The devil attacks me every day

The night wind swept in, and the candlelight danced.

The flames flickered the faces of the two people sitting opposite each other. Zhuang Qing glanced at the full moon outside the window, raised his hand, and the window slowly closed by itself, also blocking the window.

I live in the soft moonlight like hoarfrost.

After getting out of the bath, Zhuang Qing casually put on a white dress with the neckline slightly open.The wet hair tips are still dripping with water, and the whole body exudes a fragrance of herbs.

He poured a cup of tea for Meng Qi'an, and poured another cup for himself.The fragrance of tea curls up with a bit of the coolness of bamboo leaves. This is a kind of tea called Green Bamboo.

It is not expensive, and ordinary people in Zeshu Mansion can afford it.

He didn't expect Zhuang Qing to drink Fanpin, he thought that people of this status would not eat the grains of the world.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Meng Qi'an sat upright and solemnly analyzed the events of the day to Zhuang Qing, "...if we want to be as smart as the murderer that day...

To haunt ghosts, it must be possible to use the Void Talisman. "

"Void Talismans are hard to make, and the blood of phantom beasts is hard to come by." Zhuang Qing thought thoughtfully, "Even if Zhuang Beichuan has anything valuable on him,

It's not worth a Void Talisman... He doesn't seek money just to kill, Zhuang Beichuan's life? ...Or, Mr. Meng, have you ever provoked anyone? "

Meng Qi'an's face was pale, and he couldn't help but lower his voice by three points, "What kind of provocation are you talking about?"

"..." Zhuang Qing took a deep look at the young man, "It's worth buying/murdering/killing/someone."

"That's not true." Meng Qi'an replied very readily.

He has always reported revenge on the spot, how could he plant such a big thunder for himself.

Zhuang Qing pondered for a long time, gently rubbing the teacup back and forth with his knuckle fingers, "...the Void Talisman comes and goes without a trace.

Carrying a human life on your back, it is difficult to get rid of the suspicion on you... unless..."

"Unless what?" Meng Qi'an asked.

"Unless." Zhuang Qing's black eyes flickered, "Let the murderer kill you again."

"..."

Meng Qi'an was stunned for a few seconds, and then couldn't help laughing, "Although it sounds uncomfortable, I agree."

The two talked at night by candlelight, starting from every detail, to simulate the next situation that the murderer had to fall into.

After the two people's hearty discussions were over, the east was slightly pale, and it was almost dawn.

Meng Qi'an only felt that the relationship with Zhuang Qing was mysterious at this time.If you say how familiar they are, it's just that they have met a few times.but how many sides

A friend who is willing to help like this because of fate?

So he couldn't help but asked the question hidden in his heart: "Zhuang Zhenren, you and I just met by chance, you not only wished me escape, but also wished me peace of mind.

The bureau washes away the grievances... Although I have long heard that Tiansheng Zhuang Nanhai is kind and impartial, but this matter is related to the dealer after all, why on earth did you help?

I? "

After talking all night long, Zhuang Qing's wet hair was dry.He smiled self-deprecatingly, and the silky hair slid down his shoulders.At that moment Meng Qi'an

His eyes were straightened, and he wondered why a man could see so well, so he couldn't help but look again and again.

"Wonderful praise." Zhuang Qing said, "The reason why I am willing to listen to your explanation is not because of impartiality."

He fixed his eyes on the huge landscape screen in the distance, "It is said that Zhuang Qing was born with the ability to control the spirit, and he is born supreme...but I just

When he was born, he was regarded as a demon boy because he could not control his spiritual power, and almost died.If my teacher Tao Changyu hadn't brought me back to Wanting through Zeshu, I would have died before I was one year old.

died. "

"For me, the Zhuang clan is a relationship that can calm down and think. There is no loophole in your defense. On the contrary, you will not stop at a distance.

The killing of Zhuang Beichuan at Wuli was full of loopholes.I don't mind saving you before we investigate. "

Speaking of this, his eyes returned to Meng Qi'an's face, and he said without emotion: "I don't know if Mr. Meng feels cold for such an answer.

Thin? "

Cold-blooded?

From the point of view of the Zhuang family in Zeshu Prefecture, Zhuang Qing's decision to make such a choice is indeed "cool", but to Meng Qi'an, it is not.

in this way.

Both of Meng Qi'an's parents died since he was a child, and he and his elder sister depended on each other for life.For him, why can't the Meng family be described as cool and thin?Everyone knows Meng Qi'an

He is the son of Meng Xinyuan, the only son of the head of the Meng family, but even though they are blood relatives, the Meng family did not treat the siblings more than half a bit preferentially.

The scolding that stabbed the spine, the out-of-the-box slander of Sister's mother, pushing, beating, saliva on the face... Meng Qi'an took a deep breath

, slightly closed his eyes.

Speaking of coolness, they are far from worthy of the word.

Zhuang Qing was almost killed by his clansmen because of his natural immortal bones. He has no sense of belonging to the dealer who knows a little about the world and has not been back several times in the past 30 years.

It's an extremely normal thing.

Just like Meng Qi'an never regarded the Meng family as his home.

"I think your answer is sincere and casual." Meng Qi'an changed the subject and asked suddenly, "I wonder if Master Zhuang ever married a wife?

Meng Qi'an thinks that Zhuang Qing is an excellent person.Not only is he modest and polite, he can distinguish right from wrong, but he also has a gentle temper, neither arrogant nor rash, but has a thunderous attitude in his work.

With the power of thunder, not to mention the peerless talent that has become famous all over the world, no one will doubt whether he can become a saint.For him, as long as he gets rid of the demons, he can break through the shackles.

