shut up, shameless old thief

When He Que woke up again, it was already dark. He was lying on the hard ground with a bonfire lit next to him, and A Ya was sitting there holding dead branches and picking up the crackling fire.

He Que sat up in a daze, always feeling like he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it no matter what, he looked down at his empty palm, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

A Ya said: "Are you awake?"

He Que rubbed the center of his brows and said, "Yes."

After a while, he cleared all the memories about Yan Wugui from his mind, and the rest didn't have much impact, but he spent most of his life running around for Yan Wugui, and when he woke up, he didn't know what year it was.

"What's wrong with me?"

A Ya said casually: "You offended the Dao of Heaven because you delved into the realm of the painting, and you fled to Luomo Mountain when you died - why, you have no impression?"

He Que felt in a daze that what he said was right, but there seemed to be a voice shouting something in his subconscious, which made his brain ache.

He Que rubbed his forehead, and it took him a long time to recover. He stopped thinking about it and said, "Where's Ah Yang?"

Speaking of Ji Bingzhu, Ah Ya's face suddenly turned ugly, he pointed in a direction at random, and said coldly: "There, but I advise you not to go to him now."

At this time, He Que realized that they seemed to be in a ruined barren garden, surrounded by tragic scenes after burning. He saw A Ya's weird expression and didn't take it to heart, stood up and walked towards the direction he pointed.

Around a pile of ruins, he was about to continue walking, when a faint moan came from the front of the road, as if he was being forced to let out a dissatisfied whimper, which really made people blush and heart-warming.

He Que immediately froze in place.

Not far away, a man murmured in a low voice: "Don't move around."

The ambiguous voice was also mixed with the sound of turbulent water.

Ji Bingzhu: "Well..."

He Que: "..."

He Que was stunned for a long time, then quickly turned around and fled, unable to hear a word anymore.

In the hot spring in the backyard not far away, Ji Bingzhu was soaking in the water undressed, with his long hair hanging down to cover his fair back, while Bian Ling was sitting by the side, his calf fell into the hot spring, and his fingers slowly gave Ji Bingzhu Press the temple.

This hot spring is probably too far away from the place where the fire caught fire in the front yard. It survived 200 years. Ji Bingzhu felt sticky all over after running for a whole day. After the death robbery was resisted by Yan Wugui and disappeared, he immediately Regardless, he jumped into the hot spring and didn't want to come out.

Bian Ling shook his head, frowned and said, "Don't move around, didn't you say you had a headache just now? It won't hurt if I rub it for you."

Ji Bingzhu was lying on the rocks on the shore, humming comfortably with his eyes closed, his black hair was soaked and pasted on his back, and it became more and more black as ink. Slow down.

Ji Bingzhu stretched out his hand and brushed his hair, probably because he thought it was in the way, he simply turned his wrist a few times, rolled it into a ball and put it directly on his head. After this movement, he exposed his white back and waist carelessly .

Bian Ling's movements stopped instantly.

Ji Bingzhu looked up at him suspiciously, held his hand and continued to put it on his forehead, and whispered: "Go on."

Bian Ling continued to move after listening to his words, but put his hand on his shoulder and pressed it hard.

Ji Bingzhu yelled suddenly, and shook his hand away, because the movement was too big, the hair that had just been tied on his head suddenly fell down and fell on his shoulders, he said angrily: "Do you understand?" Do you know how to measure? It hurts me to death."

Bian Ling coughed dryly, leaned over and gently lifted Ji Bingzhu's chin, and said, "Now, can we talk about the future?"

Ji Bingzhu glared at him: "Who is following you? Get out, I don't want to be with you."

Bian Ling seemed to sneer, he broke his chin and kissed Ji Bingzhu directly, and then let go of Ji Bingzhu's kiss, and said very forcefully: "It's up to you."

Ji Bingzhu directly picked up a handful of water and threw it on Bian Ling's face, saying, "Bah."

Bian Ling: "..."

Ji Bingzhu walked out of the hot spring, naked and not ashamed at all. He walked ashore, unwilling to wear his dirty clothes, and directly picked up the black robe that Bian Ling had taken off, with a look of disgust on his face But the body wrapped itself around very honestly.

He is tall and slender, although he is tall but still a little thin, Bian Ling's large coat is empty on his body, and his slender legs can be exposed from time to time when he walks around, Bian Ling looks at him a little distracted.

After Ji Bingzhu was dressed, he was about to turn around and go out to look for He Que. Bian Ling cursed in his heart, stood up quickly and pulled him back, biting his ear and whispering: "You are going to meet him dressed like this He sparrow?"

Ji Bingzhu didn't understand, so, in his opinion, as long as the body can be covered, then it is not considered naked. What to do with so many entanglements: "Dress like this? How am I dressed? I didn't show anything."

As he spoke, he stretched out his leg angrily and kicked Bian Ling's knee. Bian Ling held back his anger and grabbed his calf. His clothes were parted from his side, and the scenery inside was unobstructed.

Ji Bingzhu was caught by one of his legs, and he almost lost his footing. He hopped on one foot and barely grabbed Bian Ling's arm. He said angrily, "What are you doing?"

With a sinking face, Bian Ling stretched out his hand from the gap in his clothes to touch Ji Bingzhu's thigh, and said coldly, "Is this what you said you didn't reveal?"

Ji Bingzhu jumped up immediately after being touched by him, his eyes were red with anger.

Bian Ling felt a little soft-hearted when he saw him like this, so he had to put his legs down, hugged him in his arms and coaxed him: "The soul-locking bell on your body hasn't expired yet, and the spiritual power that Aya gave you won't last long. , you get smaller first, okay?"

