The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

It is night, and the night is as cool as water.

The moonlight streams down on the eaves, and the flashing black shadows are fleeting among the bluestone paths.

This person was Lin Zhiyan who had just walked around the city lord's mansion during the day. He attached a hidden breath talisman, concealed his aura, and rushed straight to the city lord's study.

For some reason, he always felt that this city lord's mansion was not simple, and at night, it was even more mysterious, like a giant dark beast that chose to devour people.

But after a while, Lin Zhiyan reached the door of the study. Lin Zhiyan carefully stretched out his consciousness, found no one, and quickly flashed in. There was a creak, and the sound of door panels rubbing against each other sounded in the silent night, but it quickly disappeared into the night. , as if nothing had happened.

The door of the study room was gently closed, the bright moonlight was blocked, and the study room was only a little bright before returning to darkness, but monks could see things at night, Lin Zhiyan's eyes circled around, this simple study room and The extremely luxurious City Lord's Mansion formed a huge contrast. The huge study room was full of rows of bookcases, and the bookcases were full of books. The only valuable thing was probably the exquisite purple wood desk. Pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged, and there are a few scrolls of paintings inserted in the small room next to the table.

Lin Zhiyan walked straight to the desk, picked up a book on the desk and flipped through it, but it was just a very common exercise, he went through all the books on the desk, but found nothing In the same way, he put down the book in disappointment, and when he was about to go to the bookcase, his sleeve accidentally knocked over the picture scroll next to the desk, and suddenly some cylindrical picture scrolls rolled to the ground.

With a thought in Lin Zhiyan's mind, he picked up a picture scroll, and gently pulled away the tied red rope. Suddenly, a breath of ink and wash came to his nostrils. With his good eyesight at night, Lin Zhiyan could clearly see the inside of the picture scroll. all content.

This painting is probably drawn from the perspective of the mountainside. A round of crescent moon hangs in the night sky. There are continuous mountains in the distance. Nearby is a faint village. Just a little bit, the painter has done a great job of painting, perfectly blending mountains, nights, trees, moonlight, etc., to form a peaceful spring night picture of a farmhouse.

Lin Zhiyan glanced at it, and then put the scroll back. At this time, there were faint footsteps in the distance. The visitor seemed to have no scruples in the city lord's mansion, and did not restrain himself deliberately. Only then did Lin Zhiyan notice his arrival People, he quickly picked up the scrolls scattered on the ground and put them in the painting wall. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Lin Zhiyan could almost hear his own heartbeat.

With a creak, the door of the study was pushed open for the second time tonight. The visitor stood quietly in front of the door for a while. Lin Zhiyan, who was hiding behind the bookcase, was sweating on his forehead, but the person just paused for a while. Then he walked in, the sound of footsteps was very strange in the night, and no one turned on the lights, Lin Zhiyan only heard the slight sound of pages turning.

At this time, Lin Zhiyan couldn't help but be thankful that the concealment talisman was so powerful. Sure enough, what his father gave was good things, and the person who came here had a higher level of cultivation than himself. If he didn't have this concealment talisman, he might have been discovered early in the morning. Lin Zhiyan Yan only prayed in his heart that this person would leave quickly, after all, the occult talisman is also time-sensitive.

However, it seemed that the man was on the same level as Lin Zhiyan, turning the pages of the book slowly, without arrogance or impetuosity, Lin Zhiyan secretly complained in his heart: I don't know what to see in the extremely dark study.

However, listening to the sound of turning pages, a sense of anxiety gradually rose in my heart.

The time for the occult talisman is coming soon, if you post another one, there will always be breath in the interval, Lin Zhiyan stepped back carefully, but he might as well bump into the bookcase behind him, the sound of rubbing clothes and paper pages in the night Very harsh.

"Who?" The man's voice was sinister, and he looked straight at the bookcase where Lin Zhiyan was avoiding. Lin Zhiyan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly thought about the chances of success if he escaped now.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer, Lin Zhiyan gritted his teeth, and simply stopped moving. The person who came had a much higher level of cultivation than him. If he went out now, he would not be able to escape at all, so he might as well take a gamble.

In the silent night, the footsteps became slower and slower. The visitor stood still in front of Lin Zhiyan's hidden bookcase, and the emotion in his eyes could not be seen clearly in the thick night.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the door. The man focused his eyes on the bookcase in front of him. After hesitating for a while, he quickly went out.

Lin Zhiyan was not completely relieved until this time. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up. Knowing that this place is not suitable for staying for a long time, he quickly returned to the west courtyard.

After opening the fainting points of the two servants, Lin Zhiyan quickly went to bed, covered himself with a quilt, closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became steady.

But soon, the city lord's mansion was brightly lit, and there was a faint sound of doors being pushed open, as if they were checking something one by one, Lin Zhiyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and soon, guards searched for Lin Zhiyan In this room.

