Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

It was already light when they returned to the house, and the two of them were wearing plain linen skirts. Xie Qiushi carefully wiped soot on his face on the grounds that Xianjun was "extraordinary in martial arts and a little abrupt".

"Dumb slave." Master Xie dictated, "Go back to my seat."

Yan Chicheng glanced at him, didn't carry him on his back, but directly carried him on his shoulders.

Xie Qiushi said "Hey" a few times, which startled the peasant woman, who ran out in a hurry, wiping her hands on her bib, saw the two of them playing, and said with a smile, "You two have such a good relationship. Why is the young man getting ashes on his face? Don't wash it?"

"What are you washing?" Xie Qiushi annoyed, "He just likes to eat ashes."

The peasant woman wondered, "Aqiu, why is your voice so hoarse?"

Xie Qiushi hurriedly covered his mouth, choked his throat and said in a muffled voice: "I was poisoned a few days ago, and I have a fever these two days."

The peasant woman said "Hey", and stretched out her hand to touch his wrist: "Why is it so hot, go to bed and wait for a while, aunt will cook a bowl of porridge for you, and serve it to the bed to drink." She stared at Yan Chicheng with her eyes: "My daughter-in-law If that's the case, don't let anyone else."

Xie Qiushi saw that the majestic Wuling Xianjun was being scolded by a peasant woman pointing his nose, and couldn't help but give a "puchi" smile, and sweetly said to the peasant woman: "Auntie, please scold him for me more, this person doesn't want to be scolded for a day It's itchy."

The peasant woman glared at him: "I think you don't look for trouble all day, so you can rest easy when you are sick. Come, go to the couch, and my aunt will weave baskets at the door today. If those girls come looking for you, I will block it for you." on."

Xie Qiushi was moved in his heart, and stopped talking, and obediently hugged the quilt and nestled in the bed.

The peasant woman rummaged to find a charcoal basin, Xie Qiushi hurriedly said, "No need, Auntie, it's expensive."

The peasant woman said with a smile: "It was sent by the girl from the Nether Sect, lest I freeze this old bone in winter—it's just that we farmers can't use this precious thing."

Xie Qiushi couldn't shirk it, so he had to let her work back and forth, heating up the whole room.

After the peasant woman went out, Yan Chicheng sat down by the bed, took out a crystal clear jade pendant from her bosom, and placed it behind the charcoal basin.

Xie Qiushi raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of rewarding things indiscriminately and causing disaster?"

"This jade is named 'Fuze'." Yan Chicheng said casually, "All evils and taboos should be avoided, and all disasters will not invade."

Xie Qiushi said strangely: "That's very good, give me one too, I've always been very unlucky."

Yan Chicheng shook his head helplessly, but took out a long string of Buddhist beads from his sleeve, hung them on his neck, and covered him with his collar.

Xie Qiushi hung his head in a daze, looked at the familiar string of green beads, and murmured: "You're stringing them back again..."

"Yeah." Yan Chicheng said, "After you left, I went to Wuling."

"It's a pity that one is missing." Xie Qiushi thought about the jade beads that were crushed last night, and only now remembered the distressed, "I don't know if I can find the same one to make up for it."

Yan Chicheng said, "It's not perfect, maybe it's better."

Xie Qiushi looked at him suspiciously, but saw that Xianjun had already taken out a thin book and leaned against the bed to read it.

"Rest for a while." Xian Jun put one hand on his forehead, gently rubbing the center of his brows and the corners of his eyes, "If there is anything else, I will call you."

Xie Qiushi was sleepy for a while, only to feel that his mind was ups and downs, he seemed to be asleep, but he didn't seem to.

When he opened his eyes, Yan Chicheng was still reading, and the charcoal basin not far away was steaming, and the bedding was scorching hot, making his skin red and his lips dry, and he pulled the "cool and sweatless" fairy beside him into the bedding.

"Come in and let me hang around for a while." Xie Qiushi said hoarsely, "I'm so bored."

Yan Chicheng got on the couch as he said, picked up the soft head Xie, and put it on his body.

Xie Qiushi wished he could be completely embedded with him, put his legs between his legs, stepped on his obscene trousers and kicked them, his bare feet wished they could burrow into his trouser legs, so as to touch the immortal's cold flesh to relieve the heat.

He rested his head on Xianjun's half-opened lapel, rubbed it carefully, and raised his head to look at the book in Xianjun's hand: "What are you reading... ah!"

With just one glance, he let out a low cry, covered his mouth and mumbled, "You've been watching this??"

Yan Chicheng saw the familiar "Longyang Eighteen Styles" in his hand.

"What?" Xianjun looked at him leisurely, "I brought it back from the Wuling sect for you."

As he spoke, he picked up his fingertips, turned another page, and said in his mouth: "Cen Qihe knelt on the ground and gave it to me with both hands, and asked me to return it to the head of Xie for them."

Xie Qiushi gritted his teeth: "Boy Cen, he's not a good guy... ouch, ouch."

He let go of his hand, his face was cool, a faint smell of blood permeated, and two thin lines of blood flowed from his nose.

