crossing yin and yang

Chapter 97

It’s because the chef’s skills are limited, and the taste of the dinner is very average. Fortunately, neither of them was picky. The tortoise master regained his previous energy, his appetite was so good, he killed a large bowl of shrimp meat in one go, and he was still dead. Beggars ask for more small fish.Looking at the way this guy eats, Wei Yang finally feels relieved, maybe the effect of the formation has passed, and the domineering Tai Yan pattern on its shell is also slowly fading, and most of the ink dots have been integrated into it. In the reddish-brown carapace, only some edges and corners remained on it, which looked like an attack of nail rot. Of course, Wei Yang dared not say this to the master.

After eating, the little celestial master did not continue to draw the soul-fixing talisman. Instead, he opened his backpack and sorted out his tools for removing evil spirits. Most of the copper coins he bought before have been used up, and a lot of dead jade has been used up. Fortunately, Director Sun got it. There are still red salt and Hongwu money left, which makes the things in the bag look less shabby.But these are still secondary. After a month of wear and tear, the yellow paper used to draw the talisman is about to bottom out. This is a major matter related to the solid soul talisman. Wei Yang frowned: "Brother Qi, is this yellow paper special? ? Do you want to buy some more?"

Zhang Xiuqi shook his head silently: "Uncle bought it, it's not available outside."

Yellow watch paper is not like cinnabar, you can grind and blend it by yourself. The paper used for drawing talismans has always been made by special craftsmanship and purchased through special channels, not from stores outside.Of course, ordinary yellow paper can also be used, but the affinity for spells is much lower. This kind of slight difference may be the difference between life and death when it comes to fighting skills.Although Zhang Xiuqi can adjust cinnabar, he has no idea where to buy talisman paper, so he can only stare blankly.

Wei Yang couldn't help sighing. It seems that Mr. Zeng himself didn't expect to be hunted down, but since the number of talismans is limited, why should he be thinking about going back?Now that the person surnamed Xu has also been killed by them, perhaps the pressure on Mr. Zeng will be relieved a lot, maybe he will be back in two days...

Mr. Zeng will be back soon.As soon as this idea came up, Wei Yang felt a little unspeakable. Of course he hoped that this elder could come back, and it would be best if he could bring back Brother Qi's Heavenly Soul, but if Mr. Zeng came back, would Brother Qi come back again? Remember those "uncle won't let" things?What would Mr. Zeng think of their relationship?At the beginning, the little celestial master was deposited with him, and he didn't think it was for him to guard and steal.

Looking at the little celestial master who was squatting on the ground sorting the package, Wei Yang suddenly remembered the soft kiss in the corridor, did his brother Qi understand the meaning of the kiss?

As if inspired by something inexplicable, Wei Yang swallowed his saliva lightly: "Brother Qi, let me rub your back when you take a bath, we should take a good bath after we have been out for so long, and you The injury on the shoulder, I don’t know if it is cracked today, I think it’s better to be careful..."

His words were full of weakness and concealment, as well as unknown desires, but Zhang Xiuqi didn't understand at all, he just raised his head and glanced at Wei Yang with some doubts, as if wondering why his voice was trembling.But just like any time before, he nodded: "Okay."

With this answer, Wei Yang suddenly became restless. This was not like any other time before. He was really impure and wanted to try the reaction of the little celestial master secretly, but facing such a soul-lost person, such a The mind is still out of bounds, and it cannot be called upright.However, knowing that he was terribly dirty, he still couldn't stop, both because of desire and fear.

Amid such anxiety, time flew by so fast. When Zhang Xiuqi finished packing up the things at hand and stood up, Wei Yang's throat obviously rolled, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.

As if a little strange about his reaction, Zhang Xiuqi asked, "Taking a bath?"

"Yes, take a bath!" Facing those clear eyes, Wei Yang's palms were almost sweaty, but he smiled and said those two words firmly.

After getting an affirmative answer, the little celestial master didn't hesitate, and walked to the bathroom, but Wei Yang was stunned for a few seconds before following the other party's footsteps.

The space in the bathroom is still so small, before Zhang Xiuqi walked in, Wei Yang had already rushed in and squeezed in: "Brother Qi, let me adjust the hot water, I don't know how the water temperature is today..."

