After rebirth, I bent the sword cultivator No.1

Although Qinniang explained her attitude, everyone was still skeptical, and finally decided to take Qinniang with her and go to the next mountain to have a look. As for her cultivation... Everyone said that there was not much anyway. A little bit, and it will be quick to start all over again!

After the discussion, everyone went back to their rooms.

Jun Yanshan lay down for less than half a stick of incense when someone slipped into his room again.

In the darkness, Jun Yanshan quietly stared at the sneaky figure, but there was no ups and downs in his heart - he knew that something must be wrong with this dead child.

Zhao Yue quietly closed the door, looked back at Shang Jun Yanshan's silly son's eyes, scratched his head in embarrassment, and casually found a topic, "Senior Brother Lu... It's windy outside."

"Yes, it should rain." Jun Yanshan didn't know why, so he followed his words.

"It's okay if it rains, the rain outside will always stop, but the rain in my heart will keep falling..."

Jun Yanshan: "..."

What the hell, can this silly boy be saved?Those who didn't know thought they had let him down.

Zhao Yue held Jun Yanshan's hand sincerely, "Senior brother Lu, you must keep your heart!"

Jun Yanshan asked: "What is your original intention?"

"Pursue Elder Xie's true heart! I want to see the finale of "The Biography of the Disciples of Obscene Objects"!" Although he didn't know that the book was compiled by 'Lu Qinghe', Zhao Yue's spirit of seeking knowledge has never been extinguished. From chasing books before to fanning Allah.

Jun Yanshan kicked the man out with a black face, returned to the bed and sat cross-legged, pondered for a long time before he took out the dozen or so pornographic books from the Qiankun bag and placed them on the bed.

"Hey……"

worry.

If it wasn't for the soul of the cultivator who still had the opportunity to become a ghost cultivator after death, he really wanted to recruit a soul roughly, and ask this brother Lu what he thought, and then ask him whether he took Xie Xue. Lou what made Xie Xuelou follow him so persistently.

After half a day of mental preparation, Jun Yanshan opened the pile of books.

Ever since he learned from Xie Xuelou that these things were actually written by the original body of this body, he has become more repulsed by these books, but intellectually he knows that this book was written by 'Lu Qinghe'. This kind of thing is more or less subjective, maybe he can get some useful information from it?

Unlike the last time I was caught off guard by Zhao Yue and watched a few paragraphs, this time Jun Yanshan forced himself to observe carefully, and speculate on the writer's intentions by the way...

Jun Yanshan took a deep breath and opened the booklet, but he didn't hold on for half an hour, so he closed the book blushing, and threw it out in frustration, "What, what, what, this man... How can a man do such a thing? !"

There is no doubt that the scale of the chapter he read today is not limited to kissing, touching, cuddling and hugging.

However, although Jun Yanshan didn't understand the truth, his mind began to associate with the description in the words... He didn't know whether his thinking was correct, anyway, it was quite shameless.

That night, Jun Yanshan managed to lose sleep...

……

Uncle Wang would get up before dawn in the morning to feed the chickens and pigs and clean the yard. Thinking that there were guests at home, he planned to make a richer breakfast.As a result, when he opened the door, he saw the handsome monk from yesterday standing in front of his door with black eyes, which almost scared him out of epilepsy.

"Uncle Wang." Jun Yanshan pursed his lips, and said with a complicated expression, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

He had to find something to do, or he'd go crazy.

So after a while, Jun Yanshan appeared in front of the stove at Uncle Wang's house, washing rice.

He was an orphan who was abandoned by his mother in a ruined temple when he was four years old, and then became a little beggar.

So in terms of life skills, he is quite good at it. The only trouble is that he seems to have a strange ability, which is to cook porridge without a paste.

After Jun Yanshan finished scouring the rice, he suddenly remembered that he was now 'Lu Qinghe'. Jun Yanshan had a thought, and was ready to try his 'best' porridge.

As a result, there was an extra pot of... mushy rice porridge on the dining table of several sword cultivators.

Zhao Yue glanced at the porridge with an unusual color, and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Jun Yanshan: "... rice porridge."

Zhao Yue looked serious, "I would like to call it rice paste."

"Don't eat it!" Jun Yanshan stood up angrily, and was about to take away the bowls of porridge on the table and feed them to the rhubarb outside.At this time, a clean and slender hand stretched out, and the bony fingers tapped the quilt twice, and then took away the bowl of porridge in his hand.

