My heavenly teacher, my object is evil

When Song Yixing woke up, it was already the evening of the next day.

Feeling the evil spirits around him, he sat up in a jerk.

After being dazed for a while, Song Yixing realized that he was now in Zhai Yan's territory, so his vigilance and vigilance disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He moved, the soreness in his body and swelling pain in his knee made him give Zhai Yan his first sentence after waking up for free.

"White-eyed wolf!"

Isn't it the white-eyed wolf? After waking up, he didn't see Zhai Yan waiting by the bed.Song Yixing muttered a spell to pray for health, and got out of bed after feeling better.

The iron chain on his ankle hit the ground with his movements, making a 'clang' sound.

Song Yixing complained: "I don't know, I thought you tied a dragon."

It needs such a thick chain to lock it.

After complaining, Song Yixing rubbed his stomach.

He is hungry.

Then, thinking of Zhai Yan's remarks that "if you don't stick the application form, you won't be given food", Song Yixing wants to see if Di Yan has prepared meals for himself.

There was nothing in the room, he wrapped himself in a quilt and walked to the end of the range of activities, then raised his head and looked outside the temple with no door, wanting to see if there was anything to eat outside the door.

Have.

There are sour wild fruits.

Song Yixing swung his arm to hook the wild fruit, but failed to catch it after several attempts.He couldn't help but fell into contemplation. After all, he was also a Xingchen Shanren with an eight-figure deposit. Why was he in such a mess here?

Just thinking about it, Ye Guozi rolled towards him.

Song Yixing: "..."

Don't think that he can't see the evil spirit driving Ye Guozi without opening his yin and yang eyes.

"Zhai Yan." Song Yixing said: "You let me eat this?"

no respond.

"Okay." Song Yixing raised his voice, sneering with yin and yang: "It's good to eat something, I understand. I'll stick the application form right now, just wait!"

Song Yixing grabbed the fruit and walked back. There were still water stains on the fruit, which seemed to have been washed.He took a bite and tasted the sweet flesh not surprisingly.

Zhai Yan always prepared the best things for him, Song Yixing just yelled like this, he didn't really want Zhai Yan to prepare big fish and meat for himself, after all, Yanye Mountain is like this, birds don't shit, and he also visits temples After that, there is no place to cook.

While gnawing on the fruit, Song Yixing saw confetti all over the place.

Anyway, nothing to do, so stick to it.

He wrapped himself in a quilt and sat cross-legged on the ground.Randomly picked up a few pieces of paper, seemed to find the same piece of paper, thumb and forefinger pinched the edge of the paper and rubbed it, the two pieces of paper stuck together after a while.

It is not an easy task to restore twenty pieces of paper scraps, Song Yixing only found the same one, and after two hours, he successfully glued one together.

Song Yixing suddenly became interested, sat down by the door, cleared his throat and said loudly: "Zhai Yan, I'm starting! Listen."

Clearing his voice again, Song Yixing shook the paper and said, "Application for breaking up, the applicant is Song Yixing."

"Zhai Yanye Mountain Ghost King Yan, hello! I'm Song Yixing. Before I know it, it's been less than 24 hours since I saw you last time. I don't know if you still have an impression of me. I am 1.8 meters tall, Fair complexion and beautiful appearance, big body and good life. The three years we were together was the happiest time in my life, but there is only one regret, that is, not being able to sleep with you!"

After reading this, Song Yixing raised his eyes and looked outside the door, quietly taking in all the movements.Clenched fists in fists, put the eyes of fists on your lips and coughed, and continued to speak loudly: "Three years together, although we slept in the same bed, but you were always unwilling to cover the same quilt with me, you said you were afraid of yourself My body temperature makes me feel cold, but I don’t know that my heart is the coldest when I hear this, because I, one, straight, take, for, you, impotence!"

"So I never asked you for anything in the past three years. I just bought leeks and oysters for you silently, and I never asked for you. Although I didn't say it, I always I was expecting you to remake your glory, and I was looking forward to turning clouds and rain with you! But I didn’t expect that body temperature and everything are excuses. If you are not impotent, you are not a human being. But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to talk. I just hope it can be rounded One of our regrets, find a time to break up the cannon!"

