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

Many things are really unsolvable.

For example, right now, Yanjiu doesn't know how to get out of this predicament.

He had never thought of having a head-on confrontation with the Bai family. The brother and sister who were now in power in the Bai family treated him well, and the head of the Bai family did give him life.

Yanjiu didn't want to stand out, and he wasn't a radical person.

Forget it, just accept it, it just hurts a little anyway.

Thinking back to when he jumped off the cliff, wasn't he not afraid of anything?

Yanjiu's laziness is reflected in all aspects. He doesn't even bother to find more ways out for himself.

Let nature take its course and let things take their own course, this is his normal state.

The martial attendants lifted Yanjiu's hands and hung them on both sides of the pavilion.

His thin body was swaying in the air, lonely and thin, but yet exuding an extremely sharp sense of beauty.

Through the clothes, you can see the jagged shape of the Yanjiu butterfly, as if it is about to spread its wings and fly.

At the door of Bai's house, Shang Jing's eyes were dark and unclear.

He always found it strange that Yan Jiu, with his thin soul, always seemed to be able to tear out the soul in a thrilling way.

Yes, it was thrilling. There were several times when Shang Jing saw Yan Jiu in desperate situations, and he felt frightened in his heart.

Yanjiu, a person with a dull appearance and a dull temperament, has a thrilling contradiction.

But at this time, Shang Jing was very unhappy when he saw Yan Jiu hanging in the so-called repentance pavilion.

Although he did not receive an invitation from the Bai family, Shang Jing was a supreme existence in Yanyang.

He stepped into the Bai family's yard as if there was no one else around.

The members of the Bai family who were so arrogant just now still have to follow Shang Jing with a smiling face.

Shang Jingzhuang walked in the direction of the Repentance Pavilion unintentionally, but his steps were leisurely, as if he was visiting a scenic spot.

The second uncle of the Bai family who was accompanying him saw Shang Jing's appearance and immediately felt relieved. As expected, Shang Jing was just playing with Yan Jiu and was not really here to save Yan Jiu.

Therefore, the second uncle of the Bai family stopped Shang Jing and said:

"Mr. Shang, don't go there. There's nothing interesting about educating disciples who have made mistakes."

However, Shang Jing just glanced at the second uncle of the Bai family and continued walking forward indifferently.

Instantly, the second uncle of the Bai family had goosebumps on his back. The glance from Shang Jing just now made him feel an extremely strong sense of oppression, and his scalp began to feel numb.

Shang Jing has a clear goal and goes straight to the regret pavilion.

At that time, Yanjiu had just received a thunder talisman and an ice talisman.

A little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which was glaringly red, and he was still trembling slightly.

However, Yanjiu was still smiling, smiling indifferently.

He even greeted Shang Jing:

"Mr. Shang, good morning.

I have two buns left in the front room.

I waited in line for 20 minutes to buy it. Can you take a look at it before you leave? "

Shang Jing mocked Yan Jiu:

"You don't think I will collect the buns for you, do you?"

Yanjiu twitched the corner of his mouth:

"There's no need to collect them specially, but there are two stray cats in front of Bai's house. It's better to feed the buns to the cats than to waste them."

Yanjiu is a person who never gets along well with other people, but he is very affectionate towards small animals.

Shang Jing's expression showed awkwardness. He looked up at Yan Jiu who was hanging up his hands. Only when he got closer did he realize that there were strangulation marks on his wrists.

Shang Jing sneered: "Oh, you are really pitiful."

In fact, Shang Jing couldn't tell why he had such an attitude towards Yanjiu. He just felt depressed in his heart, but he didn't know where the depression came from.

After calming down the unreasonable thoughts in his heart, Shang Jing raised his head and met Yanjiu's eyes.

Many things are undercurrent.

Neither of them spoke, but Yanjiu felt that Shang Jing was waiting for him to speak.

To be precise, Shang Jing was waiting for him to ask him to take him away.

Yanjiu thought, maybe Shang Jing was trying to satisfy his own evil desires.

However, if Shang Jing had come half an hour earlier, he might have left with Shang Jing by now.

