Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 100 Humiliation Nightmare

He was really merciless, pain and shame came to my heart at the same time, since I woke up to now, I have been held in the palm of a group of people all day long, where did I receive this kind of insult, I was so angry that I cursed with the only movable mouth in my body , "You ghost is so unreasonable. You don't want to give you an umbrella during the day, but you will show your prestige at night? Come down for me if you have the ability!"

But he didn't hit the aggressive method at all, instead, the slap became more and more intense. My eyes were red with pain, but I couldn't open them. Flooding tears could only overflow from the corners of my eyes, but they were cut off halfway. The tip of my tongue was cold, making me shiver slightly.

Jing Nian maliciously seized this opening, and continued to sneak in from the position just now, because he wanted to save trouble, after taking a bath, he only put on a thin gauze dress, and it was rolled up to his waist in a few strokes.The back is unobstructed.

He was like a skilled butcher checking the meat on the chopping board. After kneading it for a long time, I gritted my teeth and didn't make a sound. The temperature control system was overcorrected.It wasn't enough for the cold to dissipate, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on the back, as if he had long been used to the touch of these hands, and even expected more.

It's just that he lived up to my expectations and quickly replaced his hands with teeth, deliberately leaving a mark of pain.

During the movement, his black hair scattered on my cheeks, and the cold fragrance in the room became stronger several times for a while.

I was turned over in a dazed state.

He seemed to be scrutinizing my face, and his next movements were much softer.

Just in the wrong order.

How can it be...from the feet up...

And there is no left or right preference, and they are treated equally.

The muscles in the legs of the bionic man, which were designed to be extremely symmetrical, began to twitch and convulse, like two chopsticks that were roughly torn apart.

Jing Nian's icy breath lingered here all the way, staying for a long time, until I couldn't resist the teasing and surrender, he reluctantly moved closer to my lips.

After realizing the other party's malicious intentions, I gritted my teeth in resistance.

However, he had expected it a long time ago, and he pinched the swollen place that was slapped hard. The soreness and numbness made me relax for a while, the defense line collapsed, and I was forced to taste the new taste of electrolyte.

Humiliated and scared, I finally couldn't be more stubborn, sobbing loudly.

"Why... why did you do this to me..."

Jing Nian's cold voice finally resounded, even colder than the echo from the deep sea. The cold fragrance in his nose suddenly turned into a viscous smell of blood, enveloping the whole room like the air of a long rainy season, and the blood fell drop by drop on my restless On trembling eyelids.

He said: "This sentence should ask yourself, what have you done to me?"

"What have I done to you?"

I don't know, can't remember at all.

He turned me back on my stomach again.

The torture didn’t end until dawn. When the first light came in in the morning, Jing Nian also disappeared. I opened my eyes dully, and saw that the pillowcase was full of tears. Besides, the sheets were clean, and no one left behind. under the traces.

Everything about last night was as unreal as a dream.

I wiped my face with the back of my hand. I didn’t know when the quilt was kicked to the ground, so I groped for the gauze to cover my body, but when I moved my body, I found that the gauze was crumpled into a ball, blocking the venting. excessive place.

My brain froze for a few seconds, and my face turned pale.

It's a real ghost press.

How on earth did he follow?

I turned over a student uniform and put it on to avoid being seen by others, but I missed the breakfast time. Sanyi opened the door and came in. He saw me struggling with the knotted belt and came to help me.

Seeing the warmth between his brows, and thinking about what happened last night, I inevitably feel a little guilty.

I'm an unfaithful bad robot.

After fastening the belt, San saw that I was still depressed, so he asked why.

Facing the person with the highest authority, I subconsciously spoke the truth.

"Ghost press..."

"what?"

"No...it's not...it's a nightmare."

He laughed and said, "Nightmare? You don't seem to have the dream function anymore, how do you dream?"

I scratched my head and hesitated, "I don't know either."

He approached suddenly, his eyes swept over my face carefully, and said again: "I always feel that Xiaojiu looks surprisingly good today."

I was shocked, and ran to the mirror to see that my complexion was rosy, and even my skin looked much more delicate, as if I had received some kind of nourishment, and it was not a bad dream plagued by nightmares at all.

Logically speaking, there is no way to quibble, but I was worried that San would really see something, so I insisted: "Anyway, I did it!"

