[Chu Liuxiang mobile game] Flower picking strategy

People are all tall and tall, orchid and jade trees, just walking into the Dianxiang Pavilion, they will attract the favor of many girls.

Zhu Mo smiled very powerfully and said to Qin's mother: "Today is still Qing Chen, Liu Ying is with me."

Qin's mother was naturally smiling from ear to ear, and her eyes softened a little when she looked at Xi Qingchen, it was clear that she had already regarded him as a top cash cow.Xi Qingchen only felt a chill down his spine.

He remembered reading Qian Zhongshu's "Fortress Besieged" in the past, in which it described Miss Bao, saying that she was a half-truth, a deli, and other descriptions, which seemed to be applicable to him now.But he didn't think much about it, if he gave some rewards today, he would start a business.

Zhu Mo and Liu Ying entered the room together, Cai Jucheng was shocked again when he saw it, his expression was like seeing a ghost.

Xi Qingchen didn't care about Cai Jucheng's reaction, brought the two distinguished guests into the room, and poured wine for them with ease.

Xi Qingchen said: "I have never had a chance to say it, but now I want to thank you. Mr. Liu Ying, thank you for the gift of the lantern the day before yesterday."

There was no expression on Liuying's face, and she said indifferently: "You don't need to be too polite, I can just give it away if I want."

Xi Qingchen: "...Mr. Liuying is not happy? What did Qingchen do wrong?"

Liuying said: "Even if you made a mistake, you just don't know it. Kong has a pair of eyes, but he can't see clearly."

Xi Qingchen: "..."

He didn't know where he had offended this distinguished guest, he just felt that the other party's words were very tricky and mean, but his words and deeds were full of extravagance.

Zhu Mo said: "Don't criticize him, he is innocent, and he can't understand a lot of things for a while."

Xi Qingchen: "..."

He seems to be suspected of IQ?

Talking with these two for another night, Zhu Mo left due to prior arrangements, leaving only Liu Ying and Xi Qingchen together.

Xi Qingchen faced him, didn't know what to say, just poured him wine silently.

"Are you here now?" Liuying asked coldly.

Xi Qingchen gave a low "um", seeing that Liuying's glass was a little empty, so she poured wine.

"What are you doing wrong? Come to this wrong place. This is the place where a child like you should come. The place of fireworks has always been complicated. If you stay for a long time, your temperament will change to some extent." Liuying said.

Xi Qingchen couldn't help it anymore, and said: "Mr. Liuying, have I... seen you before? Why did you talk to me so familiarly? When I looked at your face, I also felt familiar, but I really can't remember when I saw you."

Liuying sighed, leaned forward suddenly, pinched Xi Qingchen's chin, and kissed him forcefully.

Xi Qingchen hurriedly backed away and said, "Mr. Liuying, I will not sell myself!"

Liu Ying said angrily: "How dare you sell yourself to me!"

Xi Qingchen: "...? Don't dare, dare not!"

Xi Qingchen calmed his beating heart and said, "Mr. Liuying, who are you?"

Liuying said: "Come here and cover the upper half of my face."

Xi Qingchen: "...?"

But after hesitating for a while, he still complied.He cautiously walked to Liuying's side, stretched out his hands, raised his toes slightly, and covered Liuying's eyes.

As a result, he could only see Liuying's graceful lines, but indifferent and cold nose bridge and chin line, the feeling of touching each other's eyes, warm and soft, with a subtle sense of intimacy. Seems totally fresh.

He finally saw who he was.

Xi Qingchen said with trembling voice, "Fang... Siming?"

Fang Siming grabbed his two hands, put them on his lips and kissed them, his brows were still indifferent and distant, but his voice revealed a trace of tenderness: "It's me."

Xi Qingchen's brain was a little overloaded, and he didn't know how to deal with the current situation.Strictly speaking, he and Fang Siming had never met formally, and there was Fang Ying in between. The relationship was unclear, and Fang Siming shouldn't have such an attitude towards him.

This is so weird.

Could it be that he was born with the quality of attracting bees and attracting butterflies?

He was stunned, but Fang Siming looked at him quietly, his eyes were deep and complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You have nowhere to go, you can follow me." Fang Siming said.

