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Hard work at school?

For Qin Mo, this does not exist at all.

Because, from birth to death and then becoming a ghost, his greatest wish is to live the life of an ordinary person.

Having friends, being rich, being admitted to university, everything is ready now, Qin Mo can't wait to hug Qin Muye and call him Dad.

Where is Qin Muye's brother? He is clearly his own father who fell from the sky!

"No, it's not hard, brother, I will study hard, try to get a scholarship to make you look good, and guarantee to perfectly complete the tasks you assigned!"

Qin Mo ran towards the university life he had always dreamed of, while Qin Muye bought two new houses according to the original plan. One was convenient for Qin Mo to live outside the campus to check the news of Wang Pei and others, and the other was in the suburbs, which was quieter and suitable for him. Live with Longyuan.

After completing all the formalities, July [-]th came again.

When the gate of ghosts opens on the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the boundary between the ghost world and the present world is blurred. When Zishi arrives, the gate of ghosts opens, which is a good time for powerful ghosts to break free from the shackles of death—some evil spirits will possess Living people hope to stay in the human world, and more will wantonly hunt and kill their own kind, absorbing spirit bodies to strengthen themselves.

The strength of the ghost king is far higher than that of spirit messengers and soul bodies. When the gate of ghosts opens, it is undoubtedly a gluttonous feast for them to hunt and kill other soul bodies. But for Long Yuan, this day is the most difficult calamity for him.

The cycle of death begins again.

Every July [-]th of the previous lunar calendar, Longyuan would let Qin Muye leave early. Although there was an imperial formula, Longyuan could regain a little sanity after entering the cycle of death, but only a little.

When he is completely lost in the cycle of death and fighting with evil spirits, he will gradually fall into madness. The imperial formula may not work, and it may cause damage out of control. Qin Muye will make arrangements in advance and leave for a night.

It has been like this every year for three years, but during the four years when Yu Jue was supposed to be released, Qin Muye stayed in the old house again.

Sunlight fell on the side of the bed through the window, Long Yuan lay on his back in the brocade quilt, his lips were clenched, and he bent his neck restrainedly and painfully.

The flawless white jade-like chest was raised high, the Adam's apple rolled violently, and the rough fingertips rubbed slightly on his heart, leaving a deep and shallow red mark.

"Hurry up... a little..." Long Yuan squeezed out three words from between his teeth. When he finished speaking, he felt even more painful. Cold sweat rolled down his jaw and landed on Qin Muye's wrist.

"it is good."

Qin Muye's expression was stern, his eyes lingered at the jade-white under his fingers, his blood-stained fingertips moved slowly, slowly completing the imperial formula that he hadn't finished writing a few years ago.

It's just two words, but it takes a lot of mental effort and mobilizes all the spiritual power to finish writing.One stroke at a time, the word "Mu" written in blood was superimposed on the word "Dragon" on Longyuan's heart, entangled in gold and blood.

With a flash of light, Long Yuan's complexion changed drastically.

To use the imperial formula to cover and bind the name of the ghost and make the master's spell take effect, the consciousness of the two must be completely entangled. Longyuan's consciousness has long been opened to Qin Muye. Four years ago, Qin Muye wrote " When writing the character "Qin", he saw Long Yuan's most unforgettable memory. Now that the character "Mu" was written, Long Yuan wanted to fully accept Qin Muye's soul power into his soul body.

Vitality pours into the spirit body with an aura like Yuan Yue's, and the aura that belongs exclusively to the master flows and merges in every part of the soul body. Long Yuan originally thought that his soul body was stronger than Qin Muye's, but until this moment, he did not I know I guessed wrong.

Qin Muye's soul is far stronger than the ghost king who has stayed in the world for thousands of years. After the incantation was written, Long Yuan suddenly felt that he had become a swimming fish, wrapped by huge waves and submerged into a deep and boundless sea of ​​stars.

He tried his best to transform into a human form, but soon a pair of hands appeared in the sea of ​​stars, holding Longyuan in his palm.

He was trapped in Qin Muye's palm, the other's fingertips brushed against his forehead and chest, every inch of his spiritual body was impacted by the other's power, the power of the soul was rearranged, and merged with the master's power One.

"Qin... Muye..."

Long Yuan couldn't help but let out a groan.

The slender fingers gripped the bed sheet tightly, the bony joints protruded under the pale translucent skin, and the tiny light blue blood vessels were hidden under the skin, the slender fingertips trembled, almost piercing the cloth being held.

Long Yuan couldn't bear the impact of the intertwined consciousness, his white clothes turned into red clothes, his long hair was soaked in sweat, and stuck to his chest where he had just written the incantation.

He bounced, whimpered, and bit Qin Muye's arm impatiently.

"The incantation has not been finished yet, there is only one last word left, just hold on." Qin Muye saw that Long Yuan's red eyes were stained with a thin layer of water mist, and those cold eyes seemed helpless Poor, he didn't expect that writing the spell would make Longyuan feel so uncomfortable, so he slowed down.

Master and Oniyu share the vitality, Long Yuan has turned into a young man, tall and strong, with clear muscles under the open bloody clothes, he looks down at the deformed "Dragon" and "Mu" characters wrapped around his chest, His name and Qin Muye's name are like two intertwined trees and two flowers blooming side by side, so pleasant.

