After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Yan Jianglan didn't think there was anything wrong with him, it was just that he was too tired, so he just needed to rest for a while.

On weekdays, Yan Jiang would wake up at the beginning of the hour, and he was still energetic during the six years in Echidao with Yuduishan, and sometimes even half a month without rest.

But since the day when Tianyan was destroyed, Yan Jianglan seemed to be a bit relieved, even with the carrot of "Heji" hanging in front of him, he still took a step and took a step.

On the second day after Zhuxingzhai came back, Yan Jianglan stayed in bed until Chen Shisi and barely woke up. He planned to find Fu Meng, but because of the delay in arriving, Fu Meng had to come to Xie Zhizong by himself.

Wanting to be a soulmate again, Yan Jianglan managed to pull himself together.

"I want..." Before, Yan Jianglan and Sheng Jiao had imagined what the past and future caves would be like, but when he asked him to say it, his mind went blank.

He suddenly didn't know what he wanted.

Fu Wan asked suspiciously: "What?"

"Osmanthus." Yan Jianglan said bluntly, "I want to plant an osmanthus tree."

"Oh." Fu didn't know why, "Plant osmanthus, and then?"

Yan Jiang was dumbfounded.

All the previous fantasies seemed to have no memory for a while, and he forgot the happiness of those imaginings or fantasies, and it was like a big hole leaked in his heart, emptying the wind into it.

"I don't know..." Yan Jianglan murmured, "I don't remember."

Fu Man was puzzled and said: "But didn't you say yesterday that you have already thought about it?"

Yan Jianglan looked like a child who had done something wrong, his brows were furrowed, his hands were unconsciously stirring the tassels on his waistband, his whole body seemed to be in a state of inexplicable panic.

He tried hard to get back the feeling he had when he was discussing with Sheng Jiao about Yan Wenshan Cave Mansion, but after thinking hard for a long time, he vaguely felt that his consciousness and emotion seemed to be separated by an invisible and intangible veil, and he tried hard to touch it. , the resulting emotions remain elusive.

Yan Jianglan froze in place, suddenly remembered what Sheng Jiao said about him yesterday...

"You're not quite right now."

His exhaustion was not physical, but conscious.

Fu Mo stayed for less than half a day before leaving.

It was already late at night when Sheng Jiao returned home after finishing his business with Xie Zhizong.

Yan Jianglan had been sleeping since noon, and he felt a familiar scent of sweet-scented osmanthus and frost approaching, and opened his eyes sleepily.

Sheng Jiao didn't even have time to take off the Xiezhi sect's cloak, and the frosty smell of the late autumn night hit his face.

He sat on the edge of the bed and said in a low voice: "Are you here today?"

"Yeah." Yan Jianglan just woke up, his voice was a little hoarse, "But I don't remember how to arrange our cave, so he left, left, sorry."

Sheng Jiao frowned.

After Yan Jianglan apologized, he also stayed for a while.

There was silence in the narrow bed curtain.

Yan Jianglan and Sheng Jiao looked at each other for a long time, then he said slowly: "Sheng, Sheng Jiao, I really don't seem to be quite right."

Obviously he should be looking forward to the marriage ceremony, and he should be happy to build a new spiritual cave according to his and Sheng Jiao's preferences, but he just can't mobilize his emotions, as if he is trapped in a cramped and airtight cave, letting him No matter how hard your consciousness is, you can't break the barrier and escape.

Sheng Jiao leaned down and gently hugged him, stroking the back of his head with his hands, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine."

"I really want to go to Yanwen Mountain with you to join us." Yan Jianglan tugged on Sheng Jiao's wrist, speaking incoherently, "I really want to, but I..." Ups and downs, life and death, countless difficulties and dangers stand in front of me. He contends with all kinds of things with his life, as if this is the life he is used to and the future he should have.

It is not a "goal" that can be achieved without hard work, such as a union without danger and a stable life.

