I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

In fact, everyone present except Jing Feitong is a disciple of Ling Xiao Qizong. No one knows what he is here for and why he is speaking here.

But because Jing Feitong's attitude was too taken for granted, everyone didn't think there was anything wrong, and he listened honestly to everything he said.

He Zizhuo was full of thoughts, and his mood was very messy. He was interrupted by Jing Feitong before he regained his composure, and said in a deep voice: "Elder Jiang's soul has not been separated for a long time. With a little recuperation, he should be able to recover without any problems, but Lin Yue's I'm afraid the situation is not optimistic yet, I am going to lend the lamp to Guiyi faction to gather soul for him and remove impurities..."

Although Elder Jiang is half dead, once he hears that the Lingxiao faction is about to suffer, he will immediately get excited and say, "This is the treasure of the Lingxiao faction! Every time you use it, the accumulated spiritual energy inside will be greatly depleted. You Want to borrow it?"

He Zizhuo said: "Anyway, it is a fact that the Guiyi faction is growing day by day. This time, Lin Yue's accident was also caused by our side. If the conflict is not resolved for a long time, it will accumulate more and more, and there will be endless troubles in the future."

What he said was indeed reasonable, so Elder Jiang stopped talking.

He Zizhuo slowly added another sentence: "So, I decided to let Jiang Rong use his whole body of blood to sacrifice the refining lamp to offset some of his sins. This should also be fair and reasonable."

Jiang Rong was taken aback, he didn't expect to be treated like this, and immediately felt chills from head to toe.

The magic lamp is the earliest ancient treasure handed down by the Lingxiao sect. When the sects were divided, the Xinzong and the Qizong even fought for it.

This lamp has great benefits for condensing the soul. The fly in the ointment is that it will consume a lot of spiritual power in the treasure itself when it is burned, so it can only be used as a life-saving thing at critical moments, and no one is willing to use it easily.

Hundreds of years ago, a peak master of the Qizong was injured and needed to use a refining lamp. It was his Taoist companion who used his own blood as a sacrifice to nourish the spiritual power of the treasure before using it.

But now Jiang Rong has lost all his spiritual power, and doing so is tantamount to consuming his life.Moreover, it is still eroding the body bit by bit, absorbing the consumption of essence.

If a person loses too much essence, he will gradually become stupid in the end, and his body will also age and degenerate, turning into a mummy and dying. This kind of pain is no different from Ling Chi, how can he not be afraid?

Jiang Rong said it happily just now, and he already felt that he was going all out, but now he was shocked when he heard He Zizhuo's words, and felt scared again.

He hurriedly said: "No, don't!"

Jiang Zhi walked up to He Zizhuo on his knees, tugged at the hem of his robe, and begged, "Master, this disciple really knows his mistake! Now I have lost all my spiritual power and returned all my talents. I have nothing. I am willing to go back and be a farmer again! Please read it for the sake of master and apprentice, please forgive me, Master!"

He Zizhuo shook him off, and said lightly: "I have already said just now, there has never been a master-student relationship. The real Jiang Rong has already been killed by a traitor, and you are just someone else pretending to be."

It turned out that when he said those words in front of everyone, he had already thought about his own ending.

Jiang Rong felt terrified for a moment, he looked around pleadingly, but everyone looked away indifferently, even those colleagues who were close to each other in the past showed disgust and fear, and refused to look at him.

At this moment, Jiang Rong suddenly understood Shu Lingjia's feelings. The world seemed to be turned upside down in a blink of an eye. The faces he was familiar with before were so strange, and he was abandoned by the whole world.

Jiang Rong was so weak all over, so frightened and frightened that he couldn't even stand up and was dragged down.

This is the end of the matter, but the other people in the hall just stood there in a daze. This series of things happened too fast and hastily, until they calmed down and recalled the whole incident, there is still a kind of Very unreal feeling.

