The family chosen by Mochizuki is in a good location. Located on the outskirts of the city, in the old village, separated by Merlin, there is a house of Uncle Zhang's family in the back. The concealment is relatively good, but it is not so remote that people can't find it and can't get out.

Before Yang Qing spoke, Mochizuki didn't explain to Uncle Zhang and his grandson that they were hunted down and killed by the people in the Demon Sect.

Mochizuki was-for-tat with Bai Dao because of her different positions, and in front of Yang Qing, she deliberately restrained herself and did not do bad things against Bai Dao. But when facing ordinary people, she does not do evil first, and acts with malice. She is not in harmony with Bai Dao's aura, but she can live peacefully with ordinary people, and she can thank others after helping. Just like staying in this house, Yang Qing never worried that she would threaten the family in order to preserve the secrets of the two, or cut the family down afterwards.

It was Mochizuki's differential treatment that made Yang Qing feel that she was not bad to the bone. It's just the stance that's wrong, it's not her nature. In a big dye vat like the Demon Cult, the Holy Maiden Mochizuki is a rare principled person. Yang Qing knew it early on, but he knew, but he didn't think it had anything to do with him; And now, it has something to do with him.

It's just that although Mochizuki won't hurt ordinary people, she won't help ordinary people avoid harm either. For example, she won't remind Uncle Zhang's family that the people in the Demon Sect are cruel, if they go out and fall into the hands of Mingyang, the master of the Fire Hall, if they have good thoughts and want to hide a couple of men and women who are staying at home, what the result will be for the time being, the family themselves may die in the hands of Mingyang first.

She didn't have that kind of consciousness at all, and let her think about it - oh, I'm going to bring bad things to the family, I shouldn't bother people.

Fortunately, she didn't, Yang Qing did.

When he was with the juniors of the Cloud Gate, in order to train the junior disciples, Yang Qing mostly watched from the sidelines, letting them make decisions and let them act. And with Mochizuki, Yang Qing must take the lead. Mochizuki is not suitable for making decisions, and the decisions she makes must be the ones that Yang Qing doesn't like. The growth environment is different, and the concepts created are different, and Yang Qing doesn't want to quarrel with Mochizuki in this regard.

As a result, Yang Qing didn't need to ask Mochizuki at all, so he explained the situation to Uncle Zhang and his grandson, asking them not to hide their whereabouts for the two of them.

Uncle Zhang lives alone in the village with his granddaughter A Tong, the little girl is less than ten years old this year, her parents died when she was a child, and she was raised by her grandfather. Grandpa takes good care of her, and she likes grandpa too. Now leaning on his grandfather's side, listening to this very delicate big brother, Ah Hitomi became anxious, "Grandpa, will we die?" Then let them go out and don't live in our house. ”

"Nonsense!" Uncle Zhang reprimanded his granddaughter before he raised his head and smiled at the guests who stayed overnight, "It's okay." Some time ago, Uncle Atong came with a letter asking me to go over to care for the elderly. Because it was a long way to take care of Hitomi, I didn't agree. Since this is the case now, we don't understand the world of your Jianghu people, so it is better to agree to her uncle and take Ah Tong to live there for a while. ”

Yang Qing bowed, still feeling sorry, "I've caused you trouble." ”

Uncle Zhang shook his head and sighed, "The sects on the rivers and lakes fight every day, every year, after so many years, why is there no martial arts alliance leader who can unify the rivers and lakes?" The imperial court can only manage the bright side, not the chaos in the dark. It's a hard time now. I remember when I was young, the Demon Sect and the Righteous Path had a good relationship. There are mutual contacts and transactions, and I don't know from which year the two sides have been fighting. ”

Mochizuki, who had not spoken, smiled at this time, "The old man remembered wrong, right?" At your age, you should have only been a dozen years old, and the Demon Sect and the Righteous Path coexisted peacefully. Before that, after that, both sides were inextricably matched. ”

Uncle Zhang was stunned, thought about it carefully, and nodded, "It seems to be so." ”

Yang Qing looked sideways and glanced at Mochizuki.

