Mozun just wants to steal the teacher

Chapter 27

Devil appears

"Don't bite, lick slowly."

The shop is not hidden in the city, and occupies the center of the most prosperous area in the north of Baiyu Capital.

The door of the store is closed all day long, and it is only opened briefly in the evening, which is a bit out of tune for three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

It happened to be in the evening when the two arrived, and the store door was ajar. The dim sunlight mixed with the smoke in the store, rendering a dark atmosphere.

There was no plaque in the shop, Yan Huiqing looked around and saw a small wooden sign hanging on the door of the store, which read: One.

The system said that this means only accepting one order.

"It's a coincidence."

"This store looks weird."

Yan Huiqing glanced at him, and his eyes moved across the silver ring on his earlobe calmly: "It's just to be blamed, and only by being blamed can something unique be produced."

Tang Juan didn't understand, so he said, "Do you know what kind of business this is?"

There is no plaque on the store, and the situation inside cannot be seen clearly from the gap in the store door.

"You'll know if you go in and have a look." Yan Huiqing couldn't help saying, pulling him to push the door open, and took off the wooden sign hanging on the door.

There are no windows in the shop, the light is very dark, and there is unknown smoke, which winds up into fog, and a large area fills the room, as if it is on fire.

Tang Juan frowned, reflexively holding his breath.

For some reason, as soon as he smelled the smell in the room, he reacted subconsciously, as if he had suffered a disadvantage before.

In a dazed moment, Yan Huiqing had passed through the smoke, walked to the counter, and slapped the wooden sign on the table: "Shopkeeper, buy something."

The dull sound of wooden knocking shattered the quiet atmosphere in the room. After a while, a long bong emerged from under the counter, followed by a thin and crooked figure.

The oldest and most dilapidated bong, the tobacco was not burned well, and a lot of smoke came out, flooding the whole room.

But the quality of cut tobacco is excellent, the smoke is not choking, but it smells a faint aroma.

Yan Huiqing raised his eyebrows and tapped on the wooden sign: "Let's still take orders today."

The old man took away the bong and exhaled a mouthful of thick fog: "What are you doing?"

Yan Hui Qingchao Tang Juan hooked his hands: "Come here..."

"What are you doing?" Tang Juan walked over reluctantly, and frowned tightly after seeing the bong in the old man's hand.

He hasn't figured out what this store is for yet, but seeing Yan Huiqing's reaction, he seems to have a clear mind.

The old man turned his bong down and knocked on the table: "Do it for him?"

"No, do it for me." Yan Huiqing tilted his head and leaned against Tang Juan, "You don't have to pay attention to him, just stay away from him, I'm panicking."

"Uh..." There was silence in the room, and the mysterious atmosphere created by the thick fog was broken by embarrassment. Tang Juan shuddered and wanted to push him away.

Yan Huiqing leaned against him and didn't move: "Take it easy, my delicate flower can't stand your tossing like this."

Tang Juan: "You wild man, do you have anything to do with Jiaohua?"

"Why doesn't it matter, you discriminate against wild men?" Yan Huiqing clicked his tongue, "Stop making trouble, the old man will laugh at you."

Tang Juan: "..."

The old shopkeeper: "..."

The old man put the clean bong on his shoulder, and took the wooden sign: "Tell me, what to do."

"I can't tell what it is, but the pattern is like this." Yan Huiqing took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it over, "The things should be done as shown on the drawing, and the price is not a problem."

The old man took the drawing, squinted his eyes for a while, and said in a strange tone: "Is this designed by you?"

A set of shackles was drawn on the paper, with long chains and countless small bells hanging from the chains, as if they were chains that Yan Huiqing had used in his dream.

Yan Huiqing nodded: "That's right, can you do it?"

The old man sneered: "Why not, you have found the right person, only I can make this thing."

"What is it?"

Curious, Tang Juan reached for the piece of paper, wanting to take a look.

Yan Huiqing stopped her hand halfway, "I'll give it to you when it's done, don't worry."

"For me?" Tang Juan was flattered.

Judging from the conversation between Yan Huiqing and the old man, this thing seems to be difficult to make, it should be unusual, Yan Huiqing would be so kind and give it to him specially?

