The daily routine of being tricked by the scheming protagonist after wearing a book

"What are you looking at?" Cheng Ying walked up to him and asked.

Xu Wangzhi closed the book and showed him the cover: "It's just some books for the beginners of cultivation."

"You've worked so hard, why don't you take a break?" Cheng Ying looked at his black hair, "Your hair is still a little wet."

After coming here for so long, Xu Wangzhi is almost used to this long hair: "Well, use your spiritual power to help me dry it, so that I won't be called Xiangshan."

Cheng Ying raised Mo Fa's hand and paused: "He did all these things before?"

At this time Cheng Ying had already walked behind him, Xu Wangzhi couldn't see his expression, so he replied very naturally: "Yes."

As he said that, Xu Wangzhi leaned back on the chair back, letting his long hair fall back so that Cheng Ying could help him.

He had helped Cheng Ying apply the medicine before, so it's okay for Cheng Ying to help him dry his hair. When he can use his spiritual power proficiently, he can do it by himself.

"You can call me later."

Cheng Ying's tone was normal as he held up his black hair in his big, well-articulated hands, letting spiritual power flow through his fingertips.

Xu Wangzhi shook his head lightly.

When Cheng Ying saw it, he frowned almost imperceptibly, but soon his brows relaxed again.

"I already have a spiritual root, so I can come by myself later." Xu Wangzhi said lightly.

Hearing that he was in a good mood, Cheng Ying raised his lips slightly: "Congratulations for getting what you want."

The warm spiritual power entangled in the hair made Xu Huangzhi close his eyes comfortably. His body was actually tired after washing out his spiritual roots, but he was too happy to ignore the tiredness.

Hearing Cheng Ying's congratulations, he laughed sincerely: "Yes."

Cheng Ying looked down at him, his green eyes reflecting his smile.

He rarely saw him smile like this, and that smile was full of comfort and anticipation.

Drying the hair with spiritual power would actually end soon, but Cheng Ying precisely controlled his spiritual power and delayed the time in a way that Xu Wangzhi couldn't detect.

Until the last strand of hair was released from his fingertips, Xu Wangzhi, who was leaning on the back of the chair, had quietly fallen asleep.

Cheng Ying looked at his sleeping face and didn't move for a long time.

Sunshine came in from the window, and the two sat and stood in an unexpected harmony.

Xiang Shan gently opened the door with tea in hand, and the purpose of entering was just this scene.

Hearing the sound, Cheng Ying turned his head, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Seeing that it was Xiangshan, he reminded him softly: "He is asleep."

Hearing the words, Xiang Shan immediately stopped his step forward.

"I'll take him back to his room."

With that said, Cheng Ying bent down and gently lifted the man from the back of the chair.

Looking at this scene, Xiang Shan blinked blankly, and retreated behind the door three steps at a time, so as not to block Cheng Ying.

From his perspective, he could only see his young master obediently lying on the opponent's shoulder, his untied black hair pouring down from the opponent's arms, and the tail of his hair swaying gently as he walked.

It wasn't until the person had already walked away that he almost disappeared from his field of vision that Xiang Shan came back to his senses dully and followed up to serve.

When he followed into the room, he saw that Cheng Ying had already put down the curtains on the bed.

"Go out, he just washed out his spiritual roots, he needs to rest more, don't disturb him."

"Oh...oh!" He stared at Xiang Shan, who could only stop entering the door, and turned around to go outside.

So when he was not in the study just now, what happened to the two of them, why did the young master suddenly become so tired?

It was already afternoon when Xu Wangzhi woke up again, tied up his hair, and went to the study by himself.

When Xiangshan brought tea, he suddenly remembered to ask Xiangshan how he got back to the room, but Xiangshan hesitated.

"Why is your tongue suddenly so bad?" Xu Wangzhi glanced at him.

Xiang Shan: "Cheng Ying hugged, no, sent you back."

He changed his words too quickly, Xu Wangzhi didn't hear the previous word clearly, thought Cheng Ying sent him back to his room, he didn't know the situation, so he didn't continue to ask about it.

"Xiangshan, let me ask you a question." Xu Wangzhi clasped his hands, his tone suddenly softened.

Across the pear blossom wooden table, Xiang Shan bowed his head slightly: "You ask."

"Why did you choose to be a sword repairer?" Xu Wangzhi asked him.

Xiang Shan was taken aback for a moment, he never thought that someone would ask him this question.

"Because the city lord is a swordsman, I grew up in Fengqing City, so I also chose to be a swordsman." After thinking for a while, Xiang Shan recalled and said, "When the city lord selected his own disciples, I chose to be a swordsman because of my talent. Because I failed the election, I could only practice secretly by myself, and then you gave me the opportunity, young master, so I was able to study in the martial arts field."

Xu Wangzhi: "Then do you like being a swordsman?"

Xiang Shan couldn't tell clearly, but he felt that he liked it: "It should be."

Being asked here, Xiang Shan finally realized why Xu Wangzhi asked himself this question.

"Master, don't you want to be a sword repairer?" Xiang Shan asked softly.

He originally thought that the young master would choose the path of sword cultivation without thinking about it, but now it seems that he is not.

Xu Wangzhi actually didn't know either.

The joy of having spiritual roots faded, and he began to think about more urgent issues.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that the city lord's mansion seemed to be full of sword cultivators.

Oh yes, except for Cheng Ying.

So, Xiang Shan was ordered to call Cheng Ying again.

