The male protagonist has a sick mind [putting through the book]

The wild grass on the top of the barren mountain is waist-deep, and it is difficult to find the way up the mountain at a glance.

Yin Heng held the black box, his eyes were out of focus, and he floated forward step by step like a wandering spirit.The dew hanging on the grass blades in the early morning wet his clothes, and he seemed to be unaware of the coolness that invaded his body.

At the top of the hill is a dilapidated building that was burned to the ground.A plaque covered with thick mud and dust lay quietly beside the object suspected to be a gate, and the characters on the plaque could be vaguely discerned, the inscription: Tibetan Sword Villa.

A pair of moon-white boots that were stained with mud and moisture stepped on them, and the decayed and weathered plaque cracked and fell apart.

Yin Heng walked straight over the plaque and walked into the building, going all the way until a building that should have been the main courtyard before it was burned down.

In the open space at the front of the main courtyard, there are hundreds of steles. Yin Heng walked to the frontmost stele, opened the black box and placed it in front of the stele.

He lifted his clothes and knelt down, not caring that the muddy mud on the ground would stain his moon-white clothes.

After beeping three times, Yin Heng straightened his body and said to the stone tablet: "Father, mother, the child has avenged you, rest in peace. Shu'er has also been found, you don't need to worry."

After saying that, he got up and casually broke a few blackened wooden stakes, placed the black box containing Lu Lingnan's head on top, took out a torch and lit the stakes.

The flames quickly engulfed the black box, and Yin Heng just watched without blinking.The flames came into his eyes, no matter how hot the temperature was, it couldn't melt the frost in his eyes.

The Devil's Cult Headquarters, Diligent Academy.

Feng Lin, who was transformed into Yin Heng, was teaching a group of children to practice basic skills with no expression on his face, and a biting coldness swept over him from the dark, as if a sharp knife was lingering at him.

Feeling the malicious and visiting eyes, Feng Lin wanted to cry but had no tears.When will the Lord come back?He was almost overwhelmed.

That look didn't come from that person, it was Ji Ning, the leader of the Demon Cult.

It is said that Feng Lin just woke up beautifully this morning, and went to serve a group of little radish heads according to the master's order.As soon as he hugged the soft and cute Miss Yin Shu in his arms, Ji Ning came.

He bowed to Ji Ning expressionlessly, but Ji Ning suddenly stared at him, his sharp eyes seemed to peel off his face.

Feng Lin asked himself that he had been the master's stand-in for several years, and there were almost no flaws.Whether it's movement, eyes or disguise, it has never been seen through.Even Su Huai'an, who was most trusted by the master, almost couldn't tell the difference.

The last time he was lurking in the Lve Shadow Guard instead of the Lord, because he was all in the dark, he had almost no contact with Ji Ning.

This time, he just had a face-to-face with Ji Ning, and he didn't show any disproportionate behavior with the Lord, so the Demon Cult leader became suspicious.

Thinking of the master had warned him that the leader of the Demon Cult had very keen observation skills, he did not expect to be so meticulous.

Feng Lin really wanted to escape from the Demon Cult's headquarters, but he didn't have the guts to spoil the master's plan.He had no choice but to bite the bullet and resist Ji Ning's visitation, and calmly continue to play the role of Yin Heng who lost his memory.

The sun is high, and it is noon in the blink of an eye.After Feng Lin sent away a bunch of radish heads, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see a maid saluting to Ji Ning, presumably the lunch had been laid out for him to eat.

The maid said a few words and backed away, Ji Ning turned her head and waved to Xi'er: "Xi'er, come, let's go to lunch with Daddy."

Xi'er wiped the sweat off her forehead, and replied, "Here we are."

After bidding farewell to Feng Lin, Xi'er bounced and ran to the corridor where Ji Ning was, and the father and daughter left with the maid.

It wasn't until the figures of the two disappeared at the end of the corridor that Feng Lin let out a long breath of guilt, slandering in his heart: This Demon Cult is really not a place for people to stay, it's too scary.

Feng Lin couldn't help but sigh when he thought that his master had stayed here for more than a year and hadn't been suspected by Ji Ning.

To be able to hide the truth from under Ji Ning's nose, the Lord is really amazing.

Feng Lin turned around and went back to Yin Heng's small yard, intending to take a rest before going to the dining hall for lunch, but before he sat down, Ying Yi came.

