【Yanlu】Ghost

The departure date is set for tomorrow.

At the end of the day, Yan Yu went out before dark to buy some materials needed to eliminate ghosts.Lu Shaolin Lai also wanted to follow behind him, but he forced him to stay in the room to rest.

Yan Yu came back after collecting the talismans, paper and cinnabar, and opened the door, only to see that the room was empty, and there was no such romantic figure.He walked quickly to the bed, threw off the quilt, and the person who was pressed by him under the brocade an hour ago and turned around with restless eyes, disappeared without a trace at this moment.

The Taoist priest only felt a stagnation in his chest, as if a thousand catties were weighing on him instantly.Fortunately, he has a calm temperament, although he is in a hurry right now, he is not in a state of chaos. Instead, he tries to calm himself down, and closes his eyes to search for the aura of the glamorous ghost.

After a while, the indifferent eyes suddenly opened, and the expression of worry was no longer there, but there was a bit of cold anger in the furrowed brows.Yan Yu directly opened the wooden cabinet in the back of the room, took out the cold sword from the bundle, and the scabbard carved with fine patterns lay quietly in his palm.

After a while, seeing that the other party didn't move, Thin Lips opened his mouth and couldn't help raising his voice.

"Not coming out yet! How long are you going to mess around!"

On a normal day, if Lu Shaolin saw Yan Yu angry, he would definitely coax him with soft words.Even if he knows that the other party doesn't like this, he will smile and apologize to Master Dao for his care.He wasn't afraid of Yan Yu's anger, but he was afraid that the man's heart, which was closed like a clamshell, would finally open a crack to him, and then close again due to some mistakes.

But today, the person who is hiding in the scabbard and refuses to come out seems to have been prepared for a long time.The ghost's voice floated out from the sullen scabbard, unsteadily.

"No."

The man's mature voice is full of obvious pretentious grievances, and the ending is deliberately long and hooked, which seems a bit weird and ridiculous.

"If I come out, Brother Yan will definitely force me again..."

Yan Yu was annoyed and funny when he heard it, and the anger that he couldn't find anyone in the panic dissipated immediately, and he couldn't help acting with this unscrupulous guy.

"Forcing you to do what?"

"Crossing Qi!...Ah, this black light is blind, if the yin and yang are to reconcile...then my innocence..."

"Oh, but let me tell you, brother Yan, you should put away that powerful method of controlling people. It's not interesting to go to Wushan with a wooden stake, isn't it..."

As if fearing that the Taoist priest would not be angered, the voice hidden in the scabbard dragged further and further away recklessly.However, at this point, Yan Yu also understood that the other party was thinking of himself again, so he avoided it in every possible way.

He ignored Lu Shaolin's frivolous sentences, pondered for a moment, and said softly, "No. I won't force you."

"... Really, really?"

The clear and bright voice raised slightly, with obvious joy.

"real."

"...Oh, that doesn't work either." The tone that had seemed brisk just now dropped again in an instant, "I'm afraid I can't help it."

It turned out that Yan Yu only knew half of Lu Shaolin's thoughts.The reason why he hid in the scabbard was not only because he was afraid that Yan Yu would use the soul deed to control himself to avoid crossing Qi, but also because he wanted to suppress the deeper and deeper desire to get close to that person.

Before meeting him, a hundred years was but a blink of an eye.He didn't know who he was waiting for, but he still could afford to wait.

It was only a short hour just now, although it was related to the exhaustion of walking during the day, but staying alone in the room, I couldn't help thinking about the temperature of Yan Yu's body.It's like every time the other party passes his breath in a serious manner, but in the end he is always entangled by himself and turns into a kiss.

Lu Shaolin found that the soul deed made him yearn for Yan Yu's yang energy.Qizi's role was mixed with the deep feelings in his heart, which gradually fermented into a desire he couldn't control.He yearns for his hugs, his kisses, everything about him...

Brother Yan, brother Yan, your magic has caused Lu a lot of misery.This time, I'm really going to become a ghost...

Lu Shaolin locked himself in a dark place, and said with a wry smile in his heart.

At this time, the Ling Ran voice stopped just a few feet away.Then, there was the clanging sound of the sword being unsheathed.

Lu Shaolin's heart was in a miserable state, and he might have exhausted Yan Yu's patience and annoyed him.Left and right couldn't escape, so they decided not to show up, closed their eyes and waited for the sword to come down.

I put my ears up, but I couldn't catch the slightest movement.Suddenly, I felt a burst of warm liquid sprinkled on the scabbard.

Unable to bear it any longer, mist rose from the scabbard, and a figure in a blue and white robe hurriedly appeared and crashed into Yan Yu's arms.

"Brother Yan! Your hand!"

Lu Shaolin couldn't hold back his voice at all, and regardless of the blood staining his clothes, he cried out in pain as if he was the one who was injured.

"Okay, I don't force you."

Yan Yu's expression was still calm.Handed the fresh wound on the wrist to Lu Shaolin's lips.