Xi Qingchen was delicate in his heart, he said: "You...what is your relationship with Fang Ying?"

Fang Siming looked at him strangely, he didn't answer directly, but asked, "Then what do you think of Fang Ying?"

Xi Qingchen responded naturally: "How about Fang Ying? Of course, it is the best existence in the world. It is a very special existence in my heart. It is the existence that I miss in my heart. It is the existence that I want to... spend my whole life with. .”

Fang Siming smiled slightly, this expression on his usually indifferent face really made Xi Qingchen a little uncomfortable.

"What if she's not as good as you say?"

Xi Qingchen said: "Since I have made up my mind, I will not let go no matter what. By the way, Fang Siming, what is your relationship with Fang Ying?"

Fang Siming didn't answer immediately, but just looked at him, as if thinking about something.

The air suddenly became quiet, and Xi Qingchen felt very uncomfortable, as if he was about to know a huge secret, and it was not a very good secret.

A terrifying guess suddenly came to mind. He thought of Fang Siming's ambiguous attitude, the bracelets, his women's clothing these two days, and the lantern. He took two steps back and looked at Fang Siming very seriously.

Fang Siming just stood there and let him look at him.

Xi Qingchen tried hard to calm himself down, approached Fang Siming again, and took Fang Siming's hand.

Fang Siming looked at him with an indifferent expression on his face.

Xi Qingchen pushed his sleeve away, and her fingers climbed onto his smooth and pale skin, finally touching something hard, and then, the string of bracelets he gave to Fang Ying were exposed.

The small leaves, one purple and one snow white, are particularly eye-catching in the afternoon sun.

Xi Qingchen said: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, but I have been unwilling to admit it."

Fang Siming looked at him and didn't answer.

Xi Qingchen was quiet for a long time, as if he was struggling violently. He thought he had been thinking for a century, but in fact it only passed a few seconds.

Xi Qingchen raised his head and looked at Fang Siming firmly, and said: "I provoked you, and I am the one who said that he likes you and wants to stay with you for the rest of his life. I always keep my word, Fang Siming, listen carefully, I like you."

As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe and kissed Fang Siming lightly.

At this moment, he felt that he was in the worst, weirdest and best moment of his life.

The meaning of life is that you do find someone special enough and then find out that no matter what, you really got him.Xi Qingchen had mixed feelings.

He is a person who always admits death and doesn't make promises easily. Once he makes a promise, no matter what the result is, he will always take responsibility.

Xi Qingchen kept Fang Siming, closed his eyes, and thought, this really dug a hole and buried himself in it.He shouldn't be so hasty, but since he fell in love with Fang Siming at first sight, Fang Siming is the one he really wants.So what does gender matter?Find someone you really want.That's what ultimately matters.

Fang Siming patted his head, but did not speak.

The author has something to say: drop the vest_(:з」∠)_

☆、Chapter 35 35 I remember your appearance

After the shock, Xi Qingchen calmed himself down and accepted the fact that the person he likes is actually a man.He had a lot of questions to ask, but looking at Fang Siming's face, he was not sure whether he should ask.

Fang Siming glanced at him and said, "What do you want to ask?"

Sure enough, it was so fast, and he guessed his mind.Xi Qingchen didn't hesitate, just held his hand and asked: "I... This is the first time I see you, why are you here, pretending to be Fang Ying?"

Fang Siming said, "Why do you think it is?"

Xi Qingchen pursed her lips, thinking silently.Fang Siming's temperament is quite fickle. To be honest, he has a whole heart for him, but he doesn't know him at all.I really don't know anything about him.

Xi Qingchen said: "You must have your reasons for doing this."

Fang Siming smiled leisurely and said, "For the matter of Langxuan Yuchong."

Xi Qingchen lost his voice: "Langxuan jade worm? I know that this matter started because of Jiang Nianchen, and Chu Liuxiang was also involved. You pretended to be Fang Ying to make friends with Chu Liuxiang? But Chu Liuxiang is not a lustful person. Even if you show your true colors, he will It is also determined not to count.”

