I'll be the villain. [Putting through the book]

"What did you say?" Yu Lusheng was afraid that he had misheard, so he hurriedly asked the young master of the Luo family.

He has a sword, how can he double cultivate with Shen Zhuo?

"Oh? Could it be that I misunderstood." Luo Yusheng stopped at the door, with a smile on his face, and he seemed to be very friendly.

Shen Zhuo Fuyu Lu stood up, and then straightened his robe.After doing all this well, he looked at Luo Yusheng, and his voice was a little cold: "Is there something wrong?"

"I heard that my cousin is here, so I want to come to see you. Since you are not..." Luo Yusheng smiled and asked, "Can I come in?"

Luo Yusheng acted very easy-going, as if he and Shen Zhuo were relatives, neither close nor distant.

But Shen Zhuo had no superfluous expression on his face, and his tone was very cold, "If you have something to say, tell me, you look at the dilapidated house yourself, can it accommodate three people?"

"I'm sorry." Luo Yusheng glanced at the cramped guest room, turned his eyes away a little uncomfortable, and said after a while: "Since my father retreated, my brother is so ridiculous. I have been in the Qizong all year round, and I can't stop it. Today, I also want to Tell my cousin that although my yard is remote, there are still two guest rooms, if my cousin doesn't mind..."

"No need." Faced with Luo Yusheng's flattery, Shen Zhuo didn't loosen his expression, "You know what I'm here for."

"Ah, sorry to bother you." Luo Yusheng made a farewell ceremony, turned and left without saying anything more.

It's really just to take a look.

Yu Lu looked at Luo Yusheng's back, and thought: It's not quite the same as his brother.

Mingming had just reminded Lin Wuyi to avoid contacting them in the firewood room, but now he offered to be courteous.

To put it bluntly, it is a song with exquisite meaning, pointing out the best way for the male protagonist, so that he can have a better life in Yijiange.But to put it bluntly, flattery is nothing more than that.

Thinking about the characters in the novel, Yu Lu didn't think too badly of the male protagonist "good friend", but felt that his thoughts were much deeper than that of the young pavilion master.

But having brains and understanding current affairs are not the criteria for judging a person's quality.

"Come in." Shen Zhuo walked into the room, his tone softened.Facing Yu Lu, he has always been very gentle.But it can be heard that he is not in a good mood now.

Every time he saw the Luo family, Shen Zhuo's emotions would fluctuate. Even if he practiced the way of ruthlessness since childhood, he still couldn't restrain himself.He has stepped on Yijiange for more than 200 years, but the more time passed, the more he understood that what he wanted to do was far from that.

Yu Lu walked into the house, seeing that Shen Zhuo was preoccupied, so he suppressed the question of double cultivation.

In the setting of the novel, there is no restriction on dual cultivation for monks who practice the path of passion.

What about ruthless way?Yu Lu couldn't remember for a moment.

If you want to blame, blame the author for being too restrained, the whole text is clear, and the issue of double cultivation is not clearly written at all.

Shen Zhuo closed the door and stood against the wall.

The creaking sound of closing the door brought Yu Lu back from his thoughts.He looked at Shen Zhuo, thought for a while, and said softly: "Don't think too much. No matter whether this family treats you well or badly, the grievances and resentments between them will never be eliminated."

"You're right." Shen Zhuo nodded slightly, feeling better, and said lightly, "I just feel...disgusted. Even though Luo Yusheng was young, he didn't know anything about those things back then. I can see that I still feel disgusted when I see him .”

"That's not your problem. It's just human nature." Yu Lu thought for a while, and said seriously: "Although you are about to knock on the gate of heaven, you are just a mortal monk after all. The ruthless way is just a way to cultivate immortals. It’s not that you can be severing love and desire after entering the Tao, otherwise what else would you cultivate?”

What Yu Lu said was not a wise opinion.But after arriving at Yijiange, Shen Zhuo's mood fluctuated greatly, and only by staying with Yu Lu could he calm down.Most likely, this is the fetter of the sword spirit to the sword master.Born according to his wishes, will also share all his emotions.

"Is there anything to eat?" The sun was setting and it was time for dinner.Shen Zhuo suddenly felt "hungry", and especially wanted to eat the food made by Yu Lu.

Fireworks in the world can heal too many unsatisfactory feelings.

"Eat? Yes!" Yu Lu hurriedly took out preserved fruit, jerky, dry food and sweet water from the storage ring...

