Chapter 330

Ling Yun holds his hands and his left hand pinches his chin. He says, "how can a scholar say these dirty words and curses? It's really insulting."

He clenched his fist with his left hand and smashed it on his right palm. Suddenly he rushed to Ziqing and picked him up. He said with a smile, "sister Ziqing ~"

"Well?" Ziqing's eyes dodged.

Ling Yun said softly: "we have no way to go out for the time being. This single man and few women live in the same room..."

"You know..." Ziqing tightly hugs Lingyun's neck. Lingyun gently puts Ziqing on the ground and takes out the bedding. Ziqing's face is flushed, and her slender fingers slowly untie her belt. Lingyun drinks a mouthful of wine, and holds her hands on the ground, facing Ziqing.

Ziqing's eyes are closed, his eyelashes tremble slightly, but Ling Yun's hands pull out quexie from the wine pot. He pretends to take off his clothes. In fact, he secretly takes out the ash and soil from the Taoist temple and slaps Ziqing on the face!

"I'll cut you to death, you old Bangzi. What kind of pretty girl are you at your age?"

"Ah“ "Ziqing" screamed, and suddenly a stream of black smoke dispersed, "what a smart kid

Ling Yun grins coldly. How could Ziqing blush? She can't say good things for anyone. Ling Yun just scolds others. As long as she doesn't scold Ziqing, she won't say anything. But Ling Yun is also very strange. Is the real Ziqing killed, but it doesn't look like a demon king at the top of the thirteen realms? If she wants to die, It won't be so quiet.

So there must be something fishy in this, otherwise this person can't retreat like this. Of course, Ling Yun also confirmed that the ash and soil of Taoist temple can restrain this unknown existence.

Now it's August to September. In a few months, he will come to the wild world for nearly a year. Nineteen years have passed with the child who has just taken out King Ling's residence. He is 24 years old and still achieves nothing. It's not that Ling Yun really wants to be successful, but the persistence of those who lived. He can see the hope to do something, So he can't just spend it.

Ling Yun sat on the corridor. "You should know that I come from Kyushu and come out of Zhenbei city. For whatever reason, Ziqing's death is of great benefit to me."

"So you choose to use her to threaten me," Ling Yun sighed. "I'm the most compassionate person, so you succeed. But I'm very curious. Since you have subdued Ziqing, why do you want to cheat me? So push back, you can't Nai he Ziqing at all."

"So we can make a deal, you let Ziqing out, I'll let you out, OK?" Lingyun light said, he grasped the hair, in fact, and such temperament and strength are unknown, do what trade, is the most headache.

Ling Yun doesn't feel sorry for the three swords that Ziqing used in his escape. For him, no matter how good things are, as long as they are used enough, there is no reason to feel sorry. That will only make him more sad.

"I can't get out, and you can't get out either," he said sarcastically. "You have something to control me in this transaction. Then you can make another transaction. I'll let you leave here, and you give me freedom. When I get out of this small cave, someone will deal with me, so it's none of your business at that time."

Ling Yun shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "so you are pressed here and can't leave, and you don't dare to leave. So over the years, you must have thought of many ways, so what's the best way?"

Ling Yun said with a loud finger, "of course, it's to give up, but giving up can't change your most original way. As long as you go out, you will be aware of it, so there will be another kind of giving up. Ziqing is about to turn cocoon into butterfly, which can just change your original breath, and even go up to a higher level."

"So in addition, a more safe way is to take away my body as a cover," Ling Yun licked his lips and sneered. "I don't know how long you have lived, but at this age, by the way, do you have a dog in such a boring time?"

"If you have a dog, it must be very smart. As a saying goes, what you eat will make up for what you eat. Will you give him your brain?" Ling Yun said.

"Presumptuous!"

Lingyun hands akimbo, calm said: "in the wild world, I was presumptuous, you have the ability to bite me? Come on

Ling Yun pouted his ass and hit him with one hand.

The black smoke turned creature was silent for a while. The little boy was young, but he had a deep heart. What he said was not all right, but more than half right. His main goal was Ziqing, but Lingyun's luck was also what he wanted, so Lingyun was not a cover, but the root of his success.

But Ling Yun's body has the ash and the soil. The smelly Taoist doesn't make people peaceful even if he dies. It really makes people angry.

"I can trade with you..."

"Do you think I care about her life or death?" Ling Yun said sarcastically, "fortunately, when I came out, I really carried a lot of ash and soil. I can easily hold your things like this. Don't you think it's strange?"

As soon as Ling Yun's eyes turned, he covered his mouth as if he had said something wrong. "In fact, there's nothing strange about it, but after all, Ziqing is such a drifter. If I must stay by my side and play around day and night, why should I give up and waste..."

Black smoke shows two scarlet eyes. Ling Yun just glances at it and feels that his soul is going to fall into it. He quickly takes back his sight. At the moment, he certainly has no way to solve the black smoke. Only his only son Qing can do it, but Ling Yun doesn't know what the situation is now.

It's never Ling Yun's style to place his hope on others. He holds the back of his head in his hands and says, "let's spend it like this. If you succeed in taking away Ziqing, remember to show me what kind of monster it is."

That black smoke cold hum a, this kid is not only quick witted, and the mouth is very poisonous, wait for him to succeed, after going out, the first thing is to break Ling Yun that a chattering mouth.

Ling Yun didn't dare to sleep, and he chatted with the black smoke every day. "Did you have a confidant in those years? Now people all over the world want to talk about the love between men and women. It seems that the love between the two people is bigger than the trend of the world, and also bigger than the world. I don't like it, but I can write a book after listening to it..."

