I'm actually a rebel

I like beautiful people, regardless of gender.

But unlike Shi Hang, whose lower body is always about to move, my liking is only at the level of pure appreciation.

I like to meet all kinds of beauties, observe their demeanor, pay attention to their posture, and at the same time have occupational diseases, estimate what outfit they are most suitable for, and how amazing it will be when dressed up like that.

But I definitely don't have Shi Hang's bad taste.Shihang likes to give clothes to his lover, in his words, he likes the excitement of taking off the clothes he bought for his lover with his own hands.

He also had a special exchange with me for this, fully expecting to get my approval.But I really can't agree with it. Compared with the beauty's body, I think I am more willing to understand the design of clothes.

Beauty, just external appreciation is enough, I do like to flirt with beauties, admire their blushing cheeks, but further communication?I don't think it's necessary.

This distance is just right, isn't it.

"You are such a freak." Shi Hang commented on me like this, and Wei Yuanfei, the most innocent and conservative, didn't say it directly, but I could see the approval in his eyes.

I accepted this evaluation with a smile.Freaks, maybe.But who stipulates that I can't do this.

Although I have never had a relationship with anyone, it seems that there are always some people who are unwilling to stop here and quietly try to exaggerate our relationship. I ignored it and let them make up my "famous name".

Although this will bring some troubles, it will also solve other troubles, such as some people who want to develop true love with me.

I don't think there is anything wrong with this, anyway, I don't need to worry about family affairs, and I don't have much expectations for my future partner, because I can't imagine who I will like.

I think I can take responsibility, as for love, I'm sorry I can't give it to him.Probably the only thing that can make me a little bit interested is the little hobby of fashion design.

I've never said this to anyone because I can imagine they'd either be shocked that I'm thinking of an old man at this point, or they'd laugh and say I'm just too naive and young to have met the right one That person, but I really feel that my life is like a pool of stagnant water. Although it is calm, it is very boring.

Then I got slapped in the face.

To be fair, I have lived for 24 years, and I have always been a firm materialist. Even though I never comment on other people's religious beliefs, I never believe in these existences in my heart.

Until Meng Yixuan appeared.

The first thing I noticed about this person was because of the special vintage robe on his body. Of course, I later realized that it was not retro, but the real Dayu Dynasty clothing.

Later, when I met him again, he was robbed unfortunately, so I took this opportunity to get to know him. Taoist priest.

Naturally, I don't believe in the function of these talismans. In the final analysis, these are just a means of comfort that people give themselves.But by accident, I still kept the peace talisman. Now that I think about it, this is the most correct decision I have ever made.

Fox demons, ghosts, spells, Taoist priests, I have to admit, this unscientific new world makes me a little interested.And this new world also made me feel powerless for the first time.

This is also the first time I know that I still have a side that refuses to admit defeat.Obviously, I always thought that I was the type to go with the flow, and I would never do things that are difficult for myself.

But I just did it. I tried my best to search for information, to find topics in Meng Yixuan's world, and pretended to be involved in it.

I told myself like this, Meng Yixuan saved me, we are friends, I need to know him better, friends are equal, we need to help each other, I can't be the one who will always hold back and wait for someone to save me.

The more we understand and the closer we get, the more we feel that the gap between us is too big, so big that I can't catch up with him in my whole life, and those things that made me proud in the past are nothing in front of Meng Yixuan.

How can I really get in touch with him so that our distance is not so far away?

【what do you want?As long as you pay a certain price, I can fulfill your wish. 】

This is the whisper of the devil.Throughout the ages, dealing with the devil has never had a good end, I know this very well, so I firmly rejected it.

[I can sense your wish.You are longing for strength, you want to protect someone, but you can't do it with the current you, you need my help. 】

No, I don't need to.

[You have never cared so much about a person before, you have changed, haven't you noticed, your eyes are always chasing his figure, you always think about his things in your spare time, you really Just simple friends?Have you not discovered the secret thoughts in your heart? 】

We are friends, just friends.

