沈清軒其實是有些怕蛇的。這不是什麼大事，有道是一年被蛇咬十年怕井繩，他畢竟有了被蛇一口咬在手腕上半死不活的經歷。但蛇是蛇，伊墨是伊墨，儘管伊墨是蛇妖，沈清軒卻不怕他。畢竟人形的伊墨和那種渾身長滿細小鱗甲的冰冷長蟲完全不可同日而語。所以一直以來，他知道伊墨是蛇妖，也僅限於“知道”而已。直到那天晚上，溫泉裡的伊墨現了原形，沈清軒雖是醉著，卻也唬著了，又不敢撒手，一方面怕伊墨難過，一方面也怕自己溺在水裡，索性摟著那堅硬鱗甲的身子，在隱藏極好的毛骨悚然裡裝困。居然也被他對付過去了。
於是這天早上，在夢魘裡滿身大汗的沈清軒睜開眼看到身上境況時，立刻張大口，幾乎是“啊”的尖叫起來——幾乎，差一點點就叫了。他沒叫出來，也是因為性格使然，骨子裡的壓抑隱忍讓他在音節幾乎發出的第一時間，狠狠地閉上了嘴。當然，他也想起來，此時纏著他的腿、鎖著他的腰、繞著他胸膛、腦袋搭在他鎖骨上正閉著眼偶爾吐出蛇信的傢伙，是伊墨。他以一種麻繩捆綁的姿態，把他狠狠纏著讓他噩夢連連，而後自己睡得很香甜……沈清軒非常生氣。
氣到有一種要把身上這傢伙扯下來剝皮剔骨扔進湯鍋的衝動！——晚上被折騰到半夜，好不容易能睡了卻又因為這個詭異的姿勢，讓他做盡噩夢，醒來還險些被活活嚇死，沈清軒豈能不生氣，他相當生氣。
氣得他揚起手來，劈頭蓋腦地抽過去——手掌就要落下時，卻忽而變緩，緩緩撫摸上那截蛇身，宛如樹葉落在大地上的溫柔動靜。沈清軒到底不捨得真打他，他含在口裡都怕化了他，恨不能拿一身骨血融了他，從此你中有我我中有你才好。可就這麼放過他又委實不解氣，他總是被欺負的那個，這一局面始終不曾改變。沈清軒等了會，伸出了食指，戳了戳，又狠狠戳了戳，繼續戳了戳……戳得蛇頭在他胸前一晃一晃，戳得美夢正酣的伊墨醒過來。
圓溜溜的人眼對上圓溜溜的蛇眼，一人一蛇對視半晌，沈清軒訕訕收回手，“我快喘不過氣了。
那蛇沒張口，沈清軒卻分明聽見伊墨的聲音道：“喘不過氣？一會別求我。”
沈清軒還沒理解過來，身上繩索般捆縛著他的蛇身鬆開了，伊墨頗為悠然地爬過他胸口，一直爬到一旁的枕被上，恢復了人形，繼續睡。
沈清軒在他鬆綁的一瞬間，便感到雙腿傳來的劇烈疼痛，痛得他立時面色慘白，比先前被驚嚇時更甚，豆大的冷汗也自額頭冒出，一粒粒滾下。
疼得這麼劇烈的卻是那已經十幾年沒有知覺的小腿。
伊墨閉著眼看也不看，甚是悠閒地講解：“你那腿壞死了這些年，想要立刻完好如初是不可能的。”
沈清軒掙扎著道：“那剛剛怎麼不痛？”
“我不想讓你痛，你自然不痛。”伊墨淡淡答。
沈清軒一口氣鬱結在胸口，真要被他氣死，怎麼會有這樣的人，不過戳了他幾下，這般記仇！他那表情明明白白，伊墨睜眼見到，真的不悅了，“在你眼裡，我就是這樣？”
沈清軒一聽就知道自己誤解了，但誰讓他說得那麼“欠抽”，加上疼痛難忍，一把抓了伊墨的胳膊，張口就咬上去，腿有多痛，他就咬得有多狠。伊墨抽回手，看著臂上牙印，認真道：“我血裡有毒。”
沈清軒：“……”
等了一會，實在痛得受不了，縮進他懷裡道：“這麼痛，還不如毒死我。”
伊墨拍了拍懷裡的人：“但你對我的毒液已經沒有反應。”
沈清軒：“……”
也不知他們兩個到底誰變成怪物了。
正午天氣炎熱，沈老爺冒著酷暑天氣，在院中行走，庭院回廊、涼亭荷塘一一走過，早些年在外奔波，風寒侵骨，每到寒冷節氣，膝蓋肩頭都會酸痛難忍，這樣的豔陽天，卻能讓他骨頭舒服些。他一直走到沈清軒的南院，本該有僕從迎上來，卻一個也沒有見到。沈老爺覺得有些奇怪，在院門處頓了頓，繞道院牆外，隔著竹林搖影，聽到院中傳來喁喁低語。
“不要你扶，你就會折騰人。”是兒子的聲音。
“……”
“我就不信你不能直接讓我健步如飛。”
沈老爺又湊近了些，這才聽見伊墨的聲音：“你廢了這麼些年，早已筋脈不通，不吃這番苦，就算現在能走了，也只能持續個兩三年，之後腿上仍會得病。”
心中隱約猜到什麼，沈老爺等了會，繞至假山後，墊著腳尖去看，只見那本該癱坐在椅上的兒子，此時扶著伊墨站著，雖是站的不穩，卻也是站著的，兩人都背對著他，而沈清軒跨開了一小步，重心不穩，險些跌倒，被伊墨攔腰抱住，重新站了起來。
伊墨說：“你的腳是擺設麼？”
沈清軒抹了把額上的汗，“我不太會使喚它了。”
“把鞋襪脫了。”
“嗯？”
“脫。”
“我站著怎麼脫？”
伊墨將人扶著坐下，才歎了一句：“小寶都會走了吧。”
沈清軒不忿地橫他一眼，“不要拿我和五個月的小娃比！”
伊墨說：“你還不如他。”
沈清軒無話可說。
沈老爺本來應該走掉或上前去的，可也不知道為什麼，他卻站在原地，只靜靜看著，一動不動。
