Meet the moon again

I don't know if they were shocked by this shocking declaration, the two of them stopped their chopsticks one after another, with different expressions.

Liu Wengui propped one hand on the table, the bamboo chopsticks in his hand were not loose, one hand rested on his lap, fingers curled up.His eyes were fixed on the edge of the porcelain bowl, the brilliance in his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The person involved, Qi Lin, picked up another shrimp without hesitation, slowly moved his fingers, peeled off its shell, pulled off its tail and swallowed it in one gulp.

"You, you..." Zhong Jingping said the word "you" several times, unable to form a complete sentence.

Qi Lin said with a weary look: "What? You Jianzong haven't told the story about me and Zhongqing yet?"

Zhong Jingping's brain froze immediately, but he reacted quickly, and said in a fuss: "You are that magic cultivator! Shouldn't you..."

"Oh, I thought you knew who I was when you heard my name." Qi Lin looked dissatisfied, "Maybe I'm not famous enough."

There are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, how could he, Zhong Jingping, know that the Qi Lin in front of him is the same Qi and that Lin from 500 years ago.

The bamboo chopsticks fell on the table, the white light flickered, and the long sword behind Zhong Jingping came out of its sheath with a bang, and he stood up abruptly, pointing the sword point directly at Qi Lin's face.

Liu Wengui, who was wandering on the side, finally came back to his senses, picked up the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and moved away Zhong Jingping's sword.

"Have you fed your calmness to the dogs?" he said coldly.

"Boss..."

This Liu Wengui was not quite the same as usual.Qi Lin propped his head, looked into Liu Wengui's eyes, and thought calmly, as if the current moment of tension had nothing to do with him.

He felt that Liu Wengui shouldn't have such eyes, the sockets of his eyes were stained a little red, and the sparks in his eyes started a prairie fire, as if possessed by a demon.

But this unusual situation was only for a short moment, and half a minute later his eyes changed back to the previous look of Gujing Wubo.Qi Lin didn't know whether he should sigh that this person changed his face so quickly.

"Pull the sword, if you don't want to be thrown out." Liu Wengui continued to speak, and put the chopsticks back.

Zhong Jingping reluctantly put the sword back, then sat back on the chair, muttering in a low voice: "If it wasn't for him, Zhong Qing wouldn't have left Jianzong, and he wouldn't have passed away to die."

His words naturally fell into Qi Lin's ears verbatim.The latter couldn't help but feel helpless, if it wasn't for love, he wouldn't have slept in that unknown place for 500 years and ended up in such a situation.And Kuang Zhongqing's death was not caused by him, he probably didn't want her to live well.

Thinking about it this way, the speed of peeling the prawns became faster and faster. After a while, the whole plate of braised prawns was bottomed out.

Qi Lin propped his head and stared at the dishes on the table thinking for a few seconds, then stretched his waist in satisfaction, stood up and said, "Eat slowly."

Then he went to the living room and nestled on the sofa on his own.

What did Liu Wengui and Zhong Jingping say again? Qi Lin faintly heard a few words such as "this is not the case" and "he doesn't know anything", probably talking about him. Zhong Jingping is like a scolded Child, answer a few times sullenly, the dissatisfaction in the tone must be overflowed.Then the two of them seemed to be involved in the change in Jianzhong. Liu Wengui asked for some details, and Zhong Jingping also answered them to the letter.

They chatted for about 10 minutes before Zhong Jingping got up to say goodbye, and by the way, before leaving, he threw a very "friendly" gesture to Qi Lin.

The latter hooked the corner of his mouth, with a candid look: "Go slowly."

After sending Zhong Jingping away, Liu Wengui walked up to him and stood still, picked up the remote control on the coffee table and turned on the TV for him, then leaned down and told him the basic methods of using it in a simple and clear way, before returning to the The kitchen picked up the wreckage.

"Liu Wengui, what did your sword sect say about me?" Qi Lin was suddenly curious, how did the sword sect arrange him so that Zhong Jingping could have such malice towards him.

The porcelain bowls and chopsticks collided together, making a crisp sound.Liu Wengui turned around and looked at Qi Lin suspiciously, as if asking why he asked such a question.

Qi Lin crossed one of his long legs, and said with a slight smile: "If you describe me as a heinous devil, I'd better change my name and go with you in a different skin, so that I don't have to enter the gate of Jianzong. I was kicked out by the spirits of your masters and uncles."

"In Jianzong, there is no redundant description of this matter. Most of the disciples know that you went to Jianzong alone and left with Zhong Qing in the end." Liu Wengui responded indifferently.

