After the retired boss enters the infinite stream

Fu Yun put the person on the bed with his arms in his arms, took a shower again, gently lifted the quilt and lay down in it.The sleeping Jun Yuan naturally rolled into the man's broad arms, and fell into a warm and comfortable deep sleep.

He didn't notice that the man holding him was staring at him motionless.

Suddenly he saw the black handprint on Jun Yuan's shoulder, and suddenly his deep eyes suddenly turned into scarlet double pupils with violence.

He stretched out his hand to crush the black air inch by inch, and after covering Jun Yuan's ears, a short scream came from the room.

Like a monster hidden in the space, densely packed with evil thoughts torn apart by violence.

After hearing the screams, Fu Yunyan narrowed his eyes with double pupils.

As the old saying goes.

Double pupil.

Compound eyes of ghosts, the appearance of evil ghosts.

In the middle of the night, whispers of evil spirits came from the room.

"you are mine."

The neighborhood with flickering lights was silent. Suddenly, black figures appeared one after another in the building area. They raised the corners of their mouths as if they were laughing, which made the scalp tingle. There were rustling sounds in the darkness. Ghost talk.

——Like a ghost.

At this time, a young Taoist priest, carrying a mahogany sword on his back, wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, and holding a compass in his hand, faced this high-end neighborhood, showing a dignified expression.

"How could there be such a heavy evil spirit! This place is..."

Shocked and shocked, the young Taoist squeezed a talisman paper tremblingly, and it turned into a paper kite and floated into the distance.

The Taoist priest stood on the outskirts of the community for a full night and disappeared during the day.

The man standing on the tall building looked down at the people outside the community with dark eyes.

Jun Yuan, who went out the next day with a sore back and sore back, was opposed by Fu Yun.

"Don't go out today, you are too tired, it's time to rest."

Jun Yuan sneered.

Fu Yun's strong words weakened slightly.

Jun Yuan said: "I am like this, who did it! I said it once and only once, and I have to pull me to try other positions. Damn, I won't serve you anymore, I want to go home!"

Fu Yun got stuck, and took the initiative to rub Jun Yuan's waist, his voice softened a bit, "Sorry, it's my fault, don't go, okay?"

The voice is a little disturbed, and the expression is lonely.

As if thinking of something, Jun Yuan felt a pain in his heart, annoyed that he had spoken too fast.

Then he said, "I'm hungry!"

"I'll do it!" The sadness in Fu Yun's eyes disappeared, and he put on a pink apron that didn't match his temperament, and started cooking for his little boyfriend.

It's not that Jun Yuan has never cooked before, but every time he does not blow up the kitchen, he will not quit the kitchen willingly.

At that time, after Fu Yun tasted Jun Yuan's dark cuisine for the first time, he no longer let him touch the kitchen.

Afterwards, Fu Yun cooks every time he cooks, and Jun Yuan waits to be fed.

After calling the boss to ask for leave just now, Jun Yuan had a bad expression.

After cooking, Fu Yun, who had just served the table, asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm fired!"

Fu Yun's eyes lit up, "Then I think..."

Jun Yuan, who has lived with him for many years, knows what he wants to say when he sees him like this.

Jun Yuan glared angrily, "No! You don't want to!"

"Why?" Fu Yun was aggrieved in his words.

Jun Yuan: "Hehe, Fu Kuipao! Don't think about it, I won't stay at home. What are you doing at home? Do you want to be your canary?"

"Oh." Still a little aggrieved.

"You are still wronged, I was fired, because of whom? How dare you be wronged......"

At the end of the scolding, Jun Yuan was a little bored. Seeing Fu Yun's aggrieved and pretending to be strong face, he knew that Fu Yun often used this expression, but he still had to fall for it.

"Eat first, and after eating, it's not too late to scold me."

Amidst Fu Yun's coaxing, Jun Yuan finished two bowls of rice in one go.

When he was just an adult, Jun Yuan dropped out of school because of an accident, and then married Fu Yun who was extremely insecure.

Fu Yun seems to work in a computer company, and the computer is full of codes that Jun Yuan can't understand.

He seems to be very rich. Not only did he pay for the house in one lump sum, he even paid for the two people's scooters.

It made Junyuan feel like a softie.

During the month of marriage, he stayed at home and didn't go out, and Fu Yun was even more anxious that Jun Yuan would not go out.Every day, I stretch out my clothes, stretch out my hands, and open my mouth, living a life of rice worms.

The two of them were tired all day long, and there was an ambiguity about one thing.

Jun Yuan wanted to come out to work, but Fu Yun didn't want to. This was the first time Jun Yuan saw Fu Yun's illness.

That's right.

Some bad things happened to Fu Yun. Not long ago, he was diagnosed with mild schizophrenia, and he felt very insecure, especially not letting Jun Yuan leave him for half a step. marry.

Not wanting to make his condition worse, Jun Yuan simply obtained the certificate from him.

Fu Yun's illness gradually improved, but once he could not see Jun Yuan for more than a day, he would become irritable and even self-harm.

It was the first time Jun Yuan saw Fu Yun self-mutilating with a knife, and he was quite frightened.

Jun Yuan stared at Fu Yun's beautiful eyebrows and touched them lightly.

"?"