Xiao Ning'er and the others hated Jiang Rong very much from the very beginning, so that's fine. Some disciples who had been friends with Jiang Rong recalled that when Jiang Rong first came to the Lingxiao Sect, their enthusiasm for him at the beginning was actually full of enthusiasm. cold sweat.

They couldn't figure out why everyone was so blind to right and wrong, and why they were blinded by him for so long.

Even after the news that Jiang Rong murdered Shu Lingjia in Qingqiu came out later, many people alienated Jiang Rong because of this, but it was only today that they found out that this man had acted modestly and enthusiastically since he came to Lingxiao. From the appearance, everything has been counted in his calculations.

And these people were used as if they were fools.

Among them, Jiang Ke and his gang have the best relationship with Jiang Rong. Not long ago, he was yelling at Shu Lingjia because of Elder Jiang's death. He suddenly heard the truth and knew that he had been used. He was almost mad at Jiang Rong. At the same time, it also overturned all cognition.

Jiang Ke simply hated this man who played tricks on him and poisoned his grandfather. Seeing Jiang Rong being dragged down, and looking back at Shu Lingjia, he felt ashamed and at a loss for a while.

Jiang Ke pursed his lips, and after a while, he said, "Brother Shu, just now... Hug, sorry."

It's easy to attack others, but when I apologize, I really don't know how to word it. Jiang Ke stumbled and said: "Before, my younger brother was ignorant. Not only did he believe in the wrong person, but he also blamed and offended you before he knew the truth. Brother, now I am really... ashamed... Please brother, please brother..."

He originally wanted to ask his senior brother to forgive him, but then he thought that if he changed himself, he would definitely not be willing to forgive him, and saying these things was meaningless, so he got stuck.

Elder Jiang kept drooping his eyelids and said nothing. This incident seemed to make this stubborn and irritable old man suddenly look old.

It wasn't until Jiang Ke got stuck that he suddenly said: "If you make a mistake, you have to bear it. What kind of sincerity is there in just saying new sentences? Kneel down and kowtow three times to your brother."

Jiang Ke was startled, and then realized that this apology actually included Elder Jiang's share.

If it is said that He Zizhuo only cultivated and indulged Jiang Rong, then Elder Jiang had a lot of support for Jiang Rong in the early stage. Jiang Rong received many things and many benefits because of him, and he has a lot to do with today's situation. big responsibility.

When Shu Lingjia heard Elder Jiang's words, he also understood what he meant, and felt a little relieved, but also felt a little dull.

Ever since he knew the truth, sometimes he felt aggrieved and always wanted to expose Jiang Rong's true colors, but too many people believed in Jiang Rong, and Shu Lingjia didn't have enough evidence, so he could only reveal the secret. keep it in your heart.

But now, when all the truth is in front of everyone, looking at everyone's reactions, Shu Lingjia realizes that she doesn't have much joy in regaining what she lost.

What are you doing so early?

Why couldn't I understand and trust him at the beginning?

These things are not to say that if they are made up, they can be treated as if they never happened. If the feelings in my heart have changed, they will never come back.

Jiang Ke was also straightforward, nodded quickly and was about to salute, but his knee was supported by an invisible force, and he was not taught to kneel down.

Shu Lingjia said: "Forget it."

He nodded at everyone, and wrote lightly: "The matter is over, just make it clear, and other matters in the door have nothing to do with me, I will take a step first."

Shu Lingjia hadn't entered the secret cave on the top of Nanze Mountain yet, so she couldn't leave right away, even if she said she would take a step first, she wouldn't be able to go very far.

He wandered around the foot of Nanze Mountain by himself, found a place where no one was around, and became a little fox.

When he was fighting with Jiang Rong before, he was shocked by his sword energy a few times. Shu Lingjia lowered his head and rubbed his aching right paw, ran to the stone steps on the bottom floor, and lay down on his stomach.

No one passed by this place, only the wind blew the flowers and leaves on the new side, and the afternoon sun was very bright, shining on the winding mountain road, making him feel lazy.

For a while, the surroundings seemed to be extremely quiet.

