You are not allowed to become a demon through books

Seeing his posture, Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly begged for mercy, and said: "A gentleman does not move his mouth, put down his weapon." He poked his finger down, "I will tell you."

Jiang Ling gave him a hard look, and slammed the sword back into the scabbard: "Say."

Lu Zhuoyang chuckled, took a step closer to him with a stern face, pinched his cheeks with his hands, and wiped the smile away, and then asked seriously, "Did anyone say you are good-looking?"

Immediately recalled what Lu Zhuoyang said in the carriage when he left Qingshui City in his mind.

"Tell me you look good."

The tips of his ears turned red, and he said with a straight face, "Say something straight."

Lu Zhuoyang pursed his lips, and said again: "Then what do you think my senior brother looks like?"

Jiang Ling put his hand on the hilt of the sword, with an unhappy expression on his face, he said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Without realizing it, Lu Zhuoyang raised a thumb and said, "My senior brother looks like this." After speaking, he raised another thumb and made a pair, saying, "You look like this."

Before Jiang Ling opened his eyebrows, Lu Zhuoyang withdrew his hand and said with a thumbs up: "My senior brother has such a temper."

As he said this, he turned his thumbs over, with his fist on top and his fingertips down, and said, "You, your temper is like this."

The author has something to say: System notification: Lu Zhuoyang has turned on death mode, please observe the audience for 3 minutes of silence

☆, looking for death

The corners of Jiang Ling's eyes twitched slightly, he laughed angrily, and said, "Continue."

Lu Zhuoyang didn't know that he had already slapped the tiger's butt, and he really continued: "Senior brother has a good temper, treats people kindly, gentle and polite, always considers others..." Before he finished speaking, he felt a terrible pain on his back. With great force, he pushed him forward all the way until he hugged the pillar in front of him before barely stopping.

The posture looked dangerous, but the strength was just right, so that Lu Zhuoyang could not move, but it would not hurt him at all.

Lu Zhuoyang didn't care, and yelled: "Jiang Ling! You told me to continue talking! Don't count your words."

Holding the scabbard in his hand, Jiang Ling leaned on Lu Zhuoyang's back, raised his foot, stepped on the side railing, and gritted his teeth: "Go on."

"Senior brother has a good temper! Be kind to others! Gentle and polite! Always consider others! Especially girls like him! I think Miss Ruyu likes him very much." He said loudly, "Look at you again! If you keep doing this Change your bad temper, no matter how good-looking you are, no girl will like you!"

Jiang Ling was furious: "So you like someone like Fang Tianyue?!"

"Ah—?" Lu Zhuoyang didn't understand his brain circuit for a moment, and he was stunned for a moment, forgetting all the lines he had thought up, "I mean, if you don't change your bad temper, girls won't be happy... No, what are you talking about?" coming?"

Jiang Ling withdrew his saber and let him go, feeling a little lost: "Ask more."

Lu Zhuoyang scratched his back with his backhand, followed him and said, "As... well, friend, I kindly remind you that you have to be grateful. Don't keep a straight face, frown, or—" He Following Jiang Ling's example, he twisted the corners of his mouth into a half-smile, "That's it."

Jiang Ling said: "I want you to take care of it."

"Look, look, that's it, the brows are wrinkled again!" He pressed Jiang Ling's shoulder and said, "Don't move!"

Jiang Ling stopped as he said.

Lu Zhuoyang raised his other hand and stretched it towards his face.

"Just don't move." Lu Zhuoyang warned again.

Jiang Ling was half a head taller than him, and Lu Zhuoyang could only slightly raise his head to look at it. At this moment, he licked the corner of his mouth, and then gently pressed the pulp of his thumb against Jiang Ling's brow.

The moment before the fingertips touched, Jiang Ling shrank back slightly, and at the same time raised his hand and waved his arm away, saying: "Stop making trouble."

"Hey, you are really..." Lu Zhuoyang muttered, "I'm doing this for your own good, girls like someone who is gentler to themselves. Look at Miss Ruyu, she ran away with my senior brother—"

"Are you annoying?" Jiang Ling stopped talking nonsense with him, grabbed his skirt and dragged it forward, letting him talk as smooth as he could, but he didn't let go.