光腳踩在地上，沈清軒穩了穩身子，又小心翼翼地邁了一步，這回算是把腳找回了一半，雖晃了晃，卻沒摔。伊墨扶著他，又走了幾步，穩當許多，沈清軒露出笑容，“我會走了。”
伊墨評價：“從一個即將三十的人嘴裡聽到這話，奇怪的很。”
沈清軒卻不惱，只瞪他一眼，而後又露出大大的笑容，一把抱住他，“有什麼可奇怪的，你這妖怪虧得活了千年，見識這麼少。”
伊墨說：“腿還疼？”沈清軒說還有些。伊墨直接把懷裡人推開，“那就自己走。”
沈清軒趔趄了幾步，居然站住了，轉過身哼哼：“自己走就自己走。”他光著腳繞著大樹走了幾圈，越走越開心得意。
伊墨問他：“你扶著樹和扶著我有區別麼？”
沈清軒渾然一副死皮賴臉的模樣，調侃著道：“我扶著它，不想抱它，我扶著你，卻總想要美人在懷。”
伊墨一揮手，那棵百年老樹倏忽不見了，沈清軒和他打著語言官司，正洋洋得意，沒料到他會釜底抽薪，當場失衡倒地。形象極其狼狽。
躲在假山後的沈父默默地看著，這是他兒子？這真是那個寡言少語溫謙有禮的沈家大公子？活脫脫一個無賴！
沈清軒自地上爬起，恨恨地拍拍灰塵，低著頭在那失去樹冠遮陰的空地上繼續走。走了一圈又一圈，走得越來越快，越來越快，後來幾乎是跑了，跑得塵土滿面，汗流浹背。伊墨叫停。
沈清軒聞聲停下，笑嘻嘻地看著他。而後眼角突地落下淚來。
天空碧藍如洗，汗珠被豔陽折射出繽紛色彩，他站在伊墨面前，無聲無息，淚流滿面。
伊墨站了片刻，而後伸出手，寬袍大袖，將他擁進懷裡。
伊墨說：“你很髒。”
他說：“嗯。”
伊墨說：“腿還疼？”
他說：“嗯。”
伊墨說：“腿疼是因為不習慣。”
他說：“那怎麼辦？”
伊墨說：“讓它習慣。”
“嗯。嗯？”那你抱我作甚呢？沈清軒不解。
伊墨抱著他一邊往樓中走，一邊淡淡道：“房事可以讓你的筋脈習慣拉伸。”
沈清軒啐他一口，評價：“白晝宣淫。”卻也讓他抱著回房，沒有絲毫異議。
沈爹爹臉上忽紅忽白，格外精彩，且本能的懷疑伊墨用心。怎麼會不懷疑呢？許明世已經說得很明白，他不是人，而是千年修行的妖。如果許明世在撒謊，那沈清軒剛剛的言談裡卻不可能撒謊，所以伊墨是妖。這是確鑿的事實了。而一個道行高深的妖物，怎麼會不知道他的靠近，怎麼會一直無動於衷？所以沈老爺完全肯定，伊墨是知道他在這裡看著的，或許從他靠近庭院開始，伊墨就知道了。
知道，卻避也不避，甚至做出這樣的舉動來。沈老爺真的難以揣測他用心何在。
沈爹爹站在假山後，仰頭看了看天，直到眼前被豔陽刺得白花花一片，才低下頭，看著腳邊石縫裡長出的綠草，看了一會，回過身走出去。他並沒有想好該如何處置這樁事，見到兩人狎昵卻也並無太大驚異，有些事情，一旦放在心上，就會仔細去觀察揣摩，自大年夜過後，他仔細觀察兒子的舉動，並無異常，甚至早飯偶爾談論到伊墨時，也沒有任何跡象表明他們關係不尋常。但總會有些異樣的，譬如每次管家來通報，說伊公子來了，住下了。第二天早飯時，兒子的神情總會多了些倦意。放在以前，沈老爺會以為他們談天熬夜，但如今，他仔細去看，卻在兒子的眉眼中看到了倦怠以外的神情。那是一種饜足後的疲懶，散發著懶洋洋的滿足氣息。三分疲倦，七分滿足。但凡經過人事的成年男子，只用腳趾想，都能想明白那是為什麼。
沈老爺一度很生氣。這樣的傷風敗俗，在沈家從祖上至今從未有過。
氣憤中卻又茫然，那是他親子，看著他長大，從一個活潑少年變成陰鬱成年；看著他活蹦亂跳，而後匿入山林。如今終於回來，留在身邊每日侍奉，打理家中事業，和善溫謙，仿若新生。
看了院中這一幕才知道，這樣的轉變，並不是因為家人給予的關愛，而是一個妖物。
那妖怪讓他的孩子重新言談，再次行走，且在旁倚扶，不曾疏忽。
沈清軒會對著他放肆調笑，也會默默哭泣。
沈老爺想，已經很多年，沒有見到他哭過，哭得像個受盡委屈的小孩。
哭得像個受盡委屈後，終於可以撲在至親之人的懷裡，盡情宣洩的小孩。
沈老爺回到書房，一直坐到天黑。夜幕剛剛落下，窗外風聲開始呼嘯，林木發出“沙沙”聲，黑暗中沈老爺點燃燭臺，燭火搖晃著，還未站穩，忽地來了一陣風從窗櫺穿過，燭火“撲”地滅了。
沈老爺走出門，吩咐僕人丫鬟們關門閉戶，看樣子，這是要下雨了。
夏天的雷陣雨，來的兇猛，去的迅疾，偶爾也會下個幾天幾夜，不足為怪。
只是不知為何，沈老爺覺得今夜的雨有些不同尋常。
炸雷聲聲響徹天際，伴隨著閃電忽而照亮夜空，一次又一次，間隔極短，像是儈子手的屠刀，要劈人似的。
沈清軒此時卻躺在床上，懷裡摟著一條蛇，一條碗口粗的大蛇。
