Something's wrong with my sword spirit

Qing Heng's hand paused, an ink dot fell on the rice paper, and he put down the pen: "Well...you can try it."

Yanjin got closer, next to his ear, gently blowing the skin between the hair.

The curtains behind him were blown by the breeze, the broken hair in front of him was blown by his breath, and the curtain brushed over his hair, his heartbeat also missed a beat, and his speech was slightly unstable: "Do you feel it?"

The ears of the person in front of him were completely red, he nodded his head slightly, raised his eyes after a while, and looked over with slightly dodgy eyes: "I..."

"what happened?"

Qing Heng lowered his head again: "Actually, I... can always feel your breath."

Before that, I used the sword body to share the bed with him. Although it was not in human form, the sword body was tactile, and I could feel the warm breath blowing against my face from time to time.

Yanjin: "Then why do you..."

Before he finished asking, he saw that Qing Heng's face was redder, he had turned around, and took up the pen again, but he didn't move the pen smoothly, he just absent-mindedly tapped heavier ink dots on the paper.

Yan Jin's heart was agitated, he couldn't touch him, but he could touch the pen, his thoughts couldn't help, he stretched out his hand to hold down the pen.

Qing Heng shook slightly, let go of the pen in his hand, and the ink color drew long marks on the paper. He slowly turned his head, and his eyes were extremely clear, with a little fear, but it was touching.

Yanjin poured towards him, stopped at the brow, and looked at him very close.

As a result, the breaths were intertwined, lingering, Yan Jin lowered his eyes again, and the thin lips were in his eyes.

When he got closer, the person in front of him didn't hide, only his breathing gradually became uneven.

He stopped when Fang Fang was about to touch, and said in a low voice: "Last time you asked me if intimate people would do this, and now I'll tell you, yes, only intimate people would, and it's also exclusive. Yes, other than these two, think it over."

Qing Heng replied softly: "Yes."

"Do you know what I'm talking about?"

The person in front of him lowered his eyes again: "I just don't understand, it's not that I don't understand."

"Then how much do you know?"

"I... I'm a quick learner."

Yanjin smiled helplessly, put away his pen and ink, and saw that the snow outside the window was even bigger and swaying in the sky. Thin ice had condensed on the window, forming a series of crystal mottled spots. He brought in the small stove to make tea for Qing Heng, pointing Holding the pen holder, he said, "You know, you can't learn like this. When you turn around, you can write with my hand."

"That will have to wait until I can meet you."

"Yeah." Yan Jin turned to look at him, "Wait until then."

"it is good."

Yanjin lowered his head and smiled, pushing the tea towards him.

The next day, the snow cleared, the sun came out from the clouds, and the white snow on the top of the mountain in the distance shone under it, shimmering.

The snow on the land was not thick, and it quickly disappeared.

The red gold silk was regenerated, and he immediately planted it. The building materials planted the day before yesterday had grown up. The walls, which were smaller than last time, were still made of bamboo and wood, with a smooth surface and coated with waterproof materials. He thought that this could be done next to the house bathroom.

Just when he was planning, there was a faint light in the right rear of the small attic in the imaginary place. He lifted the wall, and the wall flew over safely and stood on the luminous place.

One side of the bathroom is the attic, plus the roof only needs to be on four sides, and it can be built after four more plantings, but his most urgent task is to plant tools for repairing the sword body.

Xiaoyue came to report today, and obediently brought his friend here. He was a very handsome young man, dressed luxuriously and elegantly, and held an ink painting folding fan.

Yue Xiaohan said that this was the young master who used to work for a wealthy family in other places. The two were about the same age, and they got along very well at the beginning. These days, the young master got tired of staying at home, so he came to play with him.

The young master is upright and polite, quite like a nobleman, when he sits down, he brushes his clothes and pays attention to his manners, he doesn't say a word when he eats, and he will thank him warmly for whatever Yan Jin does for him.

Qing Heng hasn't turned into a human form today, and when he sees outsiders coming, he keeps his sword. If the visitors are not cultivators, if he sees his transformation and has to explain a lot, it's not as easy as this. He also doesn't speak in front of outsiders.

But the young master saw that Yan Jin was holding him by his side all the time, and asked a few questions at leisure. Yue Xiaohan said that the sword came from Chen Mingzong, and the young master thought: "I have a friend who is also a disciple of Chen Mingzong."

"Yeah." Xiaoyue didn't care, there were so many disciples in the Chenming Sect, so it wasn't surprising to see one or two occasionally.

The young master chatted for a while, remembered something, and called Yue Xiaohan: "You are the one who joined the Chenming sect?"

"It's not considered a complete admission. If I don't meet the requirements, they still won't accept me." Yue Xiaohan said.

"Hey." The young master sighed, "My friend is doing well in Chen Mingzong, he is the disciple of Immortal Ye, but I don't like him very much, otherwise I can ask him to help you."

"It's okay, I'll go in if I can..." Yue Xiaohan was talking, and accidentally caught a glimpse of Yanjin, and was taken aback by his eyes, "Master, why are you staring at my friend like this?"

