The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

"Ah."

The room responded softly and fell into silence.

The candlelight flickered, and the shadow reflected on the wall also swayed twice.

"Why?" Ling Yugeng asked.

He couldn't figure out what caused Chu Shun to have such an idea. In the original plot, the hero has always had a subtle psychology towards the Hehuan Sect, and he never took the initiative to practice double cultivation.

He took the inspirational route of working hard, never leaving his sword, but now, how could he have such a terrible idea?

His eyes stayed on the young man's face, the young man lowered his eyes, half of his face was illuminated by candlelight, and the shaking bed curtain left a shadow on his face. This face was extremely beautiful, with slightly raised phoenix eyes, aloof and coquettish, Vulnerability and perseverance are mixed, and the figure has the unique slenderness of adolescence.

There is a thin layer of sweat on the forehead, and the thin shoulders have a pale and fragile feeling in the night.

The young man's beautiful lips parted slightly, "I want to be with Master..."

Ling Yugeng said coldly, "No."

"Become the same person." After Chu Shun finished speaking, the room fell into deathly silence again.

Ling Yugeng: "..."

Ling Yugeng thinks that his data is polluted, so he thinks it is so dirty every time. He used to be a decent system, when did it become so dirty... When he returns to the system transfer station, maybe he should really consider it. Repair it.

"Master..." Chu Shun raised his head, wanting to say something.

"Cultivating the Tao is cultivating the heart." Ling Yugeng said, "You don't have to follow the same path as me."

The boy said he wanted to be like him.

Ling Yugeng couldn't describe the touch in his heart for a while, and felt a burst of relief.

got rejected.

Chu Shun lowered his head and did not speak. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and said, "Then I will help Master with the medicine."

He got out of bed, turned his back to Ling Yugeng and picked up the medicine on the table, Ling Yugeng didn't even have time to refuse, so he simply didn't refuse, he took off his outer robe and put it aside, untied his obscene clothes.

Chu Shun put the medicine on the bedside, and the man sat on the side of the bed with his back facing him. The gauze wrapped around his broad back was untied, revealing the wounds inside. The cuts were red and very conspicuous.

A man wearing clothes is a different feeling from a man taking off his clothes.

Ling Yugeng looked at the corner of the bed. In the original plot, the ghost also sought revenge from the suzerain of the Acacia Sect, but that should be several years later. The suzerain of the Acacia Sect was recognized because he was wearing his apprentice's soul-absorbing bell. Come out, this time, it should be that he used his natal magic weapon in that brothel, leaving behind his own aura. Speaking of which, the relationship between the master and the apprentice is not simple...

The medicine powder was sprinkled on the wound, Ling Yugeng recovered from his contemplation, his muscles tensed up a bit, and when he heard Chu Shun behind him ask him if he was in pain, Ling Yugeng said dignifiedly that he was fine.

The skin around the wound turned red. Chu Shun took a few glances, then lowered his eyes again, his earlobes were filled with thin red.

Fortunately, Ling Yugeng had his back to him and never saw this scene.

Ling Yugeng asked him to practice the ruthless way.

It's good that he practiced this way in his previous life, he doesn't think it's a coincidence.

Men are always calm.

...God?

In a sense, his appearance is a kind of miracle.

Chu Shun took some time to apply the medicine. After applying the medicine, he wrapped it up for him, stood beside the bed and said, "Then...the disciple is leaving."

Ling Yugeng was arranging his obscene clothes, and he caught a glimpse of him tidying up from the corner of his eyes, and stretched out his hand to put the outer robe on his body.

They have been staying together for the past two days. After experiencing this kind of thing since their cultivation, even if their hearts are strong, they will be somewhat afraid.

"Rest with me today," he said.

Chu Shun stopped cleaning up at once: "Is it okay?"

Ling Yugeng: "Yes."

After all, he won't sleep tonight, and he doesn't need to go to bed, so Ling Yugeng got off the bed, "I'm tired from running around these days, so let's have a good rest tonight."

"Where is Master?"

"I'm not sleepy yet."