懷抱著大蛇，他看著窗外電閃雷鳴，問：“就這樣？”
大蛇吐了吐信子，“就這樣。”
“那我把你扔到窗外會怎樣？”
“它劈我。”伊墨說：“你要試試嗎？”
沈清軒思索一陣，“那你會被劈死嗎？”
“不會。”伊墨盤起身子，“我只會懶得躲。”
沈清軒呆了呆，“就是說，比起躲來躲去，你更願意被雷劈到元氣大傷？”
伊墨毫不羞愧地承認了。
像是對他的回答非常憤怒似地，就在此時，窗外一道雷光閃過，沈清軒便眼睜睜看著那白天被伊墨變走又變回來的百年老樹，一分為二，從中間剖開。
伊墨也看到了，他歎了口氣，似乎有些不解地自言自語：“不過實話實話，何必這麼生氣。”
沈清軒突然覺得，這蛇妖的性子，除了讓自己生氣外，怕是還有很多不知是人是妖還是仙的傢伙和他一樣生氣的吧？
“你被劈到過嗎？”沈清軒問。
伊墨說：“當然。”
“真的？”
“第一次天劫。”伊墨說。其實被劈中，還是很不舒服的，但那時他剛修成人形，知道天劫將至，彼時身邊太多修煉的同類為了天劫躲來躲去，惶惶不可終日的模樣讓他覺得做妖無趣，索性不躲，盤在樹上。
大約是前來考核妖物的那位第一次見到這樣躲也不躲的妖怪，心中好奇，手下就留了情面。一道雷劈過，樹上盤踞著的蛇就掉在枯木從裡，不曾送命，也未受傷，只是昏迷了幾日，就醒來了。
醒來後像是每一根骨頭都被拆開換了火熱的烙鐵重組過似的，極其不舒服，卻又死不了，那種滋味比想像的更難受，再次天劫，伊墨就不再等雷劈了，天劫來臨前尋個根骨富貴的人家，躲進去也就罷了。
伊墨說：“其實死在劫渡裡的妖類並不多，他們大部分都死在自己手裡，或者死在凡人手裡。”略頓，語氣裡帶了笑意，“就是死在降妖道士和尚手裡的，也比死在天劫中的多，不過大多都是它們自己惹來的。”
沈清軒喃喃地道，“我一直以為天劫是件很可怕的事。”
伊墨說：“能殺死妖怪的，只能是妖怪自己。”
話雖簡單，卻惹人深思。沈清軒抱緊了懷裡的蛇，摸了摸那些冰涼鱗甲，逆著撫摸時掌心像被刀片滑過，頗為疼痛。
這世間大多事，一旦逆行，都會痛的。
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Shen Qingxuan is actually a little afraid of snakes. It’s not a big deal. As the saying goes, if you get bitten by a snake once, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years. After all, he has had the experience of being bitten by a snake on the wrist and being half dead. But a snake is a snake, and Yi Mo is Yi Mo. Although Yi Mo is a snake demon, Shen Qingxuan is not afraid of him. After all, Yi Mo in human form is completely different from that cold long worm covered with tiny scales. So all along, he knew that Yi Mo was a snake demon, but it was limited to “knowing". Until that night, Yi Mo in the hot spring showed his true form. Although Shen Qingxuan was drunk, he was also scared , but he didn’t dare to let go. On the one hand, he was afraid that Yi Mo would be sad, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would drown in the water. He simply hugged the hard scaled body and pretended to be sleepy in the well- hidden horror. He was actually dealt with by him.
