I, scum gong, never adore Master

Then, put yourself in.

The most frightening thing was that when the boy raised his head, his face was so similar to Yun Jian's.

Standing with his arms folded, Jiang Ye resentfully said, "When did Master have such a big son?"

"Uh..." Yun Jian glanced at the young man and said coldly, "I'm not your father."

The young man became anxious, pointed at his own face, and presented the most objective evidence: "Father! Although you don't recognize my son, I definitely want to recognize you as father!"

Seeing that Yun Jian ignored him, he walked up to Jiang Ye on his knees and said pitifully, "Mother! Why doesn't Dad recognize me?"

Jiang Ye was startled, jumped away immediately, and hid behind the master: "Who is your mother? I am a man, how could I give birth to such a retarded son as you?"

The young man died of grievances, and suddenly rushed over, thinking what he was going to do, but when he approached Yun Jian's ear, his expression froze, and he said hastily: "Father, you believe me, I can't see you outside of the dream world." You, Lovebird sent me in because I have something to tell you."

The boy's voice was very small, and it was attached to the ears of the two.

Jiang Ye suddenly seemed to understand something, and immediately acted, exuding the joy of family reunion, with one hand on the young man's shoulder, and the other on the master's waist, the three of them were extremely close.

"Son! It's not that your father doesn't want to recognize you, he misses you too!" Jiang Ye wailed exaggeratedly, then suddenly changed his tone, grinning his teeth and said to the young man: "You better have something to do."

The young man flinched, as if he was instinctively afraid of Jiang Ye, and said in a low voice: "Although this place is covered by the lovebird's dream, it won't be hidden for long. Let me make a long story short."

Yun Jian asked first, "Is Lovebird imprisoned in the divine veins of Cangwu City?"

The young man nodded: "Shenmai itself cannot emit spiritual energy. All the gifts to mortals come from the core of the divine vein, which is the lovebird itself. The lovebird is a god above the nine heavens, and what is filled in the body is the spiritual energy accumulated over tens of thousands of years. Obtaining power from the divine veins is equivalent to continuously sucking the lovebird's blood and gnawing on its flesh."

Yun Jian was not surprised, he seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, but he still couldn't help frowning.

In contrast, Jiang Ye was more shocked, as if he had heard a terrible secret.

The young man said: "The lovebird's lover is dead, and it is dying too. In order to forcefully renew its life so that it can continue to function and emit spiritual energy, those monks actually thought of the method of offering sacrifices."

Since ten years ago, Lovebirds has long run out of fuel, but Cangwu City, as the most prestigious city in the lower realm, is because it has a divine vein that is envied by the entire immortal cultivation world. Withered veins.

So, he thought of the method of sacrifice.

Every once in a while, a group of people will be sent in, and their blood and bones will be used to maintain the normal operation of the divine veins.

The earliest batch, also experimental, was Juntong's biological mother.

Patriarch Jun found that the sacrifice of living people could indeed slow down the withering speed of the divine veins, but after all, Juntong's biological mother was just an ordinary mortal with no cultivation level, and her sacrifice would soon lose its effect.

The lord of the monarch can only deceive the cultivated monks, using the treasures of the gods and opportunities as bait, and attracting batches of greedy monks to voluntarily send themselves into the abyss, leaving no bones...

I will think about it carefully at night and be terrified.

Could it be that the goal of his cheap uncle is not the master, but to deceive a group of monks, using the pretext of catching the evil spirits, to sacrifice the divine veins for him, and then throw the blame on those evil spirits who look exactly like the master?

Jiang Ye asked: "So their target is not Master?"

"I don't know." The young man frowned, "But over the years, sacrifices have become more and more useless, and they can't last long each time. They may need someone with stronger cultivation to fill this gap at once."

Without waiting for Jiang Ye to ask, the boy sneered again and said, "But they are so stupid, they actually set their minds on my father! Hmph! Stupid mortals!"

Jiang Ye touched his nose: "I am also a mortal..."

The boy said directly: "You are not human."

Jiang Ye: "..."

I always thought he was swearing, but there was no proof.

At this point in the conversation, Yun Jian suddenly asked: "Is every divine vein imprisoning a god?"

"Not at all..." The young man shook his head, then opened his sleeves, revealing a section of his arm. There seemed to be some slender dark green vines under his skin. He said, "At least I am not."

As soon as he saw the vines, Ye Benji tensed up and stood in front of the master. He would never forget that the vines turned into the appearance of the master to frame the master, and he would not forget that when he was in Tongxiu Village, those vines were in front of the master. A big hole was poked in the waist.

Jiang Ye stared at the young man fiercely, and the alarm bell rang out: "What is your relationship with those evil spirits?"

