Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

Zhuge Xiao took a few books that were of little use, and went back to the house temporarily rented by the six doors. As soon as he entered the door, he was read by two fellow doormen.

Feng Jianpo was the first to walk towards him: "How's it going, have you seen anyone?"

Of course what he asked was not whether Zhuge Xiao had seen Yan Wujiu, but whether he had seen the monk beside Yan Wujiu.

Zhuge Xiao shook his head, and handed the book in his hand to Feng Jianpo.

"what is this?"

"This trip is rewarding."

Zhuge Xiao walked unhurriedly to the table next to Gu Yuexi, lifted up his clothes and sat down.

Gu Yuexi poured a cup of tea and handed it to him: "Looking at your face, going out this time is not going well?"

Zhuge Xiao seemed to be suffering from sunstroke, and his spirit was a little tired. He didn't have to pretend to be approachable in front of his own people.

Although Gu Yuexi is indifferent and not good at dealing with people and the world, he is a true gentleman with a clear mind and willing to consider others, so he does not urge Zhuge Xiao.

He silently lit an incense for meditation and rejuvenation, so that Zhuge Xiao could rest a little and recover some energy.

He just took the book in Feng Jianpo's hand, and calmly and quietly flipped through the pages.

Even if this kind of book is not to his liking, and it would not be in front of him at all, Gu Yuexi also acted resigned, read it seriously and indifferently, without the slightest bit of dislike or impatience.

The pages he turned over did not have any creases or corners, as if they were brand new.

Feng Jianpo is not a talkative person either, so he simply went to the front yard to practice swords.

As summer is approaching, Sophora japonica is gradually blooming, and the fresh and strong honey sweetness comes with the wind, and a few star-white debris are scattered here and there.

Gu Yuexi flipped to the last page of a thin book, and saw three words written in a small pen on it: To Qingdu.

Zhuge Xiao on the side closed his eyes, sniffing the incense and resting his mind.

In the distance, the sword light pierced through the wind, and the sound of the wind passed through the flowers and leaves in the courtyard, whirling and swaying.

There was no wave on Gu Yuexi's face, it was the same as any other time, and Mo Yu seemed to be silently looking at the words on the paper.

It's just that I haven't finished turning that page for a long time.

……

After the incense was burned out and the ashes cooled down, Zhuge Xiao slowly came back to his senses.

The three sat together, chatting under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Zhuge Xiao said: "I haven't seen that monk. Yan Qingdu is quite vigilant. He is not just an arrogant and domineering dandy. I tried several times, but he was tight. But he is very willing to be with 'Dongfang Xiao 'Communications, as for what's in my heart..."

The corners of his lips raised slightly: "Heh... the future is long, don't worry. As for the monk, I will find an opportunity to mention it tomorrow, to test his truth."

Gu Yue rested his jaw. Although he was cold, he was not really impersonal. He said to Zhuge Xiao in a cold voice: "You should be careful, and there is no rush to solve the case. Compared with before, we couldn't even identify the suspect. Now the progress is It's already quite fast. Moreover, the attitude of the higher authorities on this case is quite ambiguous. I'm afraid there are other things involved in it."

Feng Jianpo frowned, and said in a low hoarse voice coldly: "The last time you said that, Xiaolou and the others seemed to close their nets to catch big fish, but they didn't do anything in the end. I remember that the person behind the scenes and Xu The king can't get away with it. Why, what kind of royal relatives are involved this time?"

Gu Yuexi remained silent, and on her lonely and pure face, there was no such obvious hatred as Feng Jianpo.

But everyone has been friends with each other for many years, and everyone knows that Gu Yuexi is more clear than anyone else in black and white, and strictly abides by the boundaries between good and evil.

He was adopted as the adopted son by the former prince and Taifu of the great Confucianism family. He has been influenced by that old gentleman for many years, and he has a great spirit in his chest.

Zhuge Xiao knocked on the table lazily, with his index finger on his lips, and said to Feng Jianpo with a half-smile: "Shhh, don't discuss government affairs indiscriminately. We are only responsible for finding out the truth of the case, and let the higher-ups know. As for the higher-ups After reading it, how to deal with it and when to liquidate it is the business of those big people. To put it bluntly, a third-rank arrester is nothing more than a thief catcher, which is different from the third-rank court officials in the court."

