After transmigrating into Mozun Master, I betrayed [Transmigration Book]

The formation has not been used for a long time, and after changes in the mansion, there is something wrong with the core of the formation, and the spiritual power explodes unexpectedly. Lin Cangming's cloak blocks part of it, a few strands of hair are cut off, and the skin under the mask slowly shows a red streak. mark.

He supported the bookshelf to stabilize his figure, his face suddenly hurt, the corners of the mask shattered, and the magic weapon lost its function and became a piece of mortal matter. Lin Cangming's eyes went dark, the mask couldn't see through the light, and he heard Ji Ya walking over to care .

"Are you okay?" Ji Ya swept away the ashes swirling around, "Your face is bleeding, quickly take off the mask and apply some medicine, what if there is a scar."

Lin Cangming raised his hand to touch it, and the warmth flowed from the broken corner of the mask. He wiped it casually and said, "It's okay, I'm not a woman."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire mask was overwhelmed and split from it.

Ji Ya faintly saw Lin Cangming's blinking long eyelashes in the fleeting gap, and before he could take a closer look, Lin Cangming quickly raised his sleeve to cover his face in surprise, turned his back to the bookshelf, and bowed his head from the sky. He took out a mask from his pocket and put it back on.

Ji Ya: "..."

Ji Ya hesitated to speak, and after a while, he said with complex emotions: "You are not a woman, and you have to promise yourself with your body when someone sees your face. Now girls don't do this kind of thing anymore, what are you doing about the Renaissance. "

He was a little inexplicably disappointed, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't tell his boss his real identity, everyone was wearing a disguise, and he had no right to be dissatisfied with Lin Cangming for covering up his true face.

"If I say that anyone who has seen my true face will die, are you still curious?" Lin Cangming asked lightly.

Ji Ya choked for a moment, then stretched out his hand, shook it and said with a smile, "Then I can close my eyes and touch it, it won't count as having seen it."

"Hmph, put away your unnecessary whimsical ideas." Lin Cangming rolled his eyes at him, regardless of whether he understood it or not, he walked back to the wall after the formation was activated, looked at the faintly visible ripples on the wall, and moved closer to the wall. past.

Ji Ya blinked, and Lin Cangming disappeared as if submerged in the water. He picked up the mask fragments on the ground and sent them to the wall. Then he felt a gravitational force, and the fragments disappeared after letting go.

He didn't hurry to follow in, walked to the desk, bent down and moved some table legs away, there was a black mark on the floor, like the trace left by the furniture placed all the year round, but it was not obvious, Lin Cangming pushed the desk to Here... it's like knowing where it was originally placed.

Ji Ya checked his surroundings, then looked at the teleportation array on the wall, pressed the hilt of his sword hesitantly, and walked in.

He seemed to pass through a cool waterfall, with white light flashing in front of his eyes, and when he recovered, he had already stepped into a damp room.

Ji Ya looked around, the spar lights on the ceiling were soft and bright, and the furnishings were similar to those of the study outside. There were several landscapes hanging on the wall, and the scrolls of jade slips and books were well preserved. Lin Cangming was standing in front of the desk, holding an elegant Ink ingot, staring at the gold on the ink, slightly absent-minded.

Lin Cangming still remembered this set of ink ingots. When he first went to the academy, a friend of Lin Tingzhou heard the news and made a set of ink himself as a gift. He also encouraged him to work hard and persevere.

He was already learning calligraphy and painting from his father at that time, but he was reluctant to use it, so he asked his father to put it away.

Not long after, that friend came to ask Lin Tingzhou to help him hunt down an enemy. After investigation, Lin Tingzhou found that he had killed his wife first, and it was reasonable for others to seek revenge, so he refused to do it, and advised him to make up for his mistakes. That friend He left in a rage, and later heard that he had died under the sword of the enemy, and his head was in a different place.

"Ji Ya." Lin Cangming put the ink ingot back into the box and buttoned it, and asked softly, "If your friend does something wrong, and you help him against morality, if you don't help him, you will die. How do you choose?"

"It's not difficult." Ji Ya said without hesitation, "If I want to help him, I won't care about the so-called morality. If I am too lazy to care about my relationship with him, I will use morality to block my friend's mouth, or be wrong to others. thing."

Lin Cangming laughed helplessly: "You are calling yourself a double-faced and despicable villain."

"Thank you for the compliment." Ji Ya admitted without shame, "I don't know who made the Master ask such a philosophical question?"

