After transmigrating into Mozun Master, I betrayed [Transmigration Book]

There is a gentle breeze in the garden, and there is a desolate and empty flute sound in the flowing water and fallen leaves. The tune is quaint and heavy, just like the towering mountains standing in ancient times, and it also implies the sassy sword intent waved by the banished immortals from outside the world. A piece of flying flowers floats into the pavilion , was torn in half by Xiao Qu's sudden murderous aura, and fell into the wine bottle.

Ji Ya sat quietly in the pavilion, the master of Youming Pavilion looked solemn, and there seemed to be nostalgia in his focused eyes. Although he didn't understand the sound of flute, he could still hear complex emotions from the music.

However, Lin Cangming's face changed suddenly, and he squeezed his wine glass to suppress the shock. He remembered this piece, which was exactly the same piece that Lin Tingzhou played.

After playing the song, the pavilion master put down the jade flute, and resumed his casual arrogance: "Jing He is generous, it seems that next time I will come to the door in person to thank you."

"You... when did you learn it?" Lin Cangming's voice trembled slightly, and he concealed his surprise by holding the cup.

"Has my son finally cared about being a father?" The pavilion master acted very moved, and personally picked up the jug to pour wine for Lin Cangming.

Lin Cangming simply put down his glass and didn't plan to drink any more, and changed the subject forcefully: "Let's talk about something."

The pavilion master sat down on the other side of Lin Cangming slowly, and raised his glass to Yan Yucheng from a distance: "In order to celebrate the happy cooperation between Youming Pavilion and the future Yan family master, I would like to offer a glass to Yan Xiaoyou first."

Yan Yucheng toasted quickly, and said humbly, "Thanks to the pavilion master for looking down on me."

Lin Cangming frowned. He didn't know what cooperation between the Lord of the Nether Pavilion and Yan Yucheng did, but he didn't want to ask because of face.

Ji Ya observed the words and expressions, then coughed slightly and said: "This subordinate is humble and really disturbed. If the pavilion master wants to talk about business, the subordinate should avoid it."

On Lin Cangming's left was the pavilion master, and on his right was Ji Ya, neither of which made him feel at ease. He stared at Ji Ya from the corner of his eye, hesitant to speak, and rested his index finger on his lap, tapping impatiently.

"No, you have won my son's trust, how dare I let you back down." The pavilion master put one hand on the table and dragged his chin, and said to Ji Ya through Lin Cangming's probe, his graceful smile made the middle Lin Cangming was extremely stiff.

"The words of the pavilion master made the subordinates panic. The young master has always respected the pavilion master. The subordinates who are the young master will naturally obey the pavilion master and will never dare to disobey." Ji Ya naturally bowed his head and cupped his hands.

"Oh? Then tell me, how does the young master usually evaluate this seat?" The pavilion master became interested, and stretched out his hand to push Lin Cangming, who wanted to lean forward to block his sight, back on the back of the chair.

Ji Ya secretly analyzed the weird relationship between the two people, then pondered: "The master of the pavilion unified the Nether Pavilion, and his achievements are unparalleled throughout the ages. Although the young master seldom mentioned the master of the pavilion, he still admired the achievements of the master of the pavilion. I also trust the pavilion master to handle the matter, so I dare to take the risk of getting hurt."

Lin Cangming secretly said that when I admired the pavilion master objectively, I didn't believe him, okay, I wasn't hurt at all, I just pretended!

But his correction in his heart did not affect the satisfaction of the Pavilion Master Youming. The Pavilion Master patted Wen Yan and Lin Cangming on the shoulder, and sighed: "Unexpectedly, my son is rebellious on the surface, but in fact it is better to remember being a father. Don't take any more risks next time." Let me worry about my father."

Ji Ya breathed a sigh of relief, and almost mastered the method of winning the favor of the pavilion master. Yan Yucheng was in an even more awkward position on the table than Ji Ya. After all, Ji Ya was an internal employee of Youming Pavilion, but Yan Yucheng could only lower his head and pretend to study He didn't want to hear about the relationship between the father and son of the Nether Pavilion, for fear that the owner of the pavilion would change his face and kill him.

"...Let's get down to business." Lin Cangming pushed the pavilion master's hand away, reminding him with a stagnant heart, "The dishes are getting cold."