Always feel a little strange.

Yan Huiqing smiled: "Yes, I will definitely let you enjoy it then."

Tang Juan: "??"

Hearing what they said, the old man looked at Tang Juan meaningfully, and then looked at Yan Huiqing, quite agreeing.

It was the first time he had seen a man with such an outstanding appearance, he was even more beautiful than the long-renowned Miss Lu family in Bai Yujing, so he was worthy of such a thing.

Yan Huiqing thought for a while, and then asked: "Can I add something?"

The old man thought for a while, then nodded: "An order is one thing, but I hit it off with you, so I can make an exception and add another one for you."

His shop is the best blacksmith shop in the world, and it undertakes the production of various things, including but not limited to magic tools and utensils.

Most of the people who can be specially found are not ordinary people, so most of them are strange things, and what Yan Huiqing has to do is not unusual.

Yan Huiqing immediately borrowed a pen and paper, and explained while sketching: "Make a few rings, make the pattern more beautiful, and the shape and size are..."

Tang Juan couldn't understand what they were discussing, and was embarrassed to continue asking, so he left the shop first.

The smoke inside was so heavy that it gave him a headache.

Baiyujing is the most prosperous city in Dongzhou. Thousands of lights come together at night, and the river is full of docked pleasure boats.

Along the river embankment, there are all small stalls selling food, all kinds of food and playthings, everything that one expects to find.

Ordinary people accounted for the majority of Bai Yujing, and the laughter and laughter were filled with the fireworks of the world. Its lively level was rarely seen in the world.

After Yan Huiqing explained to the old man, he came out and saw Tang Juan standing at the door, quietly looking at the river bank.

There is no such bustling and noisy scenery in the Demon Realm, and Tang Juan has never seen the bustling fireworks in the world.

"Want to see it?"

"No, I don't like this kind of place."

The first half of his life was all about cultivation and nothing else. Such a lively environment would always give him the illusion of regret.

If you have it, you will be greedy. In order not to lose it, he would rather not touch it.

Yan Huiqing didn't continue to persuade him, but pulled him away.

After taking two steps, Tang Juan came to his senses and pulled his hands out angrily: "I said I don't like it, can you stop forcing me?"

"I won't force you, can you please?" Yan Huiqing spread his hands, doing good deeds, "I have never seen those things, and I want to join in the fun, can I invite you to go and see them with me?"

Tang Juan was full of anger and turned off dumbly, and asked suspiciously, "Are you really begging me?"

From the time he realized it to the present, Yan Huiqing had never bowed his head, so Tang Juan couldn't help but wonder if he had some kind of conspiracy while being shocked.

Yan Huiqing laughed: "Please, please, I am already like this, are you still not satisfied?"

Tang Juan said awkwardly, "Then, let's go and have a look."

Near the Zongmen Grand Competition, there are many more monks in Baiyujing. Most of the monks along the embankment are from various sects, wearing different disciple uniforms, which look uniform.

In this regard, Yue Lingzong can be called informal.

At the beginning of the establishment of the sect, in order to win the prize, they made a batch of dark green disciple uniforms, which means that they will never dry up.

After wearing it, because it was ridiculed by the monks of other sects for being too ugly, many disciples responded jointly. Wear regular clothes.

Yan Huiqing looked around and bumped Tang Juan's arm: "I heard that the disciple uniforms of the Lingling Sect are ugly, but I think if you wear them, no one will say they don't look good."

Tang Juan had also heard about the clothing worn by the disciples of the Lingling Sect, and he disapproved: "Clothes that are ugly are ugly, it doesn't matter who wears them."

Yan Huiqing choked: "You really can't hear what I want to say?"

He was clearly boasting that Tang Juan was a clothes hanger, but the meaning behind his words was quite obvious, right?

"How could I not be able to tell." Tang Juan looked smug, "You just want to trick me into wearing a disciple's uniform, and then laugh at me, so I won't let you succeed."

With a determined face, he seemed to be saying, "With your little trick, you can't hide it from me at all."

……

Yan Huiqing was silent for a while, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead.

Tang Juan wasn't used to being intimate, but he didn't hide: "What are you doing?"

Yan Huiqing said sincerely, "Touch it to see if it's hot."

