Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

This night of upside-down phoenixes lasted from evening to late night.

As the moon passes through the sky, the cloud outside the window gradually dissipates, the stars are scattered, and the shadows of the trees are verdant. Although it is depressed, it is better than the beauty and tranquility.

Xie Qiushi was tired and sober, his body was limp and he didn't want to move, but his mind was spinning fast. Just now, the picture flashed through his mind quickly. He glanced at Yan Chicheng's mottled brocade robe, and the roots of his ears felt hot after a while.

"Qiu Shi." Yan Chicheng lay on his side, calling him softly, his voice a little hoarse, "Xie Qiushi."

"What's going on," Xie Qiushi said with a smile, "you haven't recovered yet?"

"No." Yan Chicheng looked down into his eyes, "I just want to call you a few more times."

Xie Qiushi's face became hot when he saw him, his eyes dodged for a moment, then he raised his eyes and looked at Xianjun with clear eyes: "Are you comfortable?"

Xianjun laughed and nodded.

"I'm comfortable too!" Xie Qiushi buried his head in his shoulder and rubbed against his shoulder, complaining, "The comfortable thing should have been done long ago, you're only teaching me now."

Yan Chicheng kissed his forehead, wrapped his arms around his waist and turned over, letting him rest on his body.

"What else do you want to teach me?" Xie Qiushi nestled in the warm quilt, squinting his eyes comfortably, "A powerful spell? A fairy artifact? Or something nasty?"

"I won't teach anymore." Yan Chicheng said, "Can I take you out to play?"

Xie Qiushi became interested when he heard the word "play": "We are in the south of the Yangtze River along the Lizhou River, and further ahead is the Eighteen Ponds of Heze. "

"I'm afraid this is not very good..."

A hoarse voice suddenly interrupted Master Xie's reverie. Master Xie was startled, and when he looked up, he saw the half-human, half-ghost "Guard Ling" floating in the air like a wandering ghost.

"Ahhh!" Xie Qiushi yelled, "When did you come here!"

Youhun replied honestly: "When the lord and the young master are doing bed affairs."

Xie Qiushi yelled again: "Are you watching?" He turned to look at Yan Chicheng: "You don't care?!"

Yan Xianjun said helplessly: "He is not my retainer, I can't control him."

Xie Qiushi became angry from embarrassment: "He called you Xianjun, not your retainer whose retainer is it?"

Before Xianjun could speak, Ling Guanshi interrupted and said, "Master, I am your retainer."

Xie Qiushi naturally didn't believe it and rolled his eyes.

"Young master, don't be ashamed." The steward Ling said slowly, "I saw it when you had sex with Xianjun for the first time. Afterwards, the second time, the third time, the fifth time, the eighth time No.19, and twenty times, I have long been used to it." Turning a blind eye, hearing but not hearing, seeing but not seeing..."

"You fart!" Xie Qiushi yelled angrily, "I did it twice last night..."

He didn't realize what he was talking about until he said the words, shut his mouth quickly, stared at the fairy and ghost in front of him with wide eyes.

Yan Chicheng finally couldn't help laughing, put his arm around Sect Leader Xie's shoulder to comfort him, turned his head and said to Guanshi Ling: "Your young master means that you are not allowed to watch it again."

The steward Ling said, "Yes."

The three of them fought for a while, Xie Qiushi came back to his senses leisurely, and asked: "You just said it was not very good, why?"

The steward Ling bowed: "Young master, Dongling and its subordinate counties are no longer the territory of Taoyuan Xianjun. For many years, no one has restrained them. There are more and more strange things. Now... it is really not safe!"

Yan Chicheng frowned slightly: "What happened?"

"The fox fairy is making trouble!" Ling Guanshi stroked his beard, and suddenly made a ferocious expression of beard blowing and staring, "at night, when men and women are in harmony, there are often wild foxes crying. It's so desolate! It scared a lot of people." The guts of a mandarin duck couple!"

Yan Chicheng: "..."

Xie Qiushi: "..."

"I accept it with good intentions." Master Xie said while supporting his forehead, "Your immortal monarch is fierce like a dragon* and a tiger, so the fox fairy probably wants to work in vain."

Ling steward's expression suddenly became bitter, and after a while, his eyebrows danced again: "Not only that, there are also witches singing at night in the haunt of fox fairies. Husbands of wives, trick them into the wilderness, suck people's energy..."

Master Xie covered his ears.

"Jiangnan has never been short of anecdotes and anecdotes, and you don't pay attention to all of them." Yan Chicheng interrupted, "What's different about this time?"

Master Xie rolled his eyes and took off his hands covering his ears.

Xianjun patted his head lightly.

"If it's really an anecdote, that's fine!" Ling Guanshi said with a sad face, "A few days ago, the temple of Xianjun was demolished and moved, and yesterday even the statue was thrown out to be used as firewood. Bring in a... statue of a fox fairy."

Yan Chicheng was startled.

Xie Qiushi said "Hey" and said with a smile, "The Wuling Immortal has also fallen to this day."

Steward Ling glanced at Yan Chicheng again, and said tremblingly after a while: "More than that, there are rumors that the voice of the fox fairy song girl came from the northeast corner..."

"Northeast corner? What's wrong with the northeast corner?" Xie Qiushi asked curiously.

For a while, no one paid attention to him.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Chicheng, but was taken aback. He saw that Xianjun's black eyes were half covered with frost. He didn't look at him, but cast them on the ground blankly. Nothing can get into those eyes.

"Yan Chicheng?" Xie Qiushi called cautiously.

"...It's okay." Yan Chicheng raised his head, groped his left wrist lightly, and asked, "When did it start?"

"But, it might be just one or two months," Manager Ying scratched his head, "It might be one or two years, it might be eleven or twelve years, I don't understand... I don't understand..."

As he spoke, his orange-peel-like face wrinkled into a ball, as if he was in great pain, his whole body floated up like a wisp of smoke, circling several times on the beam, and then Disappeared without a sound.

Xianjun sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

Xie Qiushi grabbed his left hand, pulled it towards him, and ordered: "Don't move!"

Yan Chicheng smiled lightly: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt myself."

"What's going on?" Xie Qiushi asked, "What's in the northeast corner?"

Yan Chicheng shook his head: "A hundred years ago, there was a small fishing village there, but it is gone now."

Xie Qiushi frowned: "It's gone? Why not?"

Xianjun said: "It's nothing, time has passed and circumstances have changed, and the sea has changed."

Head Xie raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Every time you talk nonsense to prevaricate me, you use this tone."

Yan Chicheng sighed and shook his head.

"Tell the truth." Xie Qiushi shook his hand in front of his eyes, "Otherwise I won't share the bed with you next time, not only will I not share the bed with you, but I will also bark like a fox by your window."

"That fishing village is called Taoyuan Village." Yan Chicheng suddenly said, looking at him fixedly, "It's very close to the ghost way."

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