Hachishomon

Hand in hand with the Yuanzhou boat.The people are quiet, the moon is Yiyi, the white dew is thin, and the begonia is wrinkled... Who will spend the golden year?Only the king knows-

He had never heard this song before, and he never thought that such a long and affectionate song could catch Nie Huayin's eyes and his heart.But when Duan Chongshu mentioned it to him the next day, Nie Huayin was a little angry. Interested people listened.

That is to say, from that day on, Nie Huayin began to alienate him intentionally, and finally had a circumcision and broke up, becoming like a stranger.

Who will Jinse Huanian spend with?

It seems that I have no choice but to waste time...

He does not have the ambition and arrogance of Nie Huayin. He is the great disciple of the Nine Micro Sect. Suddenly, he thought - Duan Xunyang, you are so shameless, this world cannot tolerate him, can you tolerate him?

So he moved his rebellious heart for the first time, drew out the long sword that had not been stained with blood, and put it on Yin Cha's neck.

But Nie Huayin said to him like this: "Young master, what are you doing?"

At that time, Nie Huayin's eyes were slightly closed, and the light-colored pupils were half hidden, making it hard to see the deep meaning in them. Although he was carrying torture tools all over his body, his thin and thin body still stood upright.

Duan Chongshu heard him say: "You and I have never met before, so why do you harm me, my lord, I don't know him, let's go on our way."

"...Hua Yin!"

Nie Huayin didn't pause or linger at all, as if he really didn't know him, dragging a slightly heavy step, with a hard and straight spine, step by step into the gate of hell, carrying his unresolved resentment, Unwilling, and nostalgic...

Nie Huayin, this person is arrogant and arrogant, but he is simply outrageous, and even more rebellious.

At this point, Nie Huayin died, but Duan Chongshu couldn't tolerate his lonely soul being buried at the bottom of the Wangchuan River and enduring the endless cold and loneliness, so that the subsequent dissection and bone removal were all so logical It is also his willingness to enter the Sansheng burial ground to find the Sansheng ancestor and sign a secret contract with him.

The name Duan Xunyang became a memory, an irretrievable memory.

Lu Wangchuan tore off a page with his name written on it, tore it into powder, twisted it into powder, and sprinkled it on the thick soil on the ground.

Like a naive child who has acquired a precious treasure, he wishes to hide it tightly so that no one can see it, and has nothing to protect him.

It suddenly occurred to me that back then on the small hillside of Jinshui Town, he had gone mad and called him daughter-in-law. Now that I think about it again, I seem to see the surprise that flashed in his eyes at that time, and the faint smile that appeared in his ears. flush.

It's really like a golden silk scale to pick apart the mandarin duck Xipa, and get a deep love and cast a beautiful woman forever.

Lu Wangchuan was lying on the table, looking at his sleeping face with his chin resting on the table, reached out and gently touched his black feather-like eyelashes, and called out with a smile: "Daughter-in-law!"

Duan Zhongshu suddenly opened his eyes as if he had sensed something, and grabbed his fingers.

Lu Wangchuan looked at him with a shameless smile, and when he was about to start teasing him, he saw a few streaks of blood-red light flashing across his darkened eyes.

Duan Chongshu suddenly jumped up, threw out the folding fan in his sleeve and pointed at Hong Po: "Where is the monster!"

The stone table fell apart under his hands, and the frightened old woman fell to the ground.

Lu Wangchuan didn't react for a moment, he looked at him blankly and thought, isn't this person drunk?Drunken?

What kind of wine is this? It has a lot of stamina.

"He he he, did he drink the wine made by Lady Rose?"

Lu Wangchuan stopped in front of Hong Po, and said to Duan Chongshu: "Don't make trouble" and then asked her: "The wine shop on the street? Is that the proprietress? What's the origin?"

"Mr. Xiao doesn't know something. She is not a restaurant proprietress."

According to Hong Po, that woman is not a human being, but the spirit incarnation of a rose flower, she is quite a cultivated flower demon.

