Cang Ji lifted Jing Lin to his side in the rush of demonic energy, the table and stool in the bunk room were broken, and the long street was suddenly empty, only the wind raged endlessly. Jing Lin was blown backwards, Cang Ji reached out and grabbed his back waist, pressed it on his chest, and turned his back to block the wind.
The gust of wind rushed, Cang Ji was like a haven, Jing Lin was pressed against his chest, he could clearly hear his heartbeat, and was closely surrounded by his breath, and the breath was full of Cang Ji.
Le Yan had already been scraped against the wall, but he turned into a pen and fell into the gap, so he was not scraped away. The fox's wailing gradually became intermittent, turning into a sob. Jinglin listened to the urgent sound of the copper bell, clearly urging. But at the moment there is nothing to do, and it is difficult to advance or retreat.
Wu Ying was unprepared, was blown to the ground by the demonic wind, and fell to the ground. He heard the cry, and he felt sad.
The fox in the inn walked forward with a lame leg and turned into a long-length man, clutching the human blood and kowtowing to Huashang.
Huashang grabbed the fox's hand with deep eyebrows, gradually sat down, and whispered to him, "Chi'er, the person is dead."
Blood spattered on the fox's face, and he vomited in a hoarse voice. He tried to make a sound several times, but all turned into blood and dripped out. Huashang pointed at his chest and ordered: "Take people away."
The little foxes went up together, but saw that the fox was holding the man and refused to let go. He seemed to have pain in his chest, and he knelt on the ground and hugged the man for a long time, and the pain was so painful that his heart was about to vomit.
"Hua Niang..." Fox said awkwardly, "... save him..."
"He's out of breath for a long time, let go quickly." Hua Chang couldn't bear it, she treated the fox very gently, regardless of his blood stained face, she held his cheek and said firmly, "Qian Yu, the man is dead. "
The copper bell "Ding dong", the whole Kyoto seems to be surrounded by bells, ding dong ding dong rang through the night. Jing Lin's soul was shocked, he grabbed Cang Ji's clothes tightly, and felt that he was being incorporated elsewhere.
Jing Lin said: "This situation-"
He stopped talking halfway, and his mind quickly turned to the past, and in an instant, he suddenly fell into the sea of clouds, and the heaven and the earth seemed to be upside down. The sights in front of you all turn into phantoms, and the life around your ears turns into phony sounds. The scene of Chu Lun and Le Yan quickly shattered, the fluorescent light scattered, and when Jinglin suddenly sank into the darkness, he saw the sky grow farther and farther, until he disappeared.
Rain drops on the tip of the nose.
Jing Lin woke up in an instant, and he was dizzy when he woke up, and knew that the copper bell had stolen his spiritual energy again. He held back his nausea, looked up, found himself trapped in a narrow corner, and couldn't help leaning out. However, this probe, it is not the hand that is stretched out, but the plush claws.
Jing Lin was startled, and his ears shook involuntarily. He shook off the water droplets, climbed out of the narrow corner, faced the water, and saw that he had turned into a snow-white fox.
Jing Lin shook his head in a little panic, stepping on his claws in place, and could not even maintain calm. Because he has done everything in heaven and earth, but he has never been a fox. It was only with this flick that he realized what was hanging from his tail. Looking at it, it turned out to be a copper bell that he could not normally catch.
Jinglin looked around and followed the stone edge to the promenade. Here is a huge courtyard, bigger than the one he lived with Cang Ji last time, and elegant furnishings can be seen everywhere. The time seems to be in the midsummer, Jinglin flutters the water droplets on his hair, and looks at both sides like a horse and a flower. He didn't know why, as if something was pushing him, making him walk along the promenade all the way into the bookstore in the flowerbed.
The bookstore was filled with the incense of the scriptures, and Jinglin was seduced by the incense of the scriptures and stepped into it, not noticing that he left paw prints on the white carpet. He jumped onto the bookshelf, as if he knew all the words, picked out the book he wanted, and pushed it on the carpet to read.
Jing Lin frowned, seeing that the content was a playbook, he wanted to close the book, but no matter how he "thought", his body would not be moved. He was trapped under this shell, forcibly acting as another soul.
The fox watched it with relish, and even rolled between the blankets when it got interesting. Jing Lin clearly didn't want to laugh, but he also had to roll. He rolled around awkwardly a few times, feeling that he looked terribly stupid. In the midst of distress, I heard someone going up the stairs and changing their shoes in front of the door.
