The merman villain is a bit teasing [Rebirth]

There was still no special expression on Du Yanshu's face, the wind was light and calm, and he walked slowly while holding the rein, as if he was going on an outing to relax, but the weather in the first month of the month was a bit too cold, and when the wind blew, the chill would rush into the bones.

"When did senior know?" Song Li asked with a smile, and conveniently put his warm robe on Du Yanshu.

Du Yanshu didn't refuse. He looked straight ahead and said indifferently, "Just now, didn't you use the Spirit Devouring Curse to break up Yi Yundeng's spiritual veins?"

The Soul Devouring Curse is a secret technique of the ghost clan, few people know it.Just because Tang Wenqing couldn't see it, doesn't mean he couldn't see it. Yi Yundeng might have noticed it too, but he had already reached this point, so what's the point of knowing it.

"So, senior, why didn't you attack me?" Song Li asked calmly.

"I can't beat you." Du Yanshu said frankly.

Song Li smiled: "No, if it's senior, I will never fight back."

Du Yanshu didn't answer, pulled the rein, and immediately rode his horse to the front of Song Li. With a smile on his lips, Song Li looked deeply at the plain back in front of him, and didn't catch up immediately: "Senior, don't believe me!" ?” The end of the sentence rises slightly.

"Letter——" Du Yanshu dropped a word coldly, retold it three times and four times to save himself, with such painstaking efforts, he would not turn around and kill himself.

Song Li raised his eyebrows with a half-smile.

"I just can't figure out what Mr. Song is trying to do." Although it sounded like a question, it was in a statement tone, and he naturally knew that Song Li would not tell him easily.

Song Li smiled: "As I said earlier, this junior has admired Senior Du for a long time."

The corner of Du Yanshu's mouth twitched: "Mr. Song's words are easily misunderstood."

Song Li just smiled and said for a while, "The specific reasons will be explained in detail by the younger generation when we drink together at the Shangyuan Festival."

"Okay," Du Yanshu nodded, "I will definitely find an opportunity to repay Mr. Song's life-saving grace and care for the past few days." The implication is that I don't intend to owe you the kindness of the ghost clan.

"Senior, if you really want to repay this junior, then you should agree to one more request from this junior."

Du Yanshu's heart skipped a beat: "Mr. Song, please tell me." Although his face was lukewarm, but after all he knew that the other party was a member of the ghost tribe, and he spied him passing letters in the yard last night, so he was inevitably worried that the other party would propose something. If that's the case, if that's the case, he will give his life back at worst.

Song Li saw the concern hidden between Du Yanshu's brows and eyes, grinned and said, "Senior, don't be nervous. I just think that senior's name is too unfamiliar. I want to change my name, but I don't know if senior is willing?"

"...How does Mr. Song want to address me?" Du Yanshu was stunned for a moment when he didn't expect such a request.

"Xiaoshu—"

The voice was very soft, but it was thunderous to Du Yanshu's ears. He felt the blood rushing to his head and felt dizzy for a while.

"Young Master Song, what the hell are you..." Du Yanshu's voice trembled.

Uncle, there is only one person in this life who has ever called him that, and only that one person is qualified to call him that.

"The junior hesitated for a long time between Xiao Shu and Ah Yan, but finally felt that Xiao Shu sounds closer." Song Li explained with a light smile.

It took Du Yanshu a long time to calm down, and he exhaled heavily. After he calmed down, he realized that there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead: "Mr. Song, please don't make fun of me."

He seemed to be out of strength, his hand holding the rein was sticky, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest.

"Senior, you really don't want to." As expected, Song Li's expression was calm and disappointed.

Du Yanshu's voice was light and light: "Only one person can say those two words."

After a pause, he said again: "It doesn't work with the same pronunciation." His voice was undeniably firm.

After pondering for a moment, Song Li took a deep look at Du Yanshu: "Senior Du is really nostalgic."

"Don't mention the past." After saying that, he pulled the rein hard, Yuhua Cong galloped forward, and Song Li also followed closely.

The two rode their horses and galloped for a while, and the biting wind blew away their chaotic thoughts. Du Yanshu finally calmed down, his horse gait gradually slowed down, and he didn't forget to ask serious questions: "Mr. , are you also a Bone Cultist?"

Song Li said seriously: "Yes, it is the person who used illusion to senior that day."

Du Yanshu nodded lightly: "Thank you Mr. Song for not only getting rid of the heretics, but also remembering to help Du recover the Sword of No Return."

Song Li shook his head: "I didn't find the Sword of No Return, and I didn't kill the Bone Cultist." After a pause, he laughed lightly at himself: "Perhaps senior won't believe what I said, but, this matter is now Before you find out, seniors, please be careful, especially those close to you."

Du Yanshu didn't say a word on the face, but his heart skipped a beat. The meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious.

"Junior would venture to ask, Senior Du was in a dangerous situation a few days ago and almost died. Why didn't Senior's attendant appear for so long?" Song Li's tone was calm and calm, without the slightest hint of sarcasm.

"That's because Wuxi Town has already ended the spirit of the sky..." He silenced halfway through the sentence. The Yi family was not in Wuxi Town that day, let alone Wuxi Town, and even if it was tied. In the heavenly spirit world, the blood bond can also sense the danger of the Taoist master...

