At such times, there will always be someone who is afraid of chaos. When everyone wants to keep quiet and let this episode pass by quietly, he/she/it will jump out and give out a loud slap.
Now looking at the entire Qingyun Cliff, it seems that the only one who can be bullied is the pig butcher, so Taotao asked him loudly: "Is it my senior sister's?! Don't talk nonsense to tarnish my senior sister's innocence!"
Nan Fuguang: "..."
The senior sister of Yuntian Sect raised her hand, her fingers curled up weakly.
Nan Fuguang: "First of all, how do you think that he really has it? Secondly, even if he did, he didn't say it was me——"
Bai Zhi probably thought this excitement was very interesting: "What's the fuss about a man giving birth to a child? This matter cannot be done by a high-level institution like the Xianmeng Xuanji Pavilion, the Yuntian Sect Medicine Pavilion can do it. Your thoughts are quite in line with the world." Those group of dimensionality reduction criminals whose minds are bound..."
Taotao: "No one asked you!"
Nan Fuguang: "..."
Xie Hui: "Men can get pregnant! All they need is medicine to temporarily give birth to reproductive organs! Read more books - Nan Fuguang, you too, read more books! You still have a marriage contract with Lord Immortal, but It's illegal to get pregnant by another stranger! You brought him back to Yuntianzong in a big way, so that's what happened!"
Nan Fuguang: "..."
I am illiterate and shameless if I don’t read? What does it have to do with me? ! ! !
Taotao: "No one asked you! Where is Second Senior Sister! Xie Hui, if Second Senior Sister is not here, I don't think you will go to heaven! Senior Sister, look at him!"
As we all know, Xie Hui, the little devil's sister, Xie Yunxing, is his only nemesis. After all, he is never merciless in beating him. At this time, he visibly flinched when he mentioned the name, and his eyes were dripping in his eye sockets like a mouse stealing lamp oil. Turned around——
Finally, I spotted Yan Ji'an, the only elder figure in the scene who could be said to be an elder even though he had never doted on him.
However, Yan Ji'an ignored him.
He stood about two or three steps away from Nan Fuguang, staring at her and the pig butcher who was almost leaning on her with a calm but wary look. No one knew what he was thinking. , in fact, even Yan Jian himself felt at a loss——
Of course he thought this tall, strong man was shameless.
But what confused him was that the shameless person in front of him felt very familiar.
Like an old friend he hated very much.
The reason why Yunshang Immortal is Yunshang Immortal is because he inherited the memory of the dignity of the True Dragon Immortal before the Shatuo Cracking Tree withered. It can be said that he is the former "Yan Zhenlin". Since he came to the world again, he knows that he was once in the world. Because of everything that happened to me, I was reborn as an Immortal King, a rare genius in the world of immortality for thousands of years...
But his memory is not entirely complete.
There were some things he could never remember.
The atmosphere at the scene became subtle and strange.
On one side is the Immortal Master Yunshang who agreed on the date of marriage in front of everyone, and on the other side is Ye Luzi, whom the bride-to-be brought back from outside the mountain gate——
Not to mention that Ye Luzi seemed to have some evidence of guilt in his stomach at this time.
In any case, Yan Ji'an felt that the butcher's hand on Nan Fuguang's shoulder was very annoying, so unnecessary and even so abrupt that his eyes finally settled on it and could no longer move away.
The butcher himself seemed to take it for granted.
It was as if he had become accustomed to this kind of "hand-in-hand" with Nan Fuguang, without any complacency in seeking benefits. He was probably really uncomfortable. He frowned slightly at this time and looked a little absent-
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The premise of absent-mindedness is that he obviously doesn't pay attention to anyone.
I don’t know what happened to them in the Dairi Mine. The miner said that they lived in the same room...
Just thinking of this, Yan Ji'an felt a strange surge, as if ten thousand birds had been put into his chest, and now they were all flapping their wings.
"Every day."
Yan Ji'an simply called Nan Fuguang's name, but his tone was urging.
He raised his hand and waved to Nan Fuguang.
The slender fingertips revealed the white glow outside the sleeves of the Taoist robe.
