The wall is perfect

Du Cheng pointed at the sky with his hips on his hips, and scolded vigorously for half an hour. The thunder in the sky crackled like scolding. Du Cheng did not show any weakness. He hit the thunder and cursed three times. Lei was obviously a little bit powerless and couldn't keep up with Du Cheng's scolding rhythm, so he simply stopped thundering and put on a posture of "swearing as you please".

Du Cheng was indeed tired of cursing, so he silenced his drums and said hoarsely, "You are wise."

It can be regarded as a successful end to this wonderful scolding war.

Ji Manzhai has been watching from the side, he is afraid that the thunder from the sky will strike, so he can block Du Cheng. After Du Cheng finished cursing, he asked softly, "Are you thirsty?"

This really touched Du Cheng's heart.

The two returned to Ji Manzhai's office. Du Cheng took two sips of water. Seeing Ji Manzhai pouring wine for himself, he stretched out his glass, "I want it too."

Ji Manzhai glanced at him, "I'll be drunk."

"Not afraid." Du Chenghao said angrily.

The scolding just now vented a lot of depression accumulated in his heart, and at the same time, Du Cheng's spirit was highly excited. He needed to do something to vent the aftertaste of it.

Drinking is a good idea.

Ji Manzhai's jug is a treasure, and there is a steady stream of fairy wine in it. Du Cheng even drank a few glasses and asked curiously: "How long will it take to finish this jug of wine?"

"I can't finish it." Ji Manzhai smiled. Du Cheng scolded him just now. He really had a good time. He didn't feel resentment towards God's will in his heart. It's just that he came from an orthodox cultivator and was used to the education that "it's okay to save the common people by one person". , I never felt that there was anything wrong, and the most dissatisfied thing in my heart was "why not he died but the one he loved", he could sacrifice himself, but he couldn't make others sacrifice for him.

"I have been brewing for hundreds of years."

"I can't tell, you still make wine yourself."

Du Cheng took another drink.

It stands to reason that, as a former wine glass, Du Cheng's capacity for drinking should not be bad, but Ji Manzhai's wine was drunk after a few glasses, and Du Cheng's tone relaxed.

After experiencing such an immersive life and death parting, Du Cheng may appear calm on the surface, but in fact he is still quite heavy in his heart. These two words of the past cannot be recalled or erased. They can only be felt, and can only be let go. Seeing this, even towards Ji Manzhai, Du Cheng became somewhat restrained.

The alcohol made Du Cheng relax a little, and he smiled at Ji Manzhai.

Ji Manzhai was touched somewhere in his heart by that smile, and he also smiled.

At this moment, there is no love or hatred in Ji Manzhai's mind, only this simple smile in front of him.

The two of them didn't talk, you drank one cup after another, sometimes they looked at each other and smiled, the atmosphere was like the reunion of friends after a long absence, the indescribable warmth and harmony.

While drinking, Du Cheng felt his body heat up, and his defective chest swelled up after being filled. He said loudly to Ji Manzhai, "I won't let you die!"

With alcohol on his face, Du Cheng said with pride, he got up and patted Ji Manzhai on the shoulder, posing as a boss, "Don't worry, I told you to come back when you live."

Ji Manzhai drank a glass of wine quietly, "Yes."

"Hmm, what, um," Du Cheng pressed hard on Ji Manzhai's shoulder, and the elder brother was full of style, "It's so boring to talk all the time."

Ji Manzhai stopped his hands, the wine glass rested on his lips, and his eyes glanced upwards. The extremely long thick eyelashes opened like a fan, which immediately attracted Du Cheng's attention.

Du Cheng stretched out his fingers and lightly picked the tip of Ji Manzhai's eyelashes, "It's so long."

Ji Manzhai remained motionless like a stone sculpture.

Du Cheng was obviously drunk, and his fingers were emitting heat. He looked at Ji Manzhai intently, moving his fingers along his gaze, from Ji Manzhai's eyelashes to the bridge of Ji Manzhai's nose.

Ji Manzhai's nose is very straight, straight, like a steep mountain, just like this person's temperament, the gentle appearance is a bone that is cold and arrogant, and he would rather not bend, and he bears all big things silently in his heart.

Du Cheng didn't know why, but his heart was sore. He moved his finger and touched the top of Ji Manzhai's head lightly, "I won't let you die."

The exact same words, but with a different tone, made Ji Manzhai's eyes sour, and he drank the wine in his glass, "Okay."

"You have to work hard yourself..." Du Cheng was a little confused, he let go of his hands, and slowly slid down, and his whole body fell forward.

The wine glass fell to the ground with a clang, and Ji Manzhai supported his waist in good time. Du Cheng leaned his head on Ji Manzhai's shoulder, wanting to sleep drowsily, but he still reminded Ji Manzhai, "Don't give up..."

Du Cheng fell asleep, with his head resting on Ji Manzhai's shoulder and his waist being supported by Ji Manzhai. He completely regarded Ji Manzhai as a sofa, and slept deeply and peacefully.

Ji Manzhai supported Du Cheng, and put his hands lightly on Du Cheng's waist. There was only one thought in his mind, if this moment could last forever, he would pay all the price.

It's a pity that God tricked people.