Jun Yanshan was numb, because the owner of that hand was Xie Xuelou, and among the things he read last night, there were too many descriptions about his hand.

——The hands are like those carved out of jade.The warm white jade brushed across the skin of Lu Qinghe's back, causing him to tremble. The jade pestle went down his back, as if counting down his spine one by one, all the way down, it stopped at the spine of the tail...

Jun Yanshan's face began to flush red again.

In fact, it was nothing to read the book. As one of the parties involved, after reading it, he was able to communicate normally with the book fan Zhao Yue, which showed that he was determined.

But when I met Xie Xuelou, I couldn't stop, I couldn't stop all kinds of brain supplements, it was like being poisoned.

It seems that we should stay away from Xie Xuelou... Hurry up and find out the things and return them to him, don't contact him again.

Jun Yanshan gritted his teeth and thought, and a big warm hand covered his forehead—it was the one that "Xiao Xiang" in his mind just now!

"Are you sick?" Xie Xuelou had this kind of ability to speak so coldly when he cared about others.

Jun Yanshan flicked his hand away in shock, his voice was rustling, "No, it's all right."

"Is that because you didn't sleep well last night?"

Jun Yanshan felt guilty, "I slept really well!"

Xie Xuelou stopped talking, picked up the porridge that was mushy that night, and drank it clean one mouthful at a time.

Yi Pingjiang changed from yesterday's friendliness, and became bitter and mean: "Junior Brother, your stomach is really hardened."

Seeing his behavior like this, Jun Yanshan's mood became complicated again... It was so bad that he had to drink it, and with his cultivation level, it didn't matter if he didn't eat for a month or two.I just cared so much about him...

So, I still really care about 'Lu Qinghe'.

After breakfast, a few people set off for the next hill.Because Qinniang couldn't tell the exact location of He Lang, they still searched in the mountains for a long time.

Zhao Yue didn't know the identities of Xie Xuelou and the others, so before they set off, they asked where they were going, and Yi Pingjiang said that they were looking for a village in the mountains to hide from the world.The fool Zhao Yue helped them find out all the reasons on his own, "I see, you are looking for a god who hides from the world to heal your eye disease, right?"

Xie Xuelou nodded perfunctorily, and then remembered that he was pretending to be a mortal now, so...he doesn't need to have a hard stomach, but he can try it with a dark heart.

So after walking around the mountain for a long time, everyone saw Xie Xuelou walking slower and slower, and his complexion became worse and worse.

"Junior brother, you, are you alright?" As Xie Xuelou's senior brother, Yi Pingjiang naturally knew that Xie Xuelou was strong, but a few years ago, he had self-destructed his cultivation once, and even did something against the sky to change his fate Son, it hurts a little bit, so seeing him like this, I didn't doubt it, I just thought he was really uncomfortable.

Seeing Yi Pingjiang's sincere feelings, Jun Yanshan was confused for a moment. Not only did he not doubt him, but he also followed his brain, thinking that he had some terminal illness that could not be cured.

As a result, when Xie Xuelou said the next sentence, his face turned black.

Xie Xuelou said: "I'm fine, my stomach... seems a little uncomfortable."

Jun Yanshan: "..."

You slander me!My cooking skills are amazing!And it's just pasty, not broken!

After Jun Yanshan knew that Xie Xuelou was hurting him, he didn't plan to talk to him, and walked forward on his own, but Xie Xuelou followed him, "Young master, don't you want to say something?"

Jun Yanshan was angry: "I didn't force you to eat it, blame me?"

Xie Xuelou smiled lowly, "I don't blame you, but... I feel really uncomfortable."

Yi Pingjiang's eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, did his junior brother laugh?Still acting like a baby?This is his junior?Could it be that he was possessed by a lonely ghost in this mountain?

"It's your own fault!" Jun Yanshan wasn't too surprised, the Xie Xuelou he knew before actually had this tune.

"Hasn't the young master been a doctor for many years? Can't you help me take a look?"

Jun Yanshan:! ! !

The one in the merman's illusion is indeed him!

The author has something to say: a wave of temptations directly fell off the horse... It was almost confirmed.

Jun Yanshan: I seem to know something.

Xie Xuelou: Oh?But I seem to know better.

Xie Xuelou (smiling): This time, I am on the fifth floor.