The young man was questioned, a little aggrieved, and apologetic: "That was not my intention, and I couldn't control myself outside. Originally, those vines just grew by attaching to me, and then gradually invaded my body. Mi Zhang, when I wake up again, many things I don't want to do will be... done."

Yun remonstrated: "You are the divine vein of Tongxiu Village."

Not a question, but a certainty.

The young man also nodded frankly: "The gods of Tongxiu Village did not imprison gods originally. It is located in a village, not the Xiuxian clan. It is understandable that no one cares...just one day..."

1000 years ago, when Yun Jian lived in Tongxiu Village, the divine vein was there, but it was no different from ordinary mountains, showing no spirituality at all.

That divine vein was a drop of blood remonstrated by Yun, which gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and it became the young man in front of him now.

He said: "I owe my life to a drop of your blood. Your blood flows in my body. Naturally, I should call you "Daddy"!"

Yun Jian didn't care about the process of transforming the spirit into a spirit at all. He called his father, but he didn't intend to recognize his son.

It's just... what kind of bloodline can make a mountain range become spiritual?

It is naturally impossible for a monk in the Mahayana period, even if he has lived for a thousand years.

Just then, there was another knock on the door.

The boy said urgently: "Don't let the people in this dream world know about my existence, otherwise I will be driven out of the dream directly." Then he hurriedly hid behind the curtain of the bed.

Jiang Ye saw that he had hidden it well, so he went to open the door.

The middle-aged man standing at the door seemed to be the housekeeper in the mansion, he smiled and said to Jiang Ye: "Uncle, the old lady is here to invite you."

Jiang Ye looked back at Yun Jian, and Yun Jian said: "You go, the dream weaved by lovebirds will not be in any danger."

Jiang Ye nodded, closed the door and went out.

Inside the door, the young man poked his head out from behind the embroidered veil, and saw Yun Jian looking at him, and asked, "How much do you know about what happened in Tongxiu Village 1000 years ago?"

"I... I know..."

The young man looked at Yun Jian, and his peach eyes, which were somewhat similar to Yun Jian's, suddenly showed pity.

……

As soon as Jiang Ye came out of the room, he found that all the wedding clothes on his body had been changed. This attire really looked like the son-in-law of a rich family.

The butler said, "Young Master, there is something I don't know if I should say it or not."

Jiang Ye's expression froze, could it be that this NPC is here to dispatch missions?

He nodded to the butler.

Butler: "Who was my uncle talking to in the room just now?"

Jiang Ye was a little nervous, afraid that he would find his cheap son, so he could only pretend to be calm, coughed lightly and said, "Of course it's my wife."

As soon as he said this, the housekeeper's expression turned extremely ugly, as if he had seen a ghost, he took a deep breath and tremblingly said: "But... your wife is not here!"

"So absent? Didn't he stand in the room just now?"

"Uncle! Your wife has passed away for ten years!"

long silence.

"Uh..." Could this be a ghost story?He married a ghost bride?

Jiang Ye was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered that when the butler just came to knock on the door, he saluted him politely, but he didn't seem to have seen the master. It stands to reason that the master is standing in front of the door, so he shouldn't be able to see it... …

The butler suddenly burst into tears and said, "Young master really loves our young master. He has been away for so many years. You don't even have a concubine, and you don't even have a housemate. God is so pitiful, what a match!" The couple, just like this life and death forever..."

Jiang Ye: "..."

There is no big language.

I only got married last night, and today I will be a widower. I can't help but want to laugh all night. If Master hears such outrageous words, I don't know if he will laugh or be angry?

No, according to Master's temperament, he is not easy to get angry, at most he flicks his sleeves, turns around and walks away, pretending he didn't hear.

He was distracted, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, which had another meaning in the housekeeper's eyes.

The housekeeper sighed: "Idiot..."

Forget it, these people think that he misses his wife, and they have hallucinations, and they can't help but brand themselves an infatuated persona. It's not a big problem. Said, he can be regarded as protecting the master.

But when he walked into the ancestral hall, even though he knew that the dream was extremely absurd and he was ready to adjust his mentality, he was still surprised.

The old lady of the mansion had just finished offering incense to a row of memorial tablets, she turned around and handed him some incense, and said to him, "You are here, give him an incense stick."

As soon as he raised his head, there was a memorial tablet in front of him, and a letter was written - "Yun Jianling's tablet, the survivor will be at night."

It's ridiculous...

Looking at the master who is alive and well, but his name is branded on the tablet dedicated to the dead, he couldn't help frowning.

The old lady thought he was sad, and the housekeeper told him what had just happened, she sighed: "You child... well, if he has a spirit under the spring, he will definitely miss your deep affection."

Jiang Ye: "..."

Don't!

The word "affectionate" is used on him and the master, no matter how you look at it, it is terrifying.

