my God

Before the end of Yan Yun's summer vacation, Song Yan just got a chance to do something to the dead man.He felt that Yan Yun should learn more, so he took his little apprentice down the mountain.

Master and apprentice Song Yan came to a certain family in a village and saw the deceased.The deceased was a man in his 30s. He died from drowning. His body was soaked, blue and white, swollen, and his shape was horrific.

Yan Yun took a look and his feet went limp, and he almost vomited.Song Yan had to let him go outside to get some air.

According to the custom here, anyone who is not at the end of life must ask a monk or Taoist priest to do a puja.

Song Yan asked his family members to help set up the altar, and after placing the corresponding offerings, he began to recite scriptures.Yan Yun had also recovered his strength and was helping out.

Because the deceased has not yet married, only his parents and some relatives and neighbors are here to manage and express condolences, so there are not many people in the small courtyard.After dinner, most people left.

Song Yan saw that the family members of the deceased were haggard and exhausted, so he advised them to go back to rest earlier, promising that his master and apprentice would be there to ensure that nothing would happen.

When all the family members went to rest next door, Yan Yun finally couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Master, will he make trouble?" panic.

"It's hard to say." Song Yan knew that his apprentice was afraid, but he didn't want to hide it. He wanted him to get more exercise. "There is some yin in his body, which is probably resentment."

"What is he complaining about? The police have said that he fell into the water by mistake and has nothing to do with others." Yan Yun deliberately spoke in the direction of the corpse, as if to make the corpse understand and behave better.

"Resentment doesn't come from being murdered," Song Yan patiently explained, "Sometimes there will be resentment and obsession if the wish is not fulfilled. For example, this one, what if his obsession is his girlfriend?"

Yan Yun was still scared at first, but he laughed out loud when he heard the last sentence. "I see, Master."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Song Yan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

Song Yan didn't let Bai Chen follow in, firstly because the land of the dead is very unlucky and he didn't want him to be contaminated, and secondly because he was afraid that the dragon's aura would arouse resentment or crush the ghosts of the dead.Bai Chen disagreed at first, but Song Yan repeatedly promised to take good care of Yan Yun, so he agreed to stay outside the gate.

The night was getting darker and darker, Yan Yun was already so sleepy that he nestled in the chair and fell asleep.Song Yan always checked the changes of the eternal lamp and the deceased, not daring to be careless.

Summer is hot, even the wind at night is hot, and the doors and windows in the house are open, so it is inevitable that mosquitoes will fly in.

Ice packs were placed under and around the body, and there was a freezer next to it, and the ice packs could be replaced at any time.

Song Yan sat near the mortuary board, it was cool and not disturbed by mosquitoes, it was quite pleasant.Looking at Yan Yun again, even though he was sleeping on the side, he was not bitten by mosquitoes.

If you look closely, the mosquitoes just circle around him, but they dare not fly forward.Song Yan couldn't help becoming curious, and went closer to check, only to see a red rope hanging around Yan Yun's neck, with something hanging from the bottom of the red rope.That thing looked like a large fish scale, pure white and glowing.

Song Yan took a look and understood that what Yan Yun was wearing was not a fish scale, but a dragon scale on Bai Chen's body.This is a good thing, better than any amulet obtained from any temple. Not only can it protect him from evil spirits, but it can also prevent mosquitoes from harassing him. More importantly, the owner of the dragon scale can sense his position at any time.

Bai Chen has handed over a token of love, right?Or is it a dowry?Song Yan couldn't help smiling.

He retreated to his seat, looked at Yan Yun's sleeping face, and couldn't help feeling a little more emotional.Yan Yun and Bai Chen can be entangled in previous lives, but what about himself and the god?I'm afraid that when I die, I will never see you again.

Let it go, you can't be too greedy, just want to be happy for the rest of your life.

Song Yanzheng was thinking to himself, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from the door, he looked up and saw a figure suddenly appeared at the door.

"Why are you here?" Song Yan subconsciously stood up and asked in a daze.

"If I don't come, do I have to wait for you to go back on the mountain?" The person at the door asked in a deep voice.

"Uh... sorry, I forgot about this." Song Yan hurriedly apologized to Shenjun.

After receiving the call, he rushed over with Yan Yun, and then kept busy with ritual affairs, and had long forgotten about the double cultivation with the god.

They have been together for seventy days, and they will be done in ten more days. Shen Jun will definitely not give up on this, or else he will not chase after him.

Sure enough, after Shenjun glanced at him, he didn't say a word, but just stretched out his hand to him.

Song Yan hesitated.He glanced at the corpse parked next to him, and then at Yan Yun, wondering: "I can't leave now..."

"Come here!" Shenjun immediately frowned and spit out two words in dissatisfaction.

Seeing his firm attitude, Song Yan had no choice but to take out two charms and stick them on the forehead and chest of the corpse before walking towards the god.

Shenjun grasped his hand tightly and led him to turn and leave.

"Where are we going?" Song Yan hurriedly stopped and asked when he saw that he was about to pull him out of the gate.

"Back to the mountain?"

