Feng Shui Master of Fast Travel

This child is born with a gentle and fine voice, and when he speaks, he has a taste of you and me, but he is still young, and his voice is still immature, which is very cute.

Even though Qiao Guanglan was impatient, he rarely dealt with such children, so he couldn't help but smile when he heard his words.

He said: "I picked you up at the foot of the mountain. You have suffered a lot of injuries and need to be cleaned. You are not a little girl, just took off your pants, don't be so nervous, I am a good person."

The little boy didn't move, didn't speak, and seemed to be still very scared. Qiao Guanglan took off his clothes, washed the blood and mud off his body, and focused on washing the sword wound that ran through his chest and back with water. .

It wasn't until this time that he realized that he hadn't looked carefully just now. The sword mark on the child's body should have been injured at least half a month ago. At this time, he was torn apart again and bleeding.The wound ran through the chest and back, not to mention, the oozing blood was still a bit black, obviously the wound was poisonous, but the child should have taken some detoxification drugs, so it was not fatal.

Qiao Guanglan moved as lightly as possible, squeezed out the black blood for him, then rinsed the wound with Lingquan water over and over again, and applied ointment.

The spring water really has a miraculous effect. The redness and blood around the wound are all washed away, and the pain is also relieved. The struggle in the fire and the pain after a serious injury all gradually recede with the gentle water flow.

While Qiao Guanglan was concentrating on examining the wound, the child quietly opened his eyes and looked at him silently.

The man in front of him is really an incomparably beautiful man. His eyebrows and facial features can be seen at a glance, his contours are graceful, and his face is beautiful. Even the famous Yan Ji Xue Niangzi, who was once known as the number one beauty, is hard to match. Man, in his actions, he is chic, sharp-edged, high-spirited, and indescribably glamorous, and it is absolutely impossible to see him as a woman.

The water color and the sunlight shimmered and shimmered on his face, as if a faint old dream someday revealed the fragrance left behind from a lifetime.

Just looking at it, he was so fascinated that he couldn't help himself, and an indescribable feeling appeared in his heart, and he quickly looked away.

How terrible... He smiled wryly to himself in his heart.

Qiao Guanglan didn't have the time to pay attention to the child's expression. At this moment, he was staring at the other's chest, and his face had changed.

After the blood was washed off, the white skin was exposed, the right side was a sword wound, and the left side near the chest had three dark lines.The dark marks are very faint. If you don't look carefully, you may only think it is three groups of birthmarks. If you study it carefully, it seems to be some faint pattern.

But Qiao Guanglan recognized it immediately, it was his name!This... is clearly the three words "Qiao Guanglan" that the previous Junhui carved on his chest with small seal script.

With a shake of his hand, the handkerchief he was holding just now fell into the pool water, causing a small splash.

The boy looked down, and Qiao Guanglan had already pressed his shoulder: "You...what's your name?"

His palms were wet and cold, and he didn't know whether they were wet or sweating. His heart was also very uncomfortable, and his five fingers tightened unconsciously.

The little boy glanced at Qiao Guanglan's hand on his bare shoulder, and after a while, he said, "My name is... Linlou."

I haven't uttered these two words for many years, and it's still a bit jerky to say them.

Qiao Guanglan realized his gaffe, retracted his hand, hung in the air for a moment, touched his head, forced a smile and said, "Ah, your name is Linlou, that's a good name. Who hurt you like this? What about your adults?"

Linlou said obediently: "I don't know, I forgot. There is no adult at home, and I live alone in the mountains."

Qiao Guanglan said, "Forgot?"

Linlou lowered his head, brushed his hair back, and showed Qiao Guanglan a wound on his head. Qiao Guanglan found that there was indeed a bruise on the back of his head.

He remained silent, his five fingers clenched into fists, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, anger and pain intertwined.

Linlou's heart moved, his action preceded his consciousness, he put his hand on the back of his hand, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Guanglan took a deep breath, pressed Linlou's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Since you have forgotten, you can stay here. Guanyun Pavilion will be your home from now on, and I will protect you."

Linlou stared at him, and after a while, nodded obediently.

Qiao Guanglan smiled, but when he saw his injury, he was in a bad mood. This smile was not very sincere, just a slight tug on the corner of his lips.

He helped Linlou wipe off the water on his body, wrapped him in the clean coat he took off just now, and said, "Let's go, go back and get the medicine."

Linlou lowered his head and said nothing, with a resigned look, but in the reflection on the water, he could clearly see a tricky smile on his lips.