As soon as negative thoughts arose, Ji Manzhai suddenly remembered Du Cheng pointing at the sky and scolding the earth, and saying "I won't let you die".

Du Cheng was reluctant to let him die.

Ji Manzhai used his hands slightly to wrap Du Cheng's waist in his arms. He turned his face and massaged Du Cheng's back with his cheeks, intimate and gentle.

"I'm not dead."

After saying the three words loudly, Ji Manzhai picked up Du Cheng with both hands, put him back on the bed, and arranged his hands and feet neatly before letting go of his heart.

In fact, he was also a little drunk.

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Ji Manzhai wanted to do something crazy.

He doesn't want to care about anything now, what moral responsibility, he just wants to watch Du Cheng right now, yes, he just wants to do nothing and just watch Du Cheng sleep.

Such a simple matter is enough to be called "crazy" in Ji Manzhai's value system.

Ever since he became an immortal, he has been spinning like a spinning top. "Taking the world as his responsibility" is truly engraved in his mind. Even if he loses his memory and returns to the world, he forgets everything, but he still can't forget it. He wants to maintain justice and order in the world.

Now he emptied all those thoughts, just looked at Du Cheng quietly.

The feeling of being touched still seems to remain on the eyelashes.

Speaking of it, this seems to be an almost cross-border intimacy that has never been experienced in two lifetimes.

Except for holding hands and hugging, they were still childish. For the rest of the time, the two of them were separated or separated. It was clear that they had never been together formally, but they experienced an unforgettable parting of life and death.

That's why Du Cheng was so embarrassed to face him after waking up from the memory, and dared to treat him relaxedly when he was drunk.

The past between them is too painful, and they don't know how to treat each other properly.

Ji Manzhai propped his face, tilted his head to one side, and looked longingly at Du Cheng's face.

Time passed by, Ji Manzhai didn't feel how long it was at all, until Du Cheng woke up and asked him what time it was, Ji Manzhai glanced at his watch, it was already night.

Du Cheng slept through the whole day.

Ji Manzhai didn't do anything, and quietly slept with Du Cheng.

After Du Cheng woke up, he didn't suffer from a hangover like a human being. Not only was he alive physically, but he also relaxed a lot mentally. At least, unlike when he faced Ji Manzhai before, he didn't dare to look at Ji Manzhai.

Du Cheng still remembered touching Ji Manzhai's eyelashes when he was drunk. He apologized to Ji Manzhai a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, but your eyelashes are too long..."

"Is it very long?" Ji Manzhai asked softly.

Du Cheng took a quick look at Ji Manzhai and said affirmatively, "Long, very long, I've never seen such long eyelashes except you."

Ji Manzhai smiled at Du Cheng.

Du Cheng was almost blinded by that smile.

Ji Manzhai looks so good-looking!

Du Cheng coughed lightly, and it took a long time for him to think about the business. He told about the past life of Shen Jiu and Tang Fu in his dream, and said, "Because of emotion and reason, I should help Bai Piaopiao get rid of that Get the tail back."

After hearing this, Ji Manzhai's expression turned cold, and then he returned to his usual appearance. Just as he was about to say "um", remembering Du Cheng's dissatisfaction, he replied "yes".

But Du Cheng didn't give up, "You didn't look right just now, what's the problem?" Seeing that Ji Manzhai didn't speak, Du Cheng stood up from the bed at once. , do we still have to guess and play charades with each other all day long? Information sharing, just say something!"

Ji Manzhai moved his mouth, his expression softened a little, and he smiled at Du Cheng with his face up, "Okay."

Instead of saying "um", he would say "okay". Didn't you used to be quite good at making jokes?Du Cheng slandered a few words, then sat cross-legged on the bed again, "Say it."

"I think Xin Jiu didn't give her tail to anyone."

"Ah? But this is what Bai Piaopiao said personally. Their Nine-Tailed Fox is not a memory inheritance, so how could it be wrong?"

"Have you asked clearly, is it a real memory, or does Bai Piaopiao think this is the case?"

Ji Manzhai's question overwhelmed Du Cheng.

It was too complicated, and Du Cheng, who was still relatively simple in mind, couldn't turn the corner at all.

Question marks were written all over Du Cheng's face. Ji Manzhai's palms were a little itchy, and he wanted to touch Du Cheng's head, but Du Cheng seemed to be very repulsive, so forget it.

Du Cheng couldn't figure it out, so he asked again: "In that case, where did Xin Jiu's tail go?"

"When I went to ask Xin Jiu for your hair, the king of Shen Jiu was building the Jiutian Lanyue Pavilion for him. At that time, my heart was filled with one thing, and I didn't have the time to think about other things. Looking back now, The shape of the Jiutian Lanyue Pavilion is more like a magic circle."

"Dharma circle?" This was beyond Du Cheng's knowledge system. He moved towards Ji Manzhai, "What kind of magic circle?"

"I've mapped it out."

On the desk, at the bottom of the stacks of papers was a picture that looked like a Bagua array. Du Cheng understood it. It was the floor plan of an attic after being flattened.

Ji Manzhai said: "It's a magic circle I've never seen before."

When Ji Manzhai said this, Du Cheng felt an ominous premonition for some reason. The last time he felt this way was... Du Cheng's eyes fell into the ink vat.

Zhou Gehai was imprisoned there.