Nan Fuguang looked at her naturally, and when he saw the uncertainty in her eyes for the first time, Yunshang Xianzun felt his heart sinking——
In the past few decades, he has never felt such a strong sense of uncertainty now.
The atmosphere seemed to be deadlocked. Everyone present felt like they were in an indescribable trance. They wanted to leave, but they didn't want to leave, and of course they couldn't leave.
Yunshang Immortal Master has never put down his hand. In public, the disciples of Yun Tian Sect suspect that maybe from today on, they will be in a stalemate at Qingyun Cliff until the end of the world, until Nan Fuguang walks towards Yunshang Immortal Master...
At this time, the savior fell from the sky.
Xie Yunxing appeared in everyone's sight with a slightly hurried pace. He found Yan Ji'an and said that the people from the Immortal Alliance still refused to leave. He hoped that the Yunshang Immortal Lord would go there in person for a while. Yan Ji'an heard the words and looked at her calmly.
This is indeed a coincidence.
Xie Yunxing is completely innocent.
The second senior sister of Yun Tian Sect was horrified by the gaze of Immortal Yun Shang. She looked past Immortal Yun Shang and looked at Nan Fuguang not far behind him with great fear and uneasiness, as well as the pig butcher hanging on Nan Fuguang...
For a moment, she seemed to understand something, and then fell into new confusion. She said "uh", as if fate was holding her throat.
Fortunately, Yan Jian finally compromised.
Before leaving, he walked to Nan Fuguang's side under everyone's horrified gaze. He slightly bent his index finger, hooked her chin and lifted it. On the other side - the side where the pig butcher was not hanging, he leaned over and gently Kiss her cheek.
"As a teacher, I will first deal with the visitors from the Immortal Alliance."
His voice was soft and gentle.
The disciples of Yuntian Sect took a breath of cold air.
It is well known that Yunshang Immortal Lord and the eldest sister of the sect have a marriage contract, but in most cases they still get along like a master and apprentice, and now such intimate behavior has made the relationship concrete and concrete——
To be fair, it was their first time watching it.
"Xie Cong mentioned that he wanted to borrow the items from Guixing Pavilion to heal others' injuries. It's not impossible." Yan Ji'an said, "It's just that Guixing Pavilion is independent of Yuntian Sect. This matter needs to be considered in the long run... Please let me go temporarily." Tao Pavilion is close to Guixing Pavilion.”
Nan Fuguang said "Ah", and his head was turned into a ball of paste by the touch that still remained on his cheek.
The scorching gazes from all directions seemed to burn through her.
Until Yunshang Immortal turned around and stepped on the Feather Broken Sword - it is worth mentioning that from now on, his natal sword has always been floating by his side and has not been put away - it is reasonable to doubt whether he is waiting for a suitable opportunity to wield it. Stab something through...
Yan Ji'an left.
As if to confirm that all his precautions were necessary, the first time he left, the man leaning on Nan Fuguang said lazily: "What deal did you make with him that I don't know about? Tao Ting is here Where? I’m not going.”
Everyone: "..."
Nan Fuguang: "..."
The butcher raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his chin, and his tone was still so calm: "I won't go anywhere except Taohua Ridge."
The hot breath blew through the ears, and Nan Fuguang wanted to throw him under Qingyun Cliff.
"If you had been so obedient, this would never have happened!"
"Eat a pit and gain wisdom."
"Stop running around! Cut off your legs!!!"
"Don't yell, it hurts my wounds."
"..."
"By the way, I suddenly know where the animal smell on you comes from."
"Shh!"
"That's it-"
"Shhh!!!"
……
Xie Cong sometimes envied those Buddhist cultivators or those bald donkeys who were down-to-earth. After all, when they were in a bad mood, they would just pick up a classic scripture on the desk - whether it was the "Calming Mind Mantra" or the "Shrangama Mantra". Every line in the book is advising people from the perspective of all things in the world: let go.
Unlike Taoist classics, every sentence is elegant and the paragraphs are great. In the end, it can be summed up in just three words: egocentricity.
