Cultivation from entry to abandonment

Jiang Fuqing listed all the details of him like countless treasures, and asked Shang Mingqian to pass him the tea on the table.Shang Ming grabbed it modestly, and the bowl of tea floated over, and fell steadily into Jiang Fuqing's palm.Jiang Fuqing took a sip of tea, and passed the tea to Shang Mingqian. Shang Mingqian understood, and raised his hand to return the teacup to the table.

Jiang Fuqing went on to say: "For example, what happened just now. If I changed to the red one, I would definitely say, 'You waste, drink it yourself, I'm too lazy to wait' or say, 'What's the benefit for me to help you serve tea?'. No, no No, I'm thinking too much, it's not bad if he doesn't let me refill his tea."

Shang Mingqian smiled slightly, rarely seeing him beaming when he said it, he was very cute, and thought of teasing him.Suddenly his expression froze, he smiled jokingly, pressed the book on the bed frame, leaned over, raised his eyebrows and said: "Who allowed you to speak ill of me behind my back?"

Jiang Fuqing trembled in fright, before she had time to take a closer look, she quickly shrank to the corner of the bed, covered her head with the quilt, and covered her head like an ostrich for a while, only then heard Shang Mingqian's chuckle, and cautiously peeked out from under the quilt. After watching him for a while, he bravely crawled out of the blanket, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and complained, "Don't scare me."

Sure enough, the two personalities became more and more ghostly. The red one pretended to be white to deceive him, and the white one pretended to be red to scare him.His fragile heart will be frightened to stop sooner or later.

"Is it so scary?" Shang Mingqian smiled softly.

Jiang Fuqing nodded tremblingly, expressing that it was horrific, he was the devil himself.

Jiang Fuqing calmed down for a while, then poked Shang Mingqian's shoulder again, convinced that it was gentle and white, he breathed a sigh of relief.Then asked: "When did you start to have this symptom?"

Shang Mingqian recalled for a while, and said: "I can't remember. I often lose my memory."

Jiang Fuqing clasped his hands together and nodded, "That's right. Since when did you have amnesia symptoms?"

Shang Mingqian quietly thought about it for a while, and said: "It's been a long time ago, and the memory is also very trivial. It seems that when I took over as the head of the family, I had symptoms of amnesia."

Jiang Fuqing asked, "Then do you remember how you became the Patriarch?"

Shang Mingqian thought about it again, and said: "I remember an altar, which was filled with blood. The blood smelled very bad, and it smelled very pungent. There were countless corpses lying beside me, and they looked like they were dressed. An elder disciple of the merchant. I stood blankly in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, not knowing where to go. After a while, an elder came from a distance with the rest of his disciples, knelt down in front of me, and offered I am the new head of the household.

"I was really at a loss, so I hesitated and took over the patriarchal ring engraved with the family crest, which symbolizes the supremacy of the merchant. This ring is said to be made by splicing the skull of the first patriarch, and there are formations engraved on it. Be at your disposal. And the bone ring will recognize its master. It recognizes me as master, and it has been worn on my hand until today."

After all, Shang Mingqian stretched out his left hand, and the ring was worn on his left thumb. Jiang Fuqing saw him wearing it before, and thought it was some ordinary jewelry, but unexpectedly, it had such a origin.Shang Mingqian is not the protagonist, although he is the master of the protagonist, but there is not too much pen and ink to describe him.His past is only sporadic, and Jiang Fuqing can't see the whole picture from the book.He came too early, it is estimated that the protagonist at this time has not been born yet.

The treasure ring made of bones looked exquisite and extraordinary, the bones on it had undergone some processing, but now thousands of years later, it was as white as new, and the light of gemstones could be seen faintly inside, as if it was soul-stirring.Shang Mingqian didn't pay much attention to it, he even took it off and handed it to Jiang Fuqing to take a look at it slowly.

Jiang Fuqing knew that this thing was of great importance, so he quickly put it back on for him, "Take care of it yourself. Don't come to me if you lose it."

Shang Mingqian smiled slightly and said, "The ring is precious, but not as valuable as you."

Jiang Fuqing's heart trembled, and Shang Mingqian looked at each other for a long time, then looked away in a panic.

There are stars and seas in his eyes.

Jiang Fuqing patted his heart, turned his head away, gave a fake cough, turned his head again, and asked, "What happened next?"

Shang Mingqian sighed, and said: "Later, I have been the head of the family for more than 200 years. I lost my memory several times during the period. The cause of the disaster. Either I killed a sect’s protector, or I beat a wealthy businessman in the street, or I threatened to unify the cultivation world. Each time I have to explain for a long time, and it’s impossible to mediate. I had no choice but to be ruthless."

It's the red one, that's right.

Every time Shang Mingqian recalled it, he felt very headache, but fortunately, there were no major mistakes and he could still deal with it. It's just that if it goes on like this for a long time, he doesn't know if it will cause a bigger mess.

Jiang Fuqing reached out and patted the back of his hand, and asked cautiously, "Did anyone accuse you of molesting a decent woman?"

Shang Mingqian gave a wry smile, feeling that Jiang Fuqing was watching the excitement and it was no big deal, he shook his head and said, "It's not. But sometimes a woman I don't know comes to me and asks me to set off fireworks for her, saying that I promised pass her."

"Ah, this..." The red one is really seductive, no wonder he is so good at flirting with himself, with various routines, he can say anything, it seems that he has practiced a lot in the past 200 years.

Shang Mingqian suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Jiang Fuqing carefully, held Jiang Fuqing's hand, and said, "The red one doesn't often tease you like this?"

Jiang Fuqing smiled sarcastically, and said in her heart: Yes, especially.From frivolous words to eating dry wipes, the whole process is extremely proficient.

Although he didn't speak, Shang Mingqian also guessed it from his dodging eyes. He was so jealous that he almost crushed the bed frame with his hands, and he was furious: "How could he do this?!"

Jiang Fuqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking what kind of flying vinegar is he eating?Did you eat it all on your own head?He quickly patted the back of his hand reassuringly, and persuaded: "It's okay, it's all your body, don't pay attention to these details."

"It's not the details." Shang Mingqian said sullenly.

Jiang Fuqing was really helpless, seeing that this matter could not be fooled, she simply leaned over, kissed him on the lips, and immediately left, "Don't be angry anymore."

Shang Mingqian was coaxed comfortably by him, but he didn't get confused by his few words. He pushed him down on the bed, leaned over and kissed his temple, and then carefully kissed the corner of his lips. Said: "No, I have to make it up."

"Replenish, make up?" Jiang Fuqing almost bit off his tongue.

It's all yourself, mend the wool.

It's comfortable to be with you, I'll take double share of happiness, right?

Looking at the swaying bed curtain, Jiang Fuqing couldn't help panting, a little worried about the firmness of the wooden bed.

Can't step on the bed?

In the middle of the night, the candles were flickering, and the shadows of people were flickering.

"Is this good?"

"Well...it's okay..."

"So what?"

"……Um"

"That……"

"Please don't ask..."