I heard that you are my son's father

Qi Yan leaned against the pillow, watching him come back, slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Lu Qingyu lowered his eyebrows, and took out the title deed from the cabinet: "I'm not the person you're looking for, this sect you...you can go back on your word at any time."

Everyone has amnesia, and it’s normal not to admit it. Let’s think about it in the long run. Qi Yan knocked on the land deed with a fan bone: “I don’t need this money, so I bought it when I bought it. I think this place is very comfortable.”

Lu Qingyu thanked him softly, put down the title deed, turned and walked out.

The banquet called to stop the person: "Where have you been the past few days? Don't you come back so late to rest? What are you going out for?"

The other party said lightly: "I went out to slay the demon, and I haven't finished my evening class today, so I need to make up."

"Wait." Qi Yan was startled when he heard this.

The other party looked back at the door and held the mahogany sword tightly: "What else does the suzerain have to say?"

"Are you going out... to subdue a demon?" Qi Yan squinted at him, "What kind of demon?"

"A...fox demon." Lu Qingyu's words flickered, "I didn't catch it."

"Call me from the demons in the future." Qi Yan frowned, descending on my race, you really are not friends who don't get together.

Lu Qingyu nodded, and was about to go out again.

Qi Yan called him again: "It's better not to go to evening class, you come in after I fall asleep, I will wake up again."

"I'll just rest in the main hall and won't come back at night."

"Then why bother, I'm the one who occupied your room, let's settle for one night first, and I'll move upstairs tomorrow."

Lu Qingyu still refused to listen, simply refused to respond, and continued to walk outside.

But that figure didn't go out, swayed twice by the door, and suddenly fell backwards.

Qi Yan waved his sleeves and embraced him, seeing that his eyes were closed tightly, he cried for a long time without answering, and after putting him on the bed, he took a closer look, his blood was exhausted, he must have been injured by evil spirits.

He didn't notice it just now, but when he looked closely, there was a dark red gleam on his abdomen, which was a demonic aura that only he could see. He immediately unbuttoned his clothes and saw that the inner layer of his clothes was stained with blood.

Pulling it apart again, I saw that the abdomen had been simply bandaged, with a few turns of white gauze wrapped around it, which was soaked in blood.

Raising his hand to break off the gauze, the bright red wound appeared on his face, and his pupils tightened.

It was a scratch mark, seven claw marks.

A pale yellow light faintly ignited from the tip of his finger, slowly touched the wound, and drew a summons in the void, asking some questions.

The bloodstains faded away, and the wound healed slowly, but his gaze was slightly cold: "This is not a fox demon, but a seven-clawed falcon. Why did he lie to me?"

Xiao Jinchui said: "He is probably hostile to you, it's normal not to tell the truth."

"what should I do?"

"Well... just get his favor as soon as possible, and let him get rid of his prejudice."

"I gave him a golden roof, but he doesn't seem to respond, what else should I do?"

Little Golden Hammer pondered for a while: "Not everyone is blinded by money. Before I came here, I watched TV every day. I have seen a lot of protagonists, but they don't like the kind of rich man. In their eyes, money is dung. You give it to him." Money is tantamount to humiliating him."

"So that's the case." Qi Yan frowned, "Did I go the wrong way?"

But he has nothing but money.

Little Golden Hammer: "What this kind of protagonist needs is not money, but true affection. As the saying goes, if you have affection, drink enough water."

"If you only drink water, you will starve to death sooner or later."

"This one……"

"What's more, I don't remember how I fell in love with him three years ago, and I can't do it if I want to imitate it again."

"The emotions I watched on TV all have patterns and routines. They seem to be similar. You don't have to imitate the past. You can learn from any love story book that is widely circulated." Xiao Jinhammer walked around the room, Coincidentally, I saw a book under the table.

The title page is called "Kissing the Little Bamboo Horse", and it jumps on the book: "This name must be a sweet text, my lord, you rarely come to the human world. The encounter by fate three years ago is a thing of the past. Now let you rely on your own I'm afraid that in the next life, the Taoist leader won't admit that he has something to do with you, so it's better to learn from this and just follow the gourd."

Praying for the banquet, he asked, "Does my Taoist partner still read idle books?"

