Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

In the first half of his life when Jing Fan could see his head at a glance, he didn't trust anyone.

In those years when the world was in turmoil, he lived a life of wandering along the streets, and the scenes he saw most were those men and women of all kinds who spent a little silver to buy a handful of incense in front of the temple, kneeling respectfully and piously on the futon, and The burning incense is held high above the head, praying for the safety of the house and not being disturbed by the war.

There are many people who seek children, wealth and success.

Some of them are dressed in rich and noble clothes, and some are not dressed in coarse linen, but when it comes to worshiping God and praying to Buddha, everyone has the same expression.They prayed from the bottom of their hearts to God to bless them, protect them, and save them.

For this, Jing Fan always sneered.

Not only did he not believe it, but he also mocked those new disciples who prayed and chanted: If this is really useful, why didn't those high gods save them, but watched them sink into the mire of misery and couldn't extricate themselves?

There is no merciful savior in this world, nor is there any god who saves all living beings.

Therefore, Jing Fan doesn't believe in the existence of gods, and he is even less interested in those dense texts in Taoism and Buddhist scriptures that make people feel headaches.

Even if he later crawled out of the dirty mud, put on a clean and tidy Taoist robe, became the sword master admired by the world, and took control of the Qingwu Yuxu Palace, he was still disdainful in his heart.

The Tianyin stone, which is worshiped by all people, is just a stone that is used to playing tricks to make things better. How can it be respected?

However, he will still pretend to be solemn and majestic, and send people to guard him every day to protect the most sacred existence in the hearts of the people in the world.

Aside from this level, the same is true for reading Taoism on weekdays.

Ordinary Taoist cultivators study the scriptures and Taoism because they are sincerely convinced and have faith in their hearts. They will naturally follow the scriptures to stick to the Tao heart and practice unremittingly.

Jing Fan is different from them. The reason why he studies Taoism is to let himself have nothing to ask for.

As long as you have no obsession with anything or anyone, no fear of the past and the future, and keep your heart pure at all times, you will not be disturbed by worldly emotions and worries.

Naturally, he would not bother with the relatives who abandoned him, the enemies who framed him...they were meaningless to Jing Fan, and naturally they could not attract a ten-thousandth of his attention.

Until he saw Yun Shuhua at the ancient battlefield.

The boy recklessly fell on him, grabbed his hands indiscriminately, and tore off his belt, revealing a beautiful face in a panic.

Could there be two people so alike in this world?

At that time, Jing Fan was looking down at him, his heart that had been calm for a long time was gently brushed away by a hand.

This was the first time he felt that someone in this world would arouse his curiosity, although it was only slightly, not worth mentioning.

So he began to seduce and tempt, trying to take off his mask and see through his heart.

But this kid Yun Shuhua is really weird, he has been going around for so long, and he just wants his trust.

But trust is something Jing Fan cannot give.

In the few nights when he came back from Xuanling Mountain, he saw Yun Shuhua's disappointed and sad look, and for the first time felt that the heart in his chest was tightly grasped by the other party.His emotions fluctuated with that young man. If the young man didn't look at him, didn't smile at him, or even treated him coldly, his heart would feel like being ground by a huge stone. If he talked to him, he couldn't help but want to He is more.

If you think so, then between the two of them, it was you who moved your heart first.

So that night, Jing Fan decided to slowly try to trust him and the people around him.

For the first time in his life, he was unable to control his thoughts and emotions, and it was also the first time that he had desires, something he wanted to pray for in front of the gods.

But after all, he doesn't believe in those gods and ghosts. If he really wants to get a person, he should hold him firmly in his hands and control him at all times, instead of relying on those illusory blessings.

So Jing Fan tried his best to keep him by his side, no matter what means he used, as long as he could be locked up obediently.

But Yun Shuhua is a star in the sky, how could he be willing to be trapped in a cage?

During those days, the two had tortured each other for a long time, and Jing Fan couldn't help but doubt: Could this be the way to have him forever?

What happened later showed that everything was just wishful thinking.

He couldn't completely control Yun Shuhua.

Just like that day in front of the Yuxu Temple, the young man held a longbow, dedicated himself to the Tao, and died with Wei Zan.

He was so good-looking that day, with flying black hair and sharp eyebrows, like a god.

Jing Fan, who was lying on the ground at that time, thought, if there is a god in this world who desperately wants to save the world, it must be Yun Shuhua.

