Lovers torture themselves every day

Ji Yan was taken aback when he opened his eyes.

Fu Siyuan was lying sideways, with his head propped on one hand, almost hanging above his body. A pair of deep eyes looked at him quietly. His pupils were very dark, and with some white on the pupils, he looked less emotional, like a The robot doesn't know how long this process lasted.

When Ji Yan opened his eyes, he found that he was being stared at. It didn't know how long it lasted. When someone stared straight at him, it was easy to remind people of the face-to-face killing in horror movies. In short, it was panic.

Ji Yan closed his eyes fiercely, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse when he woke up: "Good morning."

Fu Siyuan was silent for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Good morning."

His companion woke up.

Ji Yan lifted the quilt and got out of bed. When Fu Siyuan got up to drink water, he also got dressed and went to the ground. Then he washed and ate breakfast as usual, and then went to the company.

Sitting in the car, Ji Yan has already arrived at the downstairs of the company.

He glanced at the tall buildings in the distance, then turned his head to look at the man with a gloomy face beside him, pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Baby, are you not very happy today?"

Fu Siyuan is a person who can't hide things in his heart. When facing him, his emotions and sorrows are all displayed on his face. When he woke up this morning, he found that this person's state was not right.

It seemed that there was something hidden in his heart, and there was some hostility in his brows.

Fu Siyuan looked at his Taoist companion, he paused for a moment when his eyes glanced at the smile on his face, and then forced a smile from the corner of his lips: "No, I'm very happy."

It's also hard-spoken.

Ji Yan's eyes swept over his face, taking the unnaturalness and stiffness on Fu Siyuan's face into his eyes.

He twirled his fingers calmly, as if he didn't see this, and finally just said: "If there is anything, remember to tell me."

Ji Yan has always had a sense of proportion, and never forces her lover to say what she doesn't want to say.

Fu Siyuan nodded to show that he knew, he put a kiss on Ji Yan's side face, and said with a smile: "Go to the company quickly, or you will be late."

Fu Siyuan watched the tall and slender young man step into the Anmei Building, and he didn't look back until he disappeared into the first floor, his eyes were obscure.

It's time for him to take care of something.

The owner of the paper flower shop is a middle-aged man.

When he opened the door for cleaning as usual this morning, he ushered in the first guest.

The boss looked at the man in the store and asked aloud, "Hello, what do you want?"

Most of the guests who come here come for funerals, and they usually buy nothing more than sacrificial wreaths and elegiac couplets.

Fu Siyuan looked at the decorations in the store. The incense burner was all yellow paper, and there was even a small figure made of paper.

A little satisfied in his heart, he said, "I want some yellow paper and cinnabar." His eyes swept to the figure made of paper in the corner, and he pointed: "Bring me another one of that little man."

The spirit that was forced out of time was attracted to this villain, and then burned to death.

The boss packed the yellow paper and cinnabar for him, looked at the paper figurine and said, "We not only sell paper figurines here, we usually start with two."

This kind of paper figurine is the kind that is burned in the grave. Generally, the living people buy a bunch of them and burn them to worship the ancestors during the Qingming Festival, saying that it is to help take good care of the dead.

It can be regarded as a kind of beautiful thought for the deceased relatives, and I hope to live well in another world.

The boss thought that Fu Siyuan came to this store because of the funeral at home, so he said: "Buy another one, make a pair to take good care of people."

Anyway, one is also cheap, just a few dollars.

As soon as the words fell, the man in front of him sneered, and there was even a bit of ruthlessness between his brows: "I want one, he is so beautiful!"

Are you taking care of me?

He directly forced the remnant soul out to make it fly away.

boss:.

Dare to feel that this is the death of the enemy!

Fu Siyuan threw the things he bought into the car, and then drove back home.

Not avoiding interruption, he locked up the cats and dogs first, then placed white and yellow paper and paper figurines one by one, and then used thick ink soaked in cinnabar to draw spells on the yellow paper one by one.

