Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

At dusk, the eyes of the owner of the study room were about to pop out.

One of the teenagers was standing and the other was sitting. The orange glow illuminated the silhouettes of the two of them, standing still.

"I heard that you are looking for paper for atlases. The paper here is not good. I will take you to another place." Yun Cuo stretched out a hand to Xuehuai, and put it down after seeing his expression, as if to Think carefully about the tone and words, and soften your voice. I don't know how many times you said these two words, "Don't be afraid."

His hand was still stretched out towards him.

This person looked like someone who came to mess things up, but the boss had heard the name of the Young Immortal Lord, so he dared not speak out.

Xuehuai looked at him for a while, then stood up.

He knew that if he didn't go with him now, Yun Cuo would always stand here.He didn't know why Yun Cuo was supposed to have a banquet at Xue's house, but he found him here, but if he asked, he probably wouldn't get a real answer.

Yun Cuo is a person who does things without rules and is very casual, but once he decides what he wants to do, he has a kind of paranoia that is almost abnormal.This kind of paranoia can make Yuncuo stand out with half of the demon blood.He is the kind of wolf king who stays dormant all year round for a killer move that strangles his prey, and no one can shake him in the slightest.

What attracted Xue Huai the most in the past was his fierceness and stubbornness like a flame.

Xuehuai stood up and followed Yun Cuo quietly.

"Don't you ask me why I brought you here?"

Yun Cuo walked ahead and led the way, instead of looking back, his eyes were lowered, looking at the two shadows on the ground.

Neither far nor near, moving slowly, the people are far away, the more they walk, the two shadows become slender, and finally touch together.

Xuehuai said: "You said, take me to find better paper."

Yun wrongly smiled, and said softly, "Yes."

He stopped suddenly.

Xue Huai was one step behind him, and before she could react, she was already walking side by side with him.Yun Cuo's hand stretched out, at that moment Xuehuai thought he was going to hold her hand, but Yun Cuo just touched his fingertips lightly, and there was a moment's pause.

Finally, she grabbed his sleeve and led him to her side.

"This road is not easy to walk, be careful."

Xuehuai said nothing.

Yun mistakenly brought him to an underground gambling market.Xianzhou is a place where the six worlds are mixed. At night, there are gods, ghosts, and fairies. This kind of place may be able to find peerless treasures, and of course it is more likely to be abducted and sold, refined or boned to make it. Ghosts and stuff like that.Waiting for idlers to dare not come, this is a golden cave, and it is also a real place of ecstasy.

There were piles of unidentifiable bones piled up on the side of the road. Seeing them coming, a few ghost girls huddled together with smiles and smoked cigarettes to seduce them. The crisp voice seemed to ring directly in their minds.

Yun Cuo frowned in a rare way, waved his hand, and let them disappear in the ear-piercing screams.

Xuehuai stopped, and looked over there thoughtfully.

"Scared you again?" Yun Cuo turned his head to look at him, and he could hear a little caution in his tone, but there was no malice and it was very brisk.

Yun Cuo quickly explained again: "I... I'm not used to the smell of Huayan, it's too sweet."

It was the same tone as he used to feed the cat. It was a negotiable tone, such as "Can you eat more meat?" "Let me touch your belly, okay?"

Xue Huai shook her head again.

Yun's fault is probably due to some misunderstandings about him.Xuehuai himself is very courageous, belligerent, and loves to be exciting, but after his reincarnation, he deliberately hides his front in front of him, and looks like a well-behaved young man from every family.

Xuehuai knew that Yun Cuo had never liked this kind of people. He never liked men who were surprised or not doing their job properly, meek and timid. Xuehe was the only exception in his previous life. Compared with the people around you, the standard is naturally different.

He also knew that Yun Cuo was the most taboo of people around him smoking flowers.

Yun Cuo had been at odds with the demon mother who brought him up since he was a child. His mother complained all the time and had an almost paranoid desire to control him. She often smoked with a cigarette stick in her hand.First it was Huayan, and I only smoked a little snow tobacco and Bianhua, and then it was magic medicine and Gu poison, and I became addicted to it, and the whole person became half a lunatic.Because of this, Yun Cuo hated his biological mother even more.

He once sent him to the remote Xianzhou because he couldn't stand a fairy who was used to smoking cigarettes. The fairy didn't see Yuncuo every year when he reported on his duties. Everyone thought that the fairy had committed a crime. Only Xuehuai knew It is a habit bordering on pathological, and there is no cure for it.

The more Yun Cuo hates dealing with that kind of person, the more Xuehuai has to work hard to behave like that kind of person.

