Fairy King's Handbook

When the two came out of Guose Tianxiang Building slowly, the servant boy who had come back from the door was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect such a big commotion outside that there were still people enjoying the flowers here, and said: "Guest, go slowly. "

There are still many people walking outside. Although the Epiphyllum Building was stolen, it only alarmed the Baihua Building. The search is still going on, but due to the large number of pedestrians, ordinary people are only concerned about spending money but not seeing the legendary Youye Zitan, so search Also like finding a needle in a haystack.

The whole journey was silent, no one opened their mouths to speak, but it was obvious that they were going back to the Xinxin Pavilion after making a fuss.I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he walked past the Red Sleeve Pavilion, Meng Zhen found that the beauties upstairs seemed to be enthusiastic, with their sleeves swaggering, their eyes fluttering frequently, and their soft-spoken voices.

It was obviously not like this when we left here just now, right? ?

He raised his eyes to look at Yan Chongming, but Yan Chongming was also looking at him, his eyes were cold, and he didn't know what it meant.

"Two young masters, please stop." At this moment, a charming voice came from behind, Meng Zhen looked around and made sure that the two young masters were calling him and Yan Chongming.

Holding a willow branch and a bunch of green lotus in her hands, a girl in red walked forward slowly. She stood in front of the two with a smile on her face. Her face was bright and beautiful, with a flying agility.

But she looked into Yan Chongming's eyes with shyness, thought for a while, and said to Yan Chongming as if she had made up her mind: "The little girl's name is Liuliu, may I ask you to tell me your name?"

"What? Your name is Liuliu?!" Before Yan Chongming could respond, Meng Zhen immediately asked. He was ashamed that such a little girl was also called Liuliu, so pity his family's willow.

"Liu Liu is the name of the girl's boudoir, meeting is a fate, I wonder if the two young masters can come to the Hongxiu Pavilion for a talk?" The girl in red didn't wait for Yan Chongming to speak, and turned to look at Meng Zhen.

"Miss. Don't go!"

Meng Zhen was wondering if he should give Zhenhunliu a more domineering name when he got back, when he heard Yan Chongming's cold refusal, and then his arm was dragged forward vigorously.

"Wait." The girl named Liuliu still followed, looking at Yan Chongming's eyes slightly red, she handed the willow and green lotus in front of Yan Chongming, and said softly: "These flowers are my flowers. I just picked it, and I want to give it to you, and please accept it with your heart." After speaking, he waited for Yan Chongming to accept it with anticipation in his eyes.

Yan Chongming looked at her indifferently, didn't say anything, and didn't pick up the flowers.Meng Zhen looked anxious for a while, look, look, how can the dignified banquet tiger embarrass a little girl, she almost cried when she didn't see her.Meng Zhen touched Yan Chongming's arm with his elbow, but just accepted the flowers, and it didn't matter much.Unexpectedly, Yan Chongming glanced at him, but still saw no movement.

"I'll take it for you." Before the girl cried out, Meng Zhen quickly reached out to pick up Yang Liu and Qinglian.

"It's better to be careful with flowers and plants of unknown origin." The outstretched hand was pulled back.

With a sound of "嘻...", the girl in red finally couldn't help crying, looked at Yan Chongming with grievances, and ran away without looking back.

"..."

"Have you forgotten Zi Mei just now?" Yan Chongming reminded Meng Zhen.

"I haven't forgotten. No, the willow and green lotus are just ordinary flowers. The little girl has no malicious intentions..."

"What do you want to say?" Yan Chongming suddenly stared into Meng Zhen's eyes and asked.

"I, I want to say that girl actually likes you..."

No, no, Meng Zhen actually didn't want to say this, this is obviously wishful thinking, a chance encounter that ended without a cause, maybe a chance encounter is not counted, and it is too illusory.

Suddenly he heard a bright chuckle, Meng Zhen looked over, and saw Yan Chongming was in a good mood and laughed for some reason, this was the first time Meng Zhen saw him laugh, his brows stretched, the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes There seem to be stars shining in it, beautiful and amazing.

