I overturned the car after being scumbag

The storyteller does not know exactly what kind of situation he is facing.

A young man with a dagger casually twirling in one hand sat beside the fire, the chill on his body was driven away by the light of the fire. Opposite him was a girl in purple with a flower hairpin, listening to the other party's naughty, absurd and distorted words with a serious expression. sentence.

His eyebrows and eyes are too good-looking, a kind of handsome that is different from Xiuzhi, lively and bright, as if the corners of his eyes are illuminated by light, even if every word is a lie made up by him, even if every look is irresponsible A joke can also make people's hearts tremble.

Before meeting Jiang Yuanhan, Su Jianwei never knew that he had such a sudden and strong affection for a person's appearance.

The little girl maintained her superficial reserve and listened very carefully—maybe she didn't listen carefully, or maybe she was watching intently.

At that time, the little young master was not the notorious cold abyss demon lord, nor did he have the sharp and murderous intent to make people dare not look at him. Although he is a little immature at the moment, this kind of innocent and mischievous with a little bit of humor, The ridicule and conversation without malice or even curiosity is like a proud cat stretching out its paws and patting the back of the person's hand with its slightly hooked paws—there is a looming hook in the softness.

And the little girl is a typical shit-shoveling officer mentality, actively applying for the job in her heart, and wants to raise the cat in front of her.But she was extremely cautious and self-controlled, showing the most appropriate and reasonable posture of a new acquaintance.

Jiang Yuanhan continued to tell her a lot of secrets, some of which were true, some of which were made up, and the content involved the entanglements between various sects and high-level people from all walks of life, and the unspeakable love stories that each other could tell. Under his artistic processing, he changed his appearance, and when Xiaohan was stunned by the other party, a voice suddenly came in.

"The leader of the Blood Clothes Sect never asked to marry the Heavenly Lady Xuanxin." The blind scholar flipped through the scroll, "The Heavenly Lady Xuanxin doesn't love men, and the leader of the Bloodcloth Sect doesn't love women either."

As soon as his words fell, both Jiang Yuanhan and Su Jianwei were attracted away, and they both fell into the same daze.

Lin Muzhou corrected the increasingly outrageous statement: "Xuanxin Tiannv has never been involved with any male monks, Xiao wants her to be passed on to the world."

Spreading rumors... Jiang Yuanhan reacted, touched the tip of his nose guiltily, feeling scolded.

"The blood-clothed leader fell into the evil way three years ago and died under the sword array of the Penglai sect." The scholar continued, "It is also because he and the Danqing sword of the Penglai sect... made a private agreement, and the connection is unclear."

After he finished these two sentences, he didn't continue.But Jiang Yuanhan didn't have the pleasure of fabricating it at this time. He glanced at Lin Muzhou, but couldn't identify the other party's identity at a glance. He could only infer from the various characteristics he displayed that he was probably a disciple of the Martial Arts .

But in the whole world, there is no sect that is bigger than the two words of the devil world, so he is not afraid at all, and has a little curiosity about the righteous way.

If he had met a righteous Taoist cultivator with a noble character, such as Li Fengqi, before that, he would not have been hit like this the first time he stretched out his tentacles to the righteous sect respected by the mortal world.

This little snail still doesn't know who he is in contact with.The night rain outside the temple was pattering, the sound of the rain was accompanied by the whirling wind, and the coolness permeated through.

The little young master who had just dispelled the coldness lowered his head and moved his hands closer to the fire: "How do you know so much?"

The blind scholar flipped the scroll, his pale eyes reflected the fire in front of him, and also reflected the brows that were softly dyed under the flames of the opponent.

Lin Muzhou didn't come out of nowhere. At his level of cultivation, he would have a sudden whim in everything he did, and this whim was connected with the rules of the heavens and his own destiny.

However, before this, Lin Muzhou held a neutral attitude towards this kind of fate connection, but when he stopped under the flames and his eyes stopped on the face of the opposite boy, he suddenly felt that maybe the experience of the predecessors, the summary of the predecessors, and the deduction of fate , there is a just right and impartial timing.

And this opportunity is right in front of his eyes, every moment when sparks are flying and time is slowing down.

Lin Muzhou's hand gently rubbed the pages of the book, and the writing on it seemed to become difficult to understand. He withdrew his gaze, could easily see through the details of the girl's eyes, and could read the other's mind like the palm of his hand, but he had the right to treat it as Knowing nothing, said: "It's not a real secret, it's you...you guys, you know too little."

