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Seeing this, Qingxuan frowned and put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands: "Ziyin, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Ziyin paused to clean up the dishes, then raised his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Senior Brother Qingxuan, I think I may have been exposed to the cold last night, but I am really sleepy now, don't worry, I will be fine after a night of sleep gone."

Qingxuan reached out and touched his forehead. Fortunately, it was warm, and it seemed that there was no fever, so he felt a little relieved.

"So, go and rest quickly, I will watch over you tonight."

Shen Ziyin panicked, and quickly flapped her eyelashes twice: "Senior Brother Qingxuan, it really doesn't matter, I just catch a cold normally, it doesn't bother me, besides, I have a lot of medicine bottles, and I'll be fine after taking one pill in a while. "

However, Qingxuan personally went to the kitchen to make a bowl of ginger soup, watched Shen Ziyin drink it, and then let him go back, and asked him to tell him whenever he felt uncomfortable.

Shen Ziyin's heart felt a little warm, Qingxuan really regarded him as a junior, so he took care of himself so wholeheartedly.

After agreeing to Qingxuan, Shen Ziyin hurried back to the room, looking at the somewhat dark room, he twitched the corners of his mouth, it's better to handle this matter by himself.

Anyway... always has been.

Looking at the increasingly dark sky outside, Shen Ziyin didn't dare to delay any longer.

From the bamboo box, he took out the listening ear that he bought in the ghost market, carefully placed it on the table, stuffed it with cotton, because it can't let it make a sound yet.

The ink thread started from the door and wound all the way to the bed. During this process, Shen Ziyin pasted the talisman paper on it, gradually forming a closed space in the room.

After this formation is activated, no sound will be transmitted outside the house, including the sound of closed listening.

Shen Ziyin carefully took the listening ear, tied it to the ink thread above the bed, and then removed the cotton stuffed in the mouth of the bell.

At this time, the sound of the rain outside was getting louder and louder. Suddenly, a bright light flashed, illuminating the room where only a few candles were lit.

Shen Ziyin's eyebrows twitched, after the lightning, there must be...

Thunder!

He quickly stretched out his hand to turn it off, and when it made a sound, the thunder outside also rang out.

"boom!"

At the same time, Shen Ziyin's eyes were slowly closed, and he fell unconsciously on the bed.

The night came with a stormy night, even Bai Yu was chilled by the sudden heavy rain.

Qingxuan returned to the room, lit a candle, and read the ancient book for a while, feeling uneasy after all.

Today's Shen Ziyin is really strange, his complexion is not the same as that of a person who usually catches a cold, and he did not look like this in the morning.

Thinking of this, he couldn't sit still anymore, got up and walked to the door of Shen Ziyin's room, feeling nothing but silence.

Qingxuan was a little hesitant, he didn't know if Shen Ziyin had already fallen asleep, if he was really sick, wake him up now, maybe tomorrow will be even more uncomfortable.

While he was hesitating, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "What are you doing here?"

Qingxuan was startled, he didn't feel when the person behind came, but the voice was quite familiar.

"Bai Yu."

He turned around, and sure enough, he saw Bai Yu in a white robe looking at him coolly.

Bai Yu slowly evaporated the rainwater off her body, and looked coldly at Qing Xuan who was sneaking around in front of Shen Ziyin's door.

"I don't know when Gunan's disciples got this voyeurism."

Qingxuan's eyebrows twitched, and he sighed. Baiyu had a strong desire to possess Shen Ziyin, but he didn't expect that just approaching the door would make him so unhappy.

But now that Bai Yu is back, the problem he was worried about just now will be easily solved.

"Ziyin seems to have caught a cold today. I'm just worried about whether he has a fever." Qingxuan raised his eyes lightly and glanced at Baiyu, then turned back to the room without hesitation, but seemed to inadvertently emphasize the word Ziyin That's all.

It seems that the Taoist priest who has been targeted by the ghost king for a few days has also learned the knowledge of speech.

Bai Yu looked at Qingxuan who was leaving, and before he had time to pay attention to the familiar words, he was distracted by the news of the little Taoist priest's illness.

He frowned, and made himself ill after not seeing him for a few days, he really owed "cleaning up".

But the most urgent thing is to see how Shen Ziyin is doing.

Bai Yu raised his hand to push the door, only to find that the door was not moving at all.

Is it locked from the inside?

He stretched out his hand to close the door, but after a while, he caught a trace of fluctuations in the formation.

Bai Yu's eyes turned cold and stern in an instant, if something happened to Shen Ziyin, he would definitely crush that person to ashes!

The black thread crawled out from under his feet, and Bai Yu's figure disappeared at the door, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already entered the room.

The dense ink threads in the room intertwined and intertwined with each other, and a strange bell rang continuously.

The moment Bai Yu came in, she suddenly felt a daze before her eyes, her knees were a little weak, and then her figure flickered.

He was startled, and quickly waved his sleeve robe, and the strange feeling quickly faded away, as if it had never appeared before.

