Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me

The sky was getting overcast, and heavy dark clouds came from the horizon, covering the bloody sun.The strong wind swept through the trees, full of wind and rain, and it made people panic.

Slowly, drop by drop, the rain hit the roof.The rain was getting heavier, and it was pouring from the eaves to the ground.The sound of the rain made the house feel very warm.

Lin Zhizhi woke up in this atmosphere.

The first thing he felt after he became conscious was that it hurt.And this time the pain was different from the usual feeling of being injured, but mixed with incomparable weakness, as if he had turned into a mortal.

The black-haired boy took a breath, bit his lip, opened his eyes and saw where he was, it was in a strange cabin, and he was lying on the ground.He supported the ground with his hands and wanted to sit up, but the injuries all over his body made him fall back again, his brows were furrowed, and he couldn't help moaning.

He looked very embarrassed at the moment, Qingya's clothes were covered with scars, especially his abdomen, which was stained with blood.The hair fell down and flowed messily into a river of ink.However, all of these did not damage his appearance, and even brought out the delicate facial features of the young man.Due to the injury, his lips were pale, and he looked sickly, making one want to hold him in his arms and comfort him in a low voice.He is like a night pearl as light as mist, illuminating the entire dark room.

This moan was very low, with the unique coldness of a teenager, and a contradictory temptation, and it also successfully broke the silent hut amidst the sound of rain.The young man sitting by the fire turned his head to look at Lin Zhizhi who was on the ground, and said without any emotion, "You're awake."

Lin Zhizhi's chest rose and fell, and he lay on the ground, turning his head to look at the owner of the house with difficulty.

He is obviously not very old, and he wears coarse linen clothes, but he has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and handsome features.He was picking up useful twigs from the nearby pile of firewood, breaking them and putting them into the fire, so that the flames were neither too vigorous nor too close to extinguishing.

"You saved me?"

The young man was noncommittal and didn't answer him. He picked up the thick fire stick and poked the branches in the fire to make the fire burn more vigorously.

"Thank you, brother, for saving me. Dare I ask you his name? Can you tell me where this place is?" Lin Zhizhi sat up slowly, trying not to move the wound on his abdomen, and the rough blanket covering him slipped off.He tried to mobilize the aura in his body just now, but found an extremely tragic fact: I don't know if it was because of the teleportation array, or the injury was really so serious - he couldn't feel the aura in his body at all.

At this time, he is like a mortal who has been seriously injured, with no strength to restrain a chicken.Both the demon spirit and the system suffered huge damage during the intense space teleportation, and both fell into a deep sleep.

This discovery made him a little panicked.

"Fuqi Village."

Ignoring his first question, the boy said curtly, then turned his head and continued to stare intently at the fire.

Lin Zhizhi searched in his mind, but there was no village with this name in his memory, so he wanted to expand the scope, and asked hesitantly: "Is there any iconic... place near here?"

"Wild Mountain, Ling Han City, and the Grass Feather Sect."

The other party reported three place names in one breath, but Lin Zhizhi was so desperate that he didn't know any of them.He tentatively continued to expand: "A bigger range...?"

The young man fell silent, and gave three words cleanly and neatly: "I don't know."

Lin Zhizhi didn't give up, but wanted to get something out of the boy's mouth.Although the young man didn't seem very talkative, he couldn't bear Lin Zhizhi's good looks (?), so he explained the general process of discovering him.

The boy would go hunting in the nearby wild mountains every day. When he came back with a full load of prey, he ran into Lin Zhizhi who had collapsed on the mountainside.At that time, he was so angry that he was dripping with blood, and he looked as if he was about to die.The young man only took one look at him, and was worried about getting into trouble, so he prepared to take a detour.

But Lin Zhizhi reached out and grabbed his ankle like a flash of light at that time, which startled him.When he leaned down to take a closer look, he fainted again.

This young man lives alone, although he is very defensive, he is not very old after all.In addition, the sky was getting cloudy and there were wild beasts on the mountain. Unable to watch Lin Zhizhi die there, he brought him back and found some cloth to bandage the wound on his abdomen.

After hearing what had happened, Lin Zhizhi thanked him again, in exchange for the young man waving his hands indifferently.Seeing the other party's impatience, he was a little worried that the other party would throw him out if he continued to ask, so Lin Zhizhi followed the other party's will and fell silent, thinking about the current situation in his heart for a while.

The chance that the desperate teleportation can save his life is really a one-in-a-million chance, and it is lucky to meet this young man to save him.Each teleportation of the ancient teleportation array will span a large distance, even if it is possible to cross to another continent, what he has to do now is to restore his cultivation as much as possible, find out where he is, and notify the sect.As for the magic cultivator, the location of each teleportation of the ancient teleportation array is not fixed, and it is impossible to catch up here...

