You are not allowed to become a demon through books

At that time, he told the two of them: "There are long corridors like this everywhere inside the door. If you want to go out, remember to call me. There are mazes everywhere in the corridors. The virtual and the real are mixed. Those who are not familiar with it will easily get lost."

Hearing this, Li Ruyu interjected: "Then I live in another courtyard, what should I do if I want to find you? I can't wander around."

"It's simple." Fang Tianyue smiled, took out a small whistle from her arms, and handed it to Li Ruyu, "If you want to find me, just blow this sound transmission flute."

"I'll try." Li Ruyu took the sound transmission flute, put it between his lips, and blew lightly, but the flute did not make a sound.

"Bad?" Li Ruyu wrinkled her face, held the flute to her ear, shook it, and said angrily, "Brother Tianyue is lying."

Fang Tianyue said with a smile: "The sound transmission flute doesn't make sound, but when you blow it, I can already hear it." Then he pointed to his chest, "I have a sound transmission flute hanging on my body. The matching jade stone is called 'Acacia', as long as the sound transmission flute is played, the jade stone will vibrate no matter how far apart, and I will naturally know that Miss Yu is calling me."

"'Lovesickness'..." Li Ruyu muttered softly, her face blushed again, and she looked around and said, "This sound-transmitting flute is really fun, I don't know where I can buy it? I'm going to get one for fun too."

Fang Tianyue said: "This flute is an unusual item. It is a secret treasure of the Spirit Controlling School. There is nowhere to buy it. There is only one disciple in the sect, and there is only one 'Acacia' to match a sound transmission flute. My sound transmission flute In Miss Yu's hands, don't lose it."

Li Ruyu's face turned even redder.

From the beginning, Jiang Ling tried to keep a certain distance from the two of them. After these words, it was really hard to bear. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and casually pointed to the backs of the two people who appeared and disappeared in the garden and asked: "what are they doing?"

The author has something to say: Don’t be insulted when you see people who appear and disappear in the garden.

☆, meet

Following Jiang Ling's line of sight, Fang Tianyue clearly saw the two people in the garden, who were kneeling on the ground at this time, with only a few corners of their clothes showing through the gaps between the flowers and plants.

Fang Tianyue put her hands on the porch pillar and said helplessly, "You two, what are you doing in the garden?"

Yi Xiaofei's small head with braided braids first emerged from the flowers. He raised a finger and signaled Fang Tianyue to lower his voice: "Brother Zhuo Yang is helping me catch crickets, and I will catch them soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lu Zhuoyang suddenly pounced forward with his butt pouted, and then happily shouted: "Hahaha I caught it! Xiaofei, quickly bring the rattan jar!"

Without further ado, Yi Xiaofei took out a small rattan jar and handed it to him. Lu Zhuoyang carefully put the cricket into the jar, handed it to Yi Xiaofei and said, "Take it!"

After finishing speaking, he wiped his face with the back of his hand, and immediately there were three more mud marks on his face.But he didn't realize it, turned around, and complained to Fang Tianyue: "Where have you been these few days, brother? I can't find it anywhere..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw two other people besides Fang Tianyue in the corridor.

A woman, Li Ruyu.

A man... Jiang Ling.

The word "you" that could not find you was stuck in his throat, Lu Zhuoyang looked at Fang Tianyue, then at Li Ruyu, and then at Jiang Ling, but his eyes lingered on Jiang Ling's face for a while, then glanced elsewhere.

He grinned in embarrassment: "Why are you here?" Thinking of his current appearance, he quickly patted the dust off the ground, grabbed Yi Xiaofei by the way, and pulled him up as well.

Lu Zhuoyang's face was dirty, Li Ruyu pursed his lips and snickered.Jiang Ling did speak out, but he didn't say much, just one word: "Huh."

Lu Zhuoyang: "..."

Fang Tianyue explained: "Mr. Jiang and Miss Yu are here as guests, and they will stay on the mountain during this time. You two should spend more time with them when you have time. Don't just play by yourself... Especially Junior Brother Zhuo Yang, you are better than the younger one. Fei is ten years older, why are you messing around with him?"

