Chapter 23
Tang An fell asleep while crying.
Chi Ying sat at the head of the bed motionless for a long time. After suddenly turning into a dog, his IQ also dropped.
During this period of time, no matter how hard he racked his brains, he could not find a way to survive.
How could a normal person turn into a dog?
Did it all start with the little Taoist priest's nonsense about his past and present lives, or did it start with him and Tang An's decision to divorce?
Chi Ying couldn't understand.
Assuming that people really have past lives, what exactly happened between him and Tang An that not only could they continue their relationship in this life, but also end up in such an absurd situation?
The next morning, at seven o'clock sharp.
Chi Ying transformed back into human form in the dim light of dawn on time.
He ignored his tired body and pulled up Tang An, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed since waking up in the middle of the night with bruises under his eyes. He said, "That little brother just sent a message. The stone has been moved and we can leave at noon."
Tang An's lifeless eyes suddenly lit up: "Not even three days!"
Chi Ying touched his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "That's not the point."
Tang An insisted: "I thought about it last night. This Shenshan tribe is very similar to what Senior Su He told me before."
Chi Ying said sourly: "Why are you still thinking about him so late at night?"
Tang An grabbed his hand and said, "There's a mountain!"
Chi Ying: "Is there a temple in the mountains?"
Tang An: "No, this mountain is exactly the same as the photo Su He showed me before!"
Chi Ying placed her hand on the man's forehead, her voice filled with subtle worry: "Are you sick?"
Tang An took his hand away: "I didn't think much of it at first. There are so many mountains, nothing special. But I had a dream about mountains last night, and it suddenly reminded me of it."
Tang An was immersed in his own world.
Chi Ying's brows knitted tighter and tighter, and he pinched the man's face to signal him to look at him: "Are you crazy?"
Tang An's eyes were bloodshot: "I'm not crazy."
Chi Ying: "What mountain? What did you dream about last night?"
Tang An's long eyelashes trembled slightly: "I dreamed about my past life."
Without saying anything, Chi Ying slapped him on the forehead: "Wake up."
Tang An was not annoyed, but said with a detached look: "Do you know why you turned into a dog in this life?"
Chi Ying: “…Why?”
Tang An: "In your previous life, you were a scumbag."
Chi Ying: “…”
Tang An looked at the person silently for a few seconds, pushed him away, got out of bed and put on his shoes.
Chi Ying was in a trance for a while.
After a long while, he said, "Are you serious?"
Tang An put on his shoes and stood up, looking straight at him with a complicated expression: "Fake."
Chi Ying: “…”
Tang An walked straight to the door: "Hurry up and pack up, I'll wait for you outside."
The dream was very vague, and the memory of the man in blue was intermittent. After waking up, the name that impressed him most was Xiaoqi.
Xiao Qi is a madman who likes to turn people into sticks. Ironically, his crazy and twisted face is exactly the same as Chi Ying's.
And he was the unlucky guy who had his limbs cut off one by one by Xiao Qi and was stuffed into the jar.
This was the fate between him and Chi Ying in his previous life.
That’s what the dream said.
Ten minutes later, the two changed into the clothes prepared by Xiaoyu and blended into the bustling crowd.
Next to them were Roy and He Chenzhou, who were also rumored to be attending.
Chi Ying caught sight of them and recalled the heroic deeds of the two enemies who had come to his house one after another last night. He immediately brought up the matter and said in a chilling voice just loud enough for the other party to hear, "I thought I could drink in Mr. He's wedding wine today, what a pity."
He Chenzhou paused, sneered, and calmly countered: "Boss Chi, you're joking. Judging from the situation yesterday, I thought I could drink in your wedding wine."
The air between the two of them instantly dropped to freezing point.
Chi Ying raised an eyebrow and said with a forced smile, "It can't be helped. My husband is very possessive and jealous, unlike the one in Boss He's family, who is very open-minded and broad-minded."
He glanced at Roy meaningfully.
He Chenzhou's face darkened slightly, and his voice grew colder. "To be open-minded is a good quality, in my opinion. It's better than some people who, because they lack abilities, treat the whole world as an imaginary enemy and bark like a mad dog all day long. It must be very difficult to live with such people, right?"
When he said the last sentence, his gaze turned to Tang An, with just a hint of pity.
It hits me right in the heart.
Chi Ying's anger suddenly rose: "It's better than falling in love with every woman you meet. He's obviously a promiscuous person, but he's willing to play some open-ended game with the other person. It must be more painful inside. If my lover did this, I..."
Amidst the exclamations of the crowd, a fierce fist suddenly struck Chi Ying's face without any warning, at an astonishing speed.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and he instinctively leaned back, narrowly avoiding it by just brushing the tip of his nose.
He Chenzhou wanted to continue, but Roy hugged his waist tightly from behind.
"He Chenzhou, are you ashamed of yourself?!"
This rebuke, which was filled with real emotion, was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing most of He Chenzhou's anger.
His tense body stiffened, his clenched fists slowly loosened, and he breathed calmly, "This bastard..."
On the other side, Tang An quickly grabbed Chi Ying by the back of his collar and dragged him backwards, gnashing his teeth and whispering in his ear, "You'll be poisoned to death by your own mouth sooner or later!"
Chi Ying stiffened his neck and said, "I clearly praised you."
