Fall in love even with low EQ [Quick Transmigration]

Speechless all the way.

No, thank the original owner for shrinking the ground into an inch.There is no way, only words.

Ouyang Ting gently placed Feng Wu on the bed in the inn, saw that his complexion was not good but his breathing was steady, so he pursed his lips and remained silent.Sitting on the side of the couch, he rolled up his sleeves and felt his pulse.

"Asleep?" Ah Hu came over and sniffed Feng Wu's face, "Why do you have a ghostly aura?"

Ouyang Ting paused with his fingers: "Demons and ghosts have different natural auras from humans."

Ah Hu rolled his eyes: "Then he should also have a demonic aura." He was stunned as he said that, "Hey, it seems that he has always been popular."

"Of course there is a magic weapon to cover it up." Zhou Luxi, who came in last, poured a cup of tea and drank it himself.

"How did he do it?" Ouyang Ting put down his hands, Ahu was very puzzled.

how did you make it?I really want to know how he did it!Ouyang Ting was irritable in his heart, and there was an anger brewing but he couldn't let it out, so he lowered his eyes to cover it up.

"I have Master watching, what kind of mind are you playing?" Zhou Luxi glanced at Ahu, got up and yawned, "Let's go, let's go to bed with Master Lu."

"Ah?—Hey deer! I'm telling you! Don't pull Lord Tiger by my tail! Hey, don't pull——"

Ouyang Ting listened to those two quarreling and went away, wanted to explain but was a step too late, so he could only put his hands on his forehead and let out a long sigh.

That little disciple of Yunqingguan was a bit interesting, he was obviously at the Nascent Soul Stage, but he was suppressed to the Golden Core Stage.Is it deliberately hiding clumsiness, or is it deliberately probing?No, it seems that when I met him in this lobby earlier, he also maintained this state.Maybe it's not to hide it from my seniors, but to confuse others?

Ouyang Ting shook his head, and temporarily let go of this boy from another school who looked at him in front of the abandoned house.Concentrate on thinking about the figures in the previous house, no, ghosts.

Is it... Fengwu?

When Ouyang Ting thought of that naughty little prince, he only felt chest tightness.No matter how long it takes, he really has nothing to say to this old man who was heartbroken from the very beginning in the BL001 world.

But if it was true, then Feng Wu would have died a long time ago, could it be his ghost?But if you don't enter the ghost world and enter reincarnation, but wander around here and play monsters, really, really do not change your nature!Ouyang Ting covered his face and sighed again.

Let's call that ghost Fengwu for the time being.He hugged him from behind in an inappropriate posture, and asked sadly, "Does it still hurt?"

But it is undeniable that at the moment when those words were asked, Ouyang Ting felt a real pain in his heart, just like the moment when he was stabbed.

Complete astonishment, biting cold.

Ouyang Ting felt that when he was a bodyguard of the royal palace, he was conscientious.Even if the eldest son he served was perverse and good at making trouble for no reason, he would bear the burden of hard work, beating and scolding.In the end, it turned out to be such a tragic result, what can I do?I'm so desperate too!

The concept of foolish loyalty and doglegs, of course, is to forgive him - bah, why do you have to forgive him?

Ouyang Ting clicked his tongue, but heard the person on the couch behind him groan softly.Yin, I had to put down my hands and look back.The little apprentice's face was still pale, and his breathing was unsteady at this moment, as if he was in extreme pain, he tightly grasped his heart and ravaged his clothes.Ravaged badly.

Ouyang Ting took his hand and took some effort to break it open.After pondering for a while, he pointed at his chest, and slowly drew and adjusted his breath.

It's your fault, boy!Tell you to run over beyond your control when Master Shizun is slaying demons and demons!If the ghost is let go, where can I catch it? !In case you just hang there... I don't know how to punish the world, so don't hurt me again.

Ouyang Ting was upset when he thought of the plan being ruthlessly destroyed.

The formation that had been set up had already trapped the ghost, even if the dead ghost was as strong as he had expected - to break through the formation with all his strength - he had already stood at the only exit, drew his sword and set it up. to wait.As long as the sword is raised and lowered, the awe-inspiring aura on the Zhengyang sword can completely wipe out that ghost!But how did this kid get in here?He was startled by the whistling, if not for this distraction, the dead ghost Fengwu would not have taken the opportunity to escape.

...no, not escape.That wisp of remnant soul seemed to be sucked in.The moment flashed before his eyes, and the gray ghost flew towards Feng Wu in a daze, and disappeared instantly after entering his heart.And this kid was dizzy, and has been dizzy until now.

Live it!

Ouyang Ting looked down at Feng Wu who was lying flat, listening to him moan like weeping from time to time.Yin Zhen reluctantly stretched out his other hand to pat his forehead to comfort him, and at the same time, his right hand slightly increased the mana to adjust his breath.After a while, the kid's complexion finally got a little better, at least not the deathly paleness before.

Ouyang Ting resigned himself to his fate and continued to help him adjust his breath.Turning my mind, I checked by the way, and confirmed that there is no demon possessed in this kid's body.He also remembered that before he left the mansion, he had checked again, that the breath of the dead soul was really gone.

