What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

On the day when the Phoenix God Ceremony began, the entire Qifeng Village was hung with bright red silk on the long street in the village according to the custom of offering sacrifices.

Complete with gold accents and beautiful lanterns that light up at night.

If you want to say similarity, this piece of bright red is really a bit like a wedding ceremony held by the villagers, everywhere is full of joy.

According to the people in the village, the sacrifice to the Phoenix God is the same festive event, so it doesn't matter if there are some similarities.

"Is this the dress I'm going to wear?"

Xue Qing looked at the bright red sacrificial dress in front of him, and asked Aunt Chen next to him again in disbelief.

The sacrificial dress is indeed as gorgeous and eye-catching as Uncle Chen said before. It is made of excellent silk fabric, the tentacles are cold and silky, and the dress is also dyed pure red.

The dress is embroidered with a pattern of a hundred birds facing the phoenix with gold threads. The phoenix on the top is holding a jade head and swinging its head. A long feather on the top of its head is like a dazzling crown, and its long feathers fly smoothly behind it. swing.

All kinds of birds on the hem of the skirt are looking up, and golden sycamore leaves are embroidered on the skirt.

The whole pattern presents a vivid beauty, and the luan bird is vivid, as if it will spread its wings and fly out in the next second.

"I invited the best embroiderer in the town to embroider this." Aunt Chen's fingertips lightly touched the embroidery pattern on the sacrificial dress, but she only paused for a moment before withdrawing her hand, her tone full of emotion , "One stitch at a time, countless painstaking efforts have been poured into it."

Judging from the various preparations, the small Qifeng Village has indeed spent a lot of effort and effort, which can also show the degree of sacrifice of Qifeng Village to the Phoenix God Ceremony.

Aunt Chen put the gown in Xue Qing's arms, and gently pushed Xue Qing's shoulder, "Hurry up and change in the room, Zhuang Niang is still waiting."

"Do you still want to put on makeup?"

Xue Qing's striding steps stopped, and he turned his head to look at Aunt Chen who was covering her mouth with a handkerchief and snickering, her apricot eyes slightly opened.

"Go and change it first."

Without directly answering Xue Qing's question, Aunt Chen just urged her again, with a hint of joke in her eyes.

Xue Qing nodded helplessly, but still couldn't ignore the eyes of the people around him. He turned his head to look at Er Dan who was staring at him solemnly for a long time.

"What's wrong, you keep looking at me?"

Xue Qing only knew that Erdan had come to their door to deliver hangover soup yesterday, but he was lying on the bed playing drunk, so he didn't really see Erdan.

And today is the Phoenix God Ceremony, so it is difficult for Erdan to leave the room.

It's just that he doesn't look quite the same as usual, Er Dan has been hiding behind Aunt Chen and watching him silently, with a hesitant to speak observation appearance.

Hearing Xue Qing's question, Er Dan shook his head and took a few steps back.

Why does it seem like he is a scourge?

Xue Qing hugged the clothes helplessly, and went to the back room to change into the dress first.

He closed the door and unfolded the dress. For some reason, now that he looked carefully, he realized something was wrong.

Although this gown was indeed beautiful and precious, it was a little different from the wedding gowns in Xue Qing's impression, and it was still the kind worn by brides.

It is estimated that there is indeed no precedent for a man in Qifeng Village to serve as a "Phoenix Girl", so the waist of this dress is also customarily narrowed.

Xue Qing stared at the tight waist of the dress and paused.

Can he really fit in?

That's all, Xue Qing put the previous worries behind him.

Let's try it first, and what if it's a woman's dress?

The ancients said that there are only zero times and countless times in women's clothing.

Sure enough, he is no longer the man he was before.

Xue Qing silently wiped his face.

Thinking of the time when Wushuang once said, "Just get used to wearing it", he was still terrified and unable to understand.

Unexpectedly, he was still too young at that time.

Now Xue Qing is fearless, he took off his coat indifferently, was about to change into this dress, but met a pair of round little black eyes inadvertently.

Xue Qing: ...

He stopped dressing.

"Chirp?"

Covered by Xue Qing's coat, the little yellow bird got its head out of the pile of clothes and stared innocently at Xue Qing.

It seemed that she didn't know why Xue Qing didn't move.

When did this little thing come in?

Yesterday Jiujiu was very angry with Xue Qing and Fahai because he was held outside the door by Xue Qing and Faguan.

Following Dudan is like "running away from home".

However, Xue Qing didn't think of this little yellow bird that he had left behind until it was dark, so he hurried out to look for it.

In the end, he still asked Er Dan, and he and Fa Hai found the little yellow bird that had successfully mixed into the chicken coop in the chicken coop.

