Chapter 37 Qi Meng His Master
The man in black pinched the young man's chin, bent down and kissed his lips and tongue.
The young man struggled a little and was pushed onto the bed. The man in black dropped his sword and knelt down on him.
The young man had no way to avoid it, so he raised his hand and pressed it on his chest, pushing the man in black back.
The man in black looked into his eyes, sneered briefly, and stroked the corner of his eye: "I was only away for a few days, and you are disobedient again, brother?"
After saying that, the man pulled off his belt, tied the young man's hands tightly behind his back, and bent down to kiss his ear.
“…You are so outrageous!”
The young man moved his lips and finally spoke.
His voice was very hoarse, like a hook soaked in honey, falling into the ear, lightly hooking the heart's itch. It was completely different from the voice that Yue Ji was familiar with, which was always clear and smiling.
The man in black exhaled hot air and raised his hand slightly. The curtains moved automatically without wind and fell down layer by layer, blocking out the spring light in the room.
His hand caressed the young man's lower abdomen through his clothes, his palms were covered with calluses, and he whispered, "I've been thinking about you these past few days when I went out, but on my way back, someone tried to kill me under the pretext of saving you... It really ruined my mood."
"Who killed you?" The young man frowned slightly.
Yue Ji couldn't see the figures clearly, so he quietly moved closer while listening to them talking.
The man played with the young man's belt and asked casually, "What's his name... Xie Tang? Or Xie Di?"
"Xie Tang?" The young man raised his eyes suddenly, and his tone became tense: "You killed her?!"
A pale ankle with a dark red scar just stretched out from the bed curtain and was immediately dragged back.
"How dare I kill my senior brother's old friend?"
The man in black responded in a sarcastic tone, holding the ankle, narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "I let him go... but I'm not very happy. I don't know how to control my strength now. You'd better not make me angry, okay?"
The young man stopped struggling, turned his head away without saying a word, and was pinched by the waist and pushed back into the quilt.
Yue Ji couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly reached out to lift the bed curtain.
——Then he watched his hand pass through.
He withdrew his hand in astonishment, looked over and over, and found that he seemed to have no substance and was not noticed by the two people in front of him.
In that case... the young man's heart moved, and he simply stopped hesitating and walked straight through the bed curtain.
The man in black was touching the young man's face, carefully observing his changing demeanor, and said in a playful tone, "Brother, how many people have you been kind to? You are so ostentatious, it makes people unable to forget you."
The young man coughed a few times and said bitterly: "Yue Ji, I have already paid off what I owe you...I paid it off a long time ago!"
Upon hearing the name, Yue Ji was stunned.
He stared at the man in black in disbelief, trying hard to make out his outline.
My heart skipped a few beats. Besides being shocked, I also felt a sense of realization that this was exactly what I expected.
——It was indeed him!
Yes, besides him, who else could easily enter his dream, and who else dared to... be so presumptuous to the master?
"You said you would pay it off?"
Yue Ji sneered repeatedly, grabbed the young man's wrist, and pressed it hard against his chest, "Brother, listen - this place was pierced by your sword. Who did it force itself to survive for? Guess?"
Without waiting for the young man to answer, he pulled his hand to his neck again, bit the young man's fingertips, and said with hatred: "And here, I was almost cut by my brother's sword... I almost bled out, but I didn't die."
He raised his eyes, his eyes were full of dark currents: "Is it a pity?"
The young man's fingers were curled up due to being bitten, and his belt was pulled off roughly with a "swish", and his hands were twisted and pushed to the top of his head.
The clothes were opened wide, revealing the tenderness beneath the robe. The young man didn't know whether he was angry or embarrassed, his eyes turned red, and he closed his eyes and opened them quickly: "Yes! I wanted to take your life at that time! Now you want to pursue it, one life for one life, why do you have to humiliate me every day?"
"Humiliation?"
Yue Ji's breathing became heavy, and he chuckled. He rested his chin on the young man's warm neck, and kept looking at him: "Brother's spiritual roots, if I hadn't nurtured them with my heart and blood, would have been ruined long ago, wouldn't it?"