Fang Siming said: "That's true, but I got close to Chu Liuxiang only because he meddled in this matter. Jiang Nianchen plans to select insect mothers in Jinling to strengthen the Tsingyi Army. Others don't know his thoughts, so I don't know?"

"He wanted to break away from his father, but he was not strong enough to be able to break away from his father, so there was a zombie incident in Jinling. After I heard about it, I pretended to be Fang Ying and came here to inquire about the news. Within the city, there are only gambling houses, restaurants, The land of fireworks is the most well-informed."

"I don't know, but I met you."

Xi Qingchen blushed, thought for a while, and said again: "Then... who is your father and what is he going to do?"

Fang Siming was silent for a moment, and was about to reply when a pigeon suddenly flew outside the house.

Fang Siming took the pigeon, took out the bamboo tube from the pigeon's leg, opened it, and his expression froze.

Seeing his nervous expression, Xi Qingchen asked, "What happened?"

Fang Siming said: "Ci, the former director of the Beggars' Gang, has been sick for many years, and died suddenly yesterday."

Xi Qingchen said: "Since you are lingering on the sick bed, why did you die suddenly? If it was the former leader of the Beggars' Clan, he naturally had someone to take care of him, so how could he die so easily?"

Fang Siming smiled leisurely and said, "At this time, your eyes and ears will become clearer."

Xi Qingchen blushed slightly, thinking that he had seen "Fang Ying" so many times before and after, but he couldn't tell or hear that this was a man. Seeing that Fang Siming felt familiar, he still didn't dare to think in the direction of the answer. Liuying felt familiar, but she didn't realize that it was Fang Siming without the mask.

Feeling ashamed, Xi Qingchen stretched out his right hand to touch Fang Siming's forehead, and slid his fingers across his eyebrows, nose bridge, lips and chin.

Fang Siming looked at him without speaking, and let him touch him.

Xi Qingchen smiled and said: "In this way, I will look at you seriously, remember your appearance, and my fingers will also remember the touch of your skin. From now on, no matter who you incarnate, as long as I see your face, touch I can recognize you by your skin."

Fang Siming was slightly taken aback, then kissed his hand again, and said in a low voice, "Idiot."

Xi Qingchen smiled.

Fang Siming said: "Qingchen, I have a lot of things to deal with these days. Where do you want to go? Do it alone, or follow me?"

Xi Qingchen said in surprise: "Do you want me to follow you?"

Fang Siming said: "Since I like you and trust you, why not take you with me?"

Xi Qingchen smiled and said: "I knew that Siming was a generous person, but I still have a favor in Huashan. The great disciple of Huashan Feng Wuya has a kindness with me, but a pair of broken legs has been difficult to heal for many years. In a few days It is Huashan Lunjian, I have signed up, it is said that there are mysterious martial arts cheats on the top of Huashan, if you get it, you can save Feng Wuya from breaking his leg."

Fang Siming said: "How difficult is it to heal that broken leg? I'll ask Miaoshou and Butterfly Valley Huichun to heal his leg."

Xi Qingchen smiled and said: "Siming understands me, it's the best, Siming, you are really my lucky star."

Fang Siming said: "I am indeed."

Xi Qingchen laughed out loud, seeing his righteous appearance, he also felt very cute in his eyes.

Fang Siming said: "Since the matter of Feng Wuya has been resolved, do you want to come with me?"

Xi Qingchen said: "Of course I am willing, but where are you taking me?"

Fang Siming said: "Go see the current leader of the Beggars' Clan, Nangong Ling."

After that, Xi Qingchen and Qin's mother learned about the contract, and left with 100 taels of silver.

He didn't want to buy or farm any more, he just felt that following Fang Siming, he was caught in a vortex again, and many things were still unclear.

Before leaving, Xi Qingchen went to see Cai Jucheng.

Cai Jucheng's face has turned into ashes.

Cai Jucheng said coldly: "Do you know who the two people you saw today are?"

Xi Qingchen smiled and said: "I don't know, but these two are already my friends."

Cai Jucheng sneered even worse: "Being friends with such a person will sooner or later be skinned and boned. It is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. When they are happy, you can live a little longer. If they are not happy, they will kill you."