"I heard... the head of the Lin family has always had a sincere heart, refined, benevolent, righteous, and charitable. Although he has many friends, he can stick to the bottom line and never change." Lin Cangming turned and rummaged in the drawer of the bookcase behind him. Lin Tingzhou heard the news of his friend's death, but he was deeply moved. With a sigh, he rushed to collect the corpse for his friend.

He will not doubt his choice because of this, nor will he think that he just stood by and watched and caused his friend's death. His father is willing to believe in every friend, and at the same time, he also believes in his own behavioral philosophy. Even Lin Cangming could see that Lin Tingzhou easily offended people when he was young. , but Lin Tingzhou just laughed it off.

Lin Cangming sometimes wondered whether Lin Tingzhou was tolerant or indifferent. He dug out all the letters in Lin Tingzhou's collection and put them on the desk, which quickly filled the table.

Most of the small things are contacted by Yujian. Those who can use letters are either serious and important, or invitation cards, or just like the sense of ritual of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Ji Ya bent down to pick up a few letters, but the table immediately fell like snowflakes few.

"My lord, although the Patriarch of the Lin family has a good opinion, but the man has passed away, so there is no need to respect him so much that he is not willing to let the relics touch the ground." Ji Ya couldn't help but persuaded.

Lin Cangming emptied several full drawers, and found that Ji Ya was reluctantly holding a pile of envelopes of various colors. He smiled unconsciously, and simply thought about it, and spread all the letters on the desk on the floor. Sit on the ground and start unpacking.

If the puppet master had had friendship with Lin Tingzhou, he would have left a few letters. Fortunately, Lin Tingzhou's habit was unknown, and no one dug three feet into the secret room of this small study.

"Can I read it?" Ji Ya casually picked up a letter and shook it, "Master, if you want to find something, you might as well tell me some key words, and I will help."

Lin Cangming thought about it, and said, "Just find the puppet master."

Ji Ya didn't ask much, nodded and began to open the letter, but his brain didn't stop. Since he was looking for the puppet master in Lin Tingzhou's private letter, and combined with Yan Yufei's previous proposal to send the puppet master to Hancheng by hanging boat, the puppet master must have He has a close relationship with Lin Tingzhou.

The smell of paper and ink lingered for a long time, and Ji Ya got some debris on his fingertips. After tearing apart a small pile, he couldn't help but hiss and sigh: "The Patriarch of the Lin family has too many friends. I've seen more than ten names in a while. He’s also a big guy, doesn’t he pay much attention to making friends? Look at this guy, he borrows money as soon as he asks, and even says he will pay it back together with the last time, I bet he will definitely renege on his debt.”

Lin Cangming raised his eyes to look at the letter in Ji Ya's hand, leaned over to take a look, and asked coldly, "When do you plan to pay back Jin Sheng's money? I won't give you any money."

"It's okay, I've got it all together." Ji Ya clapped his hands and said quickly.

Lin Cangming paused, and couldn't help feeling excited: "Miss Wanyue from the Green Yuan Building cost you a lot, how did you get it together?"

Ji Ya heard his awkward biting of the word Wanyue, so he cleared his throat and pretended to be modest: "Then what, before I went back to the inn, I won a few rounds by luck."

Lin Cangming: "..."

Lin Cangming squeezed the letter paper and said, "Do you know that Du Shen, who borrowed money from the letter, ended up in the end?"

Ji Ya asked: "What happened to him?"

Lin Cangming sneered and said, "At the gambling table, someone broke his hands, his spiritual veins were crippled, and he died in depression."

Ji Ya: "..."

Ji Ya said with a sneer: "Big gambling can hurt your body, I understand."

He picked up a new envelope casually, fanned it with his hands, and smelled a peaceful and distant green bamboo scent in the wind. The paper and ink were all top-grade, and they hadn't been damaged by moisture over the years.

On the envelope was written Wang Jun's relatives, and the handwriting was familiar. Ji Ya poured out the letter paper and threw it away, and the eyes were full of smart and elegant handwriting.

There is not much content, and he can read it with a glance. Most of the words are medicinal materials, with weights attached, like a prescription, and there is a sentence at the end of the letter, "Brother Li is leaving, I will make an appointment and ask him to see your son. Tell your son for me again, don't give up the treatment."

Ji Ya looked at the advice at the end that deliberately left a few characters away, and a person seemed to be raising eyebrows and holding back a smile to pretend to be sincere in his mind.

