The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

After giving the order, Mr. Rongchang said to Xu Xingzhi coldly with his arms folded: "Just wait. Mr. Qingjing is addicted to alcohol, and now I am afraid that he is drinking with some Taoist layman. Just kneel here and wait for Mr. Qingjing Come here, do business again..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Xingzhi smelled the smell of wine and floated past the window. With the sound of shaking his sleeves, a Xiu Jun in azure casual clothes walked quickly from outside.

The first time Qing Jingjun entered the Discipline Hall, he fell on Xu Xingzhi who was kneeling in the center of the hall. Seeing that his clothes were in good condition and there was no sign of being beaten or punished, his pace slowed down.

Although Mr. Qingjing has been the owner of Fengling Mountain for many years, his age has long been unknown, but he still looks like a young man. Clarity.

However, this face had a pair of drooping eyes, and the ends of the eyes fell lazily, which immediately pulled his cold demeanor from Yaotai, and made him a bit more human.

Mr. Rongchang got up to greet him at a loss: "I didn't expect Mr. Qingjing to come so fast, please take a seat. Dare I ask where Mr. Guangfu is?"

When Mr. Qing Jing passed by Xu Xingzhi's side, he deliberately glanced at his knees, was a little too late, and then answered in a daze: "...What did you just say?"

Rongchang Jun: "..."

Xu Xingzhi couldn't hold back a muffled laugh, which made Mr. Rongchang furious, and threw an ivory pen holder on the desk towards Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi didn't intend to hide, but the pen holder failed to land on his head.

No one could see exactly when Qing Jing Jun grabbed the pen container in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, Qing Jing Jun was already wiping the pen container with his cuff: "Be careful, it would be a pity to break it."

No matter how angry Lord Rongchang was, he couldn't take it out on the amiable Mr. Qingjing, so he suppressed his anger and asked, "When will Mr. Guangfu arrive?"

Mr. Qing Jing: "Don't worry, my junior brother's legs are slower than mine."

Xu Xingzhi leaned his body in the direction of Mr. Qing Jing, and reminded in a low voice: "...Master, the shoes are worn backwards."

Only then did Mr. Qing Jing realize that something was wrong, looked down, and immediately apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry."

Rongchang Jun: "..."

While speaking, Mr. Guangfu finally arrived.

Guangfu Jun is also young, but his face is much more solemn and clear than that of Qing Jingjun, and his facial features are compact, which naturally brings out a harsh and harsh taste.

As soon as Lord Guangfu came, he cupped his hands and apologized: "Mr. Rongchang, please forgive me for being a little late."

After all, he turned his eyes and saw Cheng Ding who had been shaved into a bald chicken. He was furious and kicked Xu Xing on the back: "Rebel! What a nasty thing you did!"

Xu Xing's plate was stable, and he didn't even sway when he was kicked.

Lord Qingjing grabbed Guangfu Lord and smoothed things over slowly: "Junior brother, don't worry, just sit down and talk."

When the two came to the stage, they each got a futon, so they could sit on their knees.

After Mr. Guangfu sat down, he first explained to Mr. Rongchang: "Brother is playing chess with Mr. Fuyao. Hearing that Xu Xingzhi made such absurd things, he felt that something was wrong. He rushed to deal with it immediately, and he dare not neglect... "

Mr. Qing Jing at the side silently put a black coin that had been clutched in the palm of his hand just now on the table, and then took out a futon from under his knee, and threw it down, just in front of Xu Xingzhi.

Lord Guangfu Fu forehead: "..."

Rongchang Jun was shocked: "Mr. Qing Jing, what do you mean?"

Mr. Qing Jing explained slowly: "My apprentice is a little bit afraid of the cold. The ground is quite cold, and it is always bad to hurt your body while kneeling. Are you saying that is the case?"

After finishing speaking, he smiled at Rongchang Jun.

Rongchang Jun: "..."

Zhou Beinan, who was listening, glanced at Xu Xingzhi enviously, but didn't speak.

Xu Xingzhi got a futon, knelt on it, and listened to Mr. Rongchang recounting the ins and outs of the matter in outrage.

In the end, he said dissatisfiedly: "The shame of shaving your hair is really intolerable! Once this incident happens, it will definitely spread to the four sects and even the entire Taoist sect. How will I be a disciple of Ying Tianchuan in the future?"

