Zhexiang as an old friend

Yuan Qing spread out his fan, fearing that his senior brother would see his smile, Shentu couldn't help pulling the corners of his mouth, looking like he was watching the show.

Cheng Er took a sip of wine and coughed until his face flushed, as if he was extremely angry.

He picked up Bing Huai and threw it back to his own seat, pretending to be very scary, and threatened: "Bing Huai, you can see clearly, I am a male god."

"You are not a god, you are a half-immortal." Bing Huai was also a newborn calf, so he went back to the past.

Cheng Er's face turned livid, and Yuan Qing's sneer came from behind his ears.

He became even more anxious all of a sudden, and grabbed Bing Huai's two small horns. The horns of the dragon clan have always been untouchable. Seeing that his horn was caught, Bing Huai immediately grabbed Cheng Er's wrist, and kept saying : "You let go of my horn, let go."

The childish appearance of the baby's voice aroused Cheng Er's bad temper, and his hands rubbed him harder.

Bing Huai's strength was no match for Cheng Er's, so he cried out in anger, "Let go, bad brother."

As soon as Bing Huai cried, Cheng Er immediately let go of his hand in fright, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, one moment was how to come to the Dragon Palace in the future, one moment was that the Dragon King would punish him for a moment, and another moment he thought that he really shouldn't be with him The child was angry, thinking of this, he immediately squatted down and smiled and coaxed Bing Huai: "Bing Huai, Bing Huai, it's all brother's fault, please stop crying, okay?"

"Long's great-grandfather told me that no one should touch the dragon's horn." Bing Huai was still crying.

"Then how can you not cry?" Cheng Er was helpless.

"Tell me your name." Bing Huai burst into tears.

"My name is Cheng Er." Cheng Er replied.

"I want to sit with you." Bing Huai clasped his hands together, looking like he wanted to hug Cheng's ears.

Cheng Er couldn't do it either, so he could only hold him in his arms and take him to sit on a separate seat next to him, Bing Huai finally stopped his tears, pointing to this point and asking Cheng Er to bring him some food, Cheng Er obediently obeyed.

Yuan Qing over there saw that the senior brother was so obedient, and couldn't help closing his fan and looking at Cheng Er with a smirk on his face, and joked: "It's very rare for a senior brother to be so obedient, very rare."

Shentu also echoed from the side: "How is Cheng Er's daily life?"

Hearing the words, Yuan Qing seemed to have finally found someone to talk about Cheng Er, so he told Shen Tu how Cheng Er couldn't let go of his desire for words, how he visited everywhere to ask for treasures, and how he protected the mountain. Danmu.

After Yuan Qing finished speaking, Shentu asked with jealousy: "You and Cheng Er are so familiar, could it be that you have become a fairy couple?"

"How can we form an immortal couple with him!" Yuan Qing took a sip of his wine, as if he had heard a joke, and said, "He loves to wander around very much, but I love Jing, if I really form an immortal couple with him? It’s not to break my immortal life.”

Only then did Shentu smile again, raised his wine glass to toast Yuan Qingxu, and asked again: "Have you married an immortal couple?"

"That's not true..." Yuan Qing took another sip, his mind was a little confused at the moment, and he answered first before he realized, "What are you asking about?"

"Ask casually." Shentu drank a glass of wine in a disguised manner, firstly to hide his joy, and secondly to hide his disbelief.

"The wine in Dragon Palace is very strong." Yuan Qing didn't seem to hear Shen Tu's words, and muttered while covering his head.

Shentu suddenly remembered that the little mute was a master who couldn't drink, if he was drunk, he must have fallen asleep, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed.

Seeing that Yuan Qing had closed his eyes at this moment and seemed to be a little sleepy, Shentu looked at Xu for a while, and saw him falling asleep with his arms propped up. There is no difference in time, but there is less expression, and it looks a little colder.He stretched out his hand and brushed Yuan Qing's beard and hair. He thought that Yuan Qing would be drunk after drinking two cups, but it would be impolite to leave the banquet at this moment.

Shentu took off his windbreaker, and covered it with Yuan Qing carefully, even though he knew how Yuan Qing would not be able to wake up, he still couldn't help but move lightly for fear of waking him up.

Cheng Er focused on dealing with Bing Huai, but he didn't have the heart to look at Yuan Qing next to him.

Not long after, all the guests arrived, and the hall was full of people chatting everywhere.