He didn't know what effect the prescription had. Just as he was about to put down the letter paper, he suddenly felt blessed as if struck by lightning, and shifted his attention from the prescription to the handwriting.

Every turning point, every stroke, and every ending of those calligraphy and paintings made him very familiar. He even began to recall when he wrote this letter in a trance, and then suddenly came back to his senses, remembering that this is Ji Xiajun's handwriting.

"Ji Ya?" Lin Cangming called out loudly, but Ji Ya was stunned holding the letter paper, he called out twice before Ji Ya looked over hesitantly.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Ji Ya folded the letter paper and put it back into the envelope, and threw it among the pile of letters he had read, "The letter just now was so beautiful, I was envious for a long time."

Lin Cangming glanced half-believingly, then focused on the letter again.

Ji Ya heaved a sigh of relief, he thought of the unfinished letter from the residence of Lord Ji Xia sent by Yuxiao School, which also mentioned brother Li, but he didn't know who this brother Li was, but Lord Ji Xia, he and Lin Tingzhou had known each other for a long time , the son obviously refers to Lin Cangming, why did Lord Jixia ask him to give Lin Cangming a diagnosis and treatment?Is Lin Cangming sick?

Lin Cangming opened a letter, turned his head and suppressed a sneeze amidst the splattered paper scraps, and saw that the letter was neatly written, intending to thank Lin Tingzhou for inviting him to Hancheng. I connected the arms of a young lady and had a good talk with her. Her condition has improved, so don't worry.

There is also a greeting card inside the envelope, signed by Yi Guxing.

Lin Cangming's mind moved slightly, and he clenched his fingers little by little, feeling the joy and excitement of finally touching the truth that he had been looking for.

Although the word "puppet master" does not appear in this letter, the content can match what Yan Yufei said.

He tried everything possible to find some clues of the puppet master's existence, and now he finally got something.

Yi Guxing is the real name of the puppet master.

He put away the letter with the excitement of seeing hope, and opened all the remaining letters, but unfortunately he couldn't find any similar handwriting.

"I didn't see any signed puppet masters." Ji Ya stretched his waist, guessing that it might be almost noon, "Is there anything else to see?"

"Pack it up and go back, I've found what I want." Lin Cangming stood up and said, he took a few deep breaths to calm down the turmoil in his heart, and felt a little dizzy. If the day fails to enter the country, the internal injury will accumulate in a long stream.

"Just find it." Ji Ya calmly helped to close the letter and put it back in the drawer.

Lin Cangming brushed the dust off his sleeves, stared at his movements, and said calmly, "It's almost the end of the month, and I'll go to sinking realm with you after I retreat."

"Yeah." Ji Ya nodded vaguely in agreement, wiped the paper ashes on his hands, and returned from the original path of the teleportation formation. When he stepped out of the water curtain-like formation space, he felt a slight tingling all over his body. , the dense cracks on the formation are gradually expanding, like the thin ice on the lake being slowly crushed, and may collapse at any time.

"My lord? Hurry up, the teleportation array seems to be unable to hold on!" Ji Ya hurriedly reminded loudly, not sure if Lin Cangming could hear it.

Before he left, Lin Cangming took out another letter from the pile of letters when Ji Ya had just left. It was the one that Ji Ya had hastily packed. He didn't know what Ji Ya saw that made him surprised and puzzled, but it was definitely not as simple as calligraphy.

Just as he was about to open it to have a look, the jade slip suddenly shook, and Ji Ya anxiously sent a voice transmission saying that the teleportation array was about to disappear, so Lin Cangming had no choice but to put the letter into the Qiankun bag and rush into the array.

Ji Ya stood by and planned to respond at any time when the situation was not good. A few feathers floated out from the teleportation array. He stretched out his hand to catch it, and the familiar burning pain came out again. He quickly threw the crow feather to wipe off the blood on his hand. Unsteady flashes erupted from the teleportation array, and he couldn't help shouting again: "My lord!"

Lin Cangming jumped out of the ball of light at the critical moment, touched the ground with his toes, grabbed Ji Ya with his left hand and drew the Wanyu blunderbuss with his right hand, and fired three shots in a row. The ammunition exploded in midair, forming a sticky net, exploding the spiritual power block inside.

Ji Ya clasped Lin Cangming's shoulders, twisted his body and turned his back to the formation, the explosion in the net turned into a strange and dull sound of discouragement, and then, like a leaking balloon, several wind blades burst out from a hole.

