Everyone was stunned, and they searched in their minds for the memory of "Second Mr.", but there was no "Second Mr. Second" in their memories who could make the ghost hand jealous, but there was a "Second Master Qin" in the Xiliang Military Machinery Academy, which was a master who had been famous for many years on the Shura list, and it was impossible to be so young. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Just as he was puzzled, the ghost hand spoke again, this time with some respect: "Mr. Second is coming to Lin'an, why don't you give a notice, and you can set up a banquet to catch the wind and wash the dust in the future." ”

Watching the ghost hands of seventy and eighty people use honorifics at a young man who will never exceed thirty, everyone is not to mention how shocked.

Li Xiangjun looked at Yan Li in disbelief, because only she knew that this young man was obedient to Yan Li's words.

After the ghost hand finished speaking, he looked at Yan Li again, and the old face like orange peel barely pulled a smile, and said tentatively: "Could this little brother be the son of that adult? ”

The burly man was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yan Li: "Let's go." ”

He only said two words, and then took Li Xiangjun's little hand and Shi Shiran went.

The burly man didn't say a word and followed.

It wasn't until outside the county office that Li Xiangjun finally put his mind at ease, and then he found that his hand was still being held by Yan Li, and he couldn't help but be ashamed and annoyed: "When do you want to be held?"

Yan reluctantly pinched it, sighed and said, "I really want to lead you to the ends of the earth and hide you, otherwise you will always attract flies." Still, he let go of his hand.

Li Xiangjun's face was slightly red, and she walked down the steps with her head down and got into the carriage.

After the carriage walked a few steps, she suddenly stopped, lifted the curtains, and said to Yan Li, who was walking: "You, you should come up......

Yan Li got into the car in the driver's surprised eyes, the carriage was not small, he was also well-behaved, sitting opposite Li Xiangjun, just looking at her and laughing.

"Just now, thank you. Li Xiangjun said with a hanging mantis.

Yan Li smiled and said, "Thank me for what?"

Li Xiangjun raised his head and looked at him seriously: "You have already got what you want, you can leave me alone." ”

Yan Li spread his hands and said, "Didn't you also invite me to ride your incense car?" Xiangche and beauty, but you helped me achieve the two major goals in life at once, and I still owe you you." ”

Li Xiangjun couldn't help but smile "poof", the beauty smiled, and there were thousands of charms.

After a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

"It was originally a passerby, but now......" Yan Li paused and smiled, "Of course it's the person in the car." ”

Li Xiangjun glanced at him and said, "If you don't say it, I'm just a Qinglou woman anyway, it's better not to have too much to do with me." ”

"Didn't you notice?" Yan said.

"What did you find?" said Li Xiangjun.

Yan Li pointed at her with his finger and said, "You have a quality that ordinary people don't have. ”

"Traits?"

"It's my real name. Yan Li pointed to Chaotian, "According to my speculation, it should be a kind of law phase, which is related to your character." ”

There are three categories of practitioners' true names, with the Dharma being the most prevalent. The closer the real name is to the top, the more unimaginable the benefits it will bring to the practitioner in the process of cultivation.

This is common knowledge in the land of China, and it is clearly written at the beginning of "Wu Ce".

Li Xiangjun naturally read it, and she said lightly: "How can you see it." ”

Yan Li smiled: "My eyes are special and I can see things that others can't see. ”

Li Xiangjun turned her face away, she was sure that Yan Li was to change the topic and perfunctory herself, so she didn't want to talk to him.

The silence lasted until the Qingteng Courtyard, and many people watched Yan Li enter the courtyard with her, and they were secretly surprised, because no benefactor had ever been able to stay in the Qingteng Courtyard for two days.

It wasn't until he entered the Xiang Pavilion that Li Xiangjun reacted, but at this time, Yan Li had already gone straight to the study.

She followed in and said, "Although you are my benefactor, you can't just enter my room, can you?" I will ask the people below to prepare two empty rooms, you are always here, my mother will be unhappy." ”

Yan Li looked at the painting and read in a low voice: "But when I saw the ghosts and gods covering the sun, the sky was not clear, and the people's hearts were dark, so it was chaotic, and he fell into the urn of the devil, and snubbed the autumn, day after day, half an inch of spring frost, and a little white hair......"

After reading it, he was slightly surprised and said, "This "Ghost and God" is the real work of Master Pu, right?"

"Can you tell the truth from the fake?" Li Xiangjun was even more surprised than him.

This painting is called "Ghosts and Gods", the painter is called Pu Chang, a hundred years ago during the Lingdi period, the famous Danqing Holy Hand, painted the gray locust-like background, in fact, people hurt each other, each other poured out of the "demon", the faint and delicate back, is the Lingdi himself.

When Emperor Ling saw the painting, he burst into tears, and immediately introduced Master Pu as a confidant, and mentioned a brief word on it.

Yan Li said: "Master Pu's works look at the artistic conception. When I saw it for the first time, I naturally remembered a sentence: 'People, when they are hurt, they often need to hurt others several times so that they can get balance in their hearts.' So I concluded that it was genuine. ”

Li Xiangjun's beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance, and said, "If I remember correctly, this sentence comes from Emperor Ling's "Women's Sutra". ”

Yan Li nodded and said, "Yes, during the feast of ghosts and gods, Emperor Ling was trapped in the Qingqiu Palace, and the hearts of the people in Yongling, Kyoto, were becoming corrupted day by day, and finally they were fighting in the streets, killing and practicing...... Emperor Ling's book "The Book of Women" was inspired from time to time, so the title was at the beginning. ”

Seeing Li Xiangjun smile lightly, he spread his hands: "Don't think about it, when I was a child, my mother often whispered in my ear, so I know more or less." ”

"Then you can introduce me to each other, and maybe we can talk to each other. Li Xiangjun covered her lips and smiled.

