The green tea villain just wants to eat soft rice

It's fine if it's an ordinary bedroom, and it's fine for the two of them not to touch the private things of the master's house to show respect, but it's not that simple here.

When the two of them looked around, the curtains, candles, tablecloths and other things were all bright red.

It's not an ordinary living room, but like a wedding room.

This place was originally a monk's cave, and the marriage of monks is called "covenant and marriage". There is no need for many wedding ceremonies like ordinary people, and no one decorates the wedding room. There is really no need to make it so "grand" for the five-element letter incense.

The house is filled with a mixed atmosphere of grass, trees, frost and snow, and faintly mixed with the sweet aroma of peach blossoms. Xiao Qingyu looked along the source of the aroma, and saw two thick dragon and phoenix wedding candles on the alcove unknowingly burning there. After a long time, the flames are still jumping and alive, like an ever-burning lamp, which seems to be inexhaustible.

...These two monks were so loving that they deliberately refined the incense into the shape of a candle.

The orange fireworks were reflected between Xiao Qingyu's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, dyeing his clear pupils with a layer of golden light, making him look even more unparalleled, much more vivid than the red in a room.

With a movement of his throat, Chu Xun moved his eyes away from Xiao Qingyu's body by an inch, but was suddenly attracted by the big red "囍" character on the wall.

I don't know what stimulated the newly opened space in the dantian. According to the rhythm of Chu Xun's heartbeat, it was first compressed into a ball, and then suddenly expanded. This cycle went on and on, like...

Another heart suddenly appeared in the dantian, breathing with himself and sharing fate.

Chu Xun had no time to take into account the strangeness in the inner world, and his eyes were fixed on the word "囍" on the wall.

Xiao Qingyu recovered from the stupefaction after landing, and wanted to discuss with the master, but saw that the master's eyes seemed to be fixed in one place, the brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes followed the master's line of sight, falling on Xi The wall behind the candle.

... What does the word "囍" mean?

Isn't it just a decorative word commonly used in folk marriages?

If there is anything strange to say, it is the word "囍", which is written so well that if it is placed in the world, it can even be regarded as a sentence of "The Book Saint is reborn". Writing this mere word "囍" is a bit of a fuss .

However, Xiao Qingyu didn't see anything wrong except for the strength of the brush and the strength of the strokes.

Xiao Qingyu quietly looked sideways at Master's expression

Master's eyes were deep and black as far as the eye could see.

Xiao Qingyu thought that the master had discovered something, so she didn't dare to disturb the master, so she stood quietly beside Chu Xun, her spiritual consciousness swept across the room quietly, not wanting to let go of every inch of clues.

... It's just that the smell of Xinxiang at the tip of the nose is really annoying.

The two masters of this wedding room, for some reason, are physically similar to his master and apprentice, and even the refined incense mixed with their unique aura.

He had just communicated with his master, and the environment here was extremely suggestive, so he couldn't allow him to think too much.

Chu Xun looked coldly and said nothing.

There is nothing unusual about this script, but the momentum between each stroke is really very familiar.

...is his word.

Once upon a time in the interstellar era, almost all the people in the world had given up handwriting, and few of the few who could write with a pen were able to write well.

Only Chu Xun was an exception.

Exceptional to the point of almost retro.

Not only can he write with a pen, but he can also write with a chic and handsome calligraphy.Before starting to study the theory of artificial intelligence, he was also a "half" calligrapher. Many upper-class celebrities are proud to collect his calligraphy, just to add a little cultural atmosphere to themselves.

It's just that Chu Xun rewound his memory countless times, and couldn't remember any information related to the word "囍".

He has always been very confident in his memory.

In the past, Chu Xun "considered himself noble", even if he wrote for others, he would never write such vulgar characters.

...Maybe it's a coincidence.

Chu Xun closed his eyes and rubbed his temples with difficulty.

"...Master?" Seeing that Chu Xun's eyes were gradually retracted, but still silent, Xiao Qingyu hesitated, "But what's wrong here?"

"Nothing." Chu Xun shook his head slowly, "Did you find anything?"