After the two of them went out, Yang Qing asked Mochizuki, "During the period when Uncle Zhang said, during the period when the Demon Sect and the Righteous Path coexisted peacefully, I had heard some rumors. Do you know better? ”

Mochizuki's smile was a little empty, "At most, I've heard of some insider-story. I don't know too much. What version did you hear? ”

"It's nothing more than that the sect leader is moving closer to the righteous path, cooperating with the righteous path, and trying to bring the demon sect to a different path than usual. The rivers and lakes have been peaceful for more than ten years. ”

"Then I know a little more than you do. The version I've heard, where is there anything that is close to the right path and wants to give the Demon Cult a different future. It's just that the sect leader of that time had to cleanse the White Demon Sect in order to achieve a certain selfish desire. After whitewashing, after his goal is achieved, he doesn't care much about the rest of the matter. The people in the Demon Sect endure a lot of hardships, and the grievances are very heavy, and the people in the White Way enslave and bully them in every possible way, and in the end, they have no choice but to rise up and repeat the mistakes of the past. The Demon Sect is still the Demon Sect, and the peaceful coexistence with the White Dao has only been more than ten years. ”

"I heard...... The Demon Sect had an infighting more than ten years ago, has something to do with it? ”

Mochizuki smiled, his eyes half-narrowed. She didn't hide it from Yang Qing, and said generously, "Yes." ”

She and Yuan Yingxing only reached the peak of power in that internal change, and they made all kinds of calculations.

Yang Qing didn't ask anymore, first, he couldn't think of it, if he asked, how would Mochizuki answer him as a saint who was not a saint, he would have a headache for her when he thought about it; Second, he didn't want to get too caught up in the secret affairs of the Demon Sect.

Yang Qing just said suddenly, "Do you remember, do you remember that everyone has a grudge and hatred with the Demon Sect Holy Maiden Mochizuki? ”

“…… Well. ”

"Do you think, if she also did the same as the sect leader back then, will she and I have a different ending? Does she not have to die? ”

Yang Qing lowered his head, hinting at something.

Mochizuki just looked at him strangely, "What do you think?" How is that possible? The Demon Cult is not hers, not what she wants. If you refuse to marry her, the end of you and her will not change. Her death has nothing to do with you. ”

Yang Qing raised his eyes.

"Doesn't the Demon Sect say that the sect leader and the saint rule together? Isn't it a legend that the leader and the saint are inseparable and cannot be betrayed? ”

"Haha, what did the people in the White Dao say? Then, according to your statement, isn't it true that all the saints of the past generations have to marry the sect master? But you see, how many of the saints of the past generations have married the sect master? Mochizuki was amused, she didn't know, it turned out that Bai Dao didn't know so much about the Demon Sect, "Let's put it this way." There are no rules in the Demon Cult, and the rules are set by the leader. Whatever he says, that's what it is. The next teacher is mainly against him, and he still says what he says. Bai Dao may have a lot of rules, and the rules of the Demon Sect seem to be even more. In fact, those are not counted, it all depends on what the people above think. The Demon Cult belongs to the leader, not to the Holy Maiden. ”

Yang Qing was slightly stunned.

He thought that back then, Mochizuki had said such things. She said at the time – I want to change too. I would like to respond to you, but the Holy Religion is not mine.

Under the moonlight, Yang Qing turned around and looked at the girl who was shorter than herself. He looked at her, and felt that he had never seen her clearly. He thought he knew what kind of person she was, but now he thought that he had always been prejudiced against her.

Mochizuki will never possess the Demon Cult, and she will not betray the Demon Cult.

Many people in Baidao don't know about the situation of the Demon Sect, but Yunmen knows some because of Yao Fu's storage. It is said that Mochizuki has long been against Hara Yingxing. A few years ago, the two had a disagreement. Yuan Yingxing behaved absurdly and bizarrely, willfully and recklessly, and was very kind to Yao Fu. Mochizuki is very unpleasant to the eye and has been looking for all kinds of trouble. But that's it, Mochizuki never thought of getting rid of Yuan Yingxing and changing the sect leader.

She's such a headstrong and persistent girl, she has always been like this, never changed - I have a crush on you, and you are like that. A qiē is about what I like and what I don't like, not whether you are happy or unhappy.

Mochizuki saw Yang Qing stop at the door of the house, lowered his head, and looked at her with very strange eyes. The eyes are clear, and the stars are brilliant, so beautiful. Mochizuki blinked, boldly letting his dreams fly, "Why are you looking at me like this?" Did you suddenly find out about me, attracted to me, and want to marry me immediately? ”

"......" Yang Qing's beautiful conjecture about her suddenly fell from the sky to the ground, and she was still in a miserable state of hitting the ground with her face. Yang Qing smiled, "What if you don't want to?" ”

"If you don't want to," Mochizuki looked up, his eyes flying obliquely, and his expression was stern and serious, "you just think about it again." ”

Yang Qing was amused by her, and when he wanted to laugh, his chest was stuffy and he coughed twice.

