Black powder self-cultivation

The next morning Lin Tianluo was lying on the bed waiting for Lin Qingyu to call for someone, but he didn't see Lin Qingyu coming until the sun was shining on his buttocks.

Lin Tianluo pursed her mouth, got up from the bed, kicked the quilt wildly, put on her clothes and went to the square to find Lin Qingyu.I bumped into Lu Beixuan on the road. Lu Beixuan grabbed him and asked, "In such a hurry? Where are you going? By the way, I heard that you are sick. Are you feeling better?"

Lin Tianluo couldn't care less about answering him, and hurriedly asked, "Where's senior brother, have you seen him?"

"He's practicing swords." Lu Beixuan looked gossiping, "You didn't see that since yesterday, the elder brother's expression is as if someone owed him a few hundred thousand taels of silver. It's terrifying as if he is going to kill someone."

Lin Tianluo didn't care about chatting with him, so he ran away to find Lin Qingyu.Lin Qingyu had just returned from sword practice, a layer of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his hair was hanging down behind him in a mess. Only his white clothes were still elegant, and with the sword in his hand, he looked very young.

Lin Tianluo yelled at him: "Brother, I'm sorry, I got up late, can I squat again tomorrow?"

Lin Qingyu raised his head, looked at him, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, if you don't like it, you don't have to squat in the future."

"Who said I don't like it, I like it, I am a man who will be a peerless hero."

Lin Qingyu didn't speak, turned around and left.

Lin Tianluo hurriedly followed: "Are you angry, right? You are not happy that I refused your order to soak in the cold spring, right? It was your fault for that matter, and you called me over without explaining to me in advance, then On a cold day, everyone will be afraid, and haven't I already been punished? I was frozen and had a fever..."

Before Lin Tianluo could finish speaking, Lin Qingyu flung himself lightly and disappeared in front of him.

"Eh?" Lin Tianluo stared, reacted, and looked angry, "What's the air? Isn't it just light work? Huh, it wasn't my fault in the first place, why did I have to apologize, I won't apologize. Dead Lin Qingyu, Smelly Lin Qingyu, big villain! You are the most ruthless and inhuman!"

Lin Tianluo scolded, but found that everyone was looking at him with expressions of "You're looking for death and scolding senior brother".

Lin Tianluo was completely annoyed, and said loudly: "I'll just scold him, beat me up if you have the ability! Beat me up!" The arrogant one really wanted to go up and beat him up.

I don't know who was playing a prank, and shouted behind him: "Elder brother!"

Lin Tianluo's complexion changed slightly, and he ran away with his legs, and it took a gust of wind to disappear.

After a while, the stunned disciples came back to their senses, and Lu Beixuan sighed leisurely: "I don't know when my little brother practiced such a superb lightness kung fu."

As soon as the words were finished, a plain white figure fell in front of the crowd, and everyone immediately fell silent, looking at him, and those who were afraid of trouble quickly shirked responsibility: "I didn't call that big brother just now."

Lin Qingyu glanced at them coldly, looked at the direction where Lin Tianluo left, frowned slightly, thoughtful.

At night, on the edge of the cliff, a man in white clothes fluttered. A moment later, a ghostly man in black appeared in front of him and knelt down on one knee: "I have seen the master."

"How's the investigation on Gu Jiashu going?"

"Reporting to the master, the subordinates have found out that there is no such person in the world, but there are two people with the same name and surname in the market. One is a teacher who is 83 this year, and the other is a five-year-old girl."

The man in white murmured: "Without Gu Jiashu..."

"Master, the leader has a sentence for his subordinates to bring to you."

The man in white looked at him.

"The leader said... the poison of love flower is about to expire, and the person has already sent it here, and it is still in the old place, waiting for the owner to come at any time." The man in black said this sentence tremblingly, raised his head, and found the man's His eyes were suffocatingly cold.

"Master." The man in black said fearfully.

"You step back." After a long time, the man in white suddenly said, but his tone seemed to reveal endless exhaustion...

Lin Tianluo lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and finally decided to get up and go to Lin Qingyu to clarify that the weather was getting colder and colder, especially at night, so Lin Tianluo wrapped up a cotton coat and sneaked out of the room like a ball. The room, just looked up, saw a white shadow flashed in the dark night, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lin Tianluo shuddered, the first word that came to mind was assassin, and the second word that came to mind was Lan Ji's descendants.

He was in a hurry, ignoring that Lin Qingyu was still in a cold war with him, and hurried to the front of Lin Qingyu's house and slammed the door frantically: "Brother, open the door quickly! I have something to tell you! Open the door quickly!"

With a creak, the door was pushed open by him without warning, Lin Tianluo couldn't hold back his body, and fell into the room with a plop, lying on the ground and looking up at him.

The moonlight was faint, and the outline of the room could be seen clearly. The curtain on the bed was lifted, revealing Lin Qingyu's figure, but his face looked a little ugly.

"Brother?" Lin Tianluo called him.