Lord Guangfu glared at Xu Xingzhi, then turned to Lord Rongchang: "How do you want to deal with it?"

Mr. Rongchang was polite: "I invite the two of you here just to discuss a suitable way to deal with it."

Having said that, Mr. Rongchang kept his eyes on Mr. Guangfu.

Mr. Guangfu simply said: "Xu Xingzhi apologized in public, and withdrew from this competition. What do you think?"

Before Mr. Rongchang could agree, Mr. Qingjing, who had been quietly twisting his sleeves by the side since just now, interrupted: "...it's not very good."

Rongchang-jun: "...What do you think Qingjing-jun?"

"I think the responsibility for this matter should be split in half, and it cannot be blamed on one person." Qing Jingjun's tone was soft and slow as usual, "Xingzhi also vented his anger for his fellow disciples, and he was a little impulsive. , so that he will not be allowed to withdraw from the Tianbang competition. Besides, Cheng Ding can still participate in the Tianbang competition for breaking the rules, but he can't participate if he does it, how wronged he is."

Lord Guangfu couldn't bear it anymore: "Brother, Xu Xingzhi is no longer a 12-year-old kid! If you hadn't been pampering him, he wouldn't have done such evil things to humiliate fellow Taoists!"

Lord Qing Jing said innocently: "How can I indulge him?"

Mr. Guangfu: "...When something like this happens, you won't even give me a word of reprimand after entering the door. Isn't that called connivance?"

It was reasonable for Mr. Qingjing to think about it, so he turned to Xu Xingzhi and said in a gentle tone: "OK, you should think more before doing things in the future. Your parents can't hurt your body, hair and skin. If you are really angry, you can quietly Just beat him up, why make such a fuss."

Rongchang Jun: "..."

Mr. Guangfu: "..."

Zhou Beinan: "..."

Cheng Ding's face turned green: "..."

Xu Xingzhi coughed: "...Yes."

"What is it?!" Lord Guangfu jumped up, "Brother, if you continue to be so generous, one day he will definitely cause big trouble!"

Mr. Qing Jing clicked his tongue, pinched the bridge of his nose, and muttered in a low voice: "...I just don't want to punish Xing Zhi for not being able to do it, you guys are so annoying."

Mr. Rongchang couldn't believe it: "...Mr. Qingjing, what did you say?"

Mr. Guangfu choked, so he could only suspend the lecture, and instead smoothed things over: "Mr. Rongchang, brother, he drank alcohol before coming here, and he was insane. That's not what he meant. Please don't misunderstand."

Qing Jingjun sighed, and his tone was a bit aggrieved: "Forget it, if you want to punish the younger brother, you can punish him, I don't care."

Lord Guangfu accidentally dropped a pot from the sky, and argued: "Why should I punish this?"

Mr. Qing Jing immediately hit the snake with the stick and said: "Junior Brother, I knew you were reluctant."

Mr. Guangfu: "..."

Seeing that the mediation failed, Zhou Beinan smoothed things over from the sidelines: "Uncle, Uncle, this junior has a way to properly handle this matter, may I mention it?"

Rongchang Jun suppressed his anger: "...you say so."

Zhou Beinan said: "Xu Xingzhi shaves his hair, it's understandable, but after all, it hurts my Ying Tianchuan's face. It's better to punish him to shave his hair like Xue Chengding, and the matter will be evened from now on, and both parties can participate in the Tianbang competition .What do you think?"

Xu Xingzhi raised his head and stared at Zhou Beinan.

... Fatty Zhou, are you hurting me?

Zhou Beinan understood Xu Xingzhi's eyes and smiled brightly.

……how could be.

Lord Guangfu and Lord Rongchang looked at each other, and they were quite satisfied with the compromise: "OK."

Mr. Qing Jing: "No."

Mr. Guangfu seemed eager to sew the mouth of Mr. Qingjing who was still singing the anti-tune: "Senior brother! There is a lot of drunk talk, so stop talking! Just follow this method."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Lord Rongchang and asked, "Please let me do it myself to show Fenglingshan's apology."

Having said that, Mr. Qingjing had no choice but to accept it reluctantly. When Guangfu Junlin stepped down, he still grabbed the hem of Guangfu Jun's clothes and whispered: "Don't cut it too ugly."