"Alright, it's not easy to be an imperial cook, so please don't waste my heart." The pavilion master sat up straight and said, "Xiaoyou Yan proposed a cooperation plan. Yan Xiaoyou intends to replace him as the leader of the family, and open up a business route with me, Youming Pavilion, to seek long-term development."

Ji Ya picked up his chopsticks to pick up some food for himself, and began to eat without any hypocrisy. Lin Cangming gave him a double stare, Ji Ya thought for a while, and pushed the chicken legs in the bowl to Lin Cangming.

Lin Cangming: "..." Sitting honestly can starve you to death!

Ji Ya smiled in his warning eyes without saying a word. He could follow Lin Cangming here for a meal, and he was eloquent in front of the pavilion master. No matter how he behaved like walking on thin ice, it would make people feel that he was deliberately pretending to be afraid. At this time Just smile and eat.

"Yan Xiaoyou came here for Ning Xianlu, and the Youming Pavilion happens to have a collection. Tomorrow, the young master will take people and Jin Sheng to escort Yan Xiaoyou back to the realm of cultivation, and wait for the owner of the Yan family to trade in Shanhe Town at the foot of Muling Mountain, and lead him to Muling Mountain." The pavilion master glanced at the calm Yan Yucheng, and continued, "Kill him on the spot."

Ji Ya choked for a moment, and quickly picked up the wine glass, but as soon as he dipped a little, his face turned red from the pungent taste.

Yan Yucheng maintained a gentle smile, as if the pavilion master had nothing to do with the person who was going to be killed on the spot.

Ji Ya was a little surprised, even after confirming Yan Yucheng's nature as a hypocrite, he still didn't expect him to be able to deceive his father, which made Ji Ya even more curious about what benefits the male lead could bring, so that Yan Yucheng could obediently follow his side in the original book. brother.

The pavilion master explained the framework of the plan, and let Lin Cangming adjust the rest, and gave Yan Yucheng a warning look with a smile: "This seat knows that Yan Xiaoyou is not used to the environment of the Nether Pavilion, and urgently wants to return to the realm of cultivation, but the plan must always be guaranteed. Isn't it? As the master of the Nether Pavilion, I promise not to tear up the contract and break my promise, but Xiaoyou Yan... I am still not the master of the family, so I need to give you some money to promise."

Yan Yucheng suddenly felt bad. The days he spent under the supervision of the Lord of the Nether Pavilion were frightening, and he could hardly maintain his superficial calmness and humility. Wish, but who knows the reputation of Nether Pavilion.

He tried his best to say firmly: "I can sign the blood curse contract..."

"Don't bother." The pavilion master raised his hand and took out a porcelain bottle, threw it to Lin Cangming, snapped his fingers, and said, "I'm offended."

Yan Yucheng's eyes followed the medicine bottle and landed on Lin Cangming. He could feel that the young master had a lot of opinions on him. Before he could ask the pavilion master what he meant by this move, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Ji Ya was still looking for something resembling water, when he saw Yan Yucheng furrowed his eyebrows and groaned, clutching his chest and lying on the table tremblingly.

"I have poisoned your wine, but Yan Xiaoyou can rest assured that the antidote will be given to you when the plan is completed, then you and I will be allies, and Nether Pavilion will not do such unstylish things as controlling allies. The pavilion master smiled faintly, "After finishing the business, let's continue to drink, don't be nervous."

"Ji Ya, let's go." Lin Cangming waited for the moment when he finished speaking, and stretched out his hand to grab Ji Ya, who was spitting out a piece of chicken bone, and licked his oily lips with the tip of his tongue.

The pavilion master had enough of his mouth today, so he didn't stop Lin Cangming, he cared for Yan Yucheng kindly and said, "Young friend Yan, is there no problem? I admire young people with ambitions, and I feel that I am very close to you. Come on, I will meet you again." A toast to you."

Ji Ya followed Lin Cangming to leave, turned around and saw Yan Yucheng who was leaning on the edge of the table and couldn't straighten his back and could still fake smile to accompany the wine. He shook his head and asked Lin Cangming, "Does he have any enmity with the head of the Yan family? He worked so hard to cheat his father?"

