The water was misty, and Yu Bie stood under the eaves at night, expelling his spiritual breath to dry his clothes and long hair, and then walked in.

The residence that Shao He Zhiyuan prepared for his disciples was not very spacious. It was okay for Ning Chan to be alone, but now that there was another Yu Bieye with long hands and long legs, it suddenly seemed a little cramped and crowded.

The rain was falling outside the window, and the sound-seeking scroll that Ning Chan had thrown on the bedside vibrated for a while. It was obvious that someone was still sending her messages tirelessly late at night.

It reminded Ning Chan.

She picked up the sound-seeking scroll, turned her head and looked behind her: "Let's exchange spiritual breaths."

Unexpectedly, Yu Bieye was stunned: "I don't have a sound-finding scroll."

This time, it was Ning Chan who was stunned.

She was silent for a moment, then took out the sound-seeking scroll that was originally intended for her brother's inkstone and handed it over.

There was obvious surprise in Yu Bieye's eyes, and then surprise, but after he took it, he held it in his hand for a moment and said: "It's not that I can't afford the sound-seeking scroll, I have money."

As he was talking, he seemed to remember something, took out a mustard seed bag, and began to take out the standard spiritual stone bag from the inside.

One after another, neatly, a whole table was set up.

Ning Chan: "..."

Ning Chan's eyes were dazzled by the bags of spirit stones that were all over the table, and he thought to himself how this kid was so poor and had nothing in his previous life. The wealth in his family was just the bounty accumulated by her and her in the years of killing fallen demons in Cangkui Mountain.

Speaking of which, he seemed to have said before that he was going to the gallery to collect spiritual stones from Youmeng, but when did he go?

Ning Chan's mood was complicated. Just when he was about to say that you should buy it yourself, Yu Bieye spoke again.

"I don't have a sound-seeking scroll because I don't have anyone to contact." Yu Bie lowered his eyes and looked at the sound-seeking scroll in his hand. The spiritual breath had dried around his body, but there was still a trace of it on his eyelashes.

Shui Yi: "But I have it now."

Spiritual breath flowed from his fingertips, and the sound-seeking scroll in his hand was activated, but he immediately frowned.

This is the first time he has a sound-seeking scroll of his own.

He knew he needed to inject spiritual energy, but he didn't know what to do next.

But he can honestly say that he has never owned any sound-seeking scrolls.

But it's hard to say that I don't know how to use it at this time.

Ning Chan could see Yu Bieye's embarrassment at a glance, but he didn't speak, so she just pretended not to know.

The room was not too big, so she didn't think much about it when she called Yu Bieye to come in. Now that he was really here, she began to worry about how to allocate the space.

Then the more I plan, the more irritable I get.

She slept on the bed while Yu slept on the floor. They were too close, and the breathing of one more person in the room was not something that could be ignored.

It’s okay not to sleep. She’s already in the fourth phase, so she won’t feel too uncomfortable even if she doesn’t eat or sleep. But it’s okay to meditate all night. There are still several days left in the schedule for the Seeking the Tao Conference. She needs to meditate every night and during the day.

Going out to compete in the ring, Ningchan felt that he couldn't bear the hardship.

It's not impossible to throw it away to Duan Chongming.

But it can't be late at night when the wind and rain are so heavy.

Looking at this formation, it doesn't look like the rain will stop anytime soon.

After thinking about it like this, Ning Chan began to miss the Hexu Mountain Sect and the not-so-luxurious Luanxue Peak.

Of course, I also miss Yeonsan later.

"What a small and shabby house." Ningchan sighed longly, then looked up at Yu Bieye, and said on impulse: "Why don't you come back to Xushan Sect with me?"

Yu Bieye paused while playing with the sound-seeking scroll. After a while, he slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of dark eyes.

After she finished speaking, Ningchan realized what she had just said, and she quickly made up for it: "Don't take it seriously, one code equals one code...don't you know how to use the sound-finding scroll?"

It was hard to tell what the look was in Yu Bieye's eyes. He was a little confused and at a loss, but the biggest reason why he was frozen in place and even forgot to reply to Ning Chan's words was——

When he heard what Ning Chan just said, his heart skipped a beat.

The blow was so violent that it made his chest hurt, as if it was trying to break through all his restrained emotions, screaming into a sea of ​​heat that was unfamiliar to him.

