I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

It was not a coincidence. Jing Feitong happened to return to Biluo Palace when the Buddha had just accepted Shu Lingjia as his disciple. He didn't know about it beforehand. It's annoying.

In the end, after he had finished dealing with the affairs of Biluo Palace and returned to Xitian, the Buddha went out to slay demons again, and only asked the little novice on the mountain to bring him a message, asking Jing Feitong to take good care of his junior.

The noble Master Jing Shao imagined for a moment, thinking that he was about to become the cheap nanny of a jumping up and down child, and became even more disturbed.

Later, when he met Shu Lingjia, he didn't expect that the unlucky junior who had troubled him for a long time turned out to be like this, but it was fair that Shu Lingjia also hated him, and felt that Jing Feitong had a lot of bad intentions. He also especially likes to pretend to be inscrutable, in short, he is quite unbeatable.

So the two were at odds for a while, who would have thought that it would become a very precious memory now.

When I mentioned it at this time, Shu Lingjia also thought of those things, and said with a smile: "Can you blame me for holding grudges? Obviously you put on a bad face when we met, and I really want to beat you up. It is said that you have not changed for so many years, and then we met in Qiao's town, although I lost my memory, but when I saw your expression, my fist immediately itch!"

Jing Feitong followed Shu Lingjia's words and thought for a while, and it seemed that this was really the case. The first time he saw him, he behaved quite annoyingly.

He shook his head, squeezed Shu Lingjia's hand and gave himself a slap, and said, "It's time to hit."

Shu Lingjia lazily said: "It's good that you know. If it wasn't for that time..."

A look of embarrassment suddenly flashed across his handsome face, and after a pause, he took back the rest of the words and said vaguely, "Hmph, how could I talk to you so quickly."

As Shu Lingjia said, he withdrew his hand and covered his mouth and yawned.

Jing Feitong smiled and said: "There is a bed over there, just lie down when you are tired."

It was originally his study room, but a low couch was placed beside it for people to rest on.Shu Lingjia nodded, walked over and sat on the couch, feeling quite comfortable, said: "Not bad, I know you will enjoy the most happiness."

He took off his boots and lay down. Jing Feitong came over, sat by the bed, scratched the bridge of Shu Lingjia's nose, and said, "You are the one who hurt me, and you are the one who lay down. In short, you are the most reasonable person in the world." .”

Shu Lingjia blinked and said, "Is this a complaint?"

Jing Feitong smiled and said, "Praise you...you can be outspoken, that's what a real hero is like."

Shu Lingjia shook his head with a half-smile, and said, "Brother, if you're okay, don't read poems here tomorrow and pretend to be a Bodhisattva, come out with me."

Jing Feitong didn't ask what he was going to do, and said cheerfully: "Success."

Shu Lingjia said: "Aren't you afraid that I will abduct you and sell you? Don't even ask."

Jing Feitong smiled and said: "Thinking about it for so many years, when you really want to do something, just look at me twice, and I can't refuse once. It's the same thing whether you ask or not. But tomorrow... Let me think about it."

He pondered for a while and asked, "Do you want to go to Lingxiao Mountain, or to Xitian?"

Shu Lingjia smiled and said: "No one knows me better than you. I am indeed concerned about the whereabouts of He Zizhuo and the purple gold bowl with lotus patterns, but my parents never let me go in person."

He thought for a while: "He Zizhuo is alive and will run around, but the Zijin Bowl is a dead thing, let's go to Xitian for a while, maybe there are some corners and nooks and corners that others haven't found, we can find something. "

Jing Feitong smiled and said, "Western Paradise does have many nooks and corners, and no one knows as much as you do. It's just that in these places, we will hide things and bury treasures, and Master will definitely not."

When Shu Lingjia heard what he said, she thought about it and smiled: "That's true."

Jing Feitong said: "However, it's good to go and have a look. There are thousands of ancient books in Xitian, maybe you can find something useful. I went by myself last time, and I didn't have the intention to stay for a long time. It just so happens that we can revisit the old place together this time." gone."

