My buddy is crazy

Saying this, I obviously don't really want to pick the fruit.Fortunately, Ayu never really wanted so many fruits, he took the two in his hand and shook his head.

After getting along for these days, I don't know whether Yan Shengyu can feel the ignorance of the truth in my promiscuous words, this time is an example.He didn't say it clearly, so I naturally wouldn't mention it.Looking at his transparent eyes, I can only believe that his heart is so clear, but he also doesn't want to get entangled with me about this kind of silly thing about children playing their brains.

With my mind turned, I gave Qingyang a few eyes.Being kicked aside by me seemed to touch the bottom line of the little apprentice who had dreamed of since childhood.After Qingyang got up, he left this place. He didn't want a knife, he didn't talk about business, and he didn't know why he came to bother me.

I even forgot to ask how he got here.

I lost the interest in building a small building after the trouble.My Taoist companion obviously doesn't need to rest, relying on his thick skin, I took him to plunder around, found a mountain, and threatened a few robbers from the side of the road, and started to build palaces according to the mountain .

I can actually guess what Yan Shengyu wants.He tossed and tossed and asked for the Demon Palace again and again, but on the one hand, he wanted to show some twisted jealousy, and on the other hand, he must also have some curiosity about power.The reason why the Demon Palace is a Demon Palace is naturally not only because of the building itself, but also because of its deterrent to people.The appearance of a heavenly spirit does not emphasize power and desire, but to be able to transform from a stone to a human, Ayu must have his own attachments.Sometimes Ayu would make me feel that his attachment was only to me, but he never wanted anything other than the magic palace.

Teased him to say that he likes it day by day, and gradually became boring.He is my Taoist partner, what he wants, I give him, but I can't feel anything else.

I don't remember how many lovers I had, but subconsciously felt that Ayu didn't have any love for me.In my free time, I can still forget about my greed for beauty. With troublesome things like building a palace preoccupied, I don't understand why I should be tied up with such an ignorant Taoist companion who hides a lot from me.

There is love infatuation in the world, but unfortunately it is not me.If it's about a life contract, even if Ayu is unwilling, it will only be a moment for me to undo it; if it's about repaying a favor, I have always believed that the so-called promise of a body is the most indecent, and it is just an excuse for the incompetence of the benefactor.I know it's not that I can't get rid of Ayu, but when I really want to be cruel, I always feel a little strange when I see him looking at me.

After the palace is completed and the defense is done, as long as I know that Ayu is safe, I will try my best to avoid him.Fortunately, Qingyang didn't lie to me about Dai Zhilin, there are quite a few people seeking revenge in twos and threes, I can always find a reason to avoid it.Maybe there was Qingyang's help, and they didn't rush to call, so it gradually became a relaxed and happy thing to deal with these people, but it was extremely embarrassing for me to have to greet my Taoist companion after the fight.

After several decades like this, I actually really dominate a corner, the magic palace has become a real magic palace that no one dares to disturb, and I have become a fake monster that no one dares to disturb.

Until this day, the Taoist companion whom I avoided came to disturb me like a normal person with a jug of wine.Xu Shi hadn't looked at him for a long time. He came to the pavilion in black clothes and carrying a small jug, and some vague shadows of ordinary people's poems and paintings floated in my mind.

Ayu is still reticent: "Come and drink."

I built a magic palace, and for the sake of showing off, I built a small lake made of magic elements. There were a few red fishes in the lake, and I also raised an unformed creature in it that looked like a monster from the lower realm.It has a name in the upper realm, but I didn't remember it, so I just pretended to be feeding bastards every day in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Although Ayu's normal face is like this, but he came over suddenly, as if he came to a party for a break-up drink, so I couldn't help but ask a few more questions: "Why do you want to drink all of a sudden?"

Without answering, he filled a glass of wine and put the jug on the stone table.He handed over the wine, and I was so sensitive by the vengeance seeker, I subconsciously hid, worried that he would be red-eyed again, but I saw him take a sip of the wine without changing his face, and then put the wine between me and him, waiting I take.

