The merman villain is a bit teasing [Rebirth]

Du Yanshu opened his eyes, the sky was bright, a dim blue light was reflected in the curtain, his mind was in chaos, and there was still a faint fishy sweetness in his throat.

His body was a little cold, but his hand was tightly held by a warm object. He just wanted to open his mouth to speak, but before he could make a sound, he was swallowed by a fishy blood clot. He coughed slightly, causing his heart to ache.

"Uncle, don't be in a hurry to talk." The tightly clenched hands were released, and they moved to the chest to stroke up and down to smooth him out.

When Du Yanshu heard his voice, a big stone in his heart finally fell, and he slightly raised his eyes to look at the other party, his four eyes met, his azure eyes were so gentle that they seemed to drip water.

Du Yinzhi raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said softly, "I'm fine, don't worry, uncle."

Du Yanshu nodded lightly, closed his eyes and remained silent. He understood that last night's sharp pain like tearing his soul and soul was caused by the interference of the phantom fog in the floating coffin, his mind was disturbed, and the fluctuations were connected to each other through the The soul contract was passed on to him.

What is puzzling is that the soul contract is generally a one-sided induction, only the slave bears the pain of the master, and it is said that the master and the slave share the pain, but why can he feel the pain of the lead?

Could it be that something went wrong when sealing the seal?Or is it that the soul of the Yinzhi is too powerful, causing the master of the seal to suffer a backlash?

After resting for a while, Du Yanshu finally recovered a little bit of breath, opened his eyes again, and Yinzhi grasped his shoulder with a knowing understanding, and half-supported him up and leaned on him.

It stands to reason that Yinzhi should have endured more pain than him, but the other party is like a normal person, and can serve him well. Du Yanshu once again realized the gap between himself and the other party.

"I was careless. I was confused by the phantom fog and made my uncle suffer." His voice was low and hoarse.

After a pause, he said dejectedly: "Uncle didn't say back then that you would suffer backlash after forming a soul bond. If I had known earlier, I would have—"

"Regret?" Du Yan cut off his words, with a half-smile, his voice was still low and hoarse because of residual blood clotted in his throat, light and forced.

"A little bit." Du Yinzhi said frankly.

"That can't be helped." Du Yanshu wrote lightly. There is no record of backlash in the classics, but it is a foregone conclusion, so there is nothing to say. Retribution is not too much.

Seeing that the uncle's voice was hoarse, Du Yinzhi found a pillow to cushion his waist, and made a cup of tea by himself at the table, warmed it with spiritual power, raised it to the uncle's lips, and carefully fed him to drink.

As the warm tea passed down his throat, Du Yan felt much more refreshed.Putting down the teacup, Du Yinzhi held his uncle in his arms again.

Du Yanshu pondered for a moment: "Yinzhi, you still need to hone your mind more in the future." During this time, Yinzhi ran away with spiritual power several times in front of him, and became confused when he was disturbed by the magic sound and phantom fog. It can be seen that although his spiritual power Gao Qiang is extremely talented, but lacks the training in xinxing cultivation.

Du Yinzhi naturally obediently agreed, but his azure eyes were dim, and he knew his soul best. The overwhelming restlessness cannot be solved by tempering his mind, it's not that simple...something hidden in his body The unknown energy inside is restless...

But when it comes to my uncle, he will naturally find a way to suppress it...

Du Yan was careless to the bone, and was hugged very comfortably. At this moment, he didn't bother to pay attention to the rules of seniority, so he squinted in Yinzhi's arms for a while in a trance.

Du Yinzhi hugged him motionlessly, and slowly instilled spiritual power from his fingertips to comfort his uncle's spiritual breath. Seeing that the other person was breathing evenly, he was sure that he was asleep, so he turned his head slightly, and his lips brushed his porcelain-white face. Superficially, inadvertently.

