Plug your head full of hairpin flowers

There was still joy within reach, so cautious, so trembling, even the voice was trembling when he lowered his eyes: "Hands, blood..."

Zhizhong pulled off the half-wrapped hair band with all his strength, and threw it on his face like trash, gritted his teeth with hatred, "I don't need your fake kindness! You are the one to die! I There are thousands of disciples in the whole school, which one did something wrong? How many people have you killed? You are not worthy to be the patriarch of our Wuming sect, how can you have the qualifications to stand shoulder to shoulder with Zen Lingzi? You are not worthy at all!"

Years of good upbringing prevented her from swearing more foul words, but she didn't know how much damage a mere "you don't deserve" that came out of her mouth would be to Poxu.

Poxu picked up the blood-stained hairband, lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly and dared not say another word, but kept glancing at her blood-stained white dress.

Zhan Li sighed, very helpless, and stretched out his hand: "Hand, give it to me."

Zhizhong Nv Daojun obediently handed over the hand that was cut by the bamboo hairpin to Zhanli, and the divine power was in the palm of her hand. After a while, it rose into the sky like steaming mist, and her hand instantly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. .

Seeing this, Poxu retreated quietly behind them, holding a distance that was not too far away, just followed silently, with his head lowered, if he hadn't deliberately looked at him, he might have forgotten his existence.

But it doesn't matter, as far as he is concerned, this is fine.

As long as he can see him again, it will not be in vain for him to wait for 800 years on the other side of the river of forgetfulness.

In this life, Master... seems to have finally grown into something he doesn't need to worry about.

Zhanli turned his head and saw Poxu following quietly behind him, he couldn't help turning his head and whispering: "What's going on, what are you hiding from me?"

Zi Chong snorted and laughed: "It's just a fool."

He recruited Poxu to be a Yin soldier about hundreds of years ago. Although he is very strong, he rarely uses it, because he still doesn't understand why he gave up reincarnation and was willing to be a Yin soldier without self, just to wait for a The person who will never come back, he doesn't understand feelings, let alone the word "love".

He only knew how ridiculous it was to "wait", which made him feel a faint sense of fear.

Because I don't understand, I retreat.

☆, a moment of spring night

And Zhanli was not satisfied with such an answer, he pulled the hand he was holding, and Zisong had no choice but to lean towards him, bumping into his shoulder: "Say it quickly, don't force me to use a single word. "

Zi Chong let out a "tss", and whispered softly in his ear for a while.

After hearing this, Zhan Li was stunned, and the nun who had witnessed this "intimate" scene behind him was also stunned.

Don't blame her for thinking too much, she really wants to know, is there really something wrong with the two life deeds, or the two of them just want to find a reason to hold hands openly.

Wuming Mountain is not very close to the capital, Zhan Li originally wanted to fly directly there by relying on Xu Yufeng, but the divine power and evil spirit repelled each other, he and Zisong had no way to stick together and fly, their hands were stuck together and they could not be separated, so they had to retreat And the next best thing is to walk.

This walk has dragged down the footsteps several times.

A group of four people went to a small town until it was dark, and settled in an inn in the town. They were two ghosts and one god, and they were originally unnecessary. need to rest.

Knowing that Zhongnv Daojun has one person and one house, they are not short of money, and it is no problem to open another house for Po Xudan, but...

Zhanli's hand and Zhanli's are tightly stuck together - the two of them must live in the same room.

Two big men, one in light blue wide-sleeved fairy gown, and the other in simple black and red clothes, stood at the door of the room holding hands, lost in thought.

Zi Sui looked at the very plain door of the room, then at Zhan Li with a desperate face, grinned, showing his small canine teeth, and raised his sticky hands: "Isn't God sleepy? A spring night is worth a thousand gold." ah."

"Just say one more word, and I'll let you know what is worth ten thousand gold." Zhan Li gave him a cold look, pushed the door and dragged him in.

The town is not big, so the inn is also very simple and simple. You can see all the things in the house with just a glance, and the size is considered to be complete. What's more appropriate is that there is a thin carpet in front of the bed.

So Zhanli dragged him to the bed, and pointed with his free finger: "Are you going up? Or are you going down?"

He raised his eyebrows and deliberately distorted: "You think I'm the one below?"

His hands were glued together, and it was inconvenient to hit him if he was too close, so he could only lift his foot and kick him, his teeth itching with hatred: "I asked you to sleep on the bed or on the floor!"

