Fairy, I really am a villain!

"I don't use theirs."

"Aunt, what's wrong with you?" Fang Xiwen was so angry that she almost laughed. She put her hands on her hips and listened to her lofty remarks.

"I've also been infected with mysophobia from you."

After the words fell, someone was silent for a while, then patted his butt and stood up, with a smile on his face despite being extremely angry: "Fang Qingxiao, you are good. You just make trouble for yourself, not taking anything from the mustard seed ring, and now you want to snatch the quilt from me, right?

If you can, don’t eat the meal I cooked tonight.”

"Okay, but you're wrong about one thing," she said, her aura suddenly becoming fierce, and she took out a set of training clothes and a wooden sword and stuffed them in, "I've made some preparations."

"You're ready to rob me with your weapons, right? You're forcing me to confess!" Fang Xiwen took several steps back with the wooden sword in hand, stiffening his neck, "A disciple of the Sword Sect actually used such despicable means? I'm going to report you to Fairy Lingyue!"

"There's no point in talking any more. Look at the sword!"

Outside the door, Sun Zifang originally wanted to invite the brother and sister (?) to have dinner, but she was cautious and stood outside the door for a while. Soon, she heard the man's voice change from tough to begging for mercy, and then there was the sound of wood colliding.

The husband felt that some unreliable person had moved in, and insisted that the woman return the money, but was scolded by her.

"Okay, stop listening, let's just eat our own food!" The woman lowered her voice and stepped back, waving her hand, "Dad, go and deliver the youngest son's share... Youngest son?

Why are you standing there? "

Following her gaze, opposite the guest room where Fang Xiwen and the others stayed, a faint firelight suddenly lit up in the room that had been dark all the time.

The firelight outlined a slender figure. From a distance, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could vaguely feel that the person was staring at the brother and sister's room for a long time without moving.

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...

After a while, the door of the guest room opened.

Fang Xiwen covered his butt and went to borrow the kitchen from the woman, then made some food and brought it into the room.

He is a soft-hearted person and it's ok for him to just say some harsh words...but this sister will really not eat anything because she can't eat the food he cooks, and end up going hungry for the whole night.

I really don’t know what she is thinking.

After putting boiled eggs, smashed cucumbers and other easy-to-make home-cooked dishes on the table, Fang Xiwen didn't say a word, but just buried his head in eating with a sullen face.

"Xiwen, your craftsmanship is really good."

"Oh."

"Sister apologizes to you, please don't be angry, okay?"

"Where did you go wrong?"

"do not know."

"Hmph... I'm not angry. Eat more."

"Xiwen is the best."

The cold wind outside whistled past, causing the doors and windows around to vibrate slightly. The charcoal stove inside lit up with warm light, and the shadows of the two people sitting opposite each other were imprinted on the wall, which was very cozy.

"You have to open the window at night. Be careful of carbon monoxide poisoning..." Fang Xiwen picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks for her, still wondering which window to open.

"I'm full." Fang Qingxiao put down her chopsticks and raised her eyebrows.

"So fast."

"Yeah, I want to go to bed early." Fang Qingxiao's eyes were filled with anticipation. She cleared her throat and said, "According to the changes in the power of heaven and earth, tonight will be the coldest night in recent times."

"Oh, why are you talking about this suddenly?"

"We only have one quilt left." Fang Qingxiao raised her index finger with an innocent expression.

Fang Xiwen's chopsticks fell to the ground in an instant. Her expression was confused, shocked, unbelievable, relieved, ashamed and annoyed. She pointed at her and shouted, "So this is what you were thinking!!"

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...

The man from the Sun family was a warm-hearted person. Even in such a cold day, he prepared hot water for the guests and brought it over in a large wooden bucket.

During this time, he was still looking at him, and was a little embarrassed when he was discovered. Fortunately, Fang Xiwen looked quite human, and spoke politely. The man had a kind of admiration for scholars, so he didn't say anything else and left with satisfaction.

So Fang Xiwen carried the wooden barrel into the room, crossed his arms and asked, "Half each. Do you want to go first or me?"

"Let me go first." Fang Qingxiao had learned from him the ability to read people's expressions. Seeing her brother's face as gloomy as water, she didn't say much.

"Okay, call me."

After saying this, he reached out, pulled the screen, closed the door, and sat down on the steps outside, watching, his chin in his hands, his expression showing as if he was thinking about life.

He didn't want to believe it. Fang Qingxiao deliberately broke four quilts just to sleep in the same bed with him...Sister, your brother control is too deep!

No, in the Third Young Master’s memory, he has never seen her like this... Is it my problem?

Did I make her like this?

How can it be!

After a long while of trying to figure it out, he chose to forget his memory and casually took out a few rolls of brown paper and started reading them. These were the intelligence he had obtained from the Six Gates of Xingping City.

Speaking of the Six Gates, I have to criticize this stupid organization. They have the most advanced message processing system, but why don't they do anything?

According to the above records, in a small teahouse in the east of the city, there was a storyteller who had not told stories for three days and had only been talking about principles.

