I have been assisting these years

Qi Jin didn't know what Feng Changyu was going to do after all.

But if the other party is like this, it is estimated that they can't do anything to her.

She thought that as long as Feng Changyu didn't stay with Wen Xuanqing, anything would be fine.

Anyway, this is just a book, and everything here has nothing to do with her.

But it was Feng Changyu who asked to keep her, and it was Qi Jin who was restless.

Feng Changyu didn't say a word, just held the book and read it by himself, the incense burner in the room was wafting, Qi Jin felt that he was about to lose his sense of smell.

She has no interest in reading. If she was in her own room, she might be able to play flying chess with Shuzheng, but the one sitting next to her is Feng Changyu.

This person is so boring.

She picked her nails, and glanced at the favorability of each person in her panel.

"I heard Senior Sister and Deputy Director Su talking before, it seems that you have a good relationship?"

Qi Jin also finished reading the [Long Scroll Night Song] secret scroll about Feng Changyu triggered by the first meeting.

It's a pity that her system hasn't been repaired yet. Even this kind of key information has been coded a lot. At most, she can know that Feng Changyu is from Shengjing. rescued.

Is this still worth looking at?

The name says it all, long rain, long rain, it must be continuous night rain.

Unlucky or not, that's another story.

Feng Changyu put down the scroll, turned his head to look at Qi Jin who was looking at her with his face in his hands.

Because Feng Changyu was wearing a veil, the feeling of being stared at by her would be doubled.This made Qi Jin very uncomfortable. Facing Feng Changyu, she would always think of the ghost boy she saw with her second brother in the market when she had not yet entered Yuqingque to practice Taoism.

But this kind of thought flashed by, after all Feng Changyu's whole body was too jeweled, and apart from being too fond of putting on airs, there was nothing to be picky about.

Even her voice was extremely gentle, and her eyes were affectionate.

Affectionately...

Ah can't stand it.

Qi Jin pursed his lips and muttered, "Did I ask something that I can't ask?"

Her muttering was heard very clearly in the quiet room.

Feng Changyu laughed. The thin veil still allowed people to see the outline of her face. The veil was close to the skin, including the lips. When talking, people couldn't help but notice the subtle wrinkles caused by the flapping of the fabric.

I just couldn't help it, couldn't help but watch it.

Qi Jin groaned, but didn't hear what Feng Changyu said.

Feng Changyu repeated: "There's nothing you can't ask. If the senior sister wants to know, if the senior sister knows, she will definitely tell them all."

Candles were lit on the table, and even the beams in the inner room were embedded with many night pearls, Feng Changyu seemed to prefer this kind of candlelight.

The flickering candlelight seems to quench her sore eyes, giving people the illusion that she cares about her.

high!Really clever!

Qi Jin felt that if he were Wen Xuanqing, his heart would be moved.

But she wasn't interested in women, so she was only amazed for a moment, and hummed perfunctorily.

"Then you look unhappy every time I mention her."

Qi Jin's private speech was not loud, it was a bit like muttering, but it sounded like complaining.

This kind of space with only the two of them made people feel more intimate for no reason.

"Do I have it?"

Qi Jin sneered in his heart, thinking that pretty women are liars.

During the entrance test, she and Su Mingzhen almost quarreled and were interrupted by Feng Changyu. Although Feng Changyu was smiling, it was like the sun shining on a snowy day, which still made people shiver.

Looks like he's been raped.

"Yes, I have."

Qi Jin panicked from being idle, and reached out to pick up the book that Feng Changyu was reading.

"Taoism".

The compulsory textbook is extremely boring.

Qi Jin felt a headache when he thought of this book, and hurriedly let go.

Unexpectedly, the force of letting go was a bit strong, the book slipped off the table and fell on Feng Changyu's lap.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister," Qi Jin stretched out his hand to pick it up, but felt that the position was a bit awkward, so he withdrew his hand again, showing a rather awkward smile, "Why are you looking at this?"

"Retreat for too long, almost illiterate, so I just took a book."

Feng Changyu picked up the book and put it back on the table. That page happened to be about the struggle between Taoism and ghosts, and there was a picture of the holy seal of the ghost clan.

Turned into ashes, Qi can now recognize what this thing looks like, because the last big question in her final exam of this class that year was to silently draw a picture of the holy seal of the ghost clan.

The pattern is disgustingly complicated, but it still accounts for sixty points. It is said that if one less rune is drawn, one point will be deducted.

These teachers are also in a panic.