Shu Lingjia was a little hot, so she spread her tail, put her small head on the bluestone slab on the ground, and watched a wisteria flower not far away constantly swaying in the wind.

Pieces of petals detached from the vines and melted into the snow in front of them.

He remembered that when he was still on Lingxiao Mountain, there was such a string of wisterias outside the master's quiet room.

One day, he sat at the door and waited for the master to come back. When he was tired, he just lay down and lay his whole body on the stone steps, so that the down of his whole body was exposed to the sun, which made him feel very comfortable.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the purple flowers that were blown all over the vines left the vines one by one, flying all over the sky.

Master came back and saw him looking up at the flowers in the sky, so he clapped his hands, and all the flying petals immediately exploded like fireworks, turning into countless purple fluorescent lights, falling like rain.

He happily jumped down from the stone steps, and jumped into He Zizhuo's arms.

Master's lapel has a grass-like fragrance, which he still remembers until now.

There is a saying in the world, "Things are right and people are wrong", but there is actually another saying, "Waiting for leisure makes people change their minds".

Shu Lingjia's previous injury hasn't healed yet. After turning into a fox, she's more relaxed and doesn't want to move.Even though the slate floor was a bit cramped, he still half-closed his eyes and squinted lazily.

Jing Feitong walked around the mountain several times, and finally when he reached the mountain gate, he saw the back of the little fox from a distance.

He was lying alone on the stone slab, only a small lump, with his head buried between his paws, looking obedient, but also aggrieved.

Jing Feitong couldn't help imagining that many years ago, it was also such a little fox. In the world, there were only flowers, plants, sun, moon, water, wind and his master. The most important thing every day was probably to be happy waiting for the master. Respect back.

Shu Lingjia should have had a good time during those days, otherwise he wouldn't have such deep feelings for He Zizhuo.

But the most terrible betrayal in the world may be to keep saying that you love him, but let him down again and again.

I used to be happy to share a flower when I saw it bloom, but before I knew it, I didn't even want to say such a big thing as being robbed of my talent.

He should have been held in the palm of his hand, living every day purely and brightly forever.He obviously did nothing wrong, and he did his best to everyone, so why should he hurt him?

Thinking of this, Jing Feitong will feel very distressed.

He didn't know if Shu Lingjia would like to be disturbed by others at this time, but he still couldn't help it and walked towards him.

Shu Lingjia's whole fox was on the ground, and when he heard the footsteps coming down the steps, he immediately shook his ears and raised his head from the stone slab.

He was worried that someone would step on him, and was about to turn his head to look, when a blue robe stopped beside him.

Jing Feitong lowered his head and smiled at him, lifted the hem of his robe, and sat on the stone steps next to Shu Lingjia.

He touched the little fox's head, and said with a soft smile, "It's a coincidence, you're here too, don't you mind if I come over?"

Just now Shu Lingjia wanted to be alone, so he left first. He didn't wait for Jing Feitong, and didn't know what he was going to do at this time, but let them meet here.

Shu Lingjia shook her tail as a greeting.

Sitting side by side, one person and one fox, watched the sunlight move slowly on the stone slabs on the ground together.

Jing Feitong gently helped Shu Lingjia smooth his hair, and said: "The scenery here is really nice, the sun is warm but not hot. I have been to Nanze Mountain before, and I didn't even think about taking a good look. You can find It’s a place where you can bask in the sun and enjoy it.”

Shu Lingjia stretched out her paw and patted his leg.

Jing Feitong smiled and said, "Yes, I've come to find you too. It can be seen that we are like-minded and should have become good friends a long time ago."

After he finished speaking, he asked again: "By the way, is the ground hard?"

After all, he didn't wait for Shu Lingjia to express anything, he followed his hot fur, and then directly took Shu Lingjia by the back of the neck, lifted him lightly, and put him on the on their own legs.

Jing Feitong usually hugged him with both hands, but today this method seemed a little rough, Shu Lingjia was a little dissatisfied at first, but I have to say that Jing Feitong's legs are more comfortable than a hard stone pillow.

