Nine thousand years old

Ming Li met Li Siyuan for the first time in March last year.

Li Siyuan happened to be doing an interview at that time, and Mingli was waiting at the door of the hotel, ready to explain the matter to this person.

Unfortunately, Li Siyuan walked through the back door that day.

Li Siyuan hiccupped and leaned on Mingli to digest his food. Thinking about it carefully in March, he seemed to have only accepted two interviews, and he was on the set for the rest of the time.

He also remembers the time he walked through the back door because of an illegitimate meal, Zhuang Yu deliberately asked him to avoid it for his safety.

"So, you have been waiting at the door?" Li Siyuan asked with a smirk.

Ming Li shook his head: "I originally wanted to chase you, but there are some things that I can only leave first."

Then the second time, it was the judge who told him to be more devious and less direct.

Ming Li thought it made sense, so he sent an email to Li Siyuan's public mailbox, explaining the cause and effect clearly.

Li Siyuan's expression was subtle.

His public accounts are generally managed by Zhuang Yu, and such unreliable emails must have been deleted mercilessly.

What surprised him was that Ming Li got a reply.

Li Siyuan was surprised: "What did Brother Zhuang tell you?"

"He answered me with two words." Mingli's face turned cold: "Stupid."

Li Siyuan couldn't stop laughing. In March, Zhuang Yu was annoyed by that illegitimate meal. Later, the driver was fired because of the trouble, and everything was done by himself.

"He was in a bad mood those few days." I'm afraid he also regarded Mingli as a strange bastard who was entangled.

Ming Li held Li Siyuan's hand to play with, and continued talking unhurriedly.

Looking for him for the third time, Ming Li's patience was exhausted.Although Li Siyuan didn't know it, the ghosts around him were already attracted by him.

Just in time for those few days of Qingming, when the world is full of evil spirits, Li Siyuan was sent home by Zhuang Yu after filming at night, and ran into a group of ghosts who were about to attack him.

After being stimulated like this, his innate yin and yang eyes finally awakened, although it only appeared in critical moments.

Naturally, Ming Li would not just stand by and immediately beat up the group of ghosts.

Li Siyuan was frightened to death, and Mingli tried to scare him again, as if he would kill you for disobedience, only to find that he was gone when he turned his head.

It was at that time that the nightmare who was wandering bored bumped into Li Siyuan, and Li Siyuan was tricked into eating this horrible memory of himself.

Quite an ostrich.

The Nightmare Tapir loves to oppose Ming Li, and Ming Li immediately chases him and cuts off his head, then throws it to Li Qingshan.

Li Siyuan smiled awkwardly: "You were the one who scared me first."

Mingli was speechless, and he didn't know that Zhuang Yu sent that idiot.

Li Siyuan simply lay on Mingli's lap, looked up at him: "So, you let me have that dream first to be mentally prepared, lest I run away again, is it so kind to me?"

Ming Li looked down at him, his eyes were full of tenderness: "At first it was."

Li Siyuan's eyes were full of pride: "Isn't it later?"

Ming Li felt that he couldn't move his eyes away, so he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him lightly at the corner of his eyes, and replied in an extremely low voice: "I like you later."

Li Siyuan felt that his face was hot, and suddenly he pulled up the coat covering his body to cover his face.

No, no, I can't watch it.

Mingli couldn't stop smiling.

In the end, Ming Li was afraid that he would be bored, so he dug him out.

Li Siyuan asked: "Will your legs be numb?"

Ming Li pressed his dumb hair with his hand: "No, go to sleep, I will call you tomorrow."

The bonfire next to it was still burning, warm and silent.Li Siyuan closed his eyes obediently, he thought he would be too excited to fall asleep, but he fell into a deep sleep not long after.

Ming Li's gaze kept on him, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Human beings say that dragons are inherently promiscuous, but it is not true. Each dragon will only have one partner in its life.

Ming Li never thought he would fall in love with anyone.

His appearance was accompanied by bloody wars and turmoil, and the world could not tolerate it.

But maybe there is a kindness in the way of heaven, which makes all things survive, and Mingli, who is a fallen dragon, survived miraculously.

The luckiest thing is that I met Li Siyuan, who was still ignorant of spirit body 900 years ago.

Although Ming Li was blessed by Buddha Lotus at that time, he was not really grateful in his heart.