Yan Jianglan was used to suffering, and he thought he was extremely unlucky. When he was stuffed into a honey pot and tasted overwhelming sweetness, he would not feel elated, but more of a fear of not knowing what to do.

The subconscious mind is questioning and rejecting this comfort.

Sheng Jiao, who was gradually returning to his seven emotions and six desires, could keenly feel Yan Jianglan's fear. He didn't say much, but said: "Tomorrow we will return to Yanwen Mountain."

Yan Jianglan was still afraid, and was taken aback when he heard this.

"Yan Wenshan?"

"Well." Sheng Jiao said, "We won't be a spirit house anymore, we will live in the building on Yanwen Mountain after repairing it, and we don't have to do the registration ceremony."

Yan Jianglan subconsciously wanted to refute, but he choked back when the words reached his lips. He said in a low voice, "Then... what about the affairs of Xiezhizong? Shouldn't you be very busy now?"

Sheng Jiao didn't see anyone all day today, he must be too busy to touch the ground.

"I have already handed over many matters to Juan Xunfang." Sheng Jiao untied his cloak, hugged him and lay down again, "Even if there is an important matter, there is a pardon house under Yanwen Mountain, and they will go to Yanwen Mountain to find me."

Yan Jianglan let out an "oh" and asked again, "What about the Sheng family?"

Sheng Jiao frowned: "What do they do?"

Yan Jianglan looked at him in surprise.

The previous Sheng Jiao had never said such strong emotional words out of will.

Although Yan Jianglan was decadent, he was not stupid. After knowing that Tianyan was destroyed, all the Xiangwen in the thirteen prefectures disappeared, and there was still the mess of "abandoned fairy bones" to be cleaned up. A lot of miscellaneous things were piled up on Sheng Jiao. Certainly not all of them can be blamed on Juan Xunfang just by being busy.

He leaned forward to stare at Sheng Jiao's indifferent eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Sect Master Sheng didn't come back to see me today, are you busy with these things?"

Sheng Jiao: "Yes."

Yan Jianglan burst out laughing, rubbing his forehead against Sheng Jiao's chin, and said with a coquettish smile, "Are you really not going to be the Suzerain of the Xiezhi Sect? That can't be done, in the future I want to live with you, without a salary, how can you support me?"

Sheng Jiao pinched Yan and turned the storage ring on Lan's finger twice: "The spirit stones inside are enough."

Yan Jianglan smiled and said: "Not enough, I love flower spirit stones, and I can squander them all in half a month with your little savings."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Sheng Jiao seemed to be caught up in this question, Yan Jianglan couldn't help laughing so much that he kicked his legs, and suddenly stuck it up to enclose Sheng Jiao's thin lips.

The faint scent of cinnamon lingered in his nostrils, and Yan Jianglan vaguely felt as if he had come to life for a short time.

"Sect Master Sheng." Yan Jianglan kissed Sheng Jiao's lips, and said in a low voice, "What a beautiful night scene, let's practice together."

Sheng Jiao frowned, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Jianglan's eyebrows back, and said coldly, "Sleep."

Knowing that the state is not right, he still teases randomly.

Yan Jianglan couldn't stop laughing: "I'm not hurt, and the beauty is still the suzerain of Huaisheng and Liu Xiahui."

I have never heard anyone say that they are "beautiful".

Yan Jianglan was so thick-skinned that he knew that Sheng Jiao was always flirtatious, not to mention that the two hadn't practiced together for many days, and Sheng Wuzhuo would definitely not refuse.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Jiao's expression darkened, he pushed him on the bed forcibly, and said expressionlessly: "Don't make trouble." Yan Jianglan was puzzled, and felt the need to clarify: "I didn't make trouble, are you serious?— —Sheng Wuzhuo, what is going on with you? Have you been possessed by someone again? You really... Come on, let me remind you. A few days ago, I used a rhino horn lantern to communicate with Yutuishan Are you scolding me, you said that the evidence is conclusive, and you forgot about the fact that I have no good fruit to eat? Come quickly, bring the bad fruit and let me taste it."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Sheng Jiao's face was like sinking water, and he reached under the quilt and pinched Yan Jianglan's waist fiercely.

