Is the sick beauty master washed white? [Transmigration Book]

"We don't owe each other..."

Chongshuang lost his mind and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Lu Tingqin's voice was cold and peaceful.The eyes lost the tenderness of teasing milk oranges, they were icy and snowy, showing alienation, looking at Chongshuang, as if looking at a stranger.

Chongshuang was frightened by the strangeness in his eyes, and walked forward on his knees. "Master?"

Lu Tingqin ignored him, just looked down at the sleeping cub in his arms.

'Go and get along with them according to your heart. ’ Said the Falling Moon Immortal in his dream.

can he do it

He thought about replacing the body of the Falling Moon Immortal, so he would bear the cause and effect of the sculpture of the Falling Moon Immortal.But Chongshuang's feelings are too entangled and complicated, those strong respect and hatred, in all fairness, have nothing to do with him.

He tried to explain, tried to appease the boy's hatred and reconcile with him.But obviously, it can't be done overnight.

He is bored.Suddenly changed to this world, unwilling to accept these frantic emotions that have nothing to do with him.

"Master, what is the meaning of this?" Chongshuang became more and more uneasy when he saw the exhaustion in Lu Tingqin's eyes.

Lu Tingqin turned a deaf ear, and the slender figure walked towards the main house.

He was wrapped in a silver silk cloak, his long black hair was blown by the autumn wind, and he never looked back.It seems that he has made up his mind not to respond again.

Chongshuang was short of breath, knelt on the cold bluestone road, stained with mud, and moved forward several times in vain.

Lu Tingqin walked to the door of the main house, turned sideways, and was about to close the door.

Chongshuang was panicked, he felt intuitively that by closing the door, Lu Tingqin had withdrawn his permission to enter the yard again.

From then on, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and all entanglements are turned into dust.Lu Tingqin no longer pursued that sword and his several confrontations.There is no need to obsess over his inexplicable past events.

What does it mean……

Lu Tingqin won't look for him again?

Chongshuang thought she should relax, but tears rolled down her eyes.He opened his eyes wide, not wanting to be covered by tears, and tried his best to see Lu Tingqin clearly.

The door of the main house of Falling Moon Peak slowly closed.

Lu Tingqin's face flashed past when the door was closed.

Pale with sickness, eyes slightly closed.Without the gloom of the past, it is like a osmanthus in autumn, thin and fragile.

Not... gloomy?

Yes, since that day... the night before the seminar, when the demonic energy broke out.The ubiquitous gloom on Lu Tingqin dissipated.Even if he was indifferent and arguing, there was no murderous and wanton hostility in those cold eyes.

Heavy Frost grasped his chest with his hands.

Under the sky-blue clothes, there is a small bag hidden.He took out the cloth bag, trembling with his fingertips, he felt a cold and white bone.

When Lu Tingqin dug out the cut bone, her eyes were cold and heartless, looking at him as if she was looking at a dead object.

When he took back the osteotomy, Lu Tingqin was running a high fever, exhausted and helpless, explaining, and even sighed.

What's the difference.

The current road Tingqin seems to have faded from the dark clouds, revealing a fresher and softer inside.

He will pet the cat, and he will find some soft and comfortable things like the piled pillows in the secret room.Will accept other people to get along with them at a closer distance, instead of hiding when they see people.

Chongshuang held this bone, knelt on the spot in a daze, tears slid down, and stared at the closed door.

Lu Tingqin hasn't seen Chongshuang for a while.

The brothers are all busy, and there is always one person who is free every three days, so they run to him.After careful calculation, he was alone for a few days.

Only now did Lu Tingqin know that during those days when he was comatose, Ji He not only tidied up the main house, but also completely repaired the secret room.

The first time he saw the so-called secret room, his eyes lit up.

The mechanism stone has been transformed into a simpler style that can be opened without spiritual power.The external passage was re-opened, ventilation windows were added, and a controllable device similar to a sunken patio was installed. Once opened, the mechanism automatically moves to let in natural skylight.

Inside the underground space, several luminous pearls were added, and all the white stone floors were covered with carpets of the same color.The books have not been moved, and large and small low cabinets inlaid with mother-of-pearl and red sandalwood have been added.It is said that the rough pillow made by himself, the Falling Moon Immortal, was placed in the packed corner, and a bunch of more delicate and soft things were added.

The hand-sewn items produced by Ye Wanggui are exquisitely placed everywhere.It includes all kinds of leaning pillows such as cover pillows and lead pillows, various cushions such as foot pads and tea coasters, and several round rabbit dolls filled with cotton.

When Lu Tingqin saw the rabbit doll, his ears would burn, and he was too ashamed to look at it.Ye Wanggui thought he didn't like it, so the next day, he eagerly sent over a newly sewn black cat.

The happiest one is Naiju, who made her home in the secret room.

Every day Ji He would send his disciples to bring some meat to eat and water. She was growing up, and besides eating, she spent most of her time sleeping.When I woke up, I scratched the black cat doll and sharpened its claws. From time to time, I met the golden-eyed black cat who followed the path connecting the forest into the secret room and came to find the way to listen to the piano.

Lu Tingqin stayed with her in the secret room most of the time.

"Hey..."

"Sleep when you're tired."

Lu Tingqin rescued a strand of her hair from Naiju's paw pad, and patted the orange-white cub's back.

His black hair was loose, tied up casually, and he was wearing a loose robe, reclining on the pillow and flipping through a book.When milk orange fell asleep on his stomach, he gently picked her up and put her in a bamboo basket beside her.