An unspeakable shuddering feeling rose from his fingertips, and even the Buddhist stone he kept in his chest, which was supposed to be always cold, became hot, as if it was about to burn a hole in his chest.

imprint.

He didn't even know what reaction he should make. He didn't even hear Ningchan's words clearly. He just subconsciously handed over the sound-seeking scroll and said softly: "Yeah."

Ningchan also blurted out, and regretted a little after saying it, but after Yu Bieye said no, she could only step forward, bend down and raise her hand, and unroll Yu Bieye's Xunyin scroll.

She didn't speak fast, and although there was some impatience between her brows, she was still patient.

After talking like this for a while, Yu Bieye's eyes were still straight.

Ningchan was suspicious: "Do you understand?"

Yu Bieye blinked suddenly as if he had woken up from a start, "Yeah... um."

Ning Chan: "..."

Ning Chan took a deep breath.

Yu Bieye's back straightened even more. He pressed down on his heartbeat, which had not yet calmed down, and said quickly: "Actually, there are a few things I didn't understand."

Ning Chan raised his eyebrows.

Yu Bie Ye was stunned and began to quickly recall what Ning Chan had just said. Fortunately, his memory was really good. After reviewing it like this, the content reappeared in his mind.

But, it seems, it is very simple and there is nothing to understand.

Yu Bieye: "..."

Yubieye began to pick questions inside.

Don't be too simple or you will look like a fool.

It can't be too difficult. After all, it's just to learn how to use the basic functions of the sound-seeking scroll. He can't ask her what the spiritual pattern array supports the operation of the sound-seeking scroll and how Taiqin Tianxiang makes this thing. This question is too much.

It's too much, it's like deliberately looking for trouble.

Yubie was stuck at night.

The look Ning Chan looked at him became more and more meaningful.

Yu Bieye felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up one by one. Ning Chan didn't say anything, but the pressure was too strong, especially now that she was standing and he was sitting, it was even more difficult to sit on pins and needles, and he wanted to stand up on the spot.

When Ning Chan started to squint, someone suddenly knocked on the door twice and then pushed it open without any explanation.

There was a sudden sound of wind and rain, and Duan Chongming pushed the door open and walked in: "The more I think about it, the more something is wrong. If this boy is not with me, he must be with you..."

Duan Chongming's voice paused.

He first looked at the two people standing and sitting too close to each other.

His gaze shifted slightly and landed on the neat standard spirit stone bag on the table.

Finally, it slowly fell back to Ningchan.

Ning Chan: "..."

Duan Chongming gave Ningchan an expression of admiration and began to retreat meaningfully, intending to close the door gently.

At the end, he made a "you guys continue" gesture.

No, wait, it’s not like that. Duan Chongming, you piece of shit, why do you show such an expression!!

Please listen to my explanation!!

*

Dark night. Wind and rain. Bright light.

Duan Chongming sat across the table with an expressionless expression, and the originally spacious room became even smaller.

He didn't speak. He lowered his head and typed while Ning Chan's sound-finding scroll buzzed.

Ning Chan didn’t really want to see it.

Duan Chongming: "We at Luan Xuefeng are a little short of money, and Lao Bai's goal is set a little too high, but if we work hard and work hard, there is still a glimmer of hope."

Duan Chongming: "Just tell me honestly, are you really just happy with this, or are you sacrificing your life for Luan Xuefeng? Can you take away the spirit stone bag on this table?"

Duan Chongming: "Although it is very tempting, your senior brother and I have never seen so many spiritual stones in my life, but I will not do anything to sell my junior sister."

He was typing over there, and Ning Chan had just exchanged spiritual information with Yu Bieye. She was looking at the extra spiritual information in her communication list, feeling sad in her heart.

Then the spiritual breath moved accidentally and connected with Duan Chongming's line.

moment.

Ning Chan calmly moved his fingers and replied with one word.

"roll."

Duan Chongming looked at that word, but felt inexplicably relieved. He raised his head, looked at Yu Bieye who was groping for how to type the Xunyin scroll, and said coldly: "Didn't you buy that Xunyin scroll for Ning Yan?"

Ning Chan: "..."

"I advise you to shut up." Ning Chan said angrily: "Just pretend you don't know anything now, and there may be a way to survive. If A Yan finds out about this later, I will come to see you with a knife."
To be continued...