After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

At night, with Yu Chengzhou sitting on the boat and increasing his spiritual drive, the boat ran very smoothly without a trace of bumps, as if driving on flat ground.

Sleeping alone in the room of the brothel boat, it feels very unique.

Jiang Yu couldn't sleep on the bed, folded his hands obediently on his chest, not daring to move, looked at the beam and sighed silently.

On the small shelf an inch away to his left is a pile of pictures of secret operas, ointment, and accompaniment. Huan. It was sewn with a pattern of mandarin ducks crossing their necks and playing with spring water.Stretching out his hand to touch it, the soft mattress under his body was some kind of strange silk satin, it brushed along the skin, it was icy cold, which made people's hair stand on end.

The smell of makeup and powder lingered in the nose and mouth, above the head, in the next door, panting, and the sound of weeping surrounded him in all directions.

Jiang Yu slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and told himself not to listen to evil, not to see evil.

This is no wonder, after all, there are only a small number of people who come to the brothel to sleep alone.

"what……"

Jiang Yu: ...

Completely desperate, he pulled the quilt up and wrapped his head in self-defeating.

The ink in the room suddenly became thicker, freezing the night, and even the air seemed to stagnate in an instant.Those noises seemed to be surrounded by something and became hazy and indistinct, Jiang Yu couldn't help holding his breath.

The quilt was not long, and his ankles were half exposed, where the golden chains had not been untied.Just when he was about to pull back the quilt to breathe the air, suddenly, a hand climbed onto his ankle, and the slender fingers walked along the chain, leaving a bone-piercing coolness on the skin that rubbed against it.

Jiang Yu's whole body froze from the tips of his toes to the top of his hair, as if he had been thrown into a cold cave.He tried his best to regain his senses from the horror, his brain spinning rapidly, who could this be.

Fu Huaisu's fingers hold the pen for a long time, and Qi Yi's fingers hold the whip for a long time. Their fingertips are calloused, so they won't be so soft.

He quietly tightened the muscles of his feet, and lifted it up slightly, almost voluntarily approaching the palm of the man, hoping to get more clues from this bit of contact.

There was a slight sneer.

Jiang Yu didn't dare to move anymore, and decided to continue pretending to be asleep.You can't see the other person's face clearly even if you cover your head, at least you won't be killed.

Fortunately, this person didn't seem to be here to harm him, so his hands stopped moving restlessly, but instead focused on the golden chain.

"hiss!"

It was so painful that a spell came over, as if a burst of electricity had been injected into it, and the tingling pain in his ankle stimulated his peripheral nerves.He couldn't help but curled up his toes and took a deep breath.The sound overlapped with the crying from the next door, causing people to imagine.

Too late to regret it, he wanted to raise his hand to cover his mouth, but finally held back, his hands clenched the quilt by his side.

This is still pretending to sleep, can it work?

The man seemed to stop at the sound.

Cold sweat drenched Jiang Yu's back, and just when he decided to fight to the death, the quilt on his face was lifted.

Jiang Yu was breathing heavily, his crow-colored eyelashes trembled, and the two shadows cast on the sides of his face also trembled.I wondered whether the other party had noticed that he was pretending to be asleep.

But in the next second, he was hugged into a warm embrace, and his forehead touched the protruding collarbone of the man.The other party's pat to appease was a little stiff, and he stroked down his loose long hair one by one.He even helped him gently knead the neck and shoulder muscles to relieve the stiffness of his arms.

Although the movement is not very skilled, at least it can be regarded as gentle.

Jiang Yu was stunned, what was he doing, did he still need to recite the mantra of passing away before silence.

"Sleep, I'm here." The man said angrily.

Did he think he was having a nightmare?

Jiang Yu snorted a few times, moved his body slightly, and then was slowly put down by the other party, lying flat on the pillow.

The quilt was pulled up thoughtfully, covering his shoulders.