When I feel irritable, I read this masterpiece, but the more I read, the more irritable I become. In the end, I can say that I am going against Tiangang and I start to question why everything in the world is always so hesitant to act regardless of its identity and status——
For example, Yun Shangxian Zun appeared in front of him again, sitting and drinking tea in his study.
After sending away the people from the Immortal Alliance, he fell from the sky and appeared here automatically.
When the tea lid pinched on the long porcelain white fingers scraped the tea bowl for the eighteenth time.
Xie Cong lowered his head and grinded it carefully, reminding himself for the fifth time not to remind himself that the tea might have already cooled down.
Yan Ji'an put the tea bowl on the tea table with a nonchalant expression, and the lid of the bowl collided with an ungentlemanly sound.
Xie Cong resisted the urge to look up to the sky and sigh and raised his head.
"Get him away."
This time Yunshang Immortal Lord no longer cares about him.
Xie Congdao: "Yuntian Sect prohibits the birth of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth. Since the establishment of the sect, foreign living creatures, regardless of birds and beasts, monks and mortals, are not allowed to enter unless invited. However, all those who enter are invited by my sect's disciples and should be treated as such. Guest——"
"I know." Yan Ji'an said, "Get him away."
He understands everything.
But he didn't listen.
Xie Cong was speechless and choked.
Xie Bong didn't know why he had to repeat what he said, but he just said: "He was brought back by Nan Fuguang. Why don't the immortals discuss it with your beloved disciple again..."
"We discussed it and didn't even chase him away. I just wanted him to leave Taohua Ridge and move to Tao Pavilion." Yan Ji'an said, "She didn't listen to me."
We actually discussed it?
And was rejected.
Xie Cong thought to himself, this was expected.
Yan Ji'an saw that Xie had stopped talking, so he lowered his eyes and began to wander openly. He didn't know what he thought of that made Yunshang Immortal Lord also distressed, and his relaxed eyebrows frowned slightly again.
The only person in the world who can so openly refuse the request of Yunshang Immortal Lord is Nan Fuguang. In fact, it seems that Yunshang Immortal Lord has never asked anyone else before...
ah.
Xie Cong thought to himself, is this the legendary act of taking the initiative that will lead to autism for the rest of his life?
What a sin.
……
Nan Fuguang is not as heartless as everyone thinks.
When the crowd dispersed, she immediately checked the wounds on the butcher's body, and after making sure that the terrifying black hole was no longer silently expanding, she immediately asked him what he was doing in Qingyun Cliff. She didn't believe that a mortal walked from Chiri Peak to Qingyun Cliff on two legs just for a walk.
"Don't be so serious." The pig butcher seemed to have been hurt, but he was still a little weak, "I really just came to take a look."
Nan Fuguang stared at him expressionlessly.
“Then it seemed like there was nothing to see.”
Nan Fuguang still stared at him expressionlessly.
The man sighed lightly: "I came to Yuntian Sect with you just to seek medical treatment. Doesn't it mean that I am a prisoner or something like that?"
"..."
Nan Fuguang's eyes changed. When the pig butcher asked in a calm tone, her whole body quickly cooled down, and then she realized that she could not answer his question.
The person in front of me seems to be always good-tempered and willing to be manipulated by others. In any situation, he can have a smile hanging on his lips and a lazy smile.
It’s just that after getting along with each other these days, Nan Fuguang can understand some routines——
For example, with his eyelashes lowered, his lips flattened, and his tone slightly perfunctory when he spoke, that was how he looked when he was really not happy.
It's like a coldness that repels people thousands of miles away.
There was well-hidden impatience in his eyes.
Nan Fuguang couldn't help but think of the time he was in the same situation at the Dairi Mine. That time, in order to get the chance to use the time turner, he begged Lu Sang and Yan Ji'an to delay the time, in exchange for a scar on his face, and he was brought to the next A newly opened timeline...
Thinking of this, Nan Fuguang looked at his face. It seemed that there was only a very shallow scar left, almost invisible.
