It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

After Yin Cong lay down, Feng Quan covered him up again, pecked lightly on his lips, smacked his lips, and said, "It's soft."

Yin Cong blushed slightly, "...shut up."

Feng Quan said, "Can I come a few more times?"

Yin Cong was so ashamed that he didn't know where to put his hands, so he could only lie upright and let Feng Quan move: "No..."

"Oh." Feng Quan responded and kissed again.

This time it was too much.

Not only were the lips pressed together, but after a while, Feng Quan's tongue came out and began to lick the lips of the person under him.Yin Cong felt as if his whole body had been put in a furnace, the temperature gradually rose, and only the lips where the two met were real.

Yin Cong took a breath with his mouth, but Feng Quan seized the gap, his tongue took the opportunity to slip in, and wandered around in a disorderly manner.

The temperature between the two gradually rose, until Yin Cong hissed and pushed Feng Quan, Feng Quan smacked his lips and separated from him.

Yin Cong's face was flushed, he raised his weak hand, and touched his lips.

It was bitten by Feng Quan, and a little blood leaked out.

Feng Quan felt very embarrassed, and quickly licked off the bead of blood on his lips, "Hehe" laughed twice.

Yin Cong's voice was hoarse: "Don't you want to sleep in my room, lie down."

Feng Quan quickly got under the covers, approached Yin Cong, passed his arm over him and turned off the desk lamp.

The room was plunged into darkness.

Reflecting the light of the street lamp outside the window, Yin Cong's eyes were shining brightly.He turned over, faced Feng Quan, and moved a little closer to him.

Feng Quan raised his eyebrows, "What are you going to do?"

Yin looked away uncomfortably, and whispered: "You don't move."

Feng Quan lay upright and said, "Okay, I won't move."

He looked at Yin Cong, and Yin Cong looked at him, and found that Feng Quan's eyes were shining, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Close your eyes."

"Okay." Feng Quan closed his eyes as he said.

Only then did Yin Cong breathe a sigh of relief, he could look at Feng Quan with confidence.This boy was taller than him, with a slender figure, but he saw a point under the collar of the slipped pajamas, and found that his muscles were smooth and full of strength.He is a bit informal on weekdays, but when he is lying quietly like this, he looks handsome and dignified.

Yin Cong slowly lowered his head and kissed Feng Quan's sharp lips.

Feng Quan opened his eyes at this moment, and raised his hand to embrace Yin Cong's head and kiss him deeply, but was stopped by Yin Cong's eyes.He parted for a moment, and said:

"Don't move, I'll come. I won't bite you."

Feng Quan looked at the wound on Yin Cong's lips bitten by him, felt guilty, and lay flat and let Yin Cong kiss him in a disorderly but gentle manner.

However, the termination of this kiss was still due to a trace of blood oozing from the mouths of the two.Feng Quan was so dazed by the kiss that he couldn't help but put Yin Cong under him, until Yin Cong had separated from him, and said:

"……Excuse me."

Feng Quan touched his lips, feeling a tingling pain from the tiny wound.He raised his eyebrows:

"Won't it bite me?"

Yin Cong's face was reddish, he simply didn't talk to him, just lay down, turned his back to Feng Quan.

Feng Quan leaned over and spoke softly:

"Hey, what did you say before, you don't know how to find a partner, and even if you do, you won't have intimate contact with him..."

Yin Cong's voice was muffled: "Stop talking."

Feng Quan reached out and touched Yin Cong's ear, it was hot.

Feng Quan smiled muffled, moved a little closer, put his arms around Yin Cong's waist, and said intentionally:

"I don't hate kissing you, otherwise I wouldn't take the initiative to kiss me...then another thing..."

Yin Cong froze.

Feng Quan behind him was very close to him, and his back was against...

Feng Quan spoke again, with warm breath on his neck:

"Actually, I'm a little curious. You are willing to associate with me, so you must like me. Then do you have, um... any idea of ​​what you want to do to me? Demand?"

Yin Cong rubbed his ears, turned around and faced Feng Quan face to face.His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were curious.

Hmm... Curious?

Then Yin Cong asked seriously: "If there is a need, why not come by yourself? It can be finished in about half an hour. It is very convenient and clean."

Feng Quan: "..."

He looked at Yin Cong's serious eyes and didn't know what to say.After thinking for a while, he said, "It should be different. It's different when you come by yourself and when others come."

Yin Cong thought for a while and said, "Then I'll try. Don't look at it."

Feng Quan blinked.

Seeing that Yin Cong was so embarrassed that all the exposed skin was pink, but he still turned around firmly, and then buried his head in the quilt, thinking about the rustling of his clothes.

After a while, Yin Cong turned around again, took Feng Quan's hand to touch his skin, and said to him, "It's your turn. Help me, I'll compare the feelings."

Feng Quan blinked again, and finally couldn't help it, he flipped Yin Cong violently, pressed him under him, tore off his pajamas with one hand, lowered his head and kissed him lightly, with the other hand underneath, "Help "Yin Cong.