The man was still lingering after finishing the task, and walked around the house a few times. Jiang Yu heard a few crisp ping-pong jingling, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

He didn't dare to open his eyes when the other party turned around, and finally only caught a piece of black clothes disappearing between the cracks in the door.

Could it be the demon cultivator who infused him with demon energy that day?How could he follow, or was he still lurking on the boat?Why is today's move so...special?

Based on this vague glance, Jiang Yu was full of doubts, but he couldn't be sure. After all, what he saw was only a small piece of similar clothes, and there were not a few people in black clothes in the world of cultivating immortals.

Jiang Yu quickly turned over and got out of bed to check the room. The secret play picture was gone, the small incense burner with moisturizing ointment was all taken away, and the eyesores were cleaned up.Even the binding chains between his feet disappeared, leaving only two small gold rings, one for each foot.

If this person hadn't appeared, Jiang Yu would have almost forgotten that he was still half a demon cultivator who hadn't got rid of his demonic energy.A sense of urgency and anxiety that hasn't been felt in a long time runs down the spine.

He was completely sleepless.

Qi Yi didn't sleep either, he didn't leave, but lived aggrievedly in the outer room of the pavilion master's big suite, and the surrounding was very quiet.Sitting at the table, he called out the red whip again, and the crumpled painting was still wrapped around the tail of the whip.

Qi Yi carefully took out the fragile drawing paper and spread it out flat. The small outer door on it was as delicate as a porcelain doll.She looks like a real person, but is more indescribably charming than a real person. Her vermilion lips are slightly parted, her expression is extremely charming, and the small red mole on the left eyebrow is particularly conspicuous.

He caught his breath and turned his head violently.

After a while, he turned his head back, smoothed out the wrinkles silently, and carefully placed the painting in the Yunlin Lord's Secret Atlas that was confiscated from Jiang Yu.

Qi Yi felt that he must have gone crazy today.

He suddenly vigilantly used his spiritual sense to explore the inner room, but Fu Huaisu was gone!

Qi Yi's complexion turned cold instantly, and the temperature around him dropped several degrees. He immediately got up and went downstairs to Jiang Yu's room.

"The majestic master broke into the guest's room at night, it's not good to hear the news." The red whip unceremoniously wrapped around Fu Huaisu's feet again.

Qi Yi stared at Fu Huaisu with displeasure.He had a life-threatening relationship with Fu Huaisu, and he admired and trusted his calm and generous character, but who would have thought that this person would harass the little outer sect again and again, completely refreshing his understanding of him.

It's really a hero who is sad about a beauty.

Qi Yi felt that he was obliged to protect the small outer door and block the evil pavilion master.

Fu Huaisu didn't care about him at all, he glanced at him condescendingly, twitched the corners of his mouth, and signaled him to keep silent, "A suspicious person came out of the little monk's room just now."

Qi Yi sneered: "I think only the pavilion master is the most suspicious here."

Fu Huaisu shook his head calmly, he had no intention of arguing with him, he just planned to squat silently at the door, but Qi Yi was like a firecracker that had been ignited today, and he insisted on blaming him.

Fu Huaisu was annoyed by the noise, a few small pens flew out of his sleeves, the tips of the pens were extremely sharp, they went straight to the Chiming whip, nailing it to the ground.

The Chiming Whip whimpered and twisted a few times, giving up struggling.It was the same situation when they met each other for the first time in the secret realm.

"Enough is enough. If you are worried about the little monk, just stay here quietly, and I didn't drive you away." Although Fu Huaisu was a little angry, his tone was still flat, and he couldn't hear the slightest emotion.

Qi Yi's face was a little hot, but luckily it was covered by the night, so no one could see it.He faltered and hesitated for a few steps, and finally chose to stop silently, and become a pair of door gods with Fu Huaisu.

Jiang Yu just went out and woke up all night. When he came back through the corridor, he found two familiar figures in front of the door from a distance.

The two figures quarreled in low voices for a while, fought violently for a while, and finally became harmonious, one on each side of the gate.

He paused, turned around decisively, and left silently.