A long time ago, there was a temple in this village. The abbot of the temple was a young eminent monk. This flower demon was a rose flower planted by the eminent monk under the window of his meditation room. Er, who cultivated his soul and turned into a human being, in order to repay his teaching, he often accompanied the eminent monk by his side, copied scriptures and made tea during the day, and added incense to his red sleeves at night.

After a few years, the flower demon actually had an affair with the eminent monk, and entrusted her with infatuation, and paid her sincerely. However, he got the high-level, and all the love and desires in the world have long been empty, so he drove her away from the temple. However, the flower demon lingered infatuatedly, and did something that all infatuated women in the world seem to do, and used it to destroy her cultivation base.

She brewed a jug of wine with her original rose flower, and then dripped blood into the wine after destroying herself. As long as he drank the wine, her primordial spirit would see the flesh and take root in his body, drink the blood and grow, The two merged into one, how could he drive her away?

However, he saw through her thoughts, and the eminent monk angrily uprooted a rose flower under the window of the meditation room, breaking up her century-old cultivation, and nailed her soul into a dry and dying peach tree. .

An infatuated beauty died instantly.

The word love is the most harmful. It is always placed in a place that everyone can get at their fingertips, but they can't reach it. If you get it, you will be happy all your life.

The flower demon has been cultivating in the peach tree for a hundred years with her unforgettable resentment. A hundred years later, the eminent monk has disappeared, and perhaps it is unknown if she has achieved a positive result. However, she will never be human again after a hundred years. .

Hundreds of people in Peach Blossom Town died at her hands. She resented the flourishing flowers and the beauties and green girls, so she taught Peach Blossom Town, which was once luxuriant in peach forests like a fairyland, withered thousands of trees overnight, and its splendor decayed, casting a poisonous fog.

She chose a beautiful name for the wine she tricked the eminent monks to drink, Peach Blossom Kalpa. Anyone who has peach blossoms in his heart can drink it into a kalpa. Aphrodisiac.

She stays in the present foggy city, waiting for every passerby, and persuading them to drink a drink, so that they can walk out alive without distracting thoughts, and those who have been hit by this peach blossom disaster will be lost in the poisonous fog until The flesh and blood spirit was sucked dry by the poisonous mist, and he withered to death.

Lu Wangchuan was not surprised that Duan Chongshu was involved in this catastrophe. Although his mortal heart had already been given up, he still had demons in his heart.

Xiao Junzi also said: "If you don't have a heart demon, where does your demon come from?!"

☆, Wushan Cloudy Night [[-]]

The heart demon is more deadly than the mortal heart. The mortal heart is only about love and desire, while the heart demon is born from the demonization of obsession. Enmity entanglement.

No one can tell what a heart demon is, let's roughly compare it to desire.

In the face of desire, Zhuang Sheng turns into a butterfly, his beauty turns into a bone, no one can hide from him.

Although Duan Chongshu was still imposing at this time, he was a bit aggressive. The folding fan slipped from his hand before he could shake it off, and he staggered in disorder.

Lu Wangchuan held his arm, but calmly asked Hong Po: "This legend is amazing, do you mean we are trapped here?"

"That's right, that wine is also known as Diao Fan Xin, even if you have only one demon, it will give you ten points, it's harmful - that woman is specially designed to destroy the cultivation of those who practice Taoism."

Heart demon?

Lu Wangchuan looked back at him, only to see that he was still drunk, but his brows were tightly knit and his head was sweating profusely, as if he was trying his best to suppress some kind of power in his body.

"Will you go mad? Or...explode and die?"

"I don't know, I think this gentleman's internal strength is extraordinary, it probably just makes him trapped in the inner palace and cannot advance."

"Why am I okay?"

"Hey, it means that you are upright and upright, and you don't have any thoughts backlogged into demonic nature. This is a good thing"

In other words, he is heartless and heartless.

Lu Wangchuan put his arm around his neck, and was very calm and silent for a while, just thinking about what his inner demon is.

