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

Jing Zhou walked to the story book stall, and asked the peddler who was about to close the stall when it was sold out: "Excuse me, do you know who the author of this story book is?"

The peddler shook his head impatiently: "I don't know, which author will use his real name."

"It's annoying."

Jing Zhou pondered for a moment, hid the scriptures in his sleeves, and went to the end of the Guiyanlou line to line up again.

It wasn't until dark that Jing Zhou bought a paper bag of rose crisps. On the way back, he drank two jars of chilled lotus wine and took them back to Jindu Mountain to cheer Yu up.

It was meal time when we returned to the mountains. Jing Zhou was so hungry that his stomach was screaming, but Yu Ci did not prepare the meal like in the past. It’s a side-by-side method, incense with bitter weed grass and then acupuncture on a few major acupoints. It is said that it can eliminate hunger and suppress appetite. It has been tried by folk girls who want to maintain their slenderness, as well as monks who have not been able to eat grains and have to retreat. , Senior Jing, can you give it a try?"

Hearing this, Jing Zhou was stunned. He wanted to eat steadily as before, and didn't want to use incense and needles, but seeing Yu Ci's earnest and expectant appearance, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod: "Okay." ..."

He put the snacks and wine on the table: "By the way, I bought rose cakes and lotus wine for you. Try it while it's fresh, do you like it?"

After all, rose crisps should be served while they are hot, and iced lotus wine should be kept cold, neither of which should be kept for too long.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ci, who was tinkering with bitter weeds here, was also stunned, and said bravely: "Okay, let me eat it later... Give Senior Jing the needle first."

Jing Zhou's stomach growled in a timely manner, so he reluctantly took off his clothes and lay down on the couch: "Okay."

I was still thinking about it, and the taste of the dim sum would not be good if left for a long time...

Jing Zhou took off his clothes smoothly, but the eyes of Yu Ci, who was holding the acupuncture box over there, were all wide-eyed. He muttered "Do not look at the body with evil" but he was very honest and couldn't move his eyes away. His eyes were always glued to Jing Zhou's tight and beautiful back. When he went up, his face was red and his ears were red, and he couldn't hold the acupuncture box firmly.

Jing Zhou naturally didn't notice it, he lay on the couch and waited for Yu Ci to give acupuncture, but he waited and waited but Yu Ci didn't come, he glanced from the side of the pillow and found Yu Ci holding the acupuncture box in a daze: " Cier? What's wrong?"

Yu Ci suddenly came back to his senses: "No, it's nothing, I'll come right away."

As he said that, he hurriedly washed his hands in the spiritual washroom, dried them, and then took a needle and pricked Jing Zhou's back.

Because he was nervous and his hands trembled, the needles were extremely painful, painful and itchy...Jing Zhou tried his best not to speak, after all, no matter how uncomfortable the needles from his Taoist partner were, he had to grit his teeth and suffer.

After finally finishing the injection, Yu Ci lit bitter weeds in the room again, the strong smell of smoke spread rapidly, choking them so much that they couldn't keep their eyes open, Yu Ci was still coughing, Jing Zhou lying on his back full of needles On the couch, her eyes were full of tears, her life was hopeless like a dead fish.

Can't you eat well... It hurts and chokes, and it's troublesome, why bother?

Of course, these complaints Jing Zhou only dared to say in his heart, even if Yu Ci gave him another ten thousand needles, he would grit his teeth and agree.

But his stomach growled inappropriately, and the gurgling sound was not small, and the two fell silent at the same time...

After a while, Yu Ci put out the bitter weed in embarrassment, and opened the window to let the air out: "It seems useless..."

Jing Zhou sat up, put his hands behind his back, pulled out the silver needles all over his back with difficulty, and said with a smile: "If you don't try, how will you know if it will work, if not, forget it."

"How about senior Jing's inability to eat..."

"I'll just eat the food you cook."

"But I..."

"Ok?"

"I... don't know how to cook." Yu Ci bit his lips, and his face blushed again, but this time he was not shy, but ashamed.

Because he knows that Qi Jue can cook good dishes, and the most important thing is that Jing Zhou can swallow them.

All this, Qi Wusuo told him clearly.

