Chapter 3: The old things are gone, the head is a demon

The tea on the wooden table was so cool that the young storyteller had been gone for a long time, but I still hadn't gotten up yet. He just sat at the wooden table, thinking of the last thing the boy said when he left.
"When I saw my husband today, since it was fate, I really wanted to say something, but after I finished speaking, it was neither hoped that I could give my husband sympathy, nor did my husband think that I was a cultivation seedling and took me. Embarking on that avenue of spiritual practice. I just lived here for a long time, and I met someone outside, so I naturally remembered those old things. It was a pity that I couldn’t walk into the academy, but now I am not willing to try again. Once again."
Li Fuyao's words before leaving seemed very plain, but Yan Yu faintly felt that the youth's seemingly plain words were actually full of pride.
He turned his head and glanced at Qiu Yu outside the window. He was a little lost. Such a young man was really funny.
But this young man now has the opportunity to get back what he should have before. Why can he resist the great temptation and refuse this opportunity to re-enter the palace?
Yan Yu couldn't figure it out, he murmured: "Li Fuyao, do you really want to refuse such a good opportunity?"
But the talent of this young man really made him feel a little moved.
Although he already had a close disciple beside him who could be called the seed of reading.
However, there are more qualified disciples, which is not a bad thing.
The little girl pulled the corners of her mouth, and was accustomed to her husband's daze.
Yan Yu recovered, rubbed the little girl's head, and said nothing.
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The young man with an umbrella walking slowly walked on the road, his expression was calm, but there was no hand holding the umbrella, his fists were tightly clenched, and the corners of his mouth were slightly self-deprecating. He regretted having a conversation with Yan Yu today, but there are some things. After holding back for a long time, I always want to find someone to talk about, let alone that person can really understand it.
Li Fuyao sighed.
The raindrops hit the umbrella surface, and then they smashed into pieces, making Li Fuyao even more irritable.
Looking up at the gloomy sky in the distance, Li Fu shook his head, turned around an alley, walked dozens of steps, and when he was about to walk out of the alley, he suddenly felt a cold back in his back, and then he felt something leaning against. On his back, Li Fuyao's hairs stood up and froze in place, not daring to move.
He didn't even dare to turn his head and look.
Could it be because he rejected that Mr. Yan, and that Mr. Yan thought about killing?
If this is the case, then Yanling Academy is really not a good place.
It's just that if he doesn't turn his head, it doesn't mean there will be nothing wrong. Soon, a cold voice came out, "Being behind me."
Listen to the voice, it's a woman.
Along with this cold voice, the cold body completely fell to his back. For almost a moment, Li Fuyao subconsciously put his hands behind him and lifted the woman on his back.
It was just that the oil-paper umbrella quickly followed him to let go and was about to fall on the bluestone in the alley, but soon in Li Fuyao's sight, a white arm stretched out from his shoulder and held the umbrella handle.
The oil paper umbrella enveloped the two again.
Standing at the entrance of the alley, Li Fuyao still did not dare to move forward, because from beginning to end, he felt that the woman behind him looked like a poisonous snake, staring at him.
Such as thorns on the back.
That kind of feeling had been in his memory that had been in the dust for a long time, so after a moment, he had concluded that the woman behind him must be a monk.
In the face of Yan Yu who was born in Yanling Academy, Li Fuyao still couldn't seem really calm and calm. At this moment, when he encounters such a woman who does not know his identity, he dare not act rashly.
After a long silence, the woman spoke again, "Go to your residence."
Li Fuyao did not hesitate, and he lifted his leg and left. He had seen those monks in mountains and rivers. Although his memory had been a little fuzzy, he also knew that those monks who seemed harmless did not really care much about the common people. There is probably nothing wrong with such an argument.
Walking in the rain, there was a person on his back, so naturally he couldn’t walk fast, but Li Fuyao still pushed open the door of his small courtyard in a short time and walked into the house under the eaves. At that time, the woman behind her naturally closed the umbrella, and then waited until she opened the door to enter the house, Li Fuyao waited for the woman's next instructions.
"Let me down."
Li Fuyao put the woman down, and when he slowly turned around, he placed a fisted hand behind him. During the days of surviving alone, he told him that his life is more important in his own hands.
It’s just that Li Fuyao was lost for a while when he saw the face of this woman for the first time. She had a pair of slender eyes, and her thin lips seemed a little bit affectionate, if not for the green feeling on her face. It hasn't faded away, it should look very amorous, but even if it is, she looks very beautiful. She is soaked in green clothes, and she has completely exposed her figure in front of Li Fuyao, just staring at her. Li Fuyao, but Li Fuyao did not dare to look more.
The Tsing Yi girl calmly asked, "What's your name?"