He dodged sideways and raised his hands leisurely: "I think our relationship is so close that we don't need to sleep in separate beds."

"you……!"

"If Shangshen doesn't want to sleep with me, then let's undo this two-life contract." Zi Sui lowered the corners of his brows, showing his small canine teeth with very malicious intentions, and leaned forward and said in a low voice, "I promise not to mess around. "

For the first time, he felt that these two life deeds were also very useful. They could limit himself, and at least they could be used to threaten Zhanli.

"Forget it, go to sleep." Zhanli said, and pulled Zisong onto the bed with all his strength. The old bed creaked, as if there was some kind of hint, which made people more bored, and Zisong could only be forced to lie down. outside of the bed.

At the end of the day, I still couldn't help muttering "Forcing a good woman into prostitution" in a low voice.

Zhan Li, who was already extremely embarrassed because he had to share the bed with this guy, got goose bumps all over his body when he heard the words, and he shuddered: "You don't understand the words of the world, so you can't use them indiscriminately?"

As long as this guy opens his mouth, he can't help but want to kill someone!

To be able to annoy him who is devoted to cultivating Buddhism to such an extent, this guy is really the only one in the Three Realms and Six Realms!

"I understand. There are so many dead people in the underworld who come and go. I've heard it for hundreds of years. How could I not understand it?"

Zhan Li gave him a blank look, and wanted to scold you for knowing a fart, but his good self-cultivation still prevented him from scolding him, so he said instead: "Then do you know what it means to be humble?"

Zi Sui turned over on his side, the bed board slammed again, he grinned: "Not only do we know, but we also know what sour text and fake vinegar are."

"You..." As soon as Zhan Li turned over, he almost bumped into his face, so he could only subconsciously lean back quickly and distance himself, and then said, "You can't sleep, can you, you have to find something to say ?”

Zi Song pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly, the bed creaked and creaked, making people blush even more: "Isn't this beauty in my arms, how can I sleep?"

Zhanli is like a cat with its hair blown, with an overly strong breath engulfing him, his hand is faster than he thinks, and he has already hit him with an elbow, Zisong quickly let go, so as to make room to block his blow.

He even had time to continue to laugh: "Tsk tsk, the routines that beauties like are different."

He raised his tightly held hands: "Did you forget to write down the order?"

Zi Sui twitched the corner of his mouth, snorted softly, and muttered "boring", then lay down obediently and closed his eyes again. At first glance, it looked as straight as a corpse in a mortuary.

As a result, just as Zhan Li closed his eyes, he heard a long sigh from his side, so he had to open them again: "Can't sleep?"

Zi Song paused for a moment, then said softly "Yes", "It's the first time I slept under the roof."

Zhan Li was startled, and couldn't help frowning: "Sleeping for the first time?"

He didn't seem to care about it at all, but he didn't feel comfortable after tossing and turning, so he shook his free hand and said, "You've seen what the underworld looks like. There are thousands of miles of barren land, and there are no houses. In the past, when I wanted to sleep, I just lay down on the ground casually."

To him, such a small room where he could not see the sky was too depressing.

"What about thunder and rain? Isn't there even a place to hide?"

He really didn't want to sleep, so he wrapped his fingers around his hair to play with, and chuckled lightly, as if he had heard some joke: "There are no spring, summer, autumn and winter in the underworld, let alone wind, snow, thunder and lightning, it will always be the same, don't you notice?" Are you there?"

And he lived in that unchanging silence, without wind, snow or sunshine, for nearly a thousand years—not to mention the first 200 years of this thousand years, not only unchanged, but also empty.

Zhan Li didn't sleep at all, and pulled back his hair: "No. What is life in the underworld like?"

"Haven't you already lived in the underworld for 49 days?"

He was silent for a while, and during those 49 days, he didn't do anything else, he just watched how he was punished, died and came back to life over and over again, so he didn't have time to pay attention to other things.

Zi Song let out an "oh" to himself, and suddenly realized: "You didn't look at anything other than me."

"Well, are you satisfied?"

He smiled happily again, and wanted to spread his hands, but his hands were stuck, so he had no choice but to give up: "It's nothing, it's just boring, and there is no living thing that can talk. The underworld is huge, and the general dead will die when they enter the underworld." I was going to be punished, and I seldom wandered to places other than hell, and at that time I didn’t know that I could go to hell by myself, so I just stayed where I was, and was bored day after day.”

