[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

However, before he was afraid for a long time, he saw Si Weiyuan's eyes suddenly became soft and obedient.

But not to him, but to the man next to him.

Looking back, Lin Moyu also looked at Si Weiyuan with a cold face.

Mr. Heng An couldn't help but think of the saying that one thing falls one thing.

Under Lin Moyu's constant gaze, Si Weiyuan lay on the table with his arms under his head as if he suddenly lost his temper.

Only then did Lin Moyu look away, and muttered: "I learned to be sarcastic at a young age, I don't know if I sing well or not? Really..."

Si Weiyuan was speechless: "..."

"Hey, you're wrong..." Jun Heng raised his hand subconsciously to put it on Lin Moyu's shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

Thinking of something, he raised his hand halfway, then took it back, and said politely: "Children's words are often the most true, and children can't lie. Since he said that, it means that he really thinks it sounds good in his heart." .”

Lin Moyu glanced at him: "Then why do you like to listen to my singing?"

Mr. Hengan expressed his position: "I really like it. I have never heard such a unique song. Although you sing badly, the song is very nice. Don't raise your human problem to the song..."

"..." Is this a compliment or a detriment to him?

Seeing that Lin Moyu's expression was gradually displeased, Mr. Heng An changed his words in time: "I mean, you get used to it after listening to it, and the ugly sound has become a different kind of pleasant sound. I just like your ugly voice."

Si Weiyuan shook his head, regretting that he spoke slowly.

Everything he wanted to say was said by this man.

Lin Moyu said hehe, "You really have unique taste."

Hengan Jun returned to the topic: "So, sing?"

Lin Moyu hesitated and said, "This, wait for me to brew it..."

He sang it last night to be funny on purpose, fearless to die.

Today, he was a little embarrassed to sing the Eight Classics in front of people.

But looking forward to the real reaction of the two of them listening to their singing, they are eager to try.

"Then I sing?"

Mr. Heng An hurriedly poured himself a glass of wine, and looked at him expectantly: "Okay, sing!"

Clearing his throat, he lost his tune as soon as he opened his mouth.

And he didn't know it himself.

Since Hengan Jun and Si Weiyuan had never heard modern songs, they thought that the tune was like this.

But later, as Lin Moyu's voice fluctuated up and down, and kept breaking, they gradually realized that something was wrong...

Not only did they feel that something was wrong, but the system that lived in Lin Moyu's sea of ​​consciousness was devastated by it.

The system got angry after many times of persuasion to no avail, "Can you stop singing? Not a single word is in tune, it's too ugly!"

It refused to sing, but Lin Moyu insisted on singing, and he sang even louder.

The system couldn't bear it anymore and turned on the sleep mode.

Just listening to a mechanical "sleep mode on" sound in my head, the system disappeared.

Lin Moyu ignored it and sang on his own.

Sing it up, and a high-pitched high-pitched sound breaks through the sky.

Jun Heng An couldn't hold back a sip of wine, pointed at him and laughed loudly: "You are too..."

But as soon as he caught sight of Si Weiyuan's cold gaze on the opposite side, he trembled all over, and the laughter immediately stuck in his throat.

Lin Moyu stopped talking, and returned to his seat angrily: "Why are you laughing? Sing, you may sing worse than me."

Heng An Jun immediately declined: "Yes, you are right, so I will not make a fool of myself."

Seeing that he was scared, Lin Moyu snorted and said with a smile: "If you don't sing, I will tell him what you said bad things about Xuanzun."

"..."

The man can bend and stretch, and when he puts down the wine glass, he is domineering and submissive: "Then I will sing."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he almost sent Lin Moyu away.

I don't know what's going on with this person, but he usually speaks Mandarin, which is quite standard.And the timbre is also good, the standard pretty voice.

I don't know why singing has completely changed, flat tongue, side nasal sound, and front and back nasal sounds are suddenly indistinguishable.With a strange tone, the handsome guy's filter instantly shattered, which sounded very funny.

Lin Moyu laughed so hard that he didn't give Mr. Hengan any face.

Mr. Heng An gradually stopped singing, and poured a glass of wine depressed: "I won't sing anymore."

Having no fun, Lin Moyu cast his eyes on Si Weiyuan again.

"My dear student, can you also sing a song for my teacher?"

Si Weiyuan shook his head.

Lin Moyu took away the chicken leg in front of him.

"If you don't sing, I won't give you chicken legs."

Si Weiyuan glanced at the drumstick disinterestedly: "Eat it."

Lin Moyu took a deep breath, repeated his old trick, looked at him with a straight face, and didn't say a word.

Unable to withstand his silent oppression, Si Weiyuan reluctantly said: "But I won't..."

"That's okay, then I'll teach you, sing along with me..."

"..."

After a stick of incense, everyone looked forward to Si Weiyuan's performance.

In fact, Si Weiyuan was born with an excellent sense of music, in today's words, he has an absolute sense of pitch, and he has an excellent control over music.

However, when he spoke, he deliberately changed the tone of each word to something else, creating an appearance that he was even more tone-deaf than Lin Moyu.

Sure enough, Lin Moyu laughed unceremoniously when he heard him sing, laughing happier than before.

"You, why do you sing worse than me? Hahaha!"

