The lord is always dishonest [Transmigration Book]

Qi Zhao didn't sleep well that night.

The dream was still gloomy, this time he didn't lie on the couch, but sat at the small table by the window sill in the attic, the tea stove on the table was filled with smoke, and the man sat opposite him, gently stroking the rim of the teacup with his fingers, He smiled and said, "Miss me, huh?"

The voice is low and hoarse, with a slight hook at the end.

Qi Zhao didn't say anything, and looked up at him, the man's facial features were still covered by the mist, Qi Zhao couldn't see clearly, but he always felt that the mist was much thinner than before.

The water in the tea stove gradually boiled, and the man turned it lightly, and the mist immediately filled the air. In the haze, Qi Zhao saw the mist swaying in front of him, and then felt something warm and moist with the tea, and slowly put it on his lips.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The mist dissipated at this moment, and the surrounding gradually became clear. At the same time that the man smiled into his eyes, Qi Zhao saw clearly that what was on his lips was his fingers.

Qi Zhao's ears burned unconsciously, and he quickly reached out to push his hand away, but the man didn't care, he just smiled softly, lifted the teapot, filled the teacup in front of him, and took a sip.

The moment his lips touched the rim of the cup, the mist covering his lips suddenly dizzy at this moment, and Qi Zhao could see clearly that the light-colored tea was stained on the man's pretty lips, and with his smile, A little more moist.

It was suddenly dark in front of my eyes.

The moist feeling just now reappeared on his lips, but it wasn't his fingers, it was the man's lips that were moist and moist.

Qi Zhao's pupils shrank slightly.

The man left his lips and smiled in a low voice.

"How is it, how does it taste?"

……

In the early morning, Qi Zhao went to Sajin Street with his eyes dark and blue.

He opened the door of Lingzhi shop, and after entering the door, he nestled into the rattan chair and closed his eyes. The surrounding plants surrounded him and looked carefully for a while, and finally it was Chihuocao who said first: "Qi Zhaozhao, what are you doing?" What's wrong?"

Qi Zhao opened his eyes weakly, then quickly closed them again: "It's okay."

The gazes of the plants and trees immediately darkened, and the red fire grass stretched out its leaves to caress the blue under his eyes, and said decisively: "Needless to say, it must be excessive indulgence."

"If you have vision, I see it too."

"Hey, it must have been quite intense last night hehehehe."

"Can you grass be more serious?"

"Shut up, believe it or not, I burned the little yellow book you secretly hid in the basin?"

"Hey, there are some things we talk about in private, in private..."

Qi Zhao: "..."

Qi Zhao sat up with helpless eyes: "Can you stop making trouble?"

"How can it be trouble?" Chihuo grass thief Mimi leaned closer to him, "Talk about it yourself, since you lived in the city lord's mansion, we have seen you like this many times today, and you can't say anything. Don't you believe it yourself?"

Qi Zhao choked, and looked at Chi Huo Cao for a moment, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Did his dream come too weirdly?

I have never had such a shameless dream in more than 20 years. When I first arrived in the deserted city, I was fine, but after I came to Wanjing City, it suddenly started. The dream came and went, and it was the same person.

Where is such a coincidence?

Think carefully.

The more Qi Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. After holding the book and thinking for a while, he hesitated and moved towards the Nightmare Flower: "Little Nightmare, I have something to ask you."

Nightmare Flower looked at him generously: "Say it."

"that is……"

Qi Zhao blurred out the shameful content in the dream, and simply said it to Nightmare Flower. After he finished speaking, Nightmare Flower's petals closed together: "Do you feel that you were woven into a dream by Lingzhi?"

Qi Zhao hummed.

Nightmare Flower shook her head: "No, the spiritual plants that can weave dreams come from the same line as me. If you have them by your side, I can feel them, but you don't have their smell, and manipulating dreams must be in your hands. Within ten meters."

After a pause, it said again: "So, I think you may be thinking about it every day and dreaming at night."

Qi Zhao: "..."

Am I that unprincipled? !

As soon as this idea appeared, Qi Zhao felt a little guilty for no reason, because he suddenly remembered that, except for the inexplicable first dream, the next two seemed to be groundless.

