Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

It's normal to destroy what you can't get, isn't it? —— Song Xun

The weather in December, the temperature is very low, it is torture for the southerners.As soon as I went out, I felt like I could freeze my breath.

Song Xun stretched out his hands and rubbed each other, then let out a sigh of relief.

"You're too idle, why don't you earn more money while you're young?" Song Xun sneered, wrapped his coat tightly, and tried his best to mock Tan Lan who was standing beside him.

Tan Lan was holding a stove in her arms, and the scarf buried her face in it: "Young Master Song is joking, Tan Lan is just doing her duty."

Song Xun sneered, but didn't bother with the topic: "Look for me, what's the matter?"

"I heard that Mrs. Mu committed suicide for one person." Tan Lan walked around Song Xun for half a circle, and then walked back to the original position, "I heard that this person is the eldest lady of the Lu family."

"Well-informed." Song Xun clapped his hands and praised, but his peach blossom eyes narrowed, "So what? You still want to make money?"

Tan Lan moved closer to Song Xun, staring straight at Song Xun with a pair of big eyes.She stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Song Xun's ear: "Young Master Song, aren't you afraid?"

"Scared." Song Xun smiled slightly, and reached out to grab Tan Lan's slightly sharp chin, "I'm even more afraid of being approached by someone like you."

"Mr. Song always says that Tan Lan is 'such a person'..." Tan Lan's eyelids drooped, her tone seemed a bit low, "Mr. Song was born rich, how can he understand us? Money is so important."

Song Xun increased his strength: "I used to be just a beggar, I was born to beg. How important is money?"

This is the first time Song Xun mentioned his identity, and he never even mentioned it to Mu Yangzhi.He used to be just a beggar, different from everyone around him.

Tan Lan froze for a moment, but the pain on her jaw was replaced by shock: "Yes, that's it."

She was born beautiful, and when she was six or seven years old, she was already more delicate than girls of the same age.But so what?She is not an ordinary lady, she can look down on everything because of her beauty.She is not Zhao Xianyi either, she can do whatever she wants because she is pretty.She was even more not Lu Qinghe, she was beautiful and well-versed in all books and five classics, so she was held in the palm of everyone's hands.

She is just a little girl in the mountain village. She has two older sisters and one younger brother.The family is very poor, and some food is not good.My father ran into wolves because he went to the mountains to cut firewood. Although he retrieved one, he lost his legs.The mother is weak, but supports the whole family.The mother, who had worked so hard, was insulted by her father when she returned home, and sometimes even beat her up.

Facing such a father, Tan Lan even thought about leaving him behind.But her mother really couldn't fight back when she was beaten or scolded.She will never forget her mother's words: "It's not easy for a man to be like this now."

Yes, it's not easy.

So it was so difficult, Tan Lan was sold by her father who was not easy.

There is nothing wrong with the brothel, the food is better than the original, the living is better than the original, the clothes are better than the original, everything is good.But she was afraid of poverty, and she wanted money, a lot of money.

Tan Lan sneered: "But you became a priest while I am a brothel girl. You and I are very different."

Song Xun frowned, and let go of Tan Lan: "You asked for this, if you didn't want to, how could you go on this road?"

"Song Xun, what do you know?" Tan Lan took two steps back, the stove in her hand fell to the ground, she bent down, and tears rolled down to the ground, "I also hope that I can be like Lu Qinghe, even if the young man dies, he can be loved Many people remember. But I can't." She looked up with a smile on her face, "Song Xun, not everyone is like you, so lucky."

Song Xun couldn't see through Tan Lan, just like he couldn't see through Lu Hesheng.In the past, he felt that Tan Lan and Lu Hesheng had similar temperaments, but now they are more and more similar.Logically speaking, Tan Lan's greed for money shouldn't be similar in any way to Lu Hesheng, who is indifferent to everything, but... no matter how you look at it, it looks like it.

"You are really lucky to meet Lu Hesheng." Tan Lan patted the ashes on the small stove, and then held them in her hands, "Don't think about it, you and Lu Hesheng can only be masters and apprentices in this life." She leaned closer again Song Xun leaned into his ear and said, "Even without this 'Lu Qinghe', Song Xun, you are still just an apprentice. Why don't you... be with me..."

"Where do you place Mu Yang?" Song Xun gritted his teeth, wanting to strangle Tan Lan to death.However, it was a human life anyway, and he couldn't let it go.

Tan Lan laughed: "He? A benefactor I can't get rid of."

This kind of words is probably Tan Lan's deepest guilt towards Mu Yangzhi, but he can't do it even though he is the benefactor.

"Master Song, your feelings are wrong." Tan Lan turned around and left the yard.

wrong?Oh, what is wrong?Most people are the same and a small number of people are wrong?Or is the so-called common sense just echoing the views of most people?

Song Xun covered his eyes, and when his cold palms covered his eyelids, he shivered.There are so many things in this world that cannot be loved, and people like him are just a very ordinary part of people.It's just that the difference is that one is of the opposite sex and the other is of the same sex.