"You haven't talked for so many years, and no one can accompany you to chat. Where can there be such an understanding scholar as me who talks with you every day, tells truth and tells stories, and you don't thank me. You kneel down and shout your little ancestor, and you still want to kill me..."

"I've said most of it, and you don't say a word. Do you think I'm nagging? I also think I'm nagging. If I didn't read a lot, I couldn't talk to you for so long, so reading is still very useful..."

"Is your body broken? Otherwise, there will be so much smoke and no body. I say you are not in a hurry. You are not an individual..."

"Otherwise, we've been chatting with each other for half a month. Today is the Double Ninth Festival. Don't you miss your mother?"

Ling Yun hasn't stopped talking for half a month. He's drinking while he's talking. When he's in high spirits, he'll sing a poem. It's painful to hear that. Of course, if he has a brain.

"You are so slow to give up, and it's excusable to be pressed here. It's really miserable. I feel sorry for you," sighed Ling Yun. "If my adoptive mother knew that I had suffered so much, she would feel sorry to death. If she could beat you, she would have to beat you into 18 segments. Even if she couldn't beat you, she would reason with you and make you regret living in this world..."

On the 18th day, black smoke finally couldn't help but roar: "enough!"

Ling Yun immediately shut up, he is also following the black smoke, staring at two big black circles, Ling Yun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, finally asked: "your mother's name?"

The black smoke burst into pieces and recovered in an instant. Ling Yun laughed. He really couldn't stick to it. He wasn't just talking. While he was talking, he had to set a blind eye to the black smoke to show that his people and animals were harmless and no threat. Only in this way could he let black smoke down his vigilance.

Ling Yun tidied up the bedding, then slowly turned in, yawned and said: "it's almost a month, and you're too slow to take over. If you want me to say, don't steal chicken, you can't eat rice..."

Ling Yun's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke. The black smoke was uncertain. The boy was not only deep-minded, but also did everything without leaking. In the past ten days, he dug more than 500 pits for himself, some of which were blatant. He put ashes and mud into the places that were most likely to threaten his life.

Some of them he did not know, but he saw through or found them.

A few days ago, he tried to take away Ling Yun, but Ling Yun put a sack in it, which was full of ash and soil. If he was careful, he would be subdued.

So after he was sure that Ling Yun was really tired and fell asleep, he knocked out, carefully avoided the trap of Ling Yun, and finally suspended in front of the bedding.

He took a look at the jade hairpin put aside by Ling Yun. He could see that it was a treasure, but he didn't want to pay attention to it for the time being. As long as he cleaned up the little devil who was as noisy as three thousand monks knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras, wasn't everything his own?

And Ziqing is now entering the cocooning period, of course, thanks to his gift, he abruptly advanced Ziqing's cocooning period, and provided a large number of talents.

Ling Yun's noisy time is when he wants to take away Ziqing. Lingyun also does not know how to know these time points, will go ahead of time to sprinkle ashes.

Sprinkle incense and ashes everywhere, diffuse, even if it's just a little bit, it will make black smoke greatly hurt, so this time he was extremely careful.

When Ling Yun does these things, black smoke doesn't stand idly by. He just waits for Ling Yun to scold. He doesn't have any spare time. It doesn't matter how talented Ling Yun is. He likes his strong and extreme Kendo spirit. If he can take it for himself, his future achievements will be unlimited.

The shadow hovers over the bedding, Lingyun is not aware of it, and the shadow gives off wisps of black air and enters Lingyun's seven orifices. Ling Yun's body trembled slightly. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked frightened. "What did you do to me?"

Black smoke sneered: "what do you say? I've made it... Ah

A wisp of his spiritual sense in Lingyun's body was blown to pieces. Even his master felt that it was hard to resist as if he had been cut to pieces.

The pain of soul breaking is not common.

But this time, Ling Yun did not see as before, as if into his heart, undamaged.

The pain of the distance, as far as the smoke of the teammate is concerned, seems to be stung by a bee. I don't care at all.

He is looking at Lingyun's mental journey, and Lingyun is also looking at his memory.

Compared with Ling Yun, black smoke is more and more interesting, but he is more and more frightened. He is even very scared. Especially in the past years, there is a green shirt scholar smiling in his direction.

There was a middle-aged Confucian scholar who was shocked to death.

There are lazy Taoists, some humble but terrible men, and some monks. They need all kinds of existence. The most important thing is that some of them are familiar with him, some of them are unfamiliar with him, and only one or two of them are familiar with him. But those who are not familiar with him are even more terrible, especially the middle-aged literati who are green shirt Confucianists and thunderstruck like a thunderbolt.

After he roughly watched Ling Yun's mental journey when he was a child, the final frame of the picture is a man holding a child, pointing to what he is saying in the sky, and lying on the bed with a skinny man. Suddenly he opens his eyes, and black smoke feels that he is really found.

This is not a long river of time and space, holding a handful of water.

It's only through a person's memory to watch his past, but the person in the memory seems to be aware of something. The terminally ill and skinny man closes his eyes again, but black smoke feels as if he has lost something, but he doesn't know what is lost.

Ling Yun also saw the past of black smoke. He didn't have any entity at all. He was just entangled by the demons of two old enemies, and was made up of time and flesh.

The reason why he was imprisoned here involves a lot of mysteries, but this part of black smoke is very chaotic in the past. Ling Yun just glances at it and doesn't care.