Lin Cangming turned a few corners in the garden and followed the path uphill. In his previous life, Yan Yucheng was gentle and courteous in front of him, and he often showed concern about the head of the family who was in retreat. Who would have thought that he would personally set up a scheme to murder his father and seize the position of head of the house.

"An unscrupulous hypocrite." Lin Cangming snorted coldly, he didn't know why the pavilion master assigned him such a task, and said to Ji Ya, "After I leave, you can stay in the Netherfire Hall with peace of mind, and if you don't run around, there will be no more Danger."

Ji Ya smiled: "Have you forgotten the Pavilion Master's order? He asked you to bring someone there, and allowed me to listen to the plan during the banquet, and then asked you to bring someone. It is self-evident who this person is."

Lin Cangming was taken aback, and objected, "You're still injured."

"It's just a hand injury." Ji Ya shook his right hand nonchalantly, "I feel much better."

The puppet master's determined tone forced Ji Ya to be serious. He actually had a foundation of distraction, and it would take less than half a month to recover. He could take this opportunity to contact Yan Shi and see if Yan Shi knew the whereabouts of the hero. .

Lin Cangming's attitude is unquestionable, and Ji Ya doesn't care how determined he is, anyway, he can't tie Lin Cangming if he wants to go.

"Ahead is the Temple of Nether Fire. You can move around as you please on the mountain, and I will instruct my servants not to disturb you." Lin Cangming led Ji Ya up the mountain road, pointing at the gloomy building on the top of the mountain like the Hall of Yama, "I have something to do, I'm going back first .”

Ji Ya looked at him, guessing that he was going back to find the Lord of the Nether Pavilion, raised his hand in thought for a moment and pulled the hood of his cloak, and said with a smile: "Then can I live in your room?"

"...As you please." Lin Cangming waved his hand and returned the jade slip to him, "I'll contact you if there is anything to do."

"Well, my lord, go slowly." Ji Ya stood on the stone steps and watched Lin Cangming go down the mountain, then swaggered into Lin Cangming's bedroom in the Underworld Fire Hall, lay down on the big carved bed, took out an ear clip and put it behind his ear, the ear clip Soon there was the sound of even footsteps.

Lin Cangming still didn't know that Ji Ya had placed a monitoring weapon in his hood. When he returned to the garden, only the pavilion master and Jin Sheng were left in the pavilion. There were a few drops of blood on Yan Yucheng's place, probably from biting his lip.

"Do you really think you can force him to be honest with poison? This man bears the burden of humiliation, even betraying his father, how could he sincerely cooperate with you." Lin Cangming leaned on the gazebo pillar and said coldly.

The pavilion master leaned against the fence of the pavilion, shaking the wine glass in his hand: "Do you know what he recruited before I decided to cooperate with him to win the throne? Yan Shi makes decisions for Yan Yucheng, at least it is easier to deal with than the old tortoise huddled at home now. "

"Say it straight," Lin Cangming said impatiently.

"When the Lin family was attacked, the Yan family also came to the scene. They wanted to take the opportunity to snatch the chanting grass, but they didn't want the chanting grass to be given to his son by Lin Tingzhou as a life-saving elixir." Xiang Lin Cangming's eyes were full of worry, "then they researched a method to re-refine Huan Nian Cao, and the medicinal power is even higher than the original one."

Lin Cangming took a breath and was about to say something when a group of maids came to clean up the banquet on the garden path, and the two of them stopped talking at the same time.

After the maid took away the leftovers, the pavilion master waved his hand to lay a barrier on the gazebo, and then continued: "My son, the master of the Yan family wants to use you to refine medicine, how can I keep him alive."

There was killing intent in his words, but Lin Cangming clenched his fist and slammed it on the fence of the gazebo, denying it in a deep voice: "I should thank you for the information, but my father only has Lin Tingzhou, if you offend me at will, don't blame me for turning my face."

The pavilion master was startled, lowered his eyes, put the wine glass back on the table, turned his head and did not speak.

"I'll tell you the truth, what do you mean by that?" Lin Cangming held back his anger, but he didn't expect the Lord of the Nether Pavilion to lose his temper first.

"What you said was like an ice pick piercing into my heart. I am really hurt." The pavilion master rested his head on the gazebo pillar in despair and sorrow, and sighed deeply.