"Are you curious about Su Mingzhen?"

Feng Changyu leaned against the table with one hand, and looked at Qi Jin with his face propped up.

Her figure was covered with a warm halo by the candlelight, which did not make Qi Jin so frightened.

Qi Jin shook his head, "I'm not curious about her, she's annoying and noisy."

This is a novel description.

Su Mingzhen's reputation in Yuqing Que does not need to be lowered by Chang Yu, after all, she is a maverick, with a man's hair bun and a male monk's attire.In addition, she doesn't look very feminine, and new disciples often get a glimpse of her heart beating wildly, asking around for the name of the tall man in the purple robe, who has a Taoist companion.

There are no Taoist companions, but there are quite a lot of Taoist flowers in the door secretly promising their hearts.

Even if Su Mingzhen was often beaten up in the female hot spring by new disciples who didn't recognize her.

Maybe it's because she is so tall and didn't fight back. After being punched by the little girl Fen, she smiled wryly again and again. The aggrieved appearance aroused the sympathy of the juniors, and she turned into a sticky fellow junior and senior again and again. Relationship, wherever you go, it is not full of flowers, one senior sister at a time.

For example, Senior Sister Su is really nice.

Senior Sister Su can really speak.

Senior Sister Su really likes to joke.

……

Back then, Su Mingzhen hadn't become a deputy director yet, and in Feng Changyu's impression, he was always surrounded by people.

However, Qi Jin's tone didn't seem to be serious and disgusting, and it fell into Feng Changyu's ears a little coquettishly.

It is no different from those disciples back then.

The difference is Su Mingzhen's attitude.

Su Mingzhen's attitude towards Qi Jin is more like connivance than the attitude of smiling brightly and turning away the cold face towards others.

Just like what she saw through Wendie today.

Su Mingzhen likes to tease Qi Jin, and the girl in the moon-white robe threw herself into her arms, her hand clearly wrapped her arms around Qi Jin's waist tightly.

At that moment, Feng Changyu, who was far away on Qingyue Peak, also had his heart pounding.

Her heartbeat was abnormal, but her face remained the same as usual.

After all, this is not the first time this kind of empathy has been felt.

She didn't know if Su Mingzhen would have this kind of empathy, at least she hated it.

When she saw Su Mingzhen for the first time at the hand-picked meeting of direct disciples, she felt uncontrollable for no reason.

Not a hit-and-miss.

Looking at each other, they were both surprised, and turned their eyes away in unison.

The life of fellow practitioners of the same generation is as ordinary as water, but they are evenly matched in cultivation, but before the critical period of the month-to-month and year-end tests, Su Mingzhen always deliberately suppresses the cultivation. A bunch of comfort.

Among the four sects of that generation, there is no shortage of talented and brilliant people, but Feng Changyu and Su Mingzhen have no similarities in appearance, and their cultivation bases are almost the same before and after, which has attracted a lot of attention.

They also competed selfishly in class, but the outcome was hard to tell.

Feng Changyu not only practiced Yuemen's skills, but also Leng Qiuzi specially found a secret method from outside, but it was comparable to a direct disciple who majored in alchemy.

These are nothing.

It's too coincidental that they have the same preferences. If Feng Changyu and Su Mingzhen's personalities were not so different, Feng Changyu might have the illusion that Su Mingzhen might be another self.

But Feng Changyu disagrees with Su Mingzhen's thoughts on Qi Wujin.

Human and Taoist couples who practice Taoism are not limited by gender. Although the relationship is hard to distinguish, many monks have broken their ties to the world for the sake of the Tao, and they also become strangers when they travel.

Life is too long, it's rare to have feelings that last until we die together.

She repeatedly confirmed Qi Jin's background. It is understandable that the youngest daughter of the owner of Jingyu Island is spoiled, but she doesn't have the fairy air of Xiandao at all. Probably only those who don't speak and stare at people are so dignified. like.

Coupled with the lack of improvement in her cultivation base after so many years, she didn't even understand why Leng Qiuzi wanted to bring this kind of thing into her family.

Although interesting is really interesting.

Does Su Mingzhen like Qi Wujin?

Feng Changyu didn't understand love. She had seen too many loves between men and women when she was young, the love of love, the love of love, entangled bodies, sticky panting, women's intentional lingering advances, and men's wholehearted consent. .

The colorful lights in the pavilion, the graceful and lingering figure revealed by the paper window, the opera on the high platform is tactful, and the wine cups collide, wanting to refuse and welcome.

