After dressing up as a vicious beauty, I married Master

After returning to Xuanxinzong, Tan Xiao went to work on his own, while Song Ruosu found an open space and burned the paper money to his younger brother. Since he didn't know where his younger brother was buried in the north, south, east, and west, he burned it in four directions. I bought a quarter of it, and silently recited my younger brother's name and birth date in my heart to ensure that my younger brother could really receive it.

But this is actually not guaranteed, the yang world he is currently in is different from the original yang world, he has never seen a cultivator in the original yang world, only in the script, and the literati who wrote the script may have never seen a cultivator Or, it’s just fanciful and unconstrained, and made up a lot. If the yang world is not the same yang world, the underworld is probably not the same underworld, right?Even if the underworld is the same underworld, whether the younger brother is still in the underworld is completely unknown.

He did it more to comfort himself.

Thinking of this, he stood up in the white smoke, looked at the white-capped mountains in the distance, and said word by word: "Ruo Fei, you are very happy, you suffered a lot in the last life, and you will be safe and happy in the next life."

After a while, he remembered that it was almost time for the feast of decontamination, so he hurried back to his room to get a bunch of copper coins, and went to the dining hall.

The dining hall was full of people, and many people greeted him graciously, but he walked straight towards Tan Xiao.

The original appearance is very vulgar, and he is kind to others. He was born in the south of the Yangtze River. He speaks Wu Nong's soft language, which makes people feel like a spring breeze. Sometimes he deliberately softens his voice, which can make the listener's bones crisp. Therefore, he is very popular in this Xuanxin sect. welcome.

Song Ruosu's original appearance was [-]% or [-]% similar to the original body. Before he was alive, he had attracted attention because of his outstanding appearance, talents, and rich family background. Therefore, he had long been used to the gaze of others.

However, Tan Xiao is different.

Tan Xiao was at a loss immediately, and he heard someone whispering:

"Couldn't Ruosu have taken a fancy to Tan Xiao?"

"Even if Ruosu has broken sleeves, he won't fall in love with Tan Xiao?"

"Except for the suzerain and the former suzerain in this Xuanxin sect, no one is worthy of Ruosu."

……

Of course, these whispers fell into Song Ruosu's ears.

When he heard the word "Suzerain", his heart hit his chest violently, and then, his eyes subconsciously went to find Shen Tingtan.

But Shen Tingtan was not in the dining hall.

He smelled himself sighing secretly before continuing to walk towards Tan Xiao.

When he was in front of Tan Xiao, he took out a bunch of copper coins from his sleeve and returned them to Tan Xiao.

The copper coin was stained with Song Ruosu's body temperature, and Tan Xiao's palm was burned as soon as he took the copper coin. At the same time, a large area of ​​his ears was stained red.

Tan Xiao's appearance caused everyone to boo:

"Tan Xiaoyan is quite blessed."

"Tan Xiao, why do you look like a little daughter-in-law?"

"Ruosu, do you have a crush on Tan Xiao?"

"Quickly confess."

"Quickly confess."

……

The rules of the Xuanxin Sect are cumbersome. After Shen Tingtan became the suzerain, it was useless. As long as he did not commit crimes, Shen Tingtan would never ask questions. As time passed, the previous strict hierarchy would be destroyed, and the inner disciples would not feel that I am superior to others, and the outer disciples will not feel that I am inferior, and they have no scruples about making jokes.

Tan Xiao was teased, and quickly denied it: "Ruosu and I are innocent, and the sun and the moon can learn from each other."

Song Ruosu was about to speak, when the corner of her eye suddenly fell on Shen Tingtan.

Shen Tingtan could hear people booing from afar, and as soon as he stepped into the dining hall, Song Ruosu stared at him eagerly.

He thought Song Ruosu was asking him for help, so he raised his voice and said, "Everyone is here? Let's start the banquet."

Now that Shen Tingtan had spoken, everyone naturally didn't dare to boo again.

Seeing that Song Ruosu didn't make a sound, Tan Xiao thought, "Could it be possible that Ruosu really cares about me?"

He squeezed the copper coin tightly, put it into his sleeve, and looked at Song Ruosu.

Song Ruosu noticed Tan Xiao's gaze, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Second Senior Brother."

Tan Xiao didn't know if Song Ruosu thanked him because he borrowed a string of copper coins from Song Ruosu to buy paper money, or because he just explained that he and Song Ruosu were innocent.

After Shen Tingtan took his seat, seeing Song Ruosu still standing, he waved to Song Ruosu, "Ruosu, come and sit down."

Song Ruosu sat down on the left side of Shen Tingtan.

Shen Tingtan exhorted in a low voice: "Ruosu, if you don't like being teased by others, just say it bluntly, you are all brothers in the same school, and no one should deliberately make things difficult for you. In case someone deliberately makes things difficult for you, I will teach you a lesson for you he."

"Thank you, Master." Song Ruosu really doesn't like being teased, but he thinks he can handle it well and doesn't need Shen Tingtan to stand out, but it still makes him happy that Shen Tingtan is thinking of him like this.

After finishing the dirty banquet, everyone went to perform their duties.

Song Ruosu followed behind Shen Tingtan, and asked, "Is Master busy?"

Shen Tingtan didn't answer and asked instead: "What's the matter with you?"

Song Ruosu replied: "I hope Master can take the time to call me."

Since he took away the sacrifice of his original body and became a disciple of Xuanxin Sect, he should be good at cultivation.

