Demon Lord, he wants to be expelled from his teacher every day

When Yin Lizhou returned to Tianyue Tower after eating, it was already dark.

But the buildings on North Street were all lit up, brightly lit.Serious Bi'ange disciples guarded both sides of the street. Occasionally, a few passers-by walked by in a hurry.

The snow that had been falling for several days finally stopped for a while, because the snow melted and the weather suddenly became cold.

Yin Lizhou didn't want to stay outside for a moment, so he strode into Tianyue Tower.

There were many people sitting on the first floor, but Shan Mingxiu and Ling Shu were nowhere to be seen.

Yin Lizhou went up to the second floor, but still couldn't find Shan Mingxiu, and knocked on Ling Shu's door before putting down the soup in his hand.

"Come in." Ling Shu's impatient voice soon came from inside.

"Why, bothering you?" Yin Lizhou pushed the door open and said with a smile.

Then I saw Ling Shu sitting at the table with food in front of him and a jug of wine by his hand.

And his inseparable guard was standing behind him.

"Drinking too much wine, just let me add some soup for you." Yin Lizhou said, put down the food box in his hand, and brought out the mutton soup that was still steaming inside.

Seeing this, Ling Shu rolled his eyes to the sky, drank the wine in the glass, and then said slowly: "You..."

Yin Lizhou: "Huh?"

"It's really a sight to behold."

Yin Lizhou: "..."

Yin Lizhou was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and thought of a question that would not spoil the scenery, "Still worried about your Patriarch Yin?"

Ling Shu picked up the jug next to him and poured himself another glass of wine without even looking at him, "What's none of your business?"

Yin Lizhou was not annoyed, but just sighed softly, "It's a pity, I thought of a way to help you, but now it seems that I am being self-indulgent."

Ling Shu just glanced at him, and said in a dubious tone, "What can I do?"

Yin Lizhou pushed the wine glass in front of him and said, "I'll tell you after I drink this glass of wine."

Ling Shu glanced at him, picked up the wine glass, and said with a slight threat in his tone, "Your words are the best."

After speaking, he drank the wine in the glass.

Seeing this, Yin Lizhou said very happily: "It's just a patriarch's seal, you can just make another one before the ceremony of accepting the seal begins."

After Ling Shu listened, it was all stopped by the unyielding around him, so he didn't throw the wine glass in his hand at Yin Lizhou.

"What kind of stupid idea did you come up with? Are you as stupid as an elder in public? Even if I can make one according to the model, how can I get in the spiritual power left by the generations of masters?"

"Spiritual power, borrow some from Shan Mingxiu. Or say that the patriarch's seal is broken and cannot be unsealed. If it is not possible to say that you and your ancestor's spiritual power repel each other, could it be that your Ling family has never appeared and cannot absorb spiritual power? Patriarch?"

Ling Shu heard the words and sneered, "It has appeared."

"That's it."

Then I saw Ling Shu's face changed, "That was the previous generation. Someone with a wicked heart killed my uncle's only son. He disguised himself as his replacement for many years, and was finally found out at the ceremony because he couldn't absorb spiritual power. The position of Pavilion Master will be inherited by my father."

Yin Lizhou sighed in admiration, "Your family's master seal is really good, and you can tell whether it is genuine or not."

Ling Shu snorted coldly, "Naturally, it belongs to our Bi'ange after all."

After two glasses of wine, the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

Ling Shu was bored drinking alone, so he just dragged Shan Mingxiu to drink together.

Ling Shu's drinking capacity was not much better than that of Shan Mingxiu.

I don't drink much on weekdays, but recently I'm so devastated that I don't even dare to drink.

With Shan Mingxiu in charge today, he was finally able to relax for a moment.

The two talked and drank until late at night, both of them were a little too much.

"No, I can't drink anymore." Ling Shu admitted defeat first.

Hearing this, Yin Lizhou put down his wine glass and looked up at him.

Ling Shu's appearance after drinking was much more pleasing to the eye than usual.

His eyes were blurred and his cheeks were flushed.The usual aura of not getting close to strangers has also softened.Like a hedgehog suddenly retracting its spines.

"Sleepy." Ling Shu said, his body softened, and he lay down on the table.

"Hey, don't sleep, I have something to ask you." Just as Yin Lizhou raised his hand to pat him awake, Ling Shu was already picked up by Buyi.

"Say." Ling Shu leaned against Bu Yi's arms, apparently unable to open his eyes, but still insisted on speaking.

"Didn't the master say that he came back first to find you, why didn't I see him?"

When Ling Shu heard this, he frowned slightly, and he pulled himself together and replied, "He has something to do with me? Why didn't I know."

After finishing speaking, I don’t know what I thought of, and I regained my energy, with a bit of teasing in my eyes, “I guess I’m tired of staying with you, so I just made up an excuse, but you still came over to ask me stupidly. Tsk, poor, I said earlier What's going on, if he has any sincerity towards you, don't get caught up in it. Just see how long it's been, and Shan Mingxiu will get tired of it."

Yin Lizhou didn't bother to talk to him, but asked back: "So you don't know."

Ling Shu shook his head, "I don't know, but I guess I will go to the tower."

"Why?" Yin Lizhou was a little curious.

"Why..." Ling Shu said, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he closed his eyes as if sleepy, "Because that's where Lanying Sanren died."

I have heard the name Yin Lizhou many times, but I still haven't figured out who she is, so I couldn't help asking: "Who is Lanying Sanren?"

"You do not know?"

