Tiansheng 15 years

The bamboo raft agreement has been painful for thousands of years.

At that time, he still didn't know how unforgettable the bamboo raft date would bring him, how it would make him recall it over and over again while sweet and heartbroken during the endless journey, and regret over and over again.

If he hadn't been obsessed with ghosts for a while, wouldn't it have ushered in a different ending.He asked himself over and over again, but what he got was always as it should be.

Since ancient times, Enyi has been in a dilemma, and he has been in too much pain, that's why he chose to give up everything and give up on him.In the beginning he hated him deeply, but love lasted longer than hate, so in the end he chose a hopeless path and decided to die.

I can't stop your choice, and you can't stop my choice. We'll have a long time to come. Just wait and see, I will definitely, definitely bring you back.

The sky was full of wind and snow ahead, but he felt that the road was open and open.

In a daze, he felt the coolness on his fingertips, and opened his eyes in displeasure, and saw that there was a snow-white cold jade under his finger.

Looks familiar!Liang Feiqin pulled it into his hand and looked at it carefully.On the one hand, it is the bamboo to report peace, and on the other hand, it is the plum in the snow of Lingshuang and Aoxue.Hmm, craftsmanship?It's rough and unbearable to look at, but it's a beginner's craft.

Eh, um, this beginner seems to be him.Turning his fingertips, he found the words engraved on the bamboo leaves.

Shun An.Taken from Shunxin Shuyi, Anping's life.

Originally, it was just a whim to enter Tiangongtang to cut jade, but everything became different after getting someone to give it to.When choosing the material, he chose cold jade. At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, he carved two friends of plum and bamboo on the jade, and painstakingly engraved the blessing words of eight characters on the bamboo leaves.

Luo Yang is about to leave the customs, he hopes to give him this cold jade, congratulate him on being promoted to Jindan, and congratulate him on his bright future.

On the day of departure, the weather was clear and cloudless.He has been entrenched in the garden of the palace since the morning, drinking tea and reading a book or sleeping. Although he is comfortable and comfortable, the cold jade in his sleeve is like a small stone in his heart.

Still not coming back?Not coming back yet!After paying homage to the mountain lord, it is the master, and after the master, there will be no one!He pressed his face against the cold stone table, full of depression.

The maid, Cong Yun, served tea, and at the same time lightly left a sentence saying that she was back in the front yard.

He let out a weak 'oh', still lying on the stone table, motionless.

After a while, he heard the sound of slow and calm footsteps, and knew that Luo Yang was coming.

"Young master." Standing on the side, he whispered softly.

"Ah, I'm back." He sat down, without looking at him, and threw the cold jade in his sleeve over based on his feeling. "Here, this is a congratulatory gift. Wannian Hanyu will be very suitable for your practice."

"Thank you sir."

From the corner of the eye, he saw Hanyu being properly put into his arms, and he couldn't help showing a smile, but said: "Thank you little Hanyu, you are a Jindan real person, and there will be many good things in the future. "

"Perhaps." Luo Yang was not very interested.

Silence spread between them.

He knew that if he didn't say anything, then Luo Yang wouldn't say anything, but he was unwilling to ask him to speak first.

After a long time, he asked, "When did you move out? Who will replace you?"

"No." There was a moderate force on his shoulders, and he heard Luo Yang say, "I will not leave you until the young master reaches the age of 30 or the Golden Core Stage."

"Really?" He couldn't tell whether it was joy or what, but he knew that at that moment he couldn't say anything except those two words.

"Yes." One word weighs as much as a thousand catties.

Later, he only remembered the smell of Longjing tea permeating between his teeth and the faint scent of sandalwood in Luo Yang's sleeves.

Today, sandalwood is still there, but there is no Longjing.

"Bo Yan, make a pot of Longjing." He rolled over under the covers and stuck the jade on his forehead.

"He's gone out." Luo Yang's cold voice sounded.

"Where have you been?"

"Boil the medicine."

Glancing sideways at Luo Yang who got up to make tea, he asked, "Is it evening?"

"Yes."

"When did I fall asleep?"

"I don't know."

"You moved me under the bed?"

"Yes."

"Oh." His face was as usual, but his heart was beating like a drum, and he buried his face in the quilt for a while before he calmed down.

"My lord, the tea is ready." Luo Yang's voice came through the quilt, dull and powerful.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup. After confirming that Luo Yang had left the bed, he sat up with one hand. The jade on his forehead slipped into his collar. It trembled so much that it almost spilled the tea inside.

so far so good.Holding tea and drinking water with one hand, he took out the jade that had fallen to his chest with the other, and rubbed it with his fingertips.

After drinking the tea, he put the tea bowl on the small table that he brought specially on the bed, spread out his palm and turned the jade in his palm to Luo Yang, and asked, "Is this jade yours?"

"Yes."

He continued to ask: "Then why did it fall by my hand?"

Luo Yang said: "When using the cold air in the jade to practice exercises, the guard Bo came over. When the subordinate was talking to him, he forgot to put the jade away for a while." Then when he came back after speaking, he saw that the young master had fallen asleep and unconsciously put the jade away. Pulling it under his fingers, he couldn't take the jade back because he couldn't bear to disturb him.