Is it because the fever burnt out the brain to say that.

Straight men make people bald, Yan Huiqing couldn't help complaining to the system in his mind.

The system was extremely indifferent, and managed to shut him up with just one sentence: "Host, isn't this Tang Juan cute?"

"Uh..." Yan Huiqing failed to praise others, but was despised for no reason, and his whole body was sick.

Tang Juan, on the other hand, didn't want to come over at first, but now he walked along the embankment, excited uncontrollably, and looked curiously at the stalls along the street like a fool who had never seen the world.

Tang Juan only lit up the cultivation skill points, lacked common sense in life, and hadn't even seen some simple snacks. After a while, he pointed to something next to him and asked what it was.

Many children surrounded the sugar seller's stall, and the vendor used sugar syrup to draw various patterns. His movements were very fast, and within a few breaths, he drew a hovering dragon. With a bamboo stick pressed, a sugar dragon was formed.

The vendor moved quickly, and then drew another rabbit.

Tang Juan's eyes widened in disbelief: "What is this?"

Is it a spell? Why didn't he feel the fluctuation of spiritual power?

Yan Huiqing suddenly had the illusion that he was raising a child, and didn't want to tell him, so he kept his mouth shut and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

After waiting for a long time without hearing an answer, Tang Juan moved closer and blinked: "Don't you know what that is?"

Yan Huiqing slowly put out a question mark.

Tang Juan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "If you don't know, you don't know. I won't laugh at you. You wait here for a while. I'll buy some and come back and tell you what it is."

Yan Huiqing couldn't stop him, seeing him rushing to the sugar seller's stand like he was having fun, and waved his hand proudly: "Give me one of every pattern."

hiss……

toothache……

The children around were stunned, looking at him with envy in their eyes.

The vendor almost didn't hold the spoon that was holding the syrup, and carefully confirmed: "My lord, what did you just say?"

"I said give me one of every pattern."

"Make him a cat...a tiger..."

Yan Huiqing rubbed the center of his brows, and pulled aside the Mozun who still wanted to bargain: "Are you a fool?"

Tang Juan was upset: "What do you mean?"

"That's a sugar man, a snack made of sugar, which can be made into various patterns. On a larger scale, tens of thousands can be made, and you can get one of each kind. Are you not a fool?"

"So you always knew what that was, right?"

The light illuminated the night, reflected into his eyes, and condensed into a deep dark color.

Yan Huiqing was taken aback for a moment, feeling somewhat guilty for some reason: "I..."

Tang Juan took a deep look at him, then turned around suddenly and left.

The vendor behind him handed over the completed sugar figurine: "Sir, please take your tiger."

There were too many people on the street, and by the time Yan Huiqing took out the silver and paid the money, Tang Juan had disappeared.

Holding the tiger made of sugar, he was confused: "Why is he so angry?"

The system thought for a moment: "He probably thinks that the host is deceiving him."

Yan Huiqing: "What?"

The system did not answer directly, but only said: "If it was Tang Juan in the past, when he encountered something he didn't know, he would definitely not ask others."

Yan Huiqing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "You mean, he thinks I lied to him."

The system's words were almost indifferent: "Hasn't the host been lying to him?"

As small as the sugar man just now, and as big as Yan Huiqing's identity, the first encounter between the two of them was a unilateral deception.

"The host used the identity of "Yan Huiqing" to gain Tang Juan's trust and even affection. If he knows that you are the Supreme Immortal, all of this will become a deception. "

"When the host chooses to use this identity to approach him, a hidden danger is planted between you. One day, identity will become the fuse."

The lights at night were shining brightly, and the scenery was unparalleled, but Yan Huiqing was not in the mood to appreciate it at all, and his mind was full of the system's sharp analysis.

He squeezed the sugar tiger in his hand, and his eyes gradually became firm: "The identity is fake, and the others are not fake."

System: "Host you..."

"I used to think that twisted melons were not sweet, and I wouldn't hang myself from a tree." Yan Huiqing paused, then smiled, "But now I've changed my mind."

"I don't want the forest anymore, I will hang myself on this tree."

"If he thinks it's cheating, then I apologize slowly, no matter how long it takes, I don't care."

