Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding

  Chapter 195 Tang Yi's Vest

  In the small courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, the roof tiles and windows vibrated slightly.

  Cheng advocated that Lin Yun never let anyone approach this small courtyard since he came back.

  Because he was suffering alone.

   "Yan Lang, do you know how painful I am?"

  In the fat of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva, Liu Yan was swimming, and it could be seen from his pale complexion that his body was being hollowed out.

   "Yan Lang, why don't you speak? That Ling man is too domineering. I only wanted the lives of a hundred soldiers under him, but he rushed into the cave without saying a word and stabbed me many times."

   "If I hadn't run fast, Yan Lang, I wouldn't have seen you."

  Liu Yan's body wriggled along with the fat. He couldn't see the face of Great Joy Bodhisattva, but could only hear the other party's voice.

  After hearing this sentence, he almost vomited blood.

  The one surnamed Ling is really.

  Can't you be more ruthless? Can't this fat pig be slaughtered?

   "Yan Lang, why don't you speak?" Great Joyful Bodhisattva continued to ask.

  As the fat continued to squirm, her tone was already somewhat dissatisfied.

   Liu Yan was covered in sweat, and replied: "It's really hard work for you."

   "Don't work hard, don't work hard, otherwise you and I won't meet again. I thought I was tired of you, but I didn't expect to find that you are the one who can stay by my side at this time."

  The voice of Dahuanxi Bodhisattva is very pleasant, like a little girl acting like a baby. Liu Yan kept taking deep breaths, otherwise he felt that he would faint.

  Now he has not only sweat, but also blood on his body. This time, this woman is more brutal and cruel than before in order to heal her injuries.

   Half an hour later, Liu Yan came out with sloppy footsteps.

  He changed his clothes and left his small courtyard, his legs were shaking.

  He wanted to escape, to poison, to fight back.

  Especially when he heard that the other party was seriously injured that day, his thoughts were particularly strong.

  But in the end he found out that he didn't dare.

   Not at all.

  He knows the consequences of disobedience.

  In those years when he was used as a cauldron by the other party, he made many attempts, but the end result was very miserable.

  Those tragic experiences made him very "good", like a tamed dog, not daring to resist.

  Liu Yan, with sloppy footsteps, came to the hall and saw her son drinking tea there.

  On the day he returned to the city, he gave this kid a good lesson and didn't allow him to go out.

   It can be said that the young master of the city has been locked up.

  Young master saw his father coming, and just wanted to plead for mercy, telling his father not to be angry and let him go, but he only heard a bang, and the sound was clear and crisp.

  Liu Yan slapped her son so hard that the city lord's body spun like a spinning top, smashed the table with a bang, and fell to the ground.

   "Trash, bad star, it's because you don't keep your husband's morals and ruin my family's morality, so I'm so unlucky."

   While talking, the former master of the sect was about to shed tears.

  The young master of the family looked dazed, completely unaware of the heavy pain his father had endured these past few days.

  Ji Que sat in the room, watching "Book of Ren", still struggling to read.

   This is his habit when studying, not only because he likes the feeling of working hard, but also because his heart will be quieter every time this time.

  He is restless today.

   Except for a few lunatics, Juhua Lane is still peaceful and harmonious, and the dishes cooked by my cousin are still delicious.

  Ji Que also enjoyed this almost fairy-like day.

  He intended to come over to see how Tang Yi was doing, and if he was in trouble, he could help.

   After all, he has a few apartments in Rencheng today, and he has the skills of drawing symbols.

  Who would have thought that Tang Yi lived such a leisurely life, could continue to sleep and study, and someone would make food every day, and his uncle, aunt, and cousin were all very kind to him.

  After all this, he was compared to an orphan.

   This is the seventh day of Ji Que's stay here. He originally planned to leave on the fifth day. After all, Tang Yi's life is good and he doesn't need to worry about it. He still has his own affairs to be busy.

  But the roast chicken was too burnt, and his cousin's tofu nao was so delicious, he couldn't resist staying there for a few more days.

  At this time, a gust of cold wind blew, blowing the fallen leaves, and blowing the doors and windows.

  Ji Que put down the "Book of Benevolence", and found that reading the sage book did not stop his inner restlessness.

  It's like a certain aspect of a person's desire, if you don't vent it, you won't become a sage.

   Could it be because he didn't find a good opportunity to strip off Tang Yi's clothes?

  In the past few days, he only found two good opportunities, but Tang Yi's clothes are layer upon layer.

The first time he pretended to fall and tore apart the other party's clothes and trousers. It was done in one go. As a result, this guy still had a very close-fitting little vest. The second time he took advantage of the other party's sleep and wanted to give it to him along Tang Yi's shoulders. One hand pulled out clothes, but he pulled out four clothes in a row, until Tang Yi woke up, but he was still not stripped naked.

