Jianling

"There is no sorrow in poverty."

Meng Wubei never dreamed that this chance encounter would become the source of grief for the two of them for the rest of their lives.

Xiao Shuhua is a disciple of the Huanxi Sect, and his status is not lower than the two guardians of the Wen family siblings. It can be said that he is one of the most important subordinates of Yun Wenxu.But because of his eccentric personality, Wen Xu only allowed him to stay in the sect and not go out all year round. When Xiao Shuhua talked about these times, he still had a three-pointed smile, and he took the past as enough to make fun of Meng Wubei. Just kidding.

Meng Wubei is a person who hates evil like an enemy, and he must hate the people of Huanxi Sect to the bone.Xiao Shuhua didn't try to defend, he just said lightly "You can't beat me", even though Zhuo Yujian's murderous intentions were revealed, he responded with a light smile, Meng Wubei was at a loss for anger.

Meng Wubei's trip down the mountain was just a trip to the rivers and lakes, and at the same time experienced the dangers and hardships of love and hatred in the world of mortals. He had no choice but to provoke people like Xiao Shuhua, which was probably the beginning of his life's misfortune.

"Out of Feidu, where is brother Wubei going?"

Meng Wubei clenched her teeth, and finally squeezed out a sparkling curse: "Stop talking nonsense."

Xiao Shuhua smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Then what is the common name of brother Wubei?"

Meng Wubei kept silent, Xiao Shuhua raised his eyes and played guessing with him: "When it comes to Taoist priests, everyone would want to think about the Pichenmen? But Xiao is not talented and knows nothing about the Pichenmen. The head of the sect is from the generation of Qing... Could it be that Brother Wubei is actually called Qing Bei? Is the head of the Pichen sect so unruly?"

Meng Wubei couldn't bear it anymore: "My master, the master is Qingru."

"Don't lie to me," Xiao Shuhua climbed up to his neck from behind, regardless of Meng Wubei's like a piece of cold ice sculpture, steadfast and showing no sign of softening, continued his own words, and said with a smile , "Idiots of the Pichenmen, isn't the only one allowed to go down the mountain?"

"The poor don't tell lies."

"I know. Mr. Lang would not be willing to lie to Hua'er, Mr. Mr. is willing to die for Hua'er." Xiao Shuhua poked his face with his hand, and said, "Then you helped me, the Huanxi sect monster this time, wouldn't you offend me?" Big trouble, will your teacher blame you?"

Meng Wubei glanced coldly at the hand on his shoulder, and said in a cold voice, "Be careful. When you go out to Feidu, you and I will have different ways, and we will not conspire."

"I owe you a favor, but you treat me so slowly." Xiao Shuhua withdrew his hand, went around and sat opposite him, lazily hung his head and played with his nails for a while, "Say, little Taoist priest, if I hadn't held Wen Zhumi hostage, you Is my life in danger?"

Meng Wubei remained silent.

Although he couldn't understand Xiao Shuhua being so unrestrained and rude, he was indeed not Xiao Shuhua's opponent when it came to martial arts alone, and Xiao Shuhua was indeed kind to him when it came to other things.Meng Wubei was born with orthodox thoughts, he was upright, he handled things upright, he repaid kindness with kindness, and revenge with revenge. Although Xiao Shuhua's words and deeds were innocent, he did not harm him, and he did save his life when he was on the verge of death.

Although the cause of the disaster was caused by others—it may not be a catastrophe that he must survive.

Xiao Shuhua didn't know what he was thinking, seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, he leaned on the desk to rest for a while.

Although he was wearing brocade clothes and had an extraordinary demeanor, he was penniless, even staying in the inn was begging for nothing to follow Meng Wubei.And Meng Wubei is definitely not a kind-hearted person, and he only opened one room, if it wasn't for the two of them fighting at the door of the room, Xiao Shuhua deceived him to be thin-skinned, and blew hot air close to him, burning all of Meng Wubei's men So soft, Xiao Shuhua took the opportunity to sneak into the room, and refused to go out again.

Meng Wubei came back to his senses, only to see the shadow of the lamp swaying and hitting Xiao Shuhua's face.

Huanxizong has no reason to look bad.Especially a disciple like Xiao Shuhua who was loved by Wen Xu, his appearance was first-class.Meng Wubei didn't know what the world of mortals looked like, but seeing Xiao Shuhua at this moment, he could probably guess why Yundu had not declined for so many years.

The candlelight is warm, and the beauty is like the moon.

Xiao Shuhua was indeed like a flawless white jade, and also like a frosty sky and a cold moon. The candlelight jumped across half of his face, as if he had bumped into an untouchable glamorous beauty.

Meng Wubei suddenly felt that the hand holding the sword was a little numb, so he let go of the hand holding the sword, rubbed his wrist, stood up in silence, slowly took off his outer robe, and gently put it on Xiao Shuhua's body.

Xiao Shuhua's eyelids moved, but Meng Wubei didn't notice, and sat back on the bed, meditating cross-legged.

At dawn the next day, Xiao Shuhua was still sleepy, and a small dish of side dishes had been placed in front of him, with a bowl of soy milk and two or three taels of steamed buns.He stretched his arms and stretched his waist, and the Taoist robe on his back suddenly fell to the ground.Meng Wubei was sitting opposite him, holding a steamed bun in his left hand, and slowly turning over a page of the book with his right hand, Xiao Shuhua stole a glance at him, the Taoist priest still had the same unmoving appearance, and then smiled and picked up the Taoist robe on the ground , half-truthfully said: "Oh, blame me, why did you get dirty, shall I wash it for you?"