He was looking for something to say, but Zhang Xiuqi didn't notice anything wrong, instead he began to take off his clothes very seriously, maybe it was also cultivated by a set of routines, he also took off his clothes in order, starting from the top, every He took off one piece and hung it on the clothes hook by the door. After a while, he was completely naked and stood in the middle of the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water has already sounded, but Wei Yang couldn't take his eyes away, and looked greedily at everything in front of him, until Zhang Xiuqi walked in front of him very naturally, stretched out his hand and touched his wet face. Hair: "Yangyang, your clothes are wet."

Of course Wei Yang knew that his clothes were wet, but what was more annoying than the wet clothes was the stuff churning inside him. He swallowed his saliva dryly. He walked to the side and took off his half-wet shirt, hesitating for a moment. In the end, he didn't take off his pants, but rolled up his trouser legs.He took another towel from the side, walked back to Zhang Xiuqi, and said in a low voice, "Turn around, and I'll wipe your back."

This was not in line with Zhang Xiuqi's usual bathing sequence, but he still turned around obediently, exposing his back.On his broad shoulder and back, there was a fresh wound still glowing reddish. It was the wound he suffered in the old house before. The battle in the afternoon really caused the wound to crack a little, and there were some undetectable red marks. Wei Yang's heart trembled, he lifted the towel, and gently wiped the nearby skin. His movements were very gentle, not like a bath, but rather provocative, with a kind of tenderness and comfort that is hard to describe.It seems that Zhang Xiuqi is not used to this kind of touch. Zhang Xiuqi's shoulders tightened, and his muscle lines became more and more obvious. The warm water poured down from the top of his head, slid across his shoulders, and dripped down the towel, almost melting them together. One.

Wei Yang didn't dare to stop the movements of his hands. He was afraid that once he stopped, he would be unable to resist doing other things, but no matter how much he lingered, there was only a small space on his back. After a few minutes, it seemed to feel like it was wiped clean. Zhang Xiuqi hesitated for a moment, turned around and grabbed Wei Yang's arm holding the towel: "I'll help you."

This was not in line with Zhang Xiuqi's usual bathing sequence, but he still turned around obediently, exposing his back.On his broad shoulder and back, there is a fresh wound still glowing reddish. This is the wound he suffered in the old house before. When he dealt with the traffickers in the afternoon, the wound really opened up a little, and some undetectable bloodshots appeared. Wei Yang's heart trembled, he raised the towel, and gently wiped the nearby skin. His movements were very gentle, not quite like taking a bath, but rather provocative, with a kind of tenderness and stubbornness that is hard to describe.

As if he was not used to this kind of touch, Zhang Xiuqi's shoulders tightened, and his muscle lines became more and more clear. The warm water stream slanted down from the top of his head, passed over his shoulders, and rolled down the towel to the ground, almost killing them. into one.

Wei Yang didn't dare to stop the movement of his hands, he was afraid that once he stopped, he would be uncontrollable to do other things, but no matter how much he lingered, there was only a small spot on his back, and after a few minutes, he felt as if he had wiped his hands. Cleaned up, Zhang Xiuqi didn't obediently obey, turned around and grabbed Wei Yang's arm holding the towel: "I'll help you."

This moment was caught off guard, Wei Yang froze in place, the bathroom was too small, and the two of them were similar in stature, this turn around almost made them stick to each other, the deliberately opened distance disappeared again, even holding each other. The hand on his arm revealed a scorching temperature.The water poured down endlessly, wet the little Tianshi's soft black hair, his black eyes were so bright, with a strange concentration, the steaming mist softened his too cold face, and there was even a mischievous look The water marks across the lips, making the lips look soft and rosy, inviting to kiss.

Wei Yang tried to refuse this temptation, but failed.

The towel slipped to the ground, and his fingers were inserted into the black hair. He leaned forward and kissed the opponent's lips fiercely. Zhang Xiuqi couldn't stabilize his figure with such force that he couldn't help but slammed backwards until His back was completely glued to the cold tiles.

That kiss was passionate, full of desire and urgency, Zhang Xiuqi was in a daze for a second, as if he didn't know why this happened, but he didn't froze for too long, the strange heat that had been wandering in his body seemed to suddenly find Opening the outlet to vent, he opened his lips, kissed back, and wrapped his palms around Wei Yang's waist, trying to pull him closer to him.The hot and humid skin of the two of them stuck together, just like their warm and moist lips.

There is the lingering sound of water in his ears, rushing non-stop, with a sense of warmth, and some more subtle sounds, from intertwined lips and tongues and low snorts, Wei Yang felt that he was about to burn, so he didn't take it off. His trousers were completely wet, and they were tightly tied to his crotch, squeezing the hardened part, which made his movements even crazier.