"Our three-year relationship has come to the present, and I have nothing to say. I have nothing to give you, why don't you choose a position... Fuck, Zhai Yan, can't you fucking afford it?"

Song Yixing stared at Di Yan who suddenly appeared in front of him, and Di Yan snatched the quilt from him.He is now unilaterally being honest with Zhai Yan.

"What are you doing!"

Song Yixing was cornered by Di Yan, and when the back of his head was about to hit the wall with ghost portraits, Di Yan stretched out his hand to block him.

"Keep reading."

"..." It was the first time for Song Yixing to be thumped by the wall, his heart was beating non-stop, and he only bluffed: "Continue if you let me, how shameless I am?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yixing was spun around by Zhai Yan, with his face facing the wall and his butt facing the person.

"..." Song Yixing said in a panic, "I tell you, don't act recklessly!"

"Didn't you ask me to choose a pose?" Zhai Yan said, "That's it."

"You bastard!" Song Yixing yelled: "You tore up the application yourself, and all the contents in it have long been invalidated! It doesn't count!"

"You glued it yourself."

"Fart." Song Yixing humiliated: "If you don't give me food, I can't obey you obediently? Zhai Yan, let me tell you! Don't go too far in being a human being or a ghost. A rabbit will bite when it is in a hurry. Don't force me Take you."

After saying this sentence, Song Yixing felt that Di Yan's body stiffened for a moment.

Then came a cold voice from behind: "You want to kill me?"

Song Yixing immediately regretted it, he is like this, when his brain is hot, he can't speak.Especially when it comes to Zhai Yan, the blame can only be blamed on the previous Zhai Yan who was too used to himself.

But all the words were released, and it was hard to take back the water, so Song Yixing could only say dryly: "Don't mess around, I won't do anything to you."

"Little Xing." Zhai Yan called softly.

Song Yixing had a sore nose, and suddenly felt that this title was too long-lost, and even Di Yan's soft voice became so long-lost.

In the next second, Zhai Yan said, "Don't you understand?"

Song Yixing: "What?"

Zhai Yan: "Your identity."

Song Yixing: "..."

Song Yixing wanted to talk about my identity, but you are talking about it, is it the canary raised by you Yanye Mountain Ghost King?

He couldn't help it: "Then you can give the canary a few wild fruits, you are a good benefactor."

Zhai Yan corrected: "A prisoner."

"...I have nothing to say." Song Yixing was silent for a moment, and said, "Do I still have a chance to choose to continue reading? Please, my ass hurts."

Zhai Yan let go of him, fearing that Song Yixing would be cold, so he circled around him with evil spirit.

Song Yixing held the application form, inhaled and exhaled: "I don't know what kind of posture you like, I have learned from reading educational books over the past few years, I would like to ask you...to you..."

Zhai Yan frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Song Yixing's stagnation.

Song Yixing didn't want to look at him, so he covered his face with the application form and said, "Based on what I've learned from reading educational books over the past few years, I recommend to you the 108 poses of the overturning clouds and rains. First of all, it's a very popular pose.

Song Yixing couldn't read anymore, so he stuffed the application into Zhai Yan's arms: "Look for yourself, after reading, find me some clothes, even a prisoner of war must have decent clothes."

As he said that, he picked up the quilt on the ground, wrapped it around himself humiliatingly, and didn't care that Zhai Yan went back to bed and continued to sleep.It took Song Yixing too much energy to put together the application form for two hours.

When Song Yixing woke up again, he found that Zhai Yan had also moved the wardrobe from the rented room.

Song Yixing took out his mobile phone without a word, and asked the landlord if the house was for sale. According to Zhai Yan's method, the whole house might be moved to Yanye Mountain in a few days.

There are too many clothes in the closet, Song Yixing rummaged through them, but found it difficult to wear them.

He didn't know how to put trousers and other clothes on his legs properly through the iron chain. Song Yixing reached out and fiddled with the iron chain, and then tried to get out of the shackles with his instep stretched.

