Painted skin jade series

Personal heat sticks together.

Wang Xuan sighed comfortably, hugged the young man, bit the young man's earlobe, and said, "My Ayu is still a pure boy. When your health is better, I will teach you how to play."

"...I'm fine, I'm fine." The red-faced boy hugged Wang Xu'an, rubbed gently, and clumsily kissed Wang Xu'an's shoulder and neck to please him.

Wang Xu'an felt that the taste was not bad, it was simply wonderful.He didn't mind delaying the time to break the boy's body.

The boy refused to take medicine, so Wang Xu'an fed him mouthful.

How, after grinding half a bowl in half an hour, Wang Xu'an sighed, lifted the bowl directly, and was about to pour it down.The boy closed his eyes nervously, but his hands were still holding onto Wang Xu'an's clothes.

Wang Xu'an laughed, and poured the rest of the medicine on the young man, "If you don't want to take it internally, use it externally."

Her body was uncomfortably sticky, and her clothes were covered with brown stains. Chen Yuhui was about to cry aggrieved.The hand is still holding Wang Xu'an.

"Okay, okay, I didn't bully you. You refused to drink it. I really can't help it." Wang Xu'an didn't mind the smell of medicine, and rolled on the bed with Chen Yuhui in his arms, so both of them smelled like medicine.

"I want to take a bath." Chen Yuhui couldn't fall asleep.

"It's late, everyone is asleep, are you going to make a noise?" Wang Xu'an asked.

"Danniang!" Chen Yuhui called.

Wang Xu'an covered his mouth and said, "I'll wash you, don't call anyone. She boiled the medicine for you several times during the day, and she's tired."

Chen Yuhui closed her mouth and looked at him.

Wang Xu'an smiled, put down the curtain, threw away the quilt, and took off Chen Yuhui's only jacket. Seeing him naked with his legs closed, he licked his lower lip and took off his own jacket.

Then, Wang Xu fell on Chen Yuhui's body and cleaned every inch of his skin.

That night, when it was almost dawn, Chen Yuhui produced some thin liquid, and Wang Xuan vented his anger between Chen Yuhui's tight legs.The two of them slept until the next afternoon.

After some strenuous exercise, Chen Yuhui's complexion returned to ruddy, and when the weather is fine, she will get out of bed and go for a walk in the garden.

Wang Xu'an was originally a person with nothing to do.

The two of them would often stay up late at night, catch up on sleep during the day, and reverse their day and night routines.

☆, (10 fresh coins) 1.3

On this day, a friend of Wang Xuan came to visit.

Wang Xu'an had something to do, so he asked Chen Yuhui to stay in the room and not to move around.

Friends in Taiyuan City, Wang Xu'an rarely invited to his home.This time it was an old friend from another place, so it was hard to refuse, but they knew each other well, and the other party was good at it, so Wang Xuan didn't want Chen Yuhui to see a guest.

The guest said he would leave after staying for three days, and came to bother him because of business in Taiyuan.

Wang Xu'an entertained and accompanied people every day, and Chen Yuhui became curious.

On this day, Wang Xu'an went out to sell paintings, and Chen Yuhui heard that the customer hadn't gone out in the wing room, so she went over curiously to have a look.

The guest was not alone, but also brought a bookboy with him.

It was unfortunate that Chen Yuhui went there.

I just saw the guests doing well in the room.

Chen Yuhui couldn't help but push open the door of the wing room because of the painful screams, pitiful begging and brutal beating and scolding.

The door is ajar.

Inside, a bearded man was supporting the little boy's waist, and the little boy was crying so much that his face was wet, half of him was hanging outside the couch, desperately grabbing the edge of the bed and screaming.

Even the bearded man saw Chen Yuhui, smiled ambiguously, as if showing off, hugged the little boy and got up, and poked and poked the boy as he walked, the boy who was treated like this was crying so hard that his voice was almost hoarse.

"Is it comfortable?" Even the bearded man laughed and asked.

"Shu...comfortable... more, come again..." Xiao Tong gasped miserably.

Chen Yuhui didn't see joy, but only saw drops of blood dripping under the connected bodies of the two.

Knowing that it was someone else's affair, Chen Yuhui closed the door and left.

Wang Xu'an didn't treat him like this, and he was even more afraid that he would treat him like this. Chen Yuhui was hiding from Wang Xu'an's various touches on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Wang Xuan noticed something was wrong.

