Shi Yun Ⅱ Sings Crickets Last Night

The dishes on the table were cleaner than washed in no time.

When Xuan Zifeng packed up the tableware and came back, Song Yun was dealing with various documents piled up in the study.

Under the spirit stone lamp, Song Yun lowered his head slightly, and the light and shadow on his face spelled out his haggardness and fatigue.

"I still have to deal with the affairs of the Shenmu School, and I have manuscripts to write. Don't wait for me, go back and rest."

Xuan Zifeng didn't obediently obediently, and walked around behind Songyun like a follower.

"Master, I don't know the reason for Enxi's incident. Don't think it's your fault." Xuan Zifeng tugged at Song Yun's sleeve, afraid that Song Yun would blame himself for it.

Seeing that there was some worry hidden in Xuan Zifeng's bright eyes, Song Yun smiled reassuringly, and even stroked Xuan Zifeng's head and said "don't worry", but he didn't have the slightest intention to rest, and turned his head to start working again.

——This is obviously not reassuring me.

Xuan Zifeng took Shu Cai's special seat on weekdays, took the manuscript paper and wrote a letter of repentance, but was actually watching the progress of Song Yun's work.

Seeing that the thick documents and homework had bottomed out, Song Yun also put down the vermilion dip pen and stretched his neck.Xuan Zifeng reckoned that today's work was almost done, and planned to drag him back to rest.

Unexpectedly, Song Yun turned around and changed to a black pen, took another stack of previous manuscripts and began to revise.Looking at the thickness of those manuscripts, Song Yun obviously ran all night.

——What about indulging in my beauty?

Now Xuan Zifeng understood.

Previously, Song Yun had the appearance of a douchebag pillow on Xuan Zifeng's thigh when talking about serious business, purely to deceive Xiao Vegetable.

Song Yun knew the worries of her pro-student, so she deliberately acted lewd and incompetent, making her mistakenly think that her master could have a good rest after singing and singing every night.But in fact, how Song Yun tossed herself before, it is still the same now.

"Master, I'm so sleepy." Xuan Zifeng yawned beautifully restrainedly, tilted his head slightly with his face propped up, and acted like a sleepy fairy online, "Master, can you rest with me?"

The slender fingertips approached Song Yun's pen tip, and poked Song Yun's pen barrel playfully.

It's a bit childish, but his master is good at it.

Sure enough, Song Yun smiled and flicked the index finger that was holding the pen, and pushed away the beautiful chicken feet that blocked his manuscript, "Isn't it already the birthday, and you are already an adult? Why do you have to be coaxed before you are willing to sleep? Teacher Please hurry up, go back to the teaching assistant's house first, use some stealth skills, and be more careful."

Seeing that the devious tactics didn't work, Xuan Zifeng said bluntly: "Master, if you go on like this, it will damage your spiritual consciousness, so go to rest early."

"Well, I'll rest later." Song Yun followed the words.

—Wait until the moon is asleep?

Xuan Zifeng wanted to "wait a while" before doing his homework.

"Master, what you taught us before is to put our own safety first. Why, don't you set an example?"

Song Yun said lightly: "I can stand it, and I've always been used to it. Don't worry, I'm sure, and I'll rest after I'm done with this."

On the surface, he nodded and agreed, but in fact, oil and salt are not allowed.

Although he was verbally fooled by Song Yun, Xuan Zifeng took it as his duty to blow the wind around the pillow, and obviously he would not give up easily.

He thought to himself.

——Master is good to everyone, why is he so bad to himself?

In the spring, the toxin from the magic vine has been removed. Even if he suffers from insomnia and nightmares, it is impossible for him not to be tired and sleepy. Why has he refused to rest for more than ten years and squeezed his health?

In the study room, Song Yun's works and the bibliography that he participated in the compilation filled an entire bookshelf.From the "Little Spirit Master" series to the latest "Walk with the Teenagers" series, children and parents in half the world are now reading.

I still remember that when I first came to Baoyu City, Xuan Zifeng complained that Songyun's book was more accurate than a girl's aunt.

——Is it really worth it to exhaust your consciousness for these?

In Xuan Zifeng's view, this is more like "stubbornness" than "diligence".

"Master, why did you write a book?" Xuan Zifeng asked.

