Floating like a dream · Chasing the heart

Three days later, it was still the teahouse.The handsome young man in purple was lazily leaning against the window, tapping on the gray window lattice with his fingers.

After drinking ten cups of cheap tea that cost three cups of refills for a penny, my stomach swelled from drinking it.Finally, a short, green figure appeared on the street, and it flew to the base of the wall under the window in a flash.

"Found it?" Zhanying sat up straight all of a sudden.

Little Frog nodded happily, thinking that he could finally squat in the corner quietly in the future, without worrying about someone patting his head again, he felt unspeakably excited, and with a red face, he put his hips on his hips and said, "It's at the house in the east of the city." Pleasure Inn!"

"Who owns it?"

"Eh...a man with a white face, a pointed chin, and star-like eyes..."

A gust of purple wind blew by, and the person inside the window was gone.

"Hey, I haven't finished yet!" The little frog jumped anxiously.

"...that man is dangerous!"

Dressed in a cyan Taoist robe and full of stellar energy, isn't it a deadly natural enemy for all spirits and monsters.What the little frog spirit didn't finish was that the stone was in that inn, in the hands of a passing merchant, and the Taoist priest, who was very powerful at first glance and not easy to mess with, lived next door to the merchant.

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It's a pity that the impatient Zhanying didn't hear the important point behind, and when the green crystal was in the hands of the pretty boy who had heard the description, he rushed into the Yuelai Inn single-handedly, waved his big hand, and a golden golden The ingot hit the shopkeeper on the forehead, and he asked where the little boy was staying.

From the south of the city to the north of the city, and half a circle around the city, Zhanying was in a hurry and forgot the BMW tied to the door of the teahouse. When he ran to the inn on two legs, it took nearly an hour.

It was almost dark.

There were no people in the humble inn, and there were not many people on the way upstairs.The shopkeeper was knocked unconscious by the huge gold ingot, and was lying behind the counter.Zhan Ying was free, confidently touched the door of the wing room, and listened carefully.

There was no movement in the room.On the other hand, the room next door was shaking, gasping for breath, and one didn't need to look to know what was going on inside.

The stone is naturally to be taken, and the Spring Palace is also not to be missed.

After listening for a while, Zhan Ying was finally moved by the panting sound one after another, and moved lightly to the door next door, poking a hole in the door with his fingers stained with saliva.

The red curtains were swaying, the bed was rolled, and in the dim candlelight, a pair of dark and thick thighs were kneeling on the bed, shaking their round buttocks fiercely. You couldn't see the swift and fierce man's face from above, but you could clearly see the panting below. Face.

The slender snow-white legs are tightly wrapped around the dark and strong waist, the slender and flat chest undulates violently, and a face with red lips and white teeth is exposed when the waist is bowed.This face is actually somewhat familiar, isn't it the young lady Liu Ye from Wangchun Tower!

Good guy, I've done all my private work here.I don't know how many taels of silver the man on his body added, but it was enough for him to go back and buy a bottle of high-quality wound medicine to smooth the wounded and bleeding chrysanthemum.

Mr. Ying, who only loves big breasts, is really hard to understand. Are all the women in the world dead?How come there is still someone who likes to be that shit-stirring stick, a back door?

Shaking off goosebumps, he quietly moved back, and poked the door again with the old trick.

This time it was a miscalculation, the room was not lit, and it was pitch black, not to mention stones, even people's shadows could not be seen in which direction.

Just as he was thinking about breaking in the door while the person inside was sleeping soundly, someone suddenly patted his shoulder from behind.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm not looking at you anyway!" Zhanying waved his hands on his shoulders without looking back, but did not forget to lower his voice.

"I'm right here, young master, of course I don't think I'm here." The person behind him added another sentence ignorantly.

Zhan Ying tensed his back and turned around abruptly.

So, into a pair of eyes.

As the little frog spirit said, it is like a star.

The sky and the earth are pale, only seeing those bright eyes, clear and clear, looking in, it seems to lose the mind, if the spring water has washed the moss and stone slabs, and the dust has faded away, what is flowing is the uncontrollable heartbeat in the chest, or the breath An inaudible breath.

The Taoist robe in Tsing Yi was windless, and his long black hair swept up.The hands on the shoulders were slowly raised, and the cloud pattern pattern on the light blue piping sleeve robe shook so much that Zhan Ying couldn't help but took a step back, and his buttocks hit the door with a bang.

"You, you..." Zhan Ying came back to his senses, his fingers trembling in front of him as if struck by lightning.

"Monster Qi?" The Taoist stared suddenly, and his eyes shot straight at Zhan Ying who was stunned like a chicken.

"You are the demon!"

Unfavorable start, being caught by someone, Zhanying was annoyed that he didn't bring more dexterous ones to go through the window to steal goods. He saw another little Taoist priest in the same blue Taoist robe walk in from the downstairs door, obviously he was in front of him. The Taoist priest's companions were numerous and powerful, and it was obvious that it would be inappropriate to grab them. Zhan Ying spit out angrily, pushed the Taoist priest away, and was about to run away.

