The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

"What is this?" Ji Sheng picked up a silk thread and carefully fiddled with it before his eyes.

However, as soon as he lifted it up, he heard a "squeak" and the thread disappeared.

"Eh, eh? Where did you go?" Ji Sheng "crowded" and chased after him, but was stopped by Qi Wushen.

The young man waved the few threads that were caught in his hand, and then said: "I'll chase after a while, but I'd better think about it first, how did you get entangled by this thing."

"I..." Ji Sheng propped his chin, fell into deep thought, thought for a moment and then said, "I didn't seem to do anything special, just yesterday I was in your room with your master, and then I was looking for you I found the stage. During the whole process, I was either with you or Xianjun Ji Ce. It doesn’t make sense that I’m the only one who has something to do?”

The boy's eyes were heavy, and he thought for a moment before opening his mouth.

"There are three possibilities now," he said.

"Which three?" Ji Sheng put on a curious posture and asked the question.

"The first possibility is that this thing is indiscriminate with people, and you are unlucky to keep up with it."

Ji Sheng touched his chin: "It's not impossible, what about the second one?"

Qi Wushen replied: "The second possibility is that although you all went to these places, you touched something that we didn't touch, so you were stained."

Ji Sheng rested his chin and thought for a moment: "This seems a little more reliable than the possibility just now."

He paused and looked at Qi Wushen, and then asked and answered: "What about the third one?" He had to listen to it before making a decision.

The young man coughed twice, and the expression on his face became serious. Seeing his friend's expression, Ji Sheng couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

He pushed the boy's shoulder and urged, "Say it quickly, don't pretend to be mysterious."

The boy opened his mouth slowly and said seriously, "I think the third possibility is the most likely."

He said again: "Remember that female ghost who lay on top of you yesterday?"

"Yeah." Of course Ji Sheng remembered, and he was scared to death.

Only Qi Wushen continued: "The third possibility is——"

"Yesterday, the female ghost fell in love with you and wanted to take you back to be Mrs. Tomb, you see, this line looks transparent, but it is actually the red line of your destiny. "

Ji Sheng: "..."

He didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't know whether he was angry or speechless.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I'll go to the red line of your fate, have you seen the black line on my face?"

He said again: "Thank you, why don't you just say that there are two possibilities? Why don't you have to choose one of the three to make you look smart?"

"I finally understand why my brother doesn't like to let me play with you."

Qi Wushen laughed out loud with a "Puff".

The two got back to business, Qi Wushen also resumed his serious appearance, and said: "In my opinion, this matter probably has something to do with you on this stage, why don't you think about it, what did you touch here that no one else touched?"

Ji Sheng walked around the stage twice, suddenly remembered something, and said: "I remembered, there is indeed something, and only I touched it."

He looked around the stage, and shook his head again after a while, his expression not as sure as before.

"Speak." Qi Wushen encouraged.

"That's right..." Ji Sheng still had some doubts in his tone, "That's right, I seem to have seen the statue of the general in the shrine in the village."

"If you see it, you see it. If you don't see it, you don't see it. What do you mean you seem to see it?"

"That's right... I only saw the shadow, not the person. The shadow was riding a horse with flying mane, but its outline and silhouette were very much like the statue of the general."

The boy's memory flashed back quickly, he remembered that yesterday the master held the wooden head and called out his father's name.

After serving the master this morning, he took a special look at the appearance of the puppet's head. It cannot be said to be exactly the same as his father's appearance, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.

Qi Wushen also wondered at that time, how could the master admit the wrong person, and he was so wrong.Now it seems... Could it be that he missed something before?

Ji Sheng danced and compared what he saw, then pointed back at the faded red backboard behind him and said: "It was at that place, when Immortal Ji Ce went to check elsewhere, I was the only one who saw it. The shadow flashed by and was still moving, I was a little scared at the time, so I went to find Immortal Ji Ce, and when I came back, the shadow was gone."

Qi Wushen: "..."

There was something strange about the expression on his face.

Ji Sheng pouted and said, "What kind of expression do you have? Why, you don't believe me?"

Qi Wushen shook his head, and hooked Ji Sheng again.

"It's a bit far away, I don't seem to hear what you just said, can you come closer to me and say it again?"

Ji Sheng: "..."

He looked down at the distance between Qi Wushen and Qi Wushen, at most one meter.Although one hand cannot reach it, it is more than enough to take a big step while holding your breath.

"Didn't hear clearly? I think you are deaf!"

Ji Sheng didn't understand what kind of monster his friend was doing, but he still walked towards Qi Wushen.

When he said it quickly, he just took a step. The young man stretched out his arm and hugged his shoulder forcefully. With a "click", the railing beside the stage was in disrepair for a long time, and was crushed by the two of them. In two halves, the two also fell on the grass.

"I'll go, what are you doing? Young Master, I owed you in my previous life..."

"Shut up, don't talk, look back and see what's going on now?"

Hearing this, Ji Sheng turned his head and saw behind the red backboard of the stage, the silhouette of the general he saw yesterday was holding a spear and stabbing at the place where he was just now.