"Ah?" Little Golden Hammer finally came to his senses, and was puzzled for a while, "That's right, that's just right, it means he's not as lonely as he imagined."

At this time, there was also a response in the summons, and a voice said respectfully: "My lord, I checked the notice, and there are two fox demons. The reason for going to the human world is to repay the favor. The deadline is 50 years. They are currently accompanying the scholar and have not provoked any trouble." Exactly, there is a seven-clawed falcon, and it is a ultimatum for a ten-year period, uh... The subordinate has neglected his duty, and just found out that this seven-clawed falcon is dead."

The ultimatum has a time limit. After the time limit, the function of hiding the evil spirit will become invalid, and it needs to be replaced. If you violate the rules and cause trouble, it will expire even before the time limit. If you are caught by the human world, you will be responsible for life or death.

"died?"

"Yes, in the human world, the demonic nature was not under control. The body was found to injure people, and was stabbed to death by a sword with a seal.

"Stabbed to death?" Qi Yan squinted at Lu Qingyu, "You lied to me that it was a fox demon, and that you didn't catch it?"

In the human world, if you don't control the demon nature, and hurt people regardless of right and wrong, according to the rules of the demon clan, it is a dead end. It is not innocent to be beaten to death by a human cultivator, but most of the time, Qiyan prefers to be cleaned up by his demon clan himself.

"It seems that he is really prejudiced against you." Little Jin Chui said.

The wounds of the people around him were almost healed, so Qi Yan helped him cover the bedding and looked at him with his arms propped up.

The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the coldness in the deep sleep is less, and it is more clear.

He smiled: "My Taoist companion looks good."

Little Golden Hammer casually agreed, and muttered: "That's not true, the little guy said, both of his fathers are very good-looking, but it's a pity that this one was a big devil in the last life, I hope this time it can change."

"What did you say?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Little Golden Hammer waved his hands again and again, "I didn't say anything."

He didn't ask any more questions about the banquet, and he also lay down on his side with the breeze and bright moon, and flipped through the scriptures.

"Kissing the Little Bamboo Horse" is about a young master suffering from a rare disease, unable to go out, and has no playmates. He meets a little beggar by chance, and the two hit it off right away. They trusted each other and supported each other in various crises. Later, the beggars became prosperous and wealthy, and the young master also became a great scholar in the world.

He spent the middle of the night reading through the storybook, and closed his eyes when it was about to dawn.

The morning light shone through the window lattice, and he was sleeping peacefully, when suddenly there was a gust of wind, he opened his eyes suddenly reflexively, and grabbed the fist that was swinging towards him: "What are you doing?"

Lu Qingyu was taught a lesson last night, so he didn't dare to throw another punch, he broke free from the restraints and got off the bed, frantically gathered his clothes, and searched for his sword, but couldn't find it after searching for a while.

Qi Yan handed over the sword: "I put it away for you."

Lu Qingyu hurriedly took it over, and immediately unsheathed the blade and pressed it on his neck: "You untie my clothes?"

Qi Yan frowned: "What do you think if you don't understand?"

The pupils of the person in front of him suddenly dilated, and the blade moved closer.

Qi Yan raised two fingers between them, very helpless: "Are you addicted to drawing a sword?"

I'm so tired, I really want to break his sword.

This movement woke up the other disciples, and several people rushed over one after another. As soon as they entered the door, they saw their senior brother pointing a sword at the new suzerain, they were frightened, and hurried forward to dissuade:

"Brother is back, you don't know the new suzerain yet, let me introduce you..."

"Brother, thanks to the suzerain yesterday, he is very good, he said that he would renovate the sect for us, and he did not force us to learn lessons..."

"Brother, he is our benefactor."

"Brother..."

Lu Qingyu's ears were full of chatter, his sword had been pressed down by someone, and it was hanging weakly on his hand. When he woke up early in the morning, his clothes were not straightened, probably due to blood loss, his body was very weak, and he stood swaying. Amidst the noise, his gaze swept over several people, his eyes darkened, and he walked out slowly with his sword in hand.

There was silence in the room.

Qi Yan looked around and broke the silence: "Aren't you going to buy a bed today? Hurry up, if you still need anything, buy it yourself." He took out a bag of gold bumps from his sleeve, a heavy bag, and shook it. Dongdong, "The money is not allowed to come back until it is spent."

