What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

"What to do? (Minor revision)

There are cypresses sloping across the cliffs. When Rong Yan jumped up the cliff, he was startled by the cold rain falling from the branches of cypresses.

The cold rain fell from the sky and hit the heads of several Xingtang disciples.

A trace of coldness penetrates through the hair, making the scalp tight.

Several Xing Hall disciples raised their heads to brush off the cold rain, and turned to look at Senior Brother Wu.

"What are you doing, little brother?"

"Brother Wu, you messed with him"

"There's something you can't talk about."

Brother Wu caught off guard that the safety rope he picked up was taken away, and he was annoyed in his heart. Hearing this, he glared angrily, frowned, and said, "Where is it that I provoked him, it is obvious that he is arrogant and unreasonable!"

It takes five days for Wei Shishu to refine the detoxification golden elixir. He recruited a new medicine boy. He doesn't need Yue Zhezhi to help him grind the medicine and see the fire.

Although Yue Zhezhi doesn't need the help of Yue Zhezhi to catch the demons, but as a member of Guixin Sect, Yue Zhezhi still wants to do something, so he can't live in vain and enjoy the benefits of the sect.

The ninth-level demon tiger has a keen sense of smell, comparable to a money rat. Yue Zhezhi held it and searched for it for two days. One person and one tiger found traces of the demon in the pool.

Yue Zhezhi doesn't intend to arrest him.

Capturing the demon will reveal his true strength, and it will also reveal that he has cultivated with others.

Disciples of famous and decent sects do not have the principle of double cultivation with others before marriage. Once others know about it, let alone gossip, they will not be able to pass the test of their master alone.

The master will definitely teach him a lesson and force him to bring him back and make the marriage a success.

It is impossible to get married, he and Rong Yan will never be able to in this life, they don't agree with each other.

At that time, where would he go to catch someone willing to marry him?

It can't be the same as it was a year ago, right?Master stared at him, how could he recruit.

Yue Zhezhi felt terrified just thinking about it, he put down the ninth-level demon tiger who was threatening from the flushing pool, took out a jade card from his Qiankun sleeve, contacted Yu Wen and his party, and told them to come here to arrest the demon.

Yu Wen and his group were worrying about where to find those hidden monsters, when they received the news of Yue Broken Branches, they immediately agreed.

"Eldest brother, stay away and stare at the water pool, we'll come over right away." Yu Wen said.

After threatening for a while, the ninth-level demon tiger was tentatively stretching its claws into the pool. Yue Zhezhi picked up the ninth-level demon tiger and nodded in response.

He put away the jade tablet, took a few steps back with the ninth-level demon tiger in his hand, and stopped backing until he reached the dry weeds, staring at the water pool.

After staring at each other for a while, Yu Wen and others rushed over, and Yue Zhezhi pointed out the exact location for them before turning around and leaving.

As a tactful "low-cultivation" senior brother, it is best to leave this place, lest the younger brothers and sisters who are arrested in front have to pay attention to take care of him.

The sky was low, it was almost dusk, and the remaining soft light divided the sky and the earth into two halves.

Yue Zhezhi returned to the residence along the original road, and when the last bit of setting sun disappeared into the sky, Yue Zhezhi arrived at the residence smoothly.

It seems that someone has visited the residence, and Yue Zhezhi found that under the crabapple tree, the petals of the crabapple that fell from the rain at noon were trampled to the ground.

Frowning slightly, Yue Zhezhi quickly walked through the small courtyard with a pleasant view, and pushed away the main room.

Since the last sliver of the setting sun had also set in the sky, the room was completely dark, and nothing unusual could be seen.The broken moon branches lit the ever-burning lamp in the room, and the light diffused around like silver water.

When it permeated the pear wood table on the left, a blood-red light took away the dazzling light that belonged to it.

Through the bead curtain, Yue Zhezhi noticed that the blood-red light was the blood amber stone.

A blood amber stone used to adjust the tightness of the red string.

