He said it smelled good, but Pei Yunshu didn't smell any fragrance on himself.
Zhu You narrowed his eyes, looking as if he was already immersed in it. He lifted Pei Yunshu's sleeve and sniffed up along her jade-like arm.
The faint fragrance penetrated deep into his internal organs, and Pei Yunshu looked at him in horror as dragon horns emerged from his face and demonic patterns reappeared.
Zhu You said that he would have these things when he was emotional.
Pei Yunshu suddenly pulled his hand out and ran towards the window. He just opened the window a crack when someone hugged him from behind.
Zhu You hugged his waist tightly and buried her head in the crook of his neck, "It smells so good."
"No," Pei Yunshu grabbed the window sill and tried to push the window open. "Zhu You, I don't smell good at all. You must have smelled it wrong."
Zhu You tightened his arms in dissatisfaction: "You smell good."
The window was finally opened, and a breeze blew in. Pei Yunshu breathed a sigh of relief and tried to pry open Zhu You's hand, "Is the fragrance finally gone now?"
He really didn't smell any fragrance. Last time when the love insect in his body was aroused by Zhu You, he also smelled a faint fragrance. What was going on now
Zhu You didn't say anything, but when Pei Yunshu pried his hands apart, he put them back and buried his head in his shoulders. The dragon horns would always vaguely scratch Pei Yunshu's neck.
The dragon horn was so sharp that it might pierce his neck if he was not careful. Pei Yunshu did not dare to move. In the end, he saw that he was just moving around in the hollow of his neck, so he had to ignore him and look at the scenery outside the window.
The room was facing the street, and people of all kinds were coming and going on the street. In the distance, there was a three-story inn, tall and straight, and particularly eye-catching. It was the best inn here, and the magic cultivators of Huajinmen stayed there.
Pei Yunshu looked away from the tall building and saw someone selling pills below. Pei Yunshu's heart moved, and he secretly took out a Qingxin Pill from his storage bag, "Zhu You?"
Zhu You raised his head from the crook of his neck, and the next moment a pill was stuffed into his mouth.
The pill melted in his mouth. Pei Yunshu stared at Zhu You closely, but the demonic patterns on Zhu You's face showed no sign of fading away. Not only that, the darkness in his eyes was gradually deepening.
The window was blown shut by a strong wind, and the doors and windows were all closed tightly. Zhu You held Pei Yunshu in his arms, and regardless of his struggles, he carried him to the bed.
Pei Yunshu was so angry that his eyes turned red, "Zhu You! Stop right there!"
He slapped Zhu You's back and kicked Zhu You's legs, using great strength in every counterattack. Zhu You seemed not to feel any pain and held him steadily in his arms.
Zhu You was blocking the bed, and Pei Yunshu had nowhere to escape. He was really mad, and he threw spells at Zhu You one after another. Zhu You had to take it all, looking down at him in pain.
His clothes became loose during the struggle, and his eyes were filled with anger.
Zhu You’s Adam’s apple rolled.
The carved wooden bed could barely accommodate two people. Pei Yunshu really thought that this dragon had opened some secrets that it shouldn't have opened. He held the Qingyue Sword in front of him and looked at him angrily. If Zhu You really dared to do whatever he wanted, he would not be polite.
The bedroom in the inn has two layers of bed curtains, one thin and one thick.
Zhu You went to untie the thin bed curtain. After untying the rope, two layers of pure white gauze-like thick bed curtains spread out, separating Pei Yunshu and Zhu You.
**Pei Yunshu was stunned.
Zhu You said from outside the bed curtain: "Apply the medicine for me to see."
Pei Yunshu felt as if he had heard wrongly. He looked through the thin bed curtain at Zhu You, who was vaguely visible standing beside the bed, and couldn't believe it. "What did you say?"
"Look at me," Zhu You, "apply the medicine to me and show me."
*
Pei Yunshu cut the gauze in half with one sword.
The Qing Yue Sword was filled with fury as it rushed towards Zhu You. However, before the powerful Qing Yue Sword got close, it was caught by a stream of water and was restrained from moving.
Zhu You frowned as he looked at the thin bed curtain that was cut in half. He moved his hands, pulled down the remaining half, and then put down another thicker layer of bed curtain.
The thin bed curtain didn't provide much isolation, but this thick one is different.
It can at least block 60% to 70% of the vision, leaving only the vague silhouettes of people, like flowers in the fog, unclear.
Zhu You said stubbornly: "I want to see it."
He couldn't beat her, if Zhu You really wanted to do something, Pei Yunshu really couldn't stop her. He gritted his teeth and looked at the thick bed curtain in front of him, and he began to waver in his heart.
After a while, he said, "You just need to stand here and not take a single step forward."
Zhu You hummed softly.
Pei Yunshu turned his face away behind the bed curtain, feeling ashamed. He suppressed his shame, took out the ointment, then with shaking hands he untied his belt and undressed.
I didn't dare to look at the expression of the person beside the bed, and the medicine I applied always passed by the wound. I just prayed earnestly in my heart that the bed curtains would become thicker soon.
*
Zhu You left Pei Yunshu's room, feeling extremely hot, and went straight to the coldest pond nearby.
Water as cold as ice and snow surrounded him, and when it got a little closer to him, the hot air would evaporate into steam.
His expression was as if he was drunk, and his whole body was slightly tipsy. Wherever his eyes looked, the scene just now appeared in his mind.
The snow is white and the plum blossoms are fragrant.