Chen Yuhui closed her eyes: "It will bleed..."

Wang Xu'an was stunned, and he would soon smile apologetically: "It hurts the first time, but it will get better after that, and it won't bleed every time... How do you know?"

Chen Yuhui looked at the top of the tent, and told about the accidental encounter.

Wang Xu'an turned his eyes and stared at the boy in his arms: "Ayu, do you want to have a try with me?"

Chen Yuhui shook her head.

"I think." Wang Xu'an said, "Husbands and wives will do this."

"They are not husband and wife." Chen Yuhui pointed to a pair of guests in the wing room, which were the host and the book boy.

"You can do things as husband and wife even if you are not a couple, as long as they like each other, Ayu, do you like me? I like Ayu very much." Wang Xuan said softly.

The boy bit his lip.

"If you want to, just do it." Frowning brows, blushing face.

Facts have proved that Chen Yuhui's body is more sensitive and fragile than ordinary people.

Except for the first bleeding, the second bleeding, and the third bleeding, there is basically no bleeding.

Wang Xuan regretted it.His original plan was to slowly develop training, but if he was not careful, he still felt a little itchy.

Wang Xu'an's possessiveness and sadism often not only won't restrain himself after seeing the blood from the grind, but also step up his aggression and cultivation like a mad dog.

Chen Yuhui was very miserable. His body was better, but he could hardly get out of bed. Basically, after a good night's rest, he would lie down for several days.

Wang Xu'an endured it for so long, but he was not as calm as he thought. The young man's delicate body was just right for his taste. One night at a time couldn't satisfy his appetite at all. After a night, he had to rest for a few days, which would lead to even more violent teasing a few days later.

When Chen Yuhui was in severe pain, she held back her tears and kept silent, because Wang Xu'an said that she liked his body very much, so Chen Yuhui obediently became female.

Wang Xu'an was very kind to him, except for some vulgar times when wolves barked, he dressed and ate everything with his own hands, and even took pleasure in hugging people to see flowers.

Chen Yuhui was resting in the garden, and Wang Xuan saw the scenery was good, so he wanted to paint.Chen Yuhui slept on her own, so Wang Xuan played with it.

Sometimes when I wake up, I change my posture, headgear, and clothes.

This time when she woke up, not only did she change her posture, her headgear, her clothes, but even her face was covered in makeup.Chen Yuhui looked at Wang Xu'an, who was concentrating on painting.

Chen Yuhui stroked her hair, and it basically fell apart, with a silver hairpin in her bun.

There are few clothes on her body, although she is wearing two white ones, one gauze and one silk, with bare chest and open arms, although she is in the courtyard at home, she is not very neat.

Touched his face, there was powder on his face and rouge on his lips.Chen Yuhui frowned and stood up, walking to Wang Xu'an to watch.

The picture on the shelf is almost finished.

The beauty on the top is dewy and sad, falling asleep, her expression is as light as a flower petal.The cheeks are pink, the lips are bright red, and the forehead is covered with five-color red flowers, like a fairy.

"Is this me?" Chen Yuhui was suspicious, and reached out to touch her forehead.

"Don't move." Wang Xu'an grabbed Chen Yuhui's fingers, the fingertips were already stained red, and there was a faint fragrance of powder, Wang Xu'an said, "Why isn't it you? Isn't my Yu'er like this?"

Chen Yuhui blushed.

Wang Xu'an brought Chen Yuhui's fingers to his lips, kissed them little by little, and licked them one by one.

Painting, no one cares.

Wang Xu'an hugged the person, lifted his clothes and trousers, and eagerly warmed up on the ground.

Although I took a set of jade potions of different sizes to open up the chrysanthemum hole, and sent it into Chen Yuhui's body during the day, and replaced it with Wang Xu'an's real gun at night to open up the chrysanthemum hole.

But the fragile inner wall was swelled red and swollen by the force of the jade. Wang Xuan didn't rub it a few times, Chen Yuhui's face turned pale from the pain. Halfway through, red dew oozed from the hot spot, dripping and staining the clothes room.

The sky suddenly became overcast.It's like trying to hide the shame of a pair of people who are passionately entangled.

Then, a few drops of rain fell, Wang Xuan hugged the limp young man and walked a few steps, thinking of going to the porch to shelter from the rain.