"My disciple is stupid, and I can't see through the secrets of this room for a while," Xiao Qingyu said with shame, "I just noticed that this place seems to have been covered in dust for hundreds of years. , an aura that no one has ever touched, and the most recent aura was also left over seven hundred years ago, like the relics of the life of the owner of this place."

"However, this disciple's cultivation level is very low, maybe someone came here and covered up the aura so that this disciple cannot find out."

Although Xiao Qingyu said so, the reality is quite certain.

Although his spiritual consciousness is not as powerful as his master's, but his exercises are quite in line with the way of nature, and he thinks that he has a lot of ability in observing external things, and his words just now are just self-effacing.

Chu Xun's expression was a bit complicated, and he glanced at the word "囍" again, and said with a light sigh: "Although it may offend the original owner, since no one has visited this place for a hundred years, if we want to come to this place to be destined for you and me, we will Let’s do a search here first.”

What he said sounded high-sounding, but everyone knew that the so-called "search" by monks in various relics was actually nothing more than "search".

The environment here is quite ambiguous, and no one has been interested in it for hundreds of years, as if only waiting for his master and apprentice to come.

And the smell of this letter incense is so imaginative, as if it was tailor-made for their master and apprentice, Xiao Qingyu's eyes swept over the thick and beautiful dragon and phoenix wedding candle, a blush appeared on his face, and he was stunned for a moment. There was a slight "hmm".

Chu Xun noticed his strangeness, so he didn't say anything, but held his hand through his sleeve, and gently hooked his fingertips on his palm, walked to the table on his own, and began to check with a calm expression. On the table is a gorgeous tablecloth with dragons and embroidered mandarin ducks.

...Mandarin duck is a bird of joy, and its meaning is a happy union for a hundred years.

Xiao Qingyu subconsciously bit her lips, only to feel that when the master's fingertips brushed gently, there was a numbness and itching all the way from the tailbone along the spine, combined with the beautiful fragrance, it almost made him lose his mind, for a long time Only then did he regain his senses, and cautiously took a few steps forward, looking around with Master.

"This tablecloth is actually a middle-grade treasure," Chu Xun frowned slightly, and tapped his knuckles on the table a few times, "But this kind of treasure has no offensive and defensive functions, it can only be used as decoration, and it is so happy , except for the things in the wedding room, they are useless, so the two original owners are so rich?"

The equipment used by monks is divided into heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang four, among which the yellow level is called magic weapon, which can be used by monks who practice Qi and even foundation building; The ground level is called a treasure, which can be used by monks above the Nascent Soul, while the heavenly level is an immortal, which only appears in the legendary fairy world. It can no longer be forged by monks. After being tempered and washed in the middle, one can escape from the ordinary and become a fairy, and become a fairy weapon.

Even the loose immortals who failed to ascend are just high-grade treasures that have slightly touched the threshold of half-immortal weapons.

And this tablecloth is a middle-grade treasure, and monks who are not above Huashen cannot make it.

Transforming into a god is a state that this small world can never reach. If you only fight for the first line, you can enter the Mahayana, waiting for the catastrophe and ascension.

According to the world view of the original book, even if the male protagonist enters the big world in the later period, the transformation of the gods is still the realm that ordinary people look up to. Among every ten thousand monks, only one or two have such talent and luck, and can survive the exhaustion of their lives. Before, ascended to transform into a god.

Even if it's just a tablecloth for decoration, it's made by the legendary power!

"A middle-grade treasure!" Xiao Qingyu exclaimed, and held up a corner of the tablecloth hesitantly, and saw that the lines were extremely finely outlined, the spiritual power was dense, and the precious light was shining, it was not an ordinary thing.

"If such a good cloth is made into a cassock, it will be an extremely strong protection. How can someone use such a good cloth to make a tablecloth?"

Chu Xun didn't answer, and checked the curtain hanging from the bed curtain again.

It is the same middle-grade treasure.

"...Perhaps the husband and wife have advanced cultivation, collected countless resources, and are deeply affectionate. That's why they have done so much." Chu Xun lifted the curtain of the bed, and behind the curtain was a bed of red lovebirds. Patterned brocade quilt.