Hastily tore off the button of his trousers, Wei Yang grasped Zhang Xiuqi's waist with his hands, wanting to have a closer intimate contact, but when he inserted his thigh between the man's legs, his sanity returned for a moment, and the two of them were too close together now. It's getting closer, every inch of the reaction is intuitive, but at the same time as his desire is bursting, the thing parked between the little celestial master's legs does not show any signs of awakening. He can kiss with the same enthusiasm, but he has never produced even a kiss. A hint of real libido.

This cognition is like a basin of cold water, Wei Yang suddenly stopped the kiss, struggled to distance himself, seemed to be startled by this movement, Zhang Xiuqi not only did not let him go, but hugged him tightly with both hands The tip of his nose rubbed against his ears, unable to tell whether he was expressing intimacy or asking for another passionate kiss, Wei Yang swallowed hard and coughed lightly: "Brother Qi, you, you... don't you have any other feelings?" ?”

Zhang Xiuqi obviously didn't understand the meaning of these words, he just rubbed his wet hair, then as if he remembered something, he pulled Wei Yang's pants with his hand: "It's wet, take it off."

The slender fingers could barely touch the abdomen, Wei Yang felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, took a light breath, pressed his backhand on Zhang Xiuqi's flat abdominal muscles, and added with some hesitation: "Brother Qi, yours, there is no Do you feel a little bit?"

Zhang Xiuqi muttered vaguely, and replied in a low voice: "Suoyang."

"What?" Being pestered by his naked sweetheart, Wei Yang couldn't help but repeat himself.

"The boy has a lot of yang, my uncle said, that's fine." Zhang Xiuqi stretched out his hand, and gently pressed Wei Yang's crotch as if imitating, "You're going to vent your yang."

This press made Wei Yang almost gasp, he couldn't help grabbing the disturbed palm, and after closing his eyes, he managed to understand the meaning of the other's words.In Taoist practice, ejaculation does have the meaning of releasing yang. The real "boy" is not a virgin, but a young child who has never ejaculated. The child body with the most yang energy.And Zhang Xiuqi's statement just confirmed that he is a real "boy" who has never given up on himself.

But how is this possible?This kind of thing is not something that can be controlled by oneself, there must be nocturnal emissions after adulthood, right?Could it be one of the aftereffects of losing the soul of the sky... At this moment, Wei Yang didn't know how to react. It was the first time he realized that what he was facing was a real blank slate, and he It is tempting the person to break through boundaries and sink into true desire.

There was something pounding in his head, Wei Yang couldn't tell whether it was shame or annoyance or something else, but he finally took the hand that was pressing on his lower abdomen, and brought it down slowly, To cover the desire to get an erection.That hand was as hot as every inch of skin on the little Tianshi's body, with a boiling heat, he taught him to hold that thing.

"Yes, Brother Qi, I want to vent..." His throat kept trembling, Wei Yang leaned over again, and kissed the man's thin lips.

Zhang Xiuqi didn't refuse, whether it was kissing or comforting, he learned as fast as before, rubbing the firm utensil with callused hands, every touch, every movement made Wei Yang tremble uncontrollably, in his arms The tip of the tongue in his mouth became more and more dexterous, as if exploring every inch of the mucous membrane in his mouth, dancing with the tip of his tongue.I don't know when the hot water started to become cold, but Wei Yang's body seemed to be on fire. The two of them were so close that even the skin felt autosensitivity, and there was longing in that intimate touch.He didn't want to let this man go, no matter what method he used!

With a muffled groan, Wei Yang confessed in the palm of the hand below him, and the sticky liquid splashed on the other's slender fingers.Zhang Xiuqi seemed to pause for a moment, then stretched out his hand again, brushing Wei Yang's wet hair: "Yangyang, are you okay?"

Taoist practice pays attention to refining and transforming qi, restoring essence and invigorating the brain. In Zhang Xiuqi's perception, venting yang does not seem to be a very good thing, and it is likely to harm the body.Wei Yang has already leaned over and gently kissed the other party's lips, that kiss was almost pure, after such a carnal affair.

"I'm fine. Brother Qi, don't leave me, don't go away with your uncle, we can get back your Heavenly Soul, and then continue this, I will let you know how good it is..."

The small words were submerged in the intermittent kisses, and the little bit of wet and slippery liquid was washed away by the current and disappeared between the palms of the two.