After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

Winter goes to spring, the permafrost breaks open, light rain patters, spring thunder faints, and everything revives.

The spring is getting warmer, and the crabapple, lily of the valley, michelia, etc. in the garden are in full bloom, and the trees are full of flowers, in full bloom.At the same time, the strong aroma seemed to cover the sky and cover the earth.

After Lin Qingzhou didn't step out of the room for many days, Ji Ran ordered without hesitation that all the flower pavilions in the garden should be eradicated, no matter whether they were rare or not, and all of them would be replaced with evergreen flowerless green plants.

But within a day, those lingering aromas disappeared without a trace.

Lin Qingzhou stepped out of the door and walked to the garden. He couldn't help being shocked by the scene in front of him, and the soft place in his heart was deeply touched.

Although the stupid apprentice has poor aptitude and failed to draw qi into his body after a year of cultivation, he has always treated him as a master with justifiable sincerity.

Last year, Ji Ran spent a lot of money to forge a long sword for Lin Qingzhou at the swordsmith Zhu Yongzi. After a lot of tempering, he finally forged it.

Zhu Yongzi sent a Taoist boy to send a letter, telling Ji Ran that he could go to the place where he made the sword, Chunling Mountain, three hundred miles away, to get the sword.

Three hundred miles, whether it is long or not, is not short.

If it is a good horse with fast feet, it can go back and forth in half a day.

There are many good horses in Ji Ran's house, in order to surprise Lin Qingzhou, he personally delivered the sword to him.Without telling Lin Qingzhou, he took two martial arts guards, rode a fast horse, and went to Chunling Mountain to get the sword himself.

In the morning, Lin Qingzhou flipped through half of "Miscellaneous Notes of Surabaya" in Ji Ran's study, sat in meditation on a high rockery in the garden for several hours, and then practiced several sets of swordsmanship in front of the room.

During this period, Ji Ran was not seen wandering back and forth, not even half a person.

According to the past, Ji Ran wished he could stick to Lin Qingzhou for twelve hours a day, pestering him to see his sword skills, begging him to tell about his previous experience of practicing immortal arts, and asking some ridiculous questions.

Today is uncharacteristically.

When Lin Qingzhou was in the early days, no one disturbed her when she was doing things, her ears were rare and quiet, and she even felt a little bit of joy in her heart.

However, until noon, Ji Ran was still nowhere to be seen.

Lin Qingzhou gradually became unaccustomed to it. After all, Ji Ran has been circling around him like this for more than a year.

He thought, probably Ji Ran has urgent political affairs to deal with, so he can't get away for a while.

Although Ji Ran is an idle little prince who can do nothing but eat, drink and play every day, it is a miracle that his title has not been taken so far.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingzhou continued to practice sword meditation, read books and practice mantras as usual in the afternoon.

Even if there is no existential crisis now, there is no guarantee that there will be no crisis in the future.

He has never slack off in cultivating the Tao.

However, until Hai hour in the evening, the burning room was pitch black, and he still hadn't returned.

Lin Qingzhou, who had been acting as if nothing had happened all day, finally couldn't sit still.

He walked down the stone steps in front of the burning house, and happened to see not far away, beside the green rattan trellis in the garden, a young man named Liu Jian was ordering several servants to plant new Podocarpus pines.

In the past, Liu Jian always stayed by Ji Ran's side every step of the way.

Lin Qingzhou had an ominous premonition in her heart, so she called Liu Jian and asked about Ji Ran's whereabouts.

As a servant, he should have kept his mouth shut about his master's whereabouts.

But Ji Ran has not returned for a long time, so there may be accidents.

In addition, Liu Jian also knew that Lin Qingzhou held an unusual position in the heart of the little prince.

At that moment, Liu Jian knew everything, and told Lin Qingzhou about Ji Ran Qingyijian taking the sword from three hundred miles away.

Chunling Mountain, which is three hundred miles away, even if the horse's legs and feet are not fast, it should have returned early.

