Samcheong

How could I have such an unbearable dream?

Did he see it?What would he think?

On the way back to Lingxu, Yao Guang was so depressed that he was on the verge of crying, and had no intention of chatting at all.

Qing Ti has always loved quietness, and it is even less likely that she will stir up any interesting topics.

So until they arrived at Yunlu Palace, the two of them didn't gossip anymore, they were so silent to the point of being weird.

When he stepped into the door, Chang Siling suddenly rang.

Yao Guang took it off in a panic, looked back at Shang Qingti's beautiful eyes, and blushed instantly.

"Aren't you happy today?" Qing Ti finally asked.

Yao Guang waved his hand stiffly: "No, no, I'm very happy."

Qing Ti seemed hesitant to speak to him, but after a while she still chose to say goodbye: "I'm leaving."

Yao Guang nodded.

Qing Ti turned around and was about to leave, when she turned around suddenly, she transformed into the little cloth tiger that could only bark and run, stuffed it in his hand, and then disappeared quickly and completely.

Yao Guang stared blankly at this unexpected gift for a long while, then threw herself on the bed as if confused, covered her face in the quilt and yelled in a muffled manner.

He wished he hadn't touched the mirror, that such a horrible scene hadn't appeared.

What was originally such a perfect day ended in embarrassment.

What a shame!

"Why are you lying down again?"

The sky outside was gradually getting dark, Yao Guang still hadn't lit a candle, and lay beside the bed in a daze, as if dead.

Hearing the master's voice in a trance, he immediately stuffed the bell and the little tiger under the quilt, sat up and said, "I just lay down for a while."

Yin Cheng raised his hand and lit the bright candle, came over and asked, "Did you cultivate well today?"

Yao Guang nodded guiltily.

Yin Cheng felt his pulse, and relaxed his eyebrows: "Sure enough, I'm better, and I can't be lazy tomorrow."

...Maybe it's because Qing Ti helped him guide Qi?

Yao Guang thought in confusion, and nodded quickly.

Yin Cheng's worry gradually eased, he supported his shoulder and said: "It's almost time for evening class, let's go together, I have something to say."

Yao Guang was curious: "What's the matter?"

Yin Cheng looked at him indifferently: "You must be afraid of something."

"Ahhh! Exam!"

Yao Guang, who was kneeling in the Donghua Hall, heard what the master announced, and immediately yelled dissatisfied.

Kai Yang quickly squeezed him beside him, telling him to shut up.

Yin Cheng stood under the statue and said calmly: "It is a tradition for spirits to be assessed on three days. The meeting is held on the fifth day of the first lunar month, the second meeting on the seventh month of the seventh month, and the second meeting on the fifteenth day of the October month. Delay, so in the autumn, we must test the results of your recent practice, and I hope you can concentrate on cultivating the Tao in the remaining days and don't cause trouble again."

After speaking, he looked at Gu Yaoguang as if pointing.

Since coming to Lingxu Mountain, this guy has been fishing in troubled waters, making jokes, and got injured again, so it's no wonder he didn't feel guilty if he took the exam.

"It's so annoying, I don't want to take the exam..." Yaoguang really started to complain.

Tianbao also laughed beside him: "Yes, I don't know anything."

"Knowing the whiteness and keeping the blackness is the way of the world. Changde is not indifferent, returning to the infinite..."

Although he has never been rich, Yao Guang is completely a child raised by his mother. When did he experience any pressure?

Since he learned the content of the exam, he held the scriptures and sighed all day long, biting the bullet and reciting.

During festivals, Yin Cheng and Tian Shu have a lot of trivial matters to arrange, and Yao Guang has no face to call Qing Ti to appear, so the review time is more lonely than before.

That night, he couldn't sleep, so he wandered to the lakeside and memorized the ancient books in a daze. As soon as he thought of a few sentences, he scratched his head and forgot the back.

"So stupid..."

The delicate voice of a child broke the silence of the night.

Yao Guang turned around in surprise: "Xiao Lang?"

The little kid was still wearing the exquisitely embroidered short gown, flew up to him and hummed, "Long time no see, you really haven't made any progress at all."

Yaoguang ignored his sarcasm, but smiled excitedly and said, "The medicine you gave last time is really good, my master is much better."

"Woo...you gave it to Yin Cheng?" Xiao Lang frowned.

Yao Guang took it for granted: "Then what's the matter, that's right, I specially prepared a thank you gift for you."

"I don't want it, what good things can a broken Taoist temple have!" Xiao Lang arrogantly refused, and flew into the air.

"Come and see." Yao Guang took off his short boots, rolled up his trouser legs, dipped into the lake and bent down.

Xiao Lang floated to the surface of the water in confusion, staring at him to do something stupid again.

The book I bought from Miaocheng Mountain was really fun, Yao Guang quickly learned a little spell, muttering words, he plunged his hand into the water, and scooped up the starlight reflected on the water surface.