He has to know that he is pedantic, serious, timid, and life-saving, and he is really not worthy of deep friendship.

"arrive."

Yun Cuo pulled him to stop.

There was an inconspicuous calligraphy and painting stall in the corner of the gambling market. When a short boy saw them coming, he hurriedly wanted to close the stall: "That's it for today! Don't come here!"

Yun Cuo held him down: "Just bring a friend to buy some paper."

The boy was furious: "Every time you come, I lose my waistband! Last time you said that you just came to see me, and I spent all my life with you! Is it easy to lie to me!"

Yun Cuo said: "You decide the bet this time, and you also decide how to play."

Xuehuai took a look, and found that this small stall was the same as the whole gambling market, with things like five wooden sticks and dice placed, but no chips were placed, and the bets did not seem to be ordinary bets.The words "Everything you need" were scrawled on the signboard, which was almost blurred.

The boy pondered for a moment, but his eyes fell on Xuehuai, and his eyes lit up: "Yun Cuo, you are a good-looking couple of dual cultivators, how about switching to him this time?"

Xuehuai froze for a moment.

Yun Cuo was also stunned for a moment, and said, "He's just my ordinary friend, change him."

The boy still stared at Xuehuai's face reluctantly: "It's so beautiful, especially the red tear mole... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

Instead, Xuehuai became interested: "So you can't buy things directly here, you want to win, right? What do you usually bet on?"

The boy introduced: "Generally, I bet on Yangshou and Yinde. I have earned 1 years of life by this, which is much faster than those old Taoists who can only practice. Sometimes it is difficult to complete the request of the customer, so bet one fate or future generations, or Taoist couple or something."

Xuehuai nodded: "I see, how about you come to play?"

He said with great interest: "If you like it, bet on this mole on my face. If you win, you take it off. If I win, you give me the best paper in your house."

"No."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Cuo directly stretched out his hand to block him, but Xue Huai had already walked around him, skillfully touched the face of the card, and narrowed his eyes slightly to look at him, "Mr. Yun, I am the one who wants to buy the paper. Sorry to trouble you."

That means it seems to be asking him, Mr. Yun, why do you want to meddle in my affairs again?

Yun Cuo was stunned in place.Xue Huai looked away.

They play the simplest leaf cards, best of five games.

In the first round, Xuehuai lost.

In the second round, Xuehuai also lost.

However, just when the little boy gambled vigorously, thinking that he had the chance to win, he was overturned one after another by Xuehuai, and the expression on his face seemed to be getting more and more tense.It wasn't until the last dust settled that he sighed: "If I knew it earlier, I would have banned anyone who has anything to do with the surname Yun from entering the venue."

Xuehuai smiled and took the large bundle of papers he handed over, and put them into the storage ring.There is indeed the most exquisite snow wave paper he has ever seen in his life. It is as thin as moonlight, but as strong as a rock.

It was already dark after going out.

Xuehuai leaned against the wall, looking at the boy in black standing opposite without saying a word.

Yun Cuo's mood was not quite right, this was a state where he was close to being angry, gloomy and hostile, and the blood-colored Buddha seal between his eyebrows glowed with a dim brilliance.Even though he has a face that is astonishing as a heavenly man, his temperament alone can directly scare a child to tears, making people think that a demon god has come to the world.

Xue Huai said seriously: "Thank you."

"Thank me... what?" Yun Cuo's voice sounded a little aggrieved.

"Thank you for helping me cheat." Xuehuai was very calm, "I don't know how to play leaf cards, that kid is very good, without you, I can't win these papers."

"Why do you want to bet with him?"

Xuehuai glanced at him, as if indifferent: "Because I don't think this mole is very important, and it's not good-looking. It's good to win, but if I lose, I can go to other places to buy paper as usual."

"It's beautiful." After a while, Yun Cuo only said this sentence.

He looked at him deeply, that gaze seemed to be able to penetrate his bone marrow.

Xuehuai took out a cigarette stick from his sleeve - he had just snatched it from those ghost girls, used a small magic to ignite it, took a puff and then spit it out slowly.

He leaned against the wall lazily like that, tilting his head to look at Yun Cuo, the red tear mole seemed to move, which made his face look bright in the shadow: "Mr. Yun, but I Don't like this mole, it makes me look unimpressive. I'm just a normal businessman, doing small business with my dad. I have my way. Like you hate smokers and I smoke crackers Addiction is not a way of life, so there is no need to force it."

Yun Cuo was still looking at him, his Adam's apple moved.

