Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

Lin Sijin didn't pay attention, Ye Lang knelt down towards him again, he was a little puzzled, he didn't know how the curse was triggered.

"Why are you always kneeling, I didn't move around just now."

It was Ye Lang who knelt down by himself.

Ye Lang: "..." His fist hardened.

Lin Sijin looked at Ye Lang, saw Ye Lang knelt back again, his figure and posture were a little awkward, his whole body was in the shadows, and he was obviously in a very bad mood.

He didn't want to go to the trouble, and just dealt with the six-eyed monster, he threw himself on the ground, and he was injured.

Lin Sijin took the wound medicine and went to the other side. He carefully opened the skirt of his clothes. There was a god statue blocking him. He and Ye Lang were in two different corners, so there was no need to worry that Ye Lang could see him.

There were some bruises on his body, and he applied the medicine himself, and it hurt a little when he touched it, the wound on his cheek was bloody, and it was burning hot at the moment, fortunately, the wound was shallow, and there were herbal medicines specially cured of demon poison , After applying it for a while, it will not hurt.

Over there, Yelang made the sound of chains colliding with each other from time to time, as if he was still trying to untie the chains, and then fell silent after a while.

Lin Sijin was a little sleepy, and he slowly fell asleep leaning on the broken statue in the temple. Before going to sleep, he thought of the sacrifices in the city, and the sacrifices lasted for three days.

He should go there, Ye Lang has a problem, hand Ye Lang to Sheng Rufei.

I don't know what happened to Senior Brother Su Lian.

Thinking like this, he fell into a deep sleep, the statue lowered its brows and looked sad, and the whole temple fell into silence.

The first thing he did when he woke up the next day was to touch his face, and the wound on his face had disappeared.

Lin Sijin felt a little miraculous. He turned himself into a mirror and stared at it for a long time, making sure that the wound had disappeared.

He stood up, went to the corner, and found that Ye Lang was meditating. It seemed that the evil poison had disappeared, the wound had turned into a normal color, and his complexion was not bad.

This recovery ability... is simply abnormal.

Lin Sijin said to Ye Lang, "Today we're going to the city, it's the ghost festival in the city, and our mission hasn't been completed yet."

Ye Lang glanced at him and sneered, "Based on your cultivation, are you going to the city to deliver food to the envoy?"

"It's not that you're still here." Lin Sijin shook the chain on his wrist, and he glanced at Ye Lang, "You have to protect me."

"The city is also more lively," Lin Sijin said, "Let's meet Senior Brother Su Lian."

He said, tugging at the chain again, "Can you still stand up?"

After the words fell, Ye Lang sat in the corner without moving, still meditating, and obviously didn't want to talk to him.

A chain was tied around Yelang's neck, and his whole body was surging with energy and blood. He was often out of breath on weekdays, and he always had inexhaustible strength. He needed to vent out the stagnant energy in his body frequently, otherwise it would be bad for his cultivation.

Today it seems that the breath is more unstable than usual, all because of the young man in front of him, every time he hears the chain shake, blood seems to overflow from his throat, wishing to tear people to pieces immediately, but unfortunately he can't do it now.

Lin Sijin can see that Ye Lang is very angry now, and now the two of them have switched identities. Originally, Ye Lang always bullied him and always pulled his ears, but now he is the only one who bullies Ye Lang.

But he will not bully people at will.

"Get up and go as soon as you can, I think you are recovering very quickly."

Lin Sijin tugged at the chain, and the boy in the corner was swayed by him and forced to stand up. Ye Lang exuded a gloomy aura, staring at him with deep eyes.

He didn't need to guess, he knew that Ye Lang was thinking of revenge on him.

Looking at his back, he hurriedly handed Ye Lang over to Sheng Rufei.

The two of them left the temple, the distance in the city was not far, they still had to pass through the city gate, the two of them had experienced the Spirit Building Altar once before, now they were a little more proficient, and managed to get in.

Lin Sijin used a trick to cover his eyes, Ye Lang changed his clothes to cover up his breath, and he led him to follow behind him.

During the exorcism festival for several days, the city was very lively, and the burning incense floated in the sky, as if covering the whole city with an indistinct fog.

Many pedestrians who came and went wore masks, which included ghosts and gods. Lin Sijin pulled Ye Lang to have a look.

"Let's go over there and see."

Lin Sijin walked forward subconsciously, he almost dragged Ye Lang forward, since Ye Lang was put in shackles, he became very conflicted, and talked to him a lot less.