"Huh?" Xiao Lang blinked his big watery eyes, lowered his head and touched the frozen silver light in his hand.

Yaoguang found a red string from his body, tied Xingguang, made a bracelet and tied it on his arm like a little white lotus root: "Haha, isn't it great, there must be no other fairies!"

Xiao Lang's expression became more tangled, and he raised his hand to stare at the shoddy gift: "I learned it specially for me?"

"Yes." Yao Guang replied with a smile.

Under the moonlight, the young man's delicate and vigorous face was like a shining star.

A strange smile floated in Xiao Lang's dark eyes: "Thank you."

As he spoke, he kissed him on the lips suddenly.

Yao Guang hid in surprise, and was kissed softly on the face by him in the confusion, and immediately asked in embarrassment: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Lang's sneak attack failed, and he clicked his tongue regretfully: "Hey, express my enthusiasm."

Yao Guang stretched out his hand to pinch his face without hesitation: "You don't learn well at such a young age!"

"Don't touch me! I'm bigger than you." Xiao Lang opened his claws dissatisfied and flew higher.

Yao Guang walked back to the shore and said with a smile: "What's wrong with touching it, you are easy to touch, like an egg."

Xiao Lang was completely irritated by this sad metaphor, stared at him for a moment, and then turned into a frivolous tone: "Really, find a chance to let you touch it enough, you can touch it anywhere."

Yao Guang shuddered unconsciously: "Hey, you look so cute, and your personality is really weird."

This time Xiao Lang didn't quarrel with him, instead he flew up to Yao Guang and said, "It's not like you, who looks so strange, but has a cute personality."

"How strange!" Yao Guang said anxiously: "No, how cute!"

Xiao Lang suddenly felt wronged, and said with a puffy face, "Brother, you are so fierce..."

Yaoguang was obviously not willing to take hard things, so he said embarrassingly, "No, okay, I won't talk about you anymore."

"Good boy." Xiao Lang suddenly regained his cunning, held his face in his hands at lightning speed, and kissed him firmly again.

Yao Guang was completely frightened by the wet kiss, when he felt the stinky kid squinting his eyes and prying open his lips like a pervert, he immediately collapsed completely and raised his hand to slap him.

Xiao Lang, who took advantage of it, had already prepared for this, so he flew so high inadvertently, he laughed and said, "This is cute enough."

"Little bastard! You, you, you... I'm going to report you in the heaven!" Yao Guang jumped three feet high, hating himself for not being able to fly.

"Let's talk when you find the gate of heaven." Xiao Lang flew another kiss across the air: "Baby Yaoguang, I'm very busy, see you when I'm free!"

After speaking, he flew farther and farther away.

Yao Guang was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he had no choice but to angrily kick away the books on the shore.

Thinking about the exam soon, he picked it up in embarrassment, and ran back to Yunlu Palace to sleep dejectedly.

People grow up, it seems that it always happens in a flash.

Ever since Yao Guang saw the scene in the colorless mirror that he had no conception at all, he couldn't help but think wildly from time to time.

Yin Cheng was rarely free this day, and accompanied him to review the scriptures.

Yao Guang turned to the teachings, vaguely recalling Tianshu's solemn announcement on the day of his apprenticeship, and asked abruptly, "Master, what do you mean not to be obscene or out of morals?"

Yin Cheng was writing, and he was stunned for a long time when he heard the words, before he said flatly: "It's about having... bed matters with other people."

Yao Guang didn't understand at all: "Then how do you count it as a bed thing? Are you sleeping together?"

"You're still young, so you'll understand later." Yin Cheng stopped answering.

Yao Guang was silent for a while: "Master, am I not allowed to marry a wife?"

After he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, for fear of angering Yin Cheng.

But Yin Cheng smiled slightly: "If you can cultivate a fairy body, if any fairy likes you, Master will make the decision for you."

Yao Guang uttered a word, with a confused expression.

Yin Cheng put down the brush, and his tone became sad again: "But immortals can only combine with immortals. If you like an ordinary girl, you have to leave Lingxu."

Hearing this, Yao Guang quickly expressed his opinion: "No, I don't want to leave!"

Yin Cheng patted his head: "You are still young, these are not things you should be thinking about now, just remember, immortals and monsters are separated, and humans and immortals are separated by vicissitudes of life, don't be stupid."

I don't know if Yao Guang listened to it, but he was actually happy: "Hey, master, then you are a fairy, is there any beautiful fairy who likes you, will I have a teacher's wife?"

Yin Cheng sighed helplessly: "Don't mess around, just memorize your book."

Yao Guang picked up the scriptures that had been put aside again, and a dazed thought emerged in his heart: Really... is there hope for becoming a fairy?Neither of them is a woman, isn't it wrong?