That day outside the wine shop, I didn't know how to be at a loss again. When the senior sister of Yuntianzong was also at a loss for words, she paused for a moment and hesitated to speak. She really didn't know how to coax people, and she didn't know how to explain that she did. He was not treated as a prisoner...
But she does act a bit like it.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no essential difference between him and the inner disciples who blocked him in Qingyun Cliff and questioned him.
She felt so guilty that she started picking her hands again.
The pig butcher glanced at her and met her gaze eagerly.
He was silent for a while. Under the mute's praying eyes, the impatience in his eyes finally faded away. He took the initiative to explain that he was standing on Chiri Peak overlooking the Yuntian Sect and saw a trickle of water at his feet. He was curious about the source of the water. Looking closer, the water is crystal clear and blue, like an abyss hiding spiritual things.
"I want to fish." said the pig butcher, "your sect is extremely bored."
Nan Fuguang had heard stories about qualified fishermen being unable to walk past a puddle.
She said that the name of this water source is Jingtan, and it is the famous "sunshine lottery pool" known to the inner disciples of Yuntian Sect. It is not known whether there are fish in it, but she just threw a large number of them into it not long ago, and you will be shocked if you choose one of them. The treasure of the world of immortality.
Probably because he was really not interested in anything in the world of immortality, the pig butcher didn't even seem to be surprised by this feat.
"So?"
"There is nothing in Qingyun Cliff, but there are many treasures in Jingtan."
Nan Fuguang interrupted the man before he could speak.
"I know you are not interested in this anymore!"
"Why don't you keep so many treasures for yourself?" he asked casually.
Nan Fuguang shrugged and wanted to answer, but suddenly he frowned, as if remembering some unpleasant memory, and said dryly: "It's not easy to use."
The butcher stopped asking, and changed the subject and said that the breakfast was too hard to swallow, and now that he was hungry, he asked if he had any fishing rods. Nan Fuguang answered yes, but the final right of interpretation belongs to Yuntian Sect. If you catch something other than fish in Jingtan, please put it back as it is.
"Where's the rotten flesh and bones?"
"There is no such thing. Jingtan is not the place where Yuntian Sect illegally kills people and buries their bodies. Put away your messy imaginations."
……
In the afternoon, the weather was gloomy, not a good day to cheer people up.
The inner disciples who were practicing sparring on Qingyun Cliff dispersed one after another. At the bottom of Qingyun Cliff, Nan Fuguang was carrying a small horse and sat down beside the butcher Yijing Pond, who was holding a fishing rod.
The people around me skillfully made a nest and then swung the rod. The silver fishing line was almost invisible on a cloudy day. I could only vaguely see the fishhook making a perfect arc and falling into the water, making a soft "dong" sound.
The senior sister of the Yuntian Sect crossed her legs, wondering why she accompanied a mortal who was killing pigs to go fishing in the Yuntian Sect's Jingtan. How did this plot develop? What kind of poison did she get?
"Stalking? You don't have to worry about me catching the treasure you threw and enriching my own pockets." The man supported his chin with one hand, "Those things are of no use to me."
oh.
It turns out that's why I'm here.
Nan Fuguang suddenly realized it, stared at the motionless fishhook, and suddenly asked: "Does your stomach not hurt anymore?"
"The stomach is gone." The man said slowly, "The pain of the phantom limb will not last long."
"Isn't it premature?"
"Keep it up. Improper handling of premature birth can lead to frailty and illness."
"A pregnant woman's bad temper can also lead to frailty and illness. Don't lose your temper casually next time."
The man said "hmm" slowly, as if he was confused by the word "angry", and then said with a smile, "I'm not". Nan Fuguang didn't answer, only let out a snort of disdain, meaning "no bullshit".
There was no movement from the fishhook, and Nan Fuguang started to feel sleepy after staring at it for a while. If the only benefit of fishing is that it can help clear the brain, it's just that too many things happened today. She tried hard to sort out these messy things in her mind. Order, and then hope to find a solution...
As a result, as soon as she thought, "So the people from the Immortal Alliance were driven away by Yan Ji'an?", a fight started under her eyes.