The demonic patterns on his face turned even redder, and the blood in his eyes surged like a sea tide.
*
Before the demon and ghost market was held, Hua Yue bought a ghost mask from somewhere and gave it to Pei Yunshu happily. The mask was painted with black background and white lines, and it was painted with something unknown. It didn't look scary, but it was particularly ugly.
"Beauty," Hua Yue flipped his hand and another mask appeared in his hand. It was a fox mask with a pointed mouth and red hair. "When the demon market opens tonight, you will wear this mask. I turned the whole store upside down to find such an ugly mask. When you wear this, even if the big demon has more than ten pairs of eyes, he will not be able to recognize you!"
He became more and more excited as he spoke. "After we have fun together in the Demon Fair, we will come out and settle the score with them. Lord Zhu You will show them what it means to have a change of fortune."
Pei Yunshu put on the mask, and Hua Yue took out a bronze mirror for him to look at. When he saw the mirror, Pei Yunshu finally understood why Hua Yue said that Zou Yu would not be able to recognize him just by wearing a mask.
It was because his appearance had changed at this moment. The person reflected in the bronze mirror had become an ugly ghost with only black and white all over his body.
Pei Yunshu was very surprised. He took off the mask again and looked in the mirror. The person in the mirror had turned into his usual appearance again.
Hua Yue smiled, her tail raised with pride, "Beauty, how is it?"
He also put on the red fox mask in his hand, and the beautiful fox girl turned into a ferocious old fox in the blink of an eye.
Pei Yunshu blinked, he walked forward and touched the pair of red fur ears on the fox's head, surprisingly he felt they were soft, just like the real ones.
"It's really magical," he exclaimed.
Hua Yue looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied, "This looks really heroic."
After he finished speaking, he looked around cautiously, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and whispered: "Beauty, am I not much worse than Lord Jiaolong now?"
Pei Yunshu snorted coldly, "Of course he can't compare to what you look like now."
Hua Yue heard this and sighed. She took off her mask and pretended to wipe her tears with a handkerchief. "Lord Zhu You is a god. Hua Yue is like a grain of rice in a jar. She can't compare to Lord Zhu You."
Pei Yunshu was amused by him.
Hua Yue couldn't help but blush when she saw his smile, but she couldn't help but lean towards Pei Yunshu. He closed his eyes, sniffed lightly, and said, "Beauty, you smell so good."
Pei Yunshu immediately sensed something was wrong with his behavior. He took out a Qingxin Pill and stuffed it into Huayue's mouth. After a while, Huayue blinked and looked at Pei Yunshu in confusion, "Beauty, what did you just feed me?"
Pei Yunshu moved away from him and asked cautiously, "Do you smell any fragrance?"
Hua Yue sniffed her nose, feeling strange, "I seemed to smell it just now, but now it's gone."
Pei Yunshu frowned.
This time too, he didn't smell any fragrance, but Huayue smelled it for a moment. However, the Qingxin Pill was useless to Zhuyou, but it was useful to Huayue.
Fortunately, there were enough Qingxin Pills in the storage bag. Pei Yunshu looked at the ghost face mask on the table and frowned. Time was running out, and he needed to find the ghost doctor in the demon market as soon as possible.
*
That night, when the demon and ghost market was about to open, the streets were already filled with waiting humans, demons and ghosts.
Two days ago, Pei Yunshu didn't want to see Zhu You, until now, Zhu You finally saw him. As soon as Pei Yunshu came out, Zhu You looked straight over, his black eyes motionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind. The demon pattern on his face slowly emerged with gorgeous colors.
When Pei Yunshu saw him like this, he immediately turned his eyes away with a sullen face.
I wanted to act as if nothing had happened, but I couldn't.
Zhu You came closer unconsciously and poked Pei Yunshu's cheek with his fingertips. Pei Yunshu dodged, and with an idea in his mind, he put the ghost mask in his hand on his face.
Seeing the man in front of him suddenly change his appearance, Zhu You frowned, stopped his hand, and looked at him solemnly, his dark eyes full of suspicion.
Pei Yunshu felt a sense of relief and joy as if he had successfully taken revenge. He walked away from Zhu You, but before he reached downstairs, Zhu You followed him, reached out to grab his wrist, and then went downstairs to hold Pei Yunshu's hand.
Pei Yunshu struggled twice but failed to break free. However, he refused to give up and kept struggling stubbornly until he entered the group of monsters. He was still trying hard and his hands were probably red.
Zhu You glanced at him, wrapped his hand in his own, frowned slightly, and said, "Stop making trouble."
Pei Yunshu: “…”
What is he doing
There were demons and ghosts everywhere, with only a very small number of cultivators mixed in. Pei Yunshu pursed his lips, not wanting to fight with him here.
Just as they were quiet, they heard someone shouting from behind: "Who is blocking the way of the leader of Huajin Sect?"
Pei Yunshu looked back and saw a group of demons from the Huajin Sect clearing the way from the back to the front. The ones who were protected in the middle were the Sect Master, Zou Yu and others whom they had mentioned.
Pei Yunshu fixed his eyes on Zou Yu.
Beneath the ugly appearance of a ghost, the Qingyue sword hanging at his waist let out a low, murderous sound.
Zou Yu stood with his hands behind his back. Although he stood behind the sect master, he did not kowtow. His deep eyes looked around frivolously, and suddenly looked in the direction of Pei Yunshu, as if he sensed something.
But there were only a bunch of ugly ghosts there, nothing unusual.
Zou Yu raised his eyebrows and looked away.