After half a month like this, everyone in the Yuqiong faction knew that the always arrogant little uncle not only picked up a seriously injured child back, but also treated the child as his own, taking care of him personally every day, never pretending hands of others.Everyone who heard about this incident expressed shock, and some even wondered if the child was the illegitimate son of my uncle who had been separated for many years. Unfortunately, without Qiao Guanglan's permission, no one could step into Guanyun Pavilion half a step, and they would not see him. Real people can only be silently curious in their hearts.

Qiao Guanglan didn't know about those rumors, Lu Heng... no, he should be called Linlou now, his injury is really serious.Although there is a magical medicine from the Spirit Pool, the recovery is still very slow. The sword wound on the chest will ooze pus and blood every few hours. The ointment on it will be washed away, and the dressing needs to be changed frequently. This is probably the reason why the previous wound has not healed. .

Qiao Guanglan is usually picky and arrogant, but this time she worked so hard to take care of the injured, but she didn't even have a word of superfluous nonsense.For the convenience of changing the dressing, he simply asked Zhiji to change his bedroom into a double bed, and slept with Linlou every day, and got up twice in the middle of the night to change his dressing, so as to heal his wounds.

Linlou's personality in this life is particularly introverted, or he may be seriously injured, Qiao Guanglan hardly listens to him speak, just do whatever he asks, very obedient.

When he put out the fire himself, he injured his true essence, and his body was not badly injured. One day, he suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, and found that it was half an hour later than the scheduled dressing time.Qiao Guanglan got up from the bed in a hurry, flicked his fingers, and the lights in the dormitory were turned on. The forehead of Linlou next to him was covered in cold sweat, but he didn't make a sound.

Lu Heng in this life was young and suffered a lot. Qiao Guanglan couldn't say pity, but his attitude was unreasonable, and he said quickly: "I'm sorry, I slept so hard, why don't you call me?" Wake me up. Don't bear it next time, if the wound feels bad, you can hit me and I'll wake up, you know?"

Because of his haste, his eyes blurred, his lips were bloodless, and he didn't bother to put on his coat, so he helped Linlou up from the bed, the blood from the wound had already stained his clothes and sheets.

Linlou frowned and looked at the mess on the bed, a trace of annoyance flashed across his face very quickly, and he felt a deep disgust for himself who was like a waste at present.

Although the emotion was only covered up by him for a moment, Qiao Guanglan was keenly aware of it immediately, and said with a nonchalant smile: "I just stained the bed sheet a little bit, and I planned to change it to a new one tomorrow, but now it's just by the way." .”

He turned over the bed sheet and showed it to Linlou, there were indeed a few traces of dried blood on it.

Linlou, who had been silent all this time, saw the bloodstain, and his heart was empty. Before he could react, he couldn't help but blurted out: "Are you injured too?"

Ever since he knew that he was Lu Heng, no matter what Linlou looked like now, Qiao Guanglan had regarded him as Lu Heng. He was not surprised to hear that the other party cared about him, and said lightly, "Small injury, not as severe as yours."

Linlou opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything, and fell silent again.

Qiao Guanglan helped him clean the wound, apply medicine, change his clothes, and change the sheets. Because he has taken care of the elderly since he was a child, he did this series of actions very neatly. Soon, the two of them lay side by side on the bed again.

Qiao Guanglan flicked his fingertips, sweeping across with vigor, all the candles were extinguished, and the room returned to darkness. He reminded again: "Next time if you feel uncomfortable, you must wake me up."

Linlou looked at him and nodded.

The other party looked to be about twenty years old, and he was in the prime of life, and he had a cold temperament, but when he lay on the pillow and looked at him sideways, his brows were soft, and his tone contained worry, and he couldn't tell. soft and lovely.

I have lived here for quite a while, even though I lie on the bed every day and never go out, but listening to the occasional exchange between Qiao Guanglan and Zhiji, and looking at the furnishings here, I can feel that Qiao Guanglan must be a person of considerable status For extraordinary people.Such a wealthy young man actually takes care of him personally in everything, even disregarding his own injuries...

He is also the one who is icy and cold, and he is also the one who is swaying in the spring breeze. He is already completely resentful and disappointed with the world, but why is there still a heartbeat gradually coming up.

Why is he so nice to me?Is it a disguise, or is it true... But if it is true, why did he...

There is a lot of fog, not only the real events but also my own heart.Linlou had an unexplainable feeling in his heart that he was here for another purpose, not really to nourish this wound, but every time he looked at that face, his heart seemed to miss a few beats, and he went down hard. My heart has completely changed and turned soft.

He was full of doubts in his heart, mixed with some unspeakable joy, but soon, this mood was repressed by the resentment and anger that had been buried deep in his heart since the accident.

He closed his eyes and stopped talking to Qiao Guanglan. Qiao Guanglan was already tired and had no defense against him, so he fell into a deep sleep within a moment after closing his eyes.