Lu Zhuoyang thought to himself: Isn't it because there is no computer, no mobile phone, and few books that can be read here. It is a life of the elderly who are too busy. If they don't play with Yi Xiaofei, they can only meditate and practice with other brothers all day long. That's even more crazy.

But he couldn't say it directly, he just put all the responsibility on Yi Xiaofei: "It's all Xiaofei's fault, it's all because he insisted on pestering me to help him catch crickets, I'm innocent."

Yi Xiaofei nodded, taking responsibility very bravely.Lu Zhuoyang gave Fang Tianyue a thumbs up from an angle he couldn't see.

Fang Tianyue also had nothing to say to these two people, so she could only greet them: "Come out, look at your filth, go back and change your clothes. Just in time, you two want to go back to the bedroom, so take Mr. Jiang there. Yard There are many empty rooms, just pick one at random. I will send Miss Yu to another courtyard."

Yi Xiaofei immediately jumped out and refused: "I won't go."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Why?"

Yi Xiaofei said: "Brother Medical Officer told me Shen Shichu to go to Cifeng to find him and help him bring back the medicinal materials. Now the time is coming, I have to go."

He left, Fang Tianyue and Li Ruyu left, wouldn't that leave him alone to face Jiang Ling?

Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly said, "I'll go too."

Yi Xiaofei said disgustedly: "The medical officer's elder brother reminded me not to take you there. Last time you helped, Chisu spilled all over the floor, and he was so distressed that he didn't sleep well all night."

...That's right, Lu Zhuoyang had no choice but to turn to Fang Tianyue.This was what Fang Tianyue said in person when he was in Antarctic Island, telling him not to be alone with Jiang Ling. Now that Yi Xiaofei is not going with him, Fang Tianyue should think of other ways for him.

Unexpectedly, Fang Tianyue just nodded, and said: "That's good too. There are quite a few empty rooms in the hospital where Junior Brother Zhuo Yang is staying, Young Master Jiang just let him go."

Excuseme? ? ?Fang Tianyue has amnesia?

He took Li Ruyu and turned to walk in another direction. Yi Xiaofei carefully held the rattan jar, waved to Lu Zhuoyang, and ran away.

Only him and Jiang Ling were left.

It was beyond Lu Zhuoyang's imagination to meet Jiang Ling again on Yuling Mountain. To be honest, seeing Jiang Ling for the first time, he felt some inexplicable joy in his heart, and his heart skipped a beat because of it.

But this weird feeling was quickly replaced by another thought——Jiang Ling, who was going to save him at one moment and kill him at another, looked like a schizophrenic, unpredictable.

Back at Bingji Island, when Jiang Ling woke up after turning against him, there were people around him, and Fang Tianyue was by his side. Lu Zhuoyang still had confidence and didn't feel anything wrong.After such a long time, he almost forgot about it, but Jiang Ling suddenly appeared in front of him, making Lu Zhuoyang nervous all of a sudden.

There are only the two of them now, if Jiang Ling suddenly kills him again, there is really only a dead end.

It's hard for Lu Zhuoyang to describe his current mood. He feels a little happy, but also a little scared; he wants to stay away from Jiang Ling, but he thinks this distance is good—such contradictory thoughts make him go crazy.

The taste in it, hey, is not humane.

I don't know what Fang Tianyue was thinking, but Lu Zhuoyang had no choice but to bite the bullet and complete this kind of task.He didn't dare to look up at Jiang Ling, his eyes only fell on the tip of a peony embroidered petal on the other's waist, and he said very politely: "Young Master Jiang, this way."

This address made Jiang Ling very uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything, the corners of his tightly pursed mouth curved down a little, and he followed Lu Zhuoyang at a distance of three steps.

It fell silent.

Lu Zhuoyang walked in front, always felt that Jiang Ling's eyes were on him, like a light on his back, so that he couldn't walk, and he got up with hands and feet within a few steps.

This was really tormenting, Lu Zhuoyang took a few more steps, stopped suddenly, hesitated for a while, turned around, and stared at the peony petals on the other party's clothes, and said, "Mr. Jiang, why don't you come over to me? I, I'm not used to people following me."

Lu Zhuoyang counted in his heart, 1, 2, 3, 4... until he counted to 10, Jiang Ling didn't answer him.

