Master Qing Leng Always Wants to Marry Me [Transmigration Book]

Although there were many people in the lobby downstairs, the noise was not very loud, and the guests were scattered everywhere in twos and threes, both men and women.

Jihe walked down the stairs, feeling as if a draft was blowing in front of him.

The human voice faded away for an instant.

He stopped suddenly, and looked up at the place where there were three steps away from the ground. There seemed to be a few searching eyes from the crowd on him, but when he looked closely, there was no specific source. Everyone They were all leisurely admiring the dancing girl on the high platform, occasionally whispering a few words to the people next to them.

The sound is like a breeze blowing through the leaves in the forest, a burst of pleasant pine waves.

He recovered slightly from the blushing state, and his mind calmed down. His nimble eyes looked at the northwest corner of the lobby without any emotion. There were a few young men and women sitting together, looking very intimate, and from time to time they huddled together Have a few laughs together.

They were holding two books and reading, but when they felt Ji He's gaze, they quietly hid the books back without looking back.

The movements were very small, and the few people mixed in the noisy lobby were not very noticeable. Everyone had loose sleeves, and their faces were relaxed and comfortable, but Ji He could easily see them.

He walked down the stairs, stood at the end of the railing to stabilize his mind, and then lifted his foot and walked over.

At first, several people were still talking as if no one else was there. The young masters and ladies did not abide by the tradition of distinguishing between men and women. They sat together very closely. It seemed that they had played together since they were young. Two of them were even about to post it. The little boy's hand quietly rested on the waist of the girl next to him, only an inch away, and the girl could touch his fingertips with a slight movement.

Jihe walked straight through the crowd and stood beside them.

The originally lively and cordial atmosphere was directly broken, and everyone stopped making jokes and turned to look at him.

Ji He moved his lips without saying a single word of nonsense, "What book were you reading just now?"

Everyone: "..."

They stared blankly at Ji He, with different expressions on their faces. A few women frowned slightly because of their identities, and silently hid behind them. A man sitting at the front puffed up his chest and asked loudly. : "What do you mean? What do we have to do with you?!"

Ji He turned his head to look in the direction where the women were avoiding, and said, "My lord... are you sure you have nothing to do with me?"

"..."

The man was choked by his affirmative tone. He could have refuted directly, but Ji He's face was calm, showing no emotion, but his pupils were very deep. The man insisted on confronting him for a while, feeling a little weak inexplicably .

Ji He said: "Since Shizun and I entered the door, you have been staring at us. When I walked over just now, you didn't even ask me who I am, but you refuted my question, which shows that you know who I am. ,Yeah?"

He stood there, slightly lowered his head and looked at them. The man felt an oppressive atmosphere, but he still boldly said: "Well, so what if we know? We haven't done anything shady."

"Really?" Ji He put his hands behind his back and bent slightly, "Who am I?"

The man said: "You are a disciple of the Jueqing Sect, the strictest sect among the great immortal sects in the world, am I right?"

"Yes," Ji He nodded, "That's right, it seems that the Absolute Green Sect is quite famous in the world. I just don't know how you all figured out that I am a disciple of the Absolute Green Sect?"

He tilted his head and looked behind the man. The two women lowered their heads, as if they were ashamed to meet his gaze. Ji He calmly looked at them for a while, then said lightly: "I heard that there are many words in the world that are based on the Jueqing sect. This book is written in a lingering and pathetic way, and it has been widely circulated among the public, let me guess, isn’t the one circulated by you just now written with the protagonist as the protagonist?”

The two women lowered their heads even lower: "..."

The leading man stretched out his hand to protect them, raised his head and said, "So what if it's you? Since this story is circulated in the market, everyone can read it! Since you discovered it today, there is nothing to hide , so what if you open it up and see!"

After finishing speaking, he snatched the books hidden by the two women behind him, the woman was shocked, and the other man who had been silent was also slightly surprised, and said: "Brother Shen?"

The man surnamed Shen didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him. He slapped the book on the table, pointed to a portrait on it and asked, "Do you dare to say that this is not you?"

Ji He looked down at the cover, and was immediately shocked by the gaudy painting style.

There are two people on the cover, their faces are not clear, but there is no excessive decoration on their heads, so it can be judged that they are a pair of men. One of them is holding a sword in his hand, struggling to support the ground, and the hilt is engraved with "Luoguang" The two large characters are exactly the same as the engraving on the sword on his waist at this time.

The two of them cuddled closely together, and a cluster of very gorgeous flowers was painted next to it. The green leaves were sparse, and the purple-red flowers were growing gratifyingly, almost sticking to one of them's bare thighs.

