The devil is me

For Shen Po, who has been down the mountain for a year, falling into the sea is not a desperate situation, but he felt palpitations when the icy sea water was not too far, but he calmed down soon.

After all, you can swim with one wrist folded, and he even thought, since it's all here, why not go to that island to find out what's real, so he reluctantly squeezed a water-proof knife and opened a bright yellow waterproof barrier.He swam for a while, and the water in front of him suddenly became darker, and a huge monster loomed at the end.

When it gets close, it makes people's eyes bright. What stands on the bottom of the water seems to be a huge wreck of a shipwreck, shining brightly in the faint light refracted by layers of sea water. Colorful small fish shuttle among them, sea anemones, starfish, fairy Zhiling grass is all over it, and there are red shrimps winding with fine spots of light. The boundless is like a large piece of fire cloud, which makes people forget to return.

Shen Po was amazed, and activated the spiritual power sensor a little, and found that the spiritual energy was really surging here.He suspected that this was the island the three of them had just seen at sea, but what was puzzling was why this island appeared on the bottom of the sea again at this time.

He probed forward slowly with bewilderment, and found that there was a beam of sky light not far away from the bottom of the sea to the surface of the sea.Really unheard, unseen.He still wanted to take a closer look, but was short of breath.

Shen Po casually drew the simplest fire talisman, the flame was faint, like the tail of a gecko, shaking tremblingly, obviously the spiritual power was exhausted.

It turned out that the water-avoiding art was very expensive, and he almost forgot such a basic point in his desperation.He thought for a while, and he was afraid that Master must be in a hurry because he hadn't shown up for so long.It won't be too late to study this underwater spectacle when Master is called.

Thinking of this, he began to work hard to float up.But when he kicked his legs vigorously, he found that his ankle was grabbed by something.

Since it is said to be grasping, not entanglement, it is because through this force, he really felt the shape of the five fingers.

In such a deep sea, being held by one hand is never a good thing.He immediately scolded his mother.The mother-in-law can't scold her, but the scolding is naturally the current mistress of the Shen family.

Before he could look down, a gleaming silver fish tail swung in front of his eyes. He was greatly shocked, and couldn't help but follow the fish tail to look there. It turned out to be a woman with black hair reaching shoulders and a graceful figure. , when she turned around gracefully in the water for a moment, Shen Po couldn't help but gasped.

That face was actually a white skull!

After being washed away by the water, the skull was astonishingly white, but it didn't seem to know its terrifying appearance, and it still posed with its head and tail fluttering, revealing its "overwhelming country and city" amorous feelings.Her upper jaw touched the lower jaw, and she made a sharp rubbing sound: "You are so handsome, why don't you stay and have fun with me?"

If it weren't for her pair of tricks with only two black eyes left, Shen Po would have believed it, he kicked his clenched calf, and spat hard: "No need, I can't bear it, young master." !"

"Hehehe..." The skeleton's laughter was so sharp that it made people feel uncomfortable, "I am a gentle place here, no matter how talented you are, you don't want to leave."

Ruan Ruanxiang's fart, his barrier is so thin that he can hardly breathe.In addition, that hand clenched his ankle until it was bruised, and the ankle seemed to be frozen by ice, and the blood flow could not circulate, and the bruise climbed inch by inch along the instep.

Seeing that Shen Po didn't have a good face, the skeleton stretched out the other hand and forced him to grope on his own bones. It seemed to be very interesting, with its fish tail swaying, squinting its eyes and moaning endlessly.Shen Po was so disgusted that he couldn't break free.

His futile efforts made it laugh out loud, like sitting and watching ants: "Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, look into my eyes."

What is there to see in those pair of dark holes, Shen Po thought.But he wasn't defenseless, he slowly raised his head vigilantly, and cast his gaze over.

Even if there was a moment of strangeness, he could still close his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, before he could react, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the waves of the deep sea in front of him disappeared, leaving only a breathless darkness, and the noise stopped. At the same time, the sound of shouting, the sound of cars and horses on the road, the sound of calling friends and friends, and the clinking of dishes and dishes, rushed into the ears.Shen Po looked around in a daze, and saw that the surrounding scene was gradually getting brighter from darkness, and the flags were fluttering outside the door, it was actually a small tea shop by the side of the road.