Xi Qingchen frowned slightly and said: "If Siming, he wouldn't do this."

Cai Jucheng sneered: "Your closest relatives and friends can betray you, let alone someone like Fang Siming."

Xi Qingchen said: "We have talked enough today, Ju Cheng, so let's take our leave."

Speaking of Xi Qingchen striding out of Dianxiang Pavilion, Fang Siming was already waiting for him on the street outside Dianxiang Pavilion.

At sunset and dusk, Fang Siming stood in the midst of the golden scenery, dressed in brocade clothes, with a leisurely smile on his face, just like a scene in a dream.

Fang Siming said to him: "Qingchen, let's go."

The author has something to say: to start a new story, let’s put aside the matter of the Huashan School’s discussion of swords for now, because Brother Fang took off the vest himself as it was written.

Then he definitely can't let brother Xi stay in Dianxiang Pavilion (wife can only watch by herself).

But Huashan Lunjian still has to be written, because this is a very important part of the plot→Little brother Xi has important things to get in Huashan.

☆、Chapter 36

Fang Siming first took Xi Qingchen to live in an inn.At the climax of the moon, Xi Qingchen is determined to ask many things about him, which are related to his future actions and his own choice of path.Since he chose Fang Siming, he must be on his side, but now he doesn't know what Fang Siming is going to do.

Xi Qingchen and Fang Siming sat on the roof, and he thoughtfully refilled Fang Siming's wine, taking only one cup.

Xi Qingchen smiled and said: "I don't like to drink alcohol, people in Jianghu, this habit is really weird."

Fang Siming took the cup and said: "Since you don't like it, just don't drink it, there is no weird talk."

Xi Qingchen said: "When I was a child, my father was always drinking heavily. After drinking, he would always do some stupid things. Since then, I have hated alcohol very much."

As soon as he said this, Fang Siming didn't reply to him for a while, but just looked at him in a daze, with an extremely complicated expression, as if he remembered something.Finally, Fang Siming put down the wine glass.

Xi Qingchen said: "Siming, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Siming smiled lightly, but his expression was a little ethereal.

"My father, maybe it's about the same as your father..."

After hearing this, Xi Qingchen didn't speak for a long time, knowing that he had run into the opponent's minefield.

Unexpectedly, Fang Siming's expression quickly returned to normal. He said, "I know you have many questions, so let's ask them together today. I like you, so I don't want to hide it from you,"

Xi Qingchen said: "Okay, that's good. Siming, who is your father and what is he going to do?"

Fang Siming said: "My father's name is Zhu Guiwen, he is... an outcast of the royal family. The young man who went to see you with me yesterday, under the pseudonym Zhu Mo, is the current emperor, Zhu Di."

Xi Qingchen was no less than a bolt from the blue, and was startled: "Your father...you...I know that Zhu Guiwen is the adoptive father of you and Jiang Nianchen, but you are the master of the Wansheng Pavilion, and Jiang Nianchen is the lord of the Tsingyi Army. He is an outcast from the royal family, what on earth does he want to do... why are you approaching the emperor?"

Fang Siming smiled lightly and said, "What do you think?"

Xi Qingchen said: "Siming, think about it carefully. The change of dynasty will inevitably lead to massacres, not to mention... the current situation, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the scholars, farmers, and businesses are prosperous. Why do you want to do such a thankless thing? You You are already the master of the Wansheng Pavilion, so you can’t separate yourself from your father and develop on your own?”

Xi Qingchen was terrified in his heart, the guess that had been buried for a long time was finally confirmed, at first he heard that Zhu Guiwen's surname was Zhu, he already had a guess in his heart, at that time he thought that the world was so big, maybe it was the same name, but the truth was the truth.

In his opinion, although the Wansheng Pavilion and the Qingyi Army are strong, the forces in the world are intricate and complicated, and the court is even more entangled with old trees. It is absolutely impossible for the Wansheng Pavilion and the Qingyi Army to change the emperor.

Zhu Guiwen has raised two children, and he has great ambitions. He is really a sensational, but also admirable character.