Waiting like this is not an option, Lu Zhuoyang raised his head cautiously, but saw Jiang Ling staring at him, only his shadow was reflected in those thick black and beautiful eyes, as if the whole world was isolated, only him could be seen one person.

This thought startled Lu Zhuoyang.He immediately faltered, and then lowered his head and tried to find the petals of the peony: "Follow, do as you like, follow behind and follow behind..."

Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by Jiang Ling before he finished speaking: "Jiang Ling. My name. Next time, don't bark anymore. Be careful with your tongue." the front of.

...Why do these words sound so familiar?

"Why are you still standing there? Lead the way." Jiang Ling stopped in front, "I'm very tired."

Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly followed: "Don't make a mistake, follow my steps." Jiang Ling was next to him this time, and his piercing eyes disappeared. It was found that Jiang Ling's face was pale and blue, and his complexion was not good.The lips are also an unhealthy light color, and the eyes are even more distinctly black.

Jiang Ling's life was not as good as expected.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhuoyang's heart softened inexplicably, and he sneaked a few glances at the other party from time to time.

Jiang Ling looked at the road ahead without squinting, and said, "Look at me."

Lu Zhuoyang was swallowed and said, "It's nothing."

He is also a cheap guy, but he felt better after being choked, and gradually regained the comfort he had when he was alone with Jiang Ling at the beginning: "I see that your complexion is not very good, did you not sleep well? Did you eat badly? Have you lost your temper?  … Could it be that he was struck by the lightning?"

"What do you know?" Jiang Ling stopped suddenly.

"Ah." Lu Zhuoyang didn't react, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Jiang Ling said: "You were by the side during the catastrophe, do you know what happened?"

"If you want to kill me, you will be struck by lightning." Lu Zhuoyang said.

Jiang Ling obviously didn't believe it, so Lu Zhuoyang had no choice but to say: "Then you promise first, no matter what I say, you will not kill me."

Jiang Ling didn't agree, saying, "It depends on the situation."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Then I won't say anything."

Jiang Ling said: "If you don't say it, I will kill you now."

Lu Zhuoyang: "..."

Jiang Ling said, "Say it quickly."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "...I don't remember everything. I vaguely remember that Xuexian was shot to death by the violent me, and then the inner alchemy ran into the seriously injured you, and the seriously injured you woke up and chased me to kill the normal me—of course not Killed, and then you were seriously injured and fainted again, and then the thunder fell." He briefly summed it up, and while speaking, he made two gestures from top to bottom, and said with emotion, "The thunder was so powerful that day. All my heavenly jade spirit stones have been smashed into pieces."

Thinking of the scene at that time, Lu Zhuoyang still had lingering fears.

"What happened next?" Jiang Ling asked again.

"Later?" Lu Zhuoyang said, "After the heavenly jade spirit stones have been smashed, what's the next thing? That thunder hurts enough, and I don't know if my brain is flooded. Seeing that you are dead, I will pounce on you... "

"So you blocked a thunder for me?" While speaking, Jiang Ling took a step closer to Lu Zhuoyang.

Lu Zhuoyang took a step back: "Yes, yes. After all, I am also your savior. Thank you, no need. Don't keep thinking about killing me."

Jiang Ling lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes completely concealed his emotions: "It won't happen in the future."

Lu Zhuoyang couldn't believe his ears: "Really? You mean what you say?"

Jiang Ling was not very happy, and gave him a hard look: "The dignified disciple of the head of Zhuyun sect, can you still lie to you?"

Lu Zhuoyang silently swallowed the words back to his stomach.

"Don't be naughty, go quickly." Jiang Ling became impatient and urged.

"It's just ahead." Lu Zhuoyang said, "If you keep pushing, don't blame me for remembering the wrong steps. We will all get lost by then."

Jiang Ling snorted coldly, "Are you still reasonable?"

"No reason." Lu Zhuoyang responded.

After finishing speaking, I didn't know what to think of, and suddenly laughed.

baffling.

Jiang Ling said, "What are you laughing at?"

Lu Zhuoyang stopped laughing, and said seriously: "If you don't kill me, we can still bicker like this, I think it's pretty good."

Jiang Ling hooked the corners of his mouth and snorted, "Tsk."

