No wonder, that figure is so familiar. Although he was not as skinny as he was four years ago, and he wore vulgar clothes, it still couldn't cover up his unique temperament.
—Because that is the Master himself!
But Master, who loves cleanliness so much, jumped into the quagmire to avoid him. He also swears to hide his identity, which is really smart.
Who would have thought that a cowardly, cowardly person with vulgar words and deeds would be the world-renowned Daoist Bixu
Tantai dreamed that Mu Yu didn't say anything, thinking that this eccentric eldest son finally realized that he was wronged, so he couldn't help adding embellishments: "It can be seen how much Engong doesn't want to see you, and he would rather be wronged and hide. I don't know whether Engong and you were in the past We know each other, what's wrong with you. But just because benefactor speaks for you, you shouldn't compare him with Chi Yan."
Mu Yu was no longer in the mood to listen to what Tantai Meng was talking about, he was full of doubts.
Master... why do you want to avoid him
The person Master wants to see, but dare not meet... who is it
He stood there in a daze, his whole heart was in the clouds for a while, and the bottom for a while, and he didn't know whether he loved or hated Xie Zhiwei. He never knew that his master was so unpredictable.
Since he didn't want to see him, why did he praise him in every possible way from an irrelevant person, and all he mentioned were memories he especially valued.
He kept saying to let him do it by himself, but what was the purpose of repairing his broken fingers one by one in the Blood River Pond earlier
Since he was ruthless to him, wouldn't it be better to stay away from him? Appearing beside him with different identities, could it be...
Mu Ku murmured: "People who want to see but dare not."
The setting sun was slanting to the west, and the afterglow sprinkled on his robe, as if the warm sun was shining on the plain snow, creating a hazy layer of light. And he was lost for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyelids, as if thinking of something surprising, the light in his eyes re-condensed.
Although this complex expression is difficult to understand, Tantai Meng still saw some clues, and his eyes widened slightly: "Could it be possible that you really knew Engong before? Then, you also know the person he said ?”
This question made Mu Yu finally come back to his senses, his pupils were in focus, and the cold chill appeared again, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth bit by bit.
He turned around and said, "Let's go."
His attitude changed so quickly that Tantai Meng couldn't react for a while: "What?"
Mu Yu stepped forward and walked slowly towards the courtyard. "You are not important enough, let me kill you."
It was he who overestimated the weight of this woman in Master's heart. If she is killed at this time, the master will know the truth in the future. He is kind-hearted and values love and righteousness, so he will feel sad for her instead.
What's more... this woman made a mistake and let him get a glimpse of the master's mind.
Tantai Meng let go of the bamboo she was holding on to, and staggered to catch up: "Then, you won't hurt benefactor, right?"
In the dense wind, there was only a soft sound: "Huh."
And following this response, Tantai Meng bumped into something solidly, and immediately fell to the ground.
There is no shadow of Mu Ku in front of me, even the small courtyard of the original green hall and tile house can't be seen clearly. The whole bamboo forest seems to be covered with a thick layer of white mist, but it is many times harder than the white mist. barrier.
Tantai Meng tried to knock a few times, but it didn't move. She resorted to the golden lotus and gathered up all her strength to try to break through with the golden light.
But this time it will not be so easy. Wherever the golden light touches, a lot of black air will rise in the white mist, suck it all away, and restore it to its original state. The continuous golden light seems to have entered a black hole.
Tantai Meng had never seen Hei Lian and Bai Lian before—the whole world thought that these two treasures disappeared with Xie Zhiwei's life and became a legend.
She thought it was because Mu He's cultivation was so terrifying that even Jinlian couldn't do anything about it.
And she felt that what was even more terrifying was the character of that son. Sometimes he wanted to kill her, sometimes he talked patiently with her about benefactor, and sometimes he wanted to let her go. En Gong fell into his hands, he must have been tortured very hard.
It seems that if you need to move reinforcements, you have to be quite powerful.