Song Yun turned over a page of the manuscript, and habitually used the opening remarks that he usually answers students' questions, "This is a very good question. Why do people write books and talk about it?"

After finishing speaking, Song Yun came to his senses and couldn't help laughing: "I'm used to it, I'm used to it, don't blame me."

"I don't mention those things that are there or not. To put it bluntly, it's all my selfishness. I can't understand the way many families raise their children. I feel uncomfortable. I wrote it for my own comfort. And... I just want to win. .” Song Yun gently shook his head.

——Arguing for your breath, who are you fighting for your breath in front of?Could it be...Hong Jianzong?

Xuan Zifeng suddenly thought that Songyun's love in Hongjianzong was always conditional.

The little master must not be outstanding, powerful, and obedient, otherwise his parents and his young master would not see him.He has been trying his best to win the approval of those people, to prove that he is worthy of attention and love.

After Song Yun cut off this desire for love, he used the way of overdrawing himself to prove to those people that he was not wrong, that he could live well without them.

——Perhaps, this is also the knot in Master's heart.

After thinking about this clearly, Xuan Zifeng got up and walked around behind Song Yun, gently massaging the man's shoulders that were stiff from sitting at his desk for a long time, "Master, I have something very important to tell you, which can take up a little of your writing time." time?"

The fairy man opened his mouth, who can ruthlessly refuse?

Song Yun put down his pen, raised his callused hand to cover Xuan Zifeng's, "You tell me, I'll listen."

"Do you believe me?"

"Believe it. Why don't you believe it?" Song Yun patted the back of Xuan Zifeng's hand lightly, "Don't worry too much, just say it if you want to."

Xuan Zifeng's hand slid down gently, and he bent down, the tip of Songyun's ear was on his lips, "Then tell me the truth, is your consciousness really okay?"

Being numb from the breathing in his ear, Song Yun turned his head slightly, "It's true that my consciousness is damaged, but it's not that I can't do anything, so don't worry."

"Master!" Xuan Zifeng bit the tip of Song Yun's reddish ear angrily.

The fairy man was wronged and wanted to take advantage of it.

Song Yun also knows that her chickens are good, so she can't be fooled.After hesitating for a moment, he still let out a long sigh and told the truth, "Chief, Master is indeed a little tired and can't stand it anymore."

"Then you don't know how to rest?" Xuan Zifeng gently rubbed Song Yun's painful temporal region, "Master, if you consume yourself like this, what's the use of being famous all over the world and hitting Hong Jianzong in the face? You It’s an excuse, but my body can’t bear your spoiling like this.”

The small thoughts that are pressed in my heart have always been afraid to see the light, and so is Song Yun.

Being pointed out by Xuan Zifeng this time, he first wanted to open his mouth to argue, but when he got to his mouth, he felt that what Xuan Zifeng said was not unreasonable.Thinking about it carefully, Song Yun realized that his secret thoughts might really be like this, so he also became dumb.

Seeing this, Xuan Zifeng gently lowered his head and rubbed Song Yun's ear to pursue the victory, "Master, you have to live a thousand years, and you will really vent your anger when you watch your students boil away those sour scholars."

Xiaojiao speaks well, but Xiaojiao is annoying.

Any hard-hearted person can melt into a puddle of water.

Song Yun liked him the most, holding his face and said softly: "I also understand in my heart, after so many years, why do I still care about Hong Jianzong? But... I always feel uneasy, so I don't do anything I feel unsatisfied and uneasy.”

He sighed slowly and said, "Chief, I'm actually not as good as you think. I can't do anything other than teach, and you are sure to go further than me. Pheasant, I also I'm afraid that if I don't move forward, one day I will be left too far behind by you."

Perhaps deep in his heart, Song Yun thinks that he is worthless, so he has to desperately let himself "own" value and prove himself.

"Master." Xuan Zifeng leaned over and kissed Song Yun's forehead, "I admire your strength, and I am also happy to embrace your fragility and imperfection. Perhaps people in the past would say, 'If you are not good enough, I will not love you. '. But not here."

His spiritual power surrounds Songyun Lingtai through his fingertips, warming Songyun's spiritual consciousness.

"You are worthy of being loved, there are no conditions, and you don't have to do anything." Xuan Zifeng went to hold Songyun's hand again, "Master, I beg you to treat yourself better, otherwise you are also hurting my heart. How can you treat my heart so badly?"