In the darkness, Linlou silently raised his hand, and moved it little by little towards the person beside him, slightly bent his fingers, and clasped them around the throat of the person beside him.

He could feel the light and steady breath brushing against his hands, warm and itchy, his hands clenched into fists in mid-air, and finally tucked Qiao Guanglan's quilt in a mysterious way, and then retracted it.

It's as if the hands can't do anything to hurt the other.

He felt that he was inexplicable recently, as if he had been hit on the head, and he did some stupid things. He wanted to turn over, but his chest hurt so badly that he couldn't move at all, so he pulled the quilt angrily, covered his head and fell asleep.

snort!

While taking care of Linlou, the task cannot be lost, but this task is really clueless.

Lingjian Palace is a very mysterious place. It is rumored that it is a separate palace of the Lord Mingzhao Mozun, who often lives in it.But although Qiao Guanglan's Yuqiong Sect is adjacent to Ling Jianshan, but after so many years of neighbors, except for occasionally seeing a few ordinary demons coming in and out, none of them has ever seen the true face of the Demon Lord.

Even with the identity of the original owner, the understanding of this Demon Lord Mingzhao is limited to the rumored "low-key and treacherous personality, unfathomable strength, unknown relatives and friends, and unknown appearance". It can be known from the development that this person's ability and skill must not be underestimated. He would be burned to death so easily by a fire. No matter what he said, people couldn't believe it.

But if he is not dead, no matter how low-key he is, his house will be burnt down, so he has to come out and say something cruel!

The strange fire in Lingjian Palace is the key to Qiao Guanglan's mission. Unfortunately, Linlou, the only one who may know about it, seems to have lost his memory. He was not idle while taking care of Linlou. It's not that no one escaped from Ling Jian Palace.

It is said that on the first day after the fire started, two people escaped from Lingjian Palace.One of these two people was named Ma Minyi, the leader of the demon king's guards, and he was quite famous, and the original owner of his name had heard of him more than once.The other one is called Xing Chao, who is not well-known. He seems to be an ordinary person, but he doesn't know how he got in and how he got out. After all, there is too little information about Ling Jiangong.

Qiao Guanglan was thoughtful, folded the letter paper with the news a few times and put it in his sleeve, and said to Yu Hao who came to deliver the letter to him, "Thank you for your hard work."

Although Yu Hao called him uncle, the age difference between the two of them is not very big, and they usually have a good personal relationship. Hearing what Qiao Guanglan said, he smiled and said, "Young uncle, why are you being so polite recently? But I think your complexion is getting better and better. It’s too bad, you should take good care of your injuries these days, or else Master will come back and blame us for not taking good care of you.”

Qiao Guanglan yawned: "Why do you want you to take care of me? You are not my father. I really have an ancestor to take care of. In a few days, his injury should be almost healed. Then I will be relieved." .”

Yu Hao said: "Little uncle's love for his son is touching."

Qiao Guanglan: "...what?"

Yu Hao: "..."

Missed out.

Qiao Guanglan: "...Wait, don't slip away, did you not know how to use idioms just now, and accidentally exposed your uneducated side, or is there something you are hiding from me?"

Yu Hao was caught by his back collar quickly, and turned around with a dry smile: "I'm talking nonsense, don't be so serious."

Qiao Guanglan had a half-smile, and exerted force on his hand: "Huh?"

Yu Hao coughed dryly, and had no choice but to say: "You used to think that children were crying too loudly, and you didn't like them the least, but this time you are so dedicated, so we all thought...he might be the little uncle who used to be outside. The blood left by a confidante..."

Qiao Guanglan let go of his hand: "No one else knows how the child came about, but don't you know?"

Yu Hao: "That's right... In fact, this child is also my responsibility. After bringing it back, you will have to work hard..."

When he said this, the two of them were strangely silent at the same time, always feeling that there was something wrong with these two sentences.

Yu Hao changed the subject: "You like him so much, do you plan to adopt him?"

Adopt Lu Heng?Just as Qiao Guanglan wanted to deny it, he touched his chin, and suddenly felt that this was a very good idea.

Just imagine Lu Heng obediently following behind him, with a look of admiration and admiration on his face, yelling "Dad" one after another, this feeling is so refreshing.

A strange smile appeared on Qiao Guanglan's face: "Good nephew, you really came up with a good idea!"

Yu Hao moved back vigilantly, keeping a distance from him.

Thinking of the good son living in Guanyun Pavilion, Qiao Guanglan felt that his longing mood suddenly increased a lot. With the desire to let Lu Heng call him father, he quickly blasted away the useless Yu Hao, returned to the place where he lived.

