He owes only one person, he has already owed too much.

It tasted bad, and it was even more harsh than being a useless man for ten years, so he didn't want to try again.

Ten years are like a horse in a gap and a fire in a stone.

When I pass by myself, I feel that time is slow. When I look back, I feel that it will be destroyed as it is born and destroyed, like a big dream.

It seems that this Feng Ruyuan, who has been lazy and tired of listening to the world, is the truth.

It was like the young man who was like a bright fire ten years ago, only in his previous life.

One day, Feng Rugu woke up and it was already noon.

He received another letter from Thirty-fourth.

He was too lazy to get up, lay on the bed, and opened the letters boredly.

Something happened to the Bushimen again, but fortunately it was just a family matter.

The two demon sects that the Bushimen have been tolerated have a grudge. After entering, one son and one daughter died of a fight over trivial matters.

Thirty-four suppressed the matter and reported it to him, and once again advised him to come to serve as the leader of the sect as soon as possible.

In fact, 34 has already had the ability to stand alone, and he is also a gathering of heroes in the world. Perhaps, he no longer needs Feng Ruyuan.

If possible, Thirty-four can replace it at any time and take advantage of its prestige and become the leader of the sect in the world.

But he didn't.

...34, I am still trying my best to keep the retreat for Feng Rugu.

Feng Rugu was full of energy and turned over and sat up.

He read this ordinary complaint letter many times, word by word, sentence by sentence, and at the end, he looked at the "Yesterday" and "Today" hanging on the wall.

"Yesterday", "Today"'s appearance is still bright and beautiful, but only he knows that "Yesterday" has been destroyed and "Today" has been destroyed.

So, in whose hands should tomorrow be held?

...

Feng Rugu left Qingzhu Palace.

The same action and the same scene as when he first talked about the admission of apprentices, Chang Boning reviewed the affairs of the door on the desk, and he lay lazily on the other end of the desk and acted coquettishly.

But what he asked for this time was very different from the last time: "Senior brother, I want to find a Taoist partner."

Chang Boning froze.

A large drop of round green ink fell on the document he reviewed, and a piece of ink leaked out.

Chang Boning looked at the ink trace until it was about to smudge the words, and then he was shocked. He picked up the veil and wiped it. He did not dare to look up at Feng Rugu: "Why did you suddenly think of finding a Taoist partner?"

Feng Rugu: "It's boring."

Chang Boning thought he was joking and picked up the document book: "Don't joke about major events in life."

Feng Rugu didn't say anything, raised his hand and lifted half of the document to press it back to the table with a single finger.

Chang Boning looked at his fine white and bloodless fingers, and his heart was mixed: "You mean...really?"

At that moment, when Feng Rugu suddenly felt a little soft-hearted when he heard Chang Boning's tone.

He also lowered his head: "As of twenty-eight years old, I have died and want to live well. I have not tried this."

Chang Boning hesitated: "The demonic energy in your body..."

Feng Rugu: "I will choose a good woman who can keep secrets."

"...Okay, I believe it's the same." Chang Boning smiled hard, "My junior has always had a good view of people. After a long time of spring, they are all rare good kids."

Feng Rugu: "..." Senior brother, can you not mention this?

The fact that Yun Zhongjun looked for a Taoist couple became a major event in Taoism.

Although the Taoist sects often criticized him, they had endless benefits to marry Fengling and could not make people feel moved. Therefore, the families were extremely enthusiastic and recommended themselves and sent their small statue of their daughter of their age to Fengling for their choice.

Compared with Chang Boning's attention and the earnest expectations of various schools, choosing is actually a very simple thing for Feng Ruyuan.

He chose among the numerous portraits of his daughter, only looking at the names posted on the scroll.

After half a day, Feng Rugu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he picked out one: "Wenshimen?...Wenchen has a sister?"

Chang Boning heard his eager tone and couldn't help but wonder: "Do you have a good relationship with Wenchen?"

Feng Rugu said nothing: "It's great. In the 'remaining world', he fought side by side with me, sharing the joys and sorrows. His sister must not be much worse."

This is just for Chang Boning to hear.

The Wen family and Feng Rugu were born to be in conflict with him. Wen Chen owe him a lot in the "left world" and would not be willing to betroth his sister to him.

