Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

Shen Linyu actually stayed up all night, but he never opened his eyes.

He even felt that Xu Yan was ridiculous. After doing all kinds of cruel things, he had to pretend to wash off those traces of humiliation for him afterwards, and put on dry and soft clothes.

Then Xu Yan lowered his head and bit his earlobe, making the orange earrings dangle around.

Shen Linyu clenched the cloud quilt tightly with both hands, and heard a serious question, "When will Xianjun lie and pretend to be asleep?"

He was driven straight in again.

Pushed to the end, Shen Linyu opened his bloodshot eyes and stared at him bitterly, "Xu Yan, I will kill you sooner or later."

Xu Yan didn't think he was afraid at all, he hugged the convulsed him with both arms, straddled his lap, then grabbed his hand and pressed it to his sweaty heart, asking like sweet whispers between lovers, "Isn't Xianjun moving his hands less?"

Shen Linyu's bones were shattered in an instant. He thought of the long sword that penetrated into the bone marrow, and the bloody wounds. Perhaps this was the retribution for killing Xu Yan twice.

Shen Linyu shed many tears silently, making Xu Yan's shoulders wet.

Xu Yan's eyes were filled with evil fire, but he still clicked his tongue softly, "Squeamish," and walked away.

After a while, Po Meng dared to knock on the door, and waited for a while before pushing the door open.

The double doors opened slowly, revealing a little fairy with a wooden hairpin hanging down and blue hair scattered, sitting on the bed, with her head bowed and wearing a thin coat, her neck was exposed like moonlight skin, stained with a little residual red, which can be seen The fighting was dire.

Meng Po was dumbfounded, it was so intense, why did the ghost king rush to the Abi Hell to suck out the ghosts?

This is obviously not something she should ask.

Granny Meng silently held a cup of warm, bright red concoction with a fragrant fragrance and handed it to Shen Linyu, "The ghost king is worried about the frailty of the immortal, so he specially sent the old man to pick off 99 Bana flowers and boil them into juice, which will help to suppress the disease. The injury of the ghost flogging in Xianjun's body."

Shen Linyu didn't even look at it, she raised her hand and fell to the ground.

Even if he was in pain, he would not accept Xu Yan's kindness.

The medicinal juice on the ground sank into the dust, and Po Meng showed a regretful expression.

"The Ghost Festival is approaching, so why bother with your own body?"

Shen Linyu said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Po Meng."

Then no longer answer.

Po Meng sighed, turned around and left.

The wooden door was closed lightly, and there was no one around, Shen Linyu's nails dug into his flesh, rubbing back and forth, wishing to peel off a layer of flesh all over his body.

The memories of being forced, threatened, humiliated, and tortured kept surging. He hated his own debauchery, but he could still get happiness from it, teaching Xu Yan to insult him like this!

Shen Linyu pulled his earlobe like crazy, and would rather have his ear broken than take off the ring of "seeing the five aggregates".

How could Xu Yan make him happy? As early as when his thoughts moved, the white silk left on his body bound his hands and tied them high on the head of the bed.

Shen Linyu was extremely angry, and said the sentence "Heavenly spirit conceives me, and all things transform into birth".

In an instant, the pear blossom outside the hall broke through the window and swept over.

But at the same time, the white silk also swelled several times, like an albino python opening its mouth wide, devouring all the weak petals, and then wrapped itself around Shen Linyu's feet, and sewed it around his legs. Crawl until he is tightly locked, showing an unbearable posture.

Shen Linyu was forced to raise his head to breathe, like a dying fish on a cutting board.

And Baisi's tail had mercilessly plunged into his dantian, absorbing his endlessly weak spiritual breath.

Under the stalemate, Shen Linyu grieved from the heart and uttered an uncontrollable wail.

Bai Si panicked.

At first, it was tightly tightened pretendingly, then it shrunk and shrunk, obediently rubbing against his face, seeing that he didn't respond, it turned into a small non-existent ring again, hooked on his tail finger up.

Shen Linyu's red, swollen and wet eyes rolled around.

He said, "I'm going out."

The white silk suddenly tightened.

The corners of his mouth pressed down, and the circles of his eyes turned red again.

Without saying a word, Bai Si got into the keyhole and pried open the door.

When Shen Linyu walked out of the dormitory barefoot, he saw another world.

The ghost city of Fengdu is full of evil spirits, and nothing but dead things can survive here.

But Xu Yan not only planted a pear tree, but also planted a ten-mile pear forest.

Shen Linyu walked in bewilderedly, the sky was covered with snow, and a strong smell of wine came over his face.

Every tree, every branch, even the arc bent by him is exactly the same. It is the pear blossom forest that he and Xu Yan first met.

It turned out that he was not the only one who remembered.

He continued to walk forward, and a faceless ghost floated out, holding a icy jade pot, poured a glass of pear blossom wine, and asked him to taste it.

Shen Linyu raised his eyes, drank it all in one gulp, then frowned, it wasn't pear blossom wine at all, it smelled strange and bloody.

Seeing that he drank, the Faceless Ghost screamed happily and poured him another cup.

Shen Linyu took a step back.

Just crashed into a cold chest.

"The fairy threw himself into his arms, and this king had no choice but to accept it with a smile."

He put his arms around his waist, snatched the strange wine from the Faceless Ghost with one hand, drank it in one gulp, bent down and fed it into Shen Linyu's mouth.

The more Shen Linyu resisted, the harder he was bullied, until the tip of his tongue was numb, and Xu Yanfang let go of him.

The breath of the two was unsteady, Xu Yan put the rest of the strange wine into Shen Linyu's sweaty palm, "Does the Immortal drink it himself, or do you want me to help you?"