So... that ghost was "eaten" by this kid now?Or, blended?Still... back in place.

Ouyang Ting forced himself to stop the thought that he had been doubting for a while, and after hesitating for a moment, he gave up using the insidious spell called "Search Soul" that the original owner knew.In this case, it always feels a little immoral to check the memory of the other party. Besides, if the spell is not careful, the caster will suffer from brain damage or cerebral palsy.The so-called mental illness tortures oneself, and mental illness tortures others. As a good teacher who teaches and educates people, no matter who is considered, forget it.

Ouyang Ting turned to comfort himself, even if the dead ghost Fengwu appeared in this world, there was also a living person (no, a living demon) Fengwu at the same time, it seemed that one of his previous assumptions could not be established.

After all, two of the same person will not appear at the same time, at the same place, and in front of the same person.

However, is there any spell to separate the soul from the body in the world of cultivating immortals?The memory of the original owner immediately jumped out mercilessly and told him that there really were at least seven or eight kinds.Unfortunately, they all came from the demon world and the demon world.

Ouyang Ting forced himself to accept another possibility: this world has nothing to do with BL001, ghosts and the like are good at illusions, and he was just accidentally tricked when he didn't realize it, so he saw this person again.

After all, there is only one who can call him "my Ating" with raised eyebrows.

My Ating.

My Ating is called Ouyang Ting, and he is my bodyguard.

I picked him up from the street and he's mine.

Only mine.

He has always been by my side and grew up with me.He never disobeyed my word and he just had to listen to me.

Because I won't hurt him, I won't hurt him, and I won't leave him.

I am the eldest son of the Five Princes' Mansion, and he is my bodyguard.I studied poetry, piano and painting, and he practiced boxing and swordsmanship.We are childhood sweethearts, we complement each other, and we will never be apart.

Because I believe that my Ating will not hurt me, will not harm me, and will not leave me.

I don't care about his origin and background at all, we just need to know each other: he is mine, he is my only Ating.

I have a secret that will keep us together forever.

I need to keep this secret.After my father's death, I dispersed the palace and went to visit the mountains and rivers with my Ating.Never going back to this place, never seeing those who knew us again.

My Ating shouldn't be locked in a small yard.My Ating shouldn't be locked in an incomprehensible and dispensable identity like me.

As long as we leave together, I can be with my Ating forever.

I can even... give him a child if he wants.

He won't be unwilling, he listens to me like that.He never looked at the maidservants in the palace, and never cared about those (damn) weak brothers.

But why is he not on my side this time, why?

Is it because he knows my secret and looks down on me?No, my Ating will know as long as she knows... It's okay, I don't care, I will tell you anyway in the future.But how can you use this to coerce me to let go of that, let go of that brother, let go of that—the bitch who shamelessly seduced you!

Are you going to betray me?Are you really going to stop me from killing him?You actually stood in front of him...

Okay, okay, okay, if I kill you, then I will pay you my life.Huang Quan Bi Luo, I want to catch up with you too.

Just ask, are you still my Ating?

Give me back my guard that I never forsake.

Feng Wu's heart ached unbearably, and he opened his eyes with a cry of pain.It was hard to catch my breath, but I felt itchy and cold on my cheeks.

"woke up."

Feng Wu blinked, looking at the people sitting beside him a little absent-minded.

Ouyang Ting looked down at him: "Is your heart hurting?"

It was only then that Feng Wu realized that the other party's fingers were gently pressing on his chest, and a long and soft breath was slowly pouring in.Go through his eight extraordinary meridians, and then draw out the depression.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Ouyang Ting couldn't help leaning over to look at his complexion: "It's much better." Then he lightly put his wrist on his wrist to examine carefully.

Feng Wu looked at him motionlessly, still feeling a little dazed: "...Master?"

"Ah."

"Master."

"Ok?"

"...Master."

Ouyang Ting was quite energetic after listening to him, so he sat up a little bit and let go of his hands: "It's all right now."

Feng Wu raised his eyes reluctantly, but was surprised to see that it was still dark outside the window, so he turned back and continued to look at his master: "Master, how long have I been asleep?"

"Three days." Ouyang Ting rubbed his forehead.

Feng Wu struggled to grab the corner of the opponent's robe: "Could it be that the master has never rested?"

"It's okay." Ouyang Ting put down his hands, stared at his face and said in a low voice, "It still hurts."

Feng Wu blinked suspiciously, and heard his master sigh, and his finger lightly stroked on his cheek.

"Crying in pain?"

Feng Wu opened his mouth, unable to deny that he was really still crying.

Ouyang Ting frowned slightly: "Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Feng Wu hesitated, lowered his head and sucked his nose, in order to cover up some strange and complicated emotions surging in his heart: "...Tuer doesn't understand either."

not understand?Shouldn't the answer be "don't know".But both seem to mean the same thing.Ouyang Ting didn't delve into it, pursed his lips and raised his face to wipe his face: "Children."

"No, I'm not young anymore." Feng Wu wiped his eyes by his sleeve before raising his head, while staring at the other party, he found, uh, isn't it a bit, too close to the master?