Qi Lin immediately grasped the important point, and asked, "Save the need for me to single out the four elders?"

"Not mentioned."

This Jianzong was so shameless that he wiped away his glorious deeds for no reason.Qi Lin changed the subject and asked, "What about Zhong Jingping?"

Liu Wengui thought for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "He is in love...a die-hard fan."

Qi Lin, a 500-year-old antique: "What is that?"

He has heard of soup powder, fat powder, and incense powder, but he has never heard of any die-hard fans.

"He has great admiration for Chung."

"Oh, so the idol that Sayuri said is Zhongqing?" Qi Lin soon came to his senses.

"Yes."

Qi Lin leaned back on the sofa again, and gave Liu Wengui a look of "I don't understand what you sword cultivators are thinking at all".

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Liu Wengui asked Xiao Baihe to book him two air tickets to City Y that night, planning to go back to Jianzong early tomorrow morning.

There wasn't much luggage to bring, so he casually packed a few pieces of clothing of himself and Qi Lin, and stuffed them into the storage ring.

Qi Lin swayed his legs, watched the contemporary romance blockbuster with relish, and preached to Liu Wengui with disgust: "You monks are just used to it. We used to fly directly over with a sword, so why bother to sit still?" what."

However, no one knew that when Qi Lin went out back then, as long as it was not urgent and he could go by a carriage, he would never waste his spiritual power and choose Yujian to go there.

Liu Wengui: "Ten years ago, there was a sword cultivator who almost knocked a plane out of a hole in the sky, so these long-distance flights are basically banned now."

"That's really miserable." Qi Lin replied angrily.

Liu Wengui came out from the bedroom.He was holding a silver necklace with a plain ring hanging from it.

Qi Lin raised his eyes to look at him, and Liu Wengui took advantage of the opportunity to hang the necklace around his neck.

"It's all in there," he explained.

Qi Lin lowered his head to look at the ring, and rubbed it with his fingers carefully.This storage ring can barely be regarded as a medium-sized item, and it probably won't hold much stuff.But the appearance is a bit good-looking, although it does not conform to his aesthetics.

"It's so caring, Captain Liu." Qi Lin said with a smile, "We've only known each other for a few days, so you... have no plans for me?"

He blinked at Liu Wengui, his gray eyes seemed to contain a pool of sparkling light, shining brightly under the moonlight.

Liu Wengui couldn't help being stunned, and also realized that he was molested by the demon cultivator in front of him.But he just flashed past it a bit unnaturally, and then answered the words in a neutral manner: "Maybe you want a gold collar more?"

No, he didn't want to at all.Qi Lin's mind suddenly appeared wearing a shining gold collar, it was really ugly, it was a waste of his face.

Liu Wengui took out another card and handed it to Qi Lin.There was a photo on the card, Qi Lin felt that he had never taken such a serious photo, and he didn't know what method Liu Wengui used to do it.Beside the photo, there are a few lines of words, which include his name, his gender, and the date of birth that has nothing to do with him at all, and a string of Liu Wengui's home address.

"This is the ID card." Liu Wengui explained to him, "You need to use it when you go out, don't lose it."

Chasing love is a function similar to those of their previous tokens.Qi Lin took the ID card, turned to look at it, and stuffed it into the storage ring around his neck.

Qi Lin responded, then turned his head and became addicted to his romance and martial arts blockbusters.

The TV shows the scene where the male protagonist misunderstood that the male second had killed the whole family of a certain supporting role, wanted to cut off his robes with him, and brought a group of people to besiege him.

With a slash of the dagger in his hand, a corner of the hem of his inner jacket was cut off immediately, followed by the wind in an arc in mid-air, and landed in front of the male second.

"I think this thing is quite interesting, but it's a bit fake when they fight." Qi Lin turned his head to the side and commented aloud.

Liu Wengui didn't speak, just sat beside him silently, and watched the play with Qi Lin.He doesn't like to watch this kind of TV series on weekdays, and his life is really more antique than antique, and he has often been teased by Huan Nian and Sayuri.

With such a random scan now, it's right that I don't watch TV dramas.

"I'm afraid this man has some brain problems. He can believe even such obvious framing."

"Tsk, that sword just now was too slow."

Liu Wengui tilted his head slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he looked at Qi Lin who was in good spirits.The faint moonlight slipped into the living room through the window behind him, casting a warm and hazy light on his side face.Liu Wengui suddenly felt that this TV series was not so unbearable anymore.

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