The first scumbag in heaven

In January on the Cangjiang River, the water was clear and shallow, and he was sipping tea with a cup. Outside, Tang Shen punted to the shore, and returned to Muxiaoxuan in the drizzle.After drying the water droplets on his clothes with spiritual power, Tang Shen gently pushed open the door of the master bedroom.Brushing through the heavy gauze curtains, seeing the person sleeping soundly on the bed, he gave a helpless chuckle.

Most of the brocade quilt was hanging down, and the person who had been sleeping in the bed had unconsciously moved to the edge of the bed, and there was a risk of falling off at any time.

Tang Shen took off his outer robe and boots, stepped onto the bed, carefully hugged the person who had slept on the side of the bed, and pulled up the brocade quilt to cover the two of them.

Jing Yun was embraced by someone, moved in a daze, and murmured Tang Shen's name.

Tang Shen whispered in his ear, "It's still early, let's go to sleep."

Jing Yun asked in a daze: "No, no, you, where have you been?"

Tang Shen said playfully, "Guess?"

Jing Yun whispered intermittently, calling his name indiscriminately.Obviously fell asleep one moment, and spoke half awake and half sleepy the next moment.

Tang Shen saw that he was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, but he still insisted on knowing the answer. It was both funny and sad, and he smiled softly, "Xiao Yun'er wants to know my whereabouts so much."

Jing Yun's soft voice made his heart tremble, and finally he stopped holding back, leaned forward, and sealed those thin lips.

On the third day of May in the 43rd year of Apocalypse, just one day before the Zhengyang Festival, two figures were chasing and hiding in a small and exquisite cruise ship on the lake in the middle of the day.

Jing Yun turned around lightly, and said airily, "Stop, Tang Shen, don't go too far."

Tang Shen laughed loudly and said, "Xiao Yun'er, it's not like you haven't experienced it before. No one here is as good as..." With a raised eyebrow, he forced him to come over with a smirk.

Jing Yun laughed back angrily, he said: "The Zhengyang Festival will be celebrated the day after tomorrow, do you want to participate with your face hurt?"

Tang Shen said: "Xiao Yun'er, you are too ruthless. It is said that a husband and wife can be kind for a hundred days, let's..." A dodge caught the ancient book thrown by Jing Yun.Take a closer look, okay, it's what they just fought for.

"Zhengyang Fumolu, I didn't expect that there is a book about Zhengyang Demon Dao in your home. It's really unexpected!" Tang Shen knew who it was when he looked at the cover of the ancient book, after all, his library also had this book in his collection.

Jing Yun crossed her arms and said, "It's as if you don't have one in Tangjiabao."

Tang Shen turned around the ancient books in his hand, and said, "Yes, but our family is not allowed to take out the library. However, I didn't expect your family to be so enlightened, such cultivators would dare to take it out and read it openly."

Jing Yun snorted, turned her head away, and looked at the blue lake waves behind the bead curtain.

Tang Shen gave a clear oh, and said: "Could it be you who took this out without authorization, you dishonest little scholar." Dian Jingyun's nose tip, taking advantage of his stupefied moment to steal a scent.

Jing Yun's cheeks were slightly flushed, she snatched the ancient book from shame and anger, and quickly left his side, arguing: "Anyway, if no one sees it, it's not considered a violation of the rules."

Tang Shen flicked his hair chicly, and said with a smile, "You're lying to yourself."

Jing Yun put the ancient book away, and said threateningly: "God knows this, you know it, I know it, if there is a third person who knows..."

"That's what I revealed, right? An unreasonable little scholar." Tang Shen pinched his cheek fondly, and said, "If you want me not to speak out, you must give me some benefits to keep my mouth shut."

Jing Yun looked at him, frowned and said, "What benefits do you want?"

Tang Shen smiled ambiguously and said, "Xiao Yun'er knows, isn't Xiao Yun'er clear about the picture I dragged you to this cruise ship?"

It is precisely because I know that I don't want to face it.Jing Yun sat down with a cold face, without saying a word.

Tang Shen approached Jing Yun with a playful smile, and comforted him, "Xiao Yun'er, don't be afraid. Let's talk first, shall we?"

Jing Yun turned her body sideways, put her hand on the low table, and said weakly: "What did you say?"

Tang Shen sat down next to him on the spot, and wrapped his fingers restlessly around the blue tassel hanging from Jing Yun's waist. He laughed and said, "Why don't you tell me why Xiao Yun'er read Zhengyang Yaodao's book? You need to know his book Books are strictly forbidden by the great immortal families, and our family dared to keep them because of the great power of the family. Xiao Yuner, why are you suddenly interested in his books?"

Jing Yun said lazily: "I just found it in the Library Pavilion by chance, and I took it out to have a look out of curiosity."

Tang Shen said meaningfully: "By chance, out of curiosity, what a coincidence!"

Jing Yun pushed him impatiently and said, "Believe it or not."

Tang Shen held his hand with a smile, and said, "I believe it, I believe it, I believe what Xiao Yuner says."

Jing Yun reprimanded lightly: "Slick tongue."

Tang Shen lowered his head and kissed the jade finger in his hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I am a glib villain, how can I compare to Zhilan Yushu, the dignified and elegant Fuxia Jun."

Forget about Zhilan Yushu, what the hell is dignified and elegant.Jing Yun looked at him without a word, and said leisurely: "You just know."

Tang Shen chuckled twice, put the boneless, slender and elegant jade finger in his hand to his mouth and kissed it lightly.

Jing Yun pursed her lips, and said with difficulty: "Although Zhengyang is cruel and inhumane, kills innocent people indiscriminately, and treats human life like nothing, I have to say that some of his magical theories are still worth looking at."