Fu Yun raised his head in doubt, and kissed Jun Yuan's finger.

"Little uncle, where do you think there are ghosts? There are ghosts? Can you say it again?"

A girl with short curly hair asked curiously.

The young man who is called the little uncle is the young man who stayed at the gate of Junyuan community for one night - Zhang Yiqing.

"Why is Zhang Yijing you? Someone else?" Zhang Yiqing glared, staring at the youngest girl in the sect.

He pinched the girl's ear, "Didn't I ask you to stay in the Taoist temple and reflect? You won't sneak out again without telling Master, Uncle, and the others?"

"Little......Little Uncle...It hurts! It hurts!"

Zhang Yijing grinned her teeth so painfully that her delicate face was twisted into a shapeless shape.

"Let go, let go!" Zhang Yijing struggled to break free from her little uncle's hand.

"Huh!" Zhang Yiqing turned his hands away and scolded Zhang Yijing angrily, "What did I say, as the Zhang family of Longhushan, anyone who is not good at school cannot go down the mountain, otherwise you will be expelled from the Taoist temple and use it. Master often teaches Helping the world and saving people, now the spiritual energy is revived, ghosts are rampant, you are a half-baked Taoist priest, let alone go out of the mountain, the ghosts outside the mountain are particularly resentful of Taoist priests."

Zhang Yijing rolled her eyes, "Little Martial Uncle, you have said it hundreds of times, besides, this time I went down the mountain because of Master's permission!"

"Master uncle, why did he let you go down the mountain?"

Zhang Yiqing frowned.

Zhang Yijing said: "My master and those seniors seem to be going to a meeting in the city, so let me meet you first."

Zhang Yiqing muttered to himself: "It seems that my perception is correct."

"What do you feel?"

"Because there are evil spirits here!"

"Is there really a ghost!?"

Zhang Yijing is only seventeen or eighteen years old now, and has been cultivating hard on the mountain for so many years. I don’t know how many times I have heard the word ghost, but because Longhu Mountain is full of righteousness, ordinary little ghosts will not be reluctant to go to Longhu Mountain court death.

So she has never really seen the appearance of the evil spirit.

Seeing her excited face, Zhang Yiqing couldn't help but tap him on the forehead.

"Little Uncle! You hit me!" Zhang Yijing puffed her cheeks, showing disbelief.

Zhang Yiqing: "You were the one who hit you, don't you understand that curiosity kills people?"

"The ghost hiding in the human living area should not be underestimated. His strength is greater than mine. Even if the two of us work together, we can't beat him. I wanted to ask the master or the elders to support me, but I didn't expect to kill you. I've been recruited!"

Zhang Yiqing was a little heartbroken and couldn't express it in words.

Zhang Yijing pouted.

The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, looking at each other with disgust.

foggy city.

In the early morning of early winter, the clouds and mist shrouded the city, and the beautiful mist shrouded the city like a shadow, giving it the beauty of a fairyland.

Cars come and go, and people are buzzing.

Fog is one of those cities that continues to grow.

Today, two misfit Taoist priests interspersed among a busy crowd.

There are some white cranes embroidered on the bright yellow Taoist robe, which is completely different from suits and leather shoes or casual clothes.

So people's eyes fell on the two of them.

Zhang Yijing went down the mountain for the first time, and was interested in everything outside, bouncing and jumping along the way.

Zhang Yiqing's appearance is clear and handsome, and he is upright.

Both of them are people with outstanding looks. Even though they are wearing Taoist robes, they still attract many people to turn their heads.

Detour around a road, enter the commercial street, and enter an alley at the corner, and you will see an old residential area, with wires entwined densely above your head, and there are clothes to be dried by every household on the wires.

Occasionally, a fluffy cat's head pops out of the garbage dump, looking for garbage.

Suddenly a black cat descended from the sky, stared at the two passing by vigilantly, arched its back, frowned, and growled at them.

The round yellowish-brown pupils shrunk to the size of a pinprick.

Zhang Yijing was startled by the black cat that jumped out.

"Little uncle, this cat?"

Zhang Yiqing glanced, "It's okay, it's just a guardian of the area, don't go up to provoke it without authorization, and be careful that it will pick out your eyeballs."

Zhang Yijing, who was just thinking about teasing the cat, froze, and withdrew his hand that was about to move.

Because she saw blood on the cat's paws that had clotted on the hair.

It seemed that she could really pick out people's eyeballs, so she silently stepped back a few steps.

The black cat strode gracefully, as if considering where to attack the two Twolegs.

A pair of cat eyes stared straight at Zhang Yijing.

Zhang Yijing's scalp was numb and she turned around and ran, leaving her little uncle behind.

After finally passing through the small alley, there was a white wall with water intrusion marks on the wall, and the paint was falling off in pieces. The surroundings of the house were extremely quiet, and the whole house looked gloomy.

"Neighborhood Committee of Longyin Community, Huzeng Road." Zhang Yijing read out these words, and at the end there were a bunch of small announcement stickers.

"Uncle, what are we doing here?"

"Find someone."

Zhang Yiqing opened the door and went in. There was no staff at the front desk, so he walked directly inside. In the last room, there was only a middle-aged woman with a kind face sitting in the working area.

"Aunt Mei, the junior is here to disturb you again."