Yokai University

The "Wei Yan" that Tomato turned into was very obedient, blinked those beautiful eyes, turned sideways and half supported on the bed, rested his chin lightly with one hand, looked at Zhong Ling and smiled.

Zhong Ling was a little disappointed. Is this the "sultry" pose?It must be too insincere.

Adhering to the idea of ​​delaying the time as much as possible, Zhong Ling shook his head: "Not enough."

In fact, Wei Yan's posture has always been very provocative, Zhong Ling admits, but Xiaoxi's demeanor is full of watery tomatoes, even his eyes are filled with a bowl of water, and with the inexplicable blush on his cheeks, he looks alluring everywhere. Adorable, as if ready to be thrown down at any time.But without Wei Yan's breathtaking feeling in his eyes, he lost the original feeling.

Therefore, although appearance is important, when it comes to whether two people are compatible or not, it still depends on the "inside" of a person.Obviously, Wei Yan like this is not Zhong Ling's favorite.

After listening to Zhong Ling's words, Xiaoxi "Wei Yan" pulled down the waist of his trousers by two centimeters very knowledgably.

Zhong Ling: "..." You're just a tomato, don't play so much, okay?

Xiaoxi was not very happy, he sat up angrily, and looked at Zhong Ling with an aggrieved face: "Then what kind of action do you think is provocative!"

Seeing him calm down, Zhong Ling took a breath himself, leaned against the wall, crossed his arms and said, "How do I know? I never did it."

He couldn't lean back, and suddenly a block of wood fell from the ceiling.If it wasn't for Xiaoxi's quick reaction to push Zhong Ling away, Zhong Ling's head would have been smashed right on the spot.

Zhong Ling breathed a sigh of relief before looking down at the wooden block.

The wooden block looks very simple, without any paint on it, and there are some barbs on the edge.At first, Zhong Ling even thought it was the hanging beam that fell from the wooden house, it was a long piece that fit perfectly, like an ordinary wooden bar.

But when he turned the wooden bar over, he found that there was a small brass lock on it, which proved that it was a box.But what's inside the box?

Xiaoxi maintained the original posture of holding Zhong Ling, leaned half on his back, pulled Zhong Ling into his arms, and said: "I saved you, what should you thank me for? Or just Promise yourself."

Zhong Ling shook it: "Don't make trouble." He pulled the brass lock, but it didn't move.He put the wooden bar next to his ear again, and shook it, and there was a soft "empty" sound from inside.

Xiaoxi was "perseverant", and he "licked" Zhong Ling's earlobe with his tongue from behind, trying to seduce Zhong Ling openly and secretly.

Zhong Ling: "..." Wei Yan, you use this double to bully me!

He turned around, and threw the wooden bar in front of him, blocking himself and Xiaoxi: "What do you think should be inside?"

Xiaoxi thought for a while: "A box of tomatoes."

Zhong Ling: "..." That must be a tomato zombie.

Xiaoxi thought about it again: "A painting of tomatoes?"

Zhong Ling: "Aside from tomatoes, can you think of anything else?"

Xiaoxi: "Yes, I want to fuck you."

Zhong Ling: Who will throw this tomato out!And the painting of tomatoes!Who's okay to draw a tomato and hide it in there? !

Thinking about this, Zhong Ling suddenly froze. He blinked. The long wooden box, could this be... the painting that Wei Yan was looking for?

Wei Yan rummaged through boxes and cabinets outside lightly and hastily, trying not to make a sound.But the things in this old house are piled up everywhere, you have me in you, and you are in me, and you are always worried that your double will "do evil", Wei Yan is upset, feeling like he is lifting a rock at this moment Typical of smashing one's own feet.

Because of this, he didn't notice at all, Fuwa came out from the door beside her, looking at him with a dazed face: "You...you are..."

In Fuwa's eyes, Wei Yan's feet didn't touch the ground, and with the tap of his fingers, all kinds of things flew all over the room.There is quite a feeling that the magician in the story is strategizing, except for this handsome face.

Wei Yan turned his head to look at him, stretched out his fingers and flicked, and a layer of ice immediately formed on Fuwa's mouth.If it wasn't for seeing that Wang Caiyuan was not afraid of death, and afraid that this person would take the painting to the grave if he got excited, Wei Yan would have done it to him long ago.

Fuwa moved quickly to the left - the ice under her feet froze him in place; Fuwa tried to reach something around her to make a noise - something flew away.Fuwa looked at Wei Yan with despair, why is this person's magic so easy to use?

