The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

When Yan Jiu first accepted Fengyang as his teacher, he wasn't very talkative.

Feng Yang always teases Yanjiu. As long as Yanjiu talks nonsense 10 times a day, he will tell Yanjiu a secret.

In Fengyang's heart, children should be very curious about secrets.

But at that time Yanjiu had no interest in the so-called "secrets".

But even though he had no interest in it, Yanjiu used this trick to trick Shang Jing when he grew up.

His broad robe and long sleeves held Shang Jing's waist, like the last leaf falling in late autumn, solitary and thin.

But the hand holding Shang Jing's lifeline has the tenacity of the last leaf.

Shang Jing was completely unaware of Yanjiu's hand holding his lifeline.

Now he only finds it interesting that Yanjiu threw himself into his arms in an unconventional manner during his wedding to Zhou Jing.

Holding his own lifeline in one hand, he still begs himself pitifully to stop.

Therefore, Shang Jing also stretched out his free hand and hugged Yanjiu's waist.

His body shape is larger than Yanjiu, and he can cover Yanjiu's entire body in his arms.

From the perspective of the spectators on the field, I can see a bit of lingering sadness.

Wait, what's going on now?

Why did this illegitimate son of the Bai family throw himself into Shang Jing's arms?

Some of the young men and women on the court had even begun to get angry. You should know that Shang Jing was the target of countless wealthy families.

Many children from aristocratic families are trying to please Shang Jing, but they can't find a way.

And Yanjiu, the illegitimate son, was so close to Shang Jing.

Shang Jing leaned against Yanjiu's ear and asked softly: "What secret do you want to tell me?"

Yanjiu: "..." Shang Jing actually fell for this trick to deceive children.

Really having no choice, Yanjiu could only excuse himself: "The other day I saw a paper bird fly to your yard and put down a talisman."

Yanjiu's words are true, the paper bird is his, and so is the talisman.

I just hope that when Shang Jing goes crazy, the talisman can stop him.

Fortunately, the Zhou family is not too far away from the Shang family, and the talisman was painted with his own blood, so it can still be summoned.

Yanjiu still hugged Shang Jing tightly, but the hand under his sleeve made a silent hand gesture.

Immediately, the surrounding figures and noises receded.

Day turned into night, the moon and stars were sparse, there was a gentle breeze and the sound of cicadas.

When he noticed something was wrong around him, Shang Jing grabbed Yanjiu tightly and dragged Yanjiu together into that strange space.

This space is separated from the real world and is a small world created by Yanjiu using talismans.

When Yanjiu drew this talisman, he only hoped that this small world could trap Shang Jing for a while and prevent Shang Jing from going crazy.

Indeed, in the real world, thousands of sprouts that were about to break through the ground retreated one after another as Shang Jing entered the small world.

In the small world, Shang Jing held Yanjiu's wrist tightly. He approached Yanjiu, smiled and asked Yanyan:

"Take my lifeline and want to kill me?"

Yanjiu's face was blank and innocent: "What is the lifeline?"

Shang Jing moved forward again: "Do you know where this is?"

Yanjiu was very calm: "I don't know, is this the world you created, Mr. Shang?"

Shang Jing stared directly into Yanjiu's eyes: "Why did you agree to marry Zhou Jing?"

Yanjiu looked shy when he lowered his head: "The orders of parents, the words of matchmakers."

Shang Jing shook off Yanjiu's hand and said coldly: "Hypocrisy."

Yanjiu was completely unaware. He reached out and asked Shang Jing: "Mr. Shang, how should we get out of here?"

Hearing this, Shang Jing raised the corners of his lips in a strange way. He touched Yanjiu's cheek frivolously and said with a hint:

"Shouldn't this be asking you?"

Yanjiu said calmly: "How do I know how to leave?"

Shang Jing exposed Yanjiu's lies without any roundabout ways:

"You must have constructed this space. From the moment I entered this space, I smelled the ubiquitous scent of honeysuckle.

And this space is very similar to the feeling on your body. "

Yanjiu: "???" Is there any? Why doesn't he know it himself?

