Nan Chan

The wolf demon is like a fish in a dry rut, but the demons who have just made a sound come to meet him.Cang Ji finally had a full meal, he saved a lot of time eating, and it was over in a few moments.When he stepped out of the collapse, he saw Jing Lin stroking the pen demon's hair with his finger down, and heard Jing Lin say "My way has collapsed".

The pen demon stopped crying, and he bowed his head and knelt down.When Cang Ji stepped closer, the young man shrank obviously.Cang Ji was satiated, and washed his hands with water from a small shop on the street.The skin texture of his hands was smooth, and the horrible scales just now did not appear at all.

"Since we've had fun playing around, how about we talk at night while holding candles?" Cang Ji casually wiped his hands, lifted the back collar of the pen demon, and threw it onto the wooden bench in the small shop like dragging a sack.

The pen demon was so thrown that he couldn't sit still, almost on his back, and he wanted to cry again.But Cang Ji kicked the stool with a bang, causing him to sit on the ground, not even daring to cry, and could only hold back tears and look at them.

Jinglin repeated the old saying: "Whose pen are you?"

The pen demon burst into tears: "Yi, Yi Ning sage."

The sage of Yining is not well-known, because he has been under the emperor's seat for several years, and he has neither made great achievements nor has the ability to make decisions.He's more like the shadow of the gods, unremarkable yet omnipresent.However, being everywhere is his only duty. He does not serve as a priest, but only obeys the orders of his father.From Jiutian to Huangquan, all troubles and grasses can't escape his ears.If you can't escape his ears, you can't escape Junfu's ears.

This person seems to have no achievements, but he is deeply favored by the emperor and his father.But he has a weird temper, and the only few times he showed it was when he impeached Lord Linsong under the throne of his father.Therefore, although he and Jing Lin have no personal relationship, they are no strangers to each other.The most worth mentioning is that he hated Jing Lin to such an extent that he once swiped a pen and wrote a memorial that was as tall as a person, scolding Jing Lin to the point where he couldn't get it right.

As the pen of Yining sage, it is no wonder that the pen demon is so afraid.Because most of the articles written by the sage Yining back then were written by him, so he knew Linsong Lord very well.

Jing Lin paused for a while, and continued: "Yining has not yet come to life, why are you wandering alone in Zhongdu?"

It's good that Jing Lin didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, the pen demon who could barely suppress his crying burst into tears again.He cried so aggrieved that he hiccupped.

"It's all Dongjun's fault!" The pen demon wiped away his tears, "He used me to write poems in the Buddhist altar privately in his free time, which caused all the monks to sue Cheng Tianjun one by one, and the sage was also angered. I was punished to close the door and think about my mistakes, and the more I looked back, the more angry I was, and I said, "Dong Jun touched it, don't worry about it", so he threw me down. I have no relatives or friends in Zhongdu, and I am alone. , Well, it's so desolate!"

"No one cares about you when you come down." Cang Ji teased him, "You're free."

"I'm scared to death!" the pen demon immediately said with the hollow rod in his mouth, "there are monsters everywhere, I, I, I can't carry it on my shoulders, I can't lift it with my hands, and I can't beat it. I don't eat well all day long, and I don't sleep well. , I can no longer drink ink and write, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm terribly afraid!"

Speaking of which, this pen monster is a bit special.

Because although he is a demon, he often accompanies the gods, so he doesn't like monsters, and would rather be with people.Moreover, he has been living in the Nine Heavens Realm, and he is a straightforward person. He is often scolded by the sage Yi Ning, so he is as courageous as the tip of a needle.Don't talk about fighting after being in the lower realm, even if you see a stronger rabbit monster, you will run away, but the fragrance is lingering for a long time, which is very easy to attract the monster's covetousness.Over time, he has practiced escape like a fire.

"Since you are fleeing everywhere, why are you staying with Chu Lun?" Cang Ji said, "Could it be possible to help others cheat."

Unexpectedly, the pen demon jumped up immediately, wanting to scold people, but then suddenly softened under Cang Ji's gaze.He said dejectedly: "...you...you don't want to say that, Shenzhi is very knowledgeable, he is the number one scholar, he doesn't need me to cheat. Besides, even though I am a monster, I don't allow such behavior, Shenzhi is not that kind of person , if you say that again, I will fight with you...to talk to you, to reason."

"You got acquainted with Chu Lun." Jing Lin picked up the copper beads that rolled out due to the collapse and earthquake from the ground, "and stayed with him day and night, and even spared no effort to accompany him to Beijing. I'm afraid it's not an ordinary friendship."

The pen demon stumbled: "I am, I am Xicai."

Jing Lin handed the copper beads in front of the pen demon, and said: "It's a pity that I will carefully plan for him and take care of my savings."

The pen demon took a big step back with his purse in his arms. He was seen through, only to realize that he had no way out.Now even though the big demon has a conferring document and can be a god in charge of either side, it doesn't mean that the Nine Heavens Realm is generous enough to allow the human monster to cross the boundary.

Jing Lin lightly threw the copper bead back into the palm of the pen demon, and said: "He has accumulated a lot of illness, and he shouldn't live to this day. If you just accompany him for a ride, the Division Division can still turn a blind eye. But you privately Changing the fate spectrum has violated the law, and the Division of Boundary does not mention it, once Huang Quan thoroughly investigates, neither you nor him will be able to escape."

The pen demon suddenly "thumped" and knelt down, and he cried timidly: "How could this be so! It was only me who violated the law. The Department of Boundary and Huang Quan pursued it, and it was also my monster who did it. What have you to do with mortals!"

Jing Lin said: "What does it have to do with him? Chu Lun has won the first place now, so the original champion was missed. The fate spectrum will be changed with you, and the fate of these two people will be unpredictable."