Mr. Guangfu: "..." Brother, you can shut up.

Not long after, all the disciples of Fengling Mountain heard the news and rushed to the Temple of Discipline to wait for the result of the punishment.

After a while, the door of the Temple of Precepts opened.

Zhou Beinan took Cheng Ding and left through the back door, while the three monarchs left through the front door.

Lord Guangfu was responsible for sending Lord Rongchang, who was still angry, back to his residence, while Lord Qingjing stayed at the door, waiting for Xu Xingzhi to leave the palace.

After walking away, Lord Rongchang complained to Lord Guangfu: "How could Lord Chihong choose Lord Qingjing to be the master of Fengling Mountain?"

Hearing Mr. Rongchang talking about Master and Senior Brother behind his back, his tone was quite dissatisfied, Mr. Guangfu frowned slightly, and spoke for Mr. Qingjing in a neither humble nor overbearing manner: "Senior Brother is the best of our generation, with outstanding swordsmanship. It is not a problem for him to be the Lord of Fengling Mountain. As for the common affairs of Fengling Mountain, I will take care of them myself, Lord Rongchang does not need to worry about Fengling Mountain."

Rongchang Jun was bored, so he had no choice but to keep silent.

When the two of them walked away, Xu Xingzhi walked out of the hall with short hair on his head, without any avoidance.

His facial features are already handsome, looking around the four doors, if you want to find the most handsome man, ten out of ten people will point to Xu Xingzhi. At this time, when he cut his long hair, not only is he not weird, but his face It looks more refreshing and handsome.

Several female disciples stared at him in a daze, only Yuan Ruzhou laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up after he came back to his senses.

Xu Xingzhi laughed loudly, touched the stubble's short hair: "Cool!"

Lord Qingjing looked at Xu Xingzhi who was in high spirits, and smiled unconsciously: "Xingzhi, go drink?"

Xu Xingzhi: "Go. Master invites me, so naturally I have to go."

Mr. Qing Jing said, "Okay."

So the two masters and apprentices waved away the crowd and left hand in hand.

On the way, Mr. Qing Jing took the initiative to mention something: "Okay, have you done anything lately without telling Master?"

Xu Xingzhi pretended to be stupid: "How can it be? Master is like my reborn parents, how could I hide it from Master."

Qing Jingjun smiled: "You bet all your spirit stones on Jiuzhideng, betting that he can be ranked fourth in the sky list. The odds are one to three. Is that right?"

Seeing Xiao Jiujiu being dismantled by Master, Xu Xingzhi patted the back of his head before admitting: "... Hey, isn't this just for fun?... You didn't tell Mr. Guangfu, did you?"

Mr. Qing Jing: "This is a matter between our master and apprentice, so don't tell him."

Xu Xingzhi was happy: "Master is so kind."

Jiuzhideng, who was following along all the way, hiding in the dark and wanted to have a word with Xu Xingzhi, stopped when he heard this, his face was full of surprise.

Immediately, he raised his hand to cover his heart, his cheeks were flushed, and the corners of his lips trembled slightly with excitement.

He looked at Xu Xingzhi's back from the dark, feeling joyful in his heart, and followed him step by step with scorching eyes.

Gradually, that gaze condensed into a strong desire and burning desire to possess.

After laughing, Mr. Qingjing twisted his sleeves habitually and asked, "Do you value the nine lamps?"

Xu Xingzhi explained: "Xiaodeng does have a talent for swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship has advanced by leaps and bounds in recent years. I bet that he won, and it's not because of a random target."

Qing Jingjun sighed slightly, and spoke slowly and gently as always: "It's okay, you are good at everything, the only shortcoming is that you are too attentive to others: I gave you the gift of genius, you take it to Meng Chongguang to practice; I let you You can bet on Nine Branches to win the spirit stone used to strengthen the 'Xianbi'. Especially Meng Chongguang, what's the use of you giving those things to him? I told you earlier, he is..."

When Meng Chongguang was mentioned, the corners of Xu Xingzhi's mouth raised unconsciously: "Master, I know that. But Chongguang is really a good boy, and I am very happy to be with him. With me by his side, he will not make presumptuous actions." Yes."

Mr. Qing Jing carefully observed his expression: "What do you have with him...?"

