Dressed as a white moonlight

"System, what the hell is this thing?" Yunyan speculated that this might be his sub-personality.

The system confirmed his guess.

Too immersed in the story, when he entered this world, because of the Nascent Soul that comes with the cultivator, he actually produced a sub-personality.

Moreover, this personality firmly believes that he is the original owner, and the main and sub-personalities are not connected, but this sub-personality also peeks out some of the original content.

In his eyes, while being attracted by Huai Jingshu, he suspected that this heartbeat was a conspiracy.

Because of this, he became insane.In the eyes of outsiders, it means that he has a demon in his heart.

The system also thoughtfully played some scenes of the sub-personality controlling the body.

Yunyan looked at that familiar face with a fan-shaped expression, and heard Naha's language like a middle school student, his whole body split apart.

According to the system, this is his subconscious mind, and the next world will return to normal.

He really didn't want to admit that he himself was this second-rate person.

However, the way this sub-personality speaks is too similar to that silly devil king, right?

Yunyan pondered, the book did not say where the original owner went after the demon king came.

Could it be possible that the Demon King is the elder brother?

Why did the elder brother suddenly fall into the devil, and why did he lose his original memory?

The book is too long, I didn't pay attention to these details at all!

Knowing the cause and effect, Yunyan also had no choice but to take that secondary personality, who made that thing his Nascent Soul.

A little melancholy, as soon as Yunyan opened his eyes, he saw the gentle Huai Jingshu sitting opposite him, holding his face and smiling.

A corner of my heart suddenly became soft.

He dodged a question just now.

The sub-personality represents his subconscious, so the sub-personality is moved by Huai Jingshu, and worried that this is a conspiracy manipulated by someone.

And why is he not.

I don't know when, I am not so resistant to changing the plot.

He will always give up completing the task at a critical moment.

But he was worried whether this was just a conspiracy to make him fall in love.

He didn't dare to look at Huai Jingshu.

But he has already regarded them as one person in his heart, depicting the unknown possibility over and over again.

Huai Jingshu stood up instantly, and stammered, "I'm going to dry the quilt!"

Yunyan looked at the busy figure of Huai Jingshu who was pretending to avoid, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, walked over to help him hang the quilt on the wooden frame, and said softly, "Let me do it."

After tidying up the room, Huai Jingshu broke out in a fine sweat, while Yunyan still looked the same, with no dust on his body.

Huai Jingshu was very excited, looked at the clean kitchen, and planned to buy firewood, vegetables, and cooking utensils.

So the two went out together again, heading towards the east of the city.

The east of the city is where the farmers who came to the city to sell vegetables gathered in the morning. Huai Jingshu made the decision and bought two loads of firewood, some rice and vegetables. Because they bought a lot, the vegetable seller father and son helped them pick things to the door.

The young son looked at the tidy courtyard and asked, "Aren't you two going to ask the gods? Are you planning to stay for a long time?"

Huai Jingshu was embarrassed, he had already left Huisuolongdong behind.

"No more questions." Yunyan replied.

"Don't say hello." The old man also said cheerfully, "Seeking immortals and asking questions is a false name. If everyone becomes an immortal, who will plant the land and vegetables, wouldn't there be a famine? Don't you think so?" This theory."

There are cultivators in the Xuanwu Continent, and the folks know about it to some extent. Some people have even seen cultivators who descended to the mortal world kill monsters.

Who hasn't had a dream of comprehension?Every year, countless people visit famous mountains and rivers just to witness the true face of immortals.Comprehension, longevity, who would not want it.

But sometimes it is quite enjoyable for the wife and children to heat up the kang.

There was an inexplicable expression of emotion on the old man's face, maybe when he was young, he was also a boy who dreamed and cultivated.

"Father, what are you talking to the guests? If you can cultivate immortality, you must cultivate immortality. You can get anything you want, and you can live for a long time. Besides, immortals can call wind and rain with a wave of their hands. Why do they need to grow vegetables by themselves?"

Huai Jingshu watched the two of them quarrel with each other, smiled and glanced at Yunyan.

Ordinary people's thought of cultivation and real cultivation is as absurd as a farmer's thinking that the emperor would go to work in the field with a golden hoe.

Putting down the things, the father and son argued and left.

That son seems to want to cultivate truth very much. According to his father's words, it seems that when he was a teenager, he went to the mountains to find immortals, and was almost eaten by wolves.

Huai Jingshu sighed, how could it be so easy to meet a cultivator.

What's more, cultivators don't have laws to maintain peace like ordinary people, and killing people to seize treasures is very common.

The kind-hearted person who accepted him into the fairy gate had long since died in the battle for the fairy grass.

Those who step into the fairyland are often more extreme than ordinary people. The kindness in their hearts has been covered by the desire for longevity.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong, strength is everything.

As for the cultivators, most of them are crazy cultivators, just like the elder brother, Huai Jingshu used to not be able to meet him several times throughout the year.

Now being able to be together every day like this is because the senior brother has fallen into a demon and is unable to practice.