When he opened his mouth, he was either threatening him or mocking him.

He heard the jingling of the chains, which was very loud, but no one around them noticed them, it seemed that only the two of them could hear them.

"Don't be upset, it's obvious that you can't control yourself, you want to attack me first," Lin Sijin worried that the chains would strangle Ye Lang to death, he walked a little slower, and said to Ye Lang, "If you change If I treat you like that, you probably want to tear me apart."

Ye Lang sneered, "You are weak, so you deserve it."

"Even if I'm weak," Lin Sijin glanced at Ye Lang and said vaguely, "You can't say that..."

Muttering something in a low voice, he gently tugged Ye Lang, and Ye Lang deliberately walked slowly, requiring him to keep urging him.

"Hurry up, let's go and see the mask over there."

Lin Sijin was quickly attracted by the masks hanging on the red string. Some of them looked familiar to him, and he remembered what the elder said in class, the three immortals.

They are Fuheng, Changming and Shouque respectively.

Fuheng's mask is all white, with a gilt brocade flower blooming at the end of his eyes, cinnabar fairy lines between his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised, looking like a god descending from the earth.

Chang Mingjun's mask is entirely black, with complex lines between his brows and slightly drooping eyes. The mask design is lifelike, and there are sword patterns on the side of his cheeks, which makes people feel cold and solemn.

As for Shouque, the mask of Shouque is the same white all over, with crane patterns at the end of the eyes. At the same time, there are a few red marks on the center of the eyebrows. It feels slightly uncomfortable.

In addition to the masks of the Three Monarchs, there are all kinds of ghosts... the masks of the ghost king Yixiu, the moon slaves of the Zhanxiu envoys, and the masks of demons... It looks dazzling.

Lin Sijin pointed to the one she saw first, and tugged at the chain, "I want that."

He meant to ask Ye Lang to pay, but Ye Lang glanced at him with sarcasm in his eyes, of course he didn't want to pay him.

"You want to spend my money?"

Ye Lang hadn't finished speaking when he felt an invisible suppressing force. Veins popped out of his forehead, his face darkened a little, and the golden seal on his neck gleamed, almost making him kneel on the ground again.

This is outside, if he knelt down directly, there would be no need for that face.

Su Lian might be reading some jokes somewhere.

Lin Sijin reached out and tugged at Ye Lang's sleeves, with a hint of urging, "I want two, and I'll wear one for you too. Look at your face, it looks like you're out to eat people."

He took two masks, Ye Lang's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and he slowly took out the spirit stone.

The spirit stones were piled up in a small pile, and Lin Sijin took two pieces and handed them to the mask seller, who gave him the mask with a smile.

Lin Sijin was very happy, and only took two spirit stones, and put all the broken silver back in Ye Lang's palm, and put on the mask by herself first.

What he was holding was Fuheng's mask, which covered his entire face, only revealing a pair of bright, curved eyes.Originally, he had a very cold and outstanding appearance, because the boy's temperament weakened a bit.

The brocade flowers adorning the ends of the eyes are made of gilt, shining brightly when exposed to light.

"How about it, isn't it pretty?" Lin Sijin asked.

Ye Lang looked at the young man in front of him, and was amazed for a moment. When the young man turned his face and lowered his eyes slightly, his demeanor was cold and dusty, which was very different from usual.

Soon the young man raised his eyes, and there were obvious emotions in his eyes, with a bit of pure happiness, and the amazement disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Just a fool.

Ye Lang snorted and said, "People are so stupid that even wearing a mask can't hide it."

Lin Sijin was not as knowledgeable as Ye Lang, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and Ye Lang put on another mask in his hand.

He deliberately chose the ugliest mask, which is said to be the snow demon of the demon clan. This kind of demonic form will be very ugly, and the most beautiful person in the clan also has scars all over his face.

The snow demon mask was also very hideous, Lin Sijin was pinching the lanyard with his fingertips, Ye Lang was taller than him, he needed to stand on tiptoe slightly to tie the mask behind Ye Lang's head.

His fingertips touched Ye Lang's cheek, and Ye Lang stared at him gloomyly, touching the cool skin, he was so focused on tying the rope on Ye Lang that he didn't notice that Ye Lang was looking at him.

Ye Lang stood still, and he couldn't move now. If he dared to resist, he might kneel on the ground in a second.He looked down at the young man in front of him. The young man was very close to him, his eyes were focused and serious, and he always focused on unimportant things.

