of the road, as fast as a gust of wind passing by.

The waiter in the shop yawned, just removed the door panel, and was about to scrub the tables and chairs in the shop, when he saw Lin Gongru rushing into the inn from the street outside, his face was livid, he didn't know whether it was frozen like this or something bad happened.

He greeted him kindly: "Good morning——"

Lin Gongru rushed past him without turning his eyes. A rabbit flew up to the second floor.

The waiter in the shop was surprised: "Hero, your room is on the other side!" He just watched him kick open the door of Luo Huang's room, and it exploded inside like a fired shell.

In the Taoist priest's room, things were neatly arranged, and the Taoist robes that had been taken off were neatly folded and placed on the spring bench beside him.The boots and socks fell on the stool, clean and spotless, not even half a drop of dew or mud from the road.The bed was covered with a thin quilt, revealing a head with black hair. It seemed that the person was still awake, and the underside of the quilt was gently rising and falling.

With the windows half open, the morning breath and the chirping of early birds poured in along with the sunlight, and the room was full of life.

However, neither the action of Lin Gongru kicking open the door, nor the vibrant morning scenery outside the window, could wake up the sleeping figure on the bed. He seemed to have turned over and wrapped himself more inside, with a light Breathing can be heard through the thin quilt.

With a sullen face, Lin Gongru strode to the bed without saying a word, and threw off the thin quilt.

The person who fell asleep suddenly felt cold, turned sideways in a daze, and opened his eyes sleepily.

Lin Gongru glanced around him, and found that the Taoist priest was wearing a light gray undershirt, and the cuffs of the skirt were wrinkled from sleeping in the middle of the night; his messy hair was propped on his head like a chicken coop, and there were still dots hanging from the corners of his eyes. With tears streaming down her face, she met his eyes in astonishment.What's even more embarrassing is that the hem of this underwear is not long enough to cover the roots of his thighs. His legs are straight and slender, bare/exposed, and his skin is as smooth as cream.

Lin Gongru only glanced at it, then turned his head away immediately, and the quilt lifted in his hand fell back to the original place.

Luo Huang was stunned for a long time, the string in his mind was finally connected, and he sat up with hands and feet, tightly covering his body with the quilt.

Looking vigilantly at the man who turned his back: "Lin Gongru! You don't sleep in the middle of the night, come to the poor room to play hooligans?"

"..." Lin Gongru wanted to say that I wasn't, I didn't, but in a blink of an eye he saw the door of the room wide open, and the excuse slipped back to his lips.

Still unwilling to give up, he turned his back to him and asked unwillingly, "When did you fall asleep last night?"

Luo Huang asked back: "What does it have to do with you when I fall asleep? Last night when I came up after finishing the ceremony, the light in your room was already off. Is it impossible to say good night to you before going to bed?"

His tone was uncharacteristically aggressive, but considering that no one would like to be disturbed to wake up in the middle of a clear dream, let alone the rude way of being lifted off the quilt without saying a word, and looked at the whole body up and down, his It is normal to wake up with gas.

Lin Gongru couldn't figure out what to do with him, and he really couldn't swallow the breath in his heart. He hesitated for a long time, and the manic and depressed mood became more and more unbearable.He walked a few steps in the room like a trapped animal, then turned his head to stare at Luo Huang.

The Taoist grasped the quilt cautiously, and fumbled for his mahogany sword beside the bed with one hand.

Lin Gongru said: "Did you not leave this room last night?"

Luo Huang said: "What do you want to say?"

Lin Gongru froze for a moment, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, then frowned tightly.

Seeing his expression of fighting between heaven and man, Luo Huang suddenly realized something, and his expression became relaxed from the vigilance just now.

He said: "Last night... Who did you see again? Who is it?"

After Lin Gongru made such a mess, no matter how much sleepiness he felt, he flew out of the sky, Luo Huang asked, while rustling his clothes under the quilt.

Lin Gongru watched him swaying under the quilt intently. He was really impulsive to lift the quilt to see what happened, or to peel off the Taoist priest's pitiful underclothes—maybe there was something hidden inside. What about the moon-white obscene clothes?

Fortunately, his rationality has not completely abandoned him and left. Lin Gongru suppressed the idea of ​​further offending Luo Huang, gritted his teeth, and simply confessed: "I met Xin Wu by the moat—"

He raised his wrist and showed him the skillfully wrapped bandage on the palm of his right hand. After careful application of medicine by the doctor, the reddish wound has gradually improved.

Luo Huang remembered that Lin Gongru said that Xin Wu was the doctor with excellent medical skills in the second world.He said casually: "Either you are thinking too much and seeing hallucinations, or he is like Ye Mingjue, you can come back to visit him before the Ghost Festival..."

"He is an entity." Lin Gongru interrupted him, and under the astonished eyes of the Taoist priest, he said firmly in an unquestionable tone, "I hugged him and kissed him. He is a living flesh and blood body."

"You once said that without a medium, even the soul cannot be summoned; then even if he and Ye Mingjue, it is because of his longing... Excessively, he appeared on the eve of the Ghost Festival, why is he flesh and blood, able to talk to me, Can you still kiss me?"

Luo Huang was so shocked that he met Lin Gongru's sharp and probing gaze, but he didn't look at the serious man, but turned to Ying Mo who had been standing by the window silently ever since Lin Gongru kicked open the door. Yan.

He had a premonition that was about to come out in his heart, but he looked at Ying Moyan fixedly, this premonition lingered in his heart countless times, and it was pressed firmly in his heart countless times.