Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

Yan Chicheng really didn't look for him.

Shitou nestled in the mountains for a long time, and when the sun set, he heard howling wolves, so he returned to Xianjun's small building shivering, without a blindfold, looking forward to seeing the anxious look of Xianjun.

Yan Xianjun was eating dinner calmly.

Stone:"……"

The calculation in his heart didn't come to fruition, he blushed, sat down opposite Xianjun, looked at the pot of perch in the middle of the table, and asked curiously: "You don't mean to use the scent of fish to catch me back, do you? "

Yan Chicheng smiled and didn't answer, just said softly: "Eat while it's hot." He stopped disturbing him and left the table.

Shi Shi knew that he was afraid that he would have a bad appetite for him, so he was not polite, and it still didn't go well after two chopsticks, so he just held the fish in his hand and gnawed.

"Master Xie, slow down," Shui Niang said softly, "No one will rob you."

Shi Shi took another bite, and suddenly asked, "Isn't Yan Chicheng in a hurry when I run away from home?"

Shui Niang was stunned: "Of course the master is in a hurry."

"Then why didn't he come to me?" Shito asked curiously.

"Master won't leave Little Mirror Lake unless something important happens." Shui Niang said softly, "If you are in danger, of course he will help you."

"He seems to be locked up here." Stone asked in a low voice, "Do you know anything else about him, can you tell me?"

But Shui Niang shook her head again and again: "I can't say anything else, you have to ask the master yourself."

For many days after that, the stone ran out early in the morning, eating the wind and drinking the dew in the mountains, and waited anxiously for Yan Chicheng to chase him. Gu Zi drank a little wine, he didn't look good when he drank, and if he drank too much, he just sat quietly without showing any emotions.

Shi Shi had no choice but to ask Yan Chicheng directly why he lived here alone as a fairy, and painted the ground as a prison, and Yan Chicheng didn't answer.

After many times, he couldn't help but feel angry, secretly said: "If you don't tell me, I can't try it. Anyway, I can't go anywhere except this small valley. I will take your underwear off sooner or later if I leave it here every day."

Finally one day, Shi Daxian counted his fingers, found a sunny day and pretended to leave, hid on the old sycamore tree behind Xiaojing Lake, stared at Yan Chicheng with wide eyes, and wanted to kill his The movement is in full view.

Yan Chicheng asked Shuiniang about his whereabouts, but Shuiniang said she didn't know, Yan Chicheng frowned, and went back to Xiaozhu, still doing what to do.

Shi Shi was in a hurry, gritted his teeth, and continued to lie on the tree. During dinner time, the smell of fish came from the room again. This time, there was a plate of fried shrimp and a dish of drunken chicken with lotus root. Holding back his scalp, he watched Yan Chicheng hold up a pair of jasper chopsticks, tear open the crystal fish and put it in his mouth.

"You can still eat!" The stone tugged at the thin leaves on the tree, "He really can still eat! The books say 'you can't dream of clothes', 'the belt is getting wider', it's really a lie Yes, not only can he eat, but he also eats deliciously!"

In fact, Yan Chicheng didn't eat much. When it was time to light the lanterns, he ordered Xiantong to come in and let people dump all the vegetables on the table into the pond.

Shi Shi let out a "woo", and said in his heart that it would be fine to bear it for another three days.

It was still the same at night on the second day, but there was an extra piece of eight-treasure lotus paste crisp in the vegetables poured into the ditch. Shitou felt that he could not bear it for another day, so he wanted to get down from the tree. Liquor, holding a fishing rod, slowly walked down to the old sycamore tree where he was.

Shitou thought it would be embarrassing to reveal his secrets, so he quickly shrank back into the leaves. Yan Chicheng didn't seem to notice him, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, then put it aside, sat leaning on the railing, long With loose hair, throw the "fishing rod" into the pond.

Only then did Shi Shi realize that it was not a fishing rod, but a slender willow branch. The branches and leaves glowed with a faint aura like Yan Chicheng's body. Looking down, the eyes are empty and cold, like a statue of a stone heart god.

Shi Shi shuddered unconsciously, screaming in his heart that it was not good, and saw Yan Chicheng suddenly raised the willow branch in his hand, and with a "pop", swung the koi in the pool away.

There was a burst of water, and the koi scattered for a while, and then came up again.Yan Chicheng looked at the water surface, his gaze penetrated the lake, and he stuck to the sand and stones at the bottom of the water. He raised his arm and whipped down again. The scales, glowing with colorful light under the cold moon.

There should be dead fish in the next whip.Stone moved his butt uncomfortably, and sat down in the branch of the tree. The branches rustled, and he didn't dare to move any more, as if the willow whip would hit him if he moved again.

He looked no further at the lake below.After about a cup of tea, Yan Chicheng dropped the willow stick in his hand, picked up the wine cup and took a sip, squinted his eyes, seemed to be thinking about something, suddenly raised two fingers and pinched a tactic, and drank in a low voice: "Peeping the sky."

The surface of the water with floating fish scales lighted up faintly, and the stone opened his eyes wide to look at it, only to see the fish, water, sand and stones rushing down suddenly, forming a waterfall, and the original pool has become the top of the peaks and the Huiyuan highland.Under the waterfall, there are small hills and caves. The people inside look like sesame seeds and ants, wearing blue and white Taoist robes, mastering swordsmanship, discussing spells, and moving between mountains and rivers.In the eyes of mortals, this scene is probably like a fairy erecting clouds, so spectacular, but looking down from a high place, it is nothing but ants, flying mosquitoes, small and not like living things.