He rolled over, chose a suitable position to nest up, and decided to unilaterally forgive his senior brother for his recklessness.

At this time, it was getting late. On the road at the foot of Nanze Mountain, from time to time, there were shopkeepers or woodcutters returning home, carrying loads and driving cars passing by. Tired birds also returned to the forest, and rows of cooking smoke gradually flowed into the distant sky. Dispersed.

This is the junction of Xianshan and Hongchen.

Jing Feitong rubbed Shu Lingjia's paw, thinking to himself, "Don't be afraid, if you want, I will always be with you."

With the sound of folk songs, another family of three walked over. The leading man carried a shoulder pole in his hand, and the woman behind her in a Jingchai sarong followed behind with a child in her arms.

At this time, the child started to cry with a "wow". The woman couldn't coax her a few times, so she scolded: "Don't sing, your voice is not much better than howling wolves. See if you scare my son." have to."

The man laughed loudly, turned his head and made a face at the baby in the swaddle, and said, "My dear son, don't cry, don't cry, or you will be caught by the lamb."

The woman couldn't help laughing too, but when the child saw his father's grimace, his crying gradually stopped, and the family of three gradually moved away.

Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong watched this scene together, Jing Feitong laughed and said: "When I was young, I heard such words from the nurse who served me, and I wasn't afraid at that time, I was just curious. What is Ma lamb? After asking a lot of people, a young man secretly told me that it is a kind of ghost that lives in the mirror. It will emerge every midnight to eat people, especially like to eat crying children. .”

Shu Lingjia thought in his heart, it seems that you were quite good at making trouble when you were young, and you forced the servants to use this kind of trick.

Jing Feitong didn't know what he was thinking, but when he saw Shu Lingjia standing on his lap, looking up with his little head, he seemed very curious, and that ordinary and unremarkable past event suddenly became interesting stand up.

He said enthusiastically: "I just want to catch ghosts, and I learned how to make faces in front of the mirror in the middle of the night, but the ghosts didn't come out, but my father saw it. No one is allowed to tell such nonsense in front of me."

Shu Lingjia was surprised, thought for a while, raised one paw, pressed it on Jing Feitong's chest as if attacking, retracted it again, and tilted his head.

Jing Feitong's fox language has been cultivated very well, and he asked: "Do you want to ask, we are not ordinary people who don't know magic, why my father is so taboo about such a legend?"

Shu Lingjia nodded.

Jing Feitong sighed and said, "Unfortunately, I was too young at that time to know how to ask. Later, when I grew up, I forgot about it and didn't know it very well."

Shu Lingjia likes to hear people talk about things related to his parents. Every time he listens to it, he will imagine whether there is such a moment between himself and his parents.

But Jing Feitong's father sounded a little harsh. In Shu Lingjia's vague impression, he couldn't remember his father's personality, but felt that he seemed to have a good temper. At least he had never lost his temper with his wife and children. Put yourself on your neck and pretend to ride a horse...

Thinking of this, Shu Lingjia was startled, and suddenly realized that if he played like that, he should be in the form of a human when he was with his parents.

But when he followed He Zizhuo up the mountain, he obviously didn't know how to transform.

Is it wrong?

Jing Feitong gently tugged Shu Lingjia's tail, and asked, "What are you thinking? Are you afraid of ghosts?"

He even dared to pull his tail!

Shu Lingjia pulled the tail out of Jing Feitong's hand, flicked it on the back of his hand, and rolled his eyes.

Jing Feitong laughed.

The newcomer was playing around when he suddenly heard a rustling sound from the nearby bushes.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful white fox came out of it, its fur was a little wet, and it was shaking the water as it walked.

Compared with Shu Lingjia, this fox was the size of a normal adult fox. It didn't even have a single stray hair all over its body. It was fluffy and shiny, and it immediately attracted the attention of both Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia.

They watched the white fox approaching together, but the white fox found little Shu Lingjia curled up in Jing Feitong's arms when he got close.