At that time, the little yellow bird had already dominated the chicken coop. When Xue Qing and Fa Hai arrived, this little fluffy ball was standing on the back of the big rooster with its two claws.

It was directing the big rooster that had been defeated by Xue Qing to go around with great pomp, and the big rooster had completely lost its former pride, and obeyed the little yellow bird's command very respectfully.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

Keenly noticed Xue Qing and Fa Hai standing outside the chicken coop, and the little yellow bird jumped off the back of the big rooster angrily.

He turned around and walked away with his paws facing Xue Qing and Fa Hai.

Even in the end Xue Qing gently coaxed the fried hair ball for a long time, and returned to the room with the little yellow bird in his palm, Jiujiu didn't calm down, and always showed others with a round bird's butt.

Yesterday, Xue Qing's snake tail could not be fully retracted until the realgar wine's strength faded away. Only then did Xue Qing slowly withdraw from Fa Hai's embrace.

By the time he left Fa Hai's arms, Xue Qing's body was already covered with a faint scent of sandalwood, which overwhelmed the smell of alcohol on his body.

If someone came close and smelled it, they would be able to find that Xue Qing and Fa Hai must have been together for a long time.

At this time, thinking of the intimate touch with Fa Hai and his embarrassing performance yesterday, Xue Qing's ears couldn't help but feel a little warm.

He didn't want that either, Xue Qing made excuses for himself.

It's the snake's tail that moves first.

It was the tail of the snake that tied the monk there firmly, and refused to let the monk leave him for half a step.

only……

Xue Qing sighed silently.

After realizing his intentions, Xue Qing always felt that everything was different.

Those contacts that he thought were normal in the past made him feel really uncomfortable at this moment.

Always remind yourself of those small thoughts in your heart.

He only dared to shrink himself tightly into the shell, shutting this secret love together with the soft clam meat in the hard shell, as if he was afraid that others would see through.

Why are you so cowardly?

Xue Qing silently spurned herself in her heart.

However, it wasn't entirely because he didn't dare to take the initiative.

Everyone in the world knows Fahai, the eminent monk of Lingyin Temple, who holds the bones of the Buddha in his body, has a deep connection with the Buddha, and also has to practice Chunyang Kung Fu, the heart of wood and stone, to the purest and purest.

If you devote yourself to cultivating, you will get the great way and ascend to the country.

He was supposed to be a Buddha son on the high platform of the mirror who would not stir up dust or stain the world.

Rather than being trapped by my own one-sided thoughts.

The phoenix pattern on the dress glowed faintly under the slanting light coming in from the window, as if it was about to leap out in the next second.

Xue Qing's hand couldn't help but gently touched the beak of the luan bird holding the jade in its mouth, and the soft fingertips felt the touch of some hard gold threads.

In the next second, the bright yellow bird's beak poked the ostrich pattern, and it pushed Xue Qing's finger with its small head.

The little yellow bird stood on the pattern of the luan bird, with the long red feather standing on top of its head proudly.

In order to help him get through the estrus period, Fahai has already broken the precept.

It was unexpected to have a friend like Fa Hai, but fortunately, how could he drag such an eminent monk into trouble again with his own love?

Xue Qing sighed silently.

When he came to this world, he was alone, and it was enough to know so many friends.

Xue Qing was feeling sad for the end of spring and autumn, and finally continued to change into a dress.

Just as he was about to take off his snow-white undershirt again, Xue Qing suddenly remembered something.

He turned his head.

Sure enough, the small furry goose-yellow figure was standing quietly on the dress, with its bulging wings as if on its hips, and a pair of obsidian-like eyes staring at Xue Qing.

Almost forgot about the bird again.

Xue Qing always felt uncomfortable being stared at by this piercing, hard-to-ignore gaze, and he stopped with his hand on the skirt.

"Chirp?"

Chiu Chiu, who was caught, yelled twice in doubt.

It didn't wait for Xue Qing to answer, the door opened, and the little yellow bird was placed in the hands of Fa Hai who had been waiting outside the door.

Just about to struggle to fly back to Xue Qing from the cold monk's hand, Jiujiu watched Xue Qing close the door in front of him.

Tweet!

The shocked little black eyes stared at the ruthlessly closed door for a few seconds in disbelief, then turned his head silently.

Under the gaze of those phoenix eyes, the little yellow bird did not dare to flop around, and was as quiet as a chicken.

Because this dress is a dress, it is more solemn and cumbersome than ordinary clothes, with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Xue Qing, who has never worn this kind of dress, took a moment to distinguish where different clothes should be worn.

