Mr. Jiang is not driving today

The Patriarch of the Palace Family suddenly got up, and interrupted the blind old man's speculation in a gaffe: "Impossible! That thing died a few years ago!"

The blind old man and Zhengxin fell silent on the ground.Zhengxin struggled with each other, and lost his voice: "Master...Master take care of your health, don't get angry..."

But it was too late to warn, the bloodshot eyes of the Patriarch of the Palace family suddenly exploded, and his face wriggled a few times, as if there were insects crawling under the skin, protruding out a disgusting bulge, he immediately showed a look of extreme pain, covering his face He closed his ears, knelt on his knees, and howled: "Ah-uh-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Immediately, the sound of the music practice in the respective tombs stopped abruptly, and there was only the pitiful screams in the empty tombs, colliding back and forth on the wall, dragging out long and sharp, like the cry of a ghost who has been wronged for thousands of years.

Only the Patriarch of the Palace Family could hear, the sound of insects crawling in his body, the rustling of tiny feet against blood vessels, itching and nauseating.He clearly knew that this was an illusion, a sound Gu planted on his body by that villain surnamed Ying, but after so many years of searching secretly, he failed to find a way to break it.When he was in Yuhang, he didn't realize that Ying Yisheng, the apprentice brought out by himself, would have such vicious abilities!

There was no cure, he could only try to use his own voice to suppress the worm's voice in his body, with little success, but it was better than enduring it alone.

After three sticks of incense, the hallucinations ceased, the Patriarch of the Palace family leaned on the soft couch panting, his face was haggard and gloomy, he couldn't help breathing, his throat was filled with a faint sweet smell of rust, his expression had completely changed, The blue veins on the forehead couldn't stop throbbing: "Let people keep an eye on the surname Qin. Look for opportunities and cut the roots."

The blind old man knelt in front of the couch together with Zhengxin, not daring to vent his breath.

The Patriarch of the Palace family rapped the bedside heavily with his knuckles: "It doesn't matter if he is that thing, the key is that that thing is the only key that can break the 'Swallowing the Sky'! It's only 13 years away... painstaking efforts , It’s only 13 years away! Anything that hinders the birth of the ‘Elephant of Swallowing the Sky’ must be eradicated, do you understand?”

The two people under the seat hurriedly answered yes.

……

Jiang Xun didn't know that somewhere far away someone was so angry that he fell ill. He only knew that his back hurt to death when he woke up in the morning, and the figure of that person was nowhere to be seen beside him, and he didn't know when he left.

When he woke up, he was lying on the bed with his folded clothes on his pillow. He lay on the bed for a long time, thinking about how Yu Miao managed to get up, remove his arms, and put his clothes on. Wake yourself up.The final conclusion is that if you have such a high ability but don't go out to buy desserts by yourself, you have to order others. The capitalist complex in your bones really kills people.

After washing and dressing, Jiang Xun was a handsome young man with a phoenix appearance and a dragon appearance. He walked all the way to the public school, only to see Yu Miao had already sat down on his seat, buried in the pages of the book, without even raising his head.

Jiang Xun has been used to it for a long time, but this setting similar to Romeo and Juliet always makes Jiang Xun feel bitter:

It is always said that the Yu and Qin families have a feud, what kind of feud is it?

He closed the bamboo fan in his hand, slapped his palms, and greeted the other two: "Hey, Meimei, Yanhe, good morning."

Le Li raised his head with a gentle smile, "How was your rest at Fang Jie's place last night?"

...Is the point really "in Fang Jie's place"?

Jiang Xun replied with a smile: "No. Whoever sleeps in Meimei's bed will know. Yanhe, why don't I go to your place to sleep tonight." By the way, let's communicate and cultivate feelings, and avoid the plot of S and M appropriately.

Zhan Mei corrected him patiently for the hundredth time: "Don't call me that. Is there something wrong with my room?"

Jiang Xun knew how to deal with Zhan Mei, and it was best to seek truth from facts, otherwise he would never end, so he said sincerely: "The bed is hard, the quilt is cold, and there is no bed partner."

When he said the last one, he glanced at Yu Miao's direction quietly. That guy was still flipping through those difficult and difficult classics, but that expression...

