One Hundred Ways to Whitewash Villains [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.2

11.26

　　The mellow wine has a strong aroma and a slightly hot touch. It slides down from the throat and burns all the way into the stomach, giving it an indescribable feeling of comfort.

　　Zhuang Qingwen turned his head sideways and watched An Yingsheng tilt his head up and gulp down the wine in his hand. The smile on his lips deepened slightly. An Yingsheng followed the path of pure cultivation and rarely drank. Today's performance is not only because of the "celebration" in Zhuang Qingwen's words, but also because of the depression in his heart.

　　Even if a person he doesn't care about suddenly shows a completely opposite repulsive attitude towards him, most people will feel unhappy from the bottom of their hearts, not to mention that An Yingsheng still has some feelings for his little apprentice. Indescribable thoughts.

　　If this incident hadn't happened midway, Zhuang Qingwen felt that An Yingsheng might have confided his feelings to Wei Chengze by now.

　　After all, he... still underestimated Wei Chengze's influence on An Yingsheng.

　　Looking away, Zhuang Qingwen lowered his head and looked at the porcelain cup filled with fine wine in his hand.

　　With "Jiu" as his Taoist name and the last name of "Xian", there is no need to say more about how much the old Jiu Xian likes and pays attention to wine. Of course, the one who could catch his eye couldn't be an ordinary person.

　　The transparent liquid in the cup was the clearest, with no trace of impurities visible. It started to ripple slightly as Zhuang Qingwen gently shook it in his hand. The rich and sweet aroma hits your nose, making you intoxicated when you smell it. Take a sip and the fragrance will linger on your lips and teeth.

　　Narrowing his eyes as if enjoying it, Zhuang Qingwen raised his head slightly and drank all the wine in the glass.

　　I have to say that An Yingsheng is very good at choosing places. The two people are currently on a slope. Just look a little further and you can have a panoramic view of the scenery below. With their eyesight, they could see clearly wherever they looked.

　　At the foot of the mountain, the middle-aged man who had met once before was holding the black bull as usual and lying boredly in the shade of the tree; the flower field slightly higher was full of flowers unique to this season, lazily blown by the breeze. The ground is swaying; trees that have grown for unknown ages are clustered together, forming a dense jungle. From time to time, several colorful birds fly from the forest; the occasional roar of beasts that reaches the ears adds to the scene before them. A moment of silence.

　　Zhuang Qingwen's eyes swept over the surrounding scenery, and finally stopped at the small house standing on the flat ground at the top of the mountain.

　　Looking over from where they were, they could just see Wei Chengze's room directly, but when the other party looked over, he couldn't see the two people under the tree because of the branches and leaves of the trees in the way - of course, even if Without these barriers in the middle, Wei Chengze couldn't see such a distant scene with his eyesight.

　　If An Yingsheng just found this position accidentally, Zhuang Qingwen wouldn't believe it. I just don't know how Wei Chengze would feel if he knew that every time An Yingsheng left, he would stare at him here all day long.

　　Bored, embarrassed, delighted—or all of them?

　　The hand that was turning the cup suddenly stopped, and Zhuang Qingwen felt a surge of irritation in his heart that he couldn't suppress no matter what.

　　An Yingsheng beside him was still sipping wine. He had never been good at talking. Since Zhuang Qingwen didn't speak, he naturally wouldn't take the initiative to start a conversation.

　　The sound of swallowing wine was very clear to his ears. Zhuang Qingwen took a deep breath and stopped thinking about those meaningless things. No matter what Wei Chengze's feelings towards An Yingsheng were, he still didn't. It will bring these two together.

　　From the very beginning when he made that plan, he already knew exactly what he wanted, right? Now, he is just completing the imperfect plan before.

　　Moving his eyes away from the closed door, Zhuang Qingwen turned his head, glanced at An Yingsheng, who looked vaguely bored, and suddenly said: "Sorry."

　　It seemed that he did not expect Zhuang Qingwen to say such a sudden thing. After hearing these words, An Yingsheng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Zhuang Qingwen with some confusion.

　　"If it weren't for me, my nephew wouldn't have been so seriously injured." Without looking at An Yingsheng, Zhuang Qingwen looked at the void in front of him, with a bit of bitterness in his voice, "...I'm sorry."

　　What happened to the secret realm left by his ancestors? How dangerous it was, he should have thought of it earlier, instead of relying on his own conjectures and letting Wei Chengze, who had just embarked on the path to immortality, follow them into a place full of unknowns - it didn't matter, it was clearly him The person who proposed to bring the person along did not protect the other person at all. Instead, Wei Chengze fell into such a dangerous situation due to his own reasons.

　　Wei Chengze will be blamed for what happened to him.

