What is wrong with raising snakes?

In the 33rd year of Daguan, Yang Heng died unexpectedly. Yu Chiling was furious about this, and ordered someone to investigate the matter thoroughly, but the truth found out made him extremely sad, and the culprit was his own most capable disciple, Fang De.Xuanyuanxuan also advised him at that time not to say anything, lest he startle the snake and drag himself into the water.

Yu Chiling understood Xuanyuan Xuan's implication, if Fang De killed him, Xuanyuan Xuan would never save him.

Because Xuanyuan Xuan never needed useless people.

Not long after Yang Heng's death, the scientific examiner was replaced by Wei Buzhi, whom Yu Chiling had never heard of. He ordered someone to check his identity, and after finding that this person was indeed innocent, he stopped paying attention.In the 36th year of Daguan, cheating was reported in the examination room. At that time, Yu Chiling was busy with the case of General Qian Longyu and had no intention of judging it, so he had to hand over the matter to Fang De, and gave Fang De the opportunity to promote Wei Buzhi as a young man.

In the 43rd year of Daguan, Yu Chiling was punished for car cracking. It was only when he was dying that he realized that Fang De was Xuanyuanxuan's person from beginning to end.However, Yu Chiling has worked with Fang De for many years, and only he knows what Fang De wants to run on him, and Xuanyuan Xuan is so cruel that he wants to abandon him.

After his death, he returned to the palace many times and wanted to tell Xuanyuan Xuan to beware of Fang De, but the palace was protected by an enchantment, and he couldn't get in at all, and he couldn't even see Xuanyuan Xuan's face.Xuanyuan Song told himself that if Xuanyuan Xuan died at the hands of Fang De, he could only blame him for not knowing people clearly and harming others and himself.

"Master Yang!"

Yu Chiling turned his head and saw that Jiang Yuancheng ran out in his underwear, his messy hair was scattered casually, and there were traces left by Wei Buzhi the night before on his exposed neck, which made Yang Heng turn his face away.

"What's the matter with you?" Yu Chiling asked him.

Jiang Yuancheng didn't care about who the person in front of him was, knelt down with a "plop", and said, "Wei Buzhi is not really the canine of Mr. Fang, please help him, two adults!"

Yu Chiling stopped Yang Heng who was about to help him up, and said in a cold voice: "Wei Buzhi has been with Fang De for ten years, and even I only found out when I was dying that Wei Buzhi has always been Fang De's protégé. But he said that he is not Fang De's fang, could he be lying to me?"

Yu Chiling has been galloping in the court for 16 years, and the viciousness in his body made Jiang Yuancheng unable to even speak.

"I, I didn't! It's absolutely true...it's true!"

Yu Chiling twisted his hair, and responded: "Whether Wei Buzhi is Fang De's minion, I don't know, but Fang De wants to rebel, I know."

Jiang Yuancheng was shocked, and Yang Heng raised his foot and walked forward.

After a while, Jiang Yuancheng hugged his leg again.

"Master Yang! Mr. Yang knew right from wrong before he was alive, and he would never blame a good person. If Mr. Yang killed Fang De today and caused Wei Buzhi to be implicated in his death, wouldn't Mr. Yang feel guilty?" Jiang Yuancheng asked sharply.

Yang Heng stared at him coldly, and said, "Do you want to save Wei Buzhi because of his innocence, or because of your little relationship with him?"

Jiang Yuancheng's face turned pale instantly, and he said guiltyly: "I...I don't want him to die...he can't die..."

Yu Chiling squatted in front of Jiang Yuancheng, flicking his sleeves, and said, "If you really don't want Wei Buzhi to die, then let go."

Jiang Yuancheng looked at him suspiciously. After hearing this, Yang Heng said to Yu Chiling in disbelief: "What does Mr. Yuchi want to do? Do you also want to save Wei Buzhi? How can you judge that Wei Buzhi and Fang are just based on his one-sided words?" Virtue is not..."

