I'm Always the Villain

As the suzerain's second disciple, Fan Lu's room can be described as abject.

Although it has not reduced to living with outer disciples, it is almost the same, and even worse than the living environment of outer disciples.

Liyuan residence is a long-abandoned residence, the aura of this place has long been exhausted, not to mention spiritual grass, not even a single weed can grow.

Even the crows refused to land on the bare mountain, it was very cold and lonely.

Liyuanju is not small, but there are not many places where people can live.Because the aura is exhausted, even the wood will weather and corrode quickly after installation.

No matter how it is decorated, it will become dilapidated within three to five days.

Sang Jiuchi stepped on the barren land, the soil under his feet was extremely hard, and there was a slight rotten smell.

He felt a little depressed, strode to Fan Lu's room, and pushed open the closed door.

Because the force was too heavy, the hollow door, which was already crumbling, fell to the ground immediately, causing a cloud of dust to fly up.

The more lifeless the place, the easier it is to accumulate dust, not to mention that Fan Lu entered the refining volcano a few months ago.No one has lived here for several months, and the already dilapidated place is even more dilapidated.

Sang Jiuchi cast a dust-removing formula on the inside, and the flying dust disappeared immediately.

Stepping through the rotten door that fell to the ground and entering the room, there is only a cold bed, a round table and two wooden stools in the narrow and cramped room, and there is no other furniture besides.

In the room, you can see the bottom at a glance, and everything is unobstructed.

Fan Lu had nothing extra, only a few cassocks placed at the head of the bed.

Sang Jiuchi walked over, put Fan Lu's cassock into the storage bag, and looked around again.

He probably knew what was going on.

The original owner was obsessed with cultivation, except for the three apprentices, he didn't care about the other two apprentices.

Except for one or two pointers when advancing, they also practice like ordinary inner disciples at other times, and there is no special treatment.

Since the extinction of the demons, the four major categories of monks have also coexisted peacefully for a period of time.

But in the end, it is because of different ways that they do not conspire with each other, and immortals, demons, demons, and ghost cultivators parted ways one after another.Among them, the contradiction between Xianxiu and Moxiu is the most serious.

The second apprentice was rescued from the demon cultivator by the original owner, and with the devilish energy overflowing later, it seemed that he was once a demon cultivator.

One can imagine what happened to a fake demon cultivator exuding demonic energy staying in the largest fairy gate.

The original owner also noticed this problem, and in order not to let Fan Lu leave his inner demons when he advanced, he took him to the refining volcano.

It's just that the original owner has never been good at talking, and he didn't explain the reason clearly to Fan Lu.That trip to refining the volcano not only failed to make Fan Lu reborn, but instead made him fall into the abyss of demon cultivation.

Sang Jiuchi sighed.

So, misunderstanding is the biggest obstacle to emotional communication.No matter how hard you work and seek the best, if you neither let the other party know nor explain the misunderstanding, it will be like a fishbone stuck in the other party's heart.

It hurts day after day if it is not pulled out, and it accumulates over time. At first, it was just a small wound that was inflamed and festered, and it can no longer be recovered.

Everyone is a different individual, and everyone has different thoughts.

If you don't express your reasons clearly to the other party, do you still hope that the two can communicate with each other and transmit clear signals with just a look and gesture?

What languages ​​and characters do humans still learn?

It all depends on the eyes.

Sang Jiuchi pulled back his thoughts and continued his speculation.

No matter how talented Fan Lu is, he is only 22 years old now, and his cultivation is only in the foundation building stage.Asking Tianzong to pick out anyone at random and crush him into powder.

As the suzerain, the original owner became the hands-off shopkeeper. I am afraid that those elders threw Fan Lu in such a shameless place because they hated the demon cultivator.

Sang Jiuchi looked around the room again, and suddenly saw something in the box at the end of the bed.

He walked over to open it, and saw a portrait neatly stacked inside.

Due to weathering, the drawing paper has turned yellow and thinned. Sang Jiuchi carefully unfolded the drawing paper, and saw a man with a bone-like bone and fairy style inside.

The man had picturesque features, silver hair like silk, and compassion in his eyes.

It was none other than Sang Jiuchi.

Jiang Tong has been following closely behind Sang Jiuchi. When he saw the portrait in Sang Jiuchi's hand, he called out, "So you still have this painting hidden."

Sang Jiuchi tilted his head to look at Jiang Tong, motioning Jiang Tong to continue.

Jiang Tong was bullied to death by "Fan Lu" all day long, and now that he has stepped on the opponent's weakness, he immediately began to speak indiscriminately.