"Stop pretending! What's the matter with reciting grass? Why don't I remember that I ate it." Lin Cangming asked irritably, "Where did you learn my father's piano music?"

The pavilion master sighed and said, "I don't know when you recited grass after eating it. Before that, I didn't even know when your father still recited grass when he had it."

"Where's the qin music? Answer me." Lin Cang asked him sharply, "What evidence do you have to prove that you didn't recruit me for recitation?"

"Young master." Jin Sheng who had been sitting in the corner suddenly interrupted, "The pavilion master is the person who wants to protect you the most in this world."

"Absurd!" Lin Cangming sneered, "If I still believe that someone can protect me, why would I come to the Nether Pavilion and trade with a southern border evil sect's pavilion master?"

Jin Sheng got up and wanted to speak for the Lord of the Nether Pavilion, but his usual indifferent face showed a little anxiety: "Young Master, the Pavilion Master and your father have a very close relationship, and he still..."

"Shut up!" The pavilion master turned around with self-blame in his eyes, "I am the one who is sorry for Tingzhou, if I arrived in time, how could Tingzhou's family...not only could I not save Tingzhou and Xuanyi, but also let Cang Ming die in Yuxiao. I've been wronged for so many years, now I don't have the face to bring up my old friendship, I just hope to find out the real culprit and avenge my friend."

Lin Cangming was skeptical, glanced back and forth between Jin Sheng and the pavilion master, and worried that the two of them were acting together, so he asked, "I heard that your surname is Yun, what's your name?"

"Yun sent the book." The pavilion master said slowly, "Give me the puppet master's Yanjia. According to my investigation, the puppet master is the most likely murderer. I will be responsible for finding out his hiding place, such as Yan Jia. Shi and Fenglin sect are just a group of despicable villains who take advantage of others, if you are willing, I will help you wipe them all out of the realm of cultivation!"

Lin Cangming pulled a chair and sat down, frowning and thinking about whether he had ever heard of the name Yunjishu when he was young. If he was really a friend of his father, why would his father not mention it.

He unconsciously tapped the table with his fingertips, as if there was a vague shadow in his memory, that person was talking with his parents in the courtyard... Lin Tingzhou was playing the piano, that person was playing the flute, Fairy Xuanyi drew her sword and danced.

"...Lotus lantern?" Lin Cangming raised his head tentatively.

Yun Jishu raised his brows lightly in astonishment, and then laughed dumbfoundedly: "You still remember."

He stretched out his hand and used his index finger to outline a lotus lantern in mid-air. The outline was a blue flame. With a slight push, he brought it to Lin Cangming. , flocking to the sky with shining light spots.

"You were only three years old at that time. I went to Tingzhou for a drink, and I gave you a lantern I bought on the way. To trick you, I hid Gu worms in the wick, which scared you into crying and caused me to be punished by the court. Zhou scolded me severely." Yun Jishu pursed his lips and laughed, his tone sad, "Tingzhou is too honest, I joked at the time that I would adopt you as a foster son, so that you would not be so simple and kind as him, but today I insist Being your adoptive father, and letting you practice the Nine Underworld Xuanyin Fire, but Tingzhou can no longer scold me."

Lin Cangming was silent for a while, embarrassed by the description of crying, he wanted to speak several times, and asked after deliberation: "Did you only go there once?"

"Youming Pavilion has a lot of work. I spent several years to quell the rebellion. I went there when you were nine years old. You were studying in Shushu. I didn't see you, so I left you a gift." Yun sent the book truthfully road.

"What gift?" Lin Cangming was a little surprised. He even remembered the three-year-old. If Yun sent him a book to give him something, how could he not remember it when he was nine.

"A sword." Yun Jishu said, "Embedded with a defensive formation, it can be regarded as a passive defensive magic weapon."

"I haven't seen it before." Lin Cangming pressed his brows through the mask. Yun Jishu wouldn't lie to him like this, and Lin Tingzhou couldn't hide the things he gave him. He felt unspeakably awkward, and his tone was hurried. After a few minutes, he asked again, "I study in Shushu, which Shushu? What's its name?"