Master Xie felt that he had lost his old face, and cast a bitter glance at the charcoal basin, then at Yan Chicheng, and reached out to snatch the book and tear it up, but Yan Chicheng said, "The woman is here."

Xie Qiushi gritted his teeth: "If I believe you again—"

"Squeak-"

Xie Qiushi was so frightened that he tore off a page of the paper booklet.

The peasant woman poked her head out, didn't see their movements, and said anxiously: "The girls from the Nether Sect are coming, I'll deal with them first!"

He said "bang" and closed the door.

Xie Qiushi's complexion was slightly pale, looking at the page "Huansha Chunxi" in his hand, he rolled it into a ball and stuffed it into his sleeve.

The two of them held their breath and listened to the movement outside the window, only to hear a young woman ask the peasant woman: "Aunt Liu, have you ever seen two men pass by here? It looks like this in the long portrait."

Xie Qiushi whispered, "I don't know how they drew you and me."

"Don't worry." Yan Chicheng coaxed close to his ear, "If the painting is ugly, I won't be able to find you."

The peasant woman naturally shook her head.

The woman asked again and again, but Aunt Liu still denied it, and she swore that she had never seen the "two men", her voice was earnest, and she did not seem to be fake.

At this time, another female voice said: "Aunt Liu, you are busy outside, why is there a charcoal basin in the back room?"

Aunt Liu let out an "ah" and said dryly, "My son and daughter-in-law came to visit me for the past two days and caught typhoid fever on the way..."

The previous woman asked suspiciously, "Can we go in and have a look?"

Aunt Liu hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, okay..." As she spoke, she lightly knocked on the wooden door behind her.

Xie Qiushi was in a daze, and asked Yan Chicheng silently, "What should I do?" Xianjun smiled slightly, and suddenly clasped his waist, let him sit on him, leaned forward and kissed his lips.

The slender palm inserted into his hair, messing up the dark clouds. Xie Qiushi reacted immediately, his cheeks were flushed, but he half unbuttoned his collar, revealing a section of snow-white shoulders. Huansha Chunxi", wearing a thin quilt, swaying gently, holding a few strands of hair in his mouth, humming softly, his voice is slightly hoarse, male and female are indistinguishable.

The door behind him opened a corner and closed with a bang, and the two Nether disciples left in a hurry, Xie Qiushi immediately jumped off Yan Chicheng, pulled up his clothes, and cursed: "Okay, the dignified fairy will use this method to escape search."

Yan Chicheng raised his eyebrows.

"Why didn't Zhu Bailing come in person?" Xie Qiushi said, "It seems that she doesn't really want to deal with you."

"She has always been ambitious, and she has a plan in every action." Yan Chicheng raised his head slowly, "I won't go to war for you and me."

"It seems that I didn't pay attention to you." Xie Qiushi pursed his lips and smiled, then changed his face again, and said angrily, "Bring me the book, tear it up for me!"

Before Xianjun Yan could speak in the future, the wooden door creaked again, and Aunt Liu shouted through the small door: "The girl from the Nether Sect is here again!"

Xie Qiushi: "..."

Yan Chicheng: "..."

Master Xie made a "swish" sound, and stuck to Yan Xianjun's body in a style of "climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix".

Yan Chicheng laughed: "How did you learn this so quickly?"

Xie Qiushi couldn't express his suffering, his back molars were gritted, and it was the first time that he hated himself for being so photographic.

This time there was only one person, and he left with a hasty look. Before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of footsteps came from afar.

Sect Leader Xie's scalp tingled.

Sure enough, a voice came from behind the wooden door: "A large number of girls from the Nether Sect are here—"

"I'll do it." Yan Chicheng sighed helplessly, pulled Master Xie into his arms, pressed him on the couch, and kissed his cheek sideways.

……

After going back and forth like this seven or eight times, and tossing until the sky was bright, Xianjun released Xie Qiushi who was crooked like a dead fish in his arms, and coaxed in a low voice: "This time there is really no one."

Xie Qiushi felt that he was soft into a ball of cotton, his face was stretched, he was too tired to laugh, his forehead was dripping with sweat, he pointed at the shaking wooden door and gasped, "Yan Chicheng, today we... only, only A person can walk out alive..."

"Squeak-"

Master Xie's face turned pale in an instant.

Aunt Liu walked in again, with a bamboo basket on her arm, and said cautiously, "The girls are all gone."

"Scared me to death!" Xie Qiushi let out a deep breath, and said along his chest, "Auntie, what is in your basket that smells so strong?"

Aunt Liu froze, and said: "The soup from the neighbors..." After a pause, she lowered her voice, and said in a low voice: "For some reason, there are rumors outside that my son can't fall down with a golden gun, and he changed eight kinds in one night. Posture and complexion don't change, if you don't hurry up to mend your body now, when you get older in the future, you may be infected with hidden diseases..."

Yan Xianjun: "..."

Xie Qiushi: "..."

Headmaster Xie opened his mouth wide, his face changed several times, and finally he couldn't hold it back anymore, he rolled around on the bed covering his stomach and laughed loudly.