In fact, Yujiu, you can smile more happily, anyway, no one else is looking at you.

Zhan Mei didn't realize it, and began to reason with righteous words: "You are not used to Zhan's penance, so the first two are not a problem, I will change it, but the last one must not be. You and I have grown up, and we share the same bed. And sleep would be unseemly."

Jiang Xun suddenly felt that his knees were full of arrows, like a porcupine.

However, he was also very curious: "Meimei, what will you do if you want to marry a wife and have children?"

After he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. Le Li's smile next to his mother looked a bit ghostly. Is it my illusion?

Zhan Mei blinked, and thought about this random question for a while before asking, "Do you need to sleep in the same bed when you marry a wife and have children?"

Jiang Xun: "..."

Le Li: "..."

Jiang Xun felt that his unintentional words just now had poisoned a pure and flawless little white flower, and at the same time secretly wrote a small essay of nearly [-] words on the lack of ancient sex education in his heart.

It was Le Li who took the initiative to intervene to relieve Zhan Mei: "I'll talk about these small things later. Mr. Qin's new residence is about to be cleaned up today, and it's next to my old house. From now on, we will be close neighbors. good?"

Waiting for the target to take the initiative to brush up the favorability points, Jiang Xun couldn't find it, so he immediately went down the donkey and patted his ass by the way: "Okay, brother Yan and his painting skills are outstanding, and his color skills are excellent. He lives next to a gentleman. My pleasure."

Le Li was startled for a moment, then smiled, with that warm and kind energy, he looked like a kind and polite boy: "Okay. Mr. Qin's words are very interesting....'Sex and art'? I am It’s the first time I’ve heard people praise me like that.”

... Isn't this person very talkative?How much death did the original owner have to do to make him evolve from a good young man to a sick and perverted one?

Just as Jiang Xun was about to laugh, he suddenly felt cold behind his back and got goosebumps on his arms, but when he looked back, he found that there was no one else.

...Damn it.

At this time, Luan Xue picked a bunch of spiritual flowers named "Zhu Zhi" from outside and came in.

"Zhu Zhi" is mostly light blue petals, which taste like mint and have the effect of clearing the heart and improving eyesight.Luanxue courteously picked out the best branch from the middle, and handed it to Jiang Xun, her eyes were as bright as stars: "Master, it looks pretty, I'll give it to you."

Immediately afterwards, he placed one branch at each young master's and young lady's table one by one.

Jiang Xun was about to praise Luanxue, when he saw Luanxue put a handful of wishing sticks on a table, and then happily knelt down beside Jiang Xun's table, rubbing ink with a cute expression .

Looking at the lonely branch in his hand, and then at the big bunch, an inappropriate adjective popped up in Jiang Xun's mind—girls are extroverted.

Also, the table looks like...

When Cao Cao arrived, when Gong Yi came in wearing a sky blue Baoyi, his small face was haggard, as if he didn't sleep well last night. Surprised for a moment, he planned to sit down cross-legged.

It was the best seat in the public school. As soon as he sat down, he heard someone beside him whispering: "Why does he sit in such a good seat?"

"He is the head of the palace family, how can we ordinary children compare with it? We have lost our status for nothing."

"Then Yin Wutang is right. Is his name written on the table?"

Although this is already a daily topic in the public school, Gong Yi was still very angry. Just as he was about to stand up and argue back, Luanxue stood up abruptly, startling Jiang Xun, and he went straight to Gong Yi's table. , picked up the flower, and stuffed it into Gong Yi's arms: "Here you are."

Gong Yi subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the dewdrops and fragrance in his arms. Before he could react, Luan Xue said loudly: "There is, there is his name on the table. The table belongs to him. You , don’t, let’s talk about him.”

Looking in the direction Luanxue pointed, Gong Yi saw his name on the upper right corner of the table.

Walk on the ice.

Two days ago, on the watery night when Yin Wuyue had an accident, he held Luanxue's hand, and the word "walking on ice" written on it was now being engraved on the corner of the table.

Gong Yi suddenly panicked, held Zhu Zhi and looked up, but just met Luan Xue's pure and sincere gaze, immediately lowered his head, put the flower over, covering the name.