He is also familiar with this tea shop. When he went down the mountain the day before, he rested here for a cup of tea and heard about books.

That book tells the story of a Taoist couple, Lu Heng and Deng Lin, a hundred years ago. Lu Heng is a qin repairer, and Deng Lin is a sword repairer. , The character is clean, the libretto praises the two, saying "Jing Heng Qi Zi, the stars are divided into wings".

Later, Deng Lin lost his eyes during a catastrophe. Due to a chance meeting, he had to change his way of deception, taking ghosts as his favor, and his eyes as his eyes.Lv Heng was an upright person and couldn't tolerate it. He challenged Deng Lin alone and wanted to take him to Yunzhou.How could Deng Lin not know that there is a Tianmu Pagoda in Yunzhou, which is closed by crooked people like him.Deng Lin resisted desperately, but he still injured his arm. Lu Heng had a chance to kill him with one blow, but he didn't have the heart to kill him, allowing Deng Lin to escape by chance.

Since then, the two have parted ways and have a deep grudge.Later, Deng Lin practiced deceitful ways to dominate the world of self-cultivation, blood flowed into rivers, bones cast bridges, and captured Lu Heng alive in a great battle. Lu Heng naturally wanted to die, but Deng Lin didn't want him to die happily. Abolish his cultivation base, force him to have sex with him, and love him day and night.

This storybook is extremely catchy and colorful, and it outlines the details of the two people's love as it is at present.Shen Po has also awakened early, and he has long been familiar with the villain books sold by vendors in street stalls, and he has hidden them in the most serious place in Penglai Dojo - Shugutang.The so-called dark under the lights, the most dangerous place is the safest place, anyway, those vast old books are not read, hiding in them is the safest place.

Therefore, he has already learned a lot about the word love, and now he has heard that this book is not serious, but he has never heard of two men's double cultivation, so he listened curiously with his head propped up.

At the end, Deng Lin pinched Lu Heng's chin on the couch, lightly touched the chin with his fingertips, and finally stroked his pale lower lip: "Do you think you have to be female because I forced you?"

Lu Heng's eyes were cold and empty, if it wasn't for the blush remaining on his face, and the gasping in his mouth, it would make people think he was a dead person.

Deng Lin stared at his expression leisurely through a perfectly round and rotating ghost eye on the side of the bed, and said with a smile: "You don't need such a dead face, aren't you happy?"

"Let me tell you, you don't have to look like this. You are a man who is doomed to be trapped by love in this life. Back then, you wanted to capture me and go to the Tianmu Tower in Yunzhou. You had a chance to kill me, but you didn't. Today Can't even kill me."

The last ray of blood on Lu Heng's face also disappeared.

"In the final analysis." Deng Lin leaned closer to his ear, sprayed his hot and humid breath into his ear, and said in a very soft tone a vital fact that Lu Heng knew long ago but was unwilling to admit, "Isn't it you love me."

Lu Heng closed his eyes suddenly, his lips trembling. "I wanted to take you to Yunzhou that day..." He groaned in pain, his lower body was covered in blood, "I took you to Yunzhou because I wanted to exchange my eyes for you."

The storyteller slapped the chopping board: "Deng Lin just remembered that besides the Tianmu Pagoda, Yunzhou also has a 1000-year-old ancient temple. In this ancient temple, there is a master Buddha cultivator who is good at changing eyes. You must know that it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice and without eyes." A person cannot change his eyes, but he can exchange the eyes of this person with others."

It was only then that Deng Lin realized that Lu Heng's intentions were due to a misunderstanding after years of resentment.Deng Linru was struck by lightning, his eyes were red, he stood up suddenly, his mind was booming like a storm.

At this moment, a dagger was thrust into his chest fiercely.

"This Lu Heng is willing to subdue the female, just waiting for this blow!" The storyteller stammered, "Deng Lin widened his eyes, saw the bright red blood blade slowly pulled out, spit out a mouthful of blood, he gritted his silver teeth, hissed Asked loudly: 'Is the eye-changing thing true or not?'."

Shen Po listened intently, his palms sweated and his fingertips turned white.

Lu Heng's wrist was thin and white, and now that it was stained with blood, it was even more dazzling white.His expression was calm and pale, his lips were slightly parted and he said two words coldly: "It's true."

