Raiding the Sick Beauty Shizun [Transmigration Book]

When Yuan Xu came down the mountain with the baby version of Geng Sang's painting in his arms, he didn't expect that all this was just the beginning of his long suffering in the future.

On the day he went down the mountain, he was quite arrogant, slapped the little master's ass, and happily went down the mountain to rub the restaurant.

During the 12 years of cultivating immortals in this life, he never voluntarily went down the mountain.Especially when he's an adult!Ever since he was growing up at the age of thirteen or fourteen, the girls at the foot of the mountain would stare at him when they saw him, and if they were not careful, they would cause a lot of love debts.Just Miss Jiang at the foot of the mountain... well, forget it, let's not mention Miss Jiang.

There was a lot of people at the foot of the mountain, and in the restaurant facing the street, there were old people selling peanuts and melon seeds wearing jackets with a dustpan basket wrapped around their waists. It was just in time for the meal, and the sound of small tunes and chords in the building could be heard endlessly.Yuan Xu picked a clean and spacious place, and invited Xiao Er to serve his signature dish, sour mutton soup, and picked up a piece of crispy bamboo shoots with ebony silver chopsticks, and fed it to the little baby's mouth. "Open your mouth, ah—"

Geng Sang Painting: ...

He just turned into a child in physical appearance, not that his brain shrank into an idiot.

He refused to be fed in public.

Geng Sanghua turned his head away and snorted, folded his arms over his chest, and sat angrily in the raised special children's chair, opening his mouth and going crazy. "Xiang, if you dare to bully me again, I will... ah..."

Geng Sanghua was caught off guard and was lifted out of the child's chair with one hand, and landed firmly in Yuan Xu's arms.

Yuan Xu looked down at Geng Sang Hua, and suddenly his lips touched his lips, and there was a hint of threat in his laughter. "Hey, just take a bite."

"Bah!" Geng Sanghua spat directly on Yuan Xu's face.

Yuan Xu didn't even try to avoid it, and smiled brightly with his lips curled up. "Ah, the saliva is also delicious."

Geng Sanghua has never seen such a shameless person!When Yuan Xu was in Baishi Mountain in the past, he was clearly a taciturn and reliable man, and he was the most proud head disciple. Since when did this guy grow crooked...Could it be that Yuan Xu entered the palace after failing to conceive a baby? The original body of the snow beast, so it merged with the snow beast and became a beast walking in the shape of a human? !

Geng Sang's paintings can't be flattered.

"Ahhh," Yuan Xu still had to continue teasing him, and while teasing, he continued to do his own thing, the silver chain in the middle of the ebony and silver chopsticks rustled. "The crispy bamboo shoots and sour mutton in this store are amazing! Don't you really want to try it?"

Living in the world of mortals, he no longer chased after him and called him master.

Geng Sanghua continued to sneer, his thin red lips parted and opened, his snow sculpture-like face swelled into cherry blossom pink. "Even if I don't eat a bite, I won't starve to death."

Definitely won't starve to death.

Immortal cultivators quit fireworks and food early, and enjoying the wind in Baishi Mountain is better than wandering in the market.Geng Sanghua detested the filthiness of this restaurant, and the old man next to him carrying a dustpan was rubbing back and forth by their table, staring blankly at him from time to time, making him uncomfortable.

Geng Sanghua started losing his temper again. "I want to go back!"

Pat, knocked off that piece of crispy bamboo shoots.

The bright red crispy bamboo shoots were soaked in spicy oil, and when they fell to the ground, they were immediately stained with a small spot.

"Oh, this piece of bamboo shoot can be bought for ten copper coins," the old snack seller who had been walking around next to him immediately bent down and started to pick it up.

Geng Sanghua looked over in shock.The old man had a heavy body and was wearing a cloth jacket. When he bent down, the dustpan basket on his waist accidentally spilled out, and a bunch of trinkets jingled and fell down.So the old man was busy picking up food again, and he worked hard for a long time, but he didn't do it neatly.In the end, it was easy to tidy up, without washing or dusting, just put it in the dustpan.

"hiss……"

Geng Sanghua frowned, just about to say, can the things picked up like this still be sold?How dirty!The next moment he was even more shocked, the old man knelt on the ground again in a prostrate posture, tremblingly picked up the crispy bamboo shoots thrown away by him, brought them to his mouth, and ate them in small mouthfuls. There was a look of satisfaction and obsession on his old, dark, ravine-ridden face.

Geng Sanghua couldn't sit still.He twitched in Yuan Xu's arms like a candy, without even realizing it, he subconsciously clasped Yuan Xu's cuffs tightly with his small hands, and muttered softly: "Xiang, I don't want to eat here anymore, I want to go back .”

From actions to sentence patterns, they are full of coquettish meaning.

Yuan Xu looked down at him calmly, wrapped his arms around him, and said in a low voice, "A piece of bamboo shoot costs ten yuan. This basket of snacks is all sold, and it only costs twenty or thirty yuan."

Geng Sang painted a little uncomfortable. "What do you mean?"

Yuan Xu opened his mouth, swallowed the words again, and shook his head. "nothing."

