After the rebirth of the cannon fodder

Chu Zhaolin was so drunk that he fell on top of me, his tentacles almost embracing me.

However, like the meridians, the spiritual consciousness is the most private place for monks.Chu Zhaolin forcefully presses my meridians every day, but he still wants me to touch his spiritual consciousness, which is absolutely impossible.

Even if he believes that I won't mess around, I can't guarantee that with my meager cultivation, I won't cause trouble with trembling hands.

In the end, I was so burned that I threw away the tentacles, turned my face and said: "The Immortal is drunk."

The pile of tentacles behind him looked very sad, knotted as if weeping, the tumors underneath burst one after another, and the sticky and fishy spiritual water dripped all over my body.

This scene was supposed to be disgusting, but I stared at the tentacles for a while, and felt that the disgust and resistance in my heart when I first saw them had faded.

He even felt that getting along with them was easier than getting along with Chu Zhaolin.

At least when looking at them, I don't have to face my heart, don't have to think about those loves that I can't get, and I don't have to taste those pride or shame, shame and love and hate.

My eyes wandered.Chu Zhaolin probably found out, and asked me with a smile, "Where are you looking?"

I shake my head slightly.Chu Zhaolin didn't ask any further questions, just looked at me with the corners of his mouth raised, and laughed at himself for a while, "It's better to look at anywhere than to look at me, isn't it?"

"Eldest brother," he didn't wait for my answer, he suddenly leaned over and hugged me tightly, put his chin on my shoulder, and murmured, "Eldest brother..."

It's really drunk.

I had no choice but to push him away, but Chu Zhaolin stubbornly squeezed his tentacles into my meridians. Seeing my head covered in cold sweat and pain, he smiled and pointed at me:

"Qing Mohe snatched the body of the elder brother with me back then, and he didn't hesitate to put the evil spirit talisman into my consciousness."

"Elder brother, listen, that voice is that dog of the Fiendish Talisman."

Deep in the black mist, the roar of the beast came again.Chu Zhaolin made a booing gesture, listened quietly, and only said softly when the roaring sound was far away:

"It is said that this thing is a thing of the upper world, and no one in the world can defeat it. But I have been waiting, the elder brother is unparalleled in swordsmanship, as long as he can wait until the elder brother returns, he will definitely be able to wipe out all the evil spirits in the world."

"Eldest senior brother," he looked down at me, I was delirious from the pain, but I still saw my own appearance from the reflection in his pupils.

How embarrassing, such rapid and weak breathing, calm and dim eyes, the hands that used to hold the sword, can almost be described as pale and slender now, so fragile that they will break at any time.

I look at my hands and laugh.Chu Zhaolin just stared at my face and sighed for a while: "... Forget it."

How that night finally passed, I can't remember.What I can vaguely remember is that Chu Zhaolin held me in his arms like a child, but I broke away.Then he lowered his head, raised his chin and leaned towards me, but I also hurriedly avoided him.

Anyway, when I woke up the next day, the room was in a mess.Clearly Chu Zhaolin could tidy it up by hooking his fingers, but he didn't do it. He just walked past my window dressed neatly and glanced in casually.

I sat on the messy bed with my long hair disheveled, and was a little stiff from this look.He wanted to explain something, but Chu Zhaolin withdrew his eyes and went out surrounded by everyone.

I was dumbfounded for a moment, thinking that maybe it was because of me, what kind of divine sense and evil spirit talisman, since it is nonsense after drunk, I shouldn't take it to heart.

For example, like Chu Zhaolin, it would be fine to wake up the next day as if nothing had happened.

I sat for a while to figure it out, slowly got up and tidied up the room, and took advantage of Chu Zhaolin's absence to go out for a walk again.

There was no other place to go, and finally I went to Zangshuge.

Elder Xu was fine, and was taking a nap in an armchair by the bookcase.I have been involved once, I didn't want to disturb him, but Elder Xu sighed and called me: "Will you invite me up for a cup of tea?"

So I invited him upstairs.Elder Xu brought a small table up and put it under the window, and the two sat facing each other while making tea.

He came up and said, "You look thinner than last time."

Yes, I really didn't notice this.

I smiled at him apologetically: "I've troubled the elder." After a pause, I said cautiously, "I haven't apologized to the elder for what happened last time."

Mentioning this matter, Elder Xu was really unhappy.

