Before the two of them returned to their room, Sang Luojiu happened to hold the wash water and was about to go out to splash it. When he saw the two, he greeted him gently, "Ruyi layman, teacher..."

He raised his eyes and saw the same color rouge on Feng Rugu's lips and Ruyi's forehead, and he kept silent for a moment: "Father, you are back."

Feng Rugu didn't know the mystery on his lips, so he threw peach into Sang Luojiu's arms: "I brought it to Fuchun. I'll eat it and go to bed early."

Sang Luojiu accepted it, responded verbally, and then quickly closed the door with Taozi, forgetting to splash water.

Feng Rugu didn't know the reason and laughed and scolded the "little madman".

As soon as Ru knew why, he was unable to determine whether he should step into the same room with Feng Ruju, so he nodded slightly to Feng Ruju and walked around the Haijing room.

Hai Jing was in a state of energy and said that he had slept for an afternoon and had finished his homework at this time. The bed here was soft, clean and distant, and he lived very comfortably. There was no Qinnv coming to disturb him, and the vegetarian food was also suitable for his taste.

At this time, the singing girl came from the half-open window frame. She came from the Xiaohu Painting Boat, carrying a little water vapor, and was empty and it was heartbreaking to hear it.

Hai Jing suddenly said, "Uncle Master, Yunzhongjun is actually not bad."

"I asked my sister who came to send Suzhai. She said that Yun Zhongjun had a special instructing him that the bald little master was on the threshold of spiritual cultivation, and he had passed all 81 difficulties, and he was only one step away. Don't tease him at will, and he would have bad merits."

...It's really a typical Feng Rugu-gu style and talk nonsense.

As silent as if.

Of course he knew that Feng Rugu was not a villain.

Those who can be kept at the top of their hearts like their adoptive father will not be evil people.

...But he is a person who is tired of life.

From the first day he met and accompanied his foster father, this name was ghostly sandwiched between him and his foster father and had never left.

The adoptive father wrote three words and asked him to write them in a cat-like way.

He drew it respectfully a hundred times, afraid that it would not be well-described, so he took it to the inn account that could read it.

The accountant was a scholar, and he praised the good words of his adopted father's destiny: "Good words, good names, good names, and sealed by the Qing Dynasty, and his loyalty will remain the same."

At that time, You Hongchen felt wronged and found his adopted father and asked him intermittently why he asked him to name others.

After understanding what he meant, the adoptive father stared at the paper for a long time and hesitated: "This is my junior brother's name..."

You Hongchen was a little angry and threw the paper full of the three words "Feng Ruyuan" and flew all over the sky after practicing it a hundred times.

He stood among the rising silver snow and said stubbornly: "The world, I want the adoptive father; don't, this person."

The adoptive father apologized to him, but he still did not give up. He always called him "my junior brother". He seemed to try his best to convince him that his junior brother was an excellent person.

From the name "Feng Rugu", it appeared in his life, and Ruyi hated him.

Even if he didn't have time to do anything.

Later, Feng Rugu took his adopted father away from him.

But this cannot be blamed for the same.

If it weren't for the devil's rebellion and set up a trap, Feng Rugu and others would not be plundered by the devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil's devil.

However, he cannot hate his foster father.

As the head of the sect, what is wrong with the adoptive father?

Moreover, it is said that Feng Rugu was also led by his adoptive father. The two had a strong relationship and were comparable to themselves.

He could not hope that his adoptive father would regard himself as the only trace of heart fire in his dark life.

That's a bad idea.

He cannot hate his foster father, he can only hate the devil.

As for Feng Rugu, whom he had never met, Ruyi had always been in a complicated mood for him, and could not be said to be hated, but she was disgusted.

As if he thought about it, he should have the right to hate him.

Ten years later, because someone targeted Feng Ruju, the disciples of Hanshan Temple died for no reason. Ruyi finally had the reason to hate Feng Ruju.

...But after all, he is not a big deal about this.

As soon as I thought about this, the four corners of the flowers on my forehead were a little hot.

Hai Jing also saw the alarming mark on his forehead and stared at him curiously, but knew that the uncle was practicing silent meditation, and even if he asked, he couldn't get the answer, so he had to give up.

Before planning to leave, Ruyi put a layer of blue mist-like body protective air shield on Haijing to ensure safety.

When Ruyi returned to the two of them, she found that Feng Rugu had washed up and went to bed.

He slept outside, occupying only a small area, and a large open space was left on the inside.

Somehow, as soon as I saw this scene, I looked familiar and my heart subtly refreshed.

When he was a child, he had never slept in such a high bed and would always roll down the ground in the middle of the night.

This problem cannot be cured for a long time, so the adoptive father simply slept outside the shop.