The two were originally connected, but as soon as they moved, Chen Yuhui's whole weight hung on Wang Xu'an's body, and she groaned a little.

Seeing that the rain was not heavy, Wang Xuan couldn't bear to sit on the cold painting bench, hugged Chen Yuhui and continued.

Chen Yuhui sat on Wang Xu'an's body, bearing his heat, and the person who was close to him burned even her own weight, and hugged Wang Xu'an's neck tightly.

Sweat on his forehead muddyed the forehead flower painted by rouge, Wang Xuan stuck out the tip of his tongue and ate it bit by bit.He casually took the rouge box at the side, hugged Chen Yuhui with one hand, brushed the color with the tip of the brush in the other hand, and once again painted a blooming flower on the young man's fair forehead.

The young man trembled, and his flower heart deviated a few centimeters.Like a little red mole on the brow.

Wang Xu'an chuckled, hugged the boy's waist with both hands, and licked the rouge in the box with the tip of his tongue, and applied it to Chen Yuhui's lips.

The bright colors make the young man in love even more colorful.Warm gasps and a subdued cry came out from the opened mouth.

Wang Xu'an opened his mouth and bit, swallowing the sound.

The Qiqing sold by Hongxiu Zhai is the ultimate rouge, which is more expensive than gold. It is prepared with floral dew, non-toxic, sweet and aphrodisiac.

☆, (12 fresh coins) 1.4

Chen Yuhui's mouth was filled with the sweet scent of rouge, and he resisted Wang Xu'an's fumbling tongue that broke into his mouth.

Wang Xu'an pressed the back of his head, sucked the body fluid from Chen Yuhui's mouth, and kissed Chen Yuhui until he couldn't breathe.

Until, Wang Xuan let him go.

Chen Yuhui lay on Wang Xu'an's shoulder for a long while before saying, "Satisfied?"

"Not enough to eat." Wang Xu'an looked up at the sky, brushed Chen Yuhui's clothes, and carried him into the corridor.

The raindrops were getting bigger and hit them, a little painful.

Chen Yuhui refused to enter the room and wanted to watch the rain.

Wang Xu'an hastily collected the painting tools, easel and drawing paper, while Chen Yuhui played with the rouge paste in the exquisite ink cartridge.

After Wang Xu'an dried the slightly wet painting, he hugged Chen Yuhui and sat down on the wicker chair in front of the porch again.

It is too crowded for two people to sit on one chair.Fortunately, they are sitting stacked.

From a distance, it is two idlers leaning together to watch the rain.

Looking closely, the people below are close to the people above, and the clothes can't cover their hidden movements at all.

Wang Xu'an lay comfortably on the wicker chair, holding the young man with one hand, while the other hand was idle. He reached into the young man's crotch, rubbed and played with it, massaged the tired chrysanthemum, touched the trembling stem, and wiped it clean with a handkerchief. After touching the wet little hole, he took out a jade pen that was bigger than the one Chen Yuhui used yesterday from his clothes, and moved it in little by little.

Chen Yuhui bit her lip and nestled in Wang Xu'an's arms. At this moment, her body trembled, and the rouge box she was holding fell to the ground.

Wang Xuan glanced at the blushing boy with a smile, leaned forward to pick up the rouge, then pulled out Yushi who had just rushed into his head, raised Chen Yuhui's chin, licked Yushi wet in front of Chen Yuhui, and painted Yushi's end Filled with rouge, she lifted her clothes and broke her buttocks, and stuffed the jade back into the warm and moist chrysanthemum hole.

Chen Yuhui bent over the quilt, her entire buttocks tightened, and her eyes were about to water.

Wang Xu'an laughed, patted Chen Yuhui's buttocks, hugged and stroked and kissed her fondly.

The two of them wished they could melt into a puddle like water mixed with mud.

After a while the rain stopped.

In the garden, beside the wet stone bench, against the emerald green grass, there are small and delicate jade roots falling.The blades of grass next to it were filled with rainwater. When the wind blew, the water droplets fell in strings and poured onto the jade... A pair of boots stopped, and a person bent over to pick up the plaything on the ground , put it in the sleeve, and walked back to the room lightly.

It was windy, rainy, and played outside for a long time, and Chen Yuhui continued to have a fever as expected.

This low fever and high fever basically never stopped after entering the Wang family.

It was sunny outside, so Chen Yuhui could only stay in the room and watch the scenery through the window.