Jing Lin slammed into the pile of books, exposing his ears to eavesdrop. I heard the man whispering "retire" to the attendant, then wiped his hands, and came in. Jinglin lay on the ground with his claws, buried his head and hid.
That person should be a man, stepping on the pile of books, the hem of his robe brought a gust of wind. He saw footprints when he was looking for books along the bookshelf, so he turned over the books with his back on his back, but said, "Little book thief, have you finished reading the last book?"
Jinglin's head appeared, and when he saw that he had not turned around, he turned his head lightly, trying to escape first. Unexpectedly, when Jinglin moved, the copper bell on his tail rang, and before he stepped out, he was caught by the back of his neck.
"I don't see you eating the food left in the pavilion." The man rubbed his fluffy ears, "Did Jing come to steal books to read?"
Jinglin's spine quickly jumped up with the man's palm, he didn't want it! The tail swayed involuntarily, the front paws stepped comfortably in the air, and rubbed the man's palm flatteringly. The man turned him around and hugged him. Jing Lin looked up and almost dropped his tail.
With a smile in the eyes of the white "Cang Ji", he put Jing Lin between his arms and picked up his robes and went up the ladder. The wooden ladder leads to the narrow top room, surrounded by books on all sides. Cang Ji did not ignite, but took out a palm-sized night pearl from his sleeve.
Jinglin was put down on the ground. He stepped on a softer blanket, lay down beside the bright beads, and read Cang Ji's books. The incense in the room made him almost intoxicated. Jing Lin had nothing to do, so he looked at this Cang Ji.
Cang Ji seemed to be aware of his gaze, and even if he didn't turn his head, he still said, "Steal the book first, and refuse to admit it. I punish you for thinking about it, why are you still looking at me?"
The fox bit out as if unconvinced, and Daming looked around generously. He walked behind Cang Ji, jumped onto his shoulder, pulled off his clothes with his claws, and looked at the book spread out on his lap. Cang Ji raised his hand to caress his neck, so comfortable that he rolled from his shoulders and fell into Cang Ji's arms.
The narrow room was quiet, and the night pearl melted Cang Ji's aggressive sharpness, turning it into a different kind of softness. Jing Lin leaned on his knees, only to realize that "Cang Ji"'s face could be so gentle.
Just as Jing Lin was thinking about it, he saw that he stretched out his claws and placed them lightly under Cang Ji's chest, sliding like fingers.
The fox!
Jing Lin immediately wanted to withdraw his claws, but his body did not obey. He clearly saw the velvet claws turn into fingers, gradually revealing long arms and legs, and then silver threads flowed all over his body like a waterfall. What he could see in Cang Ji's eyes was his own face, but that face had a strange expression that he had never seen before.
What is the scariest thing in the world
Jinglin didn't know it in the past, but now he understands it, that is, watching "self" become another person, like tearing off all the cover, and doing something naked that he has never done before.
"He" was tempting "Cang Ji", his fingers slipped in from Cang Ji's shirt, and swam down his chest to Cang Ji's waist.
Jinglin didn't know why he was sweating. He suspected that it was the fox's bewitchment, but he could feel the texture under his palm. Jing Lin was stunned and wanted to turn his eyes away, but there was nothing he could do. He could only stare at Cang Ji, gradually getting closer.
Ye Mingzhu was pushed aside by his toes, and the silver-haired fox approached his face curiously, and blew lightly at Cang Ji between his lips and teeth. Cang Ji was pressed against the bookshelf with a bang, and the books between his legs were messed up, bearing the weight of Jing Lin. He saw Jing Lin's face was rosy, and his fingertips were scratching lightly on his back waist.
The fuck!
Cang Ji wanted to grab Jing Lin's chin, but found that he couldn't move. He also became another person, but he was clearly still close to Jing Lin, even the temperature and touch were exactly the same.
The copper bell mistaken me!
The two men murmured in unison.
Jing Lin couldn't get any closer, not only his face was close, but his legs were attached to Cang Ji's waist.
Cang Ji felt his throat slip, because Jing Lin raised his body, he almost thought that Jing Lin would kiss him. But Jing Lin didn't. His narrow eyes were low and reserved, and he opened his mouth and bit on the tip of Cang Ji's nose.