So that morning, when Shen Qingxuan, who was sweating all over in a nightmare, opened his eyes and saw the situation, he immediately opened his mouth and screamed “Ah" – almost, he almost screamed. He didn’t scream because of his personality. The repression and forbearance in his bones made him shut his mouth fiercely as soon as the syllables were almost uttered. Of course, he also remembered that the guy who was wrapped around his legs, locked his waist, wrapped around his chest, and rested his head on his collarbone, closing his eyes and occasionally spitting out a snake’s tongue, was Yi Mo. He tied him up tightly with a hemp rope and made him have nightmares, and then he slept soundly… Shen Qingxuan was very angry.
He was so angry that he wanted to tear the thing off his body, peel off its skin and bones, and throw it into the soup pot! —— He was tossed around until midnight, and finally fell asleep, but because of this weird posture, he had nightmares and was almost scared to death when he woke up. How could Shen Qingxuan not be angry? He was very angry.
He was so angry that he raised his hand and hit the snake on the head – when his hand was about to fall, it suddenly slowed down and slowly stroked the snake’s body, like the gentle movement of leaves falling on the ground. Shen Qingxuan was reluctant to really hit him. He was afraid that he would melt him if he held him in his mouth. He wished he could melt him with his bones and blood, so that from now on, you are in me and I am in you. But it was really unsatisfying to let him go like this. He was always the one who was bullied, and this situation never changed. Shen Qingxuan waited for a while, stretched out his index finger, poked, poked hard, and continued to poke… The snake’s head swayed in front of his chest , and Yi Mo, who was in a sweet dream, woke up.