"Mr. Yunlin, my house..." Jiang Yu knocked on the door of Yu Chengzhou's room, froze in place, bit his lower lip, not knowing how to explain.

Yu Chengzhou opened the door quickly, with a handkerchief in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, as if he hadn't slept just now.

He raised his eyebrows and sighed: "It's very noisy, didn't you sleep well?" He turned sideways and put Jiang Yu into the room.

His house is clean, there are no dirty things to pollute the eyes.

Jiang Yu consciously sat on the beauty couch in the outer room, silently, watching Yu Chengzhou opposite him continue to wipe his sword just now.

He wiped it very carefully, from the hilt to the edge of the sword, the fine lines on the grid, and the recesses on the sword groove did not miss a single one.The Wenhong sword that he wiped was reflected in the long moon outside the window, faintly emitting a cold light.

Swords are beautiful, but people are more beautiful than swords.

Jiang Yu suddenly remembered that Yu Chengzhou was a sword repairman, so he wondered if he had calluses on his hands.

Yu Chengzhou inadvertently raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yu's feet.

The chains there were gone. Just a pair of little gold rings, like pretty useless ornaments.He shrank his feet belatedly, "It wasn't intentional, it disappeared as soon as I woke up."

Yu Chengzhou nodded, "Then why don't you run away?"

Jiang Yu recalled the phrase "no need to explain" that Yu Chengzhou said to him tonight, and his mood was a bit complicated. He thought about it for a moment, then sighed, "I'll go back to the sect and fill in the hole."

As a temporary measure.

"Yeah." Yu Chengzhou raised his lips slightly, "The purpose of going to Tianqi Island this time is to wake up the sword spirit of Wen Hongjian. Since the great catastrophe of the sect ten years ago, his spiritual power has been greatly damaged, and he was forced to It is sealed inside and cannot escape."

Jiang Yu nodded.This is the main storyline, he knows that Wenhong has been accompanying Yunlin-jun to fight against all enemies, and he has a deep relationship, and he can continue the relationship after awakening this time.But he also knew that waking him up was of no use. Wenhong still could not escape the fate of sacrificing for his master in the end.

"By the way, I will ask for a magic weapon for you."

Jiang Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at him in disbelief.This is a side plot that was accidentally triggered. Where does he plan to put Qi Yi from the original main line?

Yu Chengzhou touched his chin thoughtfully, "Have you been taught how to use a sword in the outer gate?" He surrounded Jiang Yu from behind as he spoke, and taught him how to hold a sword with all his heart and soul.

Yu Chengzhou's arms were long and slender, and they were not tightly attached, keeping a normal distance.

Jiang Yu settled down, taking it as a small matter, and focused on listening to the private lecture of the world's number one swordsman.In this way, the next time you are in danger, you can also pick up a weapon that you can grab. You can't always use jade bricks to defend yourself.

He clenched the handle of the sword tightly with both hands, and Yu Chengzhou's hands wrapped around the sword and him.

Suddenly, Jiang Yu noticed that there were no calluses on Yu Chengzhou's hands.

The window of Yu Chengzhou's room was ajar, and just as he was in a trance, a black shadow suddenly flashed past the window.

Before he had time to think about it, he was held by Yu Chengzhou's arm, holding the long handle tightly, and raising the sword was a horizontal chop.The golden sword wind flashed in the air, and there was a chirping sound outside the window, and a heavy object the size of a palm was hung on the window lattice.

Yu Chengzhou's expression was not good.

Jiang Yu dropped his sword and stepped forward a few steps.It was a very fat little sparrow, much wider than it was long.Squeezed between the window sills and fluttering their wings, they couldn't get in no matter what.Its golden feathers were stuffed in the gaps and trembled.

Jiang Yu cut the railing for it, and it let out a soft cry of joy, bypassing its benefactor, and pounced straight into Yu Chengzhou's embrace.

Yu Chengzhou raised the hilt of Wenhong's sword and pointed it at the bird's head.