Thinking about it, the city of Surabaya has not been very peaceful in recent days.

On the outskirts of the city, a village woman washing clothes by the stream found the corpses of two men on the bank. They died tragically, their bodies were shriveled like sticks, and their true essence had been squeezed out.

Recently, it seems that there are vicious and vicious evil spirits operating in the area of ​​Surabaya City.

Lin Qingzhou felt a little worried, and hurriedly thanked Liu Jian.

Then he stopped talking, walked to the courtyard, threw the long sword in the air, jumped up, and took the wind to ride the sword and head towards Chunling Mountain.

Liu Jian and the others, who had never seen this battle before, looked up at Lin Qingzhou's figure floating away in the night sky, and were stunned.

In the past, because the little prince had made no progress in cultivating Taoism for more than a year, and he didn't even have a trace of immortality, they secretly scolded Lin Qingzhou as a "magic stick" who was bluffing and deceiving.

Not only does she have no possessions, she only knows how to eat and drink, and she also uses her beauty to dazzle the little prince.

On the surface, they all respect Lin Qingzhou, but secretly they are very contemptuous.

Now, they couldn't help being dumbfounded for a while.

From now on, no one dares to chew their tongues.

But here, although spring is here, the cold wind at night is still slightly chilly.

In the cold wind, Lin Qingzhou changed the spell between her fingers several times, and every time she changed, the speed of the sword under her step accelerated a little.

Half an hour later, Lin Qingzhou arrived at Chunling Mountain.

Zhuyongzi's Chunling Villa is built on the hillside, halfway up the mountain.

At this time, looking around, there are black and rolling mountains, only halfway up the mountain, there are dots of lights.

Lin Qingzhou descended with a sword, landed in front of the villa, collected the sword, and stepped forward to call for the door.

Chunling Mountain Villa is very magnificently built. From a distance, it is a stretch of white walls and gray tiles. Walking up the stone steps of the gate, the vermilion lacquered gate is three feet high.

In front of the gate, two hanging lanterns swayed gently in the night wind, and the candles flickered.

A faint cold air rippled towards the surroundings faintly and faintly.

The sound of Lin Qingzhou tapping the copper ring on the door was very abrupt and loud in the empty night.

After a while, the vermilion lacquered door opened with a creak, and a small round head poked out.

He is a little boy with a bun and a little red between his brows.

His eyes were dull, and he said slowly to Lin Qingzhou, "Who are you? What's the matter?"

One word at a time, as if spitting it out with difficulty.

Lin Qingzhou frowned slightly, and asked, "Is a guest named Ji Ran here? He came here this morning to get his sword."

The boy with a stiff face remained motionless and did not speak for a long while.

Lin Qingzhou wondered if he didn't understand, and was planning to repeat it.

But suddenly, as if he had just reacted, he said in a flat voice without any ups and downs, "Yes, please wait a moment."

This situation is exactly the same as the broken computer that was always stuck when he was drawing design drawings. No matter what data is input, the output information is as rough and difficult as a sow climbing a tree.

After telling the fairy tale, the head behind the door was retracted.

The heavy door in front of him creaked again and slowly closed.

This place is full of weirdness, it is not suitable to stay for a long time, Lin Qingzhou can't wait to leave early with a plan.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Lin Qingzhou's patience was exhausted every minute and every second, and there was not much left before the boy who sent the message appeared.

Holding a jade pendant in his hand as a token of message, he said, "He asked you to go back first, and he wants to stay here."

Lin Qingzhou took the jade pendant and looked at it carefully. It was indeed something that was planned to burn.

He pondered for a moment, put the jade pendant into his sleeve, and said softly, "Thank you, then I'll be leaving now."

Lin Qingzhou stepped down the stone steps and stepped onto the luxuriant forested road leading down the mountain, but the sound of closing the door behind him did not sound for a long time.

Until his figure came to a corner, the figure disappeared into the thick black tree shadows.

The door that looked like a bloody mouth was slowly closing just now.