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Mr. Jiang, Jiang Xianguan, Jiang Xiaodi, if you have something to say, talk about it, how decent it is."

Jiang Ling said, "I have nothing to say to you."

Lu Zhuoyang: "..."

The two went to the dining room noisy.Walking to the door, Jiang Ling released the person and pushed him in, and Lu Zhuoyang took advantage of the opportunity and sat down on the stool.Jiang Ling sat down beside him Shi Shiran.

陆卓扬确实饿坏了，伸手向餐桌上的食盘，拿了个大包子塞进嘴里，咬了一大口，含糊地招呼姜陵道：“呜呜呜呜呜（我师弟做的）。”

He wolfed down one, looked around while nibbling, and then stopped chewing in his mouth.

Usually the dining room is always lively, but at this moment, although it is full of brothers and sisters, they are not talking, each of them is holding a bowl of porridge and chewing buns, their eyes fall on Lu Zhuoyang, winking, clearly full of curiosity : What is the name of the person next to you, who lives and where does it matter?

Lu Zhuoyang quickly chewed the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, moved to the side of his junior brother, and said in a low voice, "Did you see a beautiful girl yesterday? They came together and stayed on the mountain for a few days."

The younger brother nodded seriously: "I see. It's the first time I've seen such a good-looking girl when I grow up." He sneaked a glance at Jiang Ling as he spoke, "This one looks even better."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "...This is a man."

The junior brother chuckled: "Senior brother Tianyue also said that the girl is a boy."

...... May I ask what happened while he was away?

"Don't talk nonsense." Lu Zhuoyang said hurriedly, "If he hears it, be careful not to die without a whole body."

The junior brother laughed again: "How can it be, our tongue is tight." He said and tightly squeezed his mouth.

...I always feel that something terrible must have happened while he was away.

Jiang Ling didn't say a word, took a sip of the porridge slowly, and glanced at him coldly from time to time.

If Jiang Ling found out, his brothers would treat him as a woman disguised as a man, wondering if he would burn down the dining room, Lu Zhuoyang secretly sweated.As soon as Jiang Ling's bowl bottomed out, he was dragged out by his wrist.

Behind Lu Zhuoyang, all the brothers showed expressions as if they had suddenly realized.After the two of them left, the silence in the dining room was broken, and the noise broke out again.

After kneading the flour, Yi Xiaofei poked his head out of the kitchen and asked curiously, "Why was it so quiet just now? What were you talking about?"

A senior brother tapped his head lightly with chopsticks: "Don't ask too many questions, kid."

Monk Yi Xiaofei was puzzled: "Huh?"

Lu Zhuoyang dragged Jiang Ling out, and from a distance, Fang Tianyue and a petite "junior brother" walked towards the dining room, and he took a closer look: "Isn't that Miss Ruyu?" Seeing through women disguised as men is an innate skill.

He finally understood why his seniors asked him in such an ambiguous tone.Daring Fang Tianyue made Li Ruyu wear men's clothing in order to make it easier for Li Ruyu to move around on the mountain.

"Let's say hello!" Lu Zhuoyang let go of Jiang Ling's hand and said, "Senior brother will definitely take Miss Ruyu around the mountain later, although you are also the first time back, but I don't recommend you to follow them Strolling together, you didn't look at them, the pink bubbles that popped could blind people's eyes from a mile away..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Ling grabbed the hand he had just let go, and pulled him in another direction: "Go this way."

"Stop saying hello?" With a question mark on Lu Zhuoyang's forehead, he was dragged forward two steps, "Hey, slow down, where are we going?"

Jiang Ling said: "Mingxin Pavilion, find old man Mingxin and my master."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "It's so early in the morning, why bother Master?"

It was rare for Jiang Ling not to sneer at him, and said: "Entrusted by the old man Mingxin, I will take you to perform acupuncture and break the spiritual nail."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "...I don't understand this. I'm already healed, so why do you need to break the spirit nail." The memory left by breaking the spirit nail several times is not good.

Jiang Ling let him go, stopped, and said, "Do you understand why my junior sister and I are here?"

Lu Zhuoyang said: "A guest here?"

Jiang Ling said: "We come with Master."

