That night, when Lin Xun fell asleep, he dreamed that he had become a brave warrior, with a sword sweeping across the army. However, when the morning sun shone in, from the bronze mirror, he saw himself shining more than the sun.

He got up and washed up, and then he began to look at himself in the mirror, lamenting how hard he couldn't think about it at that time, so he applied an unknown thing on his body. When the knocking door sounded, Lin Xun ignored it. The knocking person used some force and the door slowly opened.

Facing the open door, the person outside the house frowned and asked, "Don't you lock it at night?"

With a glance at the eyebrow, you can scan the extremely handsome figure. Lin Xun said leisurely: "You can think of it as a door I left for you last night." After a while, he said: "What's the point of closing the door? The window is made of paper, and the people here are all martial arts masters."

He pursed his lips, "Leaving a crack will make it easier for me to shout for help."

When Feng Yu walked into the door, Lin Xun was still facing the mirror and was unwilling to move an inch.

"Even if you look through the mirror, there will be no change." Feng Yu reminded him.

Lin Xun looked in the mirror persistently: "Change is a difficult thing, what I have to do now is learn to adapt."

At least he can comfort himself to create a new human skin type - a fashionable gold-plated color.

A small tender green porcelain bottle is placed on the table.

Lin Xun's eyes suddenly lit up, "This is..."

"The antidote of the Golden Flame Qiquan."

Lin Xun picked up the small porcelain bottle and observed: "Didn't it mean that it is impossible to solve?"

"There is nothing impossible in this world," Feng Yu said lightly: "A few years ago, someone in Qimufang had a way to crack it."

Lin Xun touched the slight dust on the edge of the porcelain bottle, "Just send it?"

Feng Yu nodded.

Lin Xun's eyes flashed. The Xingluo Alliance should be the most vigilant moment. This man actually had his own channels to send things in. He opened the bottle plug, said, "It's really a big deal," and drank it all in one go.

Feng Yu, who was fast, had almost no time to stop him.

After putting down the porcelain bottle, he found that the other party was throwing a slightly complicated look at him. Lin Xun said, "I don't want money, but I'll have one to die."

In order to avoid the long night and the dreams, he did not have a drop left.

"This is for external application."

Lin Xun's expression froze.

Feng Yu: "It is usually a dose of one drop."

“…Why don’t you stop me?”

Feng Yu naturally would not answer, and Lin Xun knew better than anyone else about the rapid movement of taking medicine. He blinked a few times and was sure that he hadn't killed himself. Then he looked up at himself in the mirror... His skin was fair and beautiful, and his skin was crystal clear as if he was lingering with a faint light.

His eyelids twitched and he held the bronze mirror facing the table.

"I seemed to see something in the mirror."

Feng Yu: "It's you."

Lin Xun took a deep breath and tried to forget the beauty of the delicate little white lotus that he had just seen: "Is there any way to relieve it?"

Feng Yu: "Reincarnate."

Lin Xun held the pain and held the mirror up and took a quick look, "Forget it."

It is crystal clear all over, which is better than the golden light. He changed to a position away from the mirror and changed to something else to talk about, "Yesterday, I saw Ran Mingjiang mention a new round of corpse-walking plans. Many people seemed to be quite afraid. What exactly is the corpse-walking point?"

Feng Yu: "It's very troublesome to explain."

The two looked at each other and reached a consensus in an instant.

Lin Xun: "Let me go and ask Fang Yun."

Feng Yu nodded: "It's so good."

Fang Yun, who had just walked to the door, staggered at his feet, trying his best to keep a smile and said to the person inside the door: "Please talk to me next time, please close the door."

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows and was about to ask him what he was doing, but Fang Yun took the lead and said: "Why are you so white?"

He quickly walked to Lin Xun and looked at him carefully for several times, his eyes filled with shock: "Where is the golden light?"

Lin Xun kept silent.

Noticing the empty bottle on the table, Fang Yun was disbelief at first, and then covered his stomach and laughed: "Will you drink the things inside?"

The person involved remained silent. Fang Yun pointed at him, smiling so hard that he could almost describe it as a trembling flower branch: "You said, are you stupid?"

He didn't want to continue this topic at all, Lin Xun said coldly: "If there is nothing else, go slowly and don't send me off."

It took a long time for Fang Yun to recover. He remembered that his purpose was not to laugh at him. He said, "Ran Mingjiang was afraid that everyone would be bored after staying in Xingluo League for a long time, so he asked if we would like to participate in the town's Prayer Festival."

Lin Xun: "There are towns nearby?"

Fang Yun looked at him with an eye that he had never seen the world, "There are the boundaries of the Xingluo Alliance within a radius of hundreds of miles."

Lin Xun smiled, his eyelashes trembled, because his skin was particularly fair at the moment, which was particularly seductive: "If you want to block the news, let us move around, Alliance Leader Ran is really generous."

