Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

Xie Qiushi pretended to make a move, walked in and said, "Who wants you to take it? I myself... ah!"

Before the toes crossed the threshold, a sleeve arrow flew across the sky, Xie Qiushi yelled, and dodged short, almost having a lock of his temple hair cut off!

"Hey——" Before he had time to say anything, his eyes suddenly went dark. Yan Chicheng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he stepped back obliquely with his arms around his waist, only to avoid the black sack wrapped around his hood.

"Don't move!" Yan Chicheng yelled softly, and drew a long spear. The tip of the spear was picked at the crack of the brick, and with a "swish", hundreds of spikes the length of half a man sprang out from the floor.

Xie Qiushi was dumbfounded: "There is a golden cesspit hidden in this toilet..."

"Xie Qiushi," Yan Chicheng looked at him helplessly, "don't be so vulgar."

Xie Xianjun stuck out his tongue and smiled.

The two avoided the room full of spiked sacks of rat traps, pushed open the door and walked through the atrium, Yan Chicheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Xie Qiushi asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Chicheng said: "The front is where you used to rest."

"I really live in the latrine?" Xie Qiushi said, "You also live in the latrine with me?"

Yan Chicheng shook his head and said, "Without your summons, I can't just go in."

"Huh? Really?" Xie Qiushi blinked twice, "Is there still time for me to make you feel embarrassed?"

Yan Chicheng folded his arms and stared at him, but didn't speak.

"Yes, pass it on, let's come in." Xie Qiushi said while pushing the door, "Isn't it just a fragrant boudoir... huh?"

When the door was pushed open, a gust of cold air rushed in.

I saw a room in that room that was as white as a snow cave. There was only one bookcase and a stone bed empty in the tens of square meters. Ashes and snow fell.

Xie Qiushi walked to the stone bed and kicked it lightly, then asked blankly, "I used to sleep on this bed?"

Yan Chicheng nodded.

"Can you fall asleep?" Xie Qiushi doubted.

"Yes." Yan Chicheng answered seriously, "Every time you sleep, you have to sleep for a long time, have a lot of dreams, and wake up easily, so I arranged a lot of things in the outside room so that no one will disturb you."

"You actually made those." Xie Qiushi couldn't believe it, "You are a majestic Wuling fairy, and you can use sacks to cover people and put mouse traps?"

"Yeah." Yan Chicheng admitted with a smile, "I learned from you."

Xie Qiushi: "..."

He turned his head to look at the bookshelf on the side, his ear pinnae slightly flushed, he took out a yellowed book as a cover-up, buried his head in flipping through it, flipped through a few pages, felt something was wrong, and after flipping through several pages, he raised his head and asked, "Why?" Is it all blank paper?"

Yan Chicheng took the book back from his hand and said softly, "Because you have read it all."

Suspiciously, Xie Qiushi took out another ancient book that looked even older, opened it, and found that there was still only white paper, and there were traces of torn between the books.

Yan Chicheng said: "Every time you read a page, you will tear up a page."

Xie Qiushi let out an "Aiyo" and complained, "I don't know how to feel bad."

Yan Chicheng shook his head: "You read these books from front to back, from back to front, from top to bottom, from bottom to top, and after reading them, you can't read them. Read a page, tear a page, and when it’s over, there’s nothing left.”

Xie Qiushi was dumbfounded, touching the withered yellow cover in his hand, he didn't know what to say.

He casually picked up the book in his hand, but his mind flew away from the book, flew over the cold and quiet bedroom, and flew out of the snowy Yingtai Mountain all the year round. They all danced slowly and hung up.

He hesitated for a long time, then said in a daze: "I used to be unhappy, didn't I?"

Yan Chicheng didn't answer.

"Yan Xiao?" Xie Qiushi subconsciously asked again.

Yan Chicheng moved his lips, and suddenly there was a "pop", and a booklet fell to the ground.

Xie Qiushi hurriedly knelt down and picked it up. The old book jacket fell to pieces, exposing the colorful inside.

Xie Qiushi said "Huh", and opened the book cover to see, there were five large characters in black and white: "Yin and Yang Harmony".