Ling Yugeng sat by the bed, bent over to put on his shoes, his long hair fell from his shoulders, he got up, walked to the table and sat down, gave the bed to Chu Shun, took out an ancient book from the storage bag, and sat down. Study it at the table.

There is no handwriting on the ancient book, and the content is clearly a double-cultivation method.

There are quite a lot of books in Zangshu Pavilion. Ling Yugeng also read a few volumes of The Art of Double Cultivation before. Most of them are pictures and texts. He is the suzerain of the Acacia Sect. Even if he doesn’t learn this aspect, he should know a thing or two, so that others will not find him a child in the future. .

I've only seen mosaic chicks.

Late at night, the inn became quiet. Chu Shun lay on the bed, listening to Ling Yugeng's sound of turning the pages of the book, he felt a little tired, and fell asleep. Take it easy, took a sip of water from the teacup, and put it down gently. Suddenly, he paused, put down the book and got up, went to the door and opened the door.

At the door, Bian Miao, who was about to knock on the door, saw the door open.

"division……"

Ling Yugeng raised his hand and said, "Your junior brother is asleep, go out and talk."

"Junior brother is in there?" Bian Miao lowered her voice.

Ling Yugeng: "Yes."

"Master, don't make him too tired..."

The door was closed to block the sound from the outside, and the room was set up with a barrier, so the sound insulation was good. On the bed, Chu Shun opened his eyes, turned over, his eyes were clear, and looked straight at the door.

In the next room, a small ball fell asleep on the bed, the child's hair was still messy, his fair face was nestled on the pillow, Bian Miao was sitting on the edge of the bed, Ling Yugeng was standing at the head of the bed.

He saw the layer of black energy covering the child's body. If he kept letting it go, with the child's physique, he would die in a year or two at most.

"Master also found out." Bian Miao said, "His eyes are too clean, and he can see things that ordinary people can't see. When troubles happened in the village, he always told people that the ancestral hall was an evil spirit, which caused the Toy remembered hated him and cast a curse on him."

Bian Miao couldn't undo the curse.

"Master...is there any way?" She asked.

Ling Yugeng looked at the child's face for a while, wondering if it was somewhat similar to a human child when he was a child, and the stubbornness on the child was somewhat similar to that of Chu Shun.

"Yes." he said.

Bian Miao was looking for Ling Yugeng just because he was a dead horse as a living horse doctor. After hearing his simple answer, he was stunned. Then, he accepted the kindness, got up and saluted, saying: "Thank you, Master."

Bian Miao kept saying that she didn't want to care about the child, but what she did was different.

Ling Yugeng thought, people probably always like duplicity.

This night, after Ling Yugeng went out, it was more than half of the night, and he returned to the room at the dawn of the sky. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure sitting on the bed, and Chu Shun sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated.

He opened the door and came in, but the other party didn't notice.

The candles had already been extinguished, and the books that Ling Yugeng left on the table were still spread out on the table when he went out. He walked over to put the books away, and walked to the bed. As soon as he got to the bed, Chu Shun's closed eyelashes trembled He nodded twice, slowly opened his eyelids, raised his head, his clear eyes met Ling Yugeng who was beside the bed in the dim light.

"When did you get up?" Ling Yugeng asked, his face was paler than last night, there were some bugs in his body and sea of ​​consciousness, and he was not feeling well.

Chu Shun: "Where did Master go?"

Ling Yugeng didn't elaborate: "I went out for something."

He turned to Chu Shun and said: "Your sea of ​​consciousness is damaged, you should take a good rest. You don't have to practice so hard during this time, and haste makes waste."

"The master is not here, the disciple cannot sleep." Chu Shun whispered.

Ling Yugeng: "..."

After a moment of silence, Chu Shun asked, "Did the disciple say something wrong?"

"No." Ling Yugeng sat down against the bedpost, "I have set up an enchantment here, you don't have to be afraid."

The young man stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve silently. Ling Yugeng noticed it and didn't ask him to take it away.

They stayed here for a while, Ling Yugeng and Chu Shun stayed in the room, rarely going out, the child was sick, Bian Miao had to take care of the child, so he seldom left the room.