Realizing this, Qi Zhao was silent for a moment, turned around blankly, and nestled back into the wicker chair again. After thinking about it, he felt very unhappy. He got up and walked to a pot of plants in the corner, and put the little yellow book in the pot. Take it out: "Kids don't read these, confiscated!"

The 29-year-old Lingquancao wanted to cry but had no tears.

Who am I provoking?

Qi Zhao has always been a gentle person, this is the first time he has acted in such a retaliatory manner, there must be something behind it.

The grasses and trees looked at each other, and in the end Chihuocao came up and asked Qi Zhao what he had dreamed with a gossipy face. Just as Qi Zhao was thinking about how to prevaricate, he heard the ringing of the rattan collar on the door. Standing outside, he smiled and waved to him.

He made a new small pastry today, similar to mille-feuille, and asked Qi Zhao to try it.

Qi Zhao followed him into the small restaurant, Meng Ran asked him to sit down, and then went to the small kitchen at the back, and soon came out with a pastry plate, and there was another person behind him.

His eyebrows are open, and his peach blossom eyes are slightly raised.

The man stood behind Meng Ran, didn't speak, just looked at Meng Ran quietly.Meng Ran put the pastry plate in front of Qi Zhao, pointed at him with a smile, and said, "This is Wei Huai, we opened the restaurant together, he was away for a few days on business, and he just came back last night."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the plate over: "Come on, have a taste."

Qi Zhao vaguely felt that Wei Huai's name sounded familiar, so he nodded without thinking, picked up a piece of pastry and tasted it, the taste was really good, sweet but not greasy, and had a slight tea taste.

Meng Ran opened his mouth expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

Before Qi Zhao could speak, he looked at Wei Huai who was behind him and squinted his eyes at him, as if he dared to say that it was not delicious and gave it a try.

The little boss who was being guarded suddenly didn't realize it, and still looked at Qi Zhao expectantly.

Under Wei Huai's gaze, Qi Zhao swallowed the pastry with difficulty and said, "It's delicious."

Meng Ran bent his eyes contentedly, seeing his happy appearance, Wei Huai who was standing behind him looked relaxed, his eyes were as gentle as he wanted, Qi Zhao, who had just opened the door to a new world last night, sat Opposite them, the more you look at it, the more you feel something is wrong.

As soon as this idea came up, she looked at Meng Ran and turned her head with a smile, and kissed Wei Huai on the chin: "Ah Huai, be happy."

Wei Huai smiled slightly, lowered his head, and kissed his lips.

Qi Zhao, whose straight man's heart has been collided again: "..."

What's wrong with this world?

The two people in front of them didn't stop, they kissed tenderly, and when the kiss was over, Meng Ran's face and lips were red, and when he turned his head to look, he realized that Qi Zhao was still there, and smiled shyly.

Qi Zhao finally came to his senses: "What are you... about?"

"Of course it's a Taoist companion."

Maybe it was because Meng Ran's tone was so natural, Qi Zhao didn't know what to say for a while, his eyes stopped on Meng Ran, then turned to Wei Huai, after a while, Qi Zhao suddenly remembered why he Wei Huai's name sounded familiar.

It was mentioned in "The First Birth of the Great Dao" that after Chi Mu took over Wanjing City, he recruited many cultivators. Among them was Meng Wushe, who was bloodthirsty and paranoid, but I heard that he used to be a gentle and laughable person with a big personality. The change was due to the death of the Taoist companion.

Qi Zhao remembered that Meng Wushe in the book had the blood of the Taotie flower.

The name of his deceased Taoist companion was Wei Huai.

Meng Ran, who runs a small restaurant and laughs heartlessly every day.

Meng Wushe is as violent as a walking dead.

Qi Zhao was stunned, and suddenly he felt mixed feelings, which diluted the previous shock a lot.

Seeing him in a daze, Meng Ran stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Qi Zhaozhao, why are you in a daze again?"

Qi Zhao returned to his senses, smiled and shook his head.

Meng Ran blinked, ate a piece of pastry, and suddenly asked Qi Zhao, "Qi Zhaozhao, when are you going to find a Taoist companion?"