Yan Li was stunned, then smiled, turned around and said, "She is long gone." ”

He walked over to the jade table and sat down, pouring a glass of water.

Only then did Li Xiangjun know why he liked to see this picture so much, so he hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Only Yongling people will deeply miss Emperor Ling, are you from Yongling?"

Yan Li said: "It has been twelve years since I left Yongling. ”

Leaving home and losing the person you love the most early, it is almost a true portrayal of yourself.

Li Xiangjun's eyes softened when he looked at Yan Li, and said, "I believe that your mother must be watching you from the sky at this moment." ”

Yan Li didn't speak.

Li Xiangjun was only in his memory, and was about to go to prepare two empty rooms, but he saw Yan Li's hand holding the tea cup suddenly trembling violently, and the tea splashed.

Before she could react, the teacup had been crushed with a "bang".

"What's wrong with you?"

She suddenly panicked, because Yan Li's eyes suddenly became dead, revealing a splash of resentment, and there seemed to be countless wails and screams of the dead spirits, all of which gathered together and seemed to turn into the four words "Give me my life".

Those wails were not only wailing, but also extremely violent coercion, Li Xiangjun was forced to take a few steps back, and his face was already pale.

The dead ash resentment seemed to be eager to rush out of Yan Li's eyes, Yan Li raised his head silently, the roots of his teeth were clenched, and the resentment could not rush out, so he moved upwards and moved to the forehead, and the dead gray lines raised on the forehead, and there were about six of them, like a curse mark on the forehead, and the seventh was not complete, but it also continued to outline.

At this time, the burly man guarding the door strode in, and without saying a word, moved Yan Li to the bed.

"Hot water. He said hoarsely.

Li Xiangjun had no time to care, so he immediately went to call for hot water to be sent below.

The burly man unbuttoned Yan Li's shirt, and Li Xiangjun wanted to cover his eyes too late, only to find that Yan Li, who looked thin, actually had a very strong upper body, and every muscle seemed to have been tempered thousands of times, with a rock-like texture and perfect distribution.

However, what made Li Xiangjun unable to move his eyes was not his muscles, but the criss-crossing scars of all sizes, the most hideous one, from the right shoulder to the left abdomen, just looking at the extent of the crack, if the person who chopped it harder, I am afraid that he would have been disemboweled.

"Here you come. The burly man handed her the towel.

Her mind was violently shocked, and she subconsciously took it. I didn't know how to do it for a while, so I could only freeze in place.

"Wipe your sweat. After the burly man finished speaking, he pressed his hand on Yan Li's upper body, and pure white vitality penetrated from his palm and penetrated into Yan Li's body.

Yan Li's whole body was tense and straight because of some kind of pain, and it was only slightly better after the burly man's vitality was injected.

Li Xiangjun immediately recognized it, isn't this Yan Li's way to treat his face?

She endured her shame, bit her teeth lightly, and began to wipe Yan Li's sweat.

In this process, she saw a little clue from Yan Li's eyes, in the dead gray tone, there was occasionally a sharp purple sword shadow, and whenever the sword shadow appeared, Yan Li's pain would be greatly reduced.

Half an hour later, the seventh strange spell mark was completely born, and the sword shadow also happened to fully occupy Yan Li's eyes, and the dead ashes immediately faded like a tide.

In the end, the sword shadow flashed without a trace, and Yan Li's eyes also regained their clarity.

"Are you feeling better?" Li Xiangjun put the towel back in the basin, and served someone for the first time, making her tired and sweaty.

The burly man looked at Yan Li and stopped talking, but finally didn't say anything, and went out with a basin.

Yan Li was a little weak, smiled at her, and said, "It's okay, the old problem usually doesn't recur, and I feel a little restless today." ”

Li Xiangjun immediately remembered: "That painting?"

Yan Li nodded.

Li Xiangjun has the sensitivity and slenderness of a woman, so she knows why Yan Li is restless. But she is not a cultivator, so she doesn't know why Yan Yue "gets sick" when she is restless.

She asked, "Do you have a grudge hidden in your eyes......?"

The corners of Yan Li's mouth raised slightly: "Scared?"

Li Xiangjun said calmly: "It's terrible, if you weren't my benefactor, I would have let the nursing home throw you out a long time ago." ”

"What a grievance Li Xiangjun, I like your confession. ”

Yan Li's eyes were smiling, and he suddenly picked up the quilt and sniffed it deeply, and said intoxicatedly: "It's really fragrant, it deserves to be Xiangjun." ”

"You ......" Li Xiangjun frowned, he wanted to drive him down, but looking at his pale face, he couldn't bear it.

Yan Li's eyes suddenly became deep and bright, with an indescribable meaning, and he looked straight at him like a smoke: "I came to Qingyaji, not all for the recommendation quota, in fact, what I want more is you." ”

Boom!

Li Xiangjun's heart skipped a heavy beat: "You, what are you talking about......"

Yan Li got dressed and got up, walked out by himself, and said, "After we get the quota tomorrow, we will talk in detail." ”

Li Xiangjun was so distracted that he didn't hear this sentence at all.

She has been listed for three years, and the sweet words she has heard can be piled up, and she has long heard the cocoon, but only Yan Li's words have stirred her heart upside down. The events of the past two days kept flashing in his mind, one by one, still so vivid, and Yan Li's smiling face became clearer and clearer, as if it had already been engraved in his heart.

Her pretty face rose like a little girl in love, and two red clouds rose. But when she came back to her senses, Yan Li was gone.

Who said bitches are ruthless?

ps: I was invited to play at a friend's house today, and if I come back in the evening, add a more chapter.