I, scum gong, never adore Master

Added a drama of "substitute literature" to myself

Jiang Ye wanted to hide, but how could he hide?

He never knew that the master was so fierce when he became ruthless, what was the kiss, it was like swallowing him alive, he couldn't bear it, and moved back, the master simply grabbed his waist and threw him fiercely against the wall superior.

With a bang, the murals hanging on the wall were crumbling.

Yun Jian was dazzled by the heat, and forced Ye to retreat, but he couldn't retreat, and he refused to let go of the fiery and intense kiss, attacking wantonly without being satisfied.

Jiang Ye's heart was beating like a drum after being kissed, his breathing was short of breath, and he was almost out of breath, but he still stubbornly insisted on finding an opportunity to speak from the gap.

"Master, you...what happened to you? Tell me..."

Before he finished speaking, he was blocked again by Yun Jian, and his mouth was filled with the breath of the master, as well as the mottled smell of blood.

Yun Jian looked like he was going to eat him...

He can't continue to do this kind of thing to the master. The previous time he was not clear-headed and took possession of the master in the confusion, but now he can obviously refuse!

Jiang Ye frowned, bit the tip of Yun Jian's tongue hard, and took advantage of the other party's stunned effort to push Yun Jian away.

"Master! Be sober, what are you doing?! It's... wrong for us to do this!"

Jiang Ye couldn't see Yun Jian's face clearly, but Yun Jian could see him with those peach eyes. He saw the young man staring at him fiercely, his almond eyes fogged up by the fierce kiss, and because of his sadness and fear, he could see him. And glowing red with grievance.

The young man's voice was hoarse, but it seemed that he wanted to slap his master awake.

Shouted: "You wake up!"

- sober up!

At this moment, the originally chaotic memory overlapped with the voice of the boy in front of him.

In the memory, the blurry figure that was always smiling also merged with Jiang Ye's face at this moment.

he remembered...

I remember that I once couldn't control the majestic spiritual power in my body that almost burst the embankment. In an instant, it almost made the vegetation of the whole mountain dry up. He was in pain, and the power in his body was completely out of control. Tear up the whole world to be buried with yourself.

No one wants to get close to him, and no creature dares to obstruct him, they all just want to escape.

Only... that boy.

Walking towards him step by step, with red eyes, he yelled at him sadly: "You wake up!"

So awake?I can't wake up...

He even attacked the young man unconsciously, and suppressed the devastating attack in agony, wanting to escape and hide, not wanting him to see himself like this, and not wanting himself to hurt the young man. A beast-like wail can be struggled from its throat.

"Go away!" he said.

"Go away!"

He couldn't stop his desire to destroy life, but the little consciousness left made him afraid that he would hurt the boy in front of him, and his restraint was almost broken.

But the boy still refused to leave, and even rushed in front of him, hugging his waist.

His uncontrollable spiritual power instantly cut open the young man's delicate skin like countless small and thin blades. He clearly remembered that the young man was extremely afraid of pain, but he gritted his teeth in pain and refused to let him go.

He hugged him like a blade, he hugged him like he was going to the fire.

He was always stubborn and never gave up on him.

The young man raised his eyes, the eyes that were so painful that they were full of tears were filled with smiles, facing him, the scourge that everyone can't avoid, he took the initiative to lean forward and put his warm lips on him.

"Don't be afraid... I'm with you."

……

It was a dream, not a very clear memory, but at this moment, it was like a gust of wind, blowing through the mountains and mountains for thousands of years, like a spring, rippling through the endless ancient night, and sent it to him.

Yun Jian looked into Jiang Ye's frightened eyes and felt his trembling hands, as if they were about to leave his waist.

He suddenly strangled Jiang Ye, and buried his cheek deep in Jiang Ye's neck.

"You stay with me..."

"Uh……"

"Stay with me, okay?"

To be honest, Jiang Ye wanted to run away, but at this moment, he was shocked by the fragile master.

This... is too unlike the emotion that a master should have.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether the desolate, white-clothed deity standing alone on a high mountain was the master, or the extremely fragile person hugging him in front of him was the master?

Jiang Ye was stunned, and a kind of creepy cognition suddenly rushed into his mind.

"Master, have you been waiting for me in this room for ten years?"

As soon as he went out, he was told by the housekeeper that it had been more than ten years since the wedding ceremony and his wife's death. He himself could not feel the speed of time, but what about the master who was waiting for him?

"A thousand years." Master suddenly whispered in his ear, "It's 1000 years."

Jiang Ye was confused: "What 1000 years?"

"you do not know any think!"

As soon as the master's words were so fierce that he was almost desperate, Jiang Ye suddenly felt a pain in his neck, he snorted, and suddenly realized that the master had...

She even bit him, as if to punish him in revenge.

But he is really wronged!