——The surroundings of the fire looked warm and dry, and the young master of the Lin family, who was far away from the light and in the dark, shivered unconsciously.

He has never been so weak, seriously injured, and almost turned into a mortal, without spiritual power, and can't even open the ring of heaven and earth.This external injury has a chain reaction of inner weakness.

The cold that could have been endured was infinitely magnified.

Lin Zhizhi asked hesitantly, "Can I go there?"

The boy hesitated for a while, and finally nodded under Lin Zhizhi's expectant gaze.

This house is not big, it is the most common wooden house in mortal villages, it only has one bed.The distance between the fire and the window is usually two or three steps away.However, in Lin Zhizhi's state now, he seemed to be exhausted even getting up.

The young man looked at him, but didn't get up to help. His narrow, sharp black eyes were fixed on Lin Zhizhi like eagle eyes, as if he was considering whether he was really injured.

——If it is an ordinary person, [-]% of them will die when they receive such serious injuries.Only those with extraordinary perseverance can make it to this point, and like this person in front of him, he can still move... plus the clothes on his body——

"Are you a cultivator?" The young man came over, grabbed Lin Zhizhi's shoulder with one hand, and helped him to sit on the haystack beside the fire with amazing strength.He himself sat on a small stool beside him, watching Lin Zhizhi.

The black-haired boy leaned his head against the wall wearily, and the fire made his almost numb fingers feel the long-lost warmth.He watched the jumping fire for a while, and after a while, he said "En" slowly.

The boy didn't urge him this time either, he waited patiently for his answer, and fell silent himself.After a long time, he said leisurely: "That's great."

There is no curiosity or fear of mortals towards cultivators, only envy.

The fire light danced back and forth in his pupils, presenting a mixed color of gold and red.He folded his hands over his chin and repeated, "That's great."

——It seems that "comprehension" is some of his weaknesses.

Mortals are always curious and full of fear towards cultivators.Judging by the young man's appearance, it is obvious that he has come into contact with cultivators before—ordinarily, Lin Zhizhi might be interested in finding out.But in the current state, he just heard it and didn't bother to make a perfunctory expression.

Fortunately, the other party didn't expect a response from him, and even after a second, he retracted his expression, flashed a hint of remorse, and immediately stood up.

His movement startled Lin Zhizhi, and he turned his eyes away from the flames, watching the boy who had saved him walk aside and took off his coat.He was only wearing a layer of underwear, hung his patched coat on the chair, got on the only bed in the room, and lay down with his back to Lin Zhizhi.

Lin Zhizhi noticed that even when he was sleeping, the other party's body was tense.There is also a sharp knife beside the pillow, ready to deal with sudden attacks at all times.

Is this... shy?

The young master of the Lin family tilted his head, looked back at the fire, stretched out his fingers, and closed his eyes by the fire, feeling drowsy.Without the support of spiritual power, the young man quickly fell asleep uncontrollably.

The rain was pouring outside the window, but inside the house was warm and peaceful.

The night passed quickly.

In the early morning, Lin Zhizhi was awakened by the sound of the owner getting up.He moved his body and found that after sitting up and sleeping all night, his whole body felt as uncomfortable as if he had been bitten by a dog.He tried to stand up, stretching his body in pain.

The boy who rescued him had already quickly changed into his clothes, ignored Lin Zhizhi the whole time, and was about to go out with the machete beside his pillow.The moment he opened the door, he turned around and said, "The buns are on the table, you can wear my clothes." Then he walked out.

He looks very lonely, but he is actually kind-hearted.

Apart from steamed buns and clothes, there was also a small bottle of old wound medicine on the table.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the room, Lin Zhizhi simply took off his clothes, intending to take a good look at the wounds all over his body.His body is beautiful, not inferior to his appearance, even better.It is not too thin, but also has flexible abdominal muscles, but those wounds have destroyed the beauty that this body should have.

Some parts of the Jianzong school uniform on his body have been stuck to the wound by blood. Lin Zhizhi thought for a while, went to the basin in the corner of the room to scoop up some water, tore off the clothes vigorously, washed the wound with this little water, and then applied it vulnerary.The biggest wound on his abdomen had already been treated by the teenager yesterday, and the bandages looked good, so he didn't move.

The young master of the Lin family was born in an aristocratic family since he was a child, and his journey has been smooth.Except for this time, so far, the biggest pain was when he was in the secret realm - at that time, he still had cultivation base, and the aura protected the wound, but the pain was not obvious.It's just that this time is equivalent to completely degrading into a mortal, and it's impossible for him to bandage like this.

He knows how to bandage, in fact, he just pretends to do a few laps, which is far less proficient than this young man.

Lin Zhizhi washed his face again with clean water, changed into the cloth clothes on the table, raised his long hair, and looked like a handsome young man again.The cold last night made him yearn for the sun, so he moved a chair and put it at the door, and he sat in it covering his abdomen, lazily basking in the sun while trying to perceive the aura in the air.