"Cough... This Lin mansion has been in disrepair for a long time, even the teleportation array collapsed like this." Ji Ya blocked the spiritual barrier for himself in time, and the wind blade hit the barrier, and he coughed a few times as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer Lin Cangming complained.

Lin Cangming wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a rush of energy and blood, his body tilted uncontrollably, and he slid down against the bookshelf.

"Master?" Ji Ya was startled, squatted down and yelled twice, carefully opened the cloak, and found that there were several wounds on Lin Cangming's body that were soaking with blood, which should have been cut out by the turbulent space when passing through the teleportation array. The skin injury was not serious. He stretched out his hand to test Lin Cangming's pulse, and his spiritual power tended to be unstable.

It is reasonable to say that at this time he should guard the unconscious Lin Cangming, bandage and feed water to clean him up, but Ji Ya got up and stood beside Lin Cangming's legs, examining Lin Cangming with his head tilted in the quiet study.

The sun outside the window was dazzling, and the dazzling white spread from the window to the ground, and the fine dust floating in the air could not be cleaned.

Now he doesn't need to talk to Lin Cangming anymore, since he has finished his business, his brain is free, and he can have enough time to drag out the sense of disobedience from the depths of his thinking, and put together a little bit of linking.

Ji Yafu half-kneeled down again, trying to take off Lin Cangming's mask lightly, but the mask seemed to be welded to his face, he couldn't take it off, his fingertips ran across the rough and thick texture, and he couldn't describe the facial features look like.

Jin Sheng...Ji Ya's eyes fell all the way down and landed on Lin Cangming's lap, remembering the scene of Jin Sheng grabbing Lin Cangming by his tail.

"Jin Sheng... a dangerous place, a spirit beast, not named Yun..." Ji Ya unconsciously connected several key points together, even though he didn't want to believe it, he still pointed to an answer.

He knew the Lin family well, destroyed the formation to find Lin Cangming without any regrets, and even appeared in the sight of everyone in southern Xinjiang at such an appropriate time.

Ji Ya's complexion gradually became indescribable, he stood up and paced beside Lin Cangming, squatted back after a while, tried to pry off the mask but failed, grabbed his scalp in distress and anxiety, and pulled out a few hairs between his fingers when he let go.

"No, it can't be that kid." Ji Ya twitched the corners of his mouth strangely and forced a smile. In the original book, the hero has a sworn feud with Youming Pavilion, the degree of hatred is second only to Jixia Jun, and the master of Youming Pavilion has sent people several times. Chasing and killing the male lead, how could the male lead be someone's son.

……

Ji Ya looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, Lin Cangming's firecracker rolled to the side, he reached out to pick it up and wiped off the floating dust, comforting himself didn't do anything, but made the facts clearer.

The relationship between Lin Cangming and Yun Jishu is stiff, and more often it seems that Yun Jishu is his son.

Jin Sheng is a spirit beast. In the original book, when the hero escaped from the Lin family and fell into a secret realm, he was also followed by a black leopard spirit beast. When he drove Lin Cangming out of the teacher's gate at Wankuya, he also saw animal footprints on the ground... maybe At that time, Jin Sheng hid aside.

Ji Ya clenched his fist and beat his forehead twice, holding the firecracker, he noticed the two engravings on the handle of the gun, he glanced at it, then shook his hand, and almost threw the firecracker directly on Lin Cangming.

Those two words are the latter rain.

The name of the hero's saber in the original book, even though the hero abandoned the sword after Lin Yaner's death, Ji Ya still remembers this weapon that has not been seen many times.

Now that these two characters are engraved on the firecracker, it is not a coincidence that Shufen Yongqiang can comfort himself.

Of course Lin Cangming didn't need a formation to find Lin Cangming, he was Lin Cangming himself.

Ji Ya covered his face, feeling angry, helpless and decadent because his luck in the other world was still so wonderful.

If wearing new underwear to welcome the New Year's morning is very cool, then he feels like he has a pimple in his throat now. After wearing the underwear, he realized that the underwear was old and worn wrong.

Lin Cangming let out two low, hoarse coughs from his pale, thin lips. Ji Ya was taken aback, and finally let go this time, dropping the Wan Yu blunderbuss onto Lin Cangming.

The Wan Yu blunderbuss was actually not light, it weighed a few kilograms and hit him unsuspectingly, Lin Cangming covered his stomach and bent down to take a breath, and was immediately woken up by the impact.