He really doesn't know anything...

The dream weaved by Lovebirds is too absurd. Master must have blurred his self-awareness and then been influenced by the setting of the plot, thinking that he is really a certain idiot in this world, right?

The night is about to collapse.

And his master, like a bloodthirsty monster who tasted sweet and bloody, and also like a person who was extremely thirsty and dehydrated, bit him, sucked blood, and refused to let go.

Jiang Ye was really going to be driven crazy by his master, but he was always firm in his bottom line.

He pushed Yun remonstrance hard, trembling and breaking down: "Don't be like this...Master, don't..."

Unexpectedly, Yun Jian seemed to be irritated by his resistance, wrapped his arms around his waist, picked him up, threw him onto the bed, and covered him up.

Jiang Ye: "!!"

After they were all in bed, it was impossible for Jiang Ye to hold naive thoughts, thinking that the master would not do anything.

It is really possible that Master is...begging for pleasure.

Before he had time to think, he didn't care about any treason, so he slapped him away.

"Snapped--"

The crisp sound of applause hit Yun Jian's face heavily, Yun Jian was stunned, and Jiang Ye was also dumbfounded.

"I... Master, I'm just afraid that you won't wake up..."

This time, both of them seemed to wake up. Yun Jian was still lying on top of him, but his whole body was stiff and did not move at all. At this moment, memory and reality were gradually separated. The dream that suddenly plunged into the sea of ​​consciousness slammed like a burst of bubbles.

He trembled violently, accompanied by disordered breathing, and his whole body was trembling densely.

Jiang Ye hesitated, but still raised his arms and gave such a fragile master a gentle hug.

The voice was like a mosquito: "Master, are you awake?"

The person on the body was silent for a long time, in a trance, and still replied tremblingly: "I'm awake."

"Don't be afraid, I didn't leave, I'm with you, by your side..." He added with trepidation: "Accompany Master as an apprentice, and accompany you as a family..."

"Uh..." Yun Jian didn't speak, his face was still buried by Jiang Ye's neck, and the tip of his nose lightly sniffed the sweet and greasy smell of blood.

After waiting for a long time in the night, the master did not respond, and even the slight trembling of the body disappeared, only the sound of breathing as light as mist and as thin as smoke still lingered in his ears.

"Master?" No one answered.

Pushing Ye Yunjian, the other party still did not respond, and he simply pushed him to the side of the bed completely, and sat up on his own, but the master still did not respond.

Jiang Ye was a little anxious, and called several times, but there was no response.

"He's fine, it's just that his memory is going back. Consciousness Sea couldn't bear it and passed out, and he will wake up later."

The voice came from behind the bed curtain, and the faint candlelight gradually approached, illuminating the room and the boy holding the candle.

"You're still here!"

When Jiang Ye looked at the boy, his whole body was about to explode.

"Did you do something to my master? He was fine when I left, why is he like this now?"

The boy was eager to defend himself, and waved his hands again and again: "I didn't, how could I hurt my father? He really just fell asleep and will wake up later."

With the help of the faint light, Jiang Ye looked at the exhausted sleeping face of the master, his brows were tightly frowned in the dream, the whole person seemed to be in a panic, lonely like a solitary boat floating in the vast deep sea, unable to find marginal.

Jiang Ye has never seen such a fragile master, pity him, he can easily forget what the master has done to him just now, only the slight itching of his neck and the pain in his lips and tongue remind him that he was beaten by the master just now. The fact that Zun strongly kissed.

Jiang Ye swallowed his throat, didn't dare to look at the master, and hurriedly climbed out of bed, but because of his weak legs, he fell to the ground unexpectedly.

The boy ran over anxiously, worried: "Mom, did you get injured?"

Jiang Ye was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and slapped the young man's supporting hand away.

"Who is your mother! You have to show some face!"

"But..." the boy said, "I have no face, my face is given by my father."

"Uh..." Jiang Ye laughed angrily, and climbed up while supporting the railing. Although his legs were still weak, a fierce light flashed from his almond eyes, and he stared at the young man fiercely.

"You better tell me what's going on!"

"My dad forgot what happened 1000 years ago, I just gave him back the memory, I didn't know it would be like this..."

The young man glanced at Yun Jian who was sleeping on the bed, he was terrified and worried.

He is just a mountain, with a heart of stone growing grass and soil. Although he has a drop of Yun Jian's blood, he still doesn't understand human emotions at all, and he doesn't understand why Yun Jian lost control in this way after learning about those memories.

He said: "1000 years ago, I was just a useless god. The gods of other people's families were enshrined in various clans of cultivating immortals, and were admired and admired. Only I was located in a remote and dilapidated small village..."

At that time, he had not yet developed a spiritual intelligence, and his perception of the outside world was vague.