Hearing the sound, Lin Qingzhou couldn't help but jump up with a long sword in his hand, stepping on the branches with his toes, and quietly passed through the woods, crossed the high wall of Daiwa, and swept into Chunling Mountain Villa like a ray of black night wind. .

Chunling Mountain Villa is surrounded by mountains and rivers. After sneaking into the villa, you can faintly hear the sound of Dingdong Mountain Spring.The continuous roof tiles follow the inclination of the mountains and are arranged in a staggered manner.

Lin Qingzhou flew over the eaves and walls all the way in the night, only to see that the quietness inside the villa is different from that outside the villa.

The outside of Chunling Mountain Villa looks desolate and quiet, but in reality all sounds are isolated in the villa.

In the house, the lights are lit, the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard endlessly, and there are walking figures inside and outside the house, holding cups and lamps, talking and laughing, it is extremely lively.

Lin Qingzhou floated down from the eaves, hiding behind a cluster of bushes, and fell into another weird and strange world as if in an instant.

It can be seen that in the pavilions and waterside pavilions, on the bluestone paths, beside the shadows of flowers and trees, there are tables and tables on display everywhere, with exquisite pastries and fine wines placed on them.

Except for the beautiful maids who come and go to serve wine, and the servants who help drunk guests, the rest are young men with above-average appearance.

Some are monks with cultivation bases, and some are just ordinary people with no spiritual power.

Or chat in twos and twos, talk high-spirited, or drink unconscious, and collapse in Meiji's arms, or hold a stone lamp with your hand, vomit until the sky is dark, and after spitting your mouth, you continue to drink freely.

Everyone looked dizzy, their smiles were blurred, and they didn't know their way back when they were intoxicated.

As soon as the breeze blows, a faint and strange fragrance suddenly floats in the sluggish air.

Lin Qingzhou accidentally inhaled a little bit, his head was light for a moment, and his consciousness was a little hazy.

He quickly made a formula and recited the "Qing Xin Jue" several times before dispelling the weird feeling.

He walked out from the shadow of the tree, holding his voice and holding his breath, and made a tactic to block out the intoxicating fragrance, pretending to be one of the crowd, and glanced around, but he couldn't see Ji Ran.

Chunling Mountain Villa occupies a vast area, and there are people addicted to banquets everywhere.

Lin Qingzhou searched around the pavilions, waterside pavilions, houses and terraces of the villa, but did not find Ji Ran.

There was only one place left to be found, and that was the most brightly lit temple in the middle of the villa.

From the outside, one can vaguely hear the noise coming from the house, which is even more noisy than other places.

There were people coming and going at the door from time to time, Lin Qingzhou walked into the hall calmly.

There was a scene of singing and dancing in the hall, and a handsome young man sat on the main seat, looking at everyone in the hall with a deep smile, as if enjoying the lively and noisy atmosphere very much.

There are several tables on both sides of the hall, and people shuttle back and forth holding on to wine glasses, and in the middle of the hall are dancing singers.

Lin Qingzhou glanced around in the hall full of smog and chaos, and found Ji Ran on a table in the corner.

He was holding the wine glass with one hand and holding the wine glass with the other, drinking non-stop, his cheeks were flushed, and he was in a state of drunkenness.

Lin Qingzhou walked through the crowd, walked to his side, knelt down and called softly: "Apprentice."

Ji Ran stopped holding the wine glass for a moment, looked at him in a daze, and said with his tongue out, "Who are you?"

Then he continued drinking from cup to cup.

Lin Qingzhou couldn't help frowning.

The stupid apprentice turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, this is a trick of deception.

Lin Qingzhou raised her eyes and looked at the person on the main seat, the host of the banquet.

He was lying on the high seat with his head supported on one hand, and people kept toasting and complimenting him.

And for this feeling of being surrounded by stars, his expression is lazy and contented, which is very useful.

This person is definitely not Zhu Yongzi, a master swordsmith.

