I, scum gong, never adore Master

Don't fuck with me!He wants his master now

Yun Jian was taken to see Goddess Shuyu, she didn't go around and said directly: "Shenyan has already written to me what the celestial being asked for, but the bodhi celestial grass is really rare, and today's aura is greatly reduced. Only one plant has been born in the past thousand years, and it is considered the treasure of my Luhui Island."

Yun Jian put down the teacup, nodded and said, "What is the condition of the goddess?"

Goddess Shuyu smiled and said: "As soon as the immortal enters the island, he should find that a wedding is being prepared on the island."

Seeing that Yun Jian was unmoved, she was not amazed by her beauty from the beginning to the end, and she was not angry, she just said: "My ancestors on Wuhui Island used to be protoss, but the blood of the descendants born these years is no longer pure. The people on the island have no chance to go back for nine days, and the aura of Kuhui Island is getting weaker and weaker, and it is not suitable for the descendants of the descendants of the gods to survive."

"You want to take your people back to the Protoss?"

Although people in the world know that the people of Jihui Island are the descendants of the gods, but after going through the ancient times, the deeds of those gods now seem to be nothing more than legends.

Thousands of years have passed, and no one knows whether the Protoss is still there, but Yu Huidao still wants to return to the Protoss. If others hear it, they may think it is absurd.

But Yun Jian didn't think so, he knew very well that it was not impossible for Kuhui Island to return to Nine Heavens, it just lacked a suitable opportunity.

Either the Protoss took the initiative to welcome them, or they had reached the Mahayana stage and took the opportunity to ascend to the ladder.

The former is unlikely. Obviously, the protoss either forgot about the mermen on the Huihui Island, or they didn't plan to take them back.

And the difficulty of the latter is not too small, because the spiritual energy in the world is getting weaker and weaker. Although it is not difficult for people in the world of immortals to cultivate with the help of divine veins, no one has been able to ascend to godhood for thousands of years.

Goddess Shuyu thought of a way, and she said: "I'm afraid this is the only chance. It is wishful thinking for human beings to rely on cultivation to ascend, but the descendants of the gods on Wuhui Island are different. We already have the blood of the gods flowing in our bodies, but more and more. thinner.

For thousands of years, the way to choose the island owner is also based on the purity of the blood. Unfortunately, the blood of the descendants left after marriage is becoming more and more impure. "

She stared straight at Yun Jian, although Yun Jian was so handsome that it was enough to make men and women fall for him.

But Shuyu's purpose is very clear, she has never been a woman obsessed with love, nor is she an ordinary person who is obsessed with beauty.

Ever since she became the owner of Yuhui Island, she has prepared to dedicate everything to herself.

So, she said: "The Immortal is originally a god, and your divine blood is purer than anyone else's. I, Luhui Island, would like to donate the bodhi celestial grass in exchange for the blood of the descendants of the Immortal."

The purpose was clear and direct, Yun Jian had expected it, and was not surprised.

Shu Yu's tone was completely negotiating, and he respected him very much, without the slightest obsession or entanglement.

"A marriage certificate is to give the future child an identity. Even if I borrow the seed of the fairy, the fairy doesn't have to worry that I will trap the fairy with it. After the child is born, the fairy can go and stay as he pleases, you I won't take too much care of your little disciple."

Yun Jian didn't say yes or no, he stroked the edge of the teacup with his fingertips, and was silent for a while.

"You expect a pure-blooded child to bring the entire Wuhui Island back to the Protoss?"

"This is what every goddess has wanted to accomplish and should accomplish for thousands of years. I have no choice."

"Uh..." Yun Jian felt that this idea was absurd. It was a bit pathetic for a pure-blooded child to impress the Protoss and beg for mercy from others, but this was the choice of others after all, and he was beyond reproach.

Goddess Shuyu may not be aware of Yun Jian's vague memory of thousands of years ago, she inadvertently revealed a secret to him-Yun Jian was once a god, never a mortal monk.

Shuyu said: "Although the bodhi celestial grass is rare, I think it's worth it as an exchange for this matter."