The round human eyes met the round snake eyes, and the man and the snake stared at each other for a long while. Shen Qingxuan withdrew his hand embarrassedly, “I can’t breathe.
The snake didn’t open its mouth, but Shen Qingxuan clearly heard Yi Mo’s voice saying, “Can’t breathe? Don’t beg me later."
Before Shen Qingxuan understood what was happening, the snake body that was bound around him like a rope loosened, and Yi Mo leisurely crawled across his chest, all the way to the pillow and quilt beside him , restored his human form, and continued to sleep.
The moment Shen Qingxuan was untied, he felt severe pain in his legs. The pain made his face turn pale, even more so than when he was frightened before. Beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead and rolled down.
The pain was so severe in the calf that had no sensation for more than ten years.
Yi Mo closed his eyes and explained leisurely, “Your leg has been necrotic for so many years. It’s impossible to get it back to normal right away."
Shen Qingxuan struggled and said, “Then why didn’t it hurt just now?"
“If I don’t want you to feel pain, then you won’t feel pain." Yi Mo replied calmly.
Shen Qingxuan was so angry that he was about to die. How could there be such a person who would hold a grudge against him just because he poked him a few times? His expression was clear. Yi Mo opened his eyes and saw it. He was really unhappy. “Is this how I am in your eyes?"
Shen Qingxuan knew he had misunderstood, but he said it so “deserving a beating", and the pain was unbearable, so he grabbed Yi Mo’s arm and bit it. The more pain in his leg, the harder he bit. Yi Mo pulled his hand back, looked at the tooth marks on his arm, and said seriously: “There is poison in my blood."
Shen Qingxuan: “…”
After waiting for a while, she couldn’t stand the pain any more, so she huddled in his arms and said, “It hurts so much, you might as well poison me to death."
Yi Mo patted the person in his arms: “But you no longer react to my venom."
Shen Qingxuan: “…”
I don’t know which of them turned into a monster.
It was hot at noon, and Master Shen braved the scorching heat and walked in the courtyard, passing through the courtyard corridors, pavilions and lotus ponds. In the early years, he was busy outside, and the cold weather penetrated his bones. Every cold solar term, his knees and shoulders would ache unbearably. Such a sunny day can make his bones feel more comfortable. He walked all the way to the south courtyard of Shen Qingxuan. There should have been servants to greet him, but he didn’t see any. Master Shen felt a little strange, paused at the gate of the courtyard , and went around the courtyard wall. Through the swaying shadows of the bamboo forest, he heard whispers coming from the courtyard.
“If I don’t need your help, you’ll make things difficult for me." It was the voice of his son.
“…”
“I just don’t believe you can’t just make me run faster."
Master Shen moved closer and heard Yi Mo’s voice: “You have been useless for so many years, your tendons and veins have long been blocked. If you don’t suffer this hardship, even if you can walk now, it will only last for two or three years, and your legs will still be sick after that."
Guessing something vaguely in his heart, Master Shen waited for a while, went around to the back of the rockery, and tiptoed to look. He saw that his son, who should have been slumped in the chair, was now standing with the help of Yi Mo. Although he was standing unsteadily, he was still standing. Both of them had their backs to him. Shen Qingxuan took a small step forward , his center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell down. Yi Mo hugged him around the waist and helped him stand up again.
Yi Mo said: “Are your feet just for show?"
Shen Qingxuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, “I’m not very good at using it anymore."
“Take off your shoes and socks."
“Um?"
“Take it off."
“How do I take it off while standing?"
Yi Mo helped him sit down, then sighed, “Xiaobao will be gone soon."
Shen Qingxuan glanced at him indignantly, “Don’t compare me to a five-month-old baby!"
Yi Mo said: “You are not as good as him."
Shen Qingxuan had nothing to say.
Mr. Shen should have left or gone forward, but for some reason, he just stood there, watching quietly, without moving.
Shen Qingxuan stepped on the ground barefoot, steadied himself, and took another cautious step. This time he found his feet halfway, and although he swayed, he did not fall. Yi Mo supported him and took a few more steps, which were much more stable. Shen Qingxuan smiled and said, “I can walk."