Before, Shen Tingtan was busy in retreat and neglected to teach the original body, but entrusted Ji Qianli to teach on his behalf. He had no intention of cultivating, so that the original body worshiped Xuanxinzong for six years, but he was just an ordinary monk, and he might not be able to deal with even ordinary people with Kong Wu's strength.

Shen Tingtan categorically refused: "Don't be too hasty, your first priority is to take good care of your body."

"I obey." Song Ruosu had no choice but to go back to the room.

He hadn't slept well in the past two days, and soon after he went to bed, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by a wave of familiar heat.

He opened his eyes, saw that he was shrouded in darkness, and said calmly: "It's night, He Huan San really broke out again."

This is the third time that Hehuanfa has happened.

Tonight, Shen Tingtan is not by his side.

Shen Tingtan is his master, not his Taoist companion, even if he is a Taoist companion, he may not be able to accompany him every night, let alone a master, and he doesn't want to lick his face anymore and belittle Shen Tingtan, It would be better if Shen Tingtan is not here.

There is no antidote for Hehuansan, he must get through it alone.

He hugged his knees, resisting the rushing heat.

At first, he remained motionless, for a long time, he squeezed his lips tightly, and after a long time, he bit his own lips instead.

The first two times, Shen Tingtan stripped off his clothes and put him into cold water.

He couldn't make cold water, so he struggled to get off the bed, trying to open the door to fetch water.

However, as soon as his toes touched the ground, his body collapsed and his knees hit the ground heavily.

He felt pain, but the pain made him wake up a bit.

He supported the bed, stood up slowly, barely took a step, and fell down again.

When he finally reached the door of the room, his body was already bruised and purple, as if he had just been salvaged from the water, sweating profusely.

He took a deep breath, and as soon as he opened the door, various breaths immediately penetrated into his nostrils.

want to be touched...

want to be kissed...

Afraid that he would lose control of his body, he slammed the door shut.

At this moment, there are too many people outside, and he must not go out.

He hit the latch and lay down on the ground, which was cold enough to make him more comfortable.

Unfortunately, the ground was quickly heated by him, so he had to move to the side.

After suffering for about an hour, the cold on the ground no longer worked for him, but he could still hear the faint sounds outside.

Wait, wait, wait, and then he can go out.

He endured desperately. In order to divert his attention, he thought a lot, such as his brother, such as the scriptures he had read, such as the husband who taught him...

Then, he began to recite the poems and songs he had memorized in his heart.

But all his efforts turned out to be in vain.

After another stick of incense, while he was reciting "A Fang Gong Fu", he thought of self-mutilation.

Self-mutilation is not a good thing, he knows it very well, but he has no other way to dissipate the burning heat all over his body.

He lifted his clothes, grabbed his left arm vigorously, and murmured in pain: "Ruofei, luckily it wasn't you who came into this world."

After the left arm comes the right arm.

"Star Yingying, the makeup mirror is on; the green clouds are disturbing, and the dawn is combing; the Weiliu is swollen, and the fat is discarded; the smoke is slanting and the mist is horizontal, and the peppers are burning... One muscle and one face, full of beauty... "

After reading this, he thought of Shen Tingtan inexplicably, even though Shen Tingtan was not at all "one muscle, one face, extremely beautiful".

He raised his hands, formed a circle, and said to himself: "Is Master's waist so thin? No, should it be thinner?"

The pain dissipated after a short time, and he didn't even have the strength to recite "A Fang Gong Fu".

"Ruosu, you didn't have dinner, should you be hungry? Do you want supper?"

Suddenly, he seemed to hear Shen Tingtan's voice, and he happily opened the door, only to see Ji Qianli.

Yesterday, Ji Qianli sent Longjing crisps, but Song Ruosu disliked them. Today, he ordered the cook to make mung bean cakes.

The door was opened, and Song Ruosu appeared in front of him in disheveled clothes with a peachy face. He couldn't help throwing the mung bean cake, and Song Ruosu hugged him into his arms.

"Let go of me..." Song Ruosu was so weak that he couldn't push Ji Qianli away.

These words sounded flirtatious to Ji Qianli's ears, and Ji Qianli couldn't wait to hug Song Ruosu onto the bed.

Song Ruosu's body and consciousness run counter to each other, the body has already moved towards Ji Qianli, and the consciousness wants to escape from Ji Qianli.

Seeing that the beauty was so active, Ji Qianli pinched the lace of the obscene clothes with her fingers, and with a light tug, the obscene clothes fell apart.

He Fang was about to bury his head when suddenly a hosta pinned his throat.

Song Ruosu said with difficulty: "Get out! Otherwise, I will kill you."

Thinking about it, after a while, his consciousness will be completely lost, and at that time, he will not be able to help him.

There is absolutely no reason to let the duck fly away when you get it.

Ji Qianli said in a dawdly way: "If you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost."

Song Ruosu inserted the jade hairpin into Ji Qianli's throat without hesitation, blood spurted out and wet his face.

The wound was not shallow, and Ji Qianli was angered. He slapped Song Ruosu and cursed: "Woman, I'm going to kill you today!"

Song Ruosu understood that today he would either severely injure Ji Qianli, or kill Ji Qianli, otherwise, Ji Qianli would not let him go.

Before he could do anything, Ji Qianli had easily snatched the jade hairpin, threw it on the ground, and restrained his limbs.

He glanced at the shattered jade hairpin, closed his eyes in resignation, and said happily: Ruofei, luckily it wasn't you who came into this world.