"Has only one bodhi grass has been bred in the millennium? Goddess, does the goddess know that there is also a bodhi grass in Tongxiu Village in Daze?"

It's just that Jiang Ye's ignorant child treated him as a wound medicine for the pierced wound in his waist and abdomen. At that time, even if Yun Jian died, he would not die. He just left the range of Shenyin Peak, and his cultivation was severely suppressed , there is no way to heal on its own, and it will naturally heal when you return to Shenyin Peak.

But it was useless to regret it. He had also thought about why the bodhi celestial grass that belonged exclusively to Jihui Island would appear in the home of an ordinary person in Tongxiu Village, and he didn't know why the mortal was willing to give such a treasure.

The goddess hesitated for a while, as if she was thinking about what to say and what not to say.

But in the end, the top of the Huihui Island is shrouded by a unique spiritual aura, and the secrets are undetectable. To show sincerity, it's okay to say more.

She nodded and said: "It is true that a bodhi celestial herb wandered in Daze a thousand years ago. I can't say who took the celestial grass, but... since the celestial venerable came to my Luhui Island to ask for the celestial grass, it must have been that thousand years ago. The jelly grass is gone."

"Indeed." Yun Jian finished drinking the tea in the teacup, put down the cup, and asked her again: "It is rumored that the Tianji Liuli Mirror on Wuhui Island is very mysterious, I wonder if I have a chance to observe it once?"

"Tianji Liulijing." Shuyu showed a troubled expression, "I was borrowed from the Huihui Island thousands of years ago and never returned it. Does the Immortal not know?"

No wonder, the glazed mirror shattered a long time ago, and even the fragments fell into the snake's belly, but Lu Huidao knew nothing about it and would not recover it.

Who is this person who borrowed the spiritual mirror?

Yun Jian looked normal, shook his head, and asked again: "Since it's a loan, it should be borrowed and repaid, won't Gu Huidao go after it?"

"If you don't come back, if he doesn't return it, what can we do?"

Shuyu showed bitterness, sighed, and suddenly seemed to feel that he had said too much, Xiuli frowned, and did not intend to continue answering Yunjian's question.

She withdrew her expression just now, raised a smile and said: "Since the celestial venerable came to ask for the bodhi celestial grass, you should consider my proposal. This matter is not a disadvantage to the celestial venerable, but it is just a marriage contract." , a marriage letter, that’s all.”

Neither Goddess Shuyu, who is a descendant of a god, nor Goddess Shenyin Peak, who is a god, think that a marriage contract in the world is a bargaining chip that can fetter each other, and there is no need to blend souls. Just need it.

They take such things lightly.

Yun Jian didn't agree, nor did he deny it.

He was silent for a while, then asked Shuyu, "Where is the bodhi celestial grass? When can you give it to me?"

The goddess thought that he had agreed to the deal, suppressing her excitement and said as reservedly as possible: "The fairy grass is precious, and naturally it is in the safest place in our clan. Don't worry, the fairy, when the marriage is over, the marriage certificate will leave your and my names. On the second day of the festivities, Shuyu will present the celestial grass with his own hands."

……

The last ray of golden light of the setting sun also sank into the vast coast, and the night came suddenly.

Jiang Ye happily went to help, but returned with a sad face.

Now when he saw the festive red silk all over the island, and the marriage letter paper full of blessings, he felt sour in his heart.

When he walked back to his residence dejectedly, he realized that he was holding a red letterhead that had not yet been hung on the marriage tree in his hand.

The neat small characters are full of sarcasm, and each character is formed after he, a former illiterate, practiced for a long time under the guidance of his master.

It can be said to be a handsome character, but it is used in this place.

Holding the red paper, Jiang Ye unknowingly crumpled the paper, distorted the handwriting, and turned the handsome words into ferocious beasts, taunting him with teeth and claws.

He felt like a clown, and he happily arranged the wedding scene for the person he liked and others.

