Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

When the night wind blew, Jiang Junku withdrew his gaze, patted Song Xun who was lying on the stairs next to him, and wanted to wake him up, but was stopped by a pair of hands.

"Don't bother you." After blocking his hand, Qing Huan bent down and hugged Song Xun who was drunk, "I'll take him back to his room. It's late at night, Mr. Jiang, please rest early."

Jiang Junku looked at his hand that was being pushed away, and suddenly smiled: "Qing Huan, is it interesting? At the beginning you pushed him away by all means, and now you put him by your side to take care of him. You are really fickle."

"What does it have to do with you?" Qing Huan raised his leg and kicked open the door.

"Don't forget, Song Xun...was never a fool." After saying that, Jiang Junku turned around and left, letting Qing Huan stare at his back while turning his head to see him.

After Jiang Junku's back disappeared, Qing Huan slowly withdrew his eyes, and then his eyes settled on Song Xun's face in his arms.

"Brother..." Song Xun suddenly opened his eyes, his cheeks were flushed, and he was quite drunk.

"En?" Qing Huan replied softly.

Hearing Qing Huan's answer, Song Xun's eyes suddenly turned red, and he held Qing Huan's face tremblingly with his hands: "Senior Brother, I didn't...I didn't kill those people from the Lingdong Sect...I didn't, I didn't either... I want to betray Shushan...Senior brother..."

"I know, I know all of this." Qing Huan let him hold her face and smile.

"Then why did you kill me?" Song Xun withdrew his hand and covered his heart, "Brother, you stabbed me so painfully, so painfully!"

"You stabbed me too, it's good to stab me too..." Qing Huan stopped talking suddenly, and shook his head, "It's the brother who is sorry for you."

"Senior brother..." Song Xun wrapped his hands around Qing Huan's neck, and moved his face closer, "Senior brother..." He shouted one after another, very intimately.

In the dead of night, the moonlight is bright.

Song Xun lightly touched Qing Huan's cheek with his lips, then smiled contentedly, closed his eyes and fell asleep, breathing very steadily.

Qing Huan was stunned, and stopped in place for a long time, but in the end all of them turned into sighs.

He placed Song Xun on the bed, tucked up the quilt for him, and blew the oil lamp for him.The moment the door was gently closed, Qing Huan couldn't help laughing.It has been many years since I took care of Song Xun in this way.When he was Song Xun's master, he took care of Song Xun for eleven years, which is not a short time!

He leaned his back against the door, looking down.

Yes, Song Xun has never been a fool, how could he not know?But, isn't that what makes everything interesting, isn't it?

Standing outside the courtyard, Mu Zhi looked at Qing Huan leaning against Song Xun's gate against the moonlight, feeling extremely flustered in a trance.

It's not that she doesn't know that Qing Huan is kind to Song Xun, and she doesn't object to it... But, it's so good that it makes people panic.

It wasn't until Qing Huan left that Song Xun slowly opened his eyes, a pair of bright peach blossom eyes shining in the darkness.

Jiang Jun returned to his master bedroom so dry that he didn't fall directly on the bed and fell asleep. He took out the Bai Jin he had taken back from Shushan many years ago from the closet.

This sword belonged to Wang Ti, and it should belong to Song Xun now.Seeing how Song Xun dealt with Ziyin today, maybe he didn't forget what he learned in Shushan.Returning the sword to him is also regarded as returning it to its original owner.

He looked at Bai Jin in his hand, his pupils were a little bright.

"Master!" A man's voice suddenly came from outside the house, "Shen Yuan is back."

Jiang Junku raised his eyebrows: "So fast? Did you find the person you were looking for?"

"No..." Shen Yuan's voice was cold and sad.

"Then what are you doing back here?" Jiang Junku put Bai Jin down, walked to the door, and opened it.

Under the moonlight, the man outside the door still looks like a teenager, with a fair face and delicate eyebrows, but there is a heroic spirit that a man should have.

"Shen Yuan thinks, maybe I won't be able to find it again." Shen Yuan pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, "It's been 200 years since I came here..."

Jiang Junku sighed, and patted Shen Yuan on the shoulder: "Look for it again, you will find it one day."

Shen Yuan didn't speak any more, just clasped his hands together, and left.

Looking at Shen Yuan's bleak back, Jiang Junku couldn't help feeling sorry for the young man.A hundred years ago, on the anniversary of Wangti's death one year after his death, he met this young man at the foot of Mount Shu.

At that time, Shen Yuan was alone, oh no, it should be a ghost.He is a ghost wandering around the foot of Mount Shu, talking to everyone he meets.But how can ordinary people see ghosts?

Standing on the hillside, he quietly watched Shen Yuan float from one person to another, talking to himself.He saw it and felt sad, so he went up to talk to him.

"They can't see you." Jiang Junyu stood in front of Shen Yuan and cast an enchantment to wrap him and the boy inside.

The boy looked at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "I know. I've been waiting, you see, I've waited."

Jiang Jun was stunned for a while, and helped his forehead.

In the middle of the move!

"What are you doing here? What did you talk to them about?" Jiang Junyu asked.

"I'm looking for someone...I'm asking them if they know Song Nanchu, I want to find him..." The young man sighed, "It's been so many years, no one can answer me, can you?"

Jiang Junku thought for a while, and asked, "If I say no, will you eat me?"

The young man 'puchi' laughed: "I'm not a ghost..."

"Fate born and die, since it's not a ghost, then go to reincarnation, don't wander in the sun." Jiang Junku stretched out a finger, and gently pressed it against the boy's eyebrows.

"But I haven't found him yet, how can I talk about reincarnation lightly?" Shen Yuan shook his head.

Jiang Junyu withdrew his finger: "Maybe he was reincarnated early..."

"So what? I just want to see him again, and ask him..." Shen Yuan smiled at him miserably, coupled with his pale face, it was even more frightening.

Jiang Junyu shook his head: "What's your name?"

"Shen Yuan, named Wen Tan."

"Follow me... After all, it's not the same thing if you wander around the world like this." Jiang Junyu took off the jade pendant from his waist and hung it on Shen Yuan's waist, "Don't take this jade pendant down, hang it It, it can give you an entity to be seen."

Shen Yuan held the jade pendant and looked at Jiang Junku gratefully.

"Don't...don't look at me like that." Jiang Junyu spread out his fan, blocking Shen Yuan's gaze, "If you want to thank, thank my friend..."

"Thank you!"

So, after coming and going, Shen Yuan came to the demon clan and became the only ghost among the demons, which was very rare.

Later, Jiang Junyu finally realized that Shen Yuan was not a young man at all, he was in his twenties before he died, but his face was young...

After all, I was deceived by the face...

Jiang Junyu closed the door.

Who can tell clearly about the affairs of the world?Today and Ming Dynasty, in this life and in the next life, who can belong to whom?The birth and death of fate are never determined by oneself, so why bother to force it?

He closed his eyes and sneered.

Qing Huan, I still don't know what you are forcing.But I know that what you get will not be what you want!