Zha Gong's evolutionary path

Fingers clasped together, palms pressed together, the warmth was transmitted from the other party to oneself.

My heart was pounding, and my whole body was burning hot.

Ye Mingjue blushed and whispered, "Brother Lin..."

"Ok?"

"How much longer will you hold me like this?"

The man was standing in front of a steamed stuffed bun shop, and with the smiling steamed stuffed bun shop owner, he was asking if there were any places to go sightseeing near this small town.He held Ye Mingjue's left hand firmly with his right hand, as if it was a perfectly natural thing, ignoring the curious eyes cast on them by others.

Hearing the sound, he just tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile: "If you want to go to the toilet, Brother Lin will accompany you."

The young man flushed with embarrassment, his fair skin was flushed, and he pursed his lips tightly: "I don't want to go to the toilet, it's just, this..."

In broad daylight, in full view.

On the busy street.

The man took his hand aggressively, as if no one was there, and didn't care how many pairs of envious and jealous eyes were blinded.

Why didn't he feel shy at all?

The oily face of the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop already showed an expression of incomprehension, his eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them clasped hands, and he smiled strangely.

The naive young master thought that holding hands for a while would be enough for the two of them, but unexpectedly, Lin Gongru has been holding his hand and not letting go since the Yuelao Temple confessed their feelings to each other.

Except for situations where you have to let go of changing clothes and going to the toilet, you never leave him even for a meal, a glass of water, or going to the street. It makes people wonder if this person was a super clingy big dog in his previous life .

Now the situation seems to be completely reversed, and Lin Gongru is entangled with him like an octopus!

Ye Mingjue shrank back a little, and sure enough, Lin Gongru tightened his palms even more, and gave him a reproachful look.

The boy had no choice but to stay still and let him hold him.

He had a fever on his face, and his breathing was always tense, and he couldn't breathe.

He wanted to distance himself from Lin Gongru so that his heartbeat would calm down and his breath more evenly; but he was also reluctant to let go of his interlocking hands, coveting the man's body temperature and heat, and fell into the inner saw-saw of going left and right.

After Lin Gongru asked for the information she wanted, she turned her head and saw Ye Mingjue standing beside her with a red face, trying her best to pretend that she didn't know that she was so close to the two of them.

That shy expression with forced composure and twinkling eyes made people feel very itchy to see, and they just wanted to bend down and kiss him hard.

So he did what he wanted, and he did.

Lin Gongru lowered his head, quickly pecked the young man's bright red and moist lips, and deliberately let out a loud "boo!"

The face of the third owner of Yulan Villa suddenly flushed red, as if dyed with a bright crimson color.

The thin lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but also as if she was trying to seduce someone, so she kissed her with every inch.

With Lin Gongru's free hand, he pressed the back of the boy's head, and let out another mouthful.

Ye Mingjue: "..."

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop who had witnessed everything said that he had passed away. Is there any law? There are people here playing hooligans on the street.

The man was so satisfied with the kiss that he just stood up straight and said with a smile: "I found out that there is a maple forest with a very beautiful scenery not far from here. This season, when the forest is full of dyes and beautiful, let's ride there to see it. Let's see."

Their horses, covered in snow, red all over, with bright eyes and high spirits, were tied alone to a tree stump on one side.

Lin Gongru carried the young man onto the horse and thanked the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop.

As soon as he stepped on the stirrup, he stepped on the horse's back imposingly, and wrapped the boy in his arms.

Obviously there is enough money to buy two good horses, but they want to ride together as a pair. This kind of love is too beautiful to see.

Ye Mingjue had given up struggling, resigned himself to letting the man wrap his arms around his waist, and grabbed the reins.

Lin Gongru's slow voice sounded above his head: "Drive."

The warm and deep breath blew through the young master's hair, and Ye Mingjue felt his scalp go numb, and he couldn't help clamping the horse's back, his body trembling with sensitivity.

God, he was about to be ground into the tiniest powder by this overwhelming tide of emotions.

Is this kind of taste the kind of unspeakable love tied together by the red thread?