But this time, Yanjiu didn't want to leave with Shang Jing.

Somehow, he had a premonition that he would have to stay at the Bai family today and he would meet something or someone very important.

Yan Jiu can do calculations, but what is more accurate is his hunch.

What's more, the Bai family won't really kill him.

Yanjiu raised his eyes and glanced at Shang Jing, his peach blossom eyes curled up with a sincere smile.

Shang Jing was stunned. He had never seen Yanjiu smile like this at him.

But when he came back to his senses, Yanjiu's eyes were empty and indifferent again:

"Mr. Shang, cats eat meat. Give the meat fillings to the two stray cats and throw the skins into the trash can. I'm sorry to bother you."

Shang Jing didn't know what was going on in Yanjiu's mind, but he knew that Yanjiu rejected him.

Maybe it was alienation, maybe it was distrust, maybe it was the indifference in Yanjiu's eyes that made him think that the Bai Family Repentance Pavilion had nothing to do with it.

Shang Jing smiled coldly, turned and left.

Also, what is his relationship with Yanjiu? Yanjiu is just a tonic when he is bored.

Everyone in the Bai family couldn't guess what Shang Jing was thinking. They only knew that Shang Jing came in a grand manner and left as cold as ice.

Yan Jiu in the regret pavilion is also confused. Is Shang Jing angry? It's really strange why Shang Jing is angry.

……

Shaoqing, outside the wall of the Bai family, Shang Jing put his hands in his pockets and looked coldly at the two cats in the corner eating the meat.

The cow cat devoured the food and even rubbed Shang Jing's legs after eating.

The other little white cat ate in small mouthfuls, looking extremely delicate.

After eating, he turned around and left, completely indifferent and arrogant.

Shang Jing didn't know what his psychology was. He squatted down, grabbed the little white cat by the neck, and sneered at the little white cat:

"He has a bad heart and a dog's heart, and he doesn't know what is good or what is bad."

After saying that, he put the little white cat in his arms and took it away.

The cowcat was left alone in a daze. This two-legged beast was a bit strange. He had performed better just now. Why did the two-legged beast take Xiaobai away.

……

Late at night, the various talismans imposed on Yanjiu had stopped, and the people watching Yanjiu also withdrew, but they did not let go of Yanjiu.

In the cold and silent pavilion, only the cold wind blew on Yanjiu's body, making him shiver.

But Yanjiu has been sleeping, sleeping can heal the pain.

But Yan Jiu did not sleep soundly. He always felt that there was something white in front of his eyes, a small white ball, like a flower or fog.

Yanjiu wanted to open his eyes, but couldn't move at all. Nightmare?

At this time, Yanjiu was a little anxious. He always felt that the white things around him made him feel particularly familiar, even warm.

It was an intriguing feeling, but it made Yanjiu's heart feel sour and made him realize the emotions that humans should have.

Yanjiu struggled in his sleep, and finally, he suddenly opened his eyes.

A small, light white magnolia floated in front of his eyes.

The white magnolia touched Yan Jiu's finger carefully, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Immediately, the white magnolia broke into small pieces and scattered in the air.

Yanjiu's eyes can see more than ordinary warlocks.

He vaguely saw the afterimage of a woman among the broken magnolias.

An inexplicable emotional pull made Yanjiu want to break free from the rope on his hand, leaving behind the woman's broken soul, but to no avail.

Just for a moment, there was nothing left in the yard.

Yanjiu's back drooped, looking slumped and depressed.

Yanjiu felt his sore heart. He felt that his perception of the world's emotions was slowly returning...

For example, at this time, he had a strong sense of loss.

At this time, in the middle of the night, Bai Xiucheng didn't know where to go home.

As soon as he returned home, he saw Yanjiu in the yard. Bai Xiucheng glanced at Yanjiu unpreparedly. He didn't know that Yanjiu was here.

Bai Xiucheng wanted to leave, but Yanjiu took the initiative to talk to Bai Xiucheng for the first time:

"Mr. Bai, have you seen a white magnolia?"