This was the second time Li Fuyao was asked about his name within a day. He was silent for a moment and uttered three words.
"Li Fuyao."
Li Fuyao didn't beg for mercy, and didn't even say anything. In his memory, everyone who could become a monk was an extremely tough person, so if the girl in Tsing Yi was determined to kill, it would be useless to say more.
Just after another thought, the girl's face was pale, and it was obvious that she had suffered extremely serious injuries. Of course, only the monks were the ones who could hurt the monks. Li Fuyao thought of the Yanling Academy’s Mr. Yan, and remembered his previous experience. What I said with him.
Li Fuyao's face turned pale.
He seemed to think of something.
The girl in Tsing Yi looked at him mockingly, and said indifferently: "I know you have met the scholar in Yanling Academy, but now it seems that the guy can't keep a secret, you know my identity."
Li Fuyao licked his dry lips and asked tentatively, "The girl is that snake monster?"
Anyone who is said to be a snake monster may not be happy, even if she is really a snake monster.
Therefore, the girl in Tsing Yi just sneered, without saying yes or no.
Seeing the young girl in Tsing Yi like this, Li Fuyao really felt that he was inseparable.
He left Luoyang City passively when he was very young, but even in just a few years in Luoyang City, he has a deeper understanding of this mountain and river than most people, for example, he knows that this mountain and river has three religions. The monk among the three religions is the master of this mountain and river. He even knows that there is a demon land in the north, and there are countless demon in that demon land. The big demon inside can even be compared to the saints in the mountains and rivers. Although there are many mountain spirits and wild monsters in this mountain and river, no matter whether it is talent, blood, or other traditions, they are not as good as the monsters in that monster land. The information obtained from Li Fuyao now Look, this girl is not only a snake monster in the demon land, but also a monk in the blue silk realm.
The cultivator's nine realms, the first three realms are different, but after the three realms of the Blue Silk realm, all the demons in the Demon Land are like this, and there has been no change.
The Demon Cultivator of the Blue Silk Realm wanted to kill him, even if he had been seriously injured, but it wouldn't be difficult to look at.
Li Fuyao had never dealt with demons, but based on his own knowledge, he knew that these demons were not easy to deal with.
The Tsing Yi girl stared at him for a long time before she whispered, "Make a deal?"
Li Fuyao was silent for a long time before speaking, "Yes, what's your name."
This question is always the usual opening remark of two men and women who do not know each other.
"Green locust."
Qinghuai is very free and easy, straight to the point.
Li Fuyao dragged a wooden stool to sit in front of the girl in Tsing Yi, stared at her, and asked, "What deal?"
Qinghuai said calmly: "You don't have any threat to me. As long as you don't give birth to anything that wants to harm my mind, I shouldn't harm you if you want to come. Therefore, as long as you treat it as if nothing happened, let me be well. Just heal the wound here."
"What benefit can I get?"
"Isn't it a benefit for you to be alive now?"
"According to the truth, it doesn't count."
Qing Huai glanced at Li Fuyao coldly, and did not rush to speak.
Li Fuyao calmly said, "My talent should be good."
Li Fuyao's refusal to enter the academy again naturally has his reasons, but this reason does not include that he does not want to embark on the road of cultivation.
Qing Huai shook his head, and soon understood Li Fuyao's thoughts, "The demon cultivator is different from your cultivation on the mountain and river. If you practice the demon clan's exercises, you will most likely explode and die."
"..."
Li Fuyao was a little speechless, exploded and died?
"Although I can't lead you on the road of cultivation, if you really don’t give birth to any thoughts that harm me, before you leave, I will give you a demon pill, which will allow you to embark on the road of cultivation. Some distance will go faster."
Li Fuyao frowned, then nodded quickly, "Deal."
From leaving Luoyang City to today, he has not wanted to embark on that road of cultivation all the time, but although this road has been re-presented before Yan Yu, he can only shake his head and refuse.
He can't go to the Academy.
But he always wanted to take back what he had lost.
After the two looked at each other for a long time, Li Fuyao suddenly asked, "What are you doing in Yanling?"
She looked far away, with a smile on her pale face, "At the end of next spring, it should be Liang Xi's Taoist meeting once every ten years. Is it possible that the Taoist species will not show up?"
"At that time I will challenge her at the Taoist meeting."
Ok?
Li Fu shook his head and looked at Qinghuai, wanting to ask who that Dao-seed was. Although he knew a lot, he didn't have a clearer understanding of these mountain and river monks. But when he turned his head, he saw Qinghuai's face. There was an extremely confident look on him.
Want to come is to challenge the Dao seed, so that Qinghuai can be so happy.
So Li Fuyao firmly remembered the word Tao.