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After resting for a day, with the support of Yinzhi's spiritual power, Du Yanshu was back to normal. He went to take a look at Tang Wenzhi. She was still in a coma, but her mind and soul were intact and her spirit breath was smooth. There should be no serious problems. Only Tang Wenqing His attitude has changed a bit, his politeness is still polite, and his respect has not diminished in the slightest, but he seems cautious, and he no longer laughs at Yanyan as before.

This was true for Du Yanshu, and even more so for Du Yinzhi. He looked at Du Yinzhi with an imperceptible fear.

Du Yanshu saw a clue, and had a vague impression of Tang Wenqing pouring spiritual power into him to relieve the pain that night, and more or less guessed that the other party had noticed the soul contract, thought for a moment, and said, "Yizhi, you go out first , I have some things I want to talk to Mr. Tang alone."

Du Yinzhi was stunned, and said yes respectfully and obediently, Tianqing's eyes seemed to shoot out sharp arrows, Tang Wenqing shivered suddenly, avoiding his eyes and daring not to look at each other.

Tang Wenqing breathed a sigh of relief when Du Yinzhi's figure disappeared outside the cabin, and was surprised to find that dense cold sweat had already soaked out of his forehead.

Du Yanshu looked at him in a trance and absent-mindedly, and was a little puzzled, but he was not interested in asking further questions. He just raised his eyes and said, "Mr. Tang, thank you for your help that day."

Tang Wenqing came back to his senses and managed to calm down his emotions: "Sharing... the pain for Senior Du is what juniors should do."

This young Mr. Tang is really not good at disguising, his slightly disturbed appearance was completely exposed on his face, Du Yanshu slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said calmly: "I scared you that night." Although he asked The sentence is a statement tone.

Tang Wenqing was taken aback for a moment, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Senior Du did that, of course there is a reason for doing that, and this junior will not talk nonsense without knowing right from wrong, senior, please rest assured." He himself was relaxed when he made this decision. Take a breath.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Tang was such a transparent person, Du Yanshu was a little surprised: "Thank you, Young Master Tang." He nodded slightly, although his tone was light, his light eyes were full of gratitude.

"Senior Du doesn't need to be so polite." Tang Wenqing smiled, the restraint of the past two days melted away in this smile.

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The Tang family's boat sailed for another two days, and finally arrived at Miyan Island in the mist.

Rescued by Du Yinzhi during the Floating Coffin Festival, Tang Wenzhi became more and more clingy, completely disregarding her status as the eldest lady of the Tang family, and followed Du Yinzhi all day chattering, but Tang Wenqing stopped talking about getting married For one thing, seeing his younger sister lost her dignity, she occasionally reprimanded her, and rarely talked to Du Yinzhi.

Du Yanshu watched coldly, although he felt a little strange, he didn't take it to heart.

Everyone stopped the boat and went ashore, and the owner of Miyan Island, Yi Yundeng, had already come out to welcome them. The island's disciples stood in a long row on the pier, and the sea breeze blew in the red clothes, which was very spectacular.

Yi Yundeng was born with slender eyebrows and eyes, and was short and thin. He didn't look special, except for a pair of eyes that curved when he smiled, which made people feel kind and gentle.

Seeing the group of people getting off the boat, he was slightly taken aback. The handsome man standing beside the Patriarch of the Tang family seemed familiar no matter how he looked, and the handsome and tall young man behind him was clearly—Du Yinzhi!

The Du family has always been low-key and does not care about foreign affairs, hunting ghosts and ghosts, and seldom cooperates with major families, so except for Du Yanming who comes to Haishi every time, everyone is familiar with it, the third son of Du almost only exists in the According to the legend, few people have seen his appearance; on the contrary, Du Yinzhi was too sharp, and he hunted souls frequently to save countless people. Many people have seen his appearance, and because he was so handsome, even a folk painter painted him Danqing, betrayed and admired his woman...

Yi Yundeng naturally couldn't have imagined that Du Yinzhi was willing to participate in the mirage, and there was this young man by his side...

Seeing Yi Island Master's doubts, Du Yanshu nodded slightly and said: "I, Du Yanshu, my brother is busy with affairs and has no time to participate in this mirage. Yinzhi and I will attend the meeting on his behalf. I hope Yi Island Master will forgive you."