The old lady said again: "You should also take good care of your health. Don't say anything about "I only wish to go to Huangquan as soon as possible to meet him". He will definitely hope that you can live well under the spring."

Jiang Ye again: "..."

After much difficulty, he chatted with the old lady for a long time without any pretense, and seeing that it was almost dark, he hurried back to see his master.

There are no lamps in the house, only a little moonlight cast in the gaps in the window sills, barely illuminating the positions of the tables and chairs, so that Jiang Ye will not be tripped.

He closed the door carefully, and called out uncertainly: "Master?"

No one answered him.

He suddenly remembered the setting of this dream world. Both the old lady and the butler thought that the master had passed away long ago. In their eyes, they could see that the master himself was like an infatuated person.

and……

"Ah!!" He suddenly remembered, the butler said that ten years had passed!

Does time flow so fast in this world?

Could it be that the plot has progressed to the death of the wife, leaving him alone as a widower?

Then where is he going to find Master!

"Master?"

Jiang Ye was really in a hurry, even if there was no danger, but the master was not around, he just couldn't rest assured, he was too afraid of the malice and fascination towards the master from all over the world.

He himself doesn't know how much he is obsessed with Yun Jian now, it seems that only by looking closely at the master with a pair of eyes can he stop the panic in his heart.

"Master... Master?! Where are you?"

I was getting more and more nervous, my back was dripping with sweat, my head was buzzing, I couldn't even think about lighting a candle, and I was just groping around in the dark in a hurry.

He thought a lot, if the plot of this world has come to "After the death of the wife, leaving him alone as an infatuated widower", will he be able to see the master after his physical death in this world?No matter how bad he was, he could return to reality, but he was worried that he would go back, but what should he do if he didn't bring the master back?

He was too anxious, too flustered.

Several chairs were knocked over in a row, and the porcelain vases on the table crackled and shattered to the ground.

Just when his emotions were almost on the verge of collapse, there seemed to be a shallow sigh in the darkness.

"I'm here."

As soon as he heard a familiar voice, Jiang Ye was like a person who has been deaf for many years and finally heard the noisy world leaking into his ears. He was excited and panicked. Needless to say, the excitement was because he was afraid that he would hallucinate and that the voice would disappear in the next moment.

He hastily rushed towards the direction of the sound, staggered the person in front of him for two steps, wrapped his arms tightly around Master's waist, it was cool and warm, and the tip of his nose could smell Master's The cold fragrance of Lingmei unique to Zun's body.

He only half let go of a tightly hanging heart.

"Master...why don't you light the lamp? I...I thought..." His voice was hoarse when he spoke.

"Why?"

Master's voice was close at hand, and when he spoke, his warm breath brushed against his ears.

I don't know if it's Jiang Ye's illusion that Master's voice is much gentler, even a little hoarse.

Although he felt that his good natured, gentle and refined teacher had always been very good, but this kind of tenderness seemed to come from his bones, and he couldn't explain it for a long time.

He paused, but still refused to let go of his hand, thinking that the master would tell him to let go with a straight face, but he didn't expect that the master put one arm around his waist, pulled him closer, and slowly climbed up the back with the other hand , Rubbing the back of his neck vaguely.

Master spoke again, with a slightly tired voice: "Did something happen just now?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Ye nodded and told Yun Jian everything.

He was so nervous that he raised his eyes to look at Master, but under the cover of darkness, he could only see the outline vaguely.

Jiang Ye said, "I'll go light the lamp, it's too dark, I can't see you."

"Don't order."

The master's voice was so hoarse, he grasped his wrist, clenched it tightly, pressed his chin against Jiang Ye's head, and pressed the loose lock of soft hair: "Don't look... don't look at my face ..."

"Uh..." Jiang Ye really didn't understand, what happened to Master?

He is a very sensitive person sometimes, he always tends to think wrongly when thinking about problems, and he is ignorant and afraid of his death, but he doesn't know how many times he has died, but he didn't notice it, that's also because of him In many cases, thinking about the problem will lead you astray, and you don't realize what kind of atmosphere you should worry about.

such as……

He let the master hold him, and he didn't think it was strange. He was always thinking about how to get out of the dream and clear the game.

So he said: "Master, I thought you had walked out of the dream just now. If death in the dream means the end, if I still can't find you, I'm going to wipe my neck, so..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Before he finished speaking, Yun Jian suddenly covered his mouth, and he was stunned.

He... He had never seen such a fierce and flustered master, and at this moment he even doubted whether the person in front of him was really the master.

"you……"

Jiang Ye suddenly panicked, he had seen so many fake masters in the dungeon of Cangwu City, and he was instinctively afraid that this one in front of him was also fake.

Master has never been able to speak so out of control.

As a result, his body reacted faster than his brain, his arm left Yun Jian's waist, and he stepped back a little bit.