The most common and patched coarse linen clothes don't look cheap on him, and the young man's brows have a fairy spirit, like a fairy who accidentally wandered in the world, and he is absolutely beautiful.

The sky was blue after the heavy rain, and the sun was shining brightly in the east.In the quiet village, smoke wafted from the kitchen, and voices could be heard.

It is the breath of the secular world.

The world of self-cultivation and the world of secularism are two worlds. Most of the cultivators are superior and will not get involved with the worldly people. Immortals are different.Although Lin Zhizhi liked to run to the secular world when he was a child, he still has a superior mentality.

He respects the operation of the world, is curious about every life, but will not get involved with them.

However, this accident forced him to integrate into the village as a mortal.

An ordinary small village.

"boom--"

Just when Lin Zhizhi didn't feel the aura, but was basked in the mild sunlight, the sound of a knife cutting the air in the corner caught his attention.

Lin Zhizhi moved his body and got up his spirits to look around, only to see the young man chopping wood with the sharp knife in the side courtyard.

He was striding upright, with sweat dripping down his cheeks, and he slashed hard again and again, with a serious expression as if he was exercising some peerless martial arts instead of chopping wood.

Lin Zhizhi has always believed that serious people are always worthy of respect.He rubbed his chin and thought, if there is a chance, he can introduce him to a sect - for the sake of saving himself.

"The bastard is chopping wood again!"

"Why are you still here? It's so dirty!"

Suddenly, a group of children came running from a distance, and they stopped in front of the fence, pointing at the boy and mocking with disgust.

The young man's face was dull, he wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, and continued to chop wood. It seemed that he was used to these insults and ignored them.

"I'm tired of scolding you every day!"

"The wild species is shameless!"

"Huh—look, is that man from this bastard's family?" These children continued to curse, and one of them, a fat man with two spots of plateau red on his face, grabbed his companion's hand and pointed to the child on the chair. Lin Zhizhi asked a little puzzled.

The companion who was caught by him was stunned, obviously he didn't know Lin Zhizhi's identity: "I haven't seen him before, but he must be a bad person at the door of Ye Zhong's house! Didn't you hear what mother said, stay away from Ye Zhong's house?" Whoever is with him will turn bad! Even scold him together!"

The little fat man was a little confused: "But...but he is good-looking! My mother also said that good-looking people are not bad people!"

#Strength Yan Control#

#This face-seeing world! #

"This... There is some truth to this, my father has always asked me to find a better-looking wife..." The companion wiped his nose, his attention was completely absorbed by Lin Zhizhi, and he had no time to take care of the boy.

Lin Zhizhi, who had been listening to them all the time: "..."

—I can hear you talking about me like that!A bunch of bastards who deserve to be beaten!

He rolled up his sleeves angrily, and waved at the little fat man who had some discernment.

The little fat man looked around, made an exaggerated mouth shape, and pointed to himself: "Are you calling me?"

Lin Zhizhi nodded at him.

"He...he is calling me, could he be a monster? A vixen or something?" The little fat man felt his legs were a little weak, and said to his companion with a bitter face.

"It shouldn't be, sir said that vixens generally can't come out during the day." The companion analyzed it sternly.

The little fat man shrank his neck, a little afraid to go forward.But the other person's appearance was the best he had ever seen in his life. According to his mother... he should be a good person, right?

He moved in small steps like a frightened little rabbit, and approached Lin Zhizhi little by little.

"Why do you call him Wild Species?" Lin Zhizhi asked with some doubts.

"My mother said it! His mother is from our village. The village chief's son likes her, but she never agrees. In the end, a foreigner came and made friends with that foreigner! He even killed that The son and her best friend, just leave him and this room! From childhood to adulthood, whoever gets close to him will disappear inexplicably-he is a broom star! You are so beautiful, you must not be with him , come and stay at my house!" The little fat man was still simple, and with the addition of Zhen Yankong, he told the whole thing with such a question, and tugged at Lin Zhizhi's sleeve.

Lin Zhizhi fell silent, the sunlight made his skin transparent, unlike ordinary people.He stretched out his hands to hold down the little fat man's fat body, and knocked his head hard: "Stop swearing."

The little fat man shook his fat body: "No, we are eliminating harm for the people. As long as he leaves, no one will disappear!"

"..."

The gods eliminate harm for the people.

Lin Zhizhi glanced at the boy from afar.He should have heard them talking, but he remained indifferent, wiping his sweat, chopping firewood, and repeating the same actions expressionlessly.

His indifference is not the same as Lin Zhizhi's usual indifference, he is like a wolf, lonely and full of forbearance, full of hatred.Day after day, grow up in insults.

It always feels strange for the savior to be bullied like this——

The young master of the Lin family made up his mind to help.

#Look, this is called killing harm for the people#