Lin Qingzhou looked at the forms of other people in the hall, and suddenly, he knew what he was.

See Suge records.

Mingque King.

He is very fond of holding banquets and having fun, which attracts everyone's attention.

But there is no banquet in the world that will never end, and in order to keep the banquet alive, it has been held day and night.He used the technique of deception to make people lose all their memories for a short time, indulge in the banquet, and forget to go back.

In the whole villa, the so-called guests are just people who have been deceived by him and brought here by various means.It is said to be a guest, but it is actually a prop to play with him and satisfy his vanity.

There is a strange fragrance that confuses the mind everywhere here, Lin Qingzhou squeezed a talisman, and cast a spell on Ji Ran to awaken the mind.

His thoughts came to him instantly, and he looked at Lin Qingzhou blankly, "Master, where is this?"

"Go out and talk." Lin Qingzhou mentioned the stupid apprentice, dropped a sentence, and walked out.

The stupid apprentice struggled, picked up a long sword thrown on the desk, and followed Lin Qingzhou.

Clinker, just as Lin Qingzhou's foot touched the threshold, an extremely lazy voice came from the high seat, "You want to take my guest away like this?"

The hall fell into a moment of silence, and even people outside the hall looked over, followed the gaze of the man on the high seat, and then looked at Lin Qingzhou.

Lin Qingzhou paused without looking back, then pretended not to hear, and walked out without stopping.

Suddenly, King Mingque turned into a feather-like cyan light and flashed from behind Lin Qingzhou to the front, and stretched out a folding fan to block his front.

He was originally murderous, but when he saw Lin Qingzhou's appearance, his eyes lit up, "I'm talking to you."

Lin Qingzhou said lightly, "Forcing guests to stay is not the way to treat guests."

He was talking on the face, but the hands in the sleeves silently clenched the talisman, pinching the spell to expel the curse.

Then, unexpectedly, he flipped his wrist, and a beam of blue light shot out from the sleeve, turning into a streak of light, and scattered on the dancers in the hall.

In an instant, those dancers with slender waists and unparalleled beauty turned into thick black snakes spewing snake letters, writhing their black scaled bodies wantonly in the hall.

The sudden change was only in the blink of an eye. The guests who were addicted to the banquet, seeing this scene, were instantly shocked and petrified.

King Mingque frowned, and closed the folding fan with a snap, and those black snakes turned into dancers again immediately.

He waved his long sleeve again, and the fragrance in the hall became even stronger.

The crowd who had just been frightened into a mess stopped their movements for a moment, their eyes were confused for a moment, and then they continued to push and change glasses as if nothing had happened.

They were erased from their memory just now.

But Ji Ran was quite frightened, seeing those people still drinking and having fun in the snake pile, even hugging a snake and kissing endlessly, he was even more horrified.

He was so frightened that his legs trembled, he rushed to Lin Qingzhou, drew his sword out of its sheath, looked warily at Mingque King who was holding a folding fan, and said bravely, "Master, I will protect you."

Lin Qingzhou tore him away, threw him aside, lifted his chin slightly, and said to King Mingque, "It's more open outside."

Seeing the disrupted banquet, Mingque King had a sneer on his face, "Then, please enlighten me."

The two fought like this.

One person used a sword, the other a fan, and the two figures rose and fell one after another on the roof tiles, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.

It was the first time that Ji Ran saw Lin Qingzhou using sword moves to fight against others, so he couldn't help looking up and staring blankly for a moment.

Lin Qingzhou is dressed in light blue today, and her elegant and uncluttered figure is like a cloud floating in the sky.

The usual slightly cold face, the sword rises and falls, adds a sense of immortality, non-human abstinence.

The people who were still feasting in the villa didn't feel strange, at first they thought it was a sword dance performance, and some people even clapped their hands and applauded.

Until, while Lin Qingzhou made moves, he activated the spells, turning all the deceptive illusions in the villa into their original forms one by one.