Yanjin said speechlessly: "Is it Ye Xianzun's disciple again?"

"Yes... Is there any problem?" The young master also looked terrified.

"Why does Ye Xianzun have so many disciples!"

The two were stunned.

Yue Xiaohan said: "Isn't this... only two?"

"Yeah, there are two of them, who knows if there will be another one after a while, why does he have so many apprentices for nothing?"

"Yeah, why does he have so many apprentices for nothing? Just accept it, and don't pick and choose." The young master was also filled with righteous indignation, and patted the table.

This action startled the two of them.

Where is the elegant young master that everyone agreed to look like?

The young master probably also realized that he had lost his composure, straightened his clothes, and sat back again: "Some people are not worthy of him, such as my friend, hmph, if I didn't want to avoid him, I would come here?"

Yue Xiaohan was puzzled when he heard this: "Lu Bo, so you have encountered a problem, please tell me quickly, and I will see if I can help you."

Young Master Lu looked around, thought for a while, nodded heavily and said: "Okay, let me tell you, that friend is Ye Xianzun's apprentice, named Fu Ting, this person is outrageous, our two families are family friends, my father He and his father used to be colleagues in the court and a fellow villager, and later we retired and returned to our hometown together. At that time, I stayed in Kyoto and returned after a few years.

Fu Ting and I had a good time when we were young. After returning home, I heard that Fu Ting raised a man at home. It’s okay, his family can accept it, but he just won’t let me see it, okay? , it's also nothing, it doesn't matter who he raises in his family with me, but the problem is that that person still appeared in front of me unintentionally and let me see it.

Good guy, I was startled when I saw it. I look almost the same as me. Fu Ting also knew that he couldn't hide it. He even told me that he has always liked me, but he felt that he was not good enough for me, so he found a substitute.

I said the substitute is the substitute, and that has nothing to do with me, and I don't like you, but when this guy saw me go back, he kicked the substitute. "

"So, he was pestering you, and you ran away?" Yue Xiaohan guessed, and said cautiously, "Lu Bo, what you said before...isn't like that."

Not so free.

Lu Bai coughed guiltily: "I'm sorry Xiaoyue, I used to pretend, I dare not pay attention in front of my parents, uh... don't you want to make friends with me like this?"

"Oh, no, no, whether you pretend or not, and your nature has not changed, you continue to talk."

Lu Bo continued: "He didn't bother me. After he kicked the double, not long after, he ran to me with a haggard face and complained, saying that he seemed to really like the double, please forgive me. he.

I forgive his ass, what does I have to do with him, I said you are free, if you like him, you can go to him, then he is still very disappointed, really sick, but then he is with the double, I thought it was nothing to do with me, and then..." Lu Bo gritted his teeth, "He came to me again, first he said that the double wanted to go to the capital to seek employment, and asked me to help him find acquaintances.

I thought I helped for the sake of a family friend, but after a while, he begged me to help the stand-in with other things, which were all I could do, and it was fine if I helped, but this time he made an inch of it and said The stand-in got sick and died soon, only I can save him, I need to dig my heart for him, I disagree with him saying that I have no sympathy, I'm sorry he liked me once, I was stunned, I never liked you , you like that I have a fart relationship with me.

However, since my parents were gone two years ago, my family is not as good as before. On the contrary, his Fu family is getting better and better. He always pesters me, as if it is only natural for me to treat the substitute, so I have to hide for a while. Avoid him, he is an uncertain person, he is still a disciple of the immortal sect, he really knows the magic of immortality, I will go back in a few days. "

Yue Xiaohan was also stunned: "This... are you going back?"

"It's okay. I'm not afraid of him. I'm just annoyed by him. Isn't my Young Master Lu so easy to provoke? He still wants to bully others. Hmph, I have a family heirloom left by my ancestors on me, so I can't resist his immortality." Next."

"Heirloom?" Yan Jin raised his eyes.

"Uh..." Lu Bo patted his mouth, with vigilance in his eyes, "Actually, I was joking, and it has been spread like this in my family, but it is a black iron piece, which is useless, you... want to see it?" ?”

Yan Jin thought for a while: "Do you know the Fang family?"

"Is it just the Fang family who lost their family in this town? I've heard about such a big event, but I don't know anyone." Lu Bo clenched his sleeves and stepped back.

Yanjin looked at his movements and said with a sneer: "It's yours, I don't want to look at it, when the opportunity comes, it will appear in front of me."

Another piece of iron, he had deduced, these did not appear for no reason.

Lu Bo was afraid that his treasure would be watched by others, so he sat here for a while and left. Yue Xiaohan would accompany him for a few days, and he agreed to come back to practice after a while.

The next morning, Yanjin continued to plant the red-gold silk and satin, and the dark purple silk and satin planted in the eighth row the day before yesterday also bore fruit, but...he dug the thing out of the soil and held it in his hand to look at it. take a look.

Clean and flawless, an oval... egg.

The eggshell was about to shatter, and a small thing slowly poked its head out.

This field grows silk and satin, and he can accept the long building materials and rocks, and it grows living things, which still makes people react for a long time.