Xuehuai couldn't understand that look, and there was a hint of danger in it, as if... the pack of wolves were welcoming a gluttonous feast.

The choking Xue Tobacco mixed with the spicy and sweet Bianhua fragrance stimulated Xuehuai's internal organs.He actually doesn't know how to smoke this stuff, he was afraid that after a few more puffs he would be overwhelmed, so he held it a little farther away, knocked it against the wall a few times as if knocking a pipe, and knocked out all the shredded tobacco .

Yun Cuo suddenly said: "Ordinary friends, can't you?"

Xuehuai looked at him.

"Young Master Xue, you may have misunderstood something. I have taken a fancy to your Shenhuatai. If you need to order a large number of magic weapons and weapons in the future, I need you to convey it to your father. You are the future master of Shenhuatai. I hope to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with you... you guys." Yun Cuo looked at him calmly, "Don't worry, I don't mean to force others to be difficult."

Xue Huai asked: "Is what you said true?"

Yun Cuo nodded, but it seemed that he had no intention of continuing the topic with him: "It's night, let's go back."

On the way back, Yun Cuo still kept a close distance from him.

They happened to be on the way, Xuehuai's house was very close, and they arrived within a few steps.He bid farewell to Yun Cuo politely, and after entering the door, he found that Xue He and Liu Shi had already fallen asleep, and the mansion was silent.

He handed the storage ring to the old man, looked up at the gaudy courtyard and veranda, and invoked a spell to make those eye-catching decorations burn slowly.

The bright yellow flames danced, but did not hurt the buildings. Some curious birds passed by, and dared to jump around in the flames, as if they were puzzled to catch the fire without burning themselves.

"Young master, is everything going well today?"

"Successful. Old man, you go to sleep first, don't worry about me."

Xue Huai stood in the courtyard, looking at the swaying flames in the sky, trying to recall some of the accidents that happened to his family in the previous life.It's a pity that some events are remembered, but the time is not necessarily clear, and some events are not even clear.

It seems that we still need to practice in seclusion and find time to stimulate the depths of memory.

Something in the sleeve stung him, Xue Huai took it out to have a look, and found that it was the Huayan pipe he brought along.

In fact, he thinks that smoking flower cigarettes is a bit chic, men smoke feminine and women smoke charming, both are good-looking.It's just that I didn't try it because I didn't like Yun Cuo in my previous life.

With the thought of trying again, Xue Huai lit it again, and took a big breath to refresh himself, but the breath was too strong, which made him cough violently, and he didn't even have time to pinch a dredging spell.He covered his mouth and knelt down on the ground, feeling that the entire spiritual altar was choked into chaos, the sound of coughing was earth-shattering, and tears were about to come out.

He half knelt on the ground, feeling the heart-piercing pain in his lungs, and caught a glimpse of a figure walking towards him through his teary eyes.

He thought it was an old man at home, and just wanted to wave his hand to tell him not to worry about himself, but the man squatted down with him, wrapped his back with one hand, and handed over a clean handkerchief with the other hand, covering his face lightly. Cover his mouth and nose.Some kind of healing technique was probably applied on it, with the fragrance of snow bamboo, the burning pain in the throat calmed down in an instant.

Seeing that he stopped coughing, someone reached out and gently wiped away the scattered tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Cigarette addiction?"

Xuehuai heard Yun Cuo's deep voice.

Xuehuai: "..."

Yun Cuo looked at him calmly, as if he had no intention of continuing to expose his clumsy lie, but said: "I remembered that I forgot to give you something, so I went back and forth, Mr. Xue, don't be offended."

Ordinary people would not be very happy if they found out that the other party deliberately separated the relationship.

He is sixteen or seventeen years old, his mouth is almost like a child's, he is about to pout, and he looks a little depressed.

Something cold was stuffed in, it was a delicate wooden box.

The next moment, Yuncuo disappeared, and his figure disappeared in the wind of the winter night, leaving only a few sporadic insects chirping.After he left for a while, the scent of snow bamboo slowly dissipated.

After staying there for a while, Xuehuai opened the wooden box, and saw eight different kinds of snacks lying inside. They were special products of the Flower Demon Clan, not unusual, but he has always liked them.

What's so special is that before he died in his previous life, he had to take a few with him to the battlefield, and he couldn't sleep without eating every day.

A note was pressed under the dim sum, with two words written on it: "Good night."

The author has something to say: Xuehuai (smoking): He hates people who smoke flower cigarettes the most, this one will definitely hit me and make him stay away from me!

Student Yun (cautious): He seems to be... flirting with me?