After more than half a month, Ji Chaoyun finally set foot on Wenqu Peak again.
Being dragged into the familiar courtyard by Feng Qi, Ji Chaoyun couldn't help but ask, "Don't you never live with others?"
"So you are not allowed to make noise here and disturb my rest, otherwise..." Feng Qi pointed to the lotus pond in the courtyard, "I will throw you into the water."
Ji Chaoyun: "..."
"There are two bedrooms in total. The one on the left is mine, and the one on the right is unoccupied. I have piled up some clutter. You can clean it up yourself." Feng Qi crossed the stone bridge and walked towards the bamboo beside the lotus pond. Lying on the couch, he said leisurely, "The courtyard in front of the house and the spiritual field behind the house will be taken care of by you in the future. It shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"
"Also, I have raised this pond of golden-tailed koi for many years. You are not allowed to eat them."
"..." Ji Chaoyun was speechless and said, "Don't worry, I don't eat koi."
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the bedroom on the right. Pushing open the door, there was a cloud of dust inside the house.
I don't know how long it has been since this house has been cleaned. There is a thick layer of soil in the house, and all kinds of sundries are placed at random. Ji Chaoyun stood silently in front of the door, and for a while he even looked for a place to stay. not.
Seeing that he hadn't entered the room for a long time, Feng Qi came over and said, "What's the matter... cough, cough!"
Feng Qi was choked by the oncoming dust, clutching his nose and hurried back a few steps. Ji Chaoyun looked back at him and was about to enter the house, but was stopped by Feng Qi.
"Cough...you wait...cough!" Feng Qi pulled him back as if he was fleeing, raised his hand and closed the door with a "bang", "What are you thinking, go in so dirty, cough..."
Ji Chaoyun's expression was a little difficult to describe: "Have you never opened this room since you moved in?"
Feng Qi thought for a while: "Almost. When I first entered school, I asked someone to move the sundries in the courtyard into it, and then I didn't open it again."
just enrolled...
More than fifty years.
Ji Chaoyun closed his eyes and said, "It's fine, just pack it up. Your Highness, step back, so as not to get on you."
"It's already this time, when do you want to get it?" Feng Qi said, "I'll find someone to clean it tomorrow, so don't do it for now."
"But… "
"What's so good about it." Feng Qi interrupted him involuntarily, "You didn't rest last night, you've been on the road all day today, and you have to go to class tomorrow. Aren't you tired?"
… I'm not as squeamish as you are.
Ji Chaoyun slandered and said patiently: "I want to ask, if I don't clean it up, where do I live?"
Feng Qi: "..."
There are a total of two bedrooms in this yard, this one cannot live in, so not only…
Feng Qi Yuguang glanced at the bedroom on the right, hesitant. His Royal Highness Feng Er has never lived with anyone since he was born, so this layer of psychological defense is not so easy to cross. But if Ji Chaoyun is let go now, it will be even more difficult to fool people to Wenqufeng next time.
Feng Qi gritted his teeth: "Go to my bedroom!"
Ji Chaoyun was a little surprised, but did not refuse.
It was the curfew time for the main peak at this moment. Without this fearless His Royal Highness Feng Er, he was afraid that he would be taken back to the Inspector Hall by the night patrol disciples as soon as he crossed the barrier. The other reason is that he unexpectedly showed a demon body yesterday, and today he was running around all day, and he was indeed a little tired.
Before going to bed, Feng Qi was particular about taking a dip in the hot spring water behind the house to relieve fatigue. He soaked for half an hour, seeing that the night was getting dark, but when he returned to the bedroom lightly, he found that Ji Chaoyun had not slept.
He was wearing only a middle coat, his hair was loose after bathing, and he was sitting under the lamp reading.
The dragons live in water and cannot see sunlight, so their complexion is naturally cold and white, which is more obvious on Ji Chaoyun. At this moment, under the lamp, the three-dimensional facial features were covered with a layer of warm velvet light, which made him look a little more bloody.
Feng Qi leaned against the door and watched him quietly.
Somehow, the originally awkward emotions disappeared the moment I saw this scene, and were replaced by another kind of secret, indescribable throbbing.
Feng Qi's eyes traced inch by inch on Ji Chaoyun's face, and suddenly felt a little regret in his heart: If he is not a man...
This thought flashed through his mind, and Feng Qi suddenly woke up.
What was he thinking just now
If Ji Chaoyun wasn't a man, what would he do
It's a pity that he didn't have time to think about it any more. Ji Chaoyun closed the scroll in his hand and raised his head: "What have you been standing there for?"
"...It's okay." Feng Qi stepped forward as if nothing had happened, and glanced at the book in his hand: "Why did you take my Dengyun Tower's collection of books again?"
A trace of guilt flashed in Ji Chaoyun's eyes, but he said without changing his tone: "Isn't the book just for people to see?"
Ji Chaoyun has taken the book from Dengyun Tower more than once or twice, Feng Qi pretended not to see it when he returned, and now he has gotten used to the little demon dragon quite a bit.
Feng Qi stared down at Ji Chaoyun from a high place, and finally didn't bother with him, raised his hand and turned off the light: "Sleep!"
The room fell into darkness for a while, Ji Chaoyun heard the rustling sound of Feng Qi turning over on the bed in the darkness, hesitant for a moment, and followed him into the bed.
Ji Chaoyun once said that Fengqi Ganquan was drinking paulownia as his habitat, and he did not understand the sufferings of the world. At that time, he was only angry for a while, but he did not expect that this person was really as particular as the rumored phoenix.
The bed of His Royal Highness Feng Er was made of high-grade sycamore wood, and it was covered with soft mattresses and fleece blankets, making it extremely comfortable to lie on.