Geng Sanghua was intelligent since he was a child, and immediately sensed that Yuan Xu thought he didn't know the sufferings of the world, so he raised his pointed jaw slightly and snorted coldly. "If you want to blame me, you can just say it directly. There's no need to stop talking like this!"

Yuan Xu shook his head again, circled him, stood up, and asked him one last time. "Really don't want to eat?"

"Don't eat." Geng Sanghua was held in his arms, completely like a child, but children of seven or eight years old are rarely carried away by their parents.He started to move around like a candy again. "You let me down, and I can walk back by myself."

Paused, probably because of a guilty conscience, he muttered something in a low voice. "If you want to eat, you can eat here by yourself! I'll go first."

Yuan Xu shook his head again, wrapped his arms around him with one hand, took out an ingot of snow-patterned silver from the bag around his waist with the other hand, slapped it on the table, turned his head and shouted at the waiter: "Little Er, don't eat or drink. No, there is no need to return the money.”

When he passed the old man who was kneeling on the ground picking up bamboo shoots, Geng Sanghua tightly pursed his lips and turned his face away uncomfortably.He thought Yuan Xu would stop, and then he took out a snowflake ingot and threw it to the old man as boldly as when he just paid the bill, but he didn't expect Yuan Xu to walk away without looking away.

Until he left the restaurant and saw the bright yellow wine bells fluttering in the early spring wind, Geng Sanghua still couldn't figure it out.

— "Xiang, why didn't you give him money?"

Yuan Xu didn't stop walking, but he didn't walk too fast, so he answered him lightly. "Everyone has his own, the old man can still live now."

Geng Sanghua snorted. "But you can even give an extra ten taels of silver for the wine, why can't you give it to him? Or buy all the snacks in the dustpan basket, it's your kindness."

Yuan Xu stopped, lowered his head and looked at him seriously. "Good hearted?"

As soon as Geng Sanghua said the words, he felt a thump in his heart, knowing that it was broken.Immortal cultivators follow the Dao, and the Dao is ruthless, kind-hearted or something, that is not their way of Baishishan.

He actually committed a taboo unintentionally.

Geng Sanghua turned his eyes away.

Yuan Xu was silent for a while, then smiled at him softly. "Ah Master, so you are such a person."

Geng Sanghua pursed her lips, feeling uncomfortable anywhere, her long hair was combed into a high ponytail by Yuan Xu, and now it was bouncing on her back, it seemed that she couldn't stop Yuan Xu's two fiery inquiring gazes.He was a little awkward, and a little strange panic, subconsciously hummed. "Xiangxian, do you want to teach me?"

Yuan Xu couldn't help but let out a long laugh, the laughter burst out from his broad chest muscles, and the person in Zhen's arms trembled.A small body, a cute little person from the hair to the toes... Sure enough, the master is still cuter and cuter.

"Master," Yuan Xu supported his ass with both hands and threw it up, then he caught it firmly, and said with a deep smile, "Extreme affection and ruthlessness cannot enter the Dao. You and I just took the opportunity to walk around. The old Guan is in Baishi Mountain, not only is there no progress in cultivation, but it is nothing more than a cage for you. Why don't you get out of the cage and walk around with me?"

Geng Sanghua didn't know whether his body was shaken badly, or his heart trembled deeper.After he was thrown and caught, his snow-white face blushed, the tips of his ears became faintly transparent in the warm sun of early spring, and his thin red lips trembled so that he couldn't hold back his words. "You...why do you think of Baishi Mountain like this?"

Baishi Mountain is his own prison.Yuan Xu shouldn't and can't know.

Yuan Xu smiled indifferently. "That mountain imprisoned you for 1000 years, but you don't hate it because you are a very soft-hearted person."

Soft-hearted, is the evaluation of Master Yan Taoist thousands of years ago.

Geng Sanghua became more and more panicked.The past was like a tide, and scenes poured into the depths of the Lingtai.

— Wei Lei, you have too many worries in your heart, and you are afraid that you will not be able to obtain the Dao in the future.

- How did the teacher teach you?If you want to be ruthless, you have to kill with one move with your sword.

— Wei Lei, I hand over this Baishi Mountain to you as a teacher. From then on, you must be ruthless, and you must remember that everyone in this world is sorry for you.

Every word, every sentence, is as profound as a spell.

Geng Sanghua closed his eyes angrily, pushed Yuan Xu away, jumped off the ground and ran away.

Thousands of years later, under the warm sun in the early spring, the seven-year-old Geng Sanghua ran fast in the world of mortals in the city, flicking the high ponytail behind his head, and the snow-colored robes all over his body glistened in the sun.

Yuan Xu pursed his lips, and stood quietly on the spot, watching the man's back.Just like turning into a snow beast to guard this person for thousands of years, for more than a thousand years, he has been silently guarding the bottom of Baishi Mountain, waiting for this person to grow up, and then after Yuan Ling was pulled out of the Linlang Realm, he will continue to fight for this person struggle back.Step by step, climb up Baishi Mountain as this person's disciple.

From now on, he will never let this person go.

Geng Sang Hua is the person he wants to spend the rest of his life with.