our mountain

The remaining leaf of memory is like a video platform where you have to pay to become a member after watching half of it. When I came back from the old lunatic, I unkindly unlocked all the content.

I seem to be hiding in a fitting room with gloomy colors, looking at my own reflection in my not-so-beautiful face. This is the first time I have faced her face directly after Ling Xiao disappeared. The people in the mirror looked at each other, feeling strange for a moment.

It's like suddenly waking up from a dream, realizing that I'm just in a dream.

With a bang, the door opened, and Boss Long leaned against the door and taunted me: "What are you so beautiful! Do you still want to be a daffodil with your face?"

Ling Xiao, or me in memory should speak, but she or I kept silent.

I suddenly had an extremely ridiculous feeling that Ling Xiao seemed to be looking at me!What she was looking at was not herself, but misery!

In my memory of reading her, I saw my own existence!Am I not Ling Xiao?no no.

I tore off the two light-colored gauze ribbons on the hanger, and my fingers turned white from clenching hard.

Boss Long said, "Are you sick again? Take it, hurry up."

He threw two books.

Before I could see what was written in the book, Ling Xiao returned to normal, holding the spirit silk pen between his fingers, and a faint golden talisman suddenly appeared on the book.The symbols were rewritten one by one, and when the talisman array operated again, it seemed to be gradually erased, and the talisman array disappeared, leaving only two ordinary books.

I handed it back to Boss Long, he turned his head down, snapped it shut, put it in his pocket, and lowered his voice: "I saw the location, it's the place where you came in, wearing a gray robe. It's hard to find, we Your comrades are still waiting for you."

I heard myself say, "These psychic studies have found the right books, and we can increase the utilization rate of psychics by another two percent."

"It's still far from enough." Boss Long smiled and turned to leave.

I seem to look at myself in the glasses again.

Ling Xiao said, "You're not dead, right?"

What is she muttering to herself...

She asked herself and answered, "Of course I won't die."

My expression appeared in a trance in the mirror.

"Are you the Son of God or Ling Xiao No. [-]? At best, it's just a secondary personality, timid and not aggressive." Ling Xiao looked at herself contemptuously, but I was terrified. This contempt was aimed at me, and I couldn't help but I feel cold all over.

"Hey, how can you be sure that you are Ling Xiao? What if I am Ling Xiao and you are Ling Xiao No. [-]?"

in the mirror

The expression of people talking... Although it is Ling Xiao's face, I always feel that it looks like me.

"Are you talking again?"

"Sorry, I was wrong, we live in peace."

Ling Xiao was finally satisfied, and tidied up his clothes in front of the mirror. Only then did I realize that Ling Xiao or I was dressed extraordinarily boldly, with the top down as hard as possible, and the bottoms up as hard as possible. dressing room.

I walked through the dark hallway, through many people with blurred faces and noisy voices, across the dance floor, and fixed my eyes on a man in a gray robe.

The memory fast-forwards quickly, I don't seem to remember the middle process, I only remember that at the end I was riding on the man's lap, and he touched my thigh.

Is this the adult world!Is it too late to quit memory now!

By the time I stood up, I had engraved his psionic imprint.

A mysterious talisman array was drawn on his chest, which was very complicated even from the perspective of a genius like Ling Xiao.

After he went home to sleep, the talisman array would activate within half a second, and a large hole with a diameter of [-] centimeters would automatically explode in his chest, and demonic energy would surge from the wound.

At that time, my friends and I sneaked into the Huaxia Federal National Library.

I heard my mother-in-law telling my accomplices: "If you can copy, don't steal! Next time, I will go to various sects! Observe a little professional ethics!"

"We have all stolen books and need professional ethics!"

"Scholar's business, how can it be called stealing!" I became serious.

The memory was over, I was so frightened that I fell to the ground, the library chair was knocked down by me, and flew far away, and I was alarmed by Xiao Liu from the Reading Association to help me up: "What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Miserable? If you have enlightened from reading? "

What kind of enlightenment.

I found an excuse to prevaricate, and held my head in thought.

I know that Ling Xiao is a troublemaker, but I never thought she could be so troublesome.

Why can't memory have a fixed amount of information like storing jade slips?Some memory leaves can’t finish a story with three leaves, and they have to wait for the next chapter to be disassembled. Some memory leaves can’t show me a hundred murders to scare me to death, it’s too heavy, and I can’t breathe.