However, this is simply too easy to guess, what else is there besides Nie Huayin.

He couldn't admit it or not, he gritted his teeth and suddenly had the urge to push the person who fell on him away, but it was just an urge.

Just as he was holding Duan Chongshu, who was drunk and drunk and crazy, as a stick in place, Hong Po showed him a bright way.

"If you go further up, there is Lengyue Spring on the mountainside. It is a place for people who have lost their minds to heal their wounds. Go there and try your luck."

Thanks to the old man, Lu Wangchuan supported him and walked towards the mountainside, within half an hour, he heard the sound of lingling water passing through the emerald green bamboo forest to his ears.

Walking along the cobblestone path in the bamboo forest, the bamboo forest became denser and the sound of the water became clearer and clearer. Finally, I found a spring surrounded by green bamboos. There are several bamboo huts a few steps away from the bank. , the interior is spacious and elegant, the only bed cabinets and a few benches are all made of bamboo, simple and delicate, but also pleasantly fragrant.

Putting the unconscious person on the bed in the back room, he came to the edge of Leng Yuequan and reached out to explore.

It's cold, it's bitingly cold, it's as cold as freezing when you put your hands in it, but there's nothing else.

The fog on the mountain is much thinner, especially in this place surrounded by bamboo forests, there is only a thin layer left, maybe it is still the moisture rising from the water surface, it is also night at this time, and the moon in the sky seems to be foggy. Putting on a white gauze, it slowly passed through the shadowy clouds, and the light sprinkled down lightly, like a clear frost.

Beauty is still very beautiful, but this is obviously not the time to appreciate the beauty.

He squatted by the water's edge and stared at the mist on the water surface expressionlessly, his eyes that no one could see through were deeper and more gloomy...Suddenly, he glanced sideways at the direction of the bamboo house, He got up and dusted off his robe, and went down the mountain.

The goal of going down the mountain is very clear. I touched the wine shop along the way and saw the beauty drinking alone under the moon.

When the proprietress saw him, she smiled before saying anything: "Dear guest, are you here to drink with me?"

Lu Wangchuan walked to the table, picked up a jug of wine and said, "No, I'm just here to ask for a drink."

"Hehehe, feel better, don't you?"

"Well, it is indeed a good thing"

Lu Wangchuan hugged the wine jar, turned around and left, took a step and then stopped, pulled out the long sword on his back very casually and swiftly, turned around and slashed diagonally at the proprietress's shoulder.

The proprietress looked at him with a smile, she didn't move at all, and she didn't hide. When Feng Chen split her body, her body scattered into a peach blossom, which seemed to be swaying down from the peach forest, and the fragrance of flowers filled the sky in an instant.

Lu Wangchuan watched those peach blossoms condense, whirl, and then gradually fly away.

"Whoever comes from the south to the north to the world of mortals can escape the disaster of peach blossoms—"

The woman's singing gradually drifted away.

Playing tricks...

Lu Wangchuan put away his sword, didn't bother her, and went back the same way with the wine jar in his arms.

Walking on the path among the bamboo groves, he pulled out the lid of the wine, raised his head and smoked half of the jar in one breath, for no other reason than to build up his courage.

However, just as he walked out of the bamboo forest with his front feet, he froze with his back feet, and the wine in his mouth almost spewed out before he could swallow it!

...In fact, it's nothing, just a person sitting in the cold moon spring, throwing a few clothes on the shore, the person sits in the water and meditates, with his eyes closed and a dignified expression, his long hair leans over his waist, and the tail of his hair Entering the water, the water ripples gently on his waist...

Nothing really, are they all men——

Lu Wangchuan silently wiped the corners of his lips, stared at the man in the water who was concentrating on meditating for a while, then walked quickly into the bamboo house, found a wine jug, poured a full jug of wine, and came out again.

Standing on the shore, he held the flagon with one hand, untied his belt with the other and threw it on the ground. He threw it impartially on the scattered white clothes, and in a blink of an eye, another black robe fell...