"It seems that you don't have a long memory. You were beaten up by the elders when you enshrined the portrait of the master, and now you are still secretly hiding this painting. The master is full of pure immortality, and you are a demon cultivator. If you enshrine it, you are afraid that your devilish energy will contaminate the master and bring bad luck to the old man. If you really think about the master, I advise you to put it away early, and don't think about offering to the master again."

Sang Jiuchi suddenly turned around, staring at Jiang Tong coldly, "Is that what you told Fan Lu at the time?"

Jiang Tong was taken aback by the coldness in Fan Lu's eyes, but quickly calmed down again: "What Fan Lu, it's you."

Sang Jiuchi's anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and he smiled back, "I admire Master, and you also admire Master. You can worship, why can't I?"

He probably understood the reason why Fan Lu fell into the devil step by step.

Because he was saved by the original owner, he regarded the original owner as his only hope and faith.

But the master, the original owner, did not do enough to fulfill his responsibilities. He rescued Fan Lu and took Fan Lu under his door, thinking that he could protect this poor boy by relying on his own status.

However, in the end, the original owner only had practice in his heart, and he couldn't bear to break the world's sophistication.

He did use his identity to intimidate those people from the Demon Sect, but he forgot that there were people from the Immortal Sect by his side.

The original owner's indifference encouraged the presumptuousness of the elders, and they quietly transferred their hatred for the Demon Sect to this little boy.The original owner only saw the elders and disciples' respect for him, but did not see their means after he left.

The little boy didn't say anything, the original owner thought that Xianmen treated his second apprentice well.

Sang Jiuchi had seen the memory of the original owner. In the memory of the original owner, everyone in the fairy gate had a warm face like a spring breeze. He confidently handed over the second apprentice to them.In the heart of the original owner, he even felt that entrusting his second apprentice to the elders to take care of him would be more helpful for the second apprentice to improve his cultivation.

However, what the original owner didn't expect was that these elders were obedient and obedient.

Fan Lu has always regarded the original owner as his faith, and only after he was saved by the original owner did he know that the other party was actually the No. 1 fairy gate.He knew that it was a luxury to be with the original owner, so he enshrined the portrait of the original owner in the room, and burned incense every morning and evening to express his heart.

But this only thought was abruptly cut off by the elders.

Just ask a person who is full of expectations and thinks that he will escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but after entering a new environment, he finds that he is still humiliated, abused, and despised, how can he deal with it indifferently.

And just when he was suppressing the malice that grew wildly for the sake of the most admired master, the master threw him like trash into the extremely dangerous refining volcano.

At that moment, Fan Lu was supposed to be blackened, and if it was him, he would also be blackened.

People who are not blackened are not human.

He holds his lover in his hands, loving and loving.This group of people dared to humiliate him like this, they wanted to die.

At this moment, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the bright moon seems to dislike this barren hill, and only spares the thin and faint moonlight to this hill.

Under the dim moonlight, Jiang Tong subconsciously took a few steps back when he saw the unpredictable look in Fan Lu's eyes.

Murderous!

Sang Jiuchi narrowed his eyes, and when he looked at Jiang Tong again, he was already suppressed.

He is not a murderous maniac after all, the other party is still such a brat.Besides, killing people is the most unpleasant thing.

Wouldn't it be better to let these people who despise their lover prostrate at their lover's feet and lower their noble heads?

Thinking of this, Sang Jiuchi felt better.

He slowly packed up the portrait and carefully put it in the storage bag.

Finally, Sang Jiuchi looked around again, and after making sure that there was nothing left behind, he said to Jiang Tong, "Come here after you pack up your things", then turned and left.

As soon as Sang Jiuchi returned to his residence, he entered the master bedroom in his memory. He first took out all his lover's robes and put them away, and then took out the portrait.

Although he looks like Fan Lu to outsiders now, Xin'er is still himself after all.

No matter how narcissistic he is, he is not so narcissistic that he can paint his own portrait on the wall.

In the general world, those who hang portraits on the wall and burn incense to worship are either ancestors who have died in the family, or gods in legends.

It is definitely unlucky to hang a living person on the wall.

But this is a plane of comprehension. In the eyes of the monks, enshrining portraits can accumulate the power of faith. The power of faith can not only be used to stabilize the cultivation base, but also increase the power of immortals when they ascend in the future.

Being able to be enshrined on the wall by others is not only a symbol of strength, but also an affirmation of the other party's status.

The portrait of the original owner is the most enshrined by the Xianmen. Almost every mountain has a portrait of Sang Jiuchi.

