Please fall in love with a dangerous god

Yu Zhehong wanted to extend his magic claws to the pair of wings as early as last night, but at that time one of his hands was held by Bo Yin, and it was difficult to operate, so he didn't do it.

Now that Mr. Bo is awake, of course he will bring it up.

He touched the wings while talking, and Boyin didn't have time to stop, so Yu Zhehong touched the tip of the wings a few times.

He froze visibly to the naked eye, and grabbed Yu Zhehong's hand: "You...!"

Yu Zhehong didn't expect him to react so strongly: "Huh?"

Bo Yin seemed to be a little annoyed, frowning, holding his hand but not daring to use too much force, the wings on his back even tended to spread out, but retracted restrainedly.

...Yu Zhehong felt as if he saw a white cat that almost exploded.

With deep blue eyes, Bo Yin said, "No."

Yu Zhehong originally thought it was a very simple request.

But there seems to be...a problem.

He tilted his head, wanting to die, and asked, "Why?"

Bo Yin looked at him and said indifferently, "There is no reason."

No, it means something.Yu Zhehong folded her hands, feeling very puzzled.

Since Mr. Bo didn't say anything, he had no choice but to check it later. I don't know if there are related books in the library.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhehong stopped pressing her.His mechanical life forms played for a while, and received a message saying that the maple saplings had arrived.Of course, the delivery point is not in Chinnes, but in the city below, and he has to pick it up.

"Teacher Bo, do you want to plant some trees with me?" Yu Zhehong suddenly thought after reading the message, "After all, Chinnes is yours, so it is more meaningful."

There is probably only one person in the world who invites gods to plant trees together.

He looked at Boyin with that pitiful look again, "Are you okay?"

Bo Yin: "..."

Bo Yin still said the same words: "No."

Yu Zhehong keenly noticed that he was not as resistant as before, and said: "That means yes! Good teacher Bo, let's go."

Bo Yin was expressionless, and was pulled away by Yu Zhehong's sleeves.His current juvenile form has lost a lot of deterrence. Yu Zhehong was not afraid of him at first, but now he wants to go to the house to expose the tiles.

Yu Zhehong looked up, a little dazed.

Huh? ... Teacher Bo's ears are a little red, aren't they?

He looked carefully, but didn't.

Could it be an illusion?

The two took the white bird to the nearest parcel station in the city below.

This is an unknown third-tier city. The city's weather management system is working diligently, using rainwater to evenly water the plants on the roadside.The leaves of the trees are fresh and green, and pedestrians are either wearing colorful raincoats or holding umbrellas, looking peaceful.

"Teacher Bo, I have a way for you not to be invisible." Yu Zhehong was serious, but the proposal was not serious, "We wear raincoats."

He was clearly prepared, and put a raincoat on Boyin with lightning speed.

Bo Yin looked down.

A raincoat with small pink flowers on a white background.

Boyin looked up at Yu Zhehong.

With a calm demeanor, Yu Zhehong also put on a rainbow-colored raincoat for herself, which was even more childish than the one on Boyin.

Bo Yin: "..."

Yu Zhehong explained: "My ID card was forged by myself, it would be bad if I was caught."

Boyin thought, do you look like you are afraid of being caught?

The two, dressed like over-age children, entered the parcel sorting station under the side-eyes of passers-by.Yu Zhehong looked at it for a while with a sneaky look, then waved: "Let's go."

Much like a child playing house spy.

Bo Yin felt that this person didn't come to get the package at all, but to find an excuse to play.

Yu Zhehong's fake ID card had been scanned and signed by Green Pigeon's photo before, but I don't know if he can successfully swipe his card at the post station.

Out of caution, the surname on his identity card is the homonym of "Yu", Yu Zhehong.

Yu Zhehong also took out the fake Boyin's ID card by the way, name: Bo Xiaobai.

Boyin glanced at it, and wanted to leave with a sullen face, but was pulled back by Yu Zhehong.

As it turned out, the forgery was so successful that the machine couldn't tell the difference.Facing his courier number, the staff at the post station quickly covered their mouths with their hands: "Pfft...cough cough, so that's your package?"

Yu Zhehong bought hundreds of small saplings in one go, almost occupying a compartment, breaking through the package, displaying the greenery happily, and the scene was spectacular.

Bo Yin glanced at it: "..."

The station restrained his facial expression: "As his boyfriend, you should go up and help." What's more, he is a person with limited legs and feet.

He tried to pat Boyin on the shoulder, but before touching Boyin, his wrist was blocked by a thin mechanical arm.

The boy in front of him had black hair and blue eyes. The silver mechanical arm protruded from his hood like a silver snake.The station staff met his eyes, shuddered, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

This person... is scary.But after the man retracted the robotic arm, he looked away and silently stepped forward to help.

Yu Zhehong was slowly collecting the saplings into the space ring, and Boyin just stepped forward, and all the saplings in front of him disappeared.

He said, "Let's go." After speaking, the figures of the two disappeared into the air.

The staff at the post station rubbed their eyes: "What the hell?"

... If it wasn't for the courier number, he would almost think it was a hallucination.

The post station staff was stunned, and lowered their hair to post:

[666, today I saw a local rich couple, the spiritual power is so high that you can’t see the depth, visually inspect the family’s hundreds of acres of land, plant dozens of acres of trees, wake up every day on a big bed that is 500 meters away...]

Yu Zhehong only remembered when he returned to Chinnes: "Ah, did I not buy tools?"

Planting a tree seems to require a shovel, what else is there?

Bo Yin looked at him with disdainful eyes, as if to say: You just remembered?

He said, "Come with me."

Yu Zhehong saw that he had been prepared for a long time, and suddenly became curious.