Fu Siyuan drew more than 20 thunderbolts commonly used in the cultivation world in one breath, and he laid them out one by one. Seeing the sun move to the top of his head, Fu Siyuan thought that the time had come.

He casually took out a Thunderbolt Talisman and stuck it on his body, then closed his eyes and recited the incantation, and at the same time his hands quickly formed seals, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his eyes glide fiercely.

"break!"

Fu Siyuan snorted, and quickly took off the yellow paper on his body and pasted it on the paper figurine.

The whole process is extremely fast, which can be called fast, accurate and ruthless.

Fu Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He pinched the funny villain with the yellow paper on it, and said coldly: "If I can make this lord work so hard to force out your remnant soul, you'll be honored."

Few people in the comprehension world know about this kind of method, and now he uses this secret method on an ordinary person, and this original body can be regarded as an honor to die.

Fu Siyuan poked the paper figurine fiercely with his fingers, and said gloomily, "Why don't you speak?"

He had forced this remnant soul onto the paper figurine, so it stands to reason that it is now conscious.

The yellow paper on the paper man's body was rustled by the wind.

Fu Siyuan's eyes lit up, he just wanted to hear what this original body had to say, and by the way, let's talk about how Ji Yan loves him, this matter is full of frustration, but no one can show it off.

As soon as the wind left, the yellow paper fell down and remained motionless.

Fu Siyuan who wanted to show off: .

How bold!

The soul of the original body dared to lie to him? !

Fu Siyuan's face sank like water, and his expression was gloomy: "Very good."

He opened his mouth slowly, tightening his strength little by little, seeing that the paper figurine was already curled up, wrinkled and tattered, and his voice was sinister: "I originally wanted to torture you slowly, but I still worry about my two Let the child take shape as soon as possible to accumulate some blessings." He lowered his eyes and said coldly: "Now I will give you a happy time."

After saying that, Fu Siyuan let go, he watched the tongue of flames ignite, and the bright flames licked the little man clean little by little before he raised his lips slightly.

Fu Siyuan cleaned up the mess, got up and let the cats and dogs out.

He wanted to touch the cats behind him, but he saw that both were far away from him, and ran away with his paws.

Fu Siyuan's face darkened.

Bastard child with no eyesight.

You have no idea how powerful your father is!

The Samoyed baby is pleasing, with a natural enthusiasm, ran over and put his head under Fu Siyuan's hands, wanting to be patted on the head.

Fu Siyuan's face softened slightly.

Rubbing his furry head, he praised in a low voice: "Good boy, I will definitely help you transform into a form in the future."

He had had enough of the dog, and was content again.

This matter is a serious worry for Fu Siyuan, now after getting rid of it, he feels relieved and his mood becomes beautiful.

Fu Siyuan's life returned to calm again.

He goes home from get off work with his Taoist partner every day, and the two of them have a good time playing with cats and dogs.

Now it's late autumn, when it's raining and cool, Fu Siyuan and Ji Yan are walking their dogs on the street.

I didn't take my Samoyed out during the rainy two days, and I was feeling aggrieved at home, and now I took the rope and went to the street to have fun.

Samoyed is a big dog, and Ji Yan brought it a leather muzzle. The yellow shape is somewhat like a duck's mouth, with a smiling arc and a snow-white fur. The rate is high.

Ji Yan led and led, and Samoyed began to be disobedient.

After a while, I went to the grass to smell it, and then I went there to sniff it. I saw other dogs on the road and wanted to go up and say hello.

A whole family of expressive dogs.

Fu Siyuan caught a glimpse of Samoyed playing with other dogs, and looked critically at it, and whispered to Ji Yan: "I don't think he made a good friend."

My own child has been wagging his tail happily, so happy that he is spinning around in circles, but the black and white dog raises his chin slightly reservedly, and only occasionally wags his tail, looking at him indifferently.

