I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

Jing Feitong clearly realized that he was dreaming again.

——If it wasn't in the dream, he would definitely not be like this, squatting on a tree with his sleeves rolled up, holding a bowl of chicken soup and rice noodles in a basket in his hand.

The hot aroma from the rice noodle dyed his whole body with the smell of food, and even overwhelmed the incense on his clothes, which made Jing Feitong, who has always been very particular, feel a little uncomfortable.

But he didn't put the things down, and he didn't try to wake up.

Because at this angle, looking down from the tree, you can see a person inside through the window of the Jingge below.

The figure of that person is a little thin, and he should be a teenager from the back. He is sitting at the table at the moment, with his upper body lying on the table, holding a pen in his hand, and seems to be scribbling on the table, looking bored.

Jing Feitong couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could clearly feel that when he saw the other party, there was a surge of joy in his heart, and he couldn't wait to talk to him.

Obeying his will, he jumped down from the tree, looked around, avoided the guard at the gate, pushed open the window, and jumped in lightly.

Jing Feitong tidied up his clothes, walked over with a smile, put the rice noodles in his hand on the table, took the pen from the boy's hand, and said, "Stop writing, are you tired after a day? Come and eat some thing."

The man was obviously not surprised by his appearance, without raising his head, he said, "Don't eat."

As expected, the voice was still that of the boy I had seen in my dreams a few times before, who called him "senior brother".

Jing Feitong laughed, rubbed his head and said, "Are you still angry? Alright, Master won't let you go with him, of course he has his intentions, didn't I stay in the door to be your companion?"

The man pushed his hand away, then sat up straight, and said, "I'm not angry, I'm punished, and I'm copying books. Don't bother me."

His chin was slightly pointed, and his face was a bit thin, but when he spoke, his cheeks bulged slightly, like an angry little squirrel.

Jing Feitong sat down across from him, took away a few crumpled Daoist texts in front of the young man, patiently smoothed them up and put them on the table, then brought out the steaming rice noodles and revealed Open the lid.

The rice noodles are snow-white, the chicken is slightly burnt, and it is golden yellow under the lamp, and the room is full of aroma.

Jing Feitong picked up the bowl, picked up a chopstick and blew on the rice noodles, and then handed it to the other party.

He said jokingly: "Please, since I bought it for you all the way and climbed a tree to bring it here, how about a bite?"

The boy was a bit stubborn, opened his mouth to save face, and finally complained: "It's fine on weekdays, but this time the master didn't tell us what to do. I always feel uneasy and want to follow quietly. I took a look, but I didn’t hide it, and I was sent back to copy the book.”

Jing Feitong said: "You are too, why didn't you tell me? You came back when I found out about this, and it would be too late for us to rush there, otherwise we might still be able to see what happened."

The boy glanced at him: "Will you be with me?"

Jing Feitong said: "Whenever I stop you from doing what you want to do, no matter what time it is, it will come and go, isn't it all to accompany you to the end?"

He spoke in a calm and ordinary way, and after he finished speaking, he took a piece of chicken and handed it over: "I forgot to add meat to you just now, you can try another piece."

The boy said while eating: "Forget it, it's all like this, I just hope it's because I think too much."

Jing Feitong gave a "hmm" and smiled again: "Oh, why is my junior brother so handsome when he eats, can I have another bite?"

He took the trouble to persuade him to eat, and the young man finally couldn't help laughing, snatched the bowl from Jing Feitong's hand and said, "Okay, you don't mind the trouble. I can eat it by myself." What!"

Jing Feitong just smiled, handed him the chopsticks, paused, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, don't worry about anything. No matter what, the senior brother is still there."

The boy also raised his head, looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Where are you?"

Jing Feitong said: "I, I am..."

His voice stopped suddenly.

Yes, where is he...?

A feeling of dizziness struck, and the dream came to an abrupt end.

Jing Feitong lay on the bed and opened his eyes.

