Ku Rongti

Sang Shishi had an unspeakable dream.

In his dream, he came to a place that he had never seen before. It was not a beautiful place, but it was also considered beautiful. In front of a wooden house by the stream, there was a person lying on a bamboo couch.

The man was only wearing unlined clothing, which was loosely worn, and his fair chest could be seen. His black hair made his skin whiter and tenderer.

The man had his eyes closed, and when he walked over, a pair of light-colored pupils under the not-so-dark brows opened, and the dull but handsome face of Sang Shishi was very familiar.

It is Chu Deng.

Chu Deng smiled at him, slowly untied his belt, and his robe collapsed.

Sang Shishi felt his mouth dry, and seemed to have an impulse.

Chu Deng stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and his pale lips instantly turned red.

Sang Shishi felt that he might be drunk.

He caressed Chu Deng's fair skin uncontrollably, and leaned over on it.

......

On the second day, when Sang Shixi woke up, his first reaction was to lift the quilt, and then he silently fell into a daze.

how... so...

When Sang Shiyi was picking vegetables and cooking yesterday, he probably found out the surrounding terrain, and there was no place to wash the quilt.

He scolded his mother silently in his heart, but Chu Deng walked in at this moment: "Go, I will take you to Yongwei City for a stroll."

Sang Shiyi hastily pulled up the quilt, but he was no match for Chu Deng's shrewd eyes and sense of smell.

As soon as he heard Chu Deng, he knew something was wrong, and he looked at Sang Shishi with a bit of teasing in his eyes: "It's okay, men have to go through it, don't be embarrassed."

Sang Shishi had never wanted to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors so much.

Chu Deng was very indifferent, and took out a whole set of clothes from the storage bag for him: "Put it on."

Sang Shishi got out of bed to change clothes, Chu Deng performed a cleaning technique to clean up the bed, and by the way burned the fingertips of the dirty clothes that Sang Shishi had changed.

It was still Yujian when he went back, but this time Sang Shishi was not hugged very tightly, but kept at a strength that just wouldn't fall off.

When it landed, Sang Shixi was obviously relieved.

Seeing Zhou Shanji walking towards him, Chu Deng had a gloomy face, subconsciously preparing to run away.

Zhou Shanji obviously didn't give him this chance: "I have something to tell you."

Chu Deng had no choice but to stuff a small storage bag into Sang Shishi's arms: "There are [-] spirit stones in it, which should be useful. Take Jinggu and Liuli to Yongwei City to play."

"By the way, bring the crown prince and Fu Shu along." Zhou Shanji added.

"Why?" Sang Shixi was puzzled.

"Let Liuli teach her the rules of Penglai," Chu Deng added.

Needless to say, Sang Shishi also knew that "she" referred to Gu Lizhu.

Chu Deng and Zhou Shanji left, Jing Gu followed Liuli out, his face was still pale, but there was a charming smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Gu Lizhu also came over after Fu Shu, and Liuli's expression turned cold when she saw her.

"Let's go." Sang Shishi said.

Jing Gu: "Do you know the way Eleven?"

Sang Shishi: "... Liuli, please lead the way."

Liuli leads the way silently, and Jing Gu asks Sang Shiyi enthusiastically where he and Jing Gu went yesterday.

After knowing that Zhou Shanji was going back to Qingu with Chu Deng, Jing Gu was obviously depressed.

"I haven't communicated with my senior brother yet." Jing Gu protested.

"You tell your senior brother that." Sang Shishi ignored his mood.

Liuli's eyes turned a few times, and she asked with some difficulty: "Do you like Zhou Shanji?"

Jing Gu's eyes lit up immediately: "Sister Liuli, did you see it too?"

"Sister?" Sang Shishi looked at Liuli's small body, and although he knew that she must be bigger than him, he still couldn't figure out how to shout out.

"She asked me to shout, sister Liuli said she was five hundred years older than me!" Jing Gu replied.

Liuli couldn't accept that her younger brother was a broken sleeve.

That's right, Jing Gu is Liuli's younger brother.

Over there, Gu Lizhu tried to talk to Liuli in vain: "It's nothing to break a sleeve, there are quite a few nobles in Daxia."

Obviously, Liuli didn't want to talk to her.

On the other hand, Fu Shu gave Gu Lizhu a meaningful look. The prince really did not do his job properly as rumored, and asked about boring things all day long.

Seeing someone affirming him, Jing Gu smiled immediately: "Li Zhu is right, there is nothing wrong with breaking your sleeves."

How could he be so intimate with Gu Lizhu after not seeing him overnight?Sang Shishi raised his eyebrows.

As if seeing his doubts, Jing Gu said quietly: "She apologized to me last night, but I didn't take it to heart anyway, so I forgave her, in fact, she is a nice person."

His voice was so low that Gu Lizhu and Fu Shu definitely couldn't hear him, but Liuli's eyes and ears were sensitive, so she could hear clearly.

It seems that Gu Lizhu is not an arrogant royal lady, at least she knows how to apologize.

Sang Shishi looked at it all the way and found it boring. What those shops sold were nothing more than pills, spell formations and diagrams. What's so interesting, he wouldn't use it anyway.

On the contrary, Gu Lizhu and Jing Gu were in high spirits and went shopping next to each other.