Shu Lingjia nodded, and then Jing Feitong said casually: "Just to see if your little nest is still there."

Shu Lingjia was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to push Jing Feitong, and spat: "Bah, you forced me! Otherwise, I wouldn't need to hide at all!"

Jing Feitong inadvertently revealed what he hadn't said just now, and seeing Shu Lingjia's face gradually flushed, he suddenly felt in a good mood, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

When we first met, he quickly occupied the first place in Shu Lingjia's list of unbeaten due to his unique traits of being unbeatable. A large part of Shu Lingjia's motivation for practicing swords is to be fierce. His brother was beaten up.

Jing Feitong has an arrogant personality, he didn't pay attention to the provocation of his younger brother at first, but after a fight with Shu Lingjia, he was shocked. This is definitely the most talented person in swordsmanship he has ever seen in his life.

For the first time in his life, Jing Feitong felt a sense of crisis, not only because he didn't want to be really surpassed, but also because he found that Shu Lingjia was an honest person, and when he said he wanted to beat him, he really wanted to beat him, and he worked hard for it.

Just for his arrogance, if he loses, he will be beaten with a black nose and a swollen face. This young palace master of Biluo Palace can't afford to lose his face.

——But Jing Feitong never imagined that one day in the "comparison" between his senior brothers, his fierce opponent would turn into a white and beautiful little fox after being tired from beating.

Jing Feitong stabbed out with a sword and almost didn't take it back, his left hand flicked on the blade of his right hand urgently to miss it, and stared at the fox dumbfounded.

The fox also seemed dumbfounded, squatting on the spot and looking up at him blankly. After a while, the fur all over his body slowly turned pink and then red.

Jing Feitong: "..."

The fox didn't even want the sword, covered his face with his paws, rolled on the ground angrily, flung the blades of grass off his body, turned around and ran away.

shame!Really shameful!

At that time, Shu Lingjia's spiritual power was not well controlled, and this time he fought so hard that his physical strength was exhausted, and he didn't recover for a whole day.

Although there are only the two of them as Xitian's official disciples, there are indeed quite a few bald-headed monks. If you see such an extra fox, you must ask. If it is really found out that it is him, what will be the face!

I don't know if Jing Feitong, a wicked senior brother, will spread the word on his behalf.

Shu Lingjia didn't dare to go back to the room. While secretly cursing Jing Feitong, he found a tree hole in the garden, picked some grass leaves and made a nest, and the whole fox got in, buried its head in its tail, and decided to make a nest in the garden. Sleep here until you can regain your human form.

In the middle of the night, he was taken out of the nest by Jing Feitong who didn't know how to find him, and took him back to the room.

At that time, they were still carefree teenagers, and thinking of this past at the same time, both of them smiled unconsciously.

Jing Feitong said: "I've never seen such a small fox. I went to your place four or five times that night and didn't see you back. I thought that although Xitian is a vegetarian, it would be bad if he was stepped on and touched. I don't feel at ease. , I went out to look for it, and at least I found it.”

When he said this, he smiled and added: "At any rate, since that day, you haven't been clamoring to beat me up all the time, so I can take a breather."

Shu Lingjia raised an index finger and shook it at him: "That's not because you saved me, but because you didn't send your men out to find me, and you didn't spread the word about my turning into a fox... Well, although It looks annoying, but the character is not bad."

Jing Feitong smiled and said: "It's not because of your temperament. I didn't dare to offend you at all. I was looking for you for a long time, but later on, I can always find you."

This ability to find foxes was still in his possession until after he lost his memory.

Shu Lingjia smiled slightly, and said with a sigh: "Yes, and that Mid-Autumn Festival..."

That time, he had just learned about his life experience, but he didn't understand why his parents abandoned him. He hesitated and wanted to go home to have a look, but he was unwilling, so he took the initiative to become a fox and lay down on a grass to bask in the sun.