Compared with the night in the dream, the sunlight in the room was too bright, which made him raise his arms involuntarily, half covering his forehead with his sleeves.

What he said in his dream just now, and the scenes he experienced are all so clear, but he tried it, but he couldn't remember the boy's face.

How could he be forgotten?

Who is this person and where is he now?

Jing Feitong tried hard to think, but as soon as he tried to push away the cloud that covered his face, he felt a rush of energy and blood.

The inner demon lurks in his consciousness, waiting for an opportunity to move anytime and anywhere. The evil whispering voice with agitation rang in his mind, and the voice became louder and louder, trying to stir up the hatred in his heart again.

This time, Jing Feitong didn't allow himself to perish, but slowly adjusted his luck to suppress the inner demons.

It's just that he can still suppress it now, and if he continues with this momentum, he doesn't know that one day he will completely lose control. He must find a fundamental solution to solve his inner demons as soon as possible.

As Zhou Qingqian said, Jing Feitong didn't have a heart demon at first, until he participated in the sword test conference and won the leader a hundred years ago, and entered the secret realm at the top of Nanze Mountain to study the sword intent, he fell into such a problem.

He also sometimes doubts that maybe the boy in his dream is not someone he once knew, but he just accidentally accepted the obsession and past left by his predecessors.

But the strong feelings in his heart can't deceive anyone, and it's not like no one else has entered the secret realm before. Jing Feitong sent people to investigate their situations one by one, but found that he was the only one who had demons.

This shows that the problem did happen to him.

The person who tied the bell had to be untied. This time, the sword test meeting is about to begin. Jing Feitong is also considering whether to find a way to go to that secret realm again.

The inner demons are gradually calming down, but it took a lot of effort.

He rubbed between his brows wearily, and when he put down his hands, he heard light footsteps on the windowsill.

Jing Feitong took a breath.

Then, the window was gently pushed open again, and the small sound extended into the room step by step, as if every step followed the rhythm of the beating heart.

Jing Feitong knew who was coming without opening his eyes.

The kind of familiarity and intimacy quickly cultivated in just a few days is the little fox and Shu Lingjia.

This feeling of being gradually approached is like a dream, somewhat intoxicating.

Jing Feitong didn't want to open his eyes for a while, and let his body lie relaxed in the soft bedding, when he heard Shu Lingjia approaching, he jumped onto the bed directly.

His tail will rustle under the blanket, as if he is standing on the edge of the pillow and looking down at Jing Feitong.

Shu Lingjia first stood by the pillow on the right and observed Jing Feitong. After a while, he bowed his waist hard, and with a "whoosh", he jumped directly over Jing Feitong's head.

A hair on the tip of the tail brushed the tip of Jing Feitong's nose, and Shu Lingjia stood by the pillow on his left side again, continuing to look at him.

After a while, he asked the system: "Did he pass out?"

Otherwise, there should be no response at all.

The system is also a little uncertain, after all, both it and Shu Lingjia know that the big villain is definitely not someone who can pretend to sleep and play with foxes, if he doesn't move, there must be something hidden.

[At present, it is detected that the symptoms of the villain's inner demons have weakened, and his physical condition is good, but the possibility of passing out due to too much effort to suppress the inner demons cannot be ruled out. 】

Shu Lingjia tentatively stretched out a claw, and struck Jing Feitong's head.

Jing Feitong tilted his head slightly, but he still didn't move.

Seeing him like this, Shu Lingjia couldn't help but put his paw under Jing Feitong's nose, and tried his breathing.

The other party's breath was long and steady, and the fluff on his paws swayed slightly, so he was definitely alive.

Shu Lingjia's heart is broken, and he still doesn't wake up?

He climbed onto Jing Feitong's body again, stood on the opponent's chest, and looked at Jing Feitong's face again, only to see that his complexion was fair, his skin was smooth and clean, his appearance was very handsome, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Jing Feitong tried very hard to hold back, not letting himself laugh.

In fact, he didn't mean it.