With only a pair of trousers and a plain white shirt left on his body, Lu Wangchuan took the wine jug into the water, and slowly walked towards him with the cold spring water dripping.

Duan Chongshu didn't seem to notice his approach at all, and he was still meditating in the water without moving. If it wasn't for the fact that his upper body was not fully clothed at this time, and he lacked a bra, it would be no different from sitting in meditation.

Lu Wangchuan silently and leisurely stopped in front of him, silently looking at his face, his eyes were pure and focused.

Who said that beauty is a disaster, sometimes, blue beauty is even more misleading.

His jade-like skin was soaked in water, droplets of water condensed on his smooth muscles, or water lines gradually flowed down... There was no injury on his body, except for the three-inch-long streak on his heart The scars, at least there are no scars visible at this time.

He stared deeply at the scar on his chest for a while, then picked up a handful of water and sprinkled it on his chest, several streams of water flowed from his fingertips to his skin, and slid out a few meandering lines. The continuous water pattern, the water drops rolled down, and finally submerged into the spring water surrounding his waist and abdomen, followed by rippling, making people itch...

Duan Chongshu frowned, lifted his eyelids and slowly opened them.

Lu Wangchuan met his eyes, Huoer smiled, then sank down, plunged into the spring water, causing the water surface to turmoil.

Duan Chongshu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the person floating shallowly under the water. His black hair was scattered under the water like a bottle of ink, deep and shallow, undulating and faint.. ....Before the ink dissipated, he jumped out of the water unexpectedly and splashed himself with water, but he was smiling like a child who had succeeded in a prank.

"Are you sober?"

Lu Wangchuan was drenched all over, and looked at him with a smile. The white underwear on his body was soaked in water, and it became almost transparent, and it was tightly attached to his body. Under the cold and slippery material, his tempting body was exposed.

However, his question was redundant. Duan Chongshu was obviously not sober, or not so much. At most, he stopped making noise and calmed down, which was exactly what he wanted.

Although he was not quite sober yet, when Duan Zhongshu saw his appearance, his eyes froze for a moment, then he closed his eyes tightly and his jaw tightened.

"Is the water cold?"

Lu Wangchuan took another step forward, so close that he couldn't get close, leaned over slightly, put his lips on the side of his neck and whispered: "It's very cold, just warm it up—"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he clearly saw that his jaw tightened again.

He raised his eyes and looked at his frowning eyebrows, a lingering smile appeared on the corner of his lips, raised his left hand high, and tilted the wine pot in his hand downwards, the wine in the pot flowed along the spout Flowed down and into the pool water.

The wine and water merged in a blink of an eye, and the water and milk were inseparable from each other, and then flowed wantonly, spreading to fill the pool...

Lu Wangchuan's right hand was not idle either, it quietly walked around behind his ear, spread his five fingers and hid them under the root of his hair, and slowly and gently climbed up against his scalp like a spider crawling on silk. ...then stopped under his bun, and gently stretched it out...

A head of black hair spread out in his hands like this, and fell on his shoulders in an instant, and the ends of the hair fell into the water and stirred slightly.

"......what are you doing"

“The water is so cold”

Lu Wangchuan pulled a lock of his hair around his fingers, stepped back a little, looked into his eyes and smiled, "Aren't you cold?"

"......No"

"Lie, you are very cold, and so am I, look"

As he spoke, he threw the jug onto the water and put his hand on his shoulder. The moment his cool palm touched his skin, he clearly felt a sudden tightening on his body, as hard as ice.

"It's very cold, isn't it? Drink some wine to warm up your body, okay?"

He picked up the jug floating on the water, he lifted the jug and raised his head, the remaining wine in the jug flowed out of the spout and into his mouth, but the wine was no longer cool and delicious, but dry and hot... ...

Duan Chongshu, who had been sitting stiff for a long time, suddenly stood up from the water, as if he wanted to leave, but he was still drunk at this time, and coupled with his inner demons and unconsciousness, he couldn't stand firmly at once, and stepped on the wet and smooth bottom of the pool The pebble fell down again, I just felt dizzy, my mind turned upside down for a while, it seemed to be very drowsy, but it was very clear...