Trembling, walking on thin ice, eager to contact each other like moths to a flame; and at the moment of contact, so hot that it seems that the whole body will be burned in the next moment.

It's no wonder that ancient books all say, don't taste the word love lightly.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Gongru leaned forward, resting his head lazily on the boy's shoulder and asked.

They were not in a hurry, and they were not quick to move their horses. The two of them walked slowly along the path outside the town.

Ye Mingjue's approaching breath made his ears turn red, and he didn't want to show the man his insensitivity.

After thinking wildly for a while, I managed to regain my sanity, and said carefully, "I was thinking...Brother Lin took me around to look at the scenery and flowers, did he really let go of Miss Xiaolian and not go find her?"

Lin Gongru let out a long breath.

"Didn't I tell you? That girl Xiaolian is just an old friend I haven't seen for many years (hundreds of years). If I can meet it, I will meet it. If I don't meet it, I will look for it deliberately. When I went to the monk's temple, it was There are other important things to do-but now, I don't think it's a big thing to rush, and it doesn't matter if I don't do it."

"What is the important matter that needs to be dealt with in a pure place of Buddhism?"

I always feel that something is not clear, Brother Lin seems to be hiding something and didn't tell himself.

Lin Gongru was at a loss for words for a moment, and said casually: "...that matter is over, we don't have to run around looking for monk temples."

He rubbed Ye Mingjue's head, changed the topic, and said with a smile: "You came out with me, didn't you originally want to go sightseeing and enjoy the great rivers and mountains? You can wander around with Brother Lin, let's Can you go to all the places you have never been to before?"

Sure enough, the boy fell into his trap very quickly, and his thoughts were turned elsewhere.

He jumped up and said, "Then let's look for a snowy lake like Manxue Lake, where people can be printed on it! We will definitely find it!"

Lin Gongru smiled and said, "Okay, let's take a look at all the mountains, rivers and great lakes we pass along the way."

After making such a promise, I heard the boy's twittering when he regained his vitality, and began to seriously evaluate the several places of interest and historic sites that he saw along the way.

Lin Gongru responded humbly, but his eyes couldn't help but look at his own hands holding the rein.

The hands of the well-maintained son are slender and well-defined.Faint blue veins are looming, and what flows inside is a living, fresh and exuberant blood.

Living flesh and blood.

At this moment, he had already given up the idea of ​​looking for the statue of Yan Luo, and talking nonsense or swearing at that Lord Yan.

Because after a few days of calmness, he thought of a more terrifying possibility.

If he finds the statue of Yan Luo, invites that guy out, and asks about the cause and effect, what will be the end--the guy clearly told that Ye Mingjue is one of the people he wants to kill, forcing him to fulfill his promise?

He will definitely refuse without saying a word, but what are the consequences of the refusal?

This body was originally obtained from the conditional exchange in the Hall of Yama;

If he breaks the contract and the transaction is no longer established, will those guys allow him to continue to do whatever he wants in this false body?

Could it be that the moment he uttered the words of refusal, he would immediately disappear into ashes and turn into a solitary soul in the Netherworld again.

At that time, the big deal for him was to go back to the past and wander around for hundreds of years again.

However, teach the young master how to deal with himself?

He didn't want to hurt Ye Mingjue, he wanted to stay by this innocent and beautiful young man's side, and he wanted to stay by his side, even if he wanted him to never enter reincarnation, he was willing to do so.

This kind of concentration and self-sacrifice is completely unheard of. For Lin Gongru, who has scummed countless women in his previous life, it can be said that he has experienced it for the first time in the world.

He feels fresh and heavy, so he never dares to take it lightly.He kept Ye Mingjue close to his side because of the murderous intent and hidden worries lurking in the dark, pale and unpredictable death zone.

"Huh... is it raining?"

The young master stopped halfway through his speech, and looked up at the sky in surprise.

The sky was still clear just now, but a few dark clouds floated over at some point.

A few drops of rain fell, first lightly falling on the hair and hands.After a while, it gradually grew bigger.