"Songyue Academy is in the back street of Linfu." Yun Jishu still remembers it clearly, "I told Tingzhou that I would take you to skip class for a day, but Tingzhou didn't allow it and asked you to abide by the rules of the academy."

The more Lin Cangming listened, the more confused he became. He remembered that he was attending the class at Suyang Academy, which was far away from Lin's Mansion. The housekeeper would pick him up from school every day, and there were only shops in the back street without Songyue Academy.

He fell into an indescribable confusion, and gradually felt chills all over his body, as if the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his memory was wrong. He might have noticed at a certain time that the largest restaurant in the back street was newly opened. Before that, there had been a restaurant there. have you ever done anything?When did the ice fruit vendor who often passed by the door disappear?

"I... Did I forget something?" Lin Cangming also began to doubt his own head, his face turned pale, and his palms felt cool.

Yun Jishu stepped forward to test his pulse, and said suspiciously: "I can't see what's wrong with you now except that you are afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Lin Cangming withdrew his wrist and emphasized, "I'm just thinking, I don't remember when I ate the chanting grass. Is it because I suffered some fatal injury or got a terminal illness, but lost my life after being cured by the chanting grass? part of the memory."

"I'll go to the doctor." Yun Jishu said cautiously.

"Wait." Lin Cangming stopped him, "In addition to the Yanjia, I have a jade slip here. If I decipher the hidden part clearly, I should be able to get a lot of information."

"Put those first, your memory is the top priority." Yun Jishu casually put away the jade slips he put on the table and frowned.

"I know what I know, let's take Yan as the first. My identity is not easy to reveal." Lin Cangming took out Yanjia and stood up. Investigate whether it is true or false."

When Yun Jishu heard him say sorry, he looked at Jin Sheng with relief and sighed, "Cang Ming is finally sensible, and my life is almost complete."

Lin Cangming clicked his tongue and left the gazebo quickly. Jin Sheng stared at Yun Jishu, and looked away after a while.

"You shouldn't blame yourself, you just didn't catch up." Jin Sheng said softly, "I also didn't have time to save him."

Yun Jishu picked up his wine glass and smiled wryly: "Tingzhou is just a friend of a friend to you, of course you can take it easy."

Jin Sheng's golden vertical pupils softened like an illusion, he picked up the wine glass and lifted it to the cloud to send a book, and drank it down in one gulp.

……

Ji Ya stayed in the Underworld Fire Hall until evening, the sun was setting on the mountain, the sky was dyed purple, and the few stars became more and more clear.

When the sound of Lin Cangming's footsteps sounded in front of the Temple of Underworld, he took off his ear clips and put them back into the Qiankun bag, pretending to have fallen asleep and leaning against the head of the bed.

He only heard a few words, and then the monitoring magic weapon became useless, presumably it was the Lord of the Nether Pavilion who set up an enchantment to prevent people from eavesdropping.

But these few sentences are enough for him to connect a lot of motives and causes. Ji Ya is shaking his legs on the bed, and the Fenglin faction and the Yan family are probably trying to win over the male lead because of this. Youming Pavilion can tell this, It shows that he is also interested in the male protagonist, and it can be inferred from this that the puppet master also wants to recite the grass, and the relationship between the Nether Pavilion and the puppet master may be to grab the grass as an enemy.

An enemy's enemy is a friend, Ji Ya thought in his heart that Youming Pavilion really came to the right place, he had to find out what this nonsense was, even if he found the hero, he should hand it over to Youming Pavilion, so that the puppet master would suffer a lot.

"Your Majesty is back." Seeing Lin Cangming enter the room, Ji Ya greeted Lin Cangming warmly, and waved on the bed, "Would you like to eat first, take a bath first, or..."

He paused for a moment, and under Lin Cangming's increasingly inexplicable scrutiny, he said seriously: "Change my medicine first? I found that my left hand is not very good."

Lin Cangming couldn't understand his virtue of lying on the bed, pointed to the table and said, "Come down."

"What did you say to the pavilion master? It seems that you are in a bad mood." Ji Ya jumped off the bed and pretended to ask casually, "Oh, if it involves confidentiality, then it goes without saying."

"It's nothing." Lin Cangming said in a perfunctory manner, and lightly moved to remove the bandage on Ji Ya's arm. Ji Ya's arm was resting on his leg, but he moved around uncoordinatedly. He couldn't help but angrily said, "Be honest!"

