Wearing Books as a Demon

The irritable tone made Ying Changlou feel strange, Yao Bai usually didn't care when he went to bed.

Pretending to fall asleep, Ying Changlou controlled his breathing more and more smoothly.After a while, a young boy's probing voice came from beside him, Ying Changlou frowned slightly, but still did not wake up.

Seeing this situation, Yaobai turned over lightly and got out of bed, took the sword and went out through the window.

The mysterious movements are like a tryst.

Ying Changlou waited for the others to leave before sitting up, and he followed Yao Bai from a distance, not daring to approach for fear of being discovered.

The boy's figure jumped up and down in the night sky until it stopped in a small forest a little far from the junction of the inner and outer gates.It was already late at night, everyone had already fallen asleep, and no one came to this woods usually, so there was no need to worry about being discovered at this time.

It was an old man who agreed to meet Yaobai here, his appearance was not clear, but his white hair was very visible in the night.Ying Changlou was so far away that he couldn't hear the sound, only saw Yao Bai kneeling down to salute the old man first.Then the two had a conversation, Yao Bai began to dance with his sword, and the old man occasionally gave pointers.

Seeing this, Ying Changlou understood the confusion he had been having all this time.Why Yaobai, a lowly outer disciple, is so powerful in swordsmanship? It turned out that someone taught him secretly.

That white-haired old man should be the one who brought Yaobai to the door. His name is Zhang Shi, and he is the elder of Gu Jianmen.

Zhang Shi taught Yao Bai another move, which was just a performance in Ying Changlou's eyes, and he forgot after seeing it.As for Yao Bai, it only took a cup of tea to memorize all the movements.

Ying Changlou was not only amazed at this speed, even the old man smiled.However, Yao Bai was not satisfied, he wanted to learn more advanced sword skills, but Zhang Shi was unwilling to continue teaching.

The reason is still the same as before, learning martial arts should not be rash.

Even if he was angry in his heart, Yao Bai could only hold back and listen to the old man tell all kinds of great truths.

Ying Changlou saw the old man talking to Yao Bai all the time, and finally patted him on the shoulder. He knew that the symposium was coming to an end, so he hurried back first.

He just lay down on the bed when Yaobai came back, and when he fell asleep with a dewy body on his body, he trembled in shock.Pretending to open his eyes with difficulty, he asked sleepily, "Brother Yao, why are you so cold?"

Yao Bai froze when he lay down, stared sharply at the sleepy man, and said in a deep voice, "Go to sleep."

Without any explanation, Ying Changlou wanted to ask a few more questions, but felt that the boy seemed unhappy, so he still slept obediently.This time, he really fell asleep.

But Yaobai didn't feel sleepy at all, he just felt the bed was icy cold, without any warmth.The previous few times he went out for such a long time, but the bed was still warm when he came back.

No wonder he always felt that there was someone behind him, and it seemed that this person had discovered his secret.

The ancient sword sect has strict rules and regulations, and the disciples of the outer sect can only learn the simplest sword skills, and they cannot enter the inner sect without the permission of the master.Now even Zhang Sijun, who holds the highest position in the outer sect, only entered the inner sect on the birthday of the head of the sect.

Last time, there was an ignorant kid who refused to obey this rule and was good at the inner sect. As a result, he was beaten all over his body and died in his own room within a few days after he came back.

Not only did the master not blame the person who killed him, but he threw the kid into the mountains instead.Since then, no one has dared to challenge this door rule.

If this person reported the matter, he would definitely be hunted down by the head.Thinking of this, Yao Bai turned over and stood up, instantly aroused with killing intent.The person beside him began to tremble slightly. After thinking for a while, he finally clenched his fists and did not make a move.

After everyone fell asleep, Ying Changlou let out a sigh of relief, not understanding why Yao Bai sat up suddenly, causing the cold wind to pour into the quilt and make him shiver.

Even though spring is approaching now, the nights are still relatively cold.

Recently, Ying Changlou always felt that Yao Bai looked at him strangely, as if he was enduring something.After thinking about it carefully, he has been honest recently and has not done anything restless.

"In half a month, it will be the selection of the inner sect and the birthday of the head of the sect. If you work hard in the competition, you will have the opportunity to enter the inner sect, and one day you will live forever." Zhang Sijun summoned the people in the kitchen, and said to everyone with a smile , "If anyone is lucky enough to be selected by the head, don't forget me, Zhang."

Yaobai had heard this kind of scene for ten years, but he didn't see anyone successfully entered the inner sect.It's just that two major events are rushing together, and they will be busy next time.

Even though Yao Bai had mentioned it beforehand, Ying Changlou was still tired and wanted to curse.Cutting firewood and carrying water, going down the mountain to collect, all the hard work is done by them.Well done, the next step is more and heavier work.If you don't do well, you will be scolded and punished.

With resentment in his heart, Ying Changlou finally waited until the day of the competition.

"Brother Yao, we must enter the inner sect. If we continue like this, we will be exhausted." Thinking that he will be able to show off his skills tomorrow, Ying Changlou rubbed his hands excitedly, as if foreseeing the arrogant life in the future.

However, Yaobai's complexion sank, he looked at him seriously and said, "Come with me to a place tonight."

Ying Changlou's heart trembled, as if he already knew where he was going.Sure enough, Yaobai did not go to see the old man alone this time, but took him with him.

Unlike last time, this time he saw the true face of the old man.According to other disciples, Elder Zhang is in his sixtieth year, and he looks like a person who is not confused.It's just that the white hair is very conspicuous, and the frown on his face can't be hidden.

When Zhang Shi saw Ying Changlou, killing intent flashed in his eyes for a moment, and then he smiled gently, "Xiao Yao, I still hope you can stay at the outer door. After I teach you what you have learned in your life, should you leave or leave?" Stay as you like."

The old man was amiable, but there was a hint of helplessness hidden in his eyes.

According to the plot in the book, this person is Yaobai's enlightenment mentor, and he is sincerely kind to Yaobai.It's just that these words were more or less evasive, and Ying Changlou could clearly see a bit of reluctance on Yao Bai's face.

"Uncle Zhang, I must enter the inner door." Yao Bai's eyes were firm.He didn't understand why the other party kept preventing him from entering the inner door, saying it was for his own good, but he just watched him being bullied.

He has endured enough, this opportunity must not be missed again.

A gust of night wind blew over, bringing the old man's faint sigh, "Xiao Yao, as bright as the day is, the night is as dark as it is. The inner door looks bright and beautiful, but it is also dirty. Worrying about life."

"I will not show anyone the sword skills you taught me. Even if the matter is revealed, I will bear it alone." Yao Bai said calmly.

His words had misinterpreted the intention of the old man.Today's Yaobai is young and energetic, and he doesn't want to be manipulated by others.Ying Changlou understood the young man's desire to become stronger, but such an attitude really hurt people.

The old man shook his head and didn't continue talking.Because he knew that he could no longer persuade this young man with plump wings, the arrogance and confidence in his brows were very much like that unreachable person.