Just now when Shu Lingjia walked to the pillow to look at him, Jing Feitong was hesitating whether to tell the other party that he had already guessed his identity.

Through the understanding of Shu Lingjia these days, Jing Feitong felt that he should be dissatisfied with his original body as such a fox cub. If he exposed it face to face, Shu Lingjia might become angry from embarrassment.

But if you don't say...

Jing Feitong felt the fur on Shu Lingjia's tail brush gently against the tip of his nose, and the little fox jumped to the other side of the pillow with agility.

If you don't say anything... just watching him work so hard to be a fox... it's also very...

Jing Feitong is usually decisive in everything he does, and seldom looks forward and backward, but now he is very entangled in thinking about how to make Shu Lingjia not angry and save face.

After hesitating for a while, Shu Lingjia was already standing on his chest, even trying to pat his face with his paw.

Jing Feitong felt that riding a tiger was difficult.

Shu Lingjia felt that even if he was a dead person, he should cheat his body just by torturing him, but Jing Feitong just didn't move, and the system said that he was in good physical condition and there was no problem at all.

It really makes people care about it, and it doesn't matter.

He couldn't help pacing back and forth on Jing Feitong's body for a few steps, thinking.

After walking from the chest to the lower abdomen, and back from walking around the lower abdomen, Shu Lingjia decided to try to wake Jing Feitong up with some water. If the other party didn't respond, then he could only go out and change back into a human body to find a solution.

Shu Lingjia stepped on Jing Feitong's chest and kicked again, jumped onto the table, poured a glass of water, and then raised his claws to pat the glass out.

The cup swirled through the air, and landed on Jing Feitong's bedside with a soft "click", without even spilling a drop of water. It was just one of Ling Xiao's basic skills in practicing hidden weapons, the Xuanyun Hand.

Shu Lingjia never dared to use it in front of Jing Feitong before.

He returned to the head of the bed, squatted next to the cup, tilted the cup slightly, and the water in it flowed out, pouring a little on Jing Feitong's forehead.

Jing Feitong: "..."

I can't bear it anymore.

Shu Lingjia patted the water evenly on his forehead with his paws, and thought, "What am I doing? Why does it feel so ridiculous... Is he still awake?"

He was a little lost in thought, and then his eyes accidentally fell on Jing Feitong's lips, and found that the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

Shu Lingjia's paws on Jing Feitong's forehead froze.

After a while, he realized that this guy was awake at all!

At that moment, Shu Lingjia wanted to throw the glass of water on the bedside to the other person's face.

He retracted his paws, wiped the water on the sheets, turned and left.

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

Jing Feitong really couldn't hold back his smile, when he felt that Shu Lingjia was still, he felt bad, and when he saw that he was going to leave, he knew that he had really been exposed.

He was anxious, turned over and sat up quickly, stretched out his hand to catch the fox, and caught the fox.

Shu Lingjia: "..."

When he came to look for Jing Feitong, he always left as soon as he was upset. This was the first time he was caught, and he was even a little shocked.

Jing Feitong hugged him with both hands, carefully brought Shu Lingjia back to face himself, and said seriously: "I'm sorry, I didn't pretend to be asleep on purpose. I just saw you coming and felt very happy, and then... I was afraid Open your eyes and you are about to leave again, so you dare not move."

Shu Lingjia pushed his hand away, stood on the quilt and shook the messy hair that Jing Feitong had scratched, but didn't run away.

Jing Feitong took a look at his expression—although the fox didn't have any expression—coughed, and said, "Actually...ah, you're so reasonable, if I don't want you to go, just say it, There's no need to pretend to be asleep. Alas, I was confused for a moment and kept you busy for so long, so it's no wonder you're angry. "

"Please forgive me just once, and I won't do it next time. You worked hard just now, so stay here and rest for a while, okay?"

At least the fact that the fox is Shu Lingjia can't be said today, and Jing Feitong temporarily pretends that he doesn't know such a thing at all.