Song Yun couldn't help chuckling, "You have a sweet tongue, where did you learn all that nonsense?" He held Xuan Zifeng's hand and gently stroked it with his thumb.

After a long time, he nodded.

"I'll go to rest after changing another page, okay?"

Xuan Zifeng smiled brightly, imitating Song Yun's tone and said: "Success, why not?"

however……

——Master's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

"Chilang, this page and the following content are linked, I have to edit them together."

"Chilang, the structure of the entire chapter may have to be changed after the changes. Don't worry, it will be finished soon."

"Pheasant..."

Xuan Zifeng simply ignored his high-sounding excuses and directly found a more effective way to attack.

I saw that he squatted down beside the chair and lifted the hem of his robe neatly.

Seeing the hills looming out of the vortex, Song Yun panicked, "Xuan Zifeng, what are you doing?"

"I bow down under your pomegranate skirt, and kiss Fangze." The voice sounded muffled through the fabric, "You continue to revise your manuscript, and I will not delay you."

As he said that, Xuan Zifeng smacked "tsk", and his sweet tongue was busy with other tasks, so naturally he couldn't speak any stupid words.

——Chicken’s mouth is especially good at blowing.

"Pheasant! Don't, stop making trouble..."

Where has Song Yun been kissed like this before?First, psychologically, then physically.

In the tenderness and sweetness, Song Yun's voice gradually changed, and his body began to tremble, naturally he didn't have the heart to change any manuscripts.

When the mind flew to the top and became a little blurred, the hypnotic spell that was once used on Xuan Zifeng was painted on Song Yun's own forehead.

In the haze, Song Yun could only see Xuan Zifeng's pink tongue wiping away the melting snow from the corner of his lips, and heard him chuckle.

"Master does not abide by the curfew, you will be punished with a 'red leaf'."

When Xuan Zifeng finished speaking, Song Yun sank into the chair and lost consciousness.

——Master, it tastes too delicious, right?

Reminiscing about Song Yun's emotional appearance just now, Xuan Zifeng stroked the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and put the spoils from his fingertips into his mouth.

——It turns out that the book says "the skin is as moist as it is fresh, and the beauty is as good as eating" is this kind of taste.

The proud new rooster held its head high, carried the sleepy mother chicken back to the nest, and thoughtfully wiped the face and body with a hot towel, warming the bed along the way.

On the pillow embroidered with acacia, there is the fragrance of dream soul mixed with cedar.

However, such a quiet time was urgently stopped in the early morning of the next day.

The courtyard door of the mansion was knocked loudly, and the disciples of the Shenmu School outside the door were chattering non-stop, almost topple the roof.

——The rooster didn't even crow, but the cubs have learned how to announce the dawn?

Xuan Zifeng who was forced to open his eyes didn't want to pay attention, he turned his head and looked at Song Yun beside his eye pillow.

Song Yun was given a hypnotic spell, and was forced to vent once more before going to bed, and she was sleeping soundly at this time.

——Why doesn't the little boy want to be considerate of the mother chicken?I knew that I would get into trouble everywhere and come back to find Master to clean up the mess.

Xuan Zifeng was so shameless, he completely forgot that he was not a fuel-efficient lamp when he was in school.

——No way, let me suffer for the teacher.

He couldn't bear to wake Song Yun up, so he raised his hand and drew two sound-proof formations on the side of the man's snowy hair, and then transformed into a cedar spirit with the shapeshifting technique.

Fake Songyun opened the courtyard door unhurriedly.

Surrounded by seven or eight Shenmu School disciples outside the door.

Xuan Zifeng imitated the appearance of his master and said "what's the matter" slowly, before the "why are you so flustered" came out, he was interrupted by the noisy disciples of Shenmu School.

"The big thing is wrong, it's urgent! Who are you...?"

Only then did Xuan Zifeng react.

It is still the second half of the year, and Song Yun often wears the old taro skin.

At that moment, Xuan Zifeng used all the wisdom given to him by his 14 years of spy career, and completed a textbook-level impromptu performance, "I am Mr.'s book boy, Jade Dragonfly."

The fake dragonfly and the real chicken want to applaud themselves in circles around their faces from the bottom of their hearts.

"Wait a moment, I'll call Mr.