Until Yun Jian lived in this village, those mortals thanked Yun Jian for protecting the villagers, killing demons and demons, worshiped him as a god, and built a shrine for Yun Jian at the foot of the mountain of Shenmai.

Perhaps it was Yun Jian's strong aura that vaguely awakened Shenmai, and Shenmai began to pay attention to Yun Jian's behavior unconsciously, and even subconsciously imitated it.

It was okay at the beginning, Yun Jian looked very gentle, although his eyes were sealed and frosty all year round, revealing endless indifference, but the villagers knew that he was the kind of person with a cold face and a warm heart, and he was almost responsive to requests.

until later...

One day, there seemed to be a majestic force surging in Yunjian's body, which was difficult to control. That kind of force was too strong, and if it leaked out of the body even a little bit, it would cause a huge disaster, and the destruction of the village was considered light.

The backflow of the sea, the surging waves, and the shaking of the mountains... are all precursors.

Shenmai subconsciously senses the danger, and the gods descended from the sky have the ability to predict the future, although that ability is very weak.

But Shenmai knows that if this continues, he will collapse, the village will be destroyed, and even the entire lower world and even the human world will be destroyed like the end of the world because they cannot bear this sudden burst of spiritual power.

But he is just a mountain, without hands and feet, and unable to move, he can only watch anxiously.

Seeing Yun Jian lying on the narrow bed, curled up, struggling to resist himself.

He tried to suppress that power back into his body again and again, but failed again and again.

After all, Yun Jian didn’t want to hurt anyone, he didn’t dare to stay in the village any longer, even if he exploded to death, he couldn’t hurt innocent people, enduring the pain like tearing apart his bones and blood, crawling inch by inch, struggling He climbed up the mountain and went far away, thinking that even if he died, it would only cause a landslide and ground crack.

"He didn't know at all that this unprecedented terrifying power would not harm others just because he stayed away from the crowd. If he couldn't control it, not only would he die, at least half of the world would sink into hell."

Jiang Ye was terrified when he heard that, he didn't know anything about Master's history.

How could this kind of food be described in detail!

He didn't know whether he was afraid of this terrifying power, or felt sorry for Master's innocent suffering.

With a hoarse voice, he said tremblingly, "And then? How did he do it?"

Although everything that happened in the past has happened, but looking at this world that exists perfectly, Jiang Ye knows that he has survived.

Maybe a light sentence of "he survived it" can draw a gratifying end to this matter, but Jiang Ye knows that only those who have endured this process can experience the pain.

It’s like, the doctor said: the patient with a serious illness overcame the illness, survived it, and lived for a long time afterwards.

If it is not heavy, it can bring confidence to the patient, but in fact, not many people can really withstand the ravages of the disease.Those who suffer from serious diseases do not know how difficult it is to "get over it" at first!

Many people give up in the process.

But some people give up, just give up their own lives, and if Yun Jian gives up, he will take this world with him and be buried with him.

How could Master disregard other people's lives, he is so kind...

So he carried it right?

Shenmai continued: "He met a person..."

This is a turning point.

The young man who had never met Yun Jian seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, with long hair swaying in the breeze, naked, with a layer of moonlight covering his skin, holy and unlike ordinary people.

He walked from the mountain stream with cold spring water, and stepped barefoot on the scorched soil polluted by the cloud's blood. The withered vegetation regained life under his feet, forming a green shade.

He walked towards Yun Jian step by step, and approached the man with red eyes who was almost torn apart by the strength in his body.

Yun Jian was more or less conscious, and he advised the young man: "Get out of here! Get out of here! Don't get close, you...you will be killed by me."

The boy turned a deaf ear, and he squatted in front of him.

Looking at Yun Jian who had cut one after another hideous wounds on his body in order to wake himself up, the boy's clean and holy face showed a sad look.

Summoning a green leaf, he made a gap on his fingertips, crystal clear drops of water trickled down and landed on Yun Jian's body, and the wound healed instantly.

That young man's blood is not the red color that human beings should have, but pure and undefiled like a spirit spring in a fairyland. He is like an elf in the mountains, like the purest and purest existence in this world.

But such an existence is willing to save Yun Jian, who is covered in blood.

Healing Yun Jian's wounds caused him to bleed a lot. Those wounds that intersected with each other were really terrifying, which made the young man frown.

Yun Jian didn't appreciate it, and even mocked: "I cut these wounds myself. Your pity and sympathy are useless to me. It will only make me suffer more if you cure them. If you don't get out, you will give me pain." I was buried with him."

The young man was not annoyed by Yun Jian's ridicule, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying, he just carefully checked Yun Jian's trauma bit by bit.

Yun Jian was very tired from resisting the power in his body, and he had reached the limit. He thought that he would disappear completely soon, with no bones left and his soul annihilated.