The bed moved to the window.

The green onion on the outside opened up a yard of green.It is pleasing to watch.

Chen Yuhui laughed and said that no matter how good the rouge Wang Xu'an used, it was not as pretty as the red flowers in the courtyard, and the people painted by Wang Xu'an were more genious, and they were not as beautiful as the trees in the courtyard. All things in nature are the best beauty given by God.

As Chen Yuhui spoke, she remembered the mountains and rivers she saw when she went to Beijing to catch the exam.That was the only time he traveled far away.

Chen Yuhui said that if you have the opportunity, you can swim around, and you will have no regrets in this life.

Wang Xuan said casually that in the future, there will be plenty of opportunities.

It will be a long time in the future, but he is not with him.

At that time, Ruoye Qingqing, the sun was shining, only each other was with him, he guarded him, he believed in him, thinking that it would really last forever.

Isn't the human heart a truly unpredictable thing?

Later, the plants all over the garden were barren, and cobwebs grew in each room, and even the sun seemed unwilling to patronize this house.Wang Xuan returned home alone, and there was no one waiting for him.

There are no servants who come and cry.

There is no soft and gentle boy.

There is no sweet rouge.

Wang Xu'an woke up from the absurd dream in the capital, with nothing left.The bell in his head rang, and he felt that his years were gone.

If everything was reversed, Wang Xuan wondered if he would go back to the old way.

I don't know if he will pick up the delicate boy on a rainy night and bring him back to Chen Yuhui's home.

I don't know if after making love to Chen Yuhui, she is still tired of soaking in one person, going out to invite friends and make trouble.

I don't know if on the way to Beijing to rush for the exam, when I met the young master of the Chen family, I would still stick to him and strike up a conversation.

Wang Xu'an opened the door of the secret room of the study, hugging the portraits all over the floor, for the first time he didn't know what he wanted.

Everything is gone.

Wang Xuan lit a fire.

When the fire was burning, it suddenly occurred to him that if everything went back to the way it was before, he could have a child.

Wang Xuan smiled.Although he has aged rapidly in recent years, when he left the general's mansion, others regarded him as a servant in the mansion, but when he laughed, he still had a bit of a youthful flair.

The fire was so big that people were burned to the bone.

The fire was not big enough to burn down the entire dilapidated Wang family. Many people with limbs and minds went into the half-destroyed fire site to pick up some things that could be exchanged for money.

Some of the old paintings were lost.

……

A few years later.

In the tightly closed studio of the Chen family, a gust of wind blew by, and the lock on the door opened automatically.

Two young people carrying each other entered the room.

One of them, with green eyebrows, wearing a white coat and a black cloak, was Chen Yuhui.Years later, he is still slim and graceful, like a young man in his early twenties. The intractable illnesses in his early years seem to have disappeared, and he looks very energetic, especially his eyes, which are clear pools filled with water waves. Looking back, he is full of heroism.

The other young master was dressed more brightly, with purple clothes and jade belts, hairpin crowns with red tassels, black pupils and black hair, charming and sharp eyebrows, and he looked kind when he smiled.The thin lips were parted lightly, and the brows were raised proudly, exchanging the elegant and detached temperament for a bit compelling.It's Li Meijue.

Li Meijue's palm turned into a glowing ball of fire, illuminating the room.

Li Meijue smiled and glanced at the various paintings hanging on almost a wall. Although there were some damages and scorched marks from the fire, the characters on the portraits were distinct.

Chen Yuhui was disturbed by his look, stepped forward and pulled him and said, "Let's go back, what are you doing here by a detour?"

"Come to get your things." Li Meijue said.

"..." Chen Yuhui moved her lips and said, "An old thing."

But it is an old thing, and there are several pictures of intercourse on it.He and Wang Xuan.Seeing Li Meijue's eyes fixed there, Chen Yuhui couldn't help taking a breath, her scalp stiffened.

This boy Yuan Cong paid a lot of money to take back these unbearable paintings, what is he doing?

"I don't know how to draw." Li Meijue said suddenly.

"Huh?" Chen Yuhui was surprised.

"The painting is beautiful. You are in the painting." Li Meijue glanced at Chen Yuhui and said, "But I don't like these paintings at all."

Chen Yuhui let out a breath.

"Yuan Cong collected these things and put them here, what is he thinking? Do you watch you every day?" Li Meijue said.

