"I think you seem to know what I'm thinking." Liao Tingyan stared at Sima Jiao with a heavy heart.
When they returned to their room, Liao Tingyan pretended to have a long talk. She suspected that Sima Jiao could really read minds, but there was no evidence, so she decided to find some evidence.
Sima Jiao: "Yes." He even shamelessly admitted it.
Liao Tingyan, who thought she still needed more work to get the answer, fixed her expression in a heartache: "Ancestor, you lied to me, you lied to me again, didn't you say you can't read minds?!"
Seeing her like this, Sima Jiao laughed out loud, raised one foot on the round stool on one side, and lay back, "I really can't read minds." He was only sensitive to the true emotions of others since he was a child. And will swear the truth.
"When you're in a high mood recently, I can occasionally hear what you're thinking." Sima Jiao said, "Only you."
What real tragedy is this? just me? Liao Tingyan almost burst into tears, I am a mere salted fish, how good and how can I be!
Then she had a flash of inspiration and guessed the inside story - this is most likely because of the sequelae of her relationship with her ancestor, and it must be because of this close contact that her ancestor's skills have mutated in her!
Liao Tingyan: ... I'm suffocating!
After all, this is still the fault of being too young and not studying well. If she had gone to school in this fantasy world and took a class on physical hygiene and health, she would not be confused and have easy relationships with people, which led to such a situation. Headaches left over from history.
sleep sleep sleep! Can the boss sleep so easily! There is a price to pay!
Liao Tingyan felt as if she had accidentally killed herself, she was full of hardship and didn't know what to do, and the culprit who caused her problems was still giggling, as if she felt that her numbness was special. interesting.
Liao Tingyan: Why the hell am I not Sailor Moon! If I were Sailor Moon, I'd be this guy! .jpg
She couldn't help but imagined in her mind that she was hammering Sima Jiao, and scolded the bad old man for being very bad.
Sima Jiao lifted his eyelids, and the overly young Xiaobai had a little warning on his face: "I can hear it."
Liao Tingyan began to recite the nine-nine multiplication table silently in his mind, using mathematics to refresh the bloody violence in his mind.
Sima Jiao stretched his voice and said, "What are you afraid of, I won't listen to what's in your mind, and I have never seen anything dirty and dark, besides eating and sleeping all day, do you still think about anything to be afraid of me? Know something?"
Liao Tingyan felt that her ancestor's understanding of herself was not comprehensive enough. For example, when she heard him talk about filth, she couldn't help recalling the various small movies she had seen in her previous life.
She lives in an era of information explosion. She thinks that when she was young, she hadn't started to crack down on pornography on the Internet. There were resources everywhere. Because of her curiosity, she saw a lot of strange things. She has seen a lot of dramas that start with A and end with V, or start with G and end with V.
The human mind is like this. The more you can't think about it, the more you can't help thinking about it. And thinking is such a thing, it is really difficult to control, and it will leap if you don't pay attention.
Sima Jiao looked at her with an increasingly weird expression, and finally he smiled half-smile and pressed his temples, "I've never seen anything like this before."
Liao Tingyan hurriedly coded the things in his mind and threw them into the trash can. Hearing Sima Jiao say, "As expected from Moyu's teaching, it opened my eyes and was taught."
Liao Tingyan: Moyu Fengping was killed, I am sorry for Moyu.
She fryed for ten minutes and then wilted again. Forget it, it's no big deal, as long as you keep a calm mind and don't get excited, this ancestor won't hear her calling him a fool in his head. From today, be a calm person.
Speaking of which, she used to scold her ancestors for being an idiot in her heart. Could it be that he heard them all? ! Liao Tingyan couldn't control it, and became excited again.
Sima Jiao: "I heard."
Liao Tingyan howled miserably: "Please, ancestor, don't talk to my mind again."
Liao Tingyan suddenly realized another problem. She scolded Sima Jiao so much, but he didn't respond, and he didn't slap her to death in anger. Could it be true love? !
Sima Jiao didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it.
As if he hadn't heard.
Liao Tingyan poured himself a large glass of sweet drink, took a sip, and calmed down. At this time, Sima Jiao seemed to suddenly remember something, took out a huge dictionary and threw it to her.
Liao Tingyan: "What is this?" She hugged the book as thick and heavy as a stone.
Sima Jiao said casually: "I went to solve a little thing earlier, and when I saw this book, I brought it back."
The surface of the book was covered with a ghostly talisman. When Liao Tingyan opened it, he felt a ray of light in the book touching his own consciousness, and immediately knew what kind of book it was. This is a book of spells, containing a total of 105,000 spells, including the fourth-order spells of heaven and earth, as well as the five elements and other twelve special spells of spiritual roots.
In the entire world of immortality, almost all the spells that can be counted are included on it. Such a spiritual book is of inestimable value. With such a book, it is enough to become a treasure of a medium-sized sect. Even in a wealthy family like Gengchen Immortal Mansion, it can be regarded as a precious treasure and the foundation of life.
It will be stored in an important treasure house, ordinary disciples will never see it, and elders will not be able to own it. They can only provide things there.
So... Ancestor brought all this stuff back, what the heck was he going to do
"There won't be people looking for lost things tomorrow and finding our heads, right?" Liao Tingyan held the book and stared at Sima Jiao with a stiff neck: "It's just martial law everywhere, and then looking for the thief."
Sima Jiao: "...I've killed less of their people? I'm not afraid of this, but you are afraid of holding the book."
This seems reasonable. Liao Tingyan was persuaded by him.
The difference between the spiritual book and the general book is that it has its own teaching, and you can immerse learning by selecting a technique in the book with your spiritual sense, so this is an intelligent course learning library, but you can learn it. How much depends on your own perception.