Yi Mo commented: “It’s very strange to hear this from a man who is about to turn thirty."
Shen Qingxuan was not annoyed. He just glared at him, then smiled widely and hugged him. “What’s so strange about that? You, a monster, have lived for a thousand years but have seen so little."
Yi Mo asked, “Does your leg still hurt?" Shen Qingxuan said it was still a little. Yi Mo pushed the person in his arms away and said, “Then go by yourself."
Shen Qingxuan staggered a few steps, then actually stopped. He turned around and hummed, “Just walk by yourself." He walked around the tree barefoot for a few circles, becoming happier and more proud as he walked.
Yi Mo asked him, “Is there any difference between you holding on to the tree and holding on to me?"
Shen Qingxuan looked shameless and said jokingly : “I support it, but I don’t want to hug it. I support you, but I always want to hold the beauty in my arms."
Yi Mo waved his hand, and the century-old tree suddenly disappeared. Shen Qingxuan was arguing with him verbally, feeling very proud, but he didn’t expect him to cut off the firewood, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground on the spot. He looked extremely embarrassed.
Shen’s father, hiding behind the rockery, watched silently. Is this his son? Is this really the taciturn, gentle and polite eldest son of the Shen family? He is a real scoundrel!
Shen Qingxuan got up from the ground, brushed off the dust angrily, and continued walking with his head down in the open space without the shade of the tree canopy. He walked around and around, faster and faster, and finally almost ran, his face covered with dust and sweat. Yi Mo called for a stop.
Shen Qingxuan stopped when he heard the voice and looked at him with a smile. Then tears suddenly fell from the corners of his eyes.
The sky was clear blue, and the sweat beads were reflected by the bright sun, emitting colorful rays of light. He stood in front of Yi Mo, silently, with tears streaming down his face.
Yi Mo stood for a moment, then stretched out his hand, and embraced him in his arms with his wide sleeves.
Yi Mo said: “You are dirty."
He said, “Yeah."
Yi Mo said: “Does your leg still hurt?"
He said, “Yeah."
Yi Mo said: “My legs hurt because I’m not used to it."
He said, “What should I do then?”
Yi Mo said: “Let it get used to it."
“Hmm. Hmm?" Then why are you hugging me? Shen Qingxuan was puzzled.
Yi Mo held him in his arms and walked towards the building, saying calmly: “Sex can help your tendons get used to stretching."
Shen Qingxuan spat at him and commented, “You are indulging in adultery in broad daylight." But he also let him carry her back to the room without any objection.
Father Shen’s face turned red and white, which was particularly wonderful, and he instinctively suspected Yi Mo’s intentions. How could he not doubt it? Xu Mingshi had made it very clear that he was not a human, but a demon who had practiced for thousands of years. If Xu Mingshi was lying, then Shen Qingxuan’s words just now could not be a lie, so Yi Mo was a demon. This was an indisputable fact. And how could a demon with profound Taoism not know that he was approaching, and how could he remain indifferent? So Master Shen was absolutely sure that Yi Mo knew that he was watching here, and perhaps Yi Mo knew it from the moment he approached the courtyard.
He knew it, but he didn’t avoid it, and even made such a move. It was really hard for Mr. Shen to guess what his intentions were.
Father Shen stood behind the rockery, looking up at the sky until his eyes were blinded by the bright sun. He then lowered his head and looked at the green grass growing in the cracks of the rocks at his feet. After a while, he turned around and walked out. He hadn’t figured out how to deal with this matter, but he wasn’t too surprised to see the two of them being intimate. Once he took some things to heart, he would carefully observe and speculate. Since New Year’s Eve, he carefully observed his son’s behavior and found nothing unusual. Even when he occasionally talked about Yi Mo at breakfast, there was no sign that their relationship was unusual. But there were always some differences, such as every time the housekeeper came to report that Master Yi had come and stayed. The next day at breakfast, his son’s expression would always be more tired. In the past, Master Shen would think that they stayed up late to chat, but now, when he looked carefully, he saw something other than tiredness in his son’s eyebrows. It was a kind of fatigue after being satisfied, exuding a lazy and satisfied atmosphere. Three points of fatigue, seven points of satisfaction. Any adult man who has experienced the world of sex can figure out why that is the case, just by using his toes.
Mr. Shen was very angry. Such immoral behavior had never happened in the Shen family since their ancestors.