Lu Zhuoyang said again: "Then why is Head Li here?"

Jiang Ling said seriously, "I'm here to save you."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Save me? Are you kidding me? Master said I'm fine."

"Believe it or not." Jiang Ling pulled him up again, and said, "Old man Mingxin probably didn't want to worry you by saying this, but since my master is here, I won't let you have anything to do. Don't dawdle, hurry up follow."

Leaving other things aside, Jiang Ling's words "I won't let you have trouble" are quite reassuring.He was so light-hearted, as if he could withstand the collapse of the sky. Although Lu Zhuoyang was nervous because of his elders' hard work, his heart was steady and he was not particularly worried.

But I still have some doubts: "Why did you take me there, why didn't you let my senior brother accompany me?"

"Of course I am better than your senior brother." Jiang Ling said, "The two old men need someone to protect the spell when they perform spells. That person must be me, not Fang Tianyue." Having said that, Jiang Ling turned to look at him, with Hidden a little arrogance.

Lu Zhuoyang's heart skipped a beat: Isn't this guy still angry because he praised Fang Tianyue? ...It's childish enough.

But he didn't dare to tease the tiger's butt again, so he had to find another topic and asked, "When did you know about the broken spirit nail?"

"Either sooner or later."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "If the spirit nail is broken again, my spirit power will be even less."

Jiang Lingdao snorted rather disdainfully: "The spiritual power itself is low, and it's not bad."

Lu Zhuoyang muttered: "It's easy to say. In the end, you are not the one who dislikes you."

"I can hear you clearly." Jiang Ling said without turning his head, "I've already disliked it to the end, how can I dislike it even more?" Inside Mingxin Pavilion, "Go in quickly."

When he approached, Lu Zhuoyang really became a little nervous. He staggered, supported the wall, looked hesitantly at the stairs in front of him, and then looked back at Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling stood at the door and said to him, "What are you afraid of, I will stay here and guard."

"Who said I'm afraid." Lu Zhuoyang muttered, "The one upstairs is my master, and he's treated me well."

With a flick of Jiang Ling's finger, a shard of ice hit his ass: "Go quickly."

"Who is this?" Lu Zhuoyang covered his buttocks, puffed out, and went upstairs without being nervous.Halfway there, he went downstairs again.

Jiang Ling said impatiently, "Why are you back again?"

Lu Zhuoyang stared at him firmly, and said, "From now on, don't let people bleed casually."

It seems that Fang Tianyue told him about the blood cleansing, Jiang Ling paused: "Don't worry about it."

Just guessed what he would say.Lu Zhuoyang wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he hesitated, went upstairs again, and said before leaving, "Thank you."

Jiang Ling spat at him: "There are many things."

After seeing Lu Zhuoyang's figure, Jiang Ling spread out his palm, and four spirit paper cranes appeared on it one after another. He took a breath, and the spirit paper cranes flapped their wings and disappeared in place, and then appeared in the attic very quickly. In all directions, a colorless and invisible protective enchantment was opened.

There was a vague conversation between the two old men and Lu Zhuoyang upstairs.The wind of the palm swept away the dust at will, and Jiang Ling sat down on the threshold, fully opened his five senses with the sword and pestle, and waited quietly.

After a cup of tea, the talking stopped.After another cup of tea, there was a big commotion in the attic, the demonic energy suddenly surged, and the spiritual energy surged again, the two alternated alternately, and the entire Mingxin Pavilion was slightly shaken.

——The danger in it is a little bit more dangerous than that in the Fairy Conference.

Jiang Ling clenched the hilt of his sword, looking worriedly at the end of the stairs.There are two great powers in the distraction stage performing spells at the same time, there will be no difference, but his heart is tightly hanging.

The earth shaking and mountain shaking lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and suddenly everything stopped, as if being strangled by an invisible big hand, and the surroundings became terribly silent.

Jiang Ling's heart beat wildly.

The extreme silence lasted for a few moments, and suddenly a very sharp and thin scream broke through the void and went straight to the sky. Jiang Ling's chest froze, and a fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat.The illusion of being strangled disappeared, and he rushed to the attic with his sword in hand.