☆, sick

The courtyard on the mountain of the Lingling Sect is very large, and there are not many people in the sect, so naturally there are many empty rooms that no one lives in. The place where Lu Zhuoyang lives is a straight corridor, and he is alone from the beginning to the end.

As he led the way, he recommended: "Why don't you live at the end of the corridor, which is close to Jinghua Lake, and you can see the lake when you open the window, which is very comfortable." Well, he really wanted to move there himself.

When passing by his room, Lu Zhuoyang casually pointed to the sign on the door, and introduced: "This is my room, and I live with you at the end. Come to me if you have anything to do." He said without stopping, and went straight from Walk by the door.

However, Jiang Ling stopped and looked at the three characters "Lu Zhuoyang" in ancient style.

Lu Zhuoyang wondered: "Why did you stop? It's just ahead, there are not a few steps to go."

Jiang Ling turned his head, looked at the room next to him, and asked, "Is there anyone around?"

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Of course, didn't you tell me, I'm the only one living in this corridor."

Jiang Ling nodded, walked over and opened the door of the next room.

"Hey, what are you doing in this room?" Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly followed, and stopped him, "Your room is at the end of the corridor, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is beautiful. If you walk a few more steps, you will die?"

Jiang Ling looked around the house and was quite satisfied, and said, "It's fine here."

Can?What a fart!I don’t feel safe at all living so close. If I’m not happy, I can’t stop such a thin wooden wall with a sword.

Lu Zhuoyang wanted to make persistent efforts to persuade Jiang Ling to give up the idea of ​​living next door, but he saw Jiang Ling took off the sword around his waist, put it on the table, and said, "I'm not leaving, I'm very sleepy, that's all." Loosen the waistband.

Eh? ! !

Lu Zhuoyang was shocked. In broad daylight, he was in a good mood, and he took off his clothes if he disagreed, duh!How decent!

Jiang Ling took off his belt and placed it next to his saber. He was about to take off his coat, but when he looked back at Lu Zhuoyang, he said angrily, "Why are you still here?"

Lu Zhuoyang's face turned red into a tomato, he no longer fretted about the room, and even crawled to the door, not forgetting to say: "You have a good rest, I, I'm right next door, if you need something, call me." Stop holding the door knocker with both hands, and pull hard with your back.The door panel slammed shut with a loud bang.

Separated from the inside and outside, Lu Zhuoyang breathed a sigh of relief, turned left in a daze, and walked to his room.

When he pressed his hands on the door panel, he came back to his senses: Jiang Ling started to undress without saying a word, why did he act as if he was peeping?

Besides, why is he so flustered?Jiang Ling looks a little better, but if someone else has it, he has it too, what's the point?

Worthy.

After preparing himself mentally, Lu Zhuoyang went back to the house, threw his dirty coat at the foot of the bed, washed his face casually, and finally cleaned it, rolled on the bed, ready to take a nap.

The sound insulation effect of the wooden wall is actually quite good. At least for a person with low spiritual power like him, he can't hear the sound from the next door without external force, so the impact is not too great.

But it's one thing not to be able to hear it, and quite another thing not to be able to stop thinking about it.

Thinking that Jiang Ling was next door, Lu Zhuoyang couldn't sleep. He obviously slept in the same bed in Qingshui City, but now it is still separated by a thick wooden wall, so he doesn't know why he is so restless.

Lying on the bed, he changed his posture over and over again, forming a big character for a while, a lowercase 1 for a while, and a shrimp for a while.

Just when he was thinking about whether he should try the buttocks backward flat sand falling wild goose pose, a stupid paper crane flew in from the window and landed on the side of the pillow.

Isn't it sleepy?And spiritual origami cranes?The point is that it's still so ugly? !

Lu Zhuoyang squirmed out, reached out to pick up the stupid paper goose, and spread the letter paper out in twos and twos.

He has seen Jiang Ling's handwriting, stroke by stroke, correct and orderly, no different from imprinted script.

However, there are not many words in the letter paper at this time, only four, but it is a standard wild cursive, a thin sheet of paper, even Lu Zhuoyang's rough nerves can feel the anger contained in it, he has to admire himself , scribbled into such ancient characters can be recognized, it really is well-informed.