Lin Gongru took off his coat and put it on the young master's head.Ye Mingjue's brows and eyes were covered by his coat, and through the gap of his clothes, he saw Lin Gongru turned his horse's head and went to the side of the road to find a place to hide from the rain.

"Let's not go to see Maple Leaf Forest anymore?"

The young master was slightly disappointed.

Lin Gongru said: "You can look at Maple Leaf at any time, but it will be bad if you catch a cold."

Strange to say, there is no shelter from wind and rain in this area.The few big trees I met on the road had sparse branches and leaves, and they couldn't support a lush canopy enough to block the rain.

Lin Gongru rode a horse and led Ye Mingjue around several times, the rain became heavier and heavier, crackling like soybeans, and his whole body was drenched.There was a curtain of rain all over the sky, and it was almost impossible to keep my eyes open.

Ye Mingjue was hidden under Lin Gongru's coat, which was somewhat better than the embarrassed man he described.

In addition, Lin Gongru held him tightly in his arms, the body temperature passed over, it was so warm, the young master didn't feel cold for a while.

He also helped to look around, and suddenly poked his head out, excitedly pointing at a faint red spot deep in the woods beside the road: "Over there! Brother Lin, take a quick look, is there a house over there?"

Lin Gongru shielded his eyes with his hands, barely discerning that there was indeed a heaving eaves over there, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

He pushed Ye Mingjue's head back under his clothes, and pushed the reins, and the horse galloped over there with splashing water drops.

Running to the end, reining in the horse, Fang realized that it was an abandoned temple.More than half of the temple body has collapsed, and large stone bricks are exposed//exposed///outside.The handwriting on the lintel of the temple has long been blurred due to its age, and the original name of the temple cannot be seen clearly. Fortunately, there is still a small half of the eaves well preserved, which can accommodate about 4-5 travelers to shelter from the rain.

Although Lin Gongru didn't want to stay here, but the rain was so sudden and powerful that he would be unable to move forward for a while, so he could only stay in this ruined temple until the rain stopped.

He entered the ruined temple together with Ye Mingjue, and left the noise of the rain behind, his anxiety subsided a little.

Ye Mingjue took the coat that covered his head in his hand, and took a closer look. He found that the coat was in place, and it was dripping from the rain.

Look at Lin Gongru again, wearing only a moon-white undershirt, which is also drenched by the rain at this time, and it clings tightly to his body, revealing the healthy and well-proportioned outline of a young body.

The young master's breathing was inexplicably stagnant, and he didn't know why he didn't dare to take a closer look, so he turned his gaze away.

Said: "Brother Lin, you're soaked... I'll go pick up some dead branches and light a fire to dry the clothes."

Although he was better than Lin Gongru, his body was actually wet.Leaving the man's body temperature, he hugged his arms and sneezed loudly.

Lin Gongru said with a smile: "You look much better than me. This ruined temple is very old, and there are few incense burners and people. I'm afraid you may not be able to find dead wood." He looked around and looked into the corner Go, "Let me see if there are any waste cloth, rags and other objects that can start the fire, if it is not possible, catch a mouse or two to make oil -"

Lin Gongru's footsteps stopped suddenly, and his voice stopped abruptly.

At the end of the field of vision, next to the half of the wall that did not collapse, a clay statue of a god, the size of an adult man, was quietly placed on the incense table.

On the golden face, the eyes are slightly closed, the corners of the mouth are drawn into a straight line, the majesty reveals the coldness of life and death, and there is even a trace of daunting ferocity upon closer inspection.

Not far from the left and right, there is a statue of ghost messenger wearing a long tall hat, one side is white as powder, and the other is black like coal, holding handcuffs and shackles in their hands, standing ghostly and motionless.

"Brother Lin?"

Ye Mingjue walked over and saw Lin Gongru standing stiffly in the corner.Following the man's gaze, he also saw the three statues with strange expressions.

The young master suddenly realized, and said: "The ones enshrined in this temple are the statues of King Yama and Impermanence in black and white. They are really rare."