He didn't say that Ji Bingzhu had forgotten that Aya came out of his inner mansion, and he was bound by the soul-locking bell to restrain his spiritual power. Although Ji Bingzhu knew that he was going to change back soon, he still refused to take the initiative Changed back, but said angrily: "Then let me hit you."

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling finally noticed that Ji Bingzhu seemed to be addicted to beating himself, and whenever he made him angry, he would lash out and beat him aggressively.

Bian Ling couldn't get used to his faults, so he refused righteously: "Don't even think about it."

Ji Bingzhu was about to cry with a "wow".

Bian Ling: "..."

He Que and A Ya sat by the fire and looked at each other silently. After a while, Bian Ling finally walked out slowly holding Ji Bingzhu who was shrunk into a ball. On closer inspection, he could see that there seemed to be a small smile on his face. The slap print was bright red, very obvious.

Bian Ling calmly walked to the fire and sat down, Ji Bingzhu huddled in his arms, half of his body was blocked by the black robe, only his face was still exposed.

As soon as He Que saw him, he immediately sat upright, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty."

After he finished speaking, he was at a loss, why did he have such a relationship with Ji Yan?

Fortunately, Ji Bingzhu interrupted his thinking in time: "I plan to stay here for a few days before leaving. How about you, He Que, do you want to go back to the painting city first?"

He Que shook his head quickly: "No, I'll follow you."

Ah Ya, who had been blinded by the blind dog's eyes all this time, turned his head and turned his head, and said with a frown, "What are you doing here?"

Ji Bingzhu glanced at him, and snorted at him: "You know it clearly, but you still ask? Ask, ask a ghost?"

A Ya: "..."

A Ya rolled up his sleeves and got up to fix him. Ji Bingzhu immediately fell back into Bian Ling's arms, holding Bian Ling's hand on his head to protect himself.

A Ya sneered: "Look at your cowardice, I know what you plan to do here, but I want to ask you, with your current appearance, how do you plan to rob you of your soul with Shi Yuan? Plan to go up Do you want to make friends with him hand in hand?"

Ji Bingzhu immediately stuck out his head angrily, stretched out a white arm and patted it, angrily said: "I'm very powerful!"

Bian Ling saw that his clothes were half off, even Xiao Douding's body was uncomfortable when others saw it, so he stuffed his "very powerful" arm back with a sinking face, and said solemnly: "Be careful of catching a cold."

A Ya sneered, as if he wanted to burn the couple to death.

When Ji Bingzhu was shaking his arm, he suddenly remembered the soul-locking bell on his wrist, and after thinking about it, he pulled Bian Ling's arm out, patted his little paw vigorously, and said triumphantly: "Then... Ah Ling is very powerful! "

A Ya: "Get lost——"

Bian Ling seemed to have a low laugh, He Que was a little embarrassed by the side, seeing that the atmosphere was a bit cold, he smoothed things over softly: "Ah, do you know where your soul is? How do we get it back?"

Ji Bingzhu replied one by one: "I don't know where it is, and I don't know how to get it back."

He Que: "Uh...then what are we going to do?"

Ji Bingzhu looked at the dark sky, yawned and threw himself into Bian Ling's arms, and said lazily: "Now, go to bed first, and wait until dawn."

As soon as He Que met Ji Bingzhu, he completely lost his mind. Hearing his perfunctory plan, he didn't have any doubts. He said "hmm", closed his eyes and entered into meditation.

A Ya was too lazy to look at the way Bian Ling and Ji Bingzhu were crooked together, his body shape remained unchanged, and he turned into a crow soaring up, and landed on the giant tree not far away, as if blending into the night.

Ji Bingzhu huddled in Bian Ling's arms, with his head resting on Bian Ling's forearm, his eyes were full of tears from yawning, and he looked extremely sleepy.

Bian Ling pushed him carefully, and said in a low voice, "Bingzhu."

Ji Bingzhu didn't even open his eyes, and said vaguely: "Why? I have something to say tomorrow."

Bian Ling stretched out his hand and blasted a gust of wind into the grass beside him, and then slowly flew up from the grass, dots of fluorescent green light up the surroundings slightly.

Ji Bingzhu stared at it in confusion, and immediately let out a "wow" and said, "Lantern worm!"

Bian Ling reached out and caught one and put it in front of his eyes. Ji Bingzhu grabbed it with two claws, and finally saw the appearance of fireflies up close. He was very excited.

Seeing that his drowsiness was gone, Bian Ling looked happy, hooked his lips, and murmured seductively in his ear: "I can help you catch lantern worms in the future, do you want to play?" With me forever?"

Ji Bingzhu's face immediately changed when he heard that, he immediately threw the lantern bug that he regarded as a treasure in his hand on the ground, and said: "I don't want to be with you, and you don't lie to me with this thing, let me tell you I won't be fooled, this is not Poria cocos cake."

Bian Ling: "..."

It means that if I cheat you with Poria cocos cake, you agree?

Yes, Ji Bingzhu, you have a lot of backbone.

Although he said not to be with Bian Ling, he still grabbed Bian Ling's forearm, jumped back into his arms and nestled back - he thought Bian Ling's arm was too hard, so he slapped it hard twice Let him relax his muscles, and then he sat on the pillow contentedly, and soon fell asleep.

Looking at his childish face, Bian Ling thought to himself: "Well... it should be easy to deceive, then I'll try it with Poria cocos cake next time."

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