Everyone was stunned. They searched for the memory of "Mr. Second" in their minds, but there was no "Mr. Second" who could make Ghost Hand afraid. However, there was a "Second Master Qin" in the Xiliang Military Academy, who was a famous master on the Asura List for many years. It was impossible for him to be so young.
While they were puzzled, Ghost Hand spoke again, this time with some respect, "Mr. Second, why didn't you inform me that you came to Lin 'an? I could have set up a banquet to welcome you."
Everyone was shocked to see the seventy or eighty years old Ghost Hand using honorifics to a young man who was no more than thirty years old.
Li Xiang Jun looked at Yan Li in disbelief, because only she knew that this young man was obedient to Yan Li.
After Ghost Hand finished speaking, he looked at Yan Li. His orange peel-like old face reluctantly pulled into a smile, and he tentatively said, "Is this little brother the son of that lord? Sure enough, you are young and promising. "
The burly man was about to speak, but he was interrupted by Yan Li, "Let's go."
He only said two words, and then took Li Xiang Jun's little hand and walked away.
The burly man did not say a word and followed closely.
It was not until they were outside the county government that Li Xiang Jun was finally relieved. At this time, she found that her hand was still held by Yan Li. She could not help but be ashamed and angry, "How long do you want to hold it?"
Yan Li pinched her hand reluctantly and sighed, "I really want to take you to the ends of the earth and hide you, otherwise you will always attract flies." Although he said so, he still let go of her hand.
Li Xiang Jun's pretty face was slightly red. She walked down the steps with her head down and got into the carriage.
After a few steps, she suddenly stopped, opened the curtain, and said to Yan Li who was walking, "You, you'd better get in …"
Yan Li got into the carriage under the surprised eyes of the coachman. The carriage was not small, but he was also well-behaved. He sat opposite Li Xiang Jun and just looked at her with a smile.
"Thank you for just now." Li Xiang Jun said with her head down.
Yan Li said with a smile, "Thank me for what?"
Li Xiang Jun raised her head and looked at him seriously. "You've already gotten what you want. You can ignore me."
Yan Li spread his hands and said, "Didn't you also invite me to ride in your car? A nice car and a beautiful woman are the two biggest goals in life. You've helped me achieve them all at once. Come to think of it, I still owe you. "
Li Xiang Jun could not help but giggle. The smile of a beauty was extremely charming.
After a while, she couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"
"He was originally a passerby, but now …" Yan Li paused and smiled mischievously. "Of course he's a passenger."
Li Xiang Jun rolled her eyes at him and said, "It's fine if you don't want to say it. In any case, I'm just a girl from a brothel. It's better if you don't get too involved with me."
"Haven't you noticed?" Yan Li asked.
"Discovered what?" Li Xiang Jun said.
Yan Li pointed at her and said, "You have a special quality that ordinary people don't have."
"Special quality?"
"It's your real name." Yan Li pointed at the sky. "According to my speculation, it should be similar to Dharma. It's related to your character."
There were three types of real names for cultivators. Dharma was the most common one. The closer one's real name was to the top, the more unimaginable the benefits it brought to the cultivator in the process of cultivation.
This was common knowledge in the Divine Great Land. It was written clearly in the opening chapter of Martial Strategies.
Li Xiang Jun had naturally read it before. She said lightly, "How did you know?"
Yan Li smiled. "My eyes are special. I can see things that others can't."
Li Xiang Jun turned her face away. She was sure that Yan Li was trying to change the topic and brush her off. She didn't want to talk to him.
The silence continued until they reached Green Vine Courtyard. Many people watched as Yan Li followed her into the courtyard. They were all secretly surprised because there had never been a guest who could stay in Green Vine Courtyard for two days.
Li Xiang Jun didn't react until they entered the Fragrance Pavilion. However, Yan Li had already gone to the study.
She followed him in and said, "Although you are my benefactor, you can't just enter my room, right? I will have the servants prepare two empty rooms. Mother will not be happy if you keep staying here. "
Yan Li looked at the painting and read in a low voice, "But I see ghosts and gods covering the sun, the sky is dark, the people's hearts are dark, so they are in chaos, trapped in a demon's urn. Cold autumn, day after day, half an inch of spring frost, a foot of white hair …"
After reading, he was slightly surprised. "Is this Ghost and God an authentic work of Master Pu?"
"You can tell if it's real or fake?" Li Xiang Jun was even more surprised than him.
This painting was called "Ghost and God," and the painter was called Pu Chang. He was a famous painter during the era of the Spirit Emperor a hundred years ago. The gray background that looked like locusts in the painting was actually a "demon" that was born from people hurting and fighting each other. The faintly discernible back was the Spirit Emperor himself.
When the Spirit Emperor saw the painting, he actually shed tears. He immediately treated Master Pu as a close friend and wrote a short phrase on it.
Yan Li said, "Master Pu's work depends on the artistic conception. When I saw it for the first time, I naturally thought of a saying: 'When humans are hurt, they often need to hurt others several times more than what they have suffered before they can feel the balance in their hearts.' So I concluded that it was authentic. "
Li Xiang Jun's beautiful eyes shone. "If I remember correctly, this sentence came from the Spirit Emperor's' Women's Scripture '."
Yan Li nodded. "Yes, during the Ghost and God Feast, the Spirit Emperor was trapped in the Qingqiu Palace. The people of Yongling in the capital became more and more corrupt. In the end, they started fighting, killing, and torturing on the streets … When the Spirit Emperor wrote 'Women's Scripture', he wrote it in the beginning."
Seeing Li Xiang Jun's smile, he shrugged. "Don't think too much. When I was young, my mother often talked about it, so I know a little."