Feng Jianpo frowned, and was about to say something, but Gu Yuexi also nodded, and said indifferently: "Zhuge is right. First, the prince was deposed, the emperor is old, and the kings are about to move...some things are not as simple as the surface. Right and wrong are involved in those things, if you want to make it known to the world, you can only look at the fate and timing. You and I just want to be clear in our hearts."

In the same way, Zhuge Xiao said it sarcastically and jokingly, but Gu Yuexi was calm.

There are many mysteries and ambiguities in the case of the extermination of the Buddhist temple, and the attitude of the higher-ups is also vague. After the three people of the Six Doors agreed, they were not in a hurry to solve the case immediately.

At the same time, he was also worried that Zhuge Xiao would not know martial arts, and if he came into close contact with the suspect, it might be dangerous to startle the snake.Therefore, it is tentatively decided to allow him to contact Yan Qingdu in a leisurely manner, just to check one or two within a safe range.

Gu Yuexi pondered: "I'll write a letter to my adoptive father to see if he knows anything."

The night passed without incident.

However, this is only true for those of the six doors.

……

The last quarter moon overflows above Dongshan Mountain.

Yan Wujiu looked at the monk who was sitting on the corridor in front of his door, staring at him with a pair of quiet and confused eyes, and immediately felt extremely complicated.

The first glance was of course frightened, fearing that the bald donkey might not like him again, so he deliberately came to catch him in the middle of the night.

After seeing those eyes clearly, Yan Wujiu immediately understood, this is not the demon monk with a cold face, a cold heart, a cold lung and a moody heart, who looks like his eyes are in the sky.This is a crazy monk who has a really sick mind and always talks stupid things.

But speaking from conscience, the crazy monk is more like a holy monk who has been infected by the rules and regulations all the year round, serious and detached from his abstinence, compared to his indifferent, tough, self-respecting posture in the daytime.

But, what does this have to do with Yan Wujiu?

Yan Wujiu looked at him coldly with a stinky face.

I was still thinking about the bald donkey threatening to hit his palm in the daytime, hold grudges!

The monk raised his head and looked at Yan Wujiu quietly, and slowly seemed to remember something, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

But the lines of his face are not soft, the eye sockets are slightly deep, the brow bones are high and the bridge of the nose is straight, quite gloomy and noble.The little bit of joy put on his whole face made him look solemn, calm and calm.

A pair of desires and desires soaked in sandalwood for many years.

"Lord Tanyue, we meet again."

Yan Wujiu lowered his eyes and sneered in his heart, but his face remained calm and he said calmly: "Holy Monk, you told me you met me again outside my room door, are you surprised?"

There was no panic on the monk's face, his black eyes were like a pool of clear springs under the snowy moon, he watched Yan Wujiu calmly and calmly, as if he had never blinked: "Amitabha, I don't remember much, I just feel that Tanyue The Lord looks familiar, but I don’t remember when I saw you. I don’t know where I am.”

"Don't remember? How did you get here?"

Yan Wujiu frowned, and listened to Fen Lian's tone of peace and said to him: "I remember I promised someone that I would stand here at night and look after the flowers and trees in the yard for him..."

The monk's tone paused for a moment, and a knowing smile appeared on his face, and he said peacefully: "I remember, I have promised Lord Tanyue to look at these flowers for you. You said that this plant that the Buddha laughed at is you. The body, the monk remembers."

The width of that smile is extremely small, like a breeze and mist over flowers and trees, insignificant.

Yan Wujiu propped his fingers on the door frame, subconsciously wanting to scratch a few times, but he was stuck in his heart, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Fen Lian's eyes were higher than the top of his head, and he had been bullying him with indifference, so he naturally wanted to take revenge viciously.However, Burning Lotus during the day is likely to return to normal, which makes Yan Wujiu a little vigilant and apprehensive.

He didn't take revenge, but turned around and fell into the hands of the bald donkey, giving the other party a new reason to torment him.

Thinking of this, he looked at the stupid Fen Lian with cold eyes and suspicion, wondering whether he was really stupid or just pretending.

Fen Lian has been leaning against the corridor, the wooden corridor is already clean, so it doesn't violate the harmony for him to sit there.

But it's strange to keep staring at Yan Wujiu so intently.Although, his focus is focus, and it doesn't make people uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Fen Lian's eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't move away, and said seriously: "I don't know, probably because Lord Tanyue is good-looking. If Lord Tanyue finds it offensive, I just don't look at it."

