Hibernation, hidden beads, underwater palace.

Yan Jinhua is really scared.

He was lying on his buttocks on the cold floor of the Bright Moon Building, grunting and grunting from the pain of the caning.

No one sent him medicine to treat his injuries, and the elixir Duan Shujue fed him was just a way to hang on to his life.

During his imprisonment, it seems that someone visited him and asked Yan Jinhua some questions, such as where his hometown was and how he had taken over Yan Jinhua's body, and so on.

Yan Jinhua didn't dare to do anything wrong, he confessed everything in one go.

He wept bitterly and kowtowed bitterly, just like Ye Jiming who came to Jingxu Peak step by step to beg for Duan Shujue's corpse.

He confessed everything, confessed that he was transported here, and said that this is actually a book, and you and I are both people in the book, and I had no choice but to be arranged to take away my body, and I never did it on purpose.

This day on a foot, a foot on the ground, but it is to come to the questioning of people to get confused, had to put his "nonsense" one by one note, intends to go back to report back to the red cloud son.

Just a few steps away from Yan Jinhua, two transparent data streams floated silently.

001 scratched the back of his head, "As I recall, the one written at the top of our contract is the confidentiality clause, right? 'No disclosure of identity' blah blah blah ......"

"He's broken a lot of rules, not this one." 002 scratched the name "Yan Jinhua" from the display on his arm, and cleanly arranged the unilateral termination of his contract, "Let's go. I have work to take care of."

With that, he grabbed 001, who was planning to pull his feet up and leave, "Where are you going?"

001 is not straight and strong: "Second brother, aren't things all taken care of, the contract with him is going to be dissolved, that system was sent down to deal with the data garbage, and the new staff was sent to deal with the holes he poked in his first two mission worlds ...... I'm going to go look for that system that can play mahjong and make a date with him for a two rounds."

002 said, "Not allowed."

001: "Wow, are you my boss or am I your boss."

002 held up his glasses, "For every thirty applications you process, I'll play a round with you."

001's eyes lit up, "Twenty."

002: "Forty."

001: "Twenty-five."

002: "Fifty."

001: "...... Okay, count your blessings, thirty."

As the two masses of data flow into the air and dissipate into nothingness, the remaining data page in front of Yan Jinhua completely disappeared.

In the original world, Yan Jinhua died suddenly, and the system took his soul and programmed it into the database to pull in some laborers, so as long as he works properly and completes the world line, the system will give him a chance to come back to life.

I didn't expect to pick up a piece of trash and come back, lost count.

But it's a good thing they stopped in time and didn't cause more trouble.

002 thought as he did.

After bringing 001 back to the space, in order to prevent escape, 002 will take him to handcuffs and lock him in front of the desk, and then folded back a trip to take some medication for jellyfish toxin, took a bag and hung it on the top of the pine tree at the head of the peak of the back of the head of the peak, and pressed one hand on the chest and bowed to the pine tree.

After doing so, 002 called up the memo, scratched a line on the line "Apologize to the system that was mistakenly captured", declared that one of the daily tasks was completed, and then disappeared into the late night between the pine sea.

Since the last time someone came to interrogate them, it's been a few more days of inactivity.

Yan Jinhua, hungry, thirsty, drowsy, only feel that he is dead.

But who knows, half a month later, he was actually transported off the Bright Moon Building and thrown off the mountain.

Greed is indeed a sin, but in terms of its behavior, it did not cause any substantial evil, and to kill a defenseless mortal, Chiyunzi felt dirty hands and dirty heart, so after asking the real Yan Jinhua's opinion, decided to expel him from the mountain gate.

When Su Yun heard the news, he was quite a bit upset, "On what grounds? He has been occupying his second senior brother's body for many years, is he just going to let it go?"

Su Yun was extremely disgusted with Yan Jinhua, and was not happy with him at all. Now that he learns that someone else has taken over Yan Jinhua's nest, and that he has wronged the real Fei Xian for so many years, he feels guilty, and simply takes on the responsibility of taking care of Yan Jinhua.

Yan Jinhua closed his eyes and said, "How could he die so easily?"

Su Yun: "Huh?"

