Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

At the same time that the summer wind was blowing over Jiuyi Mountain, it rained for several days at Luofeng Mountain.

The ink color on the eaves of the palace was soaked, and the raindrops rolled from it and fell on the ground, splashing small water splashes, pattering and continuous.

Li Wenzhao was standing at the entrance of the hall waiting for the letter, when the drizzle came slantingly, there was a puddle of water under his boots, which would leave watermarks when he walked.

For two months, he and Jiu Chen have been trying to break through a layer of enchantment, which was left by Su Zhi, and trapped everyone in Luofeng Mountain, only entering and not being able to exit.

Jiu Chen probably didn't expect Suzhi to do this. Ever since he came back from Jiuyi Mountain, he couldn't get out and was trapped here with Li Wenzhao. He thought of various ways to break through this barrier, but the barrier The mana was too deep, and the two tried various methods, but they couldn't break through it.

Fortunately, everything except people and ghosts can come in and out. Jiang Huai will send a letter every three days. Counting the days, the letter should arrive again.

The ghosts outside the temple were busy with their own affairs, coming and going, wearing different clothes, through the drizzle, Li Wenzhao couldn't see their faces clearly.

Behind him, Jiuchen sat on the throne, propped his head with one hand, and looked at Li Wenzhao's back with the attitude of a theatergoer.

"He really loves to send you things, he sends them every three to five times, more than ten times a month, so sticky, you don't get tired of it, it really is true that seeing is believing, Honorable Lord Li is not as close as he imagined Favor." He laughed while talking, with a teasing tone.

Li Wenzhao leaned back against the door, folded his arms, looked at the ghosts busy in the rain, and did not answer.

"It's true," Jiu Chen said when he saw that he was silent, "This king never thought that Lord Li is the best of Longyang, and your mother must have never thought about it either." After he finished speaking, he laughed again, meaning State is unknown.

At this moment, the rain outside the hall seemed to stop for a moment, and the ghosts outside noticed something unusual and stopped one after another.

Li Wenzhao glanced at the wind, and saw a white light flashing in the rain, he raised his fingers together, and instantly caught the flashing white light, the white light gradually dissipated between his fingers, showing the appearance of a letter.

The rain was still falling, as if everything just now was just an illusion, the ghosts looked at Li Wenzhao with different expressions, and saw him leaning on the door, looking down at the things in his hands.

The gloomy sky made his eyes darker, showing a kind of indifference without any emotion.

Trapped in Luofeng Mountain for two months, they have not seen any superfluous emotions from this so-called Lord Li. From the beginning to the end, he maintained a leisurely attitude and looked at people or things with a kind of indifference.

Falling into such a situation, but still so quiet, it is awe-inspiring.

"I'm not in a hurry to break the barrier, but I don't know what Venerable Li means." Jiu Chen saw that he had put away the letter, and said with a fake smile, "When the letter arrives, take it back and read it carefully."

Li Wenzhao didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and left. He didn't speak from the beginning to the end, and remained silent all the time, as if no matter what the other party said, it had nothing to do with him.

It has been raining for several days, but there is no sign of letting up. The fog is thick, enclosing Luofeng Mountain in a vast expanse of whiteness. Outside the barrier, there is a bright sunny sky.

Li Wenzhao went back to his room unhurriedly, sat down, and took out the letter to read.

The letter was not signed, it was blessed by spiritual power, and the words would dissipate after reading it. He leaned on the couch, took a sip of tea, and stared at the thick letter to distract himself.

Except for being bumped into by Nanzhu that day, he has never mentioned Jianghuai to anyone, how did Jiuchen know that he is a good friend of Longyang?Just relying on the letters sent these days?it's out of the question.

Even the subordinate who saw him by the window that day didn't know who was lying on the bed.Perhaps, what Jiu Chen said was just to test himself.

Li Wenzhao pondered silently, and suddenly felt that this seemingly young little ghost king had certain means to sit in this position. Perhaps his temper was not as stubborn as he seemed, and all this was just a gift he gave to the outside world. caused by an illusion.

The windows were not closed tightly, and the wind and rain slanted in, adding a bit of chill to the room.

The letter was never opened, and Li Wenzhao's eyes stayed on it, his fingertips stroked the paper over and over again, lost in thought.

Jiuchen had already found out his details, otherwise he would not have been able to find himself directly and explained about Linchuan Yuanjun.

The Xuanming Six Dzi Beads are the most sought-after treasures in the world of cultivation, and everyone in the world wants to dream of them.Since Jiuchen knew that Suzhi wanted this bead, he wanted to give this treasure to himself, just to arouse the conflict between himself and Suzhi.

However, what does Suzhi want this for?She also has someone who wants to be resurrected?What is Jiuchen's reason for doing this?

Li Wenzhao thought for a while, but couldn't find a suitable explanation, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

He raised his legs, put Shensi back on the letter from Jiang Huai, and opened it.

The letter paper is very thick, with a total of thirteen sheets of letter paper written on it, all of which are trivial daily things, such as eating something delicious, the third elder always likes to come to class at night, and his cultivation has improved during this time How much, he wanted to set up a grape trellis in the yard and plant some grapes, so he specially brought a large glazed vat to hold water...

Every time Jiang Huai sent a letter, whether it was sound transmission or not, most of the words were inseparable from food, and the rest was to tell Li Wenzhao to be careful in everything, pay attention to the body and so on. You can see between the lines, separating the two places, he I can't worry too much, I just want to come back as soon as possible.

