White lotus cultivation system

Chen Yinyin, a cashier at the supermarket, was leaning against the counter, holding a small scrub and scratching her nails. She had been observing that unusually beautiful short-haired girl for quite a while. She seemed to be inexperienced, standing in front of the counter with sanitary napkins and looking eastward. Look, look around, stop for a while and frown to think, looking hesitant and undecided.

Seeing the distressed look of the girl, Chen Yinyin smiled knowingly, what a young and lovely girl, is it her first menstruation?She couldn't help but think of when she was a teenager, when she was really startled by so much blood.What do you say then? ...and then just not coming for a long time because her boyfriend got her pregnant.

At this time, the selected girl walked up to her to pay the bill, and Chen Yinyin found that the other girl was tall and tall among girls, about 1.7 meters five, right?With a hint of envy, she saw more than a dozen packs of thickened night food in front of her, and she couldn't help kindly reminding: "You should prepare some of each kind for day and night..."

The mercenary in neutral clothes said with a blushing face, "No, no need...my quantity is relatively large..."

……

He sneakily returned home with a bag of broken angel wings, and the young man he picked up from the alley was just like a broken doll (?) He discarded it on the floor of the living room, Mr. Mercenary said I really can't blame him too much for this matter, because this guy who is not only bloody but also covered in footprints and rolled on the ground is real!exist!yes!too!dirty!up!

When Han Yi heard the sound of the door opening, the muscles all over his body tensed for a moment. The unfamiliar environment and the people who couldn't grasp the intention at all made him almost never stop thinking about all kinds of things that were about to happen after he was brought here. Bad guessing of things.

If he... I will... If he... then I... Han Yi kept playing out Hollywood underworld escape dramas in his mind, and Leng Jun's face unconsciously showed an innate ferocity!

However, everything he expected(?) didn’t happen. This paper tiger young man who could only lie on the ground daydreaming but couldn’t move a single finger, watched helplessly as the beautiful boy opened the shopping bag in his hand. A piece of supplies that was bought outside, such as trauma medicine, bandages, clothes, ingredients, etc. were placed on the coffee table in the living room, and then he went into the toilet with the still bulging shopping bag.

Didn't even look at him during this time!

The door of the toilet slammed shut, and Han Yi let out a slight breath with complicated emotions.

After a period of time that was longer than the small size and shorter than the large size, Mr. Mercenary walked out of the toilet refreshed and refreshed. The feeling of changing into a clean diaper is always so joyful!At this time, he felt that the sky was clear, the flowers were red, and the young man lying on the ground like a dead dog in front of him didn't seem so annoying anymore.

The beautiful boy couldn't help showing a charming angelic smile, stepped forward, knelt down, and gently touched Han Yi's dog's head: "Wait a minute? I'm going to heal your wound now, it may hurt a little, please bear with it." .”

Han Yi lost his temper after being slapped lovingly by this middle school student who was younger than him, and his dirty face suddenly twisted into a ball!

At this time, the young man stood up and came back with a pair of scissors in his hand after a while. He came to Han Yi with a smile, and slipped his hand, and the scissors fell off, and the tip of the knife went straight into Han Yi's weak body On the ground between his legs (I really don't want to type the last three words), penetrating three points!This is really a handsome pair of scissors, with a particularly sharp blade that smells like meat!

"...!" Han Yi fixed his eyes on the scissors that were shining with cold light.

Are you finally going to expose your intentions and do something to me?I knew your identity wasn't that simple, but just now you tricked me into going home under the guise of healing your wounds! (Need I remind you that's how you got lured here)

"Uh..." Uncle Bing's smile stiffened, and he pulled out the scissors as if nothing had happened: "These scissors are so greasy... I just used them to kill bullfrogs..."

Staring at the unreliable young man in front of him, the indifferent young man on the ground unconsciously raised a "well" character on his forehead, bullfrog, huh, bullfrog!Such a vicious mind, don't you want to watch me die from wound infection without killing me yourself!

Wait for me, you bastard with evil intentions, as long as I, Han Yi, can survive this test with one breath, you will definitely suffer!

The young man was thinking ferociously, but saw the young man turn around and leave again. After rinsing the scissors in the kitchen, he came over with a basin of steaming water. The beautiful young man was half kneeling on the ground, so slender and tender Holding the scissors, the small hands that seemed to be broken when pinched, cut open the broken and dirty clothes on his body with ease under Han Yi's horrified eyes. The cloth stuck to the wound by the coagulated blood was also carefully melted with warm water Down and down, the young man gradually revealed his scarred upper body.