Jiang Xun looked at Luanxue from a distance, and felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little weird.

Before entering the public school, Luanxue came to find her and gave her two bottles of medicine.He refused to say where he got it, but looking at the exquisite workmanship and the delicately traced cicada patterns on the bottle, Jiang Xun could figure out who sent it with his toes.As for why a tsundere suddenly changed its nature and came to care for him, Luanxue refused to say after it was bitten to death, and Jiang Xun was helpless.

Thinking about it now... Nima is terrified when she thinks carefully.

... I hope that I am not as sick as I imagined, and I hope that my obedient and sensible Luanxue and that young master are just pure friends.

However, when Jiang Xun finished the day's class and was struggling to climb trees and climb over walls, he felt that it would be better for him to worry about himself first.

Jiang Xun always felt that there was something wrong with the blind old man who was selling fan-faced beauties on the street, but now there is no way to find out, so he can only put it aside, and this has become a thorn in Jiang Xun's heart. When I think about it, I feel weird and abnormal.

If the mastermind behind the scenes was targeting the Yin family, what good would it do to harm oneself?Is it to provoke the relationship between the Yin and Qin families, or is it for some other ulterior purpose?Will the mastermind behind the scenes make another move after this?

Due to excessive ecstasy, Jiang Xun almost staggered when he jumped off the wall with the parachute held above his head under the name of "Yin Yang".

Because he was afraid of being plotted against by others, Jiang Xun walked all the way in fear. He planned to return early with the pine yellow cakes he bought, but he didn't expect that the pine yellow cakes were easy to buy. He bought them as soon as he entered the market. I bought a bowl of clove wontons and sat at the stall to eat them.

He swore that he didn't mean to see that glazed figure.

Even the simple clothes of Yu's are low-key and luxurious, and the fabrics are different from ordinary people. Jiang Xun just turned his eyes casually, and saw Yu Miao who was picking out folding fans at the booth he had stopped not far away.

He came out just after he went out?

Jiang Xun raised one eyebrow, quickly finished his share of clove wontons and was about to leave the stall, but unexpectedly tripped over a black cloth bag placed by a customer.

Judging from the shape, it is a row of Sheng.

Jiang Xun was startled.After staying with Gong Yi for a long time, he knows how precious these musical instruments are to the owner, so he hastily apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did you break it?"

The guest scooped a clove wonton into a small white porcelain spoon without raising his head, and said in a melodious voice, "It's all right. It's a small thing, not worth mentioning."

Seeing that people didn't care about it, Jiang Xun heaved a sigh of relief, waved to Xiao Er, "I will also pay for this guest's wonton."

The man didn't refuse, just said "thank you", without looking up once from the beginning to the end.

Jiang Xun was puzzled for a moment, but it was only a second thought. This person has no sense of immortality in his body, and the row of sheng is also ordinary, so he didn't think much, walked out of the wonton stall, and he didn't look like he was in a hurry just now. Opening the exquisite bamboo fan in his hand, he walked forward with his head held high.

After walking 30 meters, Jiang Xun was sure that this guy was following him.

Yu Miao pressed Guangcheng and followed Jiang Xun. The two were neither far nor close, one in front of the other, with a constant distance of fifteen feet. Jiang Xun stopped, Yu Miao stopped, Jiang Xun walked, and Yu Miao followed.

Yu Miao had no intention of approaching him, he just wanted to follow Jiang Xun.

The matter of the old fan seller was like a thorn, which made him feel uneasy.

He always thought that his actions were still secret, but when he walked to a small cart selling rice dumplings, Yu Miao was summoned by the stall owner.

The little brother handed over a rice dumpling that was as white as jade, and presented it to Yu Miao, and said with a smile: "Young master, stay a step, this is a gift from the young master in front of you."

Yu Miao was surprised, and looked up, Jiang Xun not far away stopped in his tracks, with his back to him, holding a rice dumpling in his hand, eating it deliciously.

Yu Miao unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips, thanked him, and walked forward. Jiang Xun also seemed to feel it, and walked forward leisurely.

Fifteen feet, no more and no less, was just right, and no one could tell that the two were shopping together.

As if neither of the two had noticed, a black figure followed behind them like a ghost.