Shen Qingxuan was actually somewhat afraid of snakes. This is not a big deal. Youdao is bitten by a snake for one year and afraid of well ropes for ten years. He has the experience of being bitten by a snake on his wrist and half-dead. He is not afraid of snakes. But a snake is a snake, Yi Mo is Yi Mo, even though Yi Mo is a snake demon, Shen Qingxuan is not afraid of him. After all, Yi Mo in human form is completely different from that kind of icy long worm covered with tiny scales. So all along, he knew that Yi Mo was a snake demon, and it was only a conceptual "knowing". Until that night, Yi Mo in the hot spring showed his original shape. Although Shen Qingxuan was drunk, he was scared, and he didn't dare to let go. On the one hand, he was afraid that Yi Mo would be sad, and on the other hand, he was also afraid that he would drown in the water, so he simply hugged her Looking at the body of hard scales, he pretended to be sleepy in the well-hidden creepiness. It was actually dealt with by him.
So this morning, when Shen Qingxuan, who was sweating profusely in the nightmare, opened his eyes and saw the situation on his body, he immediately opened his mouth wide and almost screamed "Ah"—almost, almost, screamed. He didn't call out, but also because of his personality, the repression and forbearance in his bones made him shut his mouth fiercely the first time the syllable was almost pronounced. Of course, he also remembered that at this moment, the guy who wrapped his legs, locked his waist, wrapped his chest, and put his head on his collarbone and occasionally spit out snake letters with his eyes closed was Yi Mo. He bound him tightly with a hemp rope to make him have nightmares, and then he slept soundly... Shen Qingxuan was very angry.
He was so angry that he had the urge to tear this guy off his body, skin and bones, and throw it into the soup pot! — After being tossed until midnight at night, and finally able to fall asleep, but because of this weird posture, he had nightmares, and when he woke up, he was almost frightened to death. How could Shen Qingxuan not be angry, he was quite angry.
Angrily, he raised his hand, and slammed it over - just as the palm was about to fall, he suddenly slowed down and stroked the snake's body slowly, like the gentle movement of leaves falling on the ground. Shen Qingxuan was not willing to beat him after all. Shen Qingxuan waited for a while, stretched out his index finger, poked, and poked hard again, and continued to poke... The poked snake head swayed on his chest, and the poked snake's head swayed in front of his chest, and the poked snake's head swayed in front of his chest. Mo woke up.
The round human eyes met the round snake eyes, one person and one snake looked at each other for a long while, Shen Qingxuan retracted his hand in embarrassment, "I'm almost out of breath.
The snake didn't open its mouth, but Shen Qingxuan clearly heard Yi Mo's voice, saying: "Can't breathe? Don't beg me for a while."
Before Shen Qingxuan could understand it, the snake body that bound him like a rope loosened, and Yi Mo crawled over his chest quite leisurely, until he climbed onto the pillow beside him, recovered his human form, and continued to sleep.
Thus, the moment Shen Qingxuan untied him, he felt severe pain from his legs. The pain caused him to immediately turn pale, even worse than when he was frightened before. Big cold sweat also broke out from his forehead, rolling off one by one. Down.
It was the calf that had been unconscious for more than ten years that hurt so intensely.
Yi Mo closed his eyes and didn't look at it, and explained leisurely: "Your leg has been necrotic all these years, it's impossible to get it back to normal immediately."
Shen Qingxuan struggled and said: "Then why didn't it hurt just now?"
"I don't want you to be in pain, so naturally you don't." Yi Mo replied lightly.
Shen Qingxuan's breath was stagnant in his chest, he was really going to die of anger, how could there be such a person, but poked him a few times, so holding grudges! His expression was so clear, Yi Mo opened his eyes and saw it, and was really displeased, "In your eyes, this is how I am?"
As soon as Shen Qingxuan heard it, he knew that he had misunderstood, but whoever made him say "lack of twitching", coupled with the unbearable pain, grabbed Yi Mo's arm, opened his mouth and bit on it, no matter how painful his leg was, he bit it hard How cruel. Yi Mo withdrew his hand, looked at the teeth marks on his arm, and said seriously: "My blood is poisonous."
Shen Qingxuan: "..." After waiting for a while, the pain was unbearable, and she retracted into his arms and said, "It hurts so much, it's better to poison me to death."
Yi Mo patted the person in his arms, and said very calmly: "It's a pity that you can't get what you want, your body has no reaction to my venom."
Shen Qingxuan: "..." Which of the two of them became a monster? !
It was very hot at noon, and Mr. Shen braved the scorching heat to walk in the courtyard, passing by the courtyard corridor, the gazebo and the lotus pond one by one. In the early years, he was traveling outside, and the wind and cold invaded his bones. Every time it was cold, his knees and shoulders would be sore and unbearable. It was a sunny day, but it could make his bones feel better. He walked all the way to Shen Qingxuan's south courtyard, there should have been servants coming up to meet him, but he didn't see any of them. Master Shen felt a little strange, paused at the gate of the courtyard, walked around the courtyard wall, and heard murmurs from the courtyard through the shadow of the bamboo forest.