"Fuck, what is that?" Ji Shenggui cried.

He suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, looked down, and saw that the Taoist robe there had been torn open, a bloodstain was not deep, but it was beginning to turn black.

He didn't understand what the situation was, obviously the other party was just a shadow, but it really hurt him.

"I don't know either." Qi Wushen stood up, patted the lapel of his clothes, pulled off the sawdust and weeds, and pulled Ji Sheng to stand a little further away from the stage.

He pointed to the shadow that suddenly appeared there, and said: "But I guess, if you are stabbed by that thing to your shadow, you will also suffer the same damage."

Hearing this, Ji Sheng couldn't help being afraid, if Qi Wushen hadn't pulled him away just now, would the spear and spear have penetrated into his skull?

"Then what should we do now?" Ji Sheng panicked, and unconsciously took two steps back.

With a sound of "嗖", something was pulled out from Qi Wushen's palm, the two of them looked down, and saw that most of the thin threads they were holding in their hands had already been released, and the transparent silk thread dissipated in the air and disappeared immediately.

The remaining one was strangling tightly in Qi Wushen's hand at this time, the thread sank deeply into the flesh, blood stains appeared almost instantly.

A few drops of oozing blood flowed along the thin thread, which was like a blood-stained sword, directly connected to the silhouette of the general on the red backboard.

I saw the person in the silhouette sucked blood, put down the spear and spear, and put on a satisfied and comfortable posture, but the next second, the spear and spear were aimed at Qi Wushen again, as if greedily wanting to drink more blood.

"You, you, let go!" Ji Sheng shouted anxiously, the cut on Qi Wushen's hand slipped deeper and deeper, as if the bones would be exposed in the next second.

"How can you let him go so easily?"

The young man pressed down violently, and the place that was originally under pressure suddenly changed from his palm to his sleeve. He tied the broken lower half of the railing to the end of the silk thread three or five times, and then loosened it abruptly.

The silk thread tugged twice but didn't move, and then exerted force suddenly.More than half of the stage floor was lifted, and the remaining force drove a large wooden plank, smashing it towards the silhouette.

Although it is a silhouette, it seems to have life. Although the wooden board is swallowed by the silhouette, such a smash directly smashes the unreliable backboard.

Qi Wushen and Ji Sheng stepped onto the stage again, only to see that the original shadow was completely exposed to the sun.

The shadow struggled a few times in pain, and quickly dissipated into black smoke.

"Is this the end?" Ji Sheng said.

Qi Wushen shook his head: "Probably not."

He said again: "But I guess it may be related to the evil ghost that Blood Moon escaped from the Nether Mansion of Styx. Can you still get in touch with the Immortal Master of Strategies yesterday? We are not easy to deal with this thing."

-

When Qi Wushen returned to the room, Zong Wu had already woken up, he was half-sitting by the window, looking at the sky outside.

Today's weather is a bit changeable. When we were on the stage, it was still sunny, but now it suddenly turned cloudy.

The dark clouds floating from nowhere above the head were so dark that it seemed that the sky was much lower than before.

"It's going to rain." The boy stood beside Zong Wu.

At this time, the master was sitting, and he looked down at the master's small face wrapped in scattered black hair, and suddenly his heart moved.

In the center of Master's eyelids, there is a small red mole. At some point, the small mole will become redder due to congestion, and...

It was another moment when the tears fell there, just falling on the little mole... very beautiful.

"Ahem." The young man cleared his throat, squatted down, and whispered beside Zong Wu, "Master, let me comb your hair for you."

The person who had been staring out the window finally turned his gaze back to the boy, but...

The lips parted slightly, but the words that came out were rejected.

"No need." Not only was it a refusal, but it was also straightforward, without any muddling, which was completely Zong Wu's style.

Qi Wushen: "..."

Just now, when I analyzed with Ji Sheng that there were three possibilities, he was not talking nonsense.

There is indeed a third possibility for this matter, that is, everyone who has been to the stage may have been targeted by the silk thread, but by chance, only the thread on Ji Sheng's body had an effect and attracted him away. stage.

It's just...he always knew that his friend was timid, so he didn't dare to speak rashly.

But remembering that his master had also been to that stage yesterday, and that he had obviously intersected with the shadow of the "General Yi", Qi Wushen felt uneasy, he asked Ji Sheng to contact the Immortal Recorder, and he ran back to confirm the situation thing.

But it just so happens that the current master is not as enthusiastic as last night, and he won't let him touch him.

No... I have to find a way.

Qi Wushen leaned over and squatted deeper, allowing himself to look at Zong Wu. He tried his best to pretend to be pitiful, hoping that Zong Wu's gaze would stay on him more.

However... it didn't work.

He changed another way to sell miserably.

"Master, disciples rarely serve you, so you just..."

When the word "serving" was mentioned, a sharp knife was slashed across the young man's neck, and the young man felt a sharp blade flying past his neck. He was so startled that he couldn't help taking a step back, and unconsciously stroked his neck with his fingertips to check where there was something wrong. No drops of blood slipped.