He flattened the letter paper under the pillow, turned over lightly, and remained in a prone position, only his eyeballs slid back and forth.

After all, there are four words written on the letter paper: Don't move around.

It seems that wooden walls are not very effective for people with high cultivation bases.Lu Zhuoyang sighed helplessly, why do human beings hurt each other?Wouldn't it be nice to live at the end of the corridor?

He mumbled, closed his eyes, lay down restrained, and fell asleep after a while.

In the evening, he fell into a drowsy sleep, and vaguely heard someone talking in the corridor.After a while, the talking stopped, and he woke up a little bit. He sat up and stared blankly for a while.

Someone outside the house knocked on the door three times, Lu Zhuoyang said dumbly: "The door is not locked." The man pushed the door open and entered.

It was Fang Tianyue.

"Brother, why are you here? Sit down." Lu Zhuoyang slowly rolled over and got out of bed, then slowly found a piece of clean clothes to put on, and then slowly sat across from Fang Tianyue, his eyes fixed on a certain place , obviously not fully awake yet.

Fang Tianyue put a velvet bag on the table, and said: "Master asked me to pass on a message to take Mr. Jiang to Mingxin Pavilion."

"Oh." Lu Zhuoyang said, then tilted his head and thought slowly, "Then why didn't you take him there?"

Fang Tianyue said: "Young Master Jiang said that he doesn't need it, he walked through it once, and he has memorized the formation and steps."

"So that's it." Lu Zhuoyang nodded and said seriously, "After he goes down the mountain, he will have to change to a new formation. The code that has been cracked has lost its meaning of existence."

"..." Fang Tianyue knew that he was still asleep, so she ignored his nonsense and pushed the flannel bag forward, "It's for you."

Lu Zhuoyang asked: "What is it?"

Fang Tianyue smiled: "Open it and have a look."

Lu Zhuoyang took the bag suspiciously and untied the tether.

Fang Tianyue watched his movements, and said in his mouth: "This is the nine pear blossoms that Mr. Jiang found. It was supposed to be given to you a long time ago, but I never found a chance." In fact, if the pear blossoms were given to Lu Zhuoyang , he will definitely ask where it came from. He and Jiang Ling had an agreement in the suburbs of Jinling City, so it is inconvenient to mention it, but this pear blossom rain has always been left in Fang Tianyue's hands.

Seeing Lihuayu, Lu Zhuoyang immediately regained his spirits. He took out the black wooden box where the needle array was placed, and felt that something was wrong, so he explained: "Well, since Lihuayu has gathered together, I will give it to Jiang Ling next time. take it back."

Fang Tianyue looked at the black wooden box and said nothing.

Lu Zhuoyang opened the box, revealing three long needles inside.

The three that Fang Tianyue found, plus these nine, made up the original number of twelve.Lu Zhuoyang carefully took out the long needles from the velvet bag one by one, put them into the black wooden box, and asked, "When did Jiang Ling give you the needles?"

Sure enough, he still asks.

Fang Tianyue said: "When I passed by Jinling City, I went to buy expenses in the city, and you stayed in the outskirts of the city. When I came back to look for you, you were about to go crazy. It was Mr. Jiang who helped you out of danger. .”

"Eh—?" Lu Zhuoyang didn't think about why he met Jiang Ling on the outskirts of Jinling, he was surprised that Jiang Ling would actually make a move—not to kill, but to help?This was something he hadn't expected at all, "One time to save me, one time to kill me, and one time to save me?" Isn't Jiang Ling out of his mind? !

"That's true." Fang Tianyue said, "To be honest, there is still one thing I haven't told you. A few days ago, I found an ancient book "The History of Strange Things" in the Library Pavilion. It is recorded in the book that Xuexian The inner alchemy can be absorbed by the cultivator for his own use, but if the spell practiced by the cultivator is incompatible with the attributes of the snow fairy, the process of absorbing it will be extremely dangerous. However, if the attributes are compatible and can survive, then this person will clear his blood It may have the effect of living dead human flesh and bones."

Lu Zhuoyang didn't believe it: "It's nonsense."

Fang Tianyue nodded: "There must be exaggeration in it, but clearing blood can indeed save people."

This time Lu Zhuoyang sensed the smell, and asked tentatively: "I'm pretty sure from what my brother said?"