"He is so persistent, if you really want to do something, I'm afraid not two people will die." Yu Chiling stood up, patted Yang Heng on the shoulder, and continued, "I don't need to interfere in this matter, but You will never be allowed to act recklessly."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuancheng's eyes lit up, and he threw himself on Yu Chiling's body, looking up with anticipation.

Yang Heng stared at Yuchiling, narrowed his eyes, and said, "It seems that Mr. Yuchi has countermeasures?"

Yu Chiling smiled triumphantly, helped Jiang Yuancheng up from the ground, and walked towards the hotel with his sleeves flung.

"This matter still needs to be discussed in the long run, so you can relax."

Just when Yang Heng and Yu Chiling were about to go to catch Fang De and Wei Buzhi, Xuan Qingci leisurely opened his eyes, and saw Yan Fenglang half lying beside him, holding a bamboo slip in his hand, looking intently, quietly He leaned over, but as soon as he got up, his body felt sore, and his legs were paralyzed on the bed, unable to use any strength.

He stared at the top of the bed with his face up, gradually recurring in his mind what happened last night that he was entangled with Yan Fenglang and kept yelling "more" in his mouth, but was bumped so hard that he couldn't even make a sound. It burned.He pulled the quilt and buried his face in the quilt.

Yan Fenglang had long since opened his eyes when Xuan Qingci opened his eyes, so he lost the thought of looking up the daily records. He secretly observed Xuan Qingci's little movements, and caught a glimpse of him staring at the top of the bed, his expression changed from dull to shy, and finally buried in the bedding , a blow to the heart.

He put down the bamboo slips, gently tugged at the quilt, trying to expose Xuan Qingci's face.

"Qingci?"

Xuan Qingci buried his head deeper when he heard Yan Fenglang's voice. He never thought that he would have sex with Yan Fenglang, and his heart beat violently when he thought that this had already happened.

"Qingci?"

Yan Fenglang pulled the man out of the quilt, leaned against his ear and stared at him, saying, "Are you awake?"

Xuan Qingci didn't dare to look into Yan Fenglang's eyes, a pair of red eyes fluttered around, and after a soft "um", he said, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for what?" Yan Fenglang asked strangely, while rubbing his hair.

Xuan Qingci said in a panic: "I shouldn't have mated with you, I shouldn't have polluted you...God God's seven emotions and six desires will be destroyed together, so it will hinder your cultivation... Right..."

Yan Fenglang felt even more strange when he heard this, bit his lip and drove straight in, blocking all Xuan Qingci's words, as if punishing him for thinking wildly.

Xuan Qingci's head was dizzy from being kissed, and it took a long time for him to let go.

"Who taught you this? Who told you that Shangshen's seven emotions and six desires are all extinct? What did you learn when I was away?" Yan Fenglang asked him with a slightly serious tone as he patted Xuan Qingci's face with his palm.

Xuan Qingci didn't dare to answer, since Yan Fenglang asked that, then what he knew must be wrong.

"Also, who taught you to call this mating?" Yan Fenglang squeezed Xuan Qingci's face again, put him in his arms, and pretended to say, "This is called deep love, which moves according to nature, and is called acacia , This is a pleasant and elegant thing, how come you have sex in your mouth, how ugly..."

"I've heard scholars say that... Livestock want to pass on the family, it's called mating, interbreeding..." Xuan Qingci was talking, and found that Yan Fenglang had lost his voice. When he looked up, his face was like the gate of the ghost gate. Still dark, asked carefully, "What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Yan Fenglang wanted to beat up that damn storyteller, his eyes twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "Qing Ci thinks... I'm a beast?"

Xuan Qingci was shocked and repeatedly denied it.

"Then do you think it's me or you who can carry on the family?"

Xuan Qingci thought for a while, then shook his head again.

