Advise Qingshan

Everyone in the world knows that Chongning Xianjun values ​​enjoyment.There are [-] high-grade spirit stones in his Mingguang Palace for heating, more than [-] night pearls in Yingzhou Palace, and a whole piece of warm jade on the bottom of Baiyu Pool. These three well-known residences of Chongning Immortals can be deducted at will. Bricks are priceless.

Therefore, people in the world naturally think that if he visits a certain state capital, the people below must get up early from the tall building, entertain the guests, and make their sensuality magnificent, so that the immortal can enjoy himself to the fullest.

But I don't know if it's because in the formation, many things are different from the facts.The courtyard in front of Wen Xing, not only has nothing to do with magnificence, but it is not ordinary anymore. It is a brick and stone house with white walls, a small courtyard that enters and exits, and there is a stone left by an unknown family in front of the door. Grinding platform.If it were not possible to see the top of the car that Xianjun was riding on through the courtyard wall, probably no one would really believe that Xianjun lives here.

After he took off his clothes, he handed them to the boy, and before he reached out to knock on the copper ring on the door, the door suddenly opened from the inside.Xianjun still wore a veiled hat, but tied up the cuffs of his wide sleeves, and held a potted earthen basin in his hand, filled with clear water, as if he was watering something.

This illusory fairy in the grand formation is a little different from what he imagined.

But there didn't seem to be any plants in the yard, but a money grass grew in the corner.

Xianjun looked at him, opened the door, and said with a smile, "Is it the young master of Jiangfu? Come in."

In fact, although Immortal Chongning covered his face, his voice was very characteristic. His tone was between youth and adult, with a little bit of clearness mixed in, and the end of his voice was naturally a little laughing.

If it was said that they were too far away to hear clearly, Wen Xing is now almost certain that the Chongning Immortal Lord in this illusion has exactly the same voice as Ye Zhuo.

He followed Xianjun into the house, but the sense of separation between body and soul became more serious, and he could almost be called in a trance. When he crossed the threshold, he stumbled and fell down.

Xianjun laughed.

Wen Xing felt that he hadn't been so ashamed in decades.

When he was a disciple, he could restrain himself and abide by the etiquette, not taking a wrong step, and everyone would praise him for being a gentleman, and he didn't want to make a mistake on the first day.

Fortunately, Immortal Chongning had nothing else to say, instead he lowered his head, looked at the hand that was holding the water basin that was not free, then handed Wen Xing a sleeve, and said, "You can hold it."

Wen Xing hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and refused.

——He shouldn't have fallen and pulled the sleeve of an adult long ago.

The courtyard is not big, and the end of the walk is two steps away. Xianjun pointed him to a cubicle and asked him, "Are you living here these two days?"

Wen Xing naturally had no objection, and said, "En."

Unexpectedly, Immortal Chongning looked at him when he heard his answer like this, and seemed to feel a little strange. After looking him up and down for a while, he said, "Little friend, I think your personality is a bit boring?"

Wen Xing has never been judged boring by others. When he was a disciple in the past, Taoist Suji never commented on him much, at most he would say a few words. Every time Elder Duanxiu met, he would praise him for his ability to advance and retreat. The demeanor of a fairy disciple.After all, talking too much is wrong, talking too much is not in line with the image of a sword cultivator who has always been arrogant and cold, fearing that the immortal will not like it, after being appointed as a disciple of the sword servant, his words have become less and less.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Xianjun became more determined, stopped, and said, "This is not good, it's too boring to make friends."

I don't know if it was due to the influence of the big formation and the inner demons, Wen Xing was able to calmly deal with all kinds of comments early in the morning, but at this time, a wave of anger rose inexplicably, as if the rumored rebellious period had arrived, and negative emotions A surge of brains surged up, as if every little fluctuation in the heart was magnified a hundred times.

So he felt that he was wronged for no reason, raised his head, and replied without dignity and grace, "I thought Xianjun likes well-behaved ones."

Xianjun was obviously stunned for a moment.

After Wen Xing said this, he immediately lowered his head.

He was a little unbelievable, and felt that what he said was naive and embarrassing, and those children who hadn't grown up would ask such questions. He had already asked Shenxuan, and even if he was influenced by the inner demon, he shouldn't lose his composure.