Song Li was noncommittal, and said softly after a long while: "Now that the Kuangbone Cultists have infiltrated into the sects of all major aristocratic families, seniors should pay more attention."

Du Yan was silent. On the one hand, Song Li was just a member of the ghost clan who met by chance and got along with him for a few days. I really shouldn't believe his words, let alone doubt the closest people around me because of what he said, but on the other hand... ...Du Yanshu really had a small lump in his heart.

……

Before sunset, the two rode their horses back to Guanjin City. Seeing that they were about to reach the gate of Du's Village, Song Li stopped his horse and said, "Senior, I've come this far with you, and this junior should go back." With my current status, it is really inappropriate for me to enter the Du Family Manor openly.

Du Yanshu also tugged on the rein and looked back, his lips moved, swallowed the words to keep him, nodded and said: "Mr. Song, thank you for the past few days."

Even though he knew that the other party approached him with a purpose, but after all, he was favored by others, and it was the grace of saving his life. Whether it was emotionally or morally, Du Yanshu couldn't treat Song Li as a member of the ghost clan who could be punished by everyone.

Whatever his purpose, he did survive because of what he did...

Song Li smiled: "Shangyuan Lantern Festival, the younger generation will come to pick you up."

Hearing this, the corners of Du Yanshu's mouth twitched, regardless of his identity, he did have a good impression of this junior, but he occasionally uttered some ambiguous and daydreaming words, which made him unbearable: "Okay, see you in seven days. "

"Farewell here." Song Li arched his hands towards him, and murmured to himself, "Seven days, it's been a long time..."

Coincidentally, Du Yanshu could hear clearly again, and his face twitched again: "...Mr. Song, take care."

Song Li tilted his head slightly and looked at him and smiled. He didn't move for a while, and Du Yanshu also sat upright on the horseback, and they were in an inexplicable stalemate...

"Senior, go first, otherwise I won't want to leave."

"..." Du Yanshu didn't want to say anything anymore, turned around and galloped towards the other direction of the street without any hesitation, while Song Li stood there and watched quietly until the other party's back disappeared into the twilight Only then turned around and left.

He turned his horse's head and walked back slowly, exhaled imperceptibly, and did it again. Originally, he only planned to guard him from a distance, but he couldn't help but walked into his life again, and with another more equal , and more interesting identities...

After all, I want to get that person.

……

Du Yanming was relieved when he saw his younger brother come back in full beard. He looked behind him and saw that there was no one else, so he frowned and asked, "Where's Bai Xu?"

Du Yanshu's face was calm: "I asked him to do some things, and he will come back later."

Hearing this, Du Yanming's face finally calmed down completely, Pei Yun who was on the side smiled and said, "I'll just say, third brother will be fine, Bai Xu rushed all the way there that day, how could he let third brother be in trouble?" , Master, you are just worrying about it."

Du Yanming shook his head and smiled wryly: "If you calm down on weekdays, I won't worry so much."

"Then I'd better let Master worry more about me, so that Master won't have a chance to think about others." Pei Yun put on a faceless look, with his eyes crooked with a smile.

Du Yanming curled his lips and said, "You're talking nonsense again, that's all, I can't tell you." Although the tone was helpless, there was clearly a hint of doting in the words. Du Yanshu knew that his brother is happy now.

Pei Yun blinked and smiled: "That's because the master has indulged me too much, and he is reluctant to scold me and punish me."

"..." Du Yanshu buried his head in his teacup, sat for a while, then got up to say goodbye and return to the catkin garden, feeling that it would be too boring to stay any longer.

Along the way, fine snow fell in the sky again. Once upon a time, there was someone beside him who acted coquettishly and took care of him meticulously...

Forget it, compared to the unchangeable facts of hurting the spring and autumn, what worries him more now is naturally the matter of Bai Xu.

After a while, Du Yanshu was about to go to bed, when he suddenly heard the sound of very light footsteps, stepping on the snow, from far to near, Du Yanshu sat on the step and said softly: "Come in .”

The door was gently pushed open, bringing in a cold air, the snow light leaked into the room, the man raised his head slightly, his expression could not be seen clearly against the light: "Third Master, haven't you rested yet?"

Du Yanshu's voice was lukewarm: "Waiting for you."

By the light of the snow, Bai Xu saw that Du Yanshu was only wearing a thin shirt. The silk was soft, and the lines of his body were clearly outlined. Dark and warm.

Bai Xu didn't sit down either, and stood straight by the door, not talking to each other.

After a long while, Du Yanshu finally said, "You are the one who retrieved the Sword of No Return for me."

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The author has something to say: Citation: Uncle, Uncle likes you so much~ Uncle: Well... at a time like this... don't call me Uncle!

Quote: Why, Uncle Uncle~

Uncle (blushing): ...shut up...too shameful!

Quote: Oh, Xiaoshu~

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Of course, if you want to lose your horse and gnaw, you must wait until the Shangyuan Lantern Festival~

Uncle: I want to suck fish every day

Author: Aren't you smoking every day →_→

It's a bit sweet today, isn't it~