While taking it, he said: "I was afraid that Yi Jiange would not eat anything, so I made a lot of snacks in advance. They are all delicious. You must try this jerky, it is very fragrant."

In the end, Yu Lu was stunned holding a hand full of snacks.

He looked around, wondering: "Fuck, I didn't bring a table, there is no place to put these good things!"

"Yi Jiange is too screwed up. I have seen so many small... scripts, and I have never seen such a sect that doesn't know the general idea."

While cursing, Yu Lu looked for something to hold the food.

Shen Zhuo finally laughed.He casually threw a cleaning spell at himself, then kicked off his shoes, and sat cross-legged on the bed.He shook the hem of his clothes, and then used his aura to condense out a large tray.Shen Zhuo dragged the tray with both hands and placed it between his legs.

"Come on, put it on a plate."

"Aura can still be used like this, I've seen it." Yu Lu put all the snacks in his hand on the plate.

The dried fruit fell with a splash, and collided with the plate formed by the aura, making a slight sound.

Finally freeing his hands, Yu Lu quickly fed himself two preserved fruits.

The sweet and sour preserved fruit melted into his mouth, which stimulated his appetite, and Yu Lu was instantly satisfied.

"Cough cough." Shen Zhuo coughed lightly twice.

Yu Lu looked around and saw that Shen Zhuo was holding the tray with both hands to keep his balance, as if he couldn't eat by himself.

Yu Lu sat down next to Shen Zhuo, and fed him a piece of dried meat.

The jerky was rolled into the mouth, and the sound of chewing came from behind.

Yu Lu leaned against Shen Zhuo's side, put the back of his head on his shoulder, and asked, "Is it fragrant?"

Shen Zhuo always eats slowly, like a tasteful eater.After a while, I heard him say: "Well, it smells good."

Yu Lu laughed, and stuffed Shen Zhuo with two more candied fruits, "This one is made of plums. I picked the core. It tastes sour and sweet."

Dried fruit is not as big as jerky, so it is inevitable to touch the lips and tongue when feeding.

Warm and soft.

Like everyone in this world, Master Jian's lips are warm and soft.

Thinking of this, Yu Lu couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you. I just wore it...ah no, when you were born, you didn't eat what I made, and you didn't let me into your house."

When Yu Lu first wore it.Shen Zhuoli and the snake demon were injured, and the two stayed in the human town for a while.

During that time, in order to prevent Shen Zhuo from practicing, besides delivering food to Shen Zhuo, he would go to make trouble with Shen Zhuo at night every day.

Because there is plenty of aura at night, the practice of receiving qi is twice the result with half the effort.Yu Lu was afraid of death, so naturally he would not let Shen Zhuo practice.

But Shen Zhuo always shut him out and refused to eat a single bite of his food.

At that time, Shen Zhuo was injured, and practicing could make the injury heal faster.

Yu Lu knew about this setting, but he was too scared.If Shen Zhuo's injury is healed and he ascends to break through, wouldn't he have to live?

So, he tried all kinds of means and tried every means, just to stop Shen Zhuo from practicing.

But Shen Zhuo's attitude was very tough.Although he never reprimanded him, nor would he forcibly control him, but he would set up a spiritual barrier so that Yu Lu could not get close to him.

When did this relationship pattern start to change?

Yu Lu thought for a while, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

It was probably when Shen Zhuo recovered from his injuries and was about to return to Taodu.

When Yu Lu heard the news, his mind was buzzing, and he felt that he was going to die soon.In addition, at night, he brought food and knocked on Shen Zhuo's door, but Shen Zhuo refused to open it for him.He was startled and frightened, and burst into tears on the spot.

Thinking that before he passed the college entrance examination, he had just passed the life hurdle of the college entrance examination, and was about to go to the wonderful university life, but he burped because of a novel.

After wearing the book, there is no golden finger, no bright future, only the ignorant sword master and the unknown time of death.

despair.Crying became the only vent.

At that time, everyone in the inn was alarmed by Yu Lu, thinking that something serious had happened.

In the small guest room of Yijiange, the luminous beads shimmered.Shen Zhuo also remembered the days when the two stayed in the mortal world.

He raised the corner of his mouth and said softly: "At that time, you were just born, and I was a little overwhelmed. It was my fault for ignoring you."

That day when he was practicing in his room, he suddenly heard his sword spirit crying.

Shen Zhuo was startled, and quickly opened the door for him.

The door opened, but the sword spirit didn't intend to come in, but cried even harder.

