The hero always suspects me of cheating [Transmigration Book]

Xing Yang took two quick breaths before calming down slowly.The child looked at him, reached out and pinched his palm calmly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xing Yang said anxiously: "I... I have a notebook on me. The brown one, have you seen it? Where is Dai Li? ... Yuming! Yuming must know where it is!" Where is the notebook?It can be lost anywhere.At the foot of the Zifu Mountain in Zhongnan, when he fainted, or on the bed where Yuming changed his clothes...

He turned around and ran down, the child staggered a few steps and almost fell down.Xing Yang turned his head regretfully, his hands were shaking, he squatted down and hugged him, not knowing what to say in panic.

How could he be so careless? !For things that are not light in weight, throw them away as soon as you say, and it is better to realize it earlier than to be aware of it now.Can that thing fall into someone else's hands? !He didn't have time to read the outline carefully, what if the secrets about Qi Guanlan and Qi Guanshui were recorded, what should he do in the future? !

Not to mention... not to mention.

He opened his mouth and closed it again, trembling like a cicada in the summer wind.

"sorry."

-----That notebook is the only connection he has with modern times.

As soon as he stepped in, there were crowds of people, and he was the only one who was out of place.Xing Yang is optimistic and thinks he is going on a trip by himself.Only occasionally when he turned his head and saw the fairy mountain, the imperial sword, the awe-inspiring aura, and the fluttering clothes, he would silently knock on the small bronze bell in his heart to remind him of his current situation.

After all, it is another world.

With no father and no mother, the only thing involved is Xing Xing, a large and heavy piece that crushed all his curious thoughts of inquiry.

Qi Guanlan hugged him, gently rubbed the back of the young man's neck with his fingers, and said softly, "It's my fault. Qi Guanshui took that notebook away."

It took Xing Yang a long time to say: "...it's okay."

He stayed in this position for a while, and then he felt much better.Qi Guanshui took it away... just take it away.He was always anxious and uneasy. The moment just now seemed to be the last straw, and the emotional flood was particularly sudden, which caught him off guard.At this time, I regretted it when I thought about it, and worried that the child would be scared by him, so I forced a smile: "It's okay, it's okay. Go up? Ah Shui didn't tell me when he took it away. But it's considered I thought about it. Ordinary notebooks are useless."

Few people can understand Xing Xing's ghost painting talisman.So what if you understand?Just a few names and a few words.Even if it is written in the future, no one may believe it.

Qi Guanlan suddenly stretched out a finger and poked him in the face.Then the child stood up, bit his lip, biting viciously, Xing Yang tasted the smell of blood in a moment.He hissed, but didn't reach out to push the child away.

The child's white and soft face is close at hand.

"Liar. You said you want me to believe you and give you privacy, but you don't believe me. You keep it from me." He had a soft voice, biting his soft lips with neat white teeth, and his voice was vague and crying: "I... I do your stuff. I won't lose it. If you lose me, I will come back by myself. You can't get rid of me... I won't lose it."

He spoke incoherently, saying 'I won't lose' in his mouth, but it was clearly the tone of 'You will not leave even if you lose. '

Xing Yang felt guilty and distressed, "Why did you lose you?"

The child was stubborn and didn't say a word.Xing Yang's mind turned back and forth, seamless guarantees and lies took turns, but in the end, none of them successfully rolled out of his mouth.He was silent and the child was silent too, neither of them moved while maintaining this weird posture, Xing Yang's lips were already numb.

Qi Guanlan took a step back and let go of Xing Yang's poor lips.Standing beside him, eyes lowered and unwilling to speak.Xing Yang couldn't persuade him.How can I persuade you?It's nothing more than a promise of 'not leaving him'.But he couldn't do it, and he shouldn't be promised what he knew he couldn't do.

The child lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, Xing Yang didn't dare to poke the pain in his heart.If a child is angry, he is angry, and he is still a good boy.He refused to grab his fingers, and followed him by the hem of his clothes.Xing Yang took two steps and looked down at him.The child is always reluctant to look up.

When he reached the top of the steps, the child suddenly grabbed his two fingers again.

You just lose it.

Just throw it away!

Xing Yang thought that his awkwardness had passed, and was relieved by mistake.

At this time they had reached the top of Miaochun Peak, and they could see the endless expanse at a glance.There is a clean gravel road, green vegetables in the field, a square pavilion in the center of the vegetables, and a square low table in the center of the pavilion. On the table is a peacock blue glazed three-legged incense burner. There is a group of young people sitting beside them, all of whom are floating in the dust, holding "Baopuzi" with one hand on their cheeks, and holding "Seven Breaking Theory" devoutly with both hands. At first glance, there are about four or five people, with different postures and personalities. A...sleep soundly.

There was only one person standing.Short, thin, with a pale face, at first glance she looks slender like a girl, alone, standing outside the square pavilion, with a layer of yellow mud on her feet, also dressed in white, like a cheap man propped up by a few dry sticks Cloth, he rubbed his hands indiscriminately, when he saw Xing Yang, his eyes were full of tears, and the two spots of plateau red on his face were even more dazzling, and he ran over with reserved steps.

"Senior brother Xing Yang, right? Senior brother Zisu has sent a letter asking me to pick you up." The thin monkey said earnestly, "When will Master come back?"