In his mind, the appearance of Bo Yin, Han, Chi, Chi, and Chi, planting the land appeared.

Bo Yin: "...No."

Although he didn't know what Yu Zhehong was thinking, it was definitely not a good thing.

He motioned for Yu Zhehong to follow him.

Traveling through the woods all the way, Yu Zhehong found that Boyin was deliberately walking into the building complex.

On the first day he arrived here, he became curious about these empty buildings, but he hadn't entered it yet, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Even looking at these empty rooms in daylight, there is an inexplicable gloomy atmosphere.They form a city, and Yu Zhehong can even see the well-displayed furniture in the house through the window, as if waiting for someone to move in at any time.

However, there will never be a guest.

——In horror novels, this kind of house is lived by ghosts, but Yu Zhehong didn't go in because he was afraid of ghosts, but because he thought that Boyin might have some other purpose in building these buildings, so it's better not to rush in good.

Although he likes to die, he also knows not to mess with other people's things.

They stopped in front of a white building.

This house is double-storey, and there are many green plants planted outside the house, and climbing wall plants cover the walls.

Yu Zhehong stretched out his hand to push, those vines had already entangled the doorknob, and they cut it off with spiritual power before pushing it open.

There is also a lot of furniture inside, and besides that, there are a lot of...farming tools like hoes and showers?

Yu Zhehong: "?"

He never expected it to be like this inside, and asked, "This is...?"

For a while, Bo Yin didn't speak.

Then, Yu Zhehong heard him say: "I made this house in imitation of the Temple of the God of Grass Marsh."

Yu Zhehong was slightly startled.

Bo Yin's eyes fell on the building complex in the distance outside the window.

"The God of Grass, the God of Fire, the God of Dragon Marks, the God of Hundred Flowers... the God of Water." Bo Yin said, "...I imitated many temples."

At first he didn't actually have this idea.

But his life was too long, and Chinnes was too open. When he lifted Chinnes up to the sky 100 years ago, there was nothing here, only disorderly flowers and trees.

The first thing he built was the central white tower, which was compared to his previous temple.

But he soon discovered that when there was only the White Tower, the place looked... more empty than when there was nothing.

So next he started adding buildings.

If there is one, there will be two, the first is the mother god, then the gods he is familiar with, and then the gods he has met before, and the gods he has heard of before...

It may not be the same as the original temple, and he doesn't remember so much.

If you can't think of it, just think about what kind of temple the protoss might be; if you still can't think of it, then just do it casually.

Anyway, he was just to pass the time, no one would care what he did.

Those of the same race who died will never live in it.

Yu Zhehong: "How many buildings like this... are there?"

Bo Yin said: "I can't remember clearly."

Yu Zhehong was silent for a moment, and followed Boyin's attention to the buildings.

Can't remember.Too much.

Enough to form a city.

In the rain, these uninhabited buildings are as silent as tombs.

In a sense, it is indeed a grave.

Yu Zhehong lightly brushed the clean desktop.

They waited for hundreds of years for the second person to set foot.

The two returned to the pavilion.On the way back, Yu Zhehong kept observing Boyin's expression.

Seeing that his heart was still white, Yu Zhehong was secretly relieved.The topic about the empty house just now didn't make him feel bad.

Under the pavilion is a valley with a stream running through it, which is the place Yu Zhehong has been looking for for a long time before he settles on it.

The valley is full of maple trees, and the red color in autumn must be beautiful.

Even with the tools, it is impossible for Bo Yin to plant trees himself. Yu Zhehong, who is in a wheelchair, wanted to do it himself, but he was not allowed.

Next, Yu Zhehong saw an astonishing scene: the rulers were summoned from the formation space, brandishing shovels and conscientiously planting trees.

Yu Zhehong: "...As expected of you."

He turned his head to look at Bo Yin, but he didn't look bad, and he was startled when he saw it, "Teacher Bo?!"

Boyin frowned, pressed his forehead and took a step back, sitting in the pavilion.

"Yu Zhe..." He raised his eyes, wanting to call Yu Zhehong over, but before finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again and fell asleep leaning against the stone pillar.

Bo Yin seemed a little unwilling, and his expression showed a little bit.Frowning made this young man's face much more vivid.

Yu Zhehong hurried over: "Bo Yin!"

This time he slept even more deeply than last time, and even the white owl didn't come over to speak.As soon as he fell asleep, those rulers also stopped moving, and stood frozen in the mud one by one.

Yu Zhehong said in his heart that this is not possible.

Boyin doesn't seem to know how long her sleep period will last, but falling asleep anytime and anywhere like this is always a hidden danger, like a machine whose power is suddenly cut off.

In fact, Yu Zhehong has always guessed that Boyin should be a very young god when the gods fell.

It is likely that he has not experienced hibernation, and no other protoss has mentored him.

... tricky.

Yu Zhehong pinched the center of her eyebrows, supported Boyin with flowers and trees, and thought while walking towards the White Tower.

During the dormant period, and the physical condition is very similar to that of the human race, is the human sleep therapy method useful for the current Bo teacher? ...

Arriving at the White Tower, Yu Zhehong found that there was really no bed on the top floor: "..."

He had no choice but to put Bo Yin on his bed.

Boyin fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up when moving.But he didn't sleep well, and his brows kept frowning, as if he had a nightmare and was very irritable.

He hardly ever showed such overt emotion in his waking hours.

Yu Zhehong's mood was also cast a shadow.

He covered Boyin with a quilt, and gently closed the door.But at this moment, he suddenly heard an ethereal voice——

"Why do you think he treats you well? Hehe, it's just that he feels guilty..."

The author has something to say: just some twists and turns.All the salted eggs I wrote are sweet!

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of ear seed~