It's rare for the young master to be exposed on the spot and set up a stall on the spot. He really doesn't know much about these things in the cultivation world, but he was very active in fooling Su Jianwei just now.

Fortunately, the blind scholar didn't say anything, but instead affirmed the truth in his "Mixin", and Su Jianwei obviously didn't mind, but his eyes were shining brightly, looking at him, he didn't look like he was reading a story The provider, on the contrary, seems to be... Looking at a piece of delicious sweet pastry.

Jiang Yuanhan was amused by his bizarre metaphor.

The sound of the rain was still there, and the sparks were still strong at first, flying into the sky, and then dimmed, just like the voice of the story he told gradually, the longer he told it, the lower it became, until it became silent.

The night was thick, the air was cold, not even a cicada or a bird sang.

Su Jianwei was sleepy from listening, but Jiang Yuanhan was tired before her. A little liar who fools people consumes more energy than a little fool who allows others to fool him.When Jiang Yuanhan was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, he suddenly felt that the corner of his clothes was being torn.

He opened his eyes and saw the girl's purple sleeves.

"Where are you going at dawn?" she asked quietly.

"Youzhou, Taoism."

"Me too, I'm on the way." A monk who travels in the world of mortals, as long as he wants to go with him, he can drop in wherever he goes, "Can you take me with you?"

Jiang Yuanhan didn't agree immediately, but looked up at her: "Aren't you afraid that I'll sell you?"

Su Jianwei thought in his heart that you look more sellable than me, but what he said in his mouth was: "What do we have to fear as a monk?"

Jiang Yuanhan immediately looked at her with admiration. He didn't know what the girl's psychological activities were, and he didn't know that such a serious female cultivator of the Hundred Flowers Sect was not planting flowers and cultivating the Dao in her heart, but she almost had direct confidence in him Say hello "Hi Taoist".

The blind scholar in the distance didn't seem to have heard the conversation between the two, but at dawn, Jiang Yuanhan still found the scholar hanging on his tail not too far away.

Su Jianwei followed him back, the two discussed for a while, waited in place for a while, saw that the other party followed him and stood still in front of him, without any explanation, Jiang Yuanhan wondered: "You also By the way?"

Lin Muzhou's complexion remained unchanged, his eyes had no focal length, almost apathetic, but his consciousness could describe every detail, and he could clearly recognize the details of the person in front of him, and because of this, every time he approached, he would Infected by a strange aura of the young man—to say that the infection is too subtle, to say that the temptation is too despicable, to say that it is attractive, is just right.

"I don't follow the road." He said, "The road follows me. Wherever I go, the road will follow."

Jiang Yuanhan laughed: "You are quite interesting. What's your name?"

"Shuangmulin, Mu Yu is coming to Wu Yuan on a boat. Lin Muzhou."

"It's quite educated," said the Mozu, who was brooding over the overall cultural level of poetry and calligraphy, and was at a contradictory level of "I don't want others if I can't get it, but I'm envious if others get it", Jiang Yuanhan said He introduced his own name casually: "This one is..."

He turned his head, only to realize that he had never asked the girl's name, so he got stuck, and Su Jianwei next to him followed his words, and continued: "Su Jianwei, the Jianwei who knows everything."

Until now, the three of them had not exchanged names.

Under the premise that two cute new Xiaobai are ignorant and ignorant, and a small account is lurking in Xinshou Village with evil intentions, this team of peers was actually established in this way, and Jiang Yuanhan found that no matter where he went, the two of them would go along.

From the precipitous peaks of Xuanmen Taoism in Youzhou, to the lights of thousands of families in Jincheng, from the chirping of birds and cicadas in the depths of the cloud valley, to the blooming ice flowers on the top of the snow-capped mountains in the north, during the years of wandering in the world, Jiang Yuan Han crossed the largest border land in the world.

For monks, this is naturally not as difficult and difficult as ordinary people, but along the way, the young master has also seen many scenery that he has never seen before.There were also people who were with them for a short time on the way, but those people were just a journey, and then hurriedly returned to their own trajectory.

But it's a pity that Jiang Yuanhan didn't encounter any amazing evil cultivators in the past few years, only encountered some low-level things, and naturally he didn't have the opportunity to personally eliminate evil, punish evil and promote good.

