The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

Izumo Temple.

Silent night.

Ji Changhuai went to bed early tonight, but he was still restless.

He originally thought that when he came to the temple, the incense and tranquility could wash away those unbearable delusions in his heart.

However it doesn't seem to be helping.

The dream still came as promised.

This time, the dream went one step further and was even more shameless...

At first, Ji Changhuai seemed unable to move or open his eyes.He felt that he was almost dying, lingering like a corpse.

Immediately, a familiar breath approached, warm skin was close to his cold body, and a little flame spread from the dantian like a prairie fire.

He was able to move, and his original intention was to push away the person who was sitting straddling him, but the palm just touched the warm skin, but it turned into clenching his waist and holding it down heavily.

a mess.

This dream is lingering and long.

Bang—a loud noise woke Ji Changhuai up, and when he opened his eyes, his consciousness was still in the soft jade.

The familiar scent of sandalwood in the temple, accompanied by the cool wind outside, poured into the room.

It turned out that the window was not closed tightly, Ji Changhuai got up and closed the window.

When he rested his hand on the wooden window, he looked at the moon outside the window and stopped for a moment, not knowing whether it was luck or regret.

After closing the window, Ji Changhuai felt sleepless and sat on the bed looking at his mobile phone.

He just opened WeChat habitually, glanced at Moments, and then saw the dimly lit photo.

In the photo, the facial features can hardly be seen clearly, the face is buried in the pillow, and the edge is another person's chest.

From the perspective of others, it is just a random photo.

After all, in the dormitory, it is not outrageous for the same sex to borrow the same bed.

There are quite a few night owls in the school, and He Chen is also very popular. After posting it in the circle of friends, there were many comments in an instant.

Ji Changhuai and He Chen's circles overlap to a certain extent, so he saw those comments, most of them were concerned about He Chen's eyes, and no one thought much about them.

He was staring at the photo, his fingers trembling slightly.

Ji Changhuai felt something was wrong, and raised his hand to touch the Buddhist scriptures beside the table, ready to read a few words.

However, the action was too intense and the hands were shaking badly.

Crack—the Buddhist scriptures fell to the ground.

Ji Changhuai bent down to pick it up, and when he looked up again, his face was expressionless.

He threw the Buddhist scriptures on the table casually, got up, got out of bed, and left the room quietly.

When he opened the door, the moonlight fell on his face, and the light and shadow intersected, and that gentle face, like the breeze and the moon, seemed a little gloomy for no reason.

***

Cheng Muyun fell into a deep sleep.

He was awakened by a sense of weightlessness, as if someone had suddenly picked him up from the bed.

"!"

Cheng Muyun opened his eyes, and under the hazy light, he met Shang Ji Changhuai's eyes.

He was about to speak out, but saw Ji Changhuai smiled at him lightly, and then mouthed for silence.

What is this for?

Isn't Ji Changhuai a native of Izumo Temple?How could it suddenly appear?

No, not quite right.

This person doesn't look like Ji Changhuai, but...

Like that demon monk who only appears at night.

Cheng Muyun was startled and subconsciously struggled.After all, the demon monk has a lot of fun and has all kinds of tricks. Cheng Muyun feels back pain when he thinks about it.

Unexpectedly, Ji Changhuai reacted faster, bent his waist, turned his legs, and put Cheng Muyun on the floor, and the whole person naturally pressed up.

Cheng Muyun reached out to push, but was pulled to the top of his head, and then his wrists tightened, and he was tied to the foot of the bed by a belt.

He didn't dare to move anymore. In this situation, once he struggled violently, He Chen would be woken up.

Cheng Muyun listened carefully, He Chen's breathing was still long and he was not woken up, so he asked in a breathy voice: "What do you want to do?"

Ji Changhuai leaned close to Cheng Muyun's ear, and replied in the same voice: "Don't you like it? Before that, you didn't like...excitement the most?"

It's really that demon monk!

The demon monk who has no morals, no bottom line, and a complete collection of desires.

Cheng Muyun didn't understand at all what was going on.

A few hours ago, Ji Changhuai had gone to Izumo Temple to cultivate his body and mind, so why was he suddenly stimulated to become a demon monk.

There had never been such a sign before the Punishment World collapsed.

Cheng Muyun frowned, "Why did you run out?"

Ji Changhuai smiled softly, "I miss you, I slept for a long time, and I only woke up when I met you."

While speaking, he kissed Cheng Muyun's ear, and put the earlobe in his mouth.

The familiar teasing, tingling sensation immediately hit the top of the head along the tailbone, Cheng Muyun closed his eyes, barely regained his sanity, raised his hand to push, "You are crazy, there are still people in the room."

"It's okay, we've tried everything, but we haven't tried..."

Before he finished speaking, a knife with a cold light slashed across Ji Changhuai's side face, leaving an ear-piercing sound on the tiled floor.

A few strands of hair fell between Cheng Muyun's eyes, and he closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, he felt his body lighten, and the person half-pressed on him had disappeared.

The room was dim, and only the faint light from the gap between the curtains was enough to see the outline of the room clearly.

Bang—the door of the room was opened with great force, and two figures left the living room, leaving only a crumbling door.