The rough and clumsy treatment he imagined did not come (ambiguity), but the panic in Han Yi’s heart continued unabated. He stared at the other party who skillfully applied medicine and bandaged his wound—this young and beautiful boy What is the identity?

"Who are you and what is your name?"

"Li Mohuai." He replied without raising his head.

Li Mohuai?never heard of that. "...My name is Yan Qi."

Yan Qi?The beautiful boy raised his eyebrows secretly, using a pseudonym, it seems that he has a certain defensiveness towards himself.

"Why are you so proficient in treating wounds?" It can even be said to be professional.Han Yi asked tentatively.

Mr. Mercenary carefully cleaned the hideous wounds of young people on the ground, and replied in a careless voice: "Because I often get hurt."

Injured often?What Uncle Bing didn't know was that his casual answer caused the suspicious young man to fall into endless contemplation. Various conjectures flashed through his mind, and the traces of Han Yi's frown became more and more serious.

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and the beautiful boy got up, washed his hands, and ran to open the door.

After the door opened, Zhao Jiayan tightly hugged the figure who worried him so much that he couldn't sleep all night: "Tell me, where have you been?"

"Hospital..." Mr. Mercenary smiled wryly, and patted the handsome boy's back comfortingly: "My mother is sick and hospitalized."

Zhao Jiayan buried her head on the beautiful boy's thin shoulder: "Do you know how worried I am about you?"

He thought that the dozens of text messages and missed calls on his phone were all made by the young man in front of him, and he sighed involuntarily: "...I know."

"I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid of you..." I'm afraid that something will happen to you, and I'm even more afraid of you...I can't think about it because of Gu Shaofeng. (You think too much) Zhao Jiayan's peripheral vision passed through his shoulder, and he seemed to vaguely see a figure lying on the ground: "Mo Huai, who is that person?"

Uncle Bing followed his gaze and met Han Yi's fierce eyes: "He's injured, I'll take him home for treatment."

"stranger?"

"Uh..." Mr. Mercenary was stopped by the question: "It's neither completely unfamiliar nor familiar..."

Zhao Jiayan frowned worriedly: "How can someone you don't know casually take home? You really don't have the heart to guard against others at all. What if you cure someone and it hurts you instead?"

The conversation between the two did not mean to avoid Han Yi at all. Zhao Jiayan's blunt objection attracted two cold and sullen glances from the young man lying on the ground. Damn child, I, Han Yi, will not be so useless as to repay kindness and revenge. Good...huh?What does it mean to repay kindness and revenge, I should retaliate with an eye!

At that time, Zhao Jiayan also looked at this side. The eyes of this pair of people who were destined to be at odds sparked a fierce electric fire in the air!

"Don't worry about that," the beautiful boy couldn't help laughing, "He can't do anything to me."

Han Yi, who was releasing murderous aura with his eyes, couldn't help but get angry when he heard the words, damn it, am I so weak and have no character at all? !

After finally sending the worried and handsome boy away, Mr. Mercenary turned around and continued, tidied up Han Yi neatly, and finally moved him to a nest—because there was no spare guest room for him in the simple house, his mother It is not suitable for a man to live in the room, and there are some deeper considerations, so he finally placed this cold and handsome young man in his bedroom.

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As soon as Uncle Bing arrived at the school the next day, the fat squad leader hurriedly called him: "Li Mohuai's children's shoes, Lennon was away yesterday, and there is a new head teacher in Women's class, he told Lennon to go to the office to find him if he came today! "

"Knock down."

"Come in."

The beautiful boy knocked on the door politely, and walked into the office. A tall male teacher was sitting in the seat dedicated to the head teacher of Class One (1), and was putting a few photos in his clothes into the inner pocket.

The head teacher, who claimed to be surnamed Wang, showed a kind smile on his face when he saw the person coming. He sized up the young man unscrupulously before saying, "Li Mohuai, you are here." One finger: "Pull the chair over here and sit down."

Mr. Mercenary was also polite, he pulled a chair and sat in front of the man.

"Oh, the teacher is a little thirsty, can you make me a cup of coffee?" The man waited for him to sit down and sent a message, and he picked up the coffee cup from his hand and handed it to the beautiful boy: "Thank you, Li Mohuai classmate."

The boy didn't show any anger on his face, he nodded and took the cup.

When he brought the steaming hot coffee cup to the new head teacher in front of him, the man reached out to take the cup, and quickly touched the beautiful boy's palm. When he felt a smooth and delicate piece, he His expression moved slightly.