"It hurts." Ji Ya pouted pitifully, "Be gentle."

The soft words penetrated into the ears and flowed into the bottom of the heart like a feather. Lin Cangming held his breath unconsciously, squatted down and pulled the knot tightly with his hands, and said in a distressed tone: "...you still know the pain."

Ji Ya put his left hand on his shoulder, and leaned back slightly: "I must be careful next time."

"Your own body, it doesn't matter to me if you are not careful." Lin Cangming snorted, the skin under the bandage was tender and tender red, but at least it could be seen that it looked like a human hand.

When Ji Ya put the medicine box on the ground and opened it, he slipped the small monitoring magic weapon in the hood with his left hand and slipped it into his sleeve, nimbly eliminating the traces of the crime.

"Take me tomorrow. You see, I can't change my medicine without the Lord. How can my injury be healed?" Ji Ya pretended to be good after getting a bargain, and negotiated terms with a smile.

"There are servants in the Palace of Underworld Fire." Lin Cangming grabbed Ji Ya's wrist, dipped a cotton swab into the ointment and spread it evenly.

"Your Majesty is really generous, and he is willing to be used by others." Ji Ya teased with the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Tsk, what nonsense." Lin Cangming added a little bit of displeasure, "When can you restrain yourself, such frivolous words, I am afraid that the maid will suffer if you are placed in the Underworld Fire Hall."

Ji Ya obediently extended his arms to him, and smiled apologetically, "I won't talk nonsense to girls."

Lin Cangming gritted his teeth angrily, wrapped Ji Ya's arm, and said coolly, "Are you only talking nonsense to men?"

"I'm pretty decent to outsiders, male or female." Ji Ya narrowed his eyes, "But the Lord is tolerant, and I'm used to being presumptuous."

"Shameless!" Lin Cangming reprimanded coldly, but couldn't get angry at Ji Ya's lightly smiling face. He repeatedly recalled the face of Ji Xia Jun to brainwash himself, and the result was that even Ji Xia Jun turned into an open arms No matter how he wants to hug him.

Too toxic.

Lin Cangming moved away from Ji Ya to open the window to ventilate. After being disturbed by Ji Ya, the anxiety and emptiness that he couldn't even trust his own memory was relieved a lot. He suddenly looked back at Ji Ya and asked, "Drink?"

"I don't know how to drink very much." Ji Ya moved his fingers and said, he almost choked on tears in the gazebo during the day.

Lin Cangming thought to himself that he had finally found the similarities between Ji Ya and Ji Xiajun again, they don't drink alcohol.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and he stared at Ji Ya who fell silent in the hazy moonlight, and suddenly had a strange guess, whether he had seen Jun Xia before, so when Jun Xia rescued him outside the secret realm, the The unwarranted trust made him choose to follow without hesitation.

"I can take you there tomorrow, but you are not allowed to use force." Lin Cangming warned him.

"Okay, no problem." Ji Ya readily agreed.

Lin Cangming sneered, "Easy promises and little faith."

"I agree generously." Ji Ya said with a smile, "Where do I live tonight?"

Lin Cangming glanced at the wrinkled bed, and wrote lightly: "Don't you want to live here?"

"Uh, didn't you come back just now? I won't steal your room." Ji Ya touched his nose.

"The bed is big enough." Lin Cangming lowered his head slightly, blinked his eyes twice, and finally said this sentence with difficulty but pretending to be relaxed.

Ji Ya thought for a while, then stuck to the bottom line and said, "I choose to cover the quilt just for chatting."

Lin Cangming: "..."

It's too much.

Lin Cangming took a deep breath and let it out again, looked at the cold moon getting round outside the window, and said in a low voice, "Come out and drink with me."

"I really don't know how to drink." Ji Ya said, but still followed out.

"You drink the medicine." Lin Cangming threw him a bottle of medicine powder.

Ji Ya resigned himself to pouring hot water for a drink.

The two went up to the roof, Ji Ya was holding the medicine bowl, watching Lin Cangming silently pouring wine cup after cup, he was sitting on the ridge, the autumn wind with misty breath blowing towards the top of the mountain, even Cang Dai was dormant in the In the night, he suddenly felt a little lonely, as if he was the only one left struggling to support him in this world.