They were stunned for a while, and hurriedly went out to do it, leaving Wan Xiaoyuan to prepare breakfast.

The little junior sister came back not long after running out, glanced at the table, picked up the story book: "The book I gave to the senior brother, he used it as a table foot, hmph, I won't give it to him."

Banquet: "Sure enough, my Taoist companion doesn't know how to read."

Lu Qingyu stood alone by the vegetable field outside the back door, his clothes were blown away, he pulled it, bowed his head, and gave his hands a pause, only to find that the wound on his body had been bandaged again. As for him, he almost forgot that he was injured.

He could be cured overnight, presumably he used high-grade medicine, but it turned out that the man was just bandaging his wound.

He looked slightly relaxed, and sighed lightly.

When I turned my head, I saw the banquet coming.

The banquet is here to coax people back, but how to coax them?

Xiao Jinchui said: "Shush Han Wennuan and take care of you, didn't you just go to school with Huaben yesterday."

He nodded to show his understanding, and smiled at the person in front of him: "Are you cold?"

Lu Qingyu: "..."

"It's not cold, so are you warm?"

Little Golden Hammer: "..."

Banquet: "I care more about you."

"Uh..." Little Golden Hammer was speechless, lord, can you take some time, don't just learn the literal meaning!

Lu Qingyu glanced at him inexplicably.

My brain is not quite right.

But it is true that he healed his injury.

He nodded lightly, replied perfunctorily, thank you for your concern, walked around him and walked back.

Qi Yan looked at his figure: "Aren't I going to coax him back?"

Little Golden Hammer: "How did you coax it?"

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, there was a dazzling light, and Lu Qingyu couldn't help but look up.

It was dark last night and I couldn't see clearly. I just came out and didn't raise my eyes. It wasn't because I didn't respond, but because I didn't see the golden roof at all.

Qi Yan happened to follow and explained: "This is some change left over from yesterday, and it was put on the roof."

Absolutely not on purpose, I didn't mean to humiliate you, don't get me wrong.

Lu Qingyu likes to look at golden things twice more. At this time, his eyes flickered, and he was silent for a while, and finally looked straight at the banquet and said: "Thank you, the suzerain, for the expense. I have offended you so much. Please forgive me."

While talking, he walked to the main hall, where he usually eats in the main hall, and one of the long tables is the dining table.

After the banquet, he walked slowly and smiled triumphantly: "Look, haven't I coaxed you well?"

Little Golden Hammer was very puzzled: "But, how did you coax people so well?"

Is Daoist Lu so easy to coax?

Several disciples in the main hall have already returned, and the money has not been spent yet, but it is meal time, and the meal time must not be missed, and we will go after eating.

Now they were busy serving dishes, when they saw Lu Qingyu coming in, they looked at each other, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Doesn't senior brother like the new suzerain?"

"No."

"We are always on the brother's side." Several people said seriously, "If he bullies the brother, we will definitely drive him away and pay him back."

"Yes, brother, we are a family."

Lu Qingyu looked at them: "No, it's just... not used to sharing the bed with people in the morning, and I didn't realize it when I woke up. I thought there was a thief coming, so I just confronted him with swords and swords. It's all right."

Only then did everyone feel relieved, just as they also walked in to pray for a banquet, and a few people sat down.

After sitting down, Lu Qingyu lowered his eyes and said: "Master does not owe any gambling debts. During the plague in the city, Master spent a lot of money to purchase herbs to save people. I think it is because of this that he borrowed so much money from Li Yuanwai. He saved everyone at that time." , but he himself was also infected with the disease, and he had an old disease, and the root cause of the disease fell, and he said that he went to find an old friend for treatment, so he must not have intentionally used the title of Yuzong to pay off the debt."

Several people were silent, with shame on their faces: "We misunderstood Master."

Lu Qingyu nodded slightly and did not speak again.

Several people sneaked a few glances at the banquet again, but no one dared to speak when they wanted to say something.

Qi Yan smiled calmly: "Okay, when your master comes back, return the money to me, and I will step aside."

Lu Qingyu still lowered his head, showing no expression.

The other party breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't show much excitement.

It seems that whoever is the suzerain is the same.