The author has something to say: the more manuscripts are saved, the less they are saved, and it will soon become a Guoben party...

Hey, I didn't expect me to be this kind of person OTZ

☆, texture

On the attic, there was a formation of double stars, old man Mingxin and Li inexplicably sat at the east and west of the formation, and Lu Zhuoyang sat cross-legged between the two of them.

At this time, the house was in chaos like a strong wind passing through.The two old men closed their eyes and adjusted their breathing, while Lu Zhuoyang drooped his head, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and a circular liquid barrier was gathered in the formation.

Jiang Ling didn't dare to rush in for fear of disturbing the operation, so he knelt down on one knee and stopped three feet away.

After another cup of tea, the barrier disappeared, old man Mingxin and Li Moming both opened their eyes, Lu Zhuoyang lost his support and leaned to the side.Jiang Ling took a big step forward to support him, even though he knew it was unnecessary, he couldn't help but stretched out his fingers to poke under the tip of his nose.

The warm breath hit the fingertips, with a warm itch, Jiang Ling's heart lightened, and he let out a sigh of relief.

Li inexplicably suppressed the blood that was still churning in his chest, and said, "Nephew Lu Xian is fine for the time being, but I'm afraid that he won't be able to wake up for a while, so you should send him back and rest for a while."

He raised his head and looked at the old man Mingxin. The other party stroked his long beard, as if he hadn't regained consciousness from the spell, he just nodded slightly, so Li continued inexplicably: "With his current physique, he can't bear the second round for the time being." It takes at least seven days to cast the spell. Seven days later, when the moon is full, bring him over again and apply the last nail."

The last nail, the fifth spirit breaking nail.

"Apprentice obeys orders." Jiang Ling replied, and picked him up horizontally.When he went downstairs, he faintly heard a sigh behind him, he just ignored it and left Mingxin Pavilion with his head down.

Lu Zhuoyang fell into a deep sleep due to excessive consumption of spells this time, and the bumpy journey did not wake him up.

Jiang Ling figured out the maze of Yuling Mountain, walked on the ground like walking on the ground, and hurried back to the residence in a short while, kicked open the door of Lu Zhuoyang's room, and carefully put him on the bed.

Lu Zhuoyang lowered his head, his hair slanted to the side to cover half of his body, and now he was lying down, revealing a section of his neck and the black tattoo between his necks.

Jiang Ling gently brushed away the covered hair, this tattoo is very large, part of it is exposed, and the other part is hidden under the clothes.Unbutton the first and second clothes buttons, pull down the skirt slightly, and the tattoo is fully revealed.

It is said to be a tattoo, but it is actually more like some kind of ancient seal.

Jiang Ling has seen similar ones in ancient books, but the one on Lu Zhuoyang's body now is a little different from the ones he has seen before. The painting is rough, as if it was written in cursive at the fastest speed in a very short period of time.The lines are more cumbersome and the patterns are more complicated.

At this time, the color of these lines attached to Lu Zhuoyang's neck changed from thick black to light blue and then disappeared, and then reappeared from the skin, showing a light blue color, and then turned to thick black little by little.When it is bright and when it is gone.

Why is there such a seal on him?

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that there was not one, but a pair of interlocking buckles, connecting the three seals together.

The broken spirit nail is to suppress his demon nature, so what is the use of this seal?

The lines on the neck were faintly visible, and Jiang Ling stretched out his slender fingers to touch it lightly.When the skin touched, a slight pain like a pinprick came from the fingertips, he shrank slightly, but the fingers did not leave.

Some very fragmented fragments flashed through his mind like a horse on a horse, which seemed to be Lu Zhuoyang's memory, but it didn't seem to be.

The overwhelming darkness, the caves that are constantly collapsing, the screams and pleas for help, the hazy and intertwined figures, mixed with the crying of babies...

Jiang Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

He found that he was not in Lu Zhuoyang's room, but standing in a well.The arc-shaped wall of the well is covered with cyan vines, hiding its original appearance.The well is very deep, and the full moon hangs over the top of the well. Looking from a distance, it is just a very small spot of light.

This well is not big, and if you are not careful, you will bump into the ivy on the wall of the well.However, it was such a small place, but there was a wind blowing. Jiang Ling turned around and saw a dark and deep road.

