The villain's guide to throwing blame

Out of Feng Ling's own secretive thoughts, the group arrived at Qianlin a few days earlier and stayed there.Without the pressing case and other distracting matters, he had been put on Fengling's desk for nearly half a month, and the heavy official duties that he had tried to escape at last could not escape.

Therefore, Feng Ling had to raise his spirits, and crouched in the study room of the guest courtyard and actually approved the official documents for two days.It can be said that it is quite apt to describe the serious consequences of self-inflicted and debt failure.

In the afternoon, Young Master Feng took a pen and scribbled twice on the last booklet with a weary expression, threw it on the table, and asked feebly, "Is there any left?"

Banhe approached briskly to take away the messy documents and spiritual messages on the table, then counted the pile of things, and showed a dimpled smiling face at his young master, "No, young master, The previous ones have been dealt with, and these are all in place.”

Hearing these words, Feng Ling heaved a sigh of relief. He straightened his back, stretched his hands upwards, and stretched out his body tensely, only feeling that his bones were rattling in protest.At this time, the young master, who had nothing to do, stood up and walked to the window in a happy mood.

I saw that the sky is bright today, and the icicles hanging on the lush cedar trees are crystal clear, which is quite a favorite of the young master.

"Go! Banhe, the young master will show you the light." Feng Ling put his hands behind his back with a smile, and turned around to walk away. He was about to walk out of the courtyard with big strides, but stopped suddenly halfway.

Banhe trotted all the way to keep up with his young master, but when he saw the figure in front of him stop unexpectedly, he asked suspiciously, "Young master?"

Young Master Feng's eyes fluttered from a certain direction, and then he turned his face slightly and ordered, "Bring the tea set that Nian Xia brought me. If you want to make tea, let's live in the cold."

The little book boy hurriedly agreed, then turned around and ran back to the house to get what the young master asked for. He wondered in his heart, wasn't the young master's favorite thing in the past, Wulin tea? Why did he think of drinking this cold ice tea.Banhe scratched his head, unable to understand, so he had to put this matter behind him and clean it up as soon as possible.

In the courtyard, after Banhe left, Feng Ling made a slight turn and walked towards a place completely different from the original direction. The soft snow was slightly sunken under his feet, and the young man didn't use his spiritual power, so he just took one step He walked slowly, and didn't stop until he reached the courtyard where Shaolin lived.

Before he could knock on the door, the courtyard door opened slightly with a creak, only to see Yue Chen standing indifferently and looking at him.

Under the gaze of the monk, Feng Ling suddenly smiled, and the unbearable relaxation and joy overflowed from his eyes, and his usual smile became warm and even tinged with a hint of sweetness.

"Is the mage waiting for me here?"

Yuechen didn't answer, he stepped out of the courtyard, gently closed the door behind him, then turned around and glanced at Young Master Feng who was still standing aside and smiling foolishly.

Shocked by this look, Feng Ling didn't ask any more questions, just smiled and pointed forward, "Take the mage to a good place today, Banhe was ordered by me to get some Things, I should be back now." Just as they were talking, the two walked back to the gate of Fengling courtyard, only to see the little boy running out of the courtyard.

"Young master, everything is ready," Banhe said with a smile, and then asked with some curiosity and anticipation, "Where are we going?"

Feng Ling raised his eyelids, glanced up and down at Banhe standing behind him, and smiled slowly under his expectant expression, "Want to know?"

An ominous sense of familiarity suddenly rose in Banhe's heart, and then he heard the young master gently say, "Guess, I won't tell you if I guess right."

Banhe: "..." Young master, why are you so skinny.

Seizing the opportunity and choking the little book boy, Young Master Feng was in such a light mood that he was chattering endlessly with the silent Yuechen beside him, facing the dull gourd who only briefly responded with a few words from time to time. Not even a bit impatient.Banhe followed behind them step by step, and felt that this scene was very familiar. It has been like this since eight years ago, and the good temper of the young master in this life is almost used on Master Yuechen.