It was hard to put on the red dress inside, but looking at the belt in his hand, Xue Qing made another difficulty.

This belt was different from the usual belt, it was buckled from the back, and this belt seemed to be against him.

Xue Qing fiddled with himself for a long time before he could fasten the belt, but a dense layer of sweat formed on his forehead.

He had no choice but to ask for help outside the door again.

Fa Hai was standing outside the door at the moment, the little yellow bird squatting quietly on Fa Hai's shoulder, looking at the quiet time, not seeing the usual noisy appearance on Xue Qing.

And the tall monk is like a loyal and firm guard, as if there is some precious treasure that he needs to guard hidden behind the door.

"Crack——" The long-closed wooden door slowly opened a crack, and a clear and beautiful young man's face protruded from it, with a thin neck that was as white as snow in the sun.

"Monk." Those apricot eyes looked at the silent monk, "Can you tie my belt for me?"

There is a sincere plea in the eyes.

"Ah."

Fa Hai nodded, and put the little yellow bird on the ground with his hand.

Before the little yellow bird could react, he pressed the wooden door panel calmly and entered the house.

The little yellow bird, who was squatting on the ground and hadn't reacted yet, looked at the locked door in front of him again, "Chirp?"

Seeing Fahai close the door, Xue Qing handed the red silk belt to Fahai, then turned around calmly, turning his back to Fahai.

The boy's back is slender and straight.

In order to make it easier for Fa Hai to help him tie his belt, Xue Qing even pushed his waist-length hair to the front with his hands, leaving a few stray strands of hair casually scattered.

Because he hadn't put on a belt yet, his jacket looked a little loose, inadvertently revealing a little skin at the neckline.

Xue Qing watched as another person wrapped his belt around his waist, and covered Xue Qing's waist with red silk.

He could feel that Fahai was right behind him, and the presence of another person could never be ignored, so close that it seemed as if he could touch the monk's chest as long as he took a small step back.

Although he couldn't see Fa Hai's appearance, he could already imagine Fa Hai's appearance at this time.

He must have lowered his head slightly, watching intently with his phoenix eyes, and his straight nose was sticking to the side of Xue Qing's face, vaguely touching.

Because Xue Qing could clearly feel Fa Hai's breath, warm and soft.

Like spraying it on his heart.

The back of his neck was almost sensitive to pimples.

The gentle breath made Xue Qing's heart beat faster.

The fingers hanging by the side couldn't help curling up.

The red silk wrapped around the waist was slowly tightened, and a thin waist was easily gathered, as if it was not enough to hold.

The red silk wrapped around his waist several times, and then tightened again.

It's like being put on chains.

I don't know what happened to Fa Hai, but the tightening force in his hands suddenly increased, Xue Qing only felt that this made his waist tighten a bit.

He was almost out of breath, and for a moment it reminded him of the European-style waistband.

"Um……"

Xue Qing couldn't help but groaned, he turned his head to look at Fa Hai behind him.

"Too tight."

he complained.

The monk with lowered eyes did not change his face, and said "Sorry" in a low voice, to cover up the moment of ecstasy in front of him, and pulled his belt looser.

Xue Qing, who was finally able to catch his breath, said, "It's almost there."

Feeling that Fa Hai tied a knot with red silk behind him, the distance between him and Fa Hai was also opened.

"Thank you."

Xue Qing slowed down his beating heart, turned around and thanked Fa Hai.

If this continues, he probably has a heart problem.

And Jiujiu, who squeezed in through the unclosed door, jumped onto the bed, trying to pick up the most gorgeous and intricately embroidered dress coat.

Reluctantly, its body was too small, so it turned itself upside down.

Xue Qing who noticed Jiujiu's movements couldn't laugh or cry, it seemed that the little bird was urging him to put on this dress quickly.

After wearing the inner coat at this time, it is much easier to put on the outer robe.

Jiujiu flapped its wings and flew to Fahai's shoulder.

Xue Qing, who had put on his outer robe, felt another person's fingertips lightly touching his neck, and he shrunk his neck subconsciously.

It was Fa Hai's hand, and he helped Xue Qing pull out the hair that was suppressed by the outer robe.

Xue Qing turned around, the little yellow bird standing on Fahai's shoulder stopped moving, and the little black eyes looked straight for a moment.

The black-haired, white-skinned beauty was dressed in a red dress, and the red color made his skin whiter than snow, eye-catching.

The bright apricot eyes with autumn water and the black hair scattered randomly add a bit of loveliness to this already beautiful face.

The bright red lips and the corners of the eyes don't know when the redness quietly appeared, which contrasted with the red clothes.

He was as beautiful as a bride waiting to be married.