Sang Jiuchi spread his portrait on the desk and looked at it for a while. Since he was embarrassed to hang his own portrait, it would be okay to hang the portraits of the two of them, right?

Thinking of this, he took out a piece of unused drawing paper from the painting barrel, rubbed the ink, picked up a brush and started drawing on it.

He draws quickly and earnestly, but in the blink of an eye, he can draw a lifelike portrait.

Sang Jiuchi looked at the contents of the portrait with satisfaction, put away the brush and put it on the table to wait for the ink to dry.

At this moment, there was a sound of stumbling outside, Sang Jiuchi walked out slowly, and saw the little thing Jiang Tong staring at his bedroom in a daze.

Sang Jiuchi stood on the steps, folded his arms in front of his chest: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Tong pointed at Sang Jiuchi's trembling hand, "You, you dare to sleep in Master's room! Come out!"

Sang Jiuchi leaned against the door frame and refused to go out, "Master, the old man let me sleep, if you don't believe me, go ask him."

Jiang Tong choked, like a lump in his throat.

He anxiously walked back and forth in the yard under the steps twice before he stopped again and looked up at Sang Jiuchi angrily, "I didn't expect you to become more evil after going to the volcano. What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into Master? Make Master treat you differently!"

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyelids lazily, with disdain in his eyes, "You want to know? I won't tell you. What if I tell you and you take away my unique position?"

Jiang Tong was just asking outrageously, but now after hearing Sang Jiuchi's words, he had a little association in his mind, and he really wanted to know.

I am much more qualified than Fan Lun, and I am also smarter and quicker than Fan Lun. If Fan Lun can do it, I will definitely be able to do it too.

If he can take away Master, I can take him back!

He coughed twice, raised his long neck and said fiercely, "I don't disdain your ghost tricks, your tricks will definitely be invisible!"

fast!

tell me quickly!

Can you feel my aggressiveness? !

Sang Jiuchi looked down at Jiang Tong's flushed face, the excitement in his eyes made him want to tease him.

Sang Jiuchi chuckled, "Let me tell you, what if you tell others?"

Jiang Tong immediately raised his hand and swore an oath.

Well, now you can always tell him!

Seeing Jiang Tong's expectant eyes, Sang Jiuchi smiled even wider.In the end, while Jiang Tong waited patiently, Sang Jiuchi uttered a few words: "Because I am the master's furnace."

A few words immediately made Jiang Tong stunned on the spot and turned into a stone tree.

I am Master's furnace.

Master's... what?

Master's stove.

Furnace tripod.

Furnace? ! !

Seeing Jiang Tong whose belief suddenly collapsed, Sang Jiuchi smiled happily, turned his head and walked into the room, and closed the door tightly.

Putting it outside the door, Jiang Tong was still standing there.

It was as if a shielding spell had been cast outside the ear, and all the surrounding birdsong and wind disappeared.However, Fan Lu's words were forcefully squeezed into his ears, and he tried his best to drill into his forehead.

How could an immortal like Shizun use dual cultivation? !

Even if it is a double cultivator, you should choose a fairy with the same bone spirit, why did you choose this low-level wolf cub?

Could it be that Master is afraid of delaying others?

That's right, an immortal like Master would not look up and spy.The master must have known that it was someone else, who only practiced double cultivation once, would be able to taste the essence of convenience, and since then he could not extricate himself from the inner demons, and finally chose Fanlu.

Master is so lofty and upright, even when he is doing double cultivation, he thinks of all sentient beings, and would rather wrong himself than hurt others.

So, is this the reason why Master treats Fan Lu differently?

No, for such an ethereal person as Master, he must not let Master wrong him, he must tell the elders, let the elders make decisions for Master, and find the best double cultivation partner for him.

Jiang Tong lifted his foot and was about to go out, but he just lifted his foot for two steps and came back abruptly.

Jiang Tong turned his head to look at the bedroom with the lights on, and then at the vast sky outside, his face looked like he had eaten a fly.

Damn, just now I made a heart demon oath!

Still the heaviest one!

Great!

Why didn't he realize before that Fan Lu was such a dog?

Jiang Tong looked outside hesitantly, and finally bit the bullet and walked outside the bedroom again, "Fan Lu, where do I live?"

Through the door, came the lazy voice of "Fan Lu", "The east side is the guest room, you can choose one."

Jiang Tong swallowed his resentment, and walked to the east wing step by step with heavy steps.

The next day, Jiang Tong found the Great Elder, and asked, speculatively, "Great Elder, have you noticed that Fan Lu and Shizun are getting very close recently?"

The Great Elder never liked Fanlu, he was watering the flowers, and immediately frowned when he heard Jiang Tong's words, "I already found out."

