Strange Tales: The Yin-Yang Celestial Master

"Every day when I go home, I see Mr. Luo courting (crossed out) intercourse"

As an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, Luo Lang has already forgotten how old he is this year.

Before meeting Qi Buyang, the long time was boring, so he wandered around the Three Realms just to find something to pass the time.He has been staying in the human world for the last 100 years because human beings are much more interesting than other places, and he won’t get bored too quickly. But even so, he still can’t get motivated to watch those weak human beings busy every day. I really don't understand why they are running around like this.

It wasn't until he met Qi Buyang that he began to feel that life was interesting, and he almost couldn't remember how the time passed before.Every day spent with Qi Buyang is extremely interesting, even if he does nothing but just stay at home all day, he will not feel bored.And recently, he also discovered a fascinating activity-chuang sports, not only can he appreciate Qi Buyang's beautiful body and cute expressions that he can't usually see, but he can also be satisfied.As long as he thinks about whether the little celestial master is about to cry or not, he feels hot all over, wishing to throw him down and do it again.Such an interesting and comfortable exercise, he actually!now!exist!talent!hair!now!

Feeling deeply that Master Luo had wasted a lot of time, he was heartbroken and determined to devote himself to this sport every day from now on.As the only second participant in this sport, Qi Buyang said that his legs were sore, his waist hurt, and he was under a lot of pressure. Although he already had the body of a god and a demon, in the final analysis, he was just a young radish that had just grown. The body is still very fragile.

After being ruthlessly rejected by the little celestial master several times, the unwilling master Luo began to think of ways for his "sexual happiness".

For example, on a certain rest day, Luo Lang was lying on the sofa watching TV, and the diligent little celestial master was sitting cross-legged next to him flipping through a book, only to hear a faint voice from the TV——

"Spring is here, everything is recovering, and it's the season for animals to mate..."

Luo Lang had a flash of inspiration, and quickly sat up and stared at the little celestial master with bright eyes, "Yangyang, do you hear me, let's mate!"

"Pay, post..." Qi Buyang was shocked by this straightforward statement, and he couldn't say such a shameful word after stammering for a long time.

Just when he was blushing and didn't know how to respond, Master Luo rushed over and pushed him down on the sofa, and licked his face like a dog.

"Mr. Luo!" Qi Buyang struggled to break free, rolled over from the armrest of the sofa, and accidentally knocked his head. He didn't care about the pain, so he got up and said righteously: "It's still broad daylight, how can we declare in the daytime?" ..."

The shameless and impatient last word still made him blush. The little celestial master has lived so long and hasn't said this word yet. Luo Lang saw it funny and distressed, but still deliberately squinted his eyes and asked: "Bai Ri Xuan what?" While reaching out to help him rub his head.

The little celestial master was being molested, and when he saw that he stretched out his hand thinking he wanted to do that kind of thing again, he was immediately ashamed and angry, and avoided saying: "Anyway, I can't do it anyway!" After speaking, he ran away without looking back.

Courtship failed.Master Luo looked at the back of Qi Buyang running away like a rabbit, clasped his hands and gave a "tsk", not intending to give up.

A few more days passed.

After dinner, Qi Buyang went to study in the study as usual, and Luo Lang followed suit, idly nibbling a bunch of grapes beside him, and glanced at the little celestial master who was busy drawing talismans, his dark eyes flashed.

"Yangyang, have you gained weight recently?"

"Eh?" Qi Buyang raised his head when he heard the words, thought for a while, and couldn't help but put down the cinnabar pen in his hand to pinch his stomach, as if it really softened a little...

"Let me take a look for you." Before he finished speaking, Luo Lang came over and lifted the hem of the loose Tang suit, revealing a white waist.Master Luo's eyes darkened immediately, and he rubbed his hands on his delicious-looking belly, pinched left and right, and while eating tofu, he pretended to sigh: "It's because of lack of exercise recently, you need to exercise more Just do it." In fact, it's not to mention how comfortable it is to mop softly and tenderly.

Qi Buyang, who didn't know that he fell into the pit, nodded obediently, recalling that he had really neglected to exercise during this period, so he seriously considered resuming the exercise plan: "From tomorrow, I will get up early and practice the Baguazhang taught by my grandfather."