"...What are you doing?" Looking at Ji Ya's confused expression, Lin Cangming folded the Wan Yu blunderbuss and pinned it back to his lap. Just now, the blood rushed through him, and he finally felt his mind clear.

Ji Ya smiled with difficulty and said, "It's nothing, I just found a mouse at your place."

Lin Cangming lowered his head in disgust, and stood up slowly while propping up the bookshelf, while Ji Ya stood aside, unexpectedly did not come to help him.

"Let's go, go back to the inn first." Lin Cangming glanced at Ji Ya with some concern, and Ji Ya smiled, so he had to go out first by himself.

Ji Ya followed behind Lin Cangming, with his left thumb resting on the scabbard, remembering that not long ago he was playing hard to get, but now he felt that his heart was more complicated than a cat scratching a ball of thread.

It's not that he regrets saying those words too much, now he has confirmed that Lin Ying is Lin Cangming, and more importantly, does Lin Cangming know that he is Lord Jixia.

Ji Ya got angry, his throat started to smoke, his tongue was frothing with worry, and he and Lin Cangming went out of the Lin mansion, Lin Cangming released a flock of crows and was about to take him up, Ji Ya quickly took a step away, urging the muscles on his face to hurry up Exercise an awkward laugh.

"You are injured, and it's so tiring to lead people. I can go back with the sword myself." Ji Ya repeatedly declined, and the scabbard and the sword rushed to the sky, disappearing like a meteor in the eyes of Lin Cangming who stretched out his hand sluggishly.

He landed in the inn and took the key to open the door and shut it to death. The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

Lin Cangming had repeatedly tested his attitude, asked him to play the piano, asked him if he had been to Ningyu, and asked him what he thought of the Lin Mansion...

Lin Cangming shut down Yuntu without asking why Yun sent the book to be furious.

When did Lin Cangming discover his identity?Why not expose it?To tease him, to see his jokes?

Ji Ya was leaning against the door trying desperately to remember where it was exposed, when three even and polite knocks on the door suddenly exploded in his ears.

He jumped a meter away, and then he heard the voice of the waiter from the inn coming to inform him.

"Young master, your friend checked out and changed to the Lanxiang Courtyard." Xiaoer reminded, "Your room has also been canceled. Do you need me to help you pack up and move there?"

"...No, I'll leave right away." Ji Ya breathed a sigh of relief, he had nothing to do, so he calmed down and let Xiaoer lead him to the backyard of the inn, passing through a doorway, the other courtyard was looming in the bamboo forest.

There was a burst of fragrance in the wind, Ji Ya gripped the hilt of the sword hanging from his waist, Xie Guo Xiaoer stood in the courtyard, and silently told himself that there was nothing to panic, everyone was wearing masks, you would die and I would die too , we can't just allow state officials to set fires, but not the common people to light lamps.

If it doesn't work, he will tear his face, and he will not be afraid of a fight.

"Ji Ya." Lin Cangming stood beside the bamboo forest with his arms folded at some point, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Ya was taken aback for a moment, then turned around to see Lin Cangming, and said carefully, "I didn't eat this morning, I'm hungry."

Lin Cangming: "..." I think you seem anxious.

Lin Cangming took a few steps closer, put down his arm to pull Ji Ya's sleeve, and wanted to show him the location of the room, but Ji Ya raised his hand without any trace, wiped it from the Qiankun bag, and took out a paper bag.

"I'm going to warm up some raw fried rice. My lord, I'd better go to seclusion as soon as possible. The injury can't be delayed." Ji Ya's footsteps flashed nimbly, slipping away from Lin Cangming's hand like a fish, and took a shortcut into the bamboo forest to run to the kitchen.

Lin Cangming frowned, feeling a bit awkward in his heart. He felt that there was something wrong with Ji Ya. Usually, Ji Ya would take the initiative to come to his side, so there was no time like this when he was smearing the soles of his feet.

Ji Ya went to the kitchen and sat at the table, repeatedly folded and unwrapped the raw pancake, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered where he was exposed.

It's the leave letter.

Lin Cangming became a little strange after reading the letter when he was in a coma. At that time, he only thought that Lin Cangming was struggling with the grace of saving his life, but he forgot that Jun Jixia's handwriting was the same as his own.

Lin Cangming must know Jun Jixia's handwriting, which means that he stripped his identity and exposed it to Lin Cangming.