For some reason, I felt more used to getting along with Ayu like this, as if a voice was telling me that he was also so considerate and thoughtful before, and he was obviously submissive to me, but he seemed very inhuman.

I fetched the wine glass and turned it around, and asked again: "Why did Ayu invite me to drink, I don't really care, I just worry that I will do some bad things while drunk, and the gentleman will not like it."

"I'm not black anymore."

"what?"

"You don't like Moxiu," Ayu flicked up his cuffs, revealing a pure white arm, "I'm not black anymore."

I was startled, his fingers climbed onto the belt, and with a light pull, his outer robe fell onto the small stool next to him, like a cloud of ink scattered.

At this time, he doesn't look like a stone, but I am a stone. I saw him remove his inner and outer clothes, squeeze the wine glass tightly in his hand, forget all the words in his mind, and start talking nonsense: "Yulang, you should be red." The place is red, the place that should be white is white, and it is indeed neither black nor black."

If it were an ordinary person, doing so would definitely seduce me, but the other party is Ah Yu, and I don't think it is easy to let the so-called common sense preconceived.

Ayu took two steps over and asked me, "Do you like it?"

This is not something my Taoist partner would ask.But I'm doing something wrong, so it's impossible that I can't even recognize my Taoist companion.He didn't get too close, and there were no distracting thoughts in his eyes, it was still his usual style, as if everything was just my dirty thoughts.

It was as if, he was completely dressed, and I didn't wear a single thread.

I put down the glass, ready to pour myself the jug of wine, and then think about what to do next.

My hand was held down.

Without the influence of the black mist, Ayu's red eyes disappeared. He didn't rub his face this time, and he didn't cry, but he showed emotion from his eyes like ordinary people: "When I was affected by Xu Yuan, there were always some voices in my head. Talking in the middle disturbed me, and now I am a little clearer."

I blamed myself a little, Ayu was too indifferent, making me forget that his being invaded by the magic fog would also affect him.My eyes slid down from his shoulders again, I think I should have looked at him more before.

He said without end: "I don't want you to drink."

The man looked for me with a wine jug, but said he didn't want me to drink it.He stood there pressing my hand, and he didn't show me the intention of watching him drink.I slightly rubbed the back of my hand against his palm, overturned in the middle of my chest, and pressed his hand onto the stone table.My hand walked uncontrollably from his fingertips to his wrist, and just as I was about to move, something strange suddenly happened behind me.

I turned my head, and Qingyang, who came to be a guest by chance, came behind me at some point.He stood very close, I only had time to dodge a little to the side, but I didn't dodge the thin blade he pushed into my body.

Falling to the ground, I didn't panic too much, I was only worried that no one would feed my bastard, it would eat all the red fish in the lake.

Anyway, he is a monk who can't be killed by thunder. Qingyang's knife itself is not threatening, but he added material to it, and I can't move at once, but I was not directly hit by the medicine. Instead, I remembered some fragmentary old things.Back then I had many enemies, some from myself and some from the previous generation.When there are many enemies, fleeing for one's life becomes a tiring task.I don't have the ability to ascend from the ground, at most I can barely escape the enemy who wants to kill me, and I can basically do whatever I want with the rest.

Falling to the ground after being stabbed with a knife, I have experienced hundreds of times if not a thousand times.Among them, the people who stabbed me were close to me, about three out of ten.It is not uncommon for Moxiu to be stabbed around like a scabbard. I am not that hypocritical, and I understand that it is definitely a good thing to be able to count how many times I have been stabbed alive.

However, I am half dead on the ground, and there is a Taoist companion who is leisurely watching the theater next to me. This kind of situation is really rare.Usually, the people next to me are my other enemies, and they are more eager to try to torture me, and they can't settle down and just watch the show from one side.

The medicine on the knife is very strong. If I am not too familiar with this kind of thing, I probably won’t see my Taoist partner busy pouring the wine back into the pot after getting a coat. He put away his wine jug, and then stepped over me indifferently.

I looked at the stone bench he walked past, and felt that its life was better than mine, and that it must have done nothing wrong in its previous life.