Wei Yan glanced at Fuwa and said, "Find something and shut up." Although his voice was soft, it was full of threats, as if he had forgotten that Fuwa was the owner of this place, and he was the "big thief" who broke into the house in the middle of the night.

Wei Yan searched for a long time and found nothing, so there was only one room in the house that he hadn't been to yet, and that was Wang Caiyuan's room.Wei Yan turned to look at Fuwa, picked him up and flew out.Only when he was high enough and far away did he release the restriction on Fuwa's mouth: "Do you know where the painting your grandpa mentioned is?"

Fuwa blinked: "What did you draw?"

Wei Yan: "It should be a landscape painting."

Fuwa thought for a long time: "My grandfather said he couldn't give it to you, so he couldn't give it to you." He pouted his mouth and signaled Wei Yan: If you want to freeze it, freeze it!Mighty and unyielding!

Wei Yan squinted his eyes. The Tianshu faction has existed for so long, and it has become more and more depressed from generation to generation, but the hard-boned and bad temper has been passed on regardless of biological adoption.

Fuwa raised her head and glanced at Wei Yan secretly: "If you tell me why you want to paint, I... can give you a pointer."

Seeing that Wei Yan didn't answer, Fuwa continued: "How is it? This request is very simple!"

Wei Yan glanced at Fuwa: "Don't push yourself too far."

Fuwa stared at her eyes: "I have to make an inch? You came to my house to search through my things, and you are still bullying me!"

Wei Yan: "..."

Fuwa saw that the negotiation might not be possible, so he pointed to Zhong Ling's window below: "Otherwise I will yell and call you to moleste me! Let Zhong Ling fight with you!"

Wei Yan: "..." How blind do I have to be to fall in love with you?How mentally handicapped is Zhong Ling before he believes you?

Wei Yan thought about the structure of the room just now, and was wary of Xiaoxi doing strange things to Zhong Ling.Suddenly, he saw a cloud of black smoke in the double's eyes.

Wei Yan turned his head and looked down - just after the two of them came out for a while, the wooden house caught fire.Thick black and gray smoke swarmed out from the window, the wooden strips struggled and made a crackling sound, and the huge sparks were even more red and compelling against the backdrop of the night.

Wei Yan rushed down immediately, pushing the spell to the maximum, and the ice and snow all over the sky rushed down, turning into water when encountering fire, but it could only be relieved for a moment.It's not so easy to stop this evil door that started.I don't know what kind of evil wind is blowing tonight, but it suddenly blows the ice and snow out.Stirred by the wind, the fire intensified.

On the ground, as soon as Wei Yan released Fuwa, the two rushed into the room, heading in different directions.

Wei Yan rushed into Zhong Ling's room, yelled several times, and found that the room was empty, instead of relaxing, he became more anxious, turned around and jumped out of the room.

Could it be the person who has been hiding all this time?Wei Yan thought again that in Qiu City, there should have been five beasts, but only four came out.The last one has not been found until now, maybe it was because of a grudge against Zhong Ling at the time, and came to the door?

But what method did the other party use to hide from his consciousness?

Thousands of thoughts dangled in his head, and he cast his consciousness on the double, only to find that there was darkness in front of him, and the connection between him and the double was broken.

"Zhong Ling!" Wei Yan stood outside the house and shouted anxiously: "Zhong Ling! Where are you?!"

On the side of the room, Fuwa also jumped out. Seeing Wei Yan shouting here, she also raised her voice: "Grandpa! Where are you, Grandpa?!" Wang Caiyuan's room was also empty.

Fuwa turned her head to stare at Wei Yan, her tone urgent: "Where are my grandfather and Zhong Lingren?! Do you know anything?! Tell me!"

Wei Yan moved his lips twice, not knowing what he was going to say, he was only thinking about Zhong Ling's disappearance, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Normally, Wei Yan would probably deal with such a situation calmly.But God knows how long he has been through, the joy of regaining the loss and the sweetness of getting along have softened him.Losing again, he didn't know if he could hold on.

Seeing him like this, Fuwa's eyes turned red, and she didn't know whether she was anxious or about to cry.

"What are you two doing here?" Suddenly, Zhong Ling's voice came from behind Wei Yan and Fuwa.

Wei Yan turned his head abruptly, and saw Zhong Ling carrying a bucket, half full of water, running over staggeringly.

Wei Yan rushed up, just as he was about to hug Zhong Ling, when Zhong Ling dodged and slipped under his arm: "Firefighting! You two!" He poured the bucket in his hand onto the house, turned around and poured it into the drawn river again. run over there.