Jing Zhou was stunned, dazed for a moment, memories were mixed together layer by layer, the information that Yu Ci could not cook was burned into his memory like common sense, but subconsciously, he thought that the other party could cook the most delicious food in the world. Delicious meals…

what happened?Which is true and which is false?

Jing Zhou's head hurt again, he thought about it, since Yu Ci said so, he definitely wouldn't do it.

"Sorry, I'm not clear at the moment..."

Yu Ci shook his head: "I can also learn to do it, but I'm afraid Senior Jing won't be able to eat it..."

Jing Zhou put on his clothes: "Don't, don't do it if you don't like it, it's a waste of time and trouble, it's not worth it."

Yu Ci just wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth again when he was on the verge of speaking, and nodded obediently: "Well, if bitter grass is useless, I will think of other ways."

Jing Zhou put the Chinese rose crisps in the paper bag on a plate: "Come and taste it, it's rare to eat it when you go back to Xuanji Mountain, and there is wine."

"…it is good."

Yu Ci sat at the table, hesitantly took a piece of Chinese rose crisp and sipped it into his mouth, holding back his brows.

He especially hates sweets, no matter how delicious they are, he can't accept them. Just taking a sip like this is the limit, the sweetness in his throat is so sweet that it's hard to swallow.

"How is it? Guiyan Tower's rose cakes are still authentic, right?"

Yu Ci was about to cry sweetly, and nodded reluctantly: "It's delicious."

"Then I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

"...No, there are too many people queuing for Guiyanlou."

"It's okay, anyway, I have enough time to recuperate from my injuries, and I won't be able to eat when I go back to Xuanji Mountain."

"..." Just when Yu Ci was so sweet that goosebumps covered his body, and he was trying to figure out how to refuse, there was a knock on the door——

The person who came was Gu Chengwang, who hadn't appeared since Jing Zhou woke up. He wanted to visit during the day, but was told that Jing Zhou had gone to the market to buy rose crisps, so he had to come here at this moment.

"Cheng Wang, you follow your brother's mischief no matter what. Since your legs are not convenient, don't make trouble."

Just as Gu Chengwang was about to answer, he suddenly saw Yu Ciku holding rose cakes and a large plate on the table, and frowned: "Master, my wife never eats sweets, why do you..."

Jing Zhou was stunned: "Ah? Didn't Ci'er like it..."

He closed his mouth again in the middle of his words, and suddenly remembered that it was written in [Strategy of Yu Ci] that Yu Ci doesn't like sweets.

Oops... But why did he always subconsciously think that Yu Ci had a sweet tooth from waking up to just now?What went wrong?

"It's okay, I like sweets too."

Yu Ci forced himself to take another bite, the sweetness filling his taste buds made him shiver, he hurriedly swallowed it before he felt sick, his face turned blue.

Without further ado, Jing Zhou snatched the Rose Crisp from his hand and threw it away: "Sorry, I misremembered."

Yu Ci: "..."

"Don't force it if you don't like it, just say it later."

"…Um."

Seeing the lotus wine on the table, Gu Chengwang frowned again: "Master, my wife never drinks alcohol."

Jing Zhou touched his nose in embarrassment: "Ci'er, really?"

Just as Yu Ci wanted to shake his head, he thought about what he promised Jing Zhou just now, and nodded again: "Well, I can practice drinking in the future."

"No need," Jing Zhou threw the lotus wine jar into Gu Chengwang's arms: "If you don't like it, you don't have to try it, Chengwang, I'll give you the wine."

Gu Chengwang: "...that's fine." He does like wine.

Gu Chengwang stayed for a while, and left after confirming that Jing Zhou was in good health.

Jing Zhou sighed heavily the moment he closed the door, what's going on with him?Can't even remember the taste and preferences of your own Taoist companion?I need my disciples to remind me again and again...

It was late at night now.

Yu Ci was about to leave, but Jing Zhou was confused: "Where are you going?"

Yu Ci also looked at Jing Zhou strangely: "Go back to the house and rest."

Jing Zhou was taken aback, hesitated for a long time and suddenly smiled: "Are you... still angry at me for bearing the punishment of heaven alone?"

Yu Ci hurriedly shook his head: "I've never been angry, I just feel that I have nothing to repay."

"Aren't you angry when you say this?"

"...?"

"If you're not angry, why are you deliberately alienating me and calling me Senior Jing?"