But still can't.

Song Yixing's patience ran out, he made a trick, and the real fire burned all the way towards the iron chain.The iron chains are transformed by the evil spirit, if you can avoid the real fire, avoid it, that is to say, the evil spirit comes from Zhai Yan's hand, otherwise Song Yixing will show the real fire, and the shackles on his feet will disappear in a sensible manner.

After an unknown amount of time, the iron chain was finally burned by Song Yixing.Song Yixing was wearing underwear, when a wave of evil spirit came with the momentum of thunder, and even brought sand and stones from outside the temple.

Before Song Yixing could react, he was held down by Zhai Yan. In a flash, new shackles shackled him again. This time, not only one ankle was shackled, but all his limbs were shackled, and he had no range of movement.

This strange posture made Song Yixing forget that all his efforts were in vain, and just stared blankly at the condescending and gloomy Zhai Yan.

"Song, Yi, Xing!" Zhai Yan almost squeezed his name out of his teeth, staring at him fiercely with gloomy eyes.

Only then did Song Yixing realize that Zhai Yan had misunderstood, so he quickly explained: "I'm wearing pants!"

Seeing Zhai Yan's face was always sullen, Song Yixing said: "You can't let me only wear the top and not the bottom."

Zhai Yan's gaze was still dark: "Why not."

"..." Song Yixing said: "Have you seen any prisoners of war dressed like this? I really didn't escape, so I won't lie to you."

Zhai Yan got better now, but there was still no sign of letting go of him.

Song Yixing thought for a while and said, "If you don't believe what I say, then help me wear it."

silence.

a long time.

Zhai Yan picked up the clothes on the ground, bent his knees and squatted down in front of Song Yixing, unchained his ankles, first rubbed his red marks, and then said hoarsely: "Lift your feet."

Song Yixing raised his feet, waiting for Di Yan to help him put on his pants.

Zhai Yan dressed very seriously, and Song Yixing looked at it very seriously.Perhaps Zhai Yan focused on putting on his pants, and loosened the shackles on Song Yixing, so that Song Yixing's hands accidentally came out of the handcuffs.

Song Yixing was stunned for a moment, seeing that Di Yan didn't notice this, he quickly put his hands in again calmly, fearing that the shackles would fall off again and make Di Yan angry, Song Yixing simply grabbed the chain.

Hearing the thud of the iron chain, Zhai Yan glanced at him.

When Song Yixing was about to say, 'It's none of my business, the handcuffs are too big', Zhai Yan got up and went to the closet, rummaged through it, and found a pair of long johns.

"It's cold here, wear more clothes." Zhai Yan said stiffly.

"Yo! It's not easy!" Song Yixing was angry and funny for a while: "You still remember that I am afraid of the cold."

Zhai Yan grabbed Song Yixing's feet and locked him mercilessly.Although he knew that Song Yixing was capable, but the main purpose of this chain was that once Song Yixing had a sign of escape, he would be able to know it as soon as possible.

Song Yixing saw through him, "I will write what you asked me to write, I will stick to you if you asked me to read it, and I will read it if you asked me to. We must have some trust."

In his eyes, Zhai Yan's figure froze for a moment.

Guessing that Zhai Yan was struggling, Song Yixing took advantage of the victory to chase after him: "I'm really not trying to trick you into creating an opportunity to escape, it's really inconvenient, what if I want to go to the toilet? The broken chain you tied me is only enough for me to wander around the house, I'm not Never pee in the house."

Seeing Zhai Yan's expression of thinking, he didn't speak any more, waiting for Zhai Yan to figure it out on his own.

In fact, before meeting Zhai Yan, Song Yixing was imitating the god-man of Miaogu who shoots mountains, sucking wind and drinking dew but not eating grains, and being unable to go to the toilet is not a big problem, the most important thing is that Song Yixing wants to know what Zhai Yan is doing.

Although he has only been imprisoned for two days, Zhai Yan is not by his side all the time, but there is only such a Yin Temple in Ye Mountain, and there is only one shelter, Zhai Yan gave the place to himself, so where did the others go?