"Pretend I didn't say it." Meng Zhen said in a muffled voice, turned his head and left, he was almost dazzled by that smile just now.

"This is for you." Yan Chongming followed, holding a bag in his hand and handing it to Meng Zhen.Meng Zhen took it and found that the things inside were very heavy. When he opened it, he found that it was gold leaf, and the bag was full.

"This! There are so many... They said you went out to make money early in the morning, so it is true..." Meng Zhen stared at those golden leaves, still a little bit relieved. "What do you do to make so much money, can't you steal it?" The waiter obviously couldn't do it.

"There." Yan Chongming casually pointed forward, and Meng Zhen looked over, and it turned out that the brightly lit attic in front of him was the "Thousand Gold Gambling House" that he had passed by before.

Yan Tiger would also go to that kind of place, Meng Zhen couldn't believe it, especially since his luck seemed to be good.

Is it too much?Meng Zhen had no idea about these things either. Every time he took Shen away from the world, he would help others by the way and get some rewards.

If that's the case, he should explain something to Yan Chong as a matter of courtesy.After thinking for a while, he opened the storage bag at his waist, grabbed a handful of candy he bought earlier and handed it to Yan Chongming, "Yan Tiger, do you want candy?"

After taking out the candy, Meng Zhen felt that this move was extremely naive, and it was no different from coaxing a child.Embarrassed for a moment, he wanted to say something to try to explain.

Yan Chongming looked at the pile of colorful candies in front of him, hesitated for a moment, took it from Meng Zhen's hand, then peeled off one and put it in his mouth.

Meng Zhen: "..."

Yan Chongming actually ate several in a row, Meng Zhen didn't know what to say.

"This is sour." Yan Chongming suddenly held a candy and put it in front of Meng Zhen's eyes. It was a candy in the shape of a rabbit.

"How come?" Meng Zhen still remembered how sweet he was when he asked specifically about it when he bought it.

"Try it." Yan Chongming had already peeled off the candy wrapper for him, so Meng Zhen had no choice but to take the candy and put it in his mouth. Yan Chongming kept looking at him, as if waiting for him to speak.

After eating for a while, Meng Zhen frowned in agreement: "Well, this is indeed sour, so sour."

"But it's not completely sour, it's a bit sweet." Yan Chongming still looked at him and said again.

"Huh? Ah, yes, it's sweet and sour." Meng Zhen finally finished eating the candy and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It tastes good." Yan Chongming stopped looking at him and commented on the rabbit candy in his hand.

"So you like this taste." Meng Zhen picked out all the rabbit-shaped candies in the storage bag and handed them to Yan Chongming.

Yan Chongming left the pile of rabbit candies, and returned the other shapes to Meng Zhen.

I really can't see that Mr. Yanshan still has such a cute side.

It was midnight when the two returned to Suixin Pavilion, and everyone else had already rested.All the way was silent, Meng Zhen returned to his residence only to find that Yan Chongming followed him all the way.

"Yan Tiger, aren't you going back?" Meng Zhen was a little puzzled, thinking that Yan Chongming had something else to do.

"Too many people, too noisy." Yan Chongming walked in, looked around, and then sat down on the low bench by the window.

"..."

Meng Zhen suddenly remembered that when he met the group of people in the Xinxin Pavilion in the morning, a man named Yu Sheng said that he was the only one living alone in the entire Xinxin Pavilion.In this way, Yan Chongming should be crowded with a lot of people. No wonder he said that he "hasn't entered the door, and went out to make money early in the morning." Thinking about Ji Wuxing's temper, I am afraid that Yan Chongming is not only arranged for crowded people. One place is so easy.

"Then, Lord Yanshan, are you sleeping..."

"I'll just sleep here." Yan Chongming didn't wait for Meng Zhen to finish asking, and patted the dwarf next to him.