Meng Wubei just rewarded him with a glance, but it landed on his creamy hands: "You will?"

Xiao Shuhua: "..."

He recalled the first half of his life when he had no worries about food and clothing, and he said sincerely, "Then I'll buy you a new one."

Meng Wubei said coldly: "No need."

Xiao Shuhua frowned slightly, and with a strong hand, the Taoist robe made of good material was "teared", breaking a big hole, Xiao Shuhua raised his eyes, and smiled brightly: "Oh, blame me, blame me, I will definitely apologize Brother, a new one."

Meng Wubei was much easier to talk to today than yesterday, seeing his sincerity, he didn't bother to talk much, only heard his "Brother Wubei" slightly frowned, and said unnaturally: "Poverty's surname is Meng."

Xiao Shuhua is as good as others: "Meng Lang."

Meng Wubei froze all over, endured it again and again, raised his eyes and saw Xiao Shuhua's expression of suffocated laughter, suddenly realized that he had been joked by this guy again, and said angrily: "You...are Meng Lang!"

Xiao Shuhua blinked: "I didn't say I'm not Meng Lang. Doesn't Meng Lang like Meng Lang like me?"

"nonsense."

"It seems that I was fascinated by my Meng Lang. I grew my hands and feet overnight, and climbed onto my back to shield me from the wind. It is worthy of being a disciple of the Pichen sect. I really don't lie. Even a Taoist robe is so extraordinary. .”

Meng Wubei was completely speechless, so he said no more.

The two of them left the inn together, Xiao Shuhua was still trailing behind him, one of them was extremely beautiful, and the other was wearing a Taoist robe with a good manner, they also attracted a lot of attention along the way.Meng Wubei is a person with big ambitions, and he will never change even if he is paid attention to by others, he only cares about walking his own way, but Xiao Shuhua forbids him to be so taciturn, and tricks him into opening his mouth in various ways, chattering all the way, so noisy No, in the end it was Meng Wubei who interrupted him and hit the door of life directly: "Why did Ban Xiuyun chase you down?"

Xiao Shuhua was taken aback by his question, and couldn't give a reason for a moment, Meng Wubei had fulfilled his wish, and finally gagged him, enjoying a moment of peace contentedly.

But only for a moment.

Xiao Shuhua caught up with him again, quickly circled in front of him, walked backwards with his hands behind his back, and said with a half-smile: "You really want to know?"

"It's convenient to say..."

Xiao Shuhua smiled: "I am Ban Xiuyun's pet."

Meng Wubei was taken aback.

"He has raised me for 17 years. Compared with Mei Xun and Zhu Mi, he should be closer to me. That's why when I left, he was so surprised, so... Annoyed." Xiao Shuhua turned around and walked quickly. Quickly, his figure was ethereal, like dust and smoke dissipating, and like a fairy in the world, "No one knows why I left, and I don't know either. But once I come out, there is no reason to go back. This is my way."

"I've always been such an annoying person." Xiao Shuhua put his hands behind his back, his footwork was really light, Meng Wubei followed him subconsciously, and he seemed a bit unable to keep up, but Xiao Shuhua was as careful as a hair, and he could see that his temples were sweating profusely , and added with a smile, "You don't have to chase after me."

"No one has ever caught up with me. Even Wen Xu."

Meng Wubei didn't like his conceited tone the most, and said coldly: "Poverty is just seeing you so pitiful."

Xiao Shuhua was taken aback for a moment, and Meng Wubei was also taken aback by his words for a moment.

"Meng Lang is on the mountain, so he must be a genius that everyone is looking at. The high place is extremely cold—" Xiao Shuhua smiled even bigger, and pointed to himself, "Why don't I come after you, and also save me half my life from being alone."

Meng Wubei refused to comment, Xiao Shuhua took it as his acquiescence, and wanted to say more, but Meng Wubei said: "You... have you thought about entering the Pichenmen?"

"what?"

Meng Wubei thought for a while, and said: "There are many disciples in the sect, and the elders are also kind..."

Xiao Shuhua interrupted him with a smile: "Why do you think that I can get along with them."

Meng Wubei said: "Your character is not bad."

"I don't like them." Xiao Shuhua put his hand to cover his mouth, his brows and eyes curved, "I hate living people, but you are just an exception."

Meng Wupei stopped trying to persuade him.

He has said "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun" countless times, but he has never found out whether Wuliang Tianzun will feel sad because of loneliness.

Qingru is his closest teacher, and Pichenmen is his home. He has tried his best to show them his kindness, but even so, Qingru still tells him that he is a cold-natured, unkind person, It should delay others, not offend the world of mortals.

Meng Wubei has been a disciple of Qingru since he was sensible, and he obeys the rules of the sect in everything. He is the only swordsman genius who abides by the rules of the sect in the past hundred years of Pichen sect.He is unreasonable and symbolizes absolute justice and fairness in the gate.

Qing Ru said: "Wu Bei, you have been seldom talkative since childhood, and this time you go down the mountain, remember not to provoke Fengyue."

It is clear that everyone knows that high places are extremely cold, but they often think that because he is used to high places, he is naturally cold.

"Have you figured it out?" Xiao Shuhua leaned closer to his ear, "Since you and I are both lonely people, why don't we bother others, and just make do with letting each other down?"

Meng Wubei collected himself, lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Xiao Shuhua's words were like a song sung by a mountain ghost in his ear, like Lin Laiquan's rhyme, and it just fell into his heart.

Meng Wubei said softly: "Stop talking nonsense."

But his tone has never been so gentle, it sounds like "extremely true".

The author has something to say: Meng Xiao cp is also known as "The Sadomasochistic Love of Madmen and Idiots" (?