Dressed up as the biggest dummy in the realm of self-cultivation

The subordinate who got His Highness's consent was about to go down to make arrangements, but was stopped by Zhu Jianshu and asked a lot.

There are rare treasures on Xiaoyao Street, as well as all kinds of weird things that are on the table or not on the table. You can play and have a look.

As for the gambling this subordinate said, there are all kinds of gambling, betting on poetry, words, people, and things, ranging from elegant to vulgar, with endless tricks, and an upgraded version of dice suitable for monks, etc., which can also attract many demon cultivators. This is a major item, and many demon cultivators forget Jinxi Hexi when they are immersed in it.

After the subordinate in blue finished speaking, Zhu Jianshu paused, that's okay.

There are all kinds of food, all kinds of strange tastes, and a collection of strange smells is fine, but it must not hinder the body.

The blue-clothed subordinate had a strange look in his eyes, but soon returned to normal, and found a reason for his wise master, and yes, his body was eaten badly, and his lord was alarmed, and his lord immediately flipped him off. Xiaoyao Street is not good.

For sex, Xiaoyao Street is of course indispensable. There are several flower houses in it. You can find all kinds of beauties, pure, coquettish, cold, and gentle. It is most difficult for a young man to escape the beauty barrier. Those who were hooked disobeyed their parents and teachers, rebelled against their relatives, obeyed people's orders, and there were not all those who wanted to die or live.

This subordinate said that using a stunning beauty to hook up with that little highness is what he hopes the most, just like the meticulous work of beauties, although the beauty trick is old-fashioned, it will last for a long time, and it is the most useful.

But following the words of this blue-clothed subordinate, Zhu Jianshu's complexion became more and more unsightly——

Disobedience to parents and teachers?

Follow your advice?

To die or to live?

The people in the flower building?Zhu Jianshu frowned, what a mess, how old is the child?

Following the words of the subordinates in the blue clothes in Zhu Jianshu's mind, a young man who has changed beyond recognition has already appeared. die……

Zhu Jianshu said to his subordinates with a cold face, no, this is no good.

The subordinates in blue felt very sorry, but beauty is the classic weapon of death. Wouldn't it be great if a person seduced by a beauty would degenerate, and even affect the control of His Highness?

However, they only heard their master say that it is not allowed to bring nonsensical people to the side of the little highness, especially those who add to the fun, addicted Gu drugs and other means are not allowed to get close to the little highness.The details listed by His Majesty, um, are all those who know the dark and dirty means of destroying people, but they are restrained and not allowed to use them, and His Majesty's face becomes darker as he talks.

An Xinglan is actually not a cultivator who is immersed in cultivation. He puts all his effort into his efforts, but he also likes to rest and have fun, get in touch with new things, do some new things. Improving his strength is to live a better life, not to be a cultivation machine here.

Going to Xiaoyao Street, he had a lot of fun, his eyes widened, there were so many things to play in, and then he went there once, twice, and brought back a lot of interesting things from outside.

Later, when I wished the people from Jianshu to send him the latest products from Xiaoyao Street, An Xinglan didn't think much about it.Zhu Jianshu often brings him food, clothes, things to use, things to play with, and he is used to it.

And it seems that after a long time of hard work, they and the group of young people have entered a rest period. Not only him, but also his classmates have also opened new doors, and they have more contact and fun.

In particular, among his classmates, Zhuo Quan, the crane tail, who was always better than others, has given full play to his strengths and organized many fun parties—listening to music and fighting music is fun, and Cuju and dice are also very interesting.

Their cuju dice are played a little differently from the secular world. It is more exciting to use mana to practice cuju. When playing dice, they will deliberately disturb their hearing to prevent them from hearing it easily. Of course, if your cultivation is high enough, you can also It can be undisturbed by it, so it is also very interesting.

These can be regarded as a combination of fun and stimulating practice, which can greatly reduce people's alertness.

Even An Xinglan was addicted to it for a while when he suddenly came into contact with so many new things and how to play them, and felt that after a while, he would have played all the new ones, and it would be good if the novelty faded away.

Life is not only about cultivation, but also to compete with classmates when playing Cuju dice and the like.

But there are so many fun things in this world, and some things have too long freshness period, you can't get bored after playing too much, and want to play after playing.

An Xinglan reflected on his self-control, alas, he has always been proud of his self-control.

