Predecessors all over the world

"Liansheng, I don't like you like this the most. You are not me. How do you know that I don't have time to miss you?" Yin Miaomiao said, hanging something in front of his eyes, "What do you think this is?"

Revlon took a look and found that it was not a precious thing, just a piece of amber tied with a red string. But he loved it so much that he remembered to bring something for him on the way. Even a broken stone is precious, but he said: "Hey, go

I went to the famous Jade Secret Realm and brought me a stone. Could it be that you picked it up on the road?"

"If you don't know the goods, amber is not valuable. It's just a novelty." Yin Miaomiao shook the red string on her fingertips and said, "This red string is on my natal magic weapon. I begged the master to cut off a section of it."

The natal red thread she is using now is made from Chilong's peeled skin and extremely tough silk. With her own cultivation level, she can cut it continuously. It was troublesome for Ren Wuwei to cut off a small section and string it together to create the amber beauty.

Yixiao: "How about it, just don't forget it."

"Han Han." Lu Hua glanced at her, but tied the amber directly on her wrist.

Yin Miaomiao put her head on his shoulder: "Now you believe it."

Revlon turned his head and kissed her eyebrows: "I don't believe you, let me try it on you."

"Try me for what?"

"Try to see if you can eat it secretly." His kiss fell on her neck.

Yin Miaomiao was very happy to accept his temptation and expressed her innocence in a positive attitude.

After some discussion, Revlon was finally satisfied and joked: "It seems like life in the secret realm is not easy."

Yin Miaomiao lazily nestled in the soft quilt, not wanting to lift her lips, and said "hmm" with her nose. A small goodbye was better than a wedding, and it really cost her half her life.

Seeing her like this, Revlon couldn't bully her anymore and pressed her cheek affectionately: "Is this road dangerous?"

Yin Miaomiao thought for a moment: "It's okay." The group in the Suyu Secret Realm and the Xugu Sect were purely a trial, and she was not alone in the battle with the evil dragon. Although she suffered some skin injuries, it was not dangerous in general.

Yin Miaomiao said it was not dangerous, but Revlon didn't believe it. If he said it was okay, it must mean it was really nothing serious: "Have you been injured?"

"It's just a skin injury." Yin Miaomiao didn't care. The painkiller lotion was more useful than painkillers. She didn't suffer any pain after drinking it. She was much happier than when she was trapped under the magma in Mozhou.

Revlon felt a little relieved, and after thinking about it again, she became sad again: What's the point of asking this? He couldn't go with her, walk with her through thick and thin, and there was nothing he could do to help her, so he just said a few words of concern.

It's of no use at all.

What's more, even if she was really injured and in trouble, she wouldn't tell him. In the final analysis, he couldn't do anything to help, and he only had a skin... Thinking of this, he sighed deeply.

"Why are you sighing?" She smiled, "It's your concern again. When will you tell me?"

He said: "Since it's something on my mind, why would I tell you?"

"I can't do it?"

"It can't be done."

She thought for a while: "Is it because of my amnesia?"

Amnesia? Revlon was stunned for a moment before he felt sorry for it. He suddenly realized that he had forgotten this incident for a long time. He was still worried about it when they first met again. Now they get along with each other just as they did in the past. He slowly stopped thinking about it. At first glance

When she mentioned it, she felt like she was from another world.

He didn't answer for a long time, and Yin Miaomiao thought she was right: "Can you tell me about the first time we met? I want to hear it."

First time meeting? Revlon couldn't help but smile on his lips.

That day, there was a drizzle in Yunguang City, which was not a suitable day to go out. He had just moved to Chenxiang Pavilion and was waiting for his first guest.

Very early on, as early as the day he knew his fate, he had been thinking about what the first guest would be like: a man or a woman, vulgar or elegant, gentle or violent... The first fantasy was always

It was wonderful. Later, after watching more murders, I realized that the child's imagination was too naive.

The people in Yuanlou are for sale. How many dead people are not carried out from Dinglou? They were all killed. In a place like this, the people who are most valued are not the most beautiful and the most capable, but the most beautiful ones.

The one with the best physique.