He woke up several times at night, but he bumped into his adopted father's arms. After being woken up, his adoptive father always blinked his sleepy eyes, laughed at him as his ancestor, then pressed his head to cover the candlelight, blocked the candlelight, kissed him through the quilt, and ordered him to go to bed soon.

Just as I looked at the person who was sleeping soundly with the quilt, I thought to myself.

...With Yun Zhongjun's personality, it is probably just because he is lazy and refuses to move in a little bit.

After being aroused from the past, with his cold and proud nature, he would never sleep with Feng Rugu.

Ruyi hugged the quilt and prepared to stay on the ground.

When he cleaned the noodles with clear water, he wiped the slutty red color on his forehead little by little, dyeing the water with a light red color.

When he took the soft towel to wipe his face, Feng Ruguo's lips with thin red rouge flashed in front of him.

Ruyi's hand holding the scarf tightened.

When he put down his hands, there was still an ancient well on his face.

However, after washing up, Ruyi, a lay Buddhist who was not in a good mood, did not return to the bed, but instead took the candle in a strange way, came to the couch silently, leaned over to look at his face.

...The corner of the rouge on his lips has not been washed away yet.

Ruyi was speechless.

However, few people will clean their lips when washing their faces. The bronze mirror in the house is also blurred, so it is normal that they cannot be reflected.

Ruyi no longer allowed himself to do something else, and with a wave of his hand, he cages a layer of thin protective smoke on his body.

Although he knew that Feng Rugu's cultivation level was unnecessary, but...

If you sit by the couch and keep your hands raising, you can't figure out why you behave like this.

...Maybe Feng Ruyuan was the one who always reminded him of his adopted father when he was young from time to time.

With great thoughts, I sleep like a place on the ground.

At midnight, the whole city is quiet, and occasionally one or two early summer cicadas are chirping, which also seems sparse and weak.

The moonlight poured into the half-open window halfway through the ground, shining onto a pair of neatly arranged Buddhist shoes on the ground.

A snow-white and thin figure stood lightly and silently in front of the little monk Haijing's couch, leaned over and reached out, his palm passed through the mist, and touched the spiritual hole above his head-

...

After a few hours, Luofuchun, who was getting up early, was gathered in the Haijing Room with Ru.

Hai Jing was lying on the bed, breathing evenly, her complexion was rosy, but she was slow to wake up.

...It is the symptom of abstinence.

After the test, Sang Luojiu looked unwilling: "The three souls have gone to the 'Heaven Soul', and the seven souls have gone to the 'Linghui'... The soul-seeking man actually reached out to Haijing."

Luo Fuchun, who was standing beside him, said anxiously: "Where is Master, please come and have a look!"

Sang Luojiu glanced at the door: "At this time, my master is still asleep..."

Ruyi's face looked ugly, and she rubbed her head in the unconscious Hai net forehead for several times, and suddenly stood up.

Luo Fuchun thought he had noticed something, so he hurriedly asked Sang Luojiu to take care of the sleepy Haijing and follow Ruyi out of the room.

Unexpectedly, he saw Ruyi step into the room where the two of them lived together. After the sound of the quilt falling to the ground, Ruyi twisted his master's hand and pushed Feng Ruwu out of the door calmly and roughly.

Luo Fuchun was shocked and shouted, but Ruyi didn't hear it. He grabbed Feng Rugu's arm, crossed straight past him, and returned to Haijing's room.

With a bang, Feng Rugu was thrown against the wall beside the bed railing, and the dull bone sound made people feel cold.

Feng Rugu, who had just woken up, sucked in air, and turned half of her face, with cold sweat hanging on her long eyelashes, and her eyes swept to Hai Jing, who was sleeping on the bed.

"Oh——" Feng Rugu didn't seem to feel how embarrassing it was to be thrown and beaten by a junior in front of his disciples. He prolonged his voice and said lazily, "The bait has taken effect."

Luo Fuchun was confused and wanted to break Ruyi and twist Feng Rugu's hand on his shoulder: "Master, what 'bait'? You guys are..."

Sang Luojiu also felt something wrong at this time: "Master?... did you do it on purpose?"

Luo Fuchun was even more confused: "What are you talking about on purpose...what are you talking about?"

They just found Hai Jing in bed early in the morning and lost their souls. It was obvious that the good thing done by the soul-stealing person who was in trouble in the city did. What does it have to do with his master?

Ruyi was extremely angry, but her face didn't show much, but her eyes were colder and colder. She stared at Feng Rugu's slender and pale neck, and she really wanted to pinch it.

The rooms in Qingqiu Pavilion were arranged by Feng Rugu.
To be continued...