Long Yuan let out a low laugh, held Qin Muye's blood-stained fingertips, rolled his tongue, and swept away the blood beads, he sucked Qin Muye's fingers, his voice was hoarse: "Master, do you want to continue?"

The round and innocent pupils when he was a teenager elongated slightly, and became heroic and charming fox eyes. When the word "Master" was uttered by him in a lingering and playful tone, it turned into strands of spider webs.

It fell on Qin Muye's heart with a coldness like new snow, tightly entwining his heart.

Qin Muye withdrew his hand: "Don't make trouble, the incantation is not finished yet."

Seeing his stern expression, Long Yuan raised his hands to support his head, and the red sleeves fell to his elbows, piled up into a patch of red in different shades, which made the ghost's cold and gloomy cheeks gilded indistinctly red.

Pale and delicate, the slightly raised muscle lines on the arms dilute the thinness of the ghost, making the young man in front of him reveal a vitality that does not match his identity.

He twirled Qin Muye's fingers contemptuously: "Wood who doesn't understand the style, I am serious about seducing you, why don't you cooperate, Master."

When Long Yuan was born, he could start a family and start a business in the [-]th or [-]th year. If he hadn't died, at Qin Muye's age, he would probably be surrounded by wives, concubines and children. However, the young and impulsive master in front of him was as abstinent as a monk. .

Or a monk carved out of wood.

Under Long Yuan's playful gaze, Qin Muye remained unmoved, and rubbed the word "Yuan" on Long Yuan's side waist with his fingertips.

He will use his heart and soul to write the last word there, as long as the spell is completed, Longyuan's spirit body will be connected with him forever and become his exclusive ghost.

"Long Yuan, are you afraid?"

Qin Muye looked at the ghost king in front of him. He could have been at ease forever, but after today, he will be bound to himself forever, and his eternal life will be terminated.

"afraid?"

Long Yuan smiled, he raised his hand and grabbed the young master's collar, pulled him in front of him, raised his head, and bit Qin Muye's lips viciously.

After a while, Long Yuan took Qin Muye's hand and landed in a place.

"Do you know that when you recklessly breached my privacy, I was thinking of you. I couldn't help it when I saw your face, Qin Muye, look, you need me, and I need you too. "

How could he be afraid?

He has lived long enough. As a spirit envoy, he eliminated countless evil spirits during his lifetime, and guarded the entrance of the ghost world for hundreds of years after his death, intercepting all evil spirits in the ghost world. Ghost, he should live for himself once.

Long Yuan bent his knees, revealing all his weaknesses in front of Qin Muye, he led the master's finger all the way down, and told the spirit envoy in front of him with practical actions, what exactly he wanted.

"Qin Muye, you are my world."

The red skirt was opened, and the powerful and handsome young man in front of him was like a flower blooming for him. Qin Muye moved his fingers, and finally moved, lowered his head and kissed Long Yuan's side neck.

Everything came to fruition, when the yin qi was at its peak in the middle of the moon, tears welled up in the corners of Longyuan's eyes. At this time, not only was his body not eroded by the yin qi, but even the red clothes on his body slowly faded away.

In ancient times, ghosts and demons would lure men to do ridiculous things in order to plunder life. At this time, Long Yuan had the illusion that he had become one of those demons who had planned everything to make men angry.

He really wanted to do this day and night, until the master gave him all the vitality and enthusiasm.

Qin Muye wrote down the last word slowly.

The spell took effect, and the souls of the two were completely entangled together.

Long Yuan's eyes were blinded, he clenched his teeth, his vocal cords trembled, and he let out a crushing neigh.

The word "wild" flickered, and a large pattern appeared on Longyuan's waist and abdomen, like a large piece of flowing red thorns, winding all the way to the bottom of the groin, forming a gorgeous and special mark, the light flashed, and the pattern disappeared.

At this moment, the moon was rising overhead, but Long Yuan was not dragged into the cycle of death.

He is relieved.

Long Yuan looked out of the window, the moon was hanging on the top of the tree, emitting a cold light, he raised his hand to touch the shadow of the moon from afar.

"I have completely forgotten that the moon on July [-]th is not red."

In the eyes of ghosts trapped in the cycle of death, the moon on the night of their death will turn an ominous red.

But now, all the rustling sounds inside and outside the ancient house have disappeared, even the lotus flowers in the lotus pond are quiet and serene, and even the light from the silver-white jade plate is full of tenderness.

Long Yuan looked at his hands, the lifeless pallor faded away, and his knuckles were slightly pink.

Qin Muye held Long Yuan's hand: "Did it work?"

Fingers intertwined, Long Yuan smiled and embraced his lover beside him: "Well, it worked, you and I will be one in the future, and we will never be separated again."

The name is the strongest curse, Longyuan's name is the curse that binds him in the cycle of death, and Qin Muye's name is the redemption that brings him to the present world and escapes the cycle of death.

He really came back to the world.

Outside the ancient house, a figure in black stood behind a tree and looked at the quiet courtyard. The figure moved his fingers, but there were bursts of cattle screaming in the courtyard. The figure's complexion changed drastically, and he disappeared in place.

The author says:

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