As soon as its eyes lit up, it immediately stopped and said, "Why is this fox so small? Is it alive? Is it real? It's so cute! It looks like my son!"

——But it was a very clear and pleasant female voice.

Shu Lingjia: "..."

His hair exploded almost instantly.

This woman... Why is this fox like this!When meeting for the first time, every word and every word will poke people's hearts.

Calling others cute, calling others sons, aren't these all insults?

Compared with Shu Lingjia who was more emotional, Jing Feitong suddenly recognized the familiarity of this voice, and raised his eyebrows.

The big fox didn't care whether others knew her or not, so it came up to look at Shu Lingjia happily, and said, "Is he from Qingqiu? Can he transform into form? Where did he come from? I want one too." Just, can you show me?"

Seeing that the white fox was about to stretch out his mouth to pick up Shu Lingjia, Jing Feitong had no choice but to stop him: "Patriarch Ming wait a minute, he is a bit withdrawn and doesn't like others to touch him, forgive me."

When the big fox heard Jing Feitong's call, he laughed in surprise, turned around, and turned into a charming woman, standing in front of the newcomer.

She said: "You can actually recognize me. Master Jing is really as rumored, with a delicate belly and a crystal heart."

Jing Feitong smiled slightly, and hugged Shu Lingjia in his arms.

His fingers were clearly about to touch Shu Lingjia's chest, but they moved to Shu Lingjia's neck again, and stuffed him into his arms by grabbing the back of his neck.

Shu Lingjia shook her head unaccustomed to it, and suddenly a thought came to her heart.

Ming Qi was still very curious about Shu Lingjia, and asked, "Is this fox raised by Master Jing?"

"he……"

Jing Feitong looked at Shu Lingjia, smiled and said: "He is my good friend, this time he came to Nanze Mountain with me to play. It's just an ordinary mixed-blood white fox, not Jiuwei, not Qingqiu tribe."

Ming Qi said: "That's right."

She knew that she was afraid that she would not be able to take this fox back to raise, and she was a little reluctant to part with it. She had nothing to say: "My little boy is also this size in his original body, and he is so cute. It's a pity that he is too naughty and never wants to follow me." Applying ointment and combing hair, not to mention learning to be coquettish and winking, I don’t know if I can still seduce people when I’m out now.”

Shu Lingjia shivered in Jing Feitong's arms, thinking that being her son would be bad luck for eight lifetimes, this way of living was too unmanly, a fox should be mighty.

"To be a fox, you should be delicate."

Ming Qi took out a small jade bottle from her sleeve, stuffed it to Jing Feitong and said, "This is a balm made of flower petals. I met Youyuan today, and I sent him to smear his hair, to prevent baldness. After wiping it off, he dropped a ten-year-old balm." Gen, the whole body is fragrant for ten miles, and I will not be chased by dogs."

Shu Lingjia: "..."

Thank you.

The corners of Jing Feitong's mouth twitched, but he also understood Ming Qi's temperament, the more he followed her, the less trouble he would have, so he took it with a smile and thanked her.

Ming Qi laughed then, looked at Shu Lingjia again, turned into a fox again and left.

After she left, Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

Jing Feitong tossed the jade bottle in his hand up and down, and asked with a smile: "How is it, brother Hu, do you have any hair loss problem, do you want to try this?"

Shu Lingjia looked at Jing Feitong and was still thinking, why did he change the way he grabbed me today?

Was it on purpose, or...

Shu Lingjia rolled his eyes, and suddenly, as if he lost his footing, he fell from Jing Feitong's arms.

At this time Jing Feitong was standing on the stone steps, and Shu Lingjia was such a small and soft one, even though he knew that most of him would not be dropped, Jing Feitong was still taken aback, Quickly grab it with your hands.

Shu Lingjia was firmly held in his hand in a side-lying position.

Jing Feitong grabbed Shu Lingjia with five fingers, four fingers in front and one finger behind.

This time Shu Lingjia was also completely sure, the other party deliberately avoided exerting force on his chest, but only held it in vain.