　　Of course An Yingsheng understood what Zhuang Qingwen meant. He was silent for a while and then said: "It's not your fault." After saying that, he paused and repeated, "It's not your fault." After all,

　　An Yingsheng was not a saint, and he did not cut off what a mortal should have. Seven emotions and six desires. At the beginning, I also complained about Zhuang Qingwen.

　　If he had followed his original plan and left Wei Chengze on the mountain, the other party would naturally be safe and there would be no need to worry too much. However, he was the one who agreed to Zhuang Qingwen's proposal and even made the decision to leave Wei Chengze alone. . Since you have made your own decision, you can no longer put the responsibility on others. What's more, Zhuang Qingwen proposed such a thing just to make Wei Chengze's cultivation journey smoother.

　　Wei Chengze was his disciple, and it was his oversight that he failed to protect him.

　　Thinking this, An Yingsheng raised his head and poured another sip of wine into his mouth.

　　Except for the two glasses of wine that Zhuang Qingwen brought, all the rest went into An Yingsheng's stomach. Although An Yingsheng has a high level of cultivation, he is not a good drinker, and the collection of Jiu Laoxian cannot be compared with those ordinary things.

　　Looking carefully, An Yingsheng's face showed a slight hint of drunkenness. It's just that his expressions have always been relatively few, so it's not very obvious.

　　Seeing An Yingsheng, who had never been good at drinking, swallowing the full jar of wine bit by bit, the drunkenness on his face became more and more obvious, Zhuang Qingwen narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand, He took the empty wine jar from An Yingsheng's hand and said, "You can't drink any more."

　　His hand was suddenly empty. An Yingsheng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Zhuang Qingwen beside him, with a little confusion in his eyes. look.

　　However, Zhuang Qingwen did not explain anything out loud. He just put the wine jar in his hand aside, leaned forward slightly, and approached An Yingsheng.

　　The distance between the two was not far, so they were immediately closer to each other, and they could even feel each other's breath.

　　Because An Yingsheng had drank a lot of wine just now, his breath was full of the aroma of wine, but An Yingsheng's body exuded a cold fragrance.

　　The orchid has the effect of purifying and calming the mind and gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is loved by female nuns because of its natural and persistent fragrance, and is worn as a sachet.

　　Under normal circumstances, wearing orchids not only does not cause any harm, but actually has considerable benefits for practice, especially for monks who have just started practicing and have not yet condensed the golden elixir. For high-level monks, this cherished Things are naturally the best choice to please the female cultivators.

　　According to rumors, there was an ancestor who successfully won over Leng Meiren, who was famous in the world of cultivation at that time, with the help of an orchid, and became a Taoist couple with her.

　　However, once the orchid and the flame grass meet, some kind of change will occur, giving the fragrance a little bit of charm. Because of this, some female cultivators will put on them when wearing the orchid. A little bit of flame grass.

　　The aroma alone will naturally not have much impact on monks with spiritual protection, but if someone swallows the flame grass and then encounters the orchid, the effect will be different.

　　Seeing An Yingsheng's eyes gradually becoming blurred as he breathed, Zhuang Qingwen's expression darkened slightly.

　　——Aphrodisiac.

　　Flame grass and orchids are the strongest aphrodisiacs in the world.

　　Among the drinks An Yingsheng drank just now, there was an ingredient, which was the flame grass used for forging bones.

　　Zhuang Qingwen only drank two shallow cups, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead at this moment, not to mention An Yingsheng who almost drank the entire jar.

　　Feeling An Yingsheng's gradually becoming hot breath, Zhuang Qingwen curled his fingers slightly.

　　Unexpectedly, he who had tried every means to keep an appropriate distance from An Yingsheng would one day use his body as a bargaining chip in this person's scheme.

　　——But, so what?

　　He would always get what he wanted, as long as... he could get what he wanted.

　　As he said before, An Yingsheng is too upright. Even if the person he likes is no longer him, if he takes over his body after drinking, it is absolutely impossible to pretend that nothing happened.

　　What a perfect excuse to have sex after drinking, isn't it? And he was just a victim whose cultivation was not as good as the opponent's.

　　Lowering his head slightly and kissing An Yingsheng's lips soaked in wine, Zhuang Qingwen closed his eyes.

　　A cool touch came from his lips, and An Yingsheng was slightly dazed, as if he didn't realize what happened.

　　Seeing this, Zhuang Qingwen opened his lips slightly, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and gently licked An Yingsheng's lips back and forth. The hand that was originally hanging down also rested on An Yingsheng's shoulder.

　　Because it was the first time he had done this kind of thing, Zhuang Qingwen's movements were a little jerky, and his fingertips even couldn't help but tremble slightly - but for An Yingsheng at this moment, it was enough.