He really likes to be close to the master, but what he dreamed about before made him unconsciously a little afraid.

"Then why are you shaking?" Ouyang Ting rescued his sleeve, cleaned it with a small spell and at the same time wiped the other person's face, and patiently pulled the quilt back, "Cold?"

Feng Wu shrank into the quilt, covered half of his face and nodded: "En."

Ouyang Ting thought for a while: "Nightmare?"

Feng Wu lowered his eyes: "...um."

Ouyang Ting sighed: "Sure enough, I'm still a child."

Feng Wu whispered: "Well, child, that's why I'm afraid." Then he stared at him and said tentatively, "Master has worked hard for days. Why don't you lie down for a while?"

Sure enough, Master Master shook his head: "No need."

Seeing that he got up to leave, Feng Wu hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of his robe tightly: "Master!"

Ouyang Ting looked at him suspiciously: "What?"

Feng Wu took a deep breath: "I, actually, I'm still very scared..."

Afraid of having nightmares?Scared by nightmares?Or were you frightened by that ghost before?Ouyang Ting was full of question marks, always felt that Feng Wu, who is a monster, shouldn't be afraid of ghosts.Uh, but there is no rule that demons cannot be afraid of ghosts.

Seeing Master's face frowning in deep thought, Feng Wu couldn't help but raise his heart in his throat.After hesitating for a while, he was about to give up and say forget it, but saw that the master turned around and took off his boots, and really lay down.

Feng Wu blinked, turned over and looked at him fixedly.

"Sleep." Ouyang Ting waved his hand, and the candles in the room went out.

Feng Wu closed his eyes and quietly leaned over there: "Master?"

"Ok?"

"……Quilt?"

"Need not."

If you want it, Feng Wu curled his lips, and covered it up by rambling.Get closer, Master is still warm.

"how?"

"Uh, Master, people have three souls and seven souls, right?"

"...Yes. According to the "Seven Signs of Yunji", there are three souls, one is Taiguang, one is Shuangling, and one is Youjing."

"I also remember that the scriptures say that the seven souls are corpse dogs, volt arrows, bird yin, swallowing thieves, non-poison, decontamination, and stinky lungs." Feng Wu took the opportunity to move closer, "It can also be called a soul sky Chong , two souls are spiritual and intelligent, three souls are energy, four souls are strength, five souls are the center, six souls are essence, and seven souls are heroes."

"Have you seen it?" Ouyang Ting was a little surprised.

"It's in the spell spar that the master gave me." Feng Wu said a little guilty, the one given by the master in the previous life should also be counted.

This time, Ouyang Ting was a little guilty: "So...you are easy to learn."

Feng Wu was a little excited, then lowered his head and moved closer, the tip of his nose slightly touched Master's hair, a little itchy.He restrained the desire to sneeze, stretched out his hand to grab it, and then kept his hand on the side of his head, and his bent elbow happened to be on the master's shoulder.

Ouyang Ting felt that this posture was a bit strange, so he moved away a little: "Why do you want to ask this all of a sudden?"

"Because, because of that ghost from before."

Hearing Feng Wu's voice trembling slightly, Ouyang Ting thought to himself that this little guy is really afraid of ghosts: "Don't be afraid, as a teacher already—"

Feng Wu took advantage of the situation and hugged his waist: "I know Master has already surrendered that, uh, ghost. But I'm still afraid."

Ouyang Ting wanted to push his hand away and paused: "What does this have to do with your question?"

Feng Wu gently put his face on the master's waist: "I have doubts in my heart. When a person dies, do the seven souls disperse first, and then the three souls leave?"

"There is such a saying." Ouyang Ting was a little confused.

"So, the ones left are the three souls of that person?"

"No, at least it's definitely not the soul of fate." Ouyang Ting checked the original owner's memory.

"That's true, if the soul of life exists, people will not die." Feng Wu breathed out slowly, "Then, is it possible that it is a certain soul? Although it is scattered first, but if the sky rushes to the soul of wisdom, it will lead to wisdom."

... Are you trying to say that that ghost has an IQ?Ouyang Ting raised his eyebrows subconsciously: "It's all right. Some ghosts have memories and can answer questions with people; some ghosts only have evil thoughts and kill violently; some ghosts linger weeping and linger for a long time." He curled up nervously, sighed, raised his hand and patted his back, "Don't worry, most of the ghosts will go to the ghost world soon, leaving very few."

Feng Wu took advantage of the situation and rolled into his arms: "Master, is he comforting this disciple?" Then he raised his head and blinked, "Thank you, Master."

When speaking, the tiny and soft air flowed upwards, swirling around the neck and chin as if scratching, which made Ouyang Ting feel a little itchy: "Cough, here is the teacher, you don't need to be afraid."

Feng Wu put his face on his chest and whispered: "Master is here, disciple is not afraid."

Ouyang Ting was silent for a moment before saying: "Go to sleep."

This time Feng Wu didn't speak anymore, he said softly in his heart: Master, when everything is clear to me, when everything is over, then I will definitely not be as stupid as the Feng Wu I... dreamed of, I'll tell you everything right away.

But please don't blame me, master, my disciples will not be afraid.