Yan Jinhua gulped down a mouthful of medicine and looked indifferent, "Killing him will give him a pain in the ass instead. He is not a person of this world, drive him out of the mountain and see how he earns a living."

Su Yun is a bit dull.

Heavy to get body, Yan Jinhua mentality calm a lot, now see this once always with "himself" to start a verbal dispute with the senior brother, but also up some flirtation heart: "How, the fourth senior brother is not allowed to senior brother this kind of retaliation back?"

Su Yun hurriedly denied it, "No. As long as senior brother can get out of breath, it's fine."

Yan Jinhua smiled and gathered the covers together, "Medicine."

Su Yun then fed Yan Jinhua a spoonful of the medicine warmed in his palm.

There was no fluctuation in the Jingxu Peak because of the departure of the fake "Yan Jinhua", many people thought he was dead, thrown out of the mountain gate with a roll of mats and died without a sound.

Yet Yan Jinhua's growing remorse proves that he is still alive somewhere in the world.

The days seemed to go by as usual, but Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying now had to make several trips to the Lord's storehouse each day to choose what to exchange for their remorse.

Because Yan Jinhua's remorse value could be generated anytime, anywhere, the two of them were like a pair of braves guarding a money-printing machine, and basically had no difficulty in making choices, although there were occasional disagreements.

At one point, Chi Xiaochi stood in front of a card set and wouldn't leave.

He said, "I'm this close to a premium card in my whole set."

Lou Ying looked at the card specializing in treating ovarian cysts in women and said helplessly, "What are you cashing this for, didn't you talk about cashing that game console last time."

Chi Xiaochi, a chronic collector with an acute attack of collectability, said, "This set of cards has a nice pattern. Besides, it's just one more to go."

Lou Ying: "Just to get a set together?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Uh-huh."

Lou Ying: "You're happy with a set?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Uh-huh."

Lou Ying then raised his hand and tapped the redemption button, transforming the card that lay high above into a stream of stars and incorporating it into the duo's warehouse.

Chi Xiaochi casually said, "Thank you, Daddy."

Lou Ying laughed and gently hooked the tip of Chi Xiaochi's nose with his fingers in a place where Chi Xiaochi could not see, as a punishment.

Whirling around, he coughed softly, purposely keeping his voice low, but couldn't suppress the indulgence in his words, "Come along, my little friend."

Chi Xiaochi just got away with it.

With hindsight, he felt quite unimpressed.

How many years have passed, why is he still unchanged in his vices, always capricious in front of Lou.

The more you live, the more you go back, yuck.

However, he is still quite happy about the card collection, only that when he went back to look through the card collection, his mind was filled with the sound of "little friend", so he could not help but be distracted, and there were even two occasions when Yan Jinhua's remorse value almost reached 200, which can be said to be very unintentional.

They cashed in the card that Chi Xiaochi would never use in a lifetime, waited two more days, and finally got what they wanted, redeeming the brand new vintage red-and-white machine two days later, intending to put it in the space between the two of them.

Duan Shujue, who was infected by the duo's desire to shop, also made up his mind and intended to concentrate on his side business, and informed Lou Chi and the duo of his idea in detail.

The mission could end at any time, and with the duo about to leave, some finishing touches will need to be put in place.

After recovering from his injuries, Wen Yujing resigned from Red Cloud, saying that he wanted to go out for a trip to cultivate his own way, and Duan Shujue went out with him, but he might not go with him.

His own return date has not yet been determined, if Shu Jie turns back to Jingxu Peak, please also ask senior brother to take care of it for him.

Chi Yunzi heart quite reluctant, but since it is for the cultivation of things, he did not intend to stop, only repeatedly explained Wen Yujing to pay attention to safety, do not get hurt again.

Duan Shujue and Wen Yujing went down the mountain together, carrying their swords, and traveled over a dozen great rivers and streams, one to enjoy the scenery, and the other to assist Duan Shujue in fulfilling his last wish.

A few months later, everything happened.

The day Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying left, Duan Shujue's ambitious project was completed.

He drew up a letter, called for a small fish by the river, told it to carry the letter to Ye Jiming, and went back to the inn and lay down in his bed.

