All Immortal Sect Forced Me to Change Dao Couple[Transmigration Book]

Xiantong nodded slightly and smiled, his attitude was very different from before: "The Taoist priest has ordered, and if we are destined, we will meet Sect Master Jing."

The implication is that he does not want to be named for the time being.

Jing Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and tipped Xiantong a little: "Fate is such a vain thing, I don't believe it."

It must be that the benefactor didn't pay enough to keep the hush money, or maybe it didn't matter if Jing Zhou knew about it, Xiantong rolled his eyes, slipped the tip into his sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Go up!" Lin Cheng, the seventh son of the Gu family."

Gu Qigong, Gu Chengwang?Jing Zhou quickly entered the name into the system, and found that it was just a background board that appeared only once and didn't even have any lines. Why was this background board willing to spend a lot of money to book a room for the four of them?

Moreover, according to the records in the book, this Mr. Gu Qi is a demented child with a congenital deficiency, or a cripple, who can only sit in a wheelchair all year round. It is unreasonable to think about it...

"I'm not familiar with Mr. Gu Qi, so I can't just accept favors from others. We can just live in our own guest room."

Xiantong showed a look of embarrassment: "Sect Master Jing, once the room is booked, it cannot be refunded."

"Then you can talk to Young Master Gu Qi."

"This……"

The young man coughed a few times at the side, Jing Zhou and Xiantong looked over at the same time, the young man said: "Since it is Mr. Gu Qi's intention, don't make things difficult for little fellow Taoist."

Jing Zhou was in a dilemma: "But——"

The young man glanced away, and whispered in Jing Zhou's ear: "Brother Zhou, I don't want to live crowded with people."

This low and hoarse voice of brother Zhou made Jing Zhou's ears melt.

"Okay, let's stay here first, and I'll return the money to Young Master Gu Qi when I find a chance."

The young man nodded contentedly, and Xiantong looked at the young man gratefully... He finally understood who had the most right to speak among this group of people.

So Xiantong finally led the four masters and apprentices to the reserved guest room smoothly, and explained along the way: "There are three guest rooms in total, two single rooms and one double room, and the double room on the second floor belongs to the two young masters. With that said, Xiantong handed over the key to Qi Wusuo and Qi Wuwei.

The Qi family twins were a little confused, as were Jing Zhou and the boy.

Qi Wusuo said: "Little fellow daoist, the guest room for two should belong to my master and wife."

Xiantong frowned slightly, and shook his head: "The Taoist priest specially instructed that the double room is for the two Young Masters, and Sect Master Jing and Young Master Yu made other arrangements."

"But this..."

"Just follow the arrangement. It doesn't matter if you stay here first." Jing Zhou interrupted Qi Wusuo's question, tugged at the boy's sleeve, and went to the third floor with Xian Tong.

"Xi'er, do you know Young Master Gu Qi?"

The boy tilted his head and shook his head: "I've heard of it, but I don't know it, maybe I forgot."

"..."

Xiantong led them to an extremely elegant guest room at the north end of the porch on the third floor: "This is Mr. Yu's."

After handing over the key, Xiantong led Jing Zhou to walk in the opposite direction: "Sect Master Jing follows me."

"Wait a minute, what's the point of Gu Qigong's arrangement?" The young man held the key and asked Xiantong who was about to leave.

Xiantong shook his head: "We don't know about that."

As a result, Jing Zhou's guest room was on the southernmost side of the third floor, almost an entire inn away from the boy.

Jing Zhou doubted in his heart, is this Mr. Gu Qi trying to separate him from Yu Ci on purpose?Could it be that he is also one of Yu Ci's admirers?With reasonable doubts, Jing Zhou was careful, after all, his wife is a heartthrob.

After packing up the luggage, the four masters and apprentices went out for dinner. Jing Zhou couldn't eat outside food, so he could only chew on the dry food that the boy had prepared in advance. But in all fairness, it was dried plum vegetables that had been stored for half a month and kept fresh in a spiritual box The rice balls are definitely not inferior to the food in the canteen on the island.