Tang An: “…”
One word of praise is equivalent to ten words of criticism.
Even when Guo Degang comes, he has to call you Grandmaster!
At this moment, a low and distant bell sound came from afar, penetrating the noisy voices.
The ceremony is about to begin.
Tang An noticed that the crowd around him who had wanted to watch the show began to rush towards the direction of the bell.
He was stunned and unconsciously let go of the other person's collar: "It seems to have begun."
Chi Ying thought that Tang An was attracted by the festival and was eager to join in the fun.
He glanced coldly at He Chenzhou who was being held tightly by Roy, and silently provoked him through the crowd with his mouth: Fuck You.
He Chenzhou responded with a perfect smile and mouthed: I'm at your service anytime.
Putting aside those old grudges, such as once treating He Chenzhou as an imaginary rival in love, he just disliked the other person deep down.
Just like there can't be two tigers in one mountain, two equally strong and self-respecting men are destined to not be able to coexist peacefully in the same space.
Chi Ying took a few quick steps to catch up with Tang An, her arm possessively wrapped around his waist, still brooding over the previous conflict: "I really hate that guy from the bottom of my heart."
Being friends? Lack of trust.
To be enemies? That seems like an exaggeration.
This kind of relationship that is neither up nor down is extremely awkward.
Tang An absentmindedly replied, "...You might just be jealous."
Chi Ying's mouth twitched, as if his tail had been stepped on: "Huh? Why should I be jealous of him?"
Just at this moment, a few leaves floated from nowhere, swirling and slowly falling in front of Tang An's eyes.
He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and one of the peculiarly shaped purple leaves actually rested steadily on his slightly cool palm.
Chi Ying waited for a long time but didn't hear any answer. He turned around and found that Tang An had stopped again at some point and was staring at the leaf in his palm, as if it was some rare treasure.
He frowned, raised his hand and brushed away the annoying leaf, then grabbed Tang An's wrist and walked forward with him: "Tell me, what am I jealous of? Am I jealous that he's not as handsome as me, or am I jealous that he doesn't have me..."
The memory fragments in Tang An's mind that were about to be pieced together clearly like reflections in the water were instantly shattered by Chi Ying's rough pull.
A strong feeling of irritation and loss surged in my heart.
He suddenly stopped, looked at Chi Ying's still chattering mouth expressionlessly, and suddenly reached out and pinched his cheek.
Chi Ying: “???”
Tang An released his hand, his tone strangely calm: "He is bigger and thicker than you."
Chi Ying was struck by lightning and instantly petrified: "What did you say???"
Tang An stopped looking at him and turned to join the crowd.
A few seconds later, Chi Ying's angry roar, almost voice-breaking, erupted from behind.
"Tang An, explain it to me clearly! How did you know?! Ah?! When did you know?! Speak a word aaaaaa——"
The angry voice caused echoes in the valley, strangely overlapping with the roar full of deep resentment coming from another time and space, and slamming into Tang An's eardrums.
"you tell me--"
"Have you ever shown me any mercy?!"
Tang An's steps suddenly stopped, and the blood in his body froze instantly.
The scene before me was distorted and peeling like broken glass.
The noisy crowd of Shenshan people disappeared, replaced by a gloomy and silent cliff.
A young man in bloodstained black clothes was carrying a disfigured head and walking towards him step by step.
"Speak up."
"Mute?"
"Oh, our high and mighty Qinglian Immortal Lord is actually a mute?"
The cold, snake-like voice creepily wrapped around Tang An's body.
An emotion of resentment and pain bound his heart like invisible shackles.
"Tang An? Tang An!"
The voice of reality suddenly pulled Tang An back.
Chi Ying's hand gradually enlarged in front of his eyes: "What's wrong with you? Is there something..."
Almost instinctively, Tang An slammed Chi Ying's hand away: "It's okay..."
He resisted the urge to run away, his voice trembling as it came out from between his teeth.
"It was just a ghost in broad daylight."
Chi Ying's eyes were fixed on his bloodless lips, and his brows were furrowed: "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me."
He forcefully stretched out his hand again and covered Tang An's cold forehead, and the skin he touched was covered with cold sweat.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
Morning……
No, it should be that Tang An started to act weird after he suddenly woke up from a nightmare in the middle of last night.
Chi Ying held the other person's hand tightly and quickly glanced around.
Everyone had a smile on their face, and they seemed to be waiting for something.
Chi Ying looked towards the towering mountains hidden in the fog.
Yes.
It's foggy today, so you have to be careful when walking down the mountain.
He comforted the restless Tang An, saying, "We'll leave when it's over."
Tang An slowly looked towards Chi Ying.
Those beautiful eyes that always showed cunning or anger were now filled with emotions that Chi Ying could not understand at all, and they were so heavy that it was frightening.
Suddenly, the other party asked a question without any reason, and his voice was as light as a sigh.
"Do you want to kill me?"
Chi Ying was stunned for a moment, then laughed at his ridiculous question: "Does it count if I want to fuck you to death?"
Hearing this familiar, vulgar answer, Tang An's tense nerves inexplicably relaxed. The corners of his mouth twitched ever so slightly, and he let out a muffled smile: "...Just say it."
How could they be the same person? Dead is dead, how can there be any past or present life?
The beating of drums rang out, and he firmly held Ji Ying's hand.
"Okay, we'll leave when this is over."
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