Fu Siyuan's old father felt sorry for his son when his mentality was offended, and felt that this friend was too proud.

He said to Ji Yan: "Our children are too naive and easy to be deceived."

Unlike this one, who has a kind of cleverness when he rolls his eyes. Just this dog, even if he sells his own dog son, he has to help count the money.

Fu Siyuan was like an old father who was nervous about his child making friends, worried and helpless.

Ji Yan saw that his dog was playing with a black and white border collie.

Bianmu is a dog with a high IQ, and Samoyed is one of the famous "Three Idiots on Sleds". When the two dogs meet together, the contrast is very obvious, as if a scumbag and a top student have taken the same exam , everything is clear when I look at the answer sheet.

but.

No matter how smart the Bianmu is and how stupid the dog is, how far can it fool the Samoyed?

Ji Yan was helpless: "It's okay."

He found a bench and sat down, watching the two dogs play in a relaxed mood.

Fu Siyuan watched the two dogs play nervously, a little afraid that if he didn't pay attention to his children, he would suffer a disadvantage.

After an unknown amount of time, the owner of Bian Mu took his dog away, and Samoyed looked at it reluctantly, and returned to Ji Yan wagging his tail until his friend disappeared.

Fu Siyuan rubbed the dog's head, and said comfortingly, "I'll take you out to play tomorrow."

He was holding the leash in his hand, and was lowering his head to pet the dog, when he suddenly felt a dull pain in his head.

A few clips flashed in front of my eyes, and they slid past my eyes as quickly as a movie.

It seemed that he was also sitting on the bench, he was sitting and chatting with the young man who was leading the dog, this time the clip was clearer than last time, and he could even recall what Yuan Zhen had said back then.

Vividly, as if personally experienced.

Ji Yan looked at the man who suddenly bowed his head: "Fu Siyuan?"

Why did you suddenly stop?

Fu Siyuan slowly retracted the rope, his palms were wet and wet, and the rough rope felt a bit of pain in his palms, as if piercing his heart.

Again.

Didn't he destroy the soul of the original body?

Fu Siyuan didn't know what to think of, his face turned pale.

Ji Yan frowned: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Suddenly there was a lot of sweat on his head, and his face was very pale.

Fu Siyuan's heart skipped a beat when he thought of the possibility, and he felt chills all over his body.

He reluctantly opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "My head hurts a bit."

Ji Yan panicked for a moment, then calmed down quickly: "Don't be afraid, I'll call an ambulance now."

He took out his mobile phone to dial, but his wrist was grabbed by a hand.

Fu Siyuan closed his eyes and spit out two words: "No need."

Ji Yan said anxiously: "How can it not be used?"

Fu Siyuan looked at the panicked look of his Taoist companion, feeling a little sour in his heart, he comforted Ji Yan and said: "I don't feel any pain anymore."

The dull pain was only a moment after that clip appeared, and it has disappeared.

But those memories rushed into his mind like poisonous snakes and took root deeply in it.

Ji Yan: "If it doesn't hurt, I have to go to the hospital!"

Fu Siyuan touched his Taoist companion's wrist reassuringly: "I'm fine, don't be afraid, let's go to Dr. Li."

Doctor Li has been in charge of Fu Siyuan's affairs.

Seeing that his face had softened, Ji Yan felt relieved: "Are you really all right?"

Fu Siyuan smiled: "It's okay, I don't feel anything right now."

This is true.

But in a corner that Ji Yan couldn't see, Fu Siyuan closed his eyes to hide the panic in them.

He had a premonition that such memories would appear more and more frequently in the future.

If that divine soul can withstand the Thunder Talisman, then he has nothing to do.

If one day, that divine soul really wakes up, can he still control this body?

Until then.

Fu Siyuan closed his eyes, suppressing the coolness in his heart.

Will he disappear?

It was as silent as when it came.