Hearing this, Shen Po suddenly relaxed. At any rate, he had been sincere, so it was not a mistake.

Deng Lin laughed loudly when he heard the words, with blood froth in his throat, the laugh was deep and hoarse.

He murmured: "Since that's the case, this life belongs to you, and there is no regret." After finishing speaking, he fell down in front of Lu Heng.

Lu Heng couldn't hold on to himself, the veins on his forehead would appear, he hugged Deng Lin in his arms, weeping blood for three days, like an orphaned beast.In the end, one person and one dead body disappeared between people, and no one knew where he was.

Shen Po was so shocked by this love that he tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep. First, he thought that the person who absolutely regarded him as his life would be willing to change eyes with him. After thinking about it, only Lingyaosi and Yun could make him like this Chonghe.Later, Piao Miao Miao remembered the love in bed that the storytellers talked about, and for some reason only Yun Chong and the other were left in their minds, and they couldn't hold back their red faces...

Thinking of what happened last night, his eyes suddenly drifted away, the tea shop gradually disappeared, and there was a dense atmosphere in front of him, and then it became clear that it was the Lingquan of Penglai!

In the hot misty green pool, surrounded by green water plants, he saw Yun Chong's slender neck like a swan, his delicate white collarbone, which he often hides in his wide sleeves, his neat and natural arms, and the water surface. The rippling black hair on his face seemed to draw him to his heart.

He himself didn't have an inch of hair on his body, just like Yun Chonghe, his body was exposed and immersed in the water.He pushed aside the water plants, Yun Chonghe was obviously startled by the rustling sound, opened his pale eyes and looked at him, saw that it was Shen Po, and said again: "Come here."

That voice was like the surface of a calm lake, until the ripples became widespread, and only a little trembling sound could be heard from the end.

For some reason, Shen Po really walked over, and the sound of rushing water didn't stop until Yun Chong and his side.From the surface of the water, the silhouette of Yun Chong and his tall body can be vaguely seen, with a sharp-edged chest and a smooth and compact belly, like plump fruits whose branches are sometimes hidden by leaves, unreal and mouth-watering.

He became short of breath, his heart was beating wildly, and he murmured: "Master."

Yun Chonghe raised his hand, wetly caressing his cheeks, along his lip line, all the way to his earlobe.Yun Chonghe's eyes are hazy, like a pool of spring, rippling and spreading towards the boundless spring sky, the bright color in his eyes is the stunning skylight and sun shadow.

Shen Po fiddled with that hand, narrowed his eyes comfortably, raised his head high, extremely pious, as if waiting for a gift from a god.The next moment, Yun Chonghe grabbed the tail of his blue bird sandalwood hairpin, raised his jaw even higher, and bent down to kiss him.

As if a sweet and juicy fruit is blooming in the mouth, all the taste buds are jumping, and the moist lips are tossing and rubbing against another equally moist lips.There was a crash in Shen Po's head, blood surged up, his cheeks were hot and gorgeous like a pink crabapple flower, stained with dew, with the greenness of the first blooming branches.But even so, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong in his heart, on the contrary, it seemed like it should be.

He should have kissed Yun Chonghe.

He tried his best to be self-willed and teased, as if he just wanted to see Duan Fang's indifferent master with five senses, five senses, clear thoughts, and hard to control himself.

Just like now, he is learning how to describe in storytelling and drawing books. Like Lu Heng and Deng Lin's love in bed, he teases him jerky with his tongue, seeing Yun Chong and his throat rolling, and feeling Yun Chong. Chonghe's fingertips inserted into his hair more forcefully, such an upright person, with his eyes slightly closed at the moment, with a faint crimson color at the end of his eyes, impatient, yet forbearing and dignified.

Shen Po finally found the source of his evil.

He wanted the light to shine on him and only him.Just like the gaze that Yun Chonghe cast on him many years ago, during those years when he fumbled and scrambled in the mud for a bit of leftovers——

He asked him, how did these injuries come about.

He looked at him calmly and compassionately, carefully painting every wound on him.

Shen Po admits that his own possessiveness is like the nature of a wild beast, born with nature, difficult to suppress, such a despicable life like him - and Yun Chong and such an innocent person can only be his.

Simply perfect.