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After finally being fooled, Yan Luofan himself hadn't fully digested the information, so he insisted on exposing the matter with nonsense, and then sent his guilt-ridden cousin to inspect.

"Well, I have a clue."

Compared with Yan Chaoyu's sense of responsibility out of guilt, in the current situation, he actually pays more attention to Yin Ciyue's attitude.

It is clear enough that Yin Ciyue's cold face is doubting what is going on between him and Yan Chaoyu. On the surface, everyone is happy with the matter, but the point that people care about is actually:

Why does the protagonist care about who he is with?

Yan Luofan could only think of two answers at the moment: one was that he felt humiliated because of his basic possessiveness as the fiancée of the protagonist; A man who is bigger(?) than anyone else.

He shook his head to deny the second one, and the step shook accordingly.But to talk about the first point, the role of fiancee was really used in the novel. Later, out of the idea of ​​humiliating the down-and-out hero, she openly had ambiguities with other people. Yin Ciyue didn't even blink her eyes at that time.

Subconsciously refusing to think about it, Yan Luofan settled down to analyze the current situation. The most important task was actually to undo the spell of Weeping Yuan Lingjue.

This Lingjue can only be described in four words: endless troubles.

He returned to Lanxing Peak without hesitation, searched for Venerable Xingxi without stopping, and knocked twice on the door of the Qianxing Building on the top of the peak: "Master, can I ask you something?"

"Just come in." Venerable Xingxi's soft voice sounded, very lazy.

Yan Luofan pushed the door open and entered, and saw Venerable Xingxi casually tasting peach blossom wine, drenched in wine, obviously not far away was the imperial concubine's couch, so he was about to half-sit on the ground willfully.

Venerable Xingxi hooked his fingers, opened his misty drunken eyes, and waited for her little apprentice to approach and pinch the blood jade around his waist: "Tell me, it would be nice if he died a little later, at least let me know that we two Do people have friendship?"

She was so clear and transparent, her little apprentice was much more ruthless than she appeared on the surface.

She withdrew her hand, as if the gaffe just now was entirely an illusion, "Good apprentice, what is the important matter you have with Master, if you don't speak quickly, I will continue to drink."

Yan Luofan carefully chose his words. After all, it was the teacher's apprentice gift from Venerable Xingxi, and he couldn't resist too much, "It's this Weeping Mandarin Jue, Master. Is there a way to get rid of this? I heard that it punishes those who betray their Taoist companions. Backlash, a little uneasy."

Venerable Xingxi chuckled, "Of course there are. How could I deceive my apprentice? This is just for fun. If you really want to know how to get rid of it, just go to the Zhuanji Hall and look for it."

Yan Luofan thanked him for not disturbing him any longer, but before he left and closed the door, he couldn't help but said: "Master, don't drink too much, or you will have a headache tomorrow."

"Ah."

Venerable Xingxi looked at the closed palace door. She had heard someone persuade her to say the same thing, but unfortunately it was just a big dream in the end.

Yan Luofan passed by the Zhuanji Hall when he was brought on a tour, so he knew that it was not far from Lanxing Peak.He didn't waste any time, he was lazy and used many Yufeng Jue to rush there.Judging from Venerable Xingxi's tone, the solution will definitely not be difficult, which is good news.

With this in mind, he came to the Zhuanji Hall and asked straight to the point the disciple in charge of dust removal: "Senior brother, do you know where the bamboo slips about Weeping Mandarin Lingjue are kept?"

Originally, the disciple in charge was holding the fly whisk and perfunctory, and when he heard the inquiry, he complained impatiently, "You have to ask me all kinds of questions, why don't you just let me practice on your behalf...?"

As soon as he said the last word, his complaining expression disappeared, and he changed his face in an instant, and slapped his chest, "You are asking the right person. There is no book in the entire transfer hall that I don't know where I put it!"

The disciple in charge said seriously: "Say it again, I didn't hear clearly just now."

Yan Luofan retracted his hands, and didn't know what expression to put on, so he could only repeat seriously: "Weeping Yuan Lingjue."

The disciple in charge pointed to the left side of the two of them, smiling all over his face: "It's in the southernmost row. I'll take you there to find it. I like to help others the most."

At this moment, a young disciple of Face Health came over with bamboo slips in his arms, "Senior brother, I want to find "Chunsheng Baicao", do you know where it is?"

The disciple in charge was speechless, "Why are you so blind?"

The little disciple muttered: "I, I..."

"It's okay, Senior Brother, go and help him find it. I already know the location, and I can find it myself." After speaking, Yan Luofan didn't allow the disciple in charge to refuse, and immediately ran away without looking back after thanking him.

Some specific treasures will have their own books, but because there is usually only one such treasure, there are very few people who need to consult this book, and the bamboo slips in this door are often covered with a thick layer of dust No one cares.

It was not difficult to find Lingjue's bamboo slip. After all, it was the only red bamboo slip with less dust and placed on the top. It seemed that someone should have checked it not long ago, and this person was probably Venerable Xingxi.

Yan Luofan forcibly pulled back his thoughts, used the basic dust removal spell on the bamboo slips, and then placed the bamboo slips on the spiritual altar on his forehead, this is the fastest way to read classics.

The original intention of the maker of Weeping Yuanling Jue is embarrassing and extremely infatuated.

The maker's name is Huan Yuanyan, a well-known spiritual weapon blacksmith. She wanted to forge a spiritual weapon for Taoist companions who love martial arts and become obsessed with double cultivation. There is someone who just can't let go of an inexhaustible spiritual weapon when staying with her.