Shackles, enter the monk's highest hall.

Zhuang Qing was taken aback by Meng Qi'an's sudden inquiry, but still answered honestly: "Never."

"Very good!" Meng Qi'an's eyes shone brightly in the night: "Realist Zhuang, forgive me for being abrupt. I think you are very good and I like you very much.

If I don't ask you today, I will regret it for the rest of my life! "

Zhuang Qing in the dream hadn't responded yet, and could only wander around as a phantom in Meng Qi'an's dream Zhuang Nanhai couldn't sit still.

Like it very much?how do I say this?

His eyes were burning, and he looked nervously at Zhuang Qing who was also dull.

Zhuang Qing was shocked by Meng Qi'an's sudden confession, his mind went blank, cracks appeared in his usually unhurried voice, with a little dissatisfaction

OK: "You, what do you want to ask?"

Since the demon dragon fell, the world has been peaceful for nearly ten thousand years.

The comfortable life gives the monks more choices. They no longer have to do their best for the common people in the world, and they don't have to be an ascetic monk or a

Guardians, they can also have their own voices and choices, and even find a same-sex Taoist couple...

Gudong.

Zhuang Qing didn't show it on the face, but his heart was like a heavy stone falling into the sea and setting off a stormy sea.

The young man's smile is as bright as the sun, shining as brightly as his name, "I have met so many people, but I always feel that something is missing. Although you

I have only met a few people, but if you want to say who I recognize the most, it must be you Zhuang Zhenren. "

Zhuang Qing has lived for nearly 30 years, and it was the first time she felt what it was like to be "on pins and needles".

It's not that he hasn't been confessed by others.In the Wan Ting Sect, he is the little martial uncle respected by everyone. How many female cultivators secretly passed the book to him with spirit birds,

Or wait where he must pass, or even rush directly to his Yunlan Peak, just to express his sincerity that he will not respond to.

It's not that no male cultivator has done such a thing to him.

In the first few times, he didn't understand what it meant, thinking it was just the enthusiasm among fellow students.Once a male cultivator gave him a bottle of nourishing pills, but Su shook his head.

When he hit it, he leaned forward and back with laughter and almost burst into tears.

Zhuang Qing only felt that as a man, he didn't need something feminine like Yangyan Pill.Who knows it's okay if you don't explain it, but once you explain it, Su Yao smiles even harder

After taking him to Chihua Peak and listening to the human storybook for an afternoon, I realized that male cultivators and male cultivators can form bonds like ordinary male cultivators and female cultivators.

For Taoist couple.

Since then, for Yu Zhuangqing, same-sex Taoist couples are just like ordinary Taoist couples, as long as the two of them share the same mind, others don't need to criticize.

But this matter really fell on him, Zhuang Qing didn't know how to react for a while.

"...But if you want to say who is the person I most approve of, it must be you Zhuang Zhenren." Meng Qi'an's eyes were piercing, as if they were twinkling like stars:

"If it were you, I would still entrust my sister to you!"

The young man in front of him was so straightforward that he was almost naked. Zhuang Qing did pay attention to the young man a little differently from others, but that was far from what he wanted.

pass the point...

Wait, what did he just say?

Zhuang Qing regained her strength and asked Chi: "Are you trying to be a matchmaker for your sister?"

"That's right!" Meng Qi'an nodded, "My sister, Meng Shu, whose name is Zhile, is three years older than me, and her character and talent are first-class!

Well... Zhuang Zhenren saw me, so he knew that my sister would not be ugly! ... I know, my sister has some messy rumors, but that's not true!

My sister brought me up single-handedly, and never left Liufeng Mansion for half a step. How could she be the person in the rumors? "

Zhuang Qingyi should breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that a big stone should be put down in his heart.But the pity that came out of nowhere made him feel complicated for no reason

, Difficult to answer: "...This is not a question of your sister's character."

Meng Qi'an didn't understand, and asked: "What's the problem? I think you are very good, and my sister is also a very good person. If you have met my sister, you can

Will definitely like her! ...I have no other intentions, just thinking, if there is a chance, I can take you to meet her...Multiple friends

It's also good. "

After Zhuang Qing quickly adjusted his mood, he was finally able to resolutely reject the young man's proposal. He coughed twice and said: "Master taught me since I was a child,

Before the Dao Dharma is perfect, don't make any thoughts, I'm afraid you will disappoint Mr. Meng's kindness. "

"Why should you cut off love and affection?" Meng Qi'an was very puzzled, "Fan Nian, what is Fan Nian?"

"Desire, money, love, affection, power..." Zhuang Qing seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were firmer than before, "Mr. Meng,

If you want to ask me what is mortal thought, you might as well think about it, what is a demon. "

Meng Qi'an's beautiful brows and eyes were wrinkled.He thought about it carefully for a long time, and asked cautiously: "Could it be... that your Wan Ting Sect has no conclusion?

A monk who is a Taoist companion?If they really can't move all thoughts, aren't they unforgivable sins? "

"..."

Zhuang Qing was speechless for a moment.

"I'm not arguing with you." He knew that his mind was complicated, and the young man in front of him could easily mess up his emotions for some reason, "What do you do today?"

Mr. Liang Shang had a reason, and I promised to help you.If there is no other matter, Mr. Meng should not come to Zhuwai for the time being. "

The author has something to say:

Zhuang Nanhai: I'm sorry, I'm getting emotional, you should go now, I don't want to see you! !

Meng Qian:? ? ?What the hell happened? ?Isn't this a fun chat?