The three of them were going in the direction Feng Ling pointed, because Banhe couldn't keep up with the two of them, so Master Feng picked up the little boy without saying a word, and carried him and Yuechen towards Qianlin without any effort. The northwest part of the cave is swept quickly.

On the way, the three of them suddenly heard an excited shout, and then stopped in mid-air, waiting to see who the loud man was.

I saw a colorful figure running towards them waving his hands, just looking at the eye-catching color matching of the clothes, this feature can be recognized by anyone who is not blind, making Feng Ling's eyelids twitch.In the whole world, Mu Tinglou's taste is so hard to describe.

At this time, a deep voice suddenly came into Feng Ling's ears, "Didn't you say that you are going to taste tea and enjoy the scenery?" The emotion in the voice was light, but listening carefully, there was something different from the past.

Feng Ling raised his head in surprise, and turned to look at Yue Chen, who had a normal expression, and turned back to him, "Yeah, what's the matter?" Yue Chen didn't move, and didn't answer.

Feeling puzzled, Feng Ling raised his head and looked at Mu Ting Lou, which was getting closer and closer. He was suddenly blessed, and asked with a bit of narrowness in his smile, "The mage is not willing to take it to Mu Ting Lou? Then I—"

Yuechen listened to the young man's elongated voice, turned his head and looked at him coldly, waiting for the next sentence, but at this time, Mu Tinglou had already approached.

"——Then I can't help it." Feng Ling changed his tone and continued the second half of the sentence, and then turned around to meet Mu Tinglou. He quietly left part of his attention on Yuechen, but I saw the monk's eyes lightly swept over the two of them, and there was no change in emotion, as if it had just been uncovered.

Feng Ling, who was still a little strange in his heart, raised his eyebrows, pressed his doubts to the bottom of his heart, patted Mu Tinglou who had already arrived, and said with a smile, "You are on time today."

Mu Tinglou patted the Qiankun pouch on his waist and said in a low voice, "Isn't it almost suffocating here? My group of juniors seem to have nothing to do with sticks and hammers. Bring some good wine to make amends for the brothers." He winked at Feng Ling and gestured, but his brothers didn't understand his intention at all.

"Okay, what kind of wine do you drink in this fairyland? I brought good tea to taste with you." After Feng Ling said this, he whispered in Mu Tinglou's ear secretly, "What do you drink? Who drinks it? Yuechen is a Buddhist practitioner who holds alcoholic abstinence!" Then he gave him a brainstorm.

Mu Tinglou rubbed the back of his head, and laughed twice.Feng Ling couldn't be bothered to look at him so stupidly, so he greeted the other two and continued to his destination.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a mirror-like calm lake surface appeared among towering cedar trees. The lake water condensed into a large piece of astonishingly hard ice. A small and exquisite pavilion was located beside the snow lake with a still waterfall hanging down. above.

The rushing water was stopped at this moment by the cold, and the flowing water was condensed into a large spectacle, which was quiet and admirable.

The four of them sat down in the pavilion, and the tea sets brought by Banhe were placed on the table one by one. The misty water vapor rose slowly from the pot, smudged with a faint sense of warmth and spring in the cold air.Feng Ling skillfully fiddled with the tea set, took out a small bag of frozen tender green leaves and put it in.

After a round of tea washing, everyone was given a cup of hot tea.

The lid was lifted slightly, and the hot air was completely different from the surrounding cold air mixed together. After taking a sip, the coolness in the tea rushed straight to the sea of ​​consciousness, which refreshed one's mind. Mellow and warm.

"I've treasured this Hanqi tea for a long time, and it's rare to take it out today, which is quite appropriate." Feng Ling said with a smile, speaking to everyone, but his eyes were fixed on Yue Chen and remained motionless.

Yuechen's eyelashes moved slightly, and he praised, "Good tea, it's just a pity."

what a pityFeng Ling was a little confused.However, when he inadvertently glanced at Mu Tinglou, the corners of his eyes twitched, as if he understood a little bit.

Mu Tinglou lifted the lid of the tea, glanced at the tea in it, tilted his neck back, drank the whole cup of tea in one gulp, smacked his lips when he was done, and frowned.