He tried to summon the lotus fire.The spiritual power in his body seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, without any response, he could only grope into the alley in the dark.

The road was long and dark, but it was also very quiet. He walked on this road for a long time based on his feeling, until he stepped into another world.

This time he walked into a huge cave.

The surrounding rock walls are filled with torches, and in the middle of the cave is a hexagonal demon-subduing formation made up of seventeen iron chains interlaced.

Before adapting to the sudden light, the whole cave began to shake.Gravels continued to fall from the top of the head, heart-piercing shouts lingered in the empty cave, and the iron chains collided violently with each other, making harsh metal crashing sounds.

As the earth shook and the mountains shook, the torches were extinguished one after another, and the iron chains were broken one after another. Every time there was a sound of breaking, it hit the heart heavily. The tremor seemed to reach the depths of the heart.

When the last torch was extinguished, the cave was plunged into darkness.

At the same time, the collapse stopped, and instead, something in the darkness was cracking little by little, like cloth, some like earthen pots, maybe wooden boxes, from dense to cracks, and finally cracked into pieces. two halves.

Like something came out.

He opened his eyes in the darkness, his vicious and greedy gaze was like a sticky spider thread, firmly attached to the prey, and then the thing moved, moving closer to the prey little by little...

Something lightly touched his wrist.

Startled, Jiang Ling walked out of the hallucination.

Lu Zhuoyang turned over in his sleep, his black hair spread out and slid across his wrist, and the tattoo that had appeared on his neck had disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief, bent his index finger, and lightly hooked Lu Zhuoyang's cheek, then sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning against the bed rail.

He was closing his eyes and recuperating, when the voices of Fang Tianyue and Li Ruyu came from far and near outside the house.

I could only hear the paper fan shaking fast - this kind of thing was probably done by Li Ruyu, as expected, she spoke to Fang Tianyue and said: "I will see my senior brother later, I will play him like this." She deliberately lowered her voice , "'This young man is so handsome, Senior Brother Tianyue, do you know him?', how about it?"

After saying that, I started giggling, and felt uncomfortable after laughing, so I hurriedly stopped my voice, and continued to smirk once with a suppressed voice "hehehe".

Fang Tianyue said helplessly: "Let's leave it to you."

The paper fan shook wildly again.

Walking outside the door, Li Ruyu said: "The door is tightly closed, isn't your brother still sleeping? Don't you have something to say to him, go in and wake him up—" While speaking, the door was also blocked She pushed open a little.

Fang Tianyue hastily stopped her and said: "You are a girl, you must not enter or leave the men's room at will, wait for me for a while, and come when you go."

Li Ruyu withdrew her hand and let out a long cry.

Fang Tianyue pushed the door open and entered the room, not forgetting to tell her: "Don't run around, it will be troublesome if you get lost."

Li Ruyu said: "Understood, Brother Tianyue."

Fang Tianyue entered the room, and within a few steps, she saw the clothes hanging beside the bed from a distance.

Jiang Ling turned his head towards him, raised his face lazily, and said concisely: "I haven't woken up yet."

Fang Tianyue nodded.He knew that the two old men performed the technique, so he estimated the time and came to have a look.

He didn't see Lu Zhuoyang, and he knew that he must be sleeping on his side in the bed.

Jiang Ling just sat on the edge of the bed, clearly not doing anything, but tasted something different, which made people feel a little inexplicably embarrassed.

Fang Tianyue thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "Then I'll come back later."

Jiang Ling didn't stop him, but lazily raised his eyelids and turned his head back.

Fang Tianyue then quietly exited the door.

Li Ruyu was waiting outside, when she saw him, she asked curiously, "Why so fast? Are you done talking about business?"

"Cough cough." Fang Tianyue clenched a fist with her hand and pressed it between her lips, hiding her embarrassment in her cough, "Junior Brother is sleeping, let's talk about it later. It's not a very important matter."

"What about Brother Ling? Do you want to call him?"

"I don't think it's necessary." Fang Tianyue said, "Don't you want to see the lake? I'll take you there right now, how about it?"