"You'll get drunk later, be careful to fall off the roof and be laughed at." Ji Ya finished drinking the medicine, took Lin Cangming's wine jar and gave himself a mouthful.

Lin Cangming really felt that he was also a little drunk, and wanted someone who could talk and not think about anything.

Ji Ya picked up the bowl and licked the strong wine with the tip of his tongue, and died like a gentleman, coughing and jokingly said: "Taking advantage of the beautiful scenery on this beautiful day, let's make a vow!"

"Get out." Lin Cangming cursed, the jar of wine had already bottomed out, he threw the jar out of the room, looked up at the sparse stars and bright moon, the moonlight in the realm of cultivation was no different from that in southern Xinjiang, the moonlight in the previous life was the same as in this life It's no different.

Lin Cangming laughed at himself that his brain was probably seriously ill, otherwise how could he suddenly and cowardly lament that things are right and people are wrong.

Ji Ya tightened his collar and muttered, "It's a bit cold."

Lin Cangming took off the cloak and threw it on him, "If you catch a cold, I won't take you with you."

Ji Ya burst out laughing and put on his cloak: "Your words are so childish."

Lin Cangming was a little confused, he fell towards Ji Ya, lying on the narrow ridge of the roof, and fell asleep with his pillow on Ji Ya's leg.

Ji Ya clenched his hands tightly, not knowing what exactly Lin Cangming had talked with the pavilion master to make him look so disappointed and melancholy, he had learned to never really care about anyone or anything, but seeing Lin Cangming fall asleep unsuspectingly, My heart, which had always been leaky, softened, and I began to yearn for the warmth of this trust.

He stepped into a dangerous trap, willingly.

……

Yan Yucheng was sitting in the VIP guest room prepared for him by the Youming Pavilion, and so far he has not seen where the disciples who followed him are, and only got a reply from the pavilion master that they are still alive.

But to be honest, he doesn't care about the life and death of his disciples. He rubbed the jade slips in his hand. A day ago, he sent a message to Patriarch Yan, saying that he was robbed by Youming Pavilion in Luoyan Mountain. , not just money, but also a list of natural treasures.

The Patriarch angrily reprimanded Youming Pavilion for taking advantage of the fire to rob, but he had no choice but to go to Shanhe Town with precious medicinal materials. Shanhe Town is also under the jurisdiction of the Yan family. It was not agreed to be in southern Xinjiang, but choosing this place is enough to prove the sincerity of the transaction.

Yan Yucheng put down the jade slip, it was too late even if he wanted to regret it now, there were bloodstains on his chest, the pain from the poison was worse than a thousand arrows piercing his heart, he didn't think he could resist, raised his hand to The teacup on the table was swept to the ground, and it was still difficult to vent my depression.

"Master Yan, what's not happy, tell me to make me happy?"

Yan Yucheng stood up abruptly with his pupils closed, and asked vigilantly, "Who?"

"Next to Ji Ya." Ji Ya hangs on the window, pushes lightly, pushes open the back window of the bedroom, and greets with a smile.

Yan Yucheng became angry when he saw him. Ji Ya was responsible for his current dilemma. He looked at Ji Ya, who was dressed as a servant of the Nether Pavilion, and showed an unexpected but elegant smile. He stretched out his hand and said, "So it's Mr. Ji, Please come in, I wonder if it is appropriate for me to call you Mr. Ji?"

"Don't dare, just call me by my name." Ji Ya rolled into the house and closed the window with his backhand, "It's really not easy to find this place. I haven't seen you for a long time, Young Master Yan. You're a little thinner!"

Yan Yu sincerely said that it would be good if I didn't lose any layers of skin. He shook his head and said with a bitter face, "I am a native of Yingzhou. Although the master of Youming Pavilion gave me great hospitality, the dishes really don't suit my taste."

Ji Ya thought to himself that Yan Yucheng was really stable, so he sat down aggressively with his clothes lifted: "Fortunately, Young Master Yan is going back to the Realm of Cultivation, I congratulate you in advance."

"Thank you, Mr. Ji, for tea." Yan Yucheng poured Ji Ya a cup of tea, but Ji Ya didn't say why he came, and he pretended not to ask.