The cakes placed on the table turned into crawling crickets, locusts, and termites, the wine in the wine cups turned into muddy water, and Maggie turned into wild pheasants, pangolins, partridges, wild foxes, etc. one by one.

Even the boy who led the way turned into a boar running around in an instant.

The villa instantly turned into a pot of porridge, and everyone who was indulging in the banquet woke up and left in a panic in a panic.

Mingque King hurriedly made a remedy, and while fighting, he used illusion to restore the things in the villa to their original state.

But destruction is always easier than restoration.

Seeing that there were very few guests left in the villa, he was furious, and he no longer cared about the mess in the villa, but only devoted himself to dealing with Lin Qingzhou.

The two swords and fans struck each other, all the way from Chunling Mountain Villa to the top of Chunling.

Ji Ran found his own horse, got on the horse, and galloped all the way to the top of the mountain.

There had never been such a moment when he hated himself so much for his incompetence, for not being able to share Master's worries.

There is a cliff on the top of Chunling Mountain, and a stream at the bottom of the cliff.

When Ji Ran reached the top of Chunling Mountain, Lin Qingzhou and Lin Qingzhou were fighting in full swing on the edge of the cliff.

King Mingque is a demon cultivator, and his cultivation level is comparable to that of Lin Qingzhou.

Seeing Ji Ran coming here, he instantly caught a weakness of Lin Qingzhou.

With a wave of his folding fan, a strong evil wind hit Ji Ran, the horse was overturned directly to the ground, Ji Ran immediately fell from the horse's back, and the sword in his hand was also thrown to the side of the cliff, dangerously In danger of being dropped.

Ji Ran got up and ran to pick up the sword.

Unexpectedly, the Mingque King suddenly became vicious, and he fought Lin Qingzhou fiercely, and he didn't forget to make a fan to Ji Ran again.

Ji Ranfang picked up the sword, a white light slashed down, only to see that the place where his feet were standing was cracked inch by inch.

Before he had time to run, the soles of his feet were suspended in the air, and his body fell back towards the bottom of the cliff.

The cliff was cold and misty, Ji Ran looked at the darkness around him, his body fell rapidly, thinking sadly in his heart, today he probably wants to give his life here.

He closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

But waiting for a slender and strong hand

grabbed his collar.

Although like many times before, it was as rough as carrying something.

But at this moment, Ji Ran was so excited that his eyes turned red instantly.

Lin Qingzhou concentrated strength in his palm, mobilized his spiritual power, gritted his teeth and pulled Ji Ran to the front of him, standing in front of him.

"Don't die!" Lin Qingzhou reprimanded in a low voice.

This is to blame him for not picking up the sword.

Ji Ran felt a little wronged, and murmured, "This is the sword I want to give to Master."

Lin Qingzhou was angry and moved, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and finally all the words were turned into one sentence, "Look at the sword in your hand."

Ji Ran looked down, only to see that he was only holding a dead branch in his hand, how could he have a long sword.

"How is this going?"

Lin Qingzhou's tone was helpless, "Zhu Yongzi has probably been killed, and the evil dove has taken over the magpie's nest."

For a long while, Lin Qingzhou didn't hear what he said, thinking that he was reflecting.

Unexpectedly, he leaned forward and almost fell headlong.

Fortunately, Lin Qingzhou shot in time and grabbed him with one hand.

It was the first time for Ji Ran to stand on the flying sword, looking at the darkness under his feet, he couldn't help being dizzy for a while, his legs trembled, he had been trying to hold on all the time, and now he finally couldn't hold on.

Have you ever seen a sword repairer who is afraid of heights?

If the aptitude of burning spiritual roots is not good, the road of spiritual cultivation is tantamount to being blocked.

But Lin Qingzhou thought, hard work can make up for one's weakness, and sword repairers have slightly lower requirements for aptitude, so maybe he can get through.

However, this path seems

Ji Ran stood on the sword, his heart fluttered, and he didn't want to cover his eyes to appear cowardly, so he simply turned around and stood face to face with Lin Qingzhou.