But he was too stupid, in order to save Qingwu Mountain, he even risked his own life.

He is his own, whether it is body or mind, it should belong to him.Have you ever asked your own opinion before making such a decision without authorization?

In the end, Yun Shuhua disappeared before Jing Fan could ask this question, leaving nothing behind except the lotus and jade pendant that he picked off in the mirror lake.

From that day on, Jingfan began to have nightmares.

He frantically searched for traces of Yun Shuhua's existence in the world, but found nothing.

In the first three months, Jing Fan couldn't sleep, and when he closed his eyes, Yun Shuhua looked at him with tears on his face, his heart was as unbearable as a knife being twisted, and he often dreamed back at midnight, and his body was soaked in cold sweat.

Where is his little Hua now?

Did he return to the world he once lived in, live an interesting life day after day, and forget himself completely.

Yes, I once heard him describe the appearance of that world, and when he described it, his eyes were full of nostalgia.

Maybe he just went back so neatly, without any nostalgia for him.

But without him day and night, I can't sleep every night, and I can't rest at night, how will I survive those days?

A few months later, Jing Fan learned to worship.

His legs had never kneeled before others, and he thought that in the future, he would have no other chance to kneel down except in front of Yun Shuhua.

But Jing Fan knelt in front of the Tianyin Stone and kowtowed.

His expression was extremely pious, even more so than those fools who prayed for a better life, his movements were cautious, and his appearance was smooth.

Since the sound stone can appear that day, can you save him?

Don't ask for any other fate with Xiaohua in this life.I just hope that in the next life, let him go to Xiaohua's world to have a look.

It's so hard to spend the rest of my life alone.

Jing Fan even became humble.

He let go of the arrogance he had in the past, picked up a pen, and copied the scriptures stroke by stroke, page by page, volume by volume, to show his sincerity.

He hopes that there are really gods in this world who can help people realize their wishes. When worshiping every day, in addition to expressing those deep-rooted obsessions in his heart, he also prays that Xiaohua's next life will be better.

It must be safe and smooth, and there will be no worries for a lifetime.

If the gods reward those who are sincere, he is willing to be a believer for the rest of his life.

Therefore, Jingfan has been doing the two things of copying scriptures and paying homage for three full years, writing that his wrists are sore, and the pain is unbearable when it rains.

Jing Fan never let go of any possible opportunity.

God must have sensed his sincerity. Finally, that afternoon, he waited for news from Yun Shuhua.

At that time, Jing Fan was resting at the table, and when Shen Tangli read Izumo Shuhua's name, the pen in his hand could no longer hold it, and it stained the paper, pushing away the thick black ink.

You see, the gods really exist, and he will take pity on the poor suffering people in the world.

Jing Fan put the pen aside, smoothed the scroll in his hand with trembling fingertips, and after Shen Tang left, he went to the Jade Market Hall again.

Kneeling in front of the Tianyin Stone, he thought, after all, he is the one who is merciful to the heavens.

This time, I must treat that person very well, and never make him sad again.

Years go by, and years have passed in the blink of an eye.

As the morning sun shone into the room, Jing Fan subconsciously opened his eyes.

The lover next to her was still sleeping soundly, her long eyelashes trembling with her breathing, she was extremely cute.

Jing Fan held him in his arms and kissed him lightly.

The person in his arms moved, and he closed his eyes and asked in a low voice: "...Master, what time is it?"

"It's still early, let's sleep for a while." Jing Fan patted him on the shoulder, then turned around and helped him sit up.

Yun Shuhua pulled the corner of his pajamas, half-opened his eyes, and lazily said: "It seems that I am going to transcribe the scriptures again, Master, take a rest, and I will accompany you later."

Jing Fan rubbed the top of his hair, and said in a deep voice, "Good boy, this is a habit, and it cannot be neglected."

In exchange for his piety, he has a fate with his lover, and he will continue to pray with a grateful heart in the months and years to come.

Pray to God, take care of him, bless him, and let him atone for his sins.

Let the person in front of you belong to him forever, and never be separated again.

The author has something to say: The next chapter is a modern side story, thanks to the cuties for their ideas.

As for two people getting married in women's clothing, I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure out how to do it.

However, it is still possible to write about Jing Fan's women's clothing boss, and the effect should be that only Jing Fan's women's clothing will get married [Lighting Cigarettes].