Liao Tingyan: This heavy learning task is very hot.
"I love learning, and I'll have to memorize fifty words every day... No, I'm learning fifteen techniques." Liao Tingyan said in a flat voice.
Sima Jiao: "No, you don't want to." Mingming cried out in his head that he didn't want to study.
Liao Tingyan: "Since you know, why give me such a super thick exercise book!" Throwing.
Sima Jiao was stunned by her loud compulsion, and said with a dark face, "If you keep arguing, you'll be good friends."
Liao Tingyan switched between soft and hard, and immediately paralyzed and recited Amitabha Buddha, and pasted a piece of Qingxin grass on his forehead. Under the enormous pressure, she fell asleep on the spot in only three minutes. Sima Jiao wondered if the spirit grass she had attached to her forehead had any sleep-aiding effect, so she took it off and took a look.
Grass has no sleep-aiding effect, and it is Liao Tingyan himself who has the sleep-aiding effect. She exuded an air of worry about raw fish and peace of mind for dead fish. Sima Jiao was successfully hypnotized, stuck his head on her neck and closed his eyes to rest.
I don't know when it started, as long as I'm by her side, I can feel sleepy naturally and fall asleep normally, as if... he's just a normal person.
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Liao Tingyan noticed something was wrong.
The surrounding classmates looked at her with strange contempt, curiosity, and disdain. She glanced at the dress on her body and found nothing wrong. Just looking at their expressions, I thought I was going out without a skirt and only wearing pajamas.
She began to think that it was the Hua Banquet that pretended to be too isolated that night, but after a few days, the Mu family came, Yong Lingchun and Yong Shiqiu's grandfather sent people to arrest them and go back to the Mu family to question them.
Liao Tingyan: What is it
Grandfather denounced them as shameful and ruined the reputation of the Mu family. Liao Tingyan sat on the stool next to him and listened to Grandpa Mu yelling at their illusion for half an hour, and finally understood why this unpredictable disaster was happening.
Because recently, the incest of the twin brothers and sisters Yong Lingchun and Yong Shiqiu has been widely circulated in Chen Xueyuan. It is no longer a secret, and everyone knows it privately. There is also a gossip that they did that kind of thing in the Jinxiu Painting Hall on the night of the new flower banquet.
What kind of thing is that
Liao Tingyan touched his forehead: Oh my god, I almost forgot that there was a sibling setting.
Sima Jiao: "Hahahahaha."
Liao Tingyan: "Ancestor! In this case, your reaction shouldn't be laughing!"
Sima Jiao couldn't stop laughing. On the way back to the school, he was still laughing while sitting in the cloud car.
Liao Tingyan thought, is it really that funny
Sima Jiao changed from laughing to a gloomy sneer, and then started to play his death balls again, shaking the balls and saying nonchalantly, "I heard that my parents were brothers and sisters back then. Pure blood, brainwashing them every day, urging them to give birth to children... I thought these people didn't care about these things, but today it seems that they also know shame and know what can and cannot be done. "
"Look at how happy the old man was scolding just now." Sima Jiao directly took out a small ball with wooden characters from the pile of balls, and set his next target.
Liao Tingyan guessed that he was dealing with those clans in Gengchen Xianfu's inner palace, but he didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't seem to hear any news of the chaos.
Sima Jiao crushed the wooden ball, and the little bits of spiritual energy scattered in the cloud car, sprinkled on Liao Tingyan's lilac skirt like gold.
Looking at him like this, Liao Tingyan knew that he was going to go out tonight and continue to do things, so she could sleep alone again. It's not that the two of them can't sleep well, it's just that Sima Jiao always sleeps with his head next to her neck, and his hair scratches her neck, which is really itchy.
Still sleeping alone.
Sima Jiao really said, "I'm leaving tonight."
Liao Tingyan: "Oh, then you have a smooth journey, pay attention to safety."
After a while, Liao Tingyan felt like a wife who told her husband to be careful when going out, and her scalp was numb.
Sima Jiao pursed his lips, leaned forward, and stared into her eyes, "What do you want?"
Liao Tingyan: "What do I want?" She didn't quite understand what the ancestors did suddenly.
Sima Jiao: "I'm going out, what do you want, I'll bring you back."
more like! This is some kind of plot where a husband goes on a business trip and brings a gift to his wife! But you obviously went out to kill people and set fires, so why did you say the same thing as when you were on a business trip, and you brought gifts? Hello? Are you going to bring back the heads of your enemies
Liao Tingyan: "Ah, it's fine, I won't choose."
"Then wait for me to come back." Sima Jiao touched her face, showing a warmth that he had never seen before. Frightened, Liao Tingyan almost died on the spot. Ancestors! What's wrong with you ancestors!
Liao Tingyan had nothing to go to class, flipped through the magic book, learned some small skills, and lived his life in the isolation circle of his classmates. After learning a small range of blindfolding techniques, people with a lower cultivation level than her can't see her sleeping in class, and what little tricks you have learned can be tested with those who like to talk about it.
The students who couldn't find the prank killer broke out several small fights. Liao Tingyan said that the fight was good, let's fight again!
Two days later, Sima Jiao really came back. He came back in the middle of the night, dressed in wet night dew, and woke Liao Tingyan by sitting on the edge of the bed.
Liao Tingyan saw him in a daze, and said vaguely, "I'm back."
Seeing her, Sima Jiao seemed to be about to go back to sleep, opened her clothes, and shoved something cold into her arms. Liao Tingyan was so frozen that she pulled the placket and took out the thing.
"what?"
"In... um, I don't remember which treasure house I saw." Sima Jiao leaned against her pillow and said, "I think it's good, I'll bring it back to play with you."
The author has something to say: Yanyan: My ancestors could not be so tender!