There's something wrong with my master.

Yun Changsheng turned his head, looked at the scene that looked like a painting, and smiled.

Although he was tilling the fields, his clothes were clean, spotless, and his eyes were clear, as if he was looking down at the white snow on the mountain from the four-season mountain sky.

When he smiled, the snow between his eyebrows melted away, as if he was a banished immortal who had fallen into the mortal world.

Lin Duoduo raised her beautiful eyes and looked at him, then looked into his glass-like eyes and turned her head away.

Wow, it’s really like one thought can make you a Buddha or a devil.

Such a good-looking disciple, once the inner demon takes over, his expression will become as ferocious as a Shura.

The cold eyes were completely filled with desire.

What kind of sin has this entity committed?

"There were too many temptations in the past, and I could never calm down. Now I can wield a hoe in the mountains, plant some flowers and plants, or grow some food. By working hard, I won't think too much, and my state of mind will improve."

"Too many temptations?" Lin Duoduo was stunned. Is this temptation referring to her?

The two of them are obviously not on the same channel.

The temptation that Yun Changsheng was talking about was the 800 GB that used to be in the computer, as well as the forbidden M paradise, butter and the like.

Don't even mention porn here, there's no place to play a decent PC game...

A colorful light flashed across Yun Changsheng's heart, and it seemed dazzling under the sunlight.

He concentrated on swinging the hoe without using any magic power, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his temples and forehead.

"It's really useful." Looking at the colorful glass light, Lin Duoduo murmured in a low voice.

The more outstanding Yun Changsheng is, the more ashamed she will be.

The young man was tortured to the point of developing a demon in his heart.

Although it is always said that this is the sin of the original body, the clone is actually one person.

I have no choice but to take the blame for this.

He silently eliminated the option of being imprisoned in the Demon-Suppressing Cave from his mind forever.

It's just an inner demon. When the time comes, the worst that can happen is that I'll just give it up. I don't believe that I can't get rid of an inner demon!

"Snow lotus porridge." She handed over the porridge, grabbed the hoe, and also wanted to cultivate her mind.

However, Lin Duoduo was a lady from a wealthy family before she went up the mountain. She had never done housework, so it was really difficult for her to farm the land.

"Those are vegetable seedlings, not grass." Yun Changsheng drank a mouthful of porridge and then complained.

He sat on the stool that Lin Duoduo had made before, and could still feel the warmth through his robe.

"I know him." Lin Duoduo's hand that was swinging the hoe suddenly stopped, and he changed the place to plow with a sullen look on his face.

“That’s leeks.”

"I know."

“That’s cauliflower.”

"I said I knew him."

"You probably only know what they look like when they grow up?"

"I also know what they look like when cooked."

"...I'll do it."

Yun Changsheng finished the porridge in a few mouthfuls, then stood up and took back control of the hoe.

"Master, can you embroider?" He looked at Lin Duoduo, who was still indignant, smiled, and changed the subject.

“I haven’t embroidered for a long time.”

"Do you play any musical instruments?"

"I can play the flute."

"...Can you play other musical instruments?" Yun Changsheng glanced at those red lips and silently suppressed his inner demons.

[When she said she was playing the flute, she really was playing the flute. Don't let your imagination run wild! ]

The black spiritual power was eventually suppressed.

"Master, can you play the piano?"

"I've already told you, don't call me Master, call me Saint." Lin Duoduo took the trouble to correct Yun Changsheng's address, insisting on her refusal to acknowledge this statement.

She continued, "But I do know a little bit about playing the piano."

The storage ring flashed, and the guqin was placed across his knees.

Look at the flowing spiritual light and the birds flying over the strings. This is also a magical weapon with spiritual power.

"Is the Gu tribe so rich now?" Yun Changsheng complained while staring at the zither.

"This is a birthday gift from my grandmother."

"That's it."

Yun Changsheng nodded in understanding.

The strong man who had transcended the tribulation was indeed very wealthy, and he just gave away a few magical weapons with spirits.

Just as Lin Duoduo thought, once she behaved in a way that was inconsistent with her identity as the Holy Maiden of the Gu Clan, Yun Changsheng would help her to make up for it.

Because Yun Changsheng really didn't want Lin Xi to know that he had such a demon in his heart.

In his heart, this was a blasphemy against his master.

"What do you want to hear?"

“Just play whatever you want.”

"Oh."

The slender white fingers slowly fell on the strings, and the ethereal piano sounds danced with the wind and snow.

Lin Duoduo's delicate hands were moving on the strings of the zither. The sound of the zither was just like her voice, clear and cold, as if blowing in the loneliness along with the snow and wind.

The fairy playing the piano sounds like the sound of nature, which makes people yearn for it. When meeting such a beauty, which man can not be moved.