Xu Xingzhi couldn't understand: "What?"

Lord Qing Jing said: "When you mentioned him, your expression was very different from when you mentioned Nine Branch Lamps."

"Is there?" Xu Xingzhi was unaware of this, but excitedly talked about his discovery, "...By the way, Master, our Fengling Mountain does not prohibit double cultivation, right?"

Mr. Qing Jing nodded.

Xu Xingzhi: "...I recently discovered that Chongguang and Xiaodeng seem to have a good relationship. They have been fighting since they were young, but today Xiaodeng was made things difficult by Cheng Ding, but Chongguang came forward to defend them. Aren't they a happy couple?"

When Xu Xingzhi mentioned the pair of juniors, he couldn't stop talking.Mr. Qing Jing patiently listened to him for a long time before slowly saying: "It's okay, let things take their course. But I have a word, you have to remember: no matter when, you should have a place in your heart. "

Xu Xingzhi said frankly: "I don't care about the younger generation. But what the master said is reasonable, the disciple will remember it."

Mr. Qing Jing laughed, and stopped mentioning this matter again: "I still have some spirit stones. If I get drunk first today, the spirit stones will belong to you, and it will save you from running out of spirit stones after you lose."

Xu Xingzhi laughed loudly: "Master, this is what you said, let's make a deal."

In the evening, Xu Xingzhi returned.

The disciples of Fengling Mountain rested collectively in the East Hall. Seeing that Xu Xingzhi's expression was not looking good after he came back, they gathered around one after another: "Brother, are you alright?"

Xu Xingzhi waved his hands, with a look of despair on his face: "It's okay. Master was drunk, and I came back after I settled him down. It was just that I met Mr. Guangfu, and he wanted to punish me for copying books. Good scriptures were sent outside his hall."

Yuan Ruzhou smiled and said, "Master Uncle also wants you to cultivate yourself more, so that you don't go to shave people's hair like today."

Xu Xingzhi said in pain: "He wants to kill me."

Yuan Ruzhou was concerned: "What did the uncle ask the brother to copy? Everyone can copy a paragraph, isn't that all right?"

Xu Xingzhi: "..."Tianzun Yuanshi said the Northern Emperor's Magical Sutra of Subduing Demons and Gods". But there is no need, Master Shishu is very shrewd, if he fails to hide the truth, he will punish me twice, and then it will drag you all .”

Speaking of this, he looked around and found that Jiuzhideng and Meng Chongguang were not in the room, so he said, "I'll go out for a walk to sober up. Leave me alone, just go to rest earlier."

After Xu Xingzhi left, the disciples started whispering, as if they were planning something.

Xu Xingzhi found the nine-branch lamp that was copying scriptures on the cool steps outside the hall.

He wrapped his clothes, sat down beside the nine lamps, hooked his shoulders and looked: "What are you writing?"

Jiuzhideng's body froze, and the arm that was pressed against Xu Xingzhi's chest instantly became hot, and he couldn't even breathe steadily.

He put down his pen and nodded, and said: "...Brother, it was my fault that I acted rashly today and caused trouble for the master."

"Why can't you do it?" Xu Xingzhi asked curiously.

Jiuzhideng said calmly: "Because my identity does not allow me to do this, it is a mistake to do so."

As he said, he took off his clothes and put them on Xu Xingzhi's shoulders: "Brother, it's cold outside, wear more."

Xu Xingzhi accepted it calmly, and asked: "Xiaodeng, before making a move, did you ask yourself in your heart, 'Is it right for me to fight back when the other party provokes? Humiliated, is that right?' But so?"

Nine Branches nodded.

Xu Xingzhi touched his head: "Next time you have to tell yourself, that's right."

Nine Branch Lamp: "..."

"To humiliate yourself is to humiliate your family." Xu Xingzhi said, "You are my younger brother, Xu Xingzhi, a disciple of Fengling Mountain. If you are humiliated, the whole Fengling Mountain will also be humiliated. So don't let yourself be wronged easily, hear No?"

Jiuzhideng looked at Xu Xingzhi attentively, almost wanting to engrave the person in front of him in his own eyes: "Jizhideng respectfully obeys the instruction of senior brother."

Xu Xingzhi smiled gratifiedly, and asked again: "Did you see Chongguang?"

