Seeking Longevity by the River of Forgetfulness

Chen Yunchong is the precious son of Chen Yuanwai, the richest man in Yuncheng.A few days ago, because of being bullied by older children in the private school, he was tired of studying. Later, under the guidance of Master Long, the "little white dragon under the cherry blossoms in Yuncheng", Xianyu turned around and turned defeat into victory, dominating the private school.

In addition, he was inspired by Master Long and discovered his interest in swordsmanship.It can be said that he is full of ambition and has a bright future.

Although Young Master Chen is a duplicitous little prick, he is not an ungrateful master.So one day he took a wooden box to Long Bieyi's residence to thank him, thinking about how to have a few more words with him, when he walked to the gate of the small courtyard, he saw Long Bieyi packing his luggage.

"Where are you going?" Chen Yunchong asked in surprise.

Long Bieyi raised his head and said with a happy smile, "I'm going to travel around!"

Chen Yunchong: "You want to go?"

Long Bieyi: "Well, Young Master Chen, let's meet by fate!"

As he spoke, he stacked several large wooden boxes that had been packed together, and began to pack a pile of books on the ground into the last box.

Chen Yunchong felt lost, but he saw the light of joy radiating from the whole body of the man under the sun.His long hair was dyed golden by the sun, the corners of his brows and eyes were full of smiles, and his eyes became more and more charming.His face was small and delicate, his pupils were watery, his lips were red and his teeth were white. When he was buried in the pile of books, he looked like a noble young master who didn't hear anything outside the window, as pure as crystal.

Chen Yunchong sighed softly, knowing that he couldn't keep anyone, he stepped forward and stuffed the wooden box in his hand to Long Bieyi.

Long Bieyi stopped, took the wooden box politely, and asked, "A gift from the young master?"

Chen Yunchong looked shy, turned his face away arrogantly, and said, "Would you like love?"

Long Bieyi opened the wooden box, only to see a pair of shoes lying inside, the ice silk treasures of Zhangjia Silk and Satin Village, absolutely unmistakable.This tribute-level goods are worth at least 15 taels of silver.

Seeing Long Bieyi's flattered expression, Chen Yunchong felt more embarrassed and ashamed, and hurried out with a "hum".

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Just as Jing Zhe got off the carriage, she was almost hit by a young boy.He dodged away calmly, not paying attention to the boy's appearance.

When he walked into Long Bieyi's small courtyard, Long Bieyi had just put the shoes into the last wooden box.Jing Zhe stepped forward and closed the wooden box for him.

Long Bieyi saw Jing Zhe, looked at his luggage, felt a little embarrassed, and said evasively: "Jing Zhe, I...I wrote a lot of story books, they are quite precious, so I packed them up...without any It doesn't matter if you go, I'll find a tree and bury it."

Jing Zhe has always been neither humble nor overbearing, without any grudges.With the same expression as before, he said: "It's okay, bring them all." Then with a wave of his hand, several young servants quickly moved the four large boxes to the carriage.

"Then... let's go." Long Bieyi suppressed his excitement and pretended to be calm, but his slightly upturned voice and eyes full of happiness still betrayed him.

Jing Zhe nodded, today he is still dressed in white, plain and simple, with no decorations except for the carnelian hairpin in his hair, his whole person is personable, elegant, noble and refined.

And Long Bieyi is wearing a light blue suit, looking full of youthful spirit, lively and agile.

The two got into the carriage one after the other.Long Bieyi's eyes lit up again, the carriage was bright and spacious, inlaid with gold and silver, the cushions seemed to be brocade, one could tell at a glance that it was expensive.

It was early spring at this time, and there was a stove burning in the carriage, so the owner might be afraid of the cold.

As the carriage set off, Long Bieyi wanted to dance excitedly, but secretly made up his mind to be reserved.

He secretly glanced at Jing Zhe, who was also looking at him indifferently.Long Bieyi said in embarrassment: "Jing Zhe, why did you take me to eat delicious food?"

