Most of the two guards were like Chun Jun, and they could hide some hidden skills, so Bai Shu did not realize that they were the two of them in advance, but if they didn't move, they were shocking. However, in a flash, Bai Shu was tightly clamped by the two of them and could not move.

Bai Shu was not panicked, but just asked curiously: "Huh? Why are you two stopping me? Could it be that I can't enter this room?"

One of the guards had no expression on his face and did not bother to say anything to Bai Shu. He raised his hand and wanted to knock Bai Shu unconscious.

Bai Shu smiled contemptuously. Just as she was about to move, she heard a heavy male voice coming from inside the room, saying, "What's the noise outside?"

The guard finally spoke and said respectfully: "It's a young boy who is about to break in, we're stopping it."

After a moment of silence in the room, he suddenly said, "Let me bring in this clean air, it's okay."

The two guards received the order and let go of Bai Shu. However, Bai Shu cursed the two guards in his heart. Even the person in the room heard the conversation between Bai Shu and Gao Qiu'er. How could these two guards not hear it?

Since you have heard it, the identity of a disciple of Taixu Temple cannot be summarized by a young man. This is clearly a disrespect for Taixu Temple.

Bai Shu turned his arm that was pinched so hard that it hurt, and snorted coldly: "If you don't get out of here, your master is talking."

The two guards looked cold. Although they had no words or movements, the look at Bai Shu was enough to make people scared. The two guards were obviously not good at it, and their lives would not be less than Bai Shu.

But under this gaze, Bai Shu still ran away from the two of them, and pushed the door open with a swagger and walked in.

The bamboo window in the room was half-closed, and the sun shone under the table, and no trace of dust could be shone. Behind the table were huge bookshelf and mountain bookshelf. Next to the bookshelf was a middle-aged man with an extraordinary demeanor, holding a book in his hand and studying.

Bai Shu glanced at the man, and without saying a word, he walked up and sat on the chair, searching up and down the table, as if the middle-aged man did not exist.

Bai Shu still has many things to deal with. He had wasted too much time talking to Gao Qiuer just now, so he lacked any interest in speaking, and he did not care about who the middle-aged man standing beside him, and he was even unwilling to spend any effort to think.

Bai Shu just focused and calmly searched on the table. Most of the books and calligraphy and paintings on the table were left by 6 Jingxiu. It was not because Bai Shu knew the handwriting of 6 Jingxiu, but that Bai Shucai saw the unique atmosphere of 6 Jingxiu on these books.

However, Bai Shu searched carefully and couldn't find the book that 6 Jingxiu mentioned. Bai Shu stood up and looked at the bookshelf behind him. After only one glance, he felt that he was already under the vast sea of ​​books and couldn't breathe.

6 Jingxiu said that the thing was on the table, so there was no reason to be on the bookshelf, so soon Bai Shu turned to look at the middle-aged man.

The two spoke almost at the same time.

"What are you looking for?"

"Have you moved anything on the table?"

After the two of them spoke at the same time, they were both stunned, but neither answered each other's questions. Bai Shu raised his eyebrows and said, "Let me see the book in your hand."

The man widened his eyes, and he didn't expect Bai Shu to say such a sentence, and said angrily: "Don't forget that I let you in."

Bai Shu said indifferently: "If you let me in or not, I will come in. It's impossible that Mochiyuan is yours, right?"

The middle-aged man said seriously: "Mochiyuan is mine. Whoever I let in will be able to enter."

He said this, and he unconsciously had a little bit of anger and powerless attitude, and Bai Shu could naturally feel his demeanor and majesty as a superior.

But Bai Shu never ate this trick and said bluntly: "Mochiyuan is yours, but the things in the room are not yours. I want to take them away, you are not qualified to stop me."

Because of Bai Shu's tit-for-tat sentence, the atmosphere in the room instantly stagnated. It's not that Bai Shu is always aggressive, it's the same as when Bai Shu was in the Sword Sect before, when he entered Ling Wen'er's house.

Those who scold Bai Shu are not worthy of being a foreigner who is never qualified to speak out. Why does Bai Shu have to go to the room of 6 reclining and have to go through the consent of others? This is what Bai Shu is most dissatisfied with.

The middle-aged man looked a little ugly, but he still said in a calm voice: "You can take it away and try it, so that you can't get out of this room."

Before the man's voice could be completely finished, Bai Shu had already snatched the book in Le's hand with lightning speed. At the same time, Bai Shu looked at the man with a smile, and his other hand was already strangled on the man's neck.

Although he was not strong yet, the indifferent attitude of life and death in Bai Shu's eyes had to believe that this young man, who seemed harmless, had the courage to kill and dare to kill.