"It's clear that Chu Zhaolin made a mistake, why do you apologize?" He snorted with a dark face, "I'll tell you, even though he has such a cultivation level, I'm half buried in the ground, so I'm not afraid of him. Dare Do it again, at worst, I will try my best not to, and I want to earn an explanation!"

I immediately blushed, and Elder Xu said again: "You too, tell me if you are bullied, you don't have to back down! I still don't believe it, there is no right and wrong in the world of immortal cultivation, he is the only one who can cover the sky with one hand!"

He slapped the table when he got angry, and I hurriedly reassured him and poured tea.After drinking a cup of tea, Elder Xu looked pale, but he took out a few pages and handed them to me: "Look."

I took it in astonishment, and before I opened it, I saw Elder Xu holding a cup of tea, and said leisurely, "I went to check, why Chu Zhaolin treats you so differently."

"It turns out that there was a sword cultivator disciple in the Chonghua School more than a hundred years ago. Chu Zhaolin had to call him Senior Brother when he was talking about it. This person was transformed into a god when he was young, and he used a spring sword to show his sharpness. ...It's a pity that he died hastily at Moxiu's hands later, and he can be regarded as God's jealousy."

"That disciple's name is Ye Wei, which happens to have the same name as yours." Elder Xu looked at me with complicated eyes, "I didn't find his portrait, but you probably look alike, so Chu Zhaolin mistook you for him."

"No, it can't be said to be a misidentification," Elder Xu thought about it, "It was deliberately looking for someone who looked like him to raise him by his side. Do you know what I mean? After all, everything happens for a reason, and I don't really value you as a person."

I choked for a long time and didn't know how to answer. I only held the few pieces of paper, and my expression was indescribable.

Elder Xu looked at me sympathetically: "Look, just these two or three pieces of paper are all that Chonghua Yewei can find—see who he is, so that you can wake up a little more."

I am sober, I thought dumbfoundedly, but when I looked at the thin pieces of paper in my hand, I suddenly felt embarrassed again.

Is this actually all of my last life?

Just a few words in such a light and thin...

I casually flipped through the pages, and finally couldn't help asking: "Since Cangming Immortal Venerable once had a senior brother, why hasn't anyone mentioned it for a hundred years?"

Although I asked this question, I actually knew the answer in my heart.

There are many answers, and the picky words are:

First of all, because I was only able to run amok with the buff of Zhonghua, it was inexplicably strong and unreasonable, in fact, I was killed by someone if I changed to another school;

Furthermore, because I have a bad personality, it’s okay to cause trouble by myself and bring bad luck to others. Everyone dares to be angry and dare not speak out. It’s good not to applaud me when I die, and I won’t mention it again;

Besides, Master has always liked Chu Zhaolin more. To be precise, there is no one in the world of cultivating immortals who does not appreciate Chu Zhaolin. The head of Baotan Sect even sighed in front of me. Door;

In my impression, except for Qing Mohe who never disliked me, the others more or less said a few words to me—oh no, even Qing Mohe called me a fool.

...Thinking about it this way, I would blame myself for failing in my previous life, but as cannon fodder, it doesn't have to be very successful.

I quickly adjusted, smiled and listened to Elder Xu answering me:

"Well, I don't know the specific reason. After all, I was still practicing in the mountains at that time. But in short, the world of cultivating immortals has always tacitly not mentioned this matter. This is indeed a fact."

I know it.

Elder Xu worried again: "I don't know if there is a secret in it, such as that senior betrayed the immortal sect? Otherwise, why didn't you mention it?"

"You must be careful, and you must not get involved and become a substitute for the dead." Elder Xu frowned, "Actually, in my opinion, you might as well leave in these two days, after all, Immortal Xuan Ye and others are coming soon It's time..."

"Who?" I interrupted in amazement.

"Xuanye Immortal Zun Nangong Yu of the Chonghua School," Elder Xu rolled his eyes at me, "There are also all the immortals of the Yunyang Sect, Xumi Sect, and Baotan Sect. Cang... After Chu Zhaolin found out about Changping Mountain The demon's breath is abnormal, maybe it's a certain demon general, maybe there are monsters involved. This is a big matter, so I called all the monks to support."

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感谢在2022-01-2623:29:34~2022-01-2721:22:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 cat girl;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of sworn to enter Daoshan; 1 bottle of Hengyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!