After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

Lin Qingzhou: It's not me, I don't.

To love him is to collect his old things. This kind of gross eccentricity can only belong to the original owner, an infatuated kind who can't love him.

This old dress also has a history.

A child without a mother is a long story.

Chunweizi pays attention to the principles of Taoism and nature, teaches karma and dispels doubts, advocates governance by doing nothing, and never controls his disciples more.

Lin Qingzhou has been self-study since she comprehended and enlightened Qi into the body after a few words from Chunweizi.

After Han Qi sat down and became Chunweizi's closed disciple, Chunweizi still only gave a little hint and didn't intervene much.

Under the same teacher, there are only Lin Qingzhou and Han Qi.

Therefore, the two practiced the law and discussed the Tao, and analyzed each other when encountering doubts. They often practiced swords together in the bamboo forest, discussed swordsmanship, and occasionally exchanged ideas.

At that time, Han Qi had just entered the sect, and although he had a cold temper, he was not as cold and cruel as he was later when he treated the original owner, the senior brother.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, long swords strike each other, and the sword's intent crazily rolls the fallen leaves, you come and go.

Even though Han Qi's expression is indifferent, an occasional eye contact can make the original owner's heart beat, the love in his heart grows wildly like weeds after the spring rain, and a sense of happiness and satisfaction overflows his chest.

That was probably the happiest and sweetest day in the original owner's life.

Han Qi has entered the middle stage of foundation establishment in his second year of worshiping the Daoist sect.

At that time, dozens of women disappeared in the middle of the night in Yugu Town under Fuyu Mountain for no reason.

The people in the town suspected that there was an evil crafter, so they worshiped in front of the Qingxu Sword Sect's mountain gate, and asked the sect's immortal head to come out of the mountain to get rid of it.

That was the first time the two were ordered by their master to go down the mountain together to eliminate evil spirits.

It only took half a day in Yugu Town, and the two followed the clues to find out the truth about the woman's disappearance.

There is an evil cultivator named Xu Banxian who wants to use the method of refining the soul to improve his cultivation.

At that time, Lin Qingzhou's cultivation base was better than Han Qi's, and when it came to eliminating evil, he took the lead.

The evil cultivator was not advanced, and Lin Qingzhou's three strikes forced him to be defeated, and he was powerless to fight back.

He was lying on the ground, seeing that he was lingering and dying, Lin Qingzhou hurried forward and killed him with a sword.

Unexpectedly, when the evil cultivator was about to die, he still wanted to give him a back.

When Lin Qingzhou approached and relaxed, in the blind spot of his vision, the poisoned sharp blade hidden in his sleeve took advantage of the situation and flew out through the air.

At the critical moment, Han Qi caught a glimpse of the hidden poison weapon.

He immediately jumped forward, pushed Lin Qingzhou away with a palm, and pierced the evil cultivator's throat with the frosty long sword tightly held in his hand.

Blood splattered, and Han Qi's face and clothes were instantly covered with bright red spots.

The poisoned sharp blade was nailed to the courtyard wall, the handle of the knife kept shaking, and a big hole was poked out of his sleeve.

Han Qi looked as usual, took off the blood-stained black jacket, wiped off the blood on his face, and threw it on the ground casually.

After four years, Han Qi helped him for the second time.

The original owner thought it was God's will.

Taking advantage of Han Qi's inattention, he secretly put the clothes on the ground into his ring.

After bringing it back to the Qingxu Sword Sect, he cleaned the old clothes, mended the holes stitch by stitch, and put them into the ring, hiding them like treasures.

In the eyes of the original owner, this torn clothes is the proof that Han Qi has his place in his heart.

However, this square inch is nothing more than his self-importance.

After Yin Xibai inadvertently found out about the improper relationship between the original owner and Han Qi, Han Qi began to be unwilling to touch the original owner, not to mention it, and deliberately alienated the original owner.

During that time, when I miss you in the middle of the night.

The original owner always hugged the old clothes tightly, sniffing the remaining breath on it carefully.

Tears of grief and helplessness, tears drenched the skirt of his clothes.

I still remember a lot of plots in the book, but Lin Qingzhou doesn't remember everything in detail.

He just glanced at the old clothes in the ring, and couldn't recall that they were Han Qi's things.