He suddenly cut his palm, and blood dripped through his fingers, flowing down the young man's fair skin, cruelly and beautifully.
"Why are you hiding?" He grabbed the young man's waist, his fingertips sinking deep into the soft flesh: "When you stabbed me back then, you didn't show any mercy."
The young man was powerless and struggled in vain like a dying fish. He fell on the couch with a slight gasp and let him fall on top of him.
Yue Ji's voice suddenly became much gentler, and he gently rubbed his cheek with his fingertips: "Brother, I want it."
The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, swept across the palm of "Yue Ji", and closed his eyes again without saying a word.
He lowered his head resignedly and slowly relaxed his body meekly.
It means tacit consent.
Yue Ji, who was standing aside, had already stood there in a daze.
He stared blankly at the entangled figures on the couch, his mouth dry and his palms hot.
...So, he actually had such thoughts about his master?
If there really comes a day like that...
Will he do the same and take the master who belongs to him alone...completely for himself?
The young man's heart suddenly began to hang in his arms, his ears felt burning, his heart was beating fast, and even his breathing became cautious.
He lowered his head, unable to explain why he had such a ridiculous dream.
——If he really did that, would the master be angry and expel him from the sect?
...Or will you be like the person in front of you, and condone his insolence to a certain extent?
Just thinking about this, Yue Ji felt as if the blood in his body was burning, so hot that he almost lost control. But when he looked up again, the two people in front of him had disappeared, leaving only a familiar silhouette.
Qi Qing sat on the edge of the bed with her back to him. Her usually tightly tied high ponytail fell down, revealing a section of her jade-white neck half-covered.
The young man's clothes were tied loosely, and the shape of his butterfly bones was vaguely visible.
Sensing his presence, Qi Qing leaned slightly to the side and asked softly, "Are you back?"
“…Master.”
Yue Ji's voice was slightly hoarse, and he looked away awkwardly, almost not daring to look directly at the person in front of him.
Qi Qing didn't seem to notice his abnormality. He stretched out his hand towards him and said softly, "Come here."
A warm fragrance entered his nose. Qi Qing's body was filled with warmth from his body temperature. It was hard to tell what the specific fragrance was, but it smelled good.
Yue Ji falls asleep every night smelling this scent, but today he suddenly feels it is special.
The scent didn't change, it was his heart that changed.
Qi Qing's clothes were slightly open, her eyes were smiling, and she called the boy's name softly, her voice was incredibly gentle: "Yue Ji."
"come over."
Yue Ji's Adam's apple rolled, and after a long while, he finally walked towards him step by step.
…
Qi Qing was sleeping soundly, and in a daze, he suddenly felt something rubbing against him from behind.
He didn't take it seriously at first and reflexively moved to the inside of the bed, but the man kept chasing him, with his hot body and hot lips sticking to his tailbone.
Qi Qing, half asleep and half awake, also felt something was wrong, raised his hand and pushed it, subconsciously saying: "Yue Ji..."
The person behind him not only did not move away, but instead moved even closer.
Qi Qing was too lazy to open his eyes. He continued to push him against his head and muttered, "If you feel itchy, go take a shower."
The subconscious mind cannot deceive people. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He frowned and opened his eyelids, and suddenly he felt a vague warmth in his lower back.
Qi Qing was stunned for a moment, then reached out his hand slowly and touched——
My fingertips touched something.
He opened his eyes wide, his brain shutting down.
Qi Qing sat up abruptly and looked back in disbelief.
...Wait a minute, that's not right.
He was stunned for several seconds before he came to his senses. Now his mind was completely clear. He took a deep breath, grabbed the boy and shook him, saying, "Yue Ji, Yue Ji!"
The brat actually rubbed against him...
Qi Qing's ears were burning, and he felt angry, amused, and at the same time, a bit of inexplicable embarrassment. He took off his clothes, and his lower back was soaked with water, so it was obvious that he couldn't wear it anymore.