Ji Chaoyun touched the silk quilt on his body and thought, he didn't know, but he thought there was a precious little princess living here.
The two of them were lying on both sides of the bed, with a one-person-wide gap in between. Ji Chaoyun turned his back to Feng Qi, and heard the other person ask behind him, "Ji Chaoyun, have you always been prejudiced against people like us from the fairyland?"
Ji Chaoyun didn't answer for a while, and asked, "Why do you ask that?"
"I feel." Feng Qi said, "I heard that when you were in Changqingyuan, you often went to Hongmeng Mountain to help others pass through the secret realm, so many scattered immortals in the academy liked you very much. This is not like the you I usually know."
Ji Chaoyun was silent for a moment, then whispered: "I came from the mortal world, and naturally I am closer to Sanxian, don't the other disciples in the academy do the same?"
The factions of Hongmeng Academy are very clearly divided, and it is not uncommon for the scattered immortals to either depend on the children of the immortal family, or to hug each other for warmth.
"It's nothing, it's just that I always feel that you don't seem to be the kind of person who values your background." Feng Qi said, "You haven't come to Xianyu for a long time, and you don't know much. Have you ever thought that this place is not as bad as you think? ? At least I'm... not what you think."
Ji Chaoyun fell silent again.
The room fell into a long silence, so long that Feng Qi thought that the other party had fallen asleep, but heard Ji Chaoyun suddenly say: "I agree with half of what you just said."
Xianyu is still the same Xianyu, but you are indeed not that kind of person.
Feng Qi subconsciously asked, "Which half?"
"… think to yourself."
Ji Chaoyun took out his purse from his arms, put it on his lips and kissed it softly, "Sleep, good night."
Feng Qi turned his head to look over, in the darkness, only the silhouette of Ji Chaoyun could be seen hidden in the darkness.
He quietly looked at the silhouette for a long time, then smiled softly: "Good night."
Early the next morning, Ji Chaoyun arrived at the classroom on time for morning reading.
Feng Qi almost didn't go to morning class for no other reason, just couldn't get out of bed. When Ji Chaoyun left in the morning, he originally wanted to wake him up, but His Highness Feng Er said last night that he was very angry when he got up. In order not to be thrown into the pool by this uncle, Ji Chaoyun finally did not dare to wake him up.
However, when Ji Chaoyun came to Yanjianping in the afternoon, he saw Feng Qi standing in the center of the open space.
Feng Qi seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look in his direction. The eyes of the two were facing each other, and Ji Chaoyun subconsciously looked away.
The corners of Feng Qi's mouth curved into an arc, but quickly subsided, and shouted loudly, "Come here soon, the bell for the lunch class has been struck twice, what are you dawdling about?"
The disciples arrived at Yanjianping one after another, and Ye Chenxing whispered in Ji Chaoyun's ear: "Why is this flower peacock here? Their high-level disciples are the most annoying to supervise our practice, and they can't hide. This flower peacock is usually his own. No class, no one dares to let him supervise the practice, what kind of medicine did you take today?"
"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon." Bei Ran said worriedly, "Brother Ji, you had a fight with him before, do you think he will take revenge on purpose?"
Before Ji Chaoyun was almost out of control, Feng Qi suppressed it. No one in the academy knew about it. Even Ye Chenxing and Bei Ran thought that Ji Chaoyun was fighting with Feng Qi, so they were locked up.
Just as Ji Chaoyun was about to explain something, Feng Qi cast a sensitive glance in their direction and scolded, "What are you still muttering about? You are talking about you, what are you doing so close, and you are not allowed to speak!"
Ji Chaoyun: "..."
Feng Qi looked back as if nothing had happened: "...I asked Xianjun Kaiyang, all of you were too lazy in the past and didn't practice well, how could you pass the academy's assessment? I'm in a good mood today, brothers and sisters. I'll come and teach you a few tricks."
He raised his hand and waved, and a circular barrier about three feet wide appeared on the grass with him as the center: "Line up one by one to fight with me, and those who pass the pass go back to practice swordsmanship, but I will be punished by myself. Word-level start."
The disciples took turns entering the circular area to compete with Feng Qi one-on-one.
Feng Qi's body skills are not to be said, even if all the disciples present add up, they are not necessarily his opponents. But at this moment, he seemed to be really instructing the disciples. He didn't even come out with weapons during the whole process.
Occasionally, there are disciples whose foundation is too poor to catch his moves at all.
Feng Qi taught students according to their aptitude, and the time to compete with each disciple was also long or short, but after a competition, the disciples all benefited a lot. The atmosphere on Yanjianping gradually became warm, but Ji Chaoyun instinctively felt that things were not so simple.
Is this person really just here to teach disciples to cultivate
He subconsciously looked not far away, Xu Zixing had been fascinated since the beginning of the class, always hiding behind the crowd, not knowing what he was thinking. Aware that Ji Chaoyun was looking at him, the man hurriedly looked away and hid behind several disciples.
At this moment, Feng Qiyou called out, "Next one, Xu Zixing."
Xu Zixing trembled suddenly, and his face turned pale.
Feng Qi didn't seem to notice this, and frowned as he scanned the crowd: "Where is Xu Zixing, why didn't you answer, didn't you come?"
"I... I'm here." Xu Zixing replied in a low voice, walking through the crowd and entering the barrier.
Feng Qi smiled and rubbed his wrist inadvertently. The gold chain around his wrist hung down and turned into a long golden whip in his hand. The long whip glowed with spiritual energy, Xu Zixing's face was pale, and he subconsciously took a half step back.
"Don't be nervous." Feng Qi said, "I'm a little tired from fighting, you shouldn't mind my use of weapons, right?"
Xu Zixing: "No, I dare not..."
"That's good." The smile on Feng Qi's face disappeared instantly, and he said coldly, "Let's start."