fuck with me

"Brother Chaoyang, when will you come back? I still have a lot of things under my hands." Yan Jun visited again today, and wanted to ask Yan Chaoyang to go back and take care of things. I don’t know how many generations of grandsons I worry about at a critical moment. My son has never been so caring before, and he even resigned from the official position on purpose. This makes him not only take over the things that scream and howl, but also arrange their places one by one. The whole person is very busy. Five hundred years old, "You are too, isn't it just that a piece of jade was stolen, and the whole person is so depressed."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not depressed anywhere." Yan Chaoyang looked at the kid on the bed who was fainted by Yan Jun's palm, lightly picked up the wine pot, and poured it directly into the thin crimson lips. It was sweet and icy cold, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress his lower abdomen, there should be heat there, but it wasn't there.

"According to me, you refined the little ghost you brought, isn't it similar to that jade, he ate your elixir, and you melted him into a new jade, even if it is not as good as before, It can also replace Qiba." Of course, Yan Jun's purpose is actually to hope that his good helper can return to his post and share some of the tasks that would kill ghosts for him. You make a move, it just so happens that my unlucky son doesn't like him."

The person on the bed was dizzy and still talking in sleep, Yan Chaoyang glanced at his defenseless appearance, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "He looks a bit like..."

"Qin Yao, right? Brother, don't be too emotional. Your sweetheart has been reincarnated countless times, and you've seen him too. Why bother?" I still feel heartbroken, because I really can't see him being trapped by love, and why he just watched without doing anything, and said earnestly: "If you are like this, you will not be able to become a Buddha in the end."

Yan Zhaoyang hooked the jug, raised his slender and fair neck, shook his mouth again, and said with a half-smile, "The wine is gone."

Yan Jun lowered his head and sighed, why is he so awkward, if he wants to chase after his sweetheart, then he will be reincarnated together, and be a couple in the next life, if he doesn't want to, then he should practice hard, even if the elixir is lost, it will not hinder Cultivating the mind is not right, and now I have brought back the guy who stole the jade pendant, just to show the old ghost master a glance, and I don’t practice anymore...

Yan Jun suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed: "This man eats everything?!" That's jade!Not Laoshizi Dim Sum!

Yan Chaoyang was also speechless, unable to explain: "I was just woken up by him while I was sleeping, but when I woke up, I found that he had stolen my spirit card. I wanted to show my spirit to scare him, but he The feeling on my body is really familiar to me, so I have some doubts. However, his yang life is actually 40 years, I just brought him back, which is not in compliance with the rules, and it also made him unable to return to yang, reincarnation... He still has yang I have my things, so I can’t go there for now.”

Over there, Liu Feiyan was feeling someone talking in his ears, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he was about to wake up, afraid that someone was going to hurt him, Yan Jun got angry, waved his hand, and waved him unconscious again.

"You treat him better, and he is unlucky enough."

Yan Jun blew his beard and stared, and snorted: "He is not a good person up there, he has only been down for a long time, and he stole into my palace again."

Yan Jun is really worried about my brother's great cause of cultivating Buddhism. There are so many ghosts in the underground, how many of them are spiritual, and how many of them are related to Buddha. It's been almost 1000 years, and this one is still an infatuated fool. If you can't break your root of emotion, you can't become a Buddha, you can't sleep and fly together, and you can't quit drinking. Yan Jun asked a question he must ask every day: "What are you trying to..."

Chaoyang old ghost patted him on the shoulder comfortingly as usual: "Okay, don't talk so much, quickly bring out a few jars of your good wine at home, the fragrance of drunken flowers."

"Then when will you come back to work?"

"You're busy, so why bother me." As he said that, he simply transformed Yan Jun's house that had been hidden underground for a long time out of thin air, picked up the jar and drank to his heart's content.

Yan Jun: "Next month, when the moon is full, the altar, how about it, the furnace and materials will be ready before then."

The room was silent and speechless, only the faint sound of the wind whizzing through the damp air in the ground.

When the poor little thief woke up again, he found that he was still naked, and there was a big living ghost lying beside him.

I clearly remember that I changed into clothes, huh?This is really a ghost, and when he resentfully fished up the clothes next to him, he found that there was a ghost hand on his waist.Why do you say it is a ghost hand, because this hand is shining green in the darkness...

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The hangover ancestor got a headache from his quarrel, and when he raised his hand vigorously, he almost smeared his forehead again. Fortunately, he hid quickly, because his hand was very bright, which was too obvious at night.

"Don't be noisy." The ancestor slept very comfortably. He lay down next to his spirit pill, and his whole body became comfortable and light, as if wrapped in the finest silk cloth, and because of drinking all the year round, his spirit There is also a lot of alcohol on the pill, which is even more tempting and irresistible to the old ghost. He is in a good mood just lying down like this, so when this thing that can bring a good mood moves around and is about to leave, He began to get anxious, and said with a big hand: "Let me hold it."

"No, no, no... Molested..." Liu Feiyan stared at the top with a dull face, stammering, this man is really... broken sleeves... If he got him down, he would just spend the whole day naked on the bed Sleep with him naked?Then eat when you get tired of sleeping?After all, I have stolen so many things from his house... Could it be that... I used my body to pay off the debt?The ancestors seem to have said to go underground and settle accounts slowly... slowly... slowly...

Liu Feiyan was terrified and wanted to call her mother, "Daxian...I want to pee."

The old ancestor answered him with a good temper: "Ghosts don't need to pee."

Liu Feiyan continued her efforts: "Then I'm hungry."

Ancestor: "How long have you been down, and you are not a starving ghost."

Liu Feiyan: "I haven't finished copying the book yet."

This time it seems to be effective, Yan Zhaoyang thought for a while, then let go of his hand: "Then you go, take the book and copy it."

So Liu Feiyan finished copying half of the "Spiritual Ghost Gymnastics" under the supervision of her ancestors. After copying herself so drowsy, she was hugged back to share the bed with the ghost.

This time Yan Chaoyang slept for four hours. Normally, he could only sleep for two hours at most. He looked at the man next to him who was still drooling with nostalgia, and got up, feeling refreshed all at once. Refreshing, never felt comfortable since being a ghost, like drunk.