At least, he can still recognize the person in front of him.

Lu Wangchuan poured the last sip of wine into his mouth unhurriedly, then suddenly threw the jug onto the bank with force, and after a crisp sound, the jug shattered into pieces.

A piece of broken porcelain flew close to his ear, and Duan Chongshu turned his head to look at the jug he had smashed on the bank, but someone grabbed his shoulder suddenly, and then slipped his foot again and fell into the water.

Lu Wangchuan leaned over and grabbed his shoulders, pushed him into the water with a splash of water, sealed his lips in the continuous flow of water, and poured the last sip of wine into his mouth... .

"Duan Chongshu, this is a dream. You are drunk, and I am drunk too. We are both dreaming, the same dream."

The spring water filled with half a jug of wine is gradually hot and hot like a pack of realgar powder sprinkled on it, and the struggling monsters and ghosts in the water are appearing under the moon...

These two people who have stolen half a day's leisure, one is willing, the other is deceiving themselves, and under the boiling realgar wine, they have a dream of Spring and Autumn together.

At this moment, they are all tenants in the world of mortals, they are all ordinary people, they are all trapped in the secular world and cannot extricate themselves, why not spend half a day at ease, the seven emotions and six desires are just a foot of tulle, half-covered and half-covered human desires.The Buddhist precepts lost to Yiye Ermeng in the storm.

It is only natural to take advantage of the warmth of fish and water, and it is by no means unrestrained. When desires are suppressed by rules and bound by frameworks, unless they can be trapped in a prison, one day when spring sprouts, how ruthless will the desires suppressed in autumn and winter be? There was so much fanaticism at the time of the outbreak, moths were willing to burn with it, and the lights of the fishing boats burned the cold water of the river into a flaming glow.

There is no should or should not, only reluctance.

The fish are happy, the water is cool, the wine is thick and warm, Wushan is cloudy and rainy night, in the storm, there are all over the mountains and plains, and the food and sex flowers are overwhelming——

☆, You gave birth to me but I did not give birth 【[-]】

You gave birth to me before I was born, and you gave birth to me to be old.

You hate my late birth, I hate your early birth.

You gave birth to me before I was born, and you gave birth to me to be old.

Hate not to be born at the same time, and be good with you every day.

I gave birth to you before I was born, and I am already old after giving birth to you.

we live far away from each other--

"I was born before you were born, and I am already old when you were born. I turned into a butterfly to find flowers, and lived in fragrant grass every night..."

The woman in the peach-colored dress bent down to pick an orchid covered with dew, sang a sad and gentle tune, and slowly swayed her waist and walked towards the green shadow of the bamboo forest.

"Hate not born at the same time, be good to you every day, turn into a butterfly to find flowers, and live in fragrant grass every night... Haha, good morning, my lord"

In the thin morning light, on the bank of Lengyue Spring, which was filled with mist, a man was sitting. He was wearing a loose white coat, sitting on the bank with his trousers rolled up to his knees. , his right foot was hanging in the spring water, shaking gently every now and then, and the calm spring water in the morning was lingering when he poured it.

Lu Wangchuan tilted his head and glanced at the beautiful woman standing by the bamboo forest, the corners of his lips slanted, and he said lazily: "It's not early, the girl is early, it's hard for you to listen to the bottom of the wall all night, I'm tired."

As he said that, he also hung his left leg into the spring water, propped his hands on the ground lazily and casually, fell backward slightly, raised his head and closed his eyes and took a long breath, the loose underwear slipped off his right shoulder, Showing bruises of varying shades of purple on the skin above the collarbone...  

"My lord was joking, you are the one who suffers."

"Fortunately, you are still a daughter, so you are shameless when you say such things."

"...What do you mean, my lord?"

Lu Wangchuan smiled silently, opened his eyes and turned to look at her, and said with a smile, "Let's open the skylight and speak honestly, Mr. Liu Sizhui."