Tantai Meng stood up holding his breath, and shouted into the courtyard: "Don't worry, benefactor, I will definitely find a master to rescue you!"
When Mu Yu was about to step over the threshold, he suddenly stopped.
He swears, after all kinds of doubts have been figured out by him, he really wants to see the master at this moment.
But he knew he was not a very self-controlled person. He couldn't guarantee that with such a complicated mood now, what would he do to him after meeting the World Honored One.
But he likes Master so much, so he absolutely must restrain himself!
He knew that although Shizun looked easy-talking and kind, he was actually a very assertive person, even a little stubborn.
Otherwise, four years ago, he would not have concealed the poisoning from everyone, and he would not have concealed it from everyone when he returned four years later. However, Master's thoughts and opinions seem to be not for himself.
Mu Yu finally couldn't help raising his head and looked into the room.
The gauze curtain was half-draped, Xie Zhiwei lay there quietly, covered with a thin quilt, seemed to be sleeping soundly.
It was only then that Mu Yu remembered that this was the first time he saw Master sleeping. Maybe, because he had too many worries and burdens back then, Master could only rest in peace now.
He couldn't help sighing, if the master had been a little more selfish and tough back then, how could it have ended in the future
Or maybe the master didn't want to return to his previous identity, most likely because his heart was broken, and he wanted to live only for himself in the next life.
It would be great if Shizun really had such an awareness. Four years ago, he wished that Shizun was like this.
But who knows that there is a person named Mu Yu in the world, the master is destined to be indispensable in the second half of his life.
In this way, it is really unlucky for Master to meet him
In his boring life, Mu Xi seldom teased himself, and just thought it was funny, but suddenly his pupils shrank.
"Lan Xiu met you, it was the bad luck of eight lifetimes!"
This angry reprimand exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt, and then, Ming Kong's actions and Shen You's tragic situation emerged one by one.
Mu Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent heart, and then provoked a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.
Four years ago, he disdained Ming Kong, so how could he be like him
What's more, how can Shen You's feelings for Ming Kong be compared with Master's feelings for him
In order to avoid him, the master did not hesitate to swear. It can be seen how important he is in the mind of the master.
Besides him, does Master still swear for others
Mu Yu's eyes softened, and he walked towards the bed step by step, looking at Xie Zhiwei no longer full of paranoia as before.
He slowly sat on the bed, helped Xie Zhiwei up, and leaned into his arms. Knowing that under the influence of Hei Lian, Xie Zhiwei would not wake up easily, his movements were still extremely gentle.
Outside the window, the "dog" was fishing for goldfish in the pond, with water splashing everywhere, half of its white hair sticking to its body. The thorny bamboo leaves in the yard are green, and occasionally a piece or two is dropped by the autumn wind, silently.
The night gradually fell, and there was a trace of the moon in the distant sky, the brilliance was clear and faint, just like the night sky where Sui Han lived four years ago.
Mu Yu hugged Xie Zhiwei like this, as if he had returned to the evening when he picked up the "dog".
The master rummaged through the bookshelves, and the candlelight elongated his shadow. Although the house at that time was simple, it was like a fairyland.
Mu Yu touched the closed eyes of the man in his arms, and brushed his fingertips lightly on his eyelashes, "Master, holding you at this moment, this disciple realizes that he is alive... that's great."
As long as he can let the master stay by his side willingly, let the master stay by his side forever, no matter what method, he is willing to try.
What happened to Shen You back then even felt like a thorn in his throat, let alone leave a big shadow on the master.
Well, Master doesn't like to be forced, so he will take his time.
For the sake of Master, he is willing to restrain himself.
Mu Yu carefully put Xie Zhiwei back on the bed, and was about to wake him up and have a good talk with him. Unexpectedly, if he didn't pay attention, the brocade sheet on Xie Zhiwei's body was slipped off, and immediately, the upper half of his body was exposed to Mu Ku's sight.
Although he was still wearing clothes, it was not much better than not wearing them.