Those fairies who didn't know were very polite to him, and even praised their good master-student relationship, as disciples who knew how to repay their kindness, and expressed their respect with their own hands, they were really good and filial disciples.

Their smiles turned into naked mockery in Jiang Ye's eyes.

Shenyan, who knew well, wanted to chase him several times to comfort him, but he didn't know what to comfort him.

Could it be: Don't be too sad, it is certain that the immortal will marry the island owner, and it is useless for you to be sad.

Or say: The relationship between master and apprentice is not serious after all, you might as well take this opportunity to stop thinking about it, life is still long, and there are countless possibilities in the future.

Or to say: It is impossible for a person like Xianzun to have only one person around him forever. He likes you, but that doesn't prevent him from liking others.

Why is it getting more and more vicious?

Saying this, wouldn't it break Jiang Ye's heart?

Shenyan thought for a while, then swallowed the words again, watching Jiang Ye from afar and going back to the residence alone.

He stood guard outside, carrying a plate of crabapple cakes unique to the island, and wanted to send it over, but he hesitated outside and dared not venture in, for fear that Ye Ye would ask a question that he couldn't answer.

"What are you doing here?"

Shenyan, who was distracted, was startled, and suddenly turned around to see Yun Jian with white clothes and silver hair walking quietly, staring at the tray in his hand.

Shenyan was a little nervous. The island owner should have told Xianzun about this, but Xianzun didn't know that Jiang Ye had already known.

Did he come to Jiang Ye to be open and honest?

But why should he worry about the matter between master and apprentice?

Shen Yan pursed her lips, said nothing, and only said: "I'm here to deliver snacks to the little fairy, since... since the fairy is here, let's take them with me, I... I have something to do, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly handed the tray to Yun Jian, and disappeared in a flash.

Yun Jian squinted at the direction in which Shenyan left, thoughtfully. Shenyan is the only male mermaid on the island, and his identity may still be concealed.

However, this has nothing to do with Yun Jian, as long as this Shenyan doesn't have Jiang Ye's idea.

The fairies of Kuhui Island are ingenious, and the crabapple crisps they make are sweet and sweet, and they look good.

Jiang Ye loves sweets, so he should.

Yun Jian stepped across the covered bridge, and before he knocked on the door of Jiang Ye's room, he saw that the candle lamp that was still burning just now was blown out in an instant. Avoid him.

I thought that the little apprentice who was talking about waiting for him to come back two hours ago should rush out and throw himself into his arms as soon as he heard his footsteps, but at this moment...

Combined with Shenyan's strange appearance just now, Yun Jian made a guess, frowned slightly, and knocked on the door.

A voice of rejection suddenly came from inside: "Master, I am asleep, I... I will look for you tomorrow, I... I am sleepy."

"Uh..." There seemed to be a strong nasal sound in his voice, which made Yun Jian a little uneasy.

He said, "Did you really sleep?"

"Um……"

The voice was still muffled, and Yun Jian could imagine that the little apprentice was covering his whole head in the quilt at this moment, leaving no gaps.

That's it...don't want to see him?

What kind of messy conjectures are filled in this little head?

"Master, you...you should go back and rest quickly, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

The rejection was obvious.

Although Yun Jian is his master, as an elder, he still needs to respect him. Although the emotion of love ignites a strong desire to possess and deprive him, he is still cautious, trying to restrain his sick instincts so as not to be intimidated. with his little apprentice.

Therefore, his throat was throbbing, and he swallowed his longing, and only said plainly: "Then you have a good rest."

He turned and left.

The night was quiet, the sound of Yun Jian's leaving footsteps was very clear, gradually disappeared into the distance, and could not be heard anymore, covering Ye Ye with a quilt covering his head, stuffy inside, it was difficult to breathe.

He didn't dare to see his master, he was afraid that he couldn't help but question him.

Even if the master admits that he likes him, he is still uneasy. Thinking about it now, that confession is like looking at flowers through the fog, beautiful but unreal, like a dream.