Fang Tianyue said: "Because I asked Mr. Jiang for a bottle in your name. A tail of his true spirit is contained in the cleansing blood. Now Mr. Jiang's spirit base is severely damaged, because of this. And I Asked for blood cleansing,...not given to you, but given to Second Martial Uncle."

Lu Zhuoyang didn't pay attention to his last sentence at all, and only heard "Jiang Ling's spirit base is seriously damaged": "...So you mean that Jiang Ling lost a true spirit to save me?"

Fang Tianyue said: "That's right. Young Master Jiang is now going up the mountain with Sect Leader Li, and there may be a period of time in the future where we will face each other day and night. I think it's time to tell you the truth."

Lu Zhuoyang nodded: "Understood."

Lu Zhuoyang's reaction was a little too flat, Fang Tianyue hesitated for a while, and said, "If junior brother wants to blame me..."

Lu Zhuoyang waved his hand, not paying much attention, and said: "If it were me, I would leave good things to the elders. What's more, the second uncle has been seriously injured for many years and has suffered terribly. He needs it more than me. Did the brother do it?" wrong."

Fang Tianyue said: "Then..."

"There's no need to talk about the nasty words." Lu Zhuoyang stopped him and said, "It's time for dinner soon, shouldn't senior brother take Miss Ruyu to the dining room? Let's go."

Fang Tianyue said: "Then you go with senior brother?"

Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly said: "No, I have lost my appetite after sleeping too much, so I won't go. Xiaofei will definitely come to me at night, and we will go get some food."

"Alright then." Fang Tianyue stood up and said, "Shall I go first?"

The corner of Lu Zhuoyang's mouth pulled an upward arc: "Go quickly."

Fang Tianyue looked back at him worriedly, Lu Zhuoyang could only jump up and push him all the way out: "Don't dawdle, people who let girls wait will be single forever."

This time Fang Tianyue really left.

Lu Zhuoyang closed the door, with a forced smile on his face, looking at the twelve pear blossoms open on the table, he felt a little uncomfortable.

No wonder Jiang Ling looked so bad when he saw him today. It turned out that he had lost a true spirit.

Lu Zhuoyang's spiritual power is not high, but under the influence of his ears and eyes, he still has a little understanding of the basic knowledge.

As we all know, the aptitude of a cultivator depends on the spiritual veins. Those with strong spiritual veins have high aptitude, and vice versa.But the spirit vein is not permanent, although there are inherent advantages and disadvantages, it can also be changed after the day after tomorrow.For example, Lu Zhuoyang is a negative teaching material for the elimination of spiritual veins due to acquired reasons.

Spiritual veins contain spiritual power, and if the spiritual power is exhausted, after a few days of rest and serious practice for a few days, it will recover to a full extent.

As for the true spirit, it is the foundation of practitioners.It is accumulated over many years, and it is the "base" attached to the muscles and bones.

It will take as short as a year or as long as several years to recover after a loss.

Lu Zhuoyang didn't understand.

With Jiang Ling's arrogant personality, how could he do this for others?

That person is still Lu Zhuoyang?

...So Jiang Ling is indeed mentally ill.Still very sick.

☆, not stupid

Lu Zhuoyang threw the acupuncture box into the bedside cabinet, lay down by himself, folded his hands on his chest and stared at the hollow pattern on the top of the bed without moving.

After a while, he opened the cabinet again, took out the black wooden box, and played with it in his hand.

What does it mean for one person to be willing to waste his soul for another?Lu Zhuoyang can't understand it very well, he doesn't have a true spirit—maybe there is, but it's impossible to perceive it with his current spiritual power.

But he is not stupid.

He and Jiang Ling were not childhood sweethearts, best friends, senior teachers, or blood relatives. They had only known each other for a few months, and most of the time he was still trying to hold back.

If I had to make a definition, the two of them could barely be regarded as acquaintances who met by chance.

A person will do everything for his close relatives and friends, but when facing ordinary friends, he will probably think about it for a long time to borrow a few taels of money.

Jiang Ling is not a person who cares about others. From childhood to adulthood, he only has the Li family and his daughter and Jing Qiu in his eyes.

If he is not sick, then Lu Zhuoyang is regarded as... an important person.