After Lingjue was created, she accidentally gained the ability to test her sincerity.Yuan Yan didn't think much about sending it away, but found that the whole body of the blood jade was crimson red, but there was only a red silk thread on the body of the Taoist couple.This meant that the couple didn't have the slightest sincerity towards her, and when the Taoist couple saw that the matter was exposed, they did not stop doing anything, and simply killed Yuan Yan.

Yuan Yan's blood was splashed on Lingjue, and she became infatuated with injustice, unwilling to let anyone who was unfaithful to her Taoist companion, so later generations named Lingjue Weeping Yuan.

However, no one can tell the truth about the rumors and anecdotes. Yan Luofan looked down at his transparent soul, and the only thing he could be sure of was that he really didn't have any feelings for a novel character, "It's just as it should be."

He was saying this to himself, and suddenly recalled the piece worn by Yin Ciyue, and the not-so-small red in his memory was even more glaring.

According to the words in the bamboo slips, the deeper the love, the larger the red area of ​​Lingjue, which shows that Yin Ciyue is not deeply affectionate towards him.

It's not too late.

Yan Luofan was holding the bamboo slips, using so much force that his fingertips turned white, and his restlessness was written on his face.

Thinking back from the moment the two met, he did do a lot of unnecessary things, whether it was staying outside the secret place and waiting for three days and two nights, or he had just made his debut in Yanwutai... He was not enough to be cruel on weekdays , it is not too much to act.

After thinking about it, I felt that I didn't do anything right. What kind of bastard is he to deceive the protagonist's feelings?Yan Luofan was so angry that he was about to hit his forehead with bamboo slips.

Close your eyes and tap——

Um?Did not hit.

Yan Luofan opened his eyes, the bamboo slip was stopped by a white and slender hand, he followed his arm to see who was in front of him, he subconsciously took half a step back to open the distance, took advantage of the opportunity to hide the bamboo slip behind him, his eyes stared like a cat: "You When did you come here?"

Yin Ciyue could see the defensive posture clearly. He retracted his hands and lowered his eyebrows, his face seemed to be covered with ice, but he still replied obediently: "When you are about to knock my hair out."

Yan Luofan: "..."

That's not how it was said, and it would be embarrassing to be pointed out directly.

He turned his hands away and folded the hidden bamboo slips again and again, lifting his chin, "Continue to do your work."

"What are you looking at?" Yin Ciyue moved her eyes down, and asked straightforwardly, completely ignorant of concealment, which meant unwillingness to answer.

If it were normal, Yan Luofan might be able to confidently say 'it has nothing to do with you', but he felt that he had done something wrong and was guilty, so he really took out the bamboo slips and shook them twice, "Just take a look."

He also relied on the fact that the characters on these ancient law books were all ghostly drawn symbols, and he didn't need a spiritual platform to detect them, even if he was under his nose, he couldn't understand them.

It's a pity that he miscalculated this time, because the operation he carried on the hand-rolled bamboo slips before changed the page from boring text to vivid and vivid pictures - looking carefully, it can be seen that two small people with red fruits are entangled Together!

Yin Ciyue saw it clearly, and a thin layer of red appeared on her face, which was always as cold as ice. She squeezed out a "hmm" from her throat, and then stuttered: "You, you continue to watch..."

Really turned around and left.

Yan Luofan looked down at the two villains, then raised his head to stare at Yin Ciyue's red-stained ears, suddenly feeling confused as to whether he should explain it or not.

He read the classics correctly, is this about Weeping Yuan Lingjue?

Since the purpose of coming here has not been answered, Yan Luofan could only continue to read the bamboo slips that looked like hot potatoes, and stood silently in the corner, touching his face with his free hands and found that it was too hot.

It turned out that the person who compiled the classics was very considerate, knowing that those who hold the weeping mandarin duck are keen on double cultivation, so they also attached a series of double cultivation postures in the free space.

Do more!

This is the first time Yan Luofan wants to hit someone, don't let him meet this book editor!

He folded to the end in one breath, and finally saw the method of weeping Yuan Lingjue to terminate the contract, but unfortunately there were only a few large characters on it: just need to cultivate beyond Yuan Yan and reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Yan Luofan: Alright, there is no hope.

He put a blank face, and in order to prevent Yin Ciyue from turning around to check, he put the bamboo slips in other hidden places before leaving.

After all, this is not the only way.

However, Yan Luofan didn't expect it. Not long after he left, the perfunctory senior brother in charge, in order to prove that he was really willing to help others, spent a long time looking for the face-to-face disciple, and happened to come across the bamboo slips he carefully hid. , "Weeping Yuan Lingjue, why are you here? Didn't you find the beautiful little junior sister just now?"

You don't think he's lying, do you?

And Yin Ciyue just came to look for the classics about Tian Nanyu, passing by and saw the familiar crimson bamboo slip, "She has left, I will put the bamboo slip back to its original place."

The senior brother in charge hesitated for a moment: "Okay." Finally, he handed over the bamboo slips.

Yin Ciyue saw the four characters "Weeping Yuan Lingjue" written in cinnabar on the cover of the bamboo slips, and couldn't say anything for a while, so she put the bamboo slips between her foreheads.

The author has something to say:

Pay attention to one movement, Luoluo is too embarrassed to look carefully at those villains with bare fruits hhh