I'm devastated by the glamour halo

After An Jun took that slap, the upgraded version of the heartthrob halo on He Liangshui's head disappeared suddenly.

When Li Ying, the junior sister who had appreciated An Jun's slap, disappeared, he turned his head with his hot cheeks, and looked at Chu and He blankly.As time passed by, An Jun suddenly stared, took a breath, and slapped himself in disbelief——

Very good, his palm prints are symmetrical.

"Fuck! Fuck!!" An Jun blushed and covered his face, "Master He, I didn't mean it! I'm not... I don't know what's wrong with me..."

Poor child, tears are about to burst out.

"How could I tell a man... Mr. He, I'm sorry! I, I have no face to live in this world!" An Jun ran away in embarrassment.

He Liangshui was shocked: "Isn't he looking for death? Stop him!"

Chu Guyi said: "He dare not die."

"What if?"

"The person who really decides to die will not shout out. No matter how he is the chief disciple of Nan Dou, Prince An's son, if he commits suicide so inexplicably, it will only make people laugh."

He Liangshui sighed: "It's really unlucky for him to meet me."

Chu Guyi didn't take it seriously: "He jumped off a building at most, I don't know if he will break his life."

"..." He Liangshui asked, "Why do I feel like you're talking sarcastic?"

Chu Guyi was serious: "He is so wretched in front of Mr. He, shouldn't he break his lifeblood?"

He Liangshui laughed and said: "According to this, the first person who rubbed against me and got angry was you."

Chu Guyi immediately understood the meaning of "friction and fire", he hesitated for a while, and defended himself: "That's because Mr. He... touched me."

As he spoke, his ears turned red.

He Liangshui stared blankly at Chu Guyi's reaction, his heart was pounding, but he didn't know what to say.

Even a bird would be suffocated to death by the pink atmosphere between the two, and Pu Leng flew out from between them, leaving behind a sentence: "Dog Man Man."

He Liangshui: "..."

The two rested in the building for a while, and He Liangshui had nothing to say: "The head of Ziche treats you very well."

Chu Guyi hummed, "He will start fasting tomorrow."

"Fasting?" He Liangshui asked strangely, "Could it be that he hasn't fasted yet?"

"Naturally fasting." Chu Guyi explained, "After cultivators fasting, it's not like they don't eat nothing. They still eat spiritual fruits, pills, tea, etc. every day. The fasting of monks is to cut off all food and exercise their endurance. "

"To put it simply, don't you eat or drink?"

"you can say it this way."

"I see that you usually don't eat or drink, don't you fast every day?"

Chu Guyi chuckled: "That's not the case. I fast every three days. Ever since I met Mr. He, my fasting has become irregular."

Because He Liangshui always persuades Chu Guyi to eat anytime and anywhere.

He Liangshui said angrily: "You didn't say it earlier. Forget it, I don't care what you eat in the future."

Chu Guyi was stunned, and said: "I'm not blaming Mr. He, it's because I'm not firm in my will. As long as Mr. He asks me to take it, I'll take it even if it's poison."

"Bah, bah, why did I let you take poison?" He Liangshui was annoyed, "I will remember your fasting days from now on."

Some monks fasted regularly for one month every year, but Chu Guyi fasted at both ends for three days.

The two said a few more words, drank a cup of tea, and the "honored guest" came to the door.He Liangshui glanced at it, but didn't get up in a hurry.

Chu Guyi stood up: "Senior Brother Lin."

Lin Songyan glanced at He Liangshui contemptuously, and said with a smile to Chu Guyi: "I just came from Ziche's head, and I heard that my junior played chess with Ziche's head last night?"

"Yes."

"Junior brother's chess, I haven't learned it for a long time."

"I can't talk about 'experience'. If you talk about the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, no one in Qingxiao can compare to you, brother."

Lin Songyan smiled, and looked at the Jiyue Tower, "Do you know, Junior Brother, who originally owned this Jiyue Tower?"

Chu Guyi said: "I don't know. Presumably he is a senior."

“How come you see?”