Tang Shen sighed, and said: "It's a pity that every word and every sentence above is written by blood and tears." Anyone would like an easy-to-use and easy-to-practice technique, but it was created by a monster, which made the immortal The cultivators of the family are not happy.Once the Xianmen family doesn't like it, it will naturally become the first thing that cannot be passed on.Moreover, the most important reason is that Zhengyang's spells were researched and created with innocent lives.It can be said that every technique of Zhengyang is stained with blood.

Jing Yun also sighed, and said: "It's a pity. Zhengyang was originally the first-class cultivator in the Xianmen family, but something happened. The existence that everyone despises."

Tang Shen shook his head, and said: "Even if he has some unavoidable reasons, that's not the reason for him to massacre the city. When the Immortal Family surrounded and suppressed him in Qili Mountain, he once admitted that he slaughtered several cities in a row, and he was very proud of it." The cultivators of the Xianmen family present were so angry that even the cultivators of his teacher's sect were so angry that their chests were tight, and they were the first to attack. Although Zhengyang was finally fulfilled as they wished, but thinking of this matter, Still very upset.

"That's right." Jing Yun nodded, agreed with what he said, and said, "Are you okay at home?"

Tang Shen was a little confused, but still replied, "I'm fine."

Jing Yun said: "Really? Didn't your family mention marriage or something?" He was three years younger than Tang Shen, and his uncles made sidesteps. He didn't believe that Tang Shen's family didn't mention it.

Tang Shen smiled and scratched the tip of his nose, and said cheerfully, "So Xiao Yun'er is jealous."

Jing Yun helplessly defended: "No. It's just that my family arranged for me to go on a blind date. You are older than me, so let me ask you if you have any experience to pass on."

Tang Shen smiled and said, "Is it not enough for Xiao Yun'er to have me?" He spoke indifferently, but unconsciously clenched his lowered hand.

Jing Yun said solemnly: "Indeed, you are enough for me to bear, and I should not be able to take care of another delicate girl."

Tang Shen's chest heaved twice, he stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "I won't allow it."

Not allowed?What is not allowed?Jing Yun looked at him suspiciously, and the next moment, he was put on the arhat bed on the cruise ship.Tang Shen waved his hand again, and the bead curtains and brocade tents were lowered one by one. In the darkness, Jing Yun called Tang Shen's name a little uneasy.

"Don't be afraid."

Jing Yun fumbled to hold Tang Shen's hand, and closed her eyes in peace.

The sound of drizzle could not cover up the hot atmosphere in the house, Jing Yun closed her eyes and pursed her lips so that no sound could escape from the cracks in her lips.

After a long time, the heat in the room faded, Jing Yun pushed away the person lying on top of him, and got off the bed to get dressed.Tang Shen propped his head and watched with great interest, and teased, "Xiao Yun'er, you are still as good as before." His voice revealed his satisfaction.

Jing Yun's tied hand paused, and said coldly: "Taking advantage of others' danger."

Tang Shen chuckled, and said, "Xiao Yun'er is still like this, admitting that I like it is harder than killing myself."

Jing Yun turned around and glanced at him, then turned and went to the backyard to take a bath without saying a word.

After taking a bath, Jing Yun changed her clothes and walked towards the Library Pavilion holding an umbrella.Now his mind is in a mess, so he can only go to Zangshu Pavilion to copy books and meditate.

As the evening approached, the Jingshan Academy lit up a little bit of light, and the palace lanterns under the porch also emitted a soft light.Jing Yun held an umbrella and walked on the bluestone road in the drizzle, her slender jade fingers holding the handle of the umbrella trembled slightly.

Thinking back on what happened before, he wished he could close a barrier for tens or hundreds of years. Why did he think it was a dream and let himself indulge in desire.

The drizzle drifted into the collar like silk, and the cold rain made Jing Yun, who had just taken a cold shower, shiver.

Walking all the way to Zangshu Pavilion, the dark Zangshu Pavilion in the past is actually brightly lit today, and two slender figures are reflected on the blue screen window that is not soaked in water and fire.

It's Shizu and Emperor Jinshuo.Jing Yun's footsteps paused, and she went around to the backyard of Zangshu Pavilion, and went up the wooden stairs in the backyard to the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

Spread the paper and ink, and write down the "Miaofa Qingxin Jue" silently, so as to calm my restless mind.

In the middle of writing, the sound of deliberately heavy footsteps came from the stairs in the library.Jing Yun stopped writing and looked up, just in time to see her master walking up with a tray.

"Master." Jing Yun quickly stood up, walked a few steps, and took the tray from Master.

Shui Qingqian smiled slightly, and said: "Ziyou, the nourishing chicken soup stewed for you, can you try it and see if it tastes good? If it tastes good, I will ask Emperor Jinshuo to help you."

Jing Yun was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Master Zu, Ziyou is in good health and doesn't need supplements."

Shui Qingqian patted his head, coaxing him like a child: "Yes, Ziyou, don't refuse, try it, it will be very beneficial to your body."

Jing Yun said helplessly: "Thank you, master."

Put the tray on the table under the window, open the soup Gu on the tray, it turned out to be deer antler and yam chicken soup.

Jing Yun slipped his hand, and the lid of the soup gu touched the porcelain bowl, making a crisp sound, and he said with some difficulty: "Master Zu, this is it?"

Shui Qingqian stood in front of the bookshelf, and said casually: "It's for your body, drink it quickly, it won't be good if it gets cold."

After Jing Yun was silent for a while, she took a spoonful of soup without saying a word, and drank down a bowl of soup with a bitter expression on her face.

Shui Qingqian glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help laughing: "It feels like you're taking medicine when I ask you to drink soup."

Jing Yun wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, thanking her again.He no longer wanted to ask his master how he knew, he was tired and didn't want to ask.