Qi Wuwu ate a few mouthfuls of Yangchun noodles from the cafeteria, and curled his lips: "Master, are there any more rice balls?"

Jing Zhou threw two to him: "The last one."

Qi Wuwu blamed: "Junior Brother, why did you grab food from Master..."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Having said that, Qi Wuwu still ate rice balls with relish.

Jing Zhou smiled: "Eat it, anyway, I have had a mouthful, and I can't be hungry." It's not that I can't be hungry, but I can't die from starvation. If I really want to eat, a hundred rice balls are no problem for Jing Zhou.

Qi Wusuo shook his head with a wry smile: "Master dotes on us too much."

The boy who was most favored by Jing Zhou put down his chopsticks: "I will borrow the kitchen of the inn later to make supper for Brother Zhou."

"No, no, you are tired along the way, take a rest earlier."

The young man ignored his refusal and asked, "Do you want beef noodles or wontons?"

Jing Zhou paused for a moment, then answered honestly: "Beef noodles."

Qi Wuyou looked at the young man silently: "Me too..."

Qi Wusuo stretched out his hand to cover Qi Wuwu's mouth, Qi Wuwu could only look pitifully at Jing Zhou, Jing Zhou looked at the young man, and the young man smiled: "Okay, I'll cook three bowls."

Only then did Qi Wusuo let go of Qi Wuwu's hand, and Qi Wuwu muttered: "Master is so kind."

"I just know how to eat." Qi Wusuo raised his forehead, and Qi Wuwu hummed and didn't refute.

The cafeteria was full of disciples from various families in the cultivation world, and many of them knew Jing Zhou as juniors, and when they passed by, they would respectfully salute him as juniors.

Jing Zhou thought to himself that although Brother Jing is poor, he still has a decent reputation in the cultivation world.

There are also quite a few girls who, after bowing to him as a junior, quietly shifted their eyes to the young man beside him, forgetting to look at them, and shyly turned their faces away after seeing them, and hurriedly talked with other girls after they walked away. Whispering, looking happy and shy.

Jing Zhou thought, his new Taoist leader is really a fan of all people, and even the female cultivators are fascinated by Tanmei novels.

How did he know that it wasn't Yu Ci who the female cultivators were obsessed with, but the two protagonists in the storybook that was quietly circulated...

After dinner, the young man really borrowed the kitchen to cook noodles, and it didn't take long before he brought out two bowls of noodles. Qi Wuwu and Jing Zhou were waiting at the door of the kitchen. Two puppies waiting to be fed.

Qi Wusuo didn't have the habit of eating late at night, so he shared all the noodles with his younger brother. Qi Wuwu raised his head from the steaming heat, with no expression on his face: "Brother is so kind."

Qi Wusuo said, "Whoever feeds you is good."

Qi Wuwei not only did not refute, but also sincerely said yes, quite honestly.

After supper, the four of them went back to their respective rooms. When they went upstairs, Qi Wusuo asked in Jing Zhou's ear: "Master, if you want to live with Master's wife, it doesn't matter if we change rooms."

Cultivators have keen five senses. Although Qi Wusuo whispered in his ears, his voice was definitely not low. The young man probably heard it, but acted as if he hadn’t heard it. Jing Zhou glanced at him indifferently: "Forget it." , just live like this."

Qi didn't want to say anything, he just nodded, and Qi Wuwu, who was standing beside him, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After returning to the room, Jing Zhou was too lazy to ask Xiantong to prepare bath water, so he brought a change of clothes to the public bathroom to take a bath.

Although he is a practitioner, the fatigue of the long journey is still accumulated in his body. Jing Zhou took off his clothes and leaned against the side of the bath, wringing out a hot towel to cover his face. It was early, and there were few people in the bathroom, so he was happy to soak in the hot water and close his eyes to rest.