There was such a blood amber stone on the red rope that Yue Zhezhi had thrown at the beginning. The blood amber stone was the size of a coral, and it happened to be at the tightness of the knot.

Yue Zhezhi made two steps in three steps, opened the bead curtain, and walked to the desk.

With just one glance at Yue Zhezhi, he recognized that the red string on the table was the one he had lost at the beginning.

Now there is no need to think about it, Yue Zhezhi also knows who came to his yard.

Taking a deep breath, Yue Zhezhi suppressed the faint burst of anger in his heart. He put down his curious face, stared at the ninth-level demon tiger with the red rope, said a good word, and after playing here, he turned around and left the room with the red rope.

The crabapple flowers in the courtyard are flourishing, layer upon layer, and even in the already dark night, the delicate and beautiful outlines of the crabapple flowers can be seen.

Yue Zhezhi walked down the steps, he looked around and said coldly: "Rong Yan, come out, I know you are here."

There was silence all around, no one answered.

Yue Zhezhi sneered, he didn't care whether Rong Yan came out or not, and walked directly to the stone table under the crabapple tree.

There is a board of chess pieces on the stone table, Yue Zhezhi puts aside the chess pieces, throws the red rope on the stone table, and strikes a trick to start the fire.

The flame was bright, burning directly from Yuezhezhi's fingertips to the stone table, and then spread along the stone table to the red rope.Seeing that the red rope was about to burn, a chill came from nowhere and covered his head and face, dousing the flames.

Yue Zhezhi's fingertips were also covered with a bit of chill, and the cold made his fingertips a little numb, and he turned his head to look behind him.

Rong Yan stood quietly behind him, the sky was dark, and he couldn't see what expression he had.

Yue Zhezhi circulated his spiritual power, warmed his fingers that were numb from the cold, and said slowly: "Junior brother is here, what advice do you have?"

Rong Yan went straight to the stone table, picked up the safety rope and held it in his hands, his voice was colder than a broken moon.

"I can't talk about advice, I just want to ask why the elder brother lied again?"

When Yue Zhezhi heard the word You, his heart pricked, it didn't hurt, but his heart was blocked abnormally.Rong Yan's "you" is obviously referring to the luck he cheated out of by drinking before.

Lowering his eyelids, Yue Zhezhi slowed down for a moment, then raised his head, his eyes gleaming, his eyes wandered, and fell on Rong Yan's tight safety rope.

"What's wrong with lying to you? I threw it off the cliff. Since you have already picked it up, you should be wise not to ask me."

Rong Yan looked at Yue Zhezhi coldly.

Yue Zhezhi raised his eyes: "What are you doing looking at me like that? Do you want to slap someone?"

"What doesn't suit you." Rong Yan asked.

Yue Zhezhi sneered, and said: "I don't like anything, especially you, I don't like it the most." After he finished speaking, he slightly tilted his head and stopped looking at Rong Yan.

The air seemed to freeze.

Rong Yan stared at Yue Zhezhi closely, Yue Zhezhi was wearing a white mask, the hem of his clothes was dragged on the ground, his thin figure was covered with light fragrance, half hidden in the shadow of the crabapple tree.

"Yue Zhezhi, you better calm down."

Yue Zhezhi didn't want to pay attention to him, stood up, walked straight to the room, walked halfway, stopped walking, smiled lightly, and said: "It's getting late, if you have nothing else to do, please go back. Also, don't give gifts , you know, I have never liked receiving gifts."

Rong Yan didn't speak.

Yue Zhezhi really doesn't like receiving gifts, to be precise, he doesn't like receiving expensive gifts.

He stubbornly believes that receiving a gift must return the gift, and he refuses to take advantage of it. He feels that he is inferior and will always try to return a gift of the same value.

Rong Yan never thought of asking him to return the gift, in Rong Yan's opinion, Yue Zhezhi didn't need to return the gift, it was too unfamiliar and polite.

