About me traveling to the world of immortality but finding ways to surf the Internet

"...I still don't quite believe this is true." After being surprised, Yang Yuyao was silent for a long time before speaking again, "I don't have relevant memories like Suzaku said."

"Of course I don't want you to be." He Qianqing slowly stroked Yang Yuyao's black hair again and said, "But why do you want to see more when you obviously like to stay in one place for a long time? How can you see such thoughts in this world?"

"Probably because of me..." Yang Yuyao wanted to say that even if he was a deadbeat, he still had a strong curiosity about the world and wanted to understand it. But on second thought, according to the past, even if he wanted to know more about the world, he would not choose to travel in person.

Is it because the original world network was so developed that he could truly travel 80,000 miles a day and view interesting sights around the world at home? Obviously this is not the only reason. After Yang Yuyao carefully analyzed himself, he found that he had no urge to travel in the original world. Not mentioning external factors, just looking at himself, his curiosity about the world did not need to be visited in person, but only by reading books, Just watch the video and you will be satisfied.

However, in this world, the reason why he wanted to travel was indeed a faint sense of responsibility urging him to move forward, even if he complained in his heart that he had to keep walking and wanted to find a place to stay. But the so-called reasons that force him to travel are actually more accurately the excuses he makes for his desire to travel, which goes against his own habits. He told himself that he was doing it as a last resort so that he could reconcile with himself better.

But Yang Yuyao still couldn't figure out why he was an immortal? Why is he the most special god in the world? If he was the reincarnation of some other immortal, Yang Yuyao might be able to accept it easily. After all, the speed at which his realm is improving is indeed so ridiculously fast that it feels like cutting off his account and retraining. But it's a fairy... This is even more bizarre than a beggar who has lived by rummaging through scraps in garbage dumps since childhood and suddenly being found and told that you are now the emperor of this country and it's time to go back and ascend the throne!

"Maybe I still need some time to confirm and accept this..." Yang Yuyao sighed and said, "But Master, why are you suddenly willing to tell me your guess? Didn't you say that you didn't want to tell me? Of?"

"It's true that I don't want to be my master, but Xiaoyao, have you ever thought that you underestimated yourself and overestimated us? We are also monks in the tribulation period. Could it be that I, my teacher, or other tribulation period monks really Is there any way to fight against that monster that can bring souls from other worlds into this world even when it is extremely weak? What restrictions do you have in this world and have to rely on this body of yours? So what restrictions can Leave it helpless?" He Qianqing asked, "Xiao Yao, have you ever thought that the loyal Suzaku might know part of the answer?"

"Suzaku...heh..." Yang Yuyao couldn't help but yawned due to sleepiness. He rubbed his eyes and tried to cheer up.

"Let's do this for today. If you're tired, go to bed." He Qianqing kissed Yang Yuyao's forehead and then said. Yang Yuyao looked at him with his eyes open, a little surprised.

"Master, are you sure this is it... I mean..." Yang Yuyao, who felt that he should ask clearly, blushed slightly, "I thought Master, you would want to reunite with me after a long absence... Yun Yu Things……"

"Of course I really want to," He Qianqing said with a smile while caressing Yang Yuyao's cheek helplessly, "After tasting it, this desire becomes even more irritating. Of course I want to embed myself into your body, Xiaoyao, now, so that you can go through the clouds and rains with me." , enjoy this bliss. However, I’m afraid you can’t bear it now.”

On the bedside lit by runes, even though the light was not particularly bright, it was enough for He Qianqing to see Yang Yuyao's beautiful face that lacked blood. Even though Yang Yuyao gained powerful self-repair ability as a monk in the Tribulation Stage, it still could not restore the complexion of Yang Yuyao, who had just experienced death and hemorrhage not long ago, to normal. This made the young man look beautiful but fragile, as if he couldn't bear any force.

"Let's rest for a few days. Then..." Before He Qianqing could finish his words, he felt the boy's breathing slow down and become softer. He Qianqing lowered his head, looking like he had been tired for a long time and finally had a good rest. Yang Yuyao put her face on his chest, her face soothing and peaceful. He Qianqing kissed the boy's head and felt a little dazed for a moment. The ups and downs today were so great that for a moment he couldn't believe that what he saw before him was real. His lover finally returned to him again.

The lighting rune on the bedside was still on. He Qianqing knew how to extinguish the light, but he was in no hurry to let the light completely disappear from the room. With this light, He Qianqing could take a good look at the appearance of his disciple whom he had not seen for many days, so that he would not feel that everything he saw at the moment was just an illusion.

Looking at the young man's soft black hair, He Qianqing didn't understand why Yang Yuyao's hair turned pure white at that time. Although Yang Yuyao's hair at that time was still very shiny and did not look like he was aging. The white hair that appears is dry and lacks luster. The immortal god painted in the painting that He Qianqing received from the Panhu Mountain Secret Realm also has black hair. However, Zhuque was not surprised by Yang Yuyao's white hair. Could it be because she knew that this was how the immortals would appear under certain circumstances?