After going out, Xiang Shan met Xing Jia who had something to report to Xu Wangzhi in the yard, and couldn't help reminding: "Master Anwei, if it's not important, try to be concise and to the point, the young master asked me to invite that."

who?Xingjia couldn't react for a while.

She pouted in the direction Shan stroked to win.

Only then did Xing Jia understand: "Got it."

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When Xiangshan knocked on the door of Cheng Ying's room, Cheng Ying, who had sensed that someone was approaching in advance, had already withdrawn from the trance state, got up and opened the door.

"Young master is looking for you." Xiang Shan said concisely, and at the same time he couldn't help but look into the room through the process, wondering what he was doing before he opened the door.

It's been a while since this person moved into the guest room, but the furnishings of the guest room are still the same as before, he didn't add anything himself, and he didn't order his servants to add anything.

It's like a traveler who lives in an inn and may leave at any time.

Sensing his scrutiny, Cheng Ying pretended not to see it, after all, there was nothing to hide in his room: "Let's go."

Ever since Cheng Ying was almost tied with the owner of Murong Villa at the gate of the city, Xiang Shan has been in awe of Cheng Ying more than being close to him. Seriously speaking, he actually feels that the current young master is even more impressive than Cheng Ying. kind.

terrible.

While he was in a daze, the two had already arrived outside the door of the study, and Xing Jia just came out.

Xingjia and Xiangshan glanced at each other, and saw vague admiration in each other's eyes.

Xingjia: "..."

Cheng Ying greeted Xing Jia instead: "Are you done?"

Xing Jia: "It's nothing important, the young master is reading a book, you go in."

Cheng Ying nodded slightly at him, passed him, and walked into the room.

Xu Wangzhi was still sitting in the same position he saw when he came this morning, but his black hair, which was originally loose, was now neatly tied up.

"You are here." Xu Wangzhi heard the voice, put down his book and got up, "Come and sit."

Xiang Shan didn't follow in, but slowly closed the door of the study from the outside.

The two sat down on the couch, hot tea was brewing on the coffee table, Xu Wangzhi poured a cup for Cheng Ying.

"I fell asleep in the morning, and you didn't wake me up." Xu Wangzhi said reproachful words, but there was no trace of blame in his tone.

Cheng Ying took a sip of the tea he had poured for himself, and with his downcast blue eyes, he replied, "I will wake you up next time."

It's just that Xu Wangzhi, who had something in his heart, didn't think too much about why there will be a next time.

"Cheng Ying, I want to ask you a question." Xu Wangzhi pressed his hands on the coffee table with a very solemn look.

Cheng Ying was a little surprised: "You ask."

"Why did you choose to be a body trainer?" Xu Wangzhi asked.

Asking similar questions to two people in a row inevitably reminded Xu Wangzhi of the questions often asked by some instructors in the music variety shows he often watched before he passed the book.

Cheng Ying was stunned, thought for a while, and then raised his eyes and replied, "I don't know either."

"Don't know?" Xu Wangzhi was puzzled.

Cheng Ying hummed: "I really don't know."

Seeing Xu Wangzhi's expression of dissatisfaction with the answer, Cheng Ying laughed: "Do you know that this question you asked can instantly add a demon to a monk who is unstable in Taoism."

Xu Wangzhi was speechless, he didn't know that this problem was so serious.

"As for the question of the heart, asking yourself is a breakthrough, and asking others is oppression. This question, the teacher can ask, the way of heaven can ask, but others can't ask." Cheng Ying patiently explained, "Cultivation to a certain level, every monk can't escape the questioning of the heart This calamity, and those who can survive this calamity will not be far from the realm of saints."

Xu Wangzhi: "Sorry."

Cheng Ying shook his head: "Those who don't know don't blame it."

Xu Wangzhi: "Actually, what I want to ask is, can I become a body repairer?"

"Why do you want to become a body repairer?" Cheng Ying was puzzled.

Xu Wangzhi's eyes widened slightly: "Didn't you say you can't ask this question?"

Cheng Ying: "You're not a monk yet, it's okay."

"Actually, I don't know which school I want to join." Xu Wang put his hand on the coffee table, feeling a little distressed, "There are sword cultivators around me, and you are the only body cultivator, so I want to ask your opinion."

Cheng Ying understood.

"Don't be a body trainer." Cheng Ying hardly hesitated, "This is my suggestion."

Xu Wangzhi: "Why?"

Cheng Ying asked back: "Did you see any other injuries on my body when you applied the medicine for me?"

see.Xu Wangzhi immediately understood.

Cheng Ying: "I don't want you to go through what I went through."

Those sufferings, those injuries, those forbearances, those despairs...

Xu Wangzhi was silent.

After a while, Cheng Ying suddenly got up and stood in front of him, stretched out his hand to hold the hand he had lightly placed on the coffee table, and put it on the hilt of his sword beside him.

Xu Wangzhi was unprepared, followed his movements, grasped the hilt of the sword, and drew out the long sword.

Cheng Ying leaned over, he held Xu Wangzhi's hand, Xu Wangzhi held the sword in his hand, and the unsheathed long sword rested on himself, separating him from Xu Wangzhi.

"After the snow that day, you stood on the porch and pulled out the long sword by my side. The way you showed your sharpness is always lingering in my mind."

Xu Wangzhi, who had been stunned for a long time, blinked slowly, and as the last word in his words fell into his ears, the tips of his ears turned completely red.

The author has something to say: [Cheng·Tony·Win]

Reading guide: The matter of drawing the sword - turn to chapter 17

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Sudden conjunctivitis yesterday is probably the result of staying up late for a long time and using your eyes too much. Everyone should pay attention to using your eyes moderately.

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