Seeing the lovebirds entangled closely on the quilt, Xiao Qingyu immediately blushed.

"Pfft, don't think too much." Chu Xun chuckled, took his hand, and said, "Put this place back first, if you don't come out at night, you have to stay here."

Xiao Qingyu just wanted to say that their monks don't need to sleep, just put a futon on the ground to meditate at night, and they really don't need to sleep on other people's "relics", but seeing the deep smile in the master's eyes, it's not easy to shake the master In other words, Ren Chuxun pulled him to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Chu Xun lifted the quilt, revealing the...

A bed of fruit.

Red dates, peanuts, longan, lotus seeds.

Even though he practiced Taoism at a young age and left the secular world early, he was not really so "ignorant". When this ordinary person gets married, he still understands the custom of "giving birth to a precious son" when he gets married.

But, but when it comes to childbearing, the monks are born against the sky, and it is difficult for them to have children. Especially the high-level monks are trapped by the law and almost cut off their relationship with each other. However, the two married monks clearly only fight for the first line, so they have to Ascension to become a fairy, so it is basically impossible.

Most of the vows between monks are just for the purpose of cooperating with each other to promote the growth of their own cultivation, or for the purpose of marriage between sects to take care of each other. They often don't want to make a child to drag themselves down, and they have an extra share in this world. The fate hinders the journey of immortality, not to mention whether the couple who got married back then were so affectionate...

Those who stay here now are his master and apprentice!

Although the implication of giving birth to a precious son early is good, but he and the master are both men, how can they give birth to a precious son early...

Thinking of this, Xiao Qingyu's face was already blushing.

Chu Xun didn't know what kind of "bizarre" battle between heaven and man was going through in his apprentice's heart to make his face so red, but he just moved these fruits aside on his own.

What he said just now was nothing more than a joke. There are many dangers in this legacy mansion, and there is a system hidden somewhere that is stalking. How can the two of them, master and apprentice, sleep peacefully in a strange bed?

When he came here to investigate, he just felt that most people in the world regard under the pillow as a "safe place", so they always like to hide private and valuable items under the pillow, doing this every day, so that they can feel at ease.

Therefore, if some clues can be found under the pillow, perhaps the secret of the identity of the owner of this place can be deciphered, especially...

That inexplicably familiar word "囍" on the wall.

"Yu'er, come and see." Chu Xun's voice was still cold, as if he hadn't been affected by such a charming and ambiguous environment at all, and the indifferent expression on his face remained the same as before, which was quite different from the charming and happy atmosphere in the room. It's just too sensible.

However, Xiao Qingyu was out of her mind, and her gaze was a little erratic, and she didn't immediately respond to Chu Xun's call.

"...Yu'er?" After not hearing a response for a long time, Chu Xun turned around suspiciously, only to see Xiao Qingyu sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, under the light of the orange candlelight, from earlobes to cheeks, to the slightly open neckline In between, almost every inch of skin was stained with a gorgeous crimson color.

Extravagant and unparalleled.

I don't know if it's because of shame, or because of the hot candle.

Chu Xun's voice was flat and unwavering, but it was like a puff of cold and ruthless frost and snow falling in Xiao Qing's sea of ​​consciousness in winter, finally awakening his consciousness.

"Master," Xiao Qingyu felt impolite, subconsciously pursed his lips, lowered his head in embarrassment, and muttered, "disciple, disciple..."

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Xun also understood what his apprentice was thinking, and couldn't help laughing: "It's just you and me here, so how can we be rude?"

As he spoke, Chu Xun pulled him into his arms with a tug on his wrist, wrapped his arms around his slender waist, and gently rubbed the soft fleshy part of his waist.

"Master, Master..." Chu Xun was caught off guard, causing Xiao Qingyu's throat to burst into a small breath, and her waist softened instantly. She leaned against Chu Xun's arms and said with a blushing face. , "Master, what is Master doing..."

"Pfft." Because Xiao Qingyu was a little out of strength, Chu Xun gently grabbed him, put him on his body again, supported his waist to sit in his arms, and said softly, "What do you want to do? As a teacher, you just do what you want to do."

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