Jing Zhe: "Because I want to fulfill your wish."

Long Bieyi went through these words several times in his head, and said with a smile: "Jingzhe, are you paying respects to the Buddha? This is doing good deeds and accumulating virtue."

The corners of Jing Zhe's mouth raised slightly, and he said: "Yes, I asked for a lottery at Faye Temple, and the abbot pointed you to help me accumulate merit."

It's really a pie in the sky, Long Bieyi thought happily, but she didn't look like she was greedy for petty gains.He was also very curious about Jing Zhe himself, so he asked: "Jing Zhe, where are you from?"

Jing Zhe: "Don't ask where you came from."

Long Bieyi: "Then what do you do?"

Jing Zhe: "Come to the world to settle your worries."

Long Bie recalled that he answered that he was extraordinary and not like ordinary people, secretly slandered him for being mysterious, and then asked: "Why did you give me the gold ingot that day? Did you like the story I told?"

In Jingzhe's mind, the love entanglement between the fairy king and the widow who are constantly cutting things off and turning into chaos emerges, and she feels a chill.Although helpless, he still said righteously: "Because gold favors you."

"Really?" Long Bieyi blinked, looked at Jingzhe for a moment, his eyes were sincere, "I think red suits you."

"Xiao Xue, I think red complements you."

"Xiao Xue, I fell in love with this piece of carnelian immediately. There is no other gemstone that is more suitable for you."

"Xiao Xue, carnelian symbolizes longevity. I hope to live forever with you and stay with you. The mountains have no edges, and the heaven and earth are united. I dare to break with you."

"Little Xue..."

"Little Xue..."

The flood of memories that flooded in from the opening of the gate buried Jing Zhe's consciousness, making him distracted and distracted.Long Bieyi sensed something strange, lightly tugged on his sleeve, and called softly: "Jing Zhe, Jing Zhe."

Jing Zhe managed to regain her composure, and warned herself that the past should not be pursued. Now that this person has truly appeared in front of her, she should not be greedy for the past and old dreams.He said: "Excuse me, I was a little distracted just now."

Long Bieyi smiled, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were dazzling: "Why don't I tell you about my script."

Jing Zhe: "Okay."

Long Bieyi: "I'm a storyteller. I don't like to talk about other people's books. I like to write my own. But my handwriting is ugly and there are many typos, so I don't have a photocopy. Do you want to hear me tell you? As a reward, you take me on a trip Invite me to dinner."

He rambled on and on: "You pay me a gold ingot, and this reward is enough for me to tell you a hundred hours! Let's see, do you prefer to listen to court marquises or Jianghu grievances, a match made in heaven or a sadomasochistic love?"

Jing Zhe couldn't help laughing, the corners of her mouth raised gently and softly: "Anything is fine, I like to listen to it."

Long Bieyi was in high spirits, his eyes were shining brightly, and his eloquence was eloquent.

He talked from the blue sky to the bright moon, and reluctantly said good night to Jingzhe at night, and then went back to his inn room to think about how to tell the story more beautifully.Although he and Jingzhe have not met each other for a long time, Long Bieyi feels that the tacit understanding between the two seems to have been with each other for a long time.

Probably this is like old friends at first sight, Long Bieyi thought to himself.

The next morning, he started rambling again.

Jing Zhe was neither annoyed nor annoyed, she listened intently with her face uplifted, with a look of interest, nodding her head from time to time, or asking softly.

Five days later, they arrived at the first stop, Hangzhou, and Long Bieyi finally finished telling the story of "The Overbearing Demon Lord Falls in Love with Me".

Long Bieyi asked Jingzhe about her impressions full of anticipation, and Jingzhe fell into long-term contemplation.

"The Demon Lord has great ambitions." Jing Zhe commented like this.

"This is a love story." Long Bieyi said.

"The devil is very insightful about love." Jing Zhe added.

The author has something to say: Three more on the first day, thanks for reading!