He Liangshui shook his fan, "It's very simple. There are so many books, as well as those weapon manuals and array diagrams. Wherever you put them, you will be an expert."

Lin Songyan continued his own words: "Sect Master Ziche let the younger brother live here, there must be a deep meaning."

He Liangshui: "I can't teach Chu Guyi openly, so I have to let him live in the pile of books and study by himself."

"..." Lin Song smiled mischievously, "Young Master He, I'm talking to my junior brother."

He Liangshui smiled back: "Sorry, I'm talking to myself, you can pretend you didn't hear it."

"How do you pretend you didn't hear it?"

"Yeah, there are only three of us here, how can we pretend that we didn't hear it?"

The two waved their fans at the same time, neither of them looked down on the other.

Chu Guyi was caught in the middle, and said: "Speaking of books, An Jun said that he came to help Zi Che get the books, but he hasn't come yet."

To be precise, he ran away without taking the book after he came.

Lin Songyan said: "This is a strange event. An Jun jumped from the roof of Guangyang Hall before a stick of incense and broke his leg."

He Liangshui was surprised: "Are you really looking for death?"

"You can't die from this height. Does Mr. He know the reason?"

Chu Guyi asked, "Which leg did he break?"

Lin Songyan said: "It seems to be the left leg."

"it's a pity."

"?"

He Liangshui knew that it was not his third leg that he was sorry that An Jun broke.

Lin Songyan said again: "Later, a junior sister went to see him and said she forgave him."

He Liangshui felt that he should go and take a look at this unlucky An Jun.

Lin Songyan finally got to the point: "Junior brother, I have a few words to tell you."

"Then you guys talk. I'll go and see An Jun." He Liangshui Shi Shiran went out.

"Mr. He..."

He Liangshui waved his fan without looking back: "I'll be back later."

Chu Guyi is not his belt, so he can't always tie it around his waist. If he wants to control too much, he will only attract people's suspicion, just like Lin Songyan.

It's a pity that Lin Songyan understood this truth too late, and he may not fully understand it.

He Liangshui walked all the way, handsome and handsome, and the disciples of Nandou were happy to guide him.

An Jun's residence is just like himself, full of local tyrant style, and everything is inlaid with gold and silver, which is aesthetically worrisome.The disciple brought He Liangshui to the door and refused to go in.

He Liangshui thanked him, and walked leisurely into the room. An Jun was hanging one leg, and he was lying on the bed doubting his life.

"An Jun."

"I don't see anyone, go out..." An Jun turned his head to look, his face flushed red, "He, Mr. He..."

He Liangshui finished in one breath: "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to blame you. I just want to tell you that it's not your fault. In fact, you accidentally fell into my illusion. That's not your intention. You don't have to think about it. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Deng Yang, he once encountered the same thing as you and jumped off the roof.”

"..." An Jun digested He Liangshui's words with a demented look on his face, "It's not my fault?"

"Absolutely not."

"But to you..."

"That's an illusion, not your intention. Will your heart beat wildly when you face me now?"

An Jun nodded, "Yes, I dance very fast."

"That's your shame. It means that you are a good boy who knows shame and morality. Your heart is not beating for me, but for yourself."

An Jun was stupefied for a moment, "Really?"

"Of course." He Liangshui affirmed.

An Jun stared straight at He Liangshui, with tears of gratitude in his eyes, "Young Master He, you are such a good person."

He Liangshui, who was issued a good person card, smiled: "I have always been a good person."

After appeasing the innocent young man, He Liangshui hid his merits and fame and left, but he didn't find a figure in a remote corner looking at him with gloomy eyes.

Zi Cheliang smashed the pill bottle that he planned to give to his apprentice—an illusion?This He Liangshui is indeed as Lin Songyan said, a magic cultivator who can confuse people's minds.

The heart disease needs heart medicine. An Jun recovered from his injury that afternoon, alive and kicking as if nothing had happened.The following disciples also pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Only occasionally, when An Jun thought of He Liangshui, he would still be in a daze, and his heart would warm up. He touched his heart and muttered to himself: "Young Master He, you are such a good man."