But what puzzled Bai Shu was that there was no fear in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he didn't even shake his body. He looked at Bai Shu as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Sometimes the three words Taixu Guan cannot keep you safe. Instead, it may be a death talisman above your head. Do you know?" The man's voice was very light, so light that Bai Shu needed to listen carefully before he could hear it.

But even though Bai Shu experienced ups and downs, he still had nothing to change. He was still so emotional, leaving no room for compromise.

Bai Shu sighed slightly, let go of the hand that strangled the man and said, "I have a good relationship with Liu Jiexiu. I don't want me to enter his room and take his things, and someone will have to say anything."

Generally speaking, Bai Shu would do anything directly and never give any explanation. But the sentence he explained now is to refute the man's view that Taixu is a death-seeking talisman above his head.

Because everything is just Bai Shu’s personal little emotions, not Taixu Temple, which is related to status and sects.

Bai Shu has lived a very wronged life in recent years. He doesn't want fame or fortune. He just wants to keep those feelings worth cherishing for a lifetime, but he is always questioned and despised. If possible, Bai Shu hopes that one day he can stand in front of these people and tell them with practical actions what kind of person Bai Shu is, not the appearance that is fully misunderstood by outsiders.

The middle-aged man heard the dissatisfaction from Bai Shu's words, also heard the loss and grievance, and even recalled the moments on his own life path, who empathized with Bai Shu.

"I have heard a lot of legends about you, and you are indeed different from others." The middle-aged man's tone finally softened, with a bit of admiration.

Bai Shu had not adapted to the fact that he was already famous all over the world. What made Bai Shu feel even more strange was that the tone of the middle-aged man speaking was as if he really knew Bai Shu.

Bai Shu fully believed in his memory. Before that, he had never had any contact with the man in front of him, let alone Bai Shu had no old knowledge in Lingwu City.

It seemed as if he could see Bai Shu's doubts, the man explained lightly: "I have seen your portrait, Bai Shu."

Bai Shu frowned when he heard this. He never knew what portrait he had. If it were as true as that person said, who would have painted the portrait? Why did this middle-aged man see his portrait again?

Bai Shu asked with sincerity, but suddenly got tired of these confusing and complex relationships. He responded tepidly, lowered his head and carefully looked through the book he had just snatched.

Sure enough, this book was something that Liu Jingxiu asked Bai Shu to come to Mochiyuan to get. Bai Shu silently closed the book and carefully put it in his arms. He finally glanced at the room where Liu Jingxiu had lived, and then he was about to push the door and leave.

The middle-aged man suddenly spoke, "You seem to have no decadentness to be completely destroyed by cultivation. It is in sharp contrast to Luo Fan's incompetent appearance. No wonder Ye Yatou would be willing to be with you."

Bai Shu's hand was about to touch the door. When Bai Shu heard this sentence, he stopped castrating. He turned his head and looked at the man like frost. Before he could speak, a gloomy aura emanated from Bai Shu's body, just like Xue Dongyi before meeting Xiao Yurou.

"Luo Fan is not unsuccessful. I respect everything he did for Ye Taoling. What is your relationship with Ye Taoling? What qualifications do you have to call her Ye Yatou? Ye Taoling has never been with me."

Bai Shu said a series of words, and Bai Shu said the first two sentences very seriously and confidently, but when Bai Shu said the last sentence, he was also a little dazed.

Because Bai Shu didn't know in his heart whether everything he had had between him and Ye Taoling was a colorful dream of the galaxy. Is it considered that they hugged each other that night to be together?

Bai Shu just suddenly realized that after knowing Ye Taoling, he was ecstatic more and more times. Even the times he was worried about Ye Taoling was unprecedented. Bai Shu had never even been so concerned about Dong Se.

This may be because Dong Se's intelligence always makes Bai Shu feel at ease, while Ye Taoling's clumsiness never lets Bai Shu relax for a moment.

No one has ever worried about Ye Taoling in his life, and Bai Shu wanted to think about Ye Taoling more, but Bai Shu could only worry about her for a while, but he could not keep worrying about her. He did not have the qualifications to take care of two little girls at the same time, nor did he have the extra energy.

Regarding the issues that are worried, including Luo Fan, Luo Fan doesn’t know what Ye Taoling really wants, but Bai Shu knows it.

In addition to seeking justice for her sister, what she really wants is a shoulder that she can rely on, just like Bai Shu's.

"Why are you guys?" The middle-aged man's voice awakened Bai Shu, and a hint of shame flashed across Bai Shu's face, because in this relationship, he was always disturbed by others and owed Dong Se too much.

But sometimes Bai Shu couldn't see clearly in it, but now he gradually figured out some things.

"It's okay, I'm leaving." Bai Shu finally stopped making things difficult for the middle-aged man. With Mei Xiang, he walked out of Mochiyuan in a daze.
Chapter completed!