The matter was over, and two days later, they returned home, Bian Miao finally took the child with him, the child's name was A Huai, his parents were gone, and he had not recovered from a serious illness, so their journey was slower.

It was five days after arriving at the foot of Hehuanzong Mountain.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, the wind was cool, and the streets were bustling with people. When they crossed a street, Ling Yugeng felt that Chu Shun behind him was separated by several people. He stopped and looked back. Chu Shun was already behind. For a long distance.

The young man was thin and bony, and he was bumped by the crowd. His face was dark and his lips were tight. When Ling Yugeng looked back, the tight lip line loosened again, and he gave a smile. After a while, he smiled again. blocked by others.

Chu Shun's vision flashed, and Ling Yugeng was no longer there.

He couldn't help being a little anxious, a man bumped into his shoulder again, he didn't let him go, and bumped back.

"Oh, what are you squeezing?"

Chu Shun looked at the man quietly with black eyes. The man with the sword in his hand should be a swordsman.

The foot of the mountains of the major sects is the closest place to the realm of self-cultivation, so there are monks and ordinary people at the foot of the mountain, mixed together. Fights and fights are common in this kind of street, and you will provoke them if you are not careful. The people who provoked each act cautiously.

Chu Shun's eyes were gloomy, and the man's spine was terrified when he looked at him, and he felt like retreating.

"Sorry." A cold and faint voice came from behind Chu Shun. Chu Shun's wrist was grabbed and pulled back, blocking Chu Shun's body.

The man took advantage of the situation and went down the stairs, waved his hands and said "Forget it", turned around and wanted to leave, but a hand with strong bones clasped his shoulders, making him unable to move.

"You bumped into him just now." Ling Yugeng said.

There was a hint of coercion in the faint eyes, sensitive people have avoided it a little, and this area is not so crowded.

Jianxiu sized up Ling Yugeng for a moment, judged that he was someone not to be messed with, lowered his head and said quickly in a low voice, "My fellow Taoist, I'm really sorry."

"The person you bumped into was him." Ling Yugeng turned sideways, revealing Chu Shun behind him.

In the realm of comprehension, there are not a few people who bully the weak and fear the strong, and most of them are half-hearted. People around who want to watch the show openly and secretly refuse to let them go. The man apologized in a hurry and left in a hurry.

"Thank you, Master, for making the rescue." Chu Shun said.

Ling Yugeng: "Don't get lost again."

"There are too many people, the disciple didn't do it on purpose." Chu Shun touched his right wrist with his left hand.

"I don't mean to blame you." Ling Yugeng said, "I hurt you?"

Chu Shun paused, shook his head, and put his hand down.

Ling Yugeng turned his head, "Let's go."

Chu Shun looked at his dangling black hair, his eyes drooped, and fell on his cuffs. He raised his heels and followed him, stretched out his hand tentatively, and grabbed his sleeves. Ling Yugeng turned his head sideways, and then turned his head back.

Chu Shun's lips curled up.

Halfway there, there was a commotion and bangs on the side. Ling Yugeng looked sideways, and saw an old woman's scooter fell to the ground, surrounded by a circle of people, and a sound came from the inner circle.

"Are you blind? Where are you going?"

Ling Yugeng stopped for a moment, and there were already other monks who stepped forward to fight the injustice.

"Master, let's go." Chu Shun said.

Ling Yugeng glanced at him upon hearing this.

In the past few days, Ling Yugeng had already known Chu Shun's temperament, and he thought it was time-consuming to take a second look at anything that had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that the matter over there was settled, Ling Yugeng lifted his feet and continued to walk forward.

This matter cannot be rushed overnight.

Bian Miao was waiting for them in front, saw Ling Yugeng, and beckoned, holding a child in his arms, "Master, little brother."

The two walked up to her.

"I'm going to grab some medicine, and I'll buy some dried fruit back home. I've been talking about it to Chao Yun for a long time, and there are still some sundries that need to be taken care of..." Bian Miao counted them one by one.

Ling Yugeng: "You just go, we will wait for you in the tea shed in front."