"Don't mention those two words again." Zong Wu said every word, it was a more terrifying expression "threat" than "cold".

Qi Wushen: "..."

It is obvious that Master enjoyed what happened yesterday, the quilt he washed today is the best proof, why now...

The young man couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to ask more questions, but there was no doubt that the method of combing the hair to check the silk thread would definitely not work.

"Alright then." The young man Nuonuo said, got up and backed away from Zong Wu's side.

……How to do it?

He leaned against the bed, looked at the master's back in front of the window, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

However, because he was thinking too seriously, the boy leaned against the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

-

"Hey, Ye Qi, do you like the handsome new brother in the village?"

"That's right, just hang around other people's butts all day long, what else could it be if you don't like it?"

"Well, that elder brother is beautiful, but he is too thin. I heard from my mother that he has to be plump..."

Several teenagers gathered at the entrance of the village, discussing in one go, and the teenagers surrounded by them blushed with embarrassment, and rushed to the few who were talking to tell them to shut up.

However, there are so many people on the other side, the boy's stop is of no avail at all, on the contrary, it confirms his suspicion that he likes the handsome brother, and gives those who want to tease him more opportunities to take advantage of it.

"Eh? You two sleep together every day. Have you ever touched him secretly? Does he look slippery? It should be comfortable to touch, right?"

"I heard that there is a kind of expensive fabric in the city, which feels slippery to the touch. I think he should be too..."

The expression on Ye Qi's face became even more embarrassing. He had indeed sneaked into someone's house while the big beautiful brother was asleep, but...he only touched his hands and nothing else, he swears!And he was afraid of being discovered by the big beauty brother, so he let go soon.

But... Big Beauty's brother's hands are really as soft and slippery as they say.

"Stop talking, I..." The gossip around became more and more strange, the young man couldn't listen anymore, he raised his arms and chased after several people, as if he wanted to hit them.

However, just as he raised his hand and didn't take two steps, the group of children who were chasing and teasing him scattered away.

……Um?

Did he do anything special?

How do you run so fast?

Ye Qi thought of this, but just said something strange in a low voice, and turned around to go back home, but the next second, just as he turned around, he bumped into someone's chest with a "bang".

"Woo." Ye Qi's height only reached the position of the opponent's collarbone, and all he could see was a plain white and slender body.

Ye Qi seemed to know who it was.

He lowered his head, put his fingertips together, and said shyly, "Brother Big Beauty, you...don't think too much, he, they are all talking nonsense, I didn't..."

"I didn't hear what they said." The clear voice that sounded like a spring floated into my ears.

Very familiar, very familiar.

That voice echoed at the end of the dream.

However, Qi Wushen couldn't match the owner of the voice in the dream with the voice in his memory, as if there was some restriction stuck there, once he exposed the truth, he would be punished.

who is it?

Who is it?

He felt that that person was very important, but he couldn't think of it. He felt that he was getting close soon, but he was always a little bit closer.

"Wu Shen, what's wrong?"

"Wake up and open your eyes."

"Breathe, you..."

Qi Wushen opened his eyes, his blurred vision gradually focused, the first thing that came into his eyes was the ripped plain white clothes, then the snow-white chest, and some suspicious red marks on it.

Qi Wushen raised his head, looked all the way up along the skirt that was pulled into a "V" shape, and then saw the attractive Adam's apple and a familiar face.

"Ah, Master, you, why are you here?" the boy said.

"Why do you think I'm here?" Zong Wu's tone was light, but his expression seemed a little stiff.

And then, Qi Wushen felt a little pain in his waist, he tried to move, and it took a moment to realize that he was bent over at this time.

After another moment, his consciousness recovered slightly, and he finally understood his situation at this time.

The upper body of the master was lying on the bed, his slender calves and boots were drooping on the ground, and he was pressing on the master, and was still pulling the open clothes of the master with his hands.

Qi Wushen: "..."

He wished he was dreaming now.

"Ah, Master, I'm sorry!" The young man sat up straight and was about to go out, but was stopped by Zong Wu's "stop".

Behind him was the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other. The boy stood with his back to the bed, his mind full of thoughts.

What happened yesterday?

For the first time, Master didn't take off all of his clothes, only his.

And then……

Heck, he didn't dare to think about it.

He only felt that the rustling sound of the clothes rubbing was like torture, and after a while, the torture finally ended.

Zong Wu sat by the bed and succinctly threw two words at the young man.

"sit down."

Qi Wushen: "..."

He and Shizun walked on the bed, one sat on the far left and the other sat on the far right, as if there was a sky river between them.

The young man grabbed the hem of his clothes with his hands, feeling a little apprehensive, not knowing what the master was going to say.

He just felt that the current time seemed to be waiting for execution until Zong Wu spoke.

"What happened to you just now?"

"I seem to be dreaming."

"What dream?"

"I don't remember, I just remember that there was a person in the dream, I couldn't see his face clearly, but... I always called him Big Beauty Brother."

Hearing this, Zong Wu paused for straightening his cuffs.

Seeing Master's reaction like this, the young man continued to ask: "Why? Master also knows about this big beautiful brother?"

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