The young boy was plowing the land with an indifferent look in his eyes, waving the hoe in his hands in harmony with the music of the piano.

He watched the falling snow.

"Do you like snow, too?"

"like."

"Oh, Master likes it too."

"Yeah, it's inherited from my great-grandfather."

"I know that your great-grandfather and great-grandmother are from the same mother and are related by blood. What your great-grandmother likes, your great-grandfather will also like."

Yun Changsheng looked at the vast whiteness of the sky and earth and thought that if he wanted to grow vegetables, he might need to build a greenhouse...

"You already know it, but why are you asking?" Lin Duoduo no longer cared about this flawed excuse.

Anyway, I just refuse to admit it.

The one who bit herself to death was the saint of the Gu tribe and the great-great-granddaughter of Lin Xi.

"It has been inherited for so many generations, your great-grandfather's bloodline has long been diluted." Yun Changsheng stopped the hoe in his hand.

He continued to patch up Lin Duoduo's excuse.

“So there is only one truth.”

"What truth?"

"The truth is, you are the reincarnation of your great-grandfather!"

“Puchi…gee, goose, goose, goose…Yun Changsheng, you know, goose, goose…you are so cute.”

The sound of the piano suddenly became chaotic, and the fairy playing the piano bent over with laughter unconsciously, and her moon-white Taoist robe was wrinkled by her bare hands.

After a long time, the laughter slowly stopped and the ethereal piano music gradually sounded again.

Yun Changsheng used local materials, then rummaged through his storage ring and built a shed.

Until the sun sets, the sound of the piano completely fades away.

Yun Changsheng also finished building the greenhouse.

He didn't say hello, but just turned on his escape light and fled to the foot of the mountain.

Lin Duoduo looked at her bare feet, her eyes filled with ripples. Finally, she sighed and followed Yun Changsheng's escape light.

What is coming will come, and you can’t avoid it.

And it's not annoying, it just feels a little weird.

Chapter 22: The Six Years of Deceiving the Inner Devil

Two beams of light arrived at the cave at the foot of the mountain one after another.

Just as Lin Duoduo had thought, the man locked himself up with chains again.

She frowned when she thought of the two white chains that pierced her shoulders.

What is this called...

Both the master and the disciple are a cause for concern.

The black spiritual power began to spread, but Lin Duoduo was not afraid at all, and walked leisurely towards the deep darkness.

If she left today, Yun Changsheng would have to deceive himself and deceive his own inner demons again.

If one day his inner demons are eliminated, Yun Changsheng might be able to publish a book titled "The Six Years I Fool My Own Inner Demons."

This book may have a good market in the world of immortal cultivation...

Of course, the premise of deception is that the inner demon that is born must be as stupid as Yun Changsheng’s inner demon.

"I have to do it myself again."

Looking at the silent Yun Changsheng, Lin Duoduo muttered something and waved his moon-white sleeves.

The chain broke with a "bang bang bang" sound.

The air fell into silence, and the two of them tacitly did not speak.

Lin Duoduo stroked the azure ring on his hand, and a brocade couch appeared out of thin air in the cave.

She spread a soft silk quilt on the brocade couch, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Come up, there's something scratchy on the floor."

Anyway, when he was drunk, he pressed Yun Changsheng under him, so it was no problem for them to sleep on the same brocade couch.

She lay lazily on the brocade couch, thought for a while, and buried her head in the quilt, leaving only a pair of crystal clear jade feet outside.

The black spiritual energy spread toward the brocade couch. The young man, who was as light as smoke in the daytime, had a complicated expression, and a hint of struggle flashed in his dark pupils.

A trace of black veins appeared on his face, covering up his otherworldly aura and decorating it with a bit of frivolity and unruliness.

Yun Changsheng was like a villain, with an arrogant smile unconsciously on his lips. In his dark eyes, rationality was gradually devoured and desire prevailed.

"Lin Duoduo, the Saintess of the Gu Clan?"

"Yes, I am Lin Duoduo, the Saintess of the Gu Clan."

After getting the answer, his reason was completely devoured, and his large, hot palm grabbed the smooth ankle.

The snow-white feet suddenly tensed, forming a beautiful arc between the jade legs.

Lin Duoduo's feet are very sensitive. When Yun Changsheng touched her ankle during the sermon, she warned him again and again without success, so she got frightened and kicked him away.

Just like last time, when the big palm touched the ankles, the pair of jade feet were covered with a thin layer of mica-like red, and this thin layer of red was gradually extending upwards.

It's like the owner is shy.

The pair of large hands were still not satisfied, and they lifted the silk quilt. After seeing the familiar face, they sighed with satisfaction.

Lin Duoduo looked at the dark eyes and seeing that he didn't do anything more excessive, she just let him be.