He didn't want to waste any more energy worrying about what this young man was doing, but just closed his eyes and ignored him, letting his fingertips caress his hideous wound.

until……

Yun Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and the softness of his lips startled him.

He looked at the young man's crystal-like jade cheeks slightly flushed, and his slightly drooping long eyelashes trembling slightly.

A mass of warm spiritual flow, like spring water warmed by the warm sun on an iceberg, came with a gurgling spring feeling, and slowly passed from the boy's mouth into his throat.

Withered trees meet spring, all things grow...

The manic power in his body was suddenly suppressed, and the holy spiritual flow gently enveloped and comforted the irritable group...

They were right by the mountain stream, sitting on the ground under the curtain of the sky, and completely completed their first friendship.

……

After hearing what Shenmai said, Jiang Ye froze in place, his mood became weird and he couldn't speak.

He looked at Shenmai's face which was somewhat similar to Yun Jian's, his mind was still in chaos, and his mouth moved first.

"There is no one else on the mountain, so you can't be the boy with no clothes on, right? You have already made friends with my master, why do you still call him father?"

The corners of Shenmai's lips twitched, and Jiang Ye's eyes became as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person, and he couldn't keep half of his respect for his mother.

"How is it possible! At that time, I could only watch what happened on the mountain, and I couldn't even transform into a human form!"

Jiang Ye's complexion improved a little, but it was still not very good-looking.

"Then...then you won't be their child?"

That's right, Shenmai calls Yun Jian his father, so it must be...

"It's a ghost!"

Shenmai was stunned by anger, pointed at Jiang Ye, and said angrily: "I have already said that it was because of a drop of my father's blood that I was born with wisdom and transformed into a human form, and let's talk about the person who saved my father." It’s also a man, how can a man give birth to a child? I still have some common sense!”

Then you probably haven't read Sheng Ziwen, what running with the ball, what running after the cub, he runs away, he chases, they are all hard to fly...

Jiang Ye secretly thought about what was there and what was not.

Shenmai continued: "From then on, that young man has been living in the mountains and never left. Every time my father gets sick, he will show up and have a good relationship with him..."

Gradually, the story about Yunjian told by Shenmai and the story about "master and friend" told by Feifei when he was in the temple of Tongxiu Village gradually overlapped, and the whole clue could be closed. Not too bad.

Jiang Ye was a little confused, since Feifei thought he was the master, what happened to the master, Feifei's master should be the master!What does it have to do with him at night?

He doesn't understand.

A simple mind is not all bad. For example, he is too lazy to think about such complicated problems, especially problems that cannot solve the immediate problem.

All my thoughts were on Master, and all I could think about was: In case that friend of Master came back, how should I call him?Calling Mistress?It seems... nothing wrong.

Since this person has been so good to Master before, he will never hurt Master. Maybe he can retire early after matching them up.

This plan seems to be quite good.

But when he thought about it, Jiang Ye felt sour in his stomach and his throat felt a little sluggish for some reason.

but……

Jiang Ye suddenly remembered the ending of the story Philip told earlier.

He widened his eyes: "Is that boy dead? Was he burned alive by the villagers?"

Shenmai looked at Jiangye with pity, as if in a lifetime, with tears in his eyes, and nodded sadly.

Jiang Ye: "So, after the master restored the memory of a thousand years ago, he was so sad because... because that person died and never came back, so..."

He didn't say any more, Shenmai's eyes had already given him the acquiescence.

The most important person in his life completely disappeared and passed away suddenly.

Master is sad for that person...

Jiang Ye was only a spectator, and he felt embarrassed after hearing it as a story, not to mention that the master had experienced it himself, and those heartaches returned with the memory, tormenting him...

Jiang Ye looked at Master's still restless face in a deep sleep.

Thinking about the sudden change in Master's temperament just now, suddenly embracing him as if wishing to dismantle him, thinking about the vicious and bloody kiss...

The tip of his tongue lightly brushed his lips that had just been bitten by Yun Jian, his eyes gradually dimmed, he hung his head, and took a deep breath.

I thought: Forget it, the master just used him as a substitute in the confusion... If this can make the master feel comforted, that's fine.

After the master wakes up, he will definitely not treat him like that again. After all, in the chaos of consciousness, he regards what he did to him as a soul comfort.

He suddenly smiled very contradictoryly.

But it's worse than crying.

But I didn't realize it at all.

That's great, Master didn't really have a deep affection for him!

If the master's heart belongs to him, then he is...absolutely safe, and in the future he can...be a good teacher and student who are compassionate and filial...

The author says:

Today is the fine night of Jiang Xiaoye;

Surface: Great!I am so happy!

Heart: woo woo woo...

what are you doing?

Jiang Ye: I'm laughing, I'm laughing so happily hahaha.

——The dead white moonlight is the real white moonlight (Jiangye-style smile)