For him, life and death are not that important, just watching the Three Realms being disturbed by him, he will have endless pleasure.

It was not his original intention to be born as a fallen dragon, nor was it his original intention to be born out of evil in the world.

Why should he be grateful to Dade just for letting him go?

Besides, he guarded the underworld for this man for 900 years.

If Li Siyuan was still awake, he would be shocked by the depth in Ming Li's eyes at the moment.

Like the pool beside them, dark and gloomy, icy cold.

but now……

Ming Li felt the beating of his heart, and the deep or shallow breathing of the person in his arms, and suddenly he was very grateful that he was still alive.

There was a lotus lantern on the icy pool of water, which was extremely dazzling and warm in the dead darkness.

Mingli decided at the moment when he was about to confess, if Yuanyuan really couldn't accept his original body, at worst he would never change back in front of him for the rest of his life.

It is impossible for Mingli to let go.

And he can't do anything to hurt this person.

There is no other way.

He really didn't expect that this person would be so good, so good.

So good that he felt unreal.

Ming Li didn't dare to sleep, for fear that he would wake up again, and everything tonight would become a dream.

He didn't feel relieved until the mountain god woke up at sunrise.

Not a dream.

The cave vibrated slightly, Li Siyuan didn't sleep well, and soon woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Ming Li's face, which made him a little unresponsive.

There was no trace of tiredness on Ming Li's face, and he said brightly, "Morning."

The mountain belly was still swaying slightly, Li Siyuan rubbed his eyes and sat up, and after a while he was in a daze before opening his mouth: "Is the mountain god waking up?"

Ming Li straightened his messy sleeping hair, and said, "It will be soon."

Sure enough, within a few minutes after Mingli said this, a gap slowly opened on the top of their heads, and the morning light fell on the pool water little by little, giving off a different kind of vitality.

Li Siyuan looked at this place in surprise, only to feel that it was completely different from the darkness of last night.

Although the surroundings of this cave are still full of bones, whether it is human or animal, but there is no sense of terror at all, instead it looks mysterious and solemn.

Vine-like plants grew all over the cave, I don't know if it was because of Mingli's presence, but there were no mosquitoes to bother.

The pool water under the sun was sparkling, and fish floated up and made ripples from time to time. Li Siyuan breathed the fresh air from the valley, and felt that his soul would be washed.

Mingli hadn't moved yet, and Li Siyuan was not in a hurry, he looked around and smiled at the hole that was getting bigger and bigger.

"gorgeous."

Ming Li looked at him sideways: "Do you like it? I remember there are many beautiful places, I will take you there in the future."

"Okay."

This word in the future is really beautiful.

Li Siyuan smiled and rolled his eyes, his dimples were shining brightly, Mingli's fingers moved slightly, but he still couldn't help poking it.

This person will be his partner in the future, it is a final decision and cannot be changed.

He can poke if he wants.

In fact, Mingli still wants to kiss.

He was about to move forward, but stopped halfway, and suddenly frowned and looked towards the entrance of the cave.

Li Siyuan looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Ming Li's expression became serious, and he said to the hole, "No, you can change it."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Li Siyuan with cold eyes: "He wants my chocolate flower!"

Li Siyuan was puzzled, chocolate flower?

The mountainside suddenly moved violently, as if protesting, Ming Li narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and smashed a big hole in the rock.

Li Siyuan looked at the smoking pit and swallowed silently.

Those vines opened their teeth and claws, startled Li Siyuan to hide beside Mingli, and several vines flew towards them, flexibly trying to hook Mingli's magical little bag.

Ming Li protected Li Siyuan, and cut off the vines in twos and threes. The vines were painful and quickly pulled back.

But after such a fuss, the small bag fell to the ground.The mountain god hurriedly wanted to take out the gift box, but when Li Siyuan first saw the familiar gift box, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.

The mountain god suddenly withdrew his consciousness as if he had been relieved of his strength.

Li Siyuan didn't know what happened, he turned his head to look at Mingli: "Didn't I throw this away?"

Ming Li's pupils trembled slightly, and he wanted to reach out to take it back: "Mine."

Li Siyuan refused to give it to him maliciously: "Didn't you say no, since the mountain god wants it, just give it to him."

Several vines immediately danced happily, expressing their agreement.

Ming Li was unhappy: "It's mine."