After finishing speaking, Xuan Zifeng closed the courtyard door swiftly, turned around and turned into an old taro, and then opened the door again.

Those kids were probably frightened too, they didn't come to think about why "Songyun" came so fast.

The girl in the lead turned pale with fright, "Mr. Songyun is not well, senior sister Nanze and Teacher Shu are fighting!"

"..."

The huntress from the Northern Territory and the Luanxi craftsman made a direct line fight, and it's not normal not to scare a few new disciples.

"Hey, what did I think?" Xuan Zifeng waved his hands in a dignified manner, "The scene where they are sparring looks brutal, just get used to it. As long as there is no blood, it's not a big deal."

Shu Cai's psychic powers can be repaired for all things outside of her body, so she doesn't have to worry about smashing any valuables.Xuan Zifeng obviously didn't take it seriously.

"I've seen blood, I've seen blood! They've seen blood!" The disciple was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and his mouth was not very sharp.

Only then did Xuan Zifeng realize that the situation might really be a little serious.

"Who saw blood? How bad is it?"

The disciple hurriedly replied: "It's Teacher Shu, the neck was cut by the hanging blade wire!"

——! ! !

The back of Xuan Zifeng's neck felt cold, secretly thinking that something was wrong.

"If you have a clear mind, call the Tongshilou Medical Department! Be quick-spoken, and go find the disciples of Lian Shengfeng to fight! If you don't want things to get more troublesome, don't let the Luanxi builders know! Go!"

Now it doesn't matter whether he looks like Song Yun or not, Xuan Zifeng hastily arranged tasks for all the cubs, and then disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Without needing anyone to lead the way, Xuan Zifeng rushed to the battlefield quickly looking for the place where the spiritual power collided and exploded.

That is the forest road connecting Shenmu School to Tongshi Building.

At this moment, Shu Cai, who was caught in the big net of Hanging Blade, could not move, and could barely support her body with spiritual power, otherwise, the force of her weight falling would be enough to cut her into pieces by Hanging Blade .

Dozens of small pitch-black ball nails are scattered high and low on the trunks of the trees in the road, and each ball nail involves and disperses several transparent thin lines, interweaving into a blade network that is hard to see with the naked eye.

If it wasn't for Shu Cai's bright red blood sliding down the hanging blade threads, no one else would be able to see those transparent threads.

With the wound as the boundary, the lower half of Shu Cai's neck was covered in blood, and his body was covered with wounds cut by the hanging blades, dripping blood, falling on the ground and staining the slate red.

Fortunately, judging from the amount of bleeding, the hanging blade thread should have only scratched the skin shallowly, and did not hurt the arteries in the neck, otherwise Shu Cai would really die.

Xuan Zifeng could tell that Nanze Enxi should have murderous intentions towards Shu Cai, but stopped at the last moment.

"Hiss..." Shu Cai's body trembled slightly, her face touched the hanging edge, and there were a few more bright red streaks of blood.

In this regard, Nanze Enxi just stepped on the suspended Qianji hidden box and watched coldly.

If it is limited to "competition" instead of "death fight", Shu Cai and Nanze Enxi's winning rate is [-]-[-].After joining the cabinet, Shu Cai took the courses made by Luanxi and made some achievements in hidden weapons. Coupled with her strong body and changeable spiritual power, she was indeed evenly matched with Nanze Enxi in the battle.

But if it is replaced by taking people's lives, Nanze Enxi is overwhelmingly strong.

The spiritual coercion of the fifth stage against the third stage, and the unique hidden weapon of the direct line made by the craftsman of Luanxi, are beyond Shu Cai's comparison.What's more, she has always been defenseless against Nanze Enxi, how can she be against him?

Xuan Zifeng was not in a hurry to show up, he was afraid that his appearance would break the delicate balance in front of him.

"Enxi... Listen to me, the master is very clear-headed, and he has not been instigated by the Lingfeng Hall. How could he hurt you after teaching you for so many years?" Shu Cai obviously couldn't hold it anymore, her voice was phony and trembling of.

Xuanrensi did not relax because of this sentence, but collapsed even tighter, cutting Shu Cai's upper arm muscles.