Mochizuki sorrows: Toxicity, internal injuries, has his body been damaged to this point? No, she had to figure it out.

After coughing, Yang Qing also felt dizzy. He wanted to go into the house to rest, but he found Mochizuki coming in with his heels. He looked at her, "What are you doing here?" ”

Mochizuki is innocent, "Sleep." ”

“…… This is my room, right? ”

Mochizuki looked at him reproachfully, "Young Master Yang, Uncle Zhang's family has a total of two rooms, I don't sleep in the same room with you, do you want to sleep outside?" You can't be so cruel. ”

"Shall I go sleep outside?"

"Have you ever wondered what Uncle Zhang would think when he got up in the middle of the night and saw you outside? He will educate you, how can you snub your lover at night. ”

Yang Qing couldn't help but smile, and there was a graceful meaning between his eyebrows, "Is it not okay for me to meditate in the house?" ”

Mochizuki couldn't find an excuse, so he could only look at him with resentment, "Are you so reluctant to share a bed with me?" ”

"That's right."

“……”

It was one night, and although they were in the same room, Mochizuki occupied the bed alone. Yang Qing sat by the window and meditated, healing his wounds. The girl tossed and turned all night, and it was difficult for her to sleep peacefully because she was surrounded by a beautiful man. In the moonlight, she saw the young man sitting by the window, sprinkled with silver light, white clothes, eyes closed, as quiet and profound as a god and Buddha.

Where can Mochizuki sleep?

The itch in my heart cannot be restrained.

After a while, she tiptoed out of bed, barefoot, and walked up to the young man, leaned down, and examined him carefully. Reach out and get a little closer to his face.

The eyelashes are so long, I don't know what it's like to touch them;

The lip petals are as red as roses, and they are also very soft;

There is also a chin, a neck, and a well-sealed placket......

"If you do this again, I'll order your hole." The beauty with her eyes closed suddenly spoke, bluffing Mochizuki for a moment.

The girl patted her chest and took a step back, and Yang Qing, who had closed her eyes before meeting, opened her eyes. He opened his eyes for a moment, and he was full of brilliance and beauty. The throbbing of a whole spring was in his eyes.

Mochizuki held his heart, faintly resentful, "What about my acupoint?" Have you touched my acupuncture points and my heart? ”

“……”

Yang Qing was angry with her and vomited blood, but he was also very happy. How can there be such a girl!

Almost a spirit of breaking a jar, Yang Qing asked, "Okay, okay, what do you want me to do, let's say it clearly." Can you not grind me all night? ”

Mochizuki said, "Call me 'Ah Yue', and I'll go to sleep obediently." ”

Yang Qing's dark eyes stared at her, and her clear eyes also looked at him. She reminded her of her nickname countless times, but Yang Qing never called it. It seems that screaming is like having to have some unbreakable relationship with her.

Yang Qing smiled slightly and said softly, "Ah Yue, Miss Ah Yue, who gives me the most headache, can you go to sleep?" ”

He said it slowly, spoke softly, and Mochizuki's heart was extremely hot all of a sudden. The flush on her face made her very strange: obviously I have such a thick skin, why did he call "Miss Ah Yue, who gives me the most headache", and she felt soft all over her body and her heart beat faster?

Mochizuki asked, "In a good word, why is it like a love word by you?" ”

Yang Qing asked rhetorically, "A good word, aren't you ashamed to listen to the love words?" ”

Mochizuki: "......"

Yang Qing smiled, stood up, and walked in front of the girl. He lowered his eyes and stroked her forehead, where her bangs were slightly messy. The warm hand made the girl's body tremble slightly. Listen to Yang Qing whisper, "Okay, obedient." I'm tired, I'm uncomfortable, you go to sleep. Don't mess with me. ”

Yang Qing's face was indeed not good, pale and weak, thin and tired. With him like this, Mochizuki really didn't think about it anymore, and obediently went to sleep. But she still can't sleep, she couldn't sleep before, and now, she is worried about Yang Qing's body.

She was also a martial artist.