I existed when Ling Xiao was alive?Co-author, she has a split personality and my sub-personality has been sleeping because of fear of her lust?

Ling Xiao also ganged up with Boss Long and others to steal books and kill people?Dress up like a Merry Girl?What kind of third-rate movie plot is this?She also evacuated the National Library?Saying that scholars are not stealing?

I hurriedly searched for news about the library theft, really

Find it out for me.

Not only the Federal National Library, but also several university libraries, and the bookstores of several great sects have been looted... The murderer has not been brought to justice so far, but the crime style is very civilized, not a single piece of paper was damaged, even the bookshelf The paint hasn't been rubbed off, only the books have disappeared.

This is really a gangster's act... Later, the reformers of cultivation said that fighting for self-preservation would only lead to a decline in academics. Several great sects took the lead in opening up most of the books in Zangshuge, and then built the college library.

I suddenly thought faintly, if Ling Xiao was alive, he would be so troublesome, and he would evacuate all his friends and friends in one go.

I don't know where she keeps her books.

Lu Shaoran brought a few books to his senior sister, all of which were newly published monographs on cultivation.His senior sister is seven years old, but she looks like a simple boy who follows her senior sister. The suffering of his youth makes him cherish some kind of fate that he met by chance. Besides, his senior sister is very good and has no plans for him. It is very relaxing to stay with his senior sister.

Although he was wandering around beside him, the inexplicable emotion in those fox eyes still made him uncomfortable, but looking at my senior sister's quiet but peaceful appearance when she was reading, he seemed to have gained the power to ignore the demon fox, He can calmly watch the trial tower that is about to be completed, and lower his head to repair the scrapped little robot-he did everything for his livelihood when he was a child, and he also has a little foundation in refining equipment.

The senior sister has read the book, closed it and put it aside: "The trial tower will be put into use the day after tomorrow, is there anything you want to say, Fellow Daoist Lu?"

After my senior sister appointed Ah Hao to explain the situation in Ningshuang City to Lu Shaoran, Lu Shaoran didn't know that he was on a thief ship. Although he had a position in the sect, he still spared time to stay here and discuss future plans with his senior sister.

He is much more reliable than Xiyi, and he came up with a well-formed teaching plan early.

Lu Shaoran lit a lamp to boil oil, Xi Yi ate the snacks given by his senior sister, and made trouble with his mouth.Whenever he thinks of this, Lu Shaoran trembles with anger.

Xi Yi said: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, if this little brother is tired, just tell me, I'll stroke my tail for you, it's very relaxing."

"No need!" Lu Shaoran's face was livid.

He owed his senior sister a favor, suppressed the matter of the demon fox in Ningshuang City, and did not call on the bosses to execute the demon fox on the spot, but the demon fox was still very annoying.

"I didn't even intend to touch you." Xi Yi turned into a fox shape and fell into the arms of the senior sister.The senior sister pinched the back of her neck and took her away, and she jumped onto the senior sister's lap, repeated four or five times, the senior sister surrendered, stroking her furry tail and continued to concentrate on thinking about the plan.

Lu Shaoran

Because the senior sister was too kind to Yaohu, but out of trust in the senior sister, he didn't ask any more questions.

My senior sister has the face of a righteous person.Since she descended from me, I can't say any gorgeous and ethereal words to describe her, but to be honest, the biggest advantage of my senior sister's appearance is not her beauty. There are many beautiful people. I think she is a decent person, she doesn't lie or do evil, and trying to strike up a conversation with her is a bit desecrating her righteous face.

The word "good-looking" refers to her.

So it's not Lu Shaoran's fault that he judges people by their appearance. My senior sister doesn't even feel that she has made a mistake, but...

Which serious person can't put it down if he holds a demon fox as a pet!Sister, wake up!

When the trial tower was completed, Ah Hao told the people of Ningshuang City: Everyone line up to test the spirit root!Come back the next day if you qualify!Those who are unqualified don't have to come!

The crowd was like lazy cows, no one went in, Ahaosheng pulled hard, pulled a few young people and children into the tower with all their strength, panting from exhaustion, only five people who passed the spiritual root were tested, and the rest Everyone went back to their homes and dispersed, saying that it is better to marry a wife than to practice truth, what if they go in and can't come back.

