Lao Zhou: "Zizhen, you don't charge us for consultation every time, how can we always take advantage of you?" ”

Mencius really smiled: "It's not that you don't take a penny. ”

His eyes fell on the two eggplants on the table at his house, "Why don't you send these two eggplants back to me to stir-fry?" ”

Lao Zhou sighed: "Where is this enough!" ”

Mencius really looked pensive, "Why don't you tell me about your previous adventures in that demon city?" ”

"Every time I pay you, you don't want it," Lao Zhou paused again and again, "just a handful of cowpeas, an eggplant, or let us tell you those country spirit anecdotes, Zizhen, what do you say you want?" ”

"It's just that I've been interested in these gods and ghosts since I was a child. What's more, seeing a doctor for the big guy is also considered to have accumulated merit. Mencius was really angry, and there was a look of curiosity between his eyebrows, "That Ecstasy Pavilion is really headed by a fox demon named King Hu?" What is the temperament of this King Hu? What does it look like? ”

Referring to the nightmare of the past few days, Lao Zhou still couldn't help but keep cold, and sighed, "Actually, these fox demons have never abused us, but these guys with long hair on their faces, all of them are not human or ghosts, and ......they panic when they look at them."

Mencius really lowered his eyes and listened very attentively.

"Then do you think this King Hu is good or bad?" He asked softly.

Lao Zhou didn't think about it, and asserted: "These monsters don't have a good person." I think it's ill-intentioned to keep these monsters for us to raise. ”

Mencius's eyes darkened slightly.

I don't know how long it took, the tea on the table was washed two or three times, and it was so faint that I couldn't feel any taste, so Lao Zhou personally sent Mencius to the door.

Seeing that Mencius was really pale and weak, warm and jade-like, Lao Zhou picked up the eggplant, grabbed two corns, and stuffed them into his arms together with the diagnosis gold, and comforted: "What merit do you accumulate, I think you were a great good person in your last life, these are all vain, go back and make up for your body, and grow more meat......

Mencius really only wanted eggplant and corn, but he still didn't take a penny for the consultation. He smiled at Old Zhou Wan'er, his voice was light and gentle, but his meaning was very firm.

"Old Zhou, I'm not accumulating merit for myself."

Lao Zhou was stunned and didn't understand what he meant, but Mencius really waved his hand at him, carried the medicine box, and stepped back on the sunset.

Forsythia thought he didn't understand, but he understood earlier than them and understood more than them.

Whether it is a human or a demon, they all hope that he can stay away from right and wrong and be kept in the dark forever, and even so, he will not live up to their good intentions.

If she is good by nature, it is the icing on the cake.

If she is evil in nature, then she kills one and he saves another.

As a mortal, there's only so much he can do.

Zanglong Mountain is located on the east side of Xiaoxiang Daze, and the road is far away.

Unlike in the past, when Xia Forsythia surrounded Ling Shouyi, she and Ling Shouyi had no unnecessary communication along the way.

One reason is that she herself can't get over this threshold, others have slept with each other, and after she slept with Ling Shouyi, the atmosphere was subtle and cold.

The most important thing was that she felt that Ling Shouyi was even more cold to her than before.

The psychological construction she has done for herself is very successful, and her attitude towards Ling Shouyi is no longer as sensitive as before, and Ling Shouyi's estrangement will not be so easy to arouse her grievances.

This is actually a bit similar to the B game she played before, what she did was actually three minutes of heat, and it was very good when she was on it, and after playing for half a year, her enthusiasm for paper men quickly receded, and she retreated cleanly.

Although today's Ling Shouyi is a real living person.

Xia Lianqiao pursed her lips. But her feelings for him are not out of a momentary mood, sober up, not sincere, so far good for both of them.

Another reason is that Lao Bai is now very wary of her contact with Ling Shouyi.

Sometimes Xia Lianqiao had just taken a few steps to Ling Shouyi's side, and Lao Bai called her back, "Forsythia, come here." ”

She didn't know why, but she didn't dare to go against Lao Bai's intentions and obediently turned back. Lao Bai now suspected that there was a leg between her and Ling Shouyi, how could she dare to let her know that they had slept together.

So, under such circumstances, Xia Lianqiao naturally harassed Li Langhuan.

Or Lang Huan's daughter is the best!!

Lao Bai has seen her with a straight face recently, Ling Shouyi is expressionless humanoid self-propelled refrigerator, but Lang Huan's daughter no matter what she does, she will praise her very facefully.

"Oh, Lang Huan, this little flower is for you!"

Xiaoxiang Daze is full of spiritual energy, and there are countless wild grasses and wild flowers on the roadside.

It can be seen that Lang Huan has been in low spirits for the past few days, and has been worrying about the black boss, Xia Forsythia has worked hard to please her, and she stopped and stopped all the way, and soon collected a small handful of wild flowers and sent them to Li Langhuan like a treasure.

Li Langhuan was flattered: "Is it for me?" ”

"Good flowers with beauties." Xia Lianqiao smiled.

Li Langhuan's face was slightly red, and she was embarrassed to take the bouquet in her arms.

Bai Ji'an couldn't look past it, and dismantled the stage with a smile, "It's all wild flowers, you listen to her nonsense, just her mouth, she can tell you to be alive." ”

Forsythia: "How is this a wildflower?" These wildflowers have been given a unique meaning by me to Lang Huan! ”

"From today on, Lang Huan will have a unique little flower that belongs to her in this world!" She is serious and righteous in her words.

One trick is fresh, eat all over the world. From childhood to adulthood, this set of words has been used by her to deal with her mother, her aunt, her classmates and friends.

The results are great every time.

The same is true this time.

