shut up, shameless old thief

In the end, Bian Ling still couldn't bear to let Ji Bingzhu live outside the yard every day. He had never experienced a life of eating and sleeping in the open since he was a child, and he only knew that there was nothing other than cultivation every day. Had the dreaded idea of ​​building a house myself.

After trying many times to no avail, Bian Ling finally realized how stupid and conceited his idea was. He thought about it calmly for a long time, and attributed it to the fact that he spent a long time with Ji Bingzhu, and was infected by his blind confidence and optimism. .

Bian Ling: "It's all your fault."

Ji Bingzhu: "?"

Ji Bingzhu was not angry when he was buried innocently. He curiously ran to Bian Ling's rickety wooden house, poked a pillar that stood upright, and asked Bian Ling, "This is where you used to be?" Where did I find it? How do I remember that there is no such pillar in my yard?"

Bian Ling was frowning and planning to demolish the dilapidated building that could hardly be regarded as a house. When Ji Bingzhu asked, he poked the outside and said, "The pillars where you used to hang the lanterns outside looked very useful. —Senior, be careful!"

In the middle of his words, the small wooden house was poked east and west by Ji Bingzhu, and it collapsed successfully.

Ji Bingzhu was caught off guard, and was directly slapped under several wooden boards, and he didn't get up for a long time.

Bian Ling ran over quickly, waved away the pile of broken wood, helped Ji Bingzhu up, and touched Ji Bingzhu's head worriedly, thinking that Ji Bingzhu was stupid in the first place, if he was hit again, he would directly It would be bad if you smashed into a fool.

Ji Bingzhu was very resistant, he was still grinning after being smashed into that ghostly state, as if he didn't know the pain, he said: "Don't worry about it, why don't we sleep together?"

Ji Bingzhu's hair was long and soft, and Bian Ling originally wanted to pat him on the head by patting him with dirt on his hair, but when he heard this, he lost control of the severity and slapped Ji Bingzhu's head.

Bian Ling: "..."

Ji Bingzhu staggered when he was photographed, and looked at him aggrievedly while touching his head.

Bian Ling coughed dryly and said, "I'm sorry."

Ji Bingzhu belongs to you, I will forgive you if you apologize, and we will reconcile after I apologize, and he didn't care too much when he heard the words, he waved his hand and said: "Then it's settled, anyway, that bed is enough It's big enough for two people to roll around on it. Ah, yes, Ah Ling, you said I would bring the little raccoon over to warm the bed for a few days, Ah Ya, would he find out?"

Bian Ling heard that he made a decision on his own, the corners of his lips twitched, knowing that he was stubborn and it was not easy to refute, so he said: "Isn't he your natal sword spirit? Why do you have to listen to everything?" his?"

Ji Bingzhu said: "No, no, I'm in charge of this family matter."

He really can't lie, and after saying this, he turned his eyes aside with a dry smile, and repeated: "I, I'm in charge."

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling didn't want to ask any more questions, so he said casually, "Then don't take Jiu... Xiaoli over."

Sharing the bed with Ji Bingzhu is barely acceptable. If he sleeps with a nine-tailed fox, a spirit beast that can knock down half a city with one tail, Bian Ling feels that he may not be able to sleep. After all, such a big killer is next to him. , It's a person—oh, except for Ji Bingzhu, who is so heartless, everyone else will feel jealous and fearful.

Ji Bingzhu said: "Alright then."

That night, after taking a bath every day, Ji Bingzhu ran into the room, rubbed his wet feet on the carpet, jumped onto the bed with a cheer, and crushed the old bed until it squeaked. "Sound.

Bian Ling didn't come back from practicing until midnight, the candles in the room were still on, Ji Bingzhu had already slept soundly on the warm bed, he cleaned himself up, and when he lay on the bed and fell asleep peacefully, his beauty was almost considered to be It was a deadly weapon. Bian Ling stood by the bed and looked at it for a while, then patted his face in embarrassment.

He tidied himself up and was about to go to bed. Ji Bingzhu, who was lying quietly on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes quietly. He wiped his earlobe, and a black light flashed. Yu Jian stood up and pressed the icy edge of the sword directly to Bian Ling's chest.

Bian Ling took a breath, and immediately said: "Senior!"

Ji Bingzhu's face was expressionless, his eyes lacked any focus, as if he was immersed in sleep, his hand holding the sword was steady, and a thin spiritual power covered the edge of the sword against Bian Ling's chest In fact, it is very difficult for even the most powerful person to control the spiritual energy freely, but he can control that trace of spiritual energy so that it is not visible at all.

Bian Ling looked at him with some trepidation.

The next moment, Ji Bingzhu seemed to be awakened by him, blinked his eyes slightly, and the coldness in his eyes quickly faded away, replaced by a dazed daze, he seemed to say something vaguely, and crawled forward a few steps with hands and feet , stretched out his arms to hug Bian Ling, and said vaguely: "Oh, I'm sorry, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will pat you on the back, I can't be scared, I can't be scared."

Bian Ling: "..."

