As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

It's Qinglin again!

If it weren't for Qing Lin, how could Ling Zhi be willing to go down the mountain to help him investigate the snake demon?

Just to find a reason.

It's just to find the trace of the person he loves and cherishes in his heart.

Xiao Yunjian smiled to himself and got up quickly.

He saluted Ling Zhixu superficially, and said, "Then thank you uncle for accompanying me through this journey."

Instead, it blocked Ling Zhi's escape route, and the only way was to go down the mountain and kill the demon.

Where can it be related to Qinglin.

Ling Zhi raised his eyes and glanced at him, but now there was an indifference that he didn't understand in his eyes that were always full of affection.

But after all, he nodded and said, "No thanks."

However, Xiao Yunjian still had a breath of turbid air stuck in his chest, which he could not relieve.

Even if Ling Zhi had complied with his words, what was the reason?

Everyone knows it well.

The luggage was handed over to the disciples in the peak to pack.

Xiao Yun Jiansheng dragged Ling Zhi along, without telling him to go down the mountain by himself.

It's ridiculous to think about it.

The figure who was chased before was always himself.

Now, Yu Jian was the one who stared at Ling Zhi in front of him in a daze.

The wind blew away Ling Zhi's untightened hair crown, and the black hair spread out on one side.

But Xiao Yunjian was a little confused.

He seemed to see Ling Zhi turn around in the next instant.

It was still the same smile that never showed to outsiders.

Ling Zhi Yujian turned back to his side and pulled himself into his arms.

His chin rested on his shoulder socket, and the warm breath rushed to his ear.

Then he said: "Ajian, there is no such thing as Lao Shizi's green scales, but I am just joking with you."

But the cold wind wrapped the sharp blade, and suddenly gave him another blow.

He trembled a bit, and his eyes were clear again.

Ling Zhi still held his sword in front of him and never turned back.

The crown on the hair was also imbued with spiritual energy by him, and it would never be blown away by an occasional gust of wind.

Xiao Yunjian only felt that his eyes were gray.

Obviously he chose to be that scum, but now he is covered in body and internal organs.

All messed up?

Didn't he care?

Didn't he always treat Ling Zhi's sincerity towards him like a toy and throw it on the ground and smash it to pieces, so he still wants to step on it?

Isn't that all him?

What on earth is he regretting in his heart?

Just in a daze, he had already arrived at Pengzhou Mansion under the Supreme Immortal Gate.

Xiao Yunjian had so many things in his heart that he almost went too far.

It was Ling Zhi who pulled him subconsciously, and he just woke up.

There was still a little bit of warmth from Ling Zhi's body at the fingertips.

Xiao Yunjian curled up his fingers, intending to keep that touch of tenderness intentionally or unintentionally.

can be final.

disappeared.

Ling Zhi took out a pair of scrolls from the only package he carried with him.

The paper was slightly yellowed, and there were a few traces of time on the side of the scroll.

As soon as it was unfolded, Xiao Yunjian saw the folded corner on the upper right.

It was destroyed when I lost my temper with Ling Zhi.

Further down, it is indeed the painting hanging in Xiuzhu Pavilion.

I used to think it was me.

But now I realize it was just a joke.

As Ling Zhi moves, the painting develops more and more.

The bright red under the eyes of the man in the painting hurt his eyes.

That tear mole——

I don't know when it started, and they returned to the painting together with the beautiful peach forest behind them.

Just like in an instant, the person in the painting can come out alive and say: "My name is Qinglin."

Xiao Yunjian's eyes were red.

It was like a fire burning in the eyes, burning to death.

He hesitated for a while, then asked, "When did you fill it in?"

Ling Zhi glanced at it and said calmly, "Last night."

Xiao Yunjian's fingertips felt cold, and he curled his lips and snorted coldly: "It's the speed."

Ling Zhi hummed, but said nothing.

He only asked passers-by, "Have you seen the person in the painting?"

The guy pushing the cart waved his hand and said, "I've never seen it before."

The girl selling vegetables on the street corner smiled and said, "Immortal, are you kidding me? Isn't this man following you!"

And the sky is getting late, the moon is low--

The aunt with the vegetable basket glanced at Xiao Yunjian who was behind Ling Zhi, and exclaimed "Ghost".

It was a trot all the way to escape.

This is clearly because Xiao Yunjian is the master of the painting, and Ling Zhi can't see it.

Looking at the aunt, Xiao Yunjian couldn't help showing the brightest smile in the night.

This was the most sincere smile he had in the past two days.

But it seems to be smiling, and some can't laugh anymore.

He still looks like Qinglin's portrait.

Still Qinglin's substitute.

Xiao Yunjian took a deep breath and said, "When will I return? When will I find the demon?"

Ling Zhi drew a scroll, looked up at the moon hanging on the treetops, and said: "If you are tired, find a place to rest."

Xiao Yunjian folded his arms and looked at Ling Zhi quietly.

He raised his eyes and saw the feasting lights on the opposite side, and there were three words written on the plaque——

"Manfanglou?" He stretched his arms, "I haven't been there for a long time."

He pursed his lips and looked at Ling Zhi deliberately.

Ling Zhi paused, but the fingers covered under the wide sleeves curled up and opened again.

He sighed after a long time: "Don't miss the hour."

Don't miss the hour?

Xiao Yunjian suddenly felt that his enthusiasm had been completely overwhelmed.

What time can he miss?

Ling Zhi thought that what he said was serious?

Xiao Yunjian could only feel trembling all over his body, and his expression when he looked at Ling Zhi became unbelievable.

Even if he said something that hurt Ling Zhi before, he is a scum.

But in the end, he never before the end of this relationship——

Do outrageous things.

Nothing at all.

Xiao Yunjian only felt that he was asking for trouble.