In less than a cup of tea, a few disciples of the Sun family from Luoyue City in the Eastern Region came to the bathroom. They must have drunk wine, soaked in the pool, and started to gossip. The content revolves around the spiritual sale event, besides the buried spring sword, which is the finale, what other magic tools are worth buying, the love affairs of several fairies and outer disciples in the cultivation world, and the biggest melon in the Eastern Region in recent months—— Gu Qigongzi Gu Chengwang's recovery of consciousness.

Hearing that it was related to Gu Chengwang, Jing Zhou hurriedly paid attention and listened carefully.

Gu Chengwang has been a dementia since birth. He can't speak and has disabled legs. He just sits in a wheelchair and cries and laughs foolishly all day long. It can be said that life is worse than death.Although the Patriarch of the Gu family thought he was ashamed, he couldn't bear to kill him, so he just asked his servants to feed him every day and raised him as a useless person, but this idiot suddenly spoke two months ago...

"The weirdest thing is that Mr. Gu Qi was full of words that others couldn't understand at the beginning, but now he suddenly became clear-sighted, and he came to the spirit sale meeting. It's really unexpected."

"What do you mean when you are full of words that others don't understand?"

"You don't know? When Gu Qigong first opened his mouth, he insisted that he was not Gu Chengwang. He kept saying that he was going back to Xuanji Mountain. In his dream, the third son and the third son called. The Gu family was worried that they would offend people in Xuanji Mountain. After Gu Chengwang's words, he still suppressed this matter to death, but there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and Gu Chengwang's nonsense words are now known by several families in the Eastern Region."

"Could it be possible that the third son is talking about Yuci from Jiulin City?"

"That's right, I'm afraid Gu Chengwang has read too much of Jing Yu's story, and is too involved in the drama."

"Hahaha, I heard that female nuns are circulating that now, I really don't understand what's so good about two men."

"Although Gu Chengwang is now sober, I think his obsession with Xuanji Mountain has not disappeared. I heard that he has been inquiring about Xuanji Mountain and Sect Master Jing this month. The people from the mountain are all here, I don't know if Gu Chengwang will make any moves..."

"Who knows, but please keep your voices down, in case there are acquaintances of Sect Master Jing here..."

Jing Zhou deliberately concealed his aura, and covered his face with a towel, so the young monks could not notice his presence, and they wentssiped with each other about him and Yu Ci before changing the subject. Gossip.

Jing Zhou was not in a hurry, he put his hands on the edge of the bath and waited quietly until a few young monks finished washing and left, then he walked out of the bath and put on his clothes unhurriedly.

Sure enough, Gu Chengwang came prepared.

The half-wet hair was scattered on the newly changed clothes, and Jing Zhou didn't have the time to take care of it, thinking about the various possibilities of the plot.

But what is his role?Could it be the assist target sent by the system?Jing Zhou thinks that the possibility is not great, and he has not thought of more possibilities for the time being.

Before returning to his guest room, Jing Zhou's hand to push the door stopped, and there was a smell of someone in the room.

And that person is...

"Brother Zhou, come in."

Jing Zhou pushed the door open and entered, the room was not lit, the windows were open, and the bright moonlight shone in, just falling on the raised quilt of the bed.

Jing Zhou subconsciously confirmed that he was right, this is his own guest room.

He said calmly, "Xi'er, why are you here?"

The boy turned over and looked at him in the dark: "Come and sleep with Brother Zhou."

It was very natural to say this, and Jing Zhou sneered in his heart. Fortunately, he regarded the other party as the target of the attack, so he naturally had a line of defense in his heart, otherwise he might have fallen under the rambunctious words of this little bastard.

Jing Zhou calmly walked to the side of the couch and sat down, staring at the flirtatious and irresponsible little bastard from top to bottom, and smiled slightly: "Why? Are you not used to sleeping?"

"Well, I'll choose the bed." The young man moved in to make room for Jing Zhou.

Jing Zhou didn't hesitate, and lay down on it leisurely: "The beds in the inn are all the same."

"It's not the same," the boy yawned, his voice hoarse, "I'm used to sleeping on Brother Zhou's bed."

Jing Zhou's heart skipped a beat, damn it, this little bastard is too flirtatious.