After the death of the master, the rebels treated me in the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

Ruoming voluntarily closed the door and quietly exited the room.

Before he retreated far, he saw the door was blown open from the inside, with a bang, almost hitting the tip of Ruoming's nose, which showed the great force of the master.

Chiyu, who was pressed on the bed, blocked Fang Xingjian with one hand, his face flushed, he turned his head to stare at Ruoming at the door, bit his back teeth and said every word:

"You, what did you eat for brother?"

Ruoming rubbed the tip of his nose embarrassingly, and had no choice but to go into the room again, and looked at the food on the table, which was no different from Axi's.

He was a little puzzled, and explained: "It's just some herbs and porridge, there shouldn't be any problems, Axi also ate a lot."

Chiyu didn't dare to act rashly, fearing that his brother would be hurt if he made a big move, so he kept calling his name softly, trying to wake up Fang Xingjian.

a moment ago.

Fang Xingjian ate a few mouthfuls casually, then went back to the bed to search for things

Chiyu thought he had left something behind, asked a few words but didn't get an answer, and leaned closer to Fang Xingjian in doubt, only to hear Jianxiu muttering the sword in his mouth.

He hurriedly handed him the saber on the side, but Fang Xingjian didn't even look at it, he just stared at the quilt on the bed.

Only then did Chiyu feel that something was wrong, and stepped forward to support Fang Xingjian, only to find that his eyes were particularly bright, although he couldn't focus, his expression was extremely strange.

That was the first time he saw lust in Fang Xingjian's eyes.

Even though his eyes were dull, there were some tears in his eyes, the end of his eyes and the tip of his nose were slightly red, he loosened his clothes in a big way, revealing the bruises on his neck, pitiful and endearing, Chiyu stared blankly in place .

As soon as he was stunned, Fang Xingjian pulled him onto the couch and pressed him down hard.

Before he could react, Fang Xingjian lowered his head deeply, staring blankly at Chiyu under him.

The red jade golden pupils stood in a straight line, and the muscles all over his body were tense, as stiff as a wooden board, not daring to move at all.

He really didn't dare to blaspheme his brother, but...

What if my brother wants to... want him?

He had never thought of such a situation, but when this happened, he could only hear the deafening heartbeat and didn't know how to react.

Chiyu's golden pupils trembled, staring closely at Fang Xingjian's bright red and moist lips, even breathing lightly, for fear of blowing away this presumptuous dream.

He stared blankly at the gradually enlarged face in front of him.

Fang Xingjian lowered his body, but missed Chiyu's lips, the tip of his nose fell on the side of his neck, and his moist and hot breath blew on his ears.

Chiyu's heart suddenly became empty, the golden pupils suddenly enlarged, a little sweat broke out on his forehead, and his clenched hands loosened slightly.

It turned out that my brother was just sniffing him.

Came back to his senses, Chiyu gave a wry smile silently, then lightly shook Fang Xingjian, trying to help him up.

"Brother, don't you recognize me?"

But Fang Xingjian's strength suddenly increased, and he was pressed hard on the bed. He was blind and couldn't see, so he groped for the direction with his hands, and finally held his neck gently.

The slender back like a green bamboo was straight, kneeling on the couch, clinging to Chiyu's thin waist on both sides, pressing him firmly on the couch.

The sword was still murmuring in his mouth.

Chiyu was anxious and unbearable, so she could only vent her anger on Ruoming, telling him to come over quickly to see what was going on.

After hearing what Chiyu had said about the situation, Ruoming looked at the bowl of porridge thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he stared at him suddenly, and then explained:

"It's a ghost mushroom!"

Chiyu frowned, loosened Fang Xingjian's hand holding his neck a little bit, so that he would not be killed by his brother, and said in a cold tone:

"What do you mean?"

Ruoming felt a little embarrassed, raised his hand and touched his nose, with an apologetic tone:

"There are no ingredients around Ning'an Temple. These things are planted by the servants by Gui Mei, and they are occasionally eaten as snacks."

"I put some ghost mushrooms in the porridge. Mr. Fang has a special constitution. The spirit mushrooms should be helpful to his body, but I forgot that the spirit mushrooms are also somewhat poisonous."

"To monks, this toxicity is like a little bit of bitterness, and it doesn't affect it. I ignored it, but Mr. Fang has only an ordinary person's physique now, so the toxicity is magnified."

Chiyu frowned tightly, and the sparks on Ruoming's forehead glowed.

Ruoming covered his hot forehead with both hands, and quickly analyzed:

"Don't worry, he just regards you as the person he loves the most now, so he wants to get close to you. Mr. Fang doesn't eat much, and he won't mess around again in a while."

Chiyu's complexion was colder than before, and he looked closely at Fang Xingjian, who was full of spring, with a cold tone:

"favorite person?"

Ruoming swallowed, most of the things that Gui Mei ate as snacks had a little aphrodisiac effect, so he could only nod:

"The ghost mushroom will make people see illusions, and regard the person in front of them as the person they love the most. There used to be such drugs sold on the black market."

Chiyu hummed heavily: "You go out, I understand."

Ruoming was kicked out of the room for the third time, his expression was still as calm as ever, but he was a little more helpless, and he pulled Mr. Fang back from the gate of hell, but he didn't expect that something went wrong in this place.

He raised his hand and patted his head, slowly swaying away.

The white paper fan beside him swayed slightly with his movements, and it was still stained with the ghostly aura from the explosion of the Yin spirit just now.