He has long been prepared for the parting, but when it comes to the parting, it is still the tip of the heart, hard to hide the sadness.

Duan Shujue solemnly wrote on his sash, "Gentlemen, take care of yourself."

Wen Yujing stayed by his bedside, stroked his forehead, and whispered for Chi Xiaochi, "The mountains are high and the waters are far away, so I will see you again."

Duan Shujue closed his eyes.

Wen Yujing got up, walked out, and covered the door for him.

Outside, it was just a moist spring drizzle, which covered the town on the East China Sea with a layer of clear and washable water mist.

On his side were the townspeople running to avoid the rain, while Wen Yujing slowly opened his turquoise-colored ink carp umbrella, as if sharing an umbrella, his floating figure dissipated step by step between the fog.

A few days later, Duan Shujue, whose fever had subsided, met with Ye Jiming in a small mountain forest with clear waters.

After the hibernation, the weather is warming up, and the mountains are bustling with the sound of insects.

When Ye Jiming received his letter, he knew that the pair of living treasures had already left, and rushed to the appointed place, where he saw Duan Shujue's back under a tree from afar.

He wore a delicate green jade hair crown, ponytail combed very high, hair band moving in the wind, a veil rubbing the blue garment was blown by the wind, hooked out of his tall emaciated figure, one hand behind his back, such as his waist in the stone in the sword general clean, by the sword and people, are first-class gentleman material.

He's concentrating on a pierced pangolin.

Ye Jiming laughs: silly.

He quickly stepped forward and pounced straight onto Duan Shujue's back, the fish scale bracelet he wore on his wrist rustling delicately, "Wooden Fish!"

Turning his face sideways, Ye Jiming was in a better mood when he saw the snake tooth necklace he wore around his neck.

Duan Shujue held his leg back and said, "There you are."

...... This is a tone that belongs uniquely to Duan Shujue, the eyes of Duan Shujue, not Chi Xiaochi.

On the other hand, Ye Jiming was slightly disappointed to see the guy who had already left.

It's hard not to regret the loss of a good friend to talk to about anything and everything.

But right now, it was his little fish that mattered most.

Ye Jiming pinched his chin and looked at him indulgently, "You don't look too good. What's the matter? Have you gotten sick from missing Benjun?"

Duan Shujue politely, "Brother Ye please respect yourself, do not ......"

The more he talked about self-respect, the more interesting Ye Jiming felt, hooking his neck and not letting go, deliberately rubbing half of his face against him, "Daoist Duan, you said, 'Do not want' what? Brother Ye is listening."

The black serpentine scales of the swastika flowed under his eyes, slightly rough to the touch as they rubbed against his face, but marvelous to the touch.

Initially, Ye Jiming just want to tease the fish, after all, not seen for many days, do not know what this dead fish in the busy, really called him miss tight, who want to rub and play for a while, Ye Jiming will feel the body gradually hot, but more and more refused to let go of the surnamed Duan.

At the beginning of spring, snakes are prone to love, and it is normal for them to do something wild.

"Ha." He gently nipped onto Duan Shujue's ear bone with his sharp teeth and bit down with a bit of brute force, "Unluckily, Daoist Duan, you've been entangled by this snake of mine."

Duan Shujue's cheeks were slightly red, and his words were quite helpless: "If you are pestered, then you are pestered, do you still need to discuss it with me."

Ye Jiming loves his reluctant accent.

Relying on his soft body, his feet did not touch the ground, he turned to Duan Shujue's front, rode on his waist, relying on his height advantage, forcing him to look up at himself: "Wooden fish, I miss you."

Duan Shujue tilted his head back to look at him, reaching out to clasp his waist for fear he'd slip, "Me too."

Ye Jiming was sweating a bit and his voice was muffled, "...... thought about it for many, many years."

Duan Shujue dignifiedly said, "So does Duan."

Ye Jiming said, "I want you."

Duan Shujue says, "Me too."

In a few short words, the two reached a tacit agreement.

Ye Jiming hugged Duan Shujue's face and kissed him from a high place.

Duan Shujue stepped forward and pushed him into a tree.