"Oh, good." Meng Zhen thought for a while, then pulled a quilt from the bed and sent it over.

Meng Zhen was going to rest on the bed when he remembered something. Earlier, he had gone out to find Yan Chongming to return the sword, but he forgot about it after he went out.He untied the crimson Suihua sword from his waist, walked up to Yan Chongming, and said:

"Yanshan Jun, this is the sword you borrowed from me before, and you forgot to return it, thank you."

Meng Zhen looked at the Suihua sword in his hand, and suddenly found that the sword tassel, which was originally a small red ball, quietly changed into the shape of a feather at some point.Meng Zhen was so surprised that he couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch the red feather, wanting to see if it could turn into a little red ball.

"Don't touch it!" Yan Chongming stopped in a low voice when he saw Meng Zhen pinching the feather back and forth.

Meng Zhen stopped in fright.Then he thought that this Suihua sword was a part of Chongming sword, Yan Chongming's natal fairy sword, and maybe it was closely connected with his life and soul. It was really wrong for him to touch it like this.So Meng Zhen carefully held the sword and handed it to Yan Chongming.

Meng Zhen didn't see Yan Chongming receiving the sword for a long time. He was puzzled and looked up, only to find that Yan Chongming's face was slightly red and he was standing still.

"Yanshan Jun, your sword." Meng Zhen couldn't help reminding.

Only then did Yan Chongming reach out to take the Suihua sword, the fingertips flashed with spiritual light, and the two swords merged into one, becoming the Chongming sword with cold light and coldness again.

Meng Zhen felt that Yan Chongming seemed a little angry and a little awkward, so he could only grumble, "Then, then you should rest earlier..." After speaking, he turned and went to rest on the bed.

Meng Zhen was always relieved, and soon fell into a deep sleep after lying on the bed.I don't know how long it took before I started dreaming in a chaotic state. The phantoms in the dream were as complicated as a crucian carp crossing the river. There were heart-piercing cries, and curses meeting resentment and hatred. of despair.All kinds of emotions are deep and crazy, noisy and chaotic, clearly and vaguely disturbing.Even though it was in a dream, Meng Zhen still struggled for a sliver of clarity. These were not his memories, and they had to be expelled.

Suddenly there was a raging fire, burning away the illusory dream bubbles, and besides the raging fire, there was torrential rain and mist.On the attic in the distance are three figures, two tall and one short, all of whom are children.

A clear and beautiful voice said: "He is four years old and still doesn't have a name. Aniang doesn't care about him. Let me choose a name for him."

"Then let's think about it together, we can't keep calling out little brother and little brother." It was another girl who spoke.

"My name is Qianyu. I heard from Aniang that she hopes that I will be considerate and gentle in the future."

"My name is Qianya. Father said that he wanted me to be a lady, dignified and virtuous."

"Little brother, come here, let me ask you, what do you want to do when you grow up?" the tallest girl asked.

"I, I want to go outside. I heard that there are many powerful gods outside of the West Sea. I want to go out and learn powerful fairy arts, so that no one will dare to bully us anymore." The youngest boy's voice was clear, Said firmly.

"Well, we have never been out of the West Sea, but I heard that there are many strange things beyond the West Sea. They don't live in the water, but live in the sky. The clouds are right in front of you, and you can touch them with your hands."

"Then just call it 'Qianyun'? It's as free as a cloud..."

Those immature children's voices gradually became blurred and distant, like a bubble that could be broken at the touch of a finger.The rain and fog washed away the phantoms of memory, came and went in a hurry, and then there were many scene changes. From the beginning to the end, it was all about the heavy and depressing sense of powerlessness and the desolate sadness of the end.

Strong emotions filled the air, his chest was sore, Meng Zhen felt a little out of breath, and suddenly felt burning pain between his brows, he struggled a bit and finally opened his eyes.There was a person in front of him withdrawing his hand from between his brows, his eyes were blank, staring blankly at the person in front of him, he didn't know where he was for a moment.

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