"Don't wait until tomorrow, start now." Luo Lang said, hugging him.

"Mr. Luo! What are you going to do?" The little celestial master was startled, and struggled in his arms. His writhing little butt kept rubbing against Luo Lang's desire and dissatisfaction. The people here did it.

"Take you to exercise." The deep and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, which seemed to be somewhat dangerous, but made Qi Buyang blush inexplicably.

It wasn't until he was thrown on the bed that he realized what Luo Lang said about "exercising", and quickly got up to protest: "It was only yesterday..."

"I didn't exercise enough yesterday." Luo Lang immediately interrupted him, licked his lips and said, "How about we double the amount today?"

"No!" Qi Buyang immediately vetoed: "We must prepare those talismans today, and use them tomorrow!"

Luo Lang turned a deaf ear to it, and started to unbutton his clothes nimbly with his fingers.

Qi Buyang struggled in vain for a long time, but he was still pinned down and unable to move. He gasped for breath and felt a little tired, so he could only yell softly: "Langlang..."

Luo Lang shook his fingers, his heart was numb from his call, he looked down at the little celestial master's eyes from above, those big black and white eyes were watery, looking at him with some grievances, blushing and whispering: "My waist is so sore."

"..."

Master Luo suffered a "knowing blow from the little celestial master", entered a state of debuffing, voluntarily surrendered, and failed in pk.

Qi Buyang returned to the desk as he wished, and continued to work with a tooth mark on his cheek.

Master Luo, who planned to have another miscarriage, could only suppress the anger in his heart, and went to the backyard looking for bad luck with a dark face.

Qi's house is completely different from the desertedness during the day at night, and the backyard is always very lively, because there are not many living people in this family, but there are many ghosts.Those little ghosts who have been on a errand for a day, or have been trapped in a talisman for a day, gather here to have a tea party, complain to each other about their daily life, and share gossip about their masters. They can chat tirelessly all night, chirping To those servants without spiritual vision ability, the sound was like howling ghosts and howling all night, and they had long formed the habit of not leaving their rooms at night.Therefore, no living people can be seen in the backyard of the Qi family at night, and this time belongs to the kid.

But tonight, a picker came to find fault, his face was full of "I just came here to quarrel with you, whether you are arguing or not, hurry up and see what I want to beat you", he couldn't beat him again and again, and said again Not daring to say it, the little ghosts had no choice but to run around cowardly.

"What's wrong with Mr. Luo? We haven't messed with him recently."

"What Mr. Luo, she is now a young mistress!"

"We didn't mess with Young Mistress either!" The kid was so wronged that he was about to cry.

"What do you know? It must be a quarrel with the young master. Our young master is a person who does important things. If he doesn't care about coaxing him, he will be upset."

"(**)You know this as well?!"

"Of course!" The brat who kept gossiping while running proudly raised his chin, "Who am I, the young master trusts me the most!"

"Hey, that bald man with the bell over there, come here!" The complacent little Bell froze, and turned around with a strange fake smile, "Mr. Luo..."

Luo Lang hooked his fingers at him impatiently, "Come here to play cards, and those next to you."

"But...it's my turn to patrol tonight"

Luo Lang's expression became more and more cold, and he didn't speak, he raised one eyebrow silently, and little Lingdang felt that his heart, which had died a long time ago, also thumped, so he reluctantly moved to that side. The expression of "young mistress" softened a little, and she even said generously: "Don't worry, I will let you guys."

When the other little ghosts heard this, they felt that the young lady was not bad, and immediately felt relieved.

"Why are you so stupid! His so-called "Let" means let us play a few more cards later!" Little Bell knew how shameless this "young mistress" was, and waved the brass bell in front of those unsatisfied girls. The companion knocked on the head one by one, and let out a heavy sigh.

Today's Qi's backyard is still so lively.

In the early morning of the next day, the busy Qi Buyang was calculating the fortune-telling charts for the guests in the living room. He suddenly thought that he hadn't seen Mr. Luo since last night. He didn't know where he went and whether he came back to sleep. Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little worried. , even though he knew that nothing would happen to that person, he couldn't help but think wildly.