"what--"

But suddenly he was pulled and bumped into Yun Jian's chest, and his forehead hit Yun Jian's shoulder, causing a slight pain.

Probably because he got too close, he heard the beating sound of the heart coming from Yun Jian's chest through the muscles and skin.

At that moment just now, due to the angle, the master's face was exposed to a ray of light leaking through the window lattice, and Jiang Ye saw that pair of peach eyes flushed red, broken and desperate.

What happened, Master?

This instinctive love for the master made him no longer resist the master, and let the hug get tighter and tighter.

Finally, he squeezed until he felt it was difficult to breathe, so he stretched out his hand awkwardly and pushed towards Master's chest.

"Master, let go, it's too...too tight..."

The words were suddenly blocked, his head stopped thinking, his lips were held, biting and kissing heavily, and he realized what happened.

he--

He was kissed by Master!

How could he...

This time, it wasn't just that Master's heart was beating so fast, the heart in his chest was beating wildly at an extremely fast speed, almost to the point of his throat, and the pulses in his whole body seemed to be vibrating.

In a panic, he finally realized what Master was doing.

Surprise, shock, panic, fear...

Countless piles of emotions overwhelmed him, making him tremble endlessly.

He didn't know how hard he had spent to get his dazed mind to work. He suddenly turned his face away, and the master's slightly cool thin lips wiped the corners of his lips and cheeks, leaving wet marks all the way.

"You...you, why are you like this..."

A sentence that was meant to be said fiercely and angrily, but softened at this moment, and the sense of grievance was even heavier.

He was so broken, he obviously said that he would never touch Master, never touch a finger of Master, and he was also working hard to give Master the filial piety and respect that belonged to an apprentice, why would he let Master like this... …

Such a misunderstanding, such a misunderstanding...

Why does Master still want to relive the mandarin dream?

Why can't it just be a master-student relationship?

He promised that he would not leave Master, and he could become a family member without maintaining that kind of charming relationship. Relatives, why are you... so stubborn?

Even though he was struggling and pushing him, the master refused to let go, the arm around his waist was getting tighter and tighter, and the other hand was rubbing the back of his head, his five fingers slowly sank into Jiang Ye's hair, and then ...

Clutching him, she yanked towards herself and kissed him again.

Mingming Yun Jian's lips were cold and thin all year round, but at this moment they were fiercely hot, the fierce kiss almost seemed to tear apart and eat the young man in his arms, ruthlessly devouring him.

Too fierce, too cruel...

Jiang Ye never thought that the master, who looked so weak, was ferociously like a hungry jackal, like a ferocious beast.

He can't resist...

I even felt that I was about to suffocate in this kind of rampant rage and lust...

But he can still hear the voice, the master who has always been indifferent to the world, always indifferent, as if he doesn't care about anything, in the gap between letting go of him, his throat is choked, hoarse, and he murmurs almost collapsed.

"Don't leave me, never..."

Faint water dripped on Jiang Ye's eyelashes, blurring his eyes, and before he woke up from the dark kiss, he realized...

Master seems to be crying...

All of a sudden, Jiang Ye didn't even have time to think about how wrong this kind of getting along was, he frowned and let go of the hand that resisted Yun Jian, stroked the cold face shrouded in darkness inch by inch, and wiped away those peach eyes little by little. Tears falling between.

"I don't want to leave, don't cry, will it be... a kiss?"

probably?

Kissing is a way of expressing intimacy, such as a mother kissing a child on the cheek, and the meeting ceremony in some regions is also...

It's just that the master doesn't understand well, and it's so dark here that he can't find the location, so he made a mistake.

Jiang Ye held the master's cheek with both hands, groped, tiptoed to approach, and gently, like a feather, dropped a pure kiss on the side of the master's face, without the slightest hint of intimacy.

Jiang Ye's brain is not very good. He is not good at thinking about many things at the same time. If he can only care about one most important thing, it is-feeling for Master.

And what about his good teacher?

It seemed that he had received great encouragement from this comforting and shallow kiss.

He suddenly lowered his head, and sucked the lips that held the hot words again.

He didn't care about the young man's astonishment at all, he just wanted to learn from it, he just wanted to comfort his heart that was almost numb from the pain and could not calm down after he was shocked to hear the truth like a turbulent sea...

The kiss was hot and intense.

The lips and teeth pierced the tip of the tongue, and the smell of blood spread immediately. I don't know who it is.

I don't know what kind of master and apprentice is it now?What kind of honoring the teacher, what kind of kindness and filial piety?

It's all a joke...

The author says:

This is Xiao Ye's first time facing the ravages of the master, so the self-deception so many times before is definitely not good.

Jiang Xiaoye (sigh): Master really has a deep affection for me, this is not acceptable!

……

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!