41 Forty-one forms of death
The conversation couldn't end, Jing Wuya didn't continue to ask Ji Lincheng, and Ji Lincheng didn't let go and said that he would let him go back later, and the two of them were at a stalemate.
In the evening, Ji Lincheng found an inn, Jing Wuya didn't say a word, didn't eat, put on the cloak on his body and went to bed directly with his shoes, half lying down and half leaning on the bed, covered with a quilt.
Physically and mentally tired, it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.
Ji Lincheng had been sitting at the table, and the table was full of cold but untouched meals.
Feeling that the person was sleeping, Ji Lincheng sighed in his heart, got up and prepared to undress him so that he could sleep more comfortably.
Walked to the side of the bed and looked at him condescendingly, pulling the cloak with one hand and the quilt with the other, the quilt covered his body, full of defensive postures, Ji Lincheng's hand that had been stretched out couldn't find a point to start with.
Ji Lincheng bent over and looked at him beside him, and asked softly in his senses, "Ji boy, why do you have to let him stay." ”
Ji Lincheng was also really dazed, and suddenly had the interest to talk to the sacrifice, straightened up and took a chair from the table behind him, came over and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Jing Wuya, and replied to the sacrifice in his senses, "I don't know, I just don't want him to go, I feel that he doesn't belong here, and he won't be able to see him after he leaves." ”
The priest paused for a while and then asked him, "Ji boy, you, do you like him?" ”
Ji Lincheng's eyes looked at Jing Wuya a little empty, and he was even more dazed when he asked like this, "Do you like it?" He wanted to refute, Jing Wuya is a man, how can he like him, but the words that came out of the mouth became, "What does it look like to like someone." ”
"That's what you are." He didn't think it was a big deal, after all, he had existed for thousands of years, and he hadn't seen or heard of anything, and he didn't think it was unusual.
"If you like someone, you want to look at him all the time, and you want to be by his side all the time."
"I often want to hug him, touch his hair, his face, his eyes, his ......" Ji Lincheng said as he stopped, with a gentle smile in his senses, "Well, that's what I like him." ”
The sacrifice didn't speak, Ji Lincheng remembered what Jing Wuya questioned him today, and asked the sacrifice, "But he said I was selfish, I wanted him to be by my side all the time, and he said I was selfish." ”
"People don't like you." The priest replied without hesitation.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Ji Lincheng was starting to be wrong, and there was a stream of cold air coming out of his consciousness, and he screamed in his heart, forgetting that this guy was now almost stepping into the big killer of demon cultivation, and was about to say two words to stop Ji Lincheng's coldness, but Ji Lincheng suddenly got better.
Ji Lincheng stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the hair on Jing Wuya's forehead, and nodded, "Well, I'm nothing good, what does he like about me." ”
"But he gave me all the good ones." Ji Lincheng hooked his lips, "Even if I don't like it, but in this world, he treats me better than everyone else." ”
Without waiting for the priest to speak, Ji Lincheng stood up, bent down and half-hugged Jing Wuya, patted one hand gently on his side, and coaxed softly, "Wuya is good, let's get up and take off our clothes and sleep, it's not comfortable to sleep like this at night." ”
Wuya woke up a little, but Ji Lincheng's movements were very light, the strength and rhythm of the hand clapping on his side were just right, and for a while, he was so comfortable that he was in reassuring pajamas, humming quietly to cooperate with Ji Lincheng's action of undressing him.
Ji Lincheng coaxed people to take off his clothes, took off his shoes again, settled down and set up a quilt for him, the lights were still on in the house, Ji Lincheng moved the position of the lamp, there was a blind on the bed, so as not to let the lamp stab his eyes, accepted the cold food on the table, pinched a little doll with his fingertips, a small Ji Lincheng's appearance, just condensed by the white true qi, he did not inject his divine sense, and the little thing was not clever to look at in a daze.
Ji Lincheng put him on the edge of the bed, and the little puppet looked at Jing Wuya who was asleep below without blinking.
Ji Lincheng bent down to kiss Jing Wuya's forehead, the little puppet stared at it with wide eyes, Ji Lincheng moved out of the room gently, went to the innkeeper to give some money, borrowed the kitchen to boil a porridge, and prepared to serve it with real temperature, Jing Wuya didn't eat anything tonight, he was afraid that he would wake up hungry at night.
This is a mortal world, and Ji Lincheng is now almost half of the continent inheritance, and there is no other immortal cultivator around him, so he can always know the situation in Jing Wuya's room.
But it is inevitable that there will be some disrespect for Jing Wuya when others are gone, so for the sake of Jing Wuya's safety, Ji Lincheng put a little puppet without divine sense inside, and any danger can be blocked by Jing Wuya.
Ji Lincheng carried the porridge upstairs, because he was asleep, his movements were very light, and as soon as he pushed the door, he saw that the little puppet he had just put on the edge of the bed was now standing next to Jing Wuya's pillow, and was bowing his little body to kiss Jing Wuya's forehead.