For example, right now, when he is concentrating on helping him put on the mask, the breath of the young man rushes towards his face, his body is slightly pressed against his chest, his arms are slightly raised, and there is a faint pleasant smell on his body.

Lin Sijin tied it up quickly, the chain on his wrist was connected to Ye Lang's neck, and he patted Ye Lang's shoulder, feeling very satisfied.

Much better with the mask on and doesn't look so fierce.

"Let's go, let's go over there to see where Senior Brother Su Lian and the others are now, are they in the City Lord's Mansion?"

The disciples of the Immortal Gate should be with the envoy. He asked Ye Lang, but Ye Lang didn't speak, and seemed unwilling to go there.

He guessed that it was in the City Lord's Mansion, so it shouldn't be difficult to find out. Since it was the Ghost Exorcism Festival, the City Lord's Mansion, the Envoys, and the disciples of the Immortal Sect would all be present, and the Yaozu would also take action these two days.

"Today the Yaozu will do something, and you couldn't help much in the past."

Ye Lang looked at the young man in front of him, thinking in his heart that when the bond of slavery was released, he would definitely kill this poor rabbit.On the other hand, he had to give his attention to the boy in front of him.

Because the young man loves to jump, if he doesn't pay attention, the chain around his neck will be pulled, and his whole body will be forced to move forward.

Therefore, he could only follow the boy as much as possible and keep a relatively close distance from him.

"If you can't help, you have to go there," Lin Sijin went to a crowded place to inquire about the news. It was almost evening now, and in the evening, the city lord's mansion and the envoys would go to the boat in the city, where they would hold a banquet.

It was almost evening now, Lin Sijin followed the crowd to the boat, there were many passers-by on the road with fireworks in their hands, and there were everything sold on the street.

He then bought a lot of things, all of which were paid by Ye Lang. He was a little curious when he saw new things, so he dragged Ye Lang over to look.Ye Lang held all the things he bought in his hands, and he no longer held the sword empty-handed, and put the sword on his back.

"Look at the boat over there, senior brother, are they over there?"

In the distance is a long connected bridge, the river runs downwards, and on the other side of the bridge is a huge vermilion boat, the lights on the boat are bright, reflecting the bright river surface.

Lin Sijin dragged Ye Lang to go there, Ye Lang said to him, "You can't change form, there are many immortal disciples on the boat, they can be recognized easily."

If you encounter someone with a high cultivation level, you can easily detect it even if you have a blind eye, and if you go up to a higher one, you may directly see through the blind eye.

Lin Sijin felt that what Ye Lang said made sense, he thought for a while and said, "Then let's go to the river to have a look, and if we can't make it through, we can send a message to Senior Brother Su Lian."

When he said that, Ye Lang was finally more willing. There were many people beside the long bridge. He walked in front, and Ye Lang followed behind.

The boy in front was wearing a mask, Ye Lang watched the boy almost bump into someone several times, never seen such a stupid one, he reached out to help the boy when he was about to hit someone.

"You have long eyeballs for venting?"

Lin Sijin was just walking in a hurry, and when he heard Ye Lang mocking him, he retorted unhappily, "I'm watching the road, so I won't bump into anyone."

He was originally talking to Ye Lang, but there were many slashers wearing moon robes with long swords. He caught something out of the corner of his eyes. His eyes are usually not very good, but this time he accurately found a familiar figure in the crowd.

The surrounding lights were flickering, and under the marriage tree in the distance, the young man's back was tall and slender, with a little silver hair protruding from under the hooded robe, his profile was exquisite and stern, and he was listening to the envoy next to him.

He wanted to call out "Senior Brother——", perhaps because he sensed his gaze, Sheng Rufei, who was in the distance, slowly turned around.

Sheng Rufei stood in the crowd, with a cold and handsome face, her eyes fell on his hands accurately, and there was a little warmth when her eyes fell on him.

There are red threads on the wrists of the two of them, which are the same color as the red stripes on the tree.The red line connects the two of them through thousands of people.

When Lin Sijin saw Sheng Rufei, how could he care about others, he happily threw the dog chain and walked towards Sheng Rufei.

Ye Lang who stayed in place: "..."

It was the first time he had seen the young man so cheerful, his voice softened a bit, as if he was acting invisible, as if he had met a lover he could rely on.

Ye Lang looked at the dessert jelly grass small walnut glutinous rice cake in his hand, and saw the young man running past cheerfully, feeling blood welling up from his throat.

Sooner or later, he will go mad with anger.