Li Ruyu's eyes fell on Lu Zhuoyang's room door, she couldn't hide her doubts in her eyes, but she still obediently said, and quickly walked a few steps to follow Shang Tianyue: "Brother Tianyue, what does the lake in Yuling Mountain look like? I heard people say that because of the strong aura, it will glow at night, is it true?"

Fang Tianyue said: "That's called the moonlight, and it only appears on a full moon night."

"Is that true? The full moon will be in a few days. Brother Tianyue take me to see it?"

"Okay."

……

The movement between the two became more and more distant. Jiang Ling sat for a while, then pushed the sleeping Lu Zhuoyang to the side, turned over and lay down by himself.

A few hours later, Lu Zhuoyang woke up.

He sat up slowly, his movements were the same as usual, with the laziness of half-awakening, and then twisted his body twice.When I was about to get out of bed, I found someone lying beside me.He jumped back a foot like a monkey.

When he recognized who was lying down, he pushed that person's shoulder with an unhappy face: "Hey, wake up."

Jiang Ling held down his fidgeting hand, opened his eyes with the usual clarity: "What are you going to do?"

"Should I ask you this?" Lu Zhuoyang withdrew his hand, and suspiciously gathered the loose skirts.He wanted to step over Jiang Ling, but he gave up because he didn't dare, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Ling said: "Master and old man Mingxin were casting spells while you fell asleep, I will take you back."

While speaking, he glanced at Lu Zhuoyang from bottom to top, his long eyelashes swept across, Lu Zhuoyang's heart skipped a beat for no reason: "I'm not asking you this, I'm asking why you are in my bed?"

Jiang Ling took it for granted, and said, "I'm sleepy."

Lu Zhuoyang pointed to the wall behind the bed: "Your room is next door!"

This is true.

Jiang Ling paused for a while, thought about it, and explained in a rare mood: "I'm too lazy to move."

Lu Zhuoyang quit, and this person made it clear that he was perfunctory: "I'm too lazy to talk to you!"

He said, "Excuse me, I want to go down. If you don't let me, I will step over." As if to step over Jiang Ling, his eyes are wide open, and the meaning is obvious: If you don't let me go, I will really step over. .

How could Jiang Ling show weakness?He also stared at him fiercely, and said back: How dare you?

☆, Acacia

Lu Zhuoyang slowly raised his dog leg.

"Why are you so troublesome?" Jiang Ling was the first to be defeated. He staggered his eyes and pushed Lu Zhuoyang away. Instructions were given to him, "After seven days, go to Mingxin Pavilion again and put in the last spirit breaking nail."

"It's so fast, don't give me some time to slow down." Breaking the spirit nail is more difficult every time, and the magic spell seven days later may be even more difficult.Lu Zhuoyang was not very happy. He sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed the shoehorn, hooked it, and put on both shoes.

During this period of time, Jiang Ling wondered about the reasons for Lu Zhuoyang's low spiritual power, and never made fun of him again, and even spent a little time thinking about whether he should say some words of forgiveness to enlighten him .

However, Lu Zhuoyang's reaction was obviously beyond his expectation: "You accepted it quite quickly."

"Young man," Lu Zhuoyang patted his chest, "eating some spinach will restore your strength."

Jiang Ling snorted and said with a light smile, "That's very good."

Lu Zhuoyang followed with a smile.

The old man Mingxin once said that the Spirit Breaking Nails must be in odd numbers to be effective. Jiang Ling said that when Li Moming was invited to go up the mountain, he had already foreseen that it was imperative to tie two more Spirit Breaking Nails.

It is impossible to say that there is no gap in his heart. After all, the gathering of all five spirit breaking nails means that his spirit veins will be completely bound.He became a real ordinary person without any spiritual power.

"In the future, I probably won't have anything to do with comprehension." Lu Zhuoyang sighed, "But it doesn't matter if you have spiritual power or not. I stay on the mountain, and it's not bad to be the bottom."

It has been like this for 22 years, but there is not much difference.The disadvantage is that after going through the wind and rain under the mountain, it is somewhat unaccustomed to return to mediocrity; the advantage is probably that you don't have to worry about the main storyline in the future.