What the monk cares most about is cultivation and immortality. Beauty is just an accessory. With his appearance, even if he can win some love, he will soon be rejected because he can only take it a few times. Besides, being taken tonic

The person behind him looks haggard, and maybe in just one night, he will lose even the last bit of his beauty.

During the Zhencui Festival, he told Yin Miaomiao that the epiphyllum only blooms for a moment, and the same is true for some lives. This was not a sentiment, but a reflection of his true feelings in the past.

As the day for the listing got closer, he became more and more afraid, afraid of being teased as a plaything, afraid of being exploited until death, and afraid of offending the guests and making his death in vain.

In panic, she brought the golden lotus to Chenxiang Pavilion to look for him.

The drizzle was falling, and through the window lattice, he saw the person coming from the cloister. She was a young female nun with black hair and a white dress. She had a smile on her lips and seemed to have a good temper. He felt inexplicably relieved.

After saying a few words, I was sure that I was lucky. The other person was very good-tempered. I listened to him playing the piano and watched him make tea. I gave him enough time to mentally build up. When I hugged him, I hugged his shoulders.

, putting her head on his shoulder, like an ordinary girl holding her lover.

Before Yan Hao, she and he pillowed together on the mountain pillow, looking at each other. There were little sparks in the tent, like fireflies on a summer night.

She said: "Close your eyes."

He closed his eyes in obedience and received a kiss on his eyes. She asked: "Do you like me? Are you willing?"

"Yeah." He responded softly, feeling very sweet in his heart.

Half asleep, she asked: "What's your name? Your real name."

"Liansheng." he said.

"It sounds good, I like it." When she said this, her eyes were filled with gurgling spring water, sparkling and especially gentle.

He has never forgotten this look again, nor can he forget this night - there is no horror as imagined, no fear, only tenderness and joy.

Early the next morning, he thought she would leave and helped her get dressed. He wanted to keep her but didn't dare, so he had to smile and say nothing. Who knew she wouldn't leave, so he led him to the street: "I haven't been here for a long time. I want to stay with you."

Can I just take a walk, okay?"

Before the listing, their movements were restricted. The few times they went out, they were always out to accompany guests. They had never wandered around Yunguang City like ordinary people.

In this way, the two of them went to Mixin Pavilion to buy cakes, went to a teahouse to drink tea, and went on a boat to watch the stars. He accompanied her, always feeling that she was not traveling with a prostitute, but on a date with her sweetheart.

This must be an illusion, but it does not prevent him from being happy.

"The boat floated back and forth along the current, the stars were very bright, and then you fell asleep against me." Revlon turned her head and curled her lips, "Then I thought about it and felt something was wrong. How could you just fall asleep outside?

It must be pretending."

Yin Miaomiao pretended to be surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

"Forget it, I was too shallow at that time and I deserved to be deceived by you." He pulled the brocade quilt and hugged her sideways, "The story is over, let's go to bed."

Yin Miaomiao blinked: "Liansheng."

"Um?"

"It's okay." She closed her eyes and decided to take him shopping tomorrow to watch the stars.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, which was a good weather for going out on the streets.

Yin Miaomiao took Revlon to the street and said, "I'll take you to a fun place today."

"A fun place?" Revlon looked strange.

"Well, I'm sure you haven't been there."

When she said this, he became interested and followed her all the way around, and finally entered a teahouse.

"Is there anything interesting in the teahouse?"

"Here." Yin Miaomiao waved to him, lifted the curtain of a box and went in.

Revlon followed in and found that there was actually a cave in this private room. It was an indoor market, and all the vendors setting up stalls were monks.

Different from the rows of shops outside, the stalls here are arranged in a mess, as if they can just throw a mat to set up a stall as long as there is space. The space for people to walk is very small, the sound is noisy, and the small private room is extremely noisy.

"What is this place?" Revlon has lived in Yunguang City for so many years and has never been here before.

Yin Miaomiao held his arm and looked around with interest: "The market, every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, people come here to buy and exchange things. See if there is anything you are interested in. Let's exchange and have fun."

Revlon became interested and started to choose carefully. Wherever he walked, men and women could not help but focus on him. As soon as he stopped, the stall owner took the initiative to ask: "Which one do you like?"

price negotiable."