【Really?Come on, no one would look at a friend like that.Meng Yixuan is such a good person, he would not ask his friends to do anything for him.Besides, friends also have a hierarchy of friends, he will not despise you, nor will he ask you to make any changes for him, you understand this very well, don't you?So why are you trying so hard? 】

I just want to help him.

[There may not be such strong thoughts as you between partners, are your thoughts really so simple?You have no power, staying away from him is the way to help him. 】

No, I don't want to stay away from him.

[But you will have to keep a distance from him one day.Can you accept that Meng Yixuan will say love to others one day in the future?Can you bless him and another person to grow old together and spend a lifetime together hand in hand? 】The devil is still bewitching, depicting the scene of Meng Yixuan being in love with a person whose face cannot be seen clearly.

I suddenly realized that I didn't want to see such a picture.

[You like him, there is no doubt about it.You are eager to help him, and I can provide you with strength. 】

……

【Your heart is moved, there is nothing to hesitate about.There is always a price to pay for what you want. 】

No, Meng Yixuan would not want to see me do this.

——"Is everyone born with spiritual power?"

——"Basically, only a very few are born with supernatural spirit bodies. However, if you don't step into the path of cultivation as soon as possible, as your body grows, your spiritual power will gradually shrink. Generally, your spiritual power will be exhausted after the age of ten..."

So I've run out of opportunities, haven't I.

[No, you still have a chance. I can give you spiritual power and strength, as long as you pay a certain price.Make up your mind early, or you will be farther and farther away from him. 】

...I'll have to think about it.

In the game with the devil, I finally gained the upper hand.I knew it was bad, because once the demon saw the opening, it wouldn't hesitate to pry it open, shattering my entire defense.

So I think I will avoid Meng Yixuan for a while, maybe I won't see him, calm down, and I will be able to fill this gap.

It’s just that I overestimated myself. I thought I had calmed down, but I was defeated the first time I saw Meng Yixuan. The backlog of longings from not seeing each other or communicating with each other doubled and rebounded. I heard the cheers of the devil.

I killed Meng Yixuan.

[Hahahahaha this is really a surprise, I didn't expect Meng Yixuan to trust you so much, for the sake of making me happy, boy, I will give you the power to control your emotions at the price of dedicating your body to me! 】

Looking at Meng Yixuan lying in his arms with his eyes closed tightly.I realized very clearly that I had killed him.

I have no face to see him again.

Taking advantage of the devil's unpreparedness, I also entered the illusion, and blocked myself in the door of the illusion, hoping to resist the invasion of the devil, but I didn't expect that by accident, I became the gate of life, which really cut off the devil.

After knowing that Meng Yixuan would not be in danger for the time being, I fell into a "sleep".I am afraid that in this illusion that can be mastered by me, I will become that danger.

But I still didn't expect that I still have a heart demon. If the heart demon was not stimulated too much by Meng Yixuan, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to wake up.

But in fact, in essence, the inner demon is me, but I have lost some restraints and deliberately forgotten some things, but after I wake up, those memories still exist.

He could actually call out "Ah Xuan" affectionately, he could still put his arms around his waist, his waist was so soft, and he even blindfolded Ah Xuan because he was afraid that he would show disgusting eyes again...

For a moment, I really thought, I have the ability to trap him now, I can make him see no one, only be with me forever, and only see me alone.

But in that case, Ah Xuan is not happy.

That was not my original intention.

So, I chose to let go.After such a long time, those guys outside who are worried about A Xuan and who are more capable than him must be able to save A Xuan and prevent him from falling into the hands of the devil.

In the final analysis, I was greedy and made a mistake, so I should bear it all.

I was also afraid of that look, so I cowardly chose to hug him gently from behind in the dark: "I'm sorry." I don't want to hurt you, I love you.

"What's the use of saying sorry, you'd better die and never show up again!" Ah Xuan spoke extremely fast, hoarse, as if he really hated me, so hated that he wanted me to die.