The road of cultivating the Tao is not as difficult as she mentioned when she was a young girl, on the contrary, the Taixue at the foot of the mountain may not be as lively as this side.

What is broken is the love of the family, and the love is not broken. In the exchange of various factions once in a hundred years, there are also Taoist couples who come and go.

Men and women, men and men, women and women, no one deliberately defines who must be with whom.

As long as the road is upward, there is no fear of dust disaster.

But she can't taste interesting and boring. The dream indicates that she avoids and meets according to her mood, but she spends too much thought on these two variables.

"Then she's interesting?"

Qi Jin saw that Feng Changyu had been silent all this time, thinking that she would ignore him because she said bad things about Su Mingzhen, and lowered her head as if she was in prison, picking at the newly dyed Koudan a while ago.

When the other party said such a sudden word, she raised her head unexpectedly, and met Feng Changyu's rare undefended eyes.

The misty eyes are a bit like the way Qi Wujin looked out of his house in Xiandao in the early morning.

There are also some ignorance.

Turning around and disappearing, Qi Jin felt as if he had caught a little bit of "real" Feng Changyu.

"You mean Su Mingzhen?"

Qi Jin laughed, and when she laughed, the slender eyebrows she deliberately drew were even more curved, as if she had wiped the moon's wheel for nearly a month.

Even the dimples came out.

"That's still quite interesting, chattering all day long, floating on the water is better than the brothers of Chenmen and Yangmen, the most interesting thing is that she can turn the flower rope, she is so tall, the movement of flying the flower rope in the air, other senior sisters and sisters It’s pretty awesome, but when she went to shake the rope, she laughed so hard that she almost fell off, and she wondered what everyone was targeting..."

Qi Jin felt that Feng Changyu's retreat for so many years had created a big gap between her and Su Mingzhen, and she still had to fill it.

This kind of love assist is actually a bit difficult, and you have to grasp the scale.

After all, her senior sister is also a fellow practitioner with Su Mingzhen, so she should have played these inter-class games.

Feng Changyu really didn't know.

She was always alone during the class breaks in Cuiling Mountain, and Su Mingzhen occasionally had no place to be with her, and the relationship between the two was just a false polite relationship of nodding, in fact, they were not familiar at all.

Qi Jin saw that Feng Changyu shook his head, still a little dazed.

She suddenly felt that the other party was also miserable.

A hasty remedy—

"Maybe it's because you didn't have anyone to play at that time. I'll tell her after tomorrow's remedial class. Next time I'll call my senior sister. Hey senior sister, you should know how to play, right?"

This junior sister talks a lot.

Feng Changyu felt that Qi Jin's words were as many as hundreds of ducks, but the ducks themselves did not notice Feng Changyu's resistance at all. When it came to Xingtou, they tugged on Feng Changyu's sleeve and said, senior sister, if you don't know how, you can call Su Mingzhen will teach you alone.

Qi Jin's words are probably the foundation laid in his previous life, even though he pretended to be cold all these years, he couldn't pretend to be cool and noble.

Once the chatter was opened, she couldn't stop it, and her ability to see people's colors dropped by half as soon as she opened it, and she was a bit silly. If people didn't interrupt, she could continue to chatter.

Feng Changyu suffered from this.

But she was born with good stamina, and later put a lock note on herself, thinking about how long this junior sister can talk.

In the end, she watched Qi Jin fall asleep while talking.

The girl fell down on the table with a thud, but unfortunately the bell on her head was taken off, so it didn't make a crisp sound.

Feng Changyu felt a little regretful, even though she had pasted the lock note, she could still sense the faint affection between the two from Qi Jin's delighted expression when he mentioned Su Mingzhen.

Variables and variables, together it is more difficult to predict the future.

It was almost dawn, and the candles were about to be extinguished, so she got up, picked up Sleeping Junior Sister, and put her on the couch.

He stretched out his hand to pick up a lock of the other party's hair, twisted it, and made a decision.

And Qi Jin fell asleep until he missed the retake class. When he woke up, he looked at the sun that was rising three poles and almost cried bitterly. When he rushed to Cuiling Mountain, he happened to bump into Wen Xuanqing who was leaving school.

She came aggressively, and grabbed the junior brother by the collar to make the disciples on the side look lively.

Wen Xuanqing looked bewildered.

Immediately afterwards, he was hugged by his second senior sister and cried bitterly——

"Junior Brother, Senior Sister is in so much pain, can you accompany Senior Sister to the star gate for a meal?"