"As long as the end result is what I want, it's fine."

Yan Huiqing bit the gum tiger: "Give me a location where he is."

The system asked again stubbornly: "Host, have you really decided?"

"Quickly locate the location, I'll be coaxing people if it's delayed, and you're the only one asking."

"Uh..." There is a building in Baiyujing named "Wangjiang Tower". You can look at the Xiaojiang River that runs through the city, and see the river flowing hundreds of miles away without stopping.

Tang Juan was on the highest floor of Wangjiang Building, leaning on the railing with arms crossed, looking at the brightly lit embankment downstairs.

A misty red light came out of him, and formed a blurred figure on the other side of the railing. Looking at the clothes and figure, it was exactly the same as Tang Juan, as if he was looking in a mirror.

"He's lying to you."

"I told you a long time ago, he is not an ordinary person."

"As long as you agree to merge, I can help you remember everything."

……

Tang Juan withdrew his gaze and glanced at him lightly: "I don't like you using my face."

The person on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and a wicked smile appeared on the similar face: "But I am you in the first place."

"No, you are not me." Tang Juan said calmly, "You are just my demon."

It is only in the last few days that the inner demon can condense into a human form.

After "Qing" recognized him as his master, Tang Juan successively absorbed the power of the evil spirits in Qingcheng, the evil spirits found in the cave, and the puppet corpses in Liuhe Ghost Mountain.

Since then, he has been dreaming all the time.

After dreaming that absurd and unspeakable dream, his inner demon condensed into a human form.

At the same time, Qing also disappeared.

Tang Juan prefers to say that rather than condensing into a human form, Qing has merged with his inner demon by relying on the three forces he absorbed.

In fact, Qing borrowed the shell of the demon.

The demon couldn't believe it: "You would rather believe him than me?"

"No, you're wrong." Tang Juan waved him away, "I don't believe you, nor him."

Downstairs, a person passed through the crowd and rushed towards Wangjiang Tower.

Tang Juan looked at it quietly for a while, then took out a piece of paper from his sleeve.

The fingertips ignited the spiritual fire, and the fire light illuminated the words on the paper: "I'm leaving, see you by fate."

This piece of paper was found at Yan Huiqing's residence. On the night he first arrived at Yue Lingzong, he went to Yan Huiqing's residence and found that he was not in the room.

This piece of paper was pressed against the door, as if afraid that people would not know that he had left.

Tang Juan stroked the ink on the paper, his eyes dimmed.

The elders said that Yan Huiqing was very similar to the Supreme Immortal, and they mentioned many times that they wanted to introduce them to each other, but they always encountered the Supreme Immortal in seclusion, so they had to let it go.

After leaving Yan Huiqing's residence, Tang Juan went back to Yuanyuan Xingyuan and went straight to the retreat room.

He didn't hold out hope, he just knocked on the door, but who knew that he really knocked out the closed-door practitioners.

The jug of wine was too strong, and after he drank it, he became unconscious and forgot everything that happened.

Memory stops when drinking.

"How did you get here?"

"The scenery here is really nice. You run so fast and you don't wait for me. Luckily, I even bought you a little tiger."

"I didn't want to lie to you, so I apologize to you, okay?"

Tang Juan turned around and shook the note in his hand: "I thought you really left, but I didn't expect to see you in Yuanyuan Xingyuan."

Yan Huiqing's smile froze.

Wearing the mask at that time was purely a conditioned reflex, and later he also thought about whether his sudden appearance in the Yuanyuan Xingyuan would make Tang Juan suspicious.

Tang Juan twisted the note: "The elders said that you are very similar to my master."

Yan Huiqing's heart skipped a beat.

"So..." The spiritual fire in his hand burned the note to ashes, Tang Juan chuckled, "You went to Yuanyuan Xingyuan to find my master and see how similar you two are?"

The note was small, and there were only a few scattered pieces of ashes in the air.

Yan Huiqing intuitively felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't tell what went wrong.

Tang Juan clapped his hands, leaned back with folded arms, looked at the hustle and bustle downstairs, and said softly, "Yan Huiqing, you said you didn't want to lie to me, did you lie to me?"