"The secret agent Xuan Zifeng is dead, no one is bewitching the teacher. But you saintesses should not have the idea of ​​making Luan Xi." Nanze Enxi tightened the rings on her fingers, as long as she clenched her fists, hanging The shredded blade can cut Shu Cai into pieces including flesh, flesh and bones.

Shu Cai's face was confused, "What saintess religion?"

The hanging blade tightened a little more, cutting through Shu Cai's spiritual power and sinking into the muscles and bones.Nanze Enxi said coldly: "Be honest, the spies sent by the Saintess Sect should not pretend to be stupid, or the spy's end will be your tomorrow."

——Co-authored by Master Nanze Do you mean all the staff are undercover?Xuan Zifeng was startled.

It wasn't just Xuan Zifeng who was greatly surprised, Shu Cai who was hanging in mid-air waiting to be slaughtered hadn't figured it out since she started.She is really wronged, the kind of wronged that Yangliu outside the city can give her snow.

Shu Cai was so wronged that she couldn't laugh or cry, "Oh, Enxi! Our family doesn't believe in the Holy Maiden Church at all. I haven't been to a church in Dalian since I was a child. I didn't go to a normal school instead of a church school when I was a spirit teacher. The Xiangyu Pavilion that came directly has nothing to do with the half Lingjue of the Saintess Cult!"

"what!--"

A cry of pain came out of Shu Cai's mouth.

It was Nanze Enxi who tightened his fist and cut off Shu Cai's left little finger.

"Still arguing! Do you think others don't know that you are singing the chant of the saint?" Nanze Enxi stared at her bloodshot eyes, "I've all set my mind on Luanxi craftsman, and said that I Isn’t it from the Saintess Sect?”

"Enxi, stop!"

Xuan Zifeng appeared in the form of an old taro, and while the two were distracted, he used spiritual power to quietly take back Shu Cai's severed finger in time.

——The fracture is neat and clean without poisoning, and Tongshilou can be connected!

Then, he hurriedly said, "Cai'er is not a member of the Saintess Sect. If she really wants to steal the secrets of Luanxi Craftsmanship, why does she stay in Shenmu School instead of going to Luanxi Craftsmanship? She has been classmates for many years, what is Cai'er like?" Don't you know the person?"

But Nanze Enxi couldn't listen to anything anymore, "She only got close to me because of Luanxi's ignorance, that's all hypocrisy. Teacher, you are really confused, and you actually believe in two people with evil intentions!"

——Master Nanze, there is no trickster trying to harm you!

Xuan Zifeng was about to pass away.

However, as the saying goes: good fortune never comes without double, misfortune never comes singly, and even more maddening things happen at this moment.

"Enxi, stop!"

Zhen Songyun woke up at some point, and appeared in the eyes of everyone at this extremely embarrassing time.

A fake taro and a jade dragonfly fell silent the moment they saw each other.

"..."

There was not much time for Xuan Zifeng to be in a daze. He was quick to use his wits, and in the blind spot of Nanze Enxi's sight, he used the Lingyu Pendant to tap the metal parts on the belt, and then used his spiritual power to distort the place where the sound came out to change the tone.

"Ding"!

It is the crisp sound of gold and jade colliding.

Xuan Zifeng's spiritual power instantly covered the ground of the forest all over his body, impacted upwards, and blew all the golden leaves into the sky.In an instant, yellow leaves covered the sky and covered the four people's heads.

--Look like!Just ask if you look like Master's psychic activation!

With this operation and Xuan Zifeng's starry eyes winking vigorously, Song Yun instantly understood.

"Ding"!

The sound of gold and jade sounded again.

This time, it's really magical.

The author has something to say: Jizai’s Lefengtang branch—information that can be made public at present

(礻转) son

Pronounced xuán (second tone) is a petticoat, which often appears under the loose robes of men's clothing in the Ming Dynasty.

Cantilever wire

Luanxi crafts concealed weapons, which are similar to the spider silk ropes used for climbing, pulling, and lassoes, but the craftsmanship is more complicated.The whole body is transparent, thinner than hair, weaker in elasticity and better in strength, and it is difficult for ordinary spirit weapons to cut.It can resist sharp blades and can also be used as a mechanism.

——The dividing line of the author's clear water shallow cabin——

This chapter is a little dissatisfied and needs to be fixed. Forgive me for being busy recently, my body is also bad, and my mood is tired, so the writing is also a QAQ.