"Ji Ya, you..." Lin Cangming chased to the door of the kitchen. Ji Ya, who always eats everything with gusto, bit the pan-fried bun, and took a long time to move his jaw to bite the dough. This scene scared him enough. Trying to see if Ji Ya had a fever, but before his fingertips even touched him, Ji Ya jumped up in a jerk, and Bao Zi was scared away.

"Cough, I'm a little tired. I'll go back to my room to rest. You go to retreat quickly. Don't dawdle. Your health is important." Ji Ya smiled apologetically, bypassed Lin Cangming, and ran away against the wall.

Standing in front of the table, Lin Cangming bent down to pick up the pan fried buns on the ground, and threw them back on the plate, his face gradually darkened.

He didn't feel wrong, Ji Ya was deliberately avoiding him. In the past, Ji Ya never minded looking at him, even through a mask, he could accurately find the focus of his eyes, sharp and calm, but now Ji Ya is looking at him without knowing. Where is the void, perfunctorily speaking words of concern.

He stared at the little bit of oil on his fingertips, and when Ji Ya expressed his appreciation for him without any pressure, he hoped that Ji Ya could stay away and calm his mind, but now Ji Ya is really avoiding him. A wild anxiety and hostility burned from the bottom of his eyes again.

Lin Cangming flicked his sleeves and threw a clump of flames into the plate, and the flames swallowed up the dinner table in a blink of an eye.

He walked slowly past Ji Ya's window, smiled, and said leisurely: "You rest, I'm going to retreat, see you in three days."

Ji Ya sat cross-legged on the couch by the window, did not open the window to answer twice, put some water in the bathroom to wash off his exhaustion, changed into a low-key long gown and black blue cloak, took out the jade slips and pondered over his words, and finally Still hang it back on your waist, and pick up the pen to write the letter again.

Lin Cangming's three-day retreat was just right, he planned to go to Yingzhou himself to find out what was recorded on the jade slips brought out of the Zongsheng Pagoda.

Rationally, he didn't kill Lin Yan'er, and he saved Lin Cangming. As long as he proved that he had nothing to do with the murderer of the Lin family, coupled with the testimony of Master Jiahong, there would be no irreconcilable conflict between him and Lin Cangming.

The brightness of the window suddenly dropped a lot. Ji Ya raised his head and looked out, and found a dark cloud was drifting over. The eastern sky was low and dark clouds gathered, leaving only the sky above their heads still blue.

He left a few words on the paper for Lin Cangming in case of emergencies, and told him that he had to leave the house for three or four days because of business, maybe he would not need it if he was lucky, and he would come back before Lin Cangming left the customs, but Ji Ya Now deeply doubting my luck.

Subconsciously, he hoped that Lin Cangming would not find out about this, and when he found the answer he wanted, he would let go of this bit of grievance, pretend to know everything and call him the master, and as soon as this illusion was broken, he would go with the wind.

Ji Ya has always been proactive, and seldom shrinks down to act like an ostrich, but now he is lying on the window, hoping that he will be more dull, and the days will pass.

The surging sea of ​​clouds finally covered the entire dome in the evening, leaving only a little bit of blue in the sky and the fiery red at the corner of the setting sun. When Ji Ya looked at the setting sun, the building was a layer of black against the light, outlining the silhouette of the ups and downs.

Standing in front of the door, he suddenly felt an unparalleled loneliness. Looking back under the dark clouds, Lin Cangming hadn't come out since he returned to the room in the afternoon.

A few birdsong sang across the sky, and the first store opened its lanterns. The warm colors broke through the night like a burning torrent, paving the streets into a noisy river of light.

Ji Ya came back to his senses and went back to the room, planning to leave quietly at midnight, when he arrived in Yingzhou, the time agreed with Yan Yucheng was just right.

There was no one to disturb the quiet courtyard, and a few hours passed quickly. Ji Ya put the letter paper face up, and tiptoedly turned off the light. Last time he wanted to go out the window and was caught by Lin Cangming, this time he simply walked out the door openly. up.

When the door was pushed open, the damp cold air rushed in, and the leaves rustled. He stood at the door and looked up at the sky. The looming moon was being covered by layers of dark clouds. It was predicted that there would be a heavy rain soon.

let's go.Ji Ya pressed the door with one hand, took a deep breath, and said to himself that he didn't betray the secrets of the Nether Pavilion, so there is nothing to be nervous about.