Ling Shu seemed a little surprised. He opened his eyes and looked at Yin Lizhou. Seeing that he was really dazed, he said with his tongue out, "She is... Shan Mingxiu's mother."

Yin Lizhou hesitated for a long time in the room, and finally took a big cloak and walked out.

As soon as he went out, there was a gust of cold wind, which made him shiver.

Yin Lizhou subconsciously hugged the cloak in his hand tightly, stepped on the snow, and walked towards the gate of the city.

The distance from North Street is getting farther, and the surroundings are also darkened.

He sighed, only the half crescent moon in the sky still illuminated him.

Yin Lizhou thought of Shan Mingxiu's rejection before and his flustered back in the afternoon.

Did you think of his mother?

No matter it was the first time they met or they followed Shan Mingxiu back to Queyin Mountain.

Yin Lizhou had never met Shan Mingxiu's parents.

Only Fu Li has been teaching him.

Yin Lizhou once thought Fu Li was his father.

Only later did I realize that it was only the master.

If Shan Mingxiu didn't say anything, he didn't know how to ask, so he has been in a daze until now.

Yin Lizhou's footsteps were not slow, and he quickly reached the gate of the city.

He didn't rush up, but stopped and looked up.

The city wall of Huanyue City is made of lime mortar mixed with glutinous rice juice.On both sides of the wall are the red gold auspicious cloud flags of Bian Pavilion, and the soldiers guarding the city shuttle from time to time.

Although there were many people, in the dim night, Yin Lizhou saw Shan Mingxiu at a glance.

Snowy clothes with white hair stand against the wind, and the hem of the clothes is rolled up by the wind, like a cloud that is about to go with the wind.

As if feeling something, Shan Mingxiu turned around slowly, looked down through a golden face, and met his eyes.

Yin Lizhou raised his eyes and smiled at him, then walked up.

When he came up, Shan Mingxiu had taken off the mask on his face and was holding it in his left hand.

"It's so cold, what are you doing out here?"

Yin Lizhou handed him the cloak in his hand and said, "So you also know the cold."

Shan Mingxiu lowered his eyes, reached out to take it, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Yin Lizhou didn't speak, his eyes paused for a moment on the gold surface in his hand, and then he pretended to look away casually.

Yin Lizhou wanted to ask, but didn't know where to start, so he simply brought the topic up to Ling Shu.

"What's the origin of Ling Shu's servant? I have a pretty good relationship with him. I haven't met him before."

"No background." Shan Mingxiu was covered in a wide cloak, which made his figure even thinner.

He seemed to feel that his words were too succinct, and added: "I heard that I picked it up when I went out. I had no father or mother at a young age, so Ling Shu stayed with me. Later, I found that I was capable of writing, martial arts, and loyal, so I He has become a confidant. Ling Shu has entrusted him to do many things in Bi'an Pavilion these years."

"So that's how it is." Yin Lizhou paused, and asked hesitantly, "What about the old pavilion master, his wife, and Shihuan?"

Shan Mingxiu sighed softly, looked at the waning moon gradually submerged by clouds in the distance, and said with difficulty: "Dead."

"How come?" Yin Lizhou's pupils shrank suddenly.

Shan Mingxiu sighed softly when he heard the words, and said slowly: "We have to start with the old pavilion master's acceptance of apprentices."

"That is the youngest apprentice he has accepted, and also the last one. That person is brilliantly talented, and he is very suitable for the old pavilion master's wishes. Therefore, he is always with him, teaches him carefully, and imparts his life's hard work without reservation. Betrothed Shihuan to him. However..."

As Shan Mingxiu spoke, his eyes were sullen, "On the night of his and Shihuan's wedding, the guests were gone and the celebration was still going on, but he suddenly launched an attack and wiped out the Ling family. At that time Ling Shu was still there but hidden Mountain, this escaped a catastrophe."

Yin Lizhou felt cold when he heard it, and asked, "Why?"

Shan Mingxiu shook his head, "The man set fire to him, took advantage of the chaos and escaped, and then disappeared without a trace."

Yin Lizhou was hoarse, not knowing what to say for a while.

When he was on Mount Queyin, his relationship with Ling Shu was also better.

Once the old pavilion master and his wife brought Ling Shihuan to see Ling Shu, and he happened to be there.

I just remember that they are all very gentle people, especially Mother Ling, who held his hand and gave him a small longevity lock, "Xiao Shu has a bad temper. If he bullies you, I will apologize for him."

Ling Shihuan was only a little bit old at that time, and she took out a handful of candies from her arms to pass to him, and said in a childish voice, "Brother, eat."

Before Yin Lizhou reached out his hand, Tangquan was snatched by Ling Shu.

Then pinched Ling Shihuan's face and said to her: "I am your brother."

Obviously those scenes are so clear that they seem to have just happened, why in the blink of an eye, no one is there.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing that Yin Lizhou hadn't spoken for a long time, Shan Mingxiu couldn't help asking.

Only then did Yin Lizhou come back to his senses, shook his head, and forced a smile, "It's okay."

As the night got darker, a gust of cold wind blew away Shan Mingxiu's cloak slightly, revealing the golden face inside again.

Yin Lizhou couldn't help looking over, but before he could take his eyes back, Shan Mingxiu suddenly took out the mask.

Looking down quietly, his slender fingers gently stroked the edge.

Just when Yin Lizhou was wondering whether he should say a word of condolences, Shan Mingxiu spoke first.

"This is my mother's mask."