The villain seems to have a crush on me

No matter what happened in the past, in fact, the two of them don't even have the most basic tacit understanding.

After Yuan Zhigong refused to wear the clothes worn by the disciples of Qingguang Pavilion until his death, He Suosi had no choice but to take him to the nearest town with a bad face, planning to buy a piece of clothes.

Unlike Nanshan, because there is no obstruction from Pingxianchuan, monks in Beihai have a close relationship with mortals. There are restaurants for mortals and shops for monks in the towns. If an ordinary family has a spiritual root, it must be Doing our best to cultivate, even if it is just building a foundation, is also a happy event for Guangzong Yaozu.

He Suosi led Yuan Zhigong into an alley, turned around, and finally found a shop. This shop seemed to be weather-beaten, and the words on the signboard at the door were all gone. Yuan Zhigong squinted his eyes to tell the difference. It took a long time to see the words "ji" and "pu". He Suosi pulled him in and pushed him in front of an old-looking old craftsman, and he bargained with the shopkeeper on the side.

"How do you convert spirit stones?"

"A low-level spirit stone is ten taels, and an intermediate spirit stone is 100 taels."

"Where is the best spirit stone?"

The shopkeeper raised his head and squinted his cloudy eyes: "I won't charge you if you have top-grade spirit stones."

He Suosi was taken aback: "There is such a good thing."

The shopkeeper looked excited: "Senior, if you have a panacea, can you give it to me? I have a nephew in my family who will build a foundation in the near future." How can ordinary people get the best spiritual stones? Then get excited.

"...Let's talk about how to exchange top-quality spirit stones."

The shopkeeper rummaged through the drawer and took out a box: "This is the spirit stones I have collected over the years. Most of them are only low-level and intermediate-level, but there are also a few high-level ones. I just want to exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill."

He Suosi looked at the clothes measurer next door, and found that everything that should be measured had already been measured, and the old tailor had already gone looking for clothes.

"Just one Foundation Establishment Pill may not be able to establish a foundation, let alone you trust me so much, what if what I give you is a fake."

The shopkeeper looked determined: "Although the old man stepped into the coffin with one foot, his eyes are still good."

He Suosi scratched his face, he wasn't greedy for these spirit stones, but he really didn't have these scattered spirit stones on him, and he really needed them urgently.

He searched in the storage bag for a long time, and found a second-rank solid foundation pill, which was searched from the group of people in Qingguang Pavilion. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not worth it—— The value of the second-turn solid foundation pill is more than a little bit higher than that of the foundation pill.

He thought for a while: "Old man, do you have the materials? I'll refine them for you—but you not only need to help us prepare clothes, but also help us prepare a place to live."

The shopkeeper widened his eyes.

He Suosi frowned: "Why, you don't want to?"

The shopkeeper waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no... It's just that I didn't expect that senior is actually an alchemist?"

He Suosi nodded and showed a noble smile: "You know, if my identity is revealed, there are not too many people who want to recruit me, but I personally don't like big sects, I like big hermits in the city. I know that your place is a branch of Zuimenge, and you are also in charge of this business, right?"

Yuan Zhigong sneered at the side.

He Suosi gave him a cold look.

The shopkeeper didn’t notice this little episode, and now he has a dreamy expression on his face—in fact, he doesn’t know what happened to the Drunken Dream Pavilion that He Suosi mentioned. This is because He Suosi’s news is lagging behind. Now it's gone, and the boss has changed, but the shopkeeper didn't say anything about it, but promised repeatedly, and greeted them to the backyard.

Not long after, He Suosi and Yuan Zhigong got a house in the northern suburb of Jincheng Town, the environment is quiet and safe, and the air is pleasant with mountains and rivers.

He Suosi stood in the middle of the yard, breathing the air with the fragrance of grass and trees, and smiled with satisfaction.

Yuan Zhigong has already changed his clothes. Now it seems that his face is still pale, his lips are bloodless, and there is no difference from before. With a faint smile on his face, he said: "It can be regarded as stability." down."

"...What a fart is An Ding, I refined the Foundation Establishment Pill tonight, and I will go out tomorrow to find clues to the twin flowers of love roots—speaking of which, why are you still so sick?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Zhigong coughed and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He Suosi: "..." He didn't feel guilty at all.

Yuan Zhigong took out his handkerchief to wipe it as if nothing had happened, and said, "Why don't you believe me, the twin flowers with love roots are really incomprehensible, and I didn't find them from the North Sea."

He Suosi sneered: "I have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have never seen an unsolvable curse or poison. There may be no real twin flowers of love roots in Beihai, but there is always news. This is the most active place for communication."

Having said that, He Suosi flipped through the map in his mind: "Search in Beihai first, if you can't find me, go back to Zhongchuan, kill those who want to harm me in Yuntianzong, and use the strength of the sect to find me."

Speaking of this, he remembered one thing.

"When is the Yuntai meeting?"