Shen Linyu gritted her teeth, lifted the lid of the pot angrily, fell to the ground, and drank with her head up.

That's why I didn't see that one or two bits of residual wine accidentally spilled had stained the whole pear tree with red edges.

After Shen Linyu finished drinking, she tilted her head and was secretly angry.

Xu Yan lowered his head and licked a little of the strange wine from the corner of his mouth, "It's hard to pick flowers from the other side, so don't let the fairy waste it."

Just that ghost lamp trampled to death a large area of ​​flowers?If Shen Linyu believed it, there really was a ghost.

"Is Xianjun's leg hurting?"

Shen Linyu shook his head, but said, "It hurts."

Damn it, see the ring of five aggregates!Who would have thought that his legs would go limp when he got off the bed, and after walking so much, he was completely holding his breath.

Xu Yan pursed his lips, and plucked the orange ring on his ear, "Is the fairy acting like a baby? Forget it, this king is troubled, so I just hug you."

After finishing speaking, he wrapped his hands around his knees and flew back to the bedroom.

Along the way, Shen Linyu thought of countless ways to escape by killing eight hundred enemies and harming one thousand, but he didn't implement them. Instead, he stared at the wooden hairpin on Xu Yan's head in a daze.

With just one glance, he recognized that this was the pear blossom branch that he had never left since he met Xu Yan. Although it was unsatisfactory and broke into two parts, it was also a precious memory that he would never forget in his life.

Now, one branch is on Xu Yan's head and the other branch is on his head.

……What's the meaning?

Shen Linyu deluded herself, maybe the two lives were entangled, and Xu Yan fell in love with her...

But who would turn a person who treats each other sincerely into a furnace?

That is completely a kind of unilateral slavery, which can only be thought of by slaves and enemies.Whenever the spell is sounded, the furnace will show the ugly appearance of courtship, no matter the place or the occasion, if the owner refuses, the furnace will even do unimaginable things for satisfaction, and even be used for cheap transactions .

The furnace tripod is completely another person's accessory, if the master dies, the furnace tripod can only die in love.

Even the cheapest young man in a brothel would not make such a contract that loses dignity.

But Xu Yan, it fell on him.

They even forced him, insulted him, forced him to take off his clothes, forced him to belittle himself, forced him to be unrestrained, and uttered those obscene words.

Shen Linyu felt that she was still expecting him to be sincere at this moment, which was the biggest joke in the world.

"Don't bite."

Xu Yan forcefully opened his bitten lower lip, wiped the blood with his thumb, put it in his mouth and sucked it.He picked up a wet towel and wiped the dust off his feet.

Shen Linyu looked straight at him, and many images flashed in his mind, for example, he was such a small cub back then, but he shielded himself from temptation regardless of the danger; for example, he was lying in his arms with a deep expression, But the tail hooked himself to rub his belly; like breaking the illusion, secretly kissing his person while healed; like when he decided to abandon him, there was still a knot of sympathy around his waist that he couldn't bear to let go...

Shen Linyu asked: "Xu Yan, where is the sympathy knot on your waist?"

Xu Yan pulled up the cloud quilt, snorted lightly, and hugged him into his arms, "How can this king keep such useless things?"

Shen Linyu closed his eyes, but his body became cold little by little.

Xu Yan seemed to have sensed it, and hugged him very tightly, but the distance between the two of them was like a dream in the same bed, like a moat in the sky.

The next day, Shen Linyu still couldn't see Xu Yan. He would never wait for a gentle morning, and he would always only have a piece of cold bedding.

Shen Linyu lifted the quilt, and when Fang stood up, his legs were limp and trembling. He searched in the dormitory, but found no clothes, shoes and socks.

Xu Yan didn't want him to go out.

When he opened the window, he could see the ten-mile pear blossoms, a vast expanse of whiteness, with a few wisps occasionally staying at his fingertips.

"Xianjun, the medicine is here." Meng Po opened the door at some point and stopped behind him.

Shen Linyu looked at the bright red flower juice, raised her head and drank it, it sure tasted the same as yesterday's strange wine.

He asked: "Fengdu only has the Bana flower of the spirit of the dead, when will it grow pear blossoms?"

Granny Meng's hand receiving the bowl made a clear and crisp sound of porcelain, and said lightly, "It's for the favor of the immortal."

Shen Linyu lost interest, "If you don't want to say it, forget it."

Granny Meng smiled and didn't explain. She just took out two pots of Pear Blossom Drunk from her sleeve, "The Ghost King said that the Immortals love to drink Pear Blossom Drunk. I made some of them. The craftsmanship is not good. Please forgive me."

Po Meng lifted the lid of the wine, and Shen Linyu smelled the familiar aroma of wine.

All wines can be called pear blossom drunk, but every glass will not taste the same.

The cup brewed by Po Meng is the aroma that Shen Linyu yells "Brother Yan" every time he jumps for joy.

Without saying a word, it is indeed the ghost king's wish.

After Po Meng left, Shen Linyu still drank the wine, half drunk and half awake, he wanted to understand many things.

He realized that he was just Xu Yan's obsession with being reincarnated, and he would forget to put it down after a while.

Although he was refined into a cauldron, Xu Yan on the left and right would not want to have an enmity with Wujitian, nor would he make things difficult for him.

Drunken, Xu Yan carried him to bed with a pink face, and heard him muttering: "Xu Yan... I will completely forget you."

Who is not an obsession, if Xu Yan can be let go, so can he.

The author says:

Thanks to "Stunning Yanliu Manhuangdu" and "sssean" for the fish food, bobobobo~