That beautiful flower brother

Li Xunhuan's voice became more and more gentle: "What should I call you?"

The tone was still calm: "Master Chu Suwen, the Suwen of the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic."

After saying that, Chu Shisu asked and turned his head to look at him again, Li Xunhuan realized that his eyes seemed to be faintly blue. Li Xunhuan suddenly thought of the snowflakes he saw falling on the snow in the plum garden ten years ago. Moonlight, glowing with a cool blue moonlight.

Ice, snow and moonlight always have a coldness and elegance that people can't reach, just like this young man.

Chu Shisu asked, "What's your name?"

But seeing the middle-aged scholar's expression froze, the smile in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he suppressed the pain he could bear. It seemed that just saying his name was enough to make him die of pain, but he finally said his Name: "Li, Li Xunhuan."

Very slow, very light, so slow that every word is like a heavy burden, so light that he seems to have no strength to say his name.

Ah Fei was still gnawing on the candied haws with a blank expression on his face, nothing could attract his attention except this bunch of candied haws.

Chu Shisu asked in surprise, "You said you were Li Xunhuan?" He lowered his head in thought, then suddenly raised his head, and stammered to repeat: "That little Li Tanhua Li Xunhuan?"

Li Xun Huan closed his eyes, and said in a calm voice for a long time, "I hope you don't mention these four words again."

Chu Shisuwen's face turned pale in vain. The reason why he got on this carriage was because it was icy and snowy, and secondly, and most importantly, he wanted to ask the owner of the carriage if he knew Wanhua Valley and Junshan.

Before, he only suspected that he came to a different place in the illusion, and then met A Fei, which deepened his suspicion, but...he didn't want to believe it, so he wanted to ask other people, but there was no need to ask now.

He really did come to another world.

A family of seven jinshi, father and son three times, Li Xunhuan, the little Li Fei knife who has never failed.

This is a story he heard from his friend Jiubai more than a year ago.

He once said at that time that even though Li Xun Huan was not as good as expected in terms of love, he was always worthy of the name of Liuru son, and A Fei was even more worthy of the name of flying swordsman.

Thinking of this, Chu Shisu couldn't help but pursed his lips tightly. Will it come to the story book just by praising the person in the story book?

Then can he return to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley?If so, how should he go back?If... can't?

Thinking of the possibility of not being able to go back, Chu Shisuwen couldn't sit still at all, he immediately said: "Mr. Li, please stop the car, I want to go down."

Come and go, maybe you can find your way back here.

Although he was always expressionless, the panic in his eyes and his pale face could not be concealed from others.

Although Li Xun Huan was full of worry and puzzled, he just said immediately: "Old iron stop."

The big man driving the carriage immediately yelled and stopped the carriage.

Chu Shisuwen's face was still pale, his expression was in a trance as if he was in a nightmare, Li Xun Huan frowned, but there was a soft and friendly smile on his face: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"I will help you."

Ah Fei's speech has always been straightforward and cold, just like the sword on his waist.

The three-foot-long piece of iron has neither a blade nor a jaw, nor even a hilt. It is only nailed to it with two pieces of cork, and it is considered a sword with a hilt.

Chu Shisu returned to his senses and looked at them carefully. After a while, a smile appeared on his pale face, "Thank you."

Chu Shisuwen's original eyebrows were picturesque, as elegant and elegant as an ink painting. At this moment, his eyebrows are dyed and smiling, just like peach blossoms blooming and flying down in spring.

It brings a little bit of color that makes the world eclipse, but more people feel happy and peaceful.

Even Li Xunhuan, who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

Not to mention Ah Fei who hasn't seen many people yet.

Both of them were stunned.

Chu Shisuwen has been used to such silence since he was a child, because his brothers, sisters, and children would always be in a daze for no reason, and even more exaggerated would be Jiubai, who would always exclaim and say strange things, such as "bring your own Beauty", "Fairy spirit overflows the screen" and so on.

So Chu Shi Suwen didn't find it strange, he bowed his hands, his movements were indescribably gentle, but when his smile faded away, his expression was indifferent again: "But don't bother."

Chu Shisuwen originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he seemed to have nothing to say, so he opened the car door and said, "Goodbye."

After standing firmly on the snow, A Fei actually followed him out, and A Fei explained seriously to Master Chu's puzzled eyes: "I don't like to be in debt, so you don't have to be polite."

Chu Shisu asked himself, are you being polite?

--not at all.

So he also answered very seriously: "I'm not polite." Thinking of A Fei saying that he doesn't like debts, Chu Shisu asked after thinking for a while and said: "If you don't like debts, just listen to my words and take it as repayment."

"Wait until you reach the crown before going to contact the girl."

He didn't want to say such things at first, but thinking of Lin Xian'er, whom Ah Fei later liked, Chu Shisuwen couldn't help frowning in his heart, and he rarely frowns because of anyone.

For strangers, it is unnecessary and don't care. For relatives and friends, Chu Shisuwen will not be secretly angry and dissatisfied with them, because first of all, everyone is a very good person, and they rarely get angry and quarrel.