Chen Yuhui hung up in one breath, her face still burning.He really has no position to comment.

"I know he has been wanting to come since he collected your paintings." Li Meijue said, "Of course, no one can collect you except me, and the same goes for your little Yuancong."

Chen Yuhui couldn't help but want to ask, what exactly do you want?

"What do you think should be done?" Li Meijue asked annoyed.

Chen Yuhui sighed: "Burn it."

"Don't you think it's a pity?" Li Meijue asked.

Chen Yuhui shook her head and said, "No."

"Okay." Li Meijue smiled, and as he said that, he pulled a few intact single portraits down and rolled them up, then turned his palms over, and a fire directly burned the rest of the paintings on the wall.

"You are..." Chen Yuhui was surprised that Li Meijue didn't destroy all the portraits.

Li Meijue said with satisfaction: "Wang Xuan's bastard, his painting skills are not bad, we will keep these few pictures. You are all mine now, and I don't want to argue with a ghost whose soul doesn't know which level of hell he has fallen into."

The next day, Yuan Cong opened the door of the studio, and the paintings all over the wall were gone, and there was a pile of paper dust on the ground.How can there be a fire, just burn the painting, leaving no trace on the wall?supernatural phenomenon...

Yuan Cong stared blankly at the empty wall, and said "Young Master"...

In fact, there is still a relic in the Chen family, because it was hung in the room of Yuancong and his wife and enshrined on the incense table, so it was saved from catastrophe.

Many years later, all the children of the Yuan family knew that they had a beautiful godfather.

Five Entrances to the Monk's Door [Follow-up to Qingdi Temple]

☆, (9 fresh coins) 1.1

Ying Chou left home when he was young and never went back.

For a lifetime of being old in the mountains and forests, and dying of old age on Yunfeng, it seems that there are no regrets for Chou.He has always been a cowardly person. Those unrealistic thoughts when he was young have long been blurred in his head over the long years...

What do you remember?

Ying Chou thought, he likes others.That little monk is called Yingli.

Ying Chou is from Taiyuan, and the most famous temple in Taiyuan City is Qingdi Temple.The other temples are in the soil, and the Qingdi Temple is high in the clouds.

At that time, Ying Chou was not called Ying Chou, he had a lay name and he had a family.Ying Chou's elder sister always told him how refined the monks of Qingdi Temple are, how solemn, handsome, and young...

Qingdi Temple is the place where the children of rich families and powerful dignitaries, wives and ladies go. Ordinary people don't even have enough money to burn incense sticks.Ying Chou's family has only been there twice, when Ying Chou's mother was sick, Ying Chou's father took them to make a wish and fulfill the wish.

The young sister fell in love with the monk in the temple, and she never forgot it until she got married.

After my mother recovered from her illness, the family did not get better.Father drank and gambled, and spent his money like water. Mother tried to persuade her, but she was often beaten to the point of tears.

The mother died, and the elder sister was "married" by the father to redeem the gambling money.

When he was short of money again, his cruel father stared at Ying Chou.The elder sister was reluctant to let her younger brother be betrayed, so she secretly took rice silver from her husband's house for relief, and was locked up when she found out.

Ying Chou's father wanted to sell Ying Chou to Huajie as a servant, but Ying Chou was too young, sallow, emaciated and dirty, so there was no good price.

The young Yingchou cried and tugged on his father's clothes and said, "I'd rather be sold to the temple."

Qingdi Temple accepts disciples differently from other temples. Recruiting disciples will give the family a large amount of Buddhist gold, and generally recruiting children from poor families, the requirement is to enter the monk's school, that is, the disciples of the Buddhist family, and then communicate with the secular world. Nothing to do, not to meet with relatives again.

Ying Chou doesn't know what will happen in the future.

His father's mind was moved.I owed a whole lot of debt, and just sold the child who dragged the oil bottle and ran away.

As a result, there was a young monk Ying Chou in Qingdi Temple.

On the first day Ying Chou entered the house, he was carried upside down by the monk and thrown into a large wooden barrel for cleaning. He dipped a thick brush up and down in salt water and swept it several times before being wrapped in dry clothes and thrown out.

Standing barefoot on the stone floor, Ying Chou saw little white-clothed monks walking along the corridor, each with a bald head and wearing clogs, looking at him curiously, with cold gloating in those curious eyes.