Seeing Lin Moyu laughing out loud, Si Weiyuan was relieved.

He did this to not steal Lin Moyu's limelight and to make him laugh.

It seems that his goal has been achieved.

After laughing enough, Lin Moyu began to eat meat and drink heavily again.

Clink glasses with Heng Anjun constantly, chat and gossip, talk about everything.

When he was drunk, he complained about Si Weiyuan again in front of Heng An Jun.

Tell Mr. Hengan all the bad things he did in the past.

Although Mr. Heng An was also drunk, he was very cautious in speaking, he didn't dare to go along with him complaining about Si Weiyuan, but praised Si Weiyuan for his kindness.

"Don't say that, he did it because he was worried about your safety. Who made you run around all the time?"

"What's the matter with you, you? How do you speak for him? Hiccup..."

"I didn't speak for him. Si Xianzun is actually very kind to you, hiccup... last time Xuanzun asked you to go to Si Xianzun to ask for a map and a magic weapon, and he will give it to you without saying a word. Don't Not to mention, just based on this, he is really kind to you."

Lin Moyu raised his cup with a smile: "Don't, don't talk about it, you only see his appearance, but he is actually bad, really bad..."

"You are still young, you don't understand. The Immortal Venerable has lived for tens of thousands of years, so he must have thought more than you. No, no matter what, he must be doing it for your own good..."

Lin Moyu staggered up with the wine glass in his hand, splashed a glass on Mr. Heng An's face in a daze, and giggled: "You have been brainwashed, you all have brain problems..."

Heng An Jun wiped his face, fell on the table, and looked at Lin Moyu in a daze.

Lin Moyu swayed on the spot a few times, threw the wine glass away, laughed a few times, and said insanely, "Stop talking about that, I'm going to dance street dance!" Then he squatted down on the ground and performed Thomas full spin.

Spinning and spinning, he lay twisted on the ground and fell asleep.

After making sure that they were both asleep, Si Weiyuan returned to his original body, took Mr. Heng An's collar to the door and threw him out.

Then he went back to the house and picked Lin Moyu up, took off his shoes and put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

After finishing all this, Si Weiyuan sighed and went back to his bed...

The next day, Lin Moyu woke up with a splitting headache and looked at himself on the bed, completely unable to remember what happened last night.

Who put him on the bed?Mr. Hengan?

Looking at the small body sleeping peacefully on the other bed, I thought to myself that it couldn't be him...

After waking up for a while, he got out of bed and woke Si Weiyuan up, and together they took the remaining chicken legs on the table to the fire to roast for breakfast.

After eating, Lin Moyu took Si Weiyuan to be a demon again.

But his target this time is none other than Xuan Zun himself.

After finding Xuanzun's whereabouts, the two sneaked behind him.

Xuanzun had discovered them a long time ago, but he was too lazy to take care of them, so he kept ignoring them.

Unexpectedly, the two of them would follow him wherever he went, lingering around, which made him somewhat uncomfortable.

So he stopped and turned around to ask what they were going to do, but he didn't expect Lin Moyu to flash in front of him as soon as he turned around, which startled him.

Xuanzun stepped back and glared at them both: "What are you doing?"

Lin Moyu said: "Xuanzun, we are here to discuss with you about letting us go down the mountain."

Xuanzun glanced at him, shook his sleeves, turned around, and strode away: "Don't talk about it!"

"..."

This time it didn't work, Lin Moyu made persistent efforts.

The next day, he followed Xuanzun to a mountain hot spring.

When the other party entered the spring and leaned against the bank to relax, Lin Moyu rushed out of the dark and jumped into the spring with Si Weiyuan in his arms, scaring Xuanzun into a fright.

Xuanzun looked at them in surprise and anger: "Who let you in? Get out!"

Lin Moyu and Si Weiyuan swam towards him: "Excuse me for disturbing Xuanzun, we are here to discuss with you about going down the mountain."

Xuanzun looked at them with disgust: "Don't come here!"

The two turned a deaf ear.

Due to various reasons, Xuanzun couldn't hurt them directly, so he could only move his position, and when he went ashore, he instantly put on a robe and left the field angrily.

At night, when he was sleeping, he felt someone calling him beside him.

He opened his eyes and saw one big and one small squatting beside his bed, their dark eyes were staring straight at him, shining brightly in the darkness.

"Xuanzun, let us go down the mountain, you think again?"

Xuanzun took a deep breath, his hairs standing on end.

Even though he is a god, no one can resist waking up in the middle of the night to see two people squatting beside the bed.

"Get out!" So he waved the two of them out of the hall in a panic.

From then on, Xuanzun would see Lin Moyu and Si Weiyuan all the time.

Because of their inseparable, elusive presence, he managed to cast a shadow over it.

One day he couldn't bear it anymore, he ordered the two to pack up their things and leave, and sent someone to take them to the gate of Jingzhou Xianfu.

During the discussion, regarding their departure, he explained to the immortals in this way: "Since Lin Moyu's master and apprentice have behaved pervertedly, maliciously destroying the peace of my fairy mountain, stealing fairy chickens, catching fairy geese, and destroying my property. Get rid of the two scourges, and return my fairy mountain to peace."

"Xuanzun is wise!"