Wearing Books as a Demon

The question was very ordinary, but the tone was strange.Ying Changlou felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.He tidied up his bed and smiled mysteriously, "This is a secret among men."

That feminine and beautiful face was smiling because of a stranger, and she was smiling so happily.Yaobai couldn't control a surge of fury in his heart, this person had never smiled at him like this before.

"Don't get close to him in the future, this is an order." Yao Bai lowered his face, his eyes were full of coldness, the eyes he looked at Ying Changlou were colder than the cheetah hiding in the dark.

Ying Changlou shrugged his shoulders unobtrusively, and nodded obediently.He is used to Yaobai changing his face every day.

The life of the inner sect is indeed more relaxed than that of the outer sect. You don't need to be enslaved from early morning to late at night. You only need to practice sword every day and occasionally run errands for the senior brothers above.

Speaking of which, the inner sect is also strange, the brothers and sisters are not very affectionate, and everyone seems to be very busy.After finishing the necessary homework every day, everyone returned to their own rooms to study and practice.When I met them by chance, those with a better temper would even say a few polite words, and those who almost ignored them directly.

Ying Changlou is not a person who likes to curry favor, and he is used to being cold-eyed when he follows Yao Bai at the outer door, and he doesn't care about the indifferent attitude of these people at all.

Among these people, the second disciple with the highest cultivation base is about 40 years old and in the middle stage of foundation establishment.The others are all under 30 years old, in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Yaobai is currently attacking Bigu, stronger than these people, so he is highly valued by the head.On the second day after I came here, I was summoned by the head of the school, and I took it with me to teach in person, and sometimes I didn't return until late at night.

As a result, Ying Changlou was alone most of the time.Without the restraint of a teenager, I felt very comfortable at the beginning, but after a long time, I felt a little lonely.

He can't understand Gu Jianmen's swordsmanship at all, and he doesn't want to practice it.A person walked around the room boredly, and after a while, an idea popped up in his mind.

Carrying a jug of wine, Ying Changlou happily went to find Zhao Yaming, but saw a scene in front of the other's yard that left him speechless.

A delicate and handsome young man was leaning on Zhao Yaming's body weakly and bonelessly. His white clothes were loose and loose, revealing a large area of ​​white skin. His small bright red face was full of drunkenness, and his misty eyes silently spoke of temptation.

Ying Changlou didn't expect that Chen Ran, who usually looked cute and cute, had this side, so he breathed lightly.

Zhao Yaming's hand had already penetrated into Chen Ran's lapel, and he wandered dishonestly around. When he touched a certain place, Chen Ran let out a low cry, like a cat meowing, scratching his heart.

Ying Changlou felt goose bumps all over his body. He was obviously a handsome young man, but he put on a charming look, which made him frown.The two people standing in the yard didn't notice any outsiders, and the violence intensified without any scruples.

The lower bodies of the two of them are already stuck together, and it may not be suitable for children to look at it again.Ying Changlou returned to his room wisely, but the scene of the two embracing each other kept flashing in his mind.

No wonder no one in the outer sect dared to bully Chen Ran, it turned out that someone was covering him.

Ying Changlou didn't dislike this kind of thing, but it was a bit embarrassing for him to see other people happy on the spot.At first I thought Zhao Yaming was an honest and honest man, but I didn't expect that he was also a kind-hearted man. It was definitely not the first time to see that familiar technique.

It's really unbelievable.

When Yaobai came back in the evening, Ying Changlou euphemistically told what he heard today.Although he didn't directly mention his name, Yao Bai still guessed who he was talking about.

"Zhao Yaming is good at wine. For this reason, Chen Ran learned a lot of wine making techniques, attracted Zhao Yaming's attention, and found this backer with his body. Otherwise, with his weak posture, how could he survive in the cruel outer sect?" .” Yao Bai was not surprised, nor did he despise, but just stated the fact calmly.

Ying Changlou stroked his chin, and nodded as if realizing something.

"Are you disgusted?" Yaobai was washing his face, and the question was vague and tentative.

It's a pity that Ying Changlou was deep in thought and couldn't hear the deep meaning in his words.After thinking about it, he said earnestly, "I don't feel anything, I just don't understand."

"You will understand later." Yaobai washed up, lying on the bed seemed to be talking to himself, the voice was so small that he couldn't hear clearly at all.

The boy had already fallen asleep, so Ying Changlou had no choice but to follow suit.He was bored for a whole day, and all the things he wanted to say stopped after seeing Yao Bai's tired face.

Seems to be left out.

Sighing inwardly, Ying Changlou closed his eyes.Sure enough, people tend to think wildly when they are free, so he decided to spend a lot of time practicing kung fu.

Yaobai seemed to be getting more and more busy, sometimes he didn't come back all night, and when he came back at dawn, he didn't say a word, sat and squinted his eyes for a while and left in a hurry.None of the other disciples were so busy, Ying Changlou felt strange that the young man would not answer when asked, so he used the excuse of asking for advice to ask to see Zhang Shi.