"No wonder Xiaoyao, you like people with white hair." Suddenly, He Qianqing understood why Yang Yuyao liked white hair, and wanted to paint the avatar Lingyi of the Xunlian guidance system with white hair. When such fine white hair is paired with a young and beautiful face, there will indeed be a shocking and strange beauty.

"However, if there were no such fantastic creatures in that world, even if a mortal's hair turned gray overnight at a young age, his hair quality would not be much better. How did Xiaoyao like this look?" He Qianqing felt. Confuse. The person in his arms moved, and He Qianqing moved his eyes downward, watching Yang Yuyao slightly adjust his sleeping position so that he could get closer to He Qianqing's body. Seeing Yang Yuyao's unconscious attachment, the corners of He Qianqing's mouth raised slightly. Then his eyes fell on Yang Yuyao's exposed white and smooth back.

Yang Yuyao doesn't know much about fabrics. When choosing fabrics, he first looks at the comfort and then the color and pattern. As for the impact of the weave of the fabric on the performance of the fabric, he basically doesn't pay much attention to it. When he ordered those T-shirts from the embroidery lady in Xiaoxi Town, he only thought that the fabric would be comfortable and soft pure cotton. In addition, he had not yet thought of a suitable and stable way to make money, so he spent money. It’s about saving as much as possible. Therefore, the materials are chosen to be relatively cheap.

Maybe there would be better cotton at the embroidery lady, but he didn't notice it at the time. After the cotton he selected was made into a T-shirt, after being washed several times, the round neckline had become loose. However, Yang Yu Yao didn't care about this slight deformation. This T-shirt was originally worn by him as home clothes. As home clothes, Yang Yuyao wouldn't even wear it out of his room, so even if it had a larger collar, it wouldn't be a problem.

No one would dress themselves tightly in their own bedroom. Even He Qianqing, who usually dresses meticulously, only wears underwear loosely tied with a belt in the bedroom, revealing his chest and abdomen without hesitation. muscle. Compared to He Qianqing, Yang Yuyao felt that his T-shirt and shorts look more conservative.

But even if the places that should be covered were basically covered, the young man's beautiful body still had a fatal attraction for He Qianqing. What's more, this cover is dynamic. While sleeping more peacefully next to He Qianqing, it also allows Yang Yuyao's limbs to relax more and move relatively more. If you bend your legs, the loose trouser legs may be rolled up to the top of your thighs, exposing the small mole on the inside. Or when she turns over, her flat belly is exposed.

At this moment, the collar of the T-shirt pulled by Yang Yuyao's posture exposed half of Yang Yuyao's shoulders and back. He Qianqing swallowed, and then placed a deep kiss at the junction of the young man's slender neck and shoulders, which could easily be covered by the clothes he wore.

Hundreds of years of daily practice have left He Qianqing with an extremely accurate biological clock. He Qianqing can open his eyes at a fixed time without having to crow or watch the sunrise. But Yang Yuyao has always been sleepy, and it seems that as long as He Qianqing's breath is around him, it will not be easy to wake him up even if He Qianqing's movements are large. But after confirming that the boy in his arms really existed and was breathing, He Qianqing did not wake up Yang Yuyao, but gently pulled out his arm and covered Yang Yuyao with the quilt again. Then he sat next to Yang Yuyao and watched him for an hour, until it was already dawn.

However, even at this point, Yang Yuyao still had no intention of waking up. He mumbled vaguely and pulled the quilt to cover the sunlight that spilled into the room. Seeing this, He Qianqing's expression softened a lot. He leaned over and kissed the tip of Yang Yuyao's ear, then changed his clothes and went downstairs.

As soon as He Qianqing went out, Suzaku immediately stared at him until he disappeared around the corner. Then he flapped his little wings and jumped a few times, jumping to the perch closest to Yang Yuyao's room, then pressed his furry body against the wall made of wooden boards, and continued to be a dutiful biological monitor.

The weather today is pretty good, sunny but not too hot. He Qianqing walked out of the door of the portable wooden house and saw Zhu Molan supervising the practice of Li Fengzhi and You Shuangjiang. Seeing him coming out, Zhu Molan nodded to him and then walked towards him.

"Yu Yao is still sleeping?" Zhu Molan asked directly.

"Yes." He Qianqing replied simply.

"He should get more rest. The night before, Huacheng was invaded by ghosts. Almost most of the ghosts were solved by him alone. He was the one who had the hardest time." Zhu Molan said with admiration. If they had swapped at that time, Zhu Molan was sure that he could not be as efficient as Yang Yuyao.

Zhu Molan didn't ask why Yang Yuyao, who said he was leaving, didn't leave in a hurry after meeting He Qianqing, and why He Qianqing appeared here. As long as Yang Yuyaoren is still alive. The presence of He Qianqing should be able to prevent Yang Yuyao from doing some irrational things.

"I have troubled you, fellow Daoist Zhu, to take care of Xiaoyao these days. Thank you very much." He Qianqing said.

"No need to thank me. After all, it's not about taking care of him. Yu Yao is very worry-free and basically doesn't need me to take care of him." Zhu Molan didn't say that she had seen Yang Yuyao fainting in the room and vomiting blood all over the floor. But even in this matter, she didn't take care of Yang Yuyao, and he had to deal with it more by himself.