The fat man on the opposite side saw that he kept his head down and said nothing, thinking that there was something wrong with his horoscope, he couldn't sit still, and asked worriedly: "Master Qi, what is my fortune this year? Can I succeed in business? Is it not very good?"

Qi Buyang came back to his senses, felt a little guilty, and hurriedly said: "You are not bad this year, the previous setbacks are coming to an end, you should be able to gain something, keep working hard."

When the fat man heard this, he smiled and thanked him repeatedly.

At this time, the maid in charge of cleaning the room came in hesitantly, wanting to find Qi Buyang, but was stopped by the housekeeper.

"What's the matter?" Normally, they would not come to the living room when there were guests, so Butler Qi thought something was wrong.

The maid glanced at the butler, then turned her gaze to Qi Buyang, "Master, the young mistress seems to be sick." Her tone was a bit weird, the tall young mistress didn't look sick at all, but there was no way she was Lai Being unable to get up on the bed made her unable to make the bed, and forced her to tell the young master.She watched the little young master grow from a little bit to such a big one. The young master has never put on airs, and he respects them servants very much. She also treats him as her own child so much, but this new young mistress makes her a little scared. Dare not disobey his orders.

"Sick?!" Qi Buyang stood up suddenly. Mr. Luo had never been sick before, so why did he suddenly become sick?There was no time to think about it at the moment, and hurried to the room after seeing off the guests.

Going in and looking, Luo Lang was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, with only his head exposed. Seeing him coming, he smiled faintly, "Yangyang, I seem to have a fever." A little weak, very different from usual, this made Qi Buyang a little panicked, and he didn't know what to do, after thinking about it, he climbed up on the bed and touched his forehead with his hand, it seemed that it was really hot, but it didn't seem hot .The little celestial master, who had never taken care of a patient before, was not sure, but Luo Lang suddenly stretched out a hand from under the quilt to press his neck and let his forehead stick to his own.

"Look, isn't it very hot?" Luo Lang asked softly with a smile.

Their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads, and the tips of their noses touched the tip of their noses. When Luo Lang spoke, his hot breath hit Qi Buyang's face, making him feel very hot and a little itchy.He could no longer tell whether the heat came from Luo Lang's forehead or his own reddened face.

Luo Lang was dissatisfied with his stiffness, and urged: "Come closer and touch him." As he spoke, he hugged him, and hugged him on his stomach, wrapping him tightly like an octopus.

"What are you doing?" Qi Buyang still didn't understand his plan, and was in a hurry to find medicine for him. While trying to get up on the bed, he frowned and asked, "Why did you suddenly get sick? Did you catch a cold last night? Don't you have a headache? I'll ask Uncle Qi what medicine to take, he took care of me when I was sick..."

Hearing this, Luo Lang felt sore for some reason, he insisted on restraining him from getting up, and gnawed on the soft and tender neck of the little celestial master punishingly, his hands were restless and got into the thin cloth Just put his hands on the smooth back.

Qi Buyang began to feel that something was wrong, "Mr. Luo...let go, I'll go get the medicine..."

"No need..." I don't know which TV show I learned to play hooligans, Master Luo didn't raise his head, and said brazenly: "You can sleep with me for a while." He became addicted to gnawing, and his voice was hoarse Vaguely said: "Let's do something to cool off..."

"Luo Lang!" Qi Buyang finally understood, this person doesn't look sick at all, how could the body of a god and demon who should have thought of it a long time ago catch a cold!I couldn't believe that he was so bored. He stared at him in anger for a while, but couldn't break free, so he took out a talisman from his sleeve and slapped it on Luo Lang's forehead. As if frozen, he stared blankly at the little celestial master.Of course the talisman against the little ghost didn't work on him, and the reason why he was stunned was that Qi Buyang called his full name.

Even if the polite little celestial master gets angry again, he just jumps up and calls "Mr. Luo", never calling him "Luo Lang".

Master Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Qi Buyang climbed off him angrily, his face flushed (angry), "I thought you were really sick! Who knew that you were only thinking about... this kind of thing! Liar!" After speaking, he turned around and left without even looking at Luo Lang.

His last look, filled with anger and disappointment, was something Luo Lang had never seen before.

Bad thing.

Master Luo, who had a yellow talisman on his forehead, had only these words in his mind.