In fact, in modern psychology, there is a mentality called the broken window effect, that is, once a perfect thing is broken, subsequent damage will follow, just like many teenagers, once they start to commit crimes for the first time, it will be easier for them to commit the second crime. The first time, and the third time, Wen Xingru also fell into this vicious circle. He obviously wanted to apologize, but he couldn't say it, and he didn't want to see the shocked expression on Xianjun's face. Kai Xianjun wanted to enter the house with his luggage in his arms.

"Hey." Xianjun gave him a gentle bump, and some of the water in the crock spilled out. He regained his composure, pressed Wen Xing's shoulders to prevent him from leaving, and wondered, "Who do you listen to?" Did you say that? I didn’t say that, it’s cute to be well-behaved, but at your age, it’s better to be a little more noisy, okay?”

Wen Xing Wuming became angry, stepped into the room, and closed the door with a bang.

In fact, when he bumped into someone, he even frightened himself, but he was angry with himself, thinking that he had been looking forward to it for a long time, or that he had dreamed of being alone with Xianjun for a long time, but he left Xianjun with such a bad impression. On the other hand, he just didn't want to talk to Xianjun, and while spurning his own childishness, he was furious at the same time, thinking that it was just a dream, a fake thing, so what if it hits?

Xianjun was really worried, and he had no experience with such children, so he knocked on the door, changed the subject, and asked him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Wen Xing didn't speak.

However, the fairy in this dream is a good-natured person, and he is not angry. He asked again, "Is the wonton stuffed with shiitake mushrooms good?"

Speaking of the first time Wen Xing ate wontons, it was cooked by Ye Zhuo in Yishan. At that time, there was no meat, only shiitake mushrooms, and it was very tender after one bite, it was delicious on the lips and teeth.

"Here we come again," he thought indifferently, "How much does the Chongning Immortal Lord in my dream look like Ye Zhuo, and I am so obsessed with it?"

After a while, the footsteps at the door gradually faded away, and I don't know if Xianjun really went to cook wontons. He closed his eyes for a while on the chair in the room, but couldn't suppress the depression in his chest, so he walked to the window and set up a The corner, the kitchen can just be seen through the small slit.

To say that Immortal Chongning really covered his face too tightly, he didn't even let go of his hat while cooking, he looked like someone's big girl with yellow flowers.

Wen Xing asked him through the window, "Why are you covering your face?"

Xianjun is making a fire to raise the fire, and the flame is just enough to ignite the charcoal, no more and no less, as if he often does this.

"Huh?" Hearing this question, he thought for a while, and said irresponsibly, "It's our custom. Girls want to marry me when they see my face."

Wen Xing snapped down the window.

The wontons were wrapped earlier, and they can be out of the pot after passing a pot of boiling water. Wen Xing actually wanted to apologize to Xianjun, but he really didn't know what expression to make, so he kept a frosty face, fingers stretched with chopsticks Sitting motionless on the chair as if holding a sword.

This chair is a bamboo chair with old vines wrapped around the back of the chair.There seems to be no room for dining in the small courtyard. The tables, chairs and benches are all placed in the middle of the courtyard. Wen Xing's position is just facing the lush money grass in the corner, and there are two unknown weeds that grow very high.After eating two wontons, he suddenly saw a head protruding from the wall.

It was a child hanging on the wall, with his hair tied up in a bun. It looked like a child from the farm next door.

Xianjun waved to him, "Gao Liang, why are you here?"

The child was riding on the top of the wall, raised the basket covered with red cloth, and said, "Big brother, my mother asked you to give you two duck eggs."

Wen Xing bit his chopsticks.

Xianjun didn't dislike the dirty sorghum, walked over and hugged him from the wall, took the basket and put it away, and said with a smile, "thank you."

Seeing that he picked it up, Gao Liang touched his head and smiled, and asked him, "Big brother, mother said thank you for teaching me how to read... I want to ask if I can sleep with you tonight, and I want to hear you talk about Zhinu leading the Heavenly Army to beat her up." The story of the villain who stole her clothes."

Unexpectedly, the fairy in the dream would tell stories to the children.

In fact, Wen Xing has always been concerned about his identity, this young man was sent here as a plaything.While thinking about pulling off Xianjun's veil to take a closer look at night, he felt that it was extremely inappropriate to sleep together, and then thought it was a dream anyway, so he took off the veil and left, and it didn't matter if Xianjun killed him in his dream , but as soon as the child said it, he took it for granted that he slept with this person who looked like Ye Jue, and he was inexplicably annoyed.