He took a step, turned around and closed the door with his backhand, and the next moment he met a pair of eyes burning with blue flames behind the slowly closing door.

It didn't fit right, the mask blocked most of his face, he could only see the flames dancing through the mask, he didn't know if the wound on his face was cracked again, a blood-red line dripped from the edge of the mask, and landed on it with a ticking sound. In the cracks of the floor tiles.

A chill ran straight up Ji Ya Tianling from his back, and lightning rolled across the dark clouds. Standing behind the door, Lin Cangming smiled silently like a ghost, and spoke softly amidst the ensuing thunder.

"Are you going?"

Ji Ya's arm went numb, goosebumps appeared, his right hand subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, his left fingertip hooked, and the dagger fell into his palm. He pretended to be innocent and asked curiously, "Didn't you retreat?"

"If I retreat, can I still stop you?" Lin Cangming took a step closer, Ji Ya retreated slowly, and retreated into the dark room, "You already know it."

"You know what? The autumn night is cool. If you don't go to retreat to practice, be careful of catching the cold." Ji Ya's face turned cold, and he retreated to the back of the bedroom, which is the mirror platform. There is no way out.

"Since I don't know." Lin Cangming stood still in front of Ji Ya, raised his fingers and slowly closed them, a porcelain cup appeared in his hand, and he gracefully handed it to Ji Ya, "Drink it, if you dare to drink it in Feihua City, Do you dare now?"

Ji Ya glanced into the wine glass, there was a dark red liquid, with a fishy smell, and faintly tinged with the spiciness of spirits.

"Hesitate? This is Fengdu Banquet, it's my blood." Lin Cangming raised the corner of his mouth, "As long as you drink it, I'll let you go...Master."

Ji Ya was furious for a moment, and knocked over the wine glass with his hand, cursing inwardly that my soul was out of my body, and I was carried away by you in the coffin. Without saying a word, he drew his sword and stabbed Lin Cangming's right shoulder, Lin Cangming clamped the blade between his fingers and made a slight mistake, A saber made of ordinary casting material is divided into two parts.

The force from the sword made Ji Ya slightly unbalanced. Lin Cangming grabbed Ji Ya's right wrist and wanted to pull it forward, clasped his shoulder with his left hand, raised his leg and kicked him at the bend of his knee, and pressed heavily on the mirror stage.

Ji Ya let out a muffled snort, supported the edge of the mirror with one hand, and knocked his forehead against the mirror. His eyes dazzled for a moment, and then it hurt, bright red scattered along the broken mirror.

"Hmm...ha, you knew I was Lord Jixia, Lin Cangming, it's funny to see me pretending to be crazy in front of you." Ji Ya took a breath and raised his head a little mockingly, his left eye was red, from the shattered In Yingying's mirror, he saw Lin Cangming move the corners of his lips, and the gloomy will-o'-the-wisp on the mask went out.

"Is it enough for your master to call you Lord?" Ji Ya licked his lower lip, "It doesn't matter if I go or not? I already know your identity, can you Did you get the answer you wanted? I will lie to you, I never make drafts of cheating, how will you distinguish every word I say from now on?"

Lin Cangming put more strength on his shoulder, and said in a cold voice, "I don't mind locking you up, healing the cracks in your soul consciousness, and extorting a confession by torture."

"Then you might as well give it a try." Ji Ya chuckled lightly, raised his eyebrows disdainfully, "That Yan Jianzhang who likes to abuse is nothing more than raising a blood-burning worm, you can take whatever is more powerful than it. Come out and see if I'm afraid."

Lin Cangming's breathing stopped immediately, and the scene of his previous life, Jixia Jun before his death, reappeared. He could not find hatred and fear in Ji Xiajun's eyes, and these two emotions have become his exclusive right now.

He hated the murderer of the Lin family murder, and was afraid of the death of Jun Xia.

Ji Ya stared at the mirror, and caught Lin Cangming's wavering for a moment. The short knife in his left hand looked at the right time and slashed behind him, forcing Lin Cangming to let go of him to protect himself. Not to be threatened by others, seeing Lin Cangming back away, he dodges and slaps open the window and jumps out.

The late rain bludgeoned, and Ji Ya instinctively dodged half a step away, his right leg was still scratched by the ammunition, and the numbness quickly eroded, his leg softened and he knelt down on one knee, frowned again and pointed to cut directly at the wound. Open, use the spiritual power to force out the anesthetic, and use the tingling pain to call back the consciousness.