Ying Chou just shyly wrapped her clothes tightly and lowered her head.Those little monks were all very good-looking, ten or a hundred times better than the skinny Ying Ugly.

On the first night, the abbot summoned him.

The good-looking abbot looked at him and laughed, who looked for this person, the name is not bad, it's ugly.

Ying Chou's tears were about to fall.He didn't think he was ugly before, but when he came to this temple, it was wrong to take a step, say a word, or raise his head... completely out of place.

Someone echoed the abbot's words.

Walking to the side of the abbot was a romantic Taoist priest with long hair. He sat down with his arms around the abbot, stared at Ying Chou with a smile and said: "I nodded and accepted it. I gave his father ten gold. I also named it. Do you like it?" That's good, I just look at this child so ugly that it makes people feel distressed. Don't you think that the ones in our temple will get tired of looking at them, wouldn't it be nice to have a different taste and clear eyes?"

The abbot squinted: "So, are you tired of looking at me?"

"Where? My love is the most beautiful baby in the world!" The Taoist bluffed loudly. They were obviously not young, but they talked about these words like water, without any ambiguity, and without feeling nasty at all.

Ying Chou looked down at his toes.

Later, Ying Chou knew that it was Abbot Xuan Qing and You Fang Dao Gui Yang.

The abbot said: "Looking at how ugly he is, let's assign him to the cleaning department and learn to do some chores."

Gui Yang waved his hand and said: "This is mercy, little thing, why don't you kneel down and thank me?"

Ying Chou knelt down clumsily, not knowing how to salute, so he kowtowed a few times in the posture of worshiping a Bodhisattva before, and crawled out.Behind him, there was laughter.

At that time, Ying Chou didn't know that he was lucky enough to be assigned to the Ministry of Cleaning.

Qingdi Temple treats disciples very well, food, clothing and housing are something that Ying Chou never even dared to think about before.Although the room is small, there is one room for one person. Although the clothes are uniforms, the materials are all cotton and silk. Although it is necessary to get up every day before dawn to go to class and work, but you can still eat at the table without beating or scolding. full.Ying Chou thought, what my sister said is right, Qingdi Temple is really nice.

However, there are often people crying in the back yard. Ying Chou passed by once and saw a young monk who was stripped naked and hung on a high wooden stick. It's a piece of shit!

Ying Chou was so frightened that his feet trembled.The monk who led him pulled him and said, "Tsk, what will happen if you run away. You are a disciple of Fengbu."

The monks of Qingdi Temple are roughly divided into four groups.The Ministry of Law, preaching scriptures and worshiping the Buddha, managing wealth and discipline, is generally the main thing in the temple; the Ministry of Military Affairs, teaches martial arts, and maintains order in the temple; the Ministry of Feng, external affairs, receives believers who come to worship; And arrange the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the disciples.

Ying Chou didn't understand why some people wanted to run away when the conditions in the temple were so good.

Later, I heard from others that the disciples of Fengbu often disappeared for no reason.In fact, the most recruited students in the monastery are the disciples of Fengbu, and Ying Chou just won the prize by accident and entered the most leisurely Jingbu.

Is the clean department free?The disciples of the Jing Department are also divided into first class, second class, third class, fourth class, and last class.Tiredness varies.The hierarchy of seniors and seniors is very clear in Qingdi Temple.

Ying Chou is the last of the four classes.He was very surprised, why are the seniors with strange faces, tired bodies and complaints?

The great monk who brought Yingchou said that it was because Yingchou's time limit had not yet expired, and he would only start teaching martial arts after one year of entering the temple.Learning martial arts...Of course I'm tired.

Ying Chou nodded ignorantly.

In fact, it was because Ying Chou was too young, and people didn't bother to explain it to him.

Ying Chou's enlightenment will take half a year.At that time, Yingli's group entered the temple one after another.

☆, (11 fresh coins) 1.2

At that time, the city of Taiyuan was particularly unstable, because several boys and girls died whose skins and hearts were gouged out, and rumors of ghosts and ghosts were particularly prosperous.

Then, in the city, children disappeared one after another.

Among the dozen or so boys brought back by Fengbu, Yingli was not the most outstanding, but he was the most clever. He had a pair of rolling eyes, as if he was thinking of ghost ideas all the time, that was the look of a child.

Although there are many boys in Qingdi Temple, they all look like children pretending to be adults.The great monk said, that is called being well-behaved and sensible.

really.