The world often says love at first sight and love with time.Why no one discusses short-sleeved love?The same is love, why is he really intolerable?

Regarding Tan Lan's suggestion, Song Xun was naturally unwilling to do so, but this matter cannot be brought up with Mu Yangzhi.So, he could only walk out of the gate of Mu Mansion by himself, expressing his displeasure while walking.

As soon as he went out, he unexpectedly saw Mei Yu standing in the cold wind.

"My lord..." Mei Yu bent over with good manners.

Song Xun froze for a moment: "Didn't go back?"

"My lord went in alone, so I can't let you go back alone, can I?" Mei Yu smiled, and this smile seemed to bring warmth, which made Song Xun feel warm all over.

"..." Song Xun also laughed, his peach eyes narrowed.

Du Chengsu was seriously injured, but she couldn't sleep often.In the afternoon, when Lu Hesheng was reading a folk note to relieve her fatigue, she woke up with a whimper.

"?" When you wake up and find a place you are no longer familiar with, you naturally have to wonder, "I, am I promoted to immortality?" Of course, such a confident idea is still not advisable.

"This is my home." Lu Hesheng put down the notes in his hand, "A Su, you are at my home."

Du Chengsu was dazed and dizzy, she didn't understand who the person in front of her was, and why she called her 'A Su' so affectionately.Did she lose her memory?It shouldn't be, obviously she still remembers how her bones were pulled out, really, it hurt so much, the memory is very deep.

"Who... are you?" Du Chengsu felt that although it was not a good question to ask, it was better to ask.

"Lu Hesheng." Lu Hesheng had limited expressions on his face, and didn't know which expression to choose, so he just froze.He can be gentle, indeed only dare to show emotions to Song Xun, he is afraid that his expression will be too much.

Du Chengsu's pupils shrank, and she shrank into a corner hugging the quilt.

Who doesn't know Lu Hesheng?A well-known exorcist in the demon world, and she was made into such a desolate appearance by the exorcist.

Fear is predictable.Lu Hesheng stretched out his hand, palm facing Du Chengsu: "Stretch out your hand."

Due to Lu Hesheng's oppression, Du Chengsu had no choice but to extend his hand.

When the palms are pressed together, a warmth spreads to the limbs.It turns out that human hands are so warm?Du Chengsu raised her eyes and went to secretly look at Lu Hesheng, but the other party looked serious.

"I saved your life, and I will never let you die again." Lu Hesheng's expression was very serious when he spoke, and he looked upright.

Du Chengsu was taken aback for a moment at first, and then burst into a 'puchi' laugh.

Where can someone speak with this expression?

Seeing Du Chengsu smile, Lu Hesheng's nervous mood calmed down.Although it is not the first time we meet, but it is the first time to speak seriously, so I will inevitably feel nervous.

After laughing, Du Chengsu fell asleep again. After all, the severed meridians all over the body were not a minor injury, and it would not be cured if it took a few months.

Lu Hesheng thought that he couldn't stay in Du Chengsu's room for long. After all, it's not good for her to be a girl, so he opened the door and went out.Unexpectedly, when the door opened, they were facing Song Xun.

"Ah Xun?" Lu Hesheng looked at Song Xun with his head hanging down, and was stunned for a while, "What's wrong?"

Song Xun didn't speak, just bumped his head into Lu Hesheng's arms, hard.

Lu Hesheng pursed his lips, stopped Song Xun's shoulder with one hand, and closed the door of Du Chengsu's room with the other: "Ah Xun, what's wrong?"

From childhood to adulthood, Lu Hesheng asked the most: "Ah Xun, what's wrong?" 'However, never got a decent answer.

"Master..." Song Xun felt his nose was frozen, and even spoke in a muffled voice, "I like you, I like you the most."

Lu Hesheng froze and thought for a while: "I like Ah Xun too."

"..." Song Xun was stunned for a while, then withdrew from Lu Hesheng's arms, the hair band was hooked on the button of Lu Hesheng's cuff, the hair band was torn off, and the black hair was scattered like this, "You are always with me Play stupid, I'm tired." After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

Lu Hesheng stretched out his hand, but only caught the hair tie falling in the air, and he didn't keep Song Xun after all.

He froze for a while, then sighed.For feelings, he has always remained neutral.In the past, there was only Lu Qinghe in his world, and he regarded Lu Qinghe as his god.Young feelings are always hazy, but he clearly knows that he likes Lu Qinghe very much.

After Lu Qinghe died, he felt that he had no intention of living.He still remembered his father's expression of horror and disgust when he knew he liked his sister.

He stretched out his hand to touch his face, maybe, the people beside him knew that Song Xun liked him, maybe they also had the same expression?

So, whoever likes whoever hides it?

Lu Hesheng was afraid, afraid that Song Xun would be ruined from now on, afraid that Song Xun would disappear from now on, afraid that everyone would strip Song Xun from his side.

The boy he raised with his own hands definitely shouldn't be like this.

"Ah Xun, I've always been telling the truth." Lu Hesheng clutched the headband and covered his chest with his hand, "You're tired, and I'm tired too."

Who is not tired in this master-student relationship?