If he had known earlier that it belonged to Han Qi, he would have thrown it away, and would have hated using it as a foot wipe.

Back to the present, Lin Qingzhou took out a set of her own clothes from the ring, chanted a mantra lightly, and the clothes fit on her body properly.

Han Qi's eyes were dark, as if there were whirlpools, he waited silently for his answer.

Thinking of the system that was acting as a monster all the time, he could only avoid the important and ignore the minor, lowering his eyes and said softly: "Junior Brother, this dress is still new, it's a pity to throw it away."

Han Qi was not so easily dismissed.

He is tall, half a head taller than Lin Qingzhou.

He moved closer to Lin Qingzhou, and sprayed all his warm breath on Lin Qingzhou's forehead, "Since you are so frugal, why have you never seen you wear it?"

The distance was too close, and Han Qi's aura instantly swept over like a black cloud overwhelming the city.

Lin Qingzhou couldn't help but her scalp tingled, she turned sideways slightly without showing any signs, resisting the discomfort in her heart, and said, "Yes, you just didn't notice it."

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb Junior Brother's rest."

Without waiting for Han Qi to answer, while speaking, he bypassed Han Qi and walked towards the door.

But Han Qi's voice came from behind, with a bit of displeasure, "I've been eager to leave since I woke up, why?"

Lin Qingzhou didn't expect Han Qi to ask this question, he was stunned and stopped in his tracks.

If it wasn't for completing the mission, he would have always avoided Han Qi.

Currently, the system has not issued a mission, so naturally, the farther away from him the better.

But he can't say that.

Thinking of the original owner's infatuated crush, he could only speak with a bit of resentment, "I thought you wanted me to stay away from you."

Han Qi remembered that he did say that Lin Qingzhou should not come within three feet of him.

He pursed his lips and frowned, as if he wasn't the one who said that, "It's nothing."

Lin Qingzhou just wanted to leave quickly. He was really good at acting in this affectionate drama.

He finished his words sloppily, "I remember everything you said, every word and every sentence."

So, your denial is useless.

After that, he walked quickly to the door of the room.

Those who don't know the inside story will almost think that he fled in a hurry.

who knows...

Whoops, I rely on.

Accidentally stepped on the hem of the robe.

He was crooked at the threshold, his figure staggered, his right foot was sprained under his robe, and he held on to the door frame to stabilize his figure.

Not wanting to be looked down upon by Han Qi again, he endured the severe pain and insisted on not saying a word.

Every step is like stepping on a sharp knife, and it hurts like a heart.

Walking unsteadily through the zigzag corridor, strewn with flower pavilions, he walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

The footsteps are vain.

This scene, in the eyes of Han Qi who didn't know the inside story, completely turned into a heartbroken and heartbroken frustration.

In the flickering shadow of the lamp, Han Qi watched the slender figure gradually drifting away, his eyes fixed, and the undulating mountains and rivers appeared between his brows.

Thoughtful.

Lin Qingzhou walked out of the courtyard until she confirmed that she was out of Han Qi's sight.

Frozen on the back, the scorching gaze that made him unreasonably anxious has disappeared.

Lin Qingzhou couldn't bear it anymore, she grinned her teeth in pain, and gasped continuously.

But he didn't dare to stay longer, so he made a trick and instantly returned to Chengwu Youxin, who was also in Ling Xiaofeng, the courtyard where he lived.

Lingxiao Peak covers a vast area, reaching high into the clouds.

During the day, people's voices are rarely heard, and at night, it is even more silent.

A cold moon hangs in the sky.

The stone lantern in front of the courtyard gate burns lonely and flickers on and off.

The two clumps of green bamboo beside the stone steps have staggered branches and sparse shadows, casting a mottled light and shadow on the gray and white courtyard wall.

The small courtyard door was closed.

Lin Qingzhou limped up the stairs and pushed open the courtyard door.

The flowers and trees in the courtyard are sparse and dark on all sides, which is as different as the cloud and mud from the "Heming Jiugao" where Han Qi lives.

He made a trick, and a cluster of small flames ignited at his fingertips, illuminating a small area around him.

Stepping on the path paved with bluestone, one foot deep and one foot shallow, walked towards the room in the shade room.

giggle!

Intermittent abnormal noises suddenly came from the darkness not far from his side.

He followed the sound and turned around slightly, looking over, it was Wen Tang's room.