"If you don't help, you will toss people." It was the son's voice.
"..."
"I don't believe you can't just make me walk fast."
Master Shen got closer again, and only then heard Yi Mo's voice: "You have been disabled for so many years, and your muscles and veins have already been blocked. If you don't suffer so much, even if you can leave now, it will only last for two or three years. Still get sick in the legs."
Guessing something vaguely in his heart, Master Shen waited for a while, went around to the rockery, and looked on tiptoe, only to see the son who was supposed to be slumped on the chair, but at this moment he was standing with Yi Mo supporting him. Stable, but still standing, both of them turned their backs to him, while Shen Qingxuan took a small step, his center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell, but was hugged by Yi Mo's waist, and stood up again.
Yi Mo said, "Are your feet just for display?"
Shen Qingxuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I'm not very good at handling it anymore."
"Take off your shoes and socks."
"Um?"
"Take off."
"How do I take off while standing?"
"..." Yi Mo helped him to sit down, and then sighed: "Xiao Bao will be gone."
"..." Shen Qingxuan was very annoyed, "Don't compare me with a five-month-old baby!"
Yi Mo glanced at him: "You are not as good as him."
Shen Qingxuan had nothing to say.
Master Shen should have left or stepped forward, but for some unknown reason, he stood where he was, just watching quietly, motionless.
Stepping on the ground with bare feet, Shen Qingxuan stabilized his body, and took another step cautiously. This time, he found half of his feet back. Although he wobbled, he didn't fall. Yi Mo supported him, and walked a few more steps, much more stable, Shen Qingxuan smiled, "I will go."
Yi Mo commented: "Don't you think it's strange to hear this from someone who is about to turn 30?"
Shen Qingxuan was not annoyed, just glared at him, then showed a big smile, and hugged him, "What's so strange, you monster has lived for a thousand years, and you have so little knowledge."
Yi Mo said: "The leg still hurts?" Shen Qingxuan said there was still some pain. Yi Mo directly pushed the person in his arms away, "Then go by yourself."
Shen Qingxuan staggered a few steps, stopped unexpectedly, turned around and hummed: "Go by yourself, go by yourself." Walking around the big tree with bare feet.
Yi Mo asked: "Is there any difference between you supporting the tree and me?"
Shen Qingxuan said, "Yes. I support it and don't want to hug it, but I support you but I want to hug you."
With a wave of Yi Mo's hand, the hundred-year-old tree suddenly disappeared. Shen Qingxuan was complacent in his language lawsuit with him, but he didn't expect that he would pull the trigger and fell to the ground on the spot. The image is extremely embarrassing.
Father Shen, who was hiding behind the rockery, silently supported his forehead, is this really his son? Is this really the taciturn, gentle and polite eldest son of the Shen family? What a rascal!
Shen Qingxuan got up from the ground, patted the dust resentfully, lowered his head and continued walking on the open space that lost the shade of the tree canopy. I walked around and around, faster and faster, and then I almost ran away, my face was covered in dust and my back was sweating. Emer stopped.
Shen Qingxuan stopped when he heard the sound, and looked at him with a smile. Then tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
The sky was as blue as washing, and the sweat beads were reflected in colorful colors by the bright sun. He stood in front of Yi Mo, silently, with tears streaming down his face.
Yi Mo stood there for a moment, then stretched out her hand, and embraced him in her arms.
Yi Mo said, "You are dirty."
He said, "Yeah."
Yi Mo said, "The leg still hurts?"
He said, "Yeah."
Yi Mo said: "The leg hurts because I'm not used to stretching my tendons."
He said, "Then what shall we do?"
Immo said, "Let it get used to it."
"Huh. Huh?" Then why are you hugging me? Shen Qingxuan was puzzled.
Yi Mo hugged him and walked upstairs, with a serious tone: "Having sex can make your tendons get used to stretching."
Shen Qingxuan spat at him and commented: "During the daytime to prosper." But he also let him carry him back to the room without any objection.
Father Shen's face was red and white, very exciting, and he instinctively suspected Yi Mo's intentions. How can you not doubt it? Xu Shiming has made it very clear that he is not a human being, but a demon who has practiced for thousands of years. If Xu Shiming was lying, then it was impossible for Shen Qingxuan to lie in what he said just now, so Yi Mo is a demon. This is a solid fact. And how could a monster with profound Taoism not know his approach, and how could he remain indifferent? So Master Shen is absolutely sure that Yi Mo knew that he was watching here, maybe since he approached the courtyard, Yi Mo knew it.
I knew it, but I didn't avoid it, and even made such a move. It was really hard for Master Shen to tell what his intentions were.