So Song Yixing wanted to spend more time in Yanye Mountain, so he could get to know Zhai Yan better.

Finally, Song Yixing was made to wait until Di Yan spoke up: "First glue up the rest of the divorce papers."

"Then don't tear it at the beginning." Song Yixing broke down: "Do you know how difficult it is to stick it together?"

Song Yixing wanted to say something more and suddenly found something was wrong, he felt that Zhai Yan's words were wrong.

When he was in the Taoist temple, Lu Qian would often ask himself to repair books for so-and-so, but 'repairing books' is a verb, which obviously does not fit the context.

Suddenly Zhai Yan's voice from the previous few days sounded in his ears: "There is no book revision, no breakup gun." '

He was too annoyed then to notice that this sentence had the same lexical misuse as now.

Song Yixing looked at Zhai Yan, and thought that it could not be the divorce letter he thought of!

As soon as this thought flashed across, Song Yixing immediately confirmed it.

It must be a divorce letter. In Zhai Yan's view, it must be clearly written in black and white if they want to separate. This is the rule.

No wonder Zhai Yan suddenly wants to destroy the world and take people away.

Thinking of the content of his 'divorce letter', Song Yixing couldn't laugh or cry, if it was put in a thousand years ago, a loose-looking person like him would probably be immersed in a pigsty!

Cursing himself as deaf, Song Yixingxin said that he was the one who was uneducated, because he didn't understand the rules of the ancients.

"Okay, okay." Song Yixing changed his attitude and said: "I am clingy, but I declare in advance that the clinging to the divorce letter is not because I want to move freely, but because I am willing."

Zhai Yan's brows and eyes loosened a little, Song Yixing said: "Then you won't give me a reward?"

Zhai Yan thought for a while, then said, "What do you want?"

Song Yixing said: "Kiss, hug, hold high!"

The sweet talk was finally exchanged for a light kiss, and Song Yixing was satisfied.

Zhai Yan didn't stay with him, but he didn't lock Song Yixing when he left.

Song Yixing had slept enough, and his body had recovered a lot. He picked up the scraps of paper on the ground and put them aside, then took out his mobile phone to send a message to Lu Qian.

[Song Yixing]: Does Wuming have any clues?

[Lu Qian]: Not sure.

[Song Yixing]:?

Yes is yes, no is no.Lu Qian's 'uncertainty' made Song Yixing a little flustered, so he quickly called Lu Qian.

After connecting, Song Yixing asked: "What progress?"

"You can still make calls?" Lu Qian was a little surprised.

"Why can't I make a phone call?" Song Yixing was at a loss for a moment, and then quickly explained: "Actually, this is just a misunderstanding. Zhai Yan made the matter so big, and I bear the main responsibility."

"Of course you should bear the main responsibility." Lu Qian didn't bother to ask the reason, just said: "I handed over the nameless aura you captured to Zhu Chen, and see if they can do anything about it."

Without waiting for Song Yixing to ask, Lu Qian continued: "They searched along the 'dragon vein' and found a strange thing."

Song Yixing's heart tightened, his breath stretched, "Say it."

Lu Qian told Song Yixing exactly what he had found: "Several workers who built this expressway have seen Zhai Yan."

Song Yixing's expression was not too turbulent, he felt that this Zhai Yan was not that Zhai Yan, just like in Xiaoyan's empathy, he also saw Zhai Yan who deliberately left his name.

He didn't think it was Zhai Yan, although there was no proof yet.

Even that eyeball can't directly prove that the boss of Guixuan is not Zhai Yan but Wuming.

"En." Song Yixing responded, "And then?"

Lu Qian said: "They didn't see Zhai Yan directly, but in a dream..."

Song Yixing waited for Lu Qian to continue talking, but Lu Qian didn't hold back, saying: "He gave everyone a warning in his dream: no road construction is allowed, or you will bear the consequences."

Song Yixing was silent for a moment, and then said: "Is the person still alive?"