Who is important?

Important friend?important brother?or something else?

In the original book "The Transformation of Immortals and Demons", Jiang Ling and Yuan Shen were cited as confidantes for the first time they met, so it is very likely that he will be regarded as an important brother.

Let's just believe it.

But what is he planning?

Lu Zhuoyang sat up in a hurry, summarizing his own advantages seriously.

Then I found that I didn't seem to have any advantages.

rich?No, that's the sect's money.

Yan?Jiang Ling is much prettier than him.

Passionate? ...Forget it, you will be dragging your feet.

He sighed, and fell back down again.

I don't really want to understand.

People in the cultivation world are so difficult to understand.

The wind was a little strong at night, and the candle shadow swayed a few times, but finally couldn't hold it anymore and went out.Lu Zhuoyang was too lazy to get out of bed to order again, so he let it go.

The moon was a little round that night, and the moonlight poured in through the window sill, and the outlines of the furnishings in the house could be vaguely seen.

He had just had a good night's sleep in the afternoon, and it was still early and he was still thinking about things, so he would have difficulty falling asleep for a while, so he rolled from the left side of the bed to the right, and then rolled from the right back to the left while holding the quilt, kicking his legs twice, Then switch from the head of the bed to the end of the bed.

It was really noisy.

Jiang Ling was not around at the moment, so he seized the opportunity to act as a demon, so as not to wait for him to come back, and he was not allowed to do this or that, and had to suffocate to death.Thinking of this, Lu Zhuoyang rolled a few times with great vigor.

Little did he know that Jiang Ling had already returned when he was baking the pancake.It's just that the sound of opening and closing the door was not loud, completely covered by the movement of Lu Zhuoyang turning over.

A goose flew into Lu Zhuoyang's room in the dark and landed on the bedside table.The white paper goose was indistinguishable in the night, and the small one made no sound, so it didn't attract Lu Zhuoyang's attention.He still went his own way, happily dismantling the bed boards.

After a while, a fire suddenly lit up outside the window.

somebody is coming!Jiang Ling is back!

Startled, Lu Zhuoyang stopped his movements quickly, pricked up his ears to listen, and was ready to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep at any time.Unexpectedly, the fire light did not move away from the window, but followed a figure rushing in from outside the window, and several lotus fires scattered in every corner, illuminating the surroundings brightly and majesticly.

The man landed lightly and steadily, and approached the bed step by step with no expression on his face. Who is it not Jiang Ling?

Lu Zhuoyang pouted his chin and questioned, "Hey, why did you come in without knocking!"

Jiang Ling didn't answer, but stopped beside the bed.

Against the backdrop of the fire, his face became less pale and his expression became softer. His thick black and beautiful eyes embraced all the stars in the world, and his long eyelashes blinked for a moment, which seemed to have a hint of charm. , the beauty is a little unreal.

Lu Zhuoyang felt nervous for a while, and moved into the bed wrapped in a thin quilt: "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Ling raised one foot, knelt down on the bed, put his hands on both sides, slowly bent down, and approached him little by little.

!!!

what's the situation? !

"Don't come here!" Lu Zhuoyang moved back for a while, and finally had no choice but to bow his body like a caterpillar, and said, "Come again and I'll yell!" As soon as the words came out of his mouth I just don't feel right...why is it so awkward?

But at this moment, he couldn't care less about entanglement, Jiang Ling's exquisite face was close at hand, and seeing the tip of his nose was about to touch his, Lu Zhuoyang's heart beat uncontrollably.

It was as intense as drumming.

Boom, boom, boom.

Lu Zhuoyang's mouth was a little dry, he swallowed, and said: "Men and men, do you want to kiss or not?"

Just as he finished speaking, Jiang Ling saw an extremely disdainful sneer from the corner of his eyes, raised his hand and slapped him hard on the forehead, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "It's so noisy, you must force me to take action."

Lu Zhuoyang couldn't move for a moment, he was frozen.The words were stuck in his mouth, and he could only stare innocent eyes wide and complain silently: Why are you blaming me, brother, even though you insist on living next door?

Jiang Ling turned over and jumped off the bed, and took another look at Lu Zhuoyang, who was wrapped in an adult worm. Then he clapped his hands and clapped his hands when he was done, and with a cold snort, he took his lotus fire and went out from the door in a fair manner.