What on earth is this, and how did it appear here?

Bai Yu looked at the constantly shaking bell with a gloomy expression, sending out ripples visible to the naked eye trying to swallow him, but slowly hovering around him as if fearing something.

He quickly cut off the formation in the room, and turned Guan Ting into powder.

Shen Ziyin on the bed seemed to be unaware of all this, lying quietly on his stomach.

"Consonant consonant!"

Bai Yu helped Shen Ziyin up, stretched out a finger to point between his brows, and found that only his senses were blocked, and he was slightly relieved.

But then he frowned again, okay, what is he going to do to seal his senses?

Losing the function of listening, the black space Shen Ziyin was in was gradually broken by Bai Yu.

His eyes trembled, and he opened them slowly. He felt as if he heard Bai Yu's voice...

The rain outside became heavier, and a white light flashed, illuminating everything in the house.

Amid the sound of thunder exploding in his heart, Shen Ziyin flinched and looked at Bai Yu who was frowning tightly in front of him, and slowly opened his eyes wide.

The feeling of suffocation surged up again, he reached out and clasped his throat tightly, opening his mouth wide to breathe.

In the stronger lightning bolts, Shen Ziyin felt as if he was repeatedly returning to the rainy night when Senior Brother Yuan Qing was killed.

The warm blood mixed with his crying back then, and became his demon for more than ten years.

Shen Ziyin stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, but felt more warm liquid spray out from between his fingers.

"Brother Yuanqing..."

He finally couldn't help crying out loud, tears streaming down his face.

Bai Yu looked down at the trembling body, and felt a great pain in his heart.He knew that Shen Ziyin lost his senior brother when he was young, but he didn't know that it turned out to be a demon.

He opened his arms and embraced Shen Ziyin tightly without leaving any gaps, letting his ears stick to his chest.

Countless black lines spread out from under the two of them, quickly sealing the entire room, and in an instant, everything was quiet and darkness descended.

"Consonant, consonant..."

Bai Yu's tenderness is contained in these two words...

Shen Ziyin's ears suddenly heard a steady crashing sound, resounding in this small space one after another, and his cold limbs were also wrapped in warmth.

Bai Yu gently caressed the stiff back of the person in his arms, feeling the breathing that was constantly relaxing.

After a long time, he felt the person in his arms move suddenly, and then raised his arms to wrap around his waist tightly.

Bai Yu didn't make a sound, but just tightened her arms, silently conveying warmth to Shen Ziyin.

"Bai Yu..."

Shen Ziyin's somewhat hoarse voice sounded softly, and then disappeared in the darkness.

Bai Yu raised his hand to stroke his black hair, heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that Shen Ziyin had recovered.

"Anything else uncomfortable?"

He looked down at the person in his arms intently, and the two pupils in his eyes kept zooming.

"Um…"

Shen Ziyin's muffled voice came.

"You're strangling me so tight, I'm going to suffocate to death..."

"..."

Bai Yu let go of his arm helplessly, and after a few days of not seeing each other, the stupid Taoist is indeed still a stupid Taoist.

Seeing Shen Ziyin who had calmed down, Bai Yu got out of bed and lit the candles one by one.

The sudden light caused Shen Ziyin to close his eyes.

After Bai Yu lit the last candle lamp, she turned her head to look at the person on the bed, and found that Shen Ziyin was rubbing her eyes non-stop.

"Stop kneading."

Bai Yu walked over a few steps, pulled his hand down, and looked at it with some distress.

"Swollen."

Shen Ziyin opened his eyes with difficulty, no wonder he felt he couldn't see clearly.

"I'll get you some ice cubes."

As Bai Yu said that, he was about to get up and go to the kitchen to see if there was anything to reduce the swelling, when suddenly the corner of his clothes was gently pulled down.

He looked down, only to see Shen Ziyin raised his head, opened his narrow eyes forcefully, the corners of his nose and eyes were all red, looking pitiful.

Both Bai Yu's pupils dimmed, and he slowly lowered his head towards Shen Ziyin, his throat rolled, and the scarlet spots at the end of his eyes leaked out little by little, and then quickly covered them up.

Bai Yu looked at the little Taoist priest with bright red lips in front of him, who was seductive but didn't know it, sighed in his heart, and stopped his falling tendency for good.

This stupid Taoist doesn't know anything now, if I kiss him, I'm afraid I will be frightened.

He gently raised his hand and touched the red and swollen eyelid: "What's wrong?"

Shen Ziyin seemed not used to being so close to Bai Yuli, he slightly tilted his head, but still stubbornly tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Perhaps it was because Bai Yu was too gentle tonight, or because her demons had been suppressed for too long, Shen Ziyin suddenly wanted to tell him about her past.

"Brother Yuan Qing...he followed Master three years earlier than me."

"Um"

Bai Yu turned his head to the side, realizing that Shen Ziyin was telling him about the past, and immediately regained his spirits, which proved that he was about to enter the depths of Shen Ziyin's heart!

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