The door was pushed open rudely, and I faintly heard the puzzling inquiries of the servants, but only got an excuse of "some important things have been stolen from the city lord's mansion, so I ordered me to search around". He was a lot taller. At this time, he got up from the bed in the middle of the night and searched room by room. He was in a bad mood, so his tone was also very angry, "Who cares who lives in this room! We are ordered by the city lord. Come and search, get out of the way!"

The lights were turned on in an instant, and a young servant hurriedly stopped him, "This is the honored guest that the young master ordered to be treated well..."

However, how could the little boy's strength compare to the guards who trained every day, they didn't mind, and they laughed faintly, as if they were laughing at the boy's overestimation.

The crowd rushed into the dormitory, and the noisy voice continued to ring out, but suddenly fell silent at a certain moment.

"What's the matter?" On the dark yellow silk bed covered with soft satin, a person slightly lifted the bed curtain, revealing only a plain white hand, and a small white wrist, and the rest disappeared. In the heavy bed curtain, the man seemed to have just been awakened, and there was a little soft language in his voice, which made people daydream.

There was an indiscernible swallowing sound, and the servant who hurried over broke the silence, "The young master ordered you not to touch this wing, are you all dying!"

The guard at the head stared at the weak and boneless wrist, and he became stiff just hearing the sound.Now, I don't know what kind of beauty the real person is. At this moment, he thought of his young master's reputation of being unscrupulous, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

The guards following him were silent, and a mysterious silence spread in the room. The chief guard struggled in his heart, subconsciously subdued his tone and said in a low voice, "Excuse me, sir, we are Fengcheng Lord. I ordered you to come and search for the prisoner, and I hope you don’t mind.”

"Do you want to search on the bed too?" She asked in a soft voice with deep sleepiness, seeming to be puzzled.

Bang bang bang, the heartbeat speeded up unconsciously, it was really a bed.The above two words are too imaginative, the chief guard tried his best not to show his ugly face, but some dark and evil emotions overflowed in his heart.

He heard himself say, "Yes."

"Well, okay." The young man seemed to be a little awake, his voice gradually became clear, and he said helplessly, but the head guard's eyes seemed to be fixed, and he looked straight at the bed.

First of all, a pair of white jade-like feet stepped on the brocade boots beside the bed. The exquisite and attractive ankles made people want to lick them carefully, and a white calf was also revealed. The room was extremely quiet, dressed in The young man dressed in white silk and satin completely lifted the bed curtain, and the cloth was softly attached to his body, outlining a beautiful line. His black silk was like ink, scattered behind him, and the guard was holding his breath, but when he raised his head slightly, As if being stabbed by something, he lowered his head in a panic.

Lin Zhiyan said lazily, "Check it out."

The scorching young man just stood aside in his suit. The chief guard's scalp was numb from the man's eyes, and his footsteps were a little flimsy. He didn't dare to look up again, but walked quickly to the bed with his head down. After sweeping his eyes, he backed away and said respectfully, "I'm sorry to disturb you, but please rest in peace, my lord."

After finishing speaking, he left with a group of guards, but the back view seemed to be running away.

The servant stepped forward and said in a low voice, "The servant failed to stop them and disturbed the young master's sleep. Please punish the young master."

After all, he knelt on the ground with a plop, feeling anxious in his heart. Since the first day the young master brought the young master back, the outer court had spread the word, not to mention that the young master also chased away the once most beloved Qinmo Shijun for the young master. It is conceivable that the son's position in the young master's heart, now that he has made such a big mistake...

This autumn night was still a bit chilly, Lin Zhiyan sat back on the bed and said, "This is none of your business, go back."

Covered with a silk quilt, put down the bed curtain, and fell into a deep sleep.

The servant looked at the bed in surprise, and was moved in his heart. He didn't expect that this son not only looked like a fairy, but also had such a gentle temper. He got up silently, and he didn't feel cold in the cold autumn wind.

Lin Zhiyan slept until midnight, turned over unsteadily, and his curvaceous back was completely exposed. The eyes of the person beside the bed dimmed, and he stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt that the boy had inadvertently pulled away.Unexpectedly, the tentacles were warm skin, as smooth as jade.

Lin Zhiyan had always slept lightly in unfamiliar places, so he was awakened quickly.

"It's me." The deep and familiar voice quickly calmed the nervousness of the young man. Lin Zhiyan only saw a figure standing beside the bed with a straight figure, and he didn't know how long he stood there.

"Brother?" He asked tentatively.

"kindness."

Lin Zhiyan was completely relieved. He lay on his back on the big bed, hugged the silk quilt, and complained, "Brother, why are you standing here in the middle of the night? I was shocked."

In the dark night, people are always particularly relaxed, and Lin Zhiyan is no exception. He complained softly, with unconscious dependence and trust in his tone.I completely forgot that I was still in a cold war with my brother a few days ago.