Ji Ya couldn't pretend to be him anymore, he glanced at the teacup and said, "I can assure you that the pavilion master doesn't want to kill you."

Yan Yucheng pondered for a moment, and then smiled confidently: "It seems that Mr. Ji is not much more loyal than me."

"Hey, that's wrong. The pavilion master is not my father. Even if I rebel, my rebellion speed is a little shorter than yours." Ji Ya said it very easily.

Yan Yucheng stared at Ji Ya, and his conscience seemed to be less painful under the background of his peers: "Young Master Ji, what's the plan, please tell me, I really appreciate Mr. Ji's sword of yang and yin, against the mouth and honey belly."

Ji Ya was not ashamed at all, nodded and said: "Thank you for the compliment."

Yan Yucheng: "..." You won.

"Young master Yan is ambitious. The Fenglin faction is already in decline, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Even Lin Yaner, the young master of the Fenglin faction, died under my lord. The Yan family has a rich background and young master Yan has planned strategies. Annexation of the Fenglin faction is just around the corner." Ji Ji Ya first boasted, and then sincerely suggested, "The real enemy of the Yan family is the Yuxiao sect."

Yan Yucheng's complexion was slightly gloomy, the Yan family was adjacent to the Yuxiao faction, and the harmony was only superficial, but he was still worried about whether he would be able to return to Yingzhou alive, so he really couldn't think so far.

Ji Ya clicked three positions in the air with his left hand: "Don't worry about the Fenglin faction, I can provide an excuse for the Yan family to take action against the Yuxiao faction, and it is reasonable. I think the Yan family has also investigated the Yuxiao faction in private. Well, it's just that there is no right time to ruin Jiahong's reputation in one fell swoop."

"Indeed, on the surface, Master Jiahong is noble and upright, but in fact, like my father, he is a person who sacrifices for his own self-interest." Yan Yucheng put away his smiling face, and said that the Patriarch made no secret of his disgust.

"We ambushed your Patriarch according to the plan, and then blamed this on Master Jiahong." Ji Ya lowered his voice and said viciously.

Yan Yucheng opened his eyes slightly, first conceived the rationality and success rate, and then said: "What about the evidence? How to forge it?"

"No need to fake it, I have the real one." Ji Ya raised his hand to wipe the Qiankun bag, took out Jun Xiajun's token, shook it at Yan Yucheng, and put it back under his surprised gaze, "At that time, as long as you If the Patriarch left traces of the sword moves of the Yuxiao sect on his body, and this token, no one would believe me even if I said it was a fake."

"How can you be sure that Lord Jixia won't come forward to clarify?" Yan Yucheng didn't ask where the token came from, Ji Ya had already taken it out, he was more inclined that Lord Jixia who had been missing for a long time and was covered up as a retreat had already been killed.

"He will never speak for Master Jiahong again." Ji Ya smiled from the bottom of his heart, but the truth seemed mysterious and meaningful.

The two talked about the early morning while holding candles. When the sun was rising, Lin Cangming from the Temple of Nether Fire turned over, his jaw was a little itchy, and he stretched out his hand to push away the cloak on his body. The headache caused by the hangover made him quite annoyed, and he suddenly realized that What, raised his hand to touch the mask on his face, but fortunately there was no sign of taking it off.

Lin Cangming got up from the bed wrapped in a cloak, and recalled drinking with Ji Ya in the first half of the night. The wine was indeed carefully brewed by Linggu. At this time, he was still a little shaky.

"Where is Mr. Ji?" He stood at the door and asked a servant who was cleaning the courtyard.

"Young master, Mr. Ji is in the side hall." The attendant replied, "Mr. Ji said last night that he was tired after drinking with you and sending you back to your room. I ask my subordinates not to disturb him."

Lin Cangming nodded and walked towards the side hall. Before he could knock on the door, Ji Ya yawned and pushed open the window.

"Good morning, Lord." Ji Ya rubbed his eyes, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Lin Cangming felt that this question sounded familiar. He glanced down slightly, and saw a large area of ​​snow-white skin under Ji Ya's loose neckline, and a few red marks on his hair, which were particularly bright under the morning sun.

He forced himself to look away, and said hoarsely: "...Put on your clothes and leave."

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