  Because behind that little vest, there is another little vest.

  How many vests does this person have?

  At that time Tang Yi looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

  Ji Que could only forcefully explain: "You said in a dream, 'It's so hot!', I think you're sweating, so I can help you."

  After that, Tang Yi seemed to be on guard, and it was even more difficult to strike.

  Ji Que found that he was still not skilled enough in undressing.

In fact, the second time he pulled out his clothes with one hand, he had already used his zhenqi and Tai Chi techniques, and he was not unhappy. He pulled out four of them in less than two seconds, but it was the little one that was close to the body at the end. The vest affected his performance.

  Because he always felt that a little force would hurt Tang Yi, and a little force would not be fast enough.

  In short, he is not proficient in clothes and physical perception, because he hasn't practiced much.

  So at this time, Ji Que has already practiced stripping clothes on himself.

  I saw that he was dressed neatly at this moment, sitting there in a very gentle manner, and at the next moment, only a pair of underpants were left on his whole body.

  He found that **** is actually not difficult, but it is difficult to control the close fit between each person's body and clothes, and he needs to try a few more times, which is why he lost to Tang Yi's little vest.

  Of course, it is easy for him to take off his clothes at present, but putting on clothes is still relatively troublesome.

   This has to be practiced to the level of "hands-on familiarity." It will take a while to practice more.

  After practicing several times, Ji Que found that taking off his clothes was not interesting, so he stopped.

  After that, he found that he had lost one of his clothes.

  That was the clothes he wore yesterday.

  Ji Que is unlucky, he loses all good things, but rarely loses clothes, because his clothes are not expensive.

   This time it was really surprising.

  He always felt that something was wrong, as if he was being targeted by something, but he couldn't tell.

   This can be said to be some kind of premonition of his.

  A woman's sixth sense is always accurate, so what about this man?

  The weather today is the same, gloomy, it is only afternoon, but there is a feeling of nightfall.

  Tang Yi went to his cousin, and he was the only one in the whole courtyard.

  Ji Que was a little irritable because of these worries.

  He looked at the "Book of Ren" again, and then at the comprehension bar.

  He decided to bear it any longer, and if he endured a little more, he would turn red.

  After dark, Tang Yi came back with a basket of rice in his hand.

   Asking him to carry the meal himself, but he was exhausted, and he was almost lying down when eating.

  Ji Que even wondered for a while whether this guy would eat lying down when he was not around, for example, if he put the food on his stomach, he could eat while lying down.

  Tang Yi took a bite of roasted duck, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you feel something is on your mind?"

  Ji Que said: "No, it's just that yesterday's roast chicken was too burnt, and I got a little angry."

  I can't tell you, it has something to do with not taking off your good brother's clothes, right?

  After the meal, Tang Yi said: "You should have a good rest tonight, maybe you won't get angry after sleeping, and I will take you to challenge the 'Ultimate Five-Burst Roasted Chicken'."

  After that, Ji Que really went to sleep, and fell asleep very quickly.

   Unfortunately, he was dreaming.

  He dreamed that in a dark cave, there was a stream of water continuously falling from above, and the stones under his feet were covered with moss.

  He didn't know where it was, so he could only walk in step by step.

  Walking and walking, the space suddenly opened up.

  A clear water pool came into his eyes, and the moonlight reflected in it, like milk.

  Ji Que suddenly slowed down his steps, because he heard some waves rippling.

   Someone is taking a shower.

  He is very good at peeping, but he is an upright gentleman and scholar, and he doesn't look at serious ones.

  But this time, he didn't hold back.

  Because he saw the clothes on the rock.

   is the clothes of Tang Yi.

  Especially those little vests, even if turned to ashes, he would recognize them.

  So he secretly found a good angle and looked into the depths of the pool.

   After that, he saw a figure from behind.

  Ji Que's heartbeat couldn't help but quicken, because it was just the back view, and he already recognized that it was Tang Yi.

  It's just that Tang's clothes are whiter than when he was wearing them, as if they want to blend in with the milky moonlight, and his hair is very soft and falls on his shoulders.

  The next moment, Tang Yi suddenly turned his head and exclaimed: "Pervert! Still watching!"

  Ji Que woke up immediately.

   It turned out to be a dream.

  The moonlight crawled into the house along the window sill, just like in the dream, like milk.

  Ji Que couldn't fall asleep anymore.

  He felt sick.

  Yes, Tang Yi's clothes are like a tempting magic box to him, and he really wants to know what's in the box.

  He suspected that Tang Yi might be a woman, many times, he even had fantasies about Tang Yi's younger sister or older sister.

