After the Master's reinstatement

So that night, Xiao Xiaosheng shared a room with Hall Master Fang.

The leader went to the next door to lay the floor.

Although I don't know why, at least Hall Master Fang is happy with this result, while Xiao Xiaosheng is very puzzled, saying that the relationship was tense just after dinner, how can they reconcile all of a sudden?

It seems that the universe inside still needs careful observation and pondering.

Xiao Xiaosheng grabbed the pen and thought hard about the white paper on the table——

He doesn't plan to write about the mummy's love affair in this issue. Compared with the mummy, everyone must prefer to see what happens when the Lord Zhou and the leader share the same room.

Unfortunately, nothing happened in the room.

Yu Yan is the type who is quick-tempered, but he can also forget quickly. After a bowl of noodles and a few eggs, things will basically turn around, and he will not take the initiative to live with Xiao Xiaosheng On the contrary, he changed the subject and told the younger generation to say it.

"You will move here tonight. Fang Yuan snores at night, like blowing a zipper. The three big guys are arguing with each other. How can they sleep well?"

He was afraid that Shang Yingqiu would not be interested, so he hastened to add: "Did you know that this snoring sound is actually a weapon, and it has the same effect as the folding stool, the first of the seven weapons."

"Will it?" Shang Yingqiu heard this saying for the first time: "I would like to hear the details."

"Being harassed by snoring for a long time can make people mentally ill, and can kill people in severe cases. It is very dangerous for martial arts practitioners."

Shang Yingqiu: "...um."

Yu Yan did not hesitate to quote scriptures, and said sternly: "Look, sleeping is the time when most people let go of their slack, especially for the people next to their pillows. In the past, the owner of the Red Lotus Villa suddenly went mad in the middle of the night and almost caused a catastrophe. He looked for the reason, only to find out that his wife snored all the year round, which caused him to lose his mind in his dreams."

Shang Yingqiu: "..."

To be honest, Hall Master Fang's snoring is still within the tolerable range.

But to break the ice and keep people, you have to give each other some steps, right?

"Then how about this?" When he got to the point, Shang Yingqiu became more polite, showing a little restraint that a junior should have. This is cramped, and usually requires the elders to suppress it with enthusiasm and force. .

"Will it disturb your rest? I don't know if I have any bad habits."

"you--"

Yu Yan was about to say that you didn't, and that you slept very well, but when the words came to his mouth, he reined in his horse, only to realize that this was something that "Mu Chun" knew about, not him.

This is the first time they have slept together.

Yu Yan even admired his own adaptability, he squeezed hard in his throat, caught the sound that almost slipped out in time, and swirled under his throat in mid-air.

"...Have you, you will know when you sleep tonight."

In this way, the lights were turned off, and the two of them lay down in their respective places.

The stomach is still warm, and the heat spreads throughout the body, including the heart.

Shang Yingqiu's floor was next to Yu Yan's bed, with a thin blanket under his body, quilts and pillows.In the dark, Yu Yan was sleeping on his side, looking at the young man's legs that had no place to rest.

So, it’s not good to be too tall, and the blanket is quite satisfactory, but it’s only enough to cover the calf. Shang Yingqiu needs to roll his body sideways, like a white crane that barely bends itself into a nest.

... What did he eat to grow up, can he grow so tall, and can he sleep comfortably like this?

Of course not, with a slight movement, the ankle is exposed.

It's cold, otherwise, it's better to let people come up to sleep, the bed is quite big, and Shang Yingqiu doesn't like to turn over, so it won't get in the way.

...But it seems inappropriate to let the junior come up for the first time in the same room.

Outside, the moon is full and the stars are sparse, and everything is silent.But Yu Yan's heart was like a racetrack, the horse's hooves kept clattering, and the dust was flying.

He changed from lying on his side to sleeping on his back, and then pretended to be natural on his side. After all, it was his love for the younger generation that prevailed.

There is no way, once a person has a sense of responsibility, he can never let it go.

"How about it, can you still fall asleep on the ground." He was concerned.

"Well, yes."

"Won't it be hard?"

There are hidden words in the words, and the ending is bent up a little, which is a hook waiting for a fish to bite.

The young man also turned his head, but he still didn't feel the smell: "Fortunately, the conditions are better than last night, and there are still pillows, thank you godfather for your concern."

Last night, everyone stayed overnight in the mortuary shop, surrounded by fifty living people who looked like zombies. In comparison, the conditions tonight were indeed very good.

But, young man, are you satisfied with multiple pillows?

There is no pursuit of life, don't you know how to aim higher?

The pleasant breath before going to bed dulled Shang Yingqiu's power of observation, and only then did he hear something was wrong from the master's cold "hum" on the bed.He half propped himself up, and looked at him cautiously: "Godfather? Is the bed not suitable? I'll go to the store and give you a quilt?"

Yu Yan rolled over the quilt, faced the wall, and said no.

"No, go to sleep!"

**

Early in the morning, the first floor of the inn was extremely lively.

Shang Yingqiu was in the league early in the morning, prepared tea, clothes and clothes, thinking of noodles for supper last night, when he went to the street, he didn't buy the famous local noodles, but found a shop that made sesame oil tea, I took two bowls and went back.

The owner of this Camellia oleifera shop is from the Tong nationality. The hot and spicy camellia oleifera has a good foundation and then sprinkled with toppings.

Shang Yingqiu saw that the shop had a wide variety of condiments. Apart from chopped green onion, fried peanuts, fried soybeans, dried bamboo shoots, and dried shrimps, there were also many local specialty snacks that he couldn't name. I want everything.

Before the young man went out, Yu Yan actually woke up.

But waking up and getting up are two different things. He didn't sit up on the edge of the bed until he smelled the fragrance.