"No, it's too far away. I have to stay here before Yinshi." Song Yan said seriously.If the family members came over at dawn and found that he was not there, would he not be a liar?Besides, Yan Yun was still in the room, what if he couldn't be found when he woke up?

"Where are you going?"

"..." Song Yan blushed, thought for a long time, and finally had to drag Shenjun into the yard.

In the innermost part of the four main rooms, another warehouse was built with the help of the gable and courtyard walls.Song Yan walked to the warehouse, blushed and pointed to the door.

How can this be double cultivation, it's almost like wild|combination... Song Yan felt that his skin was so hot that it was about to burst.

Seeing that he was willing to actively cooperate, Shenjun didn't dislike the warehouse bedroom, so he directly reached out and pulled the big iron lock on the door, and dragged him in.

There was an incandescent lamp in the warehouse, but neither of them dared to light it, for fear of arousing suspicion from the owner or neighbors.Fortunately, the two of them have better night vision and can see everything inside quickly.

The warehouse was originally used to store all kinds of food and sundries, and this one was no exception.There is a large tank in one corner, and the top of the tank is pressed with stones. It is obviously filled with grain, and it is tightly packed in case the mice will steal it; in the other corner, there are many wooden boards, which are probably used for future use; against the gable wall On this side are some wooden boxes that were commonly used in the early years, probably reluctant to throw them away, and put them here to store sundries; on the side of the courtyard wall are placed motorcycles and bicycles, probably to prevent theft and rain.

After scanning around, Shenjun took Song Yan to a wooden box, sat on the wooden box, and pulled Song Yan into his arms.

Song Yan had to sit on his lap, his face was held up by the god, and his lips met.

In the dark, it is also a place where sundries are piled up. Two people are secretly making out here, but there is an inexplicable excitement.

Afraid that time would be delayed for too long, Song Yan didn't dare to be hypocritical, took the initiative to take off his clothes, sat on his lap, and hugged him tightly...

In the mourning hall, Yan Yun was still asleep. Because of the dragon scales beside him, he neither felt hot nor was bitten by mosquitoes, so he slept soundly.

There was a slight change in the body on the mortuary board.The body that was originally soaked in hair began to seep water, and the two talismans on the body were gradually soaked by water.

In the warehouse, the two finally finished their round.Song Yan panted for a while, and was about to get up to get dressed, but was hugged back by the god.

"More." Shenjun said hoarsely, and kissed Song Yan's neck again, showing his nostalgia and indulgence.

"But over there..." Song Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand to push him.

"The last time, it will be ready soon." Shenjun's tone was pleading.

He suddenly lowered his posture, Song Yan could not save face, so he had to grab his neck again and let him do whatever he wanted.

In the mourning hall, on the mortuary board, the talisman paper on the corpse has been completely soaked in water, and all the spells on the paper have been spent.

"not good!"

Song Yan, who was entangled with the emperor in the warehouse, suddenly stopped and exclaimed, and then he was about to leave the embrace of the emperor, but was hugged tightly by the emperor again.

"My talisman is destroyed, that thing is going to be a demon!" Song Yan was so anxious that he pushed Shenjun hard, but he still couldn't break free.

"Leave it to me!" Shenjun held Song Yan's waist tightly with one hand, and waved the other hand to the side. A crow suddenly appeared, then flew towards the door, and flew out through the door panel.

"I promise nothing will happen," Shenjun and Song Yan pressed their foreheads together, their voices were still hoarse, but their tone was extremely serious, "Be careful, let's continue."

Song Yan also knew that such a midway evacuation would probably do great harm to Shenjun, and felt that this was the only way at the moment, and he could still trust Shenjun's avatar.

"Don't break the corpse!" Song Yan hurriedly reminded after thinking of this.

"Understood, you should concentrate!" Shenjun said while gagging his mouth, forcing him to focus on what he was doing right now.

After the crow flew into the mourning hall, it landed next to the head of the deceased.The corpse trembled slightly, and its head began to lift gradually.The crow immediately stretched out one foot to grab at the face, but stopped halfway, it had to retract its claws, and then flapped it with its wings.

After being hit on the face, the deceased was forced to lie down again.

Seeing that the corpse was about to get up again, the crow simply stepped on the forehead of the deceased with one foot and held him firmly.

When Yan Yun woke up, he saw this strange scene - a black crow was standing on the mortuary board, one of its feet was still stepping on the dead man's head, and the dead man was trembling slightly as if he had been electrified with.

What's worse, the master is gone!

"division……"

Just as Yan Yun was about to call out to Master, he saw the crow staring straight at him. The momentum and sense of oppression made him hold back the shout that came to his lips in an instant.

Hey, I seem to have seen this crow before. Could it be the one in the temple?

"Mountain God?" Yan Yun asked tentatively in a low voice.

The crow glanced at him and nodded.

"Where's my master?"

The crow turned away and began to preen its feathers with its beak.Seeing that the corpse under its feet still refused to stop, it quickly raised its foot and then quickly lowered it, and slapped him hard.

Finally, the corpses stopped, and Yan Yun didn't dare to ask any more questions.

There was silence and peace in the mourning hall.

The author has something to say:

- Those who dare to disturb, die!

- You are so inattentive, it seems that I am not doing enough!