985 Xiuxian University

The next day, after saying hello to his grandparents, Lin Ze happily ran to Ji Chengfeng's house to play!

The floor heating made the room very hot. Lin Ze collapsed happily on Ji Chengfeng's sofa, with a British short in his left hand, an orange cat in his right, and an iPad in his arms. He looked like a winner in life.

The black currant is still so lively that he can't stop, holding Lin Ze's hand with his furry paws, twisting and playing non-stop, and lying on the sofa with his belly exposed, tempting Lin Ze to reach out and touch it. That unscrupulous look is simply unbearable.

The other orange cat looked much calmer. It closed its eyelids slightly, its front paws were bent and hid in its abdomen, and it looked like a farmer was dozing off. Lin Ze reached out to touch its head, but it didn’t respond. Lin Ze reached out and pinched it Its paw remained motionless, as if it had the posture of an old monk in meditation.

Over time, Lin Ze stopped teasing it, and focused on pampering the black currant.

While stroking the cat, he browsed the cultivator's forum, and muttered, "I didn't expect Ji Chengfeng to look young, he's over 100 years old!"

Ji Chengfeng walked down the stairs slowly. Hearing this, he smiled slightly: "Huh? Did you find out?"

Lin Ze muttered: "I'm not stupid, that corpse mother-in-law is a monk who was active a hundred years ago, you can recognize her, and you are not too young... I'm just surprised that in this cultivator forum, the J The surname is Tianjun, could it be you?"

As he spoke, Lin Ze peeked at the expression on Ji Chengfeng's face with his small eyes.

Ji Chengfeng sat directly next to Lin Ze, and he reached out to take the iPad in Lin Ze's hand: "Well, what do they say about me?"

What! ?He even admitted it! ?

Lin Ze's face darkened, and he turned his body slightly to avoid Ji Chengfeng's hand.

Ji Chengfeng withdrew his hand, and touched his trouser leg embarrassingly.

Lin Ze inexplicably felt a sour taste in his heart, and muttered: "There are countless younger brothers, Guangkai Harem, Fairy Lanruo, Princess Yuren, Dragon Girl of the North Sea, Fox Demon Qingqiu...you are really busy."

Ji Chengfeng looked like he was about to cry, but he rubbed the orange cat with his hand, and couldn't help being wronged: "Do you see besides Huo Pili, there is another little brother beside me?"

"Meow!" Feeling the depression of the sofa, the orange cat, who had been in meditation for an old monk, slowly moved to Ji Chengfeng's side, rubbed his furry head on the back of his hand, and then kept the farmer's attitude. Moved.

Ji Chengfeng continued: "So, those female fairies have nothing to do with me."

Lin Ze looked a little better, and then asked: "Really? Then you have never liked anyone?"

After Lin Ze blurted out this sentence, he felt a little regretful in his heart. Is it not good to inquire about Ji Chengfeng's private life, but his anxiety seems to be exposing the problem he has been trying to cover up.

Ji Chengfeng paused when he stroked the cat. After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "...Yes."

Lin Ze felt as if his heart missed two beats, and he said blankly: "Then... who is she?"

Ji Chengfeng suddenly raised his eyes, his deep eyes met his, and there was a strange and ambiguous atmosphere in the air. Suddenly, he said in a deep voice, "You... want to know?"

Facing Ji Chengfeng's scorching gaze, Lin Ze bit the bullet and nodded: "I'm just curious... You, you don't have to say it if you don't want to."

Ji Chengfeng smiled lightly and sighed, with a faint sense of distress in his tone: "Then I'd better not say it... After all, I don't know if people like me or not. If there is an unrequited love, I still have What is there to say!"

Lin Ze shook his head desperately: "How is it possible! You are tall, handsome, and powerful. No girl will dislike you!"

Ji Chengfeng approached Lin Ze, his eyes were focused, and he said directly: "Then... are you too?"

Lin Ze felt as if the prohibition button had been pressed. All his words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak. ...O////O

Ji Chengfeng smiled slightly, as if he knew what Lin Ze was thinking: "I like you."

"Boom!" Lin Ze's brain was booming, as if a tsunami had occurred.

Lin Ze stared blankly at Ji Chengfeng's face, the gentle look in the other's eyes almost melted his heart, gradually, the distance between the two became closer, Lin Ze's cheeks were so hot that they were almost smoking , Seeing that the two are about to kiss.

"Clang—" The door opened.

Huo Pili appeared at the door and yelled loudly: "I went to the management department to get the admission certificate for registered celestial masters, and by the way, I took out the corpse bag from the management department! Although they took away the Gu insects, they compensated us A magic weapon at the spiritual level."

"Eh? Why didn't you respond?" As soon as Huo Pili entered the door, he saw Ji Chengfeng and Lin Ze sitting on the sofa, as if they had been immobilized, they were very close, their heads overlapped , but all motionless.

Although he was a little puzzled, he still scratched his head and said: "Although this thing is useless to senior brother, it is still good for Lin Ze's self-defense. Don't you want to take a look... Um... It's okay if you don't look at it. also."