Xi Yi said: "If this is not the case, you stand in the air and raise your hand with a thunderbolt. Anyone who doesn't come to the test will be struck by lightning. You must scare them to death, and then actively sign up. You don't see that you give rice and give away The face, how humble, people say you have ulterior motives, then give some coal to the demon cultivators who want to chop them up and eat them, this group of people will be very grateful, you can learn what the demon cultivators say Be careful... as for people, you have to use a whip to know how good you are."

The senior sister ignored her remarks, and if she did, what is the difference between herself and a demon cultivator.

Lu Shaoran was extremely sensitive: "What? It's good that human nature has weaknesses, but the monster race is perfect?"

"You're just being ridiculous, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Xi Yi sneered, sticking to her senior sister and no longer talking to Lu Shaoran.

The senior sister was caught in the middle, without squinting. She looked down at Ningshuang City, and her fingertips stroked the pattern of the Shoujian Sword. It was cold and warm, and an invisible sword intent flowed in her heart.

"Five is five, it's better than nothing, let them come here for class tomorrow."

Before dawn, there was the sound of running outside.The senior sister pushed open the window and looked at the street. Ah Hao passed by with a bag of sand on his back, yelling: "Follow up, follow up, run with brother Ah Hao, it will be over soon!"

After a long time, a group of young people moved over while supporting the wall.

This group of people started running early in the morning to exercise their physical fitness. In Ahao's words, it was a return to the tradition of the Ningshuang School.He was like a stray cat dragging its family and its mouth, carrying it on its back, dragging its unsatisfactory offspring past the door of the senior sister. When the senior sister arrived at the trial tower, she only saw five young people lying on the ground and Ah Hao who talked about chicken soup for the soul next to him.

"Cultivation is not afraid of death, if you are afraid of death and don't cultivate, you can't overcome this difficulty, how can you be a cultivator. As the saying goes, you can be a master if you suffer hardships..."

No wonder I came to Ningshuang City for so long without any results, and the preaching was too blunt.

"How many laps?" Lu Shaoran asked.

The youths stretched out a hand tremblingly.

"Five laps, Ningshuang City is not small, it is really hard to run five laps, but persevere..."

"Fifty laps." The young man almost died.

"Twenty laps will be enough next time. All right, sit up and let's go to class." The senior sister's tone was indifferent, as if she didn't see the young people sighing.

Among the young people, there was a child. Because of his short size, the senior sister didn't see him at first. He was the iron ring boy who sang to Tian Tian by the pit. middle.

The senior sister turned her eyes away and pretended not to see it: "The road to cultivation is indeed hard, let me run with you next time."

Senior sister's body is not strong, but soft.If she didn't use psionic power, she wouldn't necessarily save much effort.Martial arts are declining in this world, and few people specialize in tempering their bodies.The senior sister opened up a small classroom in the trial tower, and put six personal terminals on the table.

"These are not connected to the Internet, I will assign homework here, and send a bibliography for your reading reference... Wait until..."

"Immortal Master..."

A young man silently raised his hand: "We... can't read."

The senior sister didn't hold the pen firmly in her hand, but in the end she grabbed it back, so as not to lose her composure.

"I will teach you, but learning will become more difficult." She sent the dictionary and difficult cultivation materials to six terminals, and the child silently counted the number of people, and found that he had a copy.

He plucked up the courage to stand up: "Immortal Master, I... failed the test, I... failed the spiritual root."

The half-grown boy had a sullen expression, tears welling in his eyes, staring at the ground, his shoulders were as stiff as a stone.

At this time, my senior sister took me out to think about it again, and the senior sister smiled: "It doesn't matter."

"I want to be a cultivator. I want to be as awesome as a black monkey."

Lu Shaoran wrinkled his nose, but in the end he didn't say the word "black monkey" was indecent.

"it is good."

"But my spirit root doesn't have..."

"It's just that the spiritual root failed, but it's not that there is no spiritual root."

"I still have hope?" The boy looked at his senior sister suspiciously.

The senior sister thought of me again, didn't say anything, and smiled: "If you want to stay, you can stay. I am willing to teach. Are you willing to learn?"