The demonic nature is suppressed across the board, so there is no such thing as being possessed by demons. It is impossible for Tong'an City to be framed and fell into a cliff, or to kill innocent brothers and turn against each other indiscriminately and finally die at the hands of the male protagonist.

And with so much money in the sect, for the remaining decades, he just needs to try his best to share the burden for the sect.

"You can think about it." Jiang Ling took out an ice bead the size of a pearl and flicked it on his face.

Lu Zhuoyang closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them, he said, "I'm going to be angry again!"

He said he was going to be angry, but he wasn't really angry.He sort of understood that since absorbing Xuexian's inner alchemy, Jiang Ling could control ice cold and extreme fire at the same time, flicking shattered ice on him from time to time, probably to show off.

Jiang Ling slightly tilted his head to look at him, as if he was considering whether he was really angry.

Lu Zhuoyang glared at him angrily, sat down at the table, took out the black wooden box where the pear blossom rain was placed, and placed it in front of Jiang Ling.

When he saw what the box on the table was, Jiang Ling couldn't see the expression on his face: "What are you doing?"

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Isn't this what you put in my Qiankun bag when you returned the heavenly jade spirit stone? My senior brother told me that he didn't give me this set of acupuncture arrays. Return it to you."

Jiang Ling thought for a long time why he put Lihuayu in Lu Zhuoyang's Qiankun bag at the beginning, but he couldn't figure it out. He was just happy to see him using the things he gave him.Now that Lu Zhuoyang wants to return the needle array, he feels angry from the heart: "It wasn't given by Fang Tianyue, so I don't want it?"

"That's not what it means." Lu Zhuoyang quickly explained, "It's really inappropriate for Jing Qiu to knock down the heavenly jade spirit stone to the bottom of the lake, but it's already a great kindness to me for Mr. Li to save me. You don't have to use it." Such a valuable thing is an apology for Jing Qiu. Besides, we are all friends, and you have saved me again and again, let alone accept it casually."

He didn't figure it out, but this person figured it out for him?Jiang Ling took the box with a straight face, flipped through it casually, and found a small missing corner on the box.He turned the box around, turned the missing corner to Lu Zhuoyang, and said, "No."

Lu Zhuoyang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly picked up the box to check it. He was a little careless and didn't notice that the box was broken: "I'll go get a new box for you."

"No need." Jiang Ling glanced at him, "You think that you will lose your spiritual power in the future, and it will be useless to keep the needle array, so why don't you return it to me?"

"...You, how can you say that." Lu Zhuoyang blushed.

What Jiang Ling said was not entirely correct, but there was also a reason for this.He bit the bullet and argued for himself: "After Senior Brother told me the truth yesterday, I thought about paying you back. Really, I just forgot about it when I got up this morning. Although I really thought that I would not be able to use it in the future." Needle array just remembered, but the purpose is completely different, you can't just wrong me."

Jiang Ling nodded, as if he agreed with his statement, but still said: "No. If it is given to you, it is yours."

Lu Zhuoyang thought for a while, and said: "How about I exchange the long sword with you? We have a lot of collections in our sect! A few days ago, Xiao Fei and I visited the Treasure Pavilion, and there are all kinds of long swords in it. Grab a handful of heavenly ones."

Jiang Ling said again: "No."

You can only say these two words, right?

"...If you don't want it, then don't." Lu Zhuoyang had no other choice, and muttered, "Anyway, you also broke my heavenly jade spirit stone, so it will be evened out."

He gave up and went to get the black wooden box, but Jiang Ling was one step ahead of him, holding down the other end with one finger, and fixed it on the table.

Lu Zhuoyang: "..." What does this mean?

"I've changed my mind." Jiang Ling said, "I can't give you the pear blossom rain for nothing."

I have never seen such a fickle person!

Lu Zhuoyang tugged at the black wooden box angrily, but did not move at all. He glanced at the bottom of the box, but was frozen firmly by the ice: "...what do you want."

Jiang Ling thought about it for a while, and said: "Give me the sound transmission flute, and I won't care about Lihuayu with you."

"Sound transmission flute?" Lu Zhuoyang said, "What is that?"

Jiang Ling said: "Shaped like a goose egg, deep black in color, half the size of a palm, a secret treasure held by the Ling Yu faction, don't you know?"