Immediately Yin Cong knew the difference between the two.

He could hardly utter a complete sentence, in order not to make a sound, he covered his mouth with one hand, and held onto Feng Quan's arm weakly with the other hand.Until the end, Feng Quan found a tissue to wipe his hands, and saw that Yin Cong's eyes were watery as he was lying on the bed.

Feng Quan was very proud of the reaction he had caused, he lay on his side beside him, propped his head, and asked knowingly:

"What, how does it feel? Is it different?"

Yin Cong glanced at him with twinkling eyes, and silently pulled the quilt over his head to block Feng Quan's gaze.

Feng Quan also lay down, not disturbing Yin Cong, and calmed himself down, and then felt Yin Cong's hand under the quilt quietly touching him.

He turned his head and looked, Yin Cong pulled down half of the quilt, coughed lightly, and said:

"...reciprocity."

The next day, the two of them both got up late as expected. Feng Quan opened his eyes and saw the bright sunshine outside, panicked for a moment, then remembered that he had already finished the college entrance examination, so he didn't have to get up so early, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Yin Congye woke up, had dinner and sat at the dining table, Feng Quan chatted with him:

"Come out with me in a few days."

Yin Cong asked: "Because it was Feng Jing who came to look for you earlier?"

"Part of the reason." Feng Quan said, "every three years, each Taoist family will hold a unified experience assessment for the juniors. I'll go and see how this year's little celestial masters are doing."

Yin Congdao: "When?"

"In three days, I think you should have something to arrange before you leave."

"That's right." Yin Congdao, "Shengzhao manages the living world, Xuzhao manages the spiritual world, and there is another realm between the two realms as a transit. I was originally in charge... Now this responsibility is removed, but it is still necessary to entrust it to the successor."

Feng Quan asked curiously, "Who?"

Yin Cong spread his palms, and a phantom of a book emerged from his palm, and then a small black stone jumped out from the pages of the book, circling around Yin Cong joyfully.

"it."

Feng Quan was unsure: "...just this little thing?"

Yin Cong touched Qianxun who stopped in front of him, "It has the ability."

Feng Quan looked at the little rock that acted a bit naive, and said noncommittally: "Maybe... If you don't mind, I kind of want to know how...you were selected to be the third boundary supervisor?"

Yin Cong frowned slightly, "...I don't know either."

Feng Quan rested his chin and listened to him.

"I did die at that time, but I woke up again. After waking up, I found that this place was completely different from the era I was familiar with, and there were many more things in my mind. Let me know my responsibilities and what I want to do .And then I met you."

Feng Quan thought to himself, Yin Cong is really not a good storyteller.Looking at Yin Cong, he said, "Actually, what I want to know more is your own previous story—before I met you."

Yin Cong paused and said, "I'll tell you later."

In places with beautiful scenery, not only villas can be built, but also cemeteries can be built.The cemetery is a little farther away, and the area is not small.

After eating, Feng Quan was dragged by Yin Cong to the cemetery to do hard work.

Sighing, he held the transformed book in his hand, started from the first one in the south, knocked on the tombstone, and said:

"Check your household registration! If you haven't been reincarnated, come out!"

In the black and white portrait is a handsome young man who blinked after Feng Quan yelled, dissatisfied:

"What are you yelling about, the old man next door is sleeping! Do you have a sense of public morality!"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Feng Quan said, looking at the young man in the portrait, he tapped on the page, and a line of small golden characters quickly appeared on it, undulating like ripples, and disappeared after a while.

"Then I'll keep my voice down. It's none of your business."

The young man cursed and closed the "door".A little portrait inlaid in the tombstone has recovered its lifelessness.

After walking one row, Feng Quan sat on the side and rested for a while, when he suddenly noticed a difference in a position in the second row.

Tributes and flowers were placed in front of the other tombstones, but this one was clean in front, without any tributes.Feng Quan walked over to take a look. The photo was old and yellowed. On it was an old man who looked about 60 years old, looking at the camera with a smile.

The difference is not only that the front of the tombstone is clean.

There is also Yin Qi.

Only in front of this tombstone, there is a vague yin qi lingering.It still survives under the daylight, which means that it is not the occasional wild ghost passing by, but that there are ghosts wandering outside from time to time.

But it shouldn't.

Displaced in the world, they are all lonely souls and wild ghosts.The so-called solitary ghosts are naturally ghosts that have no place to go after death, so some of them wander around and even dissipate, or they are aroused by hostility and generate resentment, endangering strangers; Live by the evil thoughts and emotions of people.

However, ghosts that have already returned to the loess should not come out and walk around.

The world of the dead and the living are different, intertwined and separated.Ordinary people like to say that the world after death is "underground", but it is not true, the two worlds are actually intertwined.Maybe a stranger is walking on the road, and at the same time, a dead person from another world walks past him, but both of them are unaware of it.

And the only way for the dead to visit the world of the living is his tombstone.