My heavenly teacher, my object is evil

"Zhai Yan." Song Yixing said: "The clothes are pretty, don't ruin them for me."

Zhai Yan didn't want to talk to him at all, until Song Yixing grabbed him with his hands, he grabbed Song Yixing's wrist and said coldly: "You asked for this!"

"Okay, okay, I asked for it myself." Song Yixing said: "If I knew you were so cooperative, why would I bother writing that stuff."

The application form fell on the ground without making a sound. Song Yixing actually expected it in his heart, after all, the hexagrams of yarrow were all there.

Difficult and dangerous, blocked and blocked.There is something in the throat, the husband and wife are angry, and there is an imbalance of yin and yang.

Just as he was thinking about it, Song Yixing suddenly trembled, hugged Di Yan's head and said in fear: "Zhai Yan...I have something in my throat for me! Hiss, what did you eat!"

Facts have proved that, no matter for Song Yixing or Zhai Yan, the hexagram of eating and eating, the image of something in the throat, and the meaning of resentment and anger between husband and wife are all called ominous hexagrams.

Uncle Master's Taoism is beneficial, this is Song Yixing's last thought.

It has been 1000 years, and the temple has never been so noisy. Zhai Yan held Song Yixing's head hard, and put the person in his arms.Feeling too cold on his body again, he pushed people forward.

Song Yixing frowned, his voice was vague but full of displeasure: "When I sleep for a while, even the donkey of the production team can't do this."

Zhai Yan: "..."

Looking down at Song Yixing, he stretched out his hand to brush his sweaty hair, and finally touched the red mole on Song Yixing's neck.

After touching enough, the fingertips overflowed with evil spirit, which took away the sweat and dirt, Zhai Yan covered Song Yixing with the quilt, and then got up.

The evil spirit that was still circulating in mid-air in the room returned to him, turning into a coat, which was loosely draped over Zhai Yan's body.

When he got up, he stepped on something with his bare feet.

Zhai Yan glanced at the ground, and his expression, which was finally relieved, became gloomy for an instant.It was the nineteen letters of divorce that fell out of Song Yixing's clothes, scattered everywhere along with the broken clothes, but they were intact, piercing into Zhai Yan's skin densely like thorns.

Picking up the divorce papers on the ground, he tore them expressionlessly, leaving only one.

Since it was written by Song Yixing, Zhai Yan still wanted to read it.He wanted to know Song Yixing's true inner thoughts, and also wanted to find out Song Yixing's determination to leave him.

There was no air conditioner in the temple, so Zhai Yan ignited a cluster of flames to provide warmth, and then disappeared into the temple without a sound.

The temple was built on the top of a dangerous peak, and Zhai Yan stood on the edge of the cliff and opened the letter of divorce.

【Application Form for Breakup Cannon】

【Applicant: Song Yixing】

Zhai Yan: "..."

Looking down, looking at those obscene words, Zhai Yan didn't know whether there was something wrong with his eyes or something wrong with Song Yixing's brain.

Thinking of how he treated Song Yixing so roughly, Zhai felt a little flustered.

The black shadow came into the house like a whirlwind, blowing the surrounding rocks and rolling them.

Looking at Song Yixing who was still firmly locked on the bedside, Zhai Yan stopped in his tracks and put away the evil spirit of the confinement.He reached out and rubbed Song Yixing's reddish wrist, hating his impulse for a moment.

Song Yixing was still asleep, and Zhai Yan put his hand under the bed.

Looking at the confetti all over the floor, Zhai Yan pursed his lips.

The parties expressed regret, very regret.

How fun it was to tear up the divorce papers before, but now I regret it.How domineering it was to tear up the divorce papers before, but now how humble and embarrassing it is to pick up scraps of paper.

After finally picking up all the scraps of paper, Zhai Yan raised his head and met Song Yixing's eyes.

Zhai Yan: "..."