This sentence was a bit confusing, Yan Huiqing thought for a few seconds before he understood the meaning, and his heart sank.

The crow's mouth of the system was right, Tang Juan must have discovered something.

Yan Huiqing suppressed her smile, and said seriously, "I'm not lying to you."

"Okay, I'll remember. If I find out that you lied to me, I won't let you go." Tang Juan looked at the sugar tiger in his hand and smiled, "Did you buy it for me?"

"Yes, if you only eat a little bit, you won't have a toothache. Would you like to try it?"

"Okay."

Tang Juan reached out to pick it up, but Yan Huiqing dodged it, and put the sugar tiger directly to his mouth: "Ah, open your mouth."

Like coaxing a child, extremely intimate.

Tang Juanfeng's calm expression cracked: "You, I..."

Yan Huiqing saw the opportunity, stuffed the sugar tiger into his mouth, and force-fed him.

The sugar is a little burnt, and the sweetness melts on the tip of the tongue.

Tang Juan wanted to take the sugar man back, but Yan Huiqing clamped his hands and pressed them against the railing, so he could only hold the sugar tiger's ear.

Teeth clenched lightly, Tang Juan wanted to bite off that candy ear.

Yan Hui had blue eyes and quick hands, and pulled his hand back: "People who eat candy are very particular, and it's a taboo to crush it, and it will bring bad luck."

Tang Juan looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

Yan Huiqing nodded seriously: "It's absolutely true, be obedient, don't bite, lick slowly."

Tang Juan licked it twice, feeling a little weird, so he simply swallowed the sugar and slowly melted it.

Yan Huiqing suppressed a smile, and showed off to the system: "My little wood is so cute, I believe everything, so good."

system:"……"

Knowing that you believe everything you say, you still lie to others, it is unconscionable!

It can be seen that Yan Huiqing is a wolf with a big tail, and whether he can cheat or not is not a problem at all in his eyes.

It's love/interest.

The system's guess was not completely correct. Yan Huiqing didn't think it was right to cheat, he just thought that although he had a fake identity, emotionally, his sincerity was not faked at all.

What's more, compared to the identity of the Supreme Immortal Venerable, Yan Huiqing's identity shows the real him.

To put it bluntly, the Supreme Immortal Venerable is like a vest, so he would rather Tang Juan like him as Yan Huiqing.

That is, the real him.

As for other lies, he is willing to make up for them.

It took a long time to finish eating the ears, Tang Juan started: "I won't eat..."

Yan Huiqing smiled: "It's not good to waste things, I bought them specially for you."

Tang Juan's expression was a bit tangled: "Then I'll eat later, I'm a little tired now."

"You're still tired after eating candy, you're so delicate." Yan Huiqing stuffed the candy tiger into his hands, "I won't feed you anymore, remember to finish eating."

Tang Juan murmured softly, "I didn't ask you to feed me at all."

Yan Huiqing smiled: "What did you just say?"

"Nothing—" Tang Juan moved closer, staring at Sugar Tiger's bald head, "Where's its other ear?"

One ear was eaten by him, and there was unmelted sugar on it, which was stained with saliva and looked wet.The other side is bare, and if you look closely, you can still see uneven marks on it, as if bitten out.

Something flashed in his mind, and Tang Juan raised his head suddenly, gnashing his teeth: "Yan Huiqing, have you lied to me again?"

After holding back for a long time, I was finally able to laugh heartily, Yan Huiqing supported the railing, and apologized while laughing: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, candy can be bitten, there will be no bad luck. "

Yan Huiqing didn't expect that Tang Juan would really believe his nonsense.

But Tang Juan, who ate sweets, was so obedient, he couldn't help but want to tease him a little longer.

Tang Juan didn't speak for a long while, holding Tanghuo's hand tightly.

Yan Huiqing leaned over: "Are you really angry? Why don't you buy a candy man and make me eat it too?"

"I'm not mad at this."

Tang Juan endured it again and again, but he still couldn't hold it back, and felt wronged: "You clearly said that it was specially bought for me."

The author says:

Tangtang: It wasn't specially bought for me, I don't want it.

It's too late again, red envelopes will be issued, and red envelopes will be issued for compensation after [-] o'clock in the future.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!