He couldn't resist me, so he had to give in and said, "Nightmare haunts are usually caused by evil spirits. If so, Xiaojiu should go to the temple to worship Buddha."

It was exactly what I wanted, and I was promised, so I happily visited the temple at the foot of the mountain again.

As the largest temple with a radius of hundreds of miles, it is already full of pilgrims when the sky is bright.

But today it was exceptionally deserted.

I knocked on the door several times in a row, but no one answered. I couldn't wait, so I pushed the door open and entered.

Still didn't see anyone, only scarecrows scattered all over the place, all of which were props from the Nuo opera performance last night.

The burnt marks of the scarecrow were still there, and it had been tied with ropes again. The black mist floated, and the evil spirit in the temple was terrible.

I slowly raised my head, and saw rows of people nailed to the roof. Although I was only breathing, the devilish energy was constantly pouring out from the seven orifices, and I had lost my mind, laughing at me.

The people from Wuyun Sect arrived immediately, and they were also shocked by the situation in front of them. They said that the temple fair was unprecedentedly grand last night. There were monks walking around in Tianyi City, and they didn't know how the rioters got in.

San saw that I was nervous, thought I was frightened, and comforted me: "It's okay, at best, I'm a somewhat capable demon cultivator, I can't do anything good, and I can catch him within today."

No, it wasn't a demon cultivator, or even a human being.

I was a little weak for a moment, thinking that Jing Nian must have seen the Nuo opera performance at the temple fair, so he was taking revenge on those people who made fun of celebrating his own death.

Like revenge on me.

The Nuo opera performer was rescued from the roof by his disciples and sent for medical treatment. When he reached the door, the man suddenly stopped laughing and spit out a few words intermittently. "Prophecy... Comprehension Continent... Unification..."

I didn't understand, San explained indifferently: "It's nothing, it's an old prophecy from a few years ago, saying that someone will unify the entire Cultivation Continent from the state of several city-states."

"Who is that person?"

"Originally it was me." San Hui dispelled the demon energy, cleared the way for me, and said in a joking tone, "I plan to destroy the Demon Realm and the Human Realm if Xiaojiu still can't be with me this time." borderline."

At that time, the demonic energy raged across the entire continent, and all living things were exhausted, but the ultimate unity was also achieved.

called death.

"Of course, it won't happen now. The wedding will be in three days. After the ceremony, I will leave with a little wine. Everything here is business as usual. We can do whatever we want, and it has nothing to do with us."

I bit my lip, still didn't express my guess, and followed him out of the temple.

This day is still wandering aimlessly in Tianyi City, it is the end of autumn, although the shadow of winter has not been seen yet, every household has already started brewing Dongyang wine.

Youdao means that Yang Qi rises after the winter solstice, and drinking it can warm the stomach and strengthen the spleen.

There is a saying: the name of winter wine is Gao Shiyuebai, please see the firewood hanging on the eaves.For a while, the taste is discussed with wine, and I don't like the round navel but only the tip.

Tuan navel and Jian navel refer to crabs, perhaps considering that we will not stay here until the winter solstice, so San bought a pot to keep the restaurant warm, and prepared cooked crab paste to go with the wine, and taste it with me .

Although the crab paste is delicious, it is a bit greasy. According to my evaluation standard, it is not as good as mutton soup. I picked up the wine cup and poured it, but before I tasted it, half a cup had gone into my stomach.

"You can't drink wine in such a hurry." San corrected lightly, took a sip from my hand, and said, "Speaking of which, since the name of this little wine is called Shijiu, it's an interesting coincidence, why don't you try it?" , see if you can identify what is in this wine?"

"What can there be in wine... Isn't it ethanol?"

"obedient."

I eat soft but not hard, stuck out my tongue, followed his example, took a small sip with my lips, and tasted it carefully on the tip of my tongue.

More than sweet, not spicy enough, neutralizing the fat of the crab paste, and a long aftertaste. I have already drank this sip, but the flavor of the last sip has not been forgotten. I looked up inadvertently and saw the banner of the restaurant that read "Long Love Restaurant" three Character.

Long love, it matches the taste of this wine very well.

"I recognized it, it's made of sweet-scented osmanthus and glutinous rice." I replied.

"Not bad." He praised, "Small wine is too impatient. If you don't know good things, you have to taste it slowly."