Shen Zhuo panicked, and coaxed the crying sword spirit out of breath into the room with a good voice.

After entering the house, Yu Lu was still crying.

Shen Zhuo didn't know what happened, so he coaxed for a long time until his mouth became dry.He picked up the bowl of soup in his hand and took a big gulp.

Yu Lu stopped crying immediately, looked at him in surprise, and asked hoarsely, "Is it good?"

Shen Zhuo drank in a hurry and didn't taste it.In order to answer Yu Lu, he took another sip.

I don't know what kind of soup it is, it's very rich and fragrant, after one sip, it makes people want to drink a second sip.

That was the first time Shen Zhuo knew what appetite was.

He looked at his sword spirit and said seriously: "It's delicious."

"I knew it, the chicken soup I stewed is the best in the world. It's a pity that you don't know what's good!" Yu Lu was pleasantly surprised at first, and then scolded him, still in words that Shen Zhuo couldn't quite understand.

But there was one sentence that Shen Zhuo understood.

His sword spirit looked at him, and said faintly: "You only think about cultivation all day long, do you want me to die!"

When a sword spirit is born, its spiritual consciousness is extremely unstable, without the company of the sword master, it is indeed easy to fall silent and dissipate.

But Shen Zhuo never thought that way.

He practiced the way of ruthlessness, except for his extremely strong hatred for Yi Jiange, he had no other superfluous feelings.

Family and friendship are all vain to him, and on the day he ascends to the Heavenly Gate, all the mortal friendships will disappear like smoke and dust.

Only the sword spirit will accompany him, always with him.

But as the sword master, he actually ignored him when the sword spirit needed him the most.

Although he was injured and needed recuperation.Although he was poisoned by the snake and needs detoxification.

But this is not a reason to ignore Sword Spirit.The newborn sword spirit is very fragile, he should have accompanied him, educated him, let him quickly familiarize himself with the world, and become a qualified sword spirit.

But he couldn't.

He allowed the sword spirit to grow freely, but forgot that this is not in the fairy mansion, but in the world.

In the inn for two months, his sword spirit was absorbed by his ears and eyes, and he learned a whole body of cooking skills.

In order to win his attention, his sword spirit actually cooks for him and prepares three meals a day for him.

This is not what the sword spirit should do.Spirits are the purest existences in the world, and they shouldn't be contaminated with mundane things, but Shen Zhuo dared not say these words to his own sword spirit.

His sword spirit became like this because of him.

Shen Zhuo was very guilty, and immediately promised his sword spirit that he would not ignore him again in the future.

But what has happened, even the gods can't change it.

Since then, his sword spirit has completely hated cultivation, and only likes to delve into cooking skills, and... groping into his room at night, clamoring for him to sleep.

Although it was absurd, he felt very at ease when he could see his sword spirit when he turned his head.

The road to the sky is long and boundless, and the past 400 years have been deserted after all.

Yu Lu was full, rolled on the bed, and lay on the inner side of the bed.

He raised his feet and chatted with Shen Zhuo.

He talked about the production process of jerky and preserved fruit for a while, and then said that he wanted to go back to Taodu.

"I don't know if Xiao Xueting sent someone to feed my chickens."

"Shen Zhuo, after we return to Taodu, we will dig a pond near Broken Sword Pavilion, raise some fish, and plant some lotus roots..."

"The peach trees are all dead, so why don't you plant something else. I don't know if you have tropical fruits here. I don't like peaches, but I like durians and mangoes... They can make cakes. Do you know cakes? Surely not...but it's sweet."

While talking, Yu Lu fell into a semi-sleep state, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he said everything outside.

Shen Zhuo chewed the preserved fruit and listened quietly.Although I don't understand it, it doesn't matter.It's like he knew early on that his sword spirit was different from others'.

But, it doesn't matter.

Yu Lu's breathing gradually stabilized, Shen Zhuo put away the unfinished snacks, and put his sword spirit's upturned feet flat.

Suddenly, Yu Lu turned over.

"Shen Zhuo."

"Ok?"

Yu Lu closed his eyes, and asked in a daze, "Can you and I also practice dual cultivation?"

Shen Zhuo was taken aback, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while he said: "You are still young, don't think about these things."

"Then you are too good."

"Swords can dare the sun."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Maybe he should teach his sword spirit not to talk in sleep.

The author has something to say:

Shan: Suddenly, Gong looks like an old father.

Shen Zhuo: No, I'm just a straight man over 400 years old.