Lu Zhuoyang said: "If you have that thing, you won't have to bother looking for my brother on Bingji Island!"

Jiang Ling showed displeasure: "If you push back and forth like this, have you already given it to someone?"

Lu Zhuoyang said: "There are so many treasures in the sect, how can I remember all of them, and I'm not sure if I really give them away."

Jiang Ling's face became increasingly ugly.

It seems that I really want it.

Lu Zhuoyang couldn't help it, so he had to say: "I can't tell where it is thrown, I will look for it first."

Only then did Jiang Ling's expression soften a little, and he said, "Look for it quickly."

"Look for it." Lu Zhuoyang had no choice but to stretch out a finger, scan it back and forth in the room, and finally settled on the locker, "Start from here, okay?"

Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows.

Lu Zhuoyang snapped his fingers: "It's here."

There were a lot of drawers in the locker, which were stuffed to the brim, and it was troublesome to find them. Lu Zhuoyang simply pulled out all the drawers, put them on the floor, and rummaged through them one by one.

Although his bedroom is clean and tidy, the drawers are messy. There are everything from windmills, bamboo grasshopper baby shoes, and I am afraid that he keeps everything from childhood to adulthood.

Jiang Ling sat on the side, let him rummage here and there but couldn't help him, he was relaxed with his chin propped up, after a while, he poked Lu Zhuoyang's shoulder with his scabbard, pointed at a drawer full of scrolls He asked, "Why aren't these paintings framed and hung up? What is painted on them?" He asked, bending over as if to reach out.

Lu Zhuoyang was tossing a few swaddling clothes from his childhood. Seeing this, he hurriedly put the swaddling clothes on the painting pile, lifted the drawer and stuffed them back into the cabinet: "They're all rustic, nothing fancy. I haven't decided where to hang them yet." , let’s talk about it later.”

He bought these paintings for Fang Tianyue, most of them are beauties in scantily clad clothes, how dare they frame them and hang them up?

In the early days, he took the painting with great interest and went to find Fang Tianyue.But Fang Tianyue was lucky, before he fully unfolded the first painting, he politely refused to return it in full, saying that he would ruin people's reputation, and he refused to accept it no matter what.As a result, he had no choice but to carry it back into the house. There was no place to put it left and right, so he stuffed it in a drawer.

The more nervous he was, the more curious Jiang Ling became, and he insisted on taking it out to have a look. Naturally, Lu Zhuoyang couldn't beat him, and he couldn't do it by force.The small eyes flicked around, suddenly quick-witted, pointing to an indigo brocade bag and said: "Look, there is a kit! It's just the right size for a sound-transmitting flute!"

This really diverted Jiang Ling's attention: "Take a look."

Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly picked up the bag and handed it to him.

Jiang Ling took it, unwrapped the sealing rope, and carefully dumped all the contents on the table.

Lu Zhuoyang leaned forward, and the color, size, and shape were all the same as Jiang Ling's description. He tentatively asked, "Is this what you mean?"

Jiang Ling said, "That's right."

The bag contained the sound transmission flute, with a small "Yang" character engraved on the bottom.In addition, there is a jade in the bag - "Acacia".

Jiang Ling picked up the lovesickness jade with one hand, and the sound transmission flute with the other, and put it to his lips, exhaled and blew.

Sure enough, as Fang Tianyue said, the blow was silent, but the jade trembled slightly in his palm.

Lu Zhuoyang leaned closer and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Naturally, it is to distinguish between true and false," Jiang Ling said.

Lu Zhuoyang didn't take it seriously, and said, "I can still fool you with a fake."

Jiang Ling spread his hands and showed him the sound transmission flute: "It's dumb."

"The secret treasure of the school is still a crook?" Lu Zhuoyang didn't believe it, and reached out to pick it up.

Jiang Ling withdrew his hand and put the flute back.

Lu Zhuoyang caught a blank.

Jiang Ling threw the jade, Lu Zhuoyang quickly caught it, and said, "What is this?"

Judging by his reaction, he probably really doesn't know the usefulness of the sound transmission flute.Jiang Ling snorted softly: "The Yuling faction accepts you.