Vegetation

Xue Yang fell into a drowsy sleep for a long time, and when he was half asleep, he heard someone talking, but fell asleep again because he was too sleepy.

When he woke up again, he saw Jin Guangyao sitting on the edge of the bed, propping his head on one hand, his eyes closed as if he had fallen asleep.

"Jin Guangyao." Xue Yang stretched out his hand and pushed Jin Guangyao, he didn't come here to watch him sleep.

Jin Guangyao was a light sleeper, and when Xue Yang called him, he woke up, stood up, straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and then turned his head to ask Xue Yang, "Chengmei, why are you looking for me?"

Xue Yang lay on the straw mat, thought for a while, seemed to think of something good, and laughed again: "I want you to help me find Song Lan, Xiao Xingchen's soul and sword are with him."

Jin Guangyao sighed, and finally nodded: "Chengmei, your whole life will be in Xiao Xingchen's hands."

Xue Yang was still smiling, and reached out to pat Jin Guangyao, as if I had my own plans.

Jin Guangyao was clever, but within three days, Song Lan was bundled up and sent to Xue Yang. Xue Yang looked at Song Lan with a sneer, "I should be like Daoist Song most wanting to see me like this."

Song Lan lost his tongue and couldn't speak. The expression on his face seemed to suggest that you had done it yourself. Then he raised his hand to write on the ground, and Su She read out the written words beside him.

"It's not just me who wants to see it, Stardust also wants to see it." Su She read.

Xue Yang laughed even more happily when he heard this, and nodded agreeingly: "However, Xiao Xingchen must be able to see it."

Song Zichen's temper was not like Xue Yang's, and his face became more and more gloomy. If his hands and feet were not tied tightly, he would have picked up Fuxue and stabbed Xue Yang at this time.

"You won't have good results, Xue Yang." Su She read.

Xue Yang laughed loudly, his eyes were cold: "I'm already like this, what good result do you want from me?"

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't come to disturb me and the Taoist priest, how could the Taoist priest have died? How can there be so many things later, Song Zichen, don't you feel a little bit ashamed?" Xue Yang tilted his head and smiled wide-eyed. Squinting up, the words in his mouth are not as innocent as the smile on his face.

The blood on Song Zichen's face faded in an instant, but seeing that he was so unrepentant, he finally couldn't bear to read it any longer and bowed his head to write.

"I naturally regret blaming Xingchen for the blindness that day, but Xingchen died because of you, and you don't have the slightest sign of regret." Su She read.

Xue Yang sneered: "Look when I regretted it." Then he asked Su She to take Song Zichen down.

As soon as Song Zichen left, the smile on Xue Yang's face disappeared. He saw Jin Guangyao put Jiang Mi on the bedside, and stretched out his good hand.

The sword was brightly lit, Xue Yang looked at it for a long time, then swung it a few times in mid-air, flashing a few cold lights.

When Su She came back, he was holding two things in his hand, a spirit lock bag and a long sword.

Seeing that he brought these two things, Xue Yang quickly put them down and snatched them away as if he saw a treasure.

"Daozhang, you are back, I miss you to death." Xue Yang laughed softly, and said to the spirit lock bag.

"Su She, go find Jin Guangyao again." Seeing that Su She was about to leave, Xue Yang spoke again.

Su She went out, looked back at Mr. Xue who looked like a fool when he got the spirit lock pouch, curled his lips, but still went to his room, and took out the signal flare that Jin Guangyao gave him.

The village they were in was actually not far from the Jin family's mansion, but it was inconvenient for Jin Guangyao to take Xue Yang back, so he found a not far and relatively remote place to settle down, and then gave Su She several signal flares to let him have something to do. Then send a signal.

Su She looked at the signal flare that exploded in the air, and when the last trace of fireworks disappeared, he looked away and walked towards the kitchen.

twilight--

Jin Guangyao came in a hurry after receiving the signal to deal with the family affairs. Su She had prepared meals and put them on the table in Xue Yang's room one by one.

Seeing Jin Guangyao, Su She immediately lowered his head respectfully: "Sect Master."

Jin Guangyao nodded, then sat at the table, picked up chopsticks and started eating: "It tastes good." Then he glanced at Xue Yang who was pretending to be a dead body on the bed, the corners of his lips curled up, and he continued to eat.

After the meal was over, Jin Guangyao filled another bowl of rice, then sat on the edge of the bed and patted Xue Yang, "Don't pretend to be dead, get up and eat."