After a few sips of camellia oleifera, he felt a little bit more energetic, Yu Yan yawned a lot, tears welled up in his eyes, and his whole body was completely exhausted.

Shang Yingqiu brought back two bowls of Camellia oleifera, one bowl was full of ingredients, more condiments than soup, which made his eyes shine.

As for the young man's own bowl, he was lonely and innocent, and Yu Yan's heart ached when he saw it.

... Keep good things for the elders, but keep it simple for yourself. How can there be such a good child in the world.

Although saving money is a good habit, you can't be harsh on yourself. He won't condone this bad habit.

"Wait, don't eat yet."

Yu Yan generously distributed half of the condiments on his bowl to the young man, and said in his mouth: "If you want to eat, you can eat the same. If you treat anyone harshly, you can't treat yourself harshly. I don't like this."

Not to mention a bowl of food, he is willing to give half of the more expensive things to the other party.

Including his good mood now.

In the early morning, before Yu Yan had time to comb his hair, a few strands of hair acted like their master, proudly and independently.Shang Yingqiu looked at it, couldn't help smiling, and wanted to stretch out his hand to press it down, but felt that those few roots were really interesting, so he held back and picked up the bowl of oil tea that looked like a melee in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.

"Okay, I'll pay attention in the future."

He solemnly promised.

Only then was Yu Yan satisfied, and took a spoonful into his mouth: "What's going on outside, it's so noisy early in the morning."

When Shang Yingqiu came back, he had already closed the windows, which somewhat cut off the noise, "The medicine men are all awake, and they asked Six Doors where we are, and they came to thank you, do you want to go and have a look?"

Of course not. Saving people is like borrowing money. The water that is poured out is forgotten.

Besides, he has no time to spend any more, it takes time to find a reliable person, Yu Yan is actually more anxious than Shang Yingqiu to get the treasure.

But soon, someone recommended himself.

Xiao Xiaosheng was very well-informed, and said why bother to look for it, people who can read Mohist drawings are far away and close in front of them, so he is a ready-made one.

Fang Yuan is dubious, it's not that he looks down on people, it's that Xiao Xiaosheng looks like he can't lift his shoulders, he only has a mouth, but can he trust his mouth.

Xiao Xiaosheng said that last time he wrote a book about robbers and a thousand-year-old female corpse being entangled for thousands of years, "In order to write that, I went down to the ground with a few waves of Captain Mojin. But, don’t bother me.”

Yu Yan had an impression of that story, the whole story was evocative and terrifying, but there was not a single word about going to the tomb in it.

Xiao Xiaosheng said frankly that he was right: "What I am writing is about love, not a biography for Daomen, so of course I can't focus on rewriting."

Fang Yuan was puzzled: "If you don't write, then what are you doing in hiding for so long?"

Xiao Xiaosheng: "Of course it's to feel the atmosphere. If you don't go in, how will you know the real situation?"

When you write about corpses, you pretend to be mummies, Fang Yuan: "...Then what if you want to write about eunuchs in the future, come from the palace."

Xiao Xiaosheng looked at it with the eyes of a fool: "Master Fang, haven't you heard of the bone shrinking skill? You can shrink bones, and that bit of flesh is heavy, of course it's okay."

"You, you—" The man's most important dignity was provoked, and Hall Master Fang was furious: "Speak clearly! What is that bit of meat!"

Well, now everyone has given up using the same pen to speak common sense.

Anyway, there is no more suitable person at the moment, and a dead horse is a living horse doctor. This time Fang Fengfeng didn't leave, and stayed outside to respond, and Yu Yan didn't talk about his home court. It will make a home here, and there will definitely be a more powerful one.

Of course, he just kept this thought in his heart, and he would never let Shang Yingqiu know about it.

There are all the books in the world in Tianshu Pavilion, and many Mohist classics that have been lost in the world are recorded there, so it is not an exaggeration for Xiao Xiaosheng to say that he understands.

This time the journey went smoothly, after passing the secret passage, the front of him suddenly opened up, as far as the eyes could see was a chess game made of countless white jade floor tiles.

Linglong chess game, people as chess.

It takes a good step to untie this remnant chess board to pass safely, not to mention the many traps set under the chess board, as long as one wrong step is made, the fire dragon oil placed on the glazed tile above will fall instantly, and the fire oil will ignite when it meets the air, and it will instantly be able to dislodge it. Burn up the people above.

Several people stood on the vacant positions of the chessboard, Xiao Xiaosheng held the blueprint in his hand, and arranged it according to the instructions above: "Master Shang, take two steps to the left."

Yu Yan was behind, and his eyes naturally fell behind the young man.

Before coming down, Shang Yingqiu asked him what plans he had in the future, Yu Yan's plan... To tell the truth, he managed to get Shang Yingqiu away with his rebellion while he was leaving.

But of course he couldn't say it directly, so he just said vaguely, let's read it again, deliberately ignoring the gloomy silence in the young man's eyes.

It is definitely too late to instigate rebellion through words now.

In the chess game, only Shang Yingqiu and Fang Yuan are members of the Martial Arts League, and the pen envoys do not participate in the fights between the sects, and if there is a conflict, they will not get involved.

It's unrealistic to fight two against one, but if you go out, you can break them one by one...

"Palace Master Yu, please take a step back to the right."

Yu Yan collected his mind slightly, but as soon as he stepped back, he felt a slight strange feeling from the soles of his feet.

wrong--

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, the white jade brick under his feet disappeared suddenly, and he fell into the depths of darkness with the brick.

The author has something to say: There is no small theater today, I am really angry

I just received a reminder from my sister on Weibo that someone copied the entire text of this article, or Danmei changed the BG, and changed the name of the protagonist throughout the article

It's not your own, please don't touch it, it's meaningless to do this kind of thing