After he left, Lu Zhuoyang struggled again, unable to even move his little finger, so he gave up resignedly.The current posture is quite comfortable, with my head half-arched in the thin quilt, and I am not tired, so that's it.

Lu Zhuoyang closed his eyes, and Jiang Ling's lips and eyebrows immediately appeared in his mind, which made him tremble in fright, and opened his eyes wide again.

Just now Jiang Ling's nose and eyes were no more than half an inch away from him, his breath was almost hitting his face, and he was holding the hook warmly, giving him the illusion that Jiang Ling would do something.

At that time, an absurd and untimely thought popped into his mind, but when Jiang Ling slapped his forehead, that thought quickly dissipated.

Think about it too, how is it possible.

How could that guy like him?

Lu Zhuoyang didn't dare to go back to sleep easily, and opened his eyes wide, so that Jiang Ling wouldn't wander into his mind again while he wasn't paying attention.After struggling with myself in this way, I couldn't remember how I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already bright.

He stretched himself and found that he could move, so he happily twisted and fucked twice, and when he was stretching, he saw the stupid goose parked on the top of the bedside table.

Lu Zhuoyang had a bad premonition, he opened the letter paper in fear, and when he saw the words written on it, he felt a little uncomfortable: Don't make noise, if you make noise again, I will go over and clean you up.

"..." Why do you feel so ashamed.

Jiang Ling wouldn't think that he kept on purposely seeing the content on the letter paper, and then made a big noise so that Jiang Ling would come over and "clean up" him "in person", right?

This possibility is not impossible.

... Lu Zhuoyang was silent for a while, stuffed the letter paper into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it.

When I packed up and went out, the door next door happened to open.

Jiang Ling wore a black robe, which was particularly eye-catching.Lu Zhuoyang clenched his right hand into a fist and pressed it to his lips, coughing to cover up his inner embarrassment: "Good morning."

"Hmm." Jiang Ling is in a good mood, his complexion is much better than the day before, and the dark circles under his eyelids are also a little lighter, "I have heard that Yuling Mountain is full of aura, and today's personal experience is indeed true."

He stretched out his right hand, bowed his head and played with his five fingers. A lotus fire the size of a fingernail slipped from the tip of his little finger to his thumb. With a flick of his fingertip, the small flame was bounced towards Lu Zhuoyang. Halfway through, ice and fire alternated, bright yellow turned to ice. Blue, lightly shattered in front of Lu Zhuoyang, and scattered into a thin ice mist.

Lu Zhuoyang felt a burst of coolness, and asked curiously: "Ice? How did it come here?"

Jiang Ling raised his handsome eyebrows, squinted at him, but put his hands behind his back, and said, "No comment."

"..." Lu Zhuoyang spat silently in his heart.

With such an interruption, the embarrassment when we first met in the morning was thrown out of the sky. He didn't eat last night, and now he is very hungry. He plans to sacrifice to the Temple of Wu Zang first: "I'm going to the dining room, will you go?"

Jiang Ling lifted his chin slightly, and said, "Not yet leading the way."

At first glance, his eyebrows are picturesque and he looks forward to flying, but it's a pity...

Lu Zhuoyang shook his head, pointed to a side path, and said, "Go this way."

Jiang Ling walked beside him, poked the side of his leg with the scabbard, and asked, "Why are you shaking your head?"

Lu Zhuoyang rolled his eyes at him, turned his head to the other side: "No comment."

Jiang Ling was angry and said to himself, "Open a dyeing workshop if you give me some color?"It's so boring!He said, "Say it!"

He has learned a lot about threatening people since he was a child, such as "be careful with your tongue", "be careful with your head", "just try if you want to die", but every sentence seems inappropriate at the moment. The tip of the tongue slipped up, and then swallowed it back.

When it came to his lips, there was only a blunt sentence of "speak quickly", and he always felt that he had no confidence.

Sure enough, that idiot kicked his nose on his face, his skin was very itchy, and at the end he sang a strange tune: "I won't tell you, I won't tell you, I won't~ tell you."

Jiang Ling was so angry that he raised his hand and drew out his sword.