Buried fire

Yin Zhu had a very uncomfortable sleep.

There were flames jumping up and down in his body, and there was something burning on his chest that made him ache, but he couldn't lift his eyelids no matter what, as if a thousand-jin heavy stone was hung, the eyeballs were struggling to turn under them.

But he could hear Lu Huanyi and Lu Zhen talking, the voices were intertwined and came intermittently, the content couldn't be pieced together, and he couldn't understand or hear clearly.

Before he had time to think, he fell into a deeper sleep.

"Do you feel a little uncomfortable?" Lu Huanyi suddenly covered his chest and pushed forward, "A little stuffy?"

"It's okay." Lu Zhenshu glanced at him, "The windows are all open, will it be stuffy? Do you want to go to the third uncle to check."

Lu Huanyi slowed down, "I'm not going. Every time I go there, they seem to dissect me."

"They are pharmacists." Lu Zhenshu smiled helplessly.

Lu Huanyi didn't answer the question he asked just now.

Instead, he fell into silence after his words fell to the ground, pursed his lips, and carefully carried the wine jar aside, putting it next to the huge one.

Maybe it's just a whim.

Perhaps there are deeper reasons.

Lu Zhenshu narrowed his eyes, watched Lu Huanyi walk over, lifted Yin Zhu up and threw him on the bed, kicked him again to make him roll a little bit, sat on the bed by himself, and muttered to himself , "I don't know when I will wake up."

"If you have time to think about this, why don't you go practice with me," Lu Zhenshu didn't continue to ask, "How long has it been since you practiced?"

Haven't practiced for a few months.

Lu Huanyi was still a little reluctant when he was dragged out of the door by the elder brother.

It's cool not to practice for a while, but it's always cool not to practice.

Shimen's practice is divided into internal and external, the internal is meditation practice, and the external is his own martial arts skills.

Lu Huanyi is one of the rare Taoist priests who wields daggers, so every time he fights with Lu Zhenshu, he will be at a disadvantage, and then he will make Lu Zhenshu change weapons with a face that is so fucking unfair that you are fucking using a sword.

The days were spent quietly between fighting with senior brothers, meditating, eating and sleeping, and watching Yin Zhu snoring.

Yin Zhu actually snored while sleeping.

This is the first mysterious incident that Lu Huanyi discovered this spring.

Yin Zhu sleeps for two-thirds of the winter in winter, and most of the time he is motionless as if he is dead, even the rise and fall of his chest is very small when he breathes, but when spring comes, he seems to be really asleep. Like other people, snoring, turning over, and talking in sleep from time to time.

It's awesome.

Lu Huan thought.

Before a new round of complaints could start in his mind, someone knocked on the door of the room. Lu Huanyi went to open the door, and the second senior brother Lu Puhuai stood outside, his bag was bulging, and he could see a lot of melon seeds, peanuts and big white Toffee Rabbit, "There's a job down the mountain, please let us catch ghosts, will you go?"

"Why did you call me all of a sudden?" Lu Huanyi didn't react for a moment.

Shimen has various ways of making money, earning money from fellow daoists, monsters, and ordinary people.

The fastest way to earn ordinary people's money is to help them exorcise evil spirits and watch Feng Shui.

The second senior brother has always been in charge of exorcising evil spirits, and there is even a special exorcism team under him. The money he usually earns is divided into the teacher's family. If the senior brother wants to earn some money to spend, he will tell Lu Puhuai in advance. Just take one with you the next time you have a job.

When encountering difficulties, he will also take the initiative to ask the people in the division for help.

But they seldom call Lu Huanyi to go.

One is because Lu Huanyi is the youngest one, and if something happened after they went out, they would not only have a bad conscience, but they would also be skinned by the master. Second, because of Lu Huanyi's own physical condition, it is too easy to recruit ghosts, which may increase the difficulty of the task.

"Earn some pocket money," Lu Puhuai smiled, "Master said this time the work is easy, I will take you down to practice your hands, and see that you eat, drink and sleep every day, and your weight is almost as high as that of a pig."

"I'm really not fat," Lu Huanyi was a little unconvinced, "I was dragged out to fight by the big brother every morning."

"Are you going?" Lu Puhuai said, "This time the job is easy, and the money will be paid a lot."

Lu Huanyi thought for a while, then nodded, "Go, wait for me to clean up."

Lu Puhuai immediately said: "Then hurry up, I will wait for you in the front hall."

"Okay." Lu Huanyi replied again.

After answering, he went back to the house, put on his sports coat, stuffed another handful of yellow paper into his pocket, thought for a while and took the white jade dagger from before, and finally stood in front of the bed and stared at the corpse as if saying goodbye. Yin Zhu looked at it for a while before turning around and going out the door.

"Let's brew it next year, don't pick it up."

Yin Zhu stopped picking up flowers, raised his head, his hair rose and fell with his movements, he looked around, but couldn't find the source of the sound.

"Ten fucking altars are enough," the man continued, "You won't die if you drink it."

Before Yin Zhu could react further, his hands were suddenly empty, and the pink petals that were originally in his palms suddenly disappeared. He lowered his head and found that his hands were empty.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something dropped at his feet.

It is a black scale strung with a red thread.