The Dragon King of the West Sea saw that everyone had arrived, so he also sat down on the main seat, clapped his hands and made a crisp sound, and the ritual music next to him sounded, and this was the official opening of the banquet.

There was a dancer on the stage with a slender waist shaking slowly, and a pipa by her ears gently twirling slowly, but Shentu was always paying attention to Yuan Qing who was beside him, for fear that the dancer would flick her sleeves to his face and disturb his mood when she danced happily. clear dream.

However, with Shentu taking care of him like this, Yuan Qing slept very restlessly.

He dreamed that he was standing on the edge of a cliff with an abyss in front of him and pursuers behind him. He slipped and fell into the abyss. The abyss was so deep that he fell for a long time without seeing the bottom. The fear in his heart was like a vine growing wildly Tie him tightly, he frowned and woke up leisurely.

At this moment, the dancers on the stage have changed a few times, and the banquet is coming to an end, even Cheng Er was dragged away from the table by Bing Huai, it depends on Cheng Er's cultivation of danmu.

"That's the case again." Yuan Qing reached out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, just as he muttered a sentence, he heard Shentu ask from the side: "Did you sleep well?"

"I had a little dream." Yuan Qing rubbed his forehead, answered calmly, moved his body, and the windbreaker fell off, only then did Yuan Qing realize that he was wearing Shentu's clothes, and hurriedly picked up the windbreaker Get up and hand it back to Shentu, "Thank you."

Yuan Qing had a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the windbreaker covered him, as if it was also tainted with a faint fragrance, Shentu reached out to pick it up, folded the windbreaker and put it aside.

Shentu wanted to talk to Yuan Qing, but he didn't know what to say. Seeing that Yuan Qing wanted to have another sip of sake, he hurriedly stopped him, and said with a smile, "Young friend Cheng Er can't be found now, and I don't recognize him." No matter how you go to Zhaoyao Mountain, you are not afraid that if you get drunk, I will carry you to Daxian Mountain and absorb your cultivation."

Yuan Qing laughed when he heard the words: "I would believe it if it was a demon, but you and I wouldn't believe it."

Shentu was taken aback for a moment, unable to hold back for a while, Yuan Qing drank another glass of sake.

Yuan Qing is such a person, he can't drink enough and is even greedy.

Sure enough, not long after, Yuan Qing became dizzy again, and tapped the fan against his forehead, as if he wanted to wake himself up.

Seeing Yuan Qing knocking out a red mark on his fair forehead, Shentu felt distressed for a moment, reached out to block his fan, and said: "The banquet is about to end, if you are drunk, sleep for a while, I will definitely kill you." Sent it back."

When Yuan Qing heard this, he lowered his head and fell asleep peacefully resting on Shentu's palm.

Shentu cleared the table, put the windbreaker on the table as a pillow, carefully placed Yuan Qing's forehead on the windbreaker, and was about to stop, but unexpectedly, Yuan Qing grabbed Shentu's wrist and rubbed it like a cat. Rubbing his palm.

Shentu was originally sitting on his left side, and just now he stretched out his left hand to stop his fan, but now his hand is caught and he can't move, so he can only lean his back against the table to feel more comfortable, but this sitting posture is very strange, he sighed He took a deep breath, but did not forcefully withdraw his hand. He turned his back to the banquet and looked at the high pillars and red walls of the Dragon Palace, counting the number of small figures painted on the wall and how many floor tiles were laid on the ground.

When the banquet was over and Yuan Qing didn't wake up again, Shentu got up and surrounded Yuan Qing, hugged him carefully, and covered him with his cloak. He couldn't find Cheng Er, so he was bound by Bing Huai and couldn't get away, so he didn't leave a message for Cheng Er, and directly carried Yuan Qing back to Daxian Mountain.

Daxian Mountain has been the place where demons lived for generations. It is surrounded by miasma in four directions. It is impossible for ordinary immortals to enter, so it can be regarded as inaccessible.

If the gold and jade he gave at the banquet were the treasures of Daxian Mountain, then the long snake at the bottom of the Long Snake Valley was an evil thing of Daxian Mountain. The poison of the long snake was very vicious, and the poison penetrated into the bone marrow after one bite.

Back then, the little mute was pushed into the Long Snake Valley, so...

He searched for the little mute's body at the bottom of the valley for many years. He was supposed to be dead without a whole body, but it turned out that he had ascended, shed his vulgar shell, and was among the immortals.