Li Wenzhao turned over the thirteen sheets of paper and read them word by word. He couldn't help but outline Jianghuai's life scenes in his mind, thinking that he lived a safe and happy life in Jiuyi Mountain, so he felt relieved.

His eyes quickly fell on the last line, and there were two small smiling faces at the end of the letter, next to each other, hoping that people would go back again.

Li Wenzhao folded the letters one by one, rubbed his fingertips on the writing that was about to disappear, raised his head, sighed helplessly, and finally lowered his head again, looked at the papers, and smiled softly.

Letters from home are worth ten thousand gold, nothing more than this.

However, he hadn't been clean for a long time. Not long after, someone knocked on the door urgently and said, "Honorable Master Li, Master Li is not good. Lord Linchuan Yuan is here. King Jiuchen please go over as soon as possible."

***

Since Li Wenzhao replied to the letter last time, Jiang Huai has been looking forward to it every day, thinking that he will send a second letter.

He turned the wooden box over and over to see the lines on it, and touched it over and over again, for fear that a little dust would fall on it, so he wiped it with a cloth when he was free.

Before going to class during the day, he counted his days again, and he was full of calculations, there were still seven days left, and Li Wenzhao would be back.

Jiang Huai was lying on the table, the cicadas were constantly singing outside, the sun was very strong, and the wind blowing was dry and hot. He turned his head and saw that the other disciples were also drowsy, and couldn't listen to the old man's words at all. talk.

"The reason why Moxiu is called Moxiu is because we do things as we like, and not only those who do bad things can be called Momen. Back then, I also asked with all my heart..." The old man sat on the rattan chair and began to talk about his past. What a heroic figure.

Jiang Huai turned his face away and looked out the window, the window was open, and at a glance, it was full of lush branches and leaves, and the shade was heavy.

He opened his hand and started counting the days again, counting with his fingers one by one, counting and counting, it was seven days, and then he reduced it to specific minutes and seconds, and smiled happily.

The old gentleman was not an elder, but he was also hired by Li Wenzhao to teach him. What he taught was not spells, but common knowledge.

Seeing that Jiang Huai kept wringing his fingers and laughing, he thought it was very strange, but this didn't make him settle the score... Could it be that he was doing homework left over from other classes?Go back and talk to Ban Xia well.

Jiang Huai withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the candy paper sandwiched between the pages of the book, propped his chin, and smiled again.

There are only two candies left, Li Wenzhao should come back, come back, cook something for him, let him have a taste of his craft.There are also leftover homework, which are specially placed on the table in a more conspicuous place, so that Li Wenzhao can see it at a glance.

This time there is no penalty for copying, if you want to show him, will you praise yourself?But it can't be placed too deliberately, it still has to be covered up, pretending that it was placed there unintentionally.Jiang Huai was fiddling with the candy wrapper, pursing his lips and smiling.

The old gentleman looked at the place he had been staring at, and found it was the textbook, and it was even more strange. Ever since Jiang Huai entered the classroom, the smile on his mouth has never stopped. He is lying on the table and looking out of the window. , Now I can laugh while staring at the textbook.

"Jiang Huai." He knocked on the table with a ruler, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Where did I just say? You continue to read."

Jiang Huai came back to his senses at this sound, hurriedly picked up the book, stood up, and quickly scanned the contents of the book, but he read it for a long time, but he didn't understand what was written on the tree.

It's so strange, I could clearly understand it before... He murmured in his heart.

The disciple next to him reminded him in a low voice: "My Fair Lady..."

"Gentleman is so sweet." Jiang Huai answered immediately.

"What does the gentleman ask for?" The old man gave him a sharp look, "The books are all turned upside down, so please return the gentleman."

Jiang Huai lowered his head and realized why he couldn't understand the words on it. He quickly turned the book over and pretended nothing happened, then looked up at the old man.

"What were you thinking about just now, so happy, why don't you tell me and let everyone be happy together?" The old man said, his eyes fell on his book.

"I didn't think about anything..." Jiang Huai kept it secret, afraid that the old man would want to read it, so he quickly closed the book.

It's a pity that the method is not smart enough, and people can see through his little thought at a glance.

"Alas..." The disciple next to him held his forehead and mourned silently for him.

The old man saw that he was hiding something, so he stepped forward to flip through his book.

Jiang Huai was horrified, and immediately wanted to put the book away, but the old gentleman was extremely fast, and the moment his hand touched the corner of the book, he took the book away.

Opening the book, there is a piece of colorful candy paper inside, colorful, as if sprinkled with gold powder, it looks very dazzling under the sunlight, except for this little gold powder, there is nothing unusual about it.

Jiang Huai didn't dare to snatch it back, so he had to tug at the corner of the old gentleman's clothes, and whispered, "I can copy it as a fine, please do me a favor and don't throw it away."

"Every day, you just want to eat it." The old man put the candy wrapper back, closed the book, and threw it in front of him, "If you like candy so much, it's better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it together. When you go back, give it to every disciple here." Prepare a copy and bring it here tomorrow."

"Then can the fine mentioned just now be exempted?" Jiang Huai asked in a low voice.

The old man glanced at the knife again, and he immediately shut his mouth.

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Tears, I am dying... This chapter has been completely rewritten, and the modification time is 2021.12.3