The puppet was pinched by his true qi and had no substance, so he couldn't kiss it at all, but the puppet felt very serious and careful with his eyes wide open, and his lips stayed on his forehead. Then he straightened up, and his eyes narrowed when he had just opened them.
A comfortable and satisfying look.
Ji Lincheng pushed the door and saw it, so he stopped and didn't go inside, the whole scene was clearly visible, and he laughed in his consciousness, "Haha~ Ji boy, your little puppet learns like you." ”
The little puppet he pinched really had no divine sense, but he had instinct, because the order he gave when he pinched the puppet was to protect Jing Wuya, and he instinctively got close to Jing Wuya, not to mention the demonstration he just made, which is really not strange.
It's just that the little guy who squinted comfortably after stealing a kiss, Ji Lincheng saw that his teeth were a little itchy, and the dumbfounded guy actually dared to kiss him secretly.
Ji Lincheng waved his hand, the little puppet turned into true qi and melted back into his dantian, Ji Lincheng warmed the porridge on the table, walked to the side of the bed to look at the sleeping person, bent down and kissed again, in fact, it was really comfortable and wanted to squint, but thinking of the puppet just now, Ji Lincheng held back again, and then sat down on the chair next to him and began to cultivate.
After a sleep, Jing Wuya felt much more comfortable, both physically and psychologically, there was a lot less congestion in the confrontation with Ji Lincheng yesterday, and he comfortably ate Ji Lincheng's porridge in the morning.
And even if Ji Lincheng is not good now, his cooking skills are indeed very suitable for Jing Wuying's appetite.
The two of them came out of the inn, there was some sun today, just in the morning, the sun was not warm, Ji Lincheng brought the carriage over and helped him to get into the car, Jing Wuya turned his head to look at him, "I also want to sit in front." ”
Ji Lincheng was bending down to cast a spell on the inside of the carriage, and he didn't reply when he heard his words, "Okay." Then he began to work on the front of the carriage.
Usually looking at the carriage is not the slightest different, but Jing Wuya knows that the front of the carriage is very comfortable, although the back is leaning against the side of the carriage, it is very soft and not awkward at all.
The two sat side by side in front of the carriage, Ji Lincheng shook the horsewhip and told him jokes.
Yes, tell jokes.
Where will Ji Lincheng tell any jokes, so now he is squeezing the sacrifice.
But the sacrifice is not a joke, one or two at the beginning are fine, and then it becomes a sacrifice to say a sentence after Ji Lincheng repeats a sentence, and then there is no next sentence.
Ji Lincheng began to tear apart in his divine sense, and his cold voice was full of momentum, "Hurry up." ”
I really want to scold, hurry up your sister, then you have to get up quickly, Lao Tzu didn't know that he wouldn't have to talk about eggs, but he didn't dare, so he said cowardly, "Okay, okay, wait for the organization of the language." "I don't dare to call myself anymore.
finally held back another sentence, and Ji Lincheng turned his head to repeat it to Jing Wuya.
A joke can be made for five or six minutes.
Jing Wuya originally didn't want to laugh, but Ji Lincheng turned his head coldly and said a serious word, and then turned his head and said a word coldly after half a sound.
This picture ...... It was originally a joke, okay?
Jing Wuya endured it, he couldn't help it, and finally Ji Lincheng turned his head again and said coldly, Jing Wuya said, "Hahahahahaha......"
Ji Lincheng's face was a little hot, but he was still very happy and said, "This one is funnier than the previous ones, you can see that Wuya is smiling so happily." ”
Sacrifice, "......" damn, retarded.
In the future, who will say that the IQ of a person in love is zero, and this seat will be two big slaps to slap this fool to death, obviously it is negative! Negative! Negative!
But at this time, the priest hurriedly said, "Mmmm, then I won't talk about it for now, save it for another time, or I won't want to hear it next time if I listen to it too much this time." ”
Yo~ Ji Lincheng is still very pleased, after so long, the priest finally said something he agreed with, so he nodded, "Okay." ”
Huh~ I just want to burn a high incense for God and be grateful to the world.
Jing Wuya smiled too exaggeratedly, Ji Lincheng reached behind him with one hand to wrap around his waist, and the other hand on his chest to give him relief.
Jing Wuya felt that he really couldn't stop laughing, and Ji Lincheng slapped his arm a few times.
Ji Lincheng looked at his exaggerated appearance and was a little worried, "Okay, okay, don't laugh." ”
Then he began to complain again, "You see, it has made people like this. ”
"......" sacrificed that he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he broke out, "Ji Lincheng, you eat too much and don't digest it, where are people laughing at that joke, obviously laughing at you for being too stupid, okay?" Silly short. After scolding, he felt afraid, so he quickly escaped in Ji Lincheng's consciousness and sank into the depths.
Ji Lincheng had an indifferent face, gave Jing Wuya a careful breath, and asked softly, "Wuya, the jokes are not funny, I am more ...... Funny? ”
Jing Wuya wiped his tears and nodded. "Hahaha...... You idiot. ”
"......" has a feeling called lifelessness, lifelessness.