With the stars all over the sky as companions, he has become very used to Su Jianwei, who is chatty and worried, and Lin Muzhou, who is not far or near. It is early summer, and the stars are so bright that they make people's eyes hurt.

So the little young master closed his eyes, letting the cool wind in the air come and go.

He was lying in a nepeta bush, with asters and forgetmeanweed among the flowers, and behind him was a big tree whose leaves were rattling when the wind blew it.

"Xiaohan, let me tell you, just now..."

The leaves slammed, and the girl who ran up happily was suddenly speechless. She stared at the scene in front of her in a daze.

The wind rolled the leaves, and also the nepeta in the flowers. The surrounding petals surrounded him, but avoided him, refusing to get the dew on the leaves on him.

Su Jianwei looked at him quietly, thinking in his heart that I also surrounded him and avoided him, and I also had the same dewdrops on my body.

It's just that their dewdrops are the coldness of the night and the wet water. Her dewdrops are inferior qualifications, insignificant status and insight, and incomparable appearance.

The girl passed quietly without disturbing any of the flowers.Sitting beside Jiang Yuanhan, she listened to the rustling of the leaves above, and breathed in silence.

A leaf has fallen.

Su Jianwei watched the leaves swing down slowly, and suddenly felt nervous in her heart. She watched the fallen leaves fall to Jiang Yuanhan's neckline, and slowly relaxed in her heart—beautiful leaves, don't wake him up.

The girl in purple hugged her knees, looked at the leaf beside him, looked at the thin embroidered patterns on his neckline, and thought absurdly, if there was an afterlife, it would be better to be a leaf and fall on the corner of his clothes than to surround him And avoid, restraint is not allowed to touch.

Maybe it was because she drank two glasses of wine with Lin Muzhou before tonight, and the wine was strong and cowardly, or it was too quiet in all directions at the moment, which gave her the illusion that her thoughts could escape into the air and hide, more likely it was Fengyue All good, with his heart beating unbearably, Su Jianwei finally reached out tentatively and picked out the fallen leaves beside his collar.

But this action still made Jiang Yuanhan notice it.

He didn't fall asleep, he just closed his eyes to rest for a while, now he opened his eyes and looked at Su Jianwei, without paying attention to this leaf: "Did you faint this time?"

Lin Muzhou's drinking capacity is like the sea, unfathomable, Jiang Yuanhan's drinking is like white water, and the little girl is left alone, she can't drink with anyone.

"You're gone, Lin Muzhou is not willing to drink with me." Su Jianwei was actually a little aware of the scholar's intentions, just as Lin Muzhou knew her thoughts, and each other was in the same boat... No, mutual admiration Shaoai people. "How can he explain the "Chongxu Scripture" like him? You can only argue with him, and I'm just a follower of the trend."

"I don't argue with him either." Jiang Yuanhan took a leaf from her hand and covered his eyes, "He also said that he wrote the "Xianxuan Raising Jade", and I don't know the way."

"Xianxuan Yangyu Jing" was indeed written by Lin Muzhou, fortunately neither of them are disciples of the great sect.

"But I still lost."

"I know you will definitely lose." Jiang Yuanhan asked, "The game he played with you... What did you lose? You won't export the needle box, will you?"

"No." Su Jianwei hesitated for a while, "The loser is... is..."

"Ok?"

The little girl took a deep breath, and felt that the alcohol was really on the rise, so she slowly held down the opponent's hand, lowered her head, and approached the edge of the opponent's ear, but she didn't dare to get too close. Maintaining such a whispering distance, he whispered almost inaudibly: "Can you, come with me once?"

Jiang Yuanhan closed his eyes and rested his mind like a limp kitten, he didn't think about the beautiful place at all: "Okay, where are we going?"

"Go back to the Hundred Flowers Sect," she said in a low voice, as if she was fighting desperately, but also as if expressing her wish, "Be my Taoist companion."

To be honest, at this moment, the smooth train of thought in the young master's mind was suddenly stuck, and he had to react for half a minute.

The author has something to say: Li Fengqi: Cut this paragraph out and don't broadcast it.

Author: This is a memory of the past...

Li Fengqi: Then don’t think about it!This is my little master!mine!

(At this moment, all the demons felt a chill behind them.)