"This." Revlon pointed to the faint spiritual grass next to it, "How to sell it?"

The stall owner was a middle-aged monk. Although he was a little moved when he saw the beauty, business was business, not to mention that Revlon was a man, so he hesitated and made a price: "A foundation-building pill."

"Oh, thank you for opening your mouth." A female cultivator next to me said, "Red Spirit Grass is just the main ingredient of the Rejuvenation Pill. You are only a few years old. How can you get a Foundation Establishment Pill?"

The middle-aged monk was dissatisfied: "This red spirit grass is not ordinary. I found it next to the remains of a monster beast. It must be valuable."

"Maybe it's a coincidence." The female cultivator next to her sneered, but said nothing.

Yin Miaomiao watched for a while and asked curiously: "What do you want this red spirit grass for?"

"There are few suitable flowers in bonsai. I think this flower is small and suitable for use as a foil." Revlon asked, "Is it expensive?"

Yin Miaomiao nodded.

He smiled: "Forget it, I'll take a look again."

"It's rare that you like it." Yin Miaomiao pulled his sleeve and bargained with the stall owner, "If the Foundation Building Pill is not available, do you want the Peiyuan Pill?"

As the name suggests, Peiyuan Dan is one of the essential elixirs for building foundations. The monk thought about it and thought that it might be difficult to avoid such a fool who spends a lot of money just to make a beauty smile, so he decisively agreed: "

Fine."

Yin Miaomiao exchanged the Peiyuan Pill for the Red Spirit Grass.

As soon as they finished the transaction, they heard someone chuckle, and Jiang Li stuck his head out and waved to them from several stalls apart.

"Why is Senior Brother Jiang here?" Yin Miaomiao was surprised.

Jiang Li raised his chin and motioned for her to look at the spiritual grass and animal skins on his stall: "Let's set up a stall. I collected a lot of spiritual grass in the secret realm. Do you want to trade with me?" After a pause, he lowered his voice again.

, "You have a sharp eye, you will make a lot of money this time."

Yin Miaomiao was stunned for a moment before she realized: "Isn't that the Red Spirit Grass?"

"This is blood coagulation grass." Jiang Li said quietly.

Yin Miaomiao: "..." Blood coagulation grass is the main medicine of the Blood Resurrection Pill, and the Blood Resurrection Pill is a top-grade red medicine. If you are about to die, just take one to keep your spirits up. The market price is expensive. It was sold during the Zhencui Festival.

The price is terrible.

Jiang Li added: "But this is a young plant. People who are not particularly familiar with it may not recognize it. You are very lucky. In a few months, its leaves will branch, and then you will be able to tell that it is not a red spirit grass. Tsk.

,The eyes are too sharp, how did you recognize them?"

The last sentence asked about Revlon, but he just asked in confusion: "What is blood clotting grass?"

Jiang Li: "Well...it seems you are lucky."

"It sounds like you can't grow flowers for me." Revlon sighed softly and said to Yin Miaomiao, "You can't default on your debt and I'll pick something else."

As he said that, he knelt down and looked through the spiritual herbs that Jiang Li used to exchange. He only looked at them for a long time and said, "None of them are good-looking."

Jiang Li: "...These spiritual herbs of mine are very expensive."

"I just want to grow flowers. Who cares whether they are precious or not? What matters is whether they are appropriate or not." Revlon said to Yin Miaomiao, "Take me over there to see."

Yin Miaomiao followed him: "Okay, go over there." Then she waved to Jiang Li, "Let's take a step first."

Jiang Li sighed: "Beauty can mislead people."

The two of them have gone far away.

The author has something to say: Alas, Liansheng has an exquisite mind. If he can practice, he will not be trapped by love, but he can't. In his life, he cannot practice and does not need to work hard for survival. The meaning of existence is to serve with sex.

When people have no other way to go, they care more about relationships. Just like full-time housewives, they are more likely to worry about gains and losses and are a bit "competitive" when they revolve around one person. But it is understandable that he has nothing but insignificance.

It's sad to think about it. Liansheng has no control over his life, life or death. The only freedom is to choose the person he likes, but... Miaomiao is his everything, but he will not be Miaomiao's everything, unequal love

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See you tomorrow~