lure way

Ling Mochen's shoulders are covered with purple-red scars, which are particularly abrupt on the nearly perfect smooth skin, especially the left shoulder is the most serious. The scars are tangled like tree roots and spread to the arms. It seems that they must have been It was caused by fierce scratching and biting by monsters.

Gong Loujue's complexion was waxy, her finger touched the scar, trembling uncontrollably, her eyes fixed on Ling Mochen's left hand, Ling Mochen's left hand wears a palm protector all the year round, even in the scorching summer, Yun Chuxiao Once ridiculed him for being possessed by icebergs, but Gong Loujue only thought that he had a rigorous personality and strictly followed the rules of the sect. It was only then that he suddenly realized what was hidden under the palm protection? !

It was also when Ling Mochen entered the school that Bai Lingshan asked his disciples to wear palm guards. The purpose was obvious, and it was to help Ling Mochen hide his secrets.

It has been nearly 20 years, Gong Loujue wanted to take a look at the demon puppet mark he personally left on the back of Ling Mochen's hand, just as his fingertips touched Ling Mochen's left hand, he grabbed his wrist tightly, Ling Mochen frowned uncomfortably, It seemed that he was struggling to open his heavy eyelids, his lips were opening and closing, and he couldn't speak clearly, but he could vaguely hear a few words:

"Don't touch my palm, stay away from me, go...go..."

"Okay, I won't move, I won't move..." Gong Loujue retracted his hand as he said.

Only then did Ling Mochen feel relieved, his brows gradually eased, he turned over, put his left hand on his side and fell back into a deep sleep, leaving only Gong Loujue's bare back, with a few light lines faintly visible between the messy clothes. Light scratches cover the lower back.

Gong Loujue's heart ached like numbness for a moment.

"Father...mother...baby...baby hurts...it hurts." In the dream, the ferocious fox threw him down and bit him fiercely. , the sharp fangs seemed to tear him into pieces, he shouted for help hoarsely, but he could only hear the sound of his shoulder bone being bitten off, and the strong smell of blood entered his nostrils, only despair remained in his scarlet eyes, and he was about to Buried in the belly of the demon, he fell into boundless fear.

"Hold on, hold on! Hold on!"

Hearing Ling Mochen's breathing disordered like weeping, Gong Loujue called him repeatedly, and took him into his arms. Although he knew that he was no longer qualified to hug him, he still couldn't help approaching him, and patted him one after another. back, and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

In the dream, the scene suddenly changed, and someone hugged him gently, with a reassuring breath, fresh and warm, on the mountainside where the catkins were flying, that person smiled at him and said:

"Hengzhi, isn't this place beautiful?"

Ling Mochen stretched out his hand to grab the man, Gong Loujue raised his hand and interlocked his fingers.

Ling Mochen fell asleep peacefully from then on, and there was no more nightmare in the night.

Waking up in the morning, he saw an empty room. For a moment, Ling Mochen stood up suddenly, his head was slightly dizzy, and subconsciously checked the palm of his left hand. Seeing that the palm was still there, and his clothes were neat, he finally felt relieved.He clearly remembered drinking with Gong Loujue last night, and then... vaguely remembered knocking down someone, who was that person?Ling Mochen closed his eyes and tried to think back, Gong Loujue's face came to mind, and then... Then how did he return to the bedroom?

The noise outside the house interrupted Ling Mochen's thoughts, Yun Chuxiao had already rushed in, this was the first time he had to enter Ling Mochen's bedroom, he couldn't help sighing, this... this is too much Neatness is too clean, the pear wood desk is spotless, the pen holders on the desk are filled with writing brushes from large to small, a stack of spare blank talisman papers is neat, and even the laundry in the corner is stacked. The land is like a book.

The most tingling thing is the three-foot-long screen. It is not painted with mountains and waters, not with poems and songs, and not with pictures of beauties. Instead, the front is filled with homework in small letters, and the back is painted with thousands of words. It is in the shape of a monster, with exquisite brushwork and vivid colors.Ferocious wolf monsters, beautiful flower spirits, handsome bamboo monsters...these are all there, making it dizzying for the eyes to read. The annotations below the pictures are much more interesting than the dull text-style narration in the book. Yun Chuxiao obviously likes it more. This kind of commentary with rich pictures and texts, one looks at it and forgets the business, saying:

"Senior brother! No wonder you are at the top of Bailing Mountain's cultivation base, so you work so hard in private! It's amazing!" Yun Chuxiao stared at Ling Mochen with eyes full of admiration.

"If you work hard, you can too." Ling Mochen said lightly.