After basking in the sun, he fell asleep unknowingly. When he was dazed, someone picked him up from the ground, carried him back to the room in his arms, and put him next to the pillow.

At that time, the relationship between the two had already been resolved, and Shu Lingjia knew that it was Jing Feitong, so she didn't resist, and lay down in his sleeve in a daze.

When he mentioned this matter again at this time, he suddenly realized that why he was so impressed by the fragrance at the bottom of He Ziyan's sleeves when He Ziyan picked him up to the sect was because it reminded him of a person who was deeply in his heart. people.

That person has been with me for too long in my life, and there are memories everywhere, and his shadow is everywhere.

Jing Feitong seemed to know what he was thinking, leaned over to hold his face, rubbed it lightly with his fingers, and said softly: "I won't lose you again in the future."

Shu Lingjia looked at him with her arm on her pillow, her eyes were bright as if they had rubbed in broken starlight, a bit like that night.

Sleeping until midnight that day, the little fox turned back into the appearance of a handsome boy, lying on his pillow, their hair entangled, their breathing entangled, their eyes entangled, their lips touched lightly, and then mellowed into one.

Jing Feitong remembered the tear that fell from the corner of Shu Lingjia's eye in the gap between intoxication and confusion, and he gently wiped it away with his fingers, as if his own skin was also burned.

So many years have passed.

His eyes suddenly blurred, he lowered his head, and slowly put his lips on the other's lips like that night.

Jing Feitong's kisses were never forceful, gentle and slow, as if they could be pushed away at any time.

Shu Lingjia was slightly startled, but immediately raised her hand, wrapped his arms around his neck, and responded to the kiss.

With his eyes half closed, he felt his brother's hand slide down his spine, press down on his waist, and tear open his belt.

The spring breeze in my heart swept through the frozen soil, overlapping each other, and the early cherry trees full of trees bloomed that day.

As much greed as there is in this world, there is as much fear of parting.

In his whole life, he was constantly struggling to get rid of his fate, and he kept losing important people, but there was always someone who could find him accurately every time, never deceived, never betrayed, and put those sorrows and pains together Calm down little by little, melting in the long years of companionship.

Shu Lingjia grunted, bit her lip, and pressed her hand on Jing Feitong's back, feeling his tight muscles tense and relax under his palm.

The red dress thrown under the bed reflected the candle flames swaying in the wind, and there was a kind of happiness like wedding candles in the wedding room.

Shu Lingjia faintly felt that the eastern sky outside the window had turned pale, so she fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, she was in a daze, not knowing where it was.

He raised his arms to cover his eyes, and after a while, he gradually remembered what happened last night. Looking to the side, he heard Jing Feitong's voice from above: "Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

Shu Lingjia turned to look at him, and saw Jing Feitong sitting on the head of the bed, wearing only pajamas, clasping the long sword he was looking at in his hands on his knees, and lowering his eyes gently look at him.

Shu Lingjia let out a "hmm", his head was still a little dizzy from oversleeping, Jing Feitong took his arm from his forehead, rubbed Shu Lingjia's temple, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, Stupid?"

"Fuck you, you're stupid." Shu Lingjia half propped himself up, passed Jing Feitong, looked outside the bed, and asked, "When is it? Why is it so dark?"

Jing Feitong rolled up the curtain in front of the bed with a smile, and the moonlight poured in, casting frost all over the ground.

He turned his head and kissed Shu Lingjia's forehead, and said, "It's evening, the sun is going down, so of course it's dark."

Shu Lingjia was surprised: "I slept all day?!"

He turned over and sat up, but there was a pain in his waist. In order to show that he was also very powerful, he didn't take it seriously all night, his face twisted, and he just endured it as if nothing had happened, and sat up straight without saying a word.

A hand stretched out from behind and wrapped around his waist, allowing Shu Lingjia to borrow some strength to hold him firmly and sit in a comfortable posture.

Immediately, Jing Feitong withdrew his hand, and as if nothing had happened, took a new dress and put it on him.