The elder lived in a separate yard, and was served by a dedicated person, and the treatment for food and clothing was second only to the head of the sect.It is said that this Elder Zhang is indifferent by nature, he likes to live alone, he doesn't like to be disturbed by others, and he seldom receives disciples.

Ying Changlou originally wanted to die with someone, but he didn't expect that the other party only told him to wait for a stick of incense. This speed made him happy, he straightened his appearance, and followed the doorman into the yard.

The courtyard is full of flowers and plants, colorful, beautiful and tacky.Although these flowers and plants all carry a touch of aura, they are not expensive.

"I have met Elder Zhang." Ying Changlou saluted politely, then stood aside and waited for someone to speak.

Zhang Shi was playing chess, holding a white piece in his hand, his eyes slightly lowered in thought.The white hair was blown by the breeze and swept over Baizi.

Ying Changlou took a cursory glance, he saw that the white piece was trapped, this step was crucial, life or death depended on the intention of the chess player.

"Tell me, how should I, Bai Zi, go?" Zhang Shi asked, with a sigh in his old voice.

"It's a big fight, put it to death and survive." Ying Changlou has a little knowledge of chess, and respectfully expresses his opinion.He now understood that that Baizi was a boy.

It's just that he didn't understand why there was a danger of life and death, so he humbly asked for advice.

"Dare to ask Elder Zhang, judging from the situation, Baizi has a bright future, why did Heizi suddenly reverse the situation?"

"The so-called future is just a game set up by others. He wants you to be valuable, so he will naturally cultivate you, guide you step by step, and when the time is right, he will kill you without mercy." There was helplessness in Zhang Shi's words, a sadness in his eyes, and even the atmosphere in the room became quiet.

Ying Changlou watched the person close his eyes, as if he had settled down, and retreated out wisely.According to Zhang Shi, Yaobai has been targeted by danger, and what the opponent lacks now is an opportunity.

As for the fact that the head of the sect took away his disciple's cultivation base to keep his youth forever, they were just guessing, and there was no solid evidence.And Yaobai was too conceited, thinking that even if it was really the head of the sect, he would have the ability to get away with it.

But now, Yaobai has no choice of retreat.Even if there is, he is not willing to retreat.

Ying Changlou understood Yao Bai's stubbornness, and finally waited for him to come back after waiting for three days.I haven't seen him for a few days, and the boy seems to have lost weight a lot. The cheeks that were originally a little baby fat can't see the flesh, as if they have grown up in an instant.

The always bright eyes were deeply tired, and he lay down immediately when he came back. A person who is usually very particular, fell asleep without taking off his shoes today.

Ying Changlou had been thinking about the words in his mind for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a word. He thought that he would wait for someone to wake up in the next night, but he couldn't support himself and went to bed first.But when he woke up, that kid Yaobai was gone again.

Ying Changlou was so angry that he really wanted to throw the glass. He walked around irritably, and ran to see Zhang Shi again. However, this time, he waited for a long time without any response, which made him even more angry.

There seemed to be fire in his chest, and Ying Changlou felt that he was about to erupt at any moment, but he couldn't find someone to vent to, when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.Without even turning his head, he kicked back directly, and then a hearty male voice sounded.

"Brother Ying, why did you provoke you so much?"

"Senior brother Zhao?" Ying Changlou was a little surprised, and then recalled that scene, his face became uncomfortable, and he stood back a few steps and said, "Please forgive me, brother Zhao, I still can't understand the sword technique, this will be right. bored."

Every time we listen to the teacher's uncle's lecture together, Ying Changlou always looks like he has been wandering for nine days.Once it was over, he ran faster than anyone else, and of course his grades were also the worst.

But I have never seen him troubled, and I still go to waste time every day.

Zhao Yaming smiled knowingly, without pointing to the wine gourd on his waist, and said, "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. The big thing is not as important as drinking. Brother Ying, why don't you have a drink?"

Drinking alcohol is indeed a way to relieve stress, Ying Changlou was a little moved by what he said.The two found a quiet place to drink, and talked about various things all over the place, looking like they were having a good time.

"Brother Ying, come, pour me a cup." Zhao Yaming sat on the left, leaning slightly to the right, with his outstretched arms falling in front of Ying Changlou's arms.

The two were separated by a distance of three feet and did not touch each other.However, from a distance, it seemed that Zhao Yaming was leaning on Ying Changlou's shoulder, and his hand was reaching out to the opponent's lower abdomen.

"What are you doing?" The sudden voice startled the two of them, Ying Changlou shook his hands, spilled most of the wine, and wet his clothes.When he looked back, the thin young man glared at the two with his fingers outstretched, tears seemed to flow from his red eyes.

"Xiao Ran, listen to my explanation." Zhao Yaming immediately ignored the pity wine, stood up and chased after him.

Ying Changlou breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the two men drifting away.Just as he was about to look back, he met a pair of cold eyes, which made him tremble in his heart, and he opened his mouth, "Brother Yao..."