Song Yixing rubbed his sleepy eyes, frowned and said incredulously, "You tore it all up for me?"

Zhai Yan pursed his lips.

"Heh." Song Yixing moved, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and said angrily, "Tear it up, tear it up, anyway, if you do it, these applications are meaningless."

It's a pity for his literary talents. After all, he racked his brains to think out every word in these applications.It's like all the hard work was wasted, and it's like the talent was buried.

Thinking of this, Song Yixing felt more and more upset, "Give it back to me, you don't want me to stick it up and keep it by myself, I can still watch it when I'm free."

Zhai Yan: "I won't pay it back."

"???" Song Yixing said, "You can't be too domineering."

Zhai Yan: "I'm not human."

Song Yixing: "...Then I can't answer your words."

Zhai Yan curled his fingers slightly: "Scared?"

Song Yixing was stunned for a moment, this was the first time they talked about this issue after their vest was ruthlessly ripped off by Xiaoyan.Song Yixing felt that the current atmosphere was very good, and he didn't want to spoil it, so he subconsciously turned his head to avoid this question.

In the next second, his chin was clamped by Di Yan, forcing Song Yixing to face Di Yan squarely. Although his jaw was uncomfortable, seeing Di Yan's sharp facial features, the deer in Song Yixing's heart bumped hard, and he thought about last night one after another. Song Yixing looked away shyly at Zhai Yan, whose hormones were on the rise.

"..." Zhai Yan said coldly, "It's useless to be afraid."

"It's useless to run." Zhai Yan took Song Yixing's sideways glance as a default, and he whispered a dangerous warning to Song Yixing.

Song Yixing didn't realize that the danger was quietly approaching, rubbed his sore limbs and said, "I really want to run, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of bed like this."

Song Yixing thought that this was a perfectly normal flirting sentence, and what he wanted was Zhai Yan's seven points of Wu Nong's soft words and two points of soft words plus a point of tender comfort.

But he got an iron chain thicker than his calf.

It's a real iron chain. The iron chains used to tie dogs in rural areas are not so thick!

With a 'snap', the shackles clasped one of Song Yixing's ankles, and the other end could not see the end, so he didn't know how wide the range of motion Zhai Yan gave him was.

Song Yixing: "..."

"Zhai Yan." Song Yixing moved his feet, almost unable to break free.Then he gave up struggling and said without words: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pinned down on the bed by Zhai Yan.

Song Yixing panicked: "What are you doing?"

"Fuck you."

"???" Song Yixing was startled slightly: "Why are you talking so obscenely now? Are you possessed by... me?"

Zhai Yan ignored him.

"Zhai Yan, I really can't do it again." Song Yixing said in despair, "I'm so tired and my body hurts too."

These words made Zhai Yan stop, but Zhai Yan didn't want to let Song Yixing go so easily.

After a long silence, Zhai Yan scattered a pile of confetti on the bed: "Stick it up."

"..." Song Yixing looked at the scraps of paper on the bed, one of the scraps had the word 'fuck me' on it, Song Yixing choked: "Why...you don't learn all the good things and learn the bad ones."

Song Yixing grabbed a handful of scraps of paper: "Also, didn't you ask me to write this? After writing it, you have to tear it up, and after tearing it up, you have to glue it up again. You were not like this before."

Zhai Yan stared at him: "It doesn't stick well, so don't eat."

Song Yixing: "??????"

Zhai Yan turned around and left, Song Yixing hurriedly chased after him: "Is that how you treat me? You won't recognize anyone if you put on your pants?"

His legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with the quilt on.

Zhai Yan had already reached the door, and turned to look at him when he heard the noise.

Song Yixing saw that Zhai Yan didn't intend to help him, and became angry: "Okay! Okay! Okay! It's very good! You remember it! Isn't it just sticking, I'm sticking!" He stuck his neck: "I stick!"

