My Husband Is the Villain

Zhou Wen pursed her lips, her eyebrows drooping down into a "囧" character: "Why?"

Seeing that Lin Qingxu didn't answer with a silent face, she hugged her arm, and went over to her and said, "Is it possible, just because Senior Brother Muyang likes you?"

Senior Brother Muyang, whose surname is Zheng, is a disciple of the Alchemy Pavilion. The Alchemy Pavilion needs medicinal herbs as ingredients, so there is a lot of negotiation between the two.

Hearing Zheng Muyang's name, Lin Qingxu's forehead jumped.

Seeing that her face was about to change, Zhou Wen hurriedly raised her hands in a gesture of surrender: "Okay, okay, I also know you don't like him, so I won't say it."

Lin Qingxu's expression darkened slightly, but Zhou Wen turned her eyes and bumped her shoulder again: "Anyway, Senior Pastor Xiu is much stronger than Senior Brother Muyang. Qingqing, it's normal that you don't like Senior Brother Muyang."

Lin Qingxu looked at her bulging cheeks, moved her fingers, and pinched them.

In the pain of Zhou Wen's screaming, Lin Qingxu wiped the oil on her side face: "Xiaowen, you didn't realize that the person I like is actually you?"

As expected, the scene of someone vomiting sour water did not appear. Lin Qingxu looked at the person in front of him with horror and changed his painful face, wrapped his arms around himself, and shouted happily.

"Qingqing, are you telling the truth? Have you finally discovered my deep love for you? Since you have confessed to me, it is too unreasonable for me not to accept it, so what should we do now? Go find it. Is Master coming to be a witness to our marriage? Let's go, let's go!"

Lin Qingxu, who was dragged forward: "..."

This realistic acting, she can't compare, can't compare!

The two made a fuss to the front of the cafeteria, and when they saw the familiar boiled cabbage, they all fainted.

Aunt: "Qingqing and Xiaowen are here. Aunt has cooked a lot today. You should eat more!"

Lin Qingxu and Zhou Wen looked at each other, and in each other's eyes they saw the same unlovable life as themselves.

The two finished dinner in a few bites at a faster rate, and then returned the rinsed plate to the aunt's hand, and then they left with the aunt's warm eyes.

On the way back, Zhou Wen touched her belly that had just been filled with clear soup and lacked water, raised her head pitifully, and looked at Lin Qingxu: "Qingqing, can't you think about the Lantern Festival? You don't go, Senior Brother Muyang. Most likely won't go." Then she won't be able to go...

Lin Qingxu glanced at her and said without turning around, "No."

Zhou Wen heard the words, a strong sadness appeared on her delicate and tender face, she sniffed, and saw Lin Qingxu push open the door, followed by a small tail.

Lin Qingxu's head hurt when she looked at her pitiful Bara.

Lin Qingxu's current master is busy with the cultivation of high-level spiritual plants, and has no spare time to take care of them. On weekdays, the plantation is loose and loose, and there are many disciples who sneak out of the door and out of the world of cultivating immortals.

This is not the first time Zhou Wen and Lin Qingxu mentioned going down the mountain to play in the human world, but she never agreed.

Faith is like a dam. When it is unshakable, it is firmly defended. Once there is a small gap, it is devastating and all overturned.

Lin Qingxu stayed in the Qishan faction for eight years, waiting for Xu Yu to appear, she did not want to cause irreversible consequences because of a single thought.

Zhou Wen was still reluctant, pulling on her cuff while acting coquettishly and wailing: "No, Qingqing, why don't you accompany me to the human world, the last time I went to the human world was two years ago, and I forgot about people. What's wrong with the food and snacks in the world, didn't I bring you back when I went there before? Just help me this time~"

Lin Qingxu turned his eyes away from her, and said ruthlessly, "No."

Zhou Wen pursed her lips, tears in her eyes: "How about I move the fifth-order red pearl grass that you liked earlier to your field?"

Lin Qingxu pursed her lips slightly, a little reluctant, but still said, "No."

Lin Qingxu has not been in this industry for as long as Zhou Wen, and now the highest-level spiritual plant she has raised is only the fourth-order. Two days ago, she went to Zhou Wen's field and happened to take aim at a fifth-order red pearl grass that had just advanced. .

The red pearl grass has entered the fifth rank, which can be said to usher in a new life. Compared with its youth, it is much more glamorous. The ugly low-grade red pearl grass grows in Lin Qingxu's field. The moment I saw it , Immediately shocked Amakusa!

Zhou Wen mentioned this exchange, which really moved her heart.

It's a pity that the heart returns to the heart, and the belief cannot be changed!

"Wow~ Qingqing, we'll be back that night when we go there, and it won't get in the way for a while, so just promise me." Zhou Wen's grinding skills are first and foremost, "Then, I'll send you two more plants. The fourth-order Saigento, don't you happen to have not lived through the third-order?"

"No, okay." Lin Qingxu closed his eyes and tried to ignore her softness.