He had a few pieces of cold jade, but he only carried this one with him. He could suppress it by himself, but he chose to use his spiritual power to suppress the coldness in the jade.All of this may be because of his irresistible indulgence after telling the secret that has been hidden in his heart.

Rubbing his forehead with a headache, he said: "Young master, are you still sleeping?"

Liang Feiqin shook his head and said, "No." He added, "But I don't think about it either." He didn't hear the sound of the rain, so it must have stopped. Although he wanted to go out and have a look, the bed was too comfortable. He didn't think about it very much, not to mention that it was almost night now.

Luo Yang didn't say anything, just got up from the Luohan bed where he was sitting, walked around the screen, and stood in front of Bao Yan who just came to bring the medicine.

Bo Yan asked in a low voice: "Is the third son awake?" He couldn't see Liang Feiqin in the inner room through the screen and curtain, so he asked Luo Yang in a low voice.

"Wake up." He raised his hand and drank the medicine with a suitable temperature.

Bo Yan, who witnessed Luo Yang drinking the medicine, said: "This medicine is not the one I drank before. I have tasted it, and it is very bitter."

Luo Yang said: "It seems that you are lazy in class." It is also a class to endure hardship in Xiaotingsi.

"Ah, remember to rinse your mouth after drinking the medicine. I have something to do on the stove and I'll leave first." Before he finished speaking, he snatched the bowl from Luo Yang's hand and ran away.

Just when Liang Feiqin was about to laugh at something, a paper crane flew over and planned on him.He stretched out his hand to pick it up, unfolded it, and understood the content on the paper.

Junzitao Ruins, March [-] Yinshi is opening, Chenshi is closing.At that time, those who come here from Songheyan will enter the ruins together with their subordinate families at Weisanyi, and there will be no waiting when it is over, so remember it.

Liang Feiqin clicked his tongue angrily, and scolded the villain.

Luo Yang, who also received the paper crane back to the inner room, was startled when he heard the words. Although he didn't understand, he didn't ask any questions. He just returned to the Arhat bed and continued to meditate cross-legged.

Liang Feiqin looked sideways at Luo Yang who was meditating with his eyes closed, and felt that everything seemed like a dream amidst the bright lights.He lay down, groping for the words on the bamboo leaves with his fingertips, lost in thought.

After this year, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and me to be in the same room again.

Indoor and outdoor, no sound can be heard.Liang Feiqin closed his eyes full of bitterness, forcing himself to fall into sleep.

In the combination of sandalwood and Longjing tea, he fell into a dream again without noticing it.

It is very difficult for someone who has achieved success in cultivating the Tao to dream, but this year he has had a lot of dreams!

Towering palaces, snow-capped mountains.Howling and cursing could be heard in the wide and spacious martial arts arena. The doctor looked worriedly at the front of the crowd while bandaging the wounds of the wounded.

Surrounded by the crowd, a three-foot-tall red-eyed white tiger rushed out of the crowd roaring privately, and was beaten back to its original place by a series of sword and light techniques.

This scene lasted for a while, and the white tiger curled up with injuries all over his body.

"This beast is dead, let's go together." I don't know who shouted, but the results are remarkable.

The radiance of the sword light and spells was comparable to sunshine, he couldn't bear to turn his head away, and saw the tower of thousands of tricks on Yaoshan that went straight into the sky.

Well done, why did he come back here?Before he finished his doubts, the loud noise in his ears made him dizzy and screamed again and again.

"Young Master." A voice as cold as wind and snow came accompanied by mellow spiritual energy. He grabbed it dazedly, but only caught a corner of his clothes.

"Embracing the original and keeping the one, keeping the body and solid energy."

It's easy for you to say, I have a headache and my ears hurt.He moaned and groaned, his fingers clenched the corner of his clothes, holding it loosely, but he couldn't open his eyes, and couldn't speak.

"The Great Dao has no form, it gives birth to the world; the Great Dao is ruthless, it moves the sun and the moon; the Great Dao has no name, it grows all things; I don't know its name..."

The "Qing Jing Jing" is a classic that every practitioner must memorize, or it is the first book for a practitioner to enter the Tao.Those who often read and recite often are beneficial to stick to the mind of the Tao.

Because it was so familiar, after Luo Yang recited it once, he followed it silently in his heart during the second time.

Contemplating emptiness is also emptiness, emptiness has nothing to be empty; everything to be emptied has nothing, and nothing has nothing to have; nothing has nothing to have, and is always silent; solitude has nothing to be silent, how can desire arise?

There is no silence, how can desire be born?

After a long time, he vaguely recalled this memory, feeling sweet and helpless in his heart.

Is it possible for ordinary people to chant sutras to a sweetheart who has had nightmares?But maybe this is Luo Yang's cruelty and tenderness.

He clearly knows that if he can't always be by his side, he will be given the ability to strive for self-improvement, so he will feel relieved when he leaves.

At that time, the full moon was bright and clear, and the bonfire was in full swing. He said softly to the bright moon in the sky: "Luo Yang, you are a big bastard." I will not let you go.Little did he know then that the reunion he imagined would be a full 1 years away.

1 years is a long time, and 1 years is also very short.Compared with the pain of waiting, he was more glad that he finally got him.

In the glow of the sky, he softly called the person he had been thinking about for a long time, and said, "Luo Yang." Long time no see.

"Long time no see, son."