Ji He only glanced at it before turning his face away in disgust.

From this point of view, no matter what period pornography is, it must rely on this kitsch method to attract readers.

Seeing that his expression changed slightly, the man tilted his head with dodge eyes, a surge of malice in his heart, he slantedly smiled and said: "The words on the saber are exactly the same, I noticed it when you both came in, are you right?"

"..."

Ji He turned his head to look at him, and said calmly, "It's just a rumor in the market, it can't be taken as true, what exactly is your son trying to say?"

"Why can't it be true?" The man asked back, "But everything that can spread in the world is not entirely based on speculation. If there is no clue, why would people write about you?"

Ji He looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

The other three people also raised their eyes to look at him. Although they didn't say anything, they probably thought so in their hearts. The lobby was inexplicably quieter. Everyone paid attention to the movement here. He could even feel the air in the air. Some kind of secret excitement, and gratuitous malice.

Another quiet man suddenly said: "It's not my fault that Brother Shen's words were conflicting. It's true that I have always heard that Qingzong Gaohua is indifferent. He has always practiced the way of ruthlessness. All disciples in the sect cut off love. Only then can they achieve great success. If it is really ruthless, How could such a story be circulated?"

"I don't know... where is the source of the script?"

Ji He narrowed his eyes. He looked at the person who was speaking calmly, feeling that he must be a very intelligent person. Although he was silent all the time, he hit the nail on the head when he spoke.

His throat moved, and he said: "Shouldn't you ask the person who wrote the book?"

"Who is the other person on the cover?" The man ignored it and continued to ask, "Even if it is just speculation, there should be signs, so that there is a reason for the writer to write. I heard that the lord of your sect has just Accepted a disciple, could it be..."

"No," Ji He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and there was a cold light in his eyes, "Even if this happened, it can't be that person." Ji He glanced at the cover, and thought of something, " ...is he worthy too?"

His tone had a cold texture, like a sharp sharp knife that could reflect the hatred that flashed in the bottom of his eyes, everyone was stunned when they heard the words, the leader looked at him for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Isn't it Is the newly recruited disciple the one who came in with you just now?"

"..."

Ji He's expression turned cold, and his eyes were as cold as ice for a moment.

Everyone felt a deep chill, and backed away involuntarily. The man looked at Ji He's expression, and was about to speak again, but the two girls behind him pulled his sleeves. The girl shook her head at him, don't be disappointed. Besides, he didn't care about it, and gave full play to the self-consciousness of being a dead cannon fodder: "Jueqingzong cultivates the ruthless way, and such an unbearable thing happened under the sect, a male fellow practitioner, it is against the norms, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji He shot him with an eye knife, his mouth moved, but he couldn't make a sound. He stared at Ji He, tried several times but failed, and his face turned pale.

The two girls glanced at him tremblingly, and they didn't dare to speak. Although the quiet man was clear-headed, he was just a mortal after all. Seeing that he was really angry at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little fear, but he still held his chest up. , silently guarding the two girls behind her.

Ji He raised his hand, and there was a flash of light in his fingertips. He glanced at them, and just when everyone thought he was going to use magic to punish these people, he put down his hand again, and his clothes lay in front of them. Swipe across, turn around and walk upstairs.

Everyone was left looking at each other in blank dismay, the draft blew through the hall again, and whispers sounded in the lobby again.

That night Jihe had a lot of dreams, which were messy and unclear, but the time was invariably the early morning before dawn. The background included the present and the original real world. He even dreamed about his high school days.

He carried the book to the classroom for morning reading. At the quietest moment on the campus, the starlight had not completely faded. Passing by a barbed wire fence, he saw a few figures on the plastic track in the playground over there, slowly morning. One was running, and two were walking quietly side by side.

He saw the boy he had a crush on, wearing a tracksuit, and walking beside him was a girl with a high ponytail, and the two of them were taking a leisurely walk.

That was the first time Jihe saw him not running on the playground. The boy stopped, and his footsteps landed steadily on the track, waiting for the girl next to him to catch up.

I can't remember the mood at that time clearly now, but even after many years, now that I have found someone I like again, when I look back at that memory, I still can't help but feel a little sour in my heart.

He never thought that in this world with a completely different background setting, he would experience that sad and melancholy mood again.

It turns out that being in love doesn't mean you can be together without any obstacles. It turns out that no matter what kind of world it is, I can't have a fair reason to stand calmly by the side of the person I like.

The next day, they packed up their luggage and rushed to the red leaf forest with their swords. The temperature in the forest dropped sharply overnight, and every dead leaf was covered with frost.