Fang Siming's eyes looked at the deep blue sky, and his voice was ethereal: "I don't know... If there is no father, I would not exist now. Before you, he is the only person in this world who treats me well."

Xi Qingchen didn't know how to evaluate his future father-in-law, but kept silent, his heart was turbulent.

It was true that he had involved himself in a disaster.

Fang Siming gave him almost a choice and asked him if he wanted to go with him.

He chose Fang Siming without hesitation, but Fang Siming chose Zhu Guiwen.

This is how to do?

He noticed Fang Siming's unusual behavior when he talked about his father's alcoholism, and he didn't know what happened to the old father-in-law Fang Siming.

However, if Zhu Guiwen is not good at Fang Siming, he...he will get rid of this person no matter what.

Xi Qingchen was taken aback, thinking how his character had become so vicious.

But looking at Fang Siming again, there was a bitter and sweet feeling in his heart. He only felt that this person was all kinds of worries and good things, and it belonged to him, but it always made him feel a strong sense of uneasiness.

Xi Qingchen changed a safer topic and said, "Siming, then you approached the emperor because of..."

Fang Siming replied: "I didn't want to get rid of him now. If I do it now, the chaos in the world cannot be controlled by the Wansheng Pavilion and the Tsingyi Army. What's more, I have no vendetta against Zhumo, and he is also a A willful person, if not for his identity, would really be a good friend."

Xi Qingchen didn't know how to answer, but felt complicated.He also respects and likes Zhu Mo. He is humorous and has the style of a mentor.

In this way, both of them were silent for a while.

Then, Xi Qingchen said: "Why are we going to meet Nangong Ling, the leader of the Beggar Clan?"

Fang Siming said: "Nangong Ling is a rare young talent. He is young and powerful in martial arts, and his scheming methods are extremely powerful. If the Wansheng Pavilion can win over such a person, it will be one step closer to the goal. And Nangong Ling is right. Ren Ci is extremely filial, when Ren Ci is ill, everything is handled by Nangong Ling."

Xi Qingchen said: "He is a filial son, Ren Ci's death must have hit him hard."

Fang Siming smiled leisurely, "But he may not have been hit."

Xi Qingchen asked in surprise, "How do you say it?"

Fang Siming said: "Once Ren Ci dies, who is most likely to become the leader of the Beggar Gang?"

Xi Qingchen blurted out: "Nangong Ling! But... But didn't you say that he is a dutiful son?"

Fang Siming smiled and said: "What about a filial son? Sometimes, a filial son will bite when he is in a hurry."

Xi Qingchen looked at his leisurely smiling face, and felt a chill in his heart, then he hugged Fang Siming lightly and said, "From now on, you will have me."

Fang Siming was startled, and hugged him back.

The author has something to say: a new plot has started, and the plot of the novel is connected, but there are a lot of originals.

☆、Chapter 37 37 Nangong Ling's commission

The next day, Xi Qingchen and Fang Siming, who had changed into Wansheng Pavilion's costume, went to the Beggar Gang together.

Fang Siming put on the golden mask again, only revealing the extremely graceful jaw line.

Xi Qingchen knew in his heart that when he saw someone like Nangong Ling, he was naturally someone who was famous in the Jianghu, so he could have the opportunity to meet him.

He thought that he was unknown, and he felt a little worried, but Fang Siming seemed to be able to read his mind, and said: "This time I just went to attend Ren Ci's funeral, and by the way, win over Nangong Ling, you are my confidant. "

Xi Qingchen nodded, feeling that Siming was really careful.

Ren Ci's funeral was extremely ostentatious, and it is said that Nangong Ling arranged it all by himself.In front of the mourning hall, the white curtain fluttered, and there were many figures, all of whom came to pay respects to Ren Ci.

Nangong Ling was dressed in hemp and filial piety, with a black veil on her wrist, but it still couldn't hide her sharp and handsome eyebrows.

Someone in front announced: "Fang Siming, the master of the Wansheng Pavilion, is here——"

Nangong Ling seemed to be talking to a Nine Pockets elder from the Beggar Clan, after hearing the announcement, he let Xi Qingchen in.