The pen demon knocked his head on the ground, and he choked with sobs: "I know I was wrong, but, but! The matter has come to this point, is it necessary to die cautiously? He should be like this! If he dies according to his life, his life will be reduced to loess. How can I bear..."

Cang Ji said: "If you save Chu Lun, the other person will become unknown. It can be seen that not only people have differences in closeness, but also demons. It is really troublesome to communicate with each other in the world."

Jing Lin stood still for a while, and said, "Tell me everything about you and Chu Lun."

Chu Lun's legs and feet are handicapped, but his aspirations are lofty.When he was young, he picked up the leftovers of his relatives and lived coldly. When he first became famous at the age of 12, he was ashamed of the cheap food and refused to accept charity from others.The walls of his house were bare, and he was too poor to open the pot. All the books he used were copied by himself. When he opened the door of the shabby room, he couldn't even touch a speck of dust.

Chu Lun often forgets to eat and sleep because of reading. He has leg problems and his health is not good. At the age of 19, he was recommended by someone and went to Beijing to rush for the exam, but he failed.After I came back, I couldn't put down the papers even more. I was a lawyer during the period, but I often took lawsuits from the poor.

At the age of 22, he entered Beijing again to take the exam, and lost his name again to Sun Shan.Chu Lun was already exhausted from old illnesses at this time, and often soaked in medicinal soup at a young age.Failure not only frustrates his spirit, but also makes him more and more struggling.Holding a pen and writing quickly all night, halfway through writing, he choked on blood and passed out.When I woke up, I was already lying on the couch, the plain noodles on the table were still warm, and the medicinal soup was already simmering on the stove.

After this time, Chu Lun often fell into a coma while writing, and accidentally flipped through the fragments, only to find that the pages were filled with his own handwriting.But Chu Lun racked his brains and couldn't remember when he continued.He gradually realized that there was always someone by his side, although he couldn't see him, he was there all the time.

One day Chu Lun fell asleep with his head propped up, and at night he heard wind and rain knocking on the window. He seemed to be drowsy, but he still didn't wake up.But after a while, I heard light footsteps on the other side of the table, and a person got down and came closer to observe.

Chu Lun didn't move.

The man gently moved the paper, dipped in the ink and began to bite the tip of the pen and think hard.Chu Lun opened his eyes quietly, and saw that the black head was facing him, and he was writing quickly with his sleeves rolled up on the table.Chu Lun poked his head up to watch, the man heard the movement, raised his head, and it turned out to be a young man.

The two sides looked at each other, and the young Lang was shocked suddenly, so frightened that he knocked his elbow into the ink, splashed the ink, and his face was covered with ink spots.When he yelled, Chu Lun was also startled. Seeing Mo Fei coming out again, he suddenly leaned back. This time he turned over the Yizi and fell solidly.

Ordinary people fall and fall, but Chu Lun fell badly this time, the chair hit his chest, and he vomited blood.He struggled for breath, felt that his whole body was breaking out in cold sweat, his chest was protruding unstoppably, the more he jumped, the more he panicked, and the more he panicked, the more his eyes turned black, which meant that he was not very good.The young man hastily came to help him, hugging half of his body.Strange to say, as soon as Chu Lun was hugged by him, his chest felt a little relieved, and the cold sweat was not so violent.

The young man cried while hugging: "If you die tonight, you will be killed by me! How can this be good, I will not harm anyone!"

Tears rained down, and Chu Lun wanted to speak several times, but almost took a sip.The young man cried more and more fiercely, and he simply raised his head and cried loudly.He cried so loudly that he had forgotten about Chu Lun in his arms. Chu Lun was soaked in tears for a long time, and only when he was about to drown did he remember himself.

"Seeing that you are accumulating sickness." The young man touched the center of his brow pitifully, and sobbed, "Get rid of it for you."

Chu Lun was finally able to open his mouth: "Dare to ask..."

Chu Lun felt his whole body lighten when the young man exhaled, and even the pain in his chest gradually disappeared.He thought that he had met a little fairy, but he didn't expect to hear the young man talking the next moment.

"Although it's a monster aura, it also has a bit of a sage's immortal aura. I'll give it to you as a repayment. I only hope that you still have ambitions, no..."

The young boy blows too much in one breath, Chu Lun is fine, but he hangs his head, "bang" it turns into a pen, and falls on Chu Lun's chest.Chu Lun lay on the ground, stunned for half the night.He got up and picked up the pen, seeing that it was nothing special.

Chu Lun tentatively said: "...Dare to ask your surname?"

There was no response to the pen standing between his fingers, Chu Lun clutched his chest, anxious, thinking he was dreaming.He lay down on the couch with the pen, and put the pen on the pillow with the quilt half covered with great interest.After he finished, he stayed for a while, and felt that he was dying of illness, and he was already in a daze.

Chu Lun held his head in doubt, and then heard the indentation of the "pa" being hit by the quilt.Chu Lun didn't dare to move anymore, and the pen didn't move. After a long time of silence, he heard the pen sobbing: "...Excuse me, excuse me, I'm going to suffocate to death..."

Chu Lun stared straight at the whitened window, sat up abruptly, lifted the corner of the quilt very gently, and respectfully asked for the tip of his pen.

The pen said: "...Excuse me, excuse me...the head is turned upside down..."

Chu Lun immediately turned upside down and lay down the pen on the pillow.Chu Lun stared at it without blinking for a moment, then it shrank back quietly, stammering: "You...you stare at me like this...I, I'm a little scared."

After finishing speaking, he hid his head in again, refusing to let Chu Lun look at it again.

Chu Lun folded the corners of the quilt for it, and turned his back to it when he fell asleep.It was almost dawn, Chu Lun thought blankly.

I am ashamed of my parents, I am afraid that I have gone crazy with my studies.