He was angry but also confused. That was his own son. He watched him grow up, from a lively boy to a gloomy adult; watched him jump around and then hide in the mountains. Now he finally came back, stayed by his side to serve him every day, to manage the family business, kind and gentle, as if he was reborn.
After seeing this scene in the yard, I realized that this transformation was not due to the love and care given by the family, but a monster.
The monster made the child speak and walk again, and he supported him without neglecting him.
Shen Qingxuan would flirt with him wantonly, but would also cry silently.
Mr. Shen thought that he hadn’t seen him cry for many years, and he cried like a child who had suffered a lot of injustice.
She cried like a child who, after suffering a lot of injustice, could finally throw himself into the arms of his loved ones and vent his emotions.
Mr. Shen returned to his study and sat there until dark. As night fell, the wind outside the window began to whistle, and the trees made a rustling sound. In the darkness, Mr. Shen lit a candlestick, and the candle flame was swaying. Before it could stand still, a gust of wind suddenly came through the window frame, and the candle flame went out.
Master Shen walked out of the door and told the servants and maids to close the doors and windows. It looked like it was going to rain.
Summer thunderstorms come violently and go away quickly, and sometimes they last for several days and nights, which is not surprising.
the rain tonight was a little unusual.
The sound of thunder resounded through the sky, accompanied by lightning that suddenly illuminated the night sky, again and again, with very short intervals between each other, like an executioner ‘s knife, about to chop someone off.
Shen Qingxuan was lying on the bed at this time, holding a snake in his arms, a big snake as thick as a bowl.
Holding the snake in his arms, he looked out the window at the lightning and thunder and asked, “That’s it?"
The big snake spat out its tongue and said, “That’s it."
“So what happens if I throw you out the window?"
“It hit me." Yi Mo said, “Do you want to try it?"
Shen Qingxuan thought for a while, “Will you be killed by the lightning?"
“No." Yi Mo folded his body, “I’m just too lazy to hide."
Shen Qingxuan was stunned. “So, rather than hiding, you would rather be struck by lightning and suffer serious damage?"
Yi Mo admitted it without any shame.
As if it was very angry about his answer, at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed outside the window , and Shen Qingxuan watched helplessly as the century-old tree that Yi Mo had transformed away and then back into existence during the day split into two and was cut in the middle.
Yi Mo also saw it. He sighed and seemed to be a little puzzled and said to himself: “But to be honest , why are you so angry?"
Shen Qingxuan suddenly felt that the snake demon’s temperament not only made him angry, but also made many other guys, whether they were human, demon or immortal, as angry as him?
“Have you ever been struck by lightning?" Shen Qingxuan asked.
Yi Mo said: “Of course."
“real?"
“It was my first heavenly tribulation." Yi Mo said. In fact, being struck by lightning was still very uncomfortable, but at that time he had just cultivated into a human form and knew that the heavenly tribulation was coming . At that time, too many of his fellow cultivators were hiding from the heavenly tribulation . Their anxious appearance made him feel that being a demon was boring, so he simply stopped hiding and coiled on a tree.
The person who came to test the monster was probably seeing a monster that didn’t hide for the first time, so he was curious and spared it. A bolt of lightning struck the snake, and it fell into the dead wood. It didn’t die, nor was it injured. It just fainted for a few days and then woke up.
After waking up, it felt like every bone in his body had been taken apart and reassembled with a hot iron. He felt extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn’t die. The feeling was worse than he had imagined. When faced with another heavenly tribulation, Yi Mo no longer waited for the lightning to strike. Before the tribulation came , he would find a wealthy family and hide inside.
Yi Mo said, “In fact, not many monsters died in the calamity. Most of them died at their own hands, or at the hands of mortals." He paused, and said with a smile, “Even those who died at the hands of Taoist priests and monks who could subdue monsters were more than those who died in the calamity. However, most of them caused it themselves."
Shen Qingxuan murmured, “I always thought that the heavenly tribulation was a very scary thing."
Yi Mo said: “The only one who can kill a monster is the monster itself."
Although the words were simple, they made people think deeply. Shen Qingxuan hugged the snake tightly in his arms and touched the cold scales. When he stroked against the snake, his palms felt like being slid by a blade, which was quite painful.
Most things in this world will be painful once they go against the flow.
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