Jiang Tong immediately saw hope, "Then in your opinion, why did they come so close suddenly?!"

The Great Elder snorted coldly, "Master Daogu Xianfeng is pure and innocent, he has always been pure and kind, otherwise he would not have seen Fan Lu being bullied and brought him back. Didn't Master return to cleanse Fan Lu a few days ago?" Did the devilish energy on Lu lead him to the refining volcano? It must be that Brahma who came out and pretended to be weak and pitiful to win the sympathy of the master! Demon cultivator is really insidious and cunning, and he is really angry!"

Jiang Tong was slightly taken aback.

Weak and pitiful?

Great Elder, open your eyes and take a good look, that Fan Lu is obviously full of satisfaction, think about it again!

Jiang Tong thought for a while, and hurriedly said: "Elder, Master, he has been in the tribulation period for a hundred years. If he wants to take a shortcut or encounters a bottleneck and has to change his cultivation method, do you think he will change it?" Which one?"

Great Elder!That's all I've said.Take shortcuts, seek breakthroughs in bottlenecks.It must be double cultivation!

The elder didn't think about it, then shook his head, "Tong'er is too worried, this matter can never happen to Master. Master has no other distractions, and his cultivation has been steadily advancing. It can take an ordinary person a thousand years to enter the stage of transformation. Master only It took 500 years to enter the tribulation stage. What is even more commendable is that his cultivation has not stagnated after entering the tribulation stage. In just a hundred years, he has reached the fifth level of the tribulation stage. How can this kind of strength encounter a bottleneck? .”

The Great Elder paused for a moment and concluded, "It's absolutely impossible!"

Jiang Tong: "..."

The conversation is dead, what else do you want him to say?

Jiang Tong came back in a hurry, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw that annoying guy sitting leisurely under the peach blossoms and admiring the flowers.

The rattan chair was rocked back and forth by him, and the usually gloomy face of the annoying ghost became relaxed and relaxed.

Looks like a villain.

pissed him off.

Jiang Tong stepped hard into the room, out of sight.

The next day, Jiang Tong went to find the second elder again.He almost got the same answer as the first elder from the mouth of the second elder. He still didn't give up, and went to the third elder again, and the answer was still the same.

And every time I go back to the courtyard, I can see Fan Lu moving here and touching there, as if he is the master of the magpie's nest.

Although the elders hated Fan Lu, they would never dare to trample on Master's residence.Jiang Tong couldn't beat Fanlu again, so he could only helplessly watch Fanlu's actions.

The fist is hard and hard.

Until the fourth day, when Fan Lu dug out all the peach blossom wine that Master cherished most on weekdays, Master finally descended from the sky in a ray of light.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the master, Jiang Tong immediately rushed forward with an aggrieved face. He had just taken two steps when he suddenly remembered the relationship between the two.

It is different now, the master used to love me the most, but now the master is seduced by the little goblin Fan Lu.

The raised steps stopped again, and at the moment of the pause, Jiang Tong saw that the master's feet were about to hit the ground and strode towards Fan Lu.

Peach Blossom Brew seems to be refreshing, but in fact the wine is strong and mellow. Just a few sips are like burning fire, and the drunkenness is hazy.

This thing is brewed by Master from the daily morning dew, and it will take several years to make.

This little goblin, who was as strong as a cow, didn't know how to cherish it, so he drank a bottle in one gulp, and he was already so drunk that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, south, and north.

Seeing the master passing by, the little goblin immediately seemed to see some treasure, his eyes burst out with dazzling light, and his body climbed onto the master like a water snake.

The always aloof and elegant master not only did not push him away, but even hugged him with a light smile.

There is a gentle watery look in the always compassionate eyes, like the clearest spring water in the depths of a secluded forest, pure and penetrating.

Jiang Tong had never heard Master speak in such a soft and warm voice.

He saw the master holding Fan Lu tightly in his arms, and whispered: "I haven't been here for a few days, why are you still drinking? Are you drunk?"

Fan Lu hummed, squinted his eyes to look at the person, as if he was trying to determine who the other party was.

When he saw who was coming, Fan Lu immediately cupped the other person's arms, raised his head and gave a "baji" to the face of the master.

Everyone in Jiang Tong was dumbfounded. For some reason, when he looked at Fan Lu with blushing cheeks, he suddenly felt that the other party was rather attractive?

Today he had just opened his eyes. Fan Lu, who usually looked at them coldly, turned out to be so virtuous when facing his master alone.

Did he rely on this method to take down their inexperienced master? !

Damn, it's too insidious and shameless!