Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Yan Feng wanted to cry but had no tears.

The problem sounds the same both times.

But the sense of oppression it brings is definitely different.

So in order to save his life, or to save his own waist, Yan Feng abandoned his principles and shouted hard to Xuan Wu: "You are the best, you are the best, can you let me go?"

The man's answer was a chuckle: "Oh, if you like me the most, why don't you want to come back in disguise now?"

Because you won’t let me go when I come back in disguise!

I'm not stupid!

Are you crazy? I bumped into your arms! ?

Yan Feng kept cursing in his heart, but after struggling for a while, he returned to his human form.

Because there is still a long time in this life.

Tired of being together every day, Xuan Wu wanted to touch him, and there were more opportunities.

You can escape once, but you can't escape again.

It's better to be more honest and cooperative.

Maybe if we have a good exchange, the other party still has reason, right?

Yan Feng tried to tell himself this in his heart.

Then he smiled awkwardly at Xuan Wu and said, "It's not that I don't want to transform. I can explain this!"

"No need to explain," Xuan Wu said with a smile: "Just tell me about your past lives. It's not early now and it may be too late. Let's talk slowly about how you got along in the first life. , what did he do to you?"

Yan Feng was speechless: "This..."

No matter how small the bird's mind is, he knows that this topic is definitely not something he wants to talk about!

However, Xuan Wu hugged him and comforted him and said, "Don't be nervous. Tell me the truth. I won't bully you today."

Yan Feng shook his head.

There is no trust between birds and gods.

Xuan Wu's eyes darkened: "If I don't say anything, I won't be able to make you cry today."

Yan Feng felt a little numb.

It seems that no matter what he chooses, his final result will definitely not be very good.

Seeing that Xuan Wu was getting impatient and started to attack him, Yan Fengcai quickly stopped his actions and asked nervously: "It's agreed, I'm telling you, don't be angry?"

Xuan Wu smiled: "It's all me, what's there to be angry about?"

Facts have proven that men’s remarks in this regard are absolutely untrustworthy.

Because that night, Yan Feng thoroughly experienced what it means to cry in despair, crying so hard that he could no longer shed any tears.

And at this point, the man still had no intention of letting him go.

She even held him in her arms, bit his earlobe, and kept asking him: "Has he done this with you?"

"If he locks you in the house, will you just let him lock you up?"

"Then should my husband buy you a cage?"

"Gold or silver?"

"As long as my wife likes it, my husband can make one for you with his own hands."

"Make sure you're comfortable in there."

"Madam, are you looking forward to it?"

Yan Feng couldn't even remember how he passed out in the end.

Only those words were still lingering in his ears.

It's like a nightmare.

Until dawn.

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When he opened his eyes again, the sky outside the window was already bright.

Yan Feng looked around.

The monk changed back into his pure white robe.

Sitting not far from him, he was meditating and chanting sutras silently with his eyes closed.

This feeling is really amazing.

It was obvious that they were the same person, but it was as if even Heaven could tell that their souls were different. Yan Feng could not see any of the karma that could be clearly seen last night on the monk.

Yan Feng moved his body, feeling sore and weak all over.

And when his arm touched the side, he suddenly heard the familiar sound of chains. He quickly looked up and found that there was really a chain around his wrist.

But the chain wasn't tied to him.

It's different from before.

Hearing the noise, the monk over there also looked back. The eyes were full of complicated emotions. Yan Feng could see heartache, jealousy and sadness.

Their eyes met and Xuan Wu spoke first.

"He locked you up last night," he said.

This is a declarative sentence.

Yan Feng reacted immediately: "Did you help me untie it?"

Xuan Wu nodded.

When he opened his eyes in the morning, what he saw was that scene.

The person he had longed for and planned to treat well, wanted to put in his heart and pamper, was curled up on the bed, covered in mottled green and red.

Not just that.

His legs and hands were chained.

The cold color of the chain was in sharp contrast with Yan Feng's white limbs. Xuanwu's heart throbbed with pain when he saw it, and the pain was so painful that he almost couldn't breathe.

When he was untying Yan Feng, Xuan Wu could also feel that the suppressed emotions in his heart seemed to be almost uncontrollable.

He felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to part with him.

In return, he has been enduring it.

Instead, the demon in the night indulged in lust night after night.

Like a hidden mockery of him.

It also seemed to be telling him that all his actions were a boring joke.

If that's the case, why can't he be like that devil, just follow his heart and do it without holding back, and he doesn't need to be as depressed as he is now, right?

Thoughts swirled, but in the end, Xuan Wu finally pushed back.

He still wanted to cherish his little bird.

The little bird was really tired last night.

He didn't want to burden him anymore.

So after untying the chains, Xuan Wu went back and started chanting sutras and meditating. Xiaoniao's body had been cleaned long ago, and he knew this even without checking.

Now that Yan Feng was awake, Xuan Wu looked at him intently for a while, and finally sighed and said, "You shouldn't be soft-hearted."

The situation last night was ultimately caused by Yan Feng's soft heart.

Even if he has no memory, he can judge.

Because the formation he gave himself yesterday was really useful. The formation's eye was at Yan Feng's place. The only reason why the formation was broken was because Yan Feng was soft-hearted and let the person go.

Listening to his words, Yan Feng drooped his head, like a child who had done something wrong.

Xuan Wu sighed again.

Then he shook his head and said, "I don't blame you. He's so crazy. It's not easy to stop him."

Yan Feng nodded vigorously.

That’s right!

Xuan Wu pursed his lips and finally changed the subject: "Are you hungry?"

Yan Feng agreed.

Xuan Wu said: "Wait for me. After I finish singing this part, I will go and cook for you."

Yan Feng was confused: "What are you doing?"

"Recite sutras for salvation," Xuan Wu sighed and said: "He started killing again last night and injured the lives of innocent people. I am reciting sutras for them to extradite. Although they are hopeless in this life, they can still bring something with them in the next life. A blessing."

This is what a monk can do.

Yan Feng frowned.

Thinking of the conversation last night, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Do you know that the things he did will also affect you?"

After all, they are one body with two souls. Even if the monk's soul is clean, if the body is entangled by the karma of the night for too long, there will still be problems.

"I know," Xuan Wu's tone was particularly calm when talking about this matter. As if he had already thought about this answer, he paused and said: "His karma is also my karma. This shell will give birth to two souls, but it was because of my own resentment that he was born. "

As he spoke, he pursed his lips, looked into Yan Feng's eyes, and added: "I also want to do what he did, and I also hate monsters, and I wish all the monsters in the world would disappear. It's just that I'm confused. Too much, too much thought, with precepts and rules around me, and I never had the heart to let go and do it. So I don’t blame him, nor do I blame him. I will recite sutras for the dead in vain, but not for me and him. Ask for mercy from gods and Buddhas.”

"We have done too much evil and our fate is sealed."

"Those grievances owed to him and I should be repaid together."