I nodded half-understood, with the aroma of wine overflowing, I gradually forgot about the temple, and spent the afternoon leisurely.

It's just that when I went back to the sect at night and heard that the source of the magic energy in the temple hadn't been found yet, I was still a little concerned.

But more worrying things are yet to come.

According to the customs here, in the first three days of the wedding of a Taoist couple, there is a little more attention. First, cleanse the body to remove dirt, second, send invitations to relatives and friends, and third, burn incense to pray for blessings.

What I have to do today is to purify the body, but this cleansing is not an ordinary bath. You can do it by yourself, but it needs the other party to complete it.

The bite marks on my back from last night are still there, because San can check my self-healing records at any time, I was afraid of alarming him, so I just applied the ointment, and naturally it cannot take full effect within half a day.

I didn't feel anything when I sat quietly and tasted wine in the afternoon, but now I can feel the clear touch of them being rubbed by clothes when I walk around.

So, while San was still in the room writing invitations, I stepped into the bath first.

When he came in, I had already hid far away in the corner of the bath, only showing my eyes, and said to him: "I've finished washing."

He actually practiced what he said in the afternoon, and he was not in a hurry for anything. Seeing me like this, he just took it as shyness and didn't doubt it. He said, "Then I'll clean it up for you."

My head shook like a rattle.

"Don't be childish, come out." He smiled and brushed my wet forehead hair aside, and teased, "Your metal head will rust after soaking for a long time."

I struggled for a long time before I said awkwardly, "The light is too bright, it makes me dizzy, turn off the light, and I will come out."

He raised his eyebrows and agreed. Immediately, all the flames in the lamp were extinguished, and only the hazy moonlight could be seen through the door paper.

The hand I placed in his palm suddenly exerted force, and I dragged San into the bathtub, and hurriedly grabbed the edge of the pool to get out.

As soon as one leg was put on, the waist was gently pinched.

San's tone was still very gentle, but what he said made me nervous.

"Xiaojiu usually doesn't like to lie, what happened today?"

I didn't know how to answer, but he waited patiently until after a long time, a voice sounded like a savior outside the door.

"Senior Brother Qi, I didn't fall asleep last night. After thinking about it, I decided to tell you."

I cheered up, quickly agreed, and pulled my other leg out of the bath. During the movement, Sanxu's hand on my waist kept sliding down, without any waves on my face, like a steady hunter, watching with great interest. Watching the prey make ineffective resistance in front of me, and then exerted a sudden force on my ankle, shackling me.

I was forced to sit back by the tub again.

Like Jing Nian, he has a strange obsession with ankles.

Because the light was off, San stayed under the bathtub again, so Qin Simu outside the door saw that I was the only one in the room. Before the door opened, he asked again: "What's wrong with you, Senior Brother Qi? Did you fall?" Is it down? Do you want me to come in and help you?"

San, who was silent for a long time, finally said: "Little wine is exhausted, don't bother him again."

Upon hearing San's voice, Qin Simu couldn't help shivering, and left in a hurry without staying any longer.

After the sound of footsteps disappeared, San let go of my ankles, dried the water stains on me as if nothing had happened, and put on my clothes. In the darkness, those glazed eyes were calm and melancholy.

It's just that the technique is a little heavy. I estimated whether I could find any abnormalities in my body by touching without turning on the light, so I obediently followed his movements and raised my arms.

After he was done, he lit the wick and asked leisurely, "What does Qin Simu want to tell you?"

I said nothing.

"Since Xiaojiu doesn't say anything, I'll go ask him."

I naturally know that the "ask" he said is definitely not as simple as a few words. I don't want to bring danger to Qin Simu, so I can only continue to lie in a hurry: "It's nothing, maybe I've been hearing about it for the past two days. Many people died in Yancheng, and they thought about it every day and dreamed at night, so when I dreamed that there was a ghost asking for my life, I wanted to ask him if there was any medicine in the alchemy room that could stop the nightmare, and what he wanted to tell me was It's just a prescription."

He stared at me for a while, and actually believed this clumsy lie, and asked with concern: "Is Xiaojiu afraid in the dream?"

"Yeah." I nodded, and suddenly thought that maybe the two of us would sleep together without ghosts pressing the bed, so I asked, "Can you stay with me tonight?"