Ling Zhi has already faced this gesture to himself.

Why did he still pretend to test Ling Zhi?

Can he still dream about getting He Lingzhi's sad response?

A sense of powerlessness enveloped him deeply.

It seems that in this world, there is no response anymore.

It was the madam of Manfanglou who saw him.

First, he stared intently for a few moments, and then rubbed his slightly drooping eyelids.

He stabbed the person beside him, and said: "Isn't that Xiao Gongzi? How is it different from that in the evening?"

As spiritual practitioners, their five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people.

In an instant, he caught the suspicion in the madam's sentence.

Ling Zhi exhibited the painting and went to the madam, and asked, "Have you seen this man before?"

The bustard glanced at Xiao Yunjian who was coming slowly, frowned and said, "Isn't it the young master Xiao?"

Actually Xiao Yunjian was not very familiar with them.

However, he was too good-looking, and he had the posture of a fairy.

So when I went down the mountain to inquire about Manfang Tower once, I was engraved in the back of my mind by the bustard.

Ling Zhi's tone was still the coldness of outsiders, but a little more urgent: "You can see clearly, this is not Ah Jian...Xiao Yunjian."

Xiao Yunjian's pupils tightened.

My heart also tightened for a moment.

The madam had just looked at the portrait carefully before realizing that it was different.

She glanced at Xiao Yunjian who was standing tall and tall on one side——

The breeze lifted his sleeves, making him look thin and sad in the dark night.

Xiao Yunjian slowly turned his head away.

The madam said: "This young master passed by Manfang Tower in the evening and headed towards the suburbs."

She pointed to the small path on one side, and said: "But seeing the frivolity under his feet, I should not be far away, and maybe I will find an inn to stay in the middle of the way. Immortal, you—"

Before she finished speaking, Ling Zhi made a sword formula and soared into the air.

Yu Jian walked in the direction of the words.

The bustard looked back at Xiao Yunjian's position in embarrassment.

But Xiao Yunjian stared blankly at the direction Ling Zhi left.

His eyes were completely dark, without any light.

She scratched her head and twisted her head in front of Xiao Yunjian, and said, "Young Master Xiao, but I want my servant to help you—"

"No need." Xiao Yunjian didn't raise his eyes, and said firmly.

The madam didn't say much, she just waved her handkerchief and continued to greet the guests next to her.

Xiao Yunjian looked at the dazzling red lantern, feeling a little dazed.

He didn't know what it was like to be hurt.

He thought he had no heart.

There will be no heart.

No matter what Ling Zhi did or said, he couldn't shake him.

But when he saw Ling Zhi's figure leaving without looking back, he was completely panicked.

It's better to treat him as a treasure like before.

It's just because of this face, which looks a bit like it.

Where is the duty to really admonish this person to Xiao Yun.

He stood still, feeling the comings and goings of the people around him.

But I feel cold all over my body.

Finally, he sighed deeply, walked to Manfanglou and said, "Help me find a secluded room, thank you."

He seemed to be still fantasizing.

If Ling Zhi hadn't found Qinglin, would he have returned to the original place to look for him?

He just waited on the spot.

Besides, he still has the task assigned by his master.

The Manfang Building was crowded with people, so it was a better place to get news.

The bustard looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Young Master Xiao, there is no place for a secluded place in the Lane of Fireworks and Willows. You are hard to be a slave to!"

Xiao Yunjian was not angry, he just picked two pieces of spirit stones that were used as trading currency and put them in the palm of the bustard.

Immediately the madam said again: "Then please come this way."

Xiao Yunjian couldn't bear it anymore, and looked back at the street where Ling Zhi had long since disappeared.

He said to the madam, "Then... call someone to bring me a cup of tea."

The bustard covered her mouth and smiled: "Then tomorrow, do you want to talk to that immortal?"

Xiao Yunjian quickly squinted at her: "What are you talking about!"

The madam responded, and sent someone to call the leisurely Jia Cui, and sent Xiao Yunjian to the back of the building.

Only then did he shake off the handkerchief, dab it on his lips, and said: "I never thought he was an infatuated person before!"

Mr. Gui didn't understand, so he asked, "Didn't Mr. Xiao order the girl in the building?"

"If he has something to do with Jiacui, then tomorrow Manfanglou will take your surname!" The madam glanced at him, and said, "I was so arrogant and indulgent in the first place, but I also acted as a substitute for someone else. Now this lonely posture, I'm afraid it's still unacceptable." It's worth it!"

Xiao Yunjian seemed to have heard it.

But he didn't seem to notice.

He only paused, and continued his steps.

Walking to the house, I saw Jiacui.

Jian Cui lit the tea, seeming a little uncomfortable.

Xiao Yunjian was also embarrassed, so he asked, "Do you know about the snake demon incident in Pengzhou Mansion?"

Jia Cui seemed to be taken aback, and the tea whisk in her hand fell into the bowl.

She cleaned the table in a panic, and said, "I seem to have heard it."

Xiao Yun remonstrated, "Let's talk about it."

Jia Cui said: "Recently, it's mostly the snake demon that caused panic in the people in Pengzhou mansion. I heard that Mr. Li from the east of the city was murdered by the snake demon to take blood. It seems that his waist was gouged out. A piece of flesh on the side."

"So scary?"

"That's right! After the snake demon committed a crime, he ostentatiously left a piece of his own scale. Just thinking about it makes my hair stand on end."

"Who did Mr. Li provoke?"

"I can't really talk about a person, but I heard that he was always in chaos and finally abandoned, and that Miss Cao was almost thrown into the lake to commit suicide. He is a complete heartbreaker!"

Heartbroken?

Xiao Yunjian squeezed the green bamboo and jade pendant around his waist.

That was the first one, Ling Zhi carved it for him...