The first 200 years of his life can be fully summarized by just relying on "boring", so that...

With meeting Zhanli as the dividing line, he can't remember the memory clearly, because every day is the same.

"But the underworld... is equivalent to the fairy court, don't you pay attention to Sha Tong's life?"

Whether it is a Shatong or a quasi-god, even babies in the world are basically the same, at least when they are just born, they all need to be taken care of. Extinct for hundreds of years, no matter what.

Thinking of the newborn self I saw in the revolving lantern, he couldn't even speak, he was dull, a small ball, if he was thrown in a place where no one had seen it for hundreds of years, I'm afraid...

It's already crazy.

Zisong sneered: "You are precious exotic flowers and weeds, naturally need meticulous care, but we Shatong are just weeds, isn't there a saying in the world that weeds can't be burnt out and spring wind blows and regenerates? You Look, who will deliberately take care of the weeds that can't be burned? That's why I hate you."

Zhanli heard some desolation from his words again, and suddenly felt a little pity, and subconsciously touched his waist, trying to "coax" him with candy, but belatedly remembered that he had run out of candy long ago, so he had to Changed the subject: "What about Poxu? How did you meet him?"

"Hmph, he's just a fool." Zisong obviously talked about him quite often, and after hundreds of years, he still hated Po Xu, a yin soldier.

"I really want to know about him and Chan Lingzi."

Zisong snorted again: "That's why I said he is a fool. Although he killed the evil king of our underworld before his death, the underworld has always ignored past suspicions. What's more, he has benefited the world and accumulated a lot of evil. He could have directly Reincarnated and reincarnated, and he can have a glorious and wealthy next life, he is lucky, he doesn't want anything, he is willing to be a ghost soldier for me."

"You said... Poxu likes Chan Lingzi, and you have no feelings, how did you determine this?"

"Yin soldiers can't disobey their master's orders, so I asked him, and he said it."

It is not only Zi Chong who has no feelings, but also Zhan Li.

So he was very curious about the specific answer to this question.

"What did he say?"

Zisong couldn't sit still at all, grinning viciously, while quietly tugging at his hair: "Don't you think you have too many questions?"

"Then what are you going to do to answer?"

Zi Sui supported his head with the hand that the two of them held tightly together, pondered for a while before saying: "Didn't we both agree to be each other's robbery?"

"so what?"

"Both of us can't escape the word "feeling". Since we want to do each other's catastrophe, don't we have to do things that mortals can't help but do?"

"Can't help it?"

Zhan Li blinked, not understanding.

Zisong sighed and shook his head: "You are really a white lotus that emerges from the mud without being stained."

He gritted his teeth, but he still didn't understand what he meant: "You even know the words "get out of the mud but not stained, so why don't you use it correctly?"

It's better to say that no matter what word comes into his mouth, he can misinterpret it into another meaning.

☆、Do not listen to indecent words

Zi Sui grinned, revealing his characteristic small canine teeth, and then suddenly broke out, leaning forward, pressing his hand with one hand and his chest with the other, grabbing him threateningly. The front of his clothes, the whole person sat astride his waist, immobilizing him, then he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Understood?"

He thought of Qi Wuyi and Zhifeng Xiaodaojun's disheveled appearance that day, his face blushed suddenly, and he couldn't figure it out, so he gritted his teeth and said every word: "Zi Sui!"

He had to sigh again, it was really a big mistake to let this guy go 800 years ago!

But Zi Chong was not afraid of his struggle, instead he stooped an inch and bent down, purposely approached his blood-red face, which was extraordinarily seductive, rubbed against the side of his face like a feather, smiled softly and lowered his voice: "Shangshen It’s so beautiful, wouldn’t there be no one to chase after it in the fairy court? Oh... I forgot, the God is pure-hearted and ascetic, so he has no intention of doing this, so...how about I teach you?"

He took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and calmly said: "Don't forget, I still have a two-life contract."

Before Zi Suong could react, he kicked him off the bed and said "kneel" sharply.

So after Zi Song fell off the bed, he got up and took his hand, and knelt down on the side of the bed in an orderly manner, but...

After seeing his flushed face and furious eyes, he really couldn't hold back and laughed out loud in the long silent night.

Zhan Li was so angry that his teeth itched, and he said "quiet" again: "You can kneel for me until dawn!"

