As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

But Xiao Yunjian couldn't help laughing.

I just laughed so hard I didn't know who it was.

But his eyes were still shrouded in a mist.

Confused, Ling Zhi was slightly stunned.

Ling Zhi only felt that at that moment, he seemed to have touched the truth.

But Xiao Yunjian's eyes immediately moved away, making him go in without knowing.

Xiao Yunjian lowered his eyebrows and wrote: "Please rescue him."

Ling Zhi understood, this is the excuse to drive away customers.

He raised his fist and said, "Please rest assured."

Xiao Yunjian heard Ling Zhi's footsteps leaving, so he took off the mask in a daze.

It was easy for the wound to grow a little bit, but when it was opened, the flesh was torn apart.

He gritted his silver teeth and survived the dizziness.

After he calmed down, he stroked the scar on his right forehead, and looked at the bronze mirror with some trepidation——

Broken hair cover, in fact, is not obvious.

It's just that his usual brightest and whitest face is now covered up.

Just like his current identity, isn't it the same?

Hidden in hiding, there is no light and aboveboard of the Supreme Immortal Gate at all.

But it is the best choice for yourself.

He stroked his heart, feeling the hot beating.

Burned his entire chest.

Why is he so worthless!

The wound on his forehead needs to be treated with medicine as soon as possible, so he put the diaper back on.

The wound was opened and closed again with the airtight opening.

He should be thankful that now it's just spring, and it's cold and cold.

He went downstairs with a pen and paper, wrote a note and handed it to Xiaoer: "Buy me some medicine for my injuries, thank you."

Xiaoer took the note and asked Xiao Yunjian for money.

Xiao Yunjian remembered this just now, and touched his whole body, except for the green bamboo and jade pendant carved by Ling Zhi himself.

There is nothing of value left.

He put the jade pendant back, just as he was about to push the matter to Ling Zhi.

But Ling Zhi was returning from a guest stay, and Qing Lin was not following him.

He heaved a sigh of relief, but suddenly remembered that there was still the word "injured" written on the paper Xiaoer was holding.

He didn't move, but Ling Zhi also saw it and asked, "But are you injured?"

Xiao Yunjian shook his head hurriedly, ran through dozens of reasons in his mind, and finally wrote: "I think that when the man in red comes back, there will always be some injuries on his body, so be prepared."

Ling Zhi tilted his eyes slightly, looked him up and down without leaving any traces, and said, "What is your relationship with him?"

Xiao Yunjian didn't speak, just shook his head, forced a smile.

Looking at his expression, Ling Zhi felt a little weird.

It was as if the bones couldn't hold the flesh, as if he shouldn't have grown up like this.

Before he had time to inquire, Xiao Yunjian had already bid farewell to him.

Xiao Yunjian's fear and reluctance to meet each other drove him back to the room.

He looked at the unfamiliar face in the mirror, and put his fingertips on his forehead.

Touching the wound through the mask, he couldn't help hissing.

The pain made him stop thinking about what was there and what was missing, and instead think about how to save Yan Chongyu.

Even if the disciples of the Supreme Immortal Sect came with the sword, they might have to prepare for a day or two.

Even though Yan Chongyu wasn't what Manfanglou wanted, every day he was there was an extra day of danger.

There were three knocks on the door.

Xiao Yunjian thought it was Xiao Er who brought the medicine.

But when he opened the door, it was Qinglin who was carrying the medicine bag——

Qinglin smiled shyly at him and said: "They are too busy to take their hands off, I happened to see it, so I brought it up for you. I heard that you were brought back by brother Lingzhi to live here?"

Xiao Yunjian was anxious and worried about Yan Chongyu, so he was even more unwilling to talk to Qinglin.

He pointed to his throat and waved his hand again.

He didn't even want to mention a pen.

Qing Lin was not angry, and asked again: "Are you injured?"

Xiao Yunjian glanced at him sideways and shook his head.

"No, you're injured." Qinglin took a step closer, leaned close to Xiao Yunjian's ear, and said softly, "I can already smell the blood on your body."

——"Xiao... Peak Master."

Xiao Yunjian took two steps back abruptly, and his waist touched the corner of the table.

Let him gasp.

How did Qinglin know?

Such a Qinglin made me feel chills on my back, and fear rushed to the top of my skull.

But even though he was afraid, he still only pretended that Qinglin lied to him.

Just imitate Qing Lin's appearance, pretending to be pitiful, shaking his head desperately.

Qinglin hid a knife in her smile: "I'm not blackmailing you, there are some things you and I know very well."

Now that he was open and honest, Xiao Yunjian didn't hide it anymore.

He coughed lightly and said, "What are you going to do? Who are you?"

"It's really you." Qinglin brushed her hair, found a round pear blossom wooden stool and sat down.

Xiao Yunjian only blamed himself for not persevering a little longer, and fell into Qinglin's way.

Qinglin said again: "Didn't you see my appearance? Could it be that you forgot?"

How could he forget?

The shock at the time, coupled with how fainted and returned to his room.

One pile, one piece, is the memory that he will bring in when he turns into ashes.