Changing her sitting position, Senior Sister Yuntianzong looked at the microwaves on the water, and thought blankly that there were really fish in Jingtan, and she had never noticed it before.
My mind was thinking about unrelated things, but my mouth naturally slipped out of another topic: "What do you think of my engagement with Yunshang Immortal Lord?"
After asking, I became more energetic, and it suddenly occurred to me that the person next to me had an ambiguous attitude toward me. It seemed inappropriate and too rude to ask him such a question.
She suddenly woke up, sat up straighter, and waved her hands. She was about to say, "I didn't ask, but I didn't ask." Then she felt him glance at her from the corner of his eye: "He showed closeness to you in front of many people today."
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Ah, that.
Nan Fuguang's toes curled up in her shoes.
The butcher's fishing rod swayed slightly: "At that time, did you feel any emotion?"
Nan Fuguang watched the fishing rod float up and down and said dryly: "What kind of problem is this? Those who can't be moved are dead people."
But not that kind of heartbeat.
The butcher chuckled.
Nan Fuguang was silent for a moment, and then said: "I have practiced martial arts with the Immortal Master Yunshang since I was a child. He gave me a sword, and I started practicing with the sword. Because the real dragon's scales need the help of a Taoist companion, we agreed early in the morning to become a Taoist partner. Name I carved a wooden plaque early and hung it on the marriage tree in the back mountain. Over the years, I never imagined that one day he and I would no longer be masters and disciples, nor Taoist companions..."
"Have you noticed that there is no substantial causal logical relationship between each of the above sentences?"
Nan Fuguang was speechless. After thinking about it seriously, he found that what he said seemed to make sense.
"Do you really understand the difference between father's love and Taoist love? Isn't this a bit perverted?"
"I can't tell the difference." Nan Fuguang looked straight ahead, "But I shouldn't need someone like you to teach me."
I thought the pig butcher would ask her "what kind of person am I" or scold her for a personal attack, but he unexpectedly fell into silence and smiled for a long time.
"Indeed."
Nan Fuguang turned his head in surprise, only to see the man's calm profile, with a high nose bridge, slightly hooked lips, and gentle eyes looking at the water...
It seems that dogs are gentle.
What is actually going on, you will know clearly if you know this person a little bit.
Nan Fuguang withdrew his gaze and stared at the motionless water surface for a while. He began to impatiently question whether there were really fish in Jingtan. He raised his hand and pulled out a grass next to him and tore it into strands: "Those close to me ——”
"Huh?"
“They all call me by my nickname ‘Riri’.”
"So?"
"He gave me this name." Nan Fuguang said quietly, "This person has penetrated the first half of my life."
Making a choice is easier said than done.
Nan Fuguang didn't know what the meaning of talking about this was. She only knew that this topic was becoming more and more annoying as the discussion continued. At this time, a wisp of cool wind mixed with moisture blew past her face, and she muttered that autumn was coming soon.
The man next to him kept staring at the water patiently without answering.
In the late summer afternoon, I felt a hint of autumn fatigue. When Nan Fuguang yawned for the 800th time, he fell into a drowsy state. His head gradually tilted over little by little, and finally leaned over, gently falling on the person next to him. On the arm holding the fishing rod.
The head that smelled of green grass pressed towards him, but the pig butcher didn't make a fuss about it. He just bowed his head slightly and saw that the grass beside him had been bald at some point. The face that usually showed its teeth and claws was pressed against his. On the body, the cheeks were squeezed into an unsightly shape, and the eyelashes quivered and closed.
It seemed quiet and peaceful.
He blinked and looked away, slowly, and his focus returned to the turbulent stream.
With a "swish" sound, a black carp jumped on the water and made ripples.
"A little misunderstanding."
The man's voice was low, and he had no trace of his casual appearance in front of others.
Like a fish that had just fallen back into the water, it gloomily blew a bubble under the water.
"The name 'Riri' was not given by him."
(End of chapter)
The author said: Warm reminder: What looks like fishing is actually fishing for corpses, also known as a hearty theft against the Yuntian Sect carried out under the nose of the senior sister of the Yuntian Sect
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