"It's Ah Huai..." The child in Bian Miao's arms fell asleep, lying on her shoulders, her little face was flushed, she glanced at Ling Yugeng, thinking that the master would not help her to hug someone, then looked at it again Chu Shun, who was on the sidelines, looked at the distance without squinting, and felt a headache for a while.

Ling Yugeng: "Give it to me."

Chu Shun, who didn't look sideways, looked at him.

The child moved from Bian Miao's arms to Ling Yugeng's. Ling Yugeng hugged the person in an unskilled posture. The child was a little soft, with a faint smell of medicine, and Bian Miao walked away. Ling Yugeng carried the person forward As he walked towards the tea shed, Chu Shun took a step behind him, looked at A Huai who was lying on his shoulder, and pursed his lips.

There was someone selling sugar figurines on the street, and Ling Yugeng looked at them for a long time. The man raised his head and met Ling Yugeng's eyes, and said with a smile: "Young master, buy a sugar figurine for your children to try."

Ling Yugeng turned his head and saw that Chu Shun was also looking at the candy man's booth, so he walked over, completely unaware that the "own child" the vendor mentioned was the child in his arms.

Chu Shun heard it, and followed him to the stall.

"Can you draw a rabbit?" Ling Yugeng asked.

Being in the world, surrounded by flowers like brocades, no matter which one is new to him.

The other party said: "Of course it can, young master, please wait a moment."

The stall owner was dexterous and skillfully began to draw the sugar painting. Ling Yugeng sketched the shape of a rabbit after seeing the other party a few times. It was lifelike and very cute. The other party handed him the sugar painting. Gave it to Chu Shun and asked him to pay.

Chu Shun pursed his lower lip, took out the copper plate and handed it to the stall owner.

Ling Yugeng held the child in one hand and the sugar painting in the other, hanging in the air for a while.

"Master, the purse—"

"You take it."

Chu Shun: "...OK."

He squeezed the money bag twice, put the money bag on his chest seriously, and stroked it twice.

A hand holding a rabbit in the front handed it over, "Eat it."

"For me?"

"Drink medicine these days, the medicine is bitter, eat some sweet sweets." Ling Yugeng said.

Chu Shun didn't want him to remember this, moved his lips, and took the sugar painting over.

So, the "own child" he mentioned just now was him.

He is not afraid of hardship.He lowered his head and took a bite of the sugar painting, biting off the rabbit's ear, and the sweet taste spread from his lips and teeth.

The two sat down under the tea shed, and the shopkeeper served them tea. Chu Shun sat opposite Ling Yugeng, looked at A Huai in his arms several times, moved his lips several times, but didn't say anything.

The people at the tea table behind them were chatting about recent events in the cultivation world, who's love and hatred with whom in the cultivation world, and Ling Yugeng was listening intently, when he heard the big disciple of a certain sword sect from the Chu family speak loudly again. Brilliant, won the first prize.

He glanced at Chu Shun, who was drinking tea with his head down, showing no expression.

Chu Shun was thinking about how he could let the child come here naturally, and he didn't pay attention to the chatting of the people behind him. When he noticed, they mentioned the Suzerain of Hehuan Sect.

"I heard that the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect has over-cultivated in the past two months, and has hurt the root, so he is staying behind closed doors."

"It is rumored that he has also accepted a beautiful little apprentice."

"Could it be that this little apprentice is too charming?"

"A sin..."

"Shh, keep your voice down, what if you meet someone from the Hehuan Sect and arrest us and send us to Shuangxiu?"

"Ahem..." Ling Yugeng choked on the tea and coughed a few times with his head tilted.

Whenever the world of comprehension talks about the one with the most gossip and the most exciting news, there must be the Acacia Sect, which is already a certainty.

Ling Yugeng's arms lit up, exuding spiritual power. Ling Yugeng looked down, and reached out to get something, but the person in his arms pressed down on his chest, and he looked across to Chu Shun.

"you……"

"Let me get it for you." Chu Shun took a sip of tea and said.

Ling Yugeng held the child's body with his hands and lifted him up. Chu Shun leaned over and touched his chest several times, his face was flushed with heat.