Huai Jingshu sighed, went out again with Yunyan, bought cooking utensils and sent them home.

After they finished shopping, it was getting late and the scorching heat of the day gradually dissipated.

By the embankment full of willows, there are old people playing chess and children chasing each other, which is very lively.

Yunyan was holding the cooking utensils in his hands, and Huai Jingshu was following him, with a smile on his lips all the time, the two of them didn't speak, everything was kept in silence.

Back home, it was already dark.

Only to find out that I forgot to buy candles, so I had no choice but to go out for dinner.

Huai Jingshu asked: "Are you going to Zuixianglou?"

It was recommended by my grandfather this morning. Seeing that the elder brother seems to want to go.

Yunyan thought he wanted to go, so he agreed.

But they didn't know where Zuixiang Tower was, so they asked passers-by. Amidst a burst of laughter, two young men dressed as scholars told them that Zuixiang Tower was in the west of the city. Lou is holding an event.

The two walked in the direction pointed by pedestrians, and after walking for half an hour, they came to a lake.

In the center of the lake, there is a small island, which can be reached along the wooden bridge, where the lights are bright, the cups are intertwined, and the smell of incense powder is tangy.

Yunyan's face was dark, why did Huai Jingshu want to come to the brothel?

Huai Jingshu's tongue is also tied, that old man is actually this kind of person!

Before the two of them could turn their heads back, a young servant came up to welcome them, and said with a smile: "The guest is here to see Yingying, please come inside, I have reserved a good seat for you two."

Huai Jingshu quickly refused: "No, no, we heard that the food here is delicious, but we didn't expect..."

"Oh, the food is delicious. The chefs here are the eight master chefs invited from the capital. Everyone knows that Zuixianglou has three specialties, one for girls and one for food. Come in quickly, both of you. I guarantee you will eat I want to come again."

With a smile on his face, Yunyan released Huai Jingshu's hand from the servant, and said, "Then go in and have a look."

mortal sin.

Huai Jingshu wanted to cry but had no tears. Not only did he let the elder brother eat the world's fireworks, he actually brought him to this kind of place.

He walked slowly, reluctantly following behind the elder brother, tugging at his belt.

The servant walked ahead leading the way with a smile on his face, Yunyan bent his fingers, and tapped Huai Jingshu on the forehead.

"If you pull it again, my belt will be torn off by you. We just went in to eat, don't you really want to taste it?" He comforted softly. The river water on both sides of the wooden bridge was sparkling, and his eyes were not as affectionate as his eyes, " Come on, we're not doing anything else."

Huai Jingshu was calmed by his gentleness, blushed and closed his mouth tightly, his hands were wrapped in the palms of Yunyan.

The young servant who was walking in front had sharp eyes and ears, and he wished to put his ears between the two of them, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, so it turned out that the two were related in that way.No wonder I come to Zuixianglou just to eat.

However, those who are willing to spend money are the VIPs.

The servant led them up to the second floor, where they sat by the window, from which they could see the surrounding scenery. A high platform was built on the river opposite the building, half-covered by a light veil, and a woman veiled on it played the piano and sang.

The sound of the song is sobbing, like weeping and complaining.

The mountains and forests in the distance are also covered with a layer of moonlight veil. Looking from a distance, they look like flowers and fog, and they are so beautiful.

People's mood can't help but relax.

After a while, the servant brought the menu, stood aside, bent down and explained the special dishes in the store to them.

What he said is true, this Zuixianglou is not an ordinary brothel, the women here are performing arts, not selling themselves, the main focus is on service.

The young man was very eloquent and knew the recipes by heart. On his recommendation, Yunyan and Huai Jingshu ordered four special dishes.

Accompanied by the moonlight, this meal is also considered pleasant.

Both the taste buds and the soul have been greatly delighted.

After eating, they can also take a boat trip. There are boatmen who specialize in rowing outside, which is one of the after-sales services of Zuixianglou. If they add a tael of silver, they can also invite a girl to play music for them.

Huai Jingshu is eager to listen, moonlight, lake surface, boating, breeze, music.

Just combining these words together, there will be spontaneous joy in his heart.

Yunyan looked at his side face and remembered his expression in his heart.

Was Huai Jingshu so at ease in Suolong Cave?

He lives in Xianmen, like a piece of fat walking, everyone wants to tear off some meat from him, eat it in their stomachs, and get some benefits.

Step by step, like walking on thin ice, maybe even Huai Jingshu is about to accept that kind of tragic fate of having to be a slave.

How could there be such a relaxed and happy expression?

The boy took out an abacus from behind his back, his fingers were nimble, and he calculated it cracklingly. With a smile on his face, he said in a more gentle voice: "Together with the food, it's only 50 taels."

He was looking forward to looking at Huai Jingshu, the clothes on the two guests were of a style he had never seen before, coupled with the temperament of the two people, it seemed that they were not short of money.

50 taels, but he can draw [-] Wen.

Thinking of this, the boy grinned even wider.

However, Huai Jingshu's expression gradually cracked.