Immortal cultivators have sharp ears and eyesight. Before Qiao Guanglan entered the Guanyun Pavilion, he heard a commotion. Usually there were only two other people besides him, but today it seemed to be very lively.

The people who came were several elders from the Yuqiong Sect.These elders were mainly responsible for supervising the affairs of the sect. They were old and had high seniority.However, since Taiyu Zhenren took over as the head teacher, he trusted his younger brother even more, emptied some of the original positions, and handed over a lot of power that should belong to the elders.

Therefore, the relationship between the elders and him has long been at odds, and it is naturally not a good thing to come to this Guanyun Pavilion.

They came for the building.

Linlou was leaning on Qiao Guanglan's bed alone, covered with a thick quilt, with clear water, melons and fruits on the bedside, and a book on his lap to relieve boredom.

He has lived here for a long time, and has never seen outsiders. Suddenly, he saw a group of old men and old ladies walking in the door with stern faces. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he calmly closed the book and put it aside, leaning against the back On the soft quilt, he clasped his hands and looked at these people calmly.

The first one was Elder Chi Xiao. According to seniority, he should be Qiao Guanglan's uncle. He came in aggressively. He imagined that he should be a little boy who was at a loss when he saw it. But when he came in, he saw him leaning on the head of the bed. Linlou, he was at a loss for words.

This is indeed a little boy, but he is wearing an ordinary white dress, his hair is not tied, and he is simply sitting there, and his body seems to have a kind of dignity that does not match his actual age.This majesty is a kind of condescension and arrogance that is in the palm of your hand, a self-confidence that will not wear off even if you are in a disadvantage, as if you have been in a position for a long time, and it should definitely not belong to an ordinary child.

Elder Chi Xiao paused for a while and didn't speak. He was pushed by the people behind him before he realized that he was even more wary of the child, and said, "Are you the one Guanglan brought back from Lingjian Mountain a while ago?"

Without Qiao Guanglan in front of him, Linlou was no longer taciturn or pitiful. Hearing the other party's impoliteness, he nodded contemptuously, as if he disdained the conversation, and said briefly, "Exactly."

It's just natural to be beaten.

An old lady behind Elder Chi Xiao snorted, and said disdainfully: "When I see the elder coming, I don't know how to salute. There are no rules and no rules."

Linlou was as stable as Mount Tai, and he didn't even move, he just smiled at her, this smile was clearly warm and moving, but the elder Yuzhen who was speaking suddenly felt an inexplicable coercion approaching his face, and his voice froze in his throat.

Linlou then said slowly: "You are the elders of the Yuqiong Sect, but I am not a member of the sect. There is no such thing as an elder or not. Don't rely on the old to sell the old, just say what you have."

Elder Chi Xiao's old-fashioned beard was raised, and he slammed the table next to him, and an apple bone rolled on the table and fell to the ground.

Linlou didn't look at the angry old man, but instead glanced at the apple, with contempt in his eyes.

Elder Chi Xiao became even angrier, pointed at him and said, "The boy is rude! What a big tone! Well, let me ask you, how did you, a boy in his early ten years, get to Lingjian Mountain? Will you escape from the fire? Are you a member of the demon clan? Say!"

Linlou raised his hand and rubbed his ears, and said calmly, "It's so noisy." Before the other party got angry, he then said, "I don't even remember what you asked."

Elder Yu Zhen said: "Don't remember?"

Linlou said: "Yes, amnesia. There are so many people in the martial arts world who lose their memory every day. Isn't this kind of thing new?"

Elder Chi Xiao said coldly: "Boy, don't talk nonsense. If you cooperate with us today, you can save yourself a lot of suffering—it's okay if you don't say anything else. Now I will ask you a word."

His gaze was like a falcon, fixed on Linlou's face: "You are from the demon clan, Qiao Guanglan will save you, is it because he has colluded with the demon clan?"

Linlou raised his eyebrows, and instead of answering Elder Chi Xiao's words, he silently recited the three words "Qiao Guanglan" a few times in his heart—for a while now, he only heard Zhiji call that person "Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master" every day. , I didn't know until today that his name was this.

sounds so good.

For some reason, when I was reciting silently, I still had a sweet and lingering feeling in my heart, and my left chest felt a little hot.

But the deep meaning in Elder Chi Xiao's words just now made Linlou very unhappy. These old people were obviously implying that he said that Qiao Guanglan was in collusion with the demons, probably because he thought it would be good for such a child to be seriously injured again He was right, so he regarded his appearance as an excellent opportunity to frame Qiao Guanglan.

His grievances with Qiao Guanglan were discussed elsewhere, but now this person wants to harm him in front of him, which is really courting death.

Linlou said directly: "Why do you still say such shameless things after living a long life? Don't you blush?"

Elder Chi Xiao: "..."