Lu Tingqin only wore enough clothes, stepped on the comfortable blanket, half-kneeled in front of several low cabinets, and opened the next book.

These days, he collected the scattered scrolls and books, and roughly classified them according to the results at a glance.

Falling Moon Immortal Venerable's collection of books is all-encompassing, including secret books of exercises, rune formations, and more about land and geography, anecdotes and anecdotes.It seems to be in a secret room in the mountains, but the heart is in the secular customs and land.

Due to the imminent issue of Chongshuang, Lu Tingqin first picked out the content related to monsters and studied it for several days.This time, I followed my heart and changed my mind, and picked a few geographical records and scripts in the picture.

"Shenzhou Vast Land..."

He nestled in a corner made of several soft pillows, his fingers brushing over the descriptions in the book.

He quickly flipped through the geography, and saw the extremely cold ice field, the lonely smoke in the desert, the high mountains and the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.Seeing the stories compiled in the storybook, the dynasties rotate, the emperor is in power, the family declines, and people and dragons fight.

Compared with the world he is familiar with, this world is similar, more vast and colorful.

Lu Tingqin found a fuzzy and abstract map, followed a long river with his fingertips, meandering down, circled the location that should be his hometown, sighed, and covered his eyes with the back of his hand for a long time.

Naiju was snoring in her sleep, her paws twitching.

Lu Tingqin's heart returned to the comfortable and safe secret room, and rubbed the cub's restless paws.

He picked up a big rabbit doll made by Ye Wanggui and stuffed it in his arms.The books were stacked on the rabbit, and he settled down to find records about the ocean one by one.

Dragons were born in the sea and competed with humans for land.

Some ascetics practice lightness kung fu and travel thousands of miles a day, trying to find out how high the sky is and how wide the earth is. They see that the southeast, north, south, and north sides of the mainland are all surrounded by an endless sea.

Starting from the coast again, sometimes it is stormy, sometimes shrouded in fog, sometimes the space is torn and lost.The number of visitors gradually decreased.

The end of the ocean has become a taboo, and no one can answer what is on the other side of the ocean.

Lu Tingqin dipped his pen into the ink, and put a question mark on the description of the end of the sea.

Suddenly, there was a moving sound from the organ stone, ding ding ding, followed by a knocking sound.

Lu Tingqin tapped on the wall behind him in response.

The ceiling in one corner of the secret room opened upwards, revealing a passage of light.

Ji He jumped in and landed lightly, the hem of his indigo gold silk robe fluttered as he fell, like a bird that cherishes its feathers.

"Senior Brother Ji?" Lu Tingqin stood up, "I happen to have something to ask you."

He was lying on his back reading a book, and when he moved, the things stacked on his stomach fell to the ground.

Ji He loosened his neckline, as if something was weighing on him, making him restless and out of breath, when he saw Lu Tingqin, he laughed.

"You really like this silly rabbit, I want to tell Ye Wanggui to sew another one for you—"

"Brother, don't." Lu Tingqin sat down quietly, packed up his books, and made room for Ji He to do.

"Come on, what's the matter?" Ji He refused the pillow and sat cross-legged in front of Lu Tingqin.

He likes to adorn his body with gold and silver jewellery, and when he stays in the secret room, he is illuminated by the night pearl, shining brightly.

Lu Tingqin felt that he had been flashed, and asked bluntly, "Where is the Dragon Palace?"

"Xiao Wu, I came all the way here, and your first sentence is about that brat?" Ji He raised his beautiful eyebrows all of a sudden, as if he was about to cut the road and listen to the piano.

"Cough cough." Lu Tingqin avoided Ji He, and fake coughed twice in embarrassment.

No way, although Senior Brother Ji doesn't like it, this is what he cares most about right now.

In the dream, Zhuiyue Xianzun mentioned that the Dragon Palace is divided into the East China Sea and the South China Sea.But looking through the things at hand, I can't find the specific where and how to get there.

Thinking of the sea water, Lu Tingqin moved uncomfortably.He doesn't like getting wet all over.

Seeing Lu Tingqin, Ji He frowned, with a serious expression, stretched out the back of his hand and pressed it to his forehead. "Why are you still coughing?"

"No." Lu Tingqin apologized.Putting cold fingers on Ji He's hand, reassuring him.

A few days ago, perhaps due to the sequelae of high fever, his lungs were itchy and he often coughed when speaking.After Li San's diagnosis, it was confirmed that there was no serious problem, but Ji He and Ye Wanggui were facing the enemy, and at the slightest sign of trouble, they wished to call Li San over for another diagnosis.

"It's better to be fine, take a good rest these few days." Ji He said, "Dragon palaces exist all over the world, and there are no adult dragons to lead the way."

When he mentioned the dragon, he frowned in disgust.

"Don't ask me where to find the Dragon Clan. They haven't appeared for a long time after the last war. I saw a few sporadically when I was a child, but they all died after cramp and skinning."

Lu Tingqin thought of the dragon tendons hanging in Pharmacist's Valley, and the pressure suddenly increased. "The same is true for the East China Sea Dragon Palace?"

Ji He looked at Lu Tingqin suspiciously.

"Don't tell me, the wind in the East China Sea is not the same recently... But if you want to enter, the way is the same, you still have to find the Dragon Clan. Xiao Wu, you don't want to go to the Dragon Palace if you help that kid transform."

He leaned forward, his eyes were sharp and cloudy, staring at Lu Tingqin's dodging eyes.

"The Xuanqing Sect and the Dragon Clan are not very easy to deal with. You stay in the mountains honestly, and if you make any moves, you must call me."