Fang Yun said without hesitation: "The outermost part is guarded layer by layer, not to mention that there are traps everywhere in the machinery. Unless you follow the main path, ordinary people cannot get out at all."

Lin Xun stared at the porcelain bottle on the table with a smile, "Nothing is absolutely absolute."

Fang Yun suddenly raised his head proudly: "That's right, there is nothing that the young master can't do." While speaking, he stared at Feng Yu with admiration.

Unfortunately, the other party was indifferent and said slowly: "No matter how I give advice, your light skills have not made any progress in years."

Fang Yun lowered his head in shame.

Lin Xun was a little interested in the prayer festival he mentioned: "What's special about this festival?"

"There are many young boys and girls," Fang Yun smiled so hard that his heart was filled with spring: "The fragrance of powder is everywhere."

Lin Xun's interest suddenly decreased by half.

"If you don't look for a girl, you can do something else," Fang Yun swallowed and said, "The real purpose of the Prayer Festival is to say that the word "Prayer". It is said that it is very effective to put a lotus lantern on this day to make a wish." He raised his eyebrows at Lin Xun: "Who can't have one or two things that want to seek protection from God?"

Lin Xun turned around and asked Feng Yu: "You have one too?"

"There is one now," he said coldly: "You two can be quieter."

Fang Yun argued in a low voice: "What Zheng Cai needs is not quiet, but peace."

Lin Xun pretended not to hear it, and took away the porcelain bottle that he had drunk on the table. He felt it felt quite valuable.

...

Many sects in the world have their own special days, such as gangs are keen on holding civil and military battles, and Shaolin Temple has its own sauna every year. Because the Xingluo League is very wide, the main hall directly covers the scope of a small town, so the festivals set are closer to the folk customs.

Lin Xun changed into a blue shirt and met several people from other sects when he went out, including the head of the Wuxiangjian Sect and the female disciple. Fang Yun looked very unnatural when he saw him. Fortunately, the other party didn't bother him and accompanied the master to relax. However, afterwards, several people recognized Lin Xun one after another, half suspiciously shouted: "Son of Buddha?"

Lin Xun nodded.

"Where is the golden light on you?"

Lin Xun recited Amitabha Buddha and said, "I have been successfully enlightened by the Buddha, and now my Dharma name is White Lotus."

Fang Yun looked at his crystal clear skin and couldn't help laughing out loud, pulling him out quickly. Feng Yu's temperament was naturally impossible to participate in such boring activities. When he was not there, Fang Yun had no taboos when he spoke. From time to time, a few dirty jokes blurted out, refreshing Lin Xun's perception of him.

The town is not far from the Xingluo League headquarters. At the foot of the nearby mountain, most people are good at martial arts. The women are not covered by their faces like ordinary sisters and ladies. They all have bright eyes and white teeth, and they are walking generously on the road.

There were a lot of people, and Lin Xun was pulled by Fang Yun and shuttled through the crowd. Occasionally, I could see a few people from the Jianghu who went down the mountain with them. After Fang Yun bought two lotus lanterns, he hurriedly said, "Go and take a good place."

Passing by countless people, Lin Xun even had time to pay attention to the lively street scenes, so he was taken to the riverside.

Most of them are men and women who set up lights together, with their eyes filled with love and their eyebrows conveying emotions.

The two single men left early and felt embarrassed to squeeze forward.

Fang Yun coughed, "We'd better go to the position where there are fewer people in front."

They walked a long way and were almost at the upstream position before stopping. There were fewer people here. Fang Yun gave Lin Xun a lamp and turned his back, "No one is allowed to peek."

But he saw Lin Xun standing there, looking straight ahead. He looked along his gaze because of curiosity and said in surprise: "Young, Master?"

When Feng Yu walked over, Fang Yun rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"Relax quickly." Feng Yu said with a light tone.

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, and saw more and more people downstream, and the crowd gradually surged upstream. He quickly wanted to write down his wish, but his movements stopped suddenly, "No, I forgot to ask the boss to borrow paper and ink."

Now I turn around and get it, and when I come back, I guess there is no place long ago.

He asked Lin Xun with his eyes...what should I do?

Lin Xun stared at Feng Yu for a while, and finally his eyes fell on his white jade fingers, revealing a small tiger tooth. Fang Yun hurriedly stopped his urge to move, widened his eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Borrow some blood."

Fang Yun was almost scared by him when he heard this. What kind of brain does this man have? He actually wanted to bite the young master's hand and let blood.

Lin Xun did not act directly, and kept looking at Feng Yu's fingers with a wolf-like gaze.

In Fang Yun's unbelievable sight, Feng Yu slowly stretched out his index finger and sent it to Lin Xun's lips.

Lin Xun: "Ah——"

The moment he bit him, Feng Yu suddenly withdrew his finger.

After biting the sky, Lin Xun raised his eyes and saw the curve of a smile appearing on the corner of Feng Yu's mouth.

[System: He is teasing you as a puppy.]
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