It has to be said that Jing Gu's heart is really big, that slap was so hard that he had a heart attack, yet he was still talking and laughing with Gu Lizhu.

Liuli still has a lot of opinions on Gu Lizhu, and she walks ahead quickly.

Sang Shishi felt tired just looking at her short legs.

"Liuli, why don't we take a break?" Sang Shishi suggested.

Upon hearing this, Liuli quickly walked to the nearest teahouse. Fortunately, there are quite a lot of places like Yongwei. After all, not all monks are capable of bigu cultivation.

As far as Penglai is concerned, the monks who can bigu only account for one-tenth of all Penglai monks, that is to say, none of the other monks has surpassed Jindan.

Penglai is the most powerful in the three islands, and Yingzhou and the abbot can be imagined.

Sang Shishi went back to find Jing Gu and they said the name of the teahouse, and then returned to the teahouse.

Fu Shu and Liuli seem to be having a good time talking.

Sang Shishi sat next to him and drank tea while staring at the scenery outside the window.

They were on the second floor, and they could see monks coming and going on the street.

Even if it is as prosperous as the imperial capital Yangjing, the passers-by are not as elegant as Penglai.

All of them are dressed in extraordinary clothes, female cultivators wear long skirts, and male cultivators hold folding fans and carry long swords. They always have indifferent and modest smiles on their faces. Even if they see a good baby in the shop, they will not show such a surprised expression.

Self-cultivated and tolerant, people in Yangjing are at least tall, short, fat, thin, beautiful, ugly, black and white, but there are no ugly or fat people here, they are all delicate and delicate nourished by Mishima's aura.

Sang Shishi felt that he was out of place.

It stands to reason that he should be ecstatic. He, a mortal, was lucky enough to be rescued by Chu Deng and stepped into Xiuxianmen. His talent is still top-notch, and his life expectancy is dozens of times longer than that of mortals.

But Sang Shishi seemed like an old monk with a calm heart, with no waves in his heart.

It's not like Jing Gu and Gu Lizhu who see everything new, and they don't ask Liuli about the customs here politely like Fu Shu.

He's just... bored!

Jing Gu and Gu Lizhu left with Sang Shishi's storage bag, and came back with a bunch of things.

"What is this?" Liuli looked at the extremely eye-catching puppet among the pile of pills and instruments.

"I don't know, but she asked me to buy her." Jing Gu poked the puppet's head, wondering, "But she won't talk after buying it."

Gu Lizhu: "Why can't I hear her all the time?"

"Ah?" Jing Gu was slightly surprised, he thought everyone could hear it.

Liuli looked at the puppet for a while, then clapped her hands and said, "You have found the treasure."

Jing Gu: "Huh?"

Sang Shishi was really convinced, Jing Gu was really lucky.

Shengbai protruded from his cuff, a few gold wires wrapped around the puppet, Shengbai told him that there was something inside the puppet.

What surprised Liuli was that Sang Shiyi was able to use ups and downs with ease. He didn't expect this kid to completely master his own spiritual power so quickly.

"This puppet is beautifully carved." Fu Shu also came over to look at it.

nice?Sang Shishi looked at the puppet again, and sneered in his heart: "The Chu lantern is still beautiful."

When thinking of Chu Deng, Sang Shiyi thought of the dream last night, it should be...a spring dream...

If Chu Deng knew that the apprentice he raised missed him so much, he wouldn't know how he would feel.

Will she point to his nose and call him a heartless little bastard?

Will it be... don't want him.

Sang Shishi looked forward to Chu Deng's reaction after knowing the dream, but was also a little scared.

He was really afraid that Chu Deng would not want him.

Jing Gu carried the puppet on his shoulders, ready to go back and let Zhou Shanji show it to him.

But when they went back, Zhou Shanji and the others had already left.

After Mu Liang told the news, he left. When Sang Shiyi returned to the room, he was a little out of his wits.

On the table in his room, a gardenia flower in full bloom pressed a page of paper.

There are only a few words on the paper: The day when you get the leader of the Wendaohui is the day when I return.

Sang Shishi picked up the gardenia and sniffed it for a long time until his nostrils were filled with the scent of gardenia.

He picked up the page and went to Liuli: "What is a questioning meeting?"

Liuli looked at the piece of paper, and couldn't help but sigh that Chu Deng really didn't play cards according to common sense, and left so soon. What about tomorrow?

"It means that the island owners of the three islands have nothing to do. Every 20 years, a competition will be held between the new stars under the age of [-]. See who can beat everyone and become the leader, and then you can get the qualification to enter the Misty Sea secret realm the day before. .” Liuli explained.

These words copied Chu Deng's definition of Asking Society back then.

"Then... when will the next questioning start?" Sang Shixi asked again.

Liuli gave him a strange look, something is wrong with this kid today, and replied truthfully: "Seven years later."

seven years!

Just kidding, Sang Shiyi thought.

Only then did I realize that I had unethical feelings for Chu Deng, and that guy would go away for seven years immediately?

He said that if he picked the leader, he would come back.

Does that mean that if he didn't win to the end, Chu Deng wouldn't want him?

Sang Shishi went back to his room to meditate, feeling more and more confused.