Secondly, generally, everyone will directly talk about what they have, and communicate and solve problems if they have any problems, so as to avoid any misunderstandings.

In the story Jiubai told, he didn't have anyone he particularly disliked, except Lin Xian'er.

This kind of person who wantonly plays with other people's feelings is really the most annoying person in his life.

A Fei would like her probably because of his young Mu Ai, since it was because of his youth, then when A Fei grows up and has seen so many people, he won't like Lin Xian'er, right?

Although A Fei didn't understand why he said that, he still nodded seriously: "I remember."

The important thing is that Ah Fei silently clenched the hilt of his sword. He gripped so hard that his joints were white. He would never waste his energy on doing boring things until he found the person he was looking for.

Chu Shisu asked and nodded in relief: "Yes, I also remember."

The eyes of the two people met each other, with the same indifference on their faces, but their eyes were black and white, clean and pure, able to illuminate everything in the world, they were the unique eyes of innocent children.

It is indeed a conversation between children.

If it weren't for the child, how could he nod and agree without hesitation, and how could he choose to believe without doubt.

Chu Shisuwen was serious and serious, when he heard a chuckle suddenly, he turned his head to see: Li Xunhuan's crow's feet appeared from his smile.

And the big driver with a bearded face and eyes as sharp as an eagle's was also smiling.

Chu Shisu asked, Ah Fei:?What are you laughing at?

Although he didn't quite understand why Li Xunhuan and Tie Chuanjia were laughing, Chu Shisuwen could understand that they were laughing at him and A Fei.

Embarrassed, Chu Shisu asked and stroked his sleeves, and the next moment he flicked his sleeves, and when he turned around, he was already a few meters away, and a faint sentence came from the wind: "Everyone, let's just leave now."

The snow began to fall again, Li Xunhuan and the three of them watched the purple dress disappear quickly and slowly into the wind and snow.

Li Xun Huan didn't know whether it was surprise or praise: "What a nimble movement."

Brocade clothes, white jade flute around the waist, and beautiful jade hanging, if he didn't see such lightness kung fu, he would probably only think that Chu Shisuwen was the son of that aristocratic family.

Ah Fei's eyes lit up: "Is he very powerful?"

Li Xun Huan smiled and said, "Should."

The boy's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if there were flames burning in them, Li Xun Huan couldn't help asking, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to fight him." When A Fei spoke, his expression was always serious and honest, like a silly kid: "I want to fight all the powerful people, I hope I can become the world's most Celebrity."

Li Xun Huan said with a smile: "Everyone wants to be famous, you are much more honest than others."

Ah Fei said: "I am different from others, I must become famous."

Li Xunhuan was a little surprised: "Why?"

Ah Fei didn't answer his words immediately, but there was a look of sadness and anger in his eyes.

For a long time, he whispered:

"Because I have to be the most famous person to let them hear my name and find them."

Who are they?

Only then did Li Xunhuan realize that although he was innocent and honest like a child sometimes, but sometimes he seemed to hide many secrets. His life experience was mysterious but obviously full of grief and misfortune.

Here, Chu Shisu asked completely in a daze.

Not to mention the possibility of a road leading to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, there is not even a hint of green in this white world.

He used light work to turn back to the place where he woke up first, and searched around there a few times, but still found nothing.

His master, brothers and sisters have taught him since he was a child, to solve any problems, whether it is sighing or complaining, it is not worth a penny.

But at this moment, Chu Shisuwen really wanted to sigh. He squatted on the snow and silently thought about whether anything special happened before he came to this world.

For example, the Seven Stars Lianzhu, the violent wind and rain, but he thought about it several times and reluctantly admitted that there was no special situation.

Inexplicably, the world changes in an instant.

Chu Shisu asked not to give up, while looking for a possible passage, while thinking about the reason for coming here.

The snow stopped and fell, Chu Shisu asked himself how many times he went back and forth.

When the snow fell again, Chu Shisuwen's long hair had already been frosted and frozen, and his hands were already white and stiff from the cold.

He took a sip of wine, and decided to find his way home tomorrow, and find a hotel to stay in today.

Those are a few open houses built at the foot of the mountain. There are wide corridors on all sides outside the house. The vermilion railings and green screen windows look elegant and quiet in the snow-covered sky.

Rutted horseshoes crisscrossed the white snow, and the neighing of horses could be heard behind the house along with the wind.

Chu Shisu asked with a relaxed expression, and Nie Yun approached him month by month. Only then did he realize that the hotel was surprisingly quiet, except for the occasional low neighing of horses, there was no other sound at all.

The floor in the corridor was rotten, and when Chu Shisuwen stepped on it, there was a creaking sound.

At the same time, a person walked out from the end of the corridor.

The moment Chu Shisuwen saw his face, he couldn't help being stunned, this is someone he didn't expect to appear here.

A young boy who broke up not long ago.

What is he doing here?Why aren't you with Li Xunhuan?

A Fei's original cold and cold expression was replaced by astonishment, obviously he didn't expect that it was him who appeared here.

The author has something to say: Pfft!Whoever talks about the old iron, I am in a hurry with whom (laughing and crying)