Ku Rongti

Jing Gu felt a little complicated when he heard Liuli talk about the past for a long time.

It turned out that Chu Yingtan did not become a demon voluntarily, and he suddenly felt that Song Laiyue was scary.

Cold-hearted and cold-blooded, he only uses his own son, and his desire for power and reputation is frightening. He does not hesitate to sacrifice his youngest son to preserve Yingzhou's reputation.

I only feel sorry for Chu Yingtan.

But Jinggu didn't know that Chu Yingtan was not an innocent person, he was to blame.

He traveled to the various secret realms of the three islands, killed countless people there, and absorbed their cultivation.

He was possessed by a single thought, which harmed both Chu Deng and himself.

But Chu Deng has been guilty for so many years.

When Jing Gu arrived at Liuyan Village, it was the setting sun and the smoke was rising from the countryside. The scenery of Liuyan Village had not changed, and Aunt Zhang was even sitting at the door peeling beans.

It's just that seven years have passed, and she has grown a little older.

Jing Gu quietly bypassed and entered through the back door, Chu Deng was cleaning inside, he changed into a green shirt, and was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his bland but handsome eyes were somewhat serene, he seemed more suitable to be a country man.

"Ah, you're here." Chu Deng put down the broom in his hand and pointed to the kitchen: "Liuli, Aunt Zhang brought fish over, I'll make it for you to eat tonight."

Thinking of Chu Deng's craftsmanship, Liuli immediately shook her head like a drum: "Let Jing Gu do it."

The story of eating a meal made by Chu Deng once: "Yes, let me do it."

Chu Deng felt a little regretful, seeing Jing Gu's eyes lingering on him, he explained: "Who wears green shirts for work, coarse linen clothes are more suitable for me."

In response, Jing Gu nodded and said, "It's quite suitable for you."

Chu Deng slowly entered the room to make tea, and when it was brought out, his eyes flashed suddenly, he sat down as if nothing had happened, and took out four teacups.

Jing Gu was puzzled: "There are only three people."

Liuli obviously realized it too, and let out a cold snort from her nose, her face not very pretty.

The next moment, Zhou Shanji walked in.

Jing Gu's face froze slightly: "You told him you were in Liuyan Village?"

Otherwise, how could Zhou Shanji find it? Chu Deng must have told him the location of Liuyan Village.

The wound on his knee that had been treated on the island began to ache again.

Zhou Shanji looked haggard, and asked Chu Deng: "Are you okay?"

"What's the problem, I will live here to eat enough and wear warm clothes, and then I will open a school to be a teacher. Anyway, I have no place to use my life." Chu Deng didn't care much.

Zhou Shanji hesitated to speak, but still asked: "Eleventh...you are very sad, right?"

"Sad?" As if hearing something unbelievable, Chu Deng smiled: "Zhou Shanji, you and I have known each other for so many years, have you ever seen me sad?"

"After all, Eleven is the child you brought up..." Anyone who has experienced such a thing will be sad.

Chu Deng: "Don't think that I can't see that Chu Yingtan's stinky boy has bewitched Eleven. Anyway, I can't die, so why be sad?"

"And ah, I can't take him with me all my life, can I?"

Zhou Shanji was stunned, but saw a smile on the corners of Chu Deng's lips: "Young people, you will suffer a lot when you grow up."

He had nothing to say, and felt that Sang Shishi's distraught look was really pitiful. He must have been extremely guilty, but it was a pity that Chu Deng didn't feel it.

Chu Deng rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Liuli, come with me to sort out some books, we will open a school tomorrow."

Although Liuli also understood what he meant, she was still a little reluctant when she went in.

Only Jing Gu and Zhou Shanji were left sitting in the courtyard, and the atmosphere was momentarily awkward.

"It's not that I didn't want to save Chu Deng that day." Zhou Shanji broke the silence first. He knew that Jing Gu was blaming him for this matter, but for some reason, he cared so much.

Jing Gu felt that his knee was hurting more, so he touched it involuntarily, and Zhou Shanji noticed it.

He resisted the urge to reach out to rub Jing Gu and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Jing Gu withdrew his hand immediately: "It doesn't hurt anymore, and it will recover in two days."

Zhou Shanji suddenly said: "Do you want to go back with me?"

What are you doing back home, Jing Gu thought, now that he is standing with Chu Deng, it is estimated that his name will spread across the three islands not far away.

In short, his reputation should become as bad as Chu Deng.

"Brother, I want to travel alone, don't follow me." Jing Gu stood up, he still had love for Zhou Shanji in his heart, but he was no longer dazed.

In other words, Jing Gu is different from Sang Shishi. He loves Zhou Shanji just like Sang Shishi loves Chu Deng, but he is never sober.

Seeing that he refused, Zhou Shanji didn't want to worry about why he felt disappointed.

He also got up and took out a stack of charms, the lines on which were brightly painted like blood.

"Take it, if you encounter something that can't be solved, just burn one, no matter where I am, I will come to you immediately."

He didn't answer the scene, he suddenly smiled, with a bright smile on his face, a pair of enchanting and beautiful eyes, but the coldness in the eyes was like frost and snow.

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhou Shanji paused: "You are my junior brother, so naturally I have to protect you."

But I don't want to be your junior, Zhou Shanji saw this sentence in his eyes, but it seemed like a thorn in his throat, and he couldn't say another word.

Jing Gu saw his reaction in his eyes, and he suddenly felt a little funny, why did he care so much about such a big man.

He took the stack of spells, held it in his hand and raised it, "Thank you."

Jing Gu dug in his Qiankun bag, which he made by himself, compared with the storage bag, it can hold living things.

After searching for a long time, he finally found a ferret.

The little guy seemed to have just woken up, and his snow-white and smooth hair glistened softly in the sun.

"Raise it for me." Jing Gu threw the ferret into Zhou Shanji's arms, and the little guy whimpered twice in dissatisfaction.

Zhou Shanji stared blankly at Jing Gu, who gave him a bright smile: "Take care, I will ask you to get it back later."

He turned to leave, but suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Facing those twinkling eyes, looking at the expectation inside, Zhou Shanji felt that there was a sentence that was almost blurted out, but when it came to his mouth, it became: "Take care."

Jing Gu's bright eyes dimmed in an instant, he waved his hand and strode out.

Zhou Shanji seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but his heart was stuffy, as if something was blocked.

Suddenly a voice came from behind: "You fell in love with him."

He turned around abruptly, and saw Chu Deng smiling at him, and Liuli standing beside him with a stinky face.

Zhou Shanji denied it in his heart: how is it possible?No words of rebuttal came out of his mouth.

Chu Deng continued to add fuel and vinegar: "Just admit it, that spell was drawn by your blood essence. It can not only call you to go, but also protect him from disaster. You have drawn so many, don't tell me it's just because of you!" It's his senior brother, this spell will damage his cultivation, if you haven't been tempted by him, you definitely wouldn't give him this kind of thing."

How dare you two have been peeping!?

Zhou Shanji pursed his lips, turned around and left. When he reached the door, he stopped suddenly and turned half of his face: "I hate broken sleeves, and I hate you the most."

After saying this, he walked away quickly.

Chu Deng laughed loudly.

After laughing, he patted Liuli on the head: "Go, go in and pack your things."

A gust of wind blew through his sleeves, closing the door and bolting it.

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow, Eleven will go online again, and the day when I will reunite with Chu Deng is coming soon. There are at most three chapters, and I must write there.