"Feng Ling, the more you drink the tea, the colder it gets?"

Rubbish, Feng Ling smiled in his heart and grabbed Mu Tinglou's throat, wishing he could spit back the tea he had drunk.

Banhe crouched in the corner with his teacup in his arms and drank slowly, the young master was so murderous, Master Mu was a real warrior.

So, when pouring tea again, Feng Ling cleverly bypassed Mu Tinglou's quilt, poured him a cup of hot white water with a wave, and said nonsense, "You are afraid of the cold, drink this to warm your body, don't be young It's easy to make a lie."

Mu Tinglou: "..."

After a run on Mu Tinglou, Feng Ling's mood improved a lot. He held a teacup and asked comfortably, "I came to celebrate my birthday with Yuechen because the older generation didn't care about their affairs, and their identities are not embarrassing. What's the matter with you?"

Hearing this, Mu Tinglou clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes, "The old man is in seclusion again, and he can't find anyone. As for those old people in the valley?" He raised his eyebrows and said with a mocking smile, "It's okay to come out of the valley to celebrate your birthday. It's not a good job, and it would be bad if you find yourself being squeezed out when you go back."

Unhurriedly, Feng Ling gently scraped the tea powder with the tea cover, and said leisurely, "Aren't you afraid of facing this situation after you go back? If you want me to say that the current situation in your valley is [-]% due to your master. "After that, he turned his head and smiled at Yuechen, "This God of Medicine Valley, the internal situation may be more complicated than ours. In this regard, our Feng family and your Shaolin may not be able to catch up with you."

Mu Tinglou obviously didn't care about this. With his skills, if he didn't want to ruin the century-old reputation of the sect, there would be nothing he could do to him.And Yue Chen was still drinking tea with this indifferent appearance, noncommittal to Feng Ling's words just now.

After chatting for a while, Yue Chen suddenly asked, "I wonder if Master Mu would like to have a talk with the poor monk?"

Mu Tinglou, who was suddenly named, was a little confused, but after realizing it, he was a little excited. The opportunity to talk with everyone can be said to be rare.

Feng Ling sat aside coldly, watching Mu Tinglou excitedly rushing up to be tortured by Yuechen's blood, the situation on the chessboard was full of viciousness, but Yuechen was still calm. As for Mu Tinglou——

Mu Tinglou was still grinning cheerfully, and he didn't know what he was laughing at because his chess game was horrible.

The rest of the time passed on that chessboard. Mu Tinglou's losses were worse than the previous one, but he wanted to hug Yuechen's thigh and call him "big brother". In the game, there are wins and losses, but I am quite immersed in it.

Seeing that the dusk was getting darker, several people also packed their things and returned to the guest peak. When they were walking back to the guest house talking and laughing, several women in green gauze skirts passed by them, and the leading woman saw them Shi was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes unconsciously fell on Feng Ling in the middle.

The smile on Fengling's face gradually faded, he bowed slightly, and saluted the woman indifferently, "This junior has met Elder Lingyin, and I would like to send my regards to you on behalf of my parents." Several people on the side also greeted her I made a salute.

Elder Lingyin nodded, looked at Feng Ling with complicated eyes for a while, and then led the people behind him away.

Afterwards, on the way back, Feng Ling, who had always been free and easy, was uncharacteristically, he didn't talk much, and his emotions didn't seem very high, and the atmosphere was a bit heavy for a while.

When standing in front of the courtyard gate and saying goodbye to Yuechen, Feng Ling looked at Yuechen's worried expression with heavy eyes, and suddenly smiled helplessly. He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

Seeing that he had indeed swept away the gloom, Yuechen's expression became much brighter, he nodded in relief, bowed to each other, and bid farewell.

In the next few days, as the time for Duanming's birthday approached, all factions in Central China sent people one after another, and the Qianlin faction also became lively.

However, just a few days before his birthday, a major event suddenly happened to the Qianlin faction.

A demon cultivator broke into the gate of Qianlin Mountain.

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