In fact, as long as he has the courage to ask his master, ask him: "Are you going to marry Goddess Shuyu, are you going to stay on this island to be your son-in-law, and are you not planning to go back to Shenyin Peak? Do you not plan to want me anymore? Do you... feel that the things between me and me can be regarded as the past and gradually forgotten? Or...you want to marry the goddess and you want me at the same time?"

How will Master answer him?

He didn't dare to think, maybe it was the answer he expected, and he was afraid of getting an answer that would make him sad.

Therefore, he doesn't want to see his master now, for fear that those thin lips will say something that will make his heart ache.

These messy thoughts became more outrageous the more he thought about them, and he imagined his master as a scum.

But Jiang Ye knew that Master was not that kind of person at all.

He remembered what Shenyan had said again, that Master had made a deal with Kui Huidao, and wanted to get some bodhi celestial grass.

Jiang Ye covered his head, panting dully, he suddenly lifted the quilt and took a deep breath, and his mind was a little clearer due to the infusion of air.

He is a man, but not a woman, how could he be so pretentious and cranky?It looks like a boudoir resentful woman...

hiss……

It's too embarrassing, this can't be done, this can't be done!

Jiang Ye shook his head, his soft hair straightened, and carefully analyzed the purpose of this trip.

Master wanted to get the Immortal Bodhi Grass, and combined with this weird marriage, he suddenly realized that the deal Shenyan said was obviously for the Master to marry the Goddess in exchange for the Immortal Bodhi Herb.

But, what is the purpose of getting married?

Could it be that just like the daughter King fell in love with Tang Seng, Goddess Shuyu fell in love with Master at first sight?

That's not right. Goddess Shuyu arranged for people to decorate the entire island before she met Master. She had planned to do this a long time ago, not out of lust.

Jiang Ye really couldn't figure it out, he said he wanted to sleep, but he didn't fall asleep until midnight.

Looking out from the window lattice, there are still sparks on the coast, those are the rays of light blooming from a large number of shark beads hanging from the treetops, the faint soft light is very gentle, illuminating a piece of bright red silk and red lacquer carvings, but it makes Jiang Ye feel double Eye stinging.

He pinched the window frame, his joints turned jade-colored, and his eyes turned red before he knew it.

Before his head could react, he had already stepped out of the door and came out of the master's room, but he didn't knock on the door, but sneaked in through the window.

Going straight to the bed behind the scallop screen, looking at his master's sleeping face with his eyes lightly closed, he was lost in thought.

The master sleeps very well, and when he relaxes and falls asleep, his eyebrows and eyes are very soft. Although Jiang Ye thinks that his master is usually gentle, the occasional cold temperament and sharp eyebrows and eyes are somewhat aggressive. At this moment But it's different, it's a completely relaxed state, like the tenderness that was originally revealed in the bones.

Jiang Ye stood beside the bed curtain, admiring the beauty of his master greedily and unabashedly, and even slowed down his breathing a lot, for fear that his voice would wake up his master, and his prying eyes would have nowhere to hide shape.

Coincidentally, at this moment, his master lifted the corner of the quilt without warning, and moved into the bed. Before opening his eyes, he said, "Lie down by yourself."

daydream?

Jiang Ye held his breath, stunned in place.

He just realized that the master was not talking in his sleep and was about to flee in embarrassment, but his master grabbed his wrist, causing him to fall on the bed and be pulled into his arms.

The quilt was lifted, covering his head overwhelmingly, and the whole person was caged into a dark and narrow world.

The space is too small, the air is not circulating, and each other's breaths are entangled together. The faint fragrance of Lingmei on the master's body wafts into his nostrils, which completely panics him. up.

He felt that his master suddenly came close and pecked at the corner of his lips.

"Still thinking about it?"

"Uh..." He didn't talk, because his mind was down, and because he had too much to say, he didn't know where to start.

His master put his arms around his waist and pinched him, forced a moan from his throat, and pinched his hot cheek in satisfaction.

The master's slightly hoarse and soft voice was close to his ear: "Isn't it uncomfortable after holding it in for so long? Just ask if you have any questions."

"Uh..." So Master knows everything?Knowing what he knows, just waiting for him to invite himself into the urn?