"September thirteenth."

He Suosi frowned slightly: "There is still one month left, it seems that this time, everyone will neither see Immortal Guangyu nor Daoist Qianqiu."

Yuan Zhigong smiled and remained silent.

He Suosi squinted at the other party: "Do you have some conspiracy? Why are you laughing like this?"

Yuan Zhigong stared slightly: "No, why would you think so."

He Susi realized later that the other party was showing an innocent expression, and silently covered his face with his hands—it was hard to watch, okay?

He covered the opponent's face with his hand, and his fingers touched a piece of smooth skin. Yuanzhi spoke openly, and the heat sprayed on He Zuosi's palm. He Suosi quickly retracted his hand, not knowing what the other party said for a moment. I saw Yuan Zhigong's eyes were as clear as water, looking at him without blinking.

He Suosi asked vaguely, "What did you say?"

"I said... well, it's nothing." Yuan Zhigong stopped talking, he just told He Suosi that the twin flowers of love root will bloom every full moon, and it will feel a little subtle at that time, but since the other party didn't hear it, forget it .

At this time, the shopkeeper came to the door and brought all the materials needed for the foundation pill. The shopkeeper probably thought he was a low-level alchemist and gave him dozens of materials. The foundation pill was very simple for him. With the supplied materials, it is not a problem for him to make a dozen or twenty grains.

After He Suosi warned Yuan Zhigong not to leave the next room, he nestled in the alchemy room alone.

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Xie Shiying picked red and delicate osmanthus in the back mountain in the afternoon, and was about to come back to make wine. When he came back at dusk, he saw an inner disciple in front of his yard.

He would recognize it because the other party was wearing the clothes of an inner disciple. In fact, he was not familiar with most of the disciples in Qingguang Pavilion. Even though his own courtyard was undefended, few disciples would come to him.

But he has never been a harsh person. When he saw his disciple, he said softly, "What can you do with me?"

The disciple was trembling—he spoke to the head of the sect for the first time: "I, I went to the ruins in Yuanlian County with Brother Dao, today I, when we were going out, we met a person who robbed us of all our things. "

Xie Shiying frowned, he thought this disciple came to ask for his support, so he said: "Let's go to the Second Elder about this—or should I talk to the Second Elder for you?"

The disciple's voice trembled even more: "No, no, no, senior brother Dao has already told the second elder, and the second elder has already chased him with the residual spirit imprint."

Xie Shiying wondered: "Then, what else do you have to do? If you can't get the things back, you will be compensated."

The disciple lowered his head, and finally raised his voice and said, "Sect Leader, the person who robbed us seems to know you. Although Brother Dao said that the other party is lying, I am still worried. I think I should tell the leader."

Xie Shiying was taken aback, people who knew him in this world said more or less, he couldn't think of who would rob his disciple, whether it was an enemy or an old friend.

Until the disciple said the next thing: "I heard that person said that his name is He Suosi, and I don't know if there is such a person, is it a disciple, disciple Chaoyue..."

"He Suosi?!" Xie Shiying interrupted the man's incoherent words, his voice raised in surprise, "He said his name was He Suosi?"

"Yes, yes, that's what he said when he taught his brother that purple flame moon horse."

The flower basket in Xie Shiying's hand fell to the ground, and the petals of red osmanthus and pale pink fell all over the ground, and the rich fragrance of flowers rushed to her face immediately.

He lost his usual calm appearance, and said anxiously, "Second Elder, where did he go?"

The disciples were at a loss.

Xie Shiying frowned, turned around and swept outside the door.

——He Suosi, as expected, he is still alive.

He immediately went to the natal hall, took the second elder's natal order card, followed the direction on the natal order card, and chased after him in a flying boat.

The clouds gradually faded from deep red to orange, and the magnificent sea of ​​clouds was covered with blue-grey shadows. The moon approaching the full moon had already risen, casting soft moonlight like a silver veil. Xie Shiying passed through the clouds plated with silver edges, and the wind swept Crossing his face, the long hair dyed like ink was brought up, revealing the soft line of the jaw.

The moonlight also fell on his face, leaving mysterious shadows on his deep facial features. Although he tried his best to mobilize his spiritual power, he still looked calm and gentle.

It wasn't until the natal spirit card in his hand shattered that his expression changed slightly.

The shattered token quickly turned into ashes in his hand, representing the possibility of irrecoverability. He lowered his eyes slightly, covering the cold light in his eyes with deep thought.

Soon, he reached his destination.

In the small courtyard, there was a faint smell of blood. He stopped at the door, looked up at the small door without a plaque for a moment, stood quietly for a while, and then walked forward and knocked on the courtyard door.

In the yard, Yuan Zhigong, whose face was so pale that he seemed to pass out in a second, looked at the Jindan cultivator kneeling beside the shivering corpse of the distracted cultivator, and said softly, "Go and open the door."

The voice was cold, like the beating of gold and stone, without emotion.