Ying Li is the most misbehaved one.Every time there is a quarrel, he is the one, and he is also responsible for the punishment and confinement.

Ying Chou and Ying Li talked, they met in one night.

That night, there were few people in the temple, and the abbot took a dozen or so monks out for a wandering tour.It is said that Qingdi Temple actually has its own fairy palace in the fairy mountain outside the mountain, and every old monk will be taken there.

Knowing that the head monk had left most of the time, the young monks rebelled.run away.

Those who escaped were all newcomers, and there were also a few old disciples who couldn't bear the teachings of Fengbu.Those who know the way will know the way, those who know some martial arts will drive along, and those who are cunning will pour sweat medicine into the pot in the cafeteria in advance.

When everyone was running outside, Ying Li hid in, unbiased, and hid in Ying Chou's room.

Ying Chou looked at the little monk who broke into his room, at a loss.

Ying Li asked: "Do you have anything to eat here? I haven't eaten anything properly for a few days."

Ying Chou took out the dry goods she had hidden and handed them to Ying Li.

Ying Li ate voraciously, choked on the food, and then reached out to touch the kettle on the table.He raised his face and drank desperately into the spout.

Ying Chou saw that he was almost done eating, so he carefully sat down at the table and asked, "Is there no one to give you something to eat?"

Ying Li cut his mouth, grinned and said, "They wish my lower mouth could only go in and out, so how could they be willing to fill my upper mouth with more food?"

"What... the lower mouth?" Ying Chou couldn't understand.

"...Are you a young child? There are still unbroken young children in Qingdi Temple?" Ying Li laughed until tears came out.

That night, Ying Li slept in Ying Chou's room and taught Ying Chou the other side of Qingdi Temple that Ying Chou didn't know.

Ying Li said, do you know Flower Street?Qingdi Temple is similar to the place where women entertain men with their bodies, except that all the guests here are men, and the monks here exchange their bodies for money.As for you?It could be really ugly.

Ying Li said that he was not sold, but arrested, and was locked up in a small room at the bottom of the mountain for more than ten days. Of the twenty or so children detained, only a dozen were left, and the rest were tortured to death.Every day, he has to take various medicines, receive training with various equipment, and it is common for him to beat, scold and punish Guan Xiaoheiwu for not giving him food.

Ying Chou said, then why do you make trouble every time?

Ying Li said, I can't help it.

Ying Chou said, they all escaped, why didn't you escape?

Ying Li asked, have you ever seen anyone escape successfully?

Ying Chou said that those who escaped were caught and beaten badly.

Ying Li said, I am afraid of pain, so don't be the one who gets beaten.Don't you think it's too easy for them to implement their plan?You can't escape down the mountain, let alone on the mountain?I'm leaving sooner or later, but not now.

Ying Chou asked, when?

Ying Li said, when I can go.And you?

Ying Chou shook his head, my father doesn't want me anymore, I won't go back.

Yingli looked at him strangely and said, this is not your home, if your father doesn't want you, you can also don't want your father, the outside world is very big.Everyone in my family is dying, but I want to live well alone.

When Ying Li said this, his eyes sparkled and his whole body was full of energy.Ying Chou was in a daze.

Ying Chou didn't dare to say that he regarded Qingdi Temple as his home, where there was food, drink and a place to sleep, and there were people who needed him to do things.

What Ying Li said was right. The next day, a group of young monks who escaped were caught and knelt in a row, tied up in the yard under the sun.The leading one was hung on a tall, thin wooden pole with the head deep in its backyard.

There were bloody welts on Bai Huahua's body, different from the welts in the past that were red but not bloody, this time it was flesh and bone.The hanged man's face was distorted in pain, but he couldn't make a sound, and something blocked his mouth.

Under the cruel punishment, it is not like a person, but like a beast being cruelly treated.

The rules of Qingdi Temple are nailed into the heart of every little monk who is impatient and thinking about leaving in a creepy spike shape.

You can die, but you can't leave.

Ying Chou was so frightened that he peed his pants and hid behind Ying Li in white clothes.

A mighty big monk holding a stick walked over, saw Ying Li, and asked, "Didn't you also run away last night? Why didn't you go over there and kneel? Do you want me to beat you over there?"

Ying Li didn't speak, Ying Chou was already crying.