Jiang Ye wanted to hold it back, but he couldn't hold it back, his throat was congested and he said, "Master..."

"Well, I'm here."

With a lazy voice, he buried his head in his neck, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Jiang Ye closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and forced out the words: "You, do you really want to marry Goddess Shuyu?"

"Huh? Marry?"

"No, it's a marriage..."

"Uh……"

"Marry! Marry! I...I made a mistake just now."

His master let out a soft snort, and the sprayed warm and humid air flowed around Jiang Ye's neck, which made him choke his throat and dare not vent his breath loudly.

Yun Jian: "Are you worried about this? Worrying about me marrying a wife? Marrying someone else?"

Jiang Ye said anxiously: "No! I just don't want Master to betray me and marry someone I don't like!"

"What if you like it?"

"Ah!!" Jiang Ye's whole body was stiff, and the alarm bell sounded immediately, and he raised his arms hastily. Under the cover of the black quilt, he couldn't see his master's face clearly, but he still opened his eyes wide and looked at him in horror. Look at his master.

"You...you really like her? Want to marry her?"

Jiang Ye knows how beautiful Goddess Shuyu is, and I am afraid that all the women in the world can't compare to her hair. She has such a celestial posture, and it is really beautiful to stand side by side with the equally handsome master. , very harmonious, I am afraid that people all over the world will congratulate her for being a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven.

Jiang Ye panicked, really panicked, his voice trembled violently when he said that.

If it was more than a year ago, he would rather have Master marry a beautiful woman. Once the name is found, those scumbags who covet Master will die. This is the best for Master!

But now...

Jiang Ye's eye sockets suddenly became hot, under the cover of brocade quilt, the environment was dark, he couldn't see how red his eyes were and how aggrieved his expression was.

But his master, who has excellent eyesight, has a panoramic view of his reaction with a pair of eyes that can break through falsehood.

Feeling sorry for the little apprentice's grievances, but shamefully enjoying this nervous feeling for him.

In the end, Yun Jian had a kind of sickness in his heart, he looked at the aggrieved expression of the little apprentice who was close at hand, and resisted the urge to comfort him.

Instead, he said, "Can't your master marry a wife?"

This was said very softly, accompanied by Master's lazy and slow voice, it was indescribably comfortable, it didn't seem to be coerced or forced.

Jiang Ye only felt sour in his stomach, rushing to his heart, his voice was broken into pieces, and he choked: "How... how can... this?"

The heart looks like a dense needle pierced into it, and the wound cannot be seen, but it hurts badly.

No matter how obedient and submissive the person is, no matter how Buddhist-like they are, they will never be able to shut down the ferocious beast that dwells in their hearts once they are cornered.

Jiang Ye felt that the evil beast named "anger and grievance" in his heart had broken the chains, struggled to tear apart the flesh and blood of his heart, and roared out.

He was breathing heavily, his blood was rushing up, and he was dizzy.

Under the dim brocade quilt, he grabbed his master's skirt, swooped down suddenly, held his master's lips boldly and ferociously, and kissed his master's lips like a wounded and irritated little beast with red eyes.

Tearing and gnawing, it hit his master's throat.

He was obviously so fierce and rough, but he dripped teardrops on his master's face, and there was a small moan in his throat.

He said fiercely: "Mine! It's mine!"

He almost forgot who he was, what relationship the person in front of him had with him, and he also forgot that he had sworn never to touch his master.

Fuck it, don't touch it, fuck it, don't covet it, it's all fake!It is true that the person he likes and wants to possess is right in front of him!

He just wants his master, and he wants it now!

Fumbling with his hands and feet in the brocade quilt, his instinctive trembling was completely covered up by his burst of courage and grievance.

He let out a rough breath, bared his teeth fiercely and said: "I want you now, Master, I don't want to respect Master, I don't want to respect you, I just want to love you!"

The author says:

Jiang Ye: I don't want to respect you, I just want to love you!

Mouhe: If you don’t enter, your master will enter.

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