Standing by the bamboo grove was the proprietress of the restaurant who had disappeared into peach blossoms last night. She didn't seem surprised when she heard Lu Wangchuan's words, nor was she annoyed at being exposed. After dusting off the dress, his face changed into a different person. There was very little difference in appearance from the proprietress of the wine shop. The appearance was very similar, but it made people look like two different people. It seemed that the charm between the eyebrows and eyes was completely different. The proprietress Pretty and charming like a young girl, but she is gloomy and desolate, with murderous intent in her eyes.

"I should have thought of that"

Lu Wangchuan said slowly: "The Misty City, Peach Blossom Town, Miss Qiangwei, and Hongyue Po are all tricks created by you. This town is actually a Taowu formation... You have worked so hard You framed me into the battle, and gave me a peach blossom calamity, what are you trying to do?"

Liu Sizhui sneered: "What are you plotting? Are you like me, just to break Duan Chongshu's cultivation and make him not a Buddha?"

She beat him head-on like this, and really stopped him from asking, and nodded after a long time: "That's right, so we have a good understanding, then?"

"I don't want him to become a Buddha. I want to destroy him. What are you doing for?"

"......hey-hey"

Lu Wangchuan smirked twice in a daze, shook his feet and splashed water and said, "Just treat me like you, I have to say thank you to you this time because of emotion and reason."

Liu Sizhui sneered with a smile: "You really have ulterior motives and sinister intentions, Mr. Wang Chuan, I really sympathize with the one who shared your bed with you in different dreams."

"I have won the award, is there anything else?"

"You are happy to be trapped by others, so you are not afraid that I will never let you out?"

Lu Wangchuan glanced at him: "Do you have this ability? If you lose your soul, won't the formation you set up be broken?"

He spoke so lightly that he looked at the person in front of him no differently from the person who was about to die.

Liu Sizhui also understands that today's Lu Wangchuan is not what it used to be. Although he doesn't have Nie Huayin's demonic nature, the root of evil has already been established, so he said: "You have no benevolence. If you become a demon, the world will harm you."

"what--"

Lu Wangchuan turned his head and smiled incredulously, "Speaking from your mouth, it's almost like a thief shouting to catch a thief, you and I laugh at each other, son, no, girl, don't say that I'm still a boy now. Child of a good family, even if I am really possessed, it is easy to kill you, so, Duan Chongshu, you should stop making plans with him, you are not worthy"

Liu Sizhui held back his anger and asked, "What about you? Are you worthy?"

Lu Wangchuan raised his leg and splashed water: "You don't care if I am worthy or not, even if I am not, what can you do to me, girl"

Liu Sizhui stared at him indifferently for a long time, then turned and left with a sneer.

"Lu Wangchuan, you will not die well"

"According to your auspicious words, hey, someone asked me to send a message to Xiao Junzi, the clothes will disappear, and I hope the old man will sacrifice the first seven."

I don't know if Liu Sizhui heard these words, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lu Wangchuan sat on the bank and washed his feet for a while. With one hand on his waist, he got up with some difficulty, and returned to the quiet and closed bamboo hut.

On the carved canopy bed in the inner room, the red curtains on both sides of the bed that showed the clouds and phoenixes hung down and closed tightly, covering the scene inside without revealing anything. Yes, I used too much force and almost broke the bedpost. At that time, Lu Wangchuan laughed and said, it was too dark, so I should leave a lamp...

The lamp was not lit, because the two turbulent crimson bed curtains were hotter and brighter than the raging fire and burning clouds...

Lu Wangchuan casually threw the clothes he brought in on the ground, walked into the inner room and lifted the bed curtain to see that Duan Chongshu was still asleep, lying on his side outside, with a thin blue brocade quilt wrapped around his waist .

Lu Wangchuan stood by the bed, pursed his lips and smiled, climbed onto the bed lightly, lifted the quilt and lay down inside.