After that, turn your head away, close your eyes to the inside, and don't even look at him.

Only Zisong knelt in front of the bed until dawn on the first night of their "same room". It was so boring that he could only count his long eyelashes by moonlight in the dark.

I have to say that the desire to kill him is true, but this guy is really good-looking, and it is also true.

However, although this kind of small inn is well-furnished, but...

The walls are very thin.

The female Daoist Zhizhong who lived next door was still up at this o'clock. She was sitting on the edge of the bed and covering her ears, her face was as red as a ripe apple. Boom" There was a sound of something touching the ground, and a hearty laugh.

Just thinking about it makes me feel...

The world is going downhill and people's hearts are not old.

I didn't expect that even this quasi-god, who is so beautiful in the world, will fall in love after the junior brother and the Raoshizi Beijiang king...

Besides, it's not good to fall into anyone's hands, but he just got into this evil boy's boat!She gritted her teeth with hatred, shook her head quickly, and murmured: "Everyone who says there is a problem with the two-life contract is a liar! Don't listen to evil, don't listen to evil, go to sleep!"

After all, he turned around, kicked his shoes and got into bed, but...

Obviously didn't sleep well that night.

To be precise, no one slept well that night.

Zhizhong Nv Daojun was in a daze, tossing and turning and finally fell asleep, but for some reason, she fell into a nightmare.

In the dream, it was a beautiful mountain forest shrouded in mist. She had never been there before, but she always felt very familiar. In the mist, there was an unreal bright red figure running towards her. It was clearly close at hand, but the short distance No matter what, she couldn't shorten it. She ran forward hard, stretched out her hand hard, and tried to catch him, but it was useless. She could only watch the figure being swallowed by the mist and disappeared. A huge sense of loss and grief hit her. It hit her heart and woke her up from the dream.

His heart was beating like a drum, and he wiped his face, only to realize that his cheeks were already wet with tears.

what happened……?

Stretching out her hand to touch her chest, her heart felt empty, as if a piece was missing, it made her almost unable to breathe, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

That person... who the hell?

She had never seen him before, but why did she burst into tears because she failed to catch him?

Just at this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and when I glanced out the window, I saw that it was already bright, and it was indeed time to set off. I was afraid that the gods had been waiting for a long time, so I hurried over to open the door.

In the end, the person standing at the door was not Zhan Li, but——

break the void.

He still had some kind of indescribable humility and humbleness, he lowered his head slightly, as if he didn't dare to look up at her, holding a tray in his hand, he prepared all the medicines commonly used by the Anonymous Sect, and said in a meticulous and plain tone : "I have prepared some medicines for Daojun, Daojun... uses blood as a weapon, it is best to prepare more gold sore medicine."

The female Taoist Zhizhong was still friendly one second, and even had a face with an upturned tendency on the corner of her mouth, but the next second was covered with dark clouds, her eyes narrowed and she said coldly: "You don't need to pretend to be kind!"

After saying that, he slammed the door, Poxu touched his nose with ashes, deep sorrow flashed through his lowered eyes, and the softest part of his heart was smashed into a pulp by life.

Zisong finished kneeling for punishment all night, his legs were weak, he held Zhanli's hand confidently, and put most of his body weight on him, as soon as he walked out of the room, he was rejected , and snorted with a bit of a sneer: "You used to take care of your master like this?"

Before Po Xu could reply, Zhan Li elbowed him in the abdomen. He let out an "ow" and bent down, cursing inwardly that this guy is really cruel, if it wasn't for the two life contracts, He's tearing him up now!

Unexpectedly, the Yin soldier could not disobey his master's order, so Poxu answered "yes" very sincerely.

Zhanli glanced at him, and read the deep sorrow from his humble and silent expression. Although he didn't know love and hate very well, he at least knew sympathy and compassion.

So they held hands and dragged Zisong forward, put the medicine on the tray into his sleeves, and smiled gently: "I'll keep it for her, don't worry."

Po Xu suddenly raised his head, his eyes with thick dark circles lit up briefly, and then suddenly became calm again, only nodded respectfully: "Thank you, Divine Lord."

The too inferior status of Yin Soldier made him very cautious, whether it was Zhan Li or Zi Chong, he had too much respect even for the respectful female Taoist monarch.

Even joy is just for a moment.

Zi Sui squeezed the tightly held hands, squinted his eyes and was very uncomfortable, with a bit of threat: "This is my Yin soldier, does God mind staying away from my people?"