"..."

Shu Lingjia straightened his back forcefully, and said, "Hey, why didn't you wake me up earlier? Didn't you agree that you will go to Xitian today, and this will delay you."

Jing Feitong said: "It's not too bad this day. I see that you rarely sleep well, so I'm willing to wake you up. It will be dawn in less than an hour. If you're not tired by then, we'll have another day." It's fine to go."

Shu Lingjia didn't say anything, he thought to himself that this guy didn't sleep all day, and if he worked harder, he fell asleep all night.Sure enough, when sleeping on Jing Feitong's bed, it's safest to become a fox.

Jing Feitong rubbed his hair affectionately, put on his clothes and got up, went outside in person, after a while, came back with two small bowls of Yangchun noodles and put them on the table.

The noodles are made of high-quality snow silk noodles, and the soup is made of chicken broth, without adding too many ingredients. It is steaming but very appetizing. In the past, Shu Lingjia loved it the most.

Shu Lingjia stretched, and after waking up for a while, she felt that the soreness in her body was much less, and she regained her energy.

He looked at the small bowl on the table and said, "Why didn't you tell me when I came last night? It turns out that you have to sell yourself to eat?"

Naturally, their practitioners don't need three meals a day. Sometimes they eat not because they are hungry, but to make them feel better.

Jing Feitong was afraid that Shu Lingjia would lose energy after sleeping for so long after being tired, so he specially asked someone to prepare food, and laughed when he heard him say that, walked to the bed, bent down and said: "Isn't it. You It's not that I don't know, your senior brother has always been the most scheming. Then... I'll give you both bowls, let's do it again?"

He tilted his head and kissed the corner of Shu Lingjia's lips lightly, but Shu Lingjia was shocked by what he said, and immediately pushed Jing Feitong away, saying: "No, no, I won't come, in another 700 years talk later."

Jing Feitong laughed, and didn't bother him anymore, so he straightened up. Just as Shu Lingjia was about to get out of bed, a messenger talisman flew in from the window and landed on the quilt.

Shu Lingjia picked it up casually, sat on the edge of the bed while putting on his boots and looked at it. After scanning two lines hastily, the whole person stopped moving.

Jing Feitong didn't take it seriously at first, but when he saw Shu Lingjia's expression, he raised his eyebrows a little, lowered his head to help him lift his half-worn boots, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

Shu Lingjia raised his eyes, with a serious expression on his face: "It's Yin Chen's reply to my letter. Look."

Jing Feitong took the communication talisman, swept it hastily, and the eyebrows gradually gathered together.

Earlier, Shu Lingjia sent a letter to Yin Chen, telling him about He Zizhuo's fall into the devil, and the Qizong's intention to let him take over as the head. This letter was returned by Yin Chen.

However, he didn't mention the two big news that Shu Lingjia said, but told him that it is not easy for him to get away at present, and he has no intention of dealing with sect affairs.

Because the strange disease that happened in Yin country before, not only was not under control, but it became more and more serious.And the source of the strange disease was just found yesterday.

"A catastrophe occurred in a folk residence. None of the more than [-] people survived. The corpses did not change in the slightest in appearance, as if they were alive, but the soul and body were all rotten and broken, that is, they could not leave the body. They cannot be reincarnated again. And the toxins detected from their bodies are exactly the same as those of the common people who died of strange diseases."

Jing Feitong read Yin Chen's words again, and said: "This is too strange, the soul body is rotten and damaged, it should be caused by contact with the dead body, or going to the underworld with a living body, but if that If so, how could the body not be harmed?"

It's like a corpse will be left after death, the soul cannot be reincarnated in time, and the dead body will be left after death, but most of these souls often disappear after seeing the sun.

Therefore, dead spirit bodies should basically appear in the underworld. For living people, such things are highly poisonous and must not be touched.

Why did Yin have such a strange disease?Could it be that the monarch lost his morality and disasters fell from the sky?