Huo Pili stammered the last sentence in his stomach.

The temperature in the room was obviously dropping, and feeling a serious life-and-death crisis, Huo Pili hurriedly turned around, trying to close the door and escape.

"Huo Pili!" Lin Ze yelled at him, he rushed up and grabbed his arm. Huo Pili instinctively wanted to break free, but he never expected that Lin Ze's strength was surprisingly strong. His hands were like iron tongs, grabbing him tightly.

Lin Ze said anxiously: "What spirit weapon did you get, show me!"

Huo Pili had no choice but to turn around in frustration, and handed out the spiritual weapon: "Here you are."

Lin Ze pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah, it's really a beautiful spiritual weapon! I'll go upstairs to study how it works!"

"Deng Ding Ding." As he spoke, Lin Ze turned around and ran upstairs in a hurry, as if someone was chasing him.

There was a "bang--", and when the door was closed with a loud bang from upstairs, it was still locked.

The air froze like death at this moment.

Huo Pili turned his gaze to Ji Chengfeng, showed an awkward smile, and said tremblingly: "Senior brother? Did I...wreck you again?"

Ji Chengfeng expressionless: "..."

Shortly after.

In the practice room of the villa, there was the sound of punching to the flesh, and the horrific howls from Huo Pili!

"Oh, help! It's killing people!"

……

In the guest room upstairs, Lin Ze finally calmed down after washing his face with cold water. He walked out of the bathroom and made up his mind to temporarily put aside the matter of Ji Chengfeng's confession to him. Study this artifact.

It was a particularly beautiful oiled paper umbrella, with a blue and white porcelain umbrella surface imprinted with layers of intricate patterns, which looked very unusual.

Lin Ze took out the manual and looked at it. The manual fell out when he opened the umbrella just now.

The usage and effects of the oil-paper umbrella are detailed above. This is a semi-electric spiritual device that can be driven by aura or batteries to prevent monks from having insufficient aura for soldiers. When the umbrella is opened, it will form a defense The enchantment can be immune to human-level attacks. When it is released from the hand and spins, it will be like a huge boomerang, causing cutting and tearing effects on the enemy.

When the umbrella is folded up and filled with aura, the rune patterns on its umbrella surface will gather together, changing from defensive runes to offensive runes. Although it is just a blunt stick, it has offensive runes. Wen's blessing, presumably, is also surprisingly lethal.

"Wow, far and near attack and defense together! What a baby!" Lin Ze burst into joy as he hugged the oiled paper umbrella.

At this time, there was a knocking sound on the door, and Ji Chengfeng said softly from outside: "Lin Ze, can I come in?"

Lin Ze held the oil-paper umbrella with a joyful expression, coughed twice, and said, "Can you come in?"

Ji Chengfeng walked in from the door, as if nothing had happened, he asked: "Lin Ze, have you completed Qi refining now? Do you have a premonition about building a foundation?"

Seeing that Ji Chengfeng didn't continue the topic, Lin Ze breathed a sigh of relief, and said honestly, "The Qi refining has been completed, but the foundation building may be too much in the short term."

Ji Chengfeng thought for a while: "Maybe you still need some actual combat before you can touch the barrier of foundation establishment."

Holding the laptop in his hand, he walked up to Lin Ze, pointed to one of the tasks, and said, "I just looked at it, and among the tasks we have accepted recently, this one is the least dangerous, why don't you go and perform it tomorrow? In order to achieve the purpose of experience, you are fully responsible for this single project, even if it messes up, I will never intervene."

Lin Ze took a look at the laptop: "The nightmare of the medicinal material merchant, please help?"

……

the next day.

Ji Chengfeng and Lin Ze came to the apartment located in a prime location in the city center, and visited the medicine merchant—Mr. Tang.

Sitting on the sofa, Lin Ze straightened his back, held a blank notebook and pen in his hand, and said without raising his head: "Hello, Mr. Tang, I am the investigator of Qingxu Fengshui Studio, in order to solve your problems , I hope you can honestly answer the following questions."

Sitting opposite Lin Ze, Mr. Tang is a middle-aged man, wearing a blue Tang suit, his eyes are obviously gray, it looks like he hasn't slept well for ten days and nights, standing A beautiful woman behind him was putting her hand on his shoulder worriedly.

Mr. Tang nodded: "Just ask, I know everything."

"When did your nightmares start?"

"It's been a week."

"Has anything strange happened to your family recently?"

"No, everything is fine."

"What is the content of the nightmare?"

Mr. Tang's face was a bit ugly: "Every time I dream, I will appear in a forest surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, and then I will bump into a ghost with a big head floating in the sky, grinning at me , I can't see what it looks like, but when it smiles, there will be many gunmen behind me chasing me!"

"I was stabbed to death with a knife, tied up in an iron cage, and my nails were pulled out...I live in anti-Japanese movies every day!"

"Master, do you think I bumped into something! Or did I run into... Mercury retrograde?!" As he spoke, Mr. Tang became emotional.