However, even if Rong Yan repeatedly emphasized that there is no need to return the gift, Yue Zhezhi will definitely return it, or find a reason to refuse.

It wasn't until the eighth year of experience that Yue Zhezhi didn't return the gift every time. Maybe it was because money was too tight, or it might be because he tacitly agreed that he was different from others.

But every time he returned the gift, Rong Yan clearly felt that Yue Zhezhi was vaguely different, he would not always try to please him, nor would he always smile gently, with an image of a good person who was easy to talk to.

He would lose his temper, get awkward, and bicker with him, from south to north, talk to him about whatever he caught, to pass the boredom of killing demons during the training.

Occasionally, Yue Zhezhi would go to make a cup of wine, sit on the eaves, with half of his face reflected in the shadow of the flowers in front of the house, drinking tiredly facing the moon.

Rong Yan dismissed him, saying that he was out of shape and messing around, but actually loved his messing around in his heart.

If he is free, Rong Yan will walk out of the room, stand in a dark corner of the corridor opposite the eaves, and watch him secretly until the moon is hollow.

At this time, Rong Yan had a shameless thought that he couldn't suppress.

——I hope Yuezhezhi gets completely drunk.

After Yue Zhezhi was drunk, he acted impulsively, and when he was completely drunk, his consciousness was even more lax, he wanted to hug and kiss, he couldn't tell what he was catering to

When I woke up the next day, I completely forgot about last night. When I saw myself, I greeted him with a smile and thanked him.

Everyone in the world knows that Morong's family in Dao Town has a good family style, and the children in the clan are as good as water, clean and honest.

Rong Yan often felt that he had discredited Zhenmo Rong's family and humiliated the identity of the Rong family's children.

The spring was damp and cold, Yue Zhezhi made a list of things to do tomorrow, and noticed that Rong Yan was still standing in the courtyard, she didn't feel irritable.

He flicked out the lamp, performed a cleansing technique, took off his coat and went to bed.

Seeing him go to bed, the ninth-level monster tiger crawled out of the nest, shook its fluffy fur, jumped into bed, and nestled next to Yue Zhezhi's pillow.

Yue Zhezhi glanced at the ninth-level demon tiger, ignored it, and calmly observed the movement outside the room. When he caught sight of Rong Yan not leaving even though the lights were off, Yue Zhezhi couldn't help but frowned, tightened the quilt, close your eyes.

The ninth-rank demon tiger lay on his pillow and rubbed his hair tail, gently wagging its tail.

The tip of the tail touched Yue Zhezhi's brow bone, itching, Yue Zhezhi pushed the ninth-level demon tiger a little away, turned over, and closed his eyes again.

However, he didn't feel sleepy, the sheets and bedding were covered with the cold pine fragrance from Rong Yan's body, he tossed and turned, lit the lamp in the room, with loose hair and bare feet, he sat on the bamboo chair to read a book.

After watching the second half of the night, Yue Zhezhi finally lost his composure.

What's going on?

Yue Zhezhi slammed down the book, put on his mask and coat, pushed open the door, folded his arms, and leaned against the door frame, with a bad tone: "Little brother, have you finished arresting all the monsters in the sect? Are you so leisurely?" Stand outside my door."

The soft flames emitted from the door of Yue Zhezhi's room, Rong Yan's hair was soaked in mist, he raised his eyes to look at Yue Zhezhi.Under the light of the fire, the broken moon branches were as white as white porcelain, glowing faintly. He looked this way, and a few strands of loose black hair slipped into the collar of his coat.

Rong Yan lowered his eyes: "I don't know what I did wrong, I made senior brother angry, I hope you can tell me."

Yue Zhezhi was stuck when he was about to choke.

The two confronted each other for a while, Yue Zhezhi raised his hand and wanted to close the door, but Rong Yan pushed the door down first.

"Don't be angry, can you?" Rong Yan asked.

Yue Zhezhi felt an itch on the back of his hand, he looked down, and saw a thin, dodder-like black gas wrapped around his wrist, crawled along the wrist to the back of his hand, and stuck tightly.