Qi Zhao was stunned for a moment: "Let's wait until we meet the right girl."

"Girl?" Meng Ran was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Then what about City Lord Xie?"

Qi Zhao was also very surprised: "What does this have to do with Xie Shen?"

"..." Meng Ran and Wei Huai exchanged glances, and then Meng Ran turned his head and looked at Qi Zhao meaningfully, "I don't know whether I should feel sorry for the city lord Xie, or feel sorry for you. "

Qi Zhao glanced at him in confusion.

Meng Ran smiled again, pushed the pastry over, and changed the subject: "Okay, okay, I made a plate, and you only ate one piece. That's not okay, come and continue."

Qi Zhao was a little messed up by these few dreams, and he relaxed after hearing this: "Okay."

The small restaurant soon became lively again.

The snake-grain wood stayed by Qi Zhao's hand, the wood's luster flickered on and off.

……

After staying in Sajin Street until one o'clock in the afternoon, Qi Zhao carried the snake-grained wood to the Zhimu Hall. Seeing Bai Yuan was there, he didn't stay for long. government.

Xie Shen was not there, Xie Qing was watering the flowers in the garden with a small kettle.

Qi Zhao walked over slowly, Xie Qing turned around and saw him, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Qi came back very early today."

"It's nothing, I'll be back early." Qi Zhao lifted the water bottle next to Xie Qing, and watered the flowers with him, chatting with him from time to time.

Perhaps it was because Qi Zhao was still thinking about the matter of Meng Ran and Wei Huai just now, the topic unconsciously brought up Taoist companions, and asked Xie Qing, "Does Guanshi have any Taoist companions?"

Xie Qing stopped watering the flowers: "No."

"Then... what about City Lord Xie?"

Xie Qing thought, this is what you really want to ask, and asking me is just a transition.

But he still kept smiling as much as possible: "No."

The leaves of the serpentine tree trembled casually, Qi Zhao held it steady, nodded, and picked up the watering can again.

At night, Xie Shen still didn't come back.

Qi Zhao ate something at Meng Ran and Qin Chu during the day, and he was not hungry now, so he went back to his residence, took a bath and hugged the serpentine wood on the couch. context.

It is basically healed, and the cracks in the veins are only a little shallow.

Qi Zhao turned off the light, and the moonlight came in through the window outside, so the room was not too dark. He turned his head to look at the snakewood, rubbed his fingers slowly on its wood grain, and sighed after a long while: "I feel a little wrong."

Snakewood brushed his cheek with a leaf outstretched.

Qi Zhao smiled and pinched its leaves, and whispered to it in a whisper, the content was endless. After chatting like this for a while, Qi Zhao found that as long as Xie Shen was mentioned, the luster of the snakewood would be particularly beautiful.

He deliberately tried a few times, and couldn't help laughing when he was sure: "That's why you like Xie Shen so much?"

The light on Serpentine Wood's body shone again, and Qi Zhao had no choice but to hug it with a smile: "It would be great if you were human, Xie Shen doesn't have a Taoist companion yet, you can still try your luck."

After all, he relaxed his body and lay down: "But I'm a little strange. You said that Xie Shen, Yan Haosheng, has abdominal muscles, rich and beautiful, but he has no Taoist partner until now. You say, he is not will be……"

He raised his body slightly, approached the snake grain wood slowly, and whispered, "...can't you?"

No, ok, let's go.

The branches and leaves of the snake wood suddenly froze: "..."

Then Qi Zhao saw that the luster on its body suddenly changed drastically.

It looked like it was being pissed off, Qi Zhao hurriedly hugged it, and coaxed it in a low voice: "Don't be angry, Xie Shen will definitely not be able to do it, just look at his abs, doesn't it seem to be not working? Of course not. "

After a few more failures in a row, the whole body of the snake-grain wood began to shake. Qi Zhao touched his nose, and was about to go down to light the lamp to take a good look at it, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Who else will come this late?

Qi Zhao lit the lamp and looked towards the door: "Who?"

There was a silence outside, and after a long while, Xie Shen's slightly deep voice sounded faintly.

"It's me, open the door."