Hearing Meng Chongguang's name, Jiuzhideng's face sank. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a timid voice from behind the pillar not far away: "Brother, I'm here."

Xu Xingzhi waved: "Come here. I asked Master for a bottle of elixir, and I will take you back to your room later, and give your injury another medicine."

Meng Chongguang happily ran over with his warm robe in his arms, tore off Jiuzhideng's clothes, threw them on the ground very naturally, wrapped his clothes around Xu Xingzhi's shoulders, and opened his arms Arm, leaned on it with incomparable attachment: "Brother is so kind to Chongguang."

Xu Xingzhi could see all Meng Chongguang's movements in his eyes, and he knew it well, and teased him: "I don't want to put on Jiuzhideng's clothes for me."

Meng Chongguang: "...???"

Nine Branch Lamp: "...???"

Xu Xingzhi took off Meng Chongguang's painstakingly warmed clothes, draped them on Jiuzhideng's shoulders, and stroked Meng Chongguang's hair: "You both know that you are staying on this balcony, there should be some Let’s talk. Then I’ll go back to the palace first.”

Meng Chongguang watched Xu Xingzhi go away in a daze.

And Jiuzhideng threw Meng Chongguang's clothes out in disgust the moment Xu Xingzhi's figure disappeared from sight.

Meng Chongguang put away the gentle and watery little white flower, and gritted his teeth angrily: "What did you say to the senior brother?! How could the senior brother have such a misunderstanding?!"

Jiuzhideng ignored him, put away his pens and robes, and left without saying a word, leaving Meng Chongguang circling anxiously on the spot alone.

As he walked, he pulled up one sleeve of his outer robe, took a deep breath cautiously, and took in all the light agarwood scent that Xu Xingzhi left on it.

But after walking a few steps away, he suddenly stopped, held his lower abdomen impatiently, and murmured: "... um. Mmm——"

He lowered his head, watching his body change every minute, with a rare look of panic on his face.

He blushed, hugged the pen tightly, and ran away quickly, as if trying to shake some unclean desire away from his body.

On the second day, the news that Xu Xingzhi shaved Ying Tianchuan's rookie hair and was punished for shaving it spread throughout Ying Tianchuan.

Coincidentally, according to the schedule of the Tianbang, today happened to be Xu Xingzhi's top match.

Wen Xuechen arrived early as usual, but found that Qu Chi and Zhou Beinan were already there.

Wen Xuechen walked over in the wheelchair: "Why did you come so early?"

Zhou Beinan folded his arms and said with a smile, "I came here earlier to see Xu Xingzhi make a fool of himself."

Wen Xuechen turned to look at Qu Chi: "Qu Chi, are you also doing this for this?"

Qu Chi, who has always been steady, pursed his lips, a little embarrassed: "I... want to see what he looks like with short hair."

Zhou Beinan asked Wen Xuechen, "Aren't you?"

Wen Xuechen said indifferently: "Of course I am not."

Zhou Xian heard the words and whispered to Zhou Beinan quietly: "Brother, don't trust him. He asked me three times from last night to this morning, whether Senior Brother Xu will play in the morning or in the afternoon, he came early."

Wen Xuechen couldn't help frowning when she saw the two of them watching closely, "...what are you talking about?"

Brother and sister Zhou Xian and Zhou Beinan waved their hands in denial: "It's nothing, it's just housework, it's just housework."

Wen Xuechen reached out to Zhou Xian: "Stand by my side."

Zhou Xian's face turned slightly red, and just as he wanted to go over, he was pulled back by Zhou Beinan.

Zhou Beinan said: "My sister is not from Qinglianggu, so why should she stand beside you?"

Wen Xuechen said firmly: "Sooner or later it will be."

At this moment, there was commotion outside the arena, and it was the disciples from Fengling Mountain who entered the arena.

Zhou Beinan couldn't wait to look at it, but what he saw nearly dropped his jaw.

After a while, he choked out a word: "...fuck."

Everyone in the upper ranks was amazed, and Mr. Guangfu almost turned the table on the table: "This gang of unscrupulous disciples! Why are they all so disrespectful!"

——Except for the female disciples and one male disciple who participated in the Tianbang competition in Fengling Mountain, all of them shaved the same short hair as Xu Xingzhi!

The author has something to say: Qingliang Valley: Ancestral Tsundere.

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