Ling Yugeng felt that this hand was touching through the clothes, which was weird, but he didn't want to use any dirty thoughts to figure out Chu Shun. When he wanted to say that he came by himself, Chu Shun took out a mirror.

This is a magic weapon in the realm of comprehension. Injecting spiritual power can send a message across thousands of miles. Chu Shun connected the message on the opposite side, and the face of Elder Meng of the Hehuan Sect appeared in the mirror.

"Nephew Chu."

Chu Shun called "Elder" politely.

The two chatted for a while, and when Elder Meng wanted to see Ling Yugeng, Chu Shun let it be and said, "Master, give him to me, you are tired after holding him for so long."

Ling Yugeng: "Okay."

Good apprentice.

He handed the child over, Chu Shun hugged him, and gave him the mirror, Ling Yugeng took the mirror, and talked to Elder Meng about the follow-up of the matter, saying that they had already arrived at the foot of Hehuanzong Mountain.

"Are you all right?" the elder asked.

Ling Yugeng: "Yes."

"The suzerain is fine as long as there is nothing to do. In the past few days, we haven't been able to eat well or sleep well..."

"Elder Meng." Ling Yugeng said in a flat voice, "You didn't wipe off the sauce on your mouth."

Over there, Elder Meng paused, and the mirror was completely dark. Elder Meng's face reappeared in the camera, and his mouth was wiped clean. He coughed twice, brought up the topic just now, and told Ling Yugeng and the others to come back early, and then talked with him. Cut off the "video call".

The mirror turned into Ling Yugeng's own face, and he stuffed the mirror into his clothes, "Chu Shun."

"Yes."

"Stay back and heal your injuries, and follow me down the mountain to practice."

"...Experience?"

"Come with me to see the bustling beauty of this world." Ling Yugeng turned his head to look at the street.

He thought about this for a few days. In the plot, there will be no major plots in the next three years. The protagonist will continue to practice, upgrade, grow to a certain stage, and start pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

That being the case, he might as well go to the world with Chu Shun, not only to let him integrate into this world, but also to awaken the compassion in Chu Shun's heart.

As the wind blew by, Chu Shun glanced at the street.

After the previous life, this was a peaceful scene that he rarely saw again.

There is always smoke, dust and blood around him, and when he walks in the world in a black and red robe, others will be scared away by the evil spirit on him.

Chu Shun shook his head, and the white robe flashed in front of him. He smelled a faint fragrance, which seemed to be soaked in the bones of a man, elegant and fresh.

Holding the teapot, Ling Yugeng poured him a cup of tea, withdrew his hand, and invited in a flat voice: "Everything in the world has two sides, good and bad, how about going with me to see it?"

"Why... with me?" Chu Shun asked, "Master, does he treat every disciple with such care?"

"This is the only way I have treated you as a teacher..." Ling Yugeng said, and he was not lying.

Chu Shun couldn't hear the words behind, he looked down at the rippling water in the teacup, his face was reflected in the water.

Ling Yugeng: "The world is beautiful, you shouldn't let the past become a burden on you, this experience is also an opportunity..."

The tea water rippled layer upon layer.

He said that he wanted to see the world with him.

He said, just treat him like this.

It should not have lied to him.

With a crisp "click", the cup in Chu Shun's hand shattered. He raised his eyes to look at Ling Yugeng, and then lowered his eyes dodgingly.

"Listen to Master."

Ling Yugeng: "Your hand..."

"It's okay." Chu Shun said softly.

Seeing him being happy and trying to suppress his happiness, Ling Yugeng couldn't help laughing, he was already so excited just by taking him to practice, but think about it, he was trapped in the Chu family all these years, and he also wanted to see the outside world.

Chu Shun looked up again, and saw Ling Yugeng had a smile on his lips.

Ling Yugeng seldom smiles, and even rarely expresses his face on weekdays. He often has a sullen face, with an air that can only be seen from a distance but not played with, which makes people want to destroy his neatness.

And at this moment, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Like a spring breeze blowing, stones fall into a calm lake, creating ripples.

Smile, it's so pretty.