Now the martial arts are gone, but the eyesight is still there. Mochizuki had already seen that Yang Qing's true qi was circulating in his body, and something was wrong. He meditated for so long, and when he got up, he was even more depressed than before. The situation has not improved, but it has worsened.

But this is just an ordinary internal injury treatment.

It should be that no fragrance seeped into his lungs and changed his body.

Yunmen's superb mental method can usually make Yang Qing's martial arts cultivation twice as effective with half the effort. At this time, it hindered him and made it difficult for him to walk.

Yunmen's mental method is useless, and Yang Qing needs another mental method that can work quickly, restore true qi to the fullest, or suppress the toxicity in the body. Looking at his current appearance, he should not have this kind of mental method. Indeed, Yang Qing's martial arts path is the orthodox way out of Yunmen. The Cloud Gate Mind Method is usually very suitable for him, and there is no need for him to learn other Mind Method.

But Mochizuki has.

In Mochizuki's mind, there are several sets of mental methods. She could even choose one that was most suitable for Yang Qing's current situation—the mental method used by the former Water Hall Master Tingyin. The true air rotation is fast, the toxicity volatilizes slowly, and the biggest disadvantage is that it is mainly self-preservation, there is no aggression, and there is no corresponding martial arts moves.

Yang Qing doesn't need martial arts moves, what he needs is his heart.

However, this mental method is from the Demon Sect.

Mochizuki is a demon saint, how can she teach Yang Qing the mental method that belongs to the demon sect?

Of course she likes Yang Qing, but like it is different from trust. It's her own business to like it, and she can stop at any time, and she can dislike it at any time. But the trust, the hurt of betrayal, the terrible consequences that come with it, it is difficult for her to bear.

Whenever this happens, she thinks, Yang Qing, why are you from Yunmen and a righteous person?

But it's just a thought. It seems that these outstanding men and women of the righteous path are naturally attracted to these people of the Demon Sect.

When Mochizuki was struggling with whether to teach Yang Qing the heart method, Yang Qing was getting thinner and thinner day by day, and Uncle Zhang also led his granddaughter Ah Tong to sell the things in the market, and when he sold these, he moved to Ah Tong's uncle's house to live. Yang Qing helped their grandfather and grandson clean up the house, Uncle Zhang looked at the house in tatters, and sighed sadly, "In this world, there are always some things like chicken ribs, which are useless to leave and reluctant to discard." I was in a dilemma, and I had to grit my teeth to admit it. ”

As Mochizuki entered the door, she saw Yang Qing looking at her and nodding with a smile, "Not bad." ”

Mochizuki was slightly confused: "......"

After the two went out, Mochizuki still held on to that question, "I'm a chicken rib?" You say that I am a chicken rib, tasteless food, and it is a pity to abandon it? But what's wrong with me? ”

Yang Qing raised his forehead, "You misunderstood." I just took a good look at you, and I didn't mean anything else. ”

"You're blind to me!"

"And you're being stupid for me?"

Holding a burden, Hitomi came out of the house, passed by the two of them, and said crisply, "My grandfather said that it's not a family, don't enter a family." The turtle is matched with the king eight, a perfect match! ”

Yang Qing: "......"

Mochizuki: "......"

Waiting for Ah Tong to pass by the front yard, Mochizuki's eyes flashed, and when he saw his side, Yang Qing lowered his head again and coughed up blood. She looked at him for a while, and then said slowly, "I have a mental method to teach you, which will do more with half the effort for your current situation." Do you learn or not? ”

The young man who lowered his head and coughed suddenly looked up at her. The expression in his eyes moved slightly - the mind? This is the core of a martial art.

The mental method that can be remembered by Mochizuki has a unique value even in the Demon Sect.

What is so precious that she wants to teach him?

She's not afraid, she's not afraid, he uses this to use her, and when he runs out, he dumps her and brings huge losses to the Demon Sect?

Mochizuki didn't seem to care, and smiled, "Do you want to learn?" "It's so easy to say, as if you've never struggled with it.

Yang Qing smiled, "Okay." ”

He's not a muddy guy either, struggling to come and go.

Mochizuki coughed, still a little uneasy, "This mental method is actually ......"

Yang Qing finished speaking for her, "Your uncle taught you, I understand." ”

"......" Mochizuki thought, always feeling that the uncle who didn't know if he was dead or not, in her and Yang Qing's mouths, was amazing. She had a guess in her heart and glanced at Yang Qing. The young man stood tall and did not say anything. He didn't say anything, and she naturally didn't say anything.