An Xinglan told Zhuo Quanqiang to make him less troublesome, and to control the number of times he went to Xiaoyao Street.Zhuo Quanqiang was honest for a while, but after half a month, he brought new things to the school.

Wuli, who was beside An Xinglan, found An Xinglan with a serious expression: "Your Highness, I always feel that something is different in the school for the past six months, especially Zhuo Quanqiang. He seems to be deliberately luring Your Highness to indulge in fun."

Wu Li is one of the three little friends who grew up with An Xinglan since he was a child. He usually doesn't talk much, but he is very sensitive and smart.

An Xinglan was silent for a moment when he heard what Uli said. Did even Uli think so?

At the beginning, An Xinglan didn't feel anything else, but later on he didn't feel anything, but after Wu Li said this, the first thing that appeared in An Xinglan's mind was Zhu Jianshu's drooping eyes .

Since she was a child, An Xinglan would often tell Zhu Jianshu what she did today and what she did yesterday, and this habit has been maintained since she was a child.

In the past six months, he has been playing this and that, and he also told Zhu Jianshu that although he sometimes concealed a few things later, because he also began to feel that it was not good for him to be playful, but he couldn't stop himself from leaking. And Zhu Jianshu is the most careful person.

In the past, when he was just learning to read, Mr. Zhu Jianshu asked him about his studies. Later, when he started to practice, he would also explain to him the meaning of the classics, tell him about the landforms and customs of the world, and the deeds of capable people throughout the ages. He likes to hear Zhu Jianshu's gentle voice, explaining the book to him sentence by sentence to solve doubts.

Later, as he grew up, his senior brother told him less and less. An Xinglan found that Zhu Jianshu hadn't told him about those things this year.

The senior brother used to be very concerned about his studies and his cultivation, but Uli had some worries to remind him. At this time, An Xinglan recalled the fun things he said to Zhu Jianshu at that time, and the senior brother seemed to be down most of the time. He closed his eyes so that he couldn't see his eyes clearly. He remembered that his senior brother still had a gentle expression, but when he thought about it now, he always felt a little more silent.

What should he be like?It should be like when he was still young, listening with a smile, his eyes fell on him gently, and he would ask who he played with?so fun?It's not like that, although the expression is gentle, but the words have become much less, and there are only a few times in between.

The more he thought about it, the more strange it became, but An Xinglan didn't want to think about it in a certain way.

He prefers that he thinks too much, that Zhuo Quanqiang and the others like to play, or that other people want to do bad things, but they don't want to think about Zhu Jianshu.

This day An Xinglan went to find Zhu Jianshu, he was still happy, no different from usual, when he went, Zhu Jianshu was talking to someone, An Xinglan went to the side Sitting in the room while reading a book and eating the snacks brought by people, I enjoyed myself very much and didn't bother Zhu Jianshu.

After Zhu Jianshu finished speaking, he looked up from the book, got up from the big chair and stretched, "Brother, are you done with your work? If you haven't finished your work, don't worry about me. I'm fine, so I'll just come here for a stroll. "

Zhu Jianshu said: "I'm done with my work." He looked at the pastry plate that was almost empty next to him, "Don't eat too much."

An Xinglan smiled and said, "Understood, I won't eat." He drank a cup of tea as he spoke, his mouth was a little dry from what he had just eaten.

"Brother, is there anything else to do?"

"No."

"Then go for a walk outside, my stomach is a little bloated from eating just now."

Zhu Jianshu tapped An Xinglan's forehead helplessly, "I told you not to meet Kekou, so feed yourself, let's go."

In the early spring weather, there is a gentle breeze outside, and the air is very fresh. Walking slowly amidst the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers is very comfortable.

An Xinglan and Zhu Jianshu talked about this and that as they walked, and they didn't say a word when they thought of it. They would talk about a tree on the side of the road, and then they would talk about the flowers in his yard, and he would eat them. It is a kind of flower cake, and while talking, it is likely to turn to an anecdote he has heard, an anecdote about his classmates, and so on.

He always talked with Zhu Jianshu like this, he was very comfortable, he went around and didn't finish talking, and he could have another cup of tea when he came back.

"A few days ago, I played Pai Gow with my classmates. It was also very fun. Brother, shall we also play?"

"Senior brother, can you play? I'm here, senior teacher. Me, senior brother, plus Yi Mu and Yi Shui, let's go together."