The main idea of ​​this propaganda is also very pure, just three words: "abandon human desires". It means that if you want to become a nobler existence, you must completely abandon the "human" part.

Because people have seven emotions and six desires, and human desires are insatiable, they will always be dragged down by many worries and trapped in the quagmire of "not getting what they want" - as long as one is a human being, they will never be able to escape it.

In order to support his point of view, he also brought up the Shaolin Temple's "everything is empty" and "the true vacuum is not empty", saying that those bald monks "cannot see through it, cannot obtain it, and cannot do it."

"It's just that the monks are too lazy to bother with him, otherwise... hey." Fang Xiwen tapped the brown paper in his hand, thought for a while, and laughed.

Although the latter part was exaggerated, it is not difficult to recognize that this is the core teaching of the Mietian Sect - to destroy the laws of nature and to eliminate human desires.

As to why the part of "absolutely eliminating human desires" is exaggerated, it remains to be discussed, but the fact that this evil path can appear openly is beyond doubt.

Thinking of this, Fang Xiwen took out the spy seal and took a look at it, then sighed. When he was about to get up, he found a man wrapped in a cloak sitting opposite him, with a pair of eyes shining slightly under the hood.

The silhouette was slender and long, and looked like a woman.

"It doesn't look like a woman's child... maybe it was someone they took in and moved in ten days ago?"

Thinking of this, Fang Xiwen put the brown paper in his arms, waved at her, and smiled gently: "Hello, I am a new guest today, and I will stay here like you."

Before he could finish his words, the man lifted his cloak and rushed into the room behind him. The door opened and closed, and there was no sound in an instant.

It was not until this moment that he felt a little horrified... Had she been looking at him while he was looking through the information just now?

But Fang Xiwen didn't feel anything at all. Was it because the distance was too far, or was there some other reason?

"Xiwen, I'm done washing."

As the soft voice sounded, the door behind him was gently pushed open, and Fang Qingxiao, wearing a loose training suit, walked out barefoot.

Her face was pink, and her round and smooth toes stepped on the snow, leaving petal-like traces.

Seeing that he didn't seem angry, Fang Qingxiao was somewhat happy. She pulled him up and pushed him into the room by the shoulders: "Let me watch over you. The water is getting cold."

"I'm a grown man, what's there to guard?" Fang Xiwen retracted his gaze from the opposite room and shook his head with a hint of amusement. "Whoever wants to see it can see it."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Qingxiao walked back from the door and nodded seriously, "Thank you."

"?"

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into the night.

Fang Xiwen was looking through information by the window with an oil lamp lit when he suddenly heard the sound of wooden boards being knocked on.

Looking back, it turned out to be Fang Qingxiao sitting beside the bed, her long legs swinging constantly, eyes wide open, "It's time to go to bed, otherwise you won't grow taller."

"I'm already tall enough. If I grow any taller, it will be troublesome for me." According to Blue Star standards, he is about 1.8 meters tall.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up." My sister danced with joy.

"Am I taking care of a child..." Fang Xiwen turned off the light helplessly, packed up his things and walked over.

dong dong.

Fang Qingxiao kicked off her slippers, got into the quilt quickly, then lifted up the outer corner, leaned sideways and patted the bed board, urging silently.

Seeing this, he changed into a clean coat, took off his shoes, and lay down on the bed, face to face with his sister. When they spoke, their breath could lightly touch each other's face.

The weather is cold now, and Sun Zifang's family has gone to bed early. There is no movement outside the yard, only the cold wind blowing, bringing a flow of darkness.

There was no light in the room, but both of them had their eyes open, and they could see each other's expressions clearly in the weak light. After staring at each other's faces for a while, both siblings laughed.

"I won, didn't I?"

"what?"

As if they were afraid of disturbing others, they subconsciously lowered their voices, but they were still clear at this distance. Fang Qingxiao blinked and asked, "You haven't slept with Jiang Xingchu?"

"How is it possible?"

"But I did. It's a sister's privilege, right?"

"Correct."

Fang Xiwen finally understood that it was this subtle desire to win that was causing the problem. Why does it feel a little cute?

So I couldn't help but scratch her nose, "Sister, why do you have to compete with her?"

"Because Xiwen's relationship with her is better than with me. I'm not happy." The skin on her face seemed to glow faintly, but her expression was slightly dim.

“That’s not how it’s compared…”

"How to compare?"

"One is the love between lovers, and the other is the love between family members, just like the relationship between father and mother, or father and second uncle. Not to mention outsiders, even the parties involved can't tell who is better." He cited the Fang family as an example.

The head of the family, Fang Tianyu, is deeply in love. Even though he holds a high position, he has never taken a concubine. He also treats his brothers as brothers.

Even the siblings' names were given by Uncle Fang, and they sounded very literary and difficult to pronounce.

"So, your 'love' for me and Jiang Xingchu is two different kinds?" Fang Qingxiao seemed a little curious.

"Well, she is the former, and you are the latter. They are of different types and there is no way to compare them."