Cang Ji couldn't tell for a moment whether to breathe a sigh of relief or a sigh, because the next moment he took Jing Lin's waist back and kissed Jing Lin's lips against his cheek.
The hot and humid kiss was trapped in the narrow, dark corner, but it became even more intense. Cang Ji held down Jing Lin's back, lifted up from the bookshelf, and kissed it hard. They should have done it countless times before, so they are familiar with each other, even the smell of each other is no stranger.
Jinglin wanted to open his eyes, but the stupid fox closed his eyes. Jinglin fell into the darkness, so it felt clear. He touched Cang Ji unobstructed, and also noticed that Cang Ji pushed the silver hair off his shoulders, and his shirt was pulled down.
Jing Lin's shock didn't even have time to express, he was like a smooth satin, being folded arbitrarily. He was so angry that the copper bell was hanging in his hair, but he could only breathe out from his lips.
This is not a replacement.
This is the two of them, because the places they have touched are very familiar.
Jing Lin heard Cang Ji in his ear, and called out "Qian Yu" warmly. He couldn't help raising his arms to cover his face, trying to block these mortal shame. The copper bell began to shake, and Jinglin seemed to be caught in a struggle with his body. He was pushed by Cang Ji on the bookshelf, his fingertips clasped the edge of the book, but he couldn't grasp the place where he could stand firm. Jing Lin had already raised his head, and Cang Ji kissed him from then on.
Jing Lin squeezed all the toughness in the past at this moment, he staggered his head suddenly, feeling the hotness of Cang Ji's clinging. The kiss fell on the neck, and Jing Lin's eyes were cold. He manipulated his body like a toddler, his fingers were stiffly pulled away from the original movement, and Jing Lin was pulled to the other side.
The Cang Ji behind him suddenly became heavy, and Jing Lin heard the patient and unbearable scolding in his throat. This is not someone else, this is also pulling back his own sky.
Jinglin has left the bookshelf with one hand, and his lining was stripped off while he was breathing, and his collarbone and shoulders and arms were suddenly exposed. Cang Ji pressed him, and Jing Lin grabbed the copper bell in his hair.
"Zuo Qingzhou!"
Jing Lin called out his name in a hoarse voice.
"It's Zuo Qingzhou..." Jinglin said quickly, "The dead person is Zuo Qingzhou, I already understand how he is related to the fox! Stop it!"
The copper bell disappeared in the palm of his hand.
Jing Lin leaned against the bookshelf, and Cang Ji behind him was ready to go. Cang Ji supported his arms, burying his head and panting. Both of them felt like the rest of their lives, only a little bit apart...
Cang Ji struggled to avoid Jing Lin's body. It was the only time he was so embarrassed, and even the first time he was dominated by such a strange impulse. He stared sullenly at Jinglin's bare back neck, but found that "Zuo Qingri" still seemed to exist in his body, because he was eager to continue and do things he didn't know or experienced.
Cang Ji hurriedly pulled back his clothes, wrapped Jing Lin, and even refused to let him show even a bit of his skin.
Cang Ji cursed: "Let it die."
Jing Lin turned his head, and Cang Ji pushed his face back without the slightest hesitation. The kiss between Jing Lin's lips hurts slightly, and he also knows that he doesn't look good at the moment. He brushed the corner of his lips with his thumb and straightened up.
"It wants to tell you and me," Jinglin said calmly, "'Qianyu' and 'Zuo Qingzhou' have this kind of relationship. A fox demon and mortals become friends... But Zuo Qingzhou died."
"Zuo Qingri." Cang Ji left and said, "This name sounds familiar."
"The pen demon Leyan revised the life chart, Chu Lun became the champion, and Zuo Qingzhou missed this life."
Cang Ji raised his hand to buckle and said, "You mean that the person who died in place of Chu Lun was Zuo Qingzhou?"
Jing Lin hit the bookshelf lightly with his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "It won't be so simple... The so-called cause and effect correspondence, you and I need to understand what the fox is suffering, and how Zuo Qingzhou died."
Cang Ji and Jinglin were back to back, and he picked up the night pearl between the blankets. The charming and unique smell of Narrow Angle has not dissipated, Cang Ji didn't know what it was, but he didn't want to open his mouth to ask.
"Before you understand others, you and I can get out first." Cang Ji said, handing over the belt that Jing Lin had just pulled off.
Jing Lin took it, and the two immediately fell into a delicate atmosphere after sobering up.