Shu Lingjia glared at Jing Feitong, but seeing the smile on his face, a drop of water slipped from his forehead and landed on the quilt.

He thought that he was jumping up and down on the opponent just now, pouring water on his head and scratching him again, which probably caused Jing Feitong quite a lot of tossing.

Thinking of this, Shu Lingjia felt a little bit amused, and raised a paw towards Jing Feitong.

Jing Feitong was stunned for a moment, and realized that Shu Lingjia meant to "guarantee" himself, so he reached out and slapped his little paw lightly.

He said sternly: "I promise, what you say is what you say, and what you say is not an example."

Jing Feitong and Zhou Qingqian's relationship with Qingqiu was mediocre, and they had other important matters, so they bid farewell to each other and left after a short stay, but Shuling Jiachangning persuaded them to stay and stayed in Qingqiu for a few more days.

It was very difficult for them to collect herbs in the secret realm this time, and it caused a lot of trouble, which made everyone very upset.

But what is gratifying is that after taking the medicine, Ming Qi's condition is very good, maybe after a few days, she can wake up.

Chang Ning found a time to get together the fox people, and explained in detail the whole process of finding someone to play the role of the young master before, and also gave the people an explanation for what Jiang Rong said before.

For the fox people, it was actually a bit disappointing.

It is said that for the sake of safety, the young master seldom lived in Qingqiu since he was a child, and only attended some big occasions in the clan, so the fox clan actually didn't know much about him.

They only saw Ming Xiao make a few shots occasionally, and after seeing his kung fu, they didn't have much expectation, but because the other party was the blood of the patriarch, the fox people still took good care of this little master.

Until entering the secret realm this time and discovering that he is actually so powerful and has grown into an heir who can act on his own, many people were overjoyed, but they didn't expect that it was someone else pretending to be him.

Oh no... It turned out that both of them were pretending to be, and their whereabouts were still unknown.

But no matter what, Ming Qi is about to wake up, which is a big event that makes everyone very happy. As long as the patriarch is in charge of the overall situation, I believe that the real young master will be taken back to the clan soon.

Thanks to Shu Lingjia's help, the clansmen in Qingqiu are very warm to him. Every morning when he opens the door, he will even pick up a lot of wild fruits that have been picked at the entrance of the cave and on the window sill.

Staying with these foxes, Shu Lingjia can always see piles of small fluffy balls of different colors rolling and playing with each other on the grass outside. It's a lot easier.

Before Shu Lingjia left, Ming Xiao came to say goodbye to him first.

Ming Xiao said: "Young master Shu, I'm going to the Xinzong of Lingxiao Sect with Axian."

Because the two were connected by a line of cause and effect, although they didn't need to be inseparable, Ming Xiao's state had not fully recovered, at least he had to be in the same place as Meng Xian to be safe.

Shu Lingjia said, "Take care, you two."

He paused, and then said, "Congratulations, too, for waiting for her to come back."

"Thank you."

Ming Xiao smiled when he heard the words, looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance and said, "You said that feelings are very delicate. Ah Xian, she was used to being treated harshly by her parents since she was a child, and no one taught her anything. She's very wild and a little willful, but once she has feelings, she is willing to sacrifice so much for me, I am very touched."

The tone of his speech was very gentle, but Shu Lingjia was a little taken aback, always felt that the words sounded strange for some reason, but after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

Ming Xiao also only sighed this sentence, didn't say anything else, and thanked Shu Lingjia: "Actually, I have to thank Mr. Shu for this matter. Let him take Axian's life, and then send me back to Qingqiu, the two of us will never have the chance to be together like this. I really don't know how to repay you."

He took out a sword tassel from his sleeve and gave it to Shu Lingjia:

"I don't have any good things on me, but this sword spike belongs to our patriarch. Because it has the effect of warming and nourishing sword energy, the elder Changning gave it to me. Unfortunately, I really don't know how to use it. I can't use it without it. Pass it on to you. Mr. Shu, you are so good at swordsmanship that you are worthy of using it."