Li Langhuan cherished it. Xia Lianqiao turned around and saw Bai Ji'an's unbearable expression, so he decisively took a handful of dog tail grass on the side of the road and stuffed it into Bai Ji'an's hand.

"This dog's tail grass will be given to Big Brother Bai."

"Congratulations to Big Brother Bai for owning the unique dog tail grass in this world!" She snapped and clapped.

Bai Ji'an sneered: "It's itchy, isn't it?" ”

A line of sight suddenly shot in, the existence was extremely distinct, like a knife stabbing a sword, Xia Forsythia was stunned, his scalp was numb for a while, and he turned his head to meet a pair of cold black eyes.

Ling Shouyi, who had been isolating all of them by himself, suddenly changed color, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked at her coldly, and there was even a little hatred and hurt in his eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reviewed her words and deeds just now.

What's wrong?

She didn't seem to say anything wrong, did she?

But before she could come up with a reason, Ling Shouyi looked away again.

Chapter 48

Not far from the three of them, Ling Shouyi sat silently with his eyes closed.

Rao was not interested in seeing it, and the wind also brought the laughter between the three of them to his ears.

The boy sat in silence with an expressionless face and an indifferent expression.

He didn't care what they were talking about, he didn't care if he was alone.

He likes to be alone, he likes not to bother him.

Just like when I used to live alone in the palace of the sky, the high is high, and the wind is colder and colder.

Since birth, Ling Shouyi has known that he has a high status, and unlike others, he has been away from his parents since he was a child, and he has hardly enjoyed the affection of his parents.

In addition to knowing the identity and surname of his parents, where the two of them were, whether they were alive or dead, no one told him, he was confused at first, and he would miss, and he would imagine his mother's temperature.

Although the people in the Xianmen were born with wisdom, he was only a few months old at the time, and his appearance was cold and pretty, and there was no doubt that he was a seven or eight-year-old child in the world, and his heart was also a child's heart.

When he was meditating in the Duxiao Palace, there was a faint sound of laughter from Xiao Xian'e and Xiao Xian playing outside. Immediately after, a sound of wind flew by, and the little boy opened his eyes and saw a keju landing in front of his futon.

The laughter outside the window came to an abrupt end at this moment. The faces of the Xian'e Immortals, who were still playing happily just now, turned pale all of a sudden, and they knelt down at the door of the Duxiao Hall tremblingly to plead guilty.

Ling Shouyi lowered his eyes and looked at the Keju in front of him very quietly, it seemed to be a fashionable thing in the world.

He had seen it when he was slaying demons in the nether realm, and it seemed that it took many people to play.

It seems that one more of him is not a big deal.

His fingertips moved slightly, and at this moment he also wanted to play jokes with them and kick Keju happily together. However, he also only thinks about it. He knew that his presence would only disappoint people.

A long time ago, he once knew a little fairy waiter, who was naïve and carefree, did not know his true identity, and only regarded him as a fairy child like him.

The little fairy attendant asked him curiously, "Which hall are you waiting in?" ”

At that time, Ling Shouyi didn't know what he thought, he secretly concealed his true identity, "I'm serving in the Crossing Heaven Palace." ”

He had a happy afternoon with the little fairy waiter, and a few days later, the little fairy waiter called him to go to the Tianchi to play, and did not forget to call friends and call a group of playmates on weekdays.

These little fairy attendants looked at the strange boy in front of them in surprise, eight or nine years old in the world, with a pale and delicate complexion, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a cold complexion, revealing an incompatible cold and cramped.

"This is Ling Daoyou." The little fairy attendant introduced them to them.

These little immortal attendants looked at each other and said in one voice, "Ling Dao is friendly. But I don't know what to do with this child who is too cold and reserved.

He wouldn't let go of his body, and before he knew it, he would become them playing on the side, while he sat by the pool with his eyes down and watched the carp swim in the pool.

Occasionally, a little fairy waiter consciously snubbed him, ran up to him and asked him, "Are you bored?" ”

Ling Shouyi saw that he was full of embarrassment and uncomfortable expression, paused for half a second, and replied according to his wishes: "It's okay." ”

The little fairy servant really breathed a sigh of relief.

From this moment, Ling Shouyi knew very clearly that they did not welcome him. His presence is like putting an anachronistic thing where it shouldn't, with an out-of-place oddity everywhere.

He asked these little fairy 'e and the little fairy attendants to take Keju away. The Xian'e Immortal attendants breathed a long sigh of relief, and walked to the outside of the Crossing Hall with the ball in their arms as if they had been reborn.

Thinking back to their relieved looks, Ling Shouyi quietly thought, is his face so hateful?

He also wanted to distinguish the laughter.

But the outside of the hall was empty and quiet, and these little fairy attendants were afraid of angering him, so they had already walked away with the ball in their arms, and they never dared to return to the front of the Duxiao Hall to play.

The huge, deserted Sky Crossing Hall was as cold as a snow cave, and he was the only one left.

It was just a time of his childhood, rare, fragile and soft. Just like the fleeting childhood of a person in the Xianmen, these fragility and softness are just a dream for Ling Shouyi, passing by in the blink of an eye.

Over time, he has become a habit, and his habit has become cold and cold. He was accustomed to being alone, accustomed to putting all his energy on the Great Dao, as if he was born to seek the Tao.

No one dared to approach him because of the name of the Palm Immortal Sect, and he never approached anyone.

He had to make himself ruthless enough to slay the Sin Immortals so that he wouldn't be influenced by his own feelings.

He rarely remembers the past, and even now it is only fleeting.

St. John's Wort is an exception for him. She is the only one who has dared to revolve around herself in the past eighteen years, and she seems to be never tireless.