Shi Shi watched them chanting formulas and chanting mantras, but he also thought it was a bit interesting, and watched with relish. He didn't react until there was a faint movement below, and hurriedly looked away to find Yan Chicheng, only to see Yan Chicheng picked it up again. The willow branch twirled gently in his hand.

The black eyes stared at the monks flying around silently, just like when he saw the koi just now.

Shitou was shocked, and hurriedly leaned out from the tree, only to realize that he didn't know what to do when he leaned out half of his body. His stiff body lost strength and he threw himself forward. Hanging upside down from the tree like a gecko, it flopped around a couple of times weakly.

Yan Chicheng turned his head suddenly, and the stone was facing the green under the black eyes, trembling with fright, subconsciously resorted to the ability to steal the teacher just now, stretched out his hand to make a tactic, and shouted: "Come on!"

The willow branch in Yan Chicheng's hand jumped up like a living thing. Before he could realize what he had done, the three-foot-long willow branch had landed safely in his palm.

"So I'm so good!" Shitou beamed happily, "Sure enough, I've been wronged by begging all the time... Hey——"

He smiled patronizingly, loosened his toes that were hooked to the branches, and slammed into the flowers under the tree with a plop. When he looked up, he saw Yan Chicheng's brocade boots stepping over.

"You don't follow me!" Shitou said angrily, "You have no conscience!"

Before he had time to get angry, those eyes that made him fear like a snake looked straight at him, making him tremble.

"Who taught you?" Yan Chicheng squatted down and asked him coldly, clasped his chin with his palms, and pinched his slender neck with his knuckles, "Who taught you the art?"

He didn't use any strength, and the stone felt suffocated for a while. He could see that there was killing intent on Yan Chicheng's body, not only killing intent, but also drunkenness. The coming determination almost crushed his soul.

"Hey, aren't you drunk?" Shito gently pushed and clamped his palm, "I see you only had two sips..."

"Who taught you?" Yan Chicheng interrupted him for the first time.

Shi Shi was so frightened that he had goosebumps all over his body, he didn't dare to lie anymore, he lowered his head and said, "No one taught me, I just see the Wuling School play handsome and learn."

Yan Chicheng still stared at him fixedly, with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes.

This can make Shitou feel wronged. He was the only one who tried to deceive people around in different ways. How could he tell the truth honestly and repeatedly make things difficult for others?He couldn't help crying out: "You goddamn bastard, it's not that you don't know that I'm a beggar without parental education. I just learned to kill pigs from Wang Laosan at the entrance of the village. Who can teach me anything else?"

Yan Chicheng was startled.

Seeing him hesitate, Shitou rolled his eyes, and simply climbed up the pole: "You have such a big sect under your own name, and you have taught people the good skills of keeping one's life from generation to generation, but you have never taught me. You said that you don't care about me." , I learn some spells with others, and you still want to vent your anger on me-do you really like me?"

"Xie Qiushi." Yan Chicheng frowned slightly.

Shi Shi immediately covered his ears, gasped exaggeratedly while shaking his head, and shouted: "Good guy, you're still fierce, it really isn't true! You are a heartless person who bullied me. hardships……"

Before he finished speaking, his body froze suddenly, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Two pieces of cool lips came close to each other, biting his tongue, without letting him say another word, as if tasting some soft pastry, gently licking it, grinding it with the tip of the teeth.

"Woooooo..." Shishi didn't struggle, but felt that his whole body was trapped in those black eyes, and he couldn't breathe, so he could only cry twice as a protest.

"What's so good about those things." The drunkenness in Yan Chicheng's eyes seemed to have faded a bit, but he was still not sober, "I won't teach you those things, but teach you something else... things that I will never teach them, okay? ?”

Shi Shi didn't know how that drowsy night passed, he only remembered that Yan Chicheng held him like a bird, preventing him from fluttering his wings or opening his voice.His whole body is affected by Yan Chicheng, the breath in his throat is robbed, Yan Chicheng wants him to be comfortable, he will be comfortable, Yan Chicheng wants him to cry, he will cry, in the end he can't even care about fear, like climbing on a tree Like a snake wrapped tightly around Yan Chicheng's body, he choked up and said, "Stop playing with me."

When he woke up, he was still holding Yan Chicheng's hand. Yan Chicheng didn't know if he was asleep, but he just sat on the bed and closed his eyes. His long black hair spread all over the bed, and a few strands were still hanging on his bare shoulders.

He shrank his neck from the itching, and when he moved, Yan Chicheng opened those dark eyes.

"You didn't sleep." Shitou murmured.

Yan Chicheng did not speak.

"You still don't want to teach me." Shitou cleared his throat, his throat was still hoarse, his face was sunken, and the roots of his ears were red, "I don't want to learn hooligan tricks."

Yan Chicheng still didn't say a word, just looked at him with downcast eyes, his eyes were soft, no longer the drunkenness of last night, his cool fingers inserted into his hair, and he followed it one by one, and asked: "Are you still afraid?" ?"

Shi Shi said softly, "It's okay." After a pause, he said again: "I got lost, why didn't you come to find me, and lost your temper alone?"

"I don't know if you are acting like a baby, or if you really want to leave... I don't know if you want me to come to you, or if you want me to stay here and wait for you." Yan Chicheng asked softly, "Would you like to tell me ?”

Xianjun seldom spoke such a long paragraph, his voice was low and soft, like the moonlight reflected in the wine cup, Shitou listened to it, and unconsciously remembered all that happened last night, he muttered and couldn't speak.

He suddenly realized that he didn't know what the answer was.

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