Xianjun went to fetch wontons for the child, and planned to ask him to take them home, but just as he was about to reply, Wen Xing suddenly said coolly, "You won't sleep with me tonight?"

Xianjun was stunned for a second before realizing who Wen Xing was talking to. He glanced at him and saw that Wen Xing lowered his head and didn't know what to think, so he handed the bowl to Gao Liang and sent him out, and whispered to the child, "Today No, the little brother in the yard came for the first day, and he was scared alone at night."

——I am not afraid. I have been in the White Prison for so long, and I have never been afraid.

Wen Xing pinched the corner of his clothes, put down the bowl, and couldn't come out after entering his own room.

At the same moment, outside the big formation.

"How many times is this?" Ye Ju propped his head on his hands, sitting bored, the circle of light of the formation flashed, and another person broke through the formation.

Wen Mang looked at it, "Adding you is the fifth one."

Ye Zhuo looked at the sky, "Wen Xing hasn't come out yet?" He was a little puzzled, "My apprentice is born with a pure and kind heart, and I don't see any resentment towards Taoist Suji, and I do my best to the master, very solemn, no There must be some powerful heart demon?"

Wen Mang said, "You have no heart and no lungs, and your cultivation is going smoothly. You have had some inner demons before you were mature, but pure kindness does not mean that you have no inner demons."

Ye Zhuo said, "How do you say that?"

"You have read so many story books and read so many stories. Haven't you discovered that monks who practice the way of forgetting love are much more miserable than others when they encounter love disasters?"

Wen Mang said, "Your disciple's introverted personality is also more thoughtful than ordinary people. He digests the suffering and so on by himself, and rarely vents it out. Therefore, it seems that the outside is always sunny, but there are always some things that cannot be digested." Is it? It’s piled up, once there is an inducement, maybe it’s still not visible on the surface, but it’s much more serious than ordinary people when it comes out.”

Ye Zhuo said, "It makes sense." He patted the hem of his clothes, stood up from the ground, and walked straight to the aperture of the formation.

Wen Mang said, "Are you going to see it?"

Ye Zhuao said, "If there is a demon in my heart, it will probably be related to me, and I can't ignore it."

At the same time, in the dream, Xianjun knocked on Wen Xing's door, seeing that he ignored him, he smiled and said, "Why don't you come out? Aren't you going to sleep with me?"

He is not so serious about knocking on other people's doors at night, and his tone is not so serious.Wen Xing has always accepted gifts elegantly since elementary school, but as a result, the fairy in his dream looked like this. He always felt an inexplicable grievance and wanted to close the door on him.But this fairy's voice was too much like Ye Jue, which made people feel nostalgic for no reason, and Wen Xing wanted to pull his veil again, so he could take a closer look.

So he said angrily, "You come in."

Xianjun walked in and lit a lamp.

Although the house is not particular, the lamp is a genuine South China Sea mermaid candle. As soon as the fire is lit, the warm yellow halo immediately illuminates the small room.He raised his hand and closed the hood, reducing the brightness to the point where it can be seen lightly, but it does not affect sleep.

He asked Wen Xing, "Are you afraid of the dark?"

Wen Xing couldn't remember whether he was afraid when he was a child, but at least he wasn't afraid now, otherwise he would have been driven crazy in the White Prison, but when the fairy asked, he was suddenly taken aback, naturally, in a low voice and hastily explain

"Ah."

——According to the age of this body, it may still be scary.

Xianjun laughed, as if he thought he knew the reason why the child insisted on sleeping with him, he lay down on the outer bed with his clothes on, the evil factor in his heart was about to stir, and he really wanted to tease him, so he turned sideways and came out of nowhere Say "Do you want to hear a story?"

This way of speaking is somewhat similar to Ye Zhu when he played tricks, so Wen Xing said flatly, "I don't want to."

Xianjun completely ignored it, but lowered his voice and threatened, "Okay, since you want to hear it so much, let me tell you a scary ghost story."

Wen Xing lay on his side and didn't speak.

At the same moment, Ye Zhu finally stepped into the center of the formation.

His eyes were hazy, so he raised his hand to touch it, and it turned out to be layers of white gauze.It was back to the body of Chongning Xianjun.

Ye Zhuo is no better than Xianjun, his old eyes are dizzy and used to it, he realized who he is, but he didn't realize where it is, so he stretched out his hand and touched a piece of greasy hair.

He silently withdrew his hand and said in his heart, "My God."

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