Father Shen stood behind the rockery, looked up at the sky, until his eyes were dazzled by the bright sun, then lowered his head, looked at the green grass growing in the crevices of the rocks at his feet, looked at it for a while, then turned around and walked away go out. He didn't think about how to deal with this matter, but he wasn't too surprised when he saw the two of them being intimate. Some things, once he took them to heart, he would carefully observe and ponder them. Since he grew up, he has carefully observed his son There was nothing unusual about their behavior, and even when they talked about Yimo occasionally during breakfast, there was no sign that their relationship was unusual. But there will always be something strange, for example, every time the housekeeper comes to report that Mr. Yi has come and stayed. At breakfast the next day, his son always looked a little more tired. In the past, Master Shen would have thought that they were chatting and staying up all night, but now, when he looked carefully, he saw an expression other than listlessness in his son's eyebrows and eyes. It was a satiated laziness, exuding an aura of lazy satisfaction. Three points tired, seven points satisfied. But any adult man who has gone through human affairs can understand why if he only thinks with his toes.
Master Shen was very angry for a while. This kind of immorality has never happened in the Shen family since their ancestors.
Angry but at a loss, that is his own son, watching him grow up, from a lively boy to a gloomy adult; watching him jump around alive and well, and then hide in the mountains. Now I finally come back, stay by my side to serve every day, take care of the family business, kind and gentle, just like a newborn.
After watching this scene in the courtyard, I realized that such a change was not due to the care given by the family, but a monster.
The monster made his child talk again, walk again, and leaned on the side, never neglecting it.
Shen Qingxuan would tease him wantonly and cry silently.
Master Shen thought, it had been many years and he hadn't seen him cry, crying like a wronged child.
Crying like a child who, after being wronged a lot, can finally throw himself into the arms of a loved one and vent his heart out.
Master Shen returned to the study and sat there until dark. The night just fell, the wind began to whistle outside the window, and the trees made a "rustling" sound. In the darkness, Mr. Shen lit the candlestick. The candle was shaking, but before he could stand still, a gust of wind came through the window lattice, and the candle went out .
Master Shen walked out and ordered the servants and maids to close the doors. It seemed that it was going to rain.
Thunderstorms in summer come fiercely and go quickly, and occasionally they will last for several days and nights, which is not surprising.
It's just that for some reason, Master Shen felt that the rain tonight was a bit unusual.
The sound of thunder blasting resounded across the sky, accompanied by lightning that suddenly illuminated the night sky, again and again, with very short intervals, like a butcher's knife, about to cut someone.
At this moment, Shen Qingxuan was lying on the bed with a snake in his arms, um, it was a big snake with the mouth of a bowl.
Holding the big snake in his arms, he looked out the window at the lightning and thunder, and asked, "That's it?"
Big Snake spat out the letter, "That's it."
"Then what if I throw you out the window?"
"It slashed me." Yimo said, "Do you want to try?"
Shen Qingxuan thought for a while, "Then will you be hacked to death?"
"No." Yi Mo curled up, "I'm just too lazy to hide."
Shen Qingxuan was stunned, "... In other words, rather than hiding, you would rather be struck by lightning and seriously hurt your vitality?"
Yimo admitted without shame.
As if very angry at his answer, at this moment, a thunderbolt flashed outside the window, and Shen Qingxuan watched the century-old tree transformed by Yi Mo during the day and then transformed back, split into two, from the middle Cut open.
Yi Mo also saw it, he sighed, and seemed to be a little puzzled and said to himself: "But to be honest, why are you so angry."
Shen Qingxuan suddenly felt that besides making himself angry with Yi Mo's temper, there are actually many, many people who don't know whether they are human, demon or fairy are as angry as him, right
"Then, have you ever been hacked?" Shen Qingxuan asked.
Yimo said, "Of course."
"real?"
"The first catastrophe." Yi Mo said. In fact, it was still very uncomfortable to be hit, but at that time he had just cultivated human form and knew that the catastrophe was coming. At that time, there were too many similar cultivators around him hiding for the catastrophe. The monster was boring, so he simply didn't hide, coiled up on the tree, it was probably the first time the person who came to examine the monster saw a monster that didn't hide like this, he was curious, and his subordinates showed mercy. A lightning struck, and the snake entangled in the tree fell into the dead wood. It was not killed or injured, but it just woke up from a coma for a few days.
After waking up, it felt as if every bone had been disassembled and replaced with a hot soldering iron. It was extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn’t die. That feeling was even more boring than imagined. Yimo would never die again When the lightning strikes, before the catastrophe comes, find a wealthy family and hide in it.
Yi Mo said: "In fact, there are not many monsters who died in the robbery. Most of them died by their own hands or by mortals." There are more Taoists and monks than those who died in the catastrophe, but most of them are caused by themselves."
Shen Qingxuan rubbed his forehead, "I always thought that Heavenly Tribulation was a terrible thing."
Yi Mo said: "The only one who can kill a monster is the monster itself."
Although the words are simple, they are thought-provoking. Shen Qingxuan hugged the snake tightly in his arms, and touched those icy scales, when he stroked against them, his palm felt as if a blade had been slid through, and it was quite painful.
Most things in this world, once retrograde, will hurt.