Lin Cangming chased out the window and was about to go to Fu Jiya, but suddenly felt something was wrong, the person in front of him was actually a phantom, and then a majestic palm force pierced through his body, and hit the stone table in the courtyard with a bang, leaving only the ground covered in smoke and dust Shifen, he fell a few steps forward unprepared, but aimed the Wanyu gun behind him and pulled the trigger.

Ji Yaren was about to dodge to the roof in mid-air, but Lin Cangming was quick-witted, so he had to use a lightning trick to split the ammunition that was too fast to blink. As a result, the ammunition of the Wanyu gun had many effects, and the poisonous smoke exploded in the air, blocking the two people vision.

Lin Cangming threw back a pitch-black chain to pierce the smoke, and Ji Ya simply called out the Tibetan Rainbow. Under the cover of the poisonous smoke, the sharp blade shot out and stabbed Lin Cangming's right arm holding the gun. The chain also wrapped around Ji Ya's ankle, dragging him to the ground.

Ji Ya had an injury on his leg, so he got up a little slower. Lin Cangming threw the firecracker and turned over and sat on Ji Ya's body, strangled his throat with one hand, and tilted his head to shake off his fallen temple hair in a bit of embarrassment.

"You want to leave me that much?" Lin Cangming leaned over angrily and growled, "Don't think I dare not touch you!"

"I'm still saying the same thing...cough cough, why not give it a try?" Ji Ya's eyes were filled with unrelenting anger, and with a twist of his sword finger, the Tibetan Rainbow Sword was erected from the sky, hanging behind Lin Cangming, and the next moment it was portable The momentum suddenly fell.

Lin Cangming raised his head in surprise, if he didn't dodge, this sword could directly put him and Ji Ya in a row, he subconsciously let go, and then Ji Ya rolled over and overwhelmed him.

"Look, you don't dare." Ji Ya pressed Lin Cangming's chest, grabbed his uninjured left arm with the other hand, raised the corner of his mouth confidently, tilted his head to cough twice, and spit out blood.

Lin Cangming's left hand ignited a ball of flames, and before the heat reached Ji Ya, Ji Ya had already released a stream of quiet and elegant sword energy like mountain rain, stirring up the fire, Lin Cangming made a move with his right hand, and the evening rain blunderbuss flew towards him, and Ji Ya turned away When dodging, Lin Cangming took advantage of the momentum to throw him off.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the white light illuminated the surroundings from time to time. The two rolled around the courtyard a few times, Ji Ya's new clothes were also covered with dust and grass leaves, Lin Cangming loosened his hair, and his neat clothes were ripped into embarrassment.

Ji Ya got a little tired, and simply lay down on the ground and threw the Tibetan rainbow, letting Lin Cangming pinch his neck, and smiled brightly: "Come on, I'm tired, kill me."

Lin Cangming gritted his teeth: "I just want you to tell the murderer, what is your relationship with the Lin family! Your cultivation foundation is better than mine, but how much can you use now? Realize that you are just a fish and meat .”

"It's really a powerless threat." Ji Ya propped up a little bit, raised his head close to Lin Cangming's ear, and said in a soft voice, "You put the shackles on me, you are afraid that I will leave, and you are afraid that I will die. Don’t dare to aim at the vital point, for fear that I will leave you forever, your bottom line will be exposed in front of me, you are afraid because of me, who do you think is wearing these shackles?”

Lin Cangming's throat tightened, his fingertips felt cold, and he slowly let go of Ji Ya.

"One day the visible shackles will break free, and I will still be free. What about you? How will you break free from the invisible shackles?" Ji Ya asked with a smile, and lightly concluded, "You lost, Cang Ming. "

"You're in love with me."

Hearing this title again, Lin Cangming was doomed to retreat almost the moment Ji Ya opened his mouth, as if his heart was grabbed by a fiery hand, and he had nowhere to struggle to escape. He looked away without saying a word, and stared blankly at Qingzhuan On the ground, a drop of cold rain fell, splashing a little dirt.

"It's finally raining, get up quickly, I still have clothes confiscated in the backyard." Ji Ya moved his legs and blinked his eyes easily.

Lin Cangming got up silently and made way for Ji Ya, watching him pat his clothes and jump up and over the roof lightly.

Ji Ya landed in front of the bamboo forest in the backyard, he gradually restrained his smile, and sighed faintly.

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