I saw Ying Yi hanging upside down on the tree trunk outside the window, and said very indifferently: "The leader asked you to go to Linglong Pavilion after lunch."

Feng Lin sighed helplessly in his heart, can it make people calm down for a while?

He replied: "This subordinate knows."

There was a rustle of leaves trembling, Ying Yi had already left.Feng Lin covered his face and rolled his eyes expressionlessly, and leaned back on the chair, feeling hopeless.

After being decadent for a long while, he jumped up, and he was a lively hero again.He patted his cheeks and took a breath, hurried to fill his stomach and worry about how to fool Ji Ning's hot eyes.

Just as his hand touched the latch, someone pushed the door open from the outside. Before he could react, that person had rushed in and closed the door.

"Lord!"

After seeing the person coming, Feng Lin let out a cry of surprise, tears almost filling his eyes.

Finally, I don't have to play Tai Chi with Ji Ning anymore!

Yin Heng nodded to him, went straight behind the screen, took off his dirty clothes, and said through the screen: "Bring the clothes."

Feng Lin blinked and froze for a moment, and after Yin Heng hummed in doubt, he fetched a black suit from the wing room.

"My lord, here it is."

Feng Lin put his clothes on the screen, and then stared straight at the screen.

Not long after, Yin Heng got dressed and came out, threw the moon-white clothes into his arms, and said: "Take it and burn it."

Feng Lin noticed that he seemed to be in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to ask the reason for burning the clothes, but nodded repeatedly.

Yin Heng buttoned his collar with his head raised, and asked, "Did anything happen during my departure?"

Feng Lin pursed his lips in confusion, wondering if he should tell what Ji Ning found out.Not to mention, if the master's plan is ruined, maybe the master will kill him.Having said that, the end is certainly no better than being cut.

Stretching out his head and slashing his head, Feng Lin gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Yes, yes."

Yin Heng paused, raised his eyebrows, and asked displeasedly: "What's going on?"

Feng Lin said bitterly: "The leader of the Demon Cult seems to have discovered something. Just now, Yingyi notified him to go to Linglong Pavilion after lunch."

The grievance in Feng Lin's heart, he didn't do anything, how could he be targeted?

"It's not enough to succeed, it's more than failure." Yin Heng glanced at him, buttoned the last button, and issued an order to evict the guest: "Go back to Qianji Pavilion to receive the punishment."

"Yes."

Feng Lin heaved a sigh of relief and cheered in his heart.Fortunately, it's just a trip to the execution hall, and it won't kill him.

Yin Heng straightened his collar, turned around, opened the door and went out, presumably to accept Ji Ning's interrogation.

Feng Lin hugged the moon-white shirt in his hand, watched him go away, and then sneaked into the dark place himself, just waiting for nightfall to sneak out of the Demon Cult.

It is said that after Fang Ji Ning and Xi'er had lunch, Ji Ning asked Lu Liu to take Xi'er to take a lunch break, while he went back to Linglong Pavilion to make tea to his heart's content.

There is a small stove on the red sandalwood coffee table, and the kettle on the stove is sizzling with boiling water vapor.A puff of smoke rose from the small white jade pot, and Ji Ning poured two cups of tea persistently by the ear of the pot.

Ying Yi didn't know when he stood behind him, bent his knees and cupped his hands and said: "What the leader ordered, my subordinates have already done it."

"Ah, very good."

Ji Ning put down the teapot, rubbed his fingertips against the edge of the teacup and turned it around twice, his eyes drooping slightly as if he was thinking about something.

He didn't make a statement, and Yingyi just knelt and waited.

After a long while, Ji Ning said: "Yingyi, let Fei Yutang check Yin Heng's identity carefully. From the time he was born, he must check it out for me every year."

Ying Yi couldn't help being puzzled when he heard the words, didn't he check Yin Heng's identity and there was no problem?How to teach the master...

"This subordinate will do it."

Although he didn't know what Ji Ning's intention was, Ying Yi never questioned Ji Ning's order, so he got up and left immediately.

Ji Ning picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was already slightly cold, the aroma had dissipated, and the taste was full of bitterness.

His thin lips parted slightly, and he murmured in a low voice, "Yin Heng, Yin Heng, I was almost fooled by you. I am really curious about who you are."