Few people take dreams seriously, so what if they do?Road construction will not be delayed because of workers' dreams.

"No accidents have happened so far." Lu Qian said, "Everyone who has had dreams has been taken to the operation department to protect them."

Song Yixing breathed a sigh of relief, and heard Lu Qian ask himself: "How is the situation here?"

"It's okay." Song Yixing overshadowed it vaguely, and then said: "Master, send me some things, the sooner the better."

It was difficult to break through the barrier of Yanye Mountain, but with Song Yixing's breath and support, Song Yixing received the things Lu Qian sent with the Thousand-mile Sound Transmission Curse that night.

It's hard for the two sound-transmitting king butterflies, dragging the package for thousands of miles a day and having to penetrate the thick air barrier. When they successfully arrived, their wings were broken.

"It's hard work." Song Yixing patted the two golden butterflies, and then took what he wanted.

Two hours later, Song Yixing walked to the door and shouted at the top of his voice, "Zhai Yan! Di Yan! Di Yan!"

There was silence outside the door, and no one answered.

"Ghost King?" Song Yixing shouted again: "Ghost King? If you don't come again, I will go out to find you!"

Called twice, still no response.

Song Yixing tried to cross the threshold and tapped the ground with his toes, but even so, Di Yan didn't appear.

He paused, no longer probing, but the Yin Temple that the whole person left. When his feet touched the ground, his vision suddenly spun, and the original dangerous peak changed drastically.

The surrounding area is dark, and as far as the eye can see, there is only a high mountain similar to the Mogao Grottoes lying in front of it. There are layers of grottoes carved out of the mountain wall, each tens of meters high.There are ferocious ghost statues of demons dancing wildly embedded in each grotto, and all the stone ghost statues are all looking in Song Yixing's direction.

Song Yixing realized it was a ghost almost immediately.

He looked at the stone statue with his yin and yang eyes, but he didn't see the dark blue yin aura, what he saw was the evil aura that covered the sky and the moon.

Even though he had seen all kinds of monsters, Song Yixing still let out a 'fuck'.

The formation of ghosts and ghosts requires the gathering of Yin objects, but Zhai Yan has a ghost to form a ghost.

"Song Yixing."

A cold voice came from behind.

Song Yixing turned his head and saw Zhai Yan in the distance.

Zhai Yan stared at him closely, with disappointment and dissatisfaction on his brows, "Where are you going to escape?"

Song Yixing put away his shock, and hurried towards Zhai Yan: "I'm not trying to escape, I'm here to find you."

Zhai Yan stared at him, not believing his words.

"I called you for a long time and you ignored me." Song Yixing explained: "I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I wanted to come out to look for you. As soon as I left the Yin Temple, I came here, and then it was what you saw. "

Hearing that Zhai Yan's face loosened a little, but still did not stretch his brows.

Song Yixing saw his distrust, and said, "Didn't you tell me to stick to the divorce letter? The dozens of divorce letters were all mixed together. I didn't plan to stick to it, so I wrote this."

Handing the things in his hand to Zhai Yan's eyes, Song Yixing said, "Open it and have a look?"

This is another letter, but the texture and color are quite different, it looks like a newly written divorce letter.

Zhai Yan's face was a little dull.

Song Yixing pretended not to see it all, and urged: "Open it and have a look! Hurry up!"

Zhai Yan liked Song Yixing's set the most, even though he was unwilling in his heart, he still did it. When he touched the Chinese characters, his Adam's apple rolled, and his body froze in an instant.

Song Yixing was very satisfied with Zhai Yan's reaction, and laughed: "What a divorce letter, there is no divorce letter, only a marriage letter."

This is the red ink book he asked Lu Qian for.

"Marriage letter." Song Yixing remembered what he had written, and he simply read it out loudly, "Song Yixing would like to write a marriage letter. The two surnames will marry each other and make a contract together..."

【marriage letter】

[Marriage of two surnames, a treaty is signed together.

I would like to write a letter to Hongjian with the agreement of white heads, so that the alliance of red leaves can be recorded in the mandarin tree. ①

Song Yixing stood up. 】