Under the light of the moon, one could faintly see the person in front of him clenching his fingers, his blue hair fluttering, his face as white as jade was calm and cold.

The light blue robe was rolled up in an arc like flowing water.

A pair of eyes looked at him with a bit of warmth.

"Master, looking at you like this, I'm not afraid of anything." Ji Ran said.

Before Lin Qingzhou answered, suddenly, a voice came from the top of the cliff, it was the King Mingque.

"It's really a master-student relationship, and I'm envious of others."

"I remember you, there will be a period later."

The previous sentence, with a mocking tone.

The latter sentence is to Lin Qingzhou.

Lin Qingzhou couldn't help but frown.

"Who is he?" Ji Ran asked.

"I like the male peacock with its tail open." Lin Qingzhou replied.

"Why do you want to practice Taoism?"

After returning to Sishui City, Lin Qingzhou walked to the door of Ji Ran's room, and when he parted from him, he asked such a sentence.

"In the beginning, I practiced Taoism so that I could see my mother, but now I practice Taoism to be like Master." Ji Ran looked at Lin Qingzhou, and said without blinking his eyes.

"To see your mother?" Lin Qingzhou was surprised.

"Well, don't people who practice Taoism have great supernatural powers, and the highest ones can even become immortals. I want to see my mother again." Ji Ran lowered his voice and lowered his eyes slightly, looking a little sad.

"You seem to have misunderstood Taoism. People who cultivate Taoism are not omnipotent." Lin Qingzhou paused at this point, brewed for a moment, poked his heart and liver, but said in one sentence, "You are not suitable Cultivate the Tao."

Ji Ran nodded, lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and whispered softly, "I know."

At this moment, Lin Qingzhou felt like a sinner.

Back in the room, Lin Qingzhou tossed and turned and did not fall asleep, closing her eyes and thinking about Ji Ran's lost look when she was parting.

This can't help but remind him that when Lu Hao's mother died in high school, the two of them sat together and smoked cigarettes all night without talking.In the morning of the second day, Lu Hao looked at him with red eyes and said, she is gone

Does Ji Ran want to see his mother again?

Lin Qingzhou finished reading overnight, and Ji Ran followed the list of books he gave, all the Taoist books he bought in Xianshi recently.

When the lamp oil was exhausted and the sky was bright, I finally got something.

Yin and Yang mirror.

Although it is a secret technique, the method sounds very insidious and undecent, but why not?

As long as it doesn't hurt the nature and the reason, the so-called right way or wrong way has never been Lin Qingzhou's code of conduct.

When Lin Qingzhou conveyed the matter to Ji Ran, he was very happy, and immediately sent someone to inquire about Yin Yang Jing.

It's almost like someone handed you a pillow when you want to sleep.

Within two days, the people sent out found out that rumors had flowed out of the dark market, and there seemed to be the whereabouts of the yin and yang mirror recently.

Lin Qingzhou and Ji Ran headed towards the dark market of Surabaya City in a luxurious carriage according to the news they had inquired about.

"Don't you have eyes when you walk!"

Suddenly, there was a soft shout from the coachman outside the carriage.

Lin Qingzhou frowned, and in the film and television drama, the scene of the vicious house slaves in the rich man's mansion bullying the common people at the bottom appeared in his mind.

It was sunny after the rain, but there was still a lot of water on the streets.

With a long sword on his back, Wen Tang walked very fast, with a faint smile on his face.

According to the prompt of Sword Spirit, the destination is not far away.

As he knew, he had just turned a corner when a luxuriously decorated carriage drove towards him.

Caught off guard, he almost ran into it.

There was a lot of water on the street, and the muddy water splashed by the horse's hoof stepped into the puddle, and it fell on his robe feet.

"Don't you have eyes when you walk!"

The coachman blew his nose and stared, and asked him a vicious question.

He was about to talk back and say something.

A corner of the carriage curtain was raised, and a voice came from inside the carriage.

"what happened?"