Inheriting sky-high priced antique shops

In an instant, the sky was overcast, the street was blowing with wind, and the trees on both sides shook. My sister-in-law blocked the floating shawl and looked at the sky outside: "Oh, it's going to rain?"

Yang Pingan's fingertips got wet with water, and he opened his mouth to call Xue Wuling, but his voice seemed to be frozen in his throat.

Uncle Guo propped up his big writing brush, squinted his chin and looked at the dark clouds that suddenly floated over from the sky: "Huh, what a great skill."

Yang Ping'an was in the bathroom, the cold force climbed up along the fingertips through the water as the medium, and the cold and trembling feeling hit the heart along the arm, as if it was going to freeze his heart after freezing the flesh.

Am I dying here?

Yang Ping'an had a panicked voice echoing in his heart, which made his mind go blank at the moment of crisis, and he backed away with all his strength, trying to struggle to break free from this restraint.

As long as you find the story of the antique, you can live well, it shouldn't be like this...

At this time, the only hope in his heart, the name that came to his mind was Xue Wuling, at this time only Xue Wuling could come to save him.

At that moment, despair surged over the top like sea water, he could only count on a ghost in his life, and now even this ghost can't pay attention to his life and death.

Just when that cold force was about to spread from his arms to his body, another force suddenly appeared, pulling him forcefully, as if he was lifted out of the water for a moment, and he staggered back. Yang Pingan leaned his back against the wall and looked up. Head gasping for breath.

Xue Wuling's hands covered under his sleeves twitched, his expression tensed, and Zan Ling watched Xue Wuling, who had a dark face, disappear in front of him.

The bathroom door opened, Yang Ping'an leaned his back against the wall, his face was white, and he took a deep breath while pressing his heaving chest in pain.

The door suddenly opened, and the natural light outside shone warmly in. Xue Wuling just appeared at the door, his figure blocked most of the light, with a dark lapel robe, a serious face, and a strong look: "Are you okay?" .”

Yang Pingan moved up his hand on his chest, grabbed the yellow talisman on his neck, pinched it and tore it off, the red thread fell on his wrist, raised his hand and threw it, and the yellow talisman landed on the water stains on the sink.

Yang Pingan stretched out his hand towards Xue Wuling, his voice was weak and hoarse: "Come here, help me."

Seeing Yang Ping'an's movements, Xue Wuling's eyes flashed with surprise, then he lowered his eyes to hide his emotions, walked over to hold his hand, his skin was warm and soft.

Yang Ping'an's body was almost limp, letting Xue Wuling wrap his arms around his waist and hug him up.

Walking outside, Yang Ping'an leaned on Xue Wuling's chest. The strength he had just consumed hadn't returned to his body. Xue Wuling lowered his head, and saw the man in his arms drooping with lowered brows and whispered softly with pale lips: "Bask in the sun." ,I am cold."

"it is good."

After walking into the sun, Yang Ping'an felt better, the cold feeling dissipated little by little, after a while in the sun, Xue Wuling carried him back to the room to rest, put him gently on the bed, and didn't pull back his hand.

Yang Pingan was pillowing his arm, and the cold breath spread to the side of his face, but it should be colder, at least it is reliable.

Weary, he slightly opened his eyes and looked at Xue Wuling, who was lying on his side beside him, with his left hand raised close to his cheek, hesitating to touch him.

It was the first time for Xue Wuling to see Yang Pingan in such a fragile state, leaning against him in such a docile manner, which made him a little too flattered, and he was too late to be happy. Seeing Yang Pingan's uncomfortable appearance, on the contrary, he felt very strange in his heart, as if there was something Blocked in the heart, heavy and suffocating.

Xue Wuling's hand finally landed on Yang Ping'an's face, and his fingertips touched a lot of fresh warmth like before: "Ping'an, are you afraid of the cold?"

Yang Ping'an was so dazed that he was about to fall asleep, so he just snorted vaguely: "Hmm..."

"I'm also afraid of the cold." Xue Wuling looked at Yang Pingan's closed eyes, and lowered his head to kiss him on the forehead.

Why would I be so reluctant?

But he is a human being, and if he is alive, he will not belong to himself.

But if he died, he would also become cold, which didn't seem to be what he wanted.

Yang Ping'an couldn't sleep well either. He dreamed that he was sealed in a piece of ice, and a big black boa constrictor got in from under the ice for some reason, twisted its huge body and coiled up beside it. Body rubbing against his skin felt very strange.

Where did Xue Wuling go?

This boa constrictor dared to take advantage of itself like this, if Xue Wuling was around it would die.

The boa constrictor hovered above his head, raised his head and opened his scarlet mouth, and was about to swallow him as soon as he lowered his head. Yang Pingan woke up with a shock, and struggled subconsciously, only to find that he was imprisoned by a strong embrace.

It turned out to be Xue Wuling. Yang Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back again. Looking at the sky outside the window, it should not be long after noon.

It's time for lunch, Yang Pingan stretched out his hand and pushed Xue Wuling: "Let me go."

As soon as Yang Ping'an sat up, Xue Wuling stretched out his hand again, wrapped his arms around his waist, and put his chin on his chin, sealing him in place again.

Yang Ping'an's mood hasn't recovered yet, being so clingy to him, he doesn't think he's attractive at all, but instead feels irritable: "Xue Wuling, don't be annoying, can you?"

As soon as the words came out, Yang Pingan felt Xue Wuling's strength in hugging him increased. The dog gnawed up and kissed his neck and ears roughly, faintly wanting to push him down.