This is Zhou Yunyi's fan, but somehow it got into his hands.

inside the room.

Fang Xingjian still insisted on clenching Chiyu's neck tightly, his thin lips opened and closed, calling out for the sword.

Chiyu raised his eyebrows, Ruoming's words aroused his thoughts, he gently held Fang Xingjian's wrist, and asked:

"Brother, who do you think I am?"

Fang Xingjian was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned pale, but he still answered honestly:

"sword."

Chi Yuwu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

It turned out that he regarded himself as a sword, no wonder he kept rubbing his neck, feeling that he wanted to pull himself out.

After a while, the laughter dissipated in the room, leaving only the sound of the two people's breathing and the ambiguous friction of their robes.

Suddenly, Chiyu stretched out his hand, gently blocked Fang Xingjian's movements, swiftly pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

A muffled laugh came out of his throat, and his hot chest trembled slightly.

Even through two layers of clothing, Fang Xingjian was also scalded to the point of frowning in displeasure.

Chiyu turned her head to the side, her lips were almost close to Fang Xingjian's earlobe, her voice was deep and magnetic, like a deep-sea shark who wanted to seduce the son on the shore, and let him sink with him.

"Brother, what you love most is not the sword, but the red jade."

Fang Xingjian's mind was bound by the ghost mushroom, and there was only a sharp sword waiting for him to control in his mind, but suddenly another voice broke in, and his memory became confused.

A figure blurred the divine sword, calling out his name with a smile.

"... Akadama."

He then yelled out, the voice soothed his tense and tired nerves, and the sense of security enveloped him instantly.

Fang Xingjian gradually closed his eyelids, and without struggling, he pressed on the man's chest and fell into a deep sleep.

The long hair fell down and intertwined with the hair of the person below, making it impossible to distinguish between you and me.

As if they were born together.

***

Ruoming has superb medical skills and a gentle and kind personality. In just a few days of getting along, Axi and Gong Wuyou let go of their grievances towards him, and even feel a little pity that he was caught by Guimei and made a pity in front of him.

During the day, Chidama disappears.

There seemed to be a secret tacit understanding between the two, Fang Xingjian didn't ask why, and Chiyu didn't bother to explain.

Fang Xingjian's health was mostly healed, and he couldn't stay in the house, so he went out to check on Axi's condition.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the child inside gasp, surprised and anxiously asked:

"And then!"

Fang Xingjian paused, but still knocked on the door and went in.Ruoming greeted with a smile, he waved his hand to signal to continue, while he found a stool and sat beside him.

Idle is also idle, and it doesn't hurt to listen to gossip.

But Ruoming is not telling a story, he is talking about the most mysterious city in the Demon Realm - Penglai Xiandao.

Gong Wuyou lived in Xijincheng, an isolated island in the middle of the sea, while Axi grew up in Wanchao City. They had all seen the terror of the ghost town of Ning'an Temple, and they were even more familiar with the mysterious and unpredictable place. Interested in Penglai Xiandao.

Of the four major cities in the Demon Realm, only Penglai Xiandao is the most hidden.

It is clearly a Demon Realm, but it brazenly shouts that the reputation of Xiandao is all because of the owner of the island.

Penglai Xiandao, which existed in ancient times, has survived to this day and is the city with the longest history among the four major cities.

A Xi poked his head, and asked stupidly: "But even Ning'an Temple has been heard to be dangerous, but Penglai Xiandao seems to be only one of the four major cities, and no one has ever said what it is. place."

Ruoming, with a teachable expression of a child, explained very gently:

"It is said that the aura demon cultivators on Penglai Xiandao can't accept it. After going up, they will explode and die, and they can't come back after going, so there is very little news about Xiandao."

A Xi shrank his neck, Ruoming smiled and said: "But I have heard other theories."

Gong Wuyou's blue pupils stared at him closely, although he didn't ask any questions, his expression was filled with anticipation.

Ruoming didn't show off, with sly eyes, and said softly:

"Guimei once caught a wandering soul."

"There are only one soul and one soul left among the three souls and seven souls. The strange thing is that the deepest memory of this wandering soul is not relatives and friends, but the plants and trees I saw on Penglai Xiandao."

In the blink of an eye, Fang Xingjian only felt a memory slip through his mind, but it disappeared without a trace, without even catching a trace of its tail.

"Wandering Soul reflects the square inch appearance of Penglai Xiandao. It is an empty place full of flowers and plants, but it is nothing special."

"The most interesting thing is what he said."

"The only thing he said over and over again," Ruoming recalled deeply, but with a gentle smile on his face, the face that should have been gentle and kind, but made people feel shuddering, he continued, "There is only one word."

A Xi swallowed his saliva, looking nervous and expectant, after thinking for a moment, he asked hastily:

"Penglai Xiandao...is the word 'beautiful'?"

Gong Wuyou shook his head, and followed suit: "It's probably not easy for him to escape from Penglai Xiandao, I think it's 'escape'."

Fang Xingjian wiped the long sword casually, without saying a word, but his spiritual consciousness landed on Ruoming, waiting for his answer.

The sound of breathing became tense, and the two children looked at him intently, holding their breath, not knowing what Ruoming was going to say.

I saw Ruoming put his hands on his folded legs, and the folding fan by his side was shaking slightly. His tone was calm, with a smile on his face, and he said slowly:

"The wandering spirit said—"

"Wang."