Halfway through the run, Zhong Ling stopped and looked back at the two stunned people: "Hey! Wake up! The house is going to burn down!"

Fuwa rushed forward with a stride: "Where is my grandpa?"

Zhong Ling lifted his chin, and saw that Wang Caiyuan was also carrying half a bucket of water, walking staggeringly one step at a time.

Zhong Ling said, "The old man walks slowly."

Only then did Wei Yan react, and cast an enchantment around the house, filling it with ice and snow, pressing down hard, and forcibly put out the fire.There were still icicles hanging on the windows of the room, and they fell off with a "click".It can be seen from the window that the room is full of snow at the moment. It is conceivable that when all the ice and snow melt, there will be another "ocean" inside.That's why Wei Yan didn't use such a strong fire fighting method just now.

Wang Caiyuan came closer and sat on the ground with a puff: "How long will I have to dry the quilt?! The portrait of my grandfather! My family's magic weapon! My spell!"

Zhong Ling: Your patriarch originally lined up behind the quilt...

Zhong Ling turned around and asked Wei Yan, "Why did you call me in such a hurry just now?"

Wei Yan: "..." Can I not say that because I was too anxious, I forgot to use my spiritual sense?Can I not talk about my brain supplement just now?

Wei Yan coughed lightly: "Where's the ... double?"

Zhong Ling: "Oh, it caught fire just now, and he turned back into a tomato and fell to the ground. It should be a roasted tomato now."

While several people were talking, there was movement in the snow-sealed house, and they immediately became alert.

In one window, the snow shell broke open with a "plop", and one foot stretched out. After testing it back and forth for a long time, he stepped up his efforts to crush the surrounding snow.

Then, half of the horn protruded from the inside—the Gu carving dragged Chen Weilin, who was stunned, out of it: "What's going on?! Why are there suddenly two heavens of ice and fire?!"

Fuwa silently "touched" Chen Weilin's head: "It's so pitiful, he passed out several times a day. I think he would have been scared to death even if he hadn't been possessed by a ghost."

Panting heavily, Gu Diao retorted: "What you said is wrong. If he hadn't been possessed by a ghost, he wouldn't have come to us, and he wouldn't have encountered these things."

Fuwa: "According to what you said, we are the ones who got him involved?"

This statement caused Gu Diao to fall into silence, and after a while, he said: "No, I can only say that he is unlucky."

"Pfft—" A cloud of snow fell from the broken window and made a muffled sound when it landed on the ground, as if laughing at the silent scene in front of him.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Zhong Ling spoke first, breaking the silence: "Why are you two's eye sockets red? Are you smoked? Just now, especially Fuwa's two voices, I thought it was the first seven scenes."

Fuwa scratched her head: "Well... I have a part-time job. I do odd jobs in the funeral parlor, and I can shout at people twice to brighten up the atmosphere."

Zhong Ling suddenly realized: "That's no wonder." He gave Fuwa a thumbs-up: "Very professional."

Fuwa was not as particular as Wei Yan, and he rushed to Wang Caiyuan with a "wow", and the tears that were about to fall just now were also unloaded: "Grandpa! You can't die! You die and leave me alone." What do people do?! My grandpa!"

Wang Caiyuan stuffed the bucket on him, freed his hands, and slapped Fuwa on the head: "What are you calling me?! I'm not dead yet! Put away your funeral parlor set!"

Fuwa was carrying the bucket, her face full of shame and indignation: "I mean it sincerely!"

It's because Fuwa's performance is too outstanding. The next time she burns clothes for the wandering ghost, Fuwa can make the best use of it.

Standing in front of Zhong Ling, Wei Yan looked at Zhong Ling up, down, left, right, and right, and held his face up to look around, making sure that there was no trace of burning on his body, so he was completely relieved. Asked: "What's going on?"

Zhong Ling let him "knead" his face, and sighed: "I don't know, it suddenly caught fire. I rushed downstairs immediately to save the old man, and it wasn't long after I came out."

Zhong Ling said, thinking of Wang Caiyuan's performance, he couldn't help sighing again, he really deserves to be the successor of the great sect, he was so calm when he caught fire.

When he rushed into the room, Wang Caiyuan was seriously putting on his clothes and pants. He didn't say anything about his external objects, turned around and ran out with Zhong Ling.Just a question in the conversation, where is Cang Jun?

Zhong Ling watched as Wang Caiyuan heard the news that Wei Yan was going out, and there was a sly smile on Wang Caiyuan's face, as if everything was under his control.