The candlelight flickered dimly, and being stared at by Jing Zhou with a half-smile, Yu Ci was like a cornered animal, his legs were weak and shy.

But he also guessed that Jingzhou's memory might be mistaken because of Tianlei, and he was regarded as Qi Jue...

He had already found out.

Jing Zhou's tenderness never belonged to him, but...

"Senior Jing, I..."

"Ok?"

"You admit your mistake..."

The phrase "You mistaken me, I'm not Qi Jue" hadn't had time to finish, there was just a bang, and a picture scroll fell from Jing Zhou's cuff to the ground.

The two were stunned at the same time, and when they looked again, the rolling scroll had already unfolded.

The air froze for a moment, and the person in the painting was dressed in a red dress, looking at Jing Zhou with a pair of narrow eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and Jing Zhou was stunned.

long silence.

"Senior Jing, where did you... find this painting?"

The blush on Yu Ci's face quickly faded, and compared with the bloody red dress of the person in the painting, he looked pale and pitiful.

Jing Zhou thought seriously and shook his head: "I don't remember."

When did he bring this painting with him? He has no memory at all, and...

"The person in the painting is Qi Jue, right?"

Yu Ci nodded: "That's right."

Jing Zhou glanced at the gloomy and tranced expression, knowing that he was jealous because he had hidden someone else's portrait, so he picked up the portrait, glanced at it casually, and immediately ignited a cluster of spirits on his fingertips. fire.

Burned.

Seeing the rapidly rising flames, Yu Ci was dumbfounded: "Senior, you just burned him like this..."

Jing Zhou took it for granted, "What else? Why keep Qi Jue's portrait?"

Yu Ci hesitated again and again, and said with a pale face: "You really don't remember at all...?"

Jing Zhou: "Huh? Remember what?"

Yu Ci looked at Jing Zhou, and in the flickering candlelight, he saw his own shadow in Jing Zhou's eyes. At that moment, all his sincerity was wiped out.

So he shook his head lightly: "Nothing."

Jing Zhou smiled, raised his hand and rubbed his head: "If you are not angry anymore, just sleep here."

like before.

Yu Ci didn't hesitate this time, and said happily, "Okay."

So that night, the two of them slept on the same couch with their backs facing each other. Jing Zhou fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, but Yu Ci couldn't sleep and dared not move.

He felt that he was extremely despicable. He knew it was a trick of the mirror, but he still refused to expose it, and even got involved in it.

Hey, first... let's do this.

In the early morning of the next day, the spiritual slave of the Yan family came to report that someone had delivered something to Sect Master Jing and Second Young Master Qi.

Jing Zhou was curious, who would deliberately prepare gifts for him and Qi Wuwu?Still a valuable gift.

So he called Shang Qi Wuyou to the reception hall, and Qi Wusuo and Yu Ci also followed.

I saw four young men carrying a big box that was six feet long and three feet high into the room, panting: "We have been entrusted to deliver things to Sect Master Jing and Second Young Master Qi, please inspect and accept them face to face. Good deal."

Jing Zhou and Qi Wuwu looked at each other, such a big box is really heavy, but I don't know if it is expensive or not.

When Jing Zhou approached the box, a strong smell of ink came over his face, so he was even more puzzled, and he lifted the lid of the box——

shit.

From a pile of books, by coincidence, he saw the storybook of the continuation of the sadomasochistic romance between the Ghost Master and Jing Zongzhu at the market stall yesterday...

Jing Zhou's face changed slightly, and before he could close the box, Qi Wuwei had already moved up. When he saw a box full of notebooks, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Master, these are all fresh. of."

Jing Zhou: "...they are all messed up."

Qi Wuwu had already thrown himself on the box, and said to the delivery boy, "Please thank this colleague for me."

Qi Wusuo walked over early, tipped the four porters for his younger brother, and sent them off politely.

Jing Zhou had a bad premonition in his heart, he deliberately skipped the sadomasochism book, picked up another book and flipped through it...

Grass.

The protagonists are still him and Qi Jue.

The author is still that Xi'er.

Who is playing a prank to deliberately disgust people? !

However, something even more terrifying happened. Yu Ci had already picked up one of the books and carefully read the pages... much more seriously than Jing Zhou...