Zhou Zhai, when he was a child, Zhou Yang's wife was wearing pajamas, with a high-end mask on her face, holding a golden cat in her arms, snuggling up on the sofa in the living room and looking at the large-screen TV hanging on the wall, which was playing a vulgar blind date variety show, her eyes were looking at TV, but she looked a little dazed, she didn't watch TV, and she didn't know what to do, a person who sold herself for money, no matter how rich she was in life, but mentally she was always empty and lonely.

The mask is almost dry, what should I do? What are you going to do when you go to bed and wake up too early? She sat up boredly, touched the hair of the golden silk cat in her arms, and couldn't help but sigh, at this time, Ding Dong! The doorbell rang outside the door, she looked at her watch, who would come at this time?

But finally something has been done, isn't it? She put on slippers, tore off the mask on her face and walked to the door, looked out along the cat's eyes, her eyes suddenly brightened, she never thought that there would be such a handsome and beautiful young man standing at the door, the young man was in his early twenties, wearing a well-fitting black casual suit, well-groomed hair, white face, with an aristocratic temperament, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was smiling, and a dimple was obviously exposed on his right cheek, which was really a man who would make any woman go crazy when she saw it.

Such a handsome man, but not as weak as a beautiful man, on the contrary, you can feel the powerful aura he carries, that is a kind of arrogance, looking down on all living beings calmly, to put it mildly, the man in front of him can satisfy the fantasies of all women in the world, all the stars in TV and movies are compared with him, he is a turtle, and he is the real male god!

With a glance in the cat's eyes, Zhou Yang's wife was already speechless, and she didn't know what to do. The man outside the door seemed to know her presence, and asked in a gentle tone, "Excuse me, is there anyone in the house?" ”

"Yes...... Someone! Her voice suddenly became hoarse, and she herself was startled, and she hurriedly opened the door, without asking who the man was, and what he was for. She was fascinated, and the moment the door opened, she was lost again when she saw the man in real sight. Lost in the tenderness with which the man gave her a gentle glance.

She looked at the man in a daze, and the man walked in softly and whispered to her, "Are you willing to be my slave girl?" ”

The moonlight outside is reflected on the man's body, and it is integrated with the whole world, so harmonious and natural. The man with an aura of mystery seemed to be a king from time immemorial, gently asking her concubine a ridiculous question. At this moment, he was the god in her mind. Only God can be so perfect.

"I do!" She replied softly, and the man smiled, picked up her beautiful face, and said to her gently, "You go to the kitchen and get the sharpest knife, I have a use." ”

"Yes, my master. I'm going now, please don't leave......" She suddenly burst into tears, because the world's attachment to her made him her master, and she was even more afraid that the master would leave.

"I'm not leaving. Just go! Still soft words, Zhou Yang's wife obediently walked into the kitchen, there was only one thought in her mind, the master wanted to find the sharpest knife, she took off all the knives on the knife rack, and gently slashed on her legs, until she found the knife she thought was the sharpest, and couldn't wait to return to the man's side.

She raised her knife in front of the man with a divine gesture, but the man just smiled at her and said, "You are really my good slave girl, I don't need it for the time being, you take it first and take me to Zhou Yang." ”

So she took her master into Zhou Yang's bedroom, Zhou Yang's voice was loud, like a sleeping fat pig, looking at Zhou Yang's unbearable appearance, she pursed her lips in disgust, and didn't understand how she could follow him for so long.

The man picked up a wooden chair in the bedroom, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said to her, "Help me wake him up!" ”

Zhou Yang's wife suddenly lifted the quilt covered by Zhou Yang, slapped him in the face, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Get up, my master told you to get up!" ”

The sudden blow made Zhou Yang wake up suddenly, and in a daze, he saw his wife carrying a sharp watermelon knife in her hand, glared at him angrily, and couldn't help but be stunned, and asked, "What are you crazy about!" ”

"She's not crazy, I made her wake you up." The man's voice is still so gentle, it sounds like a night breeze caressing his body, which makes people can't help but fall into it, Zhou Yang woke up, saw the man on the chair, was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Who are you?" Why will it be in my house? ”

"He's my master, you fat pig!" Zhou Yang's wife shouted sharply, shouting that Zhou Yang's eardrums hurt, and even the man couldn't help frowning, and whispered to her: "Come here, kneel down beside me, don't shout again, if I don't let you speak, you can't speak, remember?" ”

"Remember, my master." Zhou Yang's wife obediently walked to the man's feet, knelt down gently, leaned her head on the man's lap, and the man's hand gently stroked her long dark hair, just like the golden cat she had just stroked in her arms, she was actually just a pet in the man's hands, no, she wasn't even a pet, just a slave girl.