Lin Qingyu finally raised his eyes to look at him, but did not speak. Lin Tianluo noticed his body trembling slightly with sharp eyes, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"Get out!" Lin Qingyu said coldly.

Lin Tianluo was worried about his health, ignoring his indifference towards him, and said again: "Are you feeling unwell? I'll go to Master."

"Stop!" Lin Qingyu stopped him softly, pointed to the outside of the room, "Get out, immediately!"

Lin Tianluo's face froze slightly, stared at him stupidly, and rushed over suddenly: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Qingyu raised his hand and waved him away, but because he couldn't control his strength, with a bang, Lin Tianluo slammed into the wardrobe beside him hard.

Lin Qingyu's complexion changed, and he wanted to go over to help him, but he held back after all.

Lin Tianluo got up in a daze, saw his pale face, and became angry: "You are simply inexplicable! I don't care about you, you can fend for yourself." After finishing speaking, he ran out of the room like a gust of wind.

"Luoer——" Lin Qingyu was startled, subconsciously chased her out of the bed, and fell to the ground before taking two steps.He covered his chest tightly with one hand, and grasped the door frame with the other, his bloodless lips turned white even more from his bite.

The poison of love flower broke out.

If it wasn't for the love flower poison, he wouldn't be so careful that Luo'er found him, and quickly rushed into the house to pretend to be asleep, but Luo'er still ran over and knocked on his door, suddenly remembering that the door was not locked , it's just too late.

The toxins and passion/desires churning in his body almost made his life worse than death. He had seen his ghostly appearance when he was poisoned, and he didn't want Luo'er to see him like this at all, so he could only pretend to be indifferent and tell him to go away...

But when Luo'er angrily said the words that let him live and die by himself, it was as if someone had cut out a piece of his heart with a sharp knife.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and an outline gradually appeared in his mind. The man was lying in his arms with bare shoulders and blushing face, calling his name softly: "Yue..."

"Luo'er." He couldn't help but exclaim a little, and fell completely into the charming world made of illusions.

***

Lin Tianluo was ashamed and angry at the same time, his head was hot, he didn't think about anything, and ran out of Bichanyuan in one breath, only to realize that it was too late when he woke up.

If he went back so disheartened, Lin Qingyu would definitely laugh at him.Hmph, that man is so ignorant, why did he put his hot face on his cold ass?What about male gods?There are so many male gods in this world, who has such a temper like him!Even Duan Lang, who was blacked out by him, is much better than Lin Qingyu, okay?

The more he thought about it, the more angry Lin Tianluo found a rock and sat down angrily. The mountain wind howled in his face, and he couldn't help wrapping the thick cotton jacket around his body tightly.It is estimated that it will snow in the next few days, I really want to go back to Suzhou, it is warm, and I am not popular with him yet.More importantly, he can be a rice bug with peace of mind.

Lin Qingyu, forget it, bad temper, iceberg face, don't play with him anymore!

In short, go back to Suzhou first.Lin Tianluo thought to himself, when Lin Qingyu came to make amends and apologize, he would consider whether to come back.

Yes, that's it!go now!

Lin Tianluo was angry from his heart, and he was no longer afraid of the cold wind. Relying on the heat in his heart, he walked down the mountain along the dark mountain road under the moonlight.Suddenly he stepped on a slippery stone, and he was dressed like a ball. He lost his balance and rolled down the bluestone-paved mountain road with a thud.

Lin Tianluo: "..."

gosh.

Fortunately, the mountain road was winding. Lin Tianluo rolled into the weed pile, knocked his head against a tree, and passed out directly.

With a light body, Lin Tianluo stood up and looked at his hands and feet - he seemed to have recovered his soul state.

A gust of cold wind blew, and he floated up. Lin Tianluo couldn't control his body at all, so he could only swing with the wind, and he didn't know how long he drifted. There was gradually fog in front of him, and the sound of a flute pierced through the white fog and fell into his ears. .

Lin Tianluo was shocked.

He remembered the sound, it was a ghost!

Brother Ghost!Lin Tianluo was excited, and quickly floated into the fog, following the direction of the sound of the flute.

The sound of the song became clearer and clearer, and the ethereal and lingering voice lines seemed to be entangled together. Listening to it, one felt as if one had fallen into the other side of the nether world.

The boundless manjusawa bloomed in sight, the river of forgetfulness was turbulent with turbid water waves, ghosts on the Naihe bridge passed by life after life, even if they were reluctant to part with each other, a bowl of Mengpo soup finally ended all karma.

A broken stone tablet gradually appeared in front of my eyes, with a letter: Bi Luohai.

Lin Tianluo walked up the stone ladder and turned into it. Suddenly, a magnificent river appeared in front of him. He couldn't tell the source and the end. In the river, there are circles of water ripples.

A thin figure stood alone by the river, playing the flute, the melody was melodious, and gradually entered into a lingering state, but suddenly stopped.

Lin Tianluo stared at him blankly, just as Gu Jiashu turned his head, put down his jasper flute, turned around, and smiled at him: "You're here."