Hearing this, the owner of Yi Island smiled gently: "I've heard about Du Sangongzi's name for a long time ago, and I finally meet you today, please hurry up." Then he greeted him inside, all the people talked and laughed politely along the way, Du Yanshu Still pointing to the end, cool and not rude.

Everyone knew that Du Yanming didn't come in person this time because he was so ashamed a few days ago and didn't dare to appear in public anymore. He was still polite to the Du family's uncle and nephew, without any trace of contempt and banter. .

Of course, although Du Yanming lost face, the entire immortal cultivation world did not dare to underestimate the Du family. Du Yinzhi alone was enough to convince everyone.

After landing, Tang Wenzhi was very excited and followed Du Yinzhi inseparably.Du Yanshu was also used to this noisy girl, although he was a little irritable, but not to the point of being unbearable.

"Miss Tang, let's meet again." A young man with ordinary facial features came to their side and talked to Tang Wenzhi with a friendly smile.

Tang Wenzhi sized him up without hesitation, her half-baked doubts gradually turned into disdain, and she said indifferently for a while, "Oh, Mr. Yi."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head impatiently, and tried to talk to Du Yinzhi with a smile. Du Yinzhi naturally didn't like to talk to her, but he didn't want to offend the young lady. Often no more than ten words, well versed in the essence of conciseness.

Mr. Yi said a few more words, but Tang Wenzhi simply turned a deaf ear to them.

This young master Yi is Yi Qingze, the second young master of the Yi family, with a low cultivation level and a mediocre appearance, so there is nothing to remember.After all, he was young and thin-skinned, and his face turned green immediately, and he didn't dare to speak too much to shame him after suffering from a hot face and a cold buttocks.

Du Yanshu saw this subtle little turmoil in his eyes, and thought it was very funny. His good nephew has an unstable style of painting, let's say he is cute, lovable and caring, and occasionally he sees the coldness in those blue eyes. The chill, the bigger it is, the more unpredictable it is.

Island Master Yi exchanged greetings with them, and then asked his disciples to lead everyone into the guest room to rest and recuperate, while he went to take care of the affairs on the island first.

Yi Qingze didn't leave with his father, and followed the four of them to the guest room with a sullen face. At the end, he put on a concerned and respectful look and said to Du Yan: "Young man, I would like to ask you a question. Is it better now? This junior happens to have a box of Xue Chan ointment here, which has a miraculous effect on healing the internal injuries caused by the phantom formation of the ghost race."

He deliberately found fault with which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted, and the faces of everyone present turned pale.

The corner of Du Yanshu's mouth twitched, and he tried to put on a calm look: "Thank you Mr. Yi, my brother is well."

Hearing this, Yi Qingze raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "That's good—" After a pause, he said with a cool smile: "This junior has one more request."

"Master Yi, please tell me." A pair of slender eyes raised slightly, and Yi Qingze's spine shivered when he looked at it.

"I have heard about the name of Mr. Du Yinzhi for a long time, and I admire him very much. In the Lingdou Arena three days later, I want to compete with Mr. Du." appearance.

Du Yanshu glanced at him lightly, and said indifferently: "Here is the introduction, you can just ask him directly."

But he said in his heart, this Mr. Yi is impetuous and self-righteous, and he can't make a fortune.

The author has something to say: Du Yanming: The Wang Po in the west of the city bought a house by selling Yinzhi's photo

Pei Yun: Uncle Zhang in the east of the city bought a car by selling Yinzhi's posters

Qi Sang: Aunt Xue in the south of the city opened a shop by selling Yinzhi’s dolls

Uncle: Oh, how much is it worth if you sell the whole fish in the vegetable market?

Cited by: cry chirp

Du Yanming: This brother is probably stupid...

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Brother Yi is going to die, but Xiao Yuer is about to... I won't tell you how cute...

From the next chapter, the plot begins to turn~

La la la daily confession archangel~ lol lol