Zhou Wen bullied her up, swayed her from side to side with her arms in her arms, and her mouth became even more ill: "Hey, Qingqing, you will follow you every day if you don't promise me these few days, and I don't have any spiritual plants in my field. If you have any questions, Master asks me, and I will say that you didn’t let me go… hum.”

Lin Qingxu's forehead burst with a cross, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

Zhou Wen: "Promise me, Qingqing promise me."

After a long time, Lin Qingxu gave up struggling: "...Okay."

"Really!" Zhou Wen's black and glazed eyes widened, and a smile filled her eyes for a moment, "Qingqing, did you promise me?"

Lin Qingxu sighed and nodded: "Well."

In fact, if Lin Qingxu really didn't agree, Zhou Wen, who regarded the spirit plant as a small life, couldn't really follow her every day and wait for Lin Qingxu to agree.

It's just that Lin Qingxu suddenly felt that it might be okay to help Zhou Wen this time.

After all, two years later, when Ling Xu's illusion is opened, she will also take the initiative to find a way to leave the Qishan faction and find Xu Yu.

It is better to take this opportunity to find more ways.

She finally agreed, Zhou Wen's charming smile turned into a flower, and Lin Qingxu ignored the weird thoughts flying out of her mind and was busy arranging the things in the house.

Lin Qingxu stayed at Qishan School for eight years and had a lot of luggage. The Qishan Sect is located on the western edge of the Xiuxian world, not far from the human world. Every six months, the sect will send its disciples out to buy things together, and the things they buy will be distributed according to the quantity. something for her.

In addition, the pastor would occasionally go out and bring her some things back, so there were a lot of things in the room unconsciously.

Lin Qingxu just thought of Mu Xiu, but when did Zhou Wen reach her side: "Qingqing, I've always wanted to ask you a question?"

Zhou Wen was overjoyed when she got the answer, and the ending of each word was slightly upturned.

Zhou Wen is half a head shorter than the tall Lin Qingxu, has a long loli face, but has a carefree personality. She is a typical optimist who can take in and out of her emotional thoughts, and it will always make people feel at ease to get along with her.

"You said." Lin Qingxu pursed her lips and smiled, folded the clothes on her hands and put them in the closet.

Zhou Wen secretly smiled, pressed her mouth to her ear, and whispered, "Qingqing, do you like Senior Pastor or not?"

Lin Qingxu's heart skipped a beat twice, somewhat unexpected.

After a full three seconds, she regained her expression and instead asked Xiang Zhou Wen, "Then tell me, why do I like Senior Pastor Brother Xiu?"

Zhou Wen got up, sat back on the bed, looked at the wall and said leisurely, "I should ask you this question, how do I know. Besides, I can see clearly that both the pastor and Muyang like you." Having said this, she shook her legs proudly, "My family Qingqing is so beautiful, they like you and they have vision, Qingqing, don't worry, we are all still young, so don't be in a hurry to pick a future husband..."

Zhou Wen thought out a big talk, only to find out after a short while that Lin Qingxu didn't speak.

"Qingqing?"

Lin Qingxu bowed his head stunned, and asked her a little strangely and uncertainly: "Xiaowen, do you think... Senior Pastor likes me?"

Zhou Wen became serious because of her sudden serious appearance, she pondered for a short moment, and said, "Yes, Senior Pastor doesn't often send you things, does he still care about you? He's so cold, if he doesn't like you... ...I shouldn't do this to a person, okay?"

Zhou Wen said in the end, she was not sure.

Zhou Wen can be sure that Zheng Muyang likes Lin Qingxu because the other party often asks her about Lin Qingxu's news. After a few times, Zhou Wen easily pulled out Zheng Muyang's positive answer that he likes Lin Qingxu.

But Mu Xiu is different.

Mu Xiu is not salty to everyone in the sect, but Lin Qingxu is special. But if he wanted to say that he liked her, Mu Xiu didn't show it to Lin Qingxu.

But if you don't like it, what else can it be?

Zhou Wen pressed her cheek with her hand, and reconfirmed that Senior Pastor Xiu must like Qingqing!

The next day, Zhou Wen kept his word and sent the agreed fifth-order red pearl grass and two vines. Lin Qingxu chose a good location for them and planted them. He applied the rain-changing art twice, and saw three new ones. The classmates are well adjusted, so they can solve other fighting problems.

After the triple attack of wind and thunderstorms in the last two days, all five Hongying Ganoderma lucidum have advanced to the advanced level.

Lin Qingxu trembled happily, unable to control the strength of the rain-changing art. The poor little ones who had just been reborn were almost dehydrated by a heavy rain, and they were able to maintain their lives with the last bit of root system in the ground.

Aware of the miserable condition of the poor little ones, Lin Qingxu guiltily hurriedly rubbed the soil to give sunlight, and it took a little while for the five poor little ones to be healthy again, and they also regained the motivation to fight.

The next day, when Lin Qingxu saw the newly advanced fourth-level Hongying Lingzhi and the two newly moved vines entangled with each other, he was so angry that he wanted to beat the bear child!

...