Having said that, he still looked at Yan Wujiu quietly, waiting for Yan Wujiu to personally pronounce the sentence, whether he could watch it or not.It seemed that Yan Wujiu would not look away until he explicitly rejected it himself.

Yan Wujiu thought of his stupid nonsense last night, and remembered that he was easy to lie when he was stupid, and he would believe whatever he said, it's not surprising that he is so serious now.

Fen Lian said he was good-looking, but Yan Wujiu only thought that he had good eyesight after being stupid, and didn't think it was molestation at all.

After all, the frivolous Yan Wujiu, as a dandy young master who concentrates on making Ximen Qing a person for himself, when it comes to molesting people, he is the professional one.

Yan Wujiu's mind suddenly moved, he thought of how to test whether this monk is really stupid or not.By the way, it can also alleviate the resentment of being bullied by this demon monk during the day.

Yan Wujiu walked out of the room, sat in front of the railing opposite Fen Lian, sat on the railing facing Fen Lian, and leaned against the pillar.

During the few steps he took, Fen Lian's gaze moved as he walked.

Now they were really face to face across the narrow passage that only one person could pass through, and Fen Lian's gaze was a little dazed.

Yan Wujiu's cold and proud face suddenly melted from the ice and snow, revealing a gentle and gorgeous smile.

Like the light clouds and mist covering the moon, it suddenly dispersed, and the flowers bloomed under the moonlight like water.

Brilliant and dark.

The most beautiful, the most evil.All gathered in this one person.

Everyone in Qingyuan County knows that Mr. Yan, who has a cold face and a proud look that can draw enough hatred, has not capsized because of his arrogant bad temper and sarcastic mouth. No matter how angry you are in one second, your teeth will itch, and in the next second, your heart will be soaked in a jar of sweet honey, wandering in the sea of ​​flowers in the warm spring sun.

As if Xi, dreaming with the spring breeze, and getting drunk with Dongjun.

"Master, do you like me?"

That clear and soft voice sounded like it came from a dream, and before realizing it, Fen Lian had already nodded seriously.

After distinguishing clearly, facing Yan Wujiu's amber brown eyes smiling slightly in surprise, Fen Lian nodded solemnly again.

It was as if he was afraid that Yan Wugui would not know.

He said: "I remember, Wu Jiu said, we are a couple, we got married 500 years ago."

The monk looked at Yan Wujiu intently, his eyes were clear and ethereal.In vain, he cultivated the boundless Dharma, but he could not save himself.

"Little monk likes you. I like Wugui. I am willing to become a demon for you, and I am willing to become a Buddha for you."

"Innocent is a good name, blameless, no fault. It suits you."

Although his Dharma can't be saved by himself, he is willing to do his best for a while, and there is no blame for it.

The author has something to say: **Harmony and beauty and love are beautiful existences without mistakes~they are mistreated by the world.

So, this time he is called Wugui.No blame, no fault.

PS: I will enter V tomorrow, please support me, if you must fatten up Gugu, can you wait for Gugu to go through the catastrophe after putting on the clip, okay?

The next book is in advance: the days and nights of being a porter in a wealthy family [System]

Also known as: "Gong Appears After Pulling the Light"

Su Lingran was activated and bound by a system called [Love Tank Irrigation Plan], and needed to heal the domineering CEOs who were rabid, sick, and nervous because the love tank was dry.

Mr. System (pushing glasses) is calm and rational: We don’t produce love, we are just porters of love.

However, Su Lingran is sick and cannot touch the body temperature of any living things or people for more than 1 minute.

When pushed down by the tasker, Su Lingran finally fell ill and went on strike: Help, I can hardly breathe (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Mr. System (no temperature? Not a living thing): What do you think of me?

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So every time the light is turned on unexpectedly, the system gentleman will replace the tasker and Su Lingran to break the shameful plot.

Then one day, Su Lingran discovered that there was a tasker named Ning Yunlian who was very similar to Mr. System.

Ning Yunlian: Heh, now you know how to ask me.No matter how much I begged you back then, you didn't even look back at me...

Su Lingran: Wait, what's going on with the domineering president and the showman?

One-sentence summary: After the Raiders was pulled out, the ruthless overlord chased him along the network cable!Wake up Sleeping Beauty, give him a task and attack yourself again.

Su Lingran can easily fill anyone's love tank, but his own love tank is extremely dry.

Ning Yunlian wanted to fill him up.