The timing is not right, and I will come again in the dead of night.

"Stop!" The Taoist was relentless, grabbing Zhan Ying's shoulders, his star-like eyes examined Zhan Ying from head to toe, "Young Master has a strong demonic aura, no, there is also a ghostly aura... Strange, how can you still be alive..."

Pooh!

I see ghosts every day, bump into monsters while walking, can I be clean!But how can a mere stinking Taoist priest have dragon aura?

Zhan Ying thought about the possibility of the emperor's blood left outside, and shook his head secretly.Those bright big eyes, at a glance, are not the kind of today.

The Tian family has always produced beautiful men, all with single eyelids.For example, the third prince Xuansu, even though the third prince's mother and concubine were born with a pair of watery eyes, she couldn't bear the strong gene of the emperor, and she gave birth to foxes like each other.

After coming out of the inn, the guards who had been looking for most of the night in the city finally came late, and Zhan Ying was so angry that he slapped the unlucky guy who was walking in front, "Have you all gone to eat shit? You only came now !"

If the stone was not stolen, it would be difficult to go back.Along the way, Zhanying's face never cleared up, almost the same color as the night sky above his head. After entering the mansion, he heard the concierge report that Master Qian had been waiting in the yard for two hours, and Zhanying's face immediately twitched. Intuition wants to run away.

But after walking around the door twice, he finally took a deep breath and strode back to the yard.

Ever since he was born, his cold and ruthless Lao Tzu found him a master to take care of him and teach him. His name was Qian Kun, and everyone called him Master Qian.Although Zhanying didn't have much memory before the age of three, he began to remember things after the age of three, and his face that looked like donkey dung all day long never stopped dangling in front of his eyes.

Although the management is not too lenient, there is really nothing else other than restricting the time to go out every day and threatening him with dismissing a beautiful woman from the house.But Mr. Zhan, who is born so beautiful, would go crazy if he had to face the same face every day and night.

"Where did you go, son, and you haven't returned until now?"

At this time, the donkey dung face that cannot be blown by the wind is sitting leisurely on the swaying recliner, the dark yellow candlelight and the lush leaves above the head cast mottled shadows on that face, it looks a little gloomy Yes, it's really driving people crazy.

"Master can pinch and count, can't he pinch by himself?" Zhan Ying didn't know how to respect his master, walked over with his mouth curled up, slapped his butt on the stone bench next to him, and picked up the warm water from the table. The tea was directly poured into the spout for two big gulps.

Qian Kun took it for granted, but the dullness on his face couldn't be removed.A pair of clean mung bean eyes scanned Zhanying from head to toe, and suddenly he shot like lightning, pulling a yellow talisman from Zhanying's sleeve.

Zhan Ying suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at the talisman folded into a triangle shape, and said in a low voice, "Where did this come from?"

"Who have you met before?" Qian Kun's eyes were serious.

Zhan Ying maintained a sluggish look with his mouth wide open, and looked at the talisman, "What is the use of this talisman?"

The strange thing is that Master Qian, who wants to get to the bottom of everything, just looked at him with an inexplicable expression for a while, and didn't ask any more questions. He just looked down at the talisman in his hand and said, "This is an exorcism talisman. It's a special road in Kunlun Mountains." symbol."

Although the words were plain, Zhanying always felt as if he had just captured the flashing expression on Master Qian's face that he tried to hide.

Zhanying suddenly remembered what the Taoist said.

"Young Master, if your body is filthy, you will be in great trouble."

The Taoist's voice is the same as that of a human being, clear and clear, very pleasing to the ear, but the words he utters make people's blood surge up, which is not so pleasing to the ear.

Thinking of those conscientious and bright eyes, Zhan Ying unconsciously reached for the yellow talisman.

But the talisman slipped through his fingers and fell into Qian Kun's sleeve pocket.

The momentary touch is warm, like the hand on the shoulder, making the skin hot through the clothes, but after touching it, it quickly withdraws, so fast that it doesn't even have time to grasp the feeling.

For some reason, the scene of spring peeping outside the inn door suddenly appeared in my mind.The snow-white thighs are tightly wrapped around the tight waist, the smooth and tight waist, the slightly arched back, the sweaty face, and the wet hair between the lips...

Crotch tightened, Zhanying lowered his head, staring dumbfounded at his sudden desire, trembling all over.

That Taoist is really evil!

"Come with me."

Qian Kun got up suddenly, picked up Zhanying who was still in a daze, and flew up the wall with his toes, before landing in front of a dilapidated thatched cottage.

Qian Kun let go of his hand, and pushed open the crumbling wooden door. The thatched cottage was pitch-black. Zhan Ying stared wide-eyed and didn't see what was going on. Why not come to the place to pee, Qian Kun stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

"Look, you can see what it is."

Zhan Ying blinked, and probed around the dark room, "What are you looking at? Could it be that there are ghosts here?"

Qian Kun sighed, and tapped his toes twice on the ground, signaling Zhanying to bow his head.

"Ah—vomit—"