He looked at the top of the bed and exhaled secretly, then turned his head to look at the sleeping man who was close at hand, reached into the quilt with his right hand and touched his warm palm, held it gently, and then closed his hand. Eye.

Lu Wangchuan was really tired, so he slept deeply, but when his fingers twitched slightly, he opened his eyes immediately.

"...early"

He turned over and lay on his side, pillowed on his arm, and looked at Duan Chongshu with a smile, like a lazy cat with a contented face lying on the entrance of an alley in spring to bask in the warmth.

The moment Duan Chongshu opened his eyes, his eyes met his without any deviation, as if they had been considered several times with precision.

At this time, his eyes were calm and even without waves, but his eyes were too powerful, focused and charged, like a strong bow full of strength, which could penetrate the soul.

Under his gaze, Lu Wangchuan suddenly began to panic, even a little scared. In his impression, Duan Chongshu had never looked at him with such aggressive eyes. It seemed that under his gaze, all his thoughts were lost. There was nothing to hide, everything that he tried to hide was exposed in front of him, and it made him... frightened.

What does he know?

Lu Wangchuan suddenly asked himself this question, and then stopped himself.

No, does he have something shady to hide from him?

The answer was no, but he himself had forgotten that in front of Duan Chongshu, Lu Wangchuan was a fake, that is, he was completely 'deceived'.

He won't know.

Lu Wangchuan convinced himself in this way, so he said again: "Morning"

Duan Chongshu's stone-like eyebrows and eyes remained unchanged for a long time, as if he didn't see him, didn't hear him, and seemed to be caught in a real fog through his eyes.

"......morning"

Lu Wangchuan saw his eyes shrinking in an instant, leaving behind a layer of blue sea clouds, slightly raised the corners of his lips and said good morning, then leaned over and kissed the corners of his own lips lightly. .....

The change of the torrential rain and wind was too fast, Lu Wangchuan was taken aback by his kiss, and it took him a long time to purse the corners of his lips and laugh silently.

After thinking too much, this person is clearly... enlightened.

Duan Chongshu lifted the bed curtain and got out of bed with bare feet, and walked towards the scattered clothes on the ground with his upper body bare.

Lu Wangchuan sat up slowly, his brows and eyes were calm, and the corners of his lips were rippling with a smile like circles of water...

I thought he would throw a tantrum and deny anyone when he woke up. After all, he was the one who had been bewildering and seducing him last night. It could even be said that he was taking advantage of his danger. The rules and regulations he had followed for hundreds of years disappeared overnight. Sounds, but he is always the initiator.

Glancing at the man wearing the belt with his back turned to him, Lu Wangchuan felt a little embarrassed.

Who is sleeping who?Why does it seem that the girl of Huang Hua was forcibly taken over by the bandits, and in the end she had to pay for it, "You are troubled, official".

...I don't want to think about it anymore, the more I think about it, the more heartwarming I am.

Lu Wangchuan threw off the quilt and jumped out of the bed, but unexpectedly his feet slipped as soon as they hit the ground, he fell on his back with an ouch, and he didn't get up for a long time after pressing his waist.

This was terrible, my back was sore and backache, but now this happened again, my waist was completely twisted.

Hiss...it hurts!

Duan Chongshu heard a lot of movement behind him, looked back, and laughed out of nowhere, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of clever and cunning smiles.

It's like the spring breeze blowing the February flowers red, and the garden is full of flowers and shadows in an instant, the birds are flying and the butterflies are dancing, the sky and the earth are clear in an instant, all the filth and haze are dispelled by the corner of his eyes. …

It turns out that there is such a kind of people in the world, who were born in troubled times, grew up in the world of mortals, and suffered all the joys and sorrows of the world, but they have been washed by thousands of people in the world of mortals to have a pure and unique character.

Recalling the first time I saw him, there was no throbbing at this moment, only the surprise of meeting him for the first time in my memory. I was amazed at how there could be such a good-looking man in this world, and I was also surprised at how I chose to trust him inexplicably. Wanting to honor him as a father, now that I think about it, it's really naive.