But I saw those special eyes, really beautiful, like black pearls of ten thousand years, and like thousands of stars gathered in his eyes in the dark night.

Ah Xuan, he wants me to come back alive.

It's good that he didn't hate me.

I also seem to have full of courage, can resist the temptation of the devil, and fight with the devil.

Because of Ah Xuan, he wants me to live, so that's good, already good.

"I will never love you."

Like a beam of light piercing the darkness, this sentence sounds ruthless and decisive, but it is the most beautiful confession I have ever heard, and instantly gave me infinite courage and strength.

Is there anything more wonderful in the world than being in love with each other?

I don't think so.

Then, in order for the most beautiful thing in this world not to become a tragedy, I must win.

Fortunately, I did.

Everyone makes mistakes, but some mistakes are harmless, and the consequences of some mistakes are irreparable and cannot be corrected.

Fortunately, I still have the opportunity and the ability to correct it.

I don't know the origin of the love, but the love is deep.Maybe this love was not that deep at first, but was bewitched by the devil, but so what.Even if there are no demons, this love will eventually sprout and grow into a towering tree.

"Zhenran, I'm off work!" The black-haired young man with a long ponytail knocked on my desk, his dark eyes like black pearls were full of smiles.

I stretched out my hand and held his hand in my palm, feeling the real warmth, and slightly raised the corners of my lips: "Okay."

Hold your hand and grow old together.

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The Daily Life of Erlu Grass Mountain

Lucao Mountain, a certain corner, is surrounded by fireworks, and at the same time, the smell of barbecue mixed with honey is wafting in the air.

There were three who looked about 10 years old, indeed, two boys and a girl, sitting cross-legged around the fireworks.The three children were wearing uniform crescent-colored Taoist robes.

"Maomao, can I eat it? I think it can be eaten." The only girl asked herself and answered, she poked her head, her eyes were fixed on the roast chicken on the wooden stick that was rolling from time to time in the boy's hand, she was very disfigured He sucked his saliva.

The boy named Mao Mao squinted his eyes and had a fair complexion. Although he was still young, his face revealed the cunning temperament of a fox. , the saliva must not drip on the food, otherwise—"

Erya didn't care about the threats in his words, instead she grinned roguely: "That's good, if you don't like it, I can take it all by myself."

"..." There was a silent face beside her. It seemed that the oldest boy among the three moved his butt forward silently, and the hand that was holding the sword also moved quietly to ensure that he could Save the grilled chicken from Erya's saliva in the first time.

The oil on the surface of the grilled chicken fell into the pile of firewood, making a "stinging" sound with the aroma of the oil, and the three children swallowed their throats in unison.

Mao Mao cleared her throat, and was about to take down the roast chicken: "Okay, it should be possible—no, Master is back!"

These words seemed to turn on some great switch, and the three of them jumped up from the ground, only to see the boy holding the sword swung the sword, and the whole fire was extinguished by the wind of the sword, and at the same time Erya didn’t know where to start from. He took out a huge lotus leaf and wrapped the grilled chicken that Maomao had handed over, and buried it in the small pit that had been dug a long time ago.

After Maomao handed the roast chicken to Erya, he quickly used a branch as a substitute to draw a formation on the ground. The moment the formation was formed, the roast chicken pit and the pile of matches disappeared immediately.

The three cooperated tacitly, and everything happened in a matter of seconds.

After confirming that there was no missing "evidence" at the scene, the three of them clapped their hands, and each took out a cleansing talisman to wash away the last barbecue smell that exposed themselves.

"Hey, this is the last stock in stock. The Cleaning Talisman is easy to use, but it's too difficult to draw." Arya complained, "I can't take too many at a time, or Master will get suspicious."

The other two shared the same feeling, wondering why the master/uncle came back so early, and at the same time calculating whether they could dig out the roast chicken and eat it before it cooled.

