The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

Half a year passed, and it was approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival. Before Mu Qi could visit Tongxu Peak again, Zhou Yan went out to look for him. He went up to the Void Peak together.

Mu Qi was held by his sleeve by his junior brother, curious and amused in his heart, this junior brother really couldn't stand the playfulness, and just after he got out of the test, he tried to make trouble for himself.

"Zhou Yan! Where are you taking me?"

Mu Qi finally stomped his feet and refused to move forward.

Zhou Yan showed a smile and promised: "If you don't like it after seeing it, just punish me."

"Punish you to cook for me every day?" Mu Qi tilted his head, "No, you are already doing the punishment I can think of."

Zhou Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't expect that he would trip over his own feet, so he had to make another promise, "I will often dye your hair black in the future, how about it?"

Mentioning his long and pale hair due to injury, Mu Qi felt guilty for a moment, presumably his junior thought that he was about to recover, and he should pay more attention in the future.

"Good suggestion!" He replied while holding back the sudden soreness in his heart.

Zhou Yan smiled even wider.

I'm still smart, unlike Mu Qi, who always promises for the rest of his life, if he can't make it, how embarrassing it will be.

"arrive."

Zhou Yan slowly stretched out his hand to remove the white cloth between Mu Qi's eyes.

Mu Qi opened his eyes wide.

The former stone chamber of the Dongfu disappeared, and it became a manor exactly like the old residence.Outside the garden are osmanthus trees, bamboo forests, and creepers that grow well around the house.

"I heard from Muyou that the mortal Mid-Autumn Festival is your birthday, so you never celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival... because that day is also the day when Meiliang Xiandao disappeared and you were separated from your parents."

"So, you built a garden exactly like mine and gave it to me?"

Mu Qi felt that his voice was trembling, but he couldn't control it.

Going through all the childhood memories, Mu Qi choked up and asked, "How did you think of this?"

Zhou Yan only smiled, but kept silent, and waited for Mu Qi to wipe away his tears before saying, "Go in and have a look."

Mu Qi glanced at the little junior brother, he didn't know him more and more, maybe he was lucky enough to see traces of his growth, but now he has grown to a level that he can't predict.The only thing to be thankful for is that he is really not like Lu Yingchao, if not, it would be the biggest catastrophe after Xuanjimen.

The houses in the garden are exactly the same as in memory.

Mu Qi stared at it for a long time, and finally one day when he needed to open the door, he opened it and looked at the empty house, there were no figures, only dead objects, family members, whether they were gone or not.

"Thank you, Zhou Yan."

Every time he called Zhou Yan by his real name, it was extremely solemn, and it was the same this time.

Mu Qi raised his head and caught a glimpse of Zhou Yan's more and more angular chin. The boy in front of him had finally grown up, and he would no longer regard him as a junior who needed special care from him, but as a real equal to him, a friend.

"Would you like to try this horn comb?"

Zhou Yan returned to his usual grinning manner, and pressed Mu Qi to the bronze mirror, which stopped him from untying his hairband.

"What's wrong with you today? You're building a garden and delivering combs? I've made an agreement. If you ask me to sweep your garden, I won't do it."

"I do it myself."

Zhou Yan replied solemnly.

"Really?"

"You are the one who keeps your promises, don't I?"

"no······"

Mu Qi couldn't help it, and let him play with his hair. In the bronze mirror, it was clearly visible that his white hair turned black little by little, and was perfectly bundled together.

"I thought that your rapid progress in cultivation in [Golden Pavilion] was already amazing, but I didn't expect that you learned more than I thought."

Mu Qi said quietly.

"That's right." Zhou Yan took it as flattery and accepted it happily. "Looking at the Xuanji Gate, no, in the entire Southern Wilderness School, there is no one who is better at combing hair than me."

The two looked at each other, each with their own concerns, but they smiled at the same time.

In a few days, the Mid-Autumn Festival will arrive.

Zhou Yan cooked a large table of meals, all using the flesh of spirit beasts and the fruit of spirit wood, which not only tastes unique but also improves one's cultivation.After the meal, there are mooncakes that he made all day.

Mu Qi couldn't laugh or cry again, and picked up a colorful mooncake with his chopsticks, "Junior Brother, what kind of mooncake are you making?"

Zhou Yan took a sip, ran out to spit it out, rinsed his mouth hard before coming back, threw away all the mooncakes, and said angrily: "I will never make mooncakes filled with pork and cucumber again!" After finishing speaking, he looked aggrieved Kneeling down and looking at Mu Qi, "Senior brother, it was Rong Zhi who tricked me. He said he can make these two kinds of moon cakes, and he is really capable."

Mu Qi stroked his upturned strands of hair, "Why, do you want me to praise you, baby is good, or do you want me to go to Tong Yingfeng to talk to Rong Zhi?"

Zhou Yan lay on his knees, lazily unwilling to get up, "If senior brother is willing to do both, it would be great."

Just when the full moon was about to rise, dark clouds gathered, and after a while, autumn rain fell.

Mu Qi and Zhou Yan sat next to the pillars near the eaves, back to back, watching the rainwater flowing from the gaps in the eaves make puddles on the ground, and the puddles reflected the shadows of the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yan suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and looking sideways, it turned out that Mu Qi had fallen asleep on his shoulders.With a soft smile, she gently put the other party on the ground, and went back to the house to get the quilt.

As soon as his body warmed up, Mu Qi raised his eyelids, and found himself wrapped in a mattress, sleeping next to the fire made by Zhou Yan.

"you're awake?"

While lighting the fire, Zhou Yan handed him a small sandalwood box.

"Isn't it? Send me rouge?" Mu Qi joked, throwing the sandalwood box into the storage bag.

Zhou Yan said: "It's not Rouge, you open it and have a look."

Mu Qi had no choice but to take it out again, and opened the lid of the box, which contained a kind of dark green plaster, "This is it?" He picked a little with his fingertips and brought it to his nose.

"The taste of [Fang Yan He]..."

Mu Qi couldn't believe it and looked at Zhou Yan who was watching him quietly, "How did you get [Fang Yan He]?"

How is this possible? How could they easily hand over what was in the hands of the group of Xiaoyaozong?

Zhou Yan took the ointment and smeared it on his face one by one, smiling like a summer flower, "Only this ointment can repair the scars that have been severely injured by magic skills. The prescription I saw in [Golden Pavilion], hehe, You said you read a lot, how come you don’t know about this kind of thing?”

Of course Mu Qi knew it, but he thought to himself that he was about to die, why waste a stalk of spiritual grass to restore some unimportant things?

He suddenly grabbed Zhou Yan's wrist that was applying the medicine to him, "Zhou Yan, tell the truth, how did you get [Fang Yan He]?" Did you get hurt... Did you pay anything irreparable? The cost of...

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The next chapter is the junior confession.