In just one breath, the black gas disappeared, as fast as an illusion.

Yue Zhezhi put his fingers behind the door, he knew it was not an illusion, it was most likely that Rong Yan couldn't control his temper and caused demons.

The fast collection is probably because I suddenly realized that this was wrong and suppressed it.

Yue Zhezhi guessed right, but Rong Yan suddenly realized something was wrong, and pressed back.He has become more and more tyrannical during this time, and he heard some noisy voices from time to time, Rong Yan can't control himself, guessing that it has something to do with the magic pill and Ying Wuxie in his body.

Yue Zhezhi pretended not to see the black gas, and looked up and down Rong Yan: "Didn't the teacher tell you that your behavior is not a gentleman?"

Rong Yan's lips were pursed into a straight line.

Yue Zhezhi laughed, angrily, he let go of the door, took a step back, and changed the subject: "Are you busy tonight?"

Rong Yan still stuck to the door, blocking it: "It's nothing."

"You come in." Yue Zhezhi pulled his coat closer, and he turned and sat on the side of the bed.Rong Yan hesitated for a moment before entering the room.

"Bring the door." Yue Zhezhi said again.

Rong Yan turned around and closed the door. Just as he closed the door, a white object rushed towards his calf, opened his mouth to bite him, it didn't hurt, and the force was too weak.

Rong Yan frowned slightly, when he turned around, the white object had shrunk back to Yue Zhezhi's side like the wind, growling at Rong Yan in a milky way.

Rong Yan had an impression of this white object, it was Song Xi's apology to Yue Zhezhi, Yue Zhezhi was confiscated, and later seriously injured for unknown reasons, Yue Zhezhi picked it up and sent it to the Spirit Beast Hall for treatment.

Yue Zhezhi glanced at the ninth-level demon tiger, and casually set up a short-range teleportation formation, teleporting the ninth-level demon tiger and its nest in the corner to the next room.Then, he took off his mask, took off his coat, raised his eyelids, and looked at Rong Yan.

Although he was reluctant to have anything to do with Rong Yan any more, even annoyed and wanted to do a job, regardless of Rong Yan, Yue Zhezhi was a responsible person.

It was his mistake, he caused it, and he will definitely be responsible to the end.

What's more, Yue Zhezhi has another guess——

When he was with Rong Yan before, he was in a state of inner demons, and he was completely different from when he was sober. Maybe he had to be sober to get rid of his inner demons.

Yue Zhezhi has never tried it, but wants to try it, anyway, he has already slept, so it doesn't matter what it is.

Yue Zhezhi just wanted to solve it as soon as possible, get Rong Yan back, and then go to find his Taoist companion, and follow his Taoist companion to leave Guixinzong to start a new life.

He was a little tired, he didn't want to get involved in anything about Rong Yan, and he didn't want to stay where Rong Yan was.

"Where are you standing? Come here." Yue Zhezhi said.

Rong Yan didn't understand what Yue Zhezhi was going to do, so he still walked over, but instead of sitting by the bed, he stood beside Yue Zhezhi.

Under the light, Yue Zhezhi's eyelashes are distinct, and against the mole on the tip of his nose, he is as beautiful as a demon who is used to captivating people's hearts.

"Eldest brother, what's the matter?" Rong Yan didn't finish his sentence, Yue Zhezhi grabbed his sleeve, "Sit down."

It's impolite to sit on the edge of someone else's bed, Rong Yan couldn't do it, he frowned, and walked towards the armchair beside the bed.

However, before he took two steps, his sleeves tightened, and he fell down on the bed. Yue Zhezhi's upper body was pressed against his chest, half attached to his side, and the words he said were full of heat, and they were scattered in his ears.

"Are you going to do it?"

Rong Yan felt the warmth from the person on his body, smelled the unique fragrance from that person, he froze all over, raised his eyes to look at Yue Zhezhi, unconsciously clenched the safety rope in his hand.

"doing what?"