Song Yixing vented his anger for a while and found that Di Yan was still looking at him, and he glared at him: "Regret? Listen to you!"

"..." Zhai Yanmo was silent, thinking of the application for a breakup that he had read, his Adam's apple rolled deeply. In more than 1000 years, this is the first time he has tasted the taste of pie in the sky.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

"..." Song Yixing choked: "Roll."

Di Yanzhen left, Song Yixing looked at Di Yan's indifferent back in disbelief.

"Zhai Yan!"

There was no sound at the door, not even the sound of the wind blowing.

Song Yixing wanted to chase him out to see if Zhai Yan had really left. He dragged his limp and trembling legs for a few steps, only to realize that the range of motion that Zhai Yan gave him was not long enough.

Song Yixing: "..."

He wanted to find a corner to squat up, then put his arms around his thin body, and use the passage of time to comfort his wounded heart.

Scumbag! ! !

Zhai Yan has changed and treated him badly.

Song Yixing thought, only he loves himself.So stick a fart, let him sleep first.

Seeing the bed full of confetti, Song Yixing angrily grabbed a handful of confetti and threw it on the ground, and lay down by himself.

Although he didn't have a good rest during this period, and was tortured enough by Zhai Yan, Song Yixing still held on to his battering eyelids, and went to find the mobile phone that he didn't know where he had dropped it.

Opening the pillow, Song Yixing didn't see the phone, but saw a star-shaped doll the size of a palm.He paused, this bed was the one rented by Song Yixing and Zhai Yan, and then he realized that it was what Zhai Yan put under his pillow before he went on a business trip, saying that he could take it out if he was afraid.

Song Yixing hugged the doll, went to look for the mobile phone, and finally found the lingering mobile phone in the crack beside the bed.

After unlocking the phone, he saw that it was full of messages, almost all of which were to ensure his safety.

He leaned against the head of the bed, pinching the doll while replying.After replying to the message, he sent a message to Deng Qi asking if Zhai Yan had released him.

[Deng Qi]: Daoist Song, all 134 people have returned safely.

[Song Yixing]: That's good, what about Daoxiang Town?Did you find it?

[Deng Qi]: The illusion in Daoxiang Town has also been lifted, and the many ghosts imprisoned have been properly arranged. At present, our focus is to deal with the ghosts in Daoxiang Town.

It is not difficult to deal with ghosts and monsters that gather yin objects, but it is difficult to deal with ghosts and monsters bred by the evil of the human heart.

If the ghosts in Daoxiang Town want to be completely eradicated, they still have to start with the men in Daoxiang Town.Their evil has been completely aroused and magnified by the ghosts. These people cannot be released, as they will endanger the society, and they cannot die. After death, they are proper evil spirits.

Song Yixing typed with sore fingers, asking Deng Qi to find a psychiatrist or a close sister to provide psychological counseling for these people. Before he could finish typing a sentence, Deng Qi sent a message:

[Deng Qi]: Daoist Song please ensure your safety, we will do everything possible to save you!

Song Yixing was so anxious that he quickly sent a voice message: "I'm fine, don't come!"

After posting, he felt inappropriate, afraid that Deng Qi would feel that he had Stockholm Syndrome, Song Yixing said hypocritically: "Mount Yanye is full of dangers, easy to defend and difficult to attack, if you can't help me, don't say anything, don't anger the ghost king of Yanye Mountain, Don't worry, I have my own way out."

Now that Song Yixing said so, Deng Qi had no choice but to agree.

It's just that the word 'precious' was sent, which made Song Yixing extremely sad.

Song Yixing didn't reply to the message anymore. He didn't have a good rest during this time. He ran between Beishan City and Chenghai City and hardly had any rest.I knelt down in front of the patriarch's statue all night, but now I feel like my whole body is going to be useless.

"Damn it." Song Yixing pinched the doll in his hand angrily: "The technology is so bad!"

Ghost King can't!Ghost King can't!Ghost King can't!