For two consecutive days, Lin Qingxu was furious with his new classmates who were full of combat power.

No matter where she planted the Qi Genteng, the two demon kings of the world were fighting, just after she was rescued, she turned around, and the demon king of the world was twisted into a ball with other spiritual plants.

In the end, Lin Qingxu couldn't bear it any longer, and Yiteng made a barrier.

Still fighting? Shut down you guys!

Climbing on the barrier and dancing with Qi Genteng: There is a kind of power called self-flying!

Lin Qingxu managed the bear child for two days, but Zhou Wen on the other end was in a good mood every day: The belligerent king Qi Genteng was finally sent to another house, so proud!

In addition, I will be able to go to the Human World soon, even more proud!

On the agreed day, Lin Qingxu checked the spiritual plants in the field for the last time. Before sunset, he and Zhou Wen returned to the house, changed out of the disciple's clothes, and put on an ordinary person's clothes.

After everything was sorted out, she and Zhou Wen went to a narrow path in the back mountain to gather with Zheng Muyang.

After meeting, Zheng Muyang thoughtfully first handed them a sound transmission stone and said, "Qingqing, Xiaowen, I am afraid there will be a lot of people at the lantern festival at night. If they are scattered by the crowd, we can use the sound transmission stone to talk. "

Lin Qingxu and Zhou Wen nodded.

Undoubtedly, Zheng Muyang, who is humble, gentle, delicate and considerate, can easily win the favor of girls. However, good feelings return good feelings, and there is only one person who will be tempted by Lin Qingxu.

Therefore, whether it is Zheng Muyang or Mu Xiu, she will not have feelings for them.

On the way down the mountain, Lin Qingxu wanted to silently memorize the route so that he could use it as a way out in the future. But after walking through the grass and rocks for half an hour in a row, her mind has been muddled by all kinds of bends.

Don't talk about the route, she can't even tell the difference between east, west and northwest, okay?

After finally reaching the human world town, the only landmark that Lin Qingxu remembered was the conspicuous stone with a triangular spire facing upwards at the door when he left the mountain.

When night falls, the lights in the human town are bright, and the lit lanterns are like long dragons, reflecting the night like day.

The number of people on the street has increased, and it can be seen that people with lanterns are moving forward.

Zheng Muyang brought the two of them and had the responsibility to protect their safety, and reminded: "We will try our best to walk next to each other. This town is not small, and it may not be easy to find it for a while after the crowd has dispersed." He finished, Looking at Lin Qingxu again, he said, "Qingqing should go down the mountain for the first time after joining the faction. Follow me carefully and don't get scattered."

When Zhou Wen heard this, she immediately winked with Lin Qingxu.

Lin Qingxu pretended not to see it, and only made a statement to the well-meaning Zheng Muyang.

Tonight is the Lantern Festival. Of course, everyone has to carry a lantern, but there are no lanterns for sale in the town. They are all selected for free at the lantern exhibitions on the east and west sides of the town.

When the three of Lin Qingxu went to choose lanterns, they happened to hear the middle-aged man who managed the lantern venue cheerfully reminded: "There is one lantern, and on the other hand, there is a word for fate."

The man said: "The lanterns on both sides of this thing are placed in pairs. If you see other people carrying the same lanterns, then you are destined people."

The man's words caused a thousand waves, and many people who had chosen the lanterns couldn't leave in time, and went to the other side to find their destined people.

Zhou Wen chose a lantern with a picture of a monkey fishing for the moon. After listening to the man's explanation, she frowned and tilted her head towards Lin Qingxu and said, "Why do I have a feeling that my destined person will be a man? What about the child?"

Such childish lanterns, most of them will be chosen by children, right?

Lin Qingxu smiled without saying a word.

Zheng Muyang deliberately glanced at the circling and dancing Chilong sketched on Lin Qingxu's lantern.

It's a pity that her fate is not destined to be him.

Lin Qingxu noticed Zheng Muyang's gaze, pursed his lips lightly, and said, "Let's go."

Shuttled into the crowd, she watched people with jacquard lamps pass by, but she never saw the destined person she was looking forward to.

She remembered that in the first Spring Festival when she and Su Yan got married, Su Yan once gave her a pair of interlocking jade pendants. On his one, the depiction is a circling Chilong.

The moment she saw this lantern, she thought of him.

Lin Qingxu silently shifted her gaze towards the lanterns, and followed the lively crowd aimlessly, with the noisy voices in her ears, her eyes fell on people near and far without focus.

Suddenly, her eyes froze.

In the bright lights, at the end of the road, a familiar figure stood there.

He was dressed in a moon-white gown and held a lantern in his hand. It was too far away. Lin Qingxu couldn't recognize the pattern of his lantern, but he saw him tilting his head slightly, frowning his brows, and seemed to be standing quietly in the same place impatiently. He stared coldly at everything around him.

Lin Qingxu's lips trembled, and a name blurted out: "Ayan..."

The author has something to say: I am so sleepy that my eyelids are fighting, I really want to wake up with a lot of comments (I hope it is not a dream, haha)

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