After finishing speaking, Ming Li quickly kissed Li Siyuan's lips, while he was in a daze, he quickly snatched back the gift box, and carefully put it back into the small bag.

Li Siyuan blushed quickly, feeling that Mingli seemed to be imitating bad habits.

Seeing that the small box had returned to Mingli's hands, the mountain god let the vines hang down on the ground in frustration.

In the end, Mingli left behind a spiritual stone full of aura, and the mountain god reluctantly released the two of them.

Until standing under the blue sky again, Li Siyuan felt an incredible feeling.

It seems that a lot of things happened that night, but after thinking about it, it seems to be very peaceful.

He squinted his eyes to cover the sunlight, and asked Mingli: "If we don't give the mountain god something, the mountain god won't let us go?"

Mingli nodded: "The God of Mountains and Rivers has existed since ancient times, and it is a rare ancient god who is still alive. This kind of hole is very common, and we generally call it Dragon Cave."

"Dragon cave?" Li Siyuan was curious: "Is it the place where dragons live?"

Ming Li shook his head: "It's just called that. Many spirit and monster mansions of this kind of cave will temporarily borrow them. Before leaving, just leave a gift for the mountain god."

Li Siyuan said: "What if there is no gift left?"

Ming Li smiled: "There are many dead bones in that hole."

Li Siyuan shuddered suddenly.

"Why do I feel like I've forgotten something?" Li Siyuan looked up at the sky and said, but looked down at the two tightly holding hands and was confused.

My boyfriend brought it too, what did I forget?

And this doubt was answered after Li Siyuan returned home.

Mrs. Li sat on the sofa at the door with a sullen face. Li Siyuan stared at her and felt his whole body stiff.

Too bad, she disappeared all night for no reason, and my mother must be angry.

Mrs. Li's mind is not on the same line as him.

Yesterday was Valentine's Day, so Mrs. Li naturally knew it.Her son didn't come home last night, logically speaking, she shouldn't care about such a big man.

But so early in the morning, Li Siyuan, who had been missing all night, happily took Mingli home, and Mrs. Li felt that something was wrong no matter what she thought.

Mrs. Li looked at Mingli and let Mingli go upstairs first. Li Siyuan always felt that there was an atmosphere of rain coming, so he obediently stood up straight.

Not to mention what happened to Li Siyuan, Mingli went upstairs without knowing anything.

Lord Yan Jun had nowhere to put his joy, so he decided to grab someone to share, so he made a quick phone call.

With a cigarette in her mouth, Meng Po was wearing an apron, with a steaming cauldron beside her, and a long line of ghosts in front of her.

Suddenly the cell phone behind him rang, and Meng Po picked it up without even looking at it.

"Hello? That?"

Meng Po smoked a cigarette, and the ash accidentally fell into a bowl of soup. He didn't care, and handed it to the ghost in front of him.

Ming Li said indifferently: "Me."

Meng Po immediately said: "My lord, what do you want to order?"

The little ghost looked at the five-year-old and three-year-old Meng Po, who was full of muscles, with aggrieved eyes: "Soot ash fell into this soup..."

Meng Po gave him a fierce look: "What's wrong? Do you think my stall is unhygienic?"

The ghost didn't dare to speak, and immediately finished drinking the soup and left. Before his memory was erased, he thought to himself: Why does this big brother taste the Northeast?

Ming Li was not affected at all: "I have found a partner."

Meng Po slapped her thigh: "That's amazing, my lord!"

The ghost behind was startled and almost spilled the soup, Meng Po frowned and said harshly: "Be careful, spill it out and cook it for you!"

Ming Li smiled and said: "He is very kind, he made me a chocolate flower with his own hands, yesterday we were outside, and he even kissed my corner..."

Meng Po listened expressionlessly to Master Yan Jun's show, and finally received a blow of understanding. Ming Li's voice was full of joy and excitement: "Meng Po, have you ever been in love? It's nice to have a wife... ..."

Meng Po said courteously, "It's a pity I haven't talked about it, ah, that's really nice."

The depressed Meng Po finally waited for the moment when Master Yan Jun took the initiative to hang up the phone, and when he raised his head, he met the prying ghost eyes.

Putting down the bowl violently, Meng Po raised her eyebrows and said, "What are you looking at?"

A group of ghosts looked at Meng Po with two faces, and his heart fluctuated: he licked the dog and got nothing in the end.

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