I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Until the two returned to Lengyue Peak, Wen Yan was still so happy that he didn't feel real, even walking felt like stepping on the clouds, and he kept holding the sword silly.

Gu Jianhan was also interested in that sword, but seeing Wen Yan couldn't put it down so much, he didn't ask to borrow it in the end.

That sword was a few inches longer than Du Shuang, and also a bit heavier than Du Shuang, Wen Yan was actually having a hard time holding it.He was forced to attend various ability training classes since he was a child, including fighting, boxing, piano, painting, bow and arrow, and various ball games, but it was the first time he had really touched a sword.

He was very excited along the way, holding his sword and walking around Gu Jianhan. Gu Jianhan occasionally found him annoying, but he couldn't get angry looking at that silly smiling face.

"Master, Master, when will we learn to fly with the sword?"

"Master, Master, are you teaching me yourself? Will it bother you too much?"

"Master, Master, will you catch me below?"

"Master, Master——"

"Shut up, make noise." Gu Jian scolded in a cold voice, speeding up the pace of the return journey, as if trying to shake Wen Yan away.

But if he really wants to get rid of it, then it can be solved with just a leap talisman, and there is no need to climb the mountain honestly here.

After so many days, Wen Yan can roughly see part of Gu Jianhan's true emotions from the subtle changes in his tone. Although the words just now were cold, they are far from angry.

So he smiled even brighter, sticking to a place one step away from Gu Jianhan like a piece of dog skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off.He wasn't too close, but the light that couldn't be ignored still made Gu Jianhan at a loss.

He has stayed in the prison of thousands of ghosts for too long, even the bones and spirits have long been trampled into dirty and smelly putrid mud, even the warm light that he was not qualified to touch when he was alive, it is not easy to reach out and grab it after death ?

What's more, it is still such a world full of betrayal.

Leng Yuefeng is very tall, Wen Yan is bouncing around, from head to toe, his whole body is full of youthful vigor, while Gu Jianhan is like a walking humanoid refrigerator, his frosty expression has not changed the whole time.

When two people are together, no matter how far the road is, it seems that it is easy to come to an end. Wen Yan chatted with Gu Jianhan from time to time, but Gu Jianhan didn't pay much attention to him, and he was not discouraged, and continued to circle around Gu Jianhan.

After all, it was Gu Jianhan who took him to Qingshuang Pavilion, otherwise he might not be able to own his own sword for the rest of his life.

Gu Jianhan was indeed indifferent, but he had never really hurt him.On the contrary, he gave him blinding eyes leaves, life-saving elixirs and poison powder, and personally made sachets for him, but he never gave Gu Jianhan anything useful.

This is the first time for Wen Yan to feel that... he seems to have received too much love from Gu Jianhan.Gu Jianhan is usually too cold, with a haughty look that no one likes to get away, so that he didn't realize that Gu Jianhan is actually good enough to him.

The boundaries of strangers have long been surpassed.

In this case, shouldn't he treat Gu Jianhan better?

*?*?*

Wen Yan consumed too much physical strength today, it was almost noon when he went to Gu Jianhan's room, and now it is Shen time.Wen Yan didn't have breakfast and missed lunch. Wen Yan felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he quickly removed a chocolate bread pad to cushion his stomach as soon as he got back to the house.

There are bamboo shoots on the mountain behind Lengyue Peak, fresh with dew after the rain, stir-fried and very sweet, Wen Yan braised another mushroom fish, and added three bowls of rice in one sitting.

After tidying up the kitchen, he took a shower, changed into pajamas, and began to study the sword.

In order to know more about Gu Jianhan, Wen Yan used his waist card to borrow all kinds of strange books in Linyuan Pavilion. Because he was Gu Jianhan's closed disciple, the books he could borrow were of high quality, and one of them was An ancient book about the spirit sword.

However, he searched through the whole book and couldn't find which level of spiritual weapon this sword pattern belonged to, and which craftsman it came from.

It's not that he didn't see the abnormality just now, such a sword is definitely not an unknown mortal product, Qingshuang Pavilion has an external barrier, so only he, Gu Jianhan and Elder Qingshuang knew about it at that time.

What he didn't expect was that Gu Jianhan directly erased this memory of Elder Qingshuang with a spell, and he shot it neatly without hesitation, as if in his eyes, Elder Qingshuang was just a tool for guarding the door, and now he was in the way , should be erased from memory.

Wen Yan was actually not feeling well.

A good orthodox master seems to have started to go on an evil path, which is not a good thing for them.

To put it this way, in the 18th year of the Qingli calendar, Gu Jianhan had already had a deep-rooted affection for Mo Zun at this time.He is an out-and-out love brain, and he dares to do anything for Mozun, let alone take an evil path.

The relationship between them is just a teacher-student relationship in name. At first, in Wen Yan's mind, he was not much different from other characters in the book.But after getting along with each other for so many days, even stones will develop some feelings, and Wen Yan can barely feel the reality of this world in the book.

Wanting to rewrite the terrible ending of the story, this idea has been circling in Wen Yan's mind for several days, and now it is finally finalized.

Then, let's start with the relationship between Gu Jianhan and Mozun.

Anyway, not a good person.

Wen Yan thought while flipping through various related ancient books.He was used to the fact that he could read without knowing the words.

There was no reference to the sword pattern, but upon closer inspection, there was always an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Wen Yan simply closed the book and focused on the sword.

Maybe it's because Wen Yan doesn't understand swords and hasn't seen too many swords. He always feels that this sword is very similar to Du Shuang. , and this sword is a bit bigger, Du Shuang Leng, but this sword is bright.

They are obviously different everywhere, except that they are both swords and there is no other similarity, but Wen Yan feels that the two are very similar.

However, this kind of form is at least at the level of the world in the book. It is also very strange how he would choose such a waste.

Wen Yan couldn't research anything, so he simply put the sword away, took out the blank yellow talisman and spiritual sand, prepared the spiritual sand solution according to the proportion, opened the ancient book of spells, and began to draw from the gourd. Occasionally, he felt that the lines were not correct. The place is too smooth so he can change it by himself, and he thinks it looks pretty good when he finally draws it.

He was fascinated by the talisman, and after a long stretch, he realized that it was already very late.Subconsciously, he wanted to turn on the phone to check the time, but remembered that it had already become a useless brick.

There was no entertainment at night, so Wen Yan simply climbed onto the couch and went to sleep. Halfway through his sleep, he felt thirsty and got up to drink water. The whole person was dazed, but when he looked up, he saw a black figure with disheveled hair standing outside the window.

Those red eyes were like blood, seeming to swallow him up.