"..."

Cheng Muyun looked sideways and found that the Tang knife that He Chen hung on the wall as a decoration was gone.

The Tang knife should not be sharpened, otherwise it would be considered a dangerous item.

But this punishment world is unreasonable at all, and the reshaping is also quite hasty, each soul has some characteristics of its own world.

For example, Ji Changhuai's two personalities, He Chen's eyes and his knife...

Cheng Muyun let out a long sigh, and when he heard the crackling outside, he flipped his wrist and pulled it away from the wrapped belt.

This is just the fun that he often played with the demon monk in Ji Changhuai's world before, and they both knew each other tacitly, and Cheng Muyun also knew how to get out of this bondage.

He stood up and didn't rush out to stop the two people outside, but turned on the light in the room and started looking for things.

Cheng Muyun is not in a hurry, but the system is.

"Little Zhuzi, why don't you go out and have a look, is there a knife outside?"

Cheng Muyun slowly opened the pillow on the bed and saw He Chen's mobile phone, "Don't you think this sentence is familiar to you?"

The system reacted, "Ah, yes, I also said that when Qiu Cong and Wan Chengyi got into a fight last time, could it be that we can send these two away again today?"

"He Chen is going to be sent away, Ji Changhuai can't do it for now, he is indispensable in the stable four-corner relationship."

The phone screen lights up, prompting fingerprint unlocking.

Cheng Muyun couldn't unlock it, but he knew He Chen's password. After all, he had lived for so long, and there were only a few passwords that the other party was used to.

After two tries, it unlocked.

Cheng Muyun clicked on WeChat, looked through Moments, and found the reason why Ji Changhuai was suddenly stimulated into another personality.

The system was also stunned, "Hey, I didn't expect He Chen with thick eyebrows and big eyes to be so teasing? No, isn't he invisible? Is this trying to trick you?"

"If you can't see it, you can't see it. It's just that it's not as serious as his acting." Cheng Muyun smiled, "As for the tea in the tea, that's the reason for the fusion."

System: "Huh?"

Cheng Muyun: "No matter how many pieces are cut, there will always be some shadows of the original body. The more fusion is done, the more thoroughly the nature will be exposed."

He stuffed his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, ready to use it as evidence for the meeting later.

The noise from the living room outside was not too loud. Those two were masters, so they probably didn't want to disturb the classmates next door.

Cheng Muyun stood at the door and watched coldly for a moment.

Well, evenly matched.

If you fight like this, you won't be able to kill anyone.

He glanced outside, it was already past four o'clock in the morning, and dawn was about to dawn.

Or a quick fix.

At this moment, He Chen was suppressed, and the Tang knife in his hand turned the blade upside down. After all, his throat was getting closer and closer under control.

"Well——" Cheng Muyun was quick and ruthless, and slapped Ji Changhuai on the back of the neck with his palm, and caught his fallen body with the other hand, and put it aside.

He Chen flipped his palm, and Tang Dao fell aside.There was already a red mark on his neck, and he coughed a few times in embarrassment, "My eyes can't see, I'm still too weak."

Cheng Muyun stood up, folded her arms and looked at him, "Okay, stop pretending."

He Chen's unfocused eyes moved over, "What?"

Cheng Muyun took out the phone from his pocket, turned on the screen and shook He Chen, "Or do you want me to call you Team He?"

"..."

He Chen stood up, not feeling guilty at all, raised his hand and hugged Cheng Muyun, "I really can't see clearly, other than you, I can't see others clearly."

"How much do you remember?" Cheng Muyun asked straight to the point.

He Chen didn't hide it from him, "I've come to think of it, well, he is also very powerful, and he is one of the pillars of this world. If you hadn't acted in time, I would really have died by his knife just now."

Cheng Muyun sighed, "It's almost dawn, you can leave..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was staggered backwards, his knees hit the armrest of the sofa, and he fell on his back.

He Chen followed the trend, propped one leg on the ground, bent the other leg and pressed it beside the sofa, covering Cheng Muyun under his body.

There are no curtains in the living room, and the light is very good.

With He Chen's eyes, in the chaos, he could only see Cheng Muyun in front of him clearly.

He was a little fascinated, and when he saw Cheng Muyun frowning and raising his hand to push, he quickly kissed her.

"You can't be so partial."

A word, said between the lips and teeth.

Cheng Muyun was taken aback, "What?"

"I heard it all just now, he said, you have played with everything." He Chen said, quite confidently.

Cheng Muyun: "You are enough, kill yourself, eat your own jealousy, is it interesting... Hmm."

His lower lip was bitten.

"You want me to leave now?"

"Well, this punishes the world to be unstable..." Cheng Muyun originally wanted to reason and persuade He Chen, but he didn't want to, so he just heard it after he finished speaking.

"it is good."

Cheng Muyun was stunned for a moment, "So obedient?"

He Chen raised his hand and squeezed his ear, "When will I stop listening to you, but I will never have any objection to whatever you wish."

As soon as the words fell, He Chen's body glowed with a faint white light, and his figure gradually became blurred.

When it disappeared, only one sentence remained in the air.

"I'll wait for you to come back."