The reputation of Wansheng Pavilion in Jianghu is very treacherous. It is not as desirable as a real famous and decent sect, but it is not a simple cult sect. It is just that when people in Jianghu mention the organization of Wansheng Pavilion, they always admire it with lingering fear .

Nangong Lingdao: "Pavilion Master Fang came as promised, and I'm grateful."

Fang Siming said: "I heard that the old gang leader Ren died of illness. It was really sad, so I came to attend the funeral."

Nangong Ling showed a sad expression: "Father... If I can find a panacea, no matter what method I use, I will not let my father die like this..."

Fang Siming said: "My condolences to the leader of the Southern Gang."

Xi Qingchen felt strange, Ren Cicai died, and before the funeral was over, Nangong Ling couldn't wait to become the head of the beggar gang, which made him a little more suspicious of Nangong Ling's sadness.

Nangong Lingdao: "I'm inviting Pavilion Master Fang, and I really have something important to discuss. I wonder who is this little brother next to Pavilion Master Fang?"

Fang Siming was about to answer, but Xi Qingchen said: "I'm just a servant of the pavilion master. Since you have something important to discuss, I will avoid it first."

Fang Siming looked at him and was about to say something, but Xi Qingchen shook his head slightly.

Fang Siming and Nangong Ling went into the back room to talk, but Xi Qingchen wandered away from the crowd because he saw Chu Liuxiang.

Indeed, how could the bandit commander Chu Liuxiang not attend the funeral of the head of the beggar gang?

It's just that Chu Liuxiang is standing on the roof outside the mourning hall of the Beggar Clan, looking at something.

Xi Qingchen jumped up and arrived at Chu Liuxiang's side almost in a moment.

Chu Liuxiang had already noticed him, and said calmly at this moment: "You really are good at lightness kung fu."

Bandit Shuai's Qinggong is the best in the world, to be praised like this, Xi Qingchen should really be happy.

Xi Qingchen said: "What is Xiangshuai doing here?"

Chu Liuxiang asked back, "What are you doing here?"

Xi Qingchen was at a loss for words for a while, after experiencing that incident, the relationship between him and Chu Liuxiang was very awkward, and he didn't know what to say at this time.

Chu Liuxiang said: "Nangong Ling is my good friend. I am here this time because I am sad for him and happy for him."

Xi Qingchen said: "Sadness is only because of the death of Nangongling's father, but joy is because Nangongling became the leader of the beggar gang."

Chu Liuxiang gave him a light smile: "That's true."

Xi Qingchen said: "That's the case, why don't you go to see him in person, but you want to be on this roof?"

Chu Liuxiang said: "What does this have to do with you?"

Xi Qingchen was at a loss for words for a moment, and didn't know what to say.

But Chu Liuxiang didn't leave him anymore, jumped off the roof, and headed for Nangongling's location.

Xi Qingchen took a breath and thought in his heart——

Turn on phantom.

Then his soul came out of his body and turned into a little butterfly.

He flew to where Fang Siming was, and perched on the beam to eavesdrop.

I only heard Nangong Ling say: "If Wansheng Pavilion handles this matter for me, and I swallow Gu worms voluntarily, I will definitely help Wansheng Pavilion in the future."

Fang Siming said: "It's very good."

Nangong Lingdao: "Wansheng Pavilion is responsible for the affairs, I am naturally relieved, but the matter is very important at this time, there must be no mistakes in one link, please take care of the Pavilion Master."

Fang Siming said: "Naturally, the Beggar Gang is a well-known family in the world, and I hope not to break the oath."

Nangong Ling said with a smile: "This matter is not so dangerous, I'm afraid that someone will meddle in other people's business, especially... Bandit Commander Ye Liuxiang, if you meet him and meddle in my business, the Pavilion Master will kill you if he can."

Xi Qingchen was startled, didn't Chu Liuxiang say that he and Nangong Ling were friends?

Why did Nangong Ling have such a murderous intention towards him?What exactly does Nangong Ling want Fang Siming to do?

Fang Siming said, "Okay."

His answer was extremely concise, and the half of his face revealed was also extremely indifferent, making it impossible to see a trace of emotion.