Zhanli was dislocated by the palm bone he pinched, and he "hissed" in pain. He immediately fought with him, and Poxu watched helplessly. He felt that there were sparks of lightning in the eyes of the two of them, and they could even faintly hear crackling. voice, afraid of accidental injury, had no choice but to take a step back.

In fact, in terms of strength alone, Zhanli, who looks weak, is really weak, at least he is not an opponent of wild dogs like Zi Chong, and his ability to endure pain is not as strong as Zi Chong, and he was defeated in a short while Come, and shouted "kneeling" sharply.

With a sound of "Boom", Zi Song just knelt down like this, almost shaking a hole in the already not very strong floor with such force, and he gritted his teeth again because of the pain in his knee that had been relieved just now.

Zhizhong female Taoist priest was startled in the room, and hurriedly opened the door to come out, only to see Zisong kneeling at the door, holding his hand in Zhanli's. The scene was so weird that she couldn't help being stunned.

Without Zhanli's words, Zisong couldn't get up at all, but he still had some time to talk, so he raised his hands interlocking his fingers, raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you looking at, have you never seen a strict wife?"

Zhan Li was grinding his teeth with hatred, but his face couldn't stop blushing. He subconsciously wanted to beat him up, but it was inconvenient to hold his hand tightly, so he could only kick him: "Can't you stop talking nonsense?"

Now he is not quite sure whether this guy really doesn't understand these words in the world, or he is running the train with his mouth full of intentions to humiliate him.

Zisong raised his head and grinned, but no matter how he looked at it, he owed a slap: "There is a beautiful girl in the family, she is beautiful, her voice is sweet, her waist is soft, and I am happy for a strict wife."

Zhan Li's face turned red again, his hands kept trembling, he clenched and then let go, let go and clenched again, and finally turned his head away and took several deep breaths before suppressing the desire to kill him.

Seeing this, Zi Sui was even more overjoyed, laughing loudly until he bent over laughing.

Even under the restriction of the two-life contract, he still has his own way to torture this noble quasi-god who is floating in the world and does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Zhanli couldn't help but start to regret. If his first regret was letting go of the boy 800 years ago, then the second regret was making such an agreement with him that would be doomed for each other.

Is he panicking himself?

If it wasn't for a ghost, why would he keep such a broken mouth beside him, trying to piss him off?

There is also a female Taoist who knows how to "understand people's thoughts" and coughed lightly away from her flushed cheeks. After all, she didn't hear what happened last night.

"That... Divine Monarch, don't mind... From my point of view, our Unknown Sect belongs to the Zhengyi faction, and we allow our disciples to marry and have children. We don't even taboo meat on weekdays, although..." Good upbringing makes you know how to respect women Jun still maintained a very gentle and polite smile, but he still couldn't help but glanced back and forth at this god and ghost, thought carefully about his words, and then continued, "Zi Sui is a blood-stained murderer without blinking an eye." But our nameless faction supports love, of course, it is best to change someone else, he is not worthy of the godly king, but... I still respect the choice of the godly king, so..."

Just do what you need to do, there is no need to act specially for her.

Zhan Li twitched the corner of his mouth, almost vomiting blood.

Hearing this, Zi Chong laughed even more wantonly, and even Po Xu, who was standing far away, couldn't help but chuckle.

This girl is so honest and cute.

"I'll just treat you two as my 81 troubles." Zhan Li sighed, and then glanced at the respectful nun, who was still very polite, and had nothing to say.

The two nemesis in his life, one is the Chan Lingzi 800 years ago, and the other is the kid 800 years later.

Now?

Very good, all alive.

He pulled Zisong up from the ground: "Let's go, let's go."

Zi Sui wanted to sing the opposite, and pulled him back with a hand, his eyebrows raised and his eyes straightened: "I haven't eaten breakfast yet!"

"You are a Shatong!" People who make a living by killing people, what do they eat for breakfast?

"So what, you provoked my appetite, and you are not responsible?" He glanced at the position of Zhanli's belt as he spoke. His cheeks were flushed and he was dreaming.

Zhanli didn't notice her face, so he could only sigh to himself, his face was full of despair, what was he thinking at the beginning, to incur such a disaster on himself, and keep it by his side...

"Okay, let's go downstairs and have breakfast."