"That time with Hongzhi, you must have discovered that she was a ghost plant from the beginning.

As for just now, no one knew what I wanted to do.

Tell me to stop as soon as you come up. Your perception is much more sensitive than those warlocks with profound spiritual power. "

Shang Jing's cold fingers were like knives as he continued to stroke Yan Jiu's cheek:

"So... tell me, who are you?"

Yanjiu's eyelashes drooped, looking weak and innocent, but he grabbed Shang Jing's hand, tough and straightforward.

Press Shang Jing's hand on his neck.

Yanjiu's words were very calm and fearless:

"If you don't believe me, then just strangle me to death.

As for me, I have no special origin.

I just learned some weird things from an old man on the mountain.

This space is created purely to see if you are happy or not.

I love peace. "

Feeling the pulse beating under his palm, Shang Jing laughed angrily:

"Nonsense, you hate this world too."

Hearing this, Yan Jiu finally looked at Shang Jing with a strange look.

He didn't like this world. This was the first time someone told him so bluntly.

Shang Jing took back the hand on Yanjiu's neck and threatened with a half-smile:

"I advise you to put away this space formation, otherwise I can forcefully break out and kill half of your life."

Yanjiu took a deep breath and smiled patiently at Shang Jing:

"Mr. Shang, don't worry about whether I like this world or not. My master taught me to be kind to others.

Mr. Shang, your idea of ​​destroying the world is in accordance with the master's will.

I'm going to stop you, even if I can't. "

Yanjiu looked up at Shang Jing with a careless smile in his eyes, as if he didn't even bother to pretend.

Shang Jing raised his hand, wanting to destroy this little world.

But he couldn't do anything, even though the small world of Yanjiu was weird and difficult to understand.

But some things are not so indestructible in the face of absolute power.

Just looking at Yanjiu's indifferent face, Shang Jing hesitated.

It was during this gap that the sky above suddenly became distorted, and the earth shook in an instant.

Yanjiu's feet were unsteady and he plunged into Shang Jing's arms.

Shang Jing stretched out his hand to support Yan Jiu and frowned: "What tricks are you doing again?"

Yanjiu looked around: "It's not me, someone is outside..."

Before Yan Jiu could finish speaking, the world had become extremely distorted, and an arrow of light shot from the void, pointing directly at Shang Jing's back.

Shang Jing felt the sharp murderous aura behind him, but he was actually able to avoid it.

But if he dodged, the arrow would point directly at Yanjiu's chest.

Due to some strange combination of circumstances, he didn't hide.

The light arrow penetrated into Shang Jing's shoulder, and then disappeared suddenly, followed by blood stains spreading on Shang Jing's clothes...

Yanjiu: "..."

Yanjiu was really annoyed this time. He hated owing favors to others.

Looking into the void, Yanjiu couldn't tell who was invading his world and from which direction.

Now it means that he is in the light and the enemy is in the dark, which is really bad.

Biting his finger, Yan Jiu drew another spell in mid-air, opening up another space.

Immediately, Yanjiu dragged the injured Shang Jing and quickly hid inside.

At that time, Shang Jing still had time to look at Yan Jiu:

"I can't tell, but you are very skilled in the art of space opening."

Yanjiu said lukewarmly:

"I can't fight, so of course I have to be good at escaping."

Looking back with a slumped face, Yanjiu asked Shang Jing: "What's wrong with your injury..."

Before Yanjiu could finish speaking, Shang Jing was already sliding down Yanjiu's body.

At the same time, the wound on his shoulder was filled with darkness.

Yanjiu: "..."

Without any time to think, Yanjiu directly stuffed his newly chewed finger into Shang Jing's mouth.

"Suck my blood."

Shang Jing's bones were very hard: "Don't suck."

Yanjiu's whole body was filled with exhaustion:

"Is there something waiting outside? You don't think I can defeat that thing, do you?

If you don't get better soon, both of us will be killed. "

Finally, Yanjiu asked Shang Jing: "Mr. Shang, you can't be so kind, right? Don't you dare to smoke?"