So Yan Fenglang suddenly pinched Xuan Qingci's chin, and said fiercely: "Then don't let me hear this word again, and I'm not allowed to listen to any storybooks, do you hear me?"

Xuan Qingci looked at him timidly, pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak, thinking that he had heard more than that, and if he accidentally said something in the future, he didn't know what Yan Fenglang would do to him.

"Huh? Why didn't you speak?" Yan Fenglang raised his eyebrows and asked, feeling vaguely that he seemed to be hiding something.

"When Feng Lang is not around, I can only pass the time by relying on these scriptures." Xuan Qing said shyly.

Hearing this, Yan Fenglang felt a little distressed, and said in a soft tone: "Then you can't listen to the scholars anymore, most of them are just absurd, and it won't help you if you listen too much... If you don't understand anything, just ask me Wouldn't it be alright?"

Xuan Qingci thought about it for a while, nodded with half understanding, but thought in his heart, as long as you don't let you hear this, you won't do anything to me.

Seeing that he was very well-behaved, Yan Fenglang suddenly remembered that he seemed to still love to kiss, so he lowered his head and pecked his lips lightly, then got up and put on clothes.

Xuan Qingci rolled the quilt twice, then sat up with the quilt rolled up.Yan Fenglang turned his head and saw him turned into a big worm, strangled on the bed, his long hair was messed up by him, there were still traces of him on his neck exposed to the air, it was brilliant red.

Yan Fenglang walked over with his long robe open, dragged the man out of the quilt, put on the inner coat for Xuan Qingci himself, tied the belt carefully, and then put it on layer by layer.

Xuan Qingci looked at Yan Fenglang's slender and clean fingers fastening his belt nimbly, narrowed his eyes and smiled softly, "Feng Lang is really virtuous and virtuous."

Yan Fenglang's hands trembled, and he asked in a deep voice, "What did you say?"

Xuan Qingci immediately realized that something was wrong, and shut his mouth without saying a word.

Yan Fenglang clasped Xuan Qingci's waist with one hand, and slapped him mercilessly on the buttocks. Xuan Qingci was startled, staring at his red eyes for a long time without reacting. When he turned around, his whole face turned red. Had pork liver.

"you!"

Yan Fenglang glared at him, then tightened Xuan Qingci's belt, strangling him until his body became stiff.

"If you are not obedient, you will see me in the future."

Xuan Qingci knew he was wrong, so he untied his belt and rearranged himself.Yan Fenglang took the gold hairpin from the table, pulled Xuan Qing over and asked him to sit in front of the bronze mirror.

"I have a bun."

"That's broken."

"It still works."

Xuan Qingci was a little bit reluctant to part with that hair bun, which Yan Fenglang used to teach him to write. Although there was no wolf hair, it was made of red sandalwood anyway, and it was very valuable.

Yan Fenglang said: "I took this from the gate of ghosts. I used it to carve this bamboo slip. It has been with me for at least 6000 years. I give it to you today. Is it comparable to the pen with no hair?"

Xuan Qingci remained silent, secretly thinking that this is a token of love?But he didn't dare to say it out, so he could only let Yan Fenglang move his head.

Yu Chiling broke in while Yan Fenglang was fixing Xuan Qingci's hair.

"You don't have to report this matter to me." After Yan Fenglang tied Xuan Qing's hair, he said with a satisfied smile.

Yang Heng waited outside the room, poking his head at the door, and met Xuan Qingci's gaze, who suddenly felt a chill down his back.

"I think you have your own measure." Yan Fenglang said while pouring a cup of tea for Xuan Qingci.

Yu Chiling glanced back at Yang Heng, and saw him and Xuan Qingci staring at each other.

"Qingci."

Hearing Yan Fenglang calling him, Xuan Qingci immediately looked away.

"At this time, you are fully responsible." Yan Fenglang said to Yu Chiling, then turned his head and said to Xuan Qing, "You follow me to the gate of hell, there is still one thing that is not over."