After escaping, the male protagonist always wants to rip off my vest

"……What's wrong?"

Feeling the people around him stop, Zhou Changming's heart trembled, and he asked timidly.

He couldn't figure out why Lin Chushu would suddenly take out his finger cots, full of panic as his vest was crumbling.

Ordinarily, everything that happened in the dream should not leave any traces. Could it be that Lin Chushu, as the hero of the game, already has a way to escape from the restrictions of spells?

In this case, he guessed endlessly, but in Lin Chushu's eyes, he only felt that his face was dark and pale, and his thin figure was hidden in the loose clothes, which made him look a bit pitiful.

The coarse coat at the inn still doesn't fit well.

"Let's go."

He naturally took Zhou Changming's hand and walked towards a clothing store on the corner of the street.

The two men on the street held hands, which inevitably attracted the attention of passers-by. If it weren't for the magic to cover up his appearance, Zhou Changming really wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

He picked and picked in the tailor shop, at least he chose a low-key pale scarlet silk dress, and replaced the unfit coarse cloth shirt.

In the Demon Realm before, the disciples gave Zhou Changming red gauze clothes that were more than flamboyant but not dignified. Now they put on a light-colored coat, which complements his good looks and makes people's eyes shine.

"How is it?" Zhou Changming tied up his collar, turned around and smiled at Lin Chushu.

He just asked casually, but there was some intimacy in his tone, as if it was not the first time.

Lin Chushu's eyes were blank for a moment.

So again.

The mood that this person reveals inadvertently can always overlap with the past pictures.

The handsome and suave young casual cultivator and Yuxue's lovely young senior brother flashed in front of my eyes, and the figure of the old man flashed across my heart, causing another burst of pain.

But he raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "It suits you very well."

"Ah? Ah...thank you."

Lin Chushu's words were like sparks igniting the fuse, and many emotional fireworks exploded in his mind, making Zhou Changming's face flushed with embarrassment.

Isn't the setting of this person, Gao Linghuatianbianyue, in charge of indifference and freezing people, making people fearful?

Why do you suddenly hit a straight ball?

He touched his nose unconsciously, pretending to be attracted by the vendors outside the store.

The moment she turned around, she accidentally exposed her red ears to Lin Chushu's eyes.

……

"Hurry up, the fireworks feast at the city gate is about to begin!"

"Wait, my shop is not closed yet."

"Hey, don't jump in line..."

"..."

The crowded streets became more and more noisy, and people put down their work and flocked towards the city gate.

After leaving the clothing store, Zhou Changming deliberately kept a distance from Lin Chushu, but was bumped by the passing crowd, and his body immediately stuck to Lin Chushu uncontrollably.

"Watch out."

The chest he hit was not as hard and cold as he had imagined, but generous and warm. He raised his head in a daze, just in time to meet Lin Chushu's eyes.

Lin Chushu's eyes were deep, and he stretched his arms around his shoulders, and the spiritual power flowed around him to form an enchantment, blocking the turbulent crowd.

The long-lost peace and warmth wrapped Zhou Changming, he blinked, and suddenly didn't want to push the man's arm away.

It doesn't seem too bad to rely on it like this...

He was still in a daze, and there was already a whisper in his ear: "Want to go see the fireworks?"

It is unbelievable that this sentence came from Lin Chushu's mouth.But there were so many unexplainable anomalies tonight, Zhou Changming was powerless to think, so he could only nod his head blankly.

Then he felt light in his body, and Lin Chushu grabbed his waist and jumped onto the beam.

The boss of the fairy world, who uses magic weapons to fly to the sky and hide from the earth, is also unambiguous in high-altitude parkour.

Zhou Changming only heard the whistling wind around him, and the scenery in his field of vision changed. Not long after, he came to the top of a tall building near the city gate.

There was no place to stay on the roof, so Lin Chushu simply wrapped his arms around Zhou Changming's waist, letting him use his strength to stand firm.

It wasn't long before the two of them stood still, when the city gate began to rumble, and then countless sparks shot up from the ground, drawing dazzling rays of light in the night sky.

The burning fireworks did not fall quickly, but bloomed more brilliantly in midair.

Sometimes it shines with brilliance of different colors, and sometimes changes into various forms, attracting applause from the crowd on the ground.

"Dongfeng puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and blows them down, and the stars are like rain." ①

Seeing that Zhou Changming was engrossed in watching, Lin Chushu suddenly leaned closer and whispered.

The artistic conception of this poem fits perfectly with the scene in front of him. Zhou Changming was about to nod his head in agreement, but a flash of clarity suddenly flashed in his mind——

This poem is not in the game setting at all... How did Lin Chushu know?

He broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

If I had shown my familiarity with this poem just now, I am afraid that it will immediately arouse the suspicion of that person, and if I try to explain it, it may become more and more dark.

Fortunately, he adjusted his emotions quickly enough, and hurriedly smiled:

"This poem is really good, was it improvised by Xianzun?"

The ignorance and innocence in his eyes was just right, Lin Chushu saw it, frowned slightly, and shook his head:

"This poem was taught by my elder brother when I was young."

Unexpectedly, the topic went back and forth and returned to Qin Cangyan. Zhou Changming was depressed, but he didn't dare to show it. He could only smile:

"So that's the case. Speaking of this senior brother, is it the one who appeared in the fairy dream?"

After saying this, he felt that the atmosphere around him was a little condensed, and after thinking about it, he realized that every time he called him "Xianzun", Lin Chushu would always be a little displeased.

But with my current status, it is not practical to use other names.

"Exactly," Lin Chushu stared at the fireworks in the sky, his voice was cold,

"He can always know something new and interesting. This poem is what he recited when I watched the fireworks with him."

Zhou Changming's heart trembled.

Among the previous character settings, Qin Cangyan is the most similar to his original personality, so he often acts according to his own temperament, and his words and deeds are not within the world view of the game.

He didn't expect that his casual quote from the scriptures would be remembered by him for so many years.

The experience that was once able to face it calmly suddenly became an insurmountable high wall.Every death escape is a relief for him, but for him, it is a severe pain to strip his flesh and blood.

"Then... the elder brother of the Immortal Venerable, Ruoquan, knows that seeing you achieve such an achievement today, you will definitely feel happy and proud."

Lin Chushu didn't answer this sentence, but raised his hand silently, and put it against his heart.

The aching scar reminded him that the man was gone.In the past, no matter what method he used to find the whereabouts of the soul, he could not get any results.

In other words, either Qin Cangyan's soul had either reincarnated smoothly, or had completely dissipated in the world.

The same situation also happened to Yang Qiao's soul.

These people appeared in his life without warning, and gave everything for him unreservedly, but in the end they all ended up dead, without leaving even a trace.

Is this a coincidence, or some sort of hint?

"Even though senior brother died, I never forgot." He suddenly looked back, fixedly fixed on Zhou Changming, "If he is still somewhere in the world, I will dig three feet to find him."

It is clearly the words that reveal the truth, but the meaning behind it is so dark that it is frightening.

Zhou Changming swallowed, and instinctively felt that the person in front of him seemed to have broken some kind of seal, and the boiling lava under the ice and snow seemed to burst out with a little external force.

Today, this peace is barely maintained, but the truth is still unknown.

He couldn't help but thank the system's face pinching mechanism.

……

"……What did you say?"

On the other side of the city gate, Qiu Shengmi shook off Jiang Yuzhuo's hand and said in a trembling voice, "Master, how could he..."

"Although it is said that talking about a master is not in line with etiquette, before Immortal Ling Huan transferred me from the Xuanji Division to the Mo Xing Division, it took a lot of effort."

Jiang Yuzhuo sighed softly, "Master once swore not to accept any disciples, and he was able to accommodate me because he couldn't refute Chaoyin Pavilion's face. As for you, brother, it is related to his fellow disciple in the mortal world."

"Master is the only one who is most likely to ascend to Mahayana in the past thousand years, but in recent years, he has been disturbed by madness, not only the progress of skill is slow, but even the heart of Taoism has cracks."

"The heart demon cannot be broken, so Immortal Venerable Ling Huan specifically told me to wait for the opportunity to find out where the master's obsession lies, and try to break it in one fell swoop."

"Brother, do you still remember the forbidden area on the back mountain of Mo Xingsi?"

"...Of course I remember," Qiu Shengmiao couldn't accept such a huge amount of information for a while, and his mind was still dazed, "Didn't Master strictly forbid anyone to approach there?"

"It is rumored that when the master was in the sect outside the pavilion, there was a fellow brother who was deeply brotherly and affectionate. Later, this person died in order to save the master, and even the body was not left behind."

Jiang Yuzhuo suddenly lowered his voice, "But the eyeliner sent by Immortal Linghuan once went into the forbidden area by accident, saying that it is not a treasured place for cultivation, but a place where ice coffins are stored."

"Tell me, who is the person in the coffin?"

A firework streaked across the sky like a shooting star, illuminating Qiu Sheng's pale face.

① This sentence is quoted from Xin Qiji's "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi"

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