The most dangerous place is the safest place. Wang Caiyuan obviously knows this well, and he has always pretended to be on guard against Wei Yan to go out to search for things. He has the upper hand in psychological warfare. Wei Yan just went out to find paintings.But who knew that the old fox actually hid the painting on the ceiling of their room.Oh, you can't just call him an old fox now, or Liu Shi will be upset.

Who knew that there was a "work harder and harder" tomato substitute, and by accident, this thing fell naturally.As for the lock on it, Zhong Ling couldn't open it, but Wei Yan could always find a way to open it.

Wang Caiyuan coughed lightly from the side, and kept looking at the roof: "The snow should melt soon, right?"

Wei Yan saw that the old man seemed very calm except for the wolf howl at the beginning, and he still carried his dragon aura faintly on his body.That is to say, one of the magic weapons of Tianshu Sect—the dragon scale is on him.As for the picture scroll, is it really not in this room?

Zhong Ling knew what Wei Yan was thinking when he saw Wei Yan's eyes. He took Wei Yan's hand and poked into his clothes.

Wei Yan was stunned for a moment, lowered his voice, and said seriously: "I know that substitute just now is a bit unreliable, but you can't be so anxious, there are still people watching."

Zhong Ling heard that Wei Yan's voice melted like it was soaked in water, with ripples in circles, and said helplessly, "Touch in."

Wei Yan: "Touching it can only quench your thirst for a while. It's like drinking a dove to quench your thirst. Be patient, and I'll take you to find a place later."

Zhong Ling: "..." You must have been covered in tomatoes too!

He took Wei Yan's hand and put it in the middle of his lower back: "Did you touch it?!"

Wei Yan: "..." Even the utensils are ready?Why did my little Nuannan suddenly become so active, I couldn't help it.

Zhong Ling: "Did you touch it?"

Wei Yan nodded - of course he touched such a box.It's just that I didn't pay attention during the day, when did Zhong Ling buy this kind of thing?Could it be that it was deliberately brought out while it was not in Qingliu Temple?

Seeing him nodding, Zhong Ling let go of his hand, and made a small gesture on his lips.

Wei Yan cleared his throat, pretended to be very serious and gave a "huh"—understand!It's normal to be shy!

Zhong Ling thought that he and Wei Yan had already got on good terms, so he turned to Fuwa and asked, "What are you still lighting up at night?"

This double-storey log cabin in the Pian’an corner of Tianshupai sounds like an original ecology and antique at best, but at worst it’s just a pile of broken wood, a high-risk building where mushrooms can grow on the door in rainy weather .The fire inspection is here, the kind that can start with a negative score.In addition, there is no electricity and no natural gas pipelines around, and the living conditions remain in a feudal society.

So when the house caught fire, Zhong Ling's first reaction was that Fuwa went to mess with his wood-coal stove again.Furthermore, although he has accepted that there are monsters and ghosts around him, the traditional thinking is still normal human beings, and he will not think about other aspects at all.

After hearing this, Fuwa immediately refused: "I didn't light the fire! You have already taken a shower, so why should I light the fire?" After speaking, he was afraid that Zhong Ling would not believe him, so he put the bucket on the ground and ran to Zhong Ling. Front: "Look, my hands and face are so clean."

Zhong Ling turned to look at Wei Yan, frowning in doubt.

Fuwa immediately pointed at Wei Yan: "Is it you? You want to find paintings, so you came up with this method to 'force' my grandpa to take out the paintings."

Wei Yan felt sad for Fuwa's fluctuating IQ: "Didn't you stay with me when the fire broke out?"

Fuwa looked at Wei Yan suspiciously: "Then who can say for sure? You are different from us, you have black magic."

Wei Yan: "..." Then I am also an ice type...

But he is not a person who likes to explain, especially for people or monsters he doesn't care about, it's really good to be able to say one sentence.

Zhong Ling quickly explained for Wei Yan: "No, no, it must not be Wei Yan."

Fuwa: "How do you know? Let me tell you, the demon lord Cangjun has always been a good fighter in the stories, from the gods to the little devils, jumping up and down, no one dares to provoke him! His temperament is violent, raise your hand Just one word!"

Zhong Ling: "What word?" The usage of jumping up and down is probably a bit strange.

Fuwa: "Kill! It's him who shouts and shouts!"

Zhong Ling: "..." During the time I spent with Wei Yan, I really didn't feel that he was a reckless man who shouted to fight and kill.It can be seen that the rumors are misleading!

Pointing at himself, he defended Wei Yan: "Then I'm still in the room? Light the fire and burn me too?"

Fuwa: "!" The rebuttal was so reasonable that I was speechless for a while!