"Then you can introduce me to her. Maybe we can talk." Li Xiang Jun covered her mouth and smiled.
Yan Li was startled. Then he smiled and turned around. "She's long gone."
He walked to the jade table, sat down, and poured a cup of water.
Li Xiang Jun finally understood why he liked this painting so much. She quickly changed the topic. "Only the people of Yongling would deeply miss the Spirit Emperor. Are you from Yongling?"
Yan Li said, "I've left Yongling for twelve years."
Leaving home and losing the person he loved the most early was almost a true portrayal of himself.
Li Xiang Jun looked at Yan Li with gentler eyes. "I believe your mother must be watching you from heaven right now."
Yan Li didn't say anything.
Li Xiang Jun thought he was lost in his memories. Just as she was about to ask people to prepare two empty rooms, she saw Yan Li's hand holding the teacup suddenly tremble violently. The tea splashed everywhere.
Before she could react, the teacup was crushed with a bang.
"What's wrong?"
She suddenly panicked. Because Yan Li's eyes suddenly became deathly gray, revealing a sky full of resentment. There seemed to be countless wails and screams of dead spirits. All the screams gathered together and seemed to turn into the words "give me back my life".
Those wails were not only wails, but also extremely violent pressure. Li Xiang Jun was forced to retreat several steps, her face pale.
The deathly gray resentment seemed to be rushing out of Yan Li's eyes. Yan Li silently raised his head and clenched his teeth. The resentment couldn't rush out, so it moved up to his forehead. A deathly gray line appeared on his forehead. Looking closely, there were about six lines, like the pattern on his head. The seventh line was not complete, but it was still being drawn.
At this time, the burly man guarding the door strode in. Without saying anything, he moved Yan Li to the bed.
"Hot water." He said hoarsely.
Li Xiang Jun had no time to care, and immediately went to call for hot water.
The burly man untied Yan Li's shirt. Li Xiang Jun wanted to cover her eyes, but it was too late. Only then did she realize that the skinny Yan Li's upper body was actually very strong. Every muscle seemed to have been tempered thousands of times, with a rock-like texture and perfect distribution.
However, what made Li Xiang Jun unable to move her eyes away was not his muscles, but the crisscrossing scars on it. The most ferocious one went from his right shoulder to his left abdomen. Looking at the extent of the crack, if the person who chopped him used more force, he would have already cut open his stomach.
"You do it." The burly man handed her the towel.
Her mind was violently shocked, and she subconsciously took it. For a moment, she didn't know what to do, and could only stand there in a daze.
"Wipe the sweat." After the burly man finished speaking, he pressed his hand on Yan Li's upper body. Pure white Yuan Qi seeped out from his palm and penetrated into Yan Li's body.
Yan Li's whole body was stretched straight because of some kind of pain. After the burly man's Yuan Qi was injected, he felt a little better.
Li Xiang Jun immediately recognized it. Wasn't this the method Yan Li used to treat her face?
She resisted her shyness, bit her teeth and began to wipe Yan Li's sweat.
During this process, she saw a little clue from Yan Li's eyes. In the deathly grey tone, there would occasionally be a sharp purple sword shadow. Every time the sword shadow appeared, Yan Li's pain would be greatly reduced.
An hour later, the seventh strange seal was completely born, and the sword shadow had completely occupied Yan Li's eyes. The deathly grey immediately faded away.
Finally, the sword shadow disappeared, and Yan Li's eyes also regained clarity.
"Are you better?" Li Xiang Jun put the towel back in the basin. This was the first time she served someone, and she was so tired that she was sweating profusely.
The burly man looked at Yan Li and wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he didn't say anything and went out with the basin.
Yan Li was a little weak. He smiled at her and said, "It's nothing. It's an old illness. Usually, it won't relapse. My mind is a little uneasy today."
Li Xiang Jun immediately remembered, "That painting?"
Yan Li nodded.
Li Xiang Jun had a woman's sensitivity and slenderness, so she knew why Yan Li was uneasy. But she was not a cultivator, so she didn't know why Yan Li would 'act up' when his mind was uneasy.
She asked, "Are there resentful spirits hidden in your eyes …"
The corner of Yan Li's mouth slightly raised, "Are you afraid?"
Li Xiang Jun said calmly, "It's very scary. If you weren't my benefactor, I would have already asked the guards to throw you out."
"Li Xiang Jun, you have a clear distinction between gratitude and grudges. I like your honesty."
Yan Li's eyes carried a smile. He suddenly picked up the quilt and took a deep breath. He said intoxicatedly, "It's so fragrant. As expected of Xiang Jun."
"You …" Li Xiang Jun frowned. She wanted to chase him away, but looking at his pale face, she couldn't bear to do so.
Yan Li's eyes suddenly became deep and bright. With an indescribable meaning, he looked straight at Ru Yan and said, "I didn't come to Qing Ya Market for the recommendation quota. In fact, what I want more is you."
Dong!
Li Xiang Jun's heart jumped heavily, "You, what are you saying …"
Yan Li had already put on his clothes and stood up. He walked out by himself and said, "After I get the quota tomorrow, we will talk about it in detail."
Li Xiang Jun's mind was in a mess. She didn't hear what he said at all.
She had been hanging out for three years. The amount of sweet words she had heard could pile up into a mountain. She had long heard calluses, but only a single sentence from Yan Li stirred up her heart endlessly. The things that happened in the past two days kept flashing through her mind. One by one, they were still so vivid. Yan Li's smiling face also became more and more clear, as if it had long been engraved in her heart.
Her pretty face was like a little girl's first awakening of love, and two red clouds rose up. But when she came back to her senses, Yan Li had already disappeared.
Who said that a whore was heartless?
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