"I brought them all here."

After a while, together with Yi Mu Yishui from Zhu Jianshu's side, the four of them sat down at the table.The four of them played several games in a row, and An Xinglan still couldn't get enough of them until the sun went down.

"Time flies so fast, I'll come and play with senior brother next time." An Xinglan said reluctantly.

"En." Zhu Jianshu said.

"Brother, why don't you give me a new pair of Pai Gow? This pair was bought outside, and it feels uncomfortable. Well, two pairs, it's easy to lose."

Zhu Jianshu: "Okay."

An Xinglan's mood sank a little, "...brother thinks it's fun too, right?"

"Yes, it's quite interesting." Zhu Jianshu said this, still with a gentle smile, like a warm spring breeze, very beautiful.

But An Xinglan felt that it was a bit cold at this time, and it was still cool in the early spring evening.

An Xinglan looked at Zhu Jianshu in a daze, Zhu Jianshu said, "What's wrong?"

An Xinglan raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'll come to play with you again in a few days, Senior Brother."

It's just that this smile is a little big and a little stiff. Before An Xinglan finished speaking, he quickly turned away and walked out happily as usual. Just like him, he always walks like running. I'm getting older, but I still have the same appearance as when I was a child, and I don't always look stable.

It's just that Zhu Jianshu looked at the happy back of the child, but what appeared in front of his eyes was the child's eyes just now. Although the child was smiling, he seemed sad.

Zhu Jianshu froze on the spot, his fingers trembled slightly, the child's eyes were clear and bright, and now many times, he would subconsciously avoid the child's eyes, afraid that the child would see through that he was not the one he thought he could trust. brother.

Just like just now, Zhu Jianshu even felt that the child knew a lot and saw through his darkness.

Said to go to Zhu Jianshu in a few days, but this "a few days" is a bit long, An Xinglan has been procrastinating, and now he doesn't want to face Zhu Jianshu.

When Teng Yiyan saw An Xinglan, An Xinglan was lying on the big dog Mao Mao, stroking it for a while.

An Xinglan has grown up, and Mao Mao is going to be old too, but he asked An Yeming to get him some things that dogs eat to prolong their lives, so Mao Mao is not old now, and can be quiet, gentle and tolerant Accompanied him wholeheartedly, and when he was depressed, licked the back of his hand with his tongue to comfort him.

An Xinglan lowered his head and stroked Maomao's head. Maomao was also given by Zhu Jianshu. The place where he lived, every bit of his life, and everything from childhood to adulthood were filled with too many wishes from Zhu Jianshu. trace.

Teng Yiyan's voice suddenly sounded, "What are you doing? You're listless."

An Xinglan glanced at him, but didn't speak, unable to cheer up.

Teng Yiyan was puzzled, and squatted down next to An Xinglan, "Are you very wrong today? Why, are you sick?" He said with his big hand on An Xinglan's forehead.

not hot.But in fact, he was just putting on a show, and he didn't know how to tell if he was sick.

Looking at the languid An Xinglan, he was surprised and said, "Are you really unwell? Then ask the doctor to come and see. We don't need them at this time, and let them eat free food every day?"

An Xinglan: "I'm not sick."

Then Teng Yiyan didn't understand, how could this kid look so listless when he wasn't sick?

An Xinglan said suddenly, "I'll ask you a question."

Teng Yiyan was inexplicable: "If you ask, just ask."

An Xinglan looked up at Teng Yiyan: "Tangtang, do you hate me? I always make you angry."

Teng Yiyan said: "What do you think? You also know that you always make me angry?" This kid can be regarded as having found out his conscience. Teng Yiyan was about to continue talking, but he suddenly paused, the listless boy A pair of black and clear eyes looked at him, the young man's face was not as vibrant as before, and Teng Yiyan could even see the uneasiness.

Teng Yiyan wanted to follow Hu Kan's words as usual, so he turned a corner: "I hate you, why do I come to you? I tortured myself to seek guilt?"

Seeing that the boy was still staring at him, Teng Yiyan added a blunt sentence forcefully: "I don't hate you, I don't hate you."

After finishing speaking, Teng Yiyan was extremely uncomfortable. He covered An Xinglan's head with his big palm, scratched it indiscriminately, and stood up again, almost circling uncomfortably: "What are you talking about? Tai, let you The brat is doing too badly, can this be something a grown man should say?"