Nangong Ling smiled and said: "I heard that those who have seen the true face of the Pavilion Master of Wanshen Pavilion are all dead. I don't know if they will be able to meet in this life."

Fang Siming said: "People who see me and know my real identity will marry me. Does the leader of the South want to see it too?"

Nangong Ling said: "That's how it is, I'm being rude."

The two were courteous for a while, Fang Siming walked out of the house and looked around.

Xi Qingchen knew that he was looking for herself.

But now that he can’t return to his body, Nangong Ling will meet Chu Liuxiang next, and after the two exchanged their usual greetings, Nangong Ling said with a smile: “I’m really happy to see you, but I think of my father, and I can’t help it.” Sad and sad."

"Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and together with you we will get rid of the eternal sorrows. Then drink with me for three days and three nights, and all worries will be gone." Chu Liuxiang said.

Nangong Ling laughed loudly: "Sure enough, you are the one who loves me the most."

Xi Qingchen listened for a while, but did not hear any important information.

But he always felt very weird in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out.

He wobbled and flew towards the roof, only to see Fang Siming hugging his body with a dignified expression.

Only then did Xi Qingchen remember that when his soul left his body, his body was not breathing.

Fang Siming... Maybe he was frightened.

The author has something to say: Well...

I don’t know how you feel about the plot, whether it’s good or not, I feel that the rhythm is a bit slow.

☆、Chapter 38

Xi Qingchen flew over and saw that Fang Siming was concentrating on examining his body, first breathed, and then put his head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heart.

It's just that when Xi Qingchen's soul came out of his body, he neither breathed nor had a heartbeat, except that his body was still warm, he was no different from a dead person.

Fang Siming's face showed an expression that Xi Qingchen had never seen before, that expression was so sad and compassionate.Xi Qingchen could only see his chin, but already knew that he was distraught.

Fang Siming put his arms around his body without saying a word, as quiet as a stone sculpture.

Xi Qingchen flew over quickly and circled in front of Fang Siming's eyes.

Fang Siming said lightly: "It's you little butterfly again, what are you doing here?"

Xi Qingchen flew onto his mask and touched the tip of his nose with his front paws.Fang Siming supported him with his hands and took him down.

Xi Qingchen looked at the handsome face magnified ten times in front of him, feeling conflicted in his heart.He still regarded Chu Liuxiang as a friend, but judging from Nangong Ling's tone, Chu Liuxiang must intervene.

What should he do?He didn't want to see Chu Liuxiang die, and he didn't want to stand on the opposite side of Fang Siming. The more doubt in his heart was, what exactly did Nangong Ling want to do?

Can't figure it out.

Xi Qingchen gave up thinking and released the state of phantom body.The little blue flashing butterfly disappeared in front of Fang Siming's eyes.

Xi Qingchen opened his eyes and smiled at Fang Siming.

Fang Siming was shocked and said, "You...you!"

Xi Qingchen said: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Then he told Fang Siming that he was able to leave his body, and told the other party that the little butterfly was himself.Although Fang Siming found it unbelievable, when Xi Qingchen opened his phantom body and flew around him again, his surprise turned to normal.

"There are thousands of strange things in the world. I heard the story of Liang Zhu turning into a butterfly and flying away when I was young. Now it seems that it is not a rumor." Fang Siming said.

Xi Qingchen smiled: "I didn't mean to worry you. Just now, I eavesdropped on your conversation with Nangong Ling, but I didn't hear all of it. What does he want you to do?"

Fang Siming said: "What do you think of Nangong Ling?"

Xi Qingchen said: "I don't have any friendship with him, so I can't comment on it, but seeing his adoptive father became the leader of the Beggar Gang immediately after his death, we can see that his ambition is huge, and there is something to it. He said that even if Chu Liuxiang intervened, he would be shot to death, What exactly do you want to do?"

Fang Siming said: "He asked me to kill his mother."

Xi Qingchen said in shock: "What! His mother? What is he doing for this? The adoptive father is dead, so he wants to kill his mother?"

Fang Siming smiled leisurely: "Some people in this world are born with a strong desire for power. For this reason, it is not surprising that they kill their fathers and mothers."