"Do you like him quite a lot?" He Qianqing asked. He was so straightforward because he wanted to understand as soon as possible how Zhu Molan viewed her relationship with Yang Yuyao.

"Of course, who wouldn't like such a trouble-free and good-looking junior? And Fellow Daoist He, don't you think I look a little similar to him? Maybe he and I have a distant blood relationship." Zhu Molan smiled. replied.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, you are indeed a rare beauty in the world." He Qianqing responded. However, after answering, He Qianqing looked at Zhu Molan's face and found that, as Zhu Molan said, her face did have some similarities with Yang Yuyao's. Especially the lower half of the face, especially the lip shape, is almost exactly the same. Even when not smiling, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, as if they are smiling when they purse their lips. However, Zhu Molan usually likes to wear a veil to cover half of her face, making it difficult for others to notice the similarity between her and Yang Yuyao.

However, although the lip shape is the same, there is still a difference between Yang Yuyao's lip color and Zhu Molan's when she is in good condition. Although Zhu Molan applied makeup and lipstick on her face, He Qianqing could still see the original lip color covered by the lipstick due to the way Zhu Molan painted the lipstick.

Yang Yuyao's lip color is lighter and looks crystal clear, while Zhu Molan's lip color is darker, making her lips look fuller. But the difference is extremely subtle, and most people may not be able to tell it at all.

As far as He Qianqing is concerned, he naturally thinks Yang Yuyao's lip color is more beautiful, and there are many people who also like Yang Yuyao's lip color. After Yang Yuyao participated in the sect disciple competition, Xiang Dye House, the most famous company in the world of immortality that produces various lipsticks, specially launched a lipstick called "Yuxiang" that imitated Yang Yuyao's lip color.

As the lipstick that is known as the most difficult to use in Xiang Dye House, although it is true that you can apply a lip color like Yang Yuyao, but because everyone's lip color is different, some people need to apply it thinly, and some people need to apply it thickly. Some. It is necessary to find a very precise amount to restore Yang Yuyao's lip color. Although everyone is criticizing this lipstick as difficult to use, the sales volume of "Yu Xiang" has remained high, and it is often out of stock.

As a good friend of He Qianqing, Duan Yaoran once bought a box. In order to apply the lip color closest to Yang Yuyao's, Yaoran even went to Qingyuan Peak to apply Yang Yuyao's lip color at that time. , staring so hard that Yang Yuyao's hand holding the book couldn't help but tremble, and he kept hiding in a dark corner. Even so, Duan Yaoran still tried ten times before he found the right amount for him.

But this appropriate amount is just a sign of what the product can achieve. Duan Yaoran himself said that Yang Yuyao's lip color is still better. And when Duan Yaoran's box of "Yu Xiang" was used up, as far as He Qianqing knew, she was never able to snap up a new Yu Xiang.

He Qianqing and Zhu Molan had a little chat about the ghost clan attacking the city in Huacheng. It can be said that Yang Yuyao had already described this matter in great detail to Taoist Chizhu, even if he had been in Huacheng for a while. Zhu Molan didn't know any more information.

"Now the main investigation direction of Cangzhu Sect and the city lord is on the fishermen in various brothels and boats, but there are very few survivors among them, and no one in charge survives, and it is not known whether they can How much information can we get from them?" Zhu Molan said.

It stands to reason that those fisherwomen living on the boat do not belong to Huacheng, so there should not be so many deaths. However, a small group of ghosts wandered around the wharf in Huacheng again that night, scaring the people who lived on the ship to abandon the ship and jump into the water. However, the presence of the ghosts on the wharf not only significantly lowered the surrounding temperature, but the rich The ghost energy even inspired the ferocity of the weak water ghosts in the river. People who planned to jump into the water to escape drowned in the water one after another.

"If we can find a woman who has been close to that evil cultivator, we may have a greater chance of getting useful information." He Qianqing opened the Xunlian light screen and entered the Immortal Alliance group, and reported the information he had not carefully read about before. Xie Xiu quickly read through the text he had written down. Not only was this man a heavy drinker, he was also a frequent visitor to brothels. Maybe if he gets interested, he will reveal more information. "Huh? Why is he still crying?"

He Qianqing, who suddenly heard a weak sob, looked over and followed the sound. After practicing his sword, Li Fengzhi, who was studying something with a book and a brush, suddenly started crying. However, he did not stop writing there, but wiped away his tears. Write.

"Ah, well, I believe he was stumped by the question again." Zhu Molan replied.

"What topic?" He Qianqing was confused.

"It's just a question made up of a bunch of strange symbols. I can't understand it anyway. Fellow Daoist He, didn't you ask Yu Yao to learn like this when you taught him before?" Zhu Molan was a little surprised. She thought Yang Yuyao was copying He Qianqing's teaching methods. .

"...So, it was Xiaoyao who asked him to do those things?" He Qianqing decided to go over and take a look to find out what could make Li Fengzhi cry so hard.