"Ah Qiu~" He Liangshui sneezed, turned over and continued to take a nap, "Who misses me..."

The second floor is transparent on all sides, dust is flying in the light, Chu Guyi passes through the light to observe He Liangshui's sleeping face.He stretched out his hand, but retracted his fingertips just as he was about to touch the white jade mask.

The bed here is narrow, and it can only sleep one person if you lie on the back, but if you lie on the side, it can barely squeeze two big men.Chu Guyi pushed He Liangshui's shoulders, changed his posture to lie on his side, facing inside, and lay down carefully, hugging He Liangshui in his arms.

He Liangshui moved uncomfortably, unable to stretch his arms and legs, the two of them huddled together more and more.

Chu Guyi's physiological phenomenon came again.

He Liangshui fumbled back in a daze, "What...take it away."

Chu Guyi didn't move.

He Liangshui didn't take it away after holding it for a while, gave up, and forgot to take it back.

Chu Guyi remained motionless, as if he had become a statue.

Fei Jiu enjoyed the gentleness of Nan Dou's female disciples, and was finally willing to come back. As soon as he flew into the window, he saw a mosaic of two people, and screamed: "What are you doing again?!"

He Liangshui sat up in shock, Chu Guyi fell off the bed with a bang, He Liangshui was confused: "What's wrong?"

Chu Guyi covered the disharmony with the hem of his overcoat, and said calmly: "It's nothing."

"Why are you sitting on the ground?"

"I can catch Mr. He when he falls."

"..."

Chu Guyi said: "Little Chirp, you wake up Mr. He, and there will be no spiritual grains for the next ten days."

Fat Jiu was dumbfounded, it regretted it, so it shouldn't make a fuss, nothing happened.This time, we must complain. Why don't we just sleep together and wear clothes? Why should we mosaic it? ?

He Liangshui searched on the bed, "It's strange, a stick seemed to poke me while I was sleeping, I caught it, why is it gone?"

Fat Jiu: "..." Ah beep, it's not what I thought, is it?

At night, Zi Cheliang called Chu Guyi to play chess again.

He Liangshui couldn't understand, why didn't Che Liang play chess with Lin Songyan when he didn't sleep at night and dragged Chu Guyi along?

Before leaving, Chu Guyi said: "Mr. He, you go to bed first, don't wait for me."

"Yeah." He Liangshui thought, anyway, he will leave tomorrow, so he will bear it for another night.

Fat Jiu let out a long sigh: "How desolate it is to stay alone in an empty room~"

He Liangshui: "...Go away."

The hypnotic effect of the ancient books is remarkable. After reading two pages, He Liangshui couldn't open his eyes. He blew out the candles and went to bed to rest.

In the middle of the night, he woke up with a biological intuition.

There were sounds downstairs—footsteps and rummaging.

Could it be that Chu Guyi is back?

No, even if Chu Guyi was looking for things, he would not be so unorganized, let alone searching for other people's things in other people's houses.

Chu Guyi would never do such a thing.

That is the thief?

Dare to steal from Nandou, this thief is brave enough, or is he an inside thief?

He Liangshui got off the bed lightly, walked to the stairs like a cat, and looked down.

The black shadow, holding a luminous pearl in one hand to illuminate, rummaged through boxes and cabinets in a hurry.For a while, I knocked on the wall to find the mechanism, and for a while, I flicked the wooden box to see if there was a mezzanine.

He Liangshui squinted his eyes in the dark to carefully identify the figure and appearance of the man, with a hedgehog head...

Fuck, isn't this thief the demon cultivator who was imprisoned in Sanqiu Peak Prison!

How did you escape?Didn't disturb Nandou's disciples?

He Liangshui couldn't help holding his breath, and slowly retreated.

The magician found nothing on the first floor, and turned his eyes to the second floor.

He Liangshui turned his eyes to the window, thinking about the possibility of jumping out of the window and escaping.

The author has something to say:

He Liangshui: I love big beds!

Chu Guyi: The small bed is pretty good, suitable for friction.