Shentu looked at Yuan Qing who was deeply asleep, and carefully placed Yuan Qing on the bed.

This bed was specially made for the little mute at that time. He couldn't sleep on an ice bed, so he cut wood and made a wooden bed for him. Although the little mute had been there for many years, Shentu never threw the bed away. Perhaps, he was just Is waiting for this day.

Shentu seemed to miss the scene of the two of them at that time, so he simply took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed.

Yuan Qing was thin and small, and this bed was more than enough to sleep on, but Shentu was tall and strong, and when he climbed on the bed, half of him was squeezed out, Yuan Qing could only have a place in his arms.

Shentu hugged Yuan Qing's waist, the tip of his nose lingered with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, he put his nose on Yuan Qing's hair, and fell asleep slowly.

This sleep was extremely heavy, Yuanqing rarely had nightmares, and Shentu hugged him again, feeling very warm, unconsciously, he burrowed into Shentu's arms again, and the thin breath hit Shentu's chest , through the clothes, Shentu actually felt very hot, and with a strong hand, he circled Yuan Qing closer.

Yuan Qing slept very well, but Shentu slept extremely restlessly.

His dream was taken advantage of by the little mute again, and all the past events passed by like a revolving lantern.

The little mute huddled in the corner, dirty and smelly, but he smelled a scent of flowers, and was about to reach out to touch him, but it disappeared before his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, the little mute hid behind the tree and looked at him with tears in his eyes. It was the first time that the little mute was bullied by his subordinates. He ran for a few miles with bare feet, wanting to cry but not daring to cry. Distressed.

Then he saw the little mute lying under his body, his naked body flushed, biting his lip and trembling, making him want to swallow the person under him alive and rub it into his body, he stretched out his hand to touch it. When I touched his face, it was empty, and the little dumb in front of my eyes scattered like sand.

It turned into a black hole in front of my eyes again, which was the abyss of the Long Snake Valley.

At this moment, no sound could be heard, and the silence was so frightening to him.

The wind brushed against his face, as if it was the soul of a little mute.

He reached out to grab it, but caught a void.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that Yuan Qing had already woken up, and was looking at him with his forehead propped up. It turned out that the wind in the dream was not the wind, but Yuan Qing's hand brushing his face.

"Are you awake?" Yuan Qing withdrew his hand, "What kind of nightmare did you have, you have been sweating."

"It's just a nightmare, it's okay." Shentu looked at Yuan Qing. At this moment, Yuan Qing's bun was a little loose, and the strands of hair were scattered around his cheeks. Instead, he lost a lot of the non-eating fireworks when he was a star king, and a little more amorous feelings .

That's right, it's just a dream.

Shentu curled his lips, his fangs gleamed with an evil spirit, and stretched out his hand to hold Yuan Qing in his arms again. Seeing Yuan Qing was a little dazed, he lied casually, saying: "The fragrance on your body is very soothing."

Yuan Qing touched his hair after hearing the words, and smelled it again, as if he never knew that there was a fragrance on his body.

Shentu was amused by his actions, and the muffled laughter came from the top of Yuan Qing's head. Yuan Qing didn't feel conflicted, so he followed his words and said, "I don't smell any fragrance, but you are warm." Very good, I slept very soundly."

"Why don't you live with me in Daxian Mountain?" Shentu said.

Yuan Qing got up and used a spell, and tied his hair neatly. While arranging his clothes, he said, "If I don't go back to Zhaoyao Mountain, my elder brother will destroy my osmanthus forest in a mess."

Shentu was slightly disappointed when he heard the words, but he didn't force him to stay. He reached out and handed him a gold jade: "This gold jade can resist all kinds of poisons, and you can prevent miasma when you wear it. If you want to come in the future, you can come directly, so as to save you from suffering again." Miasma heart."

"That's convenient." Yuan Qing took the gold jade and pinned it on the handle of the fan as a pendant. "It's just right. I gave you the osmanthus pendant, and you gave me a gold jade pendant."

"If that's the case, I'm leaving." Yuan Qing held up the fan and liked it very much, and tapped his palm to bid farewell to Shentu.

Shentu also got up to see him off, and walked to the side of Daxian Mountain, Yuan Qing told Shentu to stop, and Shentu couldn't send him any more, so he could only watch Yuanqing leave on the cloud.

Looking at Yuan Qing's back, he curled his lips quietly again.

There is ample time.