Love, either the murderous intent is gradually rising, or the Buddha is established.

In the setting sun, young girls stand one after the other. The clothes are the same as the wind, and the hair is half-tangled. Looking at the back of the young man in front of him, Mochizuki thought to himself: I treat you like this, I can be regarded as holding a heart to you. If you fail me, I'll have to pay you a thousand times the price.

[Yang Qing, you are such a good person.

You can't let me down.

I don't trust men, I've seen too much deception and exploitation. Yet in front of you, I am still willing to try. In the end, you have made me worry about me for so many years and make me like it so much. 】

In the next few days, Mochizuki recited this treatment-based mental method to Yang Qing little by little. Yang Qing is lucky, if it is another mental method, she may not remember it. But this mental method, she is really familiar with. When he was young, Lingyin often studied this method and improved it over and over again. Lingyin is a person who has nothing to do, and when he changes his mind, he always asks Mochizuki for help. Lingyin had a good impression of martial arts when he was young, and he wanted to change his mind to be the most powerful in the world. Later, after discovering that she did not have one-ten-thousandth of her spiritual skills in martial arts, she had no choice but to give up. Although he gave up, Mochizuki completely remembered this mental method.

Now, it's just right to recite it to Yang Qing.

Let's say, it really deserves to be the mental method that Lingyin has transformed. There are no other functions, only good healing effect. Yang Qing's body finally didn't continue to deteriorate.

But in the evening of this day, the sky was burning and the clouds were dissipating, and when the sun was falling, Mochizuki sat in the courtyard and listened to Yang Qing tell her about her experience of the mental method. Tuk Tuk Tuk unhurried knock on the door, slowly sounded. The room was unmoving, and the knock on the door stopped and continued to ring.

The people in the courtyard were shocked and looked at each other. The previous relaxed expression was put away, staring at the courtyard door: Is it the fire hall master Mingyang who has come to the door?

Mochizuki motioned to Yang Qing not to come over first, and she went to open the door to see what the situation was. She was playing Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, thinking that if it was Mingyang outside the door, it would be better than Yang Qing to face her.

The door opened in front of Mochizuki, and Mochizuki was ready to look like she should have when facing the Fire Hall Master. But after opening the door, the expression on her face froze:

The person outside the door is not Mingyang, the master of the Fire Hall.

……

At the same time, thousands of miles away, Yao Fu took the disciples of the Cloud Sect all the way to the north, wanting to stay away from the Demon Sect. But in the end, this is the territory of the Demon Cult, and there are a lot of chases along the way. Fortunately, thanks to the protection of the original star, there were no major accidents. But it was precisely because of Yuan Yingxing's entourage that batch after batch of demon cult people chased after them.

A large number of Demon Sect members, fighting, crying, and howling - Master, go back with us! You can't ignore the Holy Religion!

Sect Master, you can't elope with the people of the White Dao! You're gone, how can we live!

The dependence of the Demon Sect on the Sect Master is greater than the hatred of Bai Dao. There are also people who secretly begged Yao Fu, hoping that Yao Fu would persuade Yuan Yingxing.

Yao Fu: ...... From beginning to end, I didn't say anything.

Yuan Yingxing answered these answers, all of them were beaten. Fight until the opponent is satisfied, and fight until no one can stop his way.

On this day, another group of Demon Sect members were seriously injured by the sect leader and fled, and the junior disciples of the Cloud Gate were also injured by different Cheng Dù. After Yao Fu finished reading these disciples, he asked where Yuan Yingxing was, and searched all the way. Far away, down a slope, she saw the shrubs and water's edge, the woods were dense, and the young man stood by the sparkling light with his hands in his hands, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

This month is not the other month, a thousand miles in total.

Yao Fu hesitated, stepped forward, "Original ......"

Her words stopped, and the voice of the system sounded coldly in her head—

[Yuan Yingxing's favorability towards the host: 0.] 】

Yuan Yingxing turned his face and looked at her with a faint expression. As if he found it interesting, he smiled, "That's interesting." ”

It's really interesting.

How can you sometimes rejoice in a person, and sometimes feel like that's it?

How could he betray the Holy Sect at the same time and feel a little sad at the same time?

There seem to be two original stars.

Both are him.

Neither of them was him.

In the black light, the clothes were flying, and the original sect leader looked at the woman opposite gently, and said, "Ah Yao, I called you like that, right?" ”