Yue Ji slowly opened his eyes, his cheeks slightly red, with a hint of satisfaction hidden in his eyes.
Then he met Qi Qing's expressionless face - and some suspicious marks on his hand.
The boy's face suddenly turned red, he lowered his eyes guiltily, and whispered: "Master..."
Unexpectedly, Qi Qing didn't scold him or tell him to get out. He just glared at him for a long time, then snorted coldly, got out of bed, and said, "Wash yourself!"
Yue Ji froze in place, staring at the underwear thrown on the bed by the young man. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he heard Qi Qing's footsteps completely disappear outside the door.
——Fortunately, Master doesn’t know… He must not know…
Yue Ji gently picked up the snow-white undershirt, which still retained the warmth and scent of another person.
He hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering, and then he buried his face in his eyes as his eyes gradually became hot.
…
The wind before dawn was a little chilly. Qi Qing stood outside in the breeze for a while, and his anger gradually subsided.
He rubbed his forehead to comfort himself: Considering his age, it is normal for Yue Ji to have such a reaction for the first time.
Just not towards him.
No, we must sleep in separate beds this time when we go back.
How could such a big disciple sleep on the same bed with his master all day? The house should also be divided, no, just build another courtyard and let Yue Ji move in.
He frowned and pondered, and before he knew it, the sky had brightened and a servant from the City Lord's Mansion came to him.
The servant asked respectfully, "Dear guest, the Alchemy Association just sent a message saying that the winner of this conference will be announced at the Alchemy Academy in three days. I wonder if you can come and attend?"
Qi Qing was slightly surprised that the Alchemy Association was quite efficient. He nodded in agreement and went to the scene early on the third day.
In the past two days, he deliberately avoided Yue Ji, but the young man was not shameless at all and was as stubborn as a donkey. He insisted that Qi Qing explain clearly the reason for sleeping in separate beds. Then he pretended not to hear the explanation and kept crawling into Qi Qing's bed in the middle of the night.
When he kicked the man off the bed for the third time, Qi Qing had a terrible headache. He just hoped to finish this matter quickly and bring Yue Ji back to Tiandu Sect to correct him.
If it really doesn't work, it would be nice to let the old monster take it away.
Unfortunately, things went against one's wishes. Until the day of the award ceremony, the old monster had not shown up. It seemed that he had lost the interest in Yue Ji in the original work, and completely cut off Qi Qing's idea of delivering the goods to his door.
At noon, all the contestants arrived. The president of the association stroked his long beard and exchanged greetings for a while, then finally unfolded the scroll in his hand.
"The champion of this alchemy conference is..." He dragged out the tone, looking at Miao Zheng for a while, then at Yue Ji, whetting everyone's appetite.
"Master and Disciple Track, Tiandu Sect contestants: Qi Qing, Yue Ji!"
Qi Qing had never thought that there would be a day when he could benefit from being an apprentice and become a boss. Listening to the congratulations from people around him, he stood up awkwardly and bowed.
"Fellow Daoist Qi, why don't you come up and share with us your experience in alchemy?" The president tried to add fuel to the fire.
Qi Qing choked. Which of the alchemists present didn't know that he was the one who was carried away? How could he have any experience to share?
He was about to decline, but then he changed his mind and thought - isn't this a great opportunity for Long Aotian to become famous?
So he immediately changed his words: "As for my experience... of course I have it, but not everyone can listen to it. My disciple has learned all my true teachings, so let him tell you."
The president turned to Yue Ji obediently. The young man said nothing, but just looked at Qi Qing quietly.
Qi Qing tilted his head and pretended to study the teacup on the table. He knew in his heart that he was still upset about being kicked last night, but he said nothing.
Fortunately, the boy stared for two seconds, then stood up decisively and walked onto the stage.
His expression was indifferent and he said calmly: "First of all, this leader wants to thank my master."
So sensible?
The young man was delighted and quietly raised his eyes, then he heard him continue: "Without him, my pressure would probably be reduced by half."
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