Unlike Ye Jiming's light smell of smoke, Duan Shujue is covered with elegant sandalwood incense, a natural sense of distance, as if the inviolable general, Ye Jiming can easily bully him, such a feeling of coolness called him to think about it and feel tingling in the back of the spine, more and more kissed oblivious to forget, and would like to swallow the fish open-mouthed, placed in the belly of the storage, no one to see it good.

Gradually, however, Ye Jiming felt that something was wrong.

Duan Shujue calmly and gently stripped and drew on the chi around his body again, his fingertips holding, if anything, the seven inches of his waist and abdomen, pressing rhythmically.

Fang Cai Most of the tingling sensation in his body came from this.

His original terrain advantage actually gradually disappeared, the lips and teeth to attack the city, replaced by the opposite side of the seemingly dignified and reserved dead wooden fish.

Ye Jiming grunted twice, being kissed comfortably and uneasily, he pushed Duan Shujue's shoulder with both hands, but he was shocked to find that the skinny arm was actually very strong, letting him push back and holding the side of the tree, not moving at all.

The pangolin watched the action for a while, saw the situation and sneaked out of the hole he had made.

Ye Jiming seven inches stimulated, half of the body lying on Duan Shujue body, waist more and more straight up, was kissed to the tears down, the throat can not help but let out a broken whimper.

When he couldn't stand it anymore, he injected paralyzing venom into his teeth, intending to spray Duan Shujue halfway across his body, but unexpectedly, the tip of Duan Shujue's warm and soft tongue gently hooked and blocked his venomous capsule in an unbiased manner.

That poisonous cavity is the hidden place in his mouth, the most can not be lightly touched, Ye Jiming blurred ah, the voice was also Duan Shujue swallowed all.

It was only when Ye Jiming had been tossed and tossed to the point where he had no energy left, and was "ha, ha" panting on Duan Shujue's shoulder, that Duan Shujue loosened his lips, and with flushed cheeks, warmly explained, "I took the antidote to the poison pill before I came here. "

Ye Jiming : "......"

This killer fish!!!

Ye Jiming's head exploded when he felt Duan Shujue holding him by the waist, trying to undo his belt.

Ye Jiming, angry and aggrieved, weakly yelled, "Do you decent people still take off people's pants?!"

Duan Shujue thought for a moment and ripped his pants from it.

Ye Jiming : "......"

Duan Shujue leaned into his ear and slowly explained, "Mr. Ji once taught me to act decisively, to do what I want to do, and not to waste time by delaying."

Ye Jiming really wanted to spray his face with venom, but that wave of venom had just been forced down, and it was not that easy to regenerate the venom.

Duan Shujue looked up at him, the snake-tooth necklace around his neck wobbling slightly, his cheeks slightly flushed but focused enough to look at him like he was waiting for a nod.

The look immediately made Ye Jiming's heart crisp up, and he inclined his face, cursed fiercely, and closed his eyes in acquiescence.

He repented for his soft heart.

He cursed for the next full half day.

In fact, he is not so angry, just scolded out of inertia, but surnamed paragraph really hateful, will press him in the tree, high up, not allowed him to feet on the ground, a hundred bullying not to mention, more annoying is that this sinful black hearted fish also do not ask him to scold a painful, biased in the most comfortable time he stopped the action, no matter how his own disk in his waist long legs pinch how to rely on dillydallying, have refused to move the slightest bit more, stroked his own lips and said, "I am a good friend. Ye brother, please repair the mouth.

Ye Jiming felt like he was being pissed off.

By the time he woke up again, it was nearly dusk.

He crouched on Duan Shujue's back, while Duan Shujue carried him to the tidal sea, walking solo all the way along the coastal reef as if coming to show him the sea.

Ye Jiming was furious as he fixed his eyes on it.

I don't have an inch, only loosely draped with an outer robe and cloak, but that surname Duan is polite, the hair crown is correct, the hair is taken care of meticulously, the end is a well-dressed Sven Gong Zi.

Ye Jiming moved, grimacing with difficulty.

I've suffered such a great deal, and you actually took the time to go and freshen up?

In his anger, he reached out and yanked off the crown of his hair.