Xi Qingchen was even more surprised: "You...you are saying that Nangong Ling's father was killed by himself? He...why did he do this...by the way, once Ren Ci dies, he will be the new leader of the Beggars' Clan , if this person is cruel and merciless, he will naturally let him go."

Xi Qingchen continued: "However, almost no one in the Jianghu has any doubts about Ren Ci's death. They all think that he died of a natural illness. Ren Ci has been in bed for many years, and it is not uncommon for him to die of illness. It is simply natural. But...but he wants to kill mother……"

Fang Siming looked very calm, listening to him slowly.

"If he wants to kill his mother, his mother must have caught him with something. For example... For example, his mother knew that Ren Ci committed suicide! But his mother has always kept silent about this matter, and there has never been any Nangong Ling in Jianghu. Rumors of killing his father, why did he keep the secret for him like this?"

Fang Siming said: "If you were Nangong Ling, would you keep a bag by your side at any time?"

Xi Qingchen shook his head: "The mouth of the dead is the best at keeping secrets."

Fang Siming said: "Nangong Ling also thinks so. Besides, his mother, the former wife of the gang leader, is gentle and virtuous, and everyone in the beggar gang respects him very much. For him, it is extremely difficult to do it. It is impossible for him to do it himself. .”

Xi Qingchen received: "So he came to you?"

Fang Siming smiled leisurely: "Yes."

Xi Qingchen couldn't help worrying about him: "Then...then what do you do? If you kill his mother, you will offend the entire gang of beggars."

Fang Siming said: "Of course I won't offend the beggar gang because of this matter, just put on a show. Well, after talking so much, I also feel very bored. Let's go to the mourning hall to have a look. Today we still have a lot of fun. Someone is coming."

Xi Qingchen said: "Okay."

So Fang Siming took him with him, jumped off the roof together, and came to the mourning hall.

There was only a very sad sound of the zither playing of gold and iron horses coming from the mourning hall. The sound of the zither was so moving that it made people feel bleak and desolate.

Xi Qingchen looked over and saw a young monk in a moon-white robe sitting cross-legged on a stone bench under a towering old tree, playing the piano.

Under the sunlight of the old tree, one can see his eyes are like bright stars, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his face is as pretty as a young girl's, but his gentle expression and chic demeanor are unmatched by any woman in the world.

His whole body looked spotless, as if he was hanging down from the clouds above the nine heavens.

The sound of the monk's zither spread so far that it almost enveloped the entire mourning hall, and everyone stared blankly at the monk.

Both Chu Liuxiang and Nangong Ling came out from the inner hall. When Chu Liuxiang saw him, he shouted, "Wu Hua, you are here too!"

The white-clothed monk put away the instrument, and his movements were elegant and dusty, with the appearance of a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Xi Qingchen murmured: "Who is this?"

Fang Siming crossed his arms and said in a low voice: "Miaoseng Wuhua, playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, amazingly talented, and extremely smart. He was originally the most promising next head of Shaolin, but he is really too smart and proficient. There are many, the reputation is too great, when Shaolin Tianhu was appointed as the future master, he chose a Wuxiang who was inferior to him in everything."

Xi Qingchen said: "It turned out to be like this, then he must be very unwilling."

Fang Siming smiled and said: "This time you are right. The monk doesn't seem to seek fame and fortune, and he also seems to be unconcerned with the world, but the more people are like this, the more they pursue fame and fortune in their bones. You can see it, please What he cares about is petty fame and fortune, which is not worth mentioning; a character like him naturally wouldn't have any thoughts about that petty fame and fortune."

Xi Qingchen said: "Then... he... he wants?"

Fang Siming said softly, "I didn't say anything."

Xi Qingchen smiled, thinking that Siming is really too bad, and only now did he know that the other party was so careful.

Wuhua and Chu Liuxiang are also good friends, they chat for a while, Chu Liuxiang seems to invite him to drink, but Wuhua politely declines.But he started chatting with Nangong Ling again.

Xi Qingchen looked at it for a while, but he didn't know why these characters were reunited.

Fang Siming said: "The person I'm looking for today is also Wuhua."

Xi Qingchen said in surprise: