I overturned the car after being scumbag

Jiang Yuanhan turned over on the bed.

It's true that my body can't beat him, but I didn't take it to heart before, and I didn't think that a temporary lack of strength could cause any major incidents.

He looked down at his wrist, the golden handcuffs had sunk down, hiding his figure dimly.But Jiang Yuanhan still clearly remembered the scene where Li Yunsheng clasped his hand and dragged him back forcefully relying on this seemingly invisible connection.

Not very lethal, but extremely insulting.

Tried and tested, and finally this is the result.Jiang Yuanhan raised his head and looked at the furnishings of this meditation room - clean and simple, unique and simple.

This is a deserted temple that has been uninhabited for many years, and there is no one in it. I don't know if the other party has deliberately planned to confine him.

Miscalculation.

The little fox wagged his tail and thought.

He felt that his ability to accept was unprecedentedly strong, and he was very psychologically prepared for the contrast between the Zen master's appearance and his appearance.Jiang Yuanhan turned over again after thinking about it, sat up and looked at the withered lotus on the table.

It is difficult to cultivate lotus in a bottle, but the water hibiscus withered in the bottle, the flowers and leaves dried up, and the luster dried up.

He can't get out, there are barriers all around here, is he really locked up by a Taoist companion this time, and he is still a compassionate Buddhist cultivator.

Whether Li Yunsheng is a Buddhist cultivator now has to be carefully discussed.

A plate of rose sugar is placed on the edge of the withered lotus, reflecting the light finely, and the light and shadow of the candles beside it are flickering, and the surrounding natural light is difficult to penetrate, as if there is no day and night.

The door knocked lightly.

Li Yunsheng didn't have any other clothes. He was still wearing a white robe. Outside was a plain gray cassock. The gray tone was very light, with silvery dark embroidery hovering on it, and the cassock was connected by a red metal hook. golden lotus flower.

If you just look at the back view, this is indeed an eminent monk with a strong sense of Zen Buddhism, but when the other party turns around, the black hair hangs down smoothly, the sword eyebrows are cold and the eyes are cold, the unforgettable sense of mistyness has completely faded away Instead of this ethereal feeling, there is a lingering, gentle and moist air that is both good and evil.

It's like a different person.

But Jiang Yuanhan suddenly felt that this was probably the appearance of the other party who was deeply restrained and unwilling to see others.The evil thoughts appeared between the eyebrows and eyes, and they were swaying every inch.

Li Yunsheng stopped in front of him and brought him back a candied haws.

Jiang Yuanhan didn't answer, he sat cross-legged, his fluffy tail tensed up and pressed behind him.

"Don't you think," he said, "that it shouldn't be done?"

The other party did not answer, but put the candied haws in front of him, only a few inches away from the little fox's soft but unhealed lips.

"You don't believe what I say, and you don't even want to listen to me. Are you with this skin? We won't talk about whether you are vulgar or not. I won't force you if you are alone, but you will I know that we are doing business, if there is such a danger in this great world, you don't want to save all sentient beings..."

The candied haws were stuffed into Jiang Yuanhan's mouth.

He froze for a moment, took a bite viciously, stared at the other party while chewing, and then swallowed emotionally: "You..."

"Do not want to."

Li Yunsheng looked back calmly.

"Jiang Yuanhan, the Demon Lord of Cold Abyss," he said, "You shouldn't think about it either."

"You... what are you talking about?" Jiang Yuanhan said, "Do I think it has anything to do with my identity?"

"You are a demon cultivator." Li Yunsheng looked at him and said, "This world is not friendly to you, and it is not worthy of your dedication."

Jiang Yuanhan seemed to be seeing him for the first time, all his psychological preparations seemed to be broken during this conversation, and even the candied haws he just swallowed became bitter.The little fox's hands on his knees tightened subconsciously, clutching the fabric tightly, he took a deep breath, raised his eyes and said: "You are not a temporary obstacle, Li Yunsheng, you want...to go the wrong way."

"Why?" The other party's expression was silent, "There are three thousand roads, who can decide which road is right and which road is wrong."

"Whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, there has never been such a disciple who has become enlightened."

"I want to go. The road is not deviated." Li Yunsheng smiled, "You are not a so-called righteous cultivator in the cultivation world. How do you know what is right and what is wrong?"

Arguing with a monk who was born as a monk is simply asking for trouble.

Jiang Yuanhan couldn't reason with him, so he looked around and said, "If you lock me up like this, you're going astray. The sea of ​​suffering has no limit, and it's the same when you turn back."

The other party's brows were calm and steady, calm and calm, he lowered his head, gently but very seductively and promised, and gently kissed the little fox on fire: "You are my shore, I turn back, only the sea of ​​bitterness .”

Jiang Yuanhan didn't know how to persuade him all of a sudden, his temper was extinguished by this soft kiss, and he stared at the other party intently.

Li Yunsheng's temperament seemed to have not changed, until Jiang Yuanhan saw the opponent's fingers picking up his belt, and his palm warmly wrapped around him, his heart skipped a beat, he raised his eyes suddenly, and saw a line appearing in the opponent's eyes Disappearing, blood-red Sanskrit.

Afterwards, the blood-red Sanskrit gradually expanded, and fine red traces spread from between the opponent's cheeks, but this symbol of growing demonic nature only appeared for a moment, and then quietly fell silent.

Jiang Yuanhan is not unwilling to have some indescribable things with the other party, but he feels that under such circumstances, he cannot let the other party go, but his will to refuse is overwhelmed by the extremely low, corrosive Wrapped in deadly tenderness, he was vaguely drawn and wrapped around his body by invisible black tentacles, thinking like a hallucination that "the Zen master seems to be right."

Who is that vixen.Jiang Yuanhan thought melancholy, and couldn't help but indulge him to lower his head and press down.

The red fluffy tail was rubbed several times, and at the beginning it responded, then it seemed to soften the tendons and soften the meridians, and lay soft and defenseless in the opponent's hand. When it was fastened tightly, the heat in the palm was slightly damp, and the tip of the tail curled up helplessly, and then stretched out as if it was irresistible.

In the meditation room, day and night are indistinguishable, the lamps and candles are always on, the withered lotus flowers on the table are drooping, and the dry debris falls and turns into ashes bit by bit.

The next morning.

It was hard to say whether it was early morning, or perhaps midnight waking.

Candlelight shines into the field of vision, into the cracks of vision.Jiang Yuanhan was awakened by this soft orange warm light, raised his eyelids hard, and looked at the roof blankly.

What came back before the memory was his flaccid tail—he had never felt the presence of a tail so strongly, and the plush control was really scary, and there was nothing worse on his body than this tail ...Actually, there is, but the worse place cannot be described in detail.

The Zen master inherited the patience and gentleness of the Taoist companion as always, although this kind of gentleness is very daunting.But everything on Jiang Yuanhan's body has been treated, it is clean and cool, and even the pain is not obvious, but the more subtle the pain, the more it is accompanied by the tormenting numbness and weakness.

He turned his head and saw the silhouette of the candlelight coming into his eyes.

The light shone on the unfinished candied haws, and all the sugar on them melted away.

Li Yunsheng is not here, so I don't know what to do.Jiang Yuanhan lay on the bed and reflected on himself, feeling that he still didn't care enough about his Taoist companions - a good man of the demon race like him would of course look for problems from himself at the first moment.

Jiang Yuanhan would rather that the other party is blatantly encroaching like a senior brother, demanding frankly, and full of undisguised indifference, than he is so unpredictable, and he feels gentle and unreserved when he receives his gaze, and can't detect the other party at all. The torment and patience of the deep skin.

Jiang Yuanhan thought things too simply, he felt that Li Yunsheng could always accept it, but this kind of thinking itself was a kind of inconsiderate consideration.

Love needs to grow, there is more than one way in this world, which can lead to eternal happiness.

Jiang Yuanhan trembled with pain in his waist. He looked at the candied haws on the table by the candlelight, and sighed. Just as he thought he would run out of food, he heard a slight knock on the door.

The visitor put the honeyed throat tea by Jiang Yuanhan's hand.

The little fox raised his eyes, and after a little association, he knew that the other party was going to make tea.He squinted his face, squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, then taunted him without changing his bad habit: "In the Holy Land of Bodhi, there really are no hungry ghosts."

The Zen master broke his promise, and it was he who broke the precept on his own initiative, and even half abducted and seduced Jiang Yuanhan into it.

Let this person call a vixen several times in vain, but when it comes to real swords and guns, he has no such ability.

Li Yunsheng reached out and handed him a cup of tea.

Jiang Yuanhan didn't need to compete with himself, he picked up the teacup and drank it intermittently, glanced at the other party, and his eyes suddenly stopped on the metal lotus embroidered with silver gray.

A petal of the lotus was stained with a little dried blood.

There was a buzzing in Jiang Yuanhan's mind, and he missed the teacup in his hand, and the cup fell to the ground with a bang. He raised his arm and grabbed the other party's collar suddenly: "Did you do it? Who did you do it with?" hand? Are you..."

The faint smell of blood lingered from Zen Master's body, like a sharp knife cutting into Jiang Yuanhan's originally relaxed nerves.He clenched the cloth under his palm, suppressed the most terrifying conjecture, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Did you kill someone? Are you here to find me..."

"No."

Li Yunsheng held his fingers instead, and kneaded the little fox's white knuckles little by little. His palm was warm and warm, as if he clasped the other's hand back without any abnormality.

"There is a crack nearby. This is the blood of a giant alien."

Jiang Yuanhan froze for a moment, then said immediately, "Are you injured?"

"No."

The little fox breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that he had accidentally pulled his waist. He had been numb by this duplicity bastard, but at this moment, his lumbar vertebrae were twitching one by one. Feeling weak, he sank directly into the embrace of the Zen master without face.

The aroma of lotus is mixed with a touch of fishy sweetness.

"...it got on his clothes." Jiang Yuanhan didn't bother to wipe it off for him, but he still pointed it out thoughtfully.He watched Li Yunsheng wipe away the blood without any fluctuations, barely suppressing the flustered feeling.

He buried his head in the opponent's arms, his voice was still hoarse, and he didn't have any other words. Knowing that the opponent would not accept softness, he murmured with the mentality of "persuasion is better than no persuasion", "Put down the butcher knife!" , become a Buddha immediately, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn around..."

"Do not look back."

Li Yunsheng stretched out his hand and handed a red fruit to the little fox.

Jiang Yuanhan looked up at him, then at his hand, and opened his mouth to take a bite.

Sweet.

……Delicious.