A young monk dressed in brown came out from behind the monk, stood in front of the two, clasped his hands together and said, "Master, he is the only one among the new guests who did not leave the temple yesterday."

The monk snorted, put the iron rod on his shoulder, and ignored them.

The little monk in brown clothes turned his head, gave Ying Li and Ying Chou a cold look, then turned and walked away.

Yellow jerseys for Fabu, brown jerseys for Wubu, white jerseys for Fengbu, and blue jerseys for Jingbu.Obviously, this is a young monk from the military department.

The little monk has long hands and feet, broad shoulders and a thin waist. Although he is young, he has a clear and beautiful appearance, like ice flowers blooming on the branches in winter.He walked away, Ying Li pulled Ying Chou from behind him and said, "The elder brother who spoke for me is really good-looking, do you know who he is?"

"Shan... the four disciples of Master Shandao should take precepts." Ying Chou said.

Ying Li smiled: "I hope I will be so good-looking when I grow up."

Ying Chou tugged at the corner of Yingli's clothes and said, "You are prettier than him."

"Nonsense." Ying Li patted Ying Chou's head, pulled Ying Chou's cheeks, and said, "You will never change."

Ying Chou sniffed and nodded.

Ying Li later became very obedient, and was liked by the great monks, and he couldn't help making trouble anymore.It should be said that since then, almost no one has made troubles, and the new young monks have become a little dazed, with shyness, fear and bewilderment in their eyes, and later, the color has become muddy.Only Yingli's eyes were always clear black.

On the eve of Ying Chou's learning of martial arts, Ying Li came to him.

As soon as Yingli entered the door, she took off her clothes and climbed onto Yingchou's bed.

"What are you doing?" Ying Chou hugged the quilt to hide.

"I think you're going to be budged by your ugly master, and I feel sorry for you. So, let me teach you first. Who made us friends?" Ying Li said, "You don't know the teaching in Qingdi Temple? Is it Harmony Dual Cultivation?"

Ying Chou blushed.

Ying Li pressed on Ying Chou, and while helping him undress, disgusted: "Aren't you very thin before? When did you become so obese? You are almost the same as your ugly master."

Ying Chou wants to cry but has no tears.

The night passed quickly.Ying Chou hugged the corner of the quilt and shed tears, Ying Li was woken up by him, pressed his forehead and said: "I was used by you out of kindness, why are you crying?"

Ying Chou wiped away tears and said, "You keep calling me ugly."

"You are very ugly, don't everyone call you ugly?" Ying Lizhi began to say, "Actually, I like Ying Jie, but unfortunately, when I chased after him, he didn't even take a look."

Should be ugly and cry.

Ying Li smiled and said: "The abbot made fun of Shandao for raising a white lotus. Guiyang Dao took another look at Yingjie, and was glared at by King Kong. Tell me, is Bujie the illegitimate child of Shandao? No... just a little Neither."

Should be ugly and cry.

Ying Li tore off Ying Chou's clothes, wiped Ying Chou's blistered eyes, and said, "Okay, okay, you're not that ugly, you're used to it."

☆, (11 fresh coins) 1.3

The water depth of Qingdi Temple.

However, no matter how deep it is, it is also lake green. To put it bluntly, it is Hehuan Temple, but on the surface it is well packaged and has a good relationship with the power and money holders in the city, so it sits securely.

The monks of Qingdi Temple, when it comes to practice, are not cultivating the big self that helps the world, but the small self that is greedy, angry and ignorant.

It's a cult at all.

No matter how ugly Ying Chou is, when he enters Qingdi Temple, he has to take the route arranged by Qingdi Temple.

Besides, he wasn't very ugly.When I was young, my family was poor, so I had a bitter look and thin bones.When I arrived at the temple, I ate and rested, and immediately headed straight for the fat road. There was a lot of meat, and the person was white and tender. In addition, I had a small skeleton, and I couldn't see the flesh. his advantages.His master had a great time with it.

Ying Chou was hurt by others, and his martial arts progressed slowly, but he also moved forward little by little.It's not that I was so careless when I first entered the temple.

Ying Li is a top talent in Fengbu.There are many guests.

Ying Chou has never been close to Ying Li, only occasionally drooling at Ying Li in the corner.

Sometimes Ying Li is tired and has nothing to do, so he talks to Ying Chou.

Ying Li said, do you think I am getting more and more beautiful?

Ying Chou nodded.

should