The clothes were so torn that they couldn't cover the upper body, the flesh was exposed underneath, and there were faint red marks on the collarbone and neck that had been rubbed by Mu Kui earlier.
Xie Zhiwei lowered his brows, having been tossed back and forth all day, a lot of messy hair came out from his sideburns, now covering his face, it was very different from his usual tidy and calm appearance.
His breathing was even and long, and he was unconscious. He looked decadent and helpless, but he had a calm face and a lot of abstinence.
During the parting time, Mu Yu thought about Xie Zhiwei's appearance countless times, but those were all the masters in his memory.
The master at this time is really... beyond imagination.
Mu Ku's thoughts of sacrificing Hei Lian were put away immediately, his eyes darkened, his mouth felt parched, he stretched out his hand to lift up his robe, and went to bed as well.
He swallowed a bit, thinking: Although he will not force the master, but do something else... If the master is not to know, it's okay, right
As he thought so, his hands had already begun to move.
Due to weight loss, Xie Zhiwei's collarbone is very clear. After Mu Yu touched it twice, he couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick it, but he didn't dare to move too hard, otherwise the master would be unhappy if it left traces.
He licked it strangely, and soon there were sweat stains on his forehead, and his face was very red.
—he was almost as hot as coals.
A bold idea came to his mind. For four years, since the master left, he either thought about revenge or wanted to die, so that he never did that kind of thing again.
He picked up Xie Zhiwei's hand, which also didn't have much flesh, but was well-proportioned and beautiful. Because of holding the pen and holding the sword, there are thin calluses on the fingers and the palm of the hand. Mu Yu kissed this hand lightly, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
He was a little excited, no, it could be said to be very excited.
One is a guilty conscience, the other is the feeling on the lips, and the fragrance of bamboo leaves left on Xie Zhiwei's body are so real.
He took off his belt, loosened his pants, and put Xie Zhiwei's hands between his legs.
*****
Immediately, Mu Ku couldn't help but let out a sigh.
It's so comfortable, just touch-touch, it's more comfortable than when he thought about Master reaching the peak four years ago.
"Master... This disciple really, really likes Master."
The slightly hard callus on Xie Zhiwei's palm rubbed against his high-spirited desire, and the pleasure rushed straight to his forehead. He lay all over Xie Zhiwei's body, turned Xie Zhiwei's face, and intertwined with him.
Xie Zhiwei was in a deep sleep, his jaw was easily opened, and the body fluid in his mouth was plundered almost crazily by Mu Kui. It wasn't until Xie Zhiwei's lips turned red that Mu Ku opened his mouth a little bit, but the tip of his tongue stayed in Xie Zhiwei's mouth, sometimes sucking and sometimes entangled.
While Mu Yu asked for it, he still didn't forget to pass some of his past, and then pressed his lips domineeringly, tightly fitting. Finally, Xie Zhiwei's throat moved, unconsciously swallowing the saliva mixed in his mouth.
Mu Yu was very satisfied, and turned to chew on Xie Zhiwei's Adam's apple.
At this time, Xie Zhiwei's hand has been completely covered by him, until it is completely held.
Mu Yu buried his face in Xie Zhiwei's neck, and quickened his movements. His breath became heavier and heavier. Not long after, Xie Zhiwei's neck was hot and humid.
"Master... well, so comfortable. I was served by my disciples just now. Is it the same for you... um..., Master..."
Mu Ku was confused by the trick, and started talking nonsense. He squinted his eyes, put one hand on Xie Zhiwei's mouth, groped for a moment, and then inserted his fingers.
Feeling the warmth and softness of his fingertips, he held Xie Zhiwei's hand tightly on his clone.
He tremblingly called: "Master..."
Then trembling all over, he vented out, and he collapsed on Xie Zhiwei's body, panting uncontrollably, and took Xie Zhiwei's hand out of his underwear.
The knuckles of the fingers were already cloudy.