Anyone who is suddenly awakened from a deep slumber will have a little bit of a brain that can't turn for a while, whether he is a master or an ordinary person, not to mention that there is such a strange scene in front of him, is it a dream? Zhou Yang pinched his arm, it hurt! What he saw was really happening.

His wife was teased, it was unbearable for a man, and Zhou Yang was no exception, he suddenly jumped up and threw himself at the man, but there was a trance in front of him, and the strength of his whole body disappeared instantly, and then he saw that he was still on the bed, and he didn't move at all.

Zhou Yang is not an ordinary person, he knows that Lu Dao has fallen into evil magic, but what evil magic can be evil to this point? He struggled to move, but found that his whole body seemed to be bound by invisible ropes, and he couldn't even move his fingers, the situation was like a ghost pressing the bed, but his consciousness was extremely clear, and he finally couldn't help asking: "Who are you, why do you have to embarrass me?" ”

"My name is Night, of course I'm looking for you. However, it can't be said that I want to embarrass you, because you are me, and I am you, right? Do you take a closer look? The man's words were still soft, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and with the slightest movement of the corners of his mouth, his entire face changed in a trance, Zhou Yang looked at it, and his whole body trembled like a sieve.

What did he see? He saw another self, an identical self, nose, eyebrows, eyes...... Even the pajamas he was wearing were exactly the same, and his wife didn't feel it, her head was tilted on the man's lap, her eyes closed, and her expression was extremely satisfied and sweet.

Zhou Yang was scared, the reason for his fear was unknown, he was not a nameless, famous, prestigious, and had his own set of occult arts, well-informed, but he couldn't even see what methods men used, such evil and terrifying spells, the seamless use of swaying, was definitely not something he could resist, let alone offend, he relented, and said in a pleading tone: "I have no grievances with Mr., what does Mr. command, just say, as long as Zhou can do it, a definition is not avoidable, Please don't embarrass me and my wife, sir. ”

"It's not good for me to embarrass you, as long as you do me a small favor, I promise that neither you nor your wife will remember today's events, just treat it as a spring dream, and there will be no trace of the past." The man said softly, and took out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket, on ordinary A4 paper, with a strange brush drawn.

The reason why it is strange is that there is a neat and transparent red sharp edge at the tip of the brush head, which is obviously carved from a piece of red jade, and there are two seal characters engraved on it.

Zhou Yang didn't say anything, and the man said another name in his mouth, Zhou Shi, hearing this name, Zhou Yang thought it was his relative, but the man told him that Zhou Shi was the owner of this brush, and what he asked him to do was to use the brush on the painting and this name to find out where the brush was.

Isn't it embarrassing to have only one drawing, one name, to find out where a strange brush is? But he had no choice, and after decades of immersion in easy learning, he still came up with a way, and it took two hours to get a vague direction, about twenty miles to the southwest.

Although it was only a vague direction, it took Zhou Yang a lot of attention, the man knew that he couldn't squeeze anything anymore, touched Zhou Yang's wife's hair, and stood up gently, but she suddenly stiffened, her eyes widened, and she didn't move, Zhou Yang hurriedly went to help his wife, but found that no matter how hard he tried, his wife seemed to be welded to the ground and couldn't move.

Zhou Yang couldn't bear it any longer, pulled a small vajra from his chest, grabbed it in his hand, and shouted to the man: "You said to let us go, why don't you count?" What kind of magic did you use on my wife? ”

The man shook his head and said softly: "The vajra in your hand doesn't work for me, now, do you feel that your head is so itchy?" The itch is unbearable, and I want to cut him off to see why it is so itchy? Hold your hands, what are you waiting for? ”

The man's words were very light, Zhou Yang felt that his head was really itchy, the itch was unbearable, he picked up the watermelon knife in his wife's hand, stood up straight, reversed the blade, and cut his neck...... (To be continued......)