How can there be so many chance encounters in this world, in the end, they are all guests from other places...

Lu Wangchuan sat slumped on the ground, smiled too, and reached out to him.

Duan Chongshu went back to help him up, handed him his clothes, and then turned his head to look at the bright noon sun streaming in from the window.

"It's Autumn"

Lu Wangchuan heard him say: "The water in autumn is the clearest, and it is a good season for fishing."

"...do you still fish?"

"In the past, I often fished, and just sitting in the back mountain was a whole day"

Nie Huayin also complained that every year at the beginning of spring and the end of summer, he could not be found. He had to search along the river for half a day to find him. I was really anxious...

The corner of Lu Wangchuan's lips curled up, and he said, "According to your patience, you won't be able to catch all the fish in the river."

Duan Chongshu looked back at him: "Want to go? Now"

Lu Wangchuan was taken aback: "Why? Fishing? I can't afford to fish, it's not too bad to fish in the river."

A white shadow flashed in front of him, he walked slowly to the window and pushed open the two wooden windows, raised his hand to lean on the window sill, lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes where he couldn't see, his eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his eyebrows frowned. The room seemed to be locked in a violent storm with nowhere to vent.

Lu Wangchuan couldn't see it, he could only see his tall and tall back, and the gorgeous sunlight painted a layer of dazzling brilliance around his figure, like ink falling into the water, faintly smudged.

"...Huh? Why is your hair so messy?"

Lu Wangchuan held his wrist and pulled him to the outer hall.

There is a small table made of bamboo in the hall. On the table is a simple and old bronze mirror. There is also a half-worn wooden comb. It looks like a dressing table for a daughter. They entered the room last night. In a hurry, I naturally didn't notice the furnishings in the room. This dressing table was only discovered by Lu Wangchuan this morning.

Pushing him down on the stool and sitting down, Lu Wangchuan put his hands on his shoulders, bent down and looked at the pair of yellow and blurred figures in the mirror, and said with a smile, "Let me comb your hair, lady?"

"......what?"

Lu Wangchuan chuckled, covered it up with a few jokes, and faltered a few words, who made you look so good-looking, my mother said, brides are always the prettiest... .

Duan Chongshu's face imprinted in the bronze mirror was blurred, and his facial features were even distorted, so the emotions on his face were completely covered up.

Lu Wangchuan held his headband in his mouth, held his hair in his palm with one hand, and carefully combed it from the root to the end with a wooden comb in the other hand. It's just that he is so big, let alone combing other people's hair. When tidying myself up, I wish I could tie a knot with a hair tie, so that I don't have to unpack and wash it for the rest of my life. It's a fucking first time to comb a man's hair carefully and with all my heart.

He was still biting the headband, and poked his tongue out and asked, "Does it hurt? Is it too tight?"

Duan Chongshu was silent: "Well, you can relax a bit more."

"Yeah, I got it"

After a long time of busy work, Duan Chongshu pulled out more than a dozen strands of his hair, which made him feel very distressed. Fortunately, Huangtian paid off, and this hair is finally combed.

Just when Lu Wangchuan wrapped his hair with a hairband that was stained with his own saliva, he suddenly asked after hearing the silence for a long time: "After you go out, what are your plans?"

His hand suddenly loosened, and the bundled hair almost fell apart again. Lu Wangchuan quickly clenched his hands tightly, wrapped the hairband carefully and said, "What do you think? How about you give me a plan?"

Duan Chongshu said: "I know that you are setting up a formation at Bailuya in an attempt to destroy the Great Seal of Bailuya"

Lu Wangchuan confessed: "Well, it's not done yet."

At the same time, he also murmured in his heart, did he not remember anything after waking up?Forgot everything?Originally, it was a good thing for him to forget, so as to save him the trouble of arguing, but he was very unwilling, how could he forget it as soon as he said it, and forget it so easily.

His scalp hurt so badly from his strangulation, Duan Zhongshu pressed his temple and said, "If you insist on