Shu Lingjia declined, but Ming Xiao insisted on giving it, so he accepted it and asked, "When do you plan to leave?"

Ming Xiao smiled and said: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Let's just say today. After all, after a while, the patriarch will probably wake up. We have the backbone, and we don't need a fake young master."

He shook his head: "It's a pity that we don't know the real young master's whereabouts. If we can find it, the patriarch will be happy to see his own flesh and blood after waking up."

[NPC Mingxiao, released: "The Disappearing Young Master of the Fox Clan" plot task branch line——

Help the fox family find the young master, and you can get a Hu Aotian gift bag. 】

This task is a bit difficult. After all, Shu Lingjia doesn't know much about the Fox Clan, and this young master has no clue. He has been secretly searched for so many years and there is no news at all. Where can he go to find it? What about such a person?

Fortunately, it's just a branch line, and it doesn't have to be completed, it can only depend on fate.

The most important thing for him now is to participate in the Sword Trial Conference and regain the 30% aura of the protagonist.

On Lingxiao Mountain, outside the sect master's quiet room, two disciples stood quietly, waiting for He Zizhuo to summon them. It was Yin Chen and Jiang Rong who had just returned to the gate from Qingqiu.

After Yin Chen came back from Qingqiu, his complexion had been very bad, and he ignored everyone along the way, and now he was still sullen, looking at Kazuki gardenia next to him in a trance.

Compared with his silence and quietness, Jiang Rong seemed much more irritable.

He had injuries from Shu Lingjia's blows on both shoulders, his arms were drooping and he couldn't move, but he turned his head sideways after a while, sneaking a look at Yin Chen's face.

Finally, Jiang Rong couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted in a low voice, "Senior Brother Yin..."

"Don't call me." Yin Chen said coldly, "I was already upset, but hearing your voice made me even more sick."

Jiang Rong was afraid of alarming He Zizhuo, so he suppressed his voice and begged: "Senior Brother Yin, I know that I am really wrong this time, I will definitely correct it, please help me and help me cover up one or two things in front of Master for a while. Well, I will never dare to be disrespectful to Senior Brother Shu again."

Yin Chen had never seen such a thick-skinned person, after hearing Jiang Rong's words, he couldn't help turning his head around, and gave him a look of surprise and contempt.

Jiang Rong didn't know Yin Chen's dislike for him, but he was even more afraid of letting He Zizhuo know what he had done. If he could ask Yin Chen to help him cover up a little bit, Jiang Rong wouldn't care about this bit of dignity .

He wanted to continue talking, but a boy had already come out of the sect master's quiet room, claiming that he was summoned by the sect master.

Jiang Rong had no choice but to follow Yin Chen in anxiously to meet He Zizhuo, praying secretly in his heart that Yin Chen would not go too far.

The two entered the head's quiet room, He Zizhuo raised his eyes, and when he saw only the two of them, he frowned, and looked behind Jiang Rong again.

The door of the room has already been closed by Xiao Daotong from the outside.

He asked Yin Chen, "Where's your brother?"

Yin Chen said: "Still in Qingqiu."

He Zizhuo said: "Didn't you and Ning'er go down the mountain to find him? Why, he doesn't want to come back with you, he doesn't even want to go to the sword test meeting?"

Yin Chen muttered: "I don't need to come back, I can get the invitation myself."

He Zizhuo said lightly, "Chen'er."

Yin Chen took a deep breath and said: "Master, instead of asking why Senior Brother Shu didn't come back, why don't you just listen to what this good disciple of yours has done, it's really ridiculous, and the embarrassment will be thrown to the Fox Clan."

Jiang Rong said: "Brother Yin!"

Yin Chen ignored him at all, and told Jiang Rong's actions in detail.

After He Zizhuo listened to Yin Chen's words, he turned his head and stared at Jiang Rong with extremely cold eyes.