Xing Yang said: "The people from Taiqing Peak sent me here. I don't know what Master is doing either."

He hesitated to answer, but the thin monkey was grateful, and said: "I am your third senior brother, Feng Tianyue. When we meet again, Tianyue who is happy every day..." He patted his head, his round eyes narrowed in embarrassment Get up: "Whispering! Worried! Get used to it, Junior Brother Xing, don't mind it."

Feel like a nice guy?Xing Yang said: "Third Senior Brother?"

"Hey! Hey! Junior Brother Xing!" Feng Tianyue was happier than him, she responded several times, then bent her waist to the extreme, her eyes were lower than Qi Guanlan's, and flattered her: "This is Tai Qingfeng Your little junior brother, right? You really have rare bones and outstanding talents!"

Qi Guanlan responded coldly.

Feng Tianyue led them in.When passing by the pavilion, the child did not look sideways, and Xing Yang took a few extra glances.The pavilion was spotless, and the surrounding vegetable fields were also clean and bright, and the dirty soil was lying there safely in clumps.There is a circle of yellow mud around Dudu.

Xing Yang pointed to the top of the square pavilion and asked, "What is that?"

He was referring to the flaky thing on the top of the square pavilion.It looked like a robe, but it was not so smooth, dark brown, and as thin as a cicada's wing.When the wind blows, it flies up.

Feng Tianyue laughed apologetically: "Brothers are mischievous, it's just a piece of ragged clothes that I picked up." He casually revealed the matter, and continued: "Miao Chunfeng has nine disciples, senior brother Lan Zisu Second Senior Brother Lan Changjin, I must have met Ninth Junior Brother. I will tell you about other things after entering the Junior Brother's room to clean up the things."

He is shorter than Xing Yang, and still looks like a teenager, but it is a pity that he has done enough to bow and kneel, so he has lost his vitality for no reason.

"This is the mountain residence of Miao Chunfeng." Feng Tianyue smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zisu sent a letter a few quarters of an hour ago, so I hurriedly cleaned up Junior Brother Xing's room." He raised his hand Sweeping the air, the colorless water patterns rippled out of thin air, revealing a delicate door, "This way please."

Just as Xing Yang was about to step in, there was a wanton shout from the pavilion: "Feng Tianyue! Come and get a glass of water!"

Another hippie voice: "Hurry up! Everyone just woke up with dry mouth!"

Xing Yang frowned and turned to look over.The young people in the pavilion really woke up, their clothes and hair were not messed up, they were still in their prime.A crooked pile, all smiling and looking this way.

... The third senior brother, Feng Tianyue, seems to have no status.Xing Yang thought.

"Hey! Cheng Cheng! Here we come!" Feng Tianyue knelt down and rubbed her hands, and said with an apologetic smile: "Junior Brother Xing, go in first, the bedroom is in the innermost row, the second from the left. Here Junior Brother Xing chose a good seat. Everything is arranged, and the quilt on the bed has been washed and dried, so Junior Brother Xing can use it. If there is any inconvenience, please bring it to me later. Just mention it."

Then he rushed to the pavilion without stopping.

If he still looked human in front of Xing Yang, when he got to the pavilion, he would become a complete servant.

Xing Yang felt something was wrong and wanted to follow.Qi Guanlan gently scratched his palm.Finally willing to talk to him.Xing Yang couldn't care about anything, squatted down hastily, and said softly: "What's the matter?"

Qi Guanlan whispered: "Go in, I want to see your room."

Xing Yang looked at the pavilion with some worry.After Feng Tianyue passed by, the voices of the few people became quieter.He couldn't hear it here, he could only see Feng Tianyue bending over again and again.

Qi Guanlan tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said, "Senior brother Ming will come to pick me up later."

Xing Yang was in a dilemma, and finally walked into the door with the child.

The young people in the pavilion were laughing and laughing, a man stood up, leaned forward, grabbed Feng Tianyue by the ear, and dragged him from outside the pavilion to the inside of the pavilion, where there was a new circle of yellow mud, like a slaughterhouse Tied and muddy piglets in the middle.Feng Tianyue groaned in pain, but in return she laughed even louder.

The child took Xing Yang's hand, and turned his head to look over lightly.

There is a rope tied to the square pavilion, and the old clothes are tied to the rope.Flying in the wind, stopped again, and fell lightly on the red tiles, not moving

He turned his head quickly, but his hand was suddenly released——

The child stood there in a daze, raised his hand to his chest, and clenched it loosely into a fist. Without the two warm fingers of the young man, he was very empty.He tried to loosen his grip a few times before he came back to his senses, and ran after the young man's back with a blank expression.

With a look of anger on his face, the young man stepped over the threshold he just passed, and walked towards the pavilion: "What are you doing?!"

The author has something to say:

_(:з」∠)_In fact, it is recommended that the little angel save it for a few more days before watching it.The stupid author overestimates himself too much, and lays a lot of foreshadowing, which has something to do with the latter, but the content is too little and the pace of the story is too slow, and the little angels may look confused.After thinking about it, I simply moved the 'outline' to the back.

I use my bravery to guarantee that all the places that look like bugs at the beginning will be rounded up (wait, wait!

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