If Tang Yi is a man (high probability), they can still be brothers, and he will stop his bad thoughts from then on. If Tang Yi is a woman (very flat-chested woman), it just proves that his orientation is normal and there is nothing wrong with it .

  Of course, Tang Yi might be very angry. If she is a woman, but deliberately disguised herself as a man for so long, there must be his reasons.

  But he really didn't want to bear it anymore.

  He needs an answer.

  If Tang Yi is a woman, it means that he has cheated his brother, at least one cannot deceive a good brother.

  He doesn't want to be so unclear anymore, otherwise this will always be his heart disease, making him restless.

   Except for money, he has never been greedy, but this time he couldn't help it.

  He is more restless than before bedtime, and hungrier.

   That psychological hunger.

  He knew that if he didn't know the answer, he would never be able to recover the sage state.

   At this time, his eyes just happened to be on the "Book of Ren".

  If I comprehend the content of "Book of Ren", will I feel better?

   After all, this is the crystallization of the wisdom of sages.

  The night of the full moon, the cold wind blows.

  After the roof tiles of the castellan's bedroom shook for a while, they finally calmed down.

  The door opened with a creak, and then a mass of white fat squeezed out, and the well-packed sandalwood door frame creaked.

   A moment later, a woman like a mountain of meat appeared in the moonlight.

  Her face is still so peaceful and beautiful, with a holy feeling under the moonlight.

  If you only look at the face, this is really a dignified beauty.

  Unfortunately, people can't just look at the face.

  Her body is covered with thick and fatty fat, and there are tufts of grass-like black hairs on the fat. Some of those black hairs are caught in the gaps of the fat, giving people a particularly disgusting feeling.

  No, you just see a piece of meat, a tuft of hair, and you will feel disgust and fear.

  It's like you suddenly saw a big snake's slough, even if the big snake is no longer there, you will still feel fear and nausea.

  Da Huanxi Bodhisattva spent ten days in this room with Cheng Zhang Lin Yun, also known as Liu Yan, the master of the Dingdaomen who kept his name here anonymously, and finally left the door.

  She moved her nose, only feeling that the air was fresh, and she could smell a human scent.

  She can smell the smell of many people, and these smells are basically those who have something to do with her.

  As a Bodhisattva, she naturally has to think about many people to fulfill their wishes.

   This is also the reason why she was able to find Liu Yan smoothly.

  Now, she smells of someone else.

  She had never seen this person with her own eyes, but she remembered the smell through a dead subordinate.

  The one who knocked the head of her disciple into the chest.

  The cause of the incident was that they did not kill all the survivors of the Ling family army. There were still a group of Tu Emperor's people outside that day, which was hard to fly.

   It stands to reason that this pot was carried by the local emperor.

  But it was this man who had a bad plan with another woman, and the Emperor's people took advantage of it to make a deal with her, so that she took the pot.

  Even so, she didn't take it too seriously. Even though the surname Ling is domineering, he dare not come to her lair, right?

  It's a pity that she was wrong. That Ling's behavior was unreasonable, and his strength was unreasonable. He came in with ten knives on his back, chopped melons and vegetables and overturned her disciples, and almost stabbed her to death.

   Fortunately, she escaped and recovered a little here.

  She smelled the human scent in the air, and laughed, and her laughter was nice.

   "I can't get rid of that surnamed Ling, and I can't get rid of you?"

   As she spoke, her figure flickered, and she floated away on the wind.

  Her posture is elegant, like Feng Xu riding the wind, blending with the moonlight.

  It's hard to imagine that a fat woman with a height of two or three floors and piled up with fat can have such a light and agile figure.

  Heizhu City in the night is very quiet, only occasionally there are some candles.

  She floated over the city wall and the bamboo forest, getting closer and closer to the smell.

   And at this moment, she suddenly smelled a strong smell of meat.

   That is the aroma of the little suckling pig being roasted on the charcoal fire and flowing oil.

  For so many days, he only cared about charity and double cultivation, and didn't take care of fasting. Great Joyful Bodhisattva was a little greedy, and leaned towards the place where the smell was.

  She is not in a hurry, because it is like hunting, and she has always been "gentle" with her prey, especially men.

  Good-looking man.

   According to the subordinate who escaped back, he is a good-looking young man.

   Wait until the gluttony is relieved before going to love her.

  She quickly found the source of the smell of roasted pig.

  It was a house with lights on, and more than a dozen little suckling pigs were roasting on the charcoal fire in the yard, while the people inside were still busy, and she could hear the sound of kitchen knives chopping on the meat.

   Really hardworking!

   Great Joyful Bodhisattva thought so, and floated into the courtyard.

  (end of this chapter)