Duan Shujue was startled, but didn't really care about the pain in his scalp and his hair being messed up, "Brother Ye is awake?"

Ye Jiming was so angry that he didn't want to talk, grabbed the crown of his hair and hugged him hard from behind.

Duan Shujue returned to the gentle Duan Shujue, Fang Cai's dictatorial demeanor seemed to have never existed: "Accompany me on a trip to the sea, okay?"

...... Shut your mouth. Don't you know what you're doing when you're up and down?

Ye Jiming secretly circled his neck tightly while fuming in his heart.

I've died with you once, where else can I go.

He said, "Waste no words. Lead the way."

Saying that, he put Duan Shujue's hair crown on his own head and rested his chin on Duan Shujue's collarbone, gritting his teeth and having a hard time suppressing his reminiscences.

Walking up to a reef, Duan Shujue said, "Down there."

Ye Jiming: "Uh-huh."

After Duan Shujue leapt into the water, he transformed into the form of a shark, his streamlined silver-white tail cutting a line of unmarked ripples in the water, silently breaking through the sea pressure and diving deeper and faster.

Since snakes can swim, and with Duan Shujue with him, Ye Jiming did not feel any discomfort, but only wondered why Duan Shujue suddenly took himself into the water.

Is it possible that you want to bring him to meet his family?

But he, like himself, had long been without relatives, and where else but with each other could there be any dear ones?

In the middle of Ye Jiming's thoughts, he was already brought to a coral bush by Duan Shujue.

Duan Shujue reemerged with his feet and stepped on top of the soft seabed.

What's wrong with ...... here?

He asked, "Duan, what's your game?"

As he spoke, his wrist was grabbed by Duan Shujue.

Duan Shujue twisted back half his face.

Between the reflecting seawater, his black and blue pupils are clearly recognizable, contrasting with Ye Jiming's golden pupils, one calm, the other fiery.

Duan Shujue said softly, "Brother Ye, do you still remember what I said when I gifted you this fish scale bracelet?"

Ye Jiming certainly remembers.

At first, I disliked the fish scale skewer for being vulgar and petty, but Duan Shujue said that he could trade it with him for a good thing later on.

...... But he thought it was just a casual pretense on the part of this fish.

Duan Shujue could not help but gently catch Ye Jiming's hand and send it forward, touching a thin wall of seawater in front of him with that string of fish scales.

In an instant, Duan Shujue's original formation dissipated like a cloud, creating a mirage-like spectacle.

In the clumps of blue coral, there is a magnificent water palace standing between them, on which, light gold silk tulle flow, silver-white shark beads embedded wall for the lamp, everything is dazzling brilliant, quite Ye Jiming Zhang Yang aesthetic.

Every lamp, every corridor pillar, was extremely similar to the cave Ye Jiming had laid down in Ba Shu in his previous life.

The name of the house was inscribed by Duan Shujue himself.

"Hidden Pearls".

If Shizun Wen created a peak for Mr. Ji, why couldn't he create a worldly realm for Ye Jiming?

The shark beads he sobbed out were exchanged for carloads of silver, enabling him to build this underwater palace.

Over the years, all the treasures that Mr. Chi had helped him obtain were stored here, enough to feed an extravagant little black snake.

Today, he's going to send his greatest treasure into it.

Ye Jiming suddenly felt his eyes burning and lowered his head to take a hard bite of the fish ear, "This is mine?"

"Yours."

"You've been planning this for a long time, yes or no?" Ye Jiming's heart beat fiercely, "You think you can bribe this king with this? Make me not remember today's revenge?!"

Duan Shujue sniffed, turned around, backhanded Ye Jiming's waist, came to his ear, and said bluntly, "Just want to give you a home. If you guys want to hold a grudge, let's go into the house, you slowly curse, I slowly listen, okay?"

Ye Jiming stopped talking and thought angrily, Dead wood fish, huh.

Just as the two were joining hands and diving into their secret underwater realm together, in an unnamed town not far from the East China Sea, a cripple was nestled in a corner, devouring the cold steamed buns he had just begged for.

After devouring all the crumbs, he walked out of the narrow alley with straight eyes and ran forward again, mad and limping.

Where is he going.

No one knows, not even himself.