Qinglin played with the medicine bag in her hands, and said: "Why are you so cheap? Ling Zhi broke your sword and ruined your face, and you still insist on going back to him in disguise. What are you trying to do? "

Picture what?

Xiao Yunjian couldn't even answer this question himself.

If he really knew the answer, he wouldn't have to repeat it in front of the bronze mirror over and over again——

Describing what he looks like now.

Seeing that he was silent, Qing Lin threw the medicine bag into his arms and said: "You can't beat me."

"I didn't want to win." Xiao Yunjian looked at Qinglin with burning eyes, and repeated, "I... didn't want to win."

Qinglin let out an oh, and asked again: "Then you don't hate him?"

"How can there be hatred without love?" Xiao Yunjian asked rhetorically, "Then don't you love him?"

"Do you know what love is? You are just a heartless mortal!" Qing Lin's gaze was like a poisonous snake, and it fell directly on Xiao Yunjian's chest.

Xiao Yunjian suddenly noticed something, but felt a little dazed.

He folded his arms, and said again: "Yes, I am a mortal, but I have a heart, and I understand what love is."

The moment he just said it, he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed.

It was as if something unknown crashed into his heart, filling his entire chest completely.

He straightened his back involuntarily and looked straight at Qinglin.

It seemed that no matter how hurtful words Qing Lin said, they would not be able to cut his heart.

He also gradually understood that Qinglin was only trying to annoy him.

Qinglin said a few more harsh words, but he completely ignored them.

Didn't care half a cent.

But Qinglin didn't stop there.

Seeing that Xiao Yunjian simply ignored him, he pretended to be knocked out of the door and fell to the ground.

It just happened to startle Xiao Er who came upstairs.

Xiao Er shivered and threw away the tray in his hand, helped Qing Lin up, and hurriedly asked: "This, what's the matter?"

Qinglin shed two tears obsessively, and shook her head desperately: "It's okay."

Xiao Er poked his head and took a look inside, and saw Xiao Yunjian standing in the room against the light.

His entire face was shrouded in shadows, but his eyes were as bright as stars falling into them.

Even though □□ is so ordinary, Xiao Er is still a little dazed.

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, then was attracted by Qing Lin's sound.

He hurriedly said, "I'll take you back to your room."

Qinglin nodded and said: "Don't talk about this with my companion."

Xiaoer nodded and bowed in response, then turned around and told the back chef about it.

Then the ups and downs passed.

Ling Zhi searched for Xiao Yun for a day, and as soon as he came back, he heard diners whispering:

"Ke Laiju heard that he was very dumb, and he pulled out his young master with a single slap."

"Isn't it? I heard that the young master fell and vomited blood, and he almost didn't recover."

"I really don't know what kind of hatred, what kind of resentment..."

Ling Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

They are talking about Qinglin and the scholar he arranged to live with?

Before he could think about it, he carried Xi Yu upstairs.

After knocking on the door of Qinglin's room for a long time, Qinglin opened the door with red and swollen eyes, and said in surprise: "Ling, Peak Master Ling, why are you here? I thought... thought you would never pay attention to me again gone."

Ling Zhi paused as he recalled what Xiao Yun had admonished yesterday.

But in the end, Xiao Yunjian also left because of his own reasons, and he couldn't blame others.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

"You...understood?" Qinglin swayed and barely supported her, "I told Xiaoer not to say anything."

Ling Zhi didn't say anything, but there was a strange feeling in his heart.

He asked, "Why... why did he push you?"

Qinglin shook her head, lowered her eyes and said softly, "I don't know. It's just that there are so many people in the shop, Xiao Er couldn't let go, so I helped deliver the medicine..."

Ling Zhi asked again: "That's all?"

Qing Lin's eyes widened: "You don't believe me? If you don't believe me, I am willing to confront him! Ling Zhi..."

Ling Zhi sighed: "No need."

He couldn't stay any longer, and the feeling of suffocation enveloped him.

He made up a random reason and went out.

Before he went downstairs, he saw the mute scholar opened the door, as if he was poking his head out to look at something.

For some reason, he looked more and more at that posture, his figure was very much like Xiao Yunjian.

He rubbed his eyes, because he was thinking too much.

How could his Admonishment wish to see him again?

His... Ah Jian.

Ling Zhi was at a loss.

Xiao Yunjian also caught sight of Ling Zhi.

He was a little flustered, but when he met Ling Zhi's eyes, he still nodded to him.

Ling Zhi walked quickly to his side, without saying a word about Qinglin, he just said: "The Supreme Immortal Sect has already set off with disciples. Tomorrow, they will arrive at Pingzhou Mansion."

Xiao Yunjian nodded and saluted him.

One of them stood inside the house, and the other stood outside the door.

Speechless.

Only one person couldn't speak, but the other person didn't know what to say.

In the end, Xiao Yun remonstrated and wrote: "You came here for me to push that person out, right? All I have to say is that I have never done it."

Ling Zhi nodded and said, "I believe in you."

Believe him?

How could you believe him?

He didn't even believe Xiao Yun's remonstrance before.

How can you believe yourself, a stranger you have only known for a day?

Xiao Yunjian had mixed feelings and was at a loss.