☆, otherwise you will be beaten

As he spoke, he led the two ghosts down the stairs holding hands, and considering that there were two ghosts beside him, he originally wanted to find a corner to sit in, but Zisong looked left and right with great excitement, insisting on dragging him to sit. to the center of the hall.

Thinking of what he said last night that he had never slept in a house with a roof, Zhanli was filled with sympathy, and silently accommodated him this time.

Thinking about it afterwards, why did he owe it so much.

In fact, Zhanli is also the first time to come to the world, and he can't do things like staying in a hotel at the top. He didn't want to eat what he had handled, so these things naturally fell on Zhizhong Nv Daojun herself.

It's just that Poxu seems to be very worried and not used to it. After reluctantly sitting at the same table with them, his gray eyes are full of forbearable passion, staring at the busy female Taoist all the time.

Zhanli's feelings are not very rich, at least he doesn't understand love and hate very well. Seeing the hotness in Poxu's eyes, he feels that somewhere in his heart is very sour. He caught his attention: "Poxu, you are a Yin soldier. Since you are a dead person, it doesn't matter if you walk in the daytime?"

Poxu smiled gently, and did not answer immediately, but subconsciously glanced at Zisong.

Zi Xun snorted coldly, raised his brows, and showed a little coldness: "The Yin soldiers are under the shadow of their master. Although I am a Sha Tong, I am also the temporary Sha Lord of the underworld. I can already perform the duties of ghosts and gods, so he also He can be regarded as a ghost soldier at the level of ghosts and gods, so he can naturally walk in the daytime."

The gods of the Underworld are also gods, but they are not of the same system as the Immortal Court.

Zhanli said "Oh", at this moment, Zhizhong Nv Taoist helped Xiaoer, brought a bowl of wontons, put it in front of him, and said very respectfully: "Please use it, God."

A fragment flashed through Poxu's mind. Hundreds of years ago, when he was still alive, he also said respectfully, "Master, please use", but...

He is indeed dead.

Master is indeed dead.

So he took a bowl from Xiaoer's tray, placed it in front of Zisong, nodded and said "Thank you" to Xiaoer, and then couldn't help but glance at Zhizhong Nv Daojun.

very nice.

The man who couldn't even find a pair of socks 800 years ago can finally take good care of himself in this life.

In the past, he was responsible for taking care of him, but now, the man who needs others to serve him has become the one who serves others. This kind of gap made him unable to help but think back to the man who was once arrogant and unruly. With a very obscure and fiery smile, it seemed that a beam of bright light had been cast on his gray and lifeless face.

Zhan Li was sitting opposite him, and when he raised his head, he was immersed in tenderness, and couldn't help but be taken aback: "Po...Poxu?"

Poxu came back to his senses in a jerk, his eyes flashed, and he immediately returned to the polite and soft, but always kept some distance away: "What's the matter with the god?"

This sudden change is like a small bubble that was accidentally punctured. All the love and longevity are like illusions, and they no longer exist. Zhan Li coughed lightly and asked quickly: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Zhizhong Nv Daojun lowered her tone: "Yin soldiers don't need to eat."

Then he raised his head and squinted at Poxu and smiled, his teeth missing: "Right, Patriarch Poxu?"

The cold hatred was like a thorn, piercing through layers of protection, so caught off guard, it directly pierced his heart and lungs.

He turned his eyes away, bowed his head and said "hmm": "Yin soldiers really don't need to eat."

Seeing that cautious and desperately pleasing appearance made people's hearts sour, Zhan Li couldn't hold it back, and was so angry that he stomped on Zi Song secretly under the table.

It's all done by this guy.

Unexpectedly, Zi Sui's focus was not on the opposite side at all, and he didn't take it to heart when he was stepped on. He just retracted his foot lightly, raised his tightly clasped hands, and said confidently, "Hey me."

Immediately, all the guests and juniors in the hall were stunned as if they had been acupunctured.

Zisong was very satisfied with the effect, he pushed forward and shook his hand, wanting to be coquettish but not having the temperament, not only horrified but also funny: "I don't want to let go of the person I like?"

Zhan Li's face turned red to the tips of his ears, and the palms of his interlocking fingers became hot, he gritted his teeth: "You did it on purpose!"

He insisted on sitting in the middle of the hall even if he wanted to satisfy his hunger. This was to humiliate him in public on purpose!

Zi Sui chose to be alive and not die, so he leaned closer to his ear, and lowered his voice: "My sweetheart, you can do whatever you want."

