The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

Wen Ling's eyes lingered on the fake money for a while, and she felt two eyes staring at her.

One comes from Ye Chenming, straightforward and bold, and the other comes from the book boy behind him, obscure and easy to explain.

"Is this yours?" Wen Ling showed no expression. She glanced at the broken bracelet on the scholar's wrist and handed over the fake money. The other party immediately took it and thanked her.

"Miss Wen Ling, this is the picture book I read in this world. Take a look." Ye Chenming opened the box they moved. Wen Ling glanced at it lightly and felt that she could not walk.

"Heaven and Earth, I Want to Become an Immortal", "The Reincarnation of the God-Emperor of All Realms", "Ascending to the Upper Realm City"...

Dazzling book title, seems interesting?

Wen Ling wanted to see it, but still pretended not to care and looked into Ye Chenming's eyes: "Conditions?"

"what?"

"On condition that you lend me a book."

Ye Chenming was stunned for a moment, he didn't have any conditions, just because you like it, I happened to have it, so I borrowed it.

"It's inconvenient to inform you that I can't accept it." Wen Ling suppressed the desire in her heart very principledly.

Because she has known her identity since she was a child, she knows that every kindness others do to her must be repaid.She doesn't accept people's kindness without reason.

"Wait a minute, Miss Wen Ling." Seeing that she was about to leave, Ye Chenming became anxious. His brain that had been restless for many years had a historical highlight today: "Can you guide me in my cultivation?"

"Huh?" Wen Ling stopped and looked a little puzzled: "Isn't there a gentleman?"

"Uh...I don't quite understand..."

"Oh." Wen Ling thought for a moment. She only came here to go to school and had no contact with other students. However, she could still see their learning status every time: "What I can teach is the same as sir, are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"Okay, then come to me after the break tomorrow. I have something to do today." After saying that, Wen Ling left.

"Wait, book."

"There is no teaching today, so I can't watch."

When Ye Chenming heard her words, he suddenly smiled, inexplicably feeling that her little principle... was cute?

In this way, Ye Chenming spent several hours in agony, and finally waited until the next day to rest. Wen Ling sat under the tree by herself as before.

"Miss Wen Ling."

Wen Ling nodded to him when she saw the person coming, and the latter handed her the second volume of "Counterattack on the Immortal Emperor" without saying anything.

"Thank you, what don't you understand?"

"Uh...I don't really understand..."

"???"

Wen Ling suddenly felt that this task was a bit difficult, but she had already taken over the painting book.

If you want her to return it now, it's like feeding a cat a cat strip. Cat Wen just sniffed it, so you want to take the cat strip away?

impossible!I can't say anything!

"Wait for me." Wen Ling turned on the storage ring on her hand, rummaged through it for a while, and found the textbook where she recorded her thoughts: "Read this first, and ask if there is anything you don't understand."

"!!!"

Ye Chenming was a little flattered. He never thought about asking Wen Ling to teach him anything. After all, we are all students. No matter how well she learns, she can't be better than her husband.

At most, just a few words of advice.Who would have thought that she would give herself this?

He took the textbook over and the scroll was well protected, as if it were new. It could be seen how much the owner loved books.

"Thank you!"

"nothing."

There were tall trees lining the trees, and that year the two of them were holding a book underneath each other, not disturbing each other, while the bookboy served them tea.

This scene is unexpectedly beautiful.

Of course there are some small episodes, such as...

"Pa." There was a sound of the book being closed with a slight force. Wen Ling stood up without saying a word, her small chest heaving. Ye Chen knew that she was angry with the protagonist in it.

"Shall we read another book?"

After almost a year of getting along, Ye Chenming knew her temper. He took out the new book and put it aside. He didn't pay much attention to her and continued to read the textbook and study and practice.

Wen Ling calmed down for a while, but instead of accepting the new book as usual, she asked, "How are you preparing for the Immortal Sect exam?"

"Huh? It's okay..." Ye Chenming's tone was a little weak. Although he worked hard, talent is just a little bit short, and it's hard to make up for it:

"It's definitely not as good as the Immortal Mountain, but it's almost possible to join the astrology branch and start as a handyman."

Wen Ling nodded: "Immortals are not contemptuous, and all the ways have the same origin."

Ye Chenming smiled, knowing that she would tell her not to underestimate him, but to work hard.

If people read too many picture books, will they still be affected in their speech?

"Then we will meet again at the pinnacle of immortality." He imitated her tone and said, the man raised his head at a 45° angle: "Yes."

It was the graduation season before the Immortal Sect exam, and some people were destined to be separated. Ye Chenming looked at Wen Ling being picked up by the girl in purple and silently clenched his fists.

We will definitely meet again at the top!

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Qin Yuan, whose body was penetrated by ghost power, lowered her head. Circle after circle of Tao power spread through her body. Although it was very weak, it affected the surroundings strangely.

After an unknown amount of time, the hanging fingertips moved slightly, and the actual ghost power slowly melted and was absorbed by Qin Yuan...no, it should be said that it was absorbed by Su Cheng's body.

Without that thing to rely on, Qin Yuan lay on the ground, and the unknown ghost behind him was still holding her tightly.

"What is true? What is false? Who am I? Who am I!"

Reluctance, confusion, anger, and all kinds of negative emotions are on him. In ghost terms, this is called resentment.

Qin Yuan was completely unconscious, but the Taoist power of the senior sister was working, silently receiving everything.

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On a rainy night, a remote wooden house.

Ye Chenming collapsed on the chair without any energy. The smell of alcohol in the room was very strong, but this would not have such a big impact on someone who had half-stepped into the monk's door frame.

He vaguely felt something was wrong?

"Little plum..."

He called to his bookboy, who walked in as if he could never stand up straight.

"Help me boil a pot of hangover soup..."

The other party did not respond and stood motionless. Ye Chenming frowned. Just as he was about to say something, the man stretched out his hand: "Young Master has drunk too much. Let me help you go to rest."

"Ok?"

This seemed to be the first time that Xiao Lizi had disobeyed his order. Ye Chenming was a little annoyed by the feeling of powerlessness, and said again in a slightly heavier tone: "Hangover soup..."

As soon as the three words were opened, the lamp on the table dug into his temple. There was a sound of something breaking. Ye Chenming fell to the ground, and a fake money with the character "Li" rolled in front of him.

"Master...it's time to rest."

Little Li Zi held the lamp in his hand, with some blood on the tip. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of hatred.

"What are you doing!" Ye Chenming mobilized the little spiritual energy in his body to get rid of the feeling of powerlessness, but the former quickly gave him another head blow.

"Master, it's time to rest!"

He threw Ye Chenming down as if going crazy, holding the lamp with both hands and smashing it down crazily:

"I said you should rest! It's time to rest! Why don't you rest! Can't you hear me? Give me a rest! Rest!!!"