What Bad Intentions Could a Celestial Master Have?What Bad Intentions Could a Celestial Master Have?

Synopsis

[Gentle, scheming, seductive evil-god top × defiant, unhinged Celestial Master bottom] Bai Yang, a famously unhinged beauty in Celestial Master circles—beautiful, yes, but with a truly bizarre temper. Rumor has it he has three don't-asks before taking a job. Don't ask about grudges, don't ask about reasons, don't ask about feelings. As long as the money's enough, he'll do it. Some say he's a money-grubber, some say he's a madman, and unsurprisingly, everyone's waiting to see him make a fool of himself. 　　 But they waited and waited, and what they got was— the haunted house that had been plagued for ten years became his dormitory, a client so troublesome the whole industry blacklisted him cried and begged him not to come anymore, a renowned great Celestial Master wanted to be his friend, and even an evil god who had slept for thousands of years started chasing after him. Bai Yang: A small achievement, entirely thanks to my peers'衬托. 　　 Someone was green with envy, saying he was just lucky, that only a pie falling from the sky could lead to such good things—how could he be that amazing! So, they saw Bai Yang smiling as he knocked the troublemaker's head against a ghost's head in a kowtow, then affectionately beckoned to the statue beside him, asking if it would be willing to be with him. 　　 Everyone fell completely silent: ....This is no Celestial Master, this is scarier than a ghost! 　　 Bai Yang spread his hands helplessly; he was only trying to solve problems—what bad intentions could a Celestial Master have? ———— Probably because he'd offended too many people, someone jealous of him used underhanded means to cast a curse, spreading word that Bai Yang, with his lone-star fate, would sooner or later jinx his own partner to death. That remark happened to reach a certain someone's ears, and that very night all the talisman papers in the curser's home burned to ashes. The evil god silently crushed the last curse letter, then looked up to see his Celestial Master sitting at the desk, writing something unknown. "Come here." Just two simple words, yet hearing them, a certain someone obediently put down the pen and let himself fall backward into a broad, warm embrace. Fine strands of hair fell onto his shoulder, ticklish, and feeling the person behind him grow more and more unrestrained, he raised his index finger to the other's lips. "Aren't you curious what I wrote back?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. In the darkness, the indescribable being placed a kiss on his fingertip, its gaze passing through his body to the open letter on the desk, where several bold, flamboyant characters floated. [Thanks for the invite, how did you know my husband isn't human?] ———— ＊Cute little theater＊ 　　 A man and a ghost developed feelings for each other during their time together, but due to the statue's repeated boundary-crossing behavior, Bai Yang decided to make a three-chapter agreement with Him. One, without his permission, He must not casually touch him in public. Two, He must call his name, not mushy terms like baby or darling. Three, He must not learn random things online; all romance rules must strictly follow his requirements. 　　 Thus, a certain innocent little statue-person opened his eyes wide to see— men and women openly kissing in broad daylight not far away, lovers entangled and devouring each other in a dim room on TV, calling each other's names over and over, and the "Romance: Say One Thing, Mean Another" handbook in his hands..... 　　 Instantly his eyes lit up, and he nodded obediently. He seemed to have learned it wrong! Notes: ①Plot-oriented, the top is in the background early on ②Not a traditional supernatural ghost-hunting story, lots of dungeon elements ③Not scary, this silly author doesn't know how to write horror ④The background of this story is purely fictional, please do not connect it to reality