He raised his head in a daze, only to realize that he was already in a different place. There was a huge stone tablet in front of him with a few words engraved on it. He read it with some difficulty, as if something exploded in his mind , I was so panicked that I couldn't hold the scales in my hand.

Lu Huanyi's tomb.

Yin Zhu opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, his forehead and back were covered with cold sweat, the windows of the room were still wide open, and a little cool wind blew in from there.

is a dream.

It was a dream so real that it frightened him.

He dreamed that Lu Huanyi was dead.

died.

What about Lu Huanyi?

Yin Zhu looked around, but couldn't see Lu Huanyi's figure.

This is not the first time, he did not find Lu Huanyi in the house after waking up, as if Lu Huanyi would try every means to slip away from him every time he fell asleep.

There was still a breath in the air.

Yin Zhu narrowed his eyes, lifted the quilt, turned over and rushed out of the room. There was something on his back that was itching badly, so he simply took off his clothes and threw it on the ground in agitation.

It was also at the moment when the clothes landed, there were four wings behind him wearing ragged clothes, and the edges of the wings reflected the golden light from where it did not know. From a distance, it looked very majestic, as if wearing clothes that had gone the wrong way. The western god with few thieves looked around in bewilderment.

Yin Zhu didn't seem to notice the changes in his body, he paused in the air for a while, and then chased after that breath.

"...I really feel a little uncomfortable," Lu Huanyi took a few steps back, and a senior brother beside him supported him, "I won't go in, you go in."

"Did you catch a cold? There is only one kid in this house who has been dead for more than ten years." Lu Puhuai touched his forehead, "You don't have a fever?"

"No, I just feel...fucking bored," Lu Huanyi covered his chest, "Go in and leave me alone, I'll be bored for a while and I'll be fine."

"You guys just watch him here, and if you feel more uncomfortable, take Suisui back to the teacher's gate immediately." Lu Puhuai frowned and gave instructions to the juniors beside him, and broke into the house alone.

Lu Huanyi still couldn't relieve the sudden discomfort.

But it's just discomfort, chest tightness, but the mind is clear.

He even took time to think about how much money he would get after this time.

"There is an evil spirit!" The senior brother at the side suddenly shouted, and then the other senior brothers immediately drew out their swords to protect Lu Huanyi, looking at the surrounding directions vigilantly.

For a moment, Lu Huanyi felt that she was a weak little sister.

But the next moment he pulled out the dagger from his pocket, thought for a while, and put the dagger back.

He didn't feel the evil that the senior brother said at all, but felt it from the wind blowing along... a very familiar feeling.

"Yin Zhu? Are you awake?" Lu Huanyi looked up at the UFO in the sky and waved, "Where are you going? I'm here!"

The UFO stopped, and after a few seconds it began to dive down.

The evil spirit was getting closer and closer, and the brothers around them gritted their teeth not to tremble too obviously.

But Lu Huanyi didn't feel much, he could feel a suffocating pressure, but he couldn't feel any evil.

This reminded him of his own secondary school thoughts not long ago.

It's embarrassing to say it. He felt that the reason why he couldn't feel the evil spirit was because Yin Zhu couldn't have any killing intent towards him, because the spirit, besides its own self, depends on what kind of emotion it is.

For example, when demons and goblins are furious and angry, the evil spirit and ghost energy on their body will skyrocket.

Yin Zhu didn't have any negative emotions towards him, so he couldn't feel any...evil...fuck?

Lu Huanyi watched Yin Zhu fly lower and lower, and his expression froze.

Yin Zhu was still the same Yin Zhu, with untied hair that was too long and messy by the wind, but handsome.

It's the pair of...the black ones on the back that might be wings...it's weird no matter how you look at it.

"Are you awakening the third species?" Lu Huan pointed to the wings on his back, "Actually, you are a birdman or something..."

Yin Zhu frowned and fell to the ground, walked over a few steps and stared at Lu Huanyi, furrowing his eyebrows angrily, "Can you stop running away every time I sleep? Why do I keep watching Lu Huanyi after waking up several times? Miss you?"

"Ah." Lu Huanyi looked at him, "Have you had a nightmare again?"

"...Well." After Yin Zhu answered this sentence, he was inexplicably calmed down by Lu Huanyi's sentence "I'm having a nightmare again". In my arms, "I want to see you every time I wake up."

"Then should I watch you sleep or watch your spirit?" Lu Huanyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Do you want Dad to purr for you?"

"No," Yin Zhu still frowned, and he didn't relax until his nasal cavity was filled with the smell of Lu Huanyi.

"You are so awesome," Lu Huanyi touched his wings with one hand, "There are four of them."

"Hmm." Hearing this, Yin Zhu stretched his wings completely, twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Lu Huanyi, "Does it look good?"

"...Well," Lu Huanyi turned his head away, "It's pretty."

It looks great.

Just can't see what it is.

Those who didn't know thought you carried four huge pieces of bacon on your back.

Ming Snake is really ugly.

"By the way, you can show your wings now, does it mean that you will be able to turn back into a singing snake soon?" Lu Huanyi turned to look at Yin Zhu.

"Really? Yeah?" Yin Zhu seemed to have just remembered it now, and happily stood on tiptoe, hopping lightly, "I'm about to change back to my original form."

"That's awesome." Lu Huanyi smiled.