Yang Pingan forcefully pushed Xue Wuling's face away, and was furious: "Xue Wuling, do you want to die?! You know kissing each other in one day, let me go!" The sticky ghost pounced on it and smashed it down.

Jumping off the bed and pulling the crumpled T-shirt on his body, Xue Wuling looked back at Gu Qiuqiu, who was dissatisfied, and hated him very much: "Do you have any other ambitions?"

Xue Wuling was expressionless, looking at Yang Ping'an's appearance, knowing that he was rejected, he was silently disappointed.

But his loss will always be different from others, because he is a bad species, whether he is a person or a ghost, a little emotional fluctuation is like a sharp knife out of its sheath, and the edge of the knife will always point out at others of.

Yang Pingan regards Xue Wuling's virtue in his heart like a child who needs to drink milk every day, cherishes his trust and love for him, and is also annoyed by his yelling and yelling all day long.

Going out to have lunch, on this street, the most convenient, quick, delicious and cheap meal is Chambor’s Noodle Restaurant.

Going home after eating, Yang Pingan walked into the store, looked up and saw half of the wires hanging, and his veins jumped suddenly. Xue Wuling dared to lose his temper and use a ceiling fan to demonstrate?

Where did this guy hide?

Looking around, not only did he not see Xue Wuling, he didn't even see the hairpin spirit, and even the incense burner on the counter disappeared, which was a bit unusual.

After walking around the house, no one was there, and they all disappeared. Yang Pingan stood in the yard with his hips akimbo and shouted angrily.

Depend on!

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be a fan, and I was full of anger.

And what a sudden disappearance.

This disappearance did not happen in a short while, Yang Pingan waited to see when he would come back, and he still hadn't arrived at night, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Just go, why take away his family's incense burner? !

Yang Pingan felt that this guy was hopeless, and liking him was a lie. If he runs today and will run tomorrow, he is completely unreliable. He ate a popsicle to calm down, then fell asleep and started to do today's tasks.

Explore the past and present of Yinling.

Wait, Xue Wuling, I can complete the progress of the mission by myself. If it wasn't for that mysterious person who asked me to raise you, I wouldn't raise such an inexplicable thing like you.

Yang Ping angrily closed his eyes, squeezed the quilt and began to sleep.

can't sleep...

can't sleep...

Yang Ping'an got angry, and coldly reprimanded Yinling: "Can't you take the initiative to pull me in?"

The three little black fat guys kneeling on the bed were about to cry: "Let's try!" QAQ

Three little black fat men rushed forward and grabbed Yang Ping'an's hands and head: "Pull the duck!"

Yang Pingan suspected that the fat little black man who was pulling his neck was trying to strangle him, so he jumped up in a hurry, "Stop!"

Shake off the two little ones that are grabbing their arms: "Let go of me, go and stay aside, I will sleep by myself, at worst I won't read it! Anyway, Yinling is the story of Xuanba, and it has nothing to do with Li Daoxuan, what is Li Daoxuan doing?" Just look at his diary and you'll know."

What is the meaning of Xuanba's story?

He died young at a young age, all three of his brothers killed each other, and the Xuanwu Gate incident was so famous, no one knew their brotherhood was BE.

Lying down and slowly falling asleep, a picture scroll was unfolded, and it was blurry, with large patches of red like fresh blood, as if the blood covered the original appearance.

"This painting is so beautiful, what an air!" The young man was a little emotional, and smiled with satisfaction after seeing it, and there was a silver bell ringing from under the hem of his clothes when he walked around.

Three silver bells and one gold thread are inextricably connected to lead, and interlocked to hang.

Xuan Ba ​​is concerned about his three brothers.

He was born sick and weak, his qualifications were mediocre, and his intelligence was praised by some, but this kind of intelligence seemed to have nothing to do with his brothers.

this face.

Not Xue Wuling.

Brotherhood.

BE.

Yang Pingan said he understood, he only wanted to watch the part about Li Daoxuan.

Next, he jumped to the part of Li Daoxuan, which surprised Yang Pingan. He had seen what Li Daoxuan looked like when he grew up, and probably could imagine what a young celestial master would look like.

But after such a sudden look, I still feel that Tianshi is too beautiful and young, right?It's no wonder that pervert Liu Gu Shaomo never forgets him.

After Xuanba died, he turned into a ghost, always following his father, sometimes acting like a demon in the middle of the night, thumping and running, saying: Daddy, he is still there~

In order for Xuanba to stay in the world, Liugu Qianmo was attracted by his nostalgia for the world and the dead dragon energy in his body, and Liugu Qianmo and Xuanba were mixed together, so he could stay in Chang'an with his light Make waves.

Li Daoxuan was still very tolerant towards Xuan Ba, seeing that he was sincere and not like a reincarnation, and he couldn't keep such a ghost in the imperial city, so he proposed that he could be accepted as an apprentice.

Celestial masters are really not particular about accepting apprentices, and they accept them when they can make do. No other celestial masters of any dynasty or generation would be so careless.

Xuanba packed it away, but Liuyumo didn't plan to keep it.

Li Daoxuan once again chose to face this scourge head-on, and Li Yuan recruited many strange people and set up a net. Li Daoxuan was so tired that he vomited blood, and Liugu Qianmo was beaten to the brim.

But not dead.

Even if he couldn't be beaten to death, this guy was a Xiaoqiang who couldn't be beaten to death.

The author has something to say: let us congratulate this evil spirit, today he will be blessed by doing evil.

Thank you Aono-chan for the grenade, Aono's mine*5, love you (refill)