Xue Yang opened his eyes, his handsome face was still slightly childish, and he was still smiling, making him look even more innocent: "Master Lianfang is going to feed me? Then I'm really flattered."

Jin Guangyao also grew up with him since he was a child, and he knew his temperament clearly, so he pretended he didn't hear him, took a spoon and brought it to Xue Yang's mouth, and faintly uttered a word: " eat."

Xue Yang wanted to say something again, but was blocked by a mouthful of rice, and then he glared at Jin Guangyao viciously, but the servant completely ignored him, and continued to put a spoonful into his mouth.

After eating, Jin Guangyao said: "You have been in a coma for several days, and you haven't eaten. It's for your own good."

Xue Yang only raised his eyebrows, and still maintained a cynical smile. He felt much better after lying down for a few days, and he could sit up now, so he stretched out his hands to prop up his body, and with the help of Jin Guangyao, Kankan sat up.

"Why did you come here?" Jin Guangyao felt relieved when he saw that he was sitting up, still propping his head with his good hand as before.

Xue Yang said with a smile: "Master Lianfang helped me arrest that Song Zichen, why didn't you ask me?"

"Isn't it just to get back Xiao Xingchen's soul and sword, what else?" Jin Guangyao was a little impatient, he knew that the more Xue Yang smiled, the worse things would be.

Xue Yang nodded, and took out the spirit lock pouch and the Shuanghua sword as if offering treasures: "You must not have thought of what I plan to do, so I'll tell you right away."

"I want to revive Xiao Xingchen."

Jin Guangyao's breathing was stagnant, he probably guessed that Xue Yang had never had such a big obsession with someone, but he was so kind to a person who hated him to the bone.

"I suddenly figured out a way these days. Isn't the Taoist priest's soul all scattered? I can use my soul as an introduction to put together the Taoist priest's soul. This method requires me to have a soul, and I lack a proficient The person of this way, that person must be Wei Ying, and Lao Lianfang will help me bring him..."

"how about you?"

Xue Yang was talking about the origin, but was interrupted by a cold voice.

Jin Guangyao frowned and asked, "What about you? What would you do if you lost a soul?"

"If you are lucky enough to come back, you are good. If you don't come back, you will probably lie down for the rest of your life."

"How many chances will I not come back?"

"Thirty to seventy points, seven points means you can't come back." Xue Yang raised his eyebrows, still smiling, as if the person who might not come back was not his own, as if he didn't care.

Jin Guangyao frowned even deeper: "Chengmei, why do you insist on saving Xiao Xingchen?"

Xue Yang didn't want to discuss this issue with Jin Guangyao anymore, so he lay down lazily and closed his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Jin Guangyao stood up helplessly, looked down at Xue Yang's eyebrows for a long time, and finally turned and left, but he didn't go back to the Golden Mansion tonight, but found an empty room to sleep.

When he woke up the next day, the sky was bright, and Jin Guangyao guessed that it was [-] o'clock, so he got up and took another look at Xue Yang. Seeing that he was still fast asleep, he turned around and went to Guan Song Zichen's room.

"Did Daoist Song sleep well? I hope the Daoist will not blame Jin for his poor hospitality." Jin Guangyao opened the door and untied Song Lan.

Song Lan lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to write on the ground: "Xue Yang is such a villain, why does Lianfang Zun want to be in the same class as him?"

Jin Guangyao pursed his lips, thought for a long time, and then said: "Maybe we are the same person, Daoist Song will not understand, Cheng Mei and I were both bullied when we were young, he was bullied by the world when he was young, and I , because of my background, I have been ridiculed and despised by countless people, but it is also because of this that I am what I am today."

Of course Song Zichen didn't understand, the worst thing he had ever seen in the world was nothing but Xue Yang's, and how did he know how those people's actions hurt the fragile hearts of these two people when they were young.

"Since Daoist Song is here, I'd better stay here for a few more days. I'll let you out when the time comes." Jin Guangyao took out the immortal net and tied Song Lan up again, before leaving in satisfaction.

When Jin Guangyao walked out, he happened to meet Su She getting up, and Su She hurriedly said respectfully, "Sect Master."

Jin Guangyao nodded, and then said: "You take good care of Mr. Xue, I have to go back beforehand."

Su She bowed his head respectfully, but when he raised his head again, he could only see Jin Guangyao's back.

The author has something to say:

qwq Yangyang came up with this method randomly, but for the sake of growth, there is no other way qwq