Song Ren and Yun Heng seem to be in conflict, to be precise, Song Ren unilaterally dislikes Yun Heng. Don't say a few words when you meet, as if the whole ghost is uncomfortable. In the past, Yun Heng was busy arranging various mysterious scholars, so it was better not to come to the apse often. But since he started practicing on his own, he had to come. His cultivation base is the highest, and his natural skills are different from others. Gu Yue and Yi Qing were the only ones who could ask, and they could only run to the back hall one after another, so they often encountered Song Ren.
No matter how good-tempered Yun Heng was, Song Ren was always so angry that he jumped. And Song Ren seemed to like this irritating activity, even if Yun Heng didn't come sometimes, he would go to find a little trouble from time to time.
For example, he draws a turtle on his robe from time to time, digs a big hole on the road he must pass, breaks the bed when he sleeps, and steals toilet paper when he goes to the toilet. It wasn't a big deal, but every single thing made people feel mad. The disciples of the whole sect could hear Yun Heng's angry roar from time to time.
However, Song Ren was happy with what he did, and when he saw Yun Heng being unlucky, he felt relieved.
"Speaking of which..." Shen Ying couldn't help but say, "How much do you hate light bulbs?"
"I don't hate it!" Song Ren blinked innocently and said with a serious face, "Don't worry, Immortal, how can I be such a narrow-minded person."
"Oh." Shen Ying tilted her head and pointed to Yun Heng on the opposite side, "Then can you remove the kettle from the top of other people's heads first?" It seems that you have been pouring it for a long time. They are light bulbs, not radishes. What should I do if there is a power outage
Yi Qing: "..."
Lonely Moon: "…"
Yun Heng, who was drenched in a cold heart: "..."
"Okay, Immortal!" Song Ren put down the kettle in his hand, looking relieved, the water was already drained anyway.
Yun Heng wiped a handful of water from his face and squeezed the dust-removing technique he had just learned, which dries the already soaked clothes. Seemingly accustomed to someone's mischief, he turned around and bowed to Gu Yue, "Thank you for your guidance, the disciple has understood, so I will retire first and concentrate on my practice."
"Well, let's go." Gu Yue nodded.
He then quickly left the apse with the tortoises painted all over their bodies with different postures and colorful colors, for fear that Song Ren would follow.
Everyone turned to look at a ghost...
"I didn't do anything!" Song Ren hid the kettle behind him and turned to look at the sky.
Three people: "..." Do you think we are blind
It's not that they didn't stop Song Ren, but he was very persistent in the matter of Zheng Yunheng! No use whatsoever. Even if he was locked up, he would actually learn from the other disciples without a teacher, cultivate as a ghost, and then run out to continue harassing people. They could only watch him helplessly, from a coward to a Peeves, or a special bear skin.
"You..." Yi Qing glanced at him, and then he had to sigh for a while, "Forget it!" I don't know if it was influenced by the phantom body of the radish, and why even my personality relied on it. And there must be a reason for his inexplicable disgust with Yun Heng. Although Yun Heng did not know him, there might be other connections. If there is a cause, there will be an effect, and it is not good for them to intervene too much.
"Xian Shang..." It was Song Ren who suddenly thought of something, turned his eyes, walked towards Yi Qing with some awkwardness, and said in a low voice, "Tell me... My phantom body, is it sick?"
Yi Qing was stunned for a moment, then glanced at him, "How could the phantom body get sick?" This is a fairy thing, not a mortal body.
"But..." His expression became more complicated, as if he was caring about something, he grabbed the corner of his clothes and twisted it before saying, "I feel like my body is different from before. This body is given by you, or... you give it to me. Check check?"
"Huh?" Yi Qing frowned, Song Ren's soul would feel resentment, and it was really troublesome if there was a problem with the phantom body. So Qu Zhi pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and after a while, he retracted his hand, "It's okay."
"How could it be?" Song Ren looked shocked, "Impossible? Would you like to take a look again?"
"It's really okay."
"This..." He became more and more anxious, and looked at Gu Yue next to him as if asking for help, "How about..."
"The cook said it's okay, then it's definitely okay." Before he could speak, Gu Yue said directly, "Illusion itself is the art of the Protoss, and he has deeper research on these than me."
"But, I really..." Song Ren's expression became even more strange, his face turned pale, and he was tangled before he could say anything.
"What are you trying to say?" Gu Yue said.
Yi Qing also saw that his expression was wrong, "Just say it!"
"I..." Song Ren subconsciously glanced at Shen Ying next to him, something flashed on his face, and he coughed before saying, "Well, can the two immortals... take a step to speak."
Saying that, without waiting for the two to respond, he walked out hurriedly with one person in one hand, leaving only a certain person gnawing the fruit.
Shen Ying: "..."
Could it be that she can't listen, little secret among men
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"What's the matter?" Yi Qing frowned, and glanced at a certain Peeves with some dissatisfaction. What should I do if the master was too far away
"The two immortals..." Song Ren's expression became more and more anxious, "I really have a problem with this phantom body, especially in the past two days, I obviously feel different."
"Why is it different?"
Song Ren had a puzzled look on his face, and then he said, "Hui Xian, I have felt a sudden warmth in my lower body for the past two days, and I still feel a little pain, as if I need more! I don't know why?"
"..." Yi Qing was stunned, suddenly thinking of something, and the whole person froze.
"What's the matter, cook?" Gu Yue asked subconsciously, "Is his condition serious?"
"...No." Yi Qing twitched the corners of his mouth and said after a while, "His phantom body... is made of radish's dandelion."
Dandelion... Ying
radish!
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Gu Yue, who understood in seconds, was also stiff, and two eyes instantly swept towards an unspeakable part of Song Ren.
"… "
A century of silence...
"What... What's wrong?" Song Ren suddenly felt a little cold in his lower body, and subconsciously covered it. After thinking that he should not be afraid to avoid doctors, he gritted his teeth and said, "But I can't diagnose it without seeing it in person? Why don't I show you." Anyway They were all men, so he grabbed the bottom of his trousers and was about to pull them down.
"Stop!"*2
The two shot at the same time, holding his hand tightly.
"Our relationship hasn't matured to this point yet!" Don't learn from radishes at all!
"Then how is this good?"
"Don't worry, it's alright!" Yi Qing's face became even weirder, "Your phantom body... It's always like this, it's normal, just get used to it!"
"That's right!" Gu Yue also nodded vigorously, "This is normal."
"But… "
"No but! Just wait for a few days to grow out and pull it out."
"Yes, maybe I can still practice pills for the disciples, or something."
Song Ren: "..."
unplug? Dan practice? eat! ! ! !
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Are you the devil? ! ! !