The three of them dispersed separately, those who swung their swords, those who practiced martial arts, and those who read books, all working hard without distractions!

"Yo, they're all here." Not long after, a clear male voice came, and a young man also wearing a large crescent-colored Taoist robe walked slowly near the three of them with a cloth package in his arms.

"Master."

"Master." X2

The three of them stopped what they were doing and bowed respectfully to the visitor.

The young man nodded, suddenly his nose twitched, and he let out a slight snort, his eyes darted around the three of them meaningfully, especially staying near the pit where the roast chicken was originally buried for a long time.

Under the calm expressions of the three, their hearts were beating like drums, and they exhausted all their minds to barely meet the other two's eyes, pretending to be calm.

Mao Mao took a step forward, looking at the package carefully held in the man's arms with narrowed fox eyes, and changed the subject curiously: "Master, you came back from the mountain very early this time, didn't your uncle come back with you? What is this holding in your arms?"

The young man withdrew his gaze, looked at him with a half-smile, and only let him go when Maomao couldn't hold on to his confession, with a smile on his face: "Well, I'll be back first if something happens, your uncle will be later." just came back."

He leaned over slightly, only then did the three of them realize that what was in his arms was not a package, but a baby!

"Here, I picked it up at the foot of the mountain. It's really good. I want to take him in as an apprentice. You have a junior, Mao Mao, are you happy?" The young man sucked his lips and teased the baby in his arms.

"Of course I'm happy." Maomao raised her lips and smiled, but she looked at the baby in Master's arms with some resentment, and she was so happy, because of this little kid, the roast chicken that was so hard to sneak away was gone!

As if aware of his gaze, the little baby turned his head to look at him, his big black eyes rolled around, and suddenly he grinned and giggled at him, a fleshy wheezing His little hands were still scratching at him.

"Wow, so cute~" Erya whispered from the side, she had completely forgotten about roast chicken, "What is his name, uncle, he is also my little brother, I am not the youngest on the mountain ,right?"

"His name is, um, Xiao Mao. Erya will be the junior senior sister from now on, and she will take good care of the junior junior brother from now on, you know?"

After being affirmed by her uncle, Erya cheered: "Good, Xiaomao, Xiaomao, I want a junior brother!"

Xiaomao.The smile on Maomao's face was a little stiff.

Master still loves to fool people as always, and only Erya, that silly girl, would feel good about it, but... Maomao glanced at the little baby who kept giggling at him.

Forget it, since they are all his juniors, they are barely more important than roast chicken.

Four years later.

One day, senior brother Mao Mao took out a dust-clearing talisman and joked to the four-year-old baby: "Xiao Mao, this is the rune of the dust-cleaning talisman. You have to learn to draw this, remember?"

"En." Xiao Mao replied crisply.

"Well, when you learn how to draw symbols, the senior brother will give you a reward."

Xiaomao nodded, took out the pen, stepped on the small bench, and drew the symbols in one go, with a 100% success rate.

Senior Brother Mao Mao stared at the high-quality talisman paper, was silent for a while, patted the baby on the head, and smiled: "Not bad."

Be sure to join the roast chicken industry!

The other two brothers and sisters of Roasted Chicken Daye shed tears of excitement after hearing about Xiao Mao's operation of drawing symbols that was astonishing as a heavenly being.

No more going to the master's room to steal talismans!

"Master, why am I called Xiao Mao?" Seven-year-old Xiao Mao asked.

"Because your two senior brothers are called Da Mao and Mao Mao, and you are the youngest, so you are called Xiao Mao."

"Oh, so it is."

"Why do you ask this suddenly? Don't you like it? I think it sounds nice."

"I don't like it, so what's your name, Master?"

"... big egg."

"sounds so good."

"..."

"Is that uncle called Xiaodan?"

"...No, no, his name is Laifu."

"Hey, but your name is Big Dan, shouldn't Master Uncle be called Little Dan?"

"..."

"Master?"

"Children don't have so many problems, or they won't grow taller!"

"Oh."