He took a deep breath, although it could not alleviate the flush on his cheeks, it was at least enough to suppress the desire to kill and silence.

"If you can't use the words in the world, don't use them indiscriminately, otherwise..."

The deliberate pause made Zi Sui's heart itch, and he couldn't help asking: "Otherwise what?"

Zhanli kicked him abruptly, kicking his stool down, and he fell to the ground in response, grinning his teeth, without changing his face and heartbeat: "Otherwise you will be beaten."

Gritting his teeth, Zisong suddenly burst out with a terrifying evil spirit, and before he had time to take his life, he was restrained to death by Zhan Li's "kneeling" immediately after him.

It has to be said that the two-life deed is really the perfect weapon to deal with Zisong.

Putting aside the problem that the hands will stick together and cannot be separated.

After breakfast, Zhanli dragged Zisong, who was grinding his teeth with hatred, to continue on the road. The female Taoist priest of Zhizhong followed beside him. As for Poxu, he still kept a safe distance not too close or too far, and kept silent. insisted on following behind.

As long as you turn your head, you can see that his eyes with thick dark circles hide deep emotions, carefully looking at the back of Zhizhong Nv Taoist Monarch.

The little joy that was lost and found, like a bubble, was cared for so carefully by him, so careful that it made people feel distressed.

Zhanli didn't say much, and didn't point out. Even though he was curious about other people's feelings, he still maintained due respect.

The party walked until dark, and did not go to the next place to stay, so they could only make do with sleeping in the wilderness.

Poxu always packs everything properly, brings a lot of what should be brought and what should not be brought, and then when needed, like a magic trick, take out all the necessary things from that small backpack. used things.

Watching him busily and skillfully set up firewood and start a fire, distribute soft fur cloth, and easily hang waterproof felt cloth between the trees above his head, and set up a roof that is rainproof but not windproof.

——At this point, she had to admire Poxu.

"Excuse me, God, I was in a hurry and I couldn't prepare everything, so I can only ask God to make it up." Poxu took care of everything, and reported with his hands tied.

Zhan Li couldn't help but click his tongue: "Is this already considered an end?"

There is a felt cloth to keep out the rain, a fur cloth to cushion the body, the fire is ready, the firewood is gathered enough, and the water is still boiling in a small pot set up, sleeping in the open, what else can you ask for?

Zi Sui fell on his ass in the inn and was still angry about being punished to kneel in front of the public. He suddenly stretched out his hand that was tightly held together and punched him hard on the chest: "He is not Poxu, he is It's my Yin soldier, it's not your turn to comment."

Zhan Li was delicate and fleshy, he coughed after being hit by him like this, and then he was dragged to the side of the fire, took his hand and leaned against a pile of stones, curled up inwards, and hugged himself tightly. The hands that are holding each other don't care how strange this posture is.

"Zi Chong?"

He pulled his hand, and Zisong pulled him back, closed his eyes to the inside, and didn't even look at him.

this person...

get angry.

He thought it was funny, and sat next to his head, his hands were cold, as if nothing could warm him up.

"Zi Sui, you seem to... have some feelings too."

Zi Chong remained silent, still angry.

"You didn't seem to be so angry like a child before."

He finally opened his eyes, raised his head and shook the hands they held together, and said coldly: "Because there was a grudge before, usually it was reported on the spot."

If it wasn't for being constrained by the two-life contract of Lao Shizi, he would have killed him if he wanted to kill someone, and he would have started fighting with Zhan Li long ago, why bother to hold back his anger?

not to mention……

These two life deeds are aimed at beasts, and now that the word has been made, he feels like an obedient dog who can do whatever he is asked to do. Even if he is asked to kneel in public, he can only kneel down. Not angry?

Zhanli didn't consider this point, he just wanted to find a way to curb his killing intent, now that he thinks about it, no matter how emotionless he is, he still has his own personality, it seems...

A bit too much indeed.

After thinking about it, he took out the newly bought candy from his belt and handed it to him: "Not now, when you can restrain your killing intent, I will untie it for you."

Zi Sui glanced at it, closed his eyes again, didn't answer, and just sneered: "Sha Tong will never restrain his murderous desire, unless he survives the catastrophe."

Zhanli had no choice but to peel a candy and put it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Then you can only bear it, if it wasn't because of your recklessness, I wouldn't use the two-life contract to bully you."

if he hadn't been full of mouth