The beautiful boy still looked at him calmly.

The tall male teacher sat in the rotating office chair and leaned forward slightly, with a look of great interest in the upcoming conversation: "Student Li Mohuai, let's have a good chat now. How is your study status recently? Can you concentrate in class? Pay attention?"

The slender boy sat obediently, with his hands on his knees: "Thanks to the teacher's concern, my studies are not bad now."

"It's okay? Hehe...Okay." The man smiled, and took out a test paper from the drawer: "Do the questions on it and let me have a look."

The boy took the test paper, glanced at it, then raised his head abruptly, looking straight at the new class teacher in front of him.

This is a math paper for the midterm exam.

"Li Mohuai, No. 2 in the school for the midterm exam," the male teacher pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, wrinkled his nose slightly awkwardly, and seemed not very used to this thing on his face: "It's good to get a score of 147 in mathematics." Achievement."

As he said that, the man took out a small object from the briefcase on the side and put it in the center of the desk: "I think you must remember it."

It was a black fountain pen, it looked very ordinary, and it was sold everywhere in the market, but when Mr. Mercenary saw it, his pretty face finally changed his expression.

"What do you want to do?"

The man kept a modest smile: "Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to ask you, where did this device come from?"

Mr. Mercenary took a deep breath deep in his heart, pretending to be confused: "It was given by someone else."

"Who gave it?"

"do not know."

"Do you know what this is?"

"Cheat tool."

"Cheating tool?" The man sneered: "Did that person say that when he gave it to you? Brian's interpretation technology is used to cheat middle school students in exams... What a sense of humor."

The beautiful boy was full of doubts: "What are you talking about?"

"Tell the teacher, where is the person who taught you to cheat like this?"

Mr. Mercenary firmly insisted: "I don't know..."

"I don't know? Do you think I will believe it?" Facing the young man's questions, the man couldn't help but run out of patience. He suddenly changed the subject: "Your mother has stomach cancer and needs a lot of medical bills."

The beautiful boy showed a sad expression, and at the same time asked in surprise: "How do you know, teacher?"

"Of course I know...heh," the man looked at the beautiful young man in front of him, and just tested him, whether it was the slender and frail figure or the smooth and soft right hand, it was enough for him to conclude that the man in front of him didn't even have a gun. What kind of role does the beautiful boy who has never touched before play in getting along with "that person", the man showed a playful smile: "I have heard that that person is not jealous of men and women, I didn't expect that even if he fled here and hid, he would know how to enjoy it." Yanfu."

"What a beautiful boy, it's no wonder that man is willing to take out the money in his Swiss bank account to treat your mother for you, even at the expense of revealing his whereabouts. By the way, you know that man Who is it? Here I might as well tell you that he is a desperado who can give his life to anyone as long as he gives money, a vicious guy."

Mr. Mercenary heard that, if he understood correctly, the harmless image he deliberately showed and the flaws he showed just now made the other party analyze a conclusion that made him feel a little dumbfounded.

It turns out that in the eyes of others, I used to be... vicious and male and female?

——What else can he do except laugh and cry.

The man who was proud of the absurd conclusion he drew spoke again: "You have even handed over the bank account to you. You are really clever. If you can't find that person, you think I am too easy to fool. As long as You obediently tell me where that person is hiding, and the teacher will turn a blind eye to your cheating this time, but if you are stubborn, don't blame me for dealing with cheating students seriously!"

The shoulders of the beautiful boy sitting on the chair trembled slightly, and he couldn't hide his fear: "Teacher, I really don't know!"

"Hmph, I might as well tell you the truth. The reason why the Swiss bank account was frozen is because that person has been locked by us. He can't escape. You have to think carefully about ruining your future for a desperado. Are you really willing?"

The beautiful boy thought for a while, and said: "I... I understand the teacher's kindness, how about this, as soon as I have the whereabouts of that person, I will tell you."

Hearing this, the man finally showed a satisfied smile. The escaped man has always been scheming. If the young man in front of him could really tell his whereabouts, it would be suspicious. reasonable.

The new head teacher thought he got what he wanted, so he didn't bother to hide anything anymore, and waved to the boy directly: "It's okay, you can go, remember to pay attention."

"Yes, teacher, I will!" The boy hurriedly stood up and said sincerely.

The sound of the chair being moved back to its original place in the office sounded, and a handsome figure who had been standing quietly for a while outside the door just walked away.