Wen Runjin is even more greedy. If he catches his own handle, is it more likely to climb the big tree of Fengling, or is it more likely to use his own destruction to pull Fengling off his horse with the help of his leader?

The reputation of my daughter's family is also very important, so Feng Rugu wanted to solve this problem before marriage.

Unexpectedly, before he could reveal the foot that Wen Runjin could catch, he heard the news that Miss Wen San rushed to Fengling Mountain angrily.

Feng Rugu was curious: "Oh? Why?"

Luo Fuchun had a bitter face: "I heard... it was the master Wen who sent the portrait without her approval..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Ruyuan had a plan.

He yawned: "I'm going to take a nap, you can entertain her and tell her to wait."

Luo Fuchun was so scared that he grabbed his collar: "Master! I have never dealt with a woman."

Feng Rugu simply said: "Learn."

When Luo Fuchun was stunned, Feng Ruyuan broke free from him like a rabbit, rushed into the room, prepared for a while, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Fuchun knocked outside with some anxiety: "Master, Miss Wen San said she wanted to see you."

Feng Rugu fell asleep but didn't hear it.

Luo Fuchun had to whisper the angry Wen Shener through a door, saying that his master was taking a nap and asked to go to the flower hall to wait.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but Luo Fuchun knocked on the door again, his voice full of bitterness and deep hatred: “Master, Miss Wen San has been waiting for more than an hour…”

Feng Ruju had woken up and continued to pretend not to smell it, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

Luo Fuchun outside the door had no response and had to leave in disappointment.

About an hour passed.

Feng Rugu, who was sleeping, was suddenly awakened by a shocking sound of kicking the door.

"My surname is Feng, how dare you treat me so slowly?!" Wen Shen'er forced into it, and without saying a word, brushed the jade tea set on the table to the ground. The sound of jade breaking sounded throughout the house. She pointed at Feng Rugu's nose and cursed, "Fengling is amazing? I came to reason with you very much, but you were hindering me! Don't think that you saved my brother, you have the face to be arrogant in front of me! I will not marry anymore. My father wants me to marry again, so let him marry you by himself!"

After scolding, she turned around and left, and threw the door panel hard, almost slapped Luo Fuchun's nose.

Feng Rugu sat upright, stepped on his bare feet on the ground, straightening his back.

As long as she could not wait, she entered the room privately... as long as she walked a few more steps forward, she could find that the book book on Feng Rugu's hand was a magical book.

What he placed scattered on his table were several forged letters that were interconnected with the people of the devil.

But she was too angry and came in a hurry, and went in a hurry, without having time to see anything.

Feng Rugu looked at the ground. His favorite tea set was split into pieces, and the jade was splashed all over the ground. In the evening sunlight, a tiny glow shone out.

After a long silence, Feng Rugu laughed: "…ha."

He knew that he had failed again.

Luo Fuchun sent the angry Miss Wen San away from the "still water flowing deep", and then hurriedly turned back.

He wanted to blame his uncontrollable master for saying a few words, but after entering the door, he saw Feng Rugu stepping on the ground covered with fragments of dust, and his eyebrows jumped hard and hurriedly called out: "Master, don't move, be careful of your feet! Don't hurt me!"

Walking out of a helpless mood, Feng Rugu fell into another kind of sadness.

"Isn't I good-looking?" Feng Rugu held his forehead and thought sadly, "Am I not as good-looking as ten years ago? How could she still get angry when she saw my face?"

Anyway, he screwed it up again.

After Miss Wen San went home and committed suicide for half a month, Feng Rugu was brutally resigned from the engagement.

On the day of breaking the engagement, Miss Wen San's head was hung on a tallest old pine tree in Wenshi Mountain.

This is the ending point of the blood brush of the word "风".

Feng Rugu inferred that this was the plan of Tang swordsman forcing him out of the mountain, but he fell into a brief loss of consciousness:

Is this...opportunity?

The opportunity he had been waiting for ten years but had not been able to wait for now, has he been delivered to the door?

Since it is an opportunity, Feng Ruju will not easily pass by.

He ordered Fu Chun Luojiu to pack his luggage, but he dragged the recliner and went to Qingzhu Palace to bask in the sun again.

At the same time, he confirmed for the last time that the spell of the All Spirits buried in front of the hall was intact and intact.

When he returns to the mountain again, he may be already a demon.
To be continued...