He was frightened half to death just now, and now he felt a sense of powerlessness that was beyond irony.

Ji Bingzhu's eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open. The sudden sword strike just now was probably because he hadn't slept on the same couch with anyone for a long time and he was a little uncomfortable. Back, rolled on the bed, Bian Ling was caught off guard by him and fell on the bed, and rolled twice.

When he realized it, Ji Bingzhu hugged Bian Ling in his arms like a pillow, and fell asleep.

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling tried to break free twice, Ji Bingzhu immediately hummed twice unhappy, and hugged him even tighter.

Bian Ling was strangled so much that he almost vomited blood, stretched out his foot and kicked his knees twice, he reluctantly let go a little in his sleep, but he was still unwilling to let go.

Bian Ling now seems to be able to understand why the nine-tailed fox showed a loveless and fearful expression when he heard that he was going to sleep with Ji Bingzhu. Nine-tailed fox is such a small group, if it is not a natural beast, it will probably be strangled to death by him many times.

In general, Bian Ling had an extremely difficult sleep this night, and it seemed that there was a horrible future where he would continue to sleep hard like tonight.

Half a month had passed since Bian Ling was in so much pain that the snow that had been falling continuously finally stopped.

The snow on Luomo Mountain is probably the weirdest scene Bian Ling has ever seen. The snow falls day and night. There is very little snow during the day, but a lot of snow falls at night. Every morning when Bian Ling wakes up, Can see knee-deep snow in the yard.

If Bian Ling didn't use fire to melt the snow every day, after half a month, the snow might be piled up on the roof. I don't know how Ji Bingzhu survived before.

Originally, Bian Ling thought that Ji Bingzhu would be happier after the snow stopped, but he didn't expect that when he saw the sky where the sun was already out, his face was unexpectedly heavy.

Bian Ling had never seen him with such a normal expression except that time when he was sleepy, staring and drawing his sword, so he frowned unconsciously and said, "What's wrong? "

Ji Bingzhu said: "The snow has stopped."

Of course Bian Ling knew that the snow had stopped, but he didn't understand why Ji Bingzhu looked like he was facing a formidable enemy. He was about to ask something when he saw Ji Bingzhu walk a few steps quickly, opened the door and went out.

Bian Ling followed immediately, and as soon as he went out, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Originally, there was a vast expanse of snow-white snow outside the yard. Yesterday, Ji Bingzhu was still playing with making snowmen outside, but at this time, for some reason, the snow turned black overnight, as if covered with a blanket of snow. The layer of magic energy is average.

And the two snowmen outside the yard also turned into a mixture of pitch black, and the eyes that Ji Bingzhu used to keep them in black looked especially weird against the black demonic energy.

Ji Bingzhu walked up to the two snowmen, looked down for a while, and suddenly raised his hand, knocking the snowman's head away, and the black snow immediately flew away.

Bian Ling looked at him with a complicated expression behind him, and said, "Senior..."

Ji Bingzhu turned his head, curled his lips, and said: "I still don't like things that have been possessed by demons. A Ling, you must remember clearly that you must not cultivate demons, or I will ignore you."

Bian Ling automatically ignored the last sentence that sounded like a joke, and asked, "Obsessed? You mean the snow?"

Ji Bingzhu said: "It's still cold."

Bian Ling didn't understand: "Who?"

Ji Bingzhu pulled Bian Ling by his sleeves and led him back to the yard. He raised his sleeves without looking back, and the yard door slammed shut. At this moment, he began to explain: "Huanhan is a good person in Houshan. What a disgusting thing, every time she comes out, she will turn the place she passes into something black and disgusting, vomit."

He probably really hated Huan Han, and stuck out his tongue when he said this, looking really disgusting, he pulled Bian Ling back to the corridor, took off the umbrella and said: "The snow has stopped After that, she likes to run around, so don't go out if you don't have anything to do these few days, if the Tianxuan Cultivator Body meets her, it will be too troublesome."

Bian Ling took his umbrella and asked doubtfully, "Is she... a demon cultivator?"

Ji Bingzhu shook his head and said: "She is not a demon cultivator, so to speak, she is not a human being, ah, I am not cursing, I just mean, she is a natural monster, not like those demon cultivators outside, who entered by mistake. It’s only when you go astray that you become enchanted.”

Bian Ling let out an "oh". Gujing Continent is usually full of spirit beasts and fierce beasts, and he has never heard of monsters. He thought for a while and concluded: "It is a fierce beast that is born with demons, right?" .”

Ji Bingzhu thought for a while, and said: "You are right in understanding this way, but she is really annoying, too annoying, if Aya hadn't stopped me and said that killing her would be troublesome, I would have killed her. By the way, Ah Ya is not here these days, if she comes over then, you must stop me from killing him."

The corners of Bian Ling's lips twitched, and Ji Bingzhu stared again and emphasized: "You must hold me! Hold me!"

As soon as Bian Ling saw that he was about to lean over to emphasize again, he immediately said: "Okay, pull."

Ji Bingzhu was satisfied now.

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