"Hey..." Yun Chuxiao smiled embarrassedly, "I'd better forget it."

"Last month's classwork spirit-gathering talisman was wrongly drawn, and an extra stroke was added at the end; Yufeng Talisman, the word Feng was missing a stroke." Ling Mochen picked out Yun Chuxiao's homework from the neatly arranged bookshelf, and stacked two thick stacks All the talismans were written wrong, "Go back and write another one to make up. There is also this..." Ling Mochen took out Murong Yu's homework, a complicated piece of soul-departing talisman, the talisman was correct, but there was a typo in the signature.

"Murong Xuan, it's written as Murong Ji." Ling Mochen said indifferently, "Although your imitation of Qian He's handwriting is very similar, Qian He will not make such a low-level mistake."

How did the elder brother know that I wrote it in imitation of modest handwriting?If it wasn't for being humble and asking for help, could I have made a mistake?Yun Chuxiao was aggrieved, and the smile on his face was almost unstoppable, but at this time Murongxu himself came to the scene, knocked Yun Chuxiao on the head and asked, "Xu wrote it as a base? What about my clothes?"

Yun Chuxiao rolled her eyes, and said, "You're a beauty when you put on clothes, and a base when you take off your clothes. Isn't it still you? It's just that you're missing a piece of clothing, and it's not that you're missing a piece of meat."

Such sophistry, Murong Xuan shook his head with a smile, and suddenly said seriously: "Yun Xuan, did you say that?"

"Ah!" Only then did Yun Chuxiao remember the business, and said to Ling Mochen:

"Today, another letter of distress from the people of Qingzhou was sent to your study, senior brother. The letter said that Hua Kun broke free from the demon bag and escaped, and killed eight people successively. The whereabouts of Yin Lie, the young master of the Qingzhou sect is still unknown."

Ling Mochen was not surprised by this. He had already expected such serious consequences when he was forced to hand over Hua Kun, but he was helpless. He couldn't fight his master, so he could only hand over Hua Kun.What can we do now?Ignoring the door rules again, disobeying the teacher's orders?Thinking of Master's quiet back, Ling Mochen hesitated, this time he could no longer turn back.

"Yun Chuxiao, you seem to have missed the most important point." Murong Xuan said.

Yun Chuxiao asked with a bitter face, "I didn't say it on purpose, am I still thinking about what to say?"

Ling Mochen realized something was wrong, and just thinking of the possibility made him shudder, "Quickly, where is Lou Jue?"

"Junior Gong, he..." Yun Chuxiao looked at Murong Xuan as if asking for help, and Murong Xuan said: "He is missing. I have passed on a letter to my fellow practitioners who have been training outside, and once I find his whereabouts, I will immediately send him back to the mountain." .”

"How can he be so nonsense!" Ling Mochen suddenly patted the desk beside him, pursed his lips and scolded in a low voice, and the poor furniture made a muffled sound.Ling Mochen's face was gloomy like dark clouds, and Yun Chuxiao was taken aback. As far as he could remember, the senior brother had always been happy and angry, and this was the first time he saw him get angry.

"Shu shui..." How could the wooden table withstand Ling Mochen's palm? When Yun Chuxiao poked it, it fell apart and turned into a pile of wood slag.

"Sorry." Sensing that he lost control of his emotions, Ling Mochen apologized, and Murong Xuan shook his head and said:

"It's okay, the most urgent thing now is to find Junior Brother Lou Jue first. Before Master knows about this, let's hide it first, and we have already gone to find the fellow who has been training outside, we..."

"I'll go find him." Before Murong Xuan could finish speaking, Ling Mochen had already rushed out the door.

"Is senior brother going to violate the school rules again this time?" Yun Chuxiao asked.

"This is the first time for the people of Qingzhou, and I have no hesitation; this time, it is for Gongloujue, I have no hesitation. My senior brother..." Murong Xuan smiled softly, "I'm afraid I fell in love with Gongloujue."

"...Two men?" Yun Chuxiao raised his eyebrows in doubt.

Murong Xuan nodded, and looked at Yun Chuxiao with a pair of bright eyes with a slight smile. Yun Chuxiao was stared at by him and was not willing to be outdone. He touched Murong Xuan's chin and asked abruptly: "Do you know how to watch?" Is it Master Ben?"

Murong Xuan still smiled, and instead of answering, asked, "How do you say that?"

"You forged the Moon Chasing Bow, Chasing Wind Sword, and Hidden Arrow for me..." Yun Chuxiao swiped his fingers like a treasure, and finally asked, "Are these the dowry you prepared for yourself?"

Murong Xuan smiled without answering, and said: "Let's go, it's time to practice early."