Yan Jianglan thought that Sheng Jiao would turn into "Sheng Wuzhuo" to do whatever he wanted with him, and he was ready to have his belt ripped off, but he almost jumped up when he was pinched so hard.

He looked at the expressionless Sheng Jiao in disbelief: "You! What are you doing?"

"Sleep." Sheng Jiao hugged him again and ordered concisely.

Yan Jianglan: "..."

Yan Jianglan doesn't want to sleep, Yan Jianglan wants to practice double cultivation.

But the "double" of double cultivation means that a person can't complete it. He had slept all day and now he finally regained his energy.

Sheng Jiao had already closed his eyes and slept, but the person in his arms was very restless, struggling and moving around, and even slipped into the brocade quilt to come up with some bad ideas.

After a while, Sheng Jiao opened his eyes suddenly, stretched out his long arms and pulled Yan Jianglan up from the quilt.

"you!"

Yan Jianglan burrowed under the quilt for a long time, his long hair was disheveled, and even the loose hairband went somewhere.

Sheng Jiao stared at him coldly, and suddenly said, "You really don't want to sleep?"

Yan hooked the corner of his appendix's lips, provocatively: "I'll see who goes to bed first."

Sheng Jiao's face was indifferent, and he turned over and pressed Yan Jianglan under him, took his wrists with one hand and clasped them on the pillow, and tried his best to make him "sleep" quickly.

Yan Jianglan didn't have any good fruit to eat all night, and he was very proud that he had succeeded in teasing Sect Master Sheng, but he started crying after a while.

Before Yan Jianglan passed out three times a night, he seldom cried like this, probably because he didn't want to spend any more energy on pretending, but this time he obeyed his heart and cried until he couldn't bear it, his hands Desperately breaking free from the restraints, he randomly pushed Sheng Jiao's shoulders.

He cried and panted, "I'll go to bed first! I've surrendered, Sheng Jiao... oh, I want to sleep."

Sheng Jiao said coldly, "It's late."

Yan Jianglan: "..."

Originally, it was supposed to set off for Yanwen Mountain early the next morning, but it dragged on for two days.

Sheng Jiao was not in a hurry to go to Yanwen Mountain, instead of taking the long-distance cruise of the Punishment and Pardon Court, he took Yan Jianglan on a unicorn boat from Zhongzhou, and swayed slowly all the way to the north.

Yan Jianglan was carried away from Xiezhizong in a daze, and he vaguely felt a shaking under his body. He struggled to open his eyes, only to find that he was sitting in a spacious room.

Outside the carved windows, the scenery recedes slowly.

Sheng Jiao was sitting by the bed reading a book, when he noticed that he woke up and raised his head slightly: "Thirsty?"

Yan Jianglan shook his head, his voice became hoarse, and said, "Are we on the boat?"

"No, it's okay." Sheng Jiao said.

The wooden wings on the boat are blessed with the spiritual power of the formation, and they can travel a thousand miles in one day, while the boat is like a mortal carriage, even if it is pulled by a spirit beast, it has to go step by step in a regular manner.

Yan Jianglan was surprised: "Then the Year of the Monkey will come to Yanwen Mountain?"

"We're not in a hurry." Sheng Jiao put down his book, his eyes fixed on Yan Jianglan, "I can go to Yanwen Mountain anytime."

After all, the destination is Yanwen Mountain.

Yan Jianglan nodded obediently, bent his knees and crawled on Sheng Jiao's lap to lie down, and said lazily, "I've never gone out to play so leisurely, it feels very novel."

Seeing that Yan Jianglan seemed to have finally become interested in something, Sheng Jiao reached out and patted his head.

He won't let Yan Jianglan become the second Jade Mountain.