Yan Chicheng: "..."

The corner of Xie Qiushi's mouth was torn off immediately, and he quickly opened the book. There were really words in it, which said: Yin and Yang are in harmony, conform to the law of heaven, immortals are Yang, and ghosts are Yin. Practicing this method of dual cultivation can relieve boredom and even more Extraordinary benefits.

Xie Qiushi: "... Isn't this nonsense?"

Yan Chicheng coughed lightly: "Of course it's nonsense."

Xie Qiushi glanced again, his face became more and more weird, and after turning several pages, he suddenly raised his head: "Yan Chicheng! Isn't this your mother's name?"

Yan Chicheng took half a step back, lowered his head and said, "You read it wrong."

Xie Qiushi "crashed" and turned a few more pages, his cheeks were reddened, he closed the book and shouted: "You bastard! You lied to me before, tricked me into having sex with you? Didn't you? Say it!"

Yan Chicheng reached out to take the book and put it aside, his face was still expressionless, but his eyes were full of smiles. He raised his hand and gently brushed Xie Qiushi's temple hair away, and said in a warm voice, "You have always been easy to deceive in the past."

Xie Qiushi was so angry that he couldn't speak. He gritted his teeth for a long time, but his heart fell to the ground. A ruler.

Yan Chicheng: "..."

Xie Qiushi understood his expression as soon as he saw his expression. He immediately turned his attack and picked Yan Chicheng's chin with a ruler with a smile on his face, showing a rascal air: "Small, you are playing tricks to trick brother into bed, are you beaten? Slap your mouth or not?" Getting punched? For such a handsome boy, his pants were taken off and his ass was spanked, right?"

Yan Chicheng's complexion changed, and Xie Qiushi immediately called out: "Did you really get spanked? How much? How?"

Yan Chicheng turned around and ignored him, but Xie Qiushi climbed up a tree like a hozen, and climbed up the pole, chasing and shouting: "Really? You tell me? Or let me beat him up again, Yan Chicheng?"

Even if Yan Chicheng stepped out of a climbing ladder, his figure fluttered away like a bird, Xie Qiushi yelled, and immediately chased after him, shouting: "Yan Chicheng - don't run - I was so scared that I even used my lightness kung fu! I'm so afraid that Brother Shi will spank your ass—"

Yan Chicheng suddenly turned around in mid-air, and pointed a "Golden Chan Finger" at Xie Qiushi's armpit. Xie Qiushi laughed and scolded: "What the hell!" He also pinched his fingers and hit Yan Chicheng's ass.

The two came and went, and they actually exchanged hands in mid-air. They said they were discussing each other, but they were a little frivolous. Quite pleasing to the eye.

Xie Qiushitou fought with Yan Chicheng once, but he was familiar with it as if he had fought countless times. When Yan Chicheng raised his hand, he knew what he was going to do, and when Yan Chicheng stomped his feet, he knew how to fight.

"It's really comfortable." Xie Qiushilang smiled, "Why don't I let your ass go?"

Yan Chicheng raised his eyebrows: "But I don't want to let you go."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Qiushi felt a black shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and someone hugged his waist, shoulders and back. He yelled hastily, and kicked wildly. He didn't kick anyone, but only hit the tall bookshelf.

The bookshelf collapsed with a bang, and the torn pages of old books fluttered away like snowflakes, like a long-standing torrential rain, finally falling down.The heavy purple wood fell on the stone bed, and cracks appeared on the stone bed. There was a "crash", like a building falling down, and the whole plain room tumbled.

Xie Qiushi forgot to hide, forgot to earn, just stared blankly at everything in front of him. After a long time, Fang smiled and said, "It's all broken."

Yan Chicheng said "